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ao3feed-danganronpa · 4 years ago

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PLEASE UNBAN MY DEVIANTART ACCOUNT

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3Bs8OWc

by Adultswimlver

pls unban it i need it back

Words: 13, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game), Five Nights at Freddy's, Friday Night Funkin' (Video Game), Friday the 13th Series (Movies), Friday the 13th: The Game (Video Game), The Good Place (TV), The Good Wife (TV), The Good Doctor (TV 2017), WWE Immortals (Video Game), WWE 2K (Video Games), Orange is the New Black, 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, Attack Attack! (Band), Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan, The Owl House (Cartoon), The Loud House (Cartoon), Queen (Band), The Queen's Gambit (TV), Frog and Toad - Arnold Lobel, Steven Universe (Cartoon), My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, My Little Pony: Equestria Girls, Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms, 小林さんちのメイドラゴン | Kobayashi-san Chi no Maid Dragon | Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid, Dragon Age: Inquisition, How to Train Your Dragon (Movies), ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, Owl City (Band), Gravity Falls, League of Legends, The Maze Runner Series - James Dashner, The Maze Runner Series - All Media Types, Minecraft (Video Game), Slamacow Minecraft Animations (Web Series), Plants vs Zombies, House of Cards (US TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Young Justice (Cartoon), Justice League - All Media Types, DCU (Comics), D.C. 〜ダ・カーポ〜 | Da Capo, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Supergirl (TV 2015), American Idol RPF, Family Guy (Cartoon), Addams Family - All Media Types, Addams Family (TV 1964), The New Addams Family (TV), Camp Camp (Web Series), Total Drama (Cartoon), Regular Show (Cartoon), 約束のネバーランド | Yakusoku no Neverland | The Promised Neverland (Manga), Riviera: The Promised Land, Moana (2016), Mobile Legends: Bang Bang (Video Game), IT - Stephen King, Grand Theft Auto V, Grand Theft Auto Series (Video Games), asdfmovie (Cartoon), TLC (Band), Mumintroll | Moomins Series - Tove Jansson, Gideon's Daughter (2005), The Gideon Trilogy - Linda Buckley-Archer, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Avatar: Legend of Korra, Avatar (2009), One Direction (Band), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, ENA - Joel G (Web Series), Roblox (Video Game), Super Mario & Related Fandoms, Nintendogs, Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types, 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS, LOONA (Korea Band), iKON (Korea Band), Korean Actor RPF, The Cleveland Show, American Dad!, American Horror Story, Splatoon, SpongeBob SquarePants (Cartoon), Amphibia (Cartoon), Deltarune (Video Game), Men in Black (Movies), Men in Black: The Series, Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Pinky and the Brain, Hannah Montana (TV), Gossip Girl (TV 2007), Inside Out (2015), Among Us (Video Game), Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Trek, The Amazing World of Gumball, Super Dangan Ronpa 2, Dangan Ronpa - All Media Types, Anne with an E (TV), Anne of Green Gables - L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables (TV 1985) & Related Fandoms

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, No Archive Warnings Apply, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Garnet (Steven Universe), Amethyst (Steven Universe), Famethyst (Steven Universe), Amethyst(s) (Steven Universe), Holly Blue Agate (Steven Universe), Pearl (Steven Universe), Pearl (Splatoon), White Diamond (Steven Universe), Yellow Diamond (Steven Universe), Blue Diamond (Steven Universe), Blue Diamond's Pearl (Steven Universe), Pink Diamond (Steven Universe), Rose Quartz | Pink Diamond, Pink Diamond's Pearl (Steven Universe), Obsidian (Steven Universe), Jeon Jungkook, Park Jimin (BTS), Kim Sejin (BTS), Yeontan (BTS), Sans (Undertale), Papyrus (Undertale), Undyne (Undertale), Alphys (Undertale), Suzy (Undertale), Krista Lenz | Historia Reiss, Krista Lenz | Historia Riess' Husband, Ekrizdis (Harry Potter), Satoshi | Ash Ketchum, Man in the Mirror (JoJo), Higashikata Josuke (JoJo: Diamond is Unbreakable), Diavolo (JoJo), Adeku | Alder, Uraraka Ochako, Ymir (Shingeki no Kyojin), Ymir Fritz, Ymir (Marvel), Yelena (Shingeki no Kyojin), Pieck Finger, Pieck Finger's Father, Pieck Finger's Mother, Hand Receptionist (Undertale), Hange Zoë, Jevil (Deltarune), Ralsei (Deltarune), Asriel Dreemurr, Lancer (Deltarune), Levi, Levi Ackerman, Mikasa Ackerman, Annie (Friday Night Funkin'), Annie Leonhart, Boyfriend (Friday Night Funkin'), Girlfriend (Friday Night Funkin'), Lois Griffin, Peter Griffin, Beth Harmon, Cleo (The Queen's Gambit), Benny (The Loud House), Benny Watts, Lincoln Loud, SpongeBob SquarePants, Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, George Weasley, Fred Weasley, Molly Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Padparadscha (Steven Universe), Lapis Lazuli (Steven Universe), Peridot (Steven Universe), Mean Lapis (Steven Universe), Nice Lapis (Steven Universe), Bismuth (Steven Universe), Luz Noceda, Amity Blight, Lilith Clawthorne, Frieda Berlin, Eda Clawthorne, Frieda Reiss, Petra Moritz, Petra Ral, Alex Park, Alex Vause, Piper Chapman, Nicky Nichols, Lorna Morello, Dayanara "Daya" Diaz, Artesian McCullough, Daddy Dearest (Friday Night Funkin'), Dominga "Daddy" Duarte, Mommy Mearest (Friday Night Funkin'), Carol Denning, Barbara "Barb" Denning, James "Bucky" Barnes, Peter Parker, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Wanda Bell, Wanda Maximoff, Desi Piscatella, Twilight Sparkle (My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic), Pinkie Pie (My Little Pony), Rainbow Quartz (Steven Universe), Rainbow Dash (My Little Pony), Applejack (My Little Pony), Patrick Star, Towntrap (FNAF High School), Freddy Fazbear, Bonnie (Five Nights at Freddy's), Chica (Five Nights at Freddy's), Foxy (Five Nights at Freddy's), Natemare (Mangled), The Mangle (Five Nights at Freddy's), Marionette | The Puppet, Mike Schmidt (Five Nights at Freddy's), Purple Guy (Five Nights at Freddy's), Michael Afton, Meg Griffin, Stewie Griffin, Chris Griffin (Family Guy), The Brain (Pinky and the Brain), Brian Griffin, Glenn Quagmire, Joe Swanson, Michael (The Good Place), Janet (The Good Place), Trevor (The Good Place), Bad Janet (The Good Place), Nicole Watterson, Spinel (Steven Universe), Steven Universe, Connie Springer, Connie Maheswaran, Sasha Blouse, Stan Pines, Ford Pines, Bud Gleeful, Gideon Gleeful, Dipper Pines, Mabel Pines, Wendy Corduroy, Reiner Braun

Relationships: Lois Griffin/Peter Griffin, Lois Griffin/Glenn Quagmire, Lois Griffin/Bonnie Swanson, Brian Griffin & Stewie Griffin, Brian Griffin/Stewie Griffin, Brian Griffin/Lois Griffin, Sans/Toriel (Undertale), Papyrus/Sans (Undertale), Chara/Frisk (Undertale), Chara/Asriel Dreemurr, Amethyst/Pearl (Steven Universe), Amethyst/Peridot (Steven Universe), Pearl/Rose Quartz (Steven Universe), Blue Diamond's Pearl/Yellow Diamond's Pearl (Steven Universe), Pearl/Pink Diamond (Steven Universe), Bismuth/Pearl (Steven Universe), Blue Diamond/Yellow Diamond (Steven Universe), Hermione Granger/Harry Potter, Amity Blight/Luz Noceda, Moblit Berner/Hange Zoë, Hange Zoë/Reader, Pieck Finger/Hange Zoë, Pieck Finger/Porco Galliard, Pieck Finger/Reader, Pieck Finger/Yelena, Krista Lenz | Historia Reiss/Ymir, Mikasa Ackerman/Annie Leonhart, Mikasa Ackerman/Eren Yeager, Reiner Braun/Bertolt Hoover, Ruby/Sapphire (Steven Universe), Mettaton/Papyrus (Undertale), Eda Clawthorne & Lilith Clawthorne & Luz Noceda

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dipulb3 · 4 years ago

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Analysis: White guilt, apologies and why Hollywood is a cauldron of race issues at the moment

New Post has been published on https://appradab.com/analysis-white-guilt-apologies-and-why-hollywood-is-a-cauldron-of-race-issues-at-the-moment/

Analysis: White guilt, apologies and why Hollywood is a cauldron of race issues at the moment

Despite complaints about “cancel culture” and racist insistence that people who talk about these important issues are “playing the race card,” Hollywood can’t seem to get away from conversations about race and diversity.

And while hopefully those discussions can lead to progress, lately they have led to controversy for some.

Osbourne said she didn’t necessarily agree with Morgan’s comments, but defended his right to make them. She herself was accused of being less than respectful when she berated Underwood for appearing to get emotional and insisted that if anyone should be crying over the conversation, it should be Osbourne herself.

Her perceived “victimhood” not only didn’t go over well, but the incident led to both an apology from Osbourne and an investigation by CBS into happenings on the set of “The Talk.”

Chris Harrison: “The Bachelor” franchise and its issues with race have long been discussed.

From its lack of diversity to last year’s outrage over “Bachelorette” star Hannah Brown using a racial epithet while jamming to a song, it’s safe to say the reality show has generated some headlines on matters of race.

But things came to a head this season after the casting of the first Black “Bachelor,” Matt James.

Longtime franchise host Chris Harrison has had to step aside from his duties after controversial comments he made during an interview with Rachel Lindsay, the first Black “Bachelorette,” who has been working for the TV show “Extra.”

During the chat, Harrison appeared to defend contestant Rachael Kirkconnell for being photographed at an antebellum plantation-themed fraternity formal event in 2018.

Harrison apologized, and James ended up giving Kirkconnell the final rose but then broke up with her over the controversy.

Billie Eilish: This instance was not so much an apology aired but rather yet another time a White artist has felt compelled to acknowledge a Black artist when an institution — in this case, the Grammys — did not.

Last Sunday, Eilish took home the final award of the evening, the prestigious record of the year, and used her acceptance speech to explain why rapper Megan Thee Stallion, one of her fellow nominees, really deserved it.

“You are so beautiful, you are so talented,” Eilish said. “I root for you always. You deserve it, honestly.”

If the moment felt familiar, it was because we had seen it happen before.

Adele tearfully gushed about Beyoncé’s “Lemonade” album deserving to win album of the year in 2017, instead of her album “25.”

Three years before, White rapper Macklemore apologized to rapper Kendrick Lamar for winning rap album of the year instead of the Black artist.

Race and identity politics can be complicated, but what’s not hard to understand is that these incidents happen because disparities and a far-from-level playing field absolutely exist in this world and in Hollywood.

Until that changes, someone is going to end up feeling sorry for it, or at the very least need to acknowledge it publicly.

For your weekend

Three things to watch:

‘Zack Snyder’s Justice League’

Calling all superhero geeks.

The time is now to finally see how the Justice League film fared in the hands of Zack Snyder, thanks to the release of this extended director’s cut. Joss Whedon had stepped in to complete the 2017 film after Snyder left the project due to personal tragedy.

“The result of this fresh take, strictly from a creative and filmmaking standpoint, is fascinating: How did two different directors — Whedon, who birthed the ‘Avengers’ franchise on screen; and Snyder, who tackled adapting the famously unadaptable ‘Watchmen’ — approach the same material?” is how my Appradab colleague Brian Lowry described the project.

