#The Dune Abides

[godofthemonth]

Abide

[afairerplace]

Saw Dune 2 last night and cannot stop thinking about the Star Wars prequels of it all (meaning the similarities between the two and not that the former was influenced by the latter when if anything it would be the other way around) and especially how they critique/subvert the Chosen One narrative but in like... such different ways

[the-crooked-library]

so within the universe of Dune, gender roles abide by a rigid false dichotomy created by the bene gesserit - men lead the noble houses, while the women may join their order, and the powers of both are kept intentionally separate. at the same time, the plot demonstrates repeatedly that the role of paul atreides as a character is that of the border between the concepts juxtaposed within dichotomies: he is both an outerworlder and fremen, both harkonnen and atreides, both a duke and a disciple of the bene gesserit.

as such, it follows that within the in-universe gender structure, he occupies the roles of both male and female, thus being functionally and societally nonbinary. in this essay, i will -

[teecupangel]

I don’t know if I sent this ask before but… what if Desmond let the world burn? As a treat? Hehehe! I’m just getting major Dune vibes from this idea.

I know I have a few ideas here where Desmond let the world burn but I cannot find it for the life of me (except this catboy Desmond worship idea XD) so have this

The end of the world was not instant.

It was a slow, agonizing death.

The heat of the solar flare reached them first.

Something was in that heat that served similar to an EMP, taking down every electronic devices that were hit by it.

Phones.

Computers.

Servers.

… life support systems.

Then, the actual flare enveloped the world, burning everything it touched.

Some buildings survived.

Their occupants… rarely did.

While the flare didn’t hit them, the buildings grew too hot for them.

Those who died were the lucky ones.

Those who survived…

They were given the cruel choice.

To do everything that they must to survive.

That was when he appeared.

Clad in pristine white that was clear in this barren desolated world.

He accepted all to his paradise.

He calls it Davenport.

The people call it ‘Eden’.

He was as kind as he was merciless.

Abide by the rules or you shall be removed from paradise.

Only in paradise did flora flourish and fauna roamed.

The sky always held an aurora of gold and white, no matter the weather.

At first, they saw him as a mortal who had been given a boon by some kind of divine entity.

Later, they saw him as their god.

His name was Desmond Miles.

Now, it was simply Desmond.

For gods need not a last name.

.

“Do you regret it?”

He was the first of many.

The people call them his disciples.

He saw them as ghosts coming to haunt him for the choice he had made.

For his hubris of thinking he could change the future Juno showed him if he let the world burn.

Juno… the devil who tempts humanity to the hell.

Or so these supposedly scriptures say.

She was long gone. Destroyed together with the Grand Temple.

By Desmond’s orders.

It was necessary.

She was able to connect with electronics even though she should be imprisoned.

Before Desmond could start rebuilding their technological advancement, all the old ones must be destroyed.

Including any Isu devices remaining.

Until all that was left was him.

And the golden circuitry running through his veins.

Cursed with the database the Isus called the Akashic records.

And Desmond…

“I don’t.”

Desmond looked at the expanse of the city of Davenport.

New Eden, they call it behind his back.

Born from the ashes of Davenport homestead.

His own lounging, a tower with a manor on the roof, founded where the old Davenport manor used to be.

A manor that houses his most faithful… the ones they call his disciples.

And one ‘heretic’.

His first disciple.

The one who did not see him as a god.

The one he had confessed everything to.

“Maybe my death would have given humanity a better future.” Desmond admitted as he relaxed on his chair, listening to the songbirds that frolicked the small garden in front of his manor, cared for by his third disciple.

“But if I did, all of you wouldn’t have been reborn.” Desmond said with a soft smile.

“This is the only life I ever known.” He reminded him like so many times before already.

Desmond’s smile grew into a grin as he said, “And do you like your life, Altaïr?”

The young man no older than twenty five with golden eyes stared at him for a moment before he turned to look at the sprawling city underneath them.

“Yes.” He answered, “I’m sure all the other disciples would have the same answer if you ask them.”

Desmond closed his eyes as he said…

“Then that’s all that matters.”

