#Edmond Privat

[ne-krokodilanta-larmaro]

Kompreneble, Esperanto kaj la angla nuntempe ne ĝuas tre amikan rilaton, sed iam tiu lingvo estis fonto de inspiro por la juna Zamenhof:

"Germanan kaj francan lingvojn mi ellernadis en la infaneco, kiam oni ne povas ankoraŭ kompari kaj fari konkludojn; sed kiam, estante en la 5a klaso de la gimnazio, mi komencis ellerni la lingvon anglan, la simpleco de la angla gramatiko ĵetiĝis en miajn okulojn, precipe dank' al la kruta transiro al ĝi de la gramatikoj latina kaj greka. Mi rimarkis tiam, ke la riĉeco de gramatikaj formoj estas nur blinda historia okazo, sed ne estas necesa por la lingvo. Sub tia influo mi komencis serĉi en la lingvo kaj forĵetadi la senbezonajn formojn, kaj mi rimarkis, ke la gramatiko ĉiam pli kaj pli degelas en miaj manoj, kaj baldaŭ mi venis al la gramatiko plej malgranda, kiu okupis sen malutilo por la lingvo ne pli ol kelkajn paĝojn. Tiam mi komencis pli serioze fordoniĝadi al mia revo." (el letero de Zamenhof, citita en Historio de la Lingvo Esperanto de Edmond Privat, unua volumo, pĝ. 24-25)

[molloytheboy]

This book is getting more and more homosexual with every page ngl

[opencommunion]

incarcerated people are shutting down Alabama prisons and asking for your solidarity

Alabama prisons are the deadliest and most crowded prisons in the US. Their violence extends to gas chamber executions and illegal organ harvesting. The Alabama Department of Corrections (ADOC) is currently facing two federal lawsuits: one for enslaving Black detainees by denying them parole and leasing out their forced labor and another for targeting strike organizers. ADOC rakes in more than $450 million annually in profits from forced labor, and that's not including the profits incarcerated people generate for private corporations such as McDonald's and Raytheon. In response to these abuses, and in particular the horrific beating of six handcuffed detainees by Lt. Edmonds at Donaldson Prison on February 22nd, the Free Alabama Movement (FAM) has organized a minimum 90-day statewide prison shutdown/work stoppage. They are calling on supporters outside the prison walls to show solidarity. If you're located in or around Alabama, show up to the protest at St. Clair Prison in Springville, AL on Saturday March 2nd. For rideshare coordination contact the Tennessee Student Solidarity Network on IG or by email: tnstudentsolidaritynetwork@gmail.com "Outside support for us starts at the prisons. That's where we need people. Come to one of the protests, show your face, and tell us that you support us. That's how we know that you support us. Outside support is the first step." - FAM

Everyone in the US, call Donaldson Prison at (205) 436-3681 and ask them to fire Lt. Edmonds for his brutal violence against incarcerated people.

[a-not-so-clean-blog]

Nu carni boys receiving head

Some are more explicit than others so ♠️

Yakumo

He is in heaven! Maybe it's his snake side saying this but your warm mouth is like Nirvana. He really goes crazy if you hold eye contact with him while your head is bobbing up and down. He doesn't care if you deepthroat or just lick it like a lollypop, anything you do is going to make him moan and his toes curl. Also his cock is long so deepthroating is going to take effort.

Edmond

You have to ambush him while he's out on patrol. Pull him into a side alley, whisper something dirty in his ear, and get on your knees. His uniform is so tight that he'll have to let you take care of his boner before he can go back on patrol or else everyone will see what a pervert the captain is. He has to bite his knuckle just to stop himself from moaning and drawing unwanted attention. He will scold you after but that blush on his cheeks says he loved it.

Olivine

Suck the soul out of him, nibble on his tip, squeeze his balls a little. Soon you'll have his eyes rolling back in his head in bliss. It feels a little scandalous with you kneeling before him, almost like worship. It's nearly blasphemous, but he'd be lying if he said it wasn't a huge turn on.

Quincy

He likes getting to sit back and relax while you suck him off. If you catch him while he's still half asleep then he feels so much more sensitive. That's when you can get some truly delicious sounds from him. He likes when you indulge his lazy side and take control for a little bit.

Kuya

It's one of his favorite pastimes. Seriously he loves when you're on your knees for him, being all submissive and cute. He likes tangling his fingers in your hair and controlling the pace. He'll push your limits to see just how deep you can take him. All the while he's telling you (In a sultry voice) how dirty or submissive you look, and how well you take directions to please him.

Blade

You will have him short circuiting if you kiss the tip while you're going down on him. You're so cute and it makes him feel loved. Honestly he cares less about the physical stimulation than the emotional stimulation. Look up at him and tell him how good he tastes or how much you want him ect. And he'll be in heaven. He gets off so much when he thinks you're enjoying yourself too.

Garu

He gets very vocal. Like EXTREMELY vocal. Less words but a lot of little sounds. He is going to death grip whatever is nearby when he gets close to cumming. He doesn't want you to stop so he tries to hold back for as long as possible. He will be so overwhelmed with pleasure and happiness if you drink his cum. He will be so overcome with emotions that he will kiss you immediately after.

Karu

You are going to give him a power trip he is not ready for. Actually a major turn on and he will cum really quickly because of it. He likes to run his fingers through your hair as you go down on him. Actually he enjoys it better if it's mostly a hand job with lots of kissing. He wants to hear you tell him how good he tastes, how much you like it, ect. He wants you to be vocal and it's hard to do that with a dick in your mouth.

Dante

He has to try so hard to keep a neutral face, but internally he is about to explode. He's a very private person, especially when it comes to his intimate life, but his favorite place to do this is his throne. Him sitting high and mighty on his throne with you on your knees nestled between his legs. It's the ultimate power trip. Someone could also walk in at any moment because his throne room isn't exactly a private place, but that only gets his blood pumping faster.

Rei

Blowjob under the desk while he's working on his research. He won't say it out loud but he enjoys the challenge of studying and trying not to cum at the same time. Can you cockwarm with your mouth? Well you're both about to find out.

Eiden

He's all giddy and cute when you ask to suck him off. Boy literally has stars in his eyes. He'll set up pillows and stuff so you are both as comfortable as possible. Short bursts at first, giving you plenty of room to breathe. He can get rougher if you ask nicely. One of his favorite positions is having you on your back on the bed and fucking your mouth with your head hanging off the edge. Going in so much deeper than you can on your own. This is why he lets you breathe early on, so he can see just how much you can handle before you choke, so he knows when to ease up.

