#Aggie Con

[wonderlesch]

Can’t Miss February 2024 Events

Can't Miss February 2024 Events shares a travel destination guide to fill your February with concerts, festivals, cruises and more. Get your calendar ready and start planning all of your February adventures. #wednesdaywonders #wonderlesch #blogpostalert

Hello and welcome to my latest travel destination guide sharing Can’t Miss February 2024 Events. Start filling your February calendar with events like Alaska Craft Brew & Barley Wine Festival. They had me at craft beer. Aggie Con, it’s the oldest student run convention in the United States. Texas A&M sure knows how to throw a party, convention. I meant convention. ShipRocked is a music festival…

[hexarcana]

@ask-mister-mystery requested a Relativity Falls Starter

Episode: Double Dipper Sixer

Aggie swung her skinny legs through the spindles of the landing, looking down into the party. She'd gotten one too many weird glances from people and one too many thinly veiled insults, so she opted to stay out of everyone's way. She would have left, but her Ma wasn't going to come back for her until their agreed upon rendezvous time. She'd have to wait it out.

She sighs, resting her forehead on the spindles. Even after making a few friends, she's still finding it impossible to just exist among other kids. At least the boys' Great Aunt was nice to her and had given her permission to duck into the shack if she needed a break, but she didn't want a break. She wanted to be down there, with the other kids, being normal. But one mean look and one insult had her sitting all alone. Just another freak, by herself, as usual.

She'd seen Sixer come by a few times- like, a lot of times, actually. Odd, considering he was supposed to be running the ticket stand. She'd seen Stanley earlier, and he'd seen her- but he'd been in the middle of talking to someone so all that passed between them was a wave.

She holds the spindles like they're jail cell bars, feeling like the bits of wood really are separating her from the rest of the world. It looked fun, dancing and running around... Her face scrunches up involuntarily as she feels tears sting at her eyes. She rubs at them roughly, trying to focus on whatever is going on by the DJ booth. Looks like people are doing karaoke.

[artbyifer]

Sahcon 2022 self portrait

[madnessinthishouse]

Maye & sus muses, cuéntenme cuál es su peli favorita para ver durante la spooky season (?) // pa' los OCs con los que tenemos plots pues 👀

─Me encanta ver las clásicas.─

─Sí bueno, yo diría que sería bueno aclarar cuales son las clásicas, porque puede ser clásicas de terror, clásicas de horror, clásicas con temática de Halloween, pero sin ser de miedo ¿cuál escogerías?─

─Sí.─

...

Bueno, en mi caso, no tengo una favorita, la verdad es que siempre es según mi humor.

Y es que la spooky season is all the seasons(?)

[vidals-harkness]

don't wanna leave you anymore (agatha harkness)

summary : wanda stole your powers too, three years ago. while it was a curse for agatha, it was a boon for you. as a divination witch with powerful clairvoyance, it wasn't uncommon for you to be troubled by spirits. so nothing can make you change this mundane life you adopted. so what happens when she attempts to convince you to have another shot at the road?

fic type: fluff

pairing: agatha harkness x fem!reader

warnings: fight, little angst, mostly fluff.

word count: 1k

masterlist

The Witch’s Road wasn’t one for the faint of heart. It tested one’s knowledge of the craft, tested one’s limits, and one’s determination to succeed.

However, that success came at a price. A price you and Agatha had both paid with your own journeys. She wanted it again, but you, on the other hand, did not.

Where a normal evening would be spent with each other, drinking wine and watching a trashy movie, today it was filled with arguments, aggravation, and anger.

“My darling, don’t you miss it?!” She exclaimed, looking at you desperately, her past attempts at convincing you having failed miserably.

Her voice took on that sultry, persuasive tone which could cause even the purest saint to sin, as she chose her words carefully.

“Aren’t you angry? That Wanda stole your power? Don’t you miss the feeling of being almost as powerful as a goddess? Don’t you miss the fear we instilled, the feeling of the magic coursing through your veins? Having the knowledge that you had the ability to bend the universe to your will?” She came a step closer, hoping her words were having effect.

Her voice dropped to a whisper, a whisper so close to your ear that you felt her warm breath fan across your skin. “Don’t you want it back?”

"No, Agatha, I truly don't," you said, shaking your head. "I do not want it back, because I do not want sleepless nights, nonsensical visions, and terrifying spirits haunting my every waking and sleeping moment,"

With a thoughtful sigh as you gazed out the window, you shook your head again after a moment of contemplation. "I can't do it, Agatha. I won't,"

Agatha's eyes flared at your response, her hands clenching into fists in frustration. The room's tension was palpable, and you could practically feel the waves of anger and desperation rolling off her in waves.

“My sweet little seer,” she said, sarcasm lacing her tone as she came to stand in front of you, blocking your view. Her hands grabbed at your arms, pulling you away from the window, and closer to her.

“Are you really going to live the rest of your life as a simple, mundane?” She hissed.

“Yes, Agatha. Yes, I am going to be mundane,” you scowled, not meeting her eyes. “I’d rather be mundane than go through hundreds of sleepless nights and ghosts at every corner screaming in my head,”

“You're foolish then,” Agatha stated, frustration lacing her every word. She released your arms only to grab your chin, forcing you to look at her.

“Do you know how naive you sound, my love?” She continued, her voice lowered to a dangerously soft whisper. “You don’t realise what power you had.” Her eyes searched yours, a irritation palpable in her gaze and words.

“I am not naïve! I’m looking out for myself,” you said, breath trembling. Your voice dropped to a whisper. “I can’t go back to that, Aggie. Please, please don’t make me choose,”

Her thoughts whirled in her head, a back and forth of pros and cons, a hurricane of emotion, a sea of varied desires. On one hand, she craved her purple to return, but on the other...she remembered the screams that ripped your throat each time the lights went off, the way you cast your eyes downward whenever going past a cemetery, the way you tossed and turned each night, unable to get some peace and quiet in your mind.

For others it wouldn't have been this hard to choose. But for her it was a matter of choosing between two of the most important things in her life: witchcraft, and you.

Witchcraft was her soul, body, mind. It was the thing which coursed through her veins, the thing that made her feel like a goddess, the thing which made her a witch.

