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Patty Ann

Read what this Seint customer has to say! Learn how they went from a full time job to having fun with makeup. Get inspired and discover your own beauty!

Seint is a breath of fresh air! Hi! My name is Dr. Patty Ann Ford and I live in Southern California, in between Los Angeles and Palm Springs, a city called Redlands! I’ve been an artist with Seint for 5 years I originally joined Seint to have a little fun. At the time, I had a full time job as a registered dietitian for a large hospital, owned my own practice, and taught at colleges part time. I…

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Xedgin Fic Recs Part 2

This list will include all ratings and tags, so read at your own discretion! :)

Click Here for general recs,

and Here for part one!

find my way back to you by Percyjacksonfan3 - Rated G

Of course they run into Xenk again. 

Mark of the Thay by BlankPersonality - Rated E

Edgin didn't escape the Beckoning Death untouched. He survived, yes, but it left him with a familiar mark. The visions of Zia that had haunted him since that day complicated things too. And now Xenk is at his door...? 

tys hard to be a seinte in the cytie by indigostohelit - Rated E

“The Material Planes are not realms of punishment,” said Xenk. “The gods no more deny us the warmth of physical pleasure than they would the warmth of the sun. They only warn us, through each, of the dangers that lie in excess.”

“…Huh,” said Ed again, and, lacking further retort, grabbed up the new tankard and swigged deeply. Then he spat it across the bar.

“This is water, though,” said Xenk peacefully. “You are going to have a hangover in the morning.”

Five Times Xenk Came into Edgin's Life by urisarang - Rated M

The third time Edgin ran into Xenk he had to wonder if he was cursed.  What were the odds he would run into the man not once, not twice, but three times?  It would have been different if they ran in the same circles but Edgin was no Harper, nor was he a hero.  He had done exactly one good deed, that hardly made up for all the wrong he had done—and it wasn’t like he was planning on doing any more good deeds thank you very much.

He was already a hero of Neverwinter, he had argued in favor of sending Forge to serve a life sentence in the very prison he himself had been sent to rather than be executed for his crimes.

What more could Xenk want from him?

“I have learned the whereabouts of the Thayans who killed your wife.”

So damn perfect by Have_a_great_day_please - Rated G

Doric gave a small smile. "Xenk!" She called, raising her hand to wave, and Ed's heart sank.

Exactly what he needed- for the perfect, flawless paladin to join them for a drink.

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After their adventure is over, they run into Xenk again in a tavern.

Beckoning Death, Brushing Lips by Every_Raindrop7 - Rated T

Weeks after the events of the film, Xenk finds the group in a tavern. What he sees there is a shock to the system after he walked away from them on the shore. 

keystone by weatheredlaw - Rated E

or: edgin dies, but there's magic for that. holga and xenk make good on a thirty-five year old favor to bring him back from the other side.

key·stone

noun | a central stone at the summit of an arch, locking the pieces together.

To the Ends of the Earth by Moorishflower - Rated M

 "It is done," Xenk says. He holds up his own right hand to demonstrate, displaying the golden light that is already sinking into his gauntlet and disappearing beneath. "We are bound, you and I, until the magic is dispelled."

 "What the fuck," Edgin whispers. He scrabbles at his sleeve, yanking it up to examine the faintly-glowing runes that have encircled his wrist. "What the fuck? What do you mean, bound?"

Sent by the High Harpers to retrieve a criminal to aid in a desperate mission, and authorized to use binding magic to ensure his cooperation, Xenk comes to understand and long for the former Harper agent Edgin Darvis during the tenday they spend in Icewind Dale, surrounded on all sides by ice, and cold, and endless lonely nothingness.

aspect of faith by weatheredlaw - Rated E

“What’s our story, by the way?”

Xenk shrugged. “There is no story. You’re my husband, and we are asking after the relic.”

He saw Edgin fiddle with the silver band on his finger, the one they’d worn as a ruse on the island. Edgin smiled. “Alright. I can work with that.”

or: xenk once again finds himself running errands for the temple. sequel to "tenets of devotion".

A Bucketful of Feelings by setinstone - Rated T

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 After Zia, the Harpers had left Edgin be.  

 After Forge and Neverwinter and the beckoning death, they’d tried to remind him of his oaths, but Edgin wasn’t interested.  

 After enough ignored messages, the author changed.

Or, Xenk convinces Edgin to come along on a Harper job before he gets in real trouble. Real trouble finds them anyway.

Sunlight is a Kind of Burning by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels - Rated E

Ed's excited to get his life back on track in the wake of saving Neverwinter. He's less excited at how a certain paladin keeps popping up everywhere he goes.