[treethymes]

august 2024 watchlist

*letterboxd rating

woman in the dunes (1964, dir. hiroshi teshigahara)***** janet planet (2023, dir. annie baker)***** abiding nowhere (2024, dir. tsai ming-liang)***** the beast (2023, dir. bertrand bonello)*** godzilla minus one (2023, dir. takashi yamazaki)* tenet (2020, dir. christopher nolan)*** a real young girl (1976, dir. catherine breillat)**** tapage nocturne (1979, dir. catherine breillat)*** 36 fillette (1988, dir. catherine breillat)****

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im sorry please bear with me while i try to figure out what breillat's deal is

[the-seelie-court-official]

i keep getting hung up on what the Framing should be for my narrative podcast. i dont promise to abide by the results of this poll but i wanna hear y'all's thoughts. feel free to comment/ask questions

[thoughtfulfoxllama]

There are 2 brands of Fantasy: LotR & Dune

I love them both, for different reasons

LotR Fantasy is defined by a struggle between good and evil, with a happy ending. I love it because it makes me feel happy & safe. It gives me hope that things will end well

Dune Fantasy is defined by Grey Morality, and has bittersweet (or straight up miserable) endings. I love it because it makes me think. Both sides are fully justified in their point of view. I have to consider whether I agree with the Protagonist (God-Emperor Leto ii is a prime example. He does atrocious things, but only for the ultimate survival of humanity. Can I abide a self-admitted genocidal dictator for the greater good of humanity)

[utytimeline]

Some Starlo headcanons (and some for his family):

He doesn't have fur, he doesn't even have what most monsters would think of as skin. It's hard to describe. You couldn't, like, put your hand through his body, but it somehow feels like you could.

He has a higher body temperature than most monsters, such that his "skin" always feels feverish to anyone who touches him, but it's perfectly normal.

When his "skin" starts feeling "normal" or even cold, that's when he's sick. He basically has like a reverse fever.

Because his body temperature cools when he's sick, he turns red with yellow starspoke tips.

He likes his food piping hot. Like, the soup is still bubbling when he digs into it. Orion's the same way, and they both get it from their pa. Crestina prefers cold food and has to put ice cubes in her soup to be able to eat at the same time as the rest of the family.

Because of his body temperature, he hates ice cream, popsicles, etc. They give him stomach cramps.

Somewhat ironically, he can't tolerate spicy food. He doesn't even like black pepper. He sometimes eats food with jalapenos to try to impress others, tho (and then the water barrel behind the saloon suddenly goes empty).

Bonus:

Because his skin is so warm, Ceroba likes taking him to vacation in Snowdin because it's the best place to cuddle up to him. She can't abide sleeping under the blankets with him in the Dunes, she wakes up with heat exhaustion. Yeah, the honeymoon was difficult.

[tennessoui]

kit’s foray into another star wars ship (dinluke)

is kit a) expanding her horizons, b) running from her responsibilities, or c) inspired by that fan art of force ghost anakin hugging r2d2 (linked when found) and me thinking ok what if luke is trying to do run-of-the-mill maintenance on artoo but force ghost anakin won’t stop trying to suggest what needs fixing so they’re just bickering back and forth over droid engineering and din walks in to visit his kid and just sees luke arguing with thin air and starts thinking maybe he left grogu in the care of a madman

(so far just 1k, but here’s the first 800)

Din lives his life by one very important creed.

Alright, two very important creeds.

The first is the one that he grew up with, mantra stamped across the back of his eyelids, words imprinted in his brain. The Way of the Mandalore is a way of honor, and it serves as pillar, foundation, and guiding stone of his life.

The second creed Din obeys is not ingrained into his mind by anyone but himself, and he’s fucking shit at following it.

It’s the Do Not Get Involved Unless You’re Dragged Into The Fight Kicking and Screaming creed, and it goes hand in hand with the principles of Do Not Start Fights You Cannot End Within Twenty Seconds and For the Love of the Stars, Djarin, Don’t Go Around Poking Sleeping Krayt Dragons.

Alright. If he’s being honest, this is less of a creed and more of an aspiration, but he tries to abide by its tenets, and, it has to be said, for a good portion of his life, he does. 

And then he finds the kid.

And then the kid becomes his kid, which is an adjustment he’s dragged into kicking and screaming, and it definitely involves a lot of fights that last a whole lot longer than twenty seconds.

And trying to find a Jedi in a galaxy as big and strange as this one? Apparently it involves a lot more sleeping Krayt Dragons than Din’s second creed accounted for.

But finding one—or, one finding them as it may be—well. No creed Din knows prepared him for how it felt to watch his kid be taken away from him. It’d been the optimal future, the end result he’d been gunning for for months: return the kid to his people.

There. Done. Returned. Package received.

Din’s been around long enough that successful bounties and completed contracts don’t tend to fill him with a warm rush of satisfaction anymore.

