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some things you should know before you make a bargain with the fae

they will never love you back. they will not give you the kind of love you want. they are not humans. they do not understand. you will weep blood and bleed tears and they will bare their pointed teeth and give you a smile. you will kill their enemies and your friends and when you stand in front of them with bloodied hands and hollow eyes they will smile with sharp lips and give you a kiss. you will carve your heart out and throw it at their feet and you will have nothing left to give. and you will never see them again. the love you hold for them is the kind that made you go mad. the love they hold for you is insubstantial, inconsequential.

they will never give you what you want. you come to ask for a cure. to see a wish granted. to prove your worth. they will take everything and leave you with nothing. you will give them all you have; what you wanted to sacrifice and what you never thought you could. because when you’re there, you will realize your wish is more important than anything you thought essential. nothing else matters: not your sweetheart, back at home, their heart is so easy to break; not your family, they never loved you like you deserve; not your life, you will get a new one, a better one, in exchange for this one. it’s all a lie, of course. you’ll know that, after; but only when it’s too late, when you’re abandoned, broken, forsaken, with no one to turn to, because you’ve destroyed everything you had. you won’t get your wish, of course.

they will never keep their word. you want to strike a bargain. the rules are clear; you are sure of it. all those stories do not apply to you, you are clever, you won’t be tricked. of course, the bargain you strike isn’t the one you think. their words are like thorns, like vines, like poison, twisting in your mind until they become unrecognizable. what they say is different from what you hear; but it’s their word that holds weight, not yours. they’re the ones who can’t lie, not you. they can lie, of course. they can lie better than you ever will. it’s in their nature; it flows with their blood; it spills with their tears. lies are woven deep in the roots of the forests they live in, they float in the air, poison the food you’ll eat. everything is a lie in Faerie; that is the only truth. they’ll keep their word, of course. but the word they give you isn’t what you think.

some things you should know while making a bargain with the fae

lace your clothes with iron, smear your hair with ash, sprinkle your lips with salt. the iron, the ash, the salt, they will not protect you; but better for them to think you have come prepared, better for them to think you dangerous. there is so little danger in Faerie for the fae, and they love a conundrum. if they think you’re a challenge, they’ll keep you alive longer, at least until they figure out how to break you.

speak as little as you can, because everything you say will be used against you. don’t smile; they will think it a threat. don’t weep; they are disgusted by weakness. never, never, never bleed; once they have your blood, you are lost, lost forever.

don’t listen to the voices. the voices, yes, the whispers that call out from between the trees, from the night sky, from the deep, deep, black ponds. don’t look up, or down, and don’t look back; keep your eyes fixed straight ahead, because the fae you’re striking a bargain with isn’t safe, but they’re safer than anything else.

your best chance is to listen and then run for your life the second they are distracted; because yes, they will be distracted: there are so many things in Faerie more interesting than a measly human like you. but you won’t run, i know. you are here for a reason, and you won’t leave until you get what you want. 

don’t be tricked by Faerie’s beauty. the world the fae live in is pure wonder, and it will seep into your mind and set roots there, poisoning it until you can’t think of anything else. but it is a beauty like a sharp dagger, like the wind on a cliff—it won’t hesitate to pierce your heart, to push you under.

don’t trust anything they say. they can see your deepest wishes, the ones you’re hiding at the bottom of your heart; but never trust them when they say they will offer you company when you’re lonely, because they will throw you into a nest of snakes. never accept when they offer to cure your sick relative, because for them, mortality is a sickness in itself. never let them heal your wounds, because you won’t survive the treatment. if they offer you anything for free, it’s a trap. if they offer you a bargain, it’s a trap.

some things you should know after you’ve made a bargain with the fae

you’re doomed. now you can dance, and smile, and weep, and enjoy yourself; kiss that pixie with the green hair, swim in the cursed waters of the moonlit lake, offer a flower to the elf who’s looking at you with sad eyes. you can jump down from the highest branches and trust that they will catch you; a swift death is a mercy you won’t be granted. you’re their newest plaything, so enjoy it while it lasts. because after they’re finished with you, you won’t really be able to enjoy anything else ever again.

you can’t escape. run, if you’re brave enough, if you’re smart enough to have come to your senses, even if it’s too late. run, if you want, it won’t change anything, but maybe you’ll anger them enough to quicken your demise. a quick, painless death is still out of your reach, but fine, run, if you wish to cut your stay in Faerie short. they’ll get bored of you more easily; a human who isn’t charmed isn’t as entertaining. so run, brave little human, dash between the trees and pretend you can’t feel them coming for you.

you won’t be the exception. sure, there was a human maiden who tricked the faerie once. she was young and clever and beautiful, and she struck a bargain and got out alive, and with what she wanted. only once, a long time ago. but since then, they have grown even more careful, even smarter, even wilier. and anyway, it isn’t like the girl’s youth and cleverness and beauty, and her trickiness and the wish she got, granted her a happy life afterwards; she had angered Faerie, and they tricked her into coming back, and they never let her go. and trust me, you don’t want that.