Aster

This is exactly the authority trip he loves. He's not that big so being able to actually look down at you, huge turn on. You wanting and eager for him also makes him really happy but he won't say that out loud. He will tell you exactly how you are making him feel physically though and will praise you more than usual if you do something he likes.

Morvay

Did somebody say 69! No? Well now you have a pouty incubus. He will still let you suck him off but he prefers when he can do it to you as well. If you make it more of a kinky thing then he'll be happy again. Like if you tie his wrists to a chair so he can't touch you. It drives him mad, but really turns him on when you take control. (He will probably use his tail or something to grind your crotch if you bind his arms)

[eggyboyoart]

NU: carnival harem and if they would/would not fuck their clone

[RATED +18]

EIDEN;

yes. he is unbelievably pro clone-fucking. he canonically fucks his clone (SSR Salacious King). While I haven't got Salacious King and idk what the intimacy rooms are; I know for a fact that Eiden (both of them) are having the time of their kinky little lives.

I imagine that they’re both teasing and confident, manoeuvring around each other with expert ease. Since eiden himself is incredibly versatile already, its not hard for them to fall into a sexy rhythm...

Eiden is also pro clansmembers-fucking-his-own-clone-in-front-of-him and pro clones-fucking-the-clansmembers (my boy is versatile).

ASTER;

Aster is pro clone-fucking in the way that both him and his clone are ganging up on Eiden or Morvay. Imagine with me; one Aster behind Eiden, nibbling on his neck and the other in the front - torturing him with some toys. Thats Aster, baby.

They end up with their focus split, torn between watching their partner fall apart beneath them and sneaking glances toward his clone while hes not looking – secretly checking himself out.

Eiden ends up covered in bites and passed out from exhaustion at the end :))

MORVAY;

YES YES YES YES YES YES

THEY GET SO FREAKY. mmm incubus x incubus.. it starts off a little hesitant, with both of them wondering if they could feed off each other’s ‘essence’ and soon after - like Aster, they both ALSO end up ganging up on Eiden – damn near fist-fighting each other to get to Eiden’s ‘prize jewels’.

Eiden ends up ABSOLUTELY exhausted at the end. Its like that meme with the shriveled up man next to other person sleeping.

this isn't the exact meme, but its the same vibe.

YAKUMO;

ohh.. sweet baby yakumo..

hes so hesitant, he most likely got the idea from Eiden asking both Yakumos to double-team him. Yakumo usually struggles with 'possessive' snake instincts and weirdly enough, its the same with his own clone (despite the fact they're the same person lol).

however.. a little after Yakumo x Eiden x Yakumo's Clone.. both yakumos sneak off into the night for some 'private exploration'.. neither of them speak of it out of pure embarrassment, but the suspiciously snake-shaped bite marks on each other’s neck do not go unnoticed..

EDMOND;

hes offended that you would even suggest such a thing. he is a righteous man of noble intentions, he would never even think of such perverted acts- get your mind out of the gutter, you scoundrel-!

while edmond doesn't necessarily feel attracted to himself sexually, neither of the vice-captains can resist sneaking a little peak around the back.. but overall, nothing beyond some subtle glances.

eiden tries to convince them both for some 'regulation' but he doesn't get very far when two blushing swordsmen put their blades up to his throat.. (better luck next time, big man)

OLIVINE;

... :3

this busty priest has probably never really thought about his own attractiveness too much but... is his chest really that voluptuous?

honestly? olivine is probably the one to bring this up to eiden. both priests approach the grand sorcerer quietly in the evening, mumbling about 'essence regulation'.. thats really just an excuse though. hes both insanely embarrassed and intensely aroused at his own sounds and squirming body ('does he really sound like that?').

eiden also has a good time when he gets to see two busty priests pressed up against each other and making out (LUCKY BITCH)

QUINCY;

ahh yes, our resident bear..

i don't believe he would be particularly interested in fucking his own clone, unfortunately. I just don’t think that he is his own type.. but, with a low mumble of 'troublesome..', he could be convinced/teased into tag-teaming eiden or a certain cheeky fox..

in this situation, i imagine one quincy leant back against the headboard, eiden/kuya on top of him and the other quincy behind eiden/kuya with double penetration orr.. both quincys spitroasting eiden/kuya :))

either way, the clones are less focused on each other and more focused on their partner.

KUYA;

soo, the myth, the man, the legend - our local mischievous fox yokai..

i believe this would start off relatively simply, with both kuyas ganging up/sexually torturing eiden in possessive competition. similarly to yakumo, his jealous instincts are not curbed when faced with his own clone and they both spend the whole time exchanging quips and witty remarks while just plowing eiden.

but after.. i believe both kuyas sneak off to 'hate-fuck' essentially. its bitter, aggressive and honestly violent with how rough they get with each other and in the end.. i don't think there is a winner here.

GARU;

okay.. desperate bottom x desperate bottom AHH-

its wild how they go at each other.. honestly, eiden probably walks in on them frotting – the room thick with the scent of sweat and slick and a sight so erotic that eiden is mystically compelled to join (honestly bro? me too).

honestly, if i can get a little 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂.. its wet. they're both drooling, from their mouth and.. down there.. and honestly, eiden is too. and if both wolf yokai desperately cling to their master, whining so sweetly.. who is he to deny them?

KARU;

honestly? I do believe that within karu is a man capable of being on top. It takes a lot, some self-given pep-talk and enough teasing – I do genuinely believe karu would be able to successfully dominate someone, though in more of a ‘whimpery top’ kind of style..

that’s sort of what happens when eiden tries to get under both karu’s skin, sliding up to them with his usual audacity. Eventually, both karus come to a mutual agreement that there is strength in numbers and agree to take the grand sorcerer down.

It ends in a similar position as quincy’s – spitroasting eiden though with a lot more whimpering and drooling from all parties involved.

BLADE;

My other, beautiful pookie..

This story starts with some good old fashioned exploration. At first, its purely curiosity – poking and prodding at each other with eager fingers and excitable eyes. But once one of them press on a particularly sensitive spot, its all over for them. Once one of the e-droids gets the idea, the other is all too eager to delve right into the good stuff.