But you were the very blood in her veins that the witchcraft was a part of, you were the one who held her so nice and kissed her so sweet. You were the very thing that made her heart beat, the only thing which kept her from spiralling into madness.

"Why is it so hard for you to choose?" You asked, quietly. "Do I...Do I not matter to you so much that you have to wait to choose?"

You stepped closer, eyes blazing. "I always have chosen you. But you? You speak only for yourself, you do everything so it benefits you, never me. Think, how would this affect me? Or do you even care that I, when I had powers, endured much more than you could ever do in your lifetime in a single day? No!"

Her heart broke, the scales tipped. She knew what she wanted--to make you happy. Power-hungry and vengeful as she was, if there was one thing Agatha Harkness couldn't do, it was let you slip down her priority list.

She paused and spoke in a voice so quiet, you barely heard her. "You don't need to come to the road," she whispered. "I don't want you going through that again,"

You felt your heart get lighter. She cared for you, always. You came first.

In an instant, you had pulled the older woman in for a hug, smiling. "Thank you," you said, kissing her cheek. "Thank you for understanding,"

She held your face in her hands, taking a good long look at you. Oh, your eyes were so beautiful. Beautiful like the dawn, like the ocean when the light is just right, like the smell of petrichor, like the moon and the planets. You were so beautiful.

"I'm sorry," she whispered. "You don't have to come, I promise,"

You smiled, looking up at her. Where her face was all angles and sharpness, her heart beat in one rhythm. For you.

"I love you, Agatha," you smiled, hugging her close.

"And I, you," she whispered, running a hand through your soft hair as she hugged back.

She was going to go on this journey, and it would be easier now that she knew you had her back.

And that's all that mattered.

Hi hi, bao buns! First imagne is okay, but I'm happy to take requests! Love you all!

[werewolfsonpage211]

short king tier list - critical role edition

inspired by the Smosh rating short kings video watch it on youtube

requirements: being short in general and/or for their d&d race, masc identity, CR main campaign PCs + NPCs I could think of

considered factors: shortness, action for the cause, representation

Motivations:

S

Scanlan: Done the most for the cause by never letting his height stop him from being a big personality. Speaks up against people disrespecting him and his personal space bc he’s small. I will forgive the meat man being tall because it was a secret identity made to throw off suspicion, and because of his overall positive footprint. Chose to not make his gnome body proportionate to his horse body as a centaur (weird but honourable).

A

Orym: Expertly using his height to his advantage in combat, jumping blocking and pushing people twice his height around like chess pieces, however just a little bit too happy about being enlarged that one time.

B

Vax: Short king tall queen couple rep. Also using lithe form to his advantage as a rogue. FCG: Short automaton rep. Could have prioritised body mods that gave him more height but didn’t. Luc: Smallest reoccurring character on cr yet (as a child). Also using his size as advantage as a rogue. Really cool guy. Groon: Short brickhouse rep. Fucked up Grog real good. General badass.

C

Dariax, Yeza, Assum, Wilhand, Kerrek, Sprigg, Wensforth, Aggy: Tbh these are all good guys who haven’t really done anything in particular for the cause but also have not harmed it. Overall good rep, could join the barricades tho.

D

Chetney: His stance that “the alpha comes from within” is positive for the cause as it removes focus from external appearance, but his association with the “alpha” ideology is still questionable. Taller in werewolf form?

Thorbir: It’s not that he’s actively harming the cause, I just don’t think he’s very good rep either:/ like what are you so grumpy about all the time? Plus for being loving father tho.

Spurt: Perpetuating stereotype that small characters are mindless hive creatures, dies splatted by a giant, bad rep.

Larkin: No-show.

E

Essek: Even if it’s unintentional, he is actively harming the cause by constantly floating. Come down here bud the weather is fine.

The three kobolds known as madam musk: I respect the hustle, but it needs to be addressed that they’re constantly hiding their true height. Short people can be scary too. Also I don’t know their genders so unclear if they have the potential to be short kings at all.

Otis: Pros: short evil rep. Evil people can be short too! Cons: being evil:/

Zorth: Short disabled rep. Bad boss tho.

F

Fjord: Actively and intentionally harming the cause. I know he’s had a character arc and all but he must answer for his sins.

[94variant]

Los hermanos Maslany.

Son niños como los que viven en Herkleton Mills, pero a diferencia de la familia de Xavier, la familia Maslany posee una enorme fortuna gracias a la corporación dirigida por Hugo y Cecilia Maslany. Uno de los rasgos más característicos de este quinteto radica en que tres de ellos, incluyendo a Eliezer y al mismo Hugo, tienen cejas y pelo rosado natural (a diferencia de Eliza, líder de los Infusionistas), así como también ojos magenta.

Cada uno posee las mismas habilidades y roleplay que Xavier, Maya y los campeones, pero al ser hermanos poseen la ventaja tanto unidos como por separado.

Trivias:

1.-Tanto Warren como Miguel usan sandalias como calzado favorito. Esta característica es compartida con Eliezer y algunos de los 19 portadores.

2.-Al igual que Toman, Miguel puede declarar "Todos bajo el agua". Éste es un juego mucho más caótico que el de Toman, el cual sólo Miguel y algunos niños son capaces de soportar. Aunque Miguel sólo lo hace cuando se enoja.

3.-Eliza le tiene celos a Warren por su cabello rosado natural. Aún así, Eliza le tiene respeto a Warren por ser igual de adinerado que ella.

4.-Warren tiene un cuerpo muy flexible y puede contorsionarse tanto como quiera sin sentir dolor alguno, al punto de poner sus piernas detrás de su cabeza, o bien tocar su cabeza con sus pies descalzos.

5.-Los nombres de tres de los hermanos de Warren están basados en tres de los siete arcángeles: Rafael, Miguel y Gabriel. Lo cual enfatiza lo fuertes que ellos son comparados con Jackie, Aggie y Maya.

(Párrafo en inglés)

The Maslany siblings

They are kids like those who live in Herkleton Mills, but unlike Xavier's family, the Maslany family possesses an enormous fortune thanks to the corporation run by Hugo and Cecilia Maslany. One of the most characteristic traits from this quintet is that three of them, including Eliezer and Hugo himself, have natural pink eyebrows and hair (unlike Eliza, leader of the Tea Timers), as well as magenta eyes.