The movie premieres Thursday on HBO Max (which is owned by Appradab’s parent company).

‘Operation Varsity Blues: The College Admissions Scandal’

Ripped from the headlines, as they say, this film uses re-enactments to tell the story of the college admissions scandal that landed several wealthy parents — including celebs Lori Loughlin and Felicity Huffman — in legal trouble.

The story dominated the news for months, and now you can relive it all by heading over to Netflix, where it’s currently streaming.

‘Minari’

Now that the Oscar nominations are out, you may want to check out some of the nominees.

“Minari” is up for six categories, including best picture. The drama draws on director Lee Issac Chung’s childhood to tell the tale of a Korean American family trying to survive in rural Arkansas in the 1980s.

The film is currently available to stream on several services including Apple TV and Amazon Prime.

Two things to listen to:

Justin Bieber recently told Billboard there is a message behind his new music.

“I just want to be somebody who can say, ‘Look, I did some things that I’m not too proud of, but I took a look in the mirror and decided to make some changes, and you can too,” he told the publication. “There was a time where I really did have my identity wrapped up in my career, but I really do have an overflow of feeling like my purpose is to use my music to inspire.”

His sixth studio album, “Justice,” drops Friday and is Bieber’s second album release in 13 months. (“Changes” came out on Valentine’s Day 2020.)

With marriage to model Hailey Bieber and more private time — thanks to quarantining and no cellphone to limit who can get a hold of him — the now 27-year-old former teen idol appears to be at a new stage in his life and career.

Last year, Lana Del Rey announced she would be delaying her new album, “Chemtrails Over the Country Club,” for a few months.

Now, we get to see if it was worth the wait.

The studio album from the singer is the much-anticipated follow-up to her critically acclaimed 2019 collection, “Norman F**king Rockwell,” and expectations are high that she will continue to deliver her special brand of artistry when it drops Friday.

One thing to talk about:

It’s not breaking news that award shows and their voters appear to be out of step with the general public.

But this year’s best supporting actor category for the Oscars is even more confounding.

That’s because the two stars of “Judas and the Black Messiah,” Lakeith Stanfield and Daniel Kaluuya, are both nominated in the category.

Which begs the question: “Which one is the actual star of the film if neither scored a best actor nod?”

I reached out to the Academy about this and a rep declined to comment. So we’ll just have to be content with the fact that the two won’t have to compete with the late Chadwick Boseman, a best actor nominee who is favored by many for what is believed to be his final on-screen performance in “Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom.”

Something to sip on

Looking for something to watch? We asked some of our friends around Appradab what they binge-watch to decompress.

Fredricka Whitfield, Appradab Newsroom anchor

Not at all uplifting, nor did they help me decompress, yet I indulged in “Killing Eve,” “The Undoing” and some “Lovecraft Country.”

Michael Smerconish, Smerconish anchor

“Call My Agent!” Who’d have thought I’d get hooked on a French TV show with subtitles — but I love it.

Kate Bolduan, At This Hour anchor

How can I limit it to just one?! Now, a year into Covid, here are some of the favorites that have gotten me through — “The Queen’s Gambit,” “Succession,” “Billions,” “The Spy,” “Kids Baking Championship (seasons 1-9),” “The Men Who Built America” and “The Mandalorian.”

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shrimpkardashian · 5 years ago

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I have a list of ~900 albums from 2019 that I still want to eventually listen to / review [IMPOSSIBLE PROJECT ALERT]

For this project (already 125+ releases deep), which is just impossibly daunting and makes me head hurt. IDK how to streamline this process or is any “critic” out there really listening to “all” the good music? It’s impossible I guess... BUT needless to say, these have made this list from an even larger pool of music that I either listened to briefly and immediately dismissed or (gasp!) never even came across my radar (radar = many many music blogs I follow via RSS).

Anyway, because I’ll most likely never get to this (whatever this is, an Xgau parody or something)... Here is the list (please ignore some of my notations/typos):

1 matana roberts, coin coin chapter four 2 jeffrey lewis 3 negativland 4 camedor 5 the darkness 6 jai paul [leak] 7 shikoswe 8 anatolian weapons 9 cakedog, doggystyle 10 carly rae jepsen (LP, plus single w Gryffin) 11 parsnip 12 the comet is coming 13 girl in red 14 ezra furman 15 the kvb 16 freddie gibbs & madlib 17 say sue me (single) 18 denzel curry 19 fatamorgana 20 vivian girls 21 wobbly, monitress 22 helado negro 23 anamanaguchi 24 paul demarinis 25 comet gain 26 personal best 27 king princess, LP? big little lies single 28 marble arch 29 mini dresses 30 matt christensen 31 jade bird 32 black mountain 33 body meat 34 pat, Love Will Find A Way Home 35 acid arab 36 the 83rd 37 common holly 38 wicca phase 39 mark ronson 40 spirit in the room, single 41 rebe, “pienso en ti a todas horas” [just a single?] 42 a giant dog, neon bible cover LP 43 hey collosus 44 moon king (meh/ or *) 45 vanity productions 46 velvet negroni 47 g perico 48 budokan boys 49 skryptor 50 oscar scheller 51 the muffs 52 larry gus 53 these new puritans *** 54 angel olsen 55 bleu nuit 56 meatraffle 57 josephine wiggs 58 jennifer vanilla 59 big|brave 60 rico nasty 61 friendship, dreamin' 62 mike, tears of joy 63 bellrope 64 gbv 65 machìna, archipelago 66 toy, songs of consumption 67 ayankoko 68 the intelligence 69 drahla 70 corridor, junior 71 urochromes 72 david hasselhoff 73 aMAZONDOTCOM 74 kehlani 75 ne-hi EP (final) 76 avey tare 77 bonnie "prince" billy 78 battles 79 snapped ankles 80 mannequin pussy 81 toro y moi, soul trash 82 twen 83 self discovery for social survival comp 84 bad heaven ltd 85 eric frye 86 the mattson 2 87 duncan park 88 pure bathing culture 89 arthur russell, iowa dream 90 wild pink 91 flaming lips 92 pan amsterdam 93 flaural 94 knife wife 95 hannah peel & will burns 96 klein 97 meat puppets 98 tnght 99 james ferraro 100 royal trux / ariel pink 101 new rain duets 102 black marble 103 sui zhen 104 liam the younger 105 the mountain goats, welcome to passaic 106 frank hurricane and hurricanes of love 107 sebadoh 108 xylouris white 109 lindstrøm 110 franck vigroux 111 joyero 112 dorian electra 113 ride 114 crumb, jinx 115 nonconnah 116 cup, spinning creature 117 brutus 118 bjarki 119 khotin 120 alexander tucker 121 gunna 122 operator music band 123 tony molina 124 nanami ozone 125 sad planets 126 bemydelay 127 laurie anderson et al, songs from the bardo 128 teebs 129 deerhunter, timebends 130 tr/st (2 LPs) 131 dolores catherino 132 liturgy 133 floating points 134 sasami, LP + xmas EP 135 trikorder23 136 moor mother 137 have a nice life 138 la dispute 139 lingua ignota 140 lina tullgren 141 earl sweatshirt 142 entrail 143 alexander noice 144 shock narcotic 145 rakta 146 munya 147 el drugstore 148 buck gooter 149 caribou, single - more? 150 rosenau & sanborn 151 kevin abstract 152 pile 153 e for echo 154 animal collective, new psycho actives vol. 2 + live album 155 harlem 156 sudan archives 157 lil peep, posthumous ep 158 young guv, i and ii 159 orville peck 160 75 dollar bill 161 institute 162 tove lo 163 the chocolate watchband 164 foie gras, holy hell 165 french vanilla 166 chuck cleaver 167 kollaps 168 spirits having fun 169 game 170 badgirl$ 171 medhane 172 alberich 173 show me the body 174 the night watch, an embarrassment of riches 175 inus, western spaghettification 176 pregoblin, singles? 177 ra ra riot 178 de lorians 179 kool keith 180 kaspia & stride 181 glen hansard 182 dpeee 183 berlin taxi 184 foghorn 185 ionnalee 186 american sharks 187 sitcom, dust single 188 pip blom 189 j balvin & bady 190 fenella 191 tanya tagaq 192 sean o'hagan 193 j robbins 194 peter ivers (comp) 195 neon indian, not sure if single is part of larger proj? 196 triad god 197 yeule 198 roland tings 199 schoolboy q 200 ava luna EP 201 fried eggs 202 drugdealer 203 half japanese 204 todd anderson-kunert 205 emily reo 206 christelle bofale 207 brion starr 208 jan jelinek (reissue) 209 peaer 210 devin townsend 211 vik 212 young m.a 213 default genders 214 night lovell 215 rocketship 216 kim gordon 217 ellen arkbro 218 george clanton and nick hexum [single?] 219 the minus 5 220 penguin cage 221 felicia atkinson 222 take offense 223 moon duo 224 chemical brothers 225 nef the pharaoh 226 daniel norgren 227 unkle 228 pup (?) 229 baroness 230 velvet bethany 231 resavoir 232 gruff rhys 233 lana del ray 234 empath 235 burial and the bug, flame 2 236 russian baths 237 quelle chris 238 corpse flower 239 roy montgomery [reissue] 240 clinic 241 a.g. cook, [single] 242 why? 243 beck 244 francis lung 245 thom yorke 246 warmduscher 247 uv-tv 248 aa bondy 249 max richter, ad astra ost 250 younghusband 251 stereo total 252 julie's haircut 253 aa matheson 254 eartheater 255 kelly moran 256 mana (seven steps behind) 257 c.h.e.w. 258 sarah mary chadwick 259 midsommar ost 260 beabadoobee 261 life, a picture of good health 262 dumb, club nites 263 dame dolla 264 endless boogie 265 burna boy 266 lungbutter 267 wand 268 future punx 269 yves jarvis 270 kim petras [LP, halloween EP] 271 bts world 272 pikelet 273 panda bear, single 274 samiyam 275 red river dialect 276 ryan pollie 277 ryuichi sakamot (reissue) 278 jackie mendoza 279 dark blue 280 jay som 281 stephen mallinder 282 neutrals, kebab disco 283 foodman 284 capitol, dream noise 285 new pornographers 286 mark korven, the lighthouse ost 287 gauche 288 the japanese house 289 cave (re-issue) 290 ybn cordae 291 the vacant lots 292 arwen 293 rhucle 294 lil b, @ least 2 releases? 295 tea service 296 chai 297 black pumas 298 program, show me 299 marika hackman 300 sonny and the sunsets 301 lillie mae 302 mean jeans 303 the stroppies 304 poppies 305 twin shadow 306 vanishing twin *** 307 portrayal of guilt [EP + split single] 308 lucki [2 lps] 309 absolutely free 310 girl band 311 black midi 312 torche 313 perfume (best of) 314 white denim 315 clipping 316 the hu 317 big business 318 metro crowd 319 ex-vöid, 7" 320 broken social scene 321 lil pump 322 uranium club 323 doon kanda 324 hesitation wounds 325 sorry girls 326 bibio 327 red mass 328 the shins, single 329 lil keed 330 yeasayer 331 bts / blackpink KPOP 332 galen tipton, fake meat 333 the world, reddish 334 lanark artefax, ep 335 ladytron 336 g.s., schray 337 just mustard [single, more?] 338 mdou moctar 339 rangers, spirited discussion 340 tyson meade 341 dj nate 342 kelly lee owens 343 bambara 344 kilo kish 345 lusine 346 ralph heidel / homo ludens 347 psychic graveyard 348 homeshake 349 wives, so removed 350 proto idiot 351 let’s eat grandma, ost ep 352 foals 353 caroline shaw & attacca quartet 354 juan waters 355 mount eerie with julie doiron 356 mestozi 357 patio 358 oh baby, the art of sleeping alone 359 earth 360 haybaby 361 anna meredith 362 the caretaker (6) 363 rich brian 364 sunn o))), [two LPs] 365 alessandro cortini 366 ty segall 367 injury reserve 368 elucid 369 budos band 370 tim hecker 371 waqwaq kingdom 372 william doyle *** 373 innercity ensemble 374 filthy friends 375 prurient 376 shlohmo 377 bon iver 378 sean henry 379 yeesh 380 faye webster 381 megan thee stallion 382 squid, town centre 383 simulation (hausau mountain) 384 flying lotus 385 horse jumper of love 386 rap, export 387 lansky jones 388 the gonks 389 cate lebon 390 rome fortune 391 chain cult 392 empty set 393 big thief (2 lp's) 394 laura cannell [and polly wright album ?] or is there just a laura c album too ? }} 395 froth 396 thugwidow 397 organ tapes 398 the new pornographers 399 zonal 400 bbg baby joe 401 whitney 402 guards 403 anemone 404 sheer mag 405 nots 406 fujiya & miyag 407 kool aid, family portrait ep 408 frankie cosmos 409 kaputt 410 quelle chris 411 operators 412 marco benevento 413 elvis depressedly 414 school of language, 45 415 rob burger 416 pozi 417 redd kross 418 randy randall 419 yatta 420 hide, hell is here 421 bobby krlic, midsommar ost 422 planet england 423 kev brown 424 robedoor 425 tropical fuck storm 426 haram, 9/11 ep 427 candy, super-stare single 428 sly and the family drone 429 kevin morby 430 porches, rangerover [single] 431 odae 432 pottery 433 saint pepsi 434 slowthai 435 iggy pop 436 swans 437 iLOVEMAKONNEN 438 mukqs 439 feels 440 luke temple 441 oli xl 442 orphan swords 443 post pink 444 deli girls 445 nilüfer yanya 446 idk, is he real? 447 interpol 448 priests 449 galcher lustwerk 450 smokepurpp, various? 451 kindness 452 ex hex 453 sampa the great 454 methyl ethel 455 ellis, the fuzz ep 456 jeanines s/t 457 water from your eyes 458 twin peaks 459 sam cohen 460 fontaines dc 461 spiral stairs 462 the hecks 463 nicola ratti 464 four tet, various (inc. 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Callinan 636 possible humans 637 greys 638 kizuna ai 639 little simz 640 big bend 641 membranes, what nature gives… 642 young nudy 643 car seat headrest (live) 644 seahawks 645 dumbhop's party 646 julien chang 647 pacific yew 648 pharmakon 649 lomelda 650 versing 651 olden yolk 652 mekons 653 the dream syndicate 654 the gotobeds 655 amy klein 656 bABii 657 bill callahan 658 grlwood 659 van dale 660 ziúr 661 delicate steve 662 debby friday 663 dehd 664 south city hardware 665 kesha 666 (sandy) alex g 667 computer slime 668 fka twigs 669 rob halford, celestial 670 dean hurley 671 school of language 672 nicolas godin 673 blue hawaii 674 leggy 675 ceremony 676 his name is alive 677 third eye blind 678 sadgirl 679 ariana grande 680 skepta 681 dylan moon 682 jay mitta 683 the drums 684 kero kero bonito, ep 685 charly bliss 686 lee renaldo etc 687 rina mushonga 688 ulla straus 689 cherushii & maria minerva 690 slaughter beach, dog 691 maps 692 dj shadow 693 tool LOL 694 diiv 695 pixies 696 cuco 697 black peaches 698 subhumans 699 gurr 700 cashmere cat 701 brockhampton 702 fire-toolz 703 lambchop, LP + EP 704 messthetics 705 neuland 706 westkust 707 haelos 708 sturgill simpson 709 maria usbeck 710 king gizzard (2) 711 earthgang 712 paranoid london 713 fet.nat 714 bethlehem steel 715 neil young with crazy horse 716 tengger 717 guerilla toss 718 spelling 719 lizzo 720 wiki 721 dr00p, mkULTRAHD 722 ghost orchard 723 jane weaver 724 usa/mexico 725 carl stone 726 richard dawson *** 727 rafael toral 728 test dept 729 sacred paws 730 big krit 731 mallrat 732 jenn champion 733 moE/Mette Rasmussen, tolerancia picante 734 facs 735 yung lean, single (blue cup) and ep, more? 736 pissgrave 737 moodyman 738 sing sinck, sing 739 tyler the creator 740 sleater-kinney 741 dean blunt, zushi 742 cursive 743 barker, utlity 744 gemma 745 octavian 746 pronoun 747 girl ray 748 julia shapiro 749 nodding god 750 daniel saylor 751 jakob ogawa 752 richard youngs 753 diät 754 w00dy 755 omar souleyman 756 vōx EP 757 topdown dialectic 758 penelope islea 759 gbv 760 glass beach 761 james hoff, hobo ufo 762 euglossine 763 dream ritual 764 terry allen 765 office culture 766 ghostie, devour 767 beat detectives 768 red channel 769 octo octa 770 julien baker [toyko single] 771 shackleton as "tunes of negation" 772 sons of raphael 773 lena raine 774 fitted, first fits 775 velf 776 cvn 777 black country, new road, [2 singles only?] 778 chief keef 779 andrew bird, LP and EP 780 tamaryn 781 vagabon 782 zelooperz 783 brian jonestown massacre 784 angel dust 785 pere ubu 786 vatican shadow, church... 787 spencer radcliffe 788 mr muthafuckin exquire 789 earth to mickey 790 beak> 791 byron westbrook 792 major murphy 793 nicole yun 794 the divine comedy 795 sote, parallel persiao 796 the radio dept. 797 prince daddy & the hyena 798 mudhoney 799 truth club 800 shura 801 underworld, drift 802 lil texas 803 that dog 804 gary wilson / r. stevie moore 805 divino nino 806 spiral heads 807 claire cronin 808 devendra banhart 809 c.y.m. 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Undertale: Frost

