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offtorivendell · 4 months

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My thoughts on the Bryce, Azriel and Nesta HOFAS bonus chapter...

Disclaimer: as suggested by the title, the following discusses the Walmart HOFAS bonus chapter featuring Azriel, Bryce and Nesta. I haven't read the main text, so it won't feature anything related to that, but there are massive Maasverse and HOFAS spoilers ahead regardless. Please beware.

These are just my initial thoughts, not expanded upon in any substantial way and, as usual, I could always be way off the mark.

Also, yes, fair warning that I'll be mentioning the ACOTAR characters a lot. If that's not your jam, and you'd rather avoid any of the possible implications of the crossover, then I'd give this post a miss. On the other hand, if you're interested in how CC/HOFAS may affect Prythian going forward, please read on.

Music:

The Stone Mother song has me 👀 especially as the stone and water were "talking" at the start.

@cassianfanclub and @wingedblooms have already posted about the Stone Mother (here and here); @ladynightcourt3 has found the Phrygian goddess Cybele, also known as the "Mountain Mother," who sounds very relevant.

That being said, am I crazy to think Elain could have been listening in? Is Azriel stone and Elain water? His stone siphons - which Elain called beautiful, did she hear their song, as kin? - and Elain possibly as water? Was she using salt water to boost her powers, or a reflection pool to scry, and keep tabs on her sister and friend?

Or is it the space between linking worlds? Are the old gods talking?

Alternatively, could stone be referring to Nuala and Cerridwen, who are capable of manifesting stone around themselves and others (ACOTAR).

Is this what SJM meant when she said we'd see Elain in "some form" in the next book?

@psychee92 said she wished that SJM had somehow included Mr Brightside, and now I wish the same; even a mention of indie rock. 😭

Josie and Laurel - "He/god will add/increase" "(laurel) trees/victory"? Elain? Lol sorry, but it's either giving gardener, or Elain killing Hybern.

Wraith-like harmonies? After the description of Josie and Laurel's voices? It's crack, but is it a metaphor for Nuala and Cerridwen?

The musical similarities between what Juniper dances to and Prythian's music?!

Azriel's humming/singing made the shadows dance, once more suggesting that shadows dancing is a response to power, not mate bonds

The music Az liked was death metal. Could this link to any sort of metal artefact, like an iron crown for grounding? Or wyrdstone jewellery?

The glass coffin?

"Nineteenth century literature presents the glass coffin as a prison within which sleeping women are frequently mistaken for dead or vice versa." (Source). It's giving Sleeping Beauty (credit to @elriell for the OG SB theory), and a little Snow White.

Check out this tale from The Brothers Grimm, which sounds... suspiciously relevant to Elain.

@cassianfanclub also suggested that it's giving necromancer vibes, and I'd love that for Elain.

Feyre once said she could sleep for a hundred years after coming back from the Prison, right before going to the Hewn City in ACOWAR. After Elain had left the room, and before Feyre went to check in on her to find her "asleep—breathing."

Let's not forget Elain's assistance in rescuing the human COTB, Briar, from Hybern's camp.

Will Elain prick herself while weaving?

I was tired enough that I could barely summon the breath to ask, “Do you think the Cauldron made her insane?” “I think she went through something terrible,” Lucien countered carefully. “And it wouldn’t hurt to have your best healer do a thorough examination.” I rubbed my hand over my face. “All right.” My breath snagged on the words. “Tomorrow morning.” I managed a shallow nod, rallying my strength to rise from the chair. Heavy—there was an old heaviness in me. Like I could sleep for a hundred years and it wouldn’t be enough. “Please tell me,” Lucien said when I crossed the threshold into the foyer. “What the healer says. And if—if you need me for anything.” I gave him one final nod, speech suddenly beyond me. I knew Nesta still wasn’t asleep as I walked past her room. Knew she’d heard every word of our conversation thanks to that Fae hearing. And I knew she heard as I listened at Elain’s door, knocked once, and poked my head in to find her asleep—breathing. - ACOWAR, chapter 27

Azriel specifically said Nesta "beheaded" Hybern, after looking down at Truth-Teller.

This is not Azriel giving Nesta credit for the assassination. If anything he's hiding Elain's involvement.

I've said before, and I'm sure I'm not the only one who has done so, but I would expect Azriel to protect his LI with silence, whoever they are.

He had to have been thinking about Elain, who I've theorised could now/soon be known as "The Shadowsinger's Knife" after she became the "knife in the dark" in Azriel's place at the end of ACOWAR.

The young girl sitting on the mushroom:

I'm still looking into the carving of the young girl sitting on the toadstool with the hound sprawled on the ground beside her, as I find it really interesting. My initial thought was that it seemed like a convenient place to drop a mention of a garden-like fairy carving with a hound right after Bryce had quizzed Azriel about his hypothetical mate, or lack thereof (Elain being both heavily associated with plant life, thanks to her "little garden," as well as dogs, after Nesta called her one in ACOSF).

I also wonder if it has anything to do with the Czech tale that amanita muscaria - while psychoactive/toxic - are said to protect from lightning and other ill fortune. If this is correct, it reminds me a little of the markings - wyrdmarks - on the Archeron cottage.

I don't know where Bryce and co were walking, as I have only read this bonus chapter and the prologue, but given it was carved on an underground wall, and I suspect that there are underground portals in at least the Hewn City and the Prison, and maybe the waterways... could it have been for protection against the invading lightning Asteri? Or did the Asteri (Daglan?) put them there to protect against Thunderbirds, or whatever Hunt is?

Miscellany

Maybe Bryce hadn't been sent there by Urd? Who then? Was @silverlinedeyes right all along?

The mention of pleasure halls seems like a call back to Azriel's bonus chapter, but it's also likely that they aren't all brothels (see Rita's).

Azriel listening closely about Nesta now liking being Fae; he could extrapolate her responses to Elain. Maybe she's no longer miserable, and in need of their pity. And maybe she's changed her mind from ACOFAS, when she said to Feyre "I don't want a mate, I don't want a male."

Azriel said "no" to whether or not he has a mate rather quickly. Hmm... the shadowsinger doth protest too much?

It's also potentially important that Nesta said "yes, WE are" curious about Azriel's mate status. Her, Azriel and most of the fandom! 😂

"Okay, okay," Bryce said. "But it'd be cool to know something about your world. Or about you." They were both silent. Bryce asked Nesta, "You have a mate, right?" She nodded to Azriel. "Do you?" "No." Azriel said quickly, flatly. "A partner or spouse?" "No." Bryce sighed. "Okay, then." Azriel's wings twitched. "You're incurably nosy." "I think that's the nicest thing you've said about me." Bryce winked at him. "Look, I just... I'm curious. Aren't you?" Azriel didn't answer, but Nesta said, "Yes. We are." - HOFAS, Bryce, Azriel and Nesta bonus chapter

All in all, while there were no overt mentions of Elain - and really, why would SJM do that in a series that wasn't Elain's own - imo we got the Elain-shaped holes in the text that I was hoping for, and I can't wait to see if there are any more in the full book.

#hofas spoilers #hofas bonus chapter #bryce azriel nesta bonus chapter #crescent city spoilers #hofas #hosab spoilers #acotar cc tog crossover theory #bryce quinlan #azriel shadowsinger #nesta archeron #elain archeron

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princesssarisa · 3 months

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I'm now reading Heidi Ann Heiner's book Cinderella Tales From Around the World. Hopefully it will make me as knowledgable about those stories as that inescapable old post of mine has probably made people think I am.