Eiden probably walks in on them right in the middle of the act – the two tangled up and sweaty, and they’re more than happy to extend a hand to their darling~

DANTE;

The identical Sun Lords are appalled at the very idea. They are not interested in each other like that, at all – and truthfully, they end up barely getting along due to both of their stubborn natures.

Though, the one thing they can agree on is that eiden needs to be taken down a peg. This probably ends up as a mixture of Quincy and Kuya’s scenarios – with both Sun Lord’s less focused on each other but more so on tormenting the frustrating ‘grand sorcerer’.

Spitroasting is probably the way to go here, with eiden’s mouth being put to ‘better uses’.. it looks like they’re finally getting along :))

REI;

(I don’t know much about rei so forgive me lol)

Fascinating.. they spend a majority of the time researching each other, jotting down notes and findings as they debate and theorise. Eventually (to no ones surprise), this research ends up becoming ‘research’ – if you know what I mean, wink wink, nudge nudge..

Interestingly enough, I don’t see eiden being involved at all here, nor do I see either of them topping the other.. I think its mostly ‘experiments’ that rei more-so wanted to perform on himself, that has now been made easier using his body double.

Either way, with both intelligent minds - their time researching has actually proven to be rather productive, which leads rei to seriously consider finding a way to regularly clone himself..

[fallencelsetial]

quastion. if you had to give each of the nu carnival guys a present, what would you give to each one? oh and let's assume monies aren't a problem here

To answer your Quastion. If Monies are not an issue, and I can just the boys whatever the hell I want, then-

Eiden: I'm getting this boy every single craft supply I can think of. Fabrics, yarns, tule, buttons, clays, pen, pencils. I'm getting him everything. He's so friggin talented and just an artsy boy. He'd definitely have an etsy or two on the side of his actual job.

Aster: You didn't say the presents had to be objects. Plus Asters got SO MUCH MONEY. Boy could get anything he wanted at any time. Hell. He's the clan sugar daddy. If I was getting him a gift, it would definitely be something practical. And Honestly, I'd probably just get him more staff. He's got so many things he's running, I'm sure he'd really appreciate the help, and especially, that he's not the one paying for it.

Morvay: Similarly to Aster, I wouldn't really get Morvay an object. What I would get him though, is food. He's a bit of a greedy boy. He's always getting yelled at by aster for sneaking out and feeding, and constantly getting overworked. I think he deserves a place where he can relax and indulge in his favorite things. I'm sure there's some club out there that has membership option and would allow him to just go ham.

Yakumo: Cooking tools seems too easy. I'm sure he's already got everything he needs. You know what? I'm actually gonna get him some alone time with Eiden. I'm getting them a vacation together. I'm gonna send him and Eiden off somewhere real private. Do you know how happy he'd probably be? Boy is so possessive. He'd be OVER THE MOON about having Eiden all to himself for like a week. And I'm sure Eiden would be happy about spending time with him too. Gross honeymooning ass bitches.

Edmond: I'm getting him all the porn and sweets he wants. Just because I know he's gonna be a bitch about it. I would know. I'm the same. "No, I'm not allowed to get this. People will look at me weird if I get that" and Now look at me. I have a whole shelf full of those books. I'm getting him all of it AND, He didn't spend any of his money on it so he can't feel ashamed about it. It was gifts. Now go. Be free.

Olivine: I saw a post somewhere about Oli not having any of his own clothes and how they would take him on a shopping spree and honestly same. And I'd help him pick out the sluttiest, most rebellious clothes possible. I was raised catholic. I know. I know how hard it is. We're going to get you so many things with Religious undertones so it feels safe, AND like you're breaking the rules at the same time.

Quincy: Gosh. He's such a simple dude. All forest man and shit. He probably would not accept anything that would make his life easier. Any more modern versions of tools he already uses would probably be rejected with a "This one works fine/better anyway" Getting a bunch of treats for topper might make him happy though. Actually might just get him something SUPER dad coded. Like a Flask/Canteen. Probably would say he doesn't need it, but would secretly use it anyway.

Kuya: We're getting him all the dumb weird shit. Mans has a collection of dumb weird shit. He's like Blade. Anything he finds intriguing he just keeps. I'm getting this man an old beat up Bakugan. "Check it out. It's opens when you place it on this card but ONLY on this card!" Do you know how psyched he would be??? He's so fucking simple. I'm getting him those boxes that show one character in one window, and another character on the other window.

Garu: I don't think he can have too many toys. I'm getting him so many more toys than what Eiden has already gotten him. Lots of meat too. Oh! And I'm getting him art supplies as well! His art fills me with joy. I love him.

Karu: ALRIGHT. I'm giving him play time. I'm buying/building him a whole play set. He wants to be ruler of everything and I am going to give him that. I am going to spoil the shit outta this puppy. I will get him his own little throne room. He's getting his own little kingdom where he is king, and EVERYONE BOWS TO HIM! He's also getting so much meat too. All Hail the Mighty Karu!!

Blade: I'm also getting him art supplies. Art supplies and Books! If we can find some that he hasn't read yet. Honestly the library is massive. Oooooh but if we go to a book store, there's bound to be new releases of something, and he'll read anything just to have read it, I'm sure he'd really appreciate that!

Dante: A vacation mother fucker. Shut up. Listen Child. I Don't want to hear it. Spa now. Break. Rest. Relaxation. Think of NOTHING. You know what? I'mma throw Eiden in there too. He'd probably help you a lot. Just like how Eiden would be a good part of the gift, for Yakumo, I feel the same goes for him as well. And also, Lots of gifts for Sooley.

Rei: Therapy. Notebooks. Lot's of notebooks. Replacement's for any Equipment he's broken. Some art supplies. Mostly charcoals for his sketches. All practical stuff too. I'd offer to fix some of his personal items, but...I think he prefers them dinged up and broken. Has a bit of a comfort in that. So the supplies would probably be most appreciated by him.

[sl-newsie]

American Woman (Thomas Shelby x American OC) Ch. 28: Unnoticed

Masterlist: https://www.tumblr.com/sl-newsie/739551758747090944/american-woman-thomas-shelby-x-american-oc?source=share

Enough with socializing. Enough with fighting. Thomas can have his kill but I’m through with watching grown men fight like children. Can we ever go to a single event without someone being shot? As I pass by the groups of men the trait that relates them all is their unbelievable arrogance- Wait. 

I stop walking and stare straight ahead. Those men in that truck- Those are Irish men. A volunteer force. What could they possibly-?

