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Dresden files Peace Talk Live Blog

Content warning: Brief mention of SA I go off on a rant.

Dresden files Peace talk live blog

“My brother ruined a perfectly good run by saving “Justine is pregnant.” pg. 1 What a way to start a book

“He was one of the men who were so good-looking that it made people check around to see if they were being pranked.” pg. 1 Bi Harry 45

“Sorry to spoil your man time, Hemingway.” pg. 2 Ha

“I’ll have you know I’ve been a full time dad for well over a month, and Maggie isn’t dead yet. I clearly have mad parenting skills.” pg. 11 Ha and aw dad Harry

Carlos!

“The supernatural world had been kind of topsy-turvy lately. Some lunatic had managed to wipe out the Red Court of Vampires completely, and the resulting vacuum had destabilized balances of power that were centuries old.” pg. 16 Yeah Harry I wonder who would do that. Truly only a lunatic

“Marcone?” I demanded. Gentleman Johnnie Marcone, former robber baron of Chicago’s outfit was now Baron Marcone, the only vanilla human being to sign the Unseelie Accords. He’d managed that a few years ago, and he been building his power base ever since.” pg. 8 First Marcone mention and in the first chapter! Harry you were one of his signatures

“That was all him. Tell me that the Council doesn’t want me to be our emissary.”

Ramirez blinked “Wait what? Oh…God no, Harry. I mean…no. Just no.” pg. 8 Ha

“I took off the weighted vest with disgust and tossed it on the beach. It made an extremely weighty thump when it hit.” pg. 8 Nice Rock Lee moment

“I wonder if Harry Dresden is still Harry Dresden or if the Queen of Air and Darkness has turned him into her personal monster” look

I get that one a lot these days. Sometimes in the mirror.” pg. 9 Aw :( poor Harry

Mister!

Maggie!

I love Maggie and Bonnie

“As dumpy as it had been, that grotty little apartment had been my home. Damn the vampires, for burning it down. Damn Marcone, for buying the property and putting his new headquarters on the ground where home used to be.” pg. 21 I also miss Harry’s house. Also Harry, do you wonder why Marcone built his headquarters on your own house.

Is…is Harry sick?

“Runes and sigils of green light spangled the walls.” pg. 27 I don’t think Harry’s magic has always been green?

Ebenezar!

No wait Thomas is here and Eb doesn’t know they’re related oh no is there any chance they can all sit down and talk? Can we please all be grownups and communicate with each other just this once

“What is that thing here?” Ebenezar demanded

Thomas lifted his eyebrows. “Thing? Pretty bold assertion of righteousness from the White Council’s hatchet man.” pg. 30 Eb that’s rude to call Thomas a thing

“There has been a motion raised before the general Council to strip you of your status as a member of the White Council entirely.” pg. 33 Oh no

“If you look up unnecessary risk in the White Council’s dictionary, my picture is there. And my address. And all my personal contact information. And my permanent record from middle school.” pg. 34 Ha

“I’m being set up” pg. 36 Yep

“Stars and stones”

“Don’t say that,” he said, his tone slipping into a more familiar, grouchier cadence. “You don’t even know what it means.” pg. 40 Interesting

“Maggie,” he said quietly. His voice sounded rough. “Hello, young lady.” pg. 41 Aw

“How’d that work out?” I asked him. “Let’s ask Mom. Oh, wait. We can’t. She’s dead.” pg. 43 Poor Harry poor Eb

“Your mother is dead,” Ebenezar said. “Your father is dead. The woman who bore your child is dead. And you are the common denominator.” pg. 45 EBENEZAR! >:(

“but only a fool squared off against Ebenezar McCoy.”

(Yes. I am aware of the implications of that statement; I’d been doing it for like ten minutes.) pg. 47 Ha

Murphy!

“I don’t get to be me anymore,” she whispered” pg. 52 Poor Murphy :(

“So instead, I kissed her.” pg. 53 Harry/Murphy kiss!

“He was on the tall side of medium height, good-looking,” pg. 56 Bi Harry 46

Boo Rudolph

“And Marcone owns Rudolph,” Karrin said. She pursed her lips. “Or so we assumed.” pg. 64 He is!? When was this assembled?

“New colors”

“He made an alliance with a powerful guardian entity.” pg. 68 Interesting

Lara and Mab

“There?” pg. 71 How did Lara get three favors from Mab?!

“The embassy was on fire-and my daughter was inside.” pg. 74 Oh no :(

Earthwalk sounds terrible

“Why is everyone so shocked that I have a girlfriend?” pg. 80 Ha

Hope Carpenter!

Why ware the svartalves trying to take Maggie?

“Who did you lose?”

“Austri” pg. 87 Oh no poor Austri

“It was Thomas” pg. 90 What!? Why would Thomas try to assassin someone?

“And that’s why you’re sending me back?” Maggie asked” pg. 96 Aw poor Maggie :(

I love that Harry has plans for Maggie if he were to die again

“She hugged me tight again” pg. 99 Aw my heart :)

“He says you are,” Maggie said. “That you’re a good man. One of the best he knows.” pg. 99 My heart :)

Justine!

“Justine went limp and wept.” pg. 106 Poor Justine :(

“My friend. I recall you telling me about how one should respond to loyalty, once upon a time. That when you get it, you gotta give-it back, or else a man starts looking at those people like they’re things to be used.” pg. 112 Interesting shows Ebs teaching

Aw Harry and Eb are fighting :(

“If I do what is right, they’ll throw me to the wolves, huh?”

“Look in the mirror,” Ebenezar said harshly. “You are a wolf. That’s the point.” pg. 114 Ouch

“Outsiders” pg. 117 Oh no

“My mentor, my teacher, the most feared wizard on the planet, was frightened.” pg. 119 Oh no

Eb is so cool

This fight is so cool

Now they’re being chased

“why it’s damned stupid thing to trust vampires’ course.” pg. 126 You’re bringing this up now?! Now?

“Power against the Outsiders” pg. 128 So cool so Harry can fight the Outsiders. Wait did Harry’s mom plan Harry’s birth? Is that why Mab wanted Harry as the winter knight?

“please also observe that every single point of the plan is vampire-free.” pg. 130 Ha

“The whole pack is here. Now they’ll get serious.” pg. 131 The whole pack that’s a lot

“I don’t know.” pg. 133 Oh no

“Conjuritits? At your age?” pg. 134 What?

“Consulere Rex!” pg. 135 What. What kind of spell is this?

“Having a friggin’ Tyannosaurus Rex roaring out the tune of “Happy Birthday to You” at full volume is an entirely appropriate birthday present for Waldo Butters.” pg. 135 Ha

“And many moooooooooore!” pg. 138 Ha and yes I counted the o’s there’s 10

“God, I love working under pressure.” pg. 143 That’s good? Is this sarcastic? I think it’s sarcastic

“And I felt them.

Inside my head.

Felt the Outside.” pg. 145 Oh no

“I saw an image from their point of view-a being made of coherent light, a column of glowing energy centers, and pure dread, standing like an obelisk before the cornerhounds, a bolt of terrible lightning gathered around its upraised fists, head, and shoulders, like a miniature storm front.

I saw what they saw when they looked at me.

And I felt their fear.” pg. 145 So cool

“Because they took someone from me.”

“Mom?” I asked

His jaw muscles tightened. “Her too” pg. 148 Did vampires also kill Ebs wife? Whole family?

“Just…hurt.” pg. 149 Poor Harry

Butters!

“Okay. So the White Council wants to give you a hard time. So what else is new?” pg. 154 I’m with Buttes this isn’t new behavior from the White Council. This does bring back that quote from Elaine in Summer Knight “God, Harry. You can’t see it, can you? The Council doesn't care about you. They don’t want to protect you. They will only put up as long as you toe the line and don’t become an inconvenience.” pg. 150 The Council has never liked Harry. I’m more shocked that it’s taken this long.

“to recover is a solid sleep cycle” pg. 157 Knowing Harry that’s not going to happen

Andi!

Marci!

“He’s an adult human being, guys. And I’m tired. Draw conclusions, Harry.” pg. 159 Ha and throuple?

“Damn. Little guy had gotten all grown up on me.” pg. 160 Aw I’m so proud

Sayna is in town. Something is about to go down

“Who are you, and what have you done with Harry Dresden?” pg. 163 Ha

Riley! My guy you don’t get paid enough. Switch sides. Marcone probably has better benefits.

“Sister?” I asked “Oh, Sigrun Gard?”

“Freydis Gard.” pg. 170 Oh Gard has a sister

“Lara was a beautiful and dangerous as a hungry tigress, and very, very smart.” pg. 171 I’m seeing similar vibes to how Harry describes Marcone and Lara

“I thought it was closed to all outsiders then.”

She grinned and moved her hip in a little roll that made me want to stampede. “Have you looked at me?” pg. 173 Is Lara half Japanese or Korean or Chinese? Or is it because she’s pretty?

“Have you told his grandfather about him?” pg. 175 What!? Lara knows about Ebenezar?!

Okay don’t mess with Lara’s family good to know

“None of them were smiling.” pg. 186 Oh no

“Mistrusting me right from the get-go huh?” pg. 186 Not off to a great start

Can someone please de escalate this situation

“We’re friends” I said

“Then let us be your friends,” pg. 191 This isn’t how friends act. They don’t stalk, pull over their car, pointing weapons at them! Just let Harry explain and trust him.

“The last time I’d faced off with this many Wardens, they’d been there to arrest me, after the death of Justin DuMorne. I’d been sixteen. I’d remember how frightening those grim spartan figures had been.” pg. 192 That’s a lot of wardens after one warlock. Why so many?

Rant start

“He’s been with at least one sexual partner in the past several hours,” pg. 193 What. Is that the spell? Why would you make that spell? Why would you do that to Harry?

“And, as I realized what they’d been doing, my own anger started swelling dangerously. The Council had poked its nose in my business my entire adult life. It didn’t need to start poking it there. My heart started beating faster.” pg. 193 HOW FUCKING DARE THEY. >:( They have no right to know that information. The spell only seems to say that at least one and it seems to make no indication whatsoever if it was consensual. Maybe it wasn’t they (wardens) know that. They’re accosting Harry. Why do they care who Harry sleeps with? It’s none of their business. They don’t react this way to Mab when Harry becomes the Winter Knight. This is such an invasion of privacy.

“Who was it?” Ramirez asked me, voice hard

“The nerve” I snarled

“Was it Lara?” he pressed. His jaw set like stone. “Harry, has she gotten to you?”

My fingers tighten on my staff until the wood cracked. “You’re crossing a goddamned line, Carlos.”

“Harry,” Chandler began, his tone soothing. He reached out to put a companionable hand on my shoulder.””

I struck it away

Chandler hissed and withdrew his arm, holding it close to his body.

“We have to know, Dresden,” Ramirez said. “Who did you sleep with tonight?”

“Because your sex life is a disaster, you pull this crap on me,” I growled” pg. 193 It’s none of their business. The nerve is right. They are crossing so many lines. Good if Harry doesn’t punch every single one of these Wardens by the end of the book I’ll do it myself and they deserve the backlash/back talk.

“Carlos face drained of color, but his expression never changed. “Believe it. Who?”

“Suddenly I remember why I have authority issues,” I said “Go fuck yourself Ramirez. And tell whoever ordered you to do this to me to pound sand while you’re at it.”