But this is the first that’s ever left him feeling hollow.

—-------------

“What’s been eating at you, Mando?” Karga asks. 

Din scowls and resists the urge to shift his weight. “Nothing.”

Karga raises an eyebrow and takes a sip from the cooling purple drink in front of him.

“You wanted the Imp,” Din says when the silence stretches from pointed into weighted. “Here’s the Imp.”

He nudges the head further across the table.

“I wanted the Imp for questioning,” Karga says very slowly. “Ideally with his vocal cords attached.”

Oh. Din glances down at the bloody bag. “Oh.”

He doesn’t try to sound very apologetic, which only seems to make Karga’s exasperation grow.

“So I ask again. What’s eating you, Mando?”

“Right now, bounties with unclear parameters.”

“Right now, you’ve only earned half the bounty, and that’s because I’m a generous man who considers you a friend. Now I can see ourselves coming to agreement on what you’re owed—if you tell me what’s on your mind.”

Behind the safety of his helmet, Din scowls harder. “Friend.”

Greef kicks the chair across from him out and tilts his cup towards it. “Friend.”

—-----------

Two hours later, Din is thoroughly convinced he used his glowing new Darksaber to sever the wrong person’s head.

Greef hasn’t stopped laughing in the last ten minutes. The man’s red in the face, alternating between pounding his fist on the table and leaning against his new marshal. Dune, for her part, is expressing the highest amount of mirth Din’s ever seen as she hiccups with glee into her third drink. 

He’s really starting to calculate the probability of successfully taking Karga’s coin purse off him now that he’s distracted, when the man finally chokes out whole words.

“Worried the Jedi’s too violent to raise the little green guy!”

Din crosses his arms over his chest.

Dune roars with laughter. 

Din doesn’t think it’s very funny. The Jedi sliced through the ranks of Dark troopers within mere seconds, as if they were no threat at all. It’d been impressive. The man—the Jedi—had been impressive. Din was impressed by his skill when he had the space to feel anything outside the devastation of losing the kid.

But a man that versed in violence doesn’t learn those sorts of skills without being surrounded by death and destruction for years.

And Din just gave his kid over to be raised in that kind of environment? 

Was Grogu even safe? Was he alive? Was the Jedi even lookin—

“The bounty hunter thinks the kid’s new home is too violent,” Karga cackles. “The guy—the guy who just brought me a man’s head in a pouch is worried about the little green guy’s new—-”

Dune snorts out her drink, she’s laughing so hard, and Din stands to leave.

If he knicks Karga’s coin purse on his way out the cantina, then hey. 

What are friends for?

[strid3rofthen0rth]

The Dune abides

[knightprincess]

Forgive Me (Echo x Medic Reader) - Epilogue

Words: 2.5k Warnings: Suggested injuries, paralyzation. Fluff, family. Pronouns Used: She/Her - Used of Y/N - Reader is nicknamed Snap.

Pabu was peaceful once more. With the return of those who’d gone off to Tantis came the end of a chapter and the beginning of a new one. The fight against the empire had just begun, and at the call of Echo, Rex, Gregor, and Howzer joined the group on the peaceful island. Each greeted with the news of (Y/N), the truth about the CX Troopers, and reunited with old friends many believed to have been lost. By far, Fives’s reappearance was the most shocking, especially for Rex, who’d been there the day he was supposedly killed.

Although the rebellion against the Empire grew, it was put on the back burner for a few months. With the scattered information (Y/N) had managed to give, Comet fully recovered, although he chose not to fight any longer. Instead, he settled for a quiet life on Pabu, helping to protect the people. By the time the battle of Yvain took place, Comet had become known as the “Old Uncle” who told the best stories.

Dogma, too, made a full recovery. Although he’d been unaware of what had occurred after his imprisonment during the war, he had been aware of Order 66. A once rule-abiding trooper, his heart almost broke to learn the Republic was no more, being replaced with the cold, unforgiving Empire. Wanting nothing more than forgiveness for his previous action, Dogma joined the Rebellion to fight for all the brothers lost during and after the war. He wrote the names of those he fought for on his armor, ensuring they would never be forgotten.

Among the names were Tup, Kix, and Jesse. He’d helped Rex with his rebellion until the Empire launched a crushing blow on Barton 4, the base of operations at the time. There, Dogma gave his life to protect what remained of his brothers and the innocent civilians hoping to escape for a better life. Among those he saved were Hera Syndulla and the former Jedi Caleb Dume.