I gasp and push through the rest of the crowd. “Thomas-!”

A large man in a flat cap blocks my way. “Sorry, lass. Private business.”

An Irish accent if I ever heard one. “I know who you are. You should know who my uncle is! Ever heard of Edmond Colon?”

His eyes slightly widen at the mention of the name. “Aye.”

I put my hands on my hips. “Then you would know that if he hears that you’ve killed his niece’s boss you could run into some trouble in the future.”

The man begins to stutter an answer but another giant man turns me away. “Walk along, Ms. Steenstra.” He leans in and his voice changes to an English one. “No harm will come to Mr. Shelby, orders of Churchill. He will not die today.”

I protest further but it’s too late. I’m pushed back into the stadium and lose sight of the truck. What does he mean? Where’s Thomas now?!

“Fucking kings of the world!” I hear John’s voice over the noise and see him beckoning me over. “C’mon, Verena! There’s a celebration in order!”

“Lizzie’s alright?” I ask immediately.

John puts an arm around me and walks me to a table. “I talked with her. She’s better.”

So goes another wild game. It’s what I get for tagging along with the Peaky Blinders.

Back at the office Arthur shouts for everyone to quiet down. Thomas is still missing. It’s rather odd that his absence is labeled off as normal now. I can’t stop the worry pooling in my stomach no matter how many drinks John offers. One drink is all I take.

“Right! Ladies and gentlemen, I’d like to make a toast!” Arthur announces. “To the Small Heath Rifles! To the Lee boys! And to the Peaky fucking Blinders!” Glasses are raised and cheers are shouted. “Who’s gonna stop us, eh?”

This is all fine and dandy but I have no part here. My ambition is for a partnership contract, not expansion. If only Thomas were here then a contract could be accomplished as he promised. 

“You’re turning in?” Finn asks before I reach the door.

“Yes.”

He doesn’t argue. Only nods his head. “I understand. I’m not a fan of our big parties either. I’ll meet you back in the kitchen.”

“Alright. I’m going to Thomas’ office to file a few papers.”

Glad to know I’m not the only skeptic of wild parties. Even back home they never appealed to me. All those drunken souls flailing about-

“Oh!”

When I open the door the sight of red is too alarming to go unnoticed. In the shadows I make out Thomas’ blood-splattered face. 

“You’re back,” I gasp.

“You look relieved,” he replies from his desk chair.

I walk to him slowly, almost like approaching a ghost. “I recognized those men. Before they drove off. I tried to…” I trail off, still staring at his unreadable face. “The red right hand never kids around, Thomas. It’s a miracle the Crown stepped in. I’m guessing that’s not your blood?”

“No.” Thomas shifts in the chair and looks up again, this time with devoted eyes. “Are you still up for another therapy session?”

Faith. Sympathy. Loyalty. Shards of emotions running through me all at once. Am I still staring? I need to answer. Thomas needs this. And he’s asking me. Not May, not Lizzie. Me. I need to help.

I take a seat on his desk and open my arms, surrendering to his words. “You know I’m always here to listen.” 

Those eyes. Eyes that seem to melt when he hears me. Thomas takes a quick breath and looks to be thinking over what to say.

“There’s change coming, love. I’ve got ideas I’m gonna pitch to Michael, since he’s staying. For you too. I’ve drawn up a contract for your family. Shelby Company Limited would love to partner with you.” He reaches over to take my hand. “Your loyalty to my family deserves proper benefits, Verena.”

My breath hitches. “Thomas, this isn’t all about money. The contract is to help us, yes. But it’s also proof.”

Thomas frowns. “Proof?”

“Yes. To show that I’m making a proper living for myself. Why do you think I’ve gone this long without my family disapproving? I’m here to help with the bigger picture instead of having my mother train me to be a meaningless housekeeper.” I squeeze his hand. “And I am here to help you face whatever demons haunt you.”

Thomas just stares at me. Then leans in closer. His smell of cologne and cigarettes makes my heart race even faster. 

“You are one of the most peculiar people I know. Even when you have your own ambitions they hold a deeper meaning for someone else.”

“I know I play a small part-”

“No,” he cuts me off. “Not small. Not to us. You help us remember to stay a family, Verena. And I promise these changes will make good profits for your own family. And…” He pauses and licks his lips, looking down to the floor. “We’ll need help with business overseas while I’m taking time off. I’m getting married.”

Crack.

Another piece of my heart is ripped away. You knew this was coming, Steenstra. He knocked her up, I’m sure of it. Now he will have his blushing bride and forget all about us. About me. Instead of looking to me to listen he will rely on her. Did I not just say I’m dedicated to helping him?

“That’s wonderful,” I whisper with a forced smile. “Matrimony in the eyes of God is always something to marvel at. Congratulations, Thomas.”

I pull my shaking hand away before he can ask what’s wrong and excuse myself for the evening. I shouldn’t be upset. He’ll be happy to have her as his wife. She should be happy as his bride. And little old me will keep to the side, unsatisfied. Is this what they call irony? I reach out and give my heart to him, only for him to discard it unnoticed. 

Let it go. Grace is… nice. Even after she lied. And hinted at threatening to expose my family ties. Could she still have hidden means for Thomas?

You’re concerned for him? Well, yes. He’s my boss. But you think of him as more than that? More than platonic? No! I wouldn’t… Oh God. Am I in love with Thomas Shelby? Ding ding! We have a winner!

@meadows5

[silentmagi]

Rising Star

Hello everyone, I hope that everyone’s enjoying the story and that you’ve all been well since last time. I thank all of you who take the time to read and vote for these updates. I would love to hear any feedback or reviews you may have.

Last time, we were voting on what the next steps were. The winners were Translate and the getting new books from the stables, and I’m going to try and combine these. Let’s see where the story takes us.

An effort was made to translate the tome, the words in a nigh forgotten language and she could translate it, but for the fact that she didn’t have her own linguistic notes, or a book to help her understand the rules of grammar and syntax, she was having trouble parsing the right inflections and meanings of the words she was trying to translate.

Looking at the window, she found that it had been two hours since she started, and she had only gotten roughly half the page partially figured out. Letting out an annoyed sigh, she picked up the page again, found her notes, and promptly found that she had made three mistakes within the first few notes.

Determining that the translations were a lost cause, she packed up her books, leaving the one for private reading on the bed for later. Surely, Luna was a lady of culture and wouldn’t judge her for such reading materials.