“Captain Luccio ordered me to do this,” Ramirez said quietly. “She’s still your friend. She wants to help you, too.”

“I don’t need this kind of help,” I said. “We’re supposed to be on the same side.”

“We are,” Chandler said emphatically. Then his face fell. “Unless. . . we aren’t, I suppose.”

“Ever word I’ve said to you is true,” I snapped. Or at least not a lie. “I’ve had enough bullshit from the White Council for one night.” pg. 194 Yes Harry has every reason to have authority issues. Tell him off Harry. LUCCIO! Why would you order this? I’m so disappointed in you. Did she think this was a good idea because of what happened to her and Peabody? If that’s why it doesn’t mean you get to be suspicious and be an unreasonable jerk to Harry. Why would the wardens agree to this? I thought they were Harry’s friends. Harry’s actually friends would sit him down and talk to him and trust him. This is an order you have to look at and disagree. You need to think for yourself. Why would anyone think this was a good idea?

Rant End

“Margaret Katherine Amanda Carpenter,” I chanted rhythmically, “I call you.” pg. 200 Ha

“I’m human. But this mantle isn’t like yours. It’s an order of magnitude more complex.” pg. 202 Interesting

“Molly had definitely become someone darker and more dangerous.” pg. 203 Oh no

“And more than anything else, it’s where you build that world that you want.” pg. 212 I love the passage about home

“My comfy, dumpy old apartment was gone, flattened by Gentlemen Johnnie Marcone to make way for his stupid little castle and the Bigger Better Brighter Future Society. I mean, that had only been after the Red Court of Vampires had burned my home down, but I guess I’d settled their harsh not long after. I was willing to call that one even.” pg. 213 Marcone mention! It’s a cool castle.

“I bowed my head at a light and wept.” pg. 213 Poor Harry

“Then perhaps you are the right person, in the right place, at the right time,” Michael said “Again. Have faith in that. And get some sleep.” pg. 218 I love this

Oh dear Molly hasn’t told her parents about being the Winter Lady

Pretty suit

Gary!

Sanya!

“He’d shaved his head entirely, and his scalp was the color of dark chocolate, covered with beads of sweat, and the blazing afternoon sun shone gratuitously upon all the muscles.” Bi Harry 47

“But knowledge good, too, da?”

“Da,” I said, firmly.” pg. 230 Of course Harry thinks knowledge is good

“And directly through Sanya’s wrist.” pg. 233 Oh dear

“He suddenly frowned. “Hey” pg. 234 Ha

“With an angel inside,” breathed Butters” pg. 239 So cool

“I accidentally ran it through the laundry once.” pg. 239 Ha

“The fete was being hosted at the Brighter Future Society’s headquarters, a small but genuine freaking castle that Gentleman Johnnie Marcone had flown over from somewhere in Scotland, stone by stone, and rebuilt on the lot of a burned-down boarding house.” pg. 242 Marcone mention!

“My old house.

Gone now

In fire

I wanted to go home.” pg. 242 Poor Harry :(

“When it got fully dark, Marcone’s castle would look like it was holding a flashlight under its chin.” pg. 243 Marcone mention and ha

“Technically, this wasn’t my first visit to Marcone’s little fortress, but it was the first time I’d done so physically.” pg. 247 Marcone mention

“M-Baron Marcone, the White Court, and the Paranetters have formed an alliance against the Former here in Chicago the past few years,” I said “Too many kids had gone missing.” pg. 248 Yep and I love that Harry has to stop and correct himself from just saying Marcone

“Wild Bill scowled darkly. “They turned to criminals and the White Court for help, did they?”

I straightened and turned slowly to Wild Bill, lookIng directly at him. “Their kids were being taken. And it wasn’t like we were helping them.”

Wild Bill quickly averted his gaze from mine. There was an uncomfortable silence.” pg. 249 Yep what were the White Council doing while Harry was dead? And the years after. It doesn’t seem like they were helping people. Where were the people supposed to go? Marcone and Lara were offering protection.

Childs!

German Shepherd! Doggy!

“My employer’s main concern tonight is that no one brings any explosive compounds inside,” he said calmly.

“Yeah. That would suck, if everything blew up and the place burned down,” I said “I speak from experience.” I might have given him a toothy smile as I said it.” pg. 250 Ha and come on Harry’s here. There’s going to be a fire.

I’m halfway through the book

“Marcone keeps a platoon of Einherjaren on standby. Remember?” pg. 251 Marcone mention

“Me, too. Just remember what I taught you.”

“Never start the fight. Always finish it.”

“Not that.”

“Make your bed and do your chores?”

“Not that”

“Something, something, never let them see you sweat.”

A grin flashed over the old man’s seamed face, there and gone. “Close enough.” pg. 252 Ha

“Marcone’s little castle had a large central hall that took up what had to be a goodly portion of its ground floor.” pg. 253 Marcone mention and this castle is so cool. I can’t wait for Harry to get it.

“And apparently, Baron Marcone had convinced them to help him.” pg. 253 Marcone mention and it’s interesting that Marcone got the Summer court to help

“And they were playing for Marcone’s party.” pg. 254 How many favors does Marcone have? And to who? How many did he cash in for this accord meeting? Why?

“I thought about the vaults we’d partially wrecked in the basement of Marcone’s bank, where he’d been entrusted with protecting assets from a dozen different supernatural nations at least. Just how many markers had Marcone given out? How many truly scary beings were in the man’s debt?

I frowned. The robber baron of Chicago was becoming a real concern.” pg. 254 Yep and I can’t wait to see him

“I blinked. Lara wasn’t exactly a ditzy party girl, but she was doing a damned good impression.” pg. 258 Oh Lara’s plotting

Oh interesting that the favor have an effect on Harry

Oh no ghouls are here

“I considered setting them all on fire for a while, until I started getting looks from the table. It was only then that I noticed how wildly I was smiling and moved along.” pg. 264 Harry hates ghouls so much

IVY! She’s here!

Where’s Kincaid?

Has it really been years since Harry saw Ivy?

I want Marcone. Where’s Marcone? This is his event. Hmmm =|

Vadderung!

Ferrovax is here too?!

Genoakwa survived?! He’s here?!

Oh good it’s just RiverShoulder’s

The Forest People are joining the Accords!

Yes Harry is a good friend. I wish Carlos remembered that yes I’m still mad about it

“Blood on His Soul won’t forget.” pg. 270 That’s his name?! And he survived!? Ahhh!!!

“Yeah. Marcone had plenty of people here.” pg. 270 Yep

“Yeah, these parties are a hoot,” pg. 272 Yeah Harry isn’t great at parties

“Beowulf. Vadderung.” pg. 273 VADDERUNG was Beowulf! That’s so cool

River Shoulders is old

“You know what, Hoss Dresden?” pg. 275 So far three people have called Harry ‘Hoss’ Eb, Listen-to-Wind, and River Shoulders

“You pretty good about defying folk who need defying. And you’re getting better about fighting out who those folk are.” pg. 275 Yep

“Sometime, you want to learn more, come find me.” pg. 275 I hope Harry learns from Rivers

“Baron Marcone has given his permission, as host, for me to deal with this matter.” pg. 281 Marcone mention

“Baron Marcone, as host of this gathering, offered to hold my brother prisoner until the matter had been settled through an Accorded emissary.” pg. 283 Marcone mention

“My read is that this whole conference is Marcone’s baby.”

I grunted agreement. “He’s actually doing what Cristos only thinks he is,” I said. “Building alliances.”

“And if you screw up Marcone’s plan? Karrin asked bluntly.

“His reputation takes a hit,” I said

“And he will respond to that.”

“Marcone is actually aware of the concept of payback,” I agreed.

Karrin glowered. “I don’t know all of the beings you deal with very well, Harry. But I know Marcone. And he scares me.” pg. 286 Marcone mention. Yeah Marcone is scary. So this is Marcone’s pet project.

“I love you,” I said.” pg. 292 Ahhh!!! :)

Yelp now they’re getting tailed

Why is everyone looking at Justine?

How do I only have 12 chapters left?

I like Freydis

“Are you seeing anyone?”

Murphy blinked.

“Mortals cheeks turned bright pink. “Um.”

Freydis frowned slightly and glanced from Murphy to me and back. “I don't mind sharing.”

“I’m . . . I’m Catholic,” Murphy said.

Freydis’s eyes shone with a wicked sparkle. “I don’t mind conflicted, either.”

Murphy gave me a somewhat desperate glance.

Huh. I’d officially seen everything now. Murphy asking for a rescue. From monsters and madmen, she’d never cried uncle.

It had taken a redhead.” pg. 309 Ha and Murphy didn’t say she wasn’t straight just Catholic so I’m putting that down as a Bi Murphy 2

“Marcone owns it.” pg. 317 Marcone mention

“It’s bullshit. However inconvenient you might be for them, whether any of them like it or not, you’re a wizard Harry.” pg. 319 You know what’s bullshit your intervention. I will be forever be mad about it

“Yet a wizard, Harry,” I growled.” pg. 319 Ha

I’m almost done and it’s only been four days

“Point is, I’ve already cast my vote on your behalf. So have most of the other Wardens.”

I was quiet for a second, with my throat a little tight. “Oh. Thanks.” pg. 319 That doesn’t make up for the intervention

“Don’t you like parties, Harry?” pg. 320 Ha and is that an understatement

“Wham. It was nearly audible, how fast his expression became a closed door.” pg. 320 Ah right Bombshell

“Why would he?

He was a friend. He trusted me.

I felt sick.” pg. 321 Is Carlos really your friend after the intervention. Does he really trust you? He was the one to mistrust and track Harry first

“Baron Marcone was a handsome man of middle years dressed in an immaculate gray business suit. Perhaps slightly taller than average, he had barely changed in all the years I’d known him. The few marks of age that had come upon him only made him look more reserved, severe, and dangerous.” pg. 322 Bi Harry 48 and MARCONE my guy is here finally! Look at him! I love him probably far too much. And yes Harry Marcone is handsome.

“Marcone glanced up as the White Council’s delegation entered together, and he looked at me for a moment, his expression neutral.” pg. 323 Marcone mention and I love that Marcone looked at Harry. I wonder what he’s thinking?

“I returned the look with as much of a poker face as I could, and we both looked elsewhere at the same moment, as if we’d planned it.” pg. 323 Ha

“I briefly toyed with the image of Marcone, with several missing teeth, reclining in a dentist chair for repair work while Gard and Hendricks menaced the poor DDS with their glowers, and it made me smile.” pg. 324 Ha

“If any underworld boss in the world had a dental plan for his employees, it would be Marcone.” pg. 324 Yep

“I should probably be looking into a checkup for Maggie before she went to her new school in the fall,” pg. 324 Ha and yes dad Harry

“Oh. You just went from a three to a six, seidermadr. I like men who look past the surface of things. And you can dance.” pg. 328 Ha and yes Harry can dance

“One of Marcone’s people in the in the red jackets looked like he might disagree with me going up the stairs to the gym” pg. 331 Marcone mention

“The guard looked from me over toward Marcone’s camp. Marcone didn’t look up from his conversation, but Hendricks, his right hand, gave the guard a nod.” pg. 331 Marcone mention and what is he thinking?

Why are Harry and Lara undressing?

“Marcone had to give in with grace and installed dumbwaiter doors.” pg. 333 Marcone mention and ha

Why are they getting in the dumbwaiter? How can they both fit? How can Harry fit?