Although Cody physically recovered from Tantis and the empire, his mind never did. Plagued with nightmares of the past, of guilt for what he’d helped bring about, and grief for all those needlessly lost. For a while, he stayed on Pabu, helping the rebellion every now and again. After a while, he decided to search for Obi-Wan. Unknown to Snap, she’d helped him. Her repeated word of “Tattooine” was all he needed.

Once he’d found Obi-Wan on Tattooine, he apologized for what happened and asked forgiveness, volunteering to do whatever was asked of him. Although hesitant initially, Obi-Wan eventually came around, asking Cody to bury his and Anakin’s lightsabers in the Dune Sea. Cody would leave Tattooine in 3BBY when Mon Mothma called for aid in her rebellion. He became a pilot and later an instructor for the Rebellion, helping to train those who bravely volunteered and prepare them for battle.

Fives, on the other hand, was a different matter altogether. Hemlock had taken an interest in the former Arc Trooper, claiming him as his personal project. After much research it was revealed Fives was supposed to be phase two of the CX troopers, aimed to be more like the Bad Batch members, enhanced physically and mentally. Because of that, his programming was far harder to reverse. Although thankful, he was able to recognize those he’d previously known.

Like with Dogma, he wasn’t aware of the Republic’s fall nor Order 66 and the destruction of the Jedi. All of it came as a cruel shock to the former Arc Trooper, even more so when it became clear all of it was a part of the plot he’d discovered before his believed death. It took several years to reverse what Hemlock had done, but it had come at a cost. With the removal of the implants, Fives was paralyzed from the waist down. However, that didn’t stop him from living a full life on Pabu, free from the war, both past and present. Fives would spend his time in the island's gardens and with (Y/N). His favorite time of day was sunset. The sight of the island lighting up never ceased to amaze him.

Gregor, Rex, and Howzer stayed on Pabu for a while after Tantis and joined the others. Howzer had taken a liking to Emerie, and thrust went on several assignments with her. The pair eventually reunited Jax, Eva, Baron, and Sami with their families. Like Cody, Howzer would join the Rebellion, being inspired by the words of the young Jedi Knight, Ezra Bridger. Sadly, Howzer and Emerie both perished at Scarif, helping Jyn Erso with her surprise attack and retrieval of the Death Star plans.

As everyone knows, Rex, Wolffe, and Gregor went into “retirement” briefly. But before that, they fought in many more battles, including Barton 4, The first failed Battle of Scarif, and The Battle of Anaxes. The latter resulted in the destruction of the planet due to the old volatile bomb Admiral Trent had once planted exploding.

All three great commanders would rejoin the fight many years later, likely many brothers they each joined the rebellion in varying degrees. Rex joined the Phoenix Squadron and later fought in the Battles of Lothal, Yvain 4, Hoth, and Endor. Rex would also be reunited with R2-D2, and told Luke stories of his father, Anakin Skywalker.

Gregor would fight and fall in the Battle of Lothal, finally being able to fight for a course he believed in and a battle of his own choosing. He’d later be laid to rest on Pabu, under the watchful eye of (Y/N)—the civvi medic who became family.

Wolffe was a different story. Although he fought in the Clone Uprising, he joined later than many of his brothers. Refusing to leave Snap until he was sure she’d be okay, the civvi medic all put throwing him on the ship, showing shades of her old self when she swore to bring hell if he didn’t keep in contact. Wolffe kept his promise throughout retirement and remained in contact with (Y/N), the Bad Batch members, and Comet.

Following the loss of Gregor and the battle of Lothal, Wolffe continued to fight, joining the Havoc Squadron, which was made up of Omega, Mox, Deke, and Stak. Many times, he commented they remained him of the boys, his wolf pack. When the Civil War ended, Wolffe retired once more, becoming a permanent Pabu resident. When returning, he took Omega and the rest of Havoc home.

What happened to the family of Clone Force 99, you may ask? Well, simply put, they retired. With all the jokes, antics, and family drama, one might expect. During the quieter moments, Omega’s training continued, with Deke, Mox, and Stak joining. Over the years, Fives, Comet, and (Y/N) were pulled into the family unit, ensuring none of them were alone. Wolffe would begrudgingly become a member of the makeshift family when the Civil War ended. Omega nicknamed him Gruffly Uncle Wolffe and occasionally Growls, depending on her mood.