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“Those poor boys”

“She deserves to be punished too.”

“I’m not saying I support rape, but-”

“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”

“She put herself in harm’s way”

“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”

“She ruined their lives.”

I couldn't find this book in any free site or app, which in impressive, considering that it's the internet, but I found ​this site saying in which library find any book: https://www.worldcat.org/title/government-in-america-people-politics-and-policy/oclc/982154327?referer=di&ht=edition

i will kiss u on the lips if u can get me a copy of ap edition government in america 15th edition pdf (2011) ed by edwards wattenberg and lineberry i will write u a small drabble literally anything i have checked libgen and any other textbook site and that edition is not there

I read chapter 1 and 2 and have many thoughts about Victor's childhood and personality. Sorry for the long post.

First of all, he's first five years of life were privileged and self-centered. At the time he was a only child pampered be his rich parents, never knowing hardship. Through the chapters, he talks about how his parents were never strict, how they were nice, good people, etc.

This brings up, again, the facts that he never experienced real consequences for his actions, don't know how the real world works - believing that in the end everything always work out if you try hard enough - and see everything through the egocentric lens that he can never be wrong, everyone else just can't see his brilliance.

We can see this with his initial pursuit of knowledge about the Natural Sciences. He became interested in alchemy and don't believe his father about the lack veracity in this studies. He persists in this journey to the elixir of eternal life, seeking fame, but never stops to reflect what this discovery could mean to the world in its practical application.

He just stops when after receiving irrevocable proof that his scientific branch is wrong. This first disappointment's already too much to his ego, and instead of just correcting himself, he completely abandons the Natural Sciences as if it personally insulted him and his world view.

You can also see Victor's egocentrism from how, even though we learn he has a younger brother, he never tell us his brother's name and he never features in his stories of childhood. This brothers existence challenge his belief of being the center of his family, the center of his everything, so, therefore, is discarded.

We could talk, also, about how his relationship and thoughts about Elizabeth differ from his relationship and thoughts about his brother. He don't see Elizabeth as his own person, or even as family, not really. Ever since his mother presented her as "a gift" to him, that's how he views Elizabeth. She is but a extension of Victor, how he sees her is just a reflection of how he sees himself She's, like him, perfect in everyway and, as his present, every compliment she receives is a compliment to him, his "owner". Because that's what we do with objects that belong to us, if someone says: "I like your bracelet" the correct responde would be "thanks", because this person isn't really complimenting the bracelet, but its owner.

I'm stopping here, thanks for reading.

weirdy from the hollow had it figured out. be purple and morally ambiguous and create problems on purpose. all there is to life.

rewatching kipo and the age of wonderbeasts...

emperor belos dr. emilia

🤝🏼

kill their brother because of what they believe

During the pandemic I lost my reading habit, I became depressed and lost the ability to focus in books.

After lots of therapy, this year I decided restart that habit. I already read 3 books about academic or philosophic discussions, so I decided that it's time to read some fiction now.

All this is to say that I'm reading Frankenstein by Mary Shelley for the first time and will be live blogging about it.

I feel like a lot of people don’t want to ask questions they have about gender/sexuality to LGBT people because they don’t want to offend them because we talk about cishet people asking stupid or intrusive questions a lot

But actually when you’re questioning it’s really helpful to be able to ask some ‘stupid’ questions although you’re too afraid to

So can y'all LGBTQIA+ people reblog this if you’re totally fine with people asking questions about your gender/sexuality, as long as they do so respectfully

Huffleclaw/Ravenpuff House Moodboard

It's bc unlikely 11yo they have a personality

Aziraphale and Crowley is a Slitherpuff ship!

Well, yes, i think so too. But just based on some of their traits, i think. On the other hand Az could be a Ravenclaw too. I really cant tell which house would fit their personality