On second thought, hiding it inside her bag for later would be best.

With her reading materials secured, she returned to the quest for more knowledge. Navigating the stairs, she found the back entrance to the stables unguarded, and the two lads that had helped her earlier absconded, perhaps to a scheduled break or other tasks around the inn. No matter, taking the key from her pouch, she opened the stall. Snooping around, she made sure that the book to be translated when they got to the library was separate from the others, with the spell creation notes next to it. Pulling out a few books, she flipped through the first pages, finding more written in the translated text, so they were added with the black book.

Finally, she unearthed the scrolls, and grabbed several of them, looping a length of cord around them so she could more easily hold onto them. Her stomach was reminding her of the hours since she ate, and she turned to head back in, ensuring the tarp was in place and the stall was locked behind her.

Pausing long enough to give Edmond a handful of oats and a scratch between the ears, she smiled at the placid horse. “Rest well, it’s a long road before the next time you get a proper stall like this,” she offered, trying to bolster her own spirits by spoiling him.

Getting a wuffling noise and him turning towards the water trough, she decided to take her own advice and enjoy the civilization that was being afforded her right now. 

Getting inside, the innkeeper approached her, giving her a broad smile as he came near. “Hello lass, settled in alright? Will you be wanting to eat down here or should I have one of the lads bring up a serving of the special?”

“If you could have it brought up, that’d be great, thank you,” she answered before looking at Luna out the front door thoughtfully. “Perhaps have her plate stay warm until she comes in. I don’t know if she’ll be up to playing for the inn tonight after her show in the town square.”

“Can do, the mayor’s covering that, and will you be wanting a dri-” he began, cutting off as she placed a coins in his hand.

“Wine, something red if you have it, if there’s any change, keep it, if it’s not enough, let me know. I’ll take the bottle.”

“Certainly, if you’re sure, we have a nice local one that’s a few years old. Great flavor, and a decent nose, afraid I can’t tell you more than that.”

“That sounds delightful, please send them up, I will be working in the room, so just knock and I’ll respond.”

With that the pair parted ways, and she found herself back in the room, settling in to work on the scrolls. It felt good to have things going her way, making progress, and being able to study and research again.

[arthistoryanimalia]

A belated #OTD birthday post for French Neo-Impressionist artist Henri-Edmond Cross (20 May 1856 – 16 May 1910):

1. Paysage avec des chèvres, 1895

oil on canvas, 92x65cm

Petit Palais Paris collection

2. Famille de Cygnes, c.1899

oil on canvas, 60x81cm

private collection

[ghegheganu]

Suzanne Fabry (Belgian painter) 1904 - 1985

Female Nudes by the Sea, 1943

oil on canvas

157 x 173 cm. (61.75 x 68 in.)

signed and dated Suzanne Fabry/ 1943 (lower right)

private collection

© photo Sotheby's

Catalogue Note Sotheby's

Born in Brussels in 1904, Suzanne Fabry was the daughter of the Belgian symbolist painter Émile Fabry (1865–1966) and his wife Virginie Duchênes. Her brother, Barthélémy, was born in 1898. Three years before Suzanne’s birth, her father was named Professor of Drawing at the l’Académie Royale des Beaux-Arts de Bruxelles, where he had been a student in the 1880s, and her childhood was spent in his house-studio at rue Verte (today rue du Collège Saint-Michel, n°6) in Woluwe-Saint-Pierre, a south-eastern neighborhood of Brussels.

At the start of World War I, Suzanne moved with her family to England where they remained until the end of the war, first in Herefordshire and later in the Cornish town of Saint-Ives. They returned to their home in Belgium after the war and in 1923 Suzanne enrolled as a student at the Académie Royale des Beaux-Arts where she studied under Jean Delville (1867-1953) and Constant Montald (1862-1944), two of the founders, alongside her father, of a group of artists who called themselves “L'art monumental.” The group’s aim was to produce public, monumental, and culturally sophisticated art that would elevate the public consciousness through the representation of idealized universal themes. Their commanding nudes would constitute an important source of inspiration for Suzanne’s own work.

Suzanne graduated from the Académie in 1928 and embarked on her career as a painter in the 1930s, taking part in the triennial Salon in Antwerp (1930) and the quadrennial Salon in Liège (1931). Around the same time, her father was completing a cycle of large-scale paintings for the entrance and staircase of Brussels’ opera house, La Monnaie, where, many years later, Suzanne and her husband Edmond Delescluze (1905-1993) would be employed as costume and set designer respectively, a collaboration that began in 1948 and is recorded in over 900 sketches and stage maquettes preserved today in the archives of La Monnaie. She continued to pursue her career as a painter, alongside her work as head of the opera’s costume workshop, until her death in 1985.

In this monumental multi-figure composition, painted in 1943, Fabry adapted the solidity, scale, and style favored by the Symbolist painters of her father’s generation to a defiantly modern feminine subject. Fabry perfected her own brand of pointillism, establishing the pale blue background in broad loosely layered brushstrokes against which the four figures are sharply defined in saturated ochre tones. The palette and composition–statuesque theatrically posed figures arranged across a picture plane–ehcoing her father’s work, notably Maternity (1923) and Towards the Unknown, for which Suzanne posed and was photographed as aide memoires (see Jacqueline Guisset, Emile Fabry, 2000).

These photographs, and the studio practice they elucidate, suggest the context in which Suzanne developed her own working methods and artistic style. Suzanne’s four figures are arguably full-length self-portraits–with idealized features resembling the artist’s own, looking to her self-portrait with paintbrush in hand (1932) –making the composition a triumphant declaration of her artistic identity as both creator and muse.

The central figure’s pose recalls Botticelli’s iconic Birth of Venus, recasting the Renaissance goddess in a personal and fiercely modern mode. Rather than covering herself, Fabry’s figure reaches up to her auburn hair, staring straight at the viewer and seemingly strides forward, trading Botticelli’s stationary feigned modesty for confidence in motion. Impastoed splashes of water at her feet evoke Venus’s outsized shell in a more realistic and yet abstract reference perhaps to her own rebirth as an artist.

Fabry returned to the female nude the following year in a large-scale single-figure representation of a woman–perhaps herself–called L’Attente (1944), exhibited at the Salon de printemps that year. Holding an amphora above her head with two hands against a distant background of ancient ruins, the figure stands tall, matching the height of the doric column behind her, as a pillar of strength and fortitude, peering fearlessly ahead, her weight shifted to the front of her toes as if to leap forward.