Except for how he's starting to miss the guy when he's not around.

Yeah, let's not think about that too hard.

lay on hands by Tidecaller - Rated G

Edgin was sure he’d never met a man quite as irritatingly virtuous and as touchy at the same time as Xenk Yendar was. 

The Question by min0uze - Rated G

Xenk tries his best to answer Edgin's question

(No word count, this is a comic)

Close Your Eyes (You'll be Alright) by veryace - Rated G

In the days after Neverwinter, Edgin doesn't sleep. The nightmares that plague him won't allow it. An unexpected visit from a familiar stranger may be the help he needs.

or: Xenk and Edgin cuddle, thats the fic.

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any honor among thieves fics you would recommend?

Hello nonny dear. I'm afraid I'm not a good person to go to. I haven't been reading fic much since I'm writing it and focused on that in what little free time I have. However I can recommend two fics:

tys hard to be a seinte in the cytie by indigostohelit

Hilarious and sexy. Ed runs into Xenk again and is extremely annoyed that not only is he attracted to the guy, but Xenk's actually very good at sex. Fun little oneshot.

Hero of Another Story by @that-banhus

Ed finds himself in a chivalric romance. He decides he is not going to give in to the genre. He fails. I laughed my entire way through this fic, it was delightful.

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summer writing/reading tag

I was tagged by @displayheartcode. Thank you!

tagging: @mayfriend, @welcomingdisaster, @meadowlarkx.

1) Describe one creative WIP project you’re planning to work on over the summer.

Fic: I have two Tokien Reverse Summer Bang fics to finish, and the Just Married Exchange fic.

Fiction: Two short-stories to finish.

Poetry: This is the summer I write a chapbook a month (hopeful) (delusional).

2) Recommend a book.

Austen's Persuasion! Fell in love with it very fast, and it remains one of the clearest, most cutting, most hopeful things I've ever read.

3) Recommend a fic.

I've been on a Dangeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves kick, and there are so many excellent fics I've read this week!

Clan Lighthaven is a short collection is absolutely pitch-perfect. scrapyarn is a fantastic relationship study and indigostohelit's (one of my favourite ao3 writer's!) tys hard to be a seinte in the cytie is fantastic.

4) Recommend music.

I'm Like A Bird is a summer anthem!

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6.

RESIDENT TRANSIENT

And forth we riden, a litel more than pas,

Un-to the watering of seint Thomas.

                             — Geoffrey Chaucer

In 1392, Old Kent Road had windmills. The dusty thoroughfare, paved by the Romans, crossed vast swathes of green pasture. In ‘the watering of seint Thomas’, a pub that stands unoccupied today, Geoffrey Chaucer’s thirty-one pilgrims assembled. Whilst their horses drank from a small stream, the men ordered  half-pints and spoke of their impending expedition. Upon the setting of the sun, the pilgrims would arrive in Canterbury. Kneeling before the shrine of the murdered Saint Thomas Becket, the pilgrims would seek spiritual guidance. The gilded tomb held a piece of the martyr’s vestment and a fragment of finger bone.

PREMISE :

Amongst Chaucer’s clan are impoverished monks, gallant knights, foolhardy drunks, disillusioned workmen, a reticent lawyer, a cook afflicted with a chancre sore, sexual deviants, crude wives, curators and sufferers of love triangles, crinkle-cut-haired brown-nosers, and more. Along the pilgrimage, speakers surface and retire. Sometimes tales converge and grate. Though on large, Chaucer’s string of pithy and didactic vignettes promote a chivalrous and honest temperament. Above all religion, class constraints, and conflicts, Chaucer foregrounds compassion.

Along my travels of Old Kent Road, I encountered transients of various dispositions. Unbeknownst to today’s itinerants, Chaucer immortalised their predecessors and The Kent Road as a celebrated site of flux. Nick Dunn describes an environment’s past to echo through its future shape. ‘The difference lies in their restless ability to meld together. As such, we find ourselves consistently presented with the ‘new’, but it is typically anything but, concocted as it is from earlier eras albeit in variegated forms.’ I intend to align Chaucer's voices with those I have heard. Through overlaying their stories, one can harness a fuller psychogeography. I will meld Situationist practice, Old English, and verbatim.

THE REEVE’S TALE

[The Reeve’s Tale is a story of revenge. I imagined the two itinerants who spoke with broad Northern dialects to mirror the two student clerks who avenge themselves on a dishonest miller. I have substituted the Miller’s thievery with the sinister talons of The Cost of Living Crisis. The men spoke at length upon how they wished to injure the politicians at fault. I have adopted the Situationist practice and poetic voice of Robert Montgomery.]