Each of them has the same abilities and roleplay as Xavier, Maya and the champions (though enhanced on them), but being siblings they have the advantage both together and separately.

Trivias:

1.-Both Warren and Miguel wear sandals as their favorite footwear. This feature is shared with Eliezer and some of the 19 bearers.

2.-Like Toman, Miguel can declare "Everyone is underwater". This is a much more chaotic game than Toman's, which only Miguel and a few kids are able to endure. Though Miguel only does it when he gets mad.

3.-Eliza is jealous of Warren because of his natural pink hair. Still, Eliza has respect for Warren for being just as wealthy as her.

4.-Warren has a very flexible body and can contort as much as he wants without feeling any pain, to the point of putting his legs behind his head, or touching his head with his bare feet.

5.-The names from three of Warren's siblings are based on three of the seven archangels: Raphael, Michael and Gabriel. Which emphasizes how powerful they are compared with Aggie, Jackie and Maya.

[utilitycaster]

Level-Up Post: Mighty Nein: Echoes of the Solstice addendum

This is going to be short and sweet (ish) and covering deviations or clarifications to the pre-show post.

Everyone (except Luc) (and Aggy): level 20!

Fjord: I stand by my opinion that Open Sea Paladin 7's Aura of Liberation is superior to Hexblade 14's Master of Hexes, but both are very solid and the important thing is that Aura of Protection from paladin 6. We don't know his invocation but we do know his L13 Warlock Mystic Arcanum, Crown of Stars, or, more accurately to how he flavored it,

Beau: She DID take the mobile feat, and I'm so happy. 70 ft/round base walking speed. Monks, y'all.

Caleb: has the Wish spell; is using it solely, currently, to replicate lower spells, which is iconic of him. Responsible casting at its finest. One of his at-will 1st level spells is Fortune's Favor, but I don't think we got any of the others, and I believe his feat is also unknown.

Veth: We do not know; truly hilarious of Sam to do this. Don't worry; I'll talk about Luc in a second.

Jester: Her feat is Flash Recall, which is in the TCSR and allows you to replace a prepared spell with another spell of the same level without a long rest. Very good for Jester, whose spell prep is iconic in its eclecticism (complimentary).

Caduceus: much like his careful evasion of any questions from others asking how he was doing during the campaign (also complimentary), his feats - level 19 and level 16 remain a mystery (though we know his INT increased with his level 16 feat). In short:

Yasha: Took barbarian levels and has the CON and STR to prove it; also took Great Weapon Master, which is a solid option.

Our guests:

Rab "Aggy" Agg: Level 5 monk; no subclass we die like Bertrand Bell.

Luc Brenatto: I don't know how by how much the potion increased his level; at least to level 7 rogue (Evasion) from his base Arcane Trickster Rogue 5/War Mage Wizard 3. For a quick refresh on Arcane Trickster and rogue low levels, Luc has expertise, sneak attack, and uncanny dodge as well as the special arcane trickster mage hand abilities. He has 3 cantrips and 4 spells known from his rogue subclass. Meanwhile, as a wizard he has arcane recovery (not used; a long rest but no short ones), can prepare 6 spells from his spellbook, and he is treated as a 4th level spellcaster (1/3rd his rogue level rounded down plus his wizard level), so he can cast up to 2nd level spells. War mage is, on its own, notably a kind of shitty wizard subclass, but it's actually hilarious and pretty great as a multiclass option here. Luc used Arcane Deflection, which lets him use his reaction to grant either an AC bonus or a saving throw bonus, although when used you cannot cast spells other than cantrips until your next turn. This sucks if you are a wizard, but Luc is a rogue with an Aeorian security cannon, so it's fine. He also gets a +3 (INT mod) to his initiative.

[wickedsrest-rp]

Maxine "Max" Diaz She / her

"Don’t worry! I’ll make it painless… for me."

SPECIES: Vampire OCCUPATION: Writer AGE: 103 Years Old (Looks to be about 37) PLAYED BY: Sunny FC: Aubrey Plaza

BIOGRAPHY:

TW: Infidelity

Coming from Puerto Rico to New York in 1917 after the passing of the Jones-Shaforth Act, Salvador Diaz signed a contract with the military determined to make a better life for himself. But fate had other plans when a young Irish woman, Aggie O’Brien, caught his eye and the two fell deeply in love. Four years later, in 1921, Maxine Isabel Diaz was born to two people who loved her dearly and tried to give her the sun, the moon, and the stars, despite how impoverished they were. But no matter how hard they tried, it had never seemed to be enough for Maxine – a little girl with big dreams, but a personality that contrasted everything Salvador and Aggie believed in.

There was never a dull moment with Maxine, but with a growing pressure of financial insecurity as the state of the country was gradually falling towards a depression was only further exacerbated by bigger problems closer to home. All experiences that were further shaping a little girl who was starting to exhibit odd behaviors such as a lack of eye contact and constantly defying the rules at school set by her teachers. But disciplining her was just as hard considering Maxine knew the right combination of charm and words that her superiors wanted to hear, even after she had been caught bullying other children. And when the pressures of trying to handle their daughter, on top of the now failing economy and the even bigger risk of losing their home, they reluctantly gave into her, allowing Maxine to continue to grow into someone who denied all sense of morals and right and wrong by the time she was an adult.

But her goals of living a big life, something she felt her father never truly found for himself, was what she was determined to do. And at eighteen, despite all the hardships her and her family faced, Max was out of the house and living on her own doing whatever it took to get there. A life of partying and immoral behavior with both men and women had led her down a path of barely getting by, but in her mind she was thriving. Working any job she could get, sleeping on any couch she could find; there was a goal. A rather messy goal, but with a lack of fear and the fates giving her a natural skill of charm and deception, Maxine was inching ever so closer to the tip top – or so she thought.

