Why didn't we see Felicia in Security Breach Glamstars? Was she just not there, or did you not account for her at the time?
Ah yes, a loaded question. I've been putting off replying to this because it was such a good question and also you uppercutted me with it out of nowhere
Felicia has existed for a long while now (I basically decided to do an anthology series early on, but still after the original Glamstar series had already ended)
Legitimately and time wise, Felicia isnt in the original series because she didn't exist back then. I wouldnt have introduced her as a major character then anyways because she would have taken away from Momo, and I didn't want a too-many-cooks situation in a series with a bunch of main characters already (anthology its like who cares, cause theres gonna be so many here anyways)
Lore wise, Felicia isnt there because she really had no reason to be. As you'll see once Legacy comes out, she has her own shit to deal with so she wouldnt have had much of a reason to go the Pizzaplex in the first place
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I think this is one of my favorite lines from the Wraith route because of (imo) how much the meaning changes depending on if you got there via Spectre or Nightmare.
For Spectre, it honestly strikes me as a genuine question. Why are you doing this to her? If you're on the Spectre route, you presumably already know the Narrator can't really be trusted, since you had to reject his reward to get here. What are you hoping to gain from continuing to hurt her?
For Nightmare, it honestly just makes me sad. As the Shifting Mound describes her, "She desires only companionship, but the only thing she knows is how to hurt." This line feels like a plea from someone who genuinely doesn't understand why you keep rejecting her. She wants to be with you, but she just can't understand how to do that in a way which doesn't hurt you.
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2024 reads / storygraph
A Tempest of Tea
first in a YA fantasy duology
follows a young immigrant woman in a fantasy Victorian city who runs a tearoom that doubles as an illegal bloodhouse for vampires at night
when their business is threatened, she gets a chance to save it by teaming up with her best friend, a rich girl with a talent for forgery, a vampire artist, and a mysterious city guard to do a heist to infiltrate high society and collect a logbook that may reveal the extent of the corruption in the city
fantasy city with a masked ruler, arthurian elements, themes of colonialism
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Sigewinne's just shooting bubbles at Neuvillette while he contemplates the taste of water I-
AHHHH I mean it's been stated before but he really does think of the Melusines as his children...
Neuvillette is also credited as "'Connoisseur of Teyvat's Natural Waters (Self-Proclaimed)' — Ray Chase" for this Collected Miscellany which is adorable and hillarious. He did a great job saying "boost the Bolstering Bubblebalm to an even bigger, more breathtaking size" entirely seriously. And he sounds so happy at the end too!!!
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[Excerpt from Sorrow Beyond Words: Collected Testimony of the War of Wrath, 4th Edition; ed. Elrond Peredhel. Archive of Cîw Annúminas, inaugural collection]
“Simply reaching Menegroth was a struggle. Doriath had become a twisting nightmare of overgrowth and rot and mists, as Morgoth’s power warred with the remains of the Girdle and our old songs. Ai, our home, our haven! I know the name of every holly in Region, before the exile. We found deadfalls surrounded by dozens of animals who’d lain down beside the trees and rotted before they died. Blind moose more antler than flesh staggered towards us even after a dozen arrows. Vines covered in dripping thorns reached for our eyes. The cherry trees were overladen with fruits that smelled like gangrene. Deildhod stumbled into a nest of maddened vipers, and only escaped because their tails were all tangled together into a festering mass and could hardly move. We never saw or heard a single bird. I’m amazed we lost no one in that whole push through Region. No, I speak a lie. I know how we passed through with nothing worse than scrapes. Elrond was with us, and the ghost of Melian’s love still recognized her kin.
“Esgalduin had nearly been dammed by one of Hírilorn’s fallen boles, but the bridge still held. We crossed and reached the ruined gates, wrought twice and broken twice. Within there was only darkness to be seen; we knew not what manner of horrors Morgoth had sent to infest the city, but Ingwion was unwilling to leave them at the rear of his forces as he moved north, if it could be helped. Celeborn stood at Elrond’s right and myself at his left. Far less an honor guard than the heir of Elu Thingol and Melian Besain deserved. Yet in those dark days it was all the honor we could muster. King Dior Eluchíl had known thirty-six summers when he was unrighteously slain. Queen Elwing Nimaew thirty-five when despair took her to the sea. Lord Elrond Peredhel beheld the city of Elu for the first and only time in his twenty-ninth summer.
“Elrond stood before his inheritance and Sang. He sang a lament, for the lost endless years of joy and peace, for deep halls lit by birdsong and echoing with wisdom, for the Forsaken People who awoke the forest and earth with many voices, for the works of beauty never to be seen again on this side of the sea. He sang a promise, that the glory of Menegroth will be remembered in the songs of Middle-Earth for as long as its children endure. He sang thanks, for the protection the halls granted us until it could shelter us no more. As his song at last ceased, I thought I heard nightingales answering him.
“Stars shone on his brow, and his hair glistened as the vault of night, and the memories of our once-eternal bliss in the woods of Thingol’s realm under Elbereth’s gifts arose in my mind. Let Oropher dream of a deep hall for his own; let Celeborn reign where he will at his wife’s side! I knew in my heart, as the echo of nightingale songs faded, that there was no lord or king I would ever stand beside save Elrond Elwingion.
“The living stone in which our kingdom once thrived knew his voice, and at long last laid down its burden and passed. The darkness over Menegroth was lifted, and we went forth into its corpse, and no beast or orc could stand before us. I do not sing of what we found and left behind when we cast down the bridge and gave leave for the river to flood the caves. It is not worth remembering.”
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i'm so ambivalent about frigga! on one had i think the MCU treated her very poorly and so fandom should build her up and give her some more 'oomph,' on the other hand what fandom has done with her also annoys me because it apparently decided she's the good parent to be contrasted with her husband even when they did the exact same things.
so i always have the urge to "support" her by making her problematic in one way or another. and strange. she deserves to be strange.
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Sometimes being a mother would be a compelling direction for a character to go but because she'd suck ass at it. No she wouldn't be a good mom she'd be a deadbeat
this is also true but im putting a moratorium on fandom people deciding to write about female characters becoming mother figures until they can be normal about it. exceptions can be made if the blogger in question submits to me a five page essay with sources and analysis on what would be interesting about a character being a mother figure and why they think it's more compelling than them not being a mother
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i love it when martha wells adjusts idioms involving body parts to correspond to different raksura-only body parts, even when the raksura also have the body part in the original idiom. "lift a claw" they have fingers. "get off on the wrong wingbeat" they have feet. "stick/put one's claw in" they have noses. she's like btw remember my characters are reptilian and they can fly <3
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