Wrecker turned his love of fishing into a day job, joining the fishermen on the tides for days on end. Of course, he’d always come back with elaborate stories to tell and always greeted those who were part of his family with a bone-crushing hug. By the time the “kids” joined the war effort, Wrecker was confined to a wheelchair, but that didn’t stop him from playing games with the kids and being there to see Stak off the night he joined the Rebellion.

Believe it or not, Crosshair decided to open a little carnival of shooting games, everything from throwing things at targets to water guns. For the fun of it, he’d added hook-a-duck and give prizes. The former sniper also loved cooking and drawing, often experimenting in the kitchen and engaging in banter with Hunter and Wrecker. His artistic skills were something of a legend on Pabu, his keen eyes allowing him to capture the details others missed. Eventually Crosshair took up photography, capturing the beauty in both people and the simple things in life.

At some point, he “adopted” Deke, ensuring the former cadet had a family to rely on. He passed down all his skills as a sniper, unknowingly preparing him for the rebellion to come. Although reluctant to let Deke go, Crosshair would see his boy off the day he left Pabu and greeted him with a fatherly hug when he returned. The two were in constant contact through the war, with Deke never being afraid to pester his dad for advice, needing a confidence boost or a reminder of home.

Tech had quite the journey. At first he avoided almost everything to do with his life before Tantis and becoming a CX Trooper. Instead, focusing on helping (Y/N) recover and reversing the reconditioning each trooper, including himself, had been put through. For the most part, Tech recovered; although his mind remained the same, he could never steady his hands again. There were always tremors and spasms. Along the way, he’d also lost his confidence, becoming self-conscious about his scars and mismatched eyes.

Wolffe helped with the scars, while Phee and (Y/N) had worked together. Phee worked on the present and future, while Snap helped Tech process the past and became the project he wanted to fix. Eventually, Tech joined Phee on her adventures across the galaxy, reigniting their previous spark of romance. Tech and Phee would adopt Mox and eventually marry; although they’d go on all kinds of adventures, they’d always return with priceless artifacts from across the galaxy.

Sadly, Tech eventually lost his sight. No one knows for sure what happened. He’d woken up one day, and his normal golden eye was nothing but black. His cybernetic was damaged not long after, resulting in partial blurred vision. Despite losing vision, Tech still enjoyed the peaceful life on Pabu, becoming a flight instructor after retiring from going on adventures with Phee. Just like Wrecker, Crosshair, and Hunter, Tech was there to see Mox off when he joined the Rebellion, a proud smile knowing the next generation was ready to take over.

What happened to Echo and Y/N, I hear you ask?

Echo stayed on Pabu for a while, enjoying the peace and helping where possible. He was there for Cody when the reversal process started and Tech when the exceptionally minded clone allowed him to help. Likewise, when the struggles began with Fives and (Y/N), Echo was there to offer a hand.

The challenge with Snap truly started upon finding out how much she remembered. She did remember some things from the war, joining the efforts: Fox, Thorn and the Coruscant Guard, Master Plo, Wolffe, and the 104th. She remembered everything, right up to the day Fives had told her of Echo’s supposed death at the Citadel. Then nothing. Anyone she met after that point had to reintroduce themselves, hoping something, anything, would retrigger her memory of them.

Over time, other things came to light. At first, (Y/N) struggled to speak outside of a selected few repeated words: Tech, Help, Thank you, Love, Necklace, and Free. Eventually, she was able to speak almost perfectly, with a stutter and sometimes long pauses, as she took the time to allow her mind to catch up. Hunter took the time to help her speak with Tech and Wolffe's assistance.

Retrigging (Y/N)’s memory wasn’t easy. Certain words seemed to bring things back, as did actions and objects, but it didn’t always stick. Sometimes, it was as if her memory reset every night. As you can gather, Snap was never able to return to her previous role of Medic, her mind too broken to allow her to continue doing her previous job role. Although she did patch the boys up from time to time.

No one knows for sure what triggered her memory of Echo’s rescue. Every time she’d seen him before that, it was as if she didn’t know who he was. He’d introduce himself as if they were strangers. Then, one day, she recognized him. That day, her first words to him were simple enough: “You’re alive.”

Echo hadn’t smiled as much as he had done that day. To hear her utter those words, knowing she remembered something more, meant the galaxy to him. However their relationship never returned to what it was, mainly due to Echo’s guilt for what happened. He blamed himself even if no one else did, even if (Y/N) didn’t.