By the time she had met him, she was nearly at her wits end and the country was deep into battle for the second World War. The pool of friends and acquaintances had dried up, and she was desperate for any kind of connection she could get. With the regret of not being further along in her goal of being someone the world would remember, Maxine dove head first into a relationship with a wealthy politician who knew nothing about her past. Pleasing him in all the right ways and saying what he wanted to hear, she conned him into marrying her, but what she didn’t know was that he was expecting her to produce a family for him, and when she didn’t, things turned ugly. So in order to gain back some of her freedom and still reap the benefits of her husband’s money, she made a deal.

He had gotten what he wanted, two children to carry on his legacy, while she gained the freedom to do whatever she wanted as long as she played the part of loving wife when he needed her too. The children, unfortunately, found more solace in their nanny than their own mother. But Maxine was moving forward once again and by her mid-thirties, she felt fame at her fingertips. The “Doting Mother and Wife” role had proved to be more successful than she had thought as long as it stayed just that…a role. But it didn’t come without its costs and being married to a politician during a turbulent political environment with events like a potential rise in communism had put Maxine in a precarious position, and one that unexpectedly ended in tragedy.

With a targeted attack on her husband, Maxine had been caught in the crossfire. Perhaps a fitting end for such a vile woman, but the deal she had made with her husband had also allowed her the freedom to see other people, including his secretary; a woman entranced by Maxine’s lack of empathy and remorse and just the right undead who had given a parasitic human a second chance at an undead life.

To say that Maxine had promised not to take advantage of her second chance would be a complete and utter lie. The newfound high that vampirism had given her had been the thing she had been searching for all of her life, and she wasn’t going to waste it. Shallower than the grave she should have been thrown in, Max found an insatiable love for killing and the power that it gave her. And she spent decades showing the world just who she was, getting more and more creative with every snatched human. But the arrogance and nearly a century of playing cat and mouse with human lives was bound to have its slip-ups and when it did, Max knew that if she wanted to ride out the high she had been chasing for so many years when she was still alive, she would have to lay low and what better place than in a backwoods nowhere town thriving with rumors of people like herself and other playthings that go bump in the night.

PERSONALITY:

Sadistic · Creative �� Manipulative · Parasitic · Charming · Focused · Fearless · Confident · Promiscuous · Aggressive

OTHER INFO:

Max has a Doberman named Norman, after Norman Bates from Psycho. He’s the only thing she truly cares about in this world, besides herself.

She has travelled all over the world for the sights and for the kills. Her favorite place, so far, has been Italy.

Max sees living in Wicked’s Rest as a challenge. It was a random pick on a random map because she needed a place to lay low, but staying under the radar has felt nearly impossible, and she’s struggling.

While Maxine never quite felt emotions the same way as everyone else, she did regularly check in on her parents, especially after marrying into wealth, but it was always done discreetly never wanting to risk what she had worked so hard for.

Like her parents, after her death, Max did keep up with her children from afar, ironically hoping they didn’t follow in her footsteps. She still checks on them regularly, even though they believe she didn’t survive the attack on their father.

Max has a Spotify playlist entitled “Killer Songs”, and she plays it whenever she’s doing just that. Killing. The one that really puts a pep in her step is “I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE” by Måneskin.

Maxine isn’t hurting in the wealth department from being alive over a century, but she does further supplement her income by writing Dark Romance novels under the pen name Mercy Romero. She’s even famous on BookTok.

Max is surprisingly a good cook, but most people don’t find that out until it’s too late.

[nerdlvr]

aggy gracias x tus creaciones con ellas practico leer en inglés ABSBDBDB 😭

AHAHAAHH gracias!!! aprender leer en ingles pero es puro smut HAHA 😭

[soup-for-ghosts]

ot2 au where everything is okay.

harvey never betrayed osvald. instead, he helps osvald in his studies, and through various (ETHICAL) experiments, osvald discovers that the Seventh Source is Love and harvey is one of the first ones to congratulate him on figuring it out.

trousseau doesn't go insane and kill healeaks with poison. he continues to heal with eir's apothecaries and manages to save more than a few lives. castti is still Tired but she doesn't have to deal with All of That

speaking of All Of That, claude is an okay person! he isn't obssessed with All Of That and helps sebastian and marietta pay for thronè as she grows up! he also helps them pay for their child that they had!

ochette chose both akalā and mahina that day and befriended both of them. they argue like siblings but they love each other. the scarlet moon still happens and there are still freaky ass shadows but at least there's no terrifying mutation of what could have been your friend!

roque doesn't trick partitio and papp and is very Up-Front about his plans. he even tells them about the Steam Engine business and him and papp establish a new business investing in it. ori also gets therapy courtesy of papp and she doesn't want to end the world anymore.

agnea's story doesn't change much. the only change is that dolcinaea takes a very long vacation to conning creek after aggie's chapter 5 because that woman deserves it.

kaldena and cubaryi are okay! they aren't super fucking evil and actually offer to help temenos in his duties because they know it can get kinda overwhelming! they help him weasel out the corruption in the church! they offer to help him find roi! who is alive and well in tropu'hopu, but still thought to be missing. he destroyed the Darkblood Bow and settled down in toto'haha because he was exhausted and just wanted a nice quiet life away from the stressors of religion for a while. crick also lives in this au!! because kaldena didn't fucking kill him!!!

hikari's family doesn't fucking suck and he tells his friends about the Curse. they all help him through it whenever it shows up, and eventually he has the Shadow Battle. this time he gets extra encouragement from his Actually Good Family Members jigo, mugen and kura. kira and jin mei live in this au. because i said so.

this sounds so nice but reading it also has such an element of dread to it cause I know what actually happened and everything is very much not ok

but honestly yes please, these people deserve happiness

[sincericida]

ANDREW GARFIELD with fans at the Superhero Comic Con San Antonio - day two

"Andrew Garfield asked me how was I doing, and then I forgot how I was doing. Peep the Aggie ring made an appearance" (aserna261 tt)

That would be very me 🤭

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[analysingyouthmedia]

ADAM WALLACE WORKSHOP

For my fourth and final activity I attended Adam Wallace ‘Create and Cartoon’. This workshop was recently run out of my very own library, and  I couldn’t pass up an opportunity to use this in an assessment, and join in the fun. Known for his strangely popular children’s books such as ‘Fartboy’, Wallace ran a  chaotic little workshop amidst the wider chaos of the KING CON convention at Kingston libraries. I even asked several kids as they where leaving what they thought of the event, to which I received naught but glowing words.