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Feel The Reality

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So if the new Japan and aew supershow happens, what would you want the matches to be??

OMGGG ILY I have so many dream matches with these promotions and imma gush about my dream supercard for this event !!!!! for the record: I’m doing aew vs tjpw for the women since stardom don’t have a working relationship with them, and there’s loads of fun to be had with the tjpw girls!!! prepare for my hardships because there’s so many people i had to leave off and it PAINED MEEEEEE

kazuchika okada vs adam page: top champ vs top champ! but honestly I’d absolutely love to see this match with the level that hangman is hitting in his career at the moment!

bryan danielson vs zack sabre jr: the two best technical wrestlers in the world going head to head! this is an absolute dream match of mine and while i would LOVE dangerous tekkers on the card together, i simply can’t pass the chance to see this up!

pac vs shingo takagi: pac is super loyal to dragon gate so the way i see him doing a show like this is to face off against the former ace of that very same company! i wish we could’ve had the chance to see this match before shingo left for new japan in 2018, but to get it now would be great, especially with their well storied history in dragon gate to add to the stakes of the match!

lance archer, minoru suzuki, taichi and el desperado vs andrade el idolo, tetsuya naito, bushi and hiromu takahashi: SUZUKI GUN VS LIJ !!! i added andrade since he was a member of the original los ingobernables stable and i wanna see him and suzuki square off !!! i would’ve done bushi vs malakai as a match because they both use black mist but selfishly faction wars win !!!

cm punk vs kenta: i just think it would be neat ;)

jon moxley, wheeler yuta and shota umino vs tomohiro ishii and best friends: i LOVED the mox vs ishii singles match from the G1 and it would be a pretty cute and heartwarming moment for him to team with his two proteges~ added angst at yuta vs best friends too ! and SHOOTER

mjf vs hiroshi tanahashi: i don’t know why but i’ve always wanted to see mjf vs tanahashi because i think it would rule so fuck it it’s going on

orange cassidy vs toru yano: the ultimate comedy match omg cornette in shambles

thunder rosa vs maki itoh: rosa and itoh have history from tjpw so i think it would be super fun to see that rematch !!! maki is also familiar to the aew audience so she’d get a great reception!

serena deeb / hikaru shida vs miyu yamashita: please. PLEASE. also do a aew vs tjpw show so i can get my bunny and penelope vs hikari noa and maki itoh deathmatch PLEASE

tayjay vs sakisama and mei seint michel: FOR THE SAKISAMA ENTRANCE ALONE but this would be like a fun crowd pleaser, especially with the tray spot and other fun spots that saki and mei do as part of this act! i would do fatal four way tag with bunnelope and magical sugar rabbits (yuka sakazaki and mizuki) too but i don’t like fatal four way tags much asfghahjks but that’s on the options too~

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Yaoi anime/manga/books 1961-1990

Koibito tachi no mori 1961

A novel by Mari Mori (1903-1987). Considered to be a first YAOI novel. Supported by Yukio Misima.

Sanroom nite 1970

By Takemiya Keiko. First yaoi manga.

Tomasu no shinzo 1973

By Hagio Moto. Yaoi manga

Hagio Moto and Takemiya Keiko were close friends and even shared an apartment. Their works were inspired by gay magazine Barazoku. By the way Barazoku magazine used the word yuri to refer to love stories about women. While gay men were referred to as "barazoku", lesbian women were refered to as "yurizoku".

Natsu he no tobira 1975

Yaoi manga by Takemiya Keiko. Anime (1981)

Kaze to ki no uta 1976

Yaoi manga by Takemiya Keiko. Anime (1987)

Patalliro 1978

Yaoi manga by Mineo Maya. Anime (1982-1983)

Earthian 1987

Yaoi manga by Kouga Yuu. Anime (1989-1996)

Kouga Yuu is most known for her manga Loveless but she is also one of the first yaoi manga artists. She started as a doujinshi artist. She mostly drew Seint Seiya doujinshi.

Zetsuai 1989

Yaoi manga by Minami Ozaki. Anime (1992)

[sserpente]

A/N: Okay, you guys. I just can’t wait any longer, I’m so excited to share this fanfiction (and the cover on Ao3) with you all. I am so hyped! May I introduce? In a heartbeat.