Female Nudes by the Sea is an important rediscovery within the oeuvre of Suzanne Fabry, and the 20th-century Symbolist movement. In this multi-figure self-portrait, Fabry audaciously contends with her artistic heritage and asserts her own distinctive identity and aesthetic.

* * *

Born in Brussels in 1904, Suzanne Fabry was the daughter of the Belgian symbolist painter Émile Fabry (1865–1966) and his wife Virginie Duchênes. Her brother, Barthélémy, was born in 1898. Three years before Suzanne’s birth, her father was named Professor of Drawing at the l’Académie Royale des Beaux-Arts de Bruxelles, where he had been a student in the 1880s, and her childhood was spent in his house-studio at rue Verte (today rue du Collège Saint-Michel, n°6) in Woluwe-Saint-Pierre, a south-eastern neighbourhood of Brussels of recent urbanisation.

At the start of the First World War, Émile Fabry moved with his family to England, first staying in Herefordshire and later in the Cornish town of Saint-Ives, where he would continue to paint, and they would remain until the end of the conflict. Back in Brussels, the family returned to their home on rue Verte, and in 1923 Suzanne enrolled as a student at the Académie Royale des Beaux-Arts, where her teachers included Jean Delville (1867-1953) and Constant Montald (1862-1944), two of the founders, alongside Suzanne’s father, of the group “L'art monumental”. Their aim was to produce art for the public sphere, monumental in scale and steeped within the cultural tradition of the period, intended to elevate the public conscience by means of representing idealised, universal themes. Their commanding nudes would constitute an important source of inspiration for Suzanne’s own work.

Having graduated from the Académie in 1928, Suzanne began her career as a painter in the 1930s, taking part in the triennial Salon in Antwerp (1930) and the quadrennial Salon in Liège (1931). Around the same time, her father was completing a cycle of large-scale paintings for the entrance and staircase of Brussels’ opera house, La Monnaie, where, many years later, Suzanne and her husband Edmond Delescluze (1905-1993) would be employed as costume and set designer respectively, a collaboration that began in 1948 and is recorded in over 900 sketches and stage maquettes preserved today in the archives of La Monnaie. She continued to pursue her career as a painter, alongside her work as head of the opera’s costume workshop, until her death in 1985.

Source: Ambrose Naumann Fine Art

[rockyp77mk3]

Wartime caption: Three of the Navajo Marines who served with the Marine Raiders on New Georgia as communicators, sending battle front messages in the Navajo Language, which the Japanese found impossible to de-code. Left to right, they are; Private First Class Edmond John of Shiprock, New Mexico; Private First Class Wilsie H. Bitsie, Mexican Springs, New Mexico, and Private First Class Eugene R. Crawford of Chinle, Arizona. Photographer: Salvatore Gatto.  August 17, 1943.

[bakerstreetdetective]

@volontedacier

A match was lit as a single small light illumante a man who other wise in the shadow.

Seem like a certain someone been staking out a Avenger apartment and been waiting for him to come out. He waited for the Avenger to exit his apartment fully before speaking.

"Someone dress quite dapper tonight. Off to a private meeting with the master? If your worry about the event of Traum. I'm still the Sherlock Holmes before the plunge."

Edmond Dantes.....oh boy where to start (Should the Identity thief be mention?). The dream guardian who would. Loud ungentlemanly laugh and colorful threats aside. Holmes do have a lot of respect for the man.

After all Edmond Dante do the one job nobody but him qualify to handle. The only thing stopping a mental attack to the master mind is the french man.

It's just.....In Holmes memory. He knows Edmond and the master always been close (Whole being inside of them). But if the gossip is true....

".....how long have it been? Between you and her."

[a-not-so-clean-blog]

Yandere Nu carnival

Warnings: kidnapping, drugs, violence, stalking

Yakumo

He's so sweet, how can you say no to that face? You never really get to see his yandere tendencies, and he plans to keep it that way as long as possible. The only time he has ever appreciated his snake power was when he can punish people who were mean to you. He genuinely loves you and wants you to be happy, and he's happy watching you flourish. Vengeance and violence are his only yandere tendencies but never directed to you. No matter what he would never hurt you. He would be heartbroken if you fell for someone else. Torn apart between his love for you and his need to have you happy.

Edmond

He fights with his feelings for you constantly. He knows what he's feeling is wrong but he can't stop. It's your fault he can't get you out of his head. He will have some of his men keep an eye on you when he has to take care of duties for the king or Eiden. His guards are never allowed to interact with you though. If he finds out one of them touched you! No one will be able to find the body. He takes your safety more seriously than he takes the kings. He hates these overwhelming feelings. He will sometimes bake you sweets and leave it on your doorstep. He doesn't get close to you. He desperately wants to, but he's so scared to mess it up. He feels unworthy of your attention. Unless something happens to you and he has to intervene you probably won't see him. You'll just have a secret admirer.

Olivine

Unknowingly manipulative. He wants to be a beacon of light in this scary world for you. It's not his fault that his fans are crazy, but if they ever say anything to you he's always there with open arms ready to comfort you. He scolds his followers who get jealous of you. He understands their jealousy though, he feels the same when he sees you with others. Although he doesn't act on his jealousy. He would write stories about you to read to the kids who come to the temple. He would also write some private stories for himself as well. He feels guilty about these stories and will get you little gifts the next day…you have lots of little gifts from him.

Quincy

For a man so big he is deadly quiet when he wants to be. If you're from the tribe he checks in on you every once in a while but doesn't do much else. If you're from the city though… Just a clumsy little thing that wandered too far into his territory. There's no way you'd survive without him, you're far too weak. So he's got to protect you right? He's always had protective instincts but has never felt the need to act like this before. Topper is worried about him but there's nothing to be worried about, he's just watching over you. If you get too lost and stumble into his cabin he thinks it's perfect. He can put in the effort this once to take care of this little stray.

Kuya

This is a big game to him but it's a game he's going to win. You started off as a play thing he became obsessed with. Just a lost little rabbit that fell into the foxes den. He doesn't even need to touch you to punish you. Illusions of your loved ones dying or feeling your bones break. You feel everything and its so real that you can't think straight when you come out of the illusion. Half the time he lets you cry in his arms after the punishment asking softly if you learned your lesson. You nod your head as you cry but you know you'll be punished again. He will use any excuse to punish you just to see more of your delicious reactions. You're too scared to try and run, you really are a rabbit in his maw.