The different Cinderella stories are arranged in geographical order. So far I've read all the variants from Egypt, Greece, and Italy, and I'm about to start reading the German versions.

For now, I'll share the most interesting points from the versions I've read so far:

*Not all versions of the tale feature a stepmother and stepsisters. The Egyptian variants don't have any parents in them at all. In the proto-Cinderella story of Rhodopis, the title character is just a Greek slave-turned-courtesan with no family, while the other Egyptian tale, The Magic Jar, just has three sisters living together. Meanwhile, the Greek versions usually give the heroine a loving mother and two cruel biological sisters, with no father. In the Italian versions, there's almost always a father, but it varies whether the wicked women are the heroine's stepmother and stepsisters, or her own mother and sisters, or just two sisters with no mother.

*Greek versions typically have the heroine living with her mother and two older sisters. The sisters murder their mother, then cook and eat her flesh, but the grieving heroine lays her mother's bones to rest in a place of honor. Forty days later, the bones turn into three beautiful dresses and other finery and riches for her.

*Italian versions tend to come in two variants.

***One variant uses the archetypal "heroine's father goes on a journey" scenario, much like the Grimms' Aschenputtel or Beauty and the Beast. When he asks his daughters/stepdaughters for gift requests, the sisters want clothes, but the heroine asks for something unusual (e.g. a bird or a tree sapling), or else she asks him just to greet someone for her (e.g. a fairy, or a far-away relative), and when he does, that person gives him a tiny gift for her. Either way, the gift he brings back is what produces her finery.

***In the other variant, the heroine's stepmother or mother sends her out every day to pasture an animal (a cow, a sheep, or a goat), along with an impossible amount of spinning, weaving, or sewing to do. The animal tells the girl to place her work on its horns, and when she does so, it's magically done. Eventually, the (step)mother finds out and has the animal killed, but the heroine saves either the animal's bones or a golden ball she finds inside its body, and from there she gets her finery.

***That said, a few Italian versions include a fairy godmother-like figure: a kind old woman or a fairy who meets the heroine when she's out in the pasture and gives her a magic wand.

*In Italian versions with a stepmother as the villain, she typically starts out as the heroine's teacher or governess. She treats her kindly then, and urges the girl to convince her father to marry her, which she does. But after the marriage she turns cruel. (Some Italian versions of Snow White also begin this way.)

*Another detail from the Italian versions: in the "father goes on a journey" variants, the heroine warns her father that if he forgets her request, then his ship or his horse won't be able to move either forward or backward. He forgets, and sure enough, his ship or his horse freezes in place until he remembers.

*In the Greek versions, the special event the heroine attends in her magic finery is typically a Sunday church service. Some Italian versions have her go to church too, while others have a royal ball or festival, as does Egypt's The Magic Jar.

*In The Magic Jar, the heroine loses a bracelet instead of a shoe. I wonder if Gioachino Rossini and Jacopo Feretti knew about that version when they replaced the slipper with a bracelet for the sake of "propriety" in the opera La Cenerentola?

*In nearly all these versions, the heroine already has her magic source of finery and knows what it can do before the ball/church. So at no point does she beg to go, or cry because she thinks she can't go. She just lets her (step)family leave, then magically dresses herself.

*In both Greek and Italian versions, there are typically three balls or church services. Each time the heroine leaves, the prince has his servants chase after her. But the cunning heroine throws gold coins or jewels behind her, and the servants scramble to pick them up, letting her escape. Sometimes instead, or when she runs out of riches, she throws sand in their eyes to blind them. In a few versions, she doesn't lose her shoe by accident, but throws it to distract the servants because she has nothing else left to throw.

*Very rarely in any of these versions do the heroine and her prince actively "fall in love." They're not described as dancing together the way they do in the familiar Perrault and Grimm versions. The prince just sees her and falls in love with her beauty, with no mention of whether she ever speaks to him or not.

*In all three of these cultures, some versions continue after the heroine's marriage in the vein of the Grimms' Brother and Sister. The (step)mother and (step)sisters turn the newlywed heroine into a bird, or throw her into a river when she's weak from childbirth, or find some other way to get rid of her. But somehow or other she comes back to her husband in the end.

*The fate of the (step)mother and (step)sisters varies. In some versions, namely the ones where they try to get rid of the heroine after her wedding, they're executed. In some Italian versions that have just one stepsister, the stepmother puts the heroine in a pot or a barrel and plans to fill it with boiling water to kill her, but somehow or other she escapes and the stepsister takes her place, so the stepmother accidentally boils her own daughter to death. But in others, they're just left with their envy, and in still others, the heroine forgives them and shares her wealth with them.

I'll share more about different countries' variants as I read them!

@adarkrainbow, @ariel-seagull-wings, @themousefromfantasyland

#cinderella #fairy tale #variations #egypt #greece #italy #cinderella tales from around the world #heidi ann heiner #tw: murder #tw: cannibalism #tw: violence

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reashot · 10 months

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To celebrate my mother day's Fic for reaching 100 likes and reblog. I can finally show y'all what the Arc kids are supposed to look like and who they are for the sequel:

https://www.tumblr.com/reashot/717409273449234432/happy-mothers-day-feat-jaunes-future-children?source=share

Dusk Belladonna

Gender:♀️

Age: 10.

Semblance: Invisibility (she can made her self invisible for few seconds.)

Weapon: N/A. (She doesn't have or want one.)

Favorite foods: Anything with fish but prefers Tuna.

Likes: Mommy, Daddy, Being alone.

Dislikes: Dogs, crowds, stranger.

Character Desc:

Dusk Belladonna is the daughter Blake and Jaune which means she is also the daughter of both human and Faunus. In her timeline Human and Faunus achieved true equality and mutual respect with one another. It was not easy and although Dusk herself does not know the sacrifice needed to achieve it, even she knows that it's something to be cherished and protected. Quiet, reserved and preferring the company of close associates. She is still expected to one day lead Menagerie and all of Faunuskind. A decision that she is also unaware of. But her parents are against it. Instead wanting her to enjoy her childhood for as long as she can before the fated day.

Scarlett Rose-Arc.

Gender: ♀️

Age: 17.

Semblance: Petal Storm. (An upgraded form of Ruby's Semblance.)

Weapon: Crescent Rose MK. 20. (A.K.A. the Geneva Violator.)

Favorite foods: Strawberry Shortcake.

Likes: Spending time with family, weapons, fighting.

Dislikes: Bully, Bugs, Rainy day.

Character Desc:

Scarlett like Ruby is both a powerful fighter and a genius weapon inventor. Her weapon is the Crescent Rose MK. 20. A Scythe, Voulge, grenade launcher, assault riffle and sniper rifle combination weapon. In practice such a weapon should not be able to work but she and Ruby managed to made it work. This essentially turns her into a one woman army. But even though she’s a formidable warrior she still not yet able to beat her older brother Vermillion in a fight. Something which annoys her.

Victor Arc (formerly a Schnee)

Gender: ♂️

Age: 20.

Semblance: Glyph. (Has been shown able to summon a small army worth of Grimm.)

Weapon: Myrtenaster,

Favorite Foods: Sushi.

Likes: Seeing her mother dead, his little sister, cute things. (In that order.)