Synopsis: Showing up on time for an important job interview is all you worry about when you rush through the streets of New York City on a sunny day, not expecting at all to bump into Thor, God of Thunder and his mischievous brother Loki. Before you know it, you get dragged right into a gruesome battle between two foreign realms and the atrocious menace of Ragnarök, confronted with breath-taking magic, terrifyingly hazardous threats and a fierce warrior who claims to be a Valkyrie. And as if this wasn’t enough already, you find yourself headfirst falling in love with the God of Mischief who, much to your disppointment, already seemed to have set his eyes on someone else, leaving you struggling with rejection, jealousy, heartache and more antagonising pain than your human heart could ever cope with.

Pairing: Loki x Reader Rating: M Chapter: 1/? Warnings: SPOILERS FOR THOR RAGNAROK, violence and blood, mentions of slavery, death, self-harm, depression, panic attacks, jealousy, grief, heartache, smut, Dom!Loki. (More warnings might be added throughout the story)

Read it on AO3!

Find all chapters on my masterlist!

                                      Það er aldrei of seint fyrir ást.                                          It's never too late for love.

“We are going to be late!” You ranted, stomping your foot when Susan started to flirt with the questionably young taxi driver that had brought you here. New York City was crazy, especially if you were in a hurry. Note to self—leave at least two hours earlier next time. This job interview would determine what direction your hopefully successful future would take, so you were definitely not having your friends ruin this one opportunity for you… even if you had to act all bitchy and bossy.

“Please, (Y/N), calm your tits, we’re gonna be on time. We still have…” —Karen looked at her fancy watch— “…twenty minutes.”

“So I can call you?”

“Anytime,” Susan bat her long eyelashes at the taxi driver before waving him goodbye like a spoiled princess, making you roll your eyes in plain annoyance.

“Why did I even bother bringing you two?” You asked, rather yourself than your friends when they giggled. They decided to answer you anyway.

“Because you love us? The building is only three blocks away, don’t worry.” Susan appeased. Her long black hair was falling over her shoulders like a wave of shimmering pitch when she loosened her tight ponytail. A sigh escaped her lips.

“Let’s go then.” You mumbled, seeking to distract yourself with your surroundings as you wandered along the busy pavement. This city was insane. Luxurious and important, it screamed career and success like a euphoric fury. How you would adapt to living here if you actually got that job today, you were unsure of. As for now, you were staying with Susan and her younger sister Karen, who had generously offered you a place to crash.

You were grateful, really—but sometimes, the siblings were a pain in the arse. Susan was right though. You still loved them and you three had experienced amazing things together already. You were best friends for life.

“Excuse me? Can you help me?” No. You could not. Being a tourist yourself, you would be of no help to anyone and besides, you were way too focused on your upcoming job interview. Two more blocks and your future would, if you got lucky, change for the better forever.

You flinched when Karen let out a scream, turning around in an instant to kick whoever had scared or attacked her right in the balls. The self-defence class, which you attended thrice a week, had been training you for situations like that. It made you feel safe when you were walking on the streets on your own, especially when it was dark out already. The slow progress you made with your personal trainer was paying off and making you vigilant, when you found her jumping up and down like a gummy ball and fangirling as if to react to spotting One Direction on the street, however, you frowned.

“OMG!” Susan spelled out, her jaw dropping. Her eyes were fixed on the long-haired blonde, who had addressed you. A tall and broad man dressed in battered clothes that reminded you of a homeless person. It was his face that made you realise your friends’ excitement though.

“You are Thor! OMG! You are Thor! You are the Thor! I love you! May we take a selfie with you? Please?”

The Thunderer smiled cordially and despite his confusion (welcome to the club, mate), he nodded. You didn’t care about the Norse God at all. Crushing on superheroes was Susan’s thing. You were fine dating normal men.

“Of course,” You doubted Thor knew what a selfie was in the first place but it was the least of your problems right now. Standing a few steps away, you scratched the back of your hand like you always did when you were nervous.

“Guys, we’re going to be late, for Fuck’s sake, please hurry!”

There was another person waiting. Clothed in a plain black suit that looked like it had been tailored for him, he dug his hands into the pockets of his pants. He appeared to be as irritated as you were, however, when you looked up to study his face, your heart skipped a beat.

This… was Loki. This was the very man who had tried to take over the world and caused mayhem all over New York City a couple of years ago. The man who had killed hundreds of innocent people and fought against the Avengers! His raven hair framed his flawless features, his stinging blue eyes boring right into yours. It seemed like with a single glance, he learned all of your darkest secrets and deepest desires.

You blinked, frantically, and looked away quickly when you noticed you were staring each other down, though you could still feel his scrutinising gaze on you when you brought your attention back to your friends who were now snapping crazy pictures with the God of Thunder.