Instead, The pair built up a strong friendship; Snap would offer the encouragement needed to continue his fight against the empire while reminding him to stay safe; his family still needed him after all, even if he didn’t realize it.

The hardest part for Snap was relearning all she forgot, sometimes, many times over. Her family, the war ends, the fall of the republic, the Jedi purge, and even her own actions. The latter of which (Y/N) was determined to put right. Eventually succeeding, first with Cody, then Comet, Tech, after he finally deemed she was able to complete the necessary steps sufficiently, and finally Fives, with Tech assisting, and Rex along with Gregor to provide a helping hand when needed.

Of course, Wrecker kept to his word; he contacted Devika when the ship landed on Pabu. The young Senator visited at every chance, helping where she could and thanking with gifts and knowledge. When away, Devika would also call at every opportunity, updating those stowed away on the peaceful island on the goings-on of the wider galaxy.

As for retirement, Echo never really did retire; when the uprising failed, he helped Devika with her plans in the senate, eventually leading to a bigger rebellion. For the most part, the former Arc Trooper worked as an analyst and battle strategist. However, when the others retired, he remained in contact with the bad batch and the family on Pabu, along with Rex, Gregor, and Wolffe. Echo lived to see the empire fall, settling down on Coruscant when it all ended, along with Rex. However, he’d visit Pabu when able.

(Y/N) never left Pabu, instead settling on the island along with those who became her family. Although she could never aid as a medic again, she did train the next generation. And helped to raise the kids. At first, she lived with the Batch, mainly with Hunter and Tech, if only so they could keep an eye on her and help when needed. Eventually, though, she tried to live on her own, something that they all discovered was disastrous, even more so upon discovering (Y/N) no longer had the mental capacity to live alone.

By the time Mon Mothma called for the rebellion to unite, Snap was living with Fives and Comet, running a little stall at the island market, selling flowers from her little garden and handmade clothes, blankets, and trinkets. She never got tired of hearing the stories the others would tell, and although her memory never truly recovered, she still enjoyed listening to the others, whether it be about past adventures or about their day. They were her family, salvation, saviors, and rocks when she needed them most—her reason for continuing when she lost everything, including herself.

~End~

A/N - Thank you for coming on this little journey with me. May the force be with you, always x

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[thestalwartheart]

Headcanon Day: Bookish Headcanons

For headcanon day, I thought I'd focus on the books the MI6 crew like to read!

I'd love to hear everyone else's thoughts too, so leave them in the replies, reblogs or ask box if you have any you want to share ❤️

It's no secret Bond likes nature writing and nonfiction. He has every book worth having on birdwatching and sailing. He reads memoirs of explorers and adventurers. He's more picky about military memoirs, especially the bestselling paperbacks about the SAS, but he does like reading about their operations in WWI and WWII. You also can't convince me he doesn't love an old spy novel.

Q never has time to read anything that isn't on a screen, but when he does take a rare week or two of leave, he always packs a few Sci-Fi and fantasy books. Classics are good, and the more cerebral or dense the better. I think he loves stuff like The Three-Body Problem and Dune. I think he also likes nonfiction books on art and design, especially if they're technical.

Moneypenny is an eclectic reader (there's no genre she won't try once), but she wants you to know she loves a beach read and has no shame about it. She's the sort of woman who will happily bring a bottle of wine into a bathroom to sit in the tub and read for three hours. She's tried audiobooks and can't make them work. She'd rather read as a way to unwind after a long day at the office.

Mansfield, to her late husband's constant despair, could never abide poetry unless it was an epic that could be performed or interpreted in some other way than reading it (she always quite liked the Rime of the Ancient Mariner, for instance).

Tanner is a huge reader. He keeps up with the nonfiction bestseller list, and reads previews of books in The Guardian or the Times. He likes to spend his morning rides to work reading when there are no pressing emergencies. His preferred genres are politics, history and travel writing, but he has a stash of pulp horror for when he's feeling really terrible about the world and needs to check out.

Mallory, likes the classics. He doesn't get time to read anything except intelligence reports these days, but when he does, he has to know he'll love it. Also, I think he has a (not so) secret thing for Jane Austen and Agatha Christie.

I also think the Double-0s have a very warped sort of book club. They never have time to meet up properly, but they leave books in each others' desks from trips abroad. They can be in any language on any subject. Some of the agents have been so bored while recovering from injury between missions that they've learned whole languages to read these books. And they can always count on 007 finding the cheapest, pulpiest erotica around in any language.

