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sara-s-typewriter · 2 years

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I'm a hybrid. I run on Books and Coffee! ☕

#book aesthetic #book lore #bookaddict #bookblr #booklr #books & libraries #writing #beauty #romance #bookshelf #bookworm #coffee #books and coffee #aesthetic #light acadamia aesthetic

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rrcraft-and-lore · 4 days

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Calling Tolkien nerds - curious about something: Reading over texts and came across:

"All except the Witch-king were apt to stray when alone by daylight. And all, but the Witch-king, feared water, and were unwilling but in dire need, to enter or to cross unless dryshod by a bridge."

We know the Nazgul can/do walk in daylight, just not much, and that their powers are at least diminished by it.

"Of Khamûl it is said here that he was the most ready of all the Nazgûl, after the Black Captain himself, to perceive the presence of the ring, but also the one whose power was most confused and diminished by the daylight."

Unfinished Tales, Part 3, Ch 4, The Hunt for the Ring Notes 1

What inspired this I wonder though? Not crossing moving waters is a theme common in many a monster/demon myth from cultures, same with sunlight hurting monsters/demons - I'm wondering if there is any specific lore Tolkien drew from (creature specifically) on/for that one. Don't just say Norse - no shit. The Hobbit is Beowulf.

Not my point. I've gone into the etymology of Nazgul before and the Arabic ghul, as well as other sources.

But, just curious on that. Maybe it's a shot in the dark.

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fairychium · 2 years

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“In vain I have struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.”

Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

#jane austen #pride and prejudice #elizabeth bennet #period drama #jane austin quote #movie scenes #dark academia #light academia #book lore #romantic academia #soft moodboard #classic literature

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tgtncomic · 5 months

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Started reading the first 100 pages of the YA novel, Deadlock Rebels.

Ashe is turning 18 in a few months, but meets Jesse/Cassidy in jail in hopes of defying her parents that cut her out.

Like the two guys in her class were going to assault her, but nobody’s takes her self defence literally. Hence, she’s only a troubled girl who ruins her parents’ reputation.

So fuck them. Seriously. I was right that Ashe sees B.O.B more than just a machine. But that’s where he got his mini bowler hat.

But the Declassified book says Cassidy was the youngest OverWatch recruit.

So just how old was he when he met Ashe in said cell?

Did Cassidy spent 20+ years with OverWatch/BlackWatch before becoming the defacto leader of OverWatch against Rametta’s civil war that started by Talon?

Whoever got me the Declassified book off Amazon.com, I love you.

Now I’m worried if liking Cassidy now makes me a cougar?

And why did I change my ringtone to his voice?

I really need help with my character admiration.

#overwatch cassidy #book lore #jail birds #cole cassidy #Ashe

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w0efulboopsoul · 18 days

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The Hartwright Family Crest

#Of Wolves & Witches lore #writer #graphic design #Hunter aesthetic #supernatural #oc #book lore #indie book #indie author

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mommy-medusa · 1 year

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Athena’s Wings

So, in Medusa’s Child, Athena has wings now! And I think they’re neat, so I’m gonna talk about them!

Athena was born with a pair of sterling owl wings, and throughout her life, she gains more through accomplishments she achieves as a goddess. Before the book starts, she has twenty pairs, each representing something she did (aside from the first ones). She gets a few more throughout the story for various things, but she has twenty at the start. The way she got them are as followed:

Being born

Killing Pallas (this is damaging to her psyche as much as you think it is)

Becoming the patron of Athens

Making the first olive tree

Domesticating horses

Inventing the plow

Inventing the rake

Inventing the bridle

Inventing the yoke

Inventing the chariot

Designing the first ship

Beating Arachne in the weaving contest

Turning Arachne into a spider

Blinding Tiresias

And then 15-20 are just for various goddess shenanigans like fighting in wars and aiding some mortals.

Unfortunately, Athena loathes her wings.

For one, she sees them as a sign of hubris. That she’s flaunting her victories. And that doesn’t really sit right with her, as she feels no need to show off.

For two, they are a teensy tiny itty bitty bit excruciatingly painful.

Her wings are meant to be out and free, but instead, she keeps them hidden inside her back. This causes an extreme strain on her entire body, and she says that she can constantly feel them “writhing” beneath her skin, “yearning for an escape.”