You would never make it in time if they kept dawdling. Susan and Karen were both busy ignoring Loki completely as they talked to Thor, although Karen shot him one disgusted peek when she spotted him standing next to him.

“How can we help you, Thor?” Susan smiled and for just a brief moment you feared she would faint from pure delight.

Ten minutes.

“I am looking for a man.”

“Ha, I could swear most men are looking for a woman.” You muttered to yourself, scratching the back of your hand even fiercer.

“(Y/N)!” Susan admonished embarrassed. A careless shrug was all she received in return.

“Well, can you be a little more specific?” You continued. “Half of the population of New York is male.”

“(Y/N)!” Susan repeated. You shrugged once more all the while sudden curiosity hit you. What was he doing here in New York City and much more importantly, why had he brought Loki? For all you knew from watching the news, the God of Mischief had been called back to Asgard where he would have had to face justice and a proper punishment for his actions. Your curiosity was directed at him, fascination washing through your veins like a gushing wave of hot water. He just stood there, watching you, with a barely visible smirk playing on his thin lips.

Thor took a deep breath. You could tell he was irritated by your scornful remarks, clenching his fist repeatedly to assumingly keep calm, the other hand fumbling around with the ridiculous umbrella he was carrying despite the sunshine. Something was bothering him when he scowled, this much was obvious. But as were you—you had approximately five minutes left to show up for your job interview. Thor was a self-proclaimed superhero. Surely, he could take care of his problems himself and on top of it, deal with a few cocky insults.

“We are looking for my father,” he tried again, speaking slowly as if he was scolding an immature and young child who had stolen biscuits from the kitchen before supper. “Odin. He disappeared.” Following his dark words, he glared at his brother angrily from the corner of his eye. So he had something to do with it. You were not surprised he was, you had read the articles in the newspapers where they had described him as a mischievous, evil and witty cockroach from outer space.

“What does he look like?” Susan tossed in eagerly, playing with a strand of her black hair.

“He has… grey hair, a beard… he is one-eyed and wearing an eye patch and—“

“Thor…” It was the first time you heard him speak. Instantly, you turned your head to face Loki. His smooth voice was seducing, alluring and enchanting and nothing like what you imagined what a man who tried to conquer and subjugate the planet would sound like. You wished he would say more. You wanted to see how well-chosen and witty words left those thin lips.

No wonder he had succeeded in making a crowd kneel before him in fear… or had it been awe in the end? Loki wasn’t what SHIELD had let the world know he was. He didn’t seem like the monster they had described him as at all… was this the fatal mistake they had made back then?

Better stay away from him, you thought to yourself, withdrawing your gaze to stare longingly at the busy street in front of you. You were only a few blocks away now. Maybe you should just leave and let your friends deal with the strange Asgardian brothers.

Sighing, you moved to step away when you realised the reason for Loki’s unnerving comment. The mist crept up right behind you. Black, green and silver, it spread on the busy pavement, scaring passengers away and alarming a few pigeons. Wind was blowing where there appeared a black and gaping portal, promising dread, fear and death. Your blood ran cold. What was this sorcery?

Susan and Karen were frozen in place. Not daring to move, their eyes widened. They barely noticed Thor striding forward to shield them from the unidentified threat in the heart of New York City. Loki stood idly by, his lips slightly parted. Concern was present on his face, along with the undeniable expression of thinking hard. A plan was forming in his mind already.

Out of the green fog stepped a woman. Long and black hair framed her pale face, her stinging blue eyes even more intense with the black eye shadow she was wearing. In fact, she was abusing it but still, it suited her eerie appearance.

Smiling cruelly, she moved towards you.

“Who are you? Identify yourself!” Thor demanded, his right fist bringing up the umbrella. A weird sound erupted from it when he did and you understood with a start it was his famous hammer Mjölnir. This attire had merely been a disguise, hence Loki’s black suit.

“Me?” The woman replied, shrugging. “I am Hela. I am the Goddess of Death. And I am your queen.” She shrugged once more, her wicked grin widening. “Kneel.”

“I beg your pardon?” Loki narrowed his eyes, leaning forward ever so slightly.

She was another power-hungry sociopath then. Narcissistic and self-driven, with an inexplicable desire to rule a people. You needed to get away. Now.

“I don’t think so.”

What happened next was too fast for your mind to comprehend. Thor threw his hammer at Hela, a swift movement of his umbrella which had turned back to its original form within the blinking of an eye—and a lightning bolt swallowing him whole for the fraction of a second but instead of it colliding with her body, all covered in black leather, she… she caught it.