I wasn’t sure what to expect, really. Being a cartoonist and being a presenter are two wildly different skill sets, yet Wallace’s approach was still phenomenal. He combined his practical knowledge of drawing, and his excellent speaking voice and cringe worthy sense of humor to really connect with the kids. He had them drawing within the first five minutes including the few adults present as well, shouting out ideas, mixing animals with kitchen utensils, turning bananas into supervillains, and generally having a blast of a time whilst presenting.

One of the most intriguing things I observed was how Wallace made every child feel seen. He would take note of individual difficulties. Such as “I can’t get the eyes right”, or “how do you draw legs so they don’t look weird” , he jumped on each question to teach a new “trick” or drawing method for everyone’s benefit.  This style of engaging with kids is one I envy, especially with how seamlessly he integrated it into his workshop.

As the afternoon drew (pun intended) to a close. Wallace started taking Q&A’s so I stopped to ask him about where his books fit into the general landscape of childrens cartoons. Which brings us to our related topic of the children’s book awards, I did make the time to ask him at the end about several topics I knew I might need for assessment, I couldn’t decide between asking about Diversity or the Australian book awards. CBCA. But found his responses on the landscape of Australian children’s literature so engaging that I made it the topic of our discussion.

‘Aggie Fleas’ series entry is the closest in style though still quite distinct and the one he was acquainted with. Which was on the young readers shortlist for 2025. He commented that the collection for this year so far as he knew where good. Which I’m happy to say I concur with. Ultimately his workshop was an interesting and informative example of children’s engagement which has helped with my understanding of children’s literature as well as engaging in teaching.

References: Children’s Book Council of Australia (CBCA). (2025a). 2025 Book of the year awards – notables. https://cbca.org.au/2025-notables/

Children’s Book Council of Australia (CBCA). (2025d). Children’s Book Week. https://cbca.org.au/childrens-book-week/

Kingston Libraries. (2025, May 24). King Con 2025 event program. https://e.issuu.com/embed.html?d=kingston_libraries_king_con_event_program_2025&u=kingstonaustralia

[libroresumen]

El curioso mundo de Calpurnia Tate de Jacqueline Kelly

˗ˏˋ El curioso mundo de Calpurnia Tate ˎˊ˗

¿Alguna vez has sentido que naciste en el momento equivocado? En el Texas de 1900, una joven de 13 años con pasión por la ciencia se enfrenta a una sociedad que solo espera que aprenda a coser y cocinar. "El curioso mundo de Calpurnia Tate" de Jacqueline Kelly es una ventana a esa lucha que, tristemente, sigue resonando hoy.

⋆ título: El curioso mundo de Calpurnia Tate ⋆ autora: Jacqueline Kelly ⋆ género: Novela histórica con elementos feministas ⋆ ambiente: inspirador, cálido, desafiante ⋆ perfecto para: mentes curiosas que cuestionan las limitaciones impuestas

Esta continuación nos lleva de nuevo junto a Calpurnia mientras prosigue sus estudios científicos con su excéntrico abuelo Walter. En este Texas sofocante, realiza observaciones cada vez más complejas, experimentos y disecciones que avivan su pasión por el conocimiento, mientras la sociedad espera que se conforme con un destino predeterminado.

Todo cambia cuando un devastador huracán azota Galveston, trayendo a su vida dos nuevos personajes fundamentales: su prima Aggie y el doctor Pritzker, un veterinario refugiado. Este último despierta en Calpurnia una vocación que nunca había contemplado, pero cuando expresa su deseo de ser veterinaria, la respuesta es demoledora: "¿Para qué habrías de ir a la universidad? Tú solo eres una chica. Apenas cuentas."

Kelly crea una estructura narrativa única donde cada capítulo comienza con un fragmento de "El viaje del Beagle" de Darwin, estableciendo un paralelismo fascinante entre la evolución científica y la evolución personal. Su prosa equilibra el rigor histórico con la calidez de una protagonista entrañable que nos hace cuestionar cuánto han cambiado realmente las cosas.

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ::･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

↳ Un hermano menor que adopta toda clase de animales salvajes que Calpurnia debe ayudar a cuidar ↳ La relación mentor-aprendiz entre Calpurnia y su abuelo que trasciende las barreras generacionales ↳ El huracán de Galveston como evento histórico que cataliza cambios fundamentales en la trama ↳ La tensión entre el potencial individual y las limitaciones sociales como núcleo emocional

★★★★★

La protagonista es brillantemente compleja: no una heroína perfecta ni una víctima, sino una joven real luchando por definir su propio camino.

Combina con maestría el rigor científico y la calidez narrativa sin caer en simplificaciones.

Algunas personas podrían encontrar que el ritmo es algo pausado, aunque esto permite una inmersión más profunda en la época.

Ideal para lectores que disfrutan de Ana de las Tejas Verdes, Mujercitas, o cualquiera que aprecie protagonistas femeninas que desafían convenciones sociales desde una perspectiva histórica.

¿Cuántas Calpurnias hemos perdido a lo largo de la historia? ¿Cuántas mentes brillantes no pudieron desarrollar todo su potencial debido a limitaciones impuestas por la sociedad?

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The Breakup

When Madora breaks up with her toxic ex Agatha, after she destroys boundaries, Wanda is right there to take care of her Maddie.

Warnings: non con in the beginning, toxic Agatha (love Agatha but I needed an ex), probably left some out… its dark…

Introducing OC! Madora Wicker is 20, in college, part time avenger, works mainly with technology. Power set: Mind reading/control, telekinesis, electricity.

Purple light glows around Madora as she wakes up. Lewd, wet noises come from below her. In a hoarse voice, Madora screams as a wave of pleasure washes over her. Agatha doesn’t slow her fingers.

“Aggie! I-I told you that I had the flu! Stop! Fuck! Please!” Madora moans, thrashing around purple restraints. Her skin burned from fever and arousal. Agatha laughed darkly.

“But you’re taking it so well, baby. And… mmm.. you just taste so good,” Agatha responded. A suck on Madora’s clit left her gasping.

“I mean it. I have to go to work in the morning and I’m already going to look like-shit!” Madora says while tears run down her face. Agatha only laughed again.