Blade

He wants to know everything about you. Isolating, he gets extremely jealous when others are near you. Unironically calls you darling. Eliminator who will kill anyone who he thinks gets close to you. The only exception is the clan members because he can't make Eiden sad, but he will hurt them as a warning if he feels the need to. He does not feel like what he's doing is wrong, he just knows he feels so strongly. The only other person allowed to get close to you is Eiden because it's “double cuteness”. Totally delusional as well. He thinks you love him just as much as he loves you and there's no way to get him to see reality.

Garu

Puppy. He just wants to be by your side. His feelings and affection for you are genuine. Unfortunately his fear of abandonment is what could trigger some of his more obsessive tendencies. Escape is not an option either if you try to avoid him or run away well you're not going to get very far when he can just sniff you out. Him and Karu have been alone for so long and will be heartbroken if you were to leave. He's incredibly protective of you and is always on the lookout if anybody would want to try to hurt or take advantage of you. Just don't leave him and he'll do pretty much anything you want.

Karu

Now unlike Karu who is content just being near you, Garu needs to have you. He is much more possessive and just as protective. While Karu will beat up people who say things behind your back, Garu will tear them apart if someone so much as looks at you wrong. After he will grab your arm with his bloody hand and drag you away. You are his and will make sure you know your place.

Dante

He wants to keep you close. He would give you an easy job in the palace like feeding the animals or cleaning the arena. Not something too dangerous, but close enough to danger that it impresses you whenever you see him beast taming or training soldiers. He wants you to think he's strong, smart, and perfect. Even if he knows he's not perfect he wants you to look up to him, maybe even worship him. He's pretty tame as long as you don't try to leave Solaria or get a boyfriend/girlfriend. If you do he won't take it out on you though. He will simply get rid of whoever dares get close to you. He is all you will ever need anyway, it's not like anyone else can provide more than him.

Rei

Oh yeah he'll just kidnap you. He thinks and plans so fast so it's only a few days between meeting you and taking you. However the whole thing was miraculously planned out. It only took him a few days to learn everything about you, you really should have better home security. Well that doesn't really matter because you're coming to his cabin anyway. You can't even fight him, not in a way that matters. He's too smart to trick and won't lower his guard. If he thinks for a moment you are planning something he has plenty of drugs to keep you complacent.

Eiden

He already has a giant harem, so why not join it? He can flirt his way into most guys' pants so he will definitely use that experience on you. He figures if he can seduce you he can win your heart after. First he just needs to show what he's good at. He may also convince some of the other clan members to help win you over. Blade Garu Yakumo and Olivine are more than happy to have a new friend around. If they are yandere too then you don't stand a chance. You want to get away? Nope, now you have a clan member escorting you back to Eiden. Its not that bad, Eiden doesn't punish or anything like that. Still your basically stuck in a gilded cage.

Aster

Unfortunately you have no choice but to do what he says. He has so much blackmail on you. Most of it is small things that don't matter, but a collection of every mistake you've made you can't ignore. He has blackmail on your family too, enough to get them executed. You don't want your friends or family caught in this, right? As long as you continue to dote on him he won't say a word. He doesn't want gifts or anything from you. Just your presence, attention, and maybe some blood…

Morvay

Does it count as a stalker if you know he's there? Like always there. He visits you any chance he gets, and he has so much free time. He'll annoy Aster for spending money to buy you gifts. Not wholesome gifts like some of the others, no he'd rather get you lingerie or a toy and once even got you a small bottle of aphrodisiac. He won't act without consent but he is constantly wearing you down. You can't get a moment of peace. He will insert himself into your life until you think of him as much as he thinks of you. At the end of the day he just wants you to use him.

[eggyboyoart]

ASTER, EDMOND AND OLIVINE and what drinks they prefer;

(RATED +18)

ASTER;

PINK DRINK DRINKER. My boy loves himself a cutesy little drink, especially when it has that swirling edible glitter.

I definitely think he drinks both socially and in private and probably has a private, highly-trained bartender employed and living at the manor.

If you pass him a sweet, fruity drink with some pretty rose petals on the top; he might just end up asking for a taste of something else..

“Awhh~ for mee? You really have to stop being so nice, or I’ll start to crave something a little sweeter~”

(TIP: add a few drops of your blood and he might not be able to contain himself.)

EDMOND;

Edmond is born of nobility so he is no stranger to drinking socially; though he almost always will opt for something non-alcoholic if the option is there.

As expected, he will always reach for the sweetest thing on the menu. Fruits, chocolate, sugar.. anything sweet enough will not escape his cravings.

So, when you hand him a sweet, fruity drink with sugar around the rim; alcoholic or not, he is most appreciative.

“hmm.. it could be sweeter but.. your generosity is most appreciated.. thank you.”

(TIP: if you wipe the sweet sugar off his lips with your thumb, he might just be tempted to taste it from your fingers.)

OLIVINE;

Ahh, our sweet busty priest. While the church doesn’t discourage drinking, Olivine will most likely opt out of any alcohol. Partially because he just doesn’t and also because his tolerance is insane.

He prefers drinks that are cozy, something with milk or cream is the best way to his heart.

Though, if you hand him something with some cream and alcohol in it; he becomes ‘a little clumsy’, which is strange – you thought he had a strong tolerance? Be careful; he might end up spilling it all over his chest.

“ahh.. it was so kind of you to make me that drink.. what a waste..”

(TIP: stick around and he might just ask for some help ‘cleaning up’)

[furlantravelfashionblogger]

L'Orient Express fu inventato da Georges Nagelmackers, imprenditore figlio di una ricca famiglia di banchieri belgi. Nagelmackers venne ispirato dai famosi treni di lusso di George Mortimer Pullman, già attivi durante gli anni Sessanta e che il belga vide durante un viaggio negli Stati Uniti.

Era il 4 ottobre 1883 quando l'Orient Express iniziò il suo primo viaggio, inaugurando la tratta Parigi-Istanbul sul treno più lussuoso mai costruito. Nel tempo sono cambiate le tratte e le città toccate e il servizio originale della "Compagnie Internationale des Wagons-Lits" non esiste più: ormai ci sono compagnie private che offrono viaggi di lusso su lunghe tratte internazionali e treni chiamati ancora Orient Express. Un nome che ha fatto sognare generazioni di viaggiatori e stuzzicato la fantasia di romanzieri, da Agatha Christie con Assassinio sull'Orient Express a Ian Fleming con 007, dalla Russia con amore. Ma è anche un nome che evoca storie di vere spie, intrighi e mistero.