“Oh. You and the policewoman? Congratulations, wizard.” pg. 334 Yes true love protection

Wait I need to go back I missed Gard and Hendricks description because I was distracted by Marcone

“had grown out a short beard that had come out several shades darker than his hair,” pg. 323 Hendricks has a beard!

“on top of Lara in the boxing ring, making out furiously.” pg. 336 What. Why? Out of all the illusions you go with that one? After that “intervention” if anyone sees it won’t be good for Harry

I hope the guard will be ok

“Because it was my door.

My door, mine, from my old apartment; the door to my sub basement lab.” pg. 347 Harry’s basement! Does Marcone know it’s Harry’s lab? Why did he keep it? Has Marcone gone into the lab? Can he? Ah it’s a piece of Harry’s home.

“Hells bells, I wanted to feel like I was home again. And instead, I was standing in Marcone’s house.” pg. 346 Well it’s going to be Harry’s house soon.

Poor Thomas :(

“You’ve got conjuritis? I’ve heard about how awkward it can be when wizard kids get the disease. Aren’t you a few. . . decades old for that?” pg. 354 Interesting could Harry have gotten it from Maggie? Does being isolated to just him, Justin, and Elaine in their adolescence play a part? Does Harry have a longer lifespan than other wizards so now in his 40’s he still considered young enough to get conjuritis? Why does Lara know about conjuritis? Did Thomas, Molly, Maggie, or Charity? ever get conjuritis? Am I massively overthinking this probably

“The whole time I got dressed, I did my best to ignore the image in the boxing ring” pg. 355 It’s still going on?!? Why?

The potion from Fool’s Moon!

“He loved books.

He took me to see Star Wars movies.

Him and me.” pg. 360 Aw Harry’s dad got him into Star Wars :) My heart

Oh no Ferrovax can see Harry

Oh good Vadderung is helping

“None of the valets or staff survived.” pg. 367 Oh no

Noooo Gwynn ap Nudd I liked you

“YOU DARE! YOU ARE A GUEST IN THIS HOUSE!” pg. 374 Oh dear Mab is mad

“I remember how you wept when Merlin cast you out.” pg. 813 What!? Mab and Merlin

What

Just

Happened

Did the being just kicked Mab through the wall?

Who is the bronze lady?

“Gentleman John Marcone stepped out from the unmoving Gard, impeccable in his suit. He didn’t look frightened, though he had to be. He simply stepped forward, clear of his guards, and said, “Good evening, madam. I am Baron John Marcone. This is my home. Might I have the pleasure of knowing how you wish to be addressed?” pg. 378 Marcone mention and what are you doing Marcone?

“The goddess narrowed her eyes, watching Marcone with the kind of revulsion that one normally sees reserved for a swarm of maggots. She shook her head, dismissing Marcone from her attention as she fixed her gaze on Vadderung again.” pg. 378 Marcone mention and don’t you look at Marcone like that.

“This is your host?” she demanded. “You permit a mortal among you? Where is your dignity? Where is your pride?” She shook her head. “This world has gone astray. We have failed it. And I will no longer huddle fearfully in the seas and watch the mortals turn it into their filthy hive.” pg. 378 Who made you the judge, jury, and executioner? And Marcone is cool.

“The goddess walked forward, starting down at Marcone. She circled him, shaking her head in judgement and still no one moved.” pg. 378 Don’t you shake your head at Marcone

“Chicago fell into total darkness.” pg. 381 Oh no

“A solid quarter minute of stunned silence followed before Gentleman John Marcone hauled himself to his feet, looked around at the destruction and confusion in the hall, and mused, “It would seem we have the Formor’s answer with regards to the peace process.” pg. 382 Marcone mention and yes Ethniu made her statement quite clear

“The dead, it would appear,” Marcone said. He started for the high seat and offered a hand to Molly. She glowered at him but took his hand and rose with a polite nod. He spoke in a low, intent voice that wouldn’t be overheard by most of the room. “Assess Mab, please, Winter Lady.”

Molly stared at him for a second. Then she went over to the hole in the stone wall behind high seat. She stared for moment and said, “What’s on the other side of the wall?”

“Storage,” Marcone said

“On the other side of that,” pg. 382 Let Marcone help you up Molly.

Yes Marcone call out LaChaise

“Are you a coward, sir,” Marcone asked, his voice deadly quiet.

“A question, sir,” Marcone said. “Not a statement.”

“Tread carefully, mortal,” LaChaise said. “I would be pleased to use your own entrails to make sausage links.”

“I ask the question,” Marcone said, “because your next actions will show everyone here what you are, LaChaise.”

“Marcone’s voice cracked out. You are a guest, sir. In my house.” pg. 384 Let him have it! Marcone’s so cool

“Once you awaken them, frighten them, you anger them. They will lash out at any supernatural threat they can find” pg. 386 Yep humans are scary

“It meant that the Last Titan was in league with the Outsiders.” pg. 390 Oh no

Yes Marcone taking control of the situation

“But Chicago’s streets had changed.” pg. 394 Oh no

“And being initiated to the supernatural world was difficult even when it happened gently-much less when it rolled up and ripped someone’s face off.” pg. 396 It’ll be interesting to see what happens when the masquerade comes off

“You fool,” he said. “You damned fool.” pg. 399 Oh no

“Don’t you see, boy? You’ll be vulnerable, compromised. Mab, and this creature, they’re isolating you. That’s what abusers do.” pg. 402 Yep

“And then me and the old man went to war.” pg. 403 Oh no

“But he deserved the truth. Had to have it, really.” pg. 411 This is how you’re going to tell him

“Good talk.” I said. “Wizard McCoy.” pg. 413 My heart :( ow will they ever recover from this?

“It hurts” I said quietly. “Oh God. It hurts.” pg. 416 Poor Harry :(

“The Eye of Balor” pg. 420 The what?

Alfred!

Lara stop

“Murphy was holding a live grenade to either side of their heads.” pg. 439 Murphy what are you doing?!?

“Gods, that’s hot,” pg. 440 Ha

“I’d heard the tone before. Back when I’d had to put the fear of, well me, into a vampire named Bianca. We’d sort of been amicable opponents up until that point. Things changed when I’d made her feel helpless. Things had gotten a little complicated.” pg. 441 Bianca just keeps haunting the narrative she’s been dead for what a decade? We’re still dealing with the repercussions of her party.

Ok so Harry’s plan is to trap Ethniu

“I thought of the hideous scarlet light of the Eye, tearing through Marcone’s little fortress.” pg. 455 Final Marcone mention and how are they going to get Ethniu to DeamonReach?

Final thoughts

Good book. I liked the fights and thought it was funny. I wish there were more Marcone moments but I always want that so that’s not new. We're up to Bi Harry 48 moments and Bi Murphy 2. Not sure how everyone is going to defeat the Formor and trap Ethniu. I’m sad about Eb and Harry’s fight. I was too sad to comment much about the fight. Poor Thomas I’m not sure how he’s going to come back and I have no idea what’s going on with Justine. I want someone to punch Carlos and co. for their “intervention” and I want to punch Luccio. That was such a long rant not sure if it made any sense. I think that was the fastest I’ve ever read a chapter book before. Only six days. While I want Carlos to get punched I am concerned about him. With his talk of pliers in cold case, the talk about lower power practices, and how he’s always been more of the White Council favorite than Harry. I can see him getting more extreme or more in line with the fanatics. I liked the dad Harry moments. I loved the Harry/Murphy moments. I can’t believe I’m saying this but I can’t wait for Harry to be kicked out of the White Council. What have they done for Harry?

Onto the comics. Not sure how I’m going to format that. Yes I’m procrastinating reading Battle ground. I’m not ready.

#the dresden files #wizardbaron #harry dresden is bi #peace talks #cw sa mention

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182 Days of TPN - Day 100

Chapter 100: “Arrival”

One of the few things season two did right was keeping Simon alive. They made his eyes so pretty with that shade of green and he’s just one of those characters that you instantly fall in love with how sweet of an older brother he is to Phil.

Eugene I remember, Charlie’s name doesn’t ring a bell but I’ve definitely seen that face of his before, but I have no memory of a child called Milosz at all??

Sigh.. soon my queen will return, if only for a short while. unfortunately.

I think one of the things I hate most about this chapter is how quick it got us to like Simon, even going as far to compare him to Don, then BAM! Literally being shipped off next panel!

The chapter continues to pull at my heartstrings once it makes the parallel of Phil being in a similar situation as Ray when he knew the house’s secret, only difference being that Phil is a couple years younger than Ray when he first found out about the farm, which that makes the pain hurt even more!

Quick, no one tell Phil that Emma passed out in the forest due to her injured ear and a fever or that she was brutally stabbed by an insane demon. The little guy would surely have a heart attack if he knew.

There’s no way in hell a four year old child should be subjected to such depressing thoughts and emotions! At least it all makes the ch175/176 reunion with Emma worth it but aaahh, Phil is too precious to deserve any of this pain in the first place!

“They ask you how you are, and you just have to say that you're fine, when you're not really fine.” (Damn Isabella, she raised a handful of wonderful actors.)

And the absolute worst part of this chapter is when this finger-tapping bastard comes along, spreading fear into our hearts and Phil’s. What really sucks is that we still dunno exactly what Andrew asked of him and what Phil ended up telling him. All we find out in ch111 is that the conversation mentioned Emma but not much else.

Thankfully the chapter lightens up a bit when we turn our attention back to the Cuvitidala search group. Once again loving the detail of Emma adjusting her hearing to aid her missing ear like she did in ch43 & 67.

I love Zack and how he’s so easily impressed and/or scared by how these children are able to function so efficiently. Of course I’m very proud Don & Gilda managed to follow Ray’s crazy request as well.

And if we’re gonna talk about stuff that’s praise-worthy, then I gotta mention how Emma killed three wild demons at once! I haven’t a clue on how she managed to fire off three arrows simultaneously and have each head in a separate direction to hit the necessary weak spots so perfectly, but who cares! Lovely archery skills regardless!

I really wish we were able to see more of the journey to Cuvitidala though. Apparently it takes them 52 days to get there yet we only get a couple panels. It might not have been as exciting as them finally arriving at the destination itself, but after all the intense action we saw in GP, I’d be down for some chill adventuring. Hell, I just wish to see Violet and Zack interact with our GF kids more and continue to be astonished by how smart they all are. Also wanna see how Zack handled being surrounded by these kids for months since he’s quite literally the only adult on this trip.

Favorite panel/moment:

Violet and Zack being terrified of the GF kid’s capabilities yet again. And Ray looks far too pretty in that second panel. It’s not fair. Could you imagine if he had bright colored eyes in the anime? Oh my.. I’d die. and yes I’d hope for a real light purple, of course.

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Character Spotlight: William Riker

By Ames

A Star to Steer Her By is continuing on our diplomatic conference Who’s Who in Starfleet with the Enterprise-D’s bearded dynamo, Commander William T. Riker. He’s The Next Generation’s answer to the Captain Kirk character, but with possibly more manwhoring around and he leaves the actual leadership to Captain Picard. Ya know, so he can do more manwhoring!

But of course, Will Riker is so much more than a pretty beard. So swing your leg over the back of that chair and have a seat as we focus on Picard’s number one (and we don’t mean the dog). Some of our favorite and least favorite Riker moments are outlined below and you can listen to this week’s podcast episode (jump to 1:05:52) for the full discussion. Shields up! Rrrrrrred alert!