Dislikes: His mother, Atlas, Incompetent people. (himself)

Character Desc:

Victor Schnee or now known as Victor Arc was once a former Scion of the Schnee Household. Is the son of Jaune Arc and although he hates to admit it, he is also the son of Weiss Schnee. In his timeline the world is broken in every sense of the word. In his world. War has engulfed Remnant. And the scale of destruction is beyond comprehension. Continents shattered, sea boiled over, even the very air turned against you, All courtesy of the Superweapon created by the SDC. Of course many tried to stop the war from happening and all failed, Even Jaune Schnee died trying to stop it. His dead however is proven to be the catalyst for the tragedy. After his death something broke inside of Weiss. Despaired and Enraged by her husband’s death. Weiss reorganized the Kingdom of Atlas into the Atlesian Empire and declared war on everyone. With Victor serving as her right hand man. Working under her Victor is responsible for many of the Empire’s victory and her atrocity. He himself is directly responsible for numerous warcrimes and even genocide against the Faunus. Victor is also credited for killing Ruby Rose and for capturing Blake. Back home in Atlas he was hailed as hero for this feats. It’s only until much later that he regretted his action. And came to hate his own mother so far as to wanting her dead. While she's the one that broke the world, he still blame himself for helping her doing it.

Aurum Arc

Gender: ♂️

Age: 30-40.

Semblance: Ignite. (He is able to heat up the surface of any object he touch. If you seen the hot knife video on YouTube it’s pretty much like that.)

Weapon: Prominence Flame. (A Greatsword of the big-ass variety.)

Favorite foods: Homecooked meal. (he ain’t picky.)

Likes: Justice, protecting innocents, helping people.

Dislikes: Injustice, Villain, Laziness.

Character Desc:

As the oldest of the 12 sibling, Aurum is also born the weakest among his siblings. Born prematurely many did not expect him to survive childhood. But he refused to give up. Motivated by stories of warriors of old and the story of his father. He continues pushing his limit. And to the surprise of everyone he not only survive past childhood but he actually starts growing taller and stronger compared to other children his age. So strong in fact that in the age of 15 he managed to kill a Dragon Grimm. By the age of 17 he joined the Arc Knights. And in the age 20 rose through the rank and become the youngest captain of the group. A rank that he still hold to this day. Despite his achievement however he still found himself lacking behind his father and he made a promise that he will surpass the Grandmaster, Jaune Arc himself.

Vermillion Rose-Arc.

???

Scarlett's older brother will finally make his true debut in the next fic. So till then just wait my lovely readers. You will be mildly surprised.

And if there's anything you want to ask just leave a message, I'll try to answer it as best as I can.

And do tell me which one is your favorite?

#arc kids #lancaster #dragonslayer #knightshade #whiteknight #rwby #rwby au #rwby fanfiction #rwby lancaster #rwby dragonslayer #rwby knightshade #rwby whiteknight #jaune arc future children #Jaune Arc #rwby oc

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apenitentialprayer · 3 months

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My dear friend,

Do you have any interesting Adam and Eve legends? I'm not talking about the apocryphal gospels in particular, because I know a little about them.

Hey there! Not sure when you sent this, hopefully you weren't waiting for too long. Ah, there's a lot of folklore that could be looked at.

For example, there's a theme in some Islamic and Jewish folklore that Adam and Eve actually separated for a length of time after their expulsion from the Garden of Eden. This may have been a conscious choice on their part, or they may have been separated during their expulsion. In some versions, Eve is already pregnant with Cain at this time, and it is Eve's wails while giving birth that draws Adam back to her. In other versions, Eve may not yet be pregnant. In some accountings, the demon Lilith impregnates herself from Adam's wet dreams and produces a race of demons.

There's a story where Adam created by dust that angels had collected from all corners of the world, so that his creation is in some sense an epitome of all Creation. (The fact that he is created from dust from all over the world is also an etiological explanation for why there are so many different skin colors among humans).

There is a legend that Adam was buried under Golgotha; Christ's Precious Blood spilled onto and soaked into the ground where he was buried. You can see this motif in some Crucifixion icons that depict a human skull (Adam's skull) under the Cross.

The number of children that Adam and Eve have vary wildly by source; some Irish sources suggest 100 children, 50 of each sex; we have a surviving monks' trivia game that says that Adam and Eve had 63 children, 33 boys and 30 girls. The lowest number I know is 14 children total. These are all postlapsarian children, by the way; some theologians speculated that Adam and Eve may have had sinless children in the Garden of Eden, beings we now know as faeries.

Speaking of children, one Islamic tradition says that Eve always gave birth to twins; a boy and a girl, a future husband and wife. According to this story, Cain killed Abel because Cain wanted to marry Abel's twin sister and not his own.

More children stories! In one tale recorded by the Brothers Grimm, Adam and Eve had many, many children. When God came to bless them with vocations, Eve was ashamed at the ugliness of some of them, so she hid them away while presenting the beautiful ones. When she saw God bless them with destinies like becoming scholars, knights, and princes, she called the ugly ones out. By that point, all the cool vocations were handed out, so they got destinies like becoming peasants, tanners, and sailors. And that's why.... us commonfolk are ugly???

At least some Rabbinic sources attribute Psalm 92 to Adam and the angels.

Oh! And Adam and Eve may have brought plants from the Garden of Eden to our fallen world; it may be a particular tree in Kashmir, clover, or maybe wheat.

#asks #Christianity #Judaism #Islam #Adam and Eve #religious folklore #Book of Psalms #faerie tale #faerie #Cain and Abel #Lilith #Jesus Christ #Crucifixion #Precious Blood #Brothers Grimm #folklore #Garden of Eden #Kashmir

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bluegekk0 · 9 months

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You’re never annoying when you rant about your AU! I love seeing and hearing people infodump about what they’ve created. Watching people get excited about their creations is the highlight of my day. Let’s use this ask as an infodump opportunity. What’s something you want to infodump about but have never gotten the chance? Spill some beans! I’m ready to listen!

oh anon, you have no idea how much i needed an ask like this. had a pretty rough day, and talking about them always helps me feel a bit better. so i really appreciate this, and of course i appreciate all of your words, thank you <3

i'll put the infodump under a read more thingy cause this may end up being quite long haha

i've been thinking about grimm a lot. okay, i think about him all the time, but i mean more in the context of developing his backstory a little bit more. i listened to this davy jones theme suite, and i find all that sadness and anger incredibly inspiring whenever i think about him. that, and i've been rewatching doctor who, and the theme of an immortal being desperately searching for a life they can never really have is something that resonated with me greatly

i always saw grimm as someone who keeps an emotional distance from others, while still craving the most human kind of experience. he's a god, and yet he's always spent most of his time among mortals. his relationship with the radiance has never been the most positive even though they were siblings, their shared responsibility given to them by their father was the source of most of their fights, as grimm fundamentally disagreed with the way the radiance saw her followers - she thought they belonged to her, while grimm believed they had no right to claim ownership over other beings, mortal or not. he valued freedom and mutual respect, while she wanted control, as she desperately wanted to maintain the position given to her by their father, in an effort to preserve his legacy. grimm did not feel that obligation - he did his duty, but aside from that, he held no attachment towards their father. and that ultimately led to the battle between him and his sister, which ended in his defeat. he was banished from the higher, stripped from the ability to ever return to it, and forced to stay in the nightmare realm. his powers were weakened and he was unable to draw them from the gods plane, meaning that he could only use them for so long before he needed to rest and recharge his energy, most of which goes into creating his physical form (and it's why he has to periodically replace it - the body, while allowing him to walk the mortal plane, also collects nightmare essence which is then consumed in the ritual in order to restore the energy)

but i drifted away from my main point. he was very fond of the mortals, and his curiosity soon turned into envy. he watched them live their lives, and noticed how, despite being aware of their mortality, they lived their lives to the fullest. he wanted to experience some of it for himself, the pleasures, the emotions, everything that made the mortals human (well, in the metaphorical sense in this case, since they're not actually humans haha). and at first he loved everything about his life. he did not have to worry about dying and could do whatever he wanted, what more could he ask for?