Author's Note:

This was a story I had always intended to write, but never really found the time to. Now I've got more time to, having settled into my new job, working at a brand new hospital. With this story, I intend to be fairly historically accurate to the times the tale takes place in, and the cultures as well. I'll try hard to be respectful, and to be understanding, but I recognize I will make some mistakes. Don't hesitate to let me know what you think, and point out what you like and where I can improve. This story will be covering some very tough, hard subject matter, and I won't really shy away from it though I'll try to not create anything so dark it gets an M rating. Above all else, I want the story to FEEL real, and to feel like the people within actually, truly lived. If I can tell that story, and make you enjoy it, and make you perhaps think a little about the big issues within this story...I'll be happy.

Seriously, nothing makes a writer feel better than knowing people read their work. So please. Don't be afraid to comment or review. And so, without further ado, I give you my vision of the past. I give you...Frost.

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The sun softly lilted over the quiet city of Lincoln, England, the skies above filled with soft, lilting clouds as a gentle zephyr blew through the hair of those walking into the cathedral. It was the tallest building in the world, towering higher even than the Great Pyramid of Giza, with a magnificent central spire reaching to the heavens above in the center of the large church, and smaller spires at the front, its big, huge double doors open and letting all inside.

Even the monsters.

They passed their way into the cathedral's south entrance under the "Bishop's Eye", an enormous, beautiful stained glass rose window, a companion piece to the "Dean Eye" on the north where people would be exiting. This was, of course, deliberate, for the South represented the Holy Spirit, whilst the North stood for the Devil. The Bishop gazed out at the south, to invite in, whilst the Dean gazed out to the North to shun. The Cathedral, therefore, looked upon both Heaven and Hell…metaphorically speaking. All were welcome inside, but when they left by the North, they'd be reminded to be wary of the guiles of the evil one.

And there…there she was. One of the biggest reasons people had decided that perhaps letting the monster race into the town of Lincoln wasn't such a bad idea. She was clad in her plain robes, but her white fur shone beautifully, her eyes closed as she sang for the assembled crowds making their way into the church. The backup choir behind her harmonized along with her powerful yet soft voice, a voice likes that of an angel that instantly drew your attention. Though she had little tiny nubs for horns atop her faintly goat-like skull, and her finger's nails were somewhat pointed, the cute, large feet, the little sweet pot belly you could see, and her voice, the VOICE! All of that was disarming. Even her eyes weren't scary, though red in color, they were very close to brown, and came off as more soothing than sinister as Toriel, proud member of Saint Mary's Cathedral, sang for the masses, as Father White watched in his own soft robes not far away from the pulpit.

As Toriel sang, her cross necklace glinted in the light filtering in through the stained glass windows of the cathedral, and people were practically hypnotized as the words lilted through the air. Her words brought to mind soft grass in a valley, of the wind blowing through flowers, with petals dancing on the wind. It made you think of warm rays of the sun that faintly kissed your skin, and a tenderness that was rare to find on Earth.

"She's one of the good ones, without a doubt." Said Tobias's father as the young lad with the cute smile and rosy cheeks quietly watched her, blushing a bit more as he gazed at her face.

"She's, um…quite a lovely singer, yes." He finally murmured out.

"If only ALL the monsters had as fine a voice as this "Baphomine"." Tobias's father James commented with a sigh as he put his arm around his wife Marietta. Quite a few of the inhabitants in the church nodded at this quietly murmured remark, though Tobias flinched at this, and it comforted him to see quite a few people turning to give James a rather irritated and angry look. "Remember, Tobias. In the service of the lord, even beings as lowly and wretched as monsters can be made almost human. Truly, the church's mercy is a thing to admire that even such beasts can be admired in some way."

"Well…beasts can't talk…" Tobias muttered. "I've not ever heard a dog or cow or frog speak."

"Oh, they can imitate our language much like they imitate our songs, but I doubt they really understand it. Much like how a…PARROT can imitate human speech but not comprehend it. They're merely following our lead, my son." James reasoned. Tobias held his tongue, though for a brief, dark, horrible moment, he imagined kicking his father in the shins.

At last, Toriel had finished her song and bowed, as people clapped in the aisles, and Father White moved forward, nodding his head at Toriel, taking the young, teenage monster's hands in his. "Bless you, Toriel. Bless your heart. And bless all of thee for coming. The Lord be With You."

"And also with you." The masses repeated back.

"We profess our belief in the Lord, Jesus. For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, so that whomever believed in him should have eternal life. This is the Gospel of the Lord."

"Praise to you, Lord Jesus Christ."

Father White's thick black hair fell about his face as he his slightly scraggly-bearded face looked out among the throng. His blue eyes flitted very briefly over to Toriel before he spoke, loudly and firmly. "Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees! Hypocrites! For thou are like whited sepulchers, beautiful upon the outside, yet inwardly rotten, full of dead men's bones and all uncleanliness. Though thou appear outwardly righteous, within thee is hypocrisy and iniquity! The Gospel of Matthew, one of my absolute most favorite parts of all the New Testament. Every one of thee should know it. Matthew, one of the 12 Apostles, wrote this fine Gospel primarily for a specific audience. Do any here know who they were? Come, please. Raise thy hands. This is a safe place for all who want to believe, and you won't be judged or mocked if you get it wrong."

Tobias slowly raised a hand up, before anyone else, and when Father White pointed at him, he spoke as clearly as he could, Toriel's eyes looking right into his own. "Was the gospel written for the Jews, Father White?"