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Best moments

Guess I’ll go eat worms Whoops, I was wrong on the podcast when I said Riker ate the mealworms in “Conspiracy” (I was probably thinking of the next item on this list); he’s about to take a big bite before he turns the tables on the baddies. But he still does get to pretend to be mind-controlled by the bug monster, infiltrate the admirals’ dinner, and then utterly explode Remmick and the queen bug!

Gagh is always best when served live Now in “A Matter of Honor,” Riker does get to eat some gagh when he’s on the officer exchange program with the Klingon ship. And he really takes charge while he’s serving aboard the IKS Pagh, punching the biggest brute in the room, making eyes at all their women, and challenging Captain Kargan all while upholding Klingon customs to a T.

Pinocchio is broken. Its strings have been cut. Ignoring that Phillipa Louvois put Riker in a situation that could have been avoided if they had an actual attorney represent Bruce Maddox in Data’s sapience trial in “The Measure of a Man,” Riker actually does a pretty good job lawyering. But what really does well for his character is the final scene where he is lamenting how close he got to getting Data dissected, and that’s lovely.

The illegal move, hachidan kiritsu We discussed a little bit how shitty a father Kyle Riker was to Will in our Parents blogpost, but we’ve got to give the younger Riker some credit for figuring out that daddy has been cheating him for years and years in anbo-jyutsu in “The Icarus Factor,” overcoming the influence that he’s had over his life, and making the decision for himself to stay on the Enterprise.

Mr. Worf, fire Not only does “The Best of Both Worlds” introduce us to Picard as Locutus, in all his glory and defeat, but we also finally get a taste of what Riker would be like as a captain. He’s been dodging getting his own ship for years now, and it’s rather surprising since we see that he can make the difficult decisions when he needs to, in this case firing on his own Borgified captain.

You don't have to be alone anymore We also see in several episodes on our list that Riker tends to get abducted an awful lot, and he figures out the respective ruses pretty smartly! In this case, in “Future Imperfect,” there’s practically a multi-part escape room for him to solve, and at the center of it is an abandoned young orphan who was one of the better children we discussed in our Kiddos post!

Star Trek says LGBTQ rights! You’ll see when you move on to our naughty Riker moments that a lot of his shitty relationships made the cut, but an actually meaningful and progressive relationship comes out of “The Outcast.” It was very moving watching Riker stand up for Soren, the J'naii scientist who just wanted to express the gender she identified as, which makes the episode’s resolution all the more heartbreaking.

Computer, create table Don’t worry, this won’t be the last time Riker gets abducted by aliens and deduces his way out of the problem. In “Schisms,” many crewmembers have been getting stolen away and experimented upon in their sleep, but Riker (with help from the holodeck’s renowned table program) goes in mostly conscious, saves a crewmember, and escapes. Now it’s time for a well-deserved nap!

Don't let them tell you you're crazy We have one final alien abduction in this list because we have to include the absolutely phenomenal “Frame of Mind”! Jonathan Frakes acts his ass off in this mindfuck of an episode, alternating between screaming about hallucinating things to actually hallucinating things. When he finally figures out that he’s being experimented upon yet again, it feels like a triumph.

Play “Night Bird”! For all intents and purposes, Tom Riker is the same entity as Will Riker, so we’ll include his great moment in this list as well! We’ve got to give him credit in “Second Chances” for staying sane while abandoned for eight years on Nervala IV, which is a feat unto itself. So it’s just gravy that he also finally mastered playing “Night Bird” on the trombone and creating some fine phaser art!

I think the resemblance is rather striking We’ve got a couple of moments from “The Pegasus” to recount to you, on both batches of lists, so let’s start off with how cute it was for Riker to be so into celebrating Captain Picard Day! It’s just a delightful little exchange that shows the admiration that the first officer has for his captain. Imagine how fun Commander Riker Day must be!

It was wrong twelve years ago, and it is wrong today Riker impresses us throughout the rest of “The Pegasus” by turning against one of Jake’s Corrupt Admirals, Eric Pressman, who is planning on using a phased cloaking device, utterly violating the Treaty of Algeron. It’s a great little character arc watching Riker’s guilt trip from having taken Pressman’s side years go to watching him defy orders to be on the side of what’s right!

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Worst moments

If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it The Troi-Riker relationship throughout a lot of TNG was a bit confused and inconsistent, especially in the early episode “Haven” when Troi’s arranged marriage pops up. Riker is suddenly super jealous all episode long, moping about, whining at Troi, being mean to Wyatt, the works. Dude, you had your chance. And dude, she’s not pleased about it either! Chill out!

Taking mansplaining to another level Have we ever had a take on a matriarchal planet that wasn’t just plain sexist? That’s definitely on display in “Angel One” when all the Elected One of the society needs to see the errors of her people’s ways is for Riker to swoop in, take her to bed, and then have him take charge in that manly way of his. Why couldn’t this have been a job for Troi? Or Bev? Or Yar?

I don’t mean to be indelicate. But who’s the father?! Speaking of Troi (but not Yar because she was dead by this point), that weird relationship between Imzadis gets weirder in “The Child” when Troi gets knocked up by a lightning bug. And Riker, in full crazy ex-boyfriend mode, gets on her case about who the father is, and then starts trying to make decisions for Troi about the fate of her child.

You can't make an omelet without breaking a few eggs This is just a small detail we like to harp on, and that’s that Riker is supposedly making omelets for everyone at the top of “Time Squared” but what he actually makes are scrambled eggs. And not even good scrambled eggs! And evidently his cooking never gets better later in life, as we’re forced to watch him burn a pizza in “Nepenthe” in the series Picard as well!

One William Riker is unique, perhaps even special Oh boy, we’ve already talked a little bit about how problematic “Up the Long Ladder” is in our Picard post, but it’s more messed up than that. The Mariposans end up stealing DNA from Riker and Pulaski, and Riker is so enraged by this that he murders the clones that are created without any discussion first. Pretty much everything about this episode is a travesty though.

Always look before you leap I just think this one’s kinda funny but worth including if only for how dumb it is that Riker gets snared by some kind of trap Kevin Uxbridge set in “The Survivors.” A dangling Will Riker is just so goofy and ridiculous that I wanted to rewatch that scene a couple of times to laugh at what a buffoon this scene made of him.

I've always wanted to make love with an alien So it’s pretty much implied that Riker bangs Lanel in the episode “First Contact” (not to be confused with the movie First Contact), right? I’ve said it to Nicolai Rozhenko and I’ll say it again: No sleeping with primitive people you’re observing while under cover, no matter the circumstances! No matter how thirsty she is! No matter what she’s offering in return! No!

You will follow Starfleet uniform code aboard this ship, Ensign You rarely see hardass Riker come out and it’s really inconsistent when he does. So it practically comes out of nowhere when he suddenly orders Ro to take out her Bajoran earring in “Ensign Ro” even though it’s a part of her culture. No one makes Worf take off his baldric. And it’s not until Captain Jellico demands it that Troi has to get out of her damn pajamas.

Let's drop the ranks for a moment Speaking of my man Jellico! Riker not only acts insubordinate to Picard’s replacement during “Chain of Command,” he just comes off as a whiny little bitch the whole time because Jellico does this differently than Picard. And Jellico has to come begging this petulant brat to pilot a shuttlecraft. Do your damn job, Riker. You’d never act like this to Picard.

Mutiny on the Pegasus On the flip side, Riker had no problem following orders like a little sheep when he served with Pressman. Sure, he makes up for it later as we described above in “The Pegasus,” but first Riker sided with the obviously wrong and dangerous Captain Pressman, effectively sentencing every mutineer on the ship to a horrible death. Grapple with that, Riker. Oh, you already did.

Smooth as an android's bottom It’d be kind to just call Insurrection extremely uneven. On the one hand, we get great speechifying from Picard, as we mentioned last week. But on the other hand, the fountain of youth jokes and the failure to explore whatever the hell was happening with time are just as groan inducing as watching Riker shave off his magnificent beard because he was feeling horny.

Full-beard Riker > Goatee Riker Because we’ve already decided Tom Riker is fair game, let’s give the transporter duplicate a little bit of guff when he appears in the Deep Space Nine episode “Defiant.” Just… what the hell was his plan? Steal the Defiant for the Maquis… and then what? Kill Kira? Kiss Kira? Make up your damn mind! I’m glad this idiot is stuck in the Cardassian mines for life.

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It’s time to put our trombones away now until the next time someone requests a recital of “Night Bird.” Join us next week as we have more TNG crewmembers to analyze, specifically the fan favorite yellow-eyed android of the show. We’re also still fighting our way through Enterprise over on the podcast side of things, so keep up with our warp-five watch through over on SoundCloud or your favorite podthing, beam on over to Facebook and Twitter, and toot toot toot!

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Sam/Bucky, 29

29. It’s 2am and I’m cursing your name (from this prompt list) more gbbo AU shenanigans, as per usual. with permission from the bake off queen herself! Set pre-all stars season by a few years 🩷

“You know what, Buck? This is all your fault.”

Bucky lifts his gaze from the digital readout on the kitchen scale to look at Sam, who is doing a fairly impressive job of looking stern for someone who also has powdered sugar on the tip of his ear. He assumes Sam doesn’t know that last part, though, and he decides it’s funnier if he doesn’t tell him.

“I’m not saying you’re wrong,” Bucky says, tiredly, “just that you’re going to have to be more specific.”

Natasha makes an soft, amused snorting sound from Sam’s other side but doesn’t look away from the recipe she’s been staring at for the past ten minutes. She’s got her hair piled on her head and secured with an enormous claw clip and she’s making the sort of face she normally reserves for when she encounters one of the few languages she doesn’t speak a word of, but she is also tapping her foot and mumbling along to the B-52s song that is playing softly out of a bluetooth speaker (a concession to the fact that everyone else in the house is asleep and also that Sam regards baking in silence as a weird form of punishment), so she must not be in the worst mood.

“‘It’ll be fine, Sam,’” Sam says, in what Bucky guesses is probably supposed to be an impression of his voice. He’s pretty sure he doesn’t sound like Joe Pesci in real life, but he does try to avoid hearing recordings of himself talking, so it’s hard to be completely certain. “‘We’ll just bake our cakes for the wedding AFTER the rehearsal dinner!’”

“You said it was a good idea!”

“Yeah, that was one-month-ago-Sam! He didn’t have to get to the airport at 5 this morning! He’s not still up at 2 in the morning with your dumb ass, either!”

Natasha mutters something under her breath in Russian that Bucky refuses to acknowledge because he does not want to translate it for Sam.

Instead, he says, “Okay, yes, this is stressful now, but it’s all going to be worth it tomorrow—”

“Today,” Natasha interrupts.

“Not helping,” Bucky replies. “It will all be worth it when we surprise Steve and Peggy with everyone’s cakes at the wedding tomorrow.”

“Today,” both Natasha and Sam correct him, and none too gently either.

“Whatever,” Bucky grumbles. He takes a deep breath in through his nose and then releases it slowly. He tries adopting a sweeter tone with obvious effort. “Is there something I can help you with, Sam? Anything I can do to be of service? To atone for this terrible idea of mine?”