Once she came again, and it was clear that Agatha wasn’t listening, Madora zapped her with lightning. Hard.

“You fucking bitch!” Agatha yelled. She stood. The magical restraints holding Madora down fell away. Her hands reached for Madora’s throat, looking to put her in her place.

“Get away from me!” Madora raised her hands in defense. A groan left Agatha’s lips as she slammed into the far wall.

“You dare raise a hand against me?” Agatha’s shriek echoed. Her hands glowed purple.

“We are done! You can’t even keep your hands off me when I’m sick!” A blast of lightning collided with Agatha’s stomach and she collapsed to the ground.

Madora took the time she had from Agatha being unconscious to dress herself in a simple pair of jeans and a black sweater and pack a small bag with cash, her phone and charger, and makeup for work. She had spare clothes at the compound.

Madora ran out the door. She could hear Agatha stirring behind her, but Madora knew that she wouldn’t immediately come after her. No, Agatha would calculate and plan exactly how to retrap Madora. Nothing was too far for the witch.

It was 5 in the morning. Madora supposed she could walk the 2 miles to the compound. Maybe she could say she wanted some early morning training?

The cold morning air made her cough and sneeze as she walked, and breathing became difficult. Her fevered skin burned. Her throat screamed. Madora felt herself wobbling before she fell to her knees. She shook, crying. Her golden blond hair, snarled and messy, had escaped her bun and lay around her shoulders.

How could Agatha do this? Madora supposed that the witch’s terrifying, cold exterior wasn’t a front after all. She was a manipulative, horrible woman. But then why was Madora crying so hard? How could she love Agatha still?

A sleek, black car pulled beside her. Madora sprang to her feet, frantically wiping her face. A meticulous woman with red hair and a soft smile stepped out of the vehicle. Her pressed pantsuit was tailored and rings covered her fingers.

“Good morning, Wanda.” Madora tried to smile. Wanda Maximoff’s eyes told her she wasn’t fooling anyone.

“Are you alright, darling? It’s so early, and so cold. Where are you going?” Wanda wrapped Madora in a careful hug. Madora started crying again.

“Was it Agatha?” Madora nodded. Wanda tightened her hug. “You’re safe now. Get in the car, I’m taking you to the compound.”

Ony part one. Part two soon!!

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Craig después del Arroyo: La leyenda de los Maslany.

Cap./Ep. 01: "Quesito y Macaroni"

Flashback: Craig y Xavier están debajo del puente, en medio de su tira y encoge por la chaqueta. Justo cuando Craig logra quitar la bandera de la chaqueta...

<Craig> (en off): Creíamos que, al ganar la guerra de Captura la Bandera y hallar el Corazón del Bosque, todo se resolvería. Pero...sin querer, dejamos algo atrás...😅

En algún lugar de Herkleton Mills, cinco hermanos y sus amigos están en el sótano de su casa, viendo los vídeos recolectados por los drones libélula de su propiedad. Eran los videos de la guerra de Captura la Bandera que Craig había ganado. Cada escena significaba un minuto de molestia y enfado para ellos.

—Maya...—dijo Vendaval seriamente.

...descubrimos que nuestra pelea para proteger el arroyo, en cierta forma llamó la atención de una nueva tribu de niños.

—¿Conque esto fue...lo que el Rey Xavier causó?—inquirió Llamarada con seriedad—¡Definitivamente ha roto el equilibrio!

Teniente Bornstein miraba furioso cómo los niños bajo las órdenes del Rey Xavier congelaban a los paintbaleros de Benny; el enojado paintbalero quería destruir a esos niños tras ver cómo paintbaleros como él eran derrotados sin compasión.

(Flashback) <Xavier>: Podría haberme metido con tu boletín de calificaciones como lo hice con tu amiga Kit.

Mientras miraba desde la pantalla cómo Aggie congelaba a Salvajessa, un enojado Elemental de Tierra estaba frustrado por no poder ayudar allí.

—¡Cómo habría deseado estar ahí! ¡Esos campeones no habrían tenido oportunidad contra mí!—rugió enojado Temblor, asustando a su compañero a su lado.

—Calma hermano, te entiendo—dijo Aguacero calmando a su compañero, para luego cambiar su semblante—.Pido al sordomudo del brazo fuerte. Pagará muy caro su crueldad.😠

<Craig> (en off): Pero a lo largo del camino, cada lazo y amistad que creamos, dura por siempre.

Flashbacks: Craig rompiendo la bandera, Craig ganando la primera pieza del cubo de Kenneth, Craig, Maya, Keun Sup, Jackie y Aggie en la cascada, Craig pidiendo su deseo al Corazón del Bosque, y el abrazo grupal entre Craig, Kelsey, JP, Xavier, Maya y Omar.

Pero alguien mucho más enojado, hace que todos se asusten. Era el líder del quinteto Maslany.

—Sólo quiero saber...qué castigo sería perfecto...para Xavier y sus lacayos—dijo Warren calmado, pero muy enojado—.Juro que vamos a encontrarlos a todos, mis queridos hermanos. Sin importar...en dónde estén.

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Craig conversaba con sus amigos durante una reunión especial del Concejo del Arroyo sobre lo ocurrido durante la búsqueda del Corazón del Bosque, y cómo fue encontrado. Asimismo, Craig cuenta que para que su deseo se cumpliese, tuvo que sacrificar su mapa. Tanto Jason como Salvajessa critican inicialmente esa decisión, pero entienden por qué lo hizo. Craig menciona que si bien la búsqueda del Corazón del Bosque fue complicada, al menos vivió la mejor de las aventuras jamás vista, aunque casi lo castigan por ello. Durante la noche, en algún lugar del arroyo, la sombra de un niño cabalgando un lobo se proyecta en el suelo. El lobo aúlla fuertemente, antes de desaparecer con su jinete en medio del arroyo.

A la mañana siguiente, Roger ve a alguien venir hacia él desde su puente, y se prepara. Para su sorpresa, era Larry García cabalgando sobre su lobo mascota, Macaroni. Larry pregunta de manera educada si habían otros protectores de la naturaleza como él, y Roger no responde por la impresión que recibió al ver a Larry. Al no recibir respuesta, Larry y Macaroni se van.