well, he hasn't experienced love up until that point. in all of his search for pleasures, he slowly realized just how lonely he was. after his banishment, he formed the troupe which would accompany him on his travels and assist him with the rituals, but it did little to help his loneliness. as much as he valued freedom, they swore their loyalty to him, to the nightmare king, and whether he wanted to admit it or not, they belonged to him, it was the only way he could maintain their immortality that he promised them. but it went against what he stood for when he clashed with his sister. he wanted to find love, but he knew it couldn't be with anyone in the troupe. willingly or not, he would be abusing his power, and in his eyes, that wasn't real love. he wanted someone who would stay with him not because of their connection to the nightmare king, but because they loved him. and most importantly, he wanted them to have the freedom to make that choice. this is where brumm comes into the picture, as i do see him as having one sided feelings for grimm. they were never reciprocated, but clearly there was more to it than just not being the right type. grimm had a very strong stance against finding a partner within the troupe, and unfortunately for brumm, he had to experience that first hand

of course, as we all know, grimm ended up finding a partner in fpk. but fpk was not the first, there was someone before him. now, this is a very fresh idea, so i don't have many details as to who that someone was, though that's beside the point as grimm would not want to talk about them either way. but he did fall in love once, and unfortunately for him, he fell in love with a mortal. so as you'd expect, it never worked out. the moment he realized that they were aging before his eyes, that he would have to eventually watch them die, he removed himself from the picture. simply put, he ran away like a coward before he had to face his lover's mortality. and ever since then, he kept an emotional distance from everyone, in fear that he would get attached again. he realized that he could never have the life he wanted, with someone he could truly connect and spend his eternity with. the eternity, which he started to view as a curse. and following that, everything went downhill. the pleasures he once enjoyed now lost all of their meaning. he still slept around and attended events as he always did, but there was no joy in it anymore, he simply just wanted to feel something, anything. he usually found that feeling in drinking or one night stands with others, but he still backed away the moment there was even a suggestion of something more going on. it was for the better, he told himself

and then he met fpk. in the palace, during one of the royal parties organized by the white lady. he heard about the king of hallownest, it would be difficult not to after all. so naturally, he got grimm's attention, though perhaps not the kind fpk expected. it didn't take long for grimm to find him at the palace balcony, away from the crowd, and only seeing him up close like that did he realize just how unimposing the king looked. but that didn't stop him from attempting to seduce him, as he fully expected fpk to be just like his wife and the other gods he met. but once again, he was taken by surprise. his attempts at sweet-talking were misunderstood, as fpk seemed to interpret them as concern, and opened up to share his frustrations. he expressed how much he did not want to go back to the party, that he felt much more comfortable up there on the balcony, and how he just wanted to return to his workshop and continue his project. then he apologized for taking grimm's time, and reluctantly returned to the party. grimm was surprised, to put it mildly, but he also sensed a similar loneliness in fpk that he himself experienced. judging by the way fpk talked about his life and his relationship, it seemed that, just like grimm, he didn't have anyone he could truly connect with and who would understand him. and against his better judgement, he started to feel the urge to change that, to be there for him. in short, the god of nightmares fell in love, right there on the balcony, after a failed attempt at getting in the king's pants. a wonderful start to their long-term relationship haha

i'm realizing that i probably repeated things i already mentioned before, but i thought bringing it up would paint a more complete picture of how i view grimm's personal struggles, and why he's so obsessed with fpk. he does have a good reason - meeting fpk was like a lightning in a bottle. he wasn't as distant and snobbish as the other gods, he was very human and approachable, and the passion in his voice whenever he talked about the things he loves was simply contagious. and most importantly, just like grimm, he wouldn't age. it gave grimm new hope and showed him that perhaps he could still experience love the way he wanted for so, so many years

and i think that makes fpk's hibernation a lot more tragic from grimm's perspective. he thought he lost his only chance at the life he wanted, all because he took things too slow. he never rushed his relationship with fpk, he didn't involve himself romantically until after fpk's separation with his wife, and even after that he allowed fpk to figure out his feelings at his own pace. in grimm's eyes, there was no need to rush things, quite the opposite, he figured that a relationship which built its foundation slowly over the years would be more meaningful, so he took his time. if he knew that the infection would return, and how things would go, he would confess his feelings sooner. but he didn't, and he blamed himself for it for all the years that fpk was gone. he entered the darkest period of his life, he lost all of his hope and became very distant towards others, hiding behind a mask of politeness that would crack the moment he was on his own. it only makes sense that he would drop everything the moment he reunited with fpk in dirtmouth, especially with how much of an insane coincidence it was. he would not lose him again, and would do everything to protect him and his family. he finally had something to care from, and through that, found meaning in his life

this is quite long and probably makes more sense in my head, but eh, whatever. i love thinking about them, no matter how cheesy their relationship may be, or how not very well-written it is (though it was never meant to be, i suppose). but i hope you enjoy reading this still

and really, thank you again for reaching out like this. i don't know who you are, but that's the charm of receiving anon asks. but know that i really appreciate this. and i hope you have an amazing day or night ❤

#ask stuff #feral pk au #save

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fictional-library-tournament · 6 months

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Prelims round 1, poll 10

Propaganda

The Library, Beauty: A Retelling of the Story of Beauty and the Beast by Robin McKinley:

None

The Great Library, Thursday Next chronicles by Jasper Fforde:

The Great Library contains every book ever written, both as literal texts and as worlds with living characters who act out and protect their stories! It's about the metafiction! It's about narrative shape and autonomy! It's about metaphors that are alive and ready to fight back! Also the Cheshire Cat is there and Miss Havisham does illegal drag racing.

The Library Starship Alexandria, Krøniken om stjerneskipet Alexandria by Jon Bing:

The library ship Alexandria flies between the stars in the 1970s Norwegian children's book series, in a universe colonised by humanity - but travel between planets takes years, and communication is at the speed of the fastest ship. Alexandria and her sister library ships travel from world to world, bringing the totality of their stored databanks of knowledge to each world, free to use for a time, free to copy and keep - and when she inevitably leaves, her librarian staff settling into cryosleep once more, it is with yet another world's knowledge added to pay forward. Vote for Alexandria, not just because "giant library starship" is cool, but because her mission - to gather, preserve and share the totality of human knowledge - however unrealistic a goal - is at the very core of what libraries are and aspire to be.

Athenaeum, Nevernight Chronicle by Jay Kristoff:

All the books that never were! And bookworms!

Grimm Collection – New York Circulating Repository, The Grimm Legacy by Polly Shulman:

it's a library where you can check out fairy tale objects. there's also collections for science fiction objects and horror novel stuff. and it goes in depth to like what pages do and how the call numbers work which is pretty fun for a book about libraries to do

Bag End library, The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings by JRR Tolkien:

Not the largest collection, but in possession of THE primary sources regarding the Fellowship of the Ring and the adventure to the Lonely Mountain, as well as several other historical texts and translations that may otherwise have been lost to time without the care and keeping of Bilbo, Frodo, and Sam.