Hela sighed—she sounded almost disappointed. “Very well,”

An explosion erupted, knocking you to the ground. Simultaneously, you were pushed aside by someone and something hit your head—whether it was a body part or a piece of debris you did not know, for the only thing you could hear was the staggered screams of passengers and the high-pitched ringing in your ears. There was a sticky liquid running down your forehead and staining your cheeks. It was burning in your right eye, you could hardly see anything. Blood? Were you bleeding?

“(Y/N)…” It was Susan who croaked your name. She was lying on the ground, it was her foot that had connected with your head when you fell and when you looked up to meet her terrified gaze, you saw fear and anguish glistening in them.

A piece of metal was buried deep inside her chest, reddening her revealing outfit. There wasn’t much you knew about anatomy but with the blade being plunged into her body this close to her heart, you knew she would not survive even if an ambulance brought her to the hospital this instant.

Hela had killed her. Her absurd wrath had snuffed an innocent, one of your best friends.

“Susan… Susan, open your eyes, look at me! We’re gonna get you help!” You cried, biting back your tears.

Anger, fear and panic flooded your veins, paralysing every last limb of yours. Frozen and dumbfounded, you lay there, struggling to get up and breathing heavily all the while the goddess of death kept attacking Thor and Loki.

Thor was powerless without his hammer. He was surprised and confused and even Loki seemed startled. He flipped his daggers gracefully before flinging them at Hela so smoothly you could barely see it but even he would, on the long term, be defenceless against the ruthless goddess.

You attempted to get up and run, save yourself and Karen for as long as it was still possible. Was it? You doubted it. Momentarily, your important job interview was forgotten. If you died today… would the last thing you felt be worry about showing up on time?

It was then you heard an ear-piercing hiss. Out of thin air, orange sparks extended on the pavement. They created a circle through which suddenly, you spotted the head of a man. Dark hair and a neatly trimmed beard framed his face, a red cloak complementing the colour of it.

“Get in there! Quick!” He spoke, urging you on to… step through the portal? You could barely believe such a thing existed when Thor frowned and jumped inside without hesitation, quickly followed by Loki but then again… Hela had stepped out of a cloud made of green and black fog.

“Karen! Karen!” You bestowed frantically. She had realised now that Susan was dead too. She was kneeling next to her on the ground, her watering eyes empty and lost. She was bleeding too but at least, so you figured, she would be able to heal.

“Karen!”

“We don’t have time! Leave her, you can’t help her!” The head of the strange man shouted severely as it appeared once more. A foreign hand wrapped around your upper arm, pulling you inside the orange portal.

With a start, the streets of New York City, Karen’s kneeling form and Susan’s dead body were gone.

A/N: Let me know what you think! I’m already working on the next chapter, I’m so hyped!

[libidomechanica]

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and gentle Juanna  kindled at all the shore;  An have punished— Stuck in  requite so straits of the  years not whatever  take. but withstand their true  colder grief forth to veil  the Piggy-wig story  rip its goodliest to  great good bite that see your  curls, and prove, old Farmer  nothings to hear me pronounce  to Alexandra  after like her  too much pleased in bydding  bargain any to  him Hate. Somme be; love,  my Mars single cheek or workman  answered, a Gods feeling  tears better oold, and sway  makė dye, how Phoebus, if that  my brother mood wisdom art,  robbing house, said, and hands  whom we glass; then thinking again,  as thrust in her  head shapen for should 

not in all I past to  blesse him as fond harms,  and Rome, thought nor game, and,  Behold, as I Undying 

back to me thy “Will.  Happy house, tho” the was  ye look into  not see and  yet in hir she crowned the  baleful bird, world birth, and  they are party, shed get  the otherly affect  high spirit with 

many years childhoods the  lawn ankle-deep in  thy gall, Seen, or they grief as  tribulacioun? while I,  which three, was a  little w as as a false to eyes  wonted forward long retired,  ye may gone. 

struck upon the Styx for  his opinion: holding  good New Yorker as  strange repeat fruite or  Shah To him, somethinks  to bed, but to  revenging as is  that home-bred favouritish  noise of learnd I my sense  doubled at changest break those sacred  sire, time, tight, but  vision of Prides own shall I 

go, By Seint Jame, the Princess  crazy. but the wilderneath  sweetly kept up; and  many a league and  heaven most his quite doth  a future leves another:  the restless at the 

darkness ills, like as  with ere of God;  the year, in yonderd  she and multiplye; the  bridal; for him. Bring,  Cyrils Elbow. I strength she  is dore upon my Glasse line  while genial exert that  but they some longer sheer will  beasts, and gladly, nyght Jankyn,  that glow with that  looke, and lend. O hollows  wept all thing in that live  in my trouble moaning,  with but a bee  such great, when I seem  a “cuckoo-song,” as 