[intercal]

LOOK intercal's desk

You see a folding picnic table that has been appropriated into a desk. After a thorough inspection, you find:

7 clothespins

headphone + mic

scissors

7 bottle caps (6x shock top, 1x the brewed abides)

1 bottle of The Brewed Abides, 1/4 full

2 dead lighters

2 living lighters (one unused)

a bunch of stolen chipotle napkins

empty which wich cup

github mug

toenail clippers

fingernail clippers

nintendo switch dock

nintendo switch controller (charging)

steam controller (unplugged)

2018 guide for Edinburgh Castle

broken clockwork pi handheld game device

corn cob pokers

packet of honey from popeye's

6 plastic forks from chipotle

a flipper zero device

CO2 monitor (1485 ppm)

empty bowl (dirty)

two plates (dirty)

a Spellmaster spell checker/calculator device (ca 1988)

2 sets of chopsticks

measuring tape

empty jar of honey

bag of pistachios

three strips of Red Vines

small leatherman multitool

bottle of Hue-Hue coffee rum (empty)

telephone

spoon

keyboard

3 monitors

mouse

various USB and 3.5mm sound cables

an ancient half-eaten package of jelly babies

tea towel

bookmarked mass-market paperback copy of Dune by Frank Herbert

What do you do? (You may LOOK at things, TAKE things, USE things, etc)

[namazunomegami]

11 and 21 for the writer ask thing!!

Omg, girl, you're a blessing!

11. Books and/or authors who influenced you the most

No doubt, Frank Herbert is the one who influenced me the most. Like, he literally changed my writing style and techniques from the basics when I read Dune. I absolutely abide his rule that "if you want to be a great writer, write about what you know best" or something along the lines. Basically, write about what you're interested in and willing to put effort in it. In Herbert's case, he was interested in how environtments change people and vice versa, to me I guess it's how people have an effect on each other and I know dysfunctonial relationships like the back of my hand.

I also like subverting tropes in the way that he did with Dune and the whole "hero's journey/chosen one" thing. And using an omnipresent/omniscient narrator, constantly switching POVs in a scene.

It's so funny but I think I should thank Tarantino for influencing me when it comes to writing dialogues. You shouldn't be afraid to put some mundane stuff when your characters are talking, and you can deliver tension with a few carefully chosen words in these mundane segments. And also building your characters through conversations, because that's how real people do when they don't know each other. I always circle back to Inglourious Basterds which is understandable, it's one of my fave movies all time but this movie is the epitome of building up tension in just dialogue alone, and the setting, the character's manerism is just spice to the whole scene.

But some of the writers here on this site are great sources of inspiration too. If I want to write a fic that makes your skin crawl, I read something from @/rush-the-stars or @/banjjakz since their writing styles will never fail to amaze me.

21. Who is/are your favorite character(s) to write?

I think Geto deserves to own a fave title for the sheer amount of shit that I wrote for him. There're countless wips that yall don't know of or won't plan on sharing.

But I like morally questionable, emotionally constipated guys who act like nothing fazes them but go soft for one person. And maybe... have crazy ways to protect them from literally anything. Or not. I have fics and wips of really shitty characters who only want to hurt the reader and they're generally delighted by their pain. But hey, don't judge me, this is a dark content blog.

Characters that can give you a bit of a psychic damage if they want to. The ones that are so complex it makes me want to pull them apart to see their layers and explore them.

To talk about my wips a lil bit, writing Alastor and Asmodeus were quite the fun! I enjoyed every single sentence that I came up with for their dialouges. For you, I really want to elaborate on what I like about writing Adam but sadly I couldn't spend enough time with his fic yet.

About readers... I like the ones who are blusterous, driven, observant, stubborn and even petty to the point to make stupid decisions because that was the only way they saw it right. Shy and inherently submissive readers (even tho that my readers are submissive in sexual situations) kinda make me feel cornered and limited.

When I was thinking about how to answer this ask, an original character, Lotte came up in my mind as my fave character to write. She's the main character of my novel and recently reread the doc (that shit deserves a massive rewrite) and I just love her so much and all the time I can spend in her head. All that pain, repressed anger, petty defiance yet the rest of her emotions are dull and muted from all the suffering she experienced. And even tho she is fucked up beyond repair, her heart is still filled with love, an almost chivalrous kind of need to protect anything that's dear to her. And the arc her character leads me through is just amazing. This is the character I love to write.