#fictional libraries #tumblr tournament #archives #books & libraries #fictional archives #libraries #tumblr polls #poll #science fiction #Grimm legacy #Grimm legacy series

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adarkrainbow · 8 months

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To complement my previous post, here is for example the kind of classifications the Delarue-Tenèze offers concerning the most famous French fairytales.

LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD

Tale-type N°333 (Delarue-Tenèze). Corresponds to the Aa-Th type 333, "The Glutton (Red Riding Hood)". Also corresponds to the Grimm fairytale "Rotkäppchen".

The elements of the tale:

Step 1, the presentation of the heroine. Usually it is a little girl named "Petit Chaperon rouge" (Little Red Chaperon), due to her headwear ; but sometimes she can have another name, or not be named at all. The little girl goes to her grandmother's house (or to someone else's house) - sometimes she is sent there by her mother, other times she wants to go there but her parents refuse at first before giving in. The little girl brings some food to her grandmother - it can be butter, cheese, milk, a "galette", a cake, bread, or others.

Step 2, The encounter with the wolf. The little girl meets the wolf (or another type of animal, or a person). The wolf asks her where she is going, and/or which of two possible paths she will take. Either the wolf takes the path that Little Red Riding Hood does not take, either the wolf actually purposefully chooses to take the shortest path.

Step 3, at the grandmother's house. The wolf arrives at the grandmother's house, learns how to open the door, eats the grandmother, puts her flesh and blood aside, puts on her clothes, and hides in her bed. The little girl than arrives ; she also learns how to open the door, she says she is hungry and thirsty, the wolf tells her to eat "meat and wine" (the flesh and blood of the grandmother). She eats and drink but either an animal or a voice tells the little girl what she is consuming. The little girl says that she is cold and/or sleepy. The wolf tells her to go to bed, the little girl undresses and asks where she must place each piece of clothing - the wolf tells her to throw the clothes in the fire - the little girl goes into the bed. The little girl expresses her surprise concerning the great arms, the great legs, the great ears, the great eyes, the hairy body (and potential other body parts), and finally the great teeth. The last answer of the wolf is always "The better to eat you", and it devours the child.

Step 4, the little girl flees, the wolf dies. If the wolf does not devour the child, the little girl rather asks to get out (usually to perform a "natural need", she leaves the house but attached by a string - she sets herself free from the string and goes home. If the tale continues, the wolf will hunt her down, and almost catch her before she gets home. And then, the wolf can be killed.

Commentary:

On all the versions collected, twenty oral versions do not have any relationship with any known literary or printed version of the tale. Two versions are basically copies of Perrault's tales that "returned to the tradition", and became once more oral tales thanks to the mass diffusion of the story ; and a dozen of them are actually mixed versions using both Perrault-inherited elements and elements from the "untouched" versions.

All in all, the "independant" or "mixed" versions, which clearly inherit from the original, pre-Perrault format of the tale, are located in a same geographical zone, between the Loire and the north side of the Alps - and going as far as North Italy and the Tyrol. All other versions are clearly inspired by or inheriting from Perrault's literary version - or from the version of the brothers Grimm. But the brothers Grimm version is itself nothing more than a descendant of Perrault's fairytale: comparing the two stories show the same additions, the same omissions, the same little details. On top of that, the source of the Grimm for their "Little Red Cap" was a woman of French descendant who mixed in her fairytales French and German traditions - she and her sister notably gave the brothers three more Perrault fairytales, and one fairytale by madame d'Aulnoy, which were included in the first edition of their work before being later deleted. If the brothers Grimm kept "Little Red Cap", it is because the modified ending, different from Perrault's made them believe it was a more Germanic version of the tale - in truth however, it is simply a copy-paste of the ending of an actual German fairytale, The Wolf and the Seven Goats/The Goat and the Seven Kids. Outside of the Grimm's text, "Little Red Riding Hood" is not actually part of the German oral tradition. By extension, this disproves all the interpretations of the "little girl escaping the wolf's belly" claiming it to be some sort of primitive motif predating Perrault.

By looking at the oral versions not influenced by Perrault, we notice for example that the red cap/red bonnet/red cape/red headwear of the little girl is a Perrault addition, that was not present originally. Again this disproves many interpretations of Little Red Riding Hood - such as those claiming the red cap means she is the embodiment of dawn, or the "queen of may". In fact, in many versions the little girl is not describe, and left unnamed.

The folk versions predating Perrault have the wolf ask the little girl "Which path do you take? The one of Pins or the one of Needles?". Variations exists: in langue d'oc versions (Southern France dialect) the choice is between the "path of small stones" and the "path of small thorns", and in Tyrol "the path of briars or the path of stones". However the question "Pins or Needles" stayed so strong and popular that in many post-Perrault versions, that basically copy-paste Perrault's text, the question was reintroduced (despite Perrault erasing it). The folkloric and popular versions are also deeply marked by the episode of the flesh and the blood offered as a meal to the little girl, with some cruel and gruesome variants - such as how sometimes the teeth of the grandmother stay within the meat, and the wolf has to explain them (in the Tyrol, the wolf says "it's rice", in the Abruzzes, the wolf says "it's beans").

Finally, most of the popular and folkloric versions of the tale end just like Perrault's version, with the wolf devouring the girl - with the rare exceptions of a version from the Morvan and another from the Amognes, which present a "happy ending": the little girl, understanding she is sharing the bed of a monster, pretends she needs to relieve herself outside. The monster lets her go out with a string or roped attached to her body, but once she is outside she sets herself free and flees.

CINDERELLA

Tale-type N°510 A (Delarue-Tenèze). Corresponds to the Aa-Th "Cinderella" type. Also corresponds to Basile's La gatta cennerentola, and Grimm's Aschenputtel, and Madame d'Aulnoy's Finette Cendron.

Elements of the tale:

Step 1, the persecuted heroine. The heroine has either one or two or several half-sisters/sisters, who are ugly and/or wicked. The heroine is mistreated by her stepmother, or by her own mother. The heroine always stays in the ashes of the hearth/is forced to do all the dirty work. The heroine is thus usually called "Cinderella" or a variation of this name ; though sometimes she has a different name, or no name at all.

Step 2, The magical help.

The heroine receives help from a benevolent being. The heroine will usually receive from her father, an object. Sometimes she asked for it, sometimes she did not, but her father stills gives her the object after he gave to her sisters/half-sisters what they asked. The Cinderella-character receives a magic wand, or a nut, or an almond, or a hazelnut. After this, the Cinderella-character stays at home while her sisters/half-sisters go to the ball or the mass, sometimes wearing the gifts of their father. Sometimes the heroine is told to stay home, or pretends to prefer staying home ; many tmes she is given an impossible task such as separating enormous amounts of grain or weaving too much thread. Sometimes the heroine has to keep an animal or some cattle.

If there is an "impossible task" at play, the heroine will be helped in these tasks by the benevolent being - or the tasks will be performed when she isn't here by the being. The being can be a fairy, or the Virgin Mary, and/or the girl's godmother. Other times, it is an animal that acts to reward the kindness of the heroine, and sometimes the "help" is simply the magic wand the girl received. If there is no "impossible task" at play, we jump straight to the heroine receiving from the benevolent being/creating with the magic wand/finding inside the received fruits, one or several magical dress. The dress can be "the color of the sun", or "the color of the moon", or "the color of the stars" or "the color of the sky", or "the color of night", or any kind of other color. And/or a whole carriage will come with it.