Sam looks suspicious at first—or maybe just aware that he’s being placated—but he also can’t seem to fully fight off the smile that eventually takes over his face. He shakes his head, still smiling, and says, “Just get me some more butter from the fridge, will you?”

“Yep. Absolutely. Wait, how much?” Without waiting for an answer, Bucky steps closer to peer at the recipe over Sam’s shoulder. The same shoulder that, naturally, collides with his own as Sam steps back to show him the recipe. This leaves them in a weird sort of prom picture pose as they look at the iPad together and Bucky doesn’t have to look at Natasha to know she’s smirking at them.

“Damn, is there enough butter in this thing, Sam?” he asks, just because he needs something to do besides think about how broad Sam’s shoulders are or how good he smells (even accounting for the fact that they all smell like sugar and vanilla right now).

“Fuck off, man,” Sam says, shoving him lightly. “I thought we were cool for a second there.”

The absolute last thing Bucky feels right now is cool, which is why it’s good that he’s about to stick his head in a fridge and look around for ingredients. It will give him time to calm down, and also avoid looking at Natasha for even longer.

“I’m just saying, I’d like Steve and Peggy to make it to their honeymoon without, like, any heart attacks or anything like that.”

“You’re back on my shit list now,” Sam replies, not even looking at him. “Natasha, remember this day!”

“Oh, I imagine I’ll have trouble forgetting it, Sam,” she says, coolly, as she moves to rinse some fruit in the sink.

Bucky does as he was told, then, with the attention off of him, and searches for more butter in the fridge, feeling both relieved that he and Sam are back to their usual bickering and oddly disappointed to be out of Sam’s good graces so quickly, even if it is mostly them joking around. One of these days, he vows, he’ll figure out how to feel normal about Sam Wilson. Just maybe not tonight.

#no comment except 👀#the gbbo au #bake off au #sam wilson #bucky barnes #natasha romanoff #sambucky #firstelevens #mutuals admiration society #taylor swift song prompts #prompt fill #prompt fic #homelywenchsociety #that’s my writing tag! don’t worry about it!

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Ariasaki slept with HotShotGG when she was working for CLG

Was looking up some tea about our queen and saw a tweet of hers about some truly despicable behavior.

Seeing as how HotShotGG famously created CLG and was known to live in the house with his team, the evidence seems to point strongly in his direction.

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She worked there as a chef

I know that Hotshott dated Lily for a while around the same time. Devon Nash (former CLG CEO and friend of Lily) said on a podcast once that he knew some traumatic stuff happened to Lily when she lived at the CLG house, so wouldn't surprise me if it's linked in some way.

You have to remember that 90% of the OTV+F girls came from the Leqgue scene, and there are many stories and plenty of tea about things happening 5-10 years ago

Edit: https://youtu.be/2OnKXBbseuU?t=3125 In this CLG reunion podcast, all of them spend the entire time laughing and having fun roasting their organization, staff, coach, fellow players, and each other.

But as soon as Ariasaki got brought up at 52 minutes the entire vibe changed and everyone went silent. Doublelift even said he was afraid of her getting brought up and that there was some strange dynamics with her being on the team that shouldn't be discussed, before awkwardly trying to change the subject.

A very obvious explanation is that Aria was having a sexual relationship with the owner of her organization, otherwise it would make no sense why he'd be so comfortable with barging into her room like that so many times. Years later she realized it was extremely predatory and inappropriate behavior for the CEO to take advantage of a young female employee like that, which is why she came up with the tweet calling him out. But since she was in a voluntary relationship with him, it makes it so that his behavior was not completely criminal, as it would have been if they were platonic. Which is why she is hesitant to fully call him out.

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Homestuck, page 1,801

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[S] WV?: Rise up.

Storyboards: http://readmspa.org/storyboards/01801.swf.html

Song used: Skaian Skirmish by Andrew Huo and Toby Fox

Author commentary:

[S] WV?: Rise up is another big, splashy, game-changing animation. We get a megadose of worldbuilding when it comes to the Battlefield, which has been a fairly mysterious, neglected cosmological feature up until now. It evolves to become more complex with each player entry, and only begins resembling a planet on the third change. When it reaches planet form, that's when it finally serves as a viable stage for a major, global war between the two kingdoms. And remember that time is screwy for these game-construct settings. Once they come into being, it's as if they've always been. In other words, when the Battlefield turns into a planet, suddenly it's as if it has always been a planet and a war has been raging there for years.

0:26 - It's very fortunate for the peasants that their planet-sized chessboard is arable.

0:43 - In this big chess analogy, these guys are pawns, I guess. The analogy must be pretty loose though, because it doesn't seem like any of them are respecting the grid they're marching over at all.

0:49 - Yeah, I… I'm going to have to admit, this is where the chess analogy breaks down completely. This is just fucking Star Wars now.

0:52 - The big rook freak there is a brief glimpse of the cruelty and horrors of genetic engineering for the purposes of royal warfare.

0:59 - WV began life as a simple farmer. It's a small enough detail that I don't actually remember if he was a defector from the Derse army who started to farm, or if he began that way because for some reason the kingdom also supplies a stock of peasants to farm the land while a battle rages on. Either way, he's an extremely war-weary guy, and not happy at all that the nice, tall grass he was farming just burned down.

1:05 - The incineration of WV's can-themed farm is what triggers his hatred of kings and their warmongering tyranny. We knew he hated kings, and now we know why he hates kings. You can check this off your list now.

1:09 - Here's our first glimpse of a king. His scepter, rather than a magic ring, is what grants him the power of the prototypings. It also makes him huge, and thus a formidable opponent, and is why he's basically the final boss of any Sburb session, assuming the game goes how it's supposed to. Just like chess, obviously: you kill the king and you win.

1:12 - The scepter is a pretty special object. Aside from granting powers and size, it has Skaia itself sitting atop it. Not a mock Skaia, as an ornament, but the real Skaia, as a smaller instantiation of itself, currently contained within itself as a recursive construct. Flying into the Skaia on the scepter is exactly the same as flying into Skaia in the center of the Medium. You could then travel down to the Battlefield, find the king, and fly into Skaia all over again. But if you leave Skaia, you'd never fly out of the scepter. You'd always just fly out of Skaia. Got it? Imagine him using this as a weapon in the final battle. He swats one member of your party with it, and suddenly they find themselves all the way at the edge of Skaia, and they have to fly down to the Battlefield to rejoin the battle, wasting valuable time. It's a nasty end-boss move that can disrupt your tactics.

1:24 - Two things are brewing here. WV is organizing his mutiny by recruiting disaffected troops from both sides. Meanwhile, Jack is flying overhead, planning his massacre by sizing up all of WV's troops for a nice murder spree.

1:29 - Racism is over.

1:33 - This is all part of the White Queen's gambit. Hand off the ring and scepter to PM, so she can keep them safe, while WQ and WK get out of Dodge and meet on post-apocalyptic Earth to colonize it. She realizes this session is hopeless, and there's nothing much else to do but escape, start a new civilization, and blow up all the bridges between Earth and the session. It almost works!

1:38 - It's of some interest to note that PM is holding the scepter. Which means that wielding it, unlike wearing the ring, does not grant powers to just any carapacian. The scepter apparently only works its magic on kings. As Jack proves later though, you can still wield the scepter and utilize certain powers it has, like initiating the Reckoning.

1:42 - Sburb as an infinitely complex game of Silly Chess means it has a few loose parallels with the rules of chess. In chess, the king, while essential to keep alive, is a very weak piece. The scepter-bearing kings here obviously are very strong, so that's a departure. But one similarity is of a tactical nature. The kings here are still these slow, lumbering things of very limited tactical value. They stay on the Battlefield, don't cover a lot of ground, and are kind of sitting ducks when someone nasty like Jack flies along. Whereas queens have far greater tactical maneuverability. They generally stay on Derse, but can really go anywhere and can do a lot of damage, armed with their very powerful rings. But again, as in chess, they generally stay put for a while and are only deployed once strategy demands it.

1:52 - It's probably considered bad form by just about any other carapacian to think about destroying a king's scepter. That's not how a cleanly fought war is supposed to go. But Jack is designed to be a cheater.

1:55 - I wonder if WV is second-guessing why he was ever even mad at this guy. He looks like he could be a nice buddy, if they decided to bury the hatchet right here. Too bad it will be a moot point soon.

1:57 - Featured above: one of the worst fistbump malfunctions of all time.

1:58 - What would have happened if Jack hadn't intervened here? Would WV's insurrection have succeeded? There isn't much reason to believe WV's army would have defeated a giant prototyped king, so most likely Jack just saved WV's life. Sburb includes a lot of possibilities for making things interesting outside of its usual programmed path, which probably includes potential for little pawn guy mutinies like this now and then. But it wouldn't be much of a game if a bunch of pawns could take down the final boss before you ever meet him. The possibility of a Jack mutiny being successful, in which case he simply replaces the final boss, is a much more interesting way for the game to mix things up.

2:06 - I really have no idea how Jack crammed that crown on his head, over his jester prongs. Are those like…floppy? Did he bunch all the prongs together first, and feed them into the hat, before yanking it down for them to rip through the fabric? He also only has one arm to accomplish all this. It seems awkward. Whatever he did, WV sure wasn't thrilled about the spectacle.

2:10 - Then this scepter just stays here until [S] Descend. I can't for the life of me remember how it actually gets from this location to being in Jack's possession. Hang on while I flip ahead to the end of the book. Oh okay, it's CD. He picks it up and gives it to Jack. Of course he does. What a little scamp.

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✨ WLW Wednesday: Femslash February 2022 ✨

A biweekly HP femslash rec list made by yours truly and the lovely members of the HP SAFFICS (18+) discord server.

This week's focus: Femslash February 2022. Rounding up some of our favorite WLW fics posted during the month of February.

💫 - highly recc'd |🌹 - sweet | 🌶 - spicy |🩸- sharp (mind the tags)

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ONESHOTS

Quidditch Queens by Hermione_Stranger [Cho/Ginny, E, 2.5k] 🌶

Ginny and Cho decide to settle who the Queen of Quidditch around Hogwarts really is with a magically binding wager.

Snowdrops and Dahlias by @thejilyship [fem!James/Lily, G, 2.3k] 🌹

Jamie has been looking forward to traversing about the greenhouse for a while now, but almost as soon as she walks in, her plans are derailed.

Award by Midnight_Owlat_Musings [Hermione/Bellatrix, M, 2.3k] 🌹

Bellatrix Black is a well respected archer, although she has retired from shooting competitively. Hermione Granger is a young archer who is looking for someone who can help her with her training for an up and coming competition.

The White Doe by @inmyownlittlecorner5 [Eileen Prince/Sybil Trelawney, T, 2.3k]

The white doe haunts Eileen's dreams, and Eileen is just mad enough to follow

A Place to Fall by @thesleepiesthufflepuff [Pansy/Ginny, E, 2.1k] 🌹 🌶

A month ago, Pansy would have laughed at the idea of dating Ginny Weasley, Seeker for the Holyhead Harpies and one of Britain’s most well-respected Quidditch players. Now, she supposes, things are different.

💫 Girlfriend from Canada by IceLynx [Lily/Narcissa, T, 2.0k]

Narcissa introduces her (definitely a pureblood) girlfriend to her parents.