And even when she does have them out, she still isn’t free from discomfort. Due to the amount of wings she has (remember, there’s forty of them), there isn’t much space available for all of them to be out at once. She isn’t a very big goddess, after all, and even if she was, the back only has so much skin. As a result, the wings grow over each other, fighting for room, and her flesh gets ripped to shreds. It’s a pretty (read as: extremely) bloody sight.

Her wings are also embedded with several grey eyeballs (think of biblically accurate angels). In my book, this is we’re she gets the epithet Grey-Eyed Athena (because she herself has grey-blue eyes). She CAN see out of all of these eyes, but she chooses not to, as it gives her a headache.

Her primary wings are thirty feet long, and all the rest span from fifteen to twenty-five feet. They all get smaller when they’re folded on her back and only grow to their full size when extended. This keeps her from falling over backward from the weight of them.

The only wings she doesn’t hate are the little wings she has on her head, which aren’t painful or straining or annoying.

And now, beneath the cut, for your viewing pleasure, the actual scene where her wings first appear! Enjoy!

“I didn’t know you had wings.”

The topic was meant to distract Athena from her distress, but it seemed to do the exact opposite, as Athena visibly grimaced at Medusa’s words. Her wings, sprawled limp at her sides, flinched and drew in closer to her back, as though ashamed of themselves.

“Yes,” Athena said softly. “These are my original pair. The ones I had when I was born.”

“Oh? You have more than one?”

“I have many.”

She sounded so tired when she said that. So spiteful toward her own form.

Medusa dipped the moss into the salt water, then gently dabbed at the burn on the left one. Athena jerked away, a ripple of pain causing the entire wing to shudder. When it did, Medusa swore she caught a glimpse of some strange movement from beneath the plumage.

With curious claws, Medusa began pushing back some of the silver feathers. At this, Athena let out a hissing breath and said, “I would not do that if I were you…”

She made no effort to stop Medusa, however, and, too driven by her intrigue, Medusa continued, brushing through feathers until she saw it.

An eye.

A grey eye.

The eyeball revolved around to stare directly at her, and Medusa found herself pulling away instinctively with a small gasp of fright.

Athena sighed heavily. “My apologies.”

“You have…an eye in your wing,” Medusa said as if Athena didn’t already know this.

“Indeed.” Athena raised both wings, and all her feathers stood on end, revealing the array of bright grey eyes underneath. Medusa’s own wings suddenly felt very itchy.

Athena lowered her wings, and her plumage smoothed out. She looked bitter. “Not very inviting, hm?”

“Can you see out of them?” Medusa asked. “The eyes?”

“Technically, yes,” Athena answered. “But I try not to. It is headache-inducing, seeing so many things at once.” Then, sourly, she added, “I don’t like having them out. They’re nuisances. I would cut them off if they didn’t grow back like the heads of a Hydra.”

“You say that like you know that will happen.”

Athena gave her a look.

“Oh.”

There was a small snort from Athena.

Medusa extended a hand and gently stroked one of the wings. It fluttered under her claws.

“Well, I think they’re beautiful,” she said. And then, before Athena could counter her with some self-loathing comment, she went on, “You said you have more?”

“Many more,” Athena nodded. “I am ‘awarded’ with new wings with every accomplishment I achieve as a goddess. They’re a sort of prize, if you will. But if you ask me, they’re just feathery forms of hubris. I have no reason to flaunt my deeds. And yet, the universe seems to want me to.”

“So that is why they call you Grey-Eyed Athena,” Medusa hummed.

That actually got a laugh out of Athena. “Indeed,” she said. “I used to—” Another light laugh. A finger scratched at one of her head-wings sheepishly. “I used to appear before mortals, when they would summon me, with my wings spread out, many eyes aglow and wide open. All mystical and majestic. It got a real kick out of worshippers.”

“Why’d you stop?”

“It lost its appeal after a while. It stopped making me happy, I suppose. It was all just an act. The strain certainly didn’t help, either.”

“Strain?”

Athena heaved a great sigh, and one of her wings twitched. “Having my wings out at all is a constant struggle. These,” she gestured vaguely, “are alright, as they are my original pair, but the others… They’re painful. Terribly so. The more I have out at once, the more friction they create on my body, and it feels as though my skin is being scraped off, piece by piece. My back is usually torn apart by the time only five pairs have emerged.”

Wincing lightly, Medusa couldn’t help but ask, “How many do you have?”

Athena blinked, slightly dazed, then looked up at the dark sky as though she were trying to remember. After a moment, she answered, “Twenty pairs, I believe.”

Now Medusa grimaced fully. Forty wings. Her own two wings were annoying enough at times, but forty? A sympathetic twinge of pain went through her back.