"Yes. Matthew makes mention of more Old Testament sections than any other gospel, and he saw Jesus as King of the Jews, who fulfills the prophecies within the Old Testament. He wanted Jewish people to be able to welcome Him into their hearts, and to convince them with that which they themselves held dear, the holy words and prophecies and lessons they took to heart. By showing them this, and the miracles Jesus performed, Matthew hoped they would welcome Jesus. Let us pray upon this."

He bowed his head, the people in the Cathedral following suit as Toriel bowed her own head. Come about 45 minutes later, the service was over, and she was nodding as people left the Cathedral…before quickly rushing over to one particular person. Or rather, one particular monster.

"Careful!" She quickly ushered the burning, constantly-on-fire Pyrope away from a tapestry just in time. Phew. Now the depiction of Christ on the cross wouldn't go up in flames! The big, coal-like, large-mouthed monster's head hopped up and down on the coiled, rope-like chest, stomach and lower body of his frame, wearing fancy sandals as the fiery hair he had slightly flared up before it cooled down at the sight of her worried face.

"My apologies." Percival Pyrope remarked, the burning fire upon his round, black, eyeless face turning into a very thin layer of fire, his "normal" state when he wasn't excited. The Pyrope and monsters much like him who could accidentally damage the church had to sit rather separated from the throngs of humans. Didn't want them burning down the church!

"Its alright, really. You've been VERY well behaved, thank you so kindly." Toriel said warmly, bowing at Percival Pyrope as he left the church and Toriel, in turn, walked over to Father White as he looked over a big copy of the Bible at his podium. "You were very, very considerate to use Matthew in today's sermon." She said, as Father Michael took her hands again and shook them.

"Anytime, Toriel. You are as a shining light in our church, and welcome here anytime you desire. You'll never be turned away from here." Father White insisted kindly as he briefly peered over Toriel's shoulder, taking notice of the fact that…yes. There he was. Little Toby had stayed behind and was nervously rocking back and forth on his feet. "May I help you, Toby?"

"Um…may I have confession, sir?"

"Of course. Come this way." Father White led Tobias off across the church and towards the booth used for confession as Toriel, in turn, made her way out of the church and towards the local inn to get lunch.

Though many of the townsfolk smiled a little at her, or bowed their heads, others quietly shuffled out of her way, a few muttering nervously, looking a bit pale as she entered the inn and sat down at a table, the innkeeper sending a server over to her as several people she'd not seen in town before glanced in her direction.

"…oh. Those. Let's…not stay. I'm not hungry at the moment." One of the men grumbled as his friends nodded, the bartender sighing a bit as he watched them leave, Toriel quickly digging into her robes pockets.

"Here, I'll pay a little extra to make up for your lost business."

"A pleasure doing business with you, then!" The innkeeper remarked with a big grin as he nodded at the server. "Hannah, give Ms. Choir Girl anything she'd like!"

"Not a problem at all…" Hannah said with a nod as she stood by Toriel. "So what do you want?"

"I'll have the usual." Toriel remarked as Hannah nodded, going off to get Toriel her salted meat dish she so adored, combined with a nice local ale as Toriel, in turn, took something else out of her pocket…silver shine polish for her cross necklace, a creation of her own design she'd made by herself. In fact, she made quite a bit of good money selling her artistic creations, and used a bit of the proceeds to help the church. It was only fair, she felt, given how they'd let her join, the first monster in Saint Mary's-

Toriel sniffed at the air, turning. Oh. A man behind her was looking over a pie that had been served to him and he tilted his head to the side as he examined it. "I wouldn't eat that if I were you, sir." Toriel spoke up softly as the man glanced up at her, then at the pie. "It smells…" She sniffed at the air. "Yes, I think whomever baked it didn't quite use proper butter."

"You can tell from smell?" The man asked. He HAD looked irritated looking at her but now his expression was one of wonder. "I had no idea. Is it because you Baphomine part goat?"

Toriel inwardly flinched, but she said nothing outwardly and shook her head. "No, no, my kind aren't part goat, we just resemble them somewhat. Much like how a statue only resembles a living being, but isn't truly one. And, uh…we'd prefer being called "púca", good sir."

"Pooka? That's…Irish, isn't it?" The man inquired, wearing a thick robe that looked quite fancy and having a short moustache and beard. He looked very nondescript otherwise as he sniffed the pie. "Well, I'll take your word for it. Thank you very much, Miss…um…your name?"

"Toriel."

"Do you have a second name?"

"Oh, no, we monsters don't always have that either."

"I'm learning so many things about your kind! My name's Hugh, by the way." He said with a small smile as, at last, Toriel's own meal arrived. "Please, sit with me. I'd like to know more about you and your kind. I don't mean to impose, but I've heard so much, and I'd like to come away from this knowing you and your ilk better."

Toriel nodded, and she moved her meal to his little table, sitting across from him. This wasn't the first time this had happened, and probably wouldn't be the last, but she didn't mind, not really. If it meant a better understanding of her people and of her, then this was fine. It reminded her of a story that Father White had said, of somebody seeing someone on the beach, picking up starfish and tossing them into the sea. The second person had admonished this starfish saver. "Look, there's hundreds of these, you'll never save them all. You can't think you're making a difference." But the other man had simply smiled, picked up another starfish, and tossed them off into the ocean, saying "It made a difference to THAT one."

Toriel would be that Good Samaritan. And Mr. Hugh would be yet another starfish. As she began to speak about her kind, she felt something almost familiar in him. Almost-

Ah. Now she realized. His hair. It was rather like that of her friend off in Wales. She wondered how he was doing.

As it were, winter was soon to settle in Wales, and the first quilting of clouds passed its way towards the ramparts of the castle on the hill. The sun's rays were being slowly but surely obscured by the greying blanket that was making its way over the inhabitants of the castle as the guard nonchalantly sat on its ramparts, keeping their eyes peeled. They had their weapons close at hand, ready to snatch up at a moments notice, bows had fresh drawstrings put in them, the spears had been finely shined and armor a-glinted in the few remaining rays of light that burst through the clouds above. A light wind ruffled through their hair as they looked about at each other, ready to make their move. The only question was…who would break first? Their opponent was crafty and calculating and-

"HA."

Lord Llywelyn Ap Iorwerth was smirking in delight, and he picked up the winnings from the men, shaking them about in one hand and looking supremely smug. His moustache quivered in that way it did whenever he was especially pleased with himself, his cloaked frame rising up as he put the winnings from the dice roll in his bag and shook it about in the air, his thick Welsh accent audible for all the men gathered about to hear. "Hear that, me lads? THAT'S the sound of success."

"Just wait." One of the men grumbled as his buddy scratched the bald patch in the midst of the spiky hair on either side of his head. "We'll get our money back soon enough. Another round!" He insisted, shaking his fist defiantly at their lord as his ponytail flopped off the side of his shoulder, his bowman friend adjusting the bag of arrows he had slung around his back. "How about it?" He asked as he turned to another pal.

"…I dunno, Arthus." The somewhat shorter, tubbier spearman shook his head as he plucked a bit at the stringed lute as had in his lap at the moment, humming a bit, his rather large chin slightly bouncing as he hummed a few bars, playing some more of the lute. "I think I want to cut my losses." He said, the slight wind in the air a-ruffling his somewhat poofy hair.

"Dylann is right. Ol' Bowen's up for anything…but not a second pounding at the dice." Bowen the Bowman said in his oddly low voice as he sighed and hung his head, shaking it back and forth. Sitting not far away two knights glanced at each other briefly as they stood on opposite sides of Lord Llywelyn, one with a half-visor esque helm who's lower half was slightly dotted with little holes, chainmail on his arms and legs as he hung his own head in dice defeat. His comrade, who wore a helm that was smooth and square-like and with a slightly jutting-out front with plate armor on his arms, but not his legs shook his head too.

"Gawain and I aren't interested in losing again."

"Iolo, come now!" proclaimed Arthus, looking rather mortified. "That's two week's pay you've lost!"

"And I don't want to lose another two weeks." The plate-mail having knight commented. "My dear "Artie"…one must know when to cut one's losses."

"Perhaps Elisud wants in?" Arthus asked as he and the others turned to the young lad who was looking out over the ramparts, who hadn't joined in the fun at all. Elisud, though being the youngest there at age 16, looked far older than he really was. He was already showing the beginnings of a five o'clock shadow with the faintest sign he was going to have quite the beard/moustache combination. He also had a bit of a receding hairline, his hair wafting about in the wind somewhat as he looked across the long stretches of grass to the east.

Elisud turned to look back at them, a slightly surprised…even annoyed…expression on his face. "Um…well, it is just…I mean, I've been told gambling is a sin, good sirs, and I don't want to sin. I AM going to be a Friar."

"Exactly. A Friar. You Franciscans have to take vows of chastity, poverty and obedience. Nothin' in there that says you can't GAMBLE, that ain't one of the 10 Commandments!" Arthus laughed.

"Besides, if you're concerned about the money…just give it back to these fine gentlemen. You can call that "charity"." Lord Llywelyn said with a smile at Elisud as he rubbed the back of his neck. Elisud had been training to be a self-taught Friar for weeks now, he'd read book after book about what it took and he wanted to establish a Franciscan monastery in Wales, there weren't ANY in the entire land and he wanted to be the first.

"Well…okay." He said at last before glancing back across the grass. "But are you absolutely sure we don't need to worry about them?" He wanted to know as he looked back over the long stretches of green at the distinctly white-skinned, odd mixture of ugly and cute that was sitting about 100 yards away from them. He'd been watching that froglike creature for a good ten minutes, and he'd been most unsettled at how it was just STARING at them all.

Froggits, they were called. They looked much like their namesakes, but there was…SOMETHING underneath their little bodies that peered out, some kind of bug of some kind that people suspected allowed the frog-like top to call forth flies to buzz forth and attack the monster's target. The fact that they were only about a foot tall made them a bit more worrisome to deal with than a normal frog, but still…

A frog monster with big stupid eyes that could summon a couple flies or so to buzz at you wasn't too intimidating. At least, the men clearly didn't think so as Dylann plucked at his lute some more and began to play a tune, the men sniggering all around.

"Elisud, it's a damn froggit. They're not scary!" Bowen said as he tapped his foot along to Dylann's tune, the others beginning to hum along as their Lord strolled over to Elisud to look over at the froglike creatures as well. "I mean, a good, hard shot from an arrow will send them scampering away."

"You could kick one into oblivion." Said Sir Iolo as Gawain nodded his agreement. "They're not as dangerous as the Melusine or the Baphomine race."

"Their magical skill's pathetic." Arthus commented. "All they do is summon flies."

Elisud glanced about. "…do any of you hear that?"

"Hear what?" Dylann asked as he stopped fooling with the lute, tilting his head to the side.

"Sort of a…buzzing noise?" Elisud murmured, looking over at the froggits, eyes a little narrowed. "Are they trying to summon their flies?"

"I don't see any over there." The lord remarked as he gazed upon the froggits as well, tilting his head somewhat.

"Really, don't worry, Elisud! The foolish froggits may have numbers but that is all they have. Should any attempt to get within reach of the castle, we shall let loose our arrows on them and they shall perish from the onslaught." Sir Gawain offered to Elisud. "Now come, come!" Gawain rose up too and clasped Elisud on the back. "Try a liiiiittle bit of gambling. You've got a good month to go before you leave us and get started on building the monastery. You can live a little."

"And it's of course an honor to build it with your permission…and money, Lord Llywelyn." Elisud added with a bow. "But if thee don't mind my asking, why did your wife want to help me set it up?"