💫 could it be wrong by @scarletvisionss [Luna/Ginny, T, 1.6k]

Ginny’s never really known what Luna thinks she has to apologize for. What she thinks Ginny won’t forgive her for.

It's in her kiss by @the-kellephant [Lavender/Padma, T, 1.7k] 🌹

Lavender has a crush on Padma. It might just be requited.

💫 A Match Made in Heaven by @sophhao3 [Lavender/Millicent, T, 1.2k]

Millicent Bulstrode is a successful matchmaker. The irony is, she is still single. When Lavender Brown—Millicent's childhood crush—shows up and demands that she help Parvati Patil find a partner, Millicent agrees. Little does she know that along the way, she'll find love for herself, too.

(See Collections below the cut!)

COLLECTIONS

Kinky Shipuary by @thebooktopus

💫 The Emerald Necklace [Daphne/Pansy, E, 1.7k] 🌶

Space Girl [Luna/Ginny, M, 350] 🌶

February Frankenfest 2022 by @vdoshu

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58 notes - Posted March 9, 2022

So, today is my birthday (Woohoo! Jumps for joy then remembers I'm getting older and goes to mope in the corner), and instead of the usual way things go, I thought it would be fun to share a gift with you...

A one-shot rec list! 🥳

Here are 15 one-shots, all under 10k words, one for each day in June leading up to my birthday. We've got some scorching Drarry, some juicy rare pairs, and some spectacular femslash. Please enjoy this list, ordered by ship (kinda).

🌼 - fluff | 💔 - angst | 🔥 - smut | 👀 - mind the tags

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1. Not Nineteen Forever by @sorrybutblog [Draco/Harry, 5.9k, E] 🌼🔥 De-aged Draco and Auror Harry's first time together is sexy, sweet, and the pining is so gloriously good. And when Draco is "offering up my young, nubile body for you to ravish." Lord...

2. Interpersonal Relationships Year 7, Unit 3: How to Have Sex Like a Responsible Adult by InnerLilith [Draco/Harry, 7.4k, E] 🌼 🔥 Listen... enthusiastic consent is hot and never has it been more hot than in this fic where Draco is the sex education teacher at Hogwarts and Harry is trying not to get a boner in his class.

3. A Cold Spot in Hell by FeelsForBreakfast [Draco/Harry, 8.1k, E] 💔 🔥 The summary describes this story as "sexy arson," and I can't help but fervently agree. There's a whole lot of fire, a whole lot of angst, and you'll be wanting more the whole time.

4. My Boyfriend by @acnelli [Harry/Ron, 7.3k, E] 🌼 💔 This story will break your heart and put it back together again. If you weren't a Rarry shipper before reading this, you will be after because it is just that gorgeously written.

5. The Things We Do in the Daylight by chewysugar [Hermione/Harry/Ron, 1.5k, M] 🌼 🌤 A super sweet morning-after story. I just love how loving the Golden Trio are with each other, how awkward yet so right they are together.

6. And If I Had To Choose by flipflop_diva [Hermione/Pansy, 3.7k, M] 🌼 💞 A Pansmione soulmate fic from the very recent @femmefest 2022. This fic is so cute and the interactions between Pansy and Hermione are so in character. It was a delight from start to finish.

7. Shades of Dawn by @corvuscrowned [Lavender/Ginny, 2.6k, E] 💔 🔥 The day I stop rec'ing this fic is the day the world ends because I will NEVER stop sharing this beautiful, amazing, heart-wrenching fic. The conflict and the longing between Lavender and Ginny get me every time I read this. It is absolutely perfect.

8. Elemental by @solar-settings [Katie/Alicia, Katie/Leanne, Katie/Ginny, Katie/Cho, 1.7k, T] 💔 💫 Honestly, this is one of my favorite fics of all time. Katie is so beautifully written, and the way she experiences love at different points in her life is simply stunning.

9. keeping count (losing count) by @oliverwvvd [Marcus/Oliver, 1.2k, T] 🌼 💋 Flintwood has been gradually creeping up into my top ships, and this fic is one of the reasons why. Marcus's anxiety and Oliver's tenderness. Sides of these scared boys that we rarely get to see. So short, yet so memorable.

10. Mourning Myrtle by Contrarian_Hedgehog [Moaning Myrtle, 1.7k, T] 💔 💧 A haunting, dark comedy about Myrtle following her death. The prose is beautiful, and the story is even better. It was instantly one of my favorite gen fics as soon as I read it.

11. Brighten the Dark by @skeptiquewrites [Regulus/Harry, 3.3k, E] 💔 🔥 A young Regulus resurrected from the veil and post-war Harry stuck at Grimmauld Place together? Yes, please. The banter and back and forth between them is glorious. As is the dash of feels and underlying tension of why did Regulus come back but no one else?

12. Take Heed, Dear Heart by @danni-the-puff [Harry/Severus, 3.6k, M] 💔 👀 Genderswapped Snarry! It's dark, it's creepy, and yet, the absolute devotion they have for each other kept me glued to every word. The way every character is written and the story is woven through canon (but not quite canon) is masterful.

13. Height Difference by @thistlecatfics [Sirius/Remus, 437, G] 🌼 😂 This story is pure ridiculousness, and I am in love with it. Remus is tall, like very tall, like very very very tall. We all need a tall Remus in our life XD

14. Lit Match by @phantomato [Alecto/Lily, 1.9k, E] 💔 🔥 The first and only fic I've read with this pairing that instantly converted me. Lily's character is so rich and a little morally ambiguous. Canon compliant, and yes, I could see this as canon because it's so good.

15. turning point by @duplicitywrites [Tom/Voldemort, 8.7k, E] 🔥 👀 A self-cest PWP Tom Riddle fic that is... I don't even have words for how hot and intriguing this fic is. Because we all know that Tom Riddle could only love himself ;)

BONUS FIC (>10k): Miraculous by @liladiurne [Harry/Severus, 15.5k, E] 🌼 🔥 I'm a sucker for escort fics, and this one is fluffy while also being sooo hot. I love this Snape, insecure, cynical, rich. He has the perfect life but still doesn't have what he truly wants — Harry.

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Thanks to @diana-skye for the birthday one-shot idea. You can check out her rec list from this year HERE.

59 notes - Posted June 15, 2022

A Healthy Glow

“Why the fuck are you glowing?”

Dean looked down at his torso, and sure enough— “Oh!”

“But seriously,” said Seamus, “why is your heart—”

Hermione cleared her throat. “It says here, after casting the spell, when in the presence of one’s soulmate—”

“Seamus!” Dean yelled, sounding panicked. “You’re glowing too!”

💞 💞 💞

Seamus Finnigan/Dean Thomas, 50 words For the @microficmay day 12 prompt radiant Also on AO3

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65 notes - Posted May 12, 2022

Apologies

CW: explicit For the wonderful @crazybutgood. This um turned out more explicit than I intended. I hope you don’t mind ;)

Ron should probably mind more that Viktor caught the Snitch right from under Ron’s nose.

But it’s hard to be upset when Viktor always apologises so sweetly.

“Say it again,” Ron orders, rocking his hips.

Under him, Viktor moans. “I’m s-sorry.”

“Good.” Ron lowers himself, finally letting Viktor slide inside.

🏆 🏆 🏆

Viktor Krum/Ron Weasley, 50 words For the @microficmay day 22 prompt invincible Also on AO3

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66 notes - Posted May 22, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Day 14: Dat Ass

Draco/Harry, M, 100 words For Day 14: @hdcandyheartsfest’s love letters + @drarrymicrofic's euphoria Also on AO3.

A haiku, from Draco to Harry:

Dat ass though, it is firmly the most gorgeous ass to ever exist.

Draco shakes his head and crosses out the first draft. Something isn’t right.

Your backside, it is plumper than peaches, sweeter than honey. Lovely.

Hmm… nope. Something is still missing. Draco crumbles the piece of parchment and tosses it carelessly on the ground.

Your arse is perfect; I cannot live without it. Please, sit on my face.

Oh, yes. Perfect. Draco attaches it to his owl’s leg and sends it on its way.

Now all he has to do is wait.

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80 notes - Posted February 14, 2022

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Purely by Accident

Author: Leng Qian Shan (冷千山)

Other Names: 纯属意外

Media Type: Webnovel, Audio Drama CD

Chapters: 52 Chapters + 2 Extras (20 Chapters Translated)

Main Pairing: Wei Zisong x Chu Feichen

Summary: “Through an unlikely series of events, bandit chief Wei Zisong finds herself engaged to Chu Feichen, the emperor’s eldest daughter. Through an even more unlikely series of events, they fall in love.” (via Carrd)

Fangsi

Author: Xuan Jian (玄笺)

Other Names: Presumptuous, 放肆【娱乐圈】

Media Type: Web Novel

Chapters: 226 + 114 Extras/Fanwai Chapters (Translated to Chapter 26)

Main Pairing: Tang Ruoyao x Qin Yinong

Summary: “Tang Ruoyao, only 22 years old, has just received the award titled “Queen of Film.” What a bright future she must have! The next day, headline after headline named her the “Little Qin Yinong.” Tang Ruoyao’s fans were furious; Qin Yinong had developed a terrible reputation: she had a face that could only bring disaster. Whether women or men, it didn’t matter.. she had been to bed with most of the industry! She is not yet married yet she has a daughter, and her daughter is already a few years old! You shameless media, you insult our Tang Ruoyao with this comparison! Fans of Qin Yinong were also offended. Qin Yinong’s arms were heavy with both domestic and international awards. How could Tang Ruoyao compare with that? ...Soon, the news broke out: Qin Yinong and Tang Ruoyao would co-star in a sapphic film.” - NovelUpdates

#purely by accident vs. fangsi #purely by accident #fangsi #baihe tournament #baihe tournament round 1 #baihe #百合 #girl’s love #GL #wlw #polls #baihe polls #GL polls #wlw polls #my polls #queue

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Legend of Lightning Chapter 52. War’s... end?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43208574/chapters/112805716

Months later Jedi Archives, Tython

Being such a big lover of history, Jasme Shan was particularly happy when she could see it unfold in real time. And when her closest friends were the epicenter of particularly neat events, she found herself doing a little dance every time she read about it.

Vajra had been busy lately. In fact, he was so swamped that she was touched that he took the time to call her every three days or so. They’d not had a proper conversation in a while, but she was glad enough to be remembered.

Still, if Vajra wasn’t spared from active duty soon, she would abuse her daughter privileges and demand that Mom give him a vacation. Especially since it was his birthday a few days before. Her little guy was sixteen!

She picked up the compiled summaries of a dozen after-action reports that she had received hours earlier, and went through it again, marvelling at just how many victories Vajra had brought the Republic.

Operation “Mudhole”

Officer in Command: Science Commander Keikana Herot

Killik attacks on the eastern flank had been growing in recent months. Their most recent advance, starting on the day after Duke Charle’s funeral, saw them almost reach the walls of the Alde Estate. Forces led by Paladin Jedi Devarath drove back the Killiks and captured five Joiners.

Based on their information, Commander Keikana discovered that the Killiks were being riled up by Ulgo Forces, who captured and tortured several queens in the caverns beneath the Alde estate. Paladin Devarath was able to liberate the queens, and their intervention stopped the majority of Killik attacks. Two hives remain hostile, however.

Keikana Herot was suspended for suggesting that we use the enemy’s tactic against them.

