Mushishi + Manga Chapters: The Veil Spore (ch.10)

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illicit affairs chapter ten

Emily Prentiss is what the FBI like to call a rogue. After having her Supervisory status revoked, she’s offered a job with the BAU, her status back, and a clean slate, an offer that’s impossible to refuse. On her first day, though, she finds she’s already fairly well acquainted with her new boss.

rating: M. I don’t advise anyone underage read this fic. If you do, skip chapter 2. pairing: aaron hotchner/emily prentiss

fanfiction | ao3

taglist: @lil-koala @kkwolf5 @irisonthebus @ahdhanxiety

chapter preview under the cut (also smut warning for the end of the chap)

As their cab pulled away, the boys pulled up. JJ and Penelope were already making their way inside, followed by Reid and Morgan who gave Emily's shoulder a gentle, friendly nudge as he walked past her. He paused in the doorway, turning back to her with a question on his brow, but she shook her head.

"I'll be right in," She said, "Order me a red?" Morgan nodded, disappearing through the doors. As they swung open, Emily heard the lively noise of a party inside, and it was as she remembered every Saturday night being when she was at the Academy. She began rooting around in her clutch, as she heard Hotch approach. He'd clearly been the designated financier of Morgan and Reid's taxi ride.

"Shit," she muttered to herself, realising she knew exactly where her cigarettes were; on the kitchen worktop in her apartment. Fuck.

A large hand, weatherworn and calloused, fingernails well tended and unbitten, unlike her own, appeared in front of her face, holding two cigarettes.

I'm reading about how Israel, in the immediate aftermath of the 1948 Nakba, deliberately replaced olive trees and other indigenous flora with European plants. This ecological disaster, which is now proudly hailed under the banner of 'making the desert bloom,' was done to 'de-Arabize' the landscape, and to cover up - often with fast-growing European pine trees -the ruins of Palestinian villages that were destroyed by Zionists forces.

And I just need everyone to read this passage from Pappé, because the symbolism of what happened to those European pine trees in the desert speaks for itself:

The Ethnic Cleansing of Palestine, by Ilan Pappé (2006, p. 227-228.)

Minor Change made to Ch.10

Below read more as it's a spoiler for people who haven't yet read Ch.10

So, I was re-reading chapter 10 (as you do) and realized that Ahnoldt called Carol 'fucking blind' without a consequence so...

“Are you fucking blind?!” Ahnoldt tried not to yell, “Or are you just THAT determined to show everyone how hard you’re pretending not to like him??? No one at this table is ‘fine’, and he’s the furthest from it!” Carol shot out of her seat, “And WHAT GAVE YOU THAT IDEA!? How about I punch another one of your teeth out and show you how great my eyesight is!” Macbeth was out of his seat next, pulling on Carol’s sleeve. “Easy Cross.” Slice joined in, “Drop it Schwarz, Macbeth will talk about it if he wants to.” “I’m just under the weather and tired, okay?” Macbeth begrudgingly explained. “I’ve already told Cross that. She knows, so just… relax will ya.”

This feels much more in character for Carol :'D

destiny

Fandom anti-Blackness can reach violent levels and every single time (normally, but not always) white fans engage in it, they quickly flip to the innocent card. "IM the one who's being harassed!" they claim as they say the ppl talking abt racism are ripping the fandom apart

Somehow they always know what real racism is. I was accused of harassing people for saying the bad batch was racist on my own blog to my own followers. I also had white people stalk me and lie both to and about me.

I complained about the George Floyd fic being a gross exploitation and how it's mere presence, regardless of how little attention it got, was a sign of some major racism issues. Someone called me a psyop, multiple accused me of being pro censorship, and a third

Said that we actually need racist books to show people that racism is wrong even though this was a stupid fanfiction and also that's not how racism works in the slightest. I said the world would blow up before ppl respect Black ppl and they changed their URL and

Acted like i had put a target on their back for being snappy.

Other Black fans get doxxing and death threats and have their jobs targeted. Some others get the cops called on them. The only thing that ever really rips fandom apart is racism, not Black people talking about it

podcast crossover sleepover!

The introduction she deserved <3

SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP SHAKING CONVULSING

HE IS SOOO BEAUTIFUL

RAPHAEL: My, my, what manner of place is this?

sissel is soo funny so far bc he keeps insisting he is doing everything for selfish reasons and Just to find out the truth of his identity.... okay man. you just saved a girl from a hitman and told a dog he did it instead just to cheer him up

For anyone wanting a breakdown of Inej's knives and where she keeps them:

Sankt Petyr: kept in a quick release sheath on her right forearm. Named after patron saint of archers, who was renowned for his bravery. Petyr was Inej's first knife and a gift from Kaz.

Sankta Alina: kept in a quick release sheath on her left forearm. Named after Sun Summoner Alina Starkov, patron saint of orphans and undiscovered gifts. Described as a "slender, bone-handled blade." Probably also given to her by Kaz.

Sankta Lizabeta: kept at her waist on her belt. Named after Sankta Lizabeta of the Roses, the patron saint of gardeners. Described as a "blade etched in a pattern of roses."

Sankta Marya: kept in a holster strapped to her thigh. Named after Sankta Marya of the Rock, the patron saint of those far from home.

Sankta Anastasia: kept in a holster strapped to her thigh. Named after the patron saint of the sick.

Sankt Vladimir: kept hidden in her boot. Named after Sankt Vladimir the Foolish, patron saint of the drowned and unlikely achievements.

She also wears knee pads that have "tiny steel blades" hidden in each of them, activated by a trigger on her ankles.