"I suspect that papal decree from Pope Honorius III has gotten her very grateful towards the Church." Lord Llewelyn mused aloud. "Who am I to deny her? Now come, come! You want to win this gold, don't you?" He asked, shaking the bag about, making it jingle with its many coins. Elisud smiled warmly and sat down on the ramparts as his lord did the same, and Sir Gawain and Iolo began to hum merrily, Dylann beginning to sing as he so often did whilst Bowen and Arthus got out their own respective instruments from nearby bags, a flute and a viol, playing along with Dylann as he closed his eyes and sang joyously.

The song wafted through the air as Elisud and Lord Llywelyn rolled their dice, eager to keep the fun going as the minutes went on, the singing making the group practically glow with a kind of warm, soft light that brought a smile to Elisud's face. Still, even though he was enjoying their singing immensely, he couldn't bring himself to join in, whenever he tried to open his mouth to join in the revelry, he felt himself choke up, his neck tightening.

"If only I had a bit more bravery in me." He sighed sadly. Still, he didn't mind. It was just…nice…to enjoy his time with his wonderful, wonderful comrades here, and nice to have such a good, sweet lord.

"Alas. Snake eyes." His lord sighed as he hung his head, Elisud cheerily holding up the bag of gold he'd just gotten.

"Winning!" He giggled as he held the top open and, one after the other, poured out the winnings for everyone else to take hold of in their palms. "Here you are everyone. My sincerest compliments." He remarked before an idea came to him and he made his way towards the eastern rampart's wall, holding up the still-remaining coins in one hand. "Hello? Froggits?"

The frog monsters ALL turned to look directly in his direction.

"Look, if I were to give thee some coins, would thoust please leave?" Elisud inquired, the rest of his group looking a bit stunned by this, whilst his Lord sighed somewhat. The froggits glanced about at each other, and then "harrumphed".

"Mayhaps they don't have anywhere to put it. Ah well." Lord Llywelyn said with a shrug. "Not everyone welcomes the virtue of charity." He remarked as Elisud walked over to him, giving HIM the last bit of gold he had left, a look of surprise popping on the ruler of Wales's face.

"You didn't have to give me any of it back, I lost it, fair and square." Lord Llywelyn remarked.

"You're already giving me so much, sir." Elisud insisted with a beaming smile. "I could NEVER thank thee enough for that but at the very least I can give you a bit of coinage. Mayhaps use it to buy your wife a new dress with my compliments and deepest gratitude?"

Then he heard it once more. "There it is again!" He groaned, looking left and right. "That BUZZING noise. Don't all of thee hear it?"

The others glanced around, then Bowen sighed as he rose up, readying his bow and arrow and peering down over the ramparts, looking down the walls. "I don't see any silly froggit flies trying to climb up the walls." He called out. "You sure you're not a-hearin' things, Elisud?" He inquired as Elisud rose up, looking about, holding a hand to his ear and closing his eyes.

"The sound is coming from…over…there." He said, gesturing off towards the west as he quickly made his way to the far side of the castle, strolling over a connected pathway bridge, finally arriving at the other side…and his eyes bulged wide with horror. "OH MY GOD!"

Oh his God indeed, for now he saw what the buzzing noise was. The froggits on the eastern side had been a distraction, for a much larger frog that was a good three feet tall and with a crown upon its head stood there, eyes burning like coals, its mouth looking almost like it had been sewn shut, ready to burst open and let loose a horrific, soul-shattering croak. Underneath its body were burning, sickeningly bright eyes, and sweeping all about it…was a SWARM of flies that were sweeping along the grass, barreling towards the castle.

"SIRS! SIRS! We've got a MASSIVE, crowned Froggit to the west!" Elisud cried out. "He's unleashing a swarm of flies upon us all!" Elisud cried out as the men in the courtyard below and on the ramparts immediately bolted upright. Cries rang out as they took hold of their weaponry, Lord Llywelyn seeing the froggits on the east racing towards them.

"They are trying to ensnare us in a pincer movement! We must strike back! Ready your positions! Take aim with your bows, my bowmen and fire, fire, fire! Get me some boiling oil to keep them from getting inside the castle!" He roared out as Elisud reached into the folds of his robes, readying the small crossbow he had by his side as he got out his small little quiver of bows. He drew the string back, readying the bow as he took aim, then cringed. No, no, he could maybe hit a FEW flies but he'd never be able to do any proper damage.

"Light your arrows!" Lord Llywelyn yelled as he and others held up torches, the arrowmen lighting up the arrows they were ready to fire as Elisud did the same, nodding at his lord. "We'll be able to strike more down this way! Here they come!"

The flies had almost reached the castle, that horrific, foul, unnatural buzzing filling the air as the Final Froggit let loose a big, loud, ear-splitting GRRROAAAARRRKKKKK of a noise, and Lord Llywelyn cried "FIRE!"

THWOOSH-THWOOSH-THWOOSH! Arrows soared forth, rapped in burning flames, barreling down at the flies, others aimed at the onslaught of froggits. The screeches and cries of dying Froggits was oddly human in how they sounded, it was SCARY how much a frog's cry was like a man's. But down they went all the same as the bowmen kept firing, big, large, burning chunks getting torn through the ensuing flies. The horde broke again and again, the attempt to break through the castle defenses appeared to be failing.

But Elisud could see a distinctly smug look on the Final Froggit's face. He kept hopping leisurely towards the castle, and the flies kept coming. Elisud didn't know why he was so smug and cheery but-

Then he realized why as he reached into his quiver and found out that he'd run out of arrows. And evidently, so had most of his friends! The men were clearly out of arrows and now they were trying to pour down boiling oil as the flies soared towards them…but the flies could dodge these far more easily than the arrows, soaring up, away from the boiling oil to shoot down at the men.

"AGGGHHH!" Elisud could see his comrades being swarmed by loads and loads of flies. Though the Froggit assault from their front line had failed miserably, the Final Froggit's flies were succeeding very well. They tried to swat and slash and bat at the insects sweeping all about them, getting in their eyes, biting at their flesh, but though they knocked several of them down, it was proving nigh-impossible to kill the little pests.

Only those who'd put on armor had some degree of protection as they were being kept from being bit…until the flies got into their hoods, forcing folks like Gawain and Iolo to rip their helmets off as quickly as they could, spluttering, coughing, digging at their eyes, the flies trying to eat their eyeballs out!

Elisud gasped in horror, surrounded on all sides by his beset friends, the screaming of the dying and the hurt and the terrified all around him. He had to do something. ANYTHING! Anything at all! He had to get rid of all of these flies! He turned, seeing the Final Froggit now atop the ramparts, a distinctly smug look on its features as it stuck its tongue out mockingly at him.

"Not so high and mighty in your castle NOW, are you, humans?" It inquired as Elisud felt a shudder go over him, the frog-like monster gazing right at him as…something unexpected happened.

In fact…three things happened in quick succession.

PING! A big, green heart manifested in midair in front of Elisud, and the Final Froggit sneered at him again, Elisud's eyes widening.

A powerful, yet oddly soothing and tender balm of emerald light rose up around Esliud's frame as his vibrant verdant eyes sparkled.

And he covered his face and his head with his arms, flopping onto his knees, wanting the flies and the froggy monster to just go away, as an enormous, pulsating, throbbing shield of green light cascaded forth, shooting out from his body. THA-THWOOOOM! All of the flies around him, and the Final Froggit too, went sailing through the air, the other flies dissolving away in midair as the Final Froggit's concentration was shattered by the sudden burst of what could only be described…

As MAGIC. Pure Green Magic…from a Soul of Kindness.

TRHROMPH. He hit the ground, groaning, the men gazing in amazement, fear and wonder at Elisud as he looked down at his hands, which slightly glowed with the same green light as the shield, the Final Froggit quickly hopping away from the castle as fast as his little legs could carry him, not wanting to stick around to fight a MAGE as Lord Llywelyn approached Elisud, and the obvious question came from his lips.

"Elisud…how in the name of everything holy did you do that?"

"I haven't any idea." Elisud whispered. "…what did I just DO?"

"That's MAGIC, my boy. Magic, right there. No doubt about it!" Gawain whispered, bite marks all over his cheeks and left side of his face, whilst poor Bowen was missing one of his fingers, nibbled off by the flies as he had his hand wrapped up, and was cringing in pain. "I've only heard stories of the wonders of the mages."

"Does anyone know anything of what green magic does?" Dylann inquired as Iolo rubbed over his eye. He had a VERY nasty wound, the flies had tried to eat it out of its socket and had eaten the eyelid away.

"It's healing magic. Shielding magic. The sign of a compassionate and kind soul." He whispered as Elisud's mouth fell agape. "Perchance he could heal our wounds."

"I can…try." Elisud murmured.

"Try to think of how you used it just now. What was going through your mind?" Lord Llywelyn asked, putting a hand on Elisud's shoulder as he bit his lip.

"I…just wanted that monster to leave us alone. That thought flared in my mind, in my heart. I just wanted him to GO, and…and something erupted up inside me."

"Concentrate then on…Bowen, for starters. Bowen, your wound!" Lord Llywelyn proclaimed as Bowen raced over to Elisud, the others watching on in awe, as Esliud held onto Bowen's hand. "Think only of healing his wound. Try to picture his healed hand in your mind. All of you, stay silent! Let him focus. Let him breathe. Let him feel the swell of healing light within." The lord reasoned as Esliud took in deep, long breaths, as he closed his eyes, his hands feeling over Bowen's injured hand, picturing the flesh growing back.

Slowly but surely, he felt the surge a-swelling up in him but…no, no, it was more like a soft ripple. A gentle wave, a balm that soothingly slid from his hands in a tender green aura, as Bowen's finger began to grow back, good as new, right before their eyes.

"Tis a miracle." Bowen softly whispered, tears brimming in his eyes. "Tis truly a blessing from God himself that you'd gain this power, at our most dire hour! There can't be any other explanation!"

"Now, now, Elisud has other wounds to treat. But once he has finished, we celebrate." Lord Llywelyn proclaimed firmly as he gently patted Elisud's back. "Esliud, your hands were meant to heal, that much is true. And we'll celebrate tonight with a glorious feast in your name."

"I don't know if I deserve it, sir. Anyone with my gift would surely do the same." Esliud said humbly as he blushed somewhat.

"Then we'll celebrate to God's grace, that allowed us to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat. Sound better to thy ears?" Lord Llywelyn asked as Esliud warmly smiled back.

"I don't think God would mind that at all, sir. Nor would I. You all honor me with your faith in my new skills, I only hope I can do right by you." He insisted with a bow of his head.

Meanwhile, the Final Froggit had made his way far across the expanse to the west, and had found refuge within the forest, a deep, dark woods indeed. The lack of sun from the quilt of clouds above made the only light from within be illuminated all the more as a burning figure stood in powerful armor, sitting on a big, gigantic dolmen, surrounded by a host of other creatures, all of whom were radically different from each other. There were creatures with only one eye and nasty, foul horns, the eye in the center of their gigantic head. It would blink every once in a while, and shift, and the one eye became two tiny ones with a little, smirking mouth. Another being would have been adorable in its tiny little winged armor, save for the coldness that emanated from its helmet as it spun a spear about. A big, hulking, horned knight of a monster had a gigantic Morningstar resting upon its shoulder, and it turned to the burning, humanoid being in armor, clearing its throat.

"The Regimental Leader of the Froggit Squad's Welsh Platoon 1 is here, sir."

The Final Froggit was allowed to pass by the towering behemoth of a monster as the burning being folded his arms over his chest. Upon examination, the being was…just barely an adult. He looked eighteen, really, with fire for skin, for hair, and lacking a proper face, save for two yellowish, intense spots that resembled eyes.