Killiks remain upset about the event, and are likely to remain belligerent for years to come. However, Hallam Organa was able to negotiate an agreement wherein no soldier will cross the boundaries into Killik lands. Any who attempt will be dealt with as the Killiks see fit.

Killik Hostage Liberation

Paladin Jedi Devarath liberated hundreds of captives from imprisonment by Killiks. Minimum casualties were noted on both sides, and Joiners were not forcibly taken back to Organa lines.

Paladin Devarath slew their nest champion, who had been riling up his nest, and his elites. The other Killiks withdrew following the defeat. Negotiations went well. They have agreed to the same boundary treaty as other hives.

House Ulgo attempted to mine the bridge today. Our armored column was observing radio silence, so warning them of the danger was out of the question. Paladin Jedi Devarath disarmed the bombs after swimming into the river in the middle of the night. He also neutralised all of the demolishers and their explosives without getting spotted, allowing our teams to swoop in and capture them.

They were the feared Aurek Dorn Company, better known as Aura Dawn. Ulgo’s most experienced commando unit is out of the picture now. Our spies report that the usurper screamed himself hoarse when he heard the news.

The armored column reached its destination without incident, and we’re told, without even realising that there were dozens of unconscious soldiers all around them.

Jasme had a good laugh at that one. Vajra had been taught the basics of stalking prey back on Raudraksha, and he didn’t let those skills go to waste. He may not be able to Cloak like Jedi Shadows and Sith Assassins, but he was still good at getting around people quietly.

The Usurper’s forces found the last scions of House Panteer yesterday.

Princess Katei Elinari Panteer contacted Duke Organa directly, begging for his aid. The Duke agreed to send in a light battalion led by Paladin Jedi Devarath, with more forces to follow.

The landing was difficult; many ships were blown out of the sky, including the Paladin’s, but he hit the ground running. Literally. He demolished Ulgo’s finest artillery, saving the Panteers from immediate annihilation. The rest of the battle was hard fought, with multiple retreats and feints, but Paladin Devarath succeeded in defending their position for four hours, with just a small force.

We evacuated the Princess and her entourage after that, and Commander Bradel made it clear that if she wished to stay the course set by her predecessor, the Republic would wash their hands of them. She agreed, but tried to push for as much as she could. Fortunately, Samara Organa was able to convince her that she was in no position to bargain.

Sensing that he’d lost the upper hand, Bouris Ulgo demolished the Royal Palace where he’d been squatting, and retreated into the hills with his cohorts and legions. The fight degraded into a large series of guerrilla battles after that, and it took many months to dig him out of his trench.

Ulgo himself was taken alive by Jedi Padawan Kira Carsen, while her Master directed the battle outside Ulgo’s secret bunker. Padawan Kira was also granted the title of Paladin for her service, making her the first Padawan to hold that title.

Jasme laughed excitedly. “Good for you, Kira!” She’d read all this several times now, but she still felt goosebumps every time her friends were mentioned.

Septimius Thul is dead, and with him, the last Thul capable of putting up a real fight.

It seems they had also dug up a hidden Panteer, Aurren Tulie Panteer, whom they wished to install as a puppet ruler.

Septimius thought it was a good move to lead a huge army in a straight up fight, but Paladin Kira destroyed large portions of his baggage trains, while her Master Paladin Devarath led a series of ambushes and feigned retreats that allowed him to burn away his army.

Paladin Devarath also fought and slew eight Sith Lords who had been assigned to bolster the Thul forces, including Darth Harm. Eyewitness reports claim that it was a sight to behold.

Septimius and Auren were killed by Harm when they tried to order a retreat.

With this finished, the Civil war should be over.

But the Empire refuses to allow the Thuls to surrender. They will fight till their last breath, whether it’s us that force it through their teeth, or the Sith themselves. Such is the fate of anyone who thinks they can use Sith to further their political agendas. Those monsters have no allies. Only slaves, tools, and dupes.

House Ulgo also continues to maintain its claim to the throne; Baron Eivon has a considerable following among the people of Alderaan.

But both factions’ armies and coffers have been depleted. We expect the fighting to subside over the next year. Perhaps we can begin peace talks again someday soon.

Jasme pumped her fists and cheered silently. There were other details in there, of course. Actions taken by other heroes, such as Havoc Squad, Masters Devel and Seraphim, the spacers Juun and Jerre, and others. Even several of the Organas had distinguished themselves out in the field.

But Vajra and Kira’s accomplishments were what she held dear to her heart. It was a shame these summaries didn’t go deeper into Kira’s exploits though. Jasme decided she was going to grill Kira for info next time she saw her.

As for Vajra, well… she needed to prepare a good birthday present for him. A nice tunic, maybe? Or… oh, of course!

She giggled again when she realized just what she needed to do for him. It was pure effort that allowed her to walk to the relevant section in the archives, rather than fly there.

Organa Castle

Vajra stood in a pool of blood. It was splattered across floor and climbed all the way up to the ceiling. The hall, being lit only by a few tallow candles, were thrown into menacing shadows. Those of the cobwebs seemed to cover the whole room in their eerie nets, and the spiders sitting upon them seemed of monstrous size.

The gargantuan chandelier swayed above his head, its rusty chain creaking. And in front of him was a man standing before a fireplace with black flames.

Darth Angral stood with the head of Master Orgus in his fist, cackling triumphantly. “You failed!” he screeched. “Like the rat you are! Coruscant lies in ashes! Tython and the Jedi are a blighted memory the Galaxy will soon forget! Delegates from Corellia, Alderaan, Chandrila, Mon Cala, and all other Republic Worlds are falling over themselves in their haste to swear allegiance to the Empire! You failed, and the souls of the trillions of dead civilians you swore to protect, curse you for your weakness! I have won! All hail Darth Angral!”

Master Orgus’ face began to melt from the black flames, the mouth opening wide in a grotesque imitation of horror. The smell of his burning flesh filled Vajra’s nose, making him cough.

Right before the jaw fell off, a tortured moan escaped his Master’s severed throat.

“Failure…”

Vajra jumped out of his sleep, staring at the mirror in front of his bed. His breathing came in wheezes and moans, and he was soaked in sweat. He picked up the jug of water to sate his parched throat. It took some time for the shaking to stop, but when it did, he got out of bed. He scowled at the window, hoping his tail saw his displeasure. He was certain that he had eyes on him. Almost constantly. It was like a whole team had been dedicated to tracking his movements.

The feeling had started sometime after he’d landed on Alderaan, and never gone away. Unlike on Taris, this team knew how to avoid getting their location pinpointed. It was annoying, and half the time he just thought he was going crazy.

With a sigh, he decided to ignore them. Nothing else he could do anyway. He wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight. Might as well use the time to practice the Forms. Good thing his room had a garden attached.

Late Morning

Vajra allowed the servants to dress him, as he was set to attend his most lavish event yet.

The war wasn’t over yet, but the Organas and Panteer had scored massive wins on the battlefield. The capture of Bouris Ulgo, and the defeat of an army seven hundred thousand strong, had fostered a sense of victory among the Organa, even though he had helped General Malcom’s people stave off a major threat just the day before. That Kingstrike laser which he had decommissioned was soberingly similar to the Death Mark. He did not know how Ulgo had gotten wind of a top-secret weapon initiative, but then, it seemed like everyone learned about those. Except for the Jedi, of course.

He had led a raid on the lab, personally destroying all the prototype components and plans, and taking its most important scientists prisoner.

But the Organas’ position was far from secure, still. This gala was premature.

“Is the Paladin pleased?” one of the maids asked, and Vajra was pulled out of his reverie. He was clad in a dress armor, an outfit that combined meters and meters of rich, blue silk with an ostentatious, aurodium-plated cuirass. Someone had thought to give him a sigil, three-pronged bolt of sky-blue lightning on a field of silver. It was carved onto the front of his armor, and stitched into his cape.

The pauldrons extended so far past his shoulders that he felt certain that he would get stuck in doorways. He thought he looked gaudier than a Hutt’s pleasure barge, but of course he couldn’t say that.

“I admit, I am a simple boy,” he answered. “I’m completely out of my depth when it comes to Alderaanian noble fashion. This feels a little too much for me.”

“It is the bare minimum,” the maid said earnestly. “The ball that is to occur today isn’t just to celebrate House Organa’s victory, it’s to celebrate you. You’re the talk of the planet. Everyone wants to meet you, to marvel at you. I’m feeling a bit giddy myself, being this close to you.”

The other servants all nodded in agreement.

“Here, we need to add a finishing touch,” one of the older gentlemen told him. His name was Matthieu Edorn, if Vajra remembered correctly. He carried over a sword with a winged crossguard, which was sheathed in a dark blue scabbard. He drew the sword enough to show its gleaming silver blade. “This was forged using the same process used to make blades of old. Inferior to a modern vibrosword, let alone your Lightsaber, but it was a symbol of great prestige and accomplishment. It was given to Paladins for achievements in combat. When you receive your prize, draw the sword and present it to the Duke. He will recite a blessing and give it back, along with a kite shield and cloak. These you will wear on your back. Or rather, your assigned squire will put it on for you.”

One of the young men who had helped him dress bowed shyly. He was dressed in Organa colors, like most servants, but had light red hair instead of the usual dark. His pale skin was quite freckled.

“My name is Owain,” the squire said. “My Ma was an offworlder who fought in the Battle of Alderaan, way back. She was killed by Malgus’ woman, but no one knew who she was, or where she came from, so I was adopted by the Edorns family.”

“That’s my family,” the Matthieu said. “He is my brother’s adopted son. He is a good lad.”

“What was that about Malgus’ woman?”

The one who answered was T7 <Sith Lord: Darth Malgus = had a partner. Race = Twi’lek. Name = Eleena Daru. T7 = will tell full story later, if Jedi Vajra wishes.>

“I’d like that,” Vajra did not know why he found the detail fascinating, but he did. “I’m sorry for your hardships, Owain. I could try to find out more about your mother for you, if you have any of her personal effects.”

The man bowed with a grateful smile. “That is such a kind offer, Paladin! I am content with my life here, but it would please me to know more about my roots.”

The door to Kira’s room opened, and her voice emerged from the doorway. “Someone’s looking fine and dandy.”

Vajra smiled at her through the mirror, and thanked her.

“Still, you can’t compare to the redhead. Man, I look like you could charm the horns off a krayt dragon right now!”

Eyes sparkling, Kira twirled around, showing off her own dress armor. It was every bit as showy yet elegant as his was, but it was her hair and face that truly stole the show. Her hair had come down to her mid-back this last year, and she had tied it in a layered braid. Her natural beauty had been enhanced by whoever had done her makeup; her eyes and cheek were bronzed, and her lips colored a deep red.

Like him, she had a sword too, already belted at her hip. “Go on, put it on!” she encouraged. “Somehow, I think it’ll really complete your look.”

Matthieu put the sword on his belt, but Vajra didn’t see any difference.

“You really look like a warrior now,” Kira smiled. “Are you guys done here?”

“Indeed we are, Paladin.”

“Can we have a moment alone, before we head out?”

“Most certainly, Paladin! You have a few minutes to spare. Your squires will join your escorts that are waiting outside. Please step out when you’re ready.”

Once the servants had left, Kira dropped her smile and looked at him rather sadly. “Take a better look now,” she said. “Not at the gilded doll, but at Vajra Devarath.” As he stared at the reflection, she walked closer. “You’ve lost at least seven kilograms over the past year.”