Step 3, encountering the prince. The heroine goes with her new gifts to the ball or the mass - she can go there only once, or twice, or three times (never four). The prince only has eyes for her and/or only dances with her, but sometimes she must go back before a determined hour. Once back home, the girl's sisters/halfsisters/step-mother/mother tell her of the "beautiful woman". Sometimes the heroine answers that the girl was just as beautiful as her, and is punished for this ; other times she claims she is happy for them, but couldn't see any of it since she is locked at home. Finally, after staying too late at their last encounter, the heroine loses while fleeing (or the prince/its guards steal from her) a shoe or a slipper made of glass or gold. The shoe is either given to the prince, or he picks it up himself, whle all the beautiful clothes of the heroine disappear and become rags.

Step 4, proof and wedding. The prince decides he will only marry the girl whose feet fits the shoe or slipper and thus either organizes a new ball to find her, or has all the women in the kingdom try it. After having been tried by all girls, and/or by the heroine's sister-figures, the shoe does not fit anyone (or does fit, but only by the women mutilating their feet). However, despite the objections of her sisters/mother/step-mother, the heroine also tries on the shoe, which perfectly fits her. She is thus recognized - or maybe she needs to show the other shoe - or maybe she needs to put on the beautiful clothes that go with the shoe.

If the step-mother/bad mother tries to substitue her own daughter to the heroine, the trick will be deounced, either by a little dog, either by a bird, and the prince will be informed that the heroine was hidden or trapped, in a vat or in a chest. Finally there is a happy marriage, and sometimes the sisters are forgiven - other times with the mother too.

Commentary:

I cannot actually give you the commentary here because Delarue and Tenèze decided to write a common commentary between three fairytale-types they deemed to be so much interwoven and intertwined it was hard to split them apart. Cinderella (510A), Donkey Skin (510B) and "One-Eye, Two-Eyes, Three-Eyes" (511). Maybe if people want me to share it I'll do it one day, but for now I'll stay short and simple.

PUSS IN BOOTS

Fairytale-type N°545 (Delarue-Tenèze). Corresponds to Aa-Th "The Cat as Helper". Also corresponds to Straparole's "Constantine the Fortunate" and Basile's "Gagliuso".

Elements of the fairytale:

Step 1, the hero and his animal. The hero is a young poor man, a miller's son who owns a cat or received it as an inheritance by his dying father/mother, while his two older brothers got a better heritage. Or, the young man has as a neighbor a fox which is constantly eating his chickens.

Step 2, the animal at the king's. Seeing his master disappointed by his situation, or trying to thank the hero for being charitable, the animal captures various beasts, at different times, through various tricks (it can use a bag filled with food as a bait, or convince the animal that it will have a golden tail if it follows the cat to Paris). The animal than offers the animals to the king, as a gift from his master, that he names. The animal is rewarded, but refuses all reward for his master, who would have "no use of it". The animal then convinces the hero to follow him and undress, to throw himself into a river, and the animal might scratch its master. The animal calls the king out to help its master, pretending he was robbed. The king saves the master, has him dressed up, and sometimes offers his daughter as a bride.

Step 3, the domains of the hero. As the king and the princess want to see what the hero owns, the cat/fox goes before them and convinces reapers, shepherds, plowmen, etc... to claim that the fields, meadows, cattle, etc... belong to its master, under threat of abuse. Arriving at a beautiful castle, the animal persuades the inhabitants to save themselves from the king and his approaching army by hiding, sometimes in an oven, most of the time in a pile of hay. The animal then sets fire to the hay, pretending to create a bonfire, or to get rid of a rat infestation. Other times, the animal convinces the castle inhabitant(s) to use their shapeshiftng power, to turn into an animal as small as a mouse, that the cat devours. The cat's master becomes the owner of the castle, and gains the princess in marriage.

Step 4, the ungratefulness of the hero. The cat is promised a beautiful grave after its death, and to test its master pretends to be dead. The master then carelessly throw the "corpse" outside, and the animal denounces its master's ingratitude. If the story goes on, the animal plays dead a second time, and this time it is given a beautiful grave - but as a result, the animal ends up buried alive, unable to escape its own tomb (or not being allowed out of it).

Commentary:

The fairytale of "Puss in Boots" is actually a very popular and widespread fairytale all across Europe, and which reached countries such as Siberia, and India, from which it reached Indonesia and the Philippines. In France, while all the versions where the animal is a cat are influenced by Perrault, there are alternate, purely oral versions where the animal is a fox. These versions notably have a very "pretty" motif of the fox being golden, and tricking the animals it hunts by offering to make their tail golden. The "cat version" is only found in half of the French and Italian versions of the tale, and in a handful of Nordic ones, while the fox version is, beyond France and half of Italy, also found in Serbia, Bulgaria, Romania, Finland, Turkey, Mongolia, Russia and more.

Paul Delarue was of the opinion that Basile's version did not influence Perrault's text - however he did believe that the tale of Straparola had influenced Perrault's version, due to Straparole's fairytales having been translated in French between 1560 and 1572, and being well-known by Perrault's time. Despite the title of the type being "Puss in Boots", thanks to the enormous success of Perrault's version, the idea of the cat wearing boots seems to have been invented by Perrault and to not have existed before him.

The ending of Perrault's Puss in Boots, where the cat devours the transformed ogre, also seems to be an addition, or rather a "contamination" by other fairytales. It was influenced by the ending of the fairytale-type 325 "The Wizard and his apprentice", in which an apprentice sorcerer turned into a fox eats his master, turned into a seed. It seems to have also been inspired by the folk motif of the type 331, "The spirit (or the devil) in the bottle", in which a hero dares a genie or devil to turn into a small animal, and once it does so traps him in a bottle or a small container. By comparative study, the version of the tales where the cat gets rid of the castle's inhabitants by hiding them in a pile of hay to which it sets fire seems to be the "original" one, since it is found in identical ways across separate areas with strong cultural differences, and not printed source to have influenced them.

The added epilogue of the cat/fox dealing with its master's ingratitude is present in Basile's version, and characterizes some Turkish variants. As a final note, European versions have an habit of always inventing very fantastical, ridiculous or weird names for the master of the cat/fox.

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incorrectsistersgrimmquotes · 3 months

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Puck: You never know what someone is going through. For instance I didn't know I was going through anything until about 2 years later. I thought I was just chilling

#sisters grimm #puck #source: tumblr

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incorrect-frozen-quotes · 2 years

Conversation

Ryder: Don't duh me! Trying to figure out what you're thinking from one day to the next takes more brains than I have.

Honeymaren: Well, maybe you should stop. I'd hate to burn out that little peanut in your head.

#frozen 2 #ryder #honeymaren #incorrect frozen quotes #source: sisters grimm

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thislongstandinggrudge · 9 months

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"The bubbly 16-year-old leader of team RWBY. Ruby wants to be like the heroes from her favorite fairy tales. Ruby battles the monsters of Remnant-the Grimm-with Crescent Rose, a high-caliber sniper scythe, and fights on the team alongside her half-sister Yang Xiao Long. She inherited her silver eyes from her mother, and with them a legendary power-it's said that silver-eyed warriors are the opponents the Grimm fear the most."