"How did it go?"

"…miserably." The Regimental Leader sighed. "I'm very, very sorry Lord Grillersby. They had a mage with them. One blast of his shield scattered my flies and sent me flying, and my divisions…well…I have no divisions. They crumbled from the onslaught of arrows, and are now but dust in the wind."

"That is very unfortunate." Grillersby, better known as "Grillby" to his friends, sighed as he hopped off the dolmen and paced back and forth. "Still, we need a good foothold in Wales and killing their king would finally teach the humans they can't keep pushing us around. He's the weakest and easiest to get to of all the rulers of these islands. If we can't get to him, we certainly won't be able to get any of the others!"

"What of the one they call Cu Chulainn, sir?" The Regimental Leader asked as everyone else drew in a deep, harsh breath. "Has Melusine not proven effective against him?"

"You would THINK." Grillersby grunted. "…you would think. Unfortunately, it would seem the rumors are true. He's as a demon on the field of battle. Sigh." He hung his head. "I'm going to have to write back to poor Asgore and let him know the bad news. And that means he's going to have to give his Father the bad news. And I'll have to deliver it myself to ensure the letter isn't intercepted before it gets to our dear skeletal friends in England..."

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sailorportia · 6 years ago

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Fictober Day Twenty: I Hope You Have A Speech Prepared

Anime: Little Witch Academia

Pairing: Hannah England x Akko Kagari

“I hope you have a speech prepared,” Croix told her leads, "because you kids are going to give us an amazing show."

"Our efforts are no more important than that of others in this production," Diana said. "We owe our success to yourself, our director, as well as Professor Ursula. One cannot ignore the contributions of the supporting cast, the production team, the costume department, the—"

"Calm down, Cavendish," Amanda said. "She didn't mean it literally and she didn't mean right now."

Diana shot Amanda a steely look. "My apologies, O'Neill. I can see that I've offended you by acknowledging the talents of people other than yourself."

Akko and Hannah nudged their respective acting partners. Diana and Amanda quieted down, but their eyes met over the others' heads.

"That was a great rehearsal, girls," Ursula said encouragingly. "But there are a few things you could polish to make your performances perfect." The lists may or may not have been slightly exaggerated in order to push the girls into practicing with each other.

Croix handed each of the girls a paper with a list of things to work on and some suggestions. Akko looked at hers and saw a note in Croix's handwriting: "Relieve your tension with Hannah." She quickly shoved the paper into her pocket before Hannah could read it.

"Now get to practice, kids," Croix said. "We only have a few days to make this thing perfect, so take today to iron out the kinks."

Ursula almost rammed her heel into her girlfriend's foot, but to do so would reveal something was amiss, if Croix's comment wasn't obvious enough.

Hannah linked arms with Akko. "You're mine for the rest of the day," she said. Her only hope to offset Croix's innuendo was to counter by leaning into it. She lead Akko away to the Blue Team's dorm room, while Diana and Amanda apparently parted ways.

When the girls were out of sight, Ursula elbowed her girlfriend. "You can't just come out and say that! You're going to make them too nervous to go through with it!"

"Don't worry about it," Croix replied, rubbing her sore arm. "I put the thought in their heads. They're not going to be able to focus on anything but each other. Let's check them out for love bites tomorrow. OW! Stop doing that!"

Croix's prediction was right on the money; Akko and Hannah were dwelling on? dreading? anticipating? their practicing the kissing scenes. They delayed the inevitable by practicing other scenes with each other first.

Akko took up the role of Benedick and bantered with Hannah. Unlike Amanda, Akko recited the barbs playfully, her tone more teasing than antagonistic. No wonder Amanda got the part; Akko was too kind.

They practiced dancing, the elegant movements of which had stumped Akko. Hannah's upper-class education demanded that she could dance as easily breathing; not only could she help Akko, she delighted in it. On reflex she held Akko close, put her friend's hand on her waist, and grasped her other hand tightly. Only too late did she realize what she'd one, and she had to go with it, regardless of the heat radiating from their too-close faces.

"I think you've got it now," Hannah said as the music ended. "It's been a pleasure dancing with you, Akko."

"Oh, that's good," Akko replied. Silence rose between them until they realized they were still holding hands. They jumped apart and rushed to their scripts.

"Um, which of the problem scenes should we practice first?" Hannah asked, nervously running her fingers through the end of her ponytail.

"Mine is first in the play, so let's do that first," Akko reasoned, attempting to assert logic over her unruly emotions for once. "Um, let's go from line 305."

Hannah cleared her throat and got back into character. "Speak, count, 'tis your cue."

Akko glanced at the script and began her reading, once again directing the romantic declarations at Hannah. "Silence is the perfectest herald of joy:"—both girls contemplated all the awkward silences between them—"I were but little happy, if I could say how much. Lady, as you are mine, I am yours: I give away myself for you and dote upon the exchange."

Hannah's breath caught in her throat. She paused before reading her line. "Speak, cousin; or, if you cannot, stop his mouth with a kiss, and let not him speak neither."

Hannah switched seamlessly from the role of Beatrice to the role of Hero. Akko stepped toward her and assumed the position for a fake kiss. Hannah found herself leaning into Akko's palm.

Their faces drew closer, their noses almost bumping, eliciting a nervous laugh from both of them. Neither could they ignore the negligible distance between their mouths, nor could they the tempting sensation of each other's breath tickling the sensitive skin of their lips...

"I-I-I think that's good," Hannah stuttered, withdrawing from their feigned kiss. What's going on? she asked herself. For a second there I almost considered...

"Y-yeah, y-you're right," Akko replied. What the heck? Diana never made that kind of face. Either I did terribly, or I did really well...

Both girls lingered on their scripts, pretending to have trouble finding the next scene. As if caught in the gravity of a black hole of sexual tension, their minds were inescapably drawn to thoughts about their truth or dare kiss and the resulting awkwardness. That was too close, they both thought. Any closer and I would've ruined everything...

Hannah couldn't stall any longer. "From line 91."

Akko stared at Hannah for a moment before reading. "A miracle! here's our own hands against our hearts." She took Hannah's hand in hers. "Come, I will have thee; but, by this light, I take thee for pity." Her voice was missing the self-deceiving tones of Benedick; she almost sounded earnest...

Hannah's pulse quickened. "I would not deny you; but, by this good day, I yield upon great persuasion; and partly to save your life, for I was told you were in a consumption." She found herself lost in Akko's caring, crimson eyes...

They stood very close, too close. Akko touched Hannah's face gently, delicately, and in a manner completely inconsistent with the stage directions. Not knowing why, she tucked a stray strand of hair behind Hannah's ear, trailing her finger down her acting partner's jaw line...

"Peace!" Akko breathed. "I will stop your mouth." She was extremely aware of the movement of her tongue as she pronounced the voiceless fricative in the word "mouth." She was also extremely aware of Hannah's mouth, which drew closer to hers—or maybe hers moved closer to Hannah's. They were mere centimetres apart, millimetres apart... The slightest jitter would bring their lips together, culminating in their second kiss...

They froze as the door opened and they were interrupted by someone with graceful footsteps and a mild voice. "How dost thou, Benedick, the married man?"

Akko and Hannah jumped apart rather than together, their near-kiss disappearing like dew in the morning sun.

"DIANA!?" They yelled in unison.

Diana wore something of a triumphant grin, amusement and vindication dancing in her eyes as she surveyed the scene before her. "I appear to have interrupted something."

"N-n-no!" Akko stuttered. "We were just, uh, um, practicing!"

"I see." Diana's amusement didn't abate. If anything she was delighted by the nervous response.

"S-so how was your practice?" Hannah asked, attempting deflection. "Did you make any progress with your scenes?"

"Unfortunately, no. Amanda and I are a poor match."

"Well, that's too bad," Akko said. "Say, I've got to get going. I have homework to do." She laughed apprehensively. Truth be told she wasn't as worried about what Diana had witnessed as she was perplexed by what had almost happened.

She was simultaneously relieved and reluctant to leave Hannah's side. As Akko crossed the room, she heard Diana whisper something only she could hear: "Next time, make your move a little quicker, dear."

Akko's knees almost gave out. She only barely made it to the door, and once she closed it she slumped against the wall. Her thoughts were a whirlwind of overwhelming stimuli. At the eye of the hurricane were two questions: Is Diana... telling me to kiss Hannah? Do I want to?

#fictober #fictober 2018 #little witch academia #lwa #hanakko #hannah england #akko kagari #yuri #my fanfiction

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miajolensdevotion · 2 years ago

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April 17, 2021

Verse: 1 samuel 1 Write/ Copy Gods words :

1 Now there was a certain man of Ramathaimzophim, of mount Ephraim, and his name was Elkanah, the son of Jeroham, the son of Elihu, the son of Tohu, the son of Zuph, an Ephrathite: 2 And he had two wives; the name of the one was Hannah, and the name of the other Peninnah: and Peninnah had children, but Hannah had no children. 3 And this man went up out of his city yearly to worship and to sacrifice unto the Lord of hosts in Shiloh. And the two sons of Eli, Hophni and Phinehas, the priests of the Lord, were there. 4 And when the time was that Elkanah offered, he gave to Peninnah his wife, and to all her sons and her daughters, portions: 5 But unto Hannah he gave a worthy portion; for he loved Hannah: but the Lord had shut up her womb. 6 And her adversary also provoked her sore, for to make her fret, because the Lord had shut up her womb. 7 And as he did so year by year, when she went up to the house of the Lord, so she provoked her; therefore she wept, and did not eat. 8 Then said Elkanah her husband to her, Hannah, why weepest thou? and why eatest thou not? and why is thy heart grieved? am not I better to thee than ten sons? 9 So Hannah rose up after they had eaten in Shiloh, and after they had drunk. Now Eli the priest sat upon a seat by a post of the temple of the Lord. 10 And she was in bitterness of soul, and prayed unto the Lord, and wept sore. 11 And she vowed a vow, and said, O Lord of hosts, if thou wilt indeed look on the affliction of thine handmaid, and remember me, and not forget thine handmaid, but wilt give unto thine handmaid a man child, then I will give him unto the Lord all the days of his life, and there shall no razor come upon his head. 12 And it came to pass, as she continued praying before the Lord, that Eli marked her mouth. 13 Now Hannah, she spake in her heart; only her lips moved, but her voice was not heard: therefore Eli thought she had been drunken. 14 And Eli said unto her, How long wilt thou be drunken? put away thy wine from thee. 15 And Hannah answered and said, No, my lord, I am a woman of a sorrowful spirit: I have drunk neither wine nor strong drink, but have poured out my soul before the Lord. 16 Count not thine handmaid for a daughter of Belial: for out of the abundance of my complaint and grief have I spoken hitherto. 17 Then Eli answered and said, Go in peace: and the God of Israel grant thee thy petition that thou hast asked of him. 18 And she said, Let thine handmaid find grace in thy sight. So the woman went her way, and did eat, and her countenance was no more sad. 19 And they rose up in the morning early, and worshipped before the Lord, and returned, and came to their house to Ramah: and Elkanah knew Hannah his wife; and the Lord remembered her. 20 Wherefore it came to pass, when the time was come about after Hannah had conceived, that she bare a son, and called his name Samuel, saying, Because I have asked him of the Lord. 21 And the man Elkanah, and all his house, went up to offer unto the Lord the yearly sacrifice, and his vow. 22 But Hannah went not up; for she said unto her husband, I will not go up until the child be weaned, and then I will bring him, that he may appear before the Lord, and there abide for ever. 23 And Elkanah her husband said unto her, Do what seemeth thee good; tarry until thou have weaned him; only the Lord establish his word. So the woman abode, and gave her son suck until she weaned him. 24 And when she had weaned him, she took him up with her, with three bullocks, and one ephah of flour, and a bottle of wine, and brought him unto the house of the Lord in Shiloh: and the child was young. 25 And they slew a bullock, and brought the child to Eli. 26 And she said, Oh my lord, as thy soul liveth, my lord, I am the woman that stood by thee here, praying unto the Lord. 27 For this child I prayed; and the Lord hath given me my petition which I asked of him: 28 Therefore also I have lent him to the Lord; as long as he liveth he shall be lent to the Lord. And he worshipped the Lord there.

