#my new bookshelf

[themelodyofspring]

JOMP Book Photo Challenge

June 30, 2023 - Freebie

[sweetbrier2908]

I just notice that Satan's bedroom is the only place in HoL that has no light, he only has candles near his reading spots. Maybe because Satan is the only demon at birth in the family and he never get used to being in the light (he also said that the sun in human's world was to bright and he couldn't get used to it) while the others had lived in Celestial Realm and under the sun for a long time. Just something that make Satan different from his brothers.

Btw, man leaves candles on his books. Those candles must be magic or something because they were not, the room would burnt down a long time ago.

[lxgentlefolkcomic]

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Dialogue transcripts:

Panel 1

Godfrey: Merci. [Thank you.]

Irene: <You’re sure you can’t tell us anything about your rescuers? One or two of our readers have done tours aboard Japanese vessels; perhaps they’ve heard of the captain.>

Panel 2

Aronnax: <They…I don’t recall…None of us spoke the language, you know.>

Panel 3

Aronnax: <I-I’m afraid I can’t tell you any more, Mrs. Norton.>

Panel 4

Irene: <Professor, are you aware that similar attacks have been happening recently?>

Panel 5

Aronnax: <I had heard something of the kind…but it couldn’t be…>

Irene: <Professor, your story could be invaluable…not all shipwreck victims are as lucky as you were.>

Panel 6

Aronnax: Ah! Diable! [Devil!]

Panel 7

Irene: <Oh! Professor, I’m so sorry—I didn’t mean to upset you…>

Panel 8

Aronnax: <No, no, I should have been more careful.>

Panel 9

Aronnax: <I am sorry, Mrs. Norton, but I cannot help you.>

[cads-the-cat]

Eepies, I need a life

So a friend sent me the pattern for a crochet Vessel so obviously I made him

Look at him! So cute😍

A few days later I came across this really cute fabart of II in a plant pot (the fanart that inspired me: https://www.instagram.com/p/C7rrNsqSTvk/?igsh=a2ljYzFqaDVvaXJ6 ) and I was like I have to crochet this. So I did

(I painted most of the face markings because I have 0 patience for embroidery) but he is so cute 😍 he is my child and I will protect him at all cost

But then I was like if I have Ves and II, I need to make the others too, so I made iii

Making the ruffles took about 7 years off my life span and I added the hat so he looks less naked and because cowboy iii is my Roman empire

And then I obviously had to make ivy because how could I not? Everyone needs an ivy in their life

He turned out a bit wonky and i painted shitty jacket details because otherwise it would have been too bland. But the devil horns? Genius idea of mine, might I say

I now have the complete Eepy Bois collection and I will one day make Espera because the Queens deserve to stand alongside them

[bigdreamsandwildthings]

I love these shelves 🥰

[bookshelf-in-progress]

A Daughter's Gift: A Beauty and the Beast Retelling

You never told me where the rose came from. You simply handed it to me among the Christmas gift-giving, a spot of summer in that mid-winter storm. I was too delighted to question it. It seemed another miracle in that miraculous day, all those gifts filling our little kitchen the way they’d filled our parlor in the days of plenty. We all believed your story, that the ship had come home laden with treasures, and that you’d been able to buy us everything we’d asked for and more. Even miraculous flowers that lasted through snowstorms.

When you said you were leaving after New Year’s, no one questioned that, either. Now that we were prosperous, there would be more business to attend to, more money to handle in businesses that didn’t exist in this little country town. No doubt you’d be engaging us a real house again, and we’d be back in the city before Easter.

But then you didn’t return. And didn’t return. The eldest of your sons traveled to the city and found that you’d never arrived. None of the inns had seen you pass by. It was as if you’d disappeared from the world the moment your wagon left our sight. By now there were no signs in the snow, no body to find. You had vanished, and there was nothing for us to grieve.

A year passed, two. We thought you dead, knew you dead, but did not want to believe you dead. And so we searched, and lifted our heads in hope every time there was word of a stranger in town. I wandered into the forest on every snowy day, hoping to find the mysterious something that could have diverted you from your path.

After three years, I found it. I traveled on my normal route through the woods, but I suddenly found myself in an open meadow full of springtime flowers, an arm’s-length away from the Beast.

I capitalize it, because you know, and I know, that there is only one who fits that name. The creature with the fur and head and claws of a wolf that stands and speaks like a misshapen man.

Its voice rumbled like thunder. “You are the thief’s daughter.”

I protested at that—faced with such a lie, I could contradict any monster. “My father is an honest man.”

“And a thief,” it said.

With those words, the rose—your final gift to me—appeared in my hand. I had memorized—could recognize—its every petal and thorn. It had remained fresh through all these long years, and I had questioned that, but not too closely—I did not like to think that my gift had brought about your ruin.

“This is mine,” I said. “My father gave it to me.”

“And he stole it from me,” the Beast said. “The price was his freedom.”

My heart went to my throat. “You have him prisoner?”

“It was his choice. My justice.”

I swallowed. “What...what was the other choice?”

“To send you.”

I cried at that. To know that you’d sacrificed yourself to save me.

How was I to repay such love? There was only one way.

By sacrificing myself for you.

I beg you, do not be angry with me. Just as you couldn't bear to send me in your place, so I couldn't bear to leave you as a monster’s prisoner. Not when I had the power to save you.

The Beast promises I shall be treated as a guest. This palace contains marvels I have barely begun to explore. I shall be safe and happy here, if I know you are safe and happy at home.

Do not search for me. Do not weep for me. Accept my gift as I accepted yours--with love and gratitude--and know that I would give much more for the sake of such a father.

I know well the price of love. I pay it gladly.

Know that, wherever I am, I will always love you all.

[bookwyvrn]

Whether I am incredibly excited with my new bookshelf. Made from massive oak. With loads of space for extra books. Because it can carry like a gazillion kgs.

UHH YESSSSS!!! 🎉🎉🎉

[victor-v]

btw, happy world book day ❤️‍🔥📖

[garkgatiss]

behold! tower of johnlock

[gnomewithalaptop]

Two weekends of work later, and I've finally finished my hardcover version of @flying-guinea-pig's So You Want To Be A Demonologist! I've never bound a book before, so this was definitely a new experience for me, but I'm pretty happy with how it turned out!

Edit: lmao I lied about being done. Here's the updated version.

[sableuhfin]

Monsieur Toussaint Laventure's Emily of New Moon edition !!!

[iregreteverythingpleasehelpme]

ranma!!!!!

i still need to make time to read the last few 😭 but I got a different bookshelf and I finally have somewhere decent to put my children

[elven-spring]

Hope the picture’s not blurry. The spider had been living in her bookshelf for months. On this specific day she sat down to re-re-re-read her favorite book and the spider bit her over her compression sock.

[geryone]

My poetry collection is getting out of control

[papermonkeyism]

A whole bunch of small guys.

[bigdreamsandwildthings]

To say I’m obsessed with this shirt is an understatement 🙈