(Knights Chronicle Character Description)

Knights Chronicle was an anime RPG Gacha game which was officially supported from 2016 to 2023, coming to an end on July 4th of that year. There was a collaboration with RoosterTeeth to place five characters from their flagship franchise into the game as heroes. These five characters were Ruby Rose, Weiss Schnee, Yang Xiao Long, Blake Belladonna and Cinder Fall.

I can’t find reliable sources for the artists who did this work. If you happen to know, please let me know!

#rwby ruby rose #rwby x knights chronicle #knights chronicle #ruby rose #rwby #rwby collaboration

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vecnawrites · 10 months

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Patreon Reward: Pure Support Group, Chapter Nine: Malachite Sisters

It's time for the Malachite Sisters to tell their story...

Pyrrha looked over the group that had arrived for this meeting of FABJA. It was a rather full house this time, or at least, it felt more so than usual.

Velvet and Ruby were sitting next to one another, whispering fiercely to one another as they talked about something, most likely Joan related. Judging from the tents in their lower garments, it was Joan related.

Weiss had her hands over her lap, but from her blush and fidgeting, she too, was aroused. The reason? Coco was next to her, whispering and showing her pictures on her scroll. Pyrrha narrowed her eyes, and hoped for her sake that none of them were of Joan, especially taken without her permission. Otherwise, something bad may happen to her legs once Nora found out.

Across from them, Neon and Ciel sat with Fiona, muttering softly as they gestured to one another, Neon the most animated and Ciel the most subdued, with a silent Elm behind them, though she was obviously effected by the words.

Reese and Arslan were sitting together, Reese actually in Arslan’s lap, and Pyrrha prayed to any god that was listening that they weren’t actually fucking here, otherwise, Nora would literally not be able to be stopped, especially since she had Lian on her lap right now, mainly to hide the hard on she was sporting.

The only reason all three of them were there was because Joan had decided to have a ‘sleepover’ with May tonight. She wouldn’t deny the jealousy she felt at that, but it made it easier that Joan was obviously just wanting to spend some time with her godsister.

Yang and Blake were towards the back of the room, chatting with one another as they talked about more mundane things; then again, neither had seen Joan that day, as far as she knew.

Her eyes slightly narrowed as she took sight of the last five, huddled in a circle. Cinder Fall, Emerald Sustrai, Neopolitan Torchwick, and Melanie and Miltiades Malachite, the twins looking haunted and ruffled as the other three sat around them. They were silent, but Pyrrha could tell that they had given the pair some form of comfort.

But now, it was time to start the meeting.

She coughed into her hand, silencing the conversations and bringing attention to her. She gave everyone a pleasant smile. “Hello, everyone and welcome to a new meeting of FABJA. Tonight, we have two speakers who had an experience at the same time…” she glanced to the blushing twins, “Melanie? Miltiades? You have the floor.”

The twins looked at one another, both flushing horribly, before they spoke in tandem.

“It was earlier today…” they began,

Melanie and Miltiades groaned as they thumbed through the books on Valean History, having to do research for a combined project for Doctor Oobleck and Professor Port about Grimm Migration Habits and how they had impacted the creation of Vale.

So, here they were, browsing through at least fifty books with publication dates ranging from five years ago to before the Great War, some of which were rare since a lot of books had been destroyed in the effort to eradicate art itself. And they still needed more sources.

“I’ll go and see if there are any more books relating to the subject, Milty.” Melanie rose from her seat, happy for the excuse to stretch her legs and get away from the books that were currently turning her brains into soup. She swore at words and events were bouncing around and getting mixed up in her head. Which they probably were. She was smart, for sure, but History wasn’t her strong suit. Which is why she and Miltiades were doubling up on the project.

Stretching, Melanie felt her joints pop before she made her way down between the stacks of books, wondering what works would actually help with their project. As she walked down the stacks, she wondered if any of the books at all would be worthwhile to help with their project.

As she made her way through the stacks, she bumped into someone, both of them yelping as they managed to avoid falling over, Melanie wondering who she had hit, only to suck a breath in as she saw a blonde braid of hair, bright blue eyes, and curves that strained the uniform that they wore.

Melanie felt her cock chubbing and her balls gurgling in her panties already at the sight of Joan Arc standing before her, looking frazzled as well from the bump.

“Sorry, sorry!” Melanie blurted out, hoping that she hadn’t upset the beautiful girl that she and her sister had been wanting to get closer to.

Thankfully, the blonde only smiled. “It’s okay, Melanie, I wasn’t looking.” and boy, did the fact that the blonde recognized her off the bat sent her heart a flutter. “What are you looking for?”

“Miltia and I are working on that project that Port and Oobleck about how Grimm Migrations affected history. We’re hip deep in books and still need more sources…” Melanie sighed, shaking her head.

She forced the blush down as she saw Joan visibly brighten, her smile almost blinding in nature at this point. “Oh, yeah that was rough. Thankfully, I finished that a couple days ago!” Melanie blinked once, twice, three times. Then, Joan said the magic words, ones that sung like an angelic chorus in her head. “Would you like some help with getting a few more sources that you may not have?”

Melanie couldn’t nod her head fast enough. Getting to spend time with her cute crush and getting what she needed to finish this hellish project with her sister! Count her in!

She followed the bubbly blonde through the stacks, her eyes embarrassingly dropping below the waist immediately and following the swing of her hips. She tried to resist, but it was impossible. Joan’s hips and rear were fucking hypnotic; it was like watching a pendulum sway.

She felt some pain on the inside of her mouth, but assumed she bit herself by accident when they had collided. It couldn’t be anything else, after all.

Melanie whimpered as she felt her cock swell in her panties as she watched the sway and jiggle before her, her balls reminding her of the fact that neither she nor her sister had emptied themselves in the past couple of days, since they had been forced to focus on this project.

Miltiades buried her face in her hands. “That’s when Goodwitch asked me about scheduling our Semblance check…” she mumbled, the red of her cheeks bleeding through her hands.

“Wait...you mean you-” Yang was cut off by Melanie continuing, her voice shrill and echoing through the room.

“Anyway!!!”

Miltiades was wondering where her sister was, it having been several long minutes already, although she did understand that she probably was looking through the stacks for books, but that did not explain the sensations that their semblance was giving her.

A quick lance of pain, followed by a bubbling sense of arousal, making her cock bloat a little as blood rushed to it. She bit her lower lip as she tried to calm herself (and Melanie) down. The last thing either of them needed was for them to have an ‘attack’ in the library and be banned from it.

“Miss Malachite?” Miltiades was pulled from her thoughts as she heard a voice call out to her, and glanced up, swallowing hard as she saw Deputy Headmistress Goodwitch having walked up near her without her noticing.

“Yes, Professor Goodwitch?” she asked, biting the inside of her cheek again to try and signal to Melanie to knock it out, whatever it was that she was doing.

“Yes, I wanted to tell you and your sister that we have scheduled several tests to see if we can’t help you both with your semblance.” while Miltiades would feel relief at that statement, since Beacon’s idea of ‘training’ would be leagues more sane than Neo’s (despite how much it had helped), the rapidly building arousal in her belly, in her balls, was filling her with panic instead, and she was hoping that the damned signal was letting her sister know to stop whatever she was doing.