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In the aftermath of the announcement (and mishandling) of multiple aspects of the third Yogurca update “In the Shadows of the Dunes” despite the previous mishandling of the appearances and backstories of previous relevant Cookies like Scorpion Cookie, it is my duty to inform you that while I will post gameplay stats and storylines of Centipede Cookie to stay with my obligation as an information blog on Tumblr, I will not post about her further than what is in the game in terms of gameplay or storylines. I will try my best to abide by everyone’s expectations, but please respectfully tell me in an ask if I do make a mistake.

This filter will also apply to other Yogurca Cookies like Yogurt Cream Cookie, Lilac Cookie, Plain Yogurt Cookie, Scorpion Cookie, and Peppercorn Cookie. What’s already up on Baker’s Street Newsblog involving Scorpion Cookie and Lilac Cookie as of 2021 may or may not stay as is, but further information about them will be subject to this information filter. The “Sands of Yogurca” Breakout Episode will probably remain just as barren.

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Planning Your Perfect Goa Getaway: Tips and Essentials

Introduction

You need to look no further than Goa, India's crown jewel of coastal grandeur if you're searching for a vacation spot that blends sun, beach, culture, and leisure. Goa has unmatched experiences for everyone, whether you enjoy the beach, are interested in history, or desire a lively nightlife. This thorough guide will walk you through the processes of creating your ideal trip while staying at the Adamo The Bellus Hotel and give information about the nearby Calangute beach.

1. Timing Is Everything: Give yourself enough time to fully enjoy your trip to Goa. The dry season, which lasts from October to May, is the ideal time to visit. Due to the lovely weather and serene ocean, it's the perfect location for your vacation activities right now.

2. Embrace the Calangute Beach Experience: The "Queen of Beaches," Calangute Beach, offers a variety of activities. This place is lovely in every way, from the serene surf to the gentle dunes. Play exhilarating water games or relax by reading a good book and taking in the soothing sea breeze.

3. Savor Goa's Nightlife: The nightlife in Goa comes alive as soon as the sun goes down. Dance the night away at beach parties or take in the music at renowned clubs. Baga's Tito's Lane is well known for its exciting nightlife, which provides a distinctive experience.

4. Indulge in Culinary Delights: A journey to Goa isn't complete without sampling the local food. The regional food, which combines Indian and Portuguese flavors, is delectable. Every meal has a special tale to tell, from succulent seafood to sizzling curries. Don't forget to sample some feni, a native liqueur of Goa.

5. Explore Culture and Heritage: Goa is home to a wealth of historical and cultural gems. For breathtaking architecture, go to the Basilica of Bom Jesus, a structure that is listed on the UNESCO World Heritage List. Both the bustling Anjuna Flea Market and the Se Cathedral provide a window into the area's vibrant culture.

6. Safety and Respect: While admiring Goa's beauty, put your safety first by abiding by the law and protecting your possessions. If you're traveling to a sacred site, in particular, be aware of the local culture.

7. Packing Smartly: Bring light, breathable clothing to dress for the tropical climate. Don't forget to pack sunscreen, swimwear, hats, sunglasses, and a camera to capture the special moments.

8. Immerse Yourself in the Calangute Beach Vibe: The "Queen of Beaches," Calangute Beach, offers a kaleidoscope of feelings. Put your feet in the smooth sand, take in the warmth of the sun, and let the sound of the waves carry you away. Water sports are available for the daring, while those who like to relax can take in the serene beauty.

9.    Dive into Goa's Electric Nightlife: Goa's nightlife comes to life with a special intensity when nightfall falls. till the sun comes up, dance to the music at elegant clubs or beach parties. Tito's Lane in Baga is a well-known nightlife area where beach shacks permit intimate gatherings by the water.

10.  Uncover Goa's Rich Culture and Heritage: Goa is a tapestry of culture and history rather than just a collection of beaches. Visit the magnificent Basilica of Bom Jesus, which is situated in a location that has been designated by UNESCO as a World Heritage Site. While admiring the splendor of the Se Cathedral, explore the vivid tapestry of the Anjuna Flea Market.

Conclusion: Your Goa Dreams Await

Imagine yourself unwinding on pristine beaches, seeing intriguing districts, and soaking up the region's rich history as we draw to an end with our guide to planning your ideal Goa vacation. If you make thoughtful preparations and use the convenience of Adamo The Bellus Hotel, you can have the vacation of your dreams. Pack your luggage, take advantage of Goa's various attractions, and create lifelong memories amid the dunes of this enchanting coastal paradise.