“Oh…” He could see it, now that it had been pointed out. He had always been on the slim side, but now he looked gaunt. He fished out a still of himself, from a year ago, to compare to his reflection. His hair, skin, and eyes were duller than they used to be as well.

“This past year has been hard on you,” Kira said. “And not just because of the fighting and killing. Master Orgus’ death still haunts you, as does your…” she swallowed, took a deep breath, then pushed on. “As does your obvious desire for vengeance. Master, I’m not gonna be the one to tell you the dangers of the Dark Side. But it’s the guilt and obsession I wanted to warn you about.” She failed to put an arm around his shoulders. “Damn pauldrons! Anyway. You’re a lot less talkative than you used to be. Much more ‘withdrawn’ might be a better word for it, I suppose. And when you do open your mouth, your voice is so falsely cheerful, it makes me wanna cry. Look, after today, maybe we can leave this world to General Malcom and the others. You need a long break. Take some time, get better.”

“I can’t rest, Kira,” he said through gritted teeth. “I have this strong feeling… it tells me that Angral is going to make his move. Soon. I’m afraid.”

“Well, there’s other Jedi who can deal with him, you know. You can afford to take a rest. But let’s focus on today. You eat like a squirrel these days. Try having your fill at the banquet. It is in our honor after all. And after it ends, tell them that we’re leaving. Tomorrow. Is there any place you’d like to go? Someplace quiet and out of the way?”

“Well… I’d like to return to Uphrades…”

“Good! Let’s go there! I’ve been there before, but you can show me the sights! Introduce me to your friends. How about it?”

T7 whistled excitedly, clearly pleased with the idea.

“Yes… yes, I like that! I’ll talk to Master Satele—”

“Already talked to her. Your request for vacation is signed and ready. Jasme will be joining us after a few days. We can throw a real party! We didn’t even manage to celebrate your sixteenth birthday yet!”

“I turned sixteen?” Vajra’s jaw dropped. “Have we really been on Alderaan for that many months? It felt like one, long, bad week!”

Kira chuckled. “That it did. Almost enough for the great and heavenly world of Alderaan to lose its shine. But it’s over now.”

“Is it? I don’t sleep well anymore. I have similar nightmares every night. Where Angral’s standing before me, with Master Orgus’ head in mis hand. He’s won, and he’s gloating about it. I can’t sleep with that hanging over me. I need to defeat him, before I can rest for real.” I wonder if this is Angral’s reality too. Does he see me defeating his son in his sleep? Does he sleep at all? No. I shouldn’t care about that. If that scavenger is feeling terrible, he damn well deserves to!

There was a knock on the door. “Excuse me, Paladins, but I hope you are both ready to leave.”

“Come on! Time to receive our prizes!”

The Throne Room

If this room had been packed the last time Vajra had walked down this carpet, it was now bursting at the seams. The corridor was much narrower this time, barely wide enough for both him and Kira to walk pauldron-to-pauldron.

Princess Katei sat on the duke’s throne, and the man himself stood to her right. He was dressed in a more elaborate version of the cuirass that Kira and Vajra wore, with more laces and frills. Beside the dais were VIP invitees watching the event via holo. These included the Supreme Chancellor, Masters Syo, Braga and Gnost, and Supreme Commander Rans. Many of the Republic Commanders, such as Generals Malcom and Kashim, were also in attendance.

There was absolute silence as the Jedi walked up to him. Musicians played their instruments in the wings; flautists, drummers, pipers, violinists. The lone vocalist sand angelically, his voice bouncing from wall to wall.

Vajra felt a strong flutter in his gut from all the eyes turned his way, but there was also a bit of fatigue which made his knees tremble as he climbed the stairs.

He and Kira knelt together, drawing their swords and offering them to the duke with the flat of the blade resting on both hands.

“Vajra Devarath and Kira Carsen. Paladins of House Organa. To say that your service to the House this past year has been exemplary, is to do you a disservice. Your actions have saved us from defeat and annihilation. It is only right that we have gathered today, to thank you for your service.”

“Vajra Devarath, who broke a siege virtually alone, who has brought low powerful Sith in the field, who saved the heir to the Panteer legacy… I grant you this sword, shield and cloak. Rise.” Vajra stood, resheathing the sword. Owain fastened the cloak and shield onto his back, one after the other. “May your sword slay anyone fool enough to threaten innocents everywhere, as befitting not just a Paladin, but also a Jedi. May your shield be a ward from all dangers in your path, and may all who see your cloak know that they are looking upon a champion without peer.”

“Kira Carsen, who guarded her Master’s back, who faced and defeated the Usurper and all his guards… I grant you this sword, shield and cloak. Rise.” Kira’s squire placed the items on her shoulders, as Owain had done, and Vajra felt unexpectedly proud when he saw her sigil. It was three pairs of orange wings on a blue field. He did not know what they signified, but he knew the words beneath them were ancient Je’daii for ‘strength’ and ‘courage’. “May your sword slay anyone fool enough to threaten innocents everywhere, as befitting not just a Paladin, but also a Jedi. May your shield be a ward from all dangers in your path, and may all who see your cloak know that they are looking upon a veteran of the battlefield.”

“Lords and Ladies, honored guests, and dear people of Alderaan. I give you our stalwart Paladins. May the Force be with them both.”

Cheers erupted at once, thunderous applause that almost made Vajra cover his ears. I really need to learn how to protect myself from loud noises, he thought. And heat.

Everyone proceeded to approach the dais and shower them with gifts and thanks, but Vajra couldn’t help but notice that he received the lion’s share of the adoration.

Some nobles tried to seduce him with promises. Many tried to actually seduce him, forcing Owain to step forward and remind them that Vajra was underage. Except those who were of the same age as him, of course. Them, he did not know how to shake off without seeming rude.

Many eagerly tried to ask him about his planet and people. Many wondered why they’d never before seen such an ‘exquisite creature’ such as him, and asked if the women were even more beautiful.

And they just kept coming!

He was getting more tea sets, statuettes, weapons, and other such items than he could count! Servants kept carrying them off to the side, but they still piled higher and higher. The constant attention made his head spin, and his breath run short, but he was finally saved by Duke Organa, who requested everyone head back to their places.

“Princess Katei has a bestowal of her own to make, as thanks for saving her and her family line.”

“Step forth, Master Jedi.” Vajra wordlessly approached the throne. The girl was so small, she looked like a little comical sitting on the gilded chair, trying her best to look serious. “I have thought long and hard about what my present will be, and I know just what to give you. Our family had a secret retreat close to Organa lands. It is a humble home, but comes with a spectacular view. And while it is furnished, there are several empty rooms perfect for storing the many gifts you received today. I hope it serves as a home for you, here on Alderaan. A place where you can put away your burdens and rest. Thank you for all of your service, young Jedi.”

“Thank you kindly, your Grace,” Vajra looked covertly at the Councillors, but their expressions were unreadable. Master Gnost did sneak in a thumbs-up, however. “I am grateful for your generous gift. It’s more than I could have asked for.”

“Nonsense, you’ve more than earned it. Thank you for everything, Vajra. You must be famished, so I’ll leave you to enjoy your lunch. My secretary will contact you with all the details later today.”

But what about Kira? He wanted to ask, but was cowed by all the stares. He looked to her side, and found her standing with only a fraction of the number of gifts he’d received. Fewer admirers too.

She caught his gaze and smiled ruefully, inclining her head towards the dining room.

“Let the feast begin!” the duke cried, and the guests all cheered.

Aboard the Oppressor

Darth Angral sat naked on a stool in the middle of his sanctum, while three of his most beautiful slaves bathed his body in perfumed oils. All human, of course. He did not dally with lesser races.

This, even more than his palaces and mansions, was his home. It was where he kept all of his greatest trophies.

The preserved hand of Supreme Chancellor Berooken, whom he slew during the Sacking of Coruscant, was his centrepiece. The head had been a gift to the Emperor.

The Emperor and Dark Council had both rewarded him, in turn, for his victories. Aurodium statues, Holocrons, gemstones the size of his fist, expensive, handcrafted jewellery, and the occasional painting, though these he mostly gave away as he thought anything not made of precious stones or metals were worthless.

There were also seventeen Lightsaber hilts, taken from prominent Jedi and Sith he had killed over the decades.

The latest in this collection was Orgus Din’s. Ketarana was busy repositioning everything to create space for a new centerpiece, a crystal case with four stands. Now that his plan approached the harvest season, it would soon house the Lightsabers of his son’s murderer.

Brila, who was massaging his shoulders, whispered, “Milord, your muscles are tense… try to relax…” Her thumbs drilled into his flesh. He gasped, arching his neck. He considered fondling one of her heavy breasts, or thrusting his manhood into Rona’s rosebud mouth, but coupling with his many slaves brought him no pleasure anymore. He even tried taking men and women against their wills, but it made no difference.

Even his once-favorite pastime, tormenting Dizyre, had lost all its charm. Where once, he had found the most sublime pleasure in tying her to a table and covering her with Corellian roaches, he could no longer do so even by having her in the most violent, demeaning ways possible.

His passions themselves were devoid of anything that could reach his core. Rage, hatred, fear, perverse joy… nothing at all.

He felt so… empty.

“Are you done? Then leave me,” he ordered. The slaves scrambled out before he repeated the order.

Now alone, he stretched his memory as far back as he could, searching for his fondest memories of Tarnis.

Dizyre had spent nearly a full day in labor to give birth to him, losing her sanity in the process as well. Her torment had delighted Angral nearly as much as seeing his firstborn son. He had given him his Sith name then and there, expecting him to bring suffering to his enemies, as he had his mother.

And Tarnis had grown into his mould, eager to pick up lessons of cruelty and ruthlessness. He remembered how Tarnis had slain his pet kina bird without hesitation when commanded, and painfully at that. He had cooked the bird himself, and served it to his father.

He had repeatedly failed to pick up the mantle of warrior, and Angral’s disappointment had only been offset by his eagerness for engineering. He had been so quick to learn whatever Sadic taught him, that Angral felt comfortable assigning him to be his most vital man in what would become the Desolator Project.

With this, it wouldn’t matter if Tarnis could not bring glory on the battlefield; he would be forever remembered as the man who subverted the Republic’s greatest secrets against them, who took Coruscant out of the picture, perhaps forever.

Angral’s family would have been raised to the pinnacle of Sith society. If only that wretch hadn’t foiled his attempt at the eleventh hour!

Angral fought to avoid remembering the incident, for it brought him more shame than rage.

For Tarnis to fall on his own sword like that… and yet, what business had that worm of a Jedi, in foiling the Emperor’s best laid plans? Why hadn’t he simply allowed himself to succumb to the inevitable? Why had he snatched away his family’s moment of triumph?

Angral had been shamed that day, and the only way he could remove the stain was by accomplishing his main mission. By unleashing the Desolator upon his enemies.

It was ready now; all he was waiting for were his reinforcements. Thirty Sith Marauders, the best that the Begeren Academy had produced this past half decade. All either humans, or Purebloods. They would serve as his iron gauntlet once he was finally unleashed.

After tomorrow, no more would he hear the taunts of cowardice or weakness. That cretin Malgus would beg to lick grime off his boots, as he had during their first meeting. As for the alien himself…

Angral chuckled darkly as he began to imagine the torrent of abuse in which he would bathe the fool.

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