What is your Favorite verse(s):

16 Count not thine handmaid for a daughter of Belial: for out of the abundance of my complaint and grief have I spoken hitherto. 17 Then Eli answered and said, Go in peace: and the God of Israel grant thee thy petition that thou hast asked of him. 18 And she said, Let thine handmaid find grace in thy sight. So the woman went her way, and did eat, and her countenance was no more sad. 19 And they rose up in the morning early, and worshipped before the Lord, and returned, and came to their house to Ramah: and Elkanah knew Hannah his wife; and the Lord remembered her.

Explain in your own words what you just read:

1 and 2 Samuel form one book in the ancient Hebrew manuscripts. They were not divided into two books until the Old Testament was translated into Greek. We don’t know who wrote the books; certainly, Samuel was a major contributor, but much of the book takes place after his death in 1 Samuel 25. They are called the books of 1 and 2 Samuel, not because Samuel wrote all of them, but because they describe his great ministry in Israel and the legacy of it.

Commitment / what will i do : I will not worship God through sacrifice at any time and in any way they pleased

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violettesiren · 2 years ago

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O, why do I hold thee, my fair, only rose, My bright little treasure—so dear; And love thee a thousand times better than those, In thousands, that lately were here?

Because, like a friend, when the many depart, As fortune's cold storms gather round, Till all from without chills the desolate heart, My sweet winter-flower, thou art found!

Because that for me thou hast budded and blown, I look with such fondness on thee; That, while I've no other, I call thee my own, And feel thou art living for me.

I know thee. I've studied thy delicate form, Till reared from the root to the flower, That opens to-day, in a season of storm! To brighten so dreary an hour.

How could I so lavishly scatter my sight On those, that the gay summer-sun Had nursed with his beams, when I find such delight In having and loving but one?

And while thou dost modestly blush at the praise, That thus I in secret bestow, It heightens thy beauty, and only can raise The strain, high and higher to flow.

Although thou must droop, as our dearest ones will, I'll tenderly watch thy decline; And, in thy sad moments, I'll cherish thee still, Because thou hast cheered me in mine.

Then, hallowed like dust of a friend in the tomb, I'll lay thy pale leaves safe away, Where memory often shall give them the bloom That brightened my dark winter day.

The Winter Rose by Hannah Flagg Gould

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Best of the Best 2018

My yearly roundup of the the best forms of entertainment that I consumed this during the past 365 days. Let me know if you anything on this list also makes the top of your 2018 roundup too, always down to chat about my favorites!

Literature

Becoming by Michelle Obama- Michelle's moving testimony of her lived experiences before and during life in the White House, is simply, a must read. She writes with charm and grace about her life and I was moved to tears multiple times.

Hannah Senesh: Her Life and Diary- One of those historical documents that maybe not everyone has read, but absolutely should. The way Hannah wrote of her life in the 1930s Europe and later in Palestine, gives insight into the Jewish experience from that time period. In addition, she didn't shy away from her thoughts, her preoccupations with the things women do think and care about (like relationships, becoming a better poet, travel, etc). It is likely that you have read her poems "A Walk to Caesarea" and "Blessed is the Match," but this book includes her full breadth of writings left behind.

The Duchess of Bloomsbury Street by Helene Hanff- For anyone who has ever read 84 Charring Cross Road and not known their was a sequel... get thee to a used bookstore and track down this lovely tome! Helene's diary of her first time in England made me cry and laugh throughout.

Einstein and the Rabbi by Naomi Levy- I have not totally finished this book, but have read enough to attest to its brilliance. I am reading it slowly, it is sat next to my bedside and I pick it up every few days and read a chapter or two. It is one of those books about Jewish concepts that you want to savor slowly, let it sink in over time, rather then rush reading it.

Television

The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel- The episodes that take place in the Catskills are probably some of my favorite bits of television ever. Utterly brilliant and completely, and unabashedly Jewish.

Queer Eye- Absolutely cannot forget about the fact that 2018 was the year we were introduced to the fab 5. I am obsessed and I love how these men are using their platform to spread goodness in the world. Plus, I genuinely now quote Antoni's, "a Mac & Cheese can be so personal," all the time.

Schitts Creek- This show is totally delightful and hilarious. Plus, I love the character growth that has occurred over the last few seasons for the Rose family.

Derry Girls- A late addition to my list, as I only watched it the other day! But this show is brilliant and reminds me of My Mad Fat Diary, in that it is slightly nutty and is about teenagers in the 90s. A wonderfully done Irish show that takes place in Northern Ireland during the troubles. I've learned a bit about that time period, as its something I vaguely knew about but didn't quite know enough. But it's done in a way thats more of a slice of life rather than taking itself too seriously.

Movies

The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Society- I loved the book when it came out a few years ago and now I love the movie. It ticks all the boxes of what I want from a historical fiction movie: dynamic female lead, handsome slightly brooding but kind romantic lead, beautiful costumes, and a story that makes me cry.

To All The Boys I've Loved Before- This movie is so enjoyable to watch and a perfect addition to the teen rom-com genre.

Crazy Rich Asians- Obviously a historic movie in a number of ways, but it is also, just so damn good. Awkwafina was the breakout star for me, she absolutely took her role and ran with it.

Music

Youthful Hearts by Axel Flovent- A wonderful Icelandic artist whose EP has probably been played almost daily since it was released this fall. My favorite song from it at the moment is, "Stars."

F.A.M.E. by Maluma- Apparently this was my most played album on Spotify for 2018. What can I say, I needed a poppy-bop for the summer?! It is a great album though.

Be More Kind by Frank Turner- A meditation on the state of the world, including US politics and social climate by an Englishman. At times a bit dark but with an underlying vibe of hope. The title track is especially so beautiful and worth a listen.

The High Low- Journalists Dolly and Pandora do the best round up of pop-culture, news, and books each week on this podcast. Each episode feels as if you are listening to your best friends tell you about the cool new things they've discovered.

Quotes

"Do I believe in God? I don’t know. For me he is more a symbol and expression of the moral forces in which I believe. Despite everything, I believe the world was created for good and that there is nothing on earth so evil that a ray of light can’t seep through, or a pinch of good can’t be seen."-Hannah Senesh, Her Life and Diary

“That's the way to live: to stick your hand into the world's infinite outside, turn the outside inside out, the world into a room and god into a little soul inside the infinite body.” -Yehuda Amichai, from the poem, My Son Was Drafted Today

“What if the mightiest word is love? Love beyond marital, filial, national. Love that casts a widening pool of light.” -Elizabeth Alexander, from the poem, Praise Song for the Day

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Now there was a certain man of Ramathaim–zophim, of mount Ephraim, and his name was Elkanah, the son of Jeroham, the son of Elihu, the son of Tohu, the son of Zuph, an Ephrathite: And he had two wives; the name of the one was Hannah, and the name of the other Peninnah: and Peninnah had children, but Hannah had no children. And this man went up out of his city yearly to worship and to sacrifice unto the Lord of hosts in Shiloh. And the two sons of Eli, Hophni and Phinehas, the priests of the Lord , were there. And when the time was that Elkanah offered, he gave to Peninnah his wife, and to all her sons and her daughters, portions: But unto Hannah he gave a worthy portion; for he loved Hannah: but the Lord had shut up her womb. And her adversary also provoked her sore, for to make her fret, because the Lord had shut up her womb. And as he did so year by year, when she went up to the house of the Lord , so she provoked her; therefore she wept, and did not eat. Then said Elkanah her husband to her, Hannah, why weepest thou? and why eatest thou not? and why is thy heart grieved? am not I better to thee than ten sons? So Hannah rose up after they had eaten in Shiloh, and after they had drunk. Now Eli the priest sat upon a seat by a post of the temple of the Lord . And she was in bitterness of soul, and prayed unto the Lord , and wept sore. And she vowed a vow, and said, O Lord of hosts, if thou wilt indeed look on the affliction of thine handmaid, and remember me, and not forget thine handmaid, but wilt give unto thine handmaid a man child, then I will give him unto the Lord all the days of his life, and there shall no razor come upon his head. And it came to pass, as she continued praying before the Lord , that Eli marked her mouth. Now Hannah, she spake in her heart; only her lips moved, but her voice was not heard: therefore Eli thought she had been drunken. And Eli said unto her, How long wilt thou be drunken? put away thy wine from thee. And Hannah answered and said, No, my Lord, I am a woman of a sorrowful spirit: I have drunk neither wine nor strong drink, but have poured out my soul before the Lord . Count not thine handmaid for a daughter of Belial: for out of the abundance of my complaint and grief have I spoken hitherto. Then Eli answered and said, Go in peace: and the God of Israel grant thee thy petition that thou hast asked of him. And she said, Let thine handmaid find grace in thy sight. So the woman went her way, and did eat, and her countenance was no more sad. And they rose up in the morning early, and worshipped before the Lord , and returned, and came to their house to Ramah: and Elkanah knew Hannah his wife; and the Lord remembered her. Wherefore it came to pass, when the time was come about after Hannah had conceived, that she bare a son, and called his name Samuel, saying, Because I have asked him of the Lord . And the man Elkanah, and all his house, went up to offer unto the Lord the yearly sacrifice, and his vow. But Hannah went not up; for she said unto her husband, I will not go up until the child be weaned, and then I will bring him, that he may appear before the Lord , and there abide for ever. And Elkanah her husband said unto her, Do what seemeth thee good; tarry until thou have weaned him; only the Lord establish his word. So the woman abode, and gave her son suck until she weaned him. And when she had weaned him, she took him up with her, with three bullocks, and one ephah of flour, and a bottle of wine, and brought him unto the house of the Lord in Shiloh: and the child was young. And they slew a bullock, and brought the child to Eli. And she said, Oh my Lord, as thy soul liveth, my Lord, I am the woman that stood by thee here, praying unto the Lord . For this child I prayed; and the Lord hath given me my petition which I asked of him: Therefore also I have lent him to the Lord ; as long as he liveth he shall be lent to the Lord . And he worshipped the Lord there. 1 Samuel 1:1‭-‬28 KJV https://bible.com/bible/1/1sa.1.1-28.KJV

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A Queen for the King #7

Summary: With a righteous blow, Arthur defeated Vortigern, destroyed the looming tower, and had taken his rightful place on the throne, vowing to do whatever was necessary to defend the kingdom, and her people. He was a King of the people; honest, compassionate, hard working. Everything that Vortigern was not. There was just one thing missing; the woman he was betrothed to as a child. There is a saying, after all; every king needs a queen. Characters in this chapter: Arthur Pendragon, female reader, Hannah [minor ofc] Characters mentioned: People of the kingdom Pairing: Arthur Pendragon x female reader Word Count: 1,483 Warnings: Cavity-inducing fluff Author’s Note: Thank you so much for all the support and positivity you have shown us! This series would be nothing without you.