DA PARIGI A INSTANBUL. La grande avventura iniziò nel 1883, quando, tra nuvole di vapore e fischio del via libera, il treno lasciò solennemente la Gare de l'Est di Parigi diretto a Istanbul (all'epoca Costantinopoli). Nella folla elegante che assisteva alla partenza non mancavano gli scettici, convinti che "andare da Parigi a Costantinopoli fosse insensato come pensare di andare sulla Luna"

scrisse nel suo articolo sul Figaro il giornalista Edmond About. Insieme ad altri scrittori e personalità, faceva parte dei 40 invitati saliti a bordo per il viaggio inaugurale. Tutti erano elettrizzati per questa nuova esperienza e la raccomandazione di portare con sé un revolver non faceva che aggiungere suspense.

[not-a-seagull]

PRISON CELL – 13: “Planting Operations”

Background: None (white, multiple shots of eiden’s face.)

Music: None.

Eiden: Finally… Sunlight, and freedom…

Eiden: And so ends my short time in the joint…

Eiden: But, somehow, I feel heavy, like I can barely breathe… Did prison change me? Can I no longer enjoy life on the outside? Have I become… institutionalized?

Background: Forest.

Quincy: ……

Quincy: Maybe it’s because you have two full-grown men hanging off you.

Music: BGM 014

Yakumo: Mr Eiden! You completed your mission! I was so worried the whole time, I barely got a wink of sleep—

Blade: Did you get lost in the prison, darling? I should draw another map on your body! I read that you can use a needle to insert ink into the skin—

Eiden: No, thank you!

Edmond: Ahem! Thank you, all, for agreeing to participate in today’s tree-planting event.

Edmond: However, I must remind you to maintain a safe distance from the inmate until the official paperwork has arrived.

Eiden: (That’s right… Technically, I’m still an inmate…)

Morvay: *sob*... I finally get the chance to come here, and instead of feasting like crazy…

Morvay: … I’m stuck with even more manual labour!

Aster: Dumbass incubus! You better work at least as fast as the inmates, and no dragging any of them off for a quick suck fest in the bushes!

...

Topper: *squeak* *squeak*...

The spindle-shaped seeds, green as jade, catch Topper’s eye. He grabs one with his little paws, his mouth watering—

(Topper bites into one of the seeds, only to scream due to it’s hardness).

Topper: *squeak*?! *squeak* *squeak*!

Quincy: Of course you can’t eat them. Crowcave seeds are even harder than the wood itself.

Music: None.

Quincy takes the seed from his furry forest friend and finds a suitable patch of soil nearby in which to plant them.

Background: None (white).

Music: BGM 024.

The crowcave trees will take decades, even centuries, to grow into maturity.

Still, all around, inmates and willing volunteers work their hardest to dig up fresh soil and plant new seeds.

...

Background: Forest.

Tired Inmate: Is it break time yet? My lower back is killing me…

Strick Knight: Have you forgotten? For every crowcave tree that was cut down, two must be planted in its place. No resting until that target has been met!

Brooding Knight: This feels so much more meaningful than our usual duties…

Brooding Knight: I’ve been stationed in the Wood Territory a long time, and I’ve grown to love and cherish the plant life. I don’t know what I’d do if it were to disappear one day.

Quincy: ……

Eiden: What do you think of Crow Prison’s new labor initiative? Knights, inmates, and even civilian volunteers coming together to help maintain and protect the forest.

Quincy: … It's noisy around here now.

Eiden: Uh… That’s one way to look at it…

Quincy: But every now and then… this kind of thing isn’t so bad.

***

Background: Forest.

Music: BGM 016

Edmond: We will continue our work here until the sun sets this evening.

Edmond: In other news, we have just received word from the royal capital of the imminent appointment of a new Warden for Crow Prison.

Edmond: Furthermore, several accounting ledgers were found in the previous Warden’s residence, detailing substantial profits from the private sale of crowcave goods to noble buyers.

Eiden: … So unscrupulous… he puts Aster to shame…

Aster: Hey, now, Master! That’s uncalled for! I’ll have you know that yours truly rakes in that kind of cash in the blink of an eye! And all without using such devious methods!

Eiden: Right… Say, about that favor I asked for…

Aster: All taken care of, Master~

Aster: A mysterious rumor that the scent of crowcave causes impotence has the nobles scrambling to get rid of their crowcave goods at rock-bottom prices!

Aster: And you definitely won’t find any of them rushing to the poor, old Warden’s aid!

Edmond: I see… Reduce the market demand and the illegal felling of crowcave trees should soon be a thing of the past.

Eiden: I feel a little bad for the crowcaves, making up a rumor like that… But I’m sure they don’t mind, right?

Quincy: ……

Quincy: What was your crime?

Eiden: Huh? Erm… Huh?

Quincy: The reason you were locked up in Crow Prison. What was the crime?

Eiden: Uh… You asking out of the blue is pretty surprising… and I’m not sure I really wanna answer…

Music: None.

Edmond: … He was imprisoned for the crime of being a Fraudulent Fraudulent Grand Sorcerer.

Quincy: … What do you mean?

Music: BGM 051.

Eiden: While Eiden, the successor to the previous Grand Sorcerer, traveled the world regulating the altars, I went around pretending to be him and deceiving people…

Eiden: That’s why I was locked up!

Eiden: Although, I’m pretty sure you cooked up that crime for your own personal satisfaction, isn’t that right, Vice-Captain?

Edmond: Based on the circumstances, it was the most prudent and believable way to have you imprisoned.

Eiden: Whoa, is that a smile I see…? Admit it, you thought it was hilarious!

Quincy: ……

Eiden: H-Hold up… Quincy, you too?

Background: None (white).

Quincy: It’s definitely a difficult crime to argue with.

Edmond: Indeed.

Background: Forest.

Eiden: (I guess I can’t really argue with that…)

Background: None (white).

Eiden: (But the sight of these two sharing a rare laugh under a clear blue sky…)

Eiden: There really is nothing quite like the sweet taste of freedom…!

End of story.

Sources:

Background Images: NU Carnival wiki.

Images of the Knights and Inmate: NU Carnival wiki.

Transcript: did it myself, with the help of this video.

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