Por otro lado, Salvajessa ve a un animal en apuros y como siempre, va a rescatarlo. Aparece repentinamente un lobo gris con blanco del mismo tamaño que Quesito, y se detiene frente a Salvajessa. Larry baja de su lobo mascota y rescata al animal, una ardilla, la cual se hace amiga de Larry apenas lo ve. Salvajessa no puede creer lo que ve ante ella, y en medio de todo esto, Quesito aparece y se fija en Macaroni. Al ver esto, Larry encuentra lo que buscaba, y tanto él como Salvajessa se miran con curiosidad.

—Lindo atuendo. Aunque luce un poco conservador a diferencia del mío—dijo Larry al ver a Salvajessa frente a él—.Es genial encontrar otra protectora de la naturaleza en este lugar.

Mientras Quesito y Macaroni juegan tras conocerse, Larry hablaba con Salvajessa. Le cuenta que ni él ni Macaroni habían ido a otros lugares aparte del "final de la cuadra" en Herkleton Mills, hasta que el niño al que llaman "El héroe del Arroyo" liberó a los niños de Herkleton Mills.

—¿Te refieres a Craig? No tenía idea de que habían niños como tú en Herkleton Mills—le dijo Salvajessa a Larry—.Es curioso ver un lobo de ese tamaño a tu lado, y uno muy hermoso.

—Tranquila, es entrenado. Mis papás crían y entrenan lobos desde cachorros—dijo Larry sonriendo—.Digamos que poseemos una conexión especial con ellos desde tiempos antiguos. ¿Qué te parece si cabalgamos juntos hasta ciertos lugares? Es que...apenas conozco este lugar y sólo Ese Niño me dió ciertas indicaciones para ubicarme en este lugar.

—Claro, será genial—dijo Salvajessa sonriendo.

Momentos después, Salvajessa y Larry recorren el arroyo cabalgando en sus respectivos compañeros caninos, robándose algunas vistas en el proceso, deteniéndose de vez en cuando para descansar, y haciéndose amigos. Mientras tanto, Xavier recibía el correo. Al ver que una carta que había leído tenía el emblema de Padre Naturaleza, Xavier siente un enorme escalofrío en todo su cuerpo. Sabe quién le envió esa carta.

De vuelta en el lado del arroyo de Craig, tras llegar al Prado de las Chicas Ecuestres, Larry y Salvajessa se disponen a descansar, y a comer algunos bocadillos que Larry había traído con él. Larry estaba alegre por encontrar a una chica como él, aunque está consciente de que Salvajessa siente cariño por alguien más.

—Como dije antes, fue genial encontrar a una chica que compartiera mis mismas habilidades y mi amor a la naturaleza—comenzó Larry sonriendo—.En el grupo de niños en el que estoy, soy el único "hippie abraza-árboles", aunque no me molesta en lo absoluto; de hecho, es celebrado. Somos 19, y los otros no tardarán en aparecer.

—¿A qué te refieres, Larry?—preguntó Salvajessa intrigada—¿Hay otros como tú?

—Soy un portador de las 23 gemas, y mi Gema del Lobo me representa muy bien, Salvajessa—respondió Larry mostrando su gema en uno de sus colgantes—.Ese Niño, aquel al que sirvo, quiere saber si son dignos.

Salvajessa procesaba lo que escuchó. Era la primera vez que escuchaba sobre un grupo de niños distintos a los que había en ambos lados del arroyo.

—¿Dignos? ¿De qué?—le preguntó Salvajessa a Larry—.No me dirás que...

—Tranquila, Ese Niño no desea tomar ningún lado del arroyo, mucho menos perturbarles su paz y libertad—respondió Larry con serenidad—.Muy pocos saben de él, y los otros están curiosos por saber cómo es tu lado del arroyo. De hecho, Ese Niño quiere juzgar a quienes perdieron la guerra de Captura la Bandera, y ahora, tienen el poder para hacerlo.

—A ver si entendí. ¿Xavier, el antiguo Rey del Arroyo, tiene problemas con ése al que le sirves?—inquirió Salvajessa—.Dudo mucho que Xavier logre apaciguarlo a tiempo.

—En eso estamos de acuerdo—dijo Larry asintiendo.

De repente, suena el sousafón de Beth, la guardiana del tiempo. La hora de cenar había llegado, y con ella, la hora de despedirse. Por ahora. Tras despedirse de Larry y Macaroni, Salvajessa se va a casa junto con Quesito. Muchas preguntas rondaban por la mente de Salvajessa justo ahora. ¿Quiénes eran los otros portadores? Y lo más importante, ¿quién era "Ese Niño" al que Larry le tenía muchísimo respeto?

Tras llegar al puente, Larry se encuentra con un niño que usa una máscara de zorro y tenía cabello rosado. Larry hace una reverencia tras bajar de Macaroni por un rato.

—He cumplido con la misión, Padre—dijo Larry respetuosamente—.Ahora su plan puede iniciar según lo planeado.

—Excelente, me alegra oirlo—dijo el niño enmascarado—.Ahora, encontrar a Xavier será un juego de niños.

(Fin del Cap./Ep. 01)

(Parte 01 del Especial de 04 Capitulos/Episodios)

(Párrafo en inglés)

Craig after the Creek: The legend of the Maslanys.

Ch./Ep. 01: "Cheesesticks & Macaroni"

Flashback: Craig and Xavier are under the overpass, in the middle of their tug-of-war for the jacket. Just as Craig manages to remove the flag from the jacket...

<Craig> (voiceover): We thought that by winning the Capture the Flag war and finding the Heart of the Forest, everything would be solved. But...unintentionally, we left something behind...😅

Elsewhere on Herkleton Mills, five siblings and their friends are in the basement of their house, watching videos collected by the Dragonfly Drones they own. These were the video footages of the Capture the Flag war Craig had won. Each scene meant a minute of annoyance and anger for them.

"Maya…" Gale said, seriously.

...we discovered that our fight to protect the creek somehow caught the attention of a new kid tribe.

"So this is what King Xavier caused?" Flare asked, seriously. "He definitely broke the balance!"