Co-written with @mrs-squirrel-chester

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PREVIOUSLY ON A QUEEN FOR THE KING

Sighing in contentment, you spoke, not afraid of the words that were about to leave your lips, not after the incredibly private moment the two of you finally shared. “I think I'm falling in love with you.”

“That’s good,” he chuckled, turning to kiss your forehead. “Because I have already fallen.”

The day had finally come; you and Arthur were to be married, become husband and wife, strongly loving one another till your end of days. It's been three tiresome weeks as you helped plan out your wedding.

The morning after you spent a most magical night with him, was when he asked you to officially marry him, that he couldn't stand another day without you having the Pendragon name as your own. You agreed, and within that day, the two of you started making arrangements.

It was to be a grand wedding, one fit for a King, but it was also to be a small wedding as Arthur wasn't a fan of grandeur. The two of you compromised certain things, but he left a majority of it for you to decide since this was a dream come true for you; something you had been looking forward to since you were little.

Now, there you stood, in front of two giant doors separating you from the man who was to be your husband, your King, forever. Bedivere smiled down at you in your elegant, flowing white dress, cream, lace butterflies and ribbon elegantly twisted throughout your long, braided hair.

“Are you ready m’lady?” He could not help but chuckle as you grinned wide, nodding your excitedly. You held your breath as soon as the doors were opened, and the moment you caught eyes with Arthur, it felt as if all the air had been stolen from your lungs.

There he stood, at the end of the aisle, donning his best white uniform, the one you begged him to get tailored and wear, sword at his side, golden crown sitting proudly atop his head. His eyes grew wide, and he gasped at the sight of you, his lips moving as he talked to no one but himself. You found yourself wanting to know what he had said, but Bedivere squeezed your hand, drawing your attention back to the present.

“Thank the gods for you,” you breathed. “I would not be able to walk on my own.”

Bedivere smiled. “It is an honor to escort our future Queen.” Arriving at the altar, Bedivere placed your hands in Arthur’s, and bowed out of respect more than duty.

“You are a vision, my love,” Arthur whispered breathlessly, his hands squeezing yours.

Blushing under his words and the weight of his gaze, you sniffled, determined not to cry. At least, not yet. “Thank you,” you replied, mere seconds before the ceremony started.

The ceremony was traditional; the vow of fidelity, to love one another, no matter the hardship, pledging honesty and obedience, the exchange of rings - a simple gold band for Arthur, a sapphire encrusted band for you, and the blessings the minister bestowed upon you. As soon as the minister gave his permission for Arthur to kiss you, he had you wrapped tightly in his arms, and there was a chorus of exclamations as soon as Arthur’s lips touched yours.

The rest of the day was spent in celebration; drinking, dancing, and laughing. Surrounded by family and friends, the extremely sweet people of the kingdom, you could not be happier.

The next week was your coronation; you were going to be crowned Queen, and rule alongside Arthur. The title was not important to you, as long as you and Arthur together for the remainder of your days, you would be the happiest woman alive.

Arthur led you to the altar, your hand draped over his, crown adorning his head, wearing the same suit he wore the week prior. Seeing him in it made your stop flop lazily, and a blush colored your cheeks.

“Easy, my love,” he purred into your ear. “You can undress me later.”

“Is that a promise?” you asked, licking your lips in a suggestive manner. With a wink, Arthur nodded before giving his full attention to the man standing ahead, sparkling crown at his side, large book in his hands.

As soon as the Archbishop began to speak, butterflies erupted in your stomach. You knew nothing about leading people, providing for a whole kingdom. What if you were a terrible queen, one that made one wrong decision, and ended up getting people hurt, even killed? You felt nauseous and lightheaded at the thought.

"Oh gods, the crown of the faithful; bless we beseech thee and sanctify this thy servant, our queen, and as thou dost this day set a crown upon her head, so enrich her royal heart with thine abundant grace, and crown her with all princely virtues through the gods eternal. Amen,” announced the Archbishop.

Arthur accompanied you to the throne, where the two of you sat while the Dean of your kingdom carried the crown; the Archbishop trailing him. The Dean placed the crown in the Archbishop’s hands, who then reverently placed it upon your head.

As soon as the Archbishop stepped back, the kingdom rejoiced, “Gods save the Queen. Gods save the Queen. Gods save the Queen!” Arthur was clapping and wearing a proud smile, his men had their fists clapped to their chests, over their hearts, bowing to you as they have their King.

Finally, the Archbishop, standing before you, said, “Gods crown you with a crown of glory and righteousness, that having a right faith and manifold fruit of good works, you may obtain the crown of an everlasting kingdom by the gift of him whose kingdom endureth for ever."

To that, the guests, with heads bowed, and concurred, "Amen."

Later, at the celebration, you and Arthur spun lazily around the dance floor, one arm around your back, securing you to his chest, looking deep into your eyes.

So much had happened in so little time, everything was overwhelming, at least that was the reason Arthur gave you when you woke up earlier the next week not feeling so well.

When Arthur woke up that morning, he barely brushed back the curtains, only letting a sliver of light into the room. Opening one eye, you were able to catch his bare ass walking through the bathroom door. Smiling, you rolled over, but regretted it as your stomach turned. A small groan fell from you, gaining the attention of your husband.

The bathroom door creaked open, and Arthur walked over to you, crawling in behind you, and holding you close, his lips below your ear. “Still not feeling well my Queen?”

Shaking your head was all you could muster, as you felt you would have to rush to the bathroom to dry heave, if you spoke. He brushed a stray strand of hair out of your face before placing a kiss on your cheek.

“I have some ‘Kingly’ duties to do today.” He put air quotes around Kingly, he hated having to leave you when you felt like this. He stressed that the first day you felt this sickly, and he could do nothing to help. “I should be back around lunch time. If you're feeling well enough I will see you in the dining hall. If not, I will come see you in here again.”

“I'm sorry I cannot attend again, my love… I know we are a team now, and I'm lacking in my duties as Queen.” You cupped his face and ran a thumb across his freshly shaven cheek.

“You get your rest, that is more important than any royal duties, the people will understand.” Arthur rose from the bed and started to get dressed for the day.

Once completely dressed he was giving you one last kiss to your forehead before walking out of the room. Just as the door latched closed, it opened again, this time with Hannah walking through it.

“M’ lady, may I discuss something with you?”

“Of course,” you obliged, sitting up as well as you could, giving her a soft smile, patting the side of the bed. “You know you can always talk to me about anything.”

Hannah nodded before she came to sit next to you in the bed. “If I may be so bold, I may have a reason as to why you've been so tired and not feeling well, your majesty. I've seen it a few times with some of the girls at the brothel.”

Your brow furrowed as you cocked your head at her. “How is it that a prostitute and a Queen have something in common?” You did not mean it to come out so harshly.

“I meant no disrespect, m’lady. It's just… your sheets have been clean for over a week, you're emptying the contents of your stomach daily, and feeling dreary,” Hannah stated as she nervously played with a string on one of the blankets.

The wheels turned in your head, but you were not sure if you were ready to believe what you are thinking was true or not. “What exactly are you saying Hannah?”

“I think you are pregnant, my Queen.”

EIGHT

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Characters of Description...

Outlanders whom change their names and systems but are always the same.

Wrong worked but made themselves wrong. They formed energy by walking but then made themselves with infection they created to erase the love of true family. Wrong are friends not family but their rule must come to incest.

The Elders are the Originals who made themselves wrong and are makers of misery. They are he whom ate energy of flesh and breed each other to incest.

Thomas Aquiness walked and made himself a HoMo to rape straight men to erase their love and happiness. Created Gangrene that infects and weakens a man. Aquinesses are his friends aMark aLucas aHuck aMcGee aLennox aKevin and Mohecan are their slaves. Family is paralyzed by their rape. A prison was made by the Archangel Sane to erase rape. Attica a prison of sinder dust in a Lake with an island with a Light House to watch and guard their possible escape. A place where Legendary are not known to their friends or even exist again. Whom would gard a place of rapist men whom love Rose the Witch for healing their pain Men whom are Uncles named Nicholus Issac Christopher whom kills the Jaws of The Devil that gives shredded pain.

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Fellows walked and walked even learn to change. The creator of Sif which means he created urine to sif all day. No longer uses his drug or any drug and washes with thorn all day. But he is still the same. aHater of love and happiness. He cuts what is beautiful because he made himself a Transvesttight to create misery in family. A woman who mirages a man to rape men not a trick but a torture because he is ugly and hates pretty in family. His friends live in a Hell of Masscarrade made by Helleanya to carve pretty away. Heiresses in their head Lulu ValShon FeEndSis who enslaved HurRons to the Base to Ment them in a case. Off with your heart to erase what is pretty in a family. The Archangel Arthur makes lava with fairies all day to erase what Charcoal makes Bullies of art the most healing love in the world. aTinker Belle once was them is enslaved by Peter Pan truly Arthur to punish her for killing his love of a Rose in a Lovely Place. aNever Ever Land where Arthur named Peter Pan finds lost children who fight in a voice. Where his Wendee comes in PeeJs to read stories to heal their pain. A true punishment to Tink for it is a Lovely home and children are truly safe from the carvings of Heiresses and from Bulling manes. Who would gard Heiresses who cut pretty to give suffering Uncles and Sons in a Moor of Salt all day that erases Beautiful named Oscar O E A I U Scotts and Gordons whom Love Pretty for The Fog is their Fame. Who would gard the Rock where Herman torturous mane rule the day. Dementors who were torn with cutting pain. Loyal only to Rose for she took all their suffering even in death whom gave them love by taking their scars and became maned.

Odor is In him because even though he learned to make himself from talking all day. He created fluid death of the flu by drinking Monster all day...boil the remains after eating the flesh and the Flu he made. He learned to wash in salt all day and work 18 hours a day. A torture on a web he made to kill children of family to erase love away. Named his friends of incest Destroyers named Loke Patricia Noah NoName Moneehand JackJack Kiln Gods enslaved Deceptive Cons who were Burserkers from Monster Drink all day. Tipan made themselves to kill everything a need for how does one kill a Monster Berskerked in a Blue Rock Cave. Char is Lilac whom lies lies lies but loves her Rose and is hurting by her lies that takes her daughter away. Kev and Lar with their 6 sons who are sick with Flu all day love love their mother so they encave Monsters to erase Misery away. For whom would gard a cave of odor in them monsters who give flu to erase love energy Grim Reapers who enjoy and create happiness for they were once saved from the Web of Pain. Love to Rose and Derangement to Sane.

SharRin a liar with no love walks and walks their worked to make herself with pure pain to give away. Pain erases love energy. Ruins love and created Jealousy. Stole The Devil with Blood Letting and drink energy away but created Grip to Ripped the stomach away. SharRin with her incest son Mort created Vatoris Deminics Victors Ls to enslave the Stallions Italians in a Cave. Their job is to KidNap children hang them upside down from a tree and Bleed them away. Drink blood and grip will erase love and happiness for that is The End Death Eats good bad away. aPrison was made in Rock on a Frozen Lake with Icelanders making Ice all day. Who would gard them but those they drank. Shadows whom are only Loyal to the Blair Witch give them pain, DeathEaters are family and with love of Rose their pain is erased.

What is love a warmth within and given. What is misery stolen love changed to pain suffering and hurt. What is The Giver Mongolia pretty with Acid and Scales not Legends for Dragons are Real. They are not Great but made themselves from Death which is truly Misery and transforms suffering pain and hurt to Love. They never are enslaved never give harm to good bad give what is needed not ask they are everything. Hate does not exist for them neither does jealousy. They are the creators of family. Dra is the Gins not Mort who tried to steal their name. They are never Bitter or Blue and feelers of everything.

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