“Wow,” Medusa breathed out.

Athena gave a humorless, bitter laugh. “Indeed.”

“And you said they hurt you?” Medusa pressed.

Athena’s lips pressed into a tight line. “Yes,” she said. “They do. They are not meant to be concealed in a prison of flesh. They are meant to be out and free. But I don’t care. I loathe these mutations. And so, they wrath against me. Even as we speak now, I can feel them writhing beneath my skin, yearning for an escape. The feathers itch so vehemently against my muscles, pressing mercilessly on my bones. It’s a pain.” She lifted her head to Medusa, and her eyes looked so exhausted. “For me, it’s always like this.”

Medusa frowned. “It must get tiring, all that—”

“It does. It does get tiring,” Athena whispered. “But I don’t have any choice. I never did, and I never will.”

Medusa reached down to squeeze one of Athena’s hands tightly. “I’m so sorry, Athena.”

“Don’t be,” Athena said. “You have nothing to apologize for, trust me on that.”

For some time, the two of them sat in silence, Athena staring at the ground with a hollow expression and Medusa tending to her burn.

And then, “Sometimes I get some bad cramps in my wings.”

Athena laughed. One of her head-wings swept around her face to muffle the sound, but Medusa heard it clearly. It was like a chiming bell in a great, black void.

#this poor girl just can’t catch a break #she’s more tortured than the literal main character of the book lmao #anyway! i love this new idea for her so much #I think it’s fun!#medusa’s child #greek myth #greek mythology #greek gods #greek myth retellings #athena #gods and goddesses #ancient greek mythology #medusa #ancient greek #my writing #book snippets #book lore

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cbrownjc · 1 year

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A question about Armand : when did he acquire this extraordinary fortune I keep hearing about (in the books)? Did he earn it in the 20th century? Was he still wealthy when Louis met him in Paris (i assume not to the buy-an-island level)? How did he acquire his fortune?

Hey Anon,

Armand got massively wealthy sometime in the late-70s or early-80s (it was during the Devil's Minion timeline in the books.) And he got his wealth mainly via treasure hunting. Because of his mind and spell gift abilities, he was able to locate some Spanish Galleon ships that had sunk and raise them, claiming their treasures. He was also able to find some historical artifacts - statues and whatnot - and sell them to collectors/museums and such.

Before his time with Daniel, with Louis, and even before then, Armand wasn't massively wealthy. He'd spent the majority of his vampire life in an underground cult, which was completely against living among mortals, which is the only reason having massive wealth would be for (and the cult wanted to kill Lestat for doing it).

After the cult broke up, Armand went straight into his Théâtre des Vampires era. IIRC, Lestat left them some gold so they could operate, but all the vampires - including Armand - lived at the theater as a coven, so again, no need for massive wealth or anything.

Once that coven was destroyed, Armand and Louis traveled the world together. Maybe Louis paid for things, IDK, it never says. But more than likely, there was a lot of stealing from victims involved, too, as I don't think Armand would have had any qualms about doing such a thing.

Oh, at this time he did have a house in Paris renovated for him and Louis to live in, which I don't remember how he got. (Someone let me know, did it ever say where that house came from?) He and Louis never lived in it, though, and it remained shut up and maintained by mortals.

Anyway, after Armand and Louis broke up sometime around 1929, Armand spent the next 40 years or so squatting in Lestat's house, waiting for him to wake up, not living in any type of wealthy lifestyle. And then Daniel stumbled upon him around 1974 or so. After their cat and mouse chase stopped and Armand felt - though Daniel - that he'd learned enough about the modern world, Armand built his current wealth, as I described, via treasure hunting and such.

With that money, he also bought a lot of real estate (he loves real estate), including the fabulous Night Island and Trinity Gate.

#Armand #Interview with the Vampire #Queen of the Damned #The Devil's Minion #Devil's Minion #Daniel Molloy #louis de pointe du lac #book lore #ask #ask and answer

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thebluewizardsaregay · 1 year

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i want this book so bad

#lotr #tolkien #jrr tolkien #lotr imagine #middle earth #tolkien nerd #the hobbit #silmarillion #book lore #books

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nightmareduckling · 1 year

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I want to read the version of A Christmas Carol where Ebenezer Scrooge is visited by the ghost of Christmas Past Participle, the ghost of Christmas Present Continuous, and the Ghost of Christmas Future Imperfect.