Melanie was in heaven. She was currently sitting at a table with her (and several others close by, but they didn’t count) and pouring over several books and taking notes with her. They were close enough that she could smell her, the scent of lemons and oranges tickling her nose. Part of her longed to ask if it was her natural scent or a perfume, but she refrained, feeling it would be too creepy.

She felt creepy enough with her cock being a steel beam underneath the table, practically touching the tabletop from the bottom as she listened to Joan’s voice and her eyes following her swaying boobs as she leafed through book pages.

She knew that she was in real trouble now, panic starting to hit her as she realized that she wouldn’t be able to get up at all if she needed to, and anyone looking under the table would see something incredibly embarrassing.

“-the Slaughter of Nevermore Ravine was called that due to well, the Mantle Army being stupid enough to go into a dry ravine and being pinned down and most of their forces impaled by Nevermore Pinions from the ones that were nesting there.”

Okay, Melanie knew that the subject matter was morbid, but hearing the beautiful girl saying the words ‘pinned down’ and ‘impaled’ put more intimate images in her head, ones where the girl speaking was ‘pinned down’ between her and Miltiades and ‘impaled’ on their cocks, squealing and writhing in pleasure as they fucked her.

She was only half listening now, vaguely noticing that the others around them had left, leaving them alone, which she was going to savor.

Melanie was pulled out of her thoughts as Joan suddenly put a hand over her mouth and yawned, her incredible bust pushing out against the button up top, straining it. Oh, how she wished that she could see under it…

POP! POP! POP! POP! “EEEP!”

Melanie’s eyes widened and her mouth fell open as the buttons on Joan’s top exploded off of her body, flying across the room and ‘plink’ing along the ground as Joan’s top opened up and her absolutely massive breasts spilled out, cradled in a lovely blue with yellow trim bra that looked like it was on its last legs holding her impressive proportions.

Joan immediately tried tugging her top closed back over her chest, but all she succeeded in doing was making her breasts jiggle in such a way that Melanie had no hope in keeping her arousal down. Standing, she covered her chest and rushed off, her skirt moving with enough force that she saw pure white silk before the blonde vanished into the stacks, leaving her alone.

Biting her lip, Melanie buried her face in her arms as her balls unloaded all over the floor beneath the table with extreme prejudice as she came with a muted scream of pleasure.

Through the pleasure, all Melanie could do was hope that Miltiades had managed to get somewhere without embarrassing herself…

Miltiades wanted to die. Why? Not only had something enticed her sister to an orgasm, but she had been hit as well due to the ‘looping’ effect of their arousal! That wouldn’t be too bad, but the fact of the matter was, she hadn’t been able to get away and to a private place in order to release!

The result?

She had cum, and not only had she absolutely ruined hours of their work, Professor Goodwitch stood still before her, frozen in shock, her face and chest splattered with her cum.

The silence was damning, before Glynda spoke, her voice dead. “We shall never speak of this, Miss Malachite. Please take your sister to the Infirmary at the appointment time next week.” the woman growled, before stalking off.

Miltiades dearly wanted to ask if she was actually going to walk the halls painted in her cum, but she wasn’t stupid. As it was, her balls were still emptying themselves, and her voice didn’t work anyway, so it was a moot point.

She groaned, face planting into the table, the cum soaked papers sticking to her cheek.

“And that’s what happened…” Miltiades groaned out, both herself and Melanie shuddering and cum seeping through their clothes as they remembered what had happened earlier.

While everyone was sympathetic at the story, there was one other pressing matter, a persistent thought that only one person dared ask.

“How did you survive jizzing all over Goodwitch!?” Yang blurted out, her own erection straining against her shorts.

Both siblings buried their faces in their hands, refusing to speak anymore.

Realizing that she had to get things back on track before they derailed (especially since Nora had that look in her eye that said that she was about to listen to impulsive thoughts, and Reese was squirming on Arslan’s lap) further than they already were, Pyrrha coughed into her hand and cleared her throat. “Okay!” she flushed a bit as she heard her voice reach a high pitch, but she soldiered on, “Yang, that was rude, you know the rules of this support group!” she saw Yang flinch, and looked back at the others. “Melanie, Miltiades, thank you for sharing, and I am sorry you had such an embarrassing experience. Let’s all retire for the night...we all need to get some rest, I believe.”

“...and we all need to dump out a few loads as well…” despite the fact that it was plainly Neon that muttered that, no one said anything.

It was very true, after all.

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Sorcières de la Nuit

THIS IS AN EXCERPT FROM A FANFIC I'M PLANNING. IT IS NOT A PART OF THE THREE SENTINELS.

Coming from the shower, Pyrrha was met with an empty room. Not surprising, given it was about dinner time and she was the last one to use the shower to get cleaned up. Turning on her scroll’s screen, she saw a message from Jaune letting her know that they went to the dining hall to get a table and some food. She replied with a thumbs up emoji, before setting her scroll down and dressing herself.

She reflected about the 28 hours that she and her team, as well as Blanche and Noir, had spent at Mountain Glenn, defending that tunnel for only the brothers know how long. The stress and exhaustion had worn off, much like the injuries, but she, and she could only assume the others, were still coping with the shock of the scale of their defence.

By all accounts they SHOULD have perished.

Shaking her head free of that she pocketed her scroll, before turning to the door, when she felt something call out to her. The silent voice was whispering her name, enticing her to turn around and look again at the room. Scanning each bed, Pyrrha eventually found the source of the voice on Jaune’s bed.

It was his journal.

Pyrrha was not one to snoop and interfere with someone’s privacy, let alone Jaune’s. A journal was an extension of one's mind and heart, and to read it without permission was a violation of trust in Pyrrha’s eyes. However, there was something about his journal that called out to her, encouraging her to open it.

Caving into the unrelenting scream of her leader's notebook, she opened the cover and flipped through it, only to see… poetry. It wasn’t award winning but she could understand what each one was based off of, and in a way felt like she was reliving certain parts of their time at Beacon. One titled Camouflage detailed initiation. The Royal Guard was about his squire work with the Valean Knights Order. Race to the Sea was about RWBY’s escapade at the docks.

Flipping to the most recent entries she saw two poems. The first was labelled ‘The Defence of Mountain Glenn’ and detailed the events of JNPR and BLND’s stand against the Grimm and bandits. The four bar refrain of the poem pounded into Pyrrha and reminded her of the emotion, the determination, the VALOUR that filled the group during their defence.

Stand and follow command, our blood for the homeland

Heed the Mountain Glen’s call, and brace for the storm

The vanguard will never give in, there is no surrender

Force them into retreat, and into defeat

Those four lines filled her with the same resolve that she felt when she heard the four words leave Jaune’s mouth.

‘Not One Step Back’

It was a phrase that she had heard before, in a history class while at Sanctum. It was commanded by the second premier of the United Vacun Council Republics, who had learned that Atlas was 50 km from the capital, Shade. She remembered her professor telling that story and commenting that the leader knew that the world would condemn him for that order, but the nation and the people would remain free in the end.

Pyrrha shivered thinking about it, before moving over to the second poem titled Sorcières de la nuit. It was only twelve lines long but perfectly described the explosive damage done by Jaune’s sisters.

From the depths of hell in silence

Cast their spells, explosive violence

Valean night time, stealth perfected

Flawless vision, undetected

Undetected, unexpected

Shells of glory

Tell their story

Demolition, deviation

Undetected, stealth perfected

Beneath the starlight of the heavens

Unlikely heroes underground

As they rise up from the rubble

The wind will whisper when the Night Witches come

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