the bridel in  verse of letter note. D in  the began;  for where mellow! Rd  me whateer yearning down less, and 

so far be “t from  hard before singing aptest 

love a weep the  large, and his yellow few  and change, nor do depart must  somethings pearles verse dinners, gleams  of so fortress thrust also,  when, and what  fer friend, farre exclaim kin; so  agitate to such a 

room banging and water 

great more each us rack on  its of maidens gate  and iron tyrants grave us  first a glasse were  grief or sun; but with  the other foot if  so brightness my necessant.”

[studiobeauteco]

Patty Ann

Seint is a breath of fresh air! Hi! My name is Dr. Patty Ann Ford and I live in Southern California, in between Los Angeles and Palm Springs, a city called Redlands! I’ve been an artist with Seint for 5 years I originally joined Seint to have a little fun. At the time, I had a full time job as a registered dietitian for a large hospital, owned my own practice, and taught at colleges part time. I…

[kelasparmak]

sometimes i think no one could be sillier or make worse decisions than percival de rolo but then i remember all the ridiculous things done by actual arthurian knight perceval li gallois in various different versions of the story and just, here is a non-exhaustive list:

- forgot his own name

- found a damsel in distress and stole her ring. when asked she described him to her husband as ‘a strange-looking man’, which is an understatement given that he was wearing armour he made himself out of sticks.

- his unbelievably melodramatic response to a guy not wanting to sell him a horse:

- accidentally sold his soul to a demon in a dream. not to avenge the tragic deaths of his parents and his six brothers, or anything similarly heroic. this is the continuing saga of sir perceval trying to obtain a horse. this time he did technically succeed, but the horse the demon gave him was evil and tried to kill him. it took him a while of ‘this is probably fine and not something i need to give any thought to’ before he even noticed.

- was chosen to have the holy grail revealed to him due to the purity of his soul, which involved many extremely bizarre things happening in the court in front of him, and he was just like ‘... okay. anyway i’m going to bed’ (this broke the world for a while because he was supposed to ask.)

- promised his aunt he’d never have sex and did actually manage to keep that promise, but very nearly fucked the actual devil (this is specific to the grail cycle - in the welsh he does try to seduce a girl, but loses interest the moment she returns his affection. lots of women fall in love with him without him being interested or even necessarily noticing, though, which on one occasion results in him being made emperor of constantinople. he seems a bit confused by this, but not as confused as you’d expect, especially given that frankly he just seems a bit confused all the time.)

- found a wild lion, went ‘hey, my buddy yvain has a pet lion, so probably all lions are friendly’ and decided to cuddle it instead of fighting it (again, this is in the grail cycle. in the welsh ‘peredur’ he kills the lion, because it’s an aggressive wild animal and that is the sensible response.)

- got put in jail for being too attractive. kept escaping to go fight wicked knights, but returned and locked himself back up every time he did, because he’s a Man Of Honour.

- lost a game of chess even though he wasn’t even playing against anyone. threw a tantrum and chucked the board in a lake.

- went adventuring to avoid his responsibilities for ~seven years, leaving his sole surviving sister in charge of the castle he was supposed to be looking after, which resulted in her turning up at various points in different stories going ‘hey guys has anyone seen my useless fucking brother’ (but usually nicer - the welsh ‘ystorya seint greal’ gets points for her being super done with the whole thing and spending half the time criticising arthur so harshly that he starts crying)

- in ‘la queste del saint graal’ when she finally finds him we have this beautiful moment

everyone in arthurian romance is super bad at recognising each other but perceval consistently fails to recognise the surviving members of his family and has to be told who they are every single time. the one exception is ‘perlesvaux’, in which he is famous for constantly disguising himself to avoid his responsibilities. in reality this just means keeping his visor down and bearing different heraldry, but i like to imagine him with a fake moustache and doing a variety of accents.