#Grammar #christmas #a christmas carol #ebenezer scrooge #ghost of christmas future #ghost of christmas past #ghost of christmas present #Grammar nazi ghosts #book lore #Books #ghost stories #Grammar joke #english grammar

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possumcollege · 1 year

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Librarians of the Bitten Moon first took up armor in the century before last to guard against falling books. Since then it's also proven effective in silencing the voices of particularly chatty or possessed works.

#crittertongue #comic #sketch #sketchbook #webcomic #webtoons #character design #book lore #librarian #armor #magic #cursed objects #fantasy #urban fantasy #queer comics #moon

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sara-s-typewriter · 1 year

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My toxic trait is continuously adding more books to my personal library and actually believing that I'll ever be able to complete my physical TBR after that!

#book lore #bookaddict #bookblr #booklr #books & libraries #writing #beauty #romance #bookshelf #bookworm #new books #booklover

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bookish-belladonna · 2 years

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Can someone give me recommendations for when the smart, know-it-all, good-at-everything perfectionist with parental issues and gifted kid burnout gets turned into a blushing and stammering mess?

plz reblog i need answers

#altla #toh #lumity #pjo #writerscommunity #books #book nerd #book reccs #book related #book review #book lore #booklover #help plz #gay #ship dynamics #book blog #reading #bookboost #books & libraries

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fairychium · 2 years

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"Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book."

John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

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flawney · 2 years

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For the @thepassifloradiscord MerMay challenge, Essi Daven as a Betta Fish mer🧜‍♀️

Bless Clip Studio for materials backgrounds. All of my art would exist on a white void otherwise 😂

#essi daven #the witcher #book lore #mermay #a blue pearl for my girl in every universe #all bards as mers are betta fish #brightly colored dramatic and territorial #it fits

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noahhawthorneauthor · 2 years

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“Commander Firthorn?” Leah asks, breaking me from my thoughts.

“Ah, yes. I have a test for you. Pass it, and you become the leader of this platoon. You’ve excelled in every other mark, and Mirah here has a feeling you’re the one.”

The line of archers is silent but their excitement is palpable. Leah softens, glancing down at Mirah. All the females love her, but the only Human in the group has usually kept her distance from the Half-Fae. Leah looks back up to me, shoulders straightening. “Yes, Commander. I would be honored.”

“Good.” I turn to the soldier behind me and ask for her bow and an arrow, she obliges me at once. I saunter out to the end of Leah’s firing range, then announce the test.

“Adira, listen up. You have all nominated Leah Isitara as platoon leader, and I approve, given that she can pass a test. The same test the Earth Ancient bestowed to Damitius, who was one of the first Earth Fae, and the first of all Fae to be given the gift of Archery. She must meet my arrow in the distance between us. Without killing me, of course. You are all permitted to break formation and watch from a respectable distance, so as not to disturb her.”

I turn on my heel, back to Leah’s target, and the tail feathers of her arrow tickle my back. I find wide eyes, murmurs and a determined Leah. She wastes no time nocking an arrow and I do the same, both of us aimed at the other. “Do you know why Damitius asked for the gift of Archery?” Leah calls, surprising me.

This story is close to my heart, but still I ask, “Why?”

“So he could slay the beast imprisoning his family.”

“And did he?” My arms quiver along with my heart.

“Yes.” Leah says, a whisper in the wind.

And our bowstrings snap.

Glinting arrowheads cut through the deep blue sky giving way to pinks and purples outside the Great Tree, the double moons disappearing as the sun chases them away. Grass sways over my feet, some blades fresh and green, others dead and yellowed. I exhale watching my shaft barrel for Leah’s approaching arrow adorned with standard crow feathers.

I smile whilst watching the obsidian arrowheads clash, releasing flecks of green into the air. All the arrows are charmed to bring their bearer protection, but we haven’t tested that theory in battle yet. But, I’m alive, so that must mean something. The females unabashedly cheer for Leah, breaking from the long held anticipation to sweep their new leader up, Mirah among them.

(From soon to be released Princess of Terra, art is by @gagakumadraws )

#dark fantasy #aelina isaacs #fantasy author #writeblr #writing fantasy #writers on tumblr #indie books #queer books #indie author #wlw reads #wlw recs #warrior princess #book lore

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katieraeboyce92 · 2 years

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What I am Currently Looking at

#booklr #book quotes #bookworld #bookaholic #reading #books and reading #bookstagram #bookworm #book review #booklover #booklog #book lore #what i am currently looking at

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