Lt. Bornstein watched angrily as the kids under King Xavier's orders froze Benny's paintballers; the angry paintballer wanted to destroy those kids after seeing paintballers like himself mercilessly defeated.

(Flashback) <Xavier>: I could've messed with your report card like I did with your friend Kit.

As he watched from the screen as Aggie froze Wildernessa, a furious Earth Elemental was frustrated at not being able to help there.

"How I wished to be there! Those champions wouldn't have stood a chance against me!" Quake roared angrily, startling his partner next to him.

"Be cool, bro, I understand you," Downpour said, calming his companion, before changing his expression. "I want the deaf one with the strong arm. He'll pay dearly for his cruelty."😠

<Craig> (voiceover): But along the way, every bond and friendship we create, lasts forever.

Flashbacks: Craig tearing the flag, Craig winning the first piece of Kenneth's cube, Craig, Maya, Keun Sup, Jackie and Aggie at the waterfall, Craig making his wish to the Heart of the Forest, and the group hug between Craig, Kelsey, JP, Xavier, Maya and Omar.

But someone much angrier makes everyone trembles. It was the leader of the Maslany Quintet.

"I just want to know...what punishment would be perfect...for Xavier and his lackeys." Warren said calmly, but very angry. "I swear we're going to find them all, my dear brothers. No matter...where they are".

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Craig was talking with his friends during a special meeting of the Creek's Council, about what happened during the search for the Heart of the Forest and how it was found. Craig also explains that in order for his wish to come true, he had to sacrifice his map. Both Jason and Wildernessa initially criticize this decision, but understand why he did it. Craig mentions that while the search for the Heart of the Forest was complicated, at least he had the best adventure he'd ever had, even though he nearly got grounded for it. At night, somewhere in the creek, the shadow of a boy riding a wolf is cast on the ground. The wolf howls loudly before disappearing with its rider in the middle of the creek.

Next morning, Roger sees someone coming toward him from his bridge, and gets ready. To his surprise, it was Larry Garcia riding on his pet wolf, Macaroni. Larry politely asks if there were other nature protectors like him, but Roger doesn't answer due to the shock he got from seeing Larry. Upon receiving no answer, Larry and Macaroni leave.

On the other hand, Wildernessa spots an animal in distress and, as usual, goes to rescue it. A gray & white wolf, the same size as Cheesesticks, suddenly appears and stops in front of Salvajessa. Larry climbs down from his pet wolf and rescues the animal, a squirrel, which befriends Larry at first sight. Wildernessa can't believe what she sees before her, and in the midst of all this, Cheesesticks appears and notices Macaroni. Seeing this, Larry finds what he was looking for, and both he and Wildernessa look at each other with curiosity.

"Nice outfit. It looks a little conservative unlike mine, though." Larry said when he saw Salvajessa in front of him. "It's great to find another nature protector in this place".

While Cheesesticks and Macaroni were playing after meeting each other, Larry was talking to Wildernessa. He told her that neither he nor Macaroni had ever been anywhere besides the "end of the block" in Herkleton Mills, until that kid named "The Hero of the Creek" freed the kids from Herkleton Mills.

"You mean Craig? I had no idea there were kids like you at Herkleton Mills." Wildernessa told Larry. "It's curious to see a wolf that size next to you, and a beautiful one.

"Don't worry, it's trained. My parents raise and train wolves since they were puppies,” Larry said, smiling. “Let's just say we have a special connection with them since ancient times. How about we ride together to certain places? It's just...I barely know this place, and only That One Kid gave me some indications to locate myself in this place."

"Sure, that'll be great," Wildernessa said, smiling.

Moments later, Salvajessa and Larry ride along the creek on their respective canine companions, stealing some gazes in the process, stopping occasionally to rest, and becoming friends. Meanwhile, Xavier was receiving the mail. Seeing that a letter he had read had Father Nature's emblem on it, Xavier felt a huge chill run through his body. He knows who sent him that letter.

Back on Craig's side of the creek, after arriving at the Horse Girls' Meadow, Larry and Wildernessa settle down to rest and eat some snacks Larry had brought with him. Larry is happy to find a girl like him, although he is aware that Wildernessa has affection for someone else.

"As I said earlier, it was great to find a girl who has my same abilities and love of nature." Larry began, smiling. "In the group of kids I'm in, I'm the only 'tree-hugger hippie', although I don't mind it at all; in fact, it is celebrated. There are 19 of us, and it won't take long for the others to appear".

"What do you mean, Larry?" Wildernessa asked, intrigued. "Are there others like you?"

"I am a bearer of the 23 gems, and my Wolf Gemstone represents me very well, Wildernessa." Larry replied, showing his gemstone in one of his pendants. "That One Kid, the one I serve, wants to know if you are worthy.

Wildernessa was processing what she heard. It was the first time she'd heard about a group of kids different from those on either side of the creek.

"Worthy? Of what? Wildernessa asked Larry. "You're not telling me that..."

"Relax, That One Kid doesn't want to take over either side of the creek, much less disturb your peace and freedom," Larry replied calmly. "Very few people know about him, and the others are curious to know what your side of the creek is like. In fact, That One Kid wants to judge those who lost the Capture the Flag war, and now he has the power to do it."

"So let me get this straight. Xavier, the former King of the Creek, is in trouble with the one you serve?" Wildernessa asked. "I highly doubt Xavier would be able to appease him in time."

"We agree on that," Larry said, nodding.

Suddenly, Beth the timekeeper, plays her sousaphone. Dinner time had come, and with it, the time to say goodbye. For now. After saying goodbye to Larry and Macaroni, Wildernessa goes home with Cheesesticks. Many questions were running through Wildernessa's mind right now. Who were the other bearers? And most importantly, who was "That One Kid" that Larry had such great respect for?

After arriving at the overpass, Larry encounters a boy wearing a fox mask and having pink hair. Larry bows after getting off Macaroni for a while.

"I've accomplished the mission, Father," Larry said, respectfully. "Now your plan can proceed as intended."

"Excellent, I'm glad to hear that." the masked boy said. "Now, finding Xavier will be a child's play."

(End of Chapter/Ep. 01)

(Part 01 of the 04 Chapter/Episode Special)