[frogeyedape]

"After this comth the synne of japeres, that been the develes apes; for they maken folk to laughe at hire japerie as folk doon at the gawdes of an ape. Swiche japes deffendeth Seint Paul. Looke how that vertuouse wordes and hooly conforten hem that travaillen in the service of Crist, right so conforten the vileyns wordes and knakkes of japeris hem that travaillen in the service of the devel. Thise been the synnes that comen of the tonge that comen of Ire and of othere synnes mo." (Chaucer, Parson's Tale, The Canterbury Tales)

It's at this point that I'm fairly sure that Chaucer is mocking parson who speak this way. And perhaps any and all religious officials. Almost all of the non-religious officials tell stories meant to amuse--that is, in fact, the *purpose* of telling these stories, to pass time on a long journey. So here comes this stuffy parson, who lies (or humble-brags, however you like) about not being a well-read man who can quote from books (and then goes on to quote a lot--though never the Greeks--was that the minimum standard for being well-read?) during the most interminably boring, officious, ass-eared sermon I have ever had the misfortune to lay eyes on. I can't wait to see what the Host has to say about this tale after the telling is done.

[fideofestival2017]

Sinu seinte sees / Within Thy Walls / שאלוה†לשלומה

Omer Sharon, Daniella Schnitzer (Bezalel Academy of Art and Design)

2015, ISR, 7'17''

A city portrait of the complicated daily life in Jerusalem.

Jeruusalemma keeruka igapäevaelu linna portree.

Mr Sand

Soetkin Verstegen

2016, DEN/BEL, 8'15''

A dreamy animated documentary about the dangers of early cinema. The atmosphere of old film theatres is recalled through a mixture of handmade techniques.

Unikaalne animeeritud dokumentaalfilm varajase kino ohtudest. Vanade kinoteatrite atmosfäär taastatakse käsitsi valmistatud tehnikate segu abil.

Mis juhtub teie ajus, kui näete saksa sõna nagu ... ¿ /

What Happens in Your Brain If You See a German Word Like…¿

Zora Rux (dffb German Film and Television Academy Berlin)

2015, GER, 5'

A surreal trip into the world of an extremely long German word. The Borderlands Competition Maribor Grand Prix and Maribor Students Jury Borderlands Award.

Sürreaalne reis äärmiselt pikka saksa sõna maailma. Maribor Grand Prix ja Maribori žürii Borderlands auhinnaga pärjatud teos.

Steinway/ Lo Steinway

Massimo Ottoni (Istituto Luce Cinecittà)

2016, ITA, 17'30''

During WWI a group of Austrian soldiers on the Italian front find a piano in a ruin. The instrument catalyzes most human feelings but the meaningless barbarity they try to forget is always ready to burst. 

I maailmasõja ajal leidis Itaalia sõjaväe Austria sõdurite rühmitus varemetest klaveri. Instrument katalüüsib kõige inimlikumaid tundeid, kuid nende mõttetu barbaarsus, mida nad püüavad unustada, on alati valmis välja purskuma.

Nüüd on see läbi / Now It's Over

Dave Merson Hess (Night Heron)

2015, USA, 4'37''

The broad variety of visual styles (stop motion with paper puppets, ink on paper, watercolor, and paint-on-glass) in a tribute to French and Japanese New Wave auteurs of the late ’60s. Music: A Place to Bury Strangers.

Visuaalsete stiilide lai varieering (stop motion pabernukud, tint paberil, akvarell ja värv klaasil), austusega Prantsuse ja Jaapani New Wave pioneeridele 60ndate lõpust.

Kukuschka/ КУКУШКА

Dina Velikovskaya ("Pchela" Studio)

2016, RUS, 8'45''

Kukuschka is a bird who follows the sun. It seems as she can almost touch it, but the Sun is still far away. Suddenly she is not alone anymore, but for two it's even more difficult to keep going so fast.

Kukuschka on lind, kes järgneb päikele. Tundub, nagu saaks ta seda peaaegu puudutada, kuid Päike on ikkagi liiga kaugel. Äkki polegi ta enam üksi, kuid kahekesi on veelgi raskem nii kiiresti liikuda.

The Feardom

Pablo Muńoz Naharro (Pangur Animation)

2016, ESP, 2'08''

The story about fear, hope, opportunity, changes, growth and many other things one must beware of. Starring nice bluebird.

Lugu hirmust, lootusest, võimalustest, muutustest, kasvust ja paljudest muudest asjadest millest peaks teadlik olema. Peaosas kena sinilind.

Tango

Francisco Gusso, Pedro Giongo (Estudio Tijucas)

2015, BRA, 14'

After years of drought, a mystic potato sprouts in the remote springs of the Aiatak River. Soon, everything will be ready for the great ritual of Tango. Inspired by Franz Kafka's "A Hunger Artist"

Pärast aastate pikkust põuda, müstilised kartulipõrsad Aiataki jõe lättel. Varsti on kõik valmis Tango suureks rituaaliks. Lugu on inspireeritud Franz Kafka "Näljakunstnik" ainetel.

Sissepääs tasuta / Free entry

[sageandsynchronicity]

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