World of Fae

From the start, CC was an infodump of worldbuilding. Absolute mess of information, and for some people that was great and for others it was meh. There is no denying that the worldbuilding in CC felt like she was playing with that and seeing how it went.

But we've been going with acotar for years now, 4.5 books, and all of a sudden we are going from "*shrug* idk it's the Mother or something" to an 800-page treatise on the history and magic of Prythian?

What the fuck?

And the fact that in this video, every example she had of "hints" being planted beforehand were from ACOSF. This has not been planned from the beginning, this clearly came out of nowhere (the Dread Trove and Gwydion were never mentioned before acosf, and if anyone can find foreshadowing of them then I congratulate you) as an exercise in "what if I did this". She decided to make these connections later on, and then said "hm, what do I have so far and how can I make it gain relevance that it never had before?"

Dec, Flynn and Ithan: *set free three fire sprites and a dragon illegally in their home*

Ruhn:

So… Today was kind of shit, but I’ve stress sewn all I can for the evening, so here’s the next chapter. *jazz hands* 

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Aelin Galathynius Aims Her Sights on the Southern Continent.

“Good evening, Antica!” Aelin screams into the stadium. A semicircle wall of cellphone lights shines down at her, and Aelin can almost believe she was out in the country somewhere watching the night sky, if not for the way those stars were screaming back at her.

She laughs bright and happy. “It’s nice to see you, too.”

Aelin walks along the edge of the stage, close enough to make eye contact with those upfront but far enough away to avoid being grabbed. It’s a twisted thing, wanting these people to love her and enjoy her presence while also afraid of those consequences. But Aelin’s never forgotten about The Cadre show when security had to pry her ankle out of a man’s grasp in the middle of Teenage Dirtbag.

“So, if you don’t know, my name is Aelin.” She smiles at the cheering. “Good. That could’ve gone really awkward.” A little laugh. “I know you all don’t think that happens to me, but it totally does.” 

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Author’s Note: CHAPTER 50? I was in denial the whole time I wrote this chapter that we’ve reached to such a milestone… Boy, did I throw my outline out or what? I don’t know how authors write books capped at like 60k, but I guess this story could qualify for more than one book at this point… What a ride either way!

Oh, and this chapter is 8500+ words. As a treat. So, you know, don’t start it if you’ve got somewhere to be. Thank you all for reading. I’m so thankful for all of your reactions and theories and lovely words. Okay, okay. On with the story.

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Aelin Galathynius’s Camp Declines to Confirm Relationship with Rowan Whitethorn.

As the days go by, the media soon forgets about Aelin’s temper tantrum and meeting with Havilliard Sr. The memory doesn’t fade for Aelin, though, haunting her in the back of her mind. The paperwork Dorian’s father promised her has yet to arrive, and Aelin doesn’t know whether to rejoice about the fact that he finally took the hint or panic because he finally took the hint.

Despite her worries, Aelin manages to have a fantastic couple of weeks by sticking to her promise not to let assholes ruin her good days. Dear Society is doing fantastic, and Aelin finds herself very excited to get out on tour to see her fans. It’s been too long; though, somehow, she also feels that it hasn’t been long enough.

Aelin’s enjoyed being home in Doranelle, and she wouldn’t be disappointed about getting to spend a little bit more time there in her hometown, wasting the days with her family and friends. With Rowan and Thea. Aelin practically lives at their apartment these days, spending bright, happy days with Thea and long, warm nights tangled with Rowan.

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Aelin Galathynius Livestreams, Performing Hit Single Light On for Fans from Her Doranelle Home.

“It’s a great album, Ae,” Rowan tells her with a smile as they watch Thea dance her little heart out. He lets out a breath of a laugh, eyes crinkling with a fondness for his daughter. “Well, what we’ve managed to hear of it, anyway. Maybe we shouldn’t have invited Thea to the listening party.”

His smile is conspiratorial. Thea somehow managed to hijack control of the sound system from the adults shortly after starting the album, and the little girl seems very happy with replaying a song a few times before moving on to another when she gets bored.

I hear the thunder coming down, won’t you rain on me? Rain on me I hear the thunder coming down, won’t you rain on me? Rain on me

Rescued dove learns to eat by watching others. No more force feeding! 

People not liking Biden as the presidential candidate

People not liking Kamala Harris as the Vice President candidate

People wishing there were better candidates running

Things I’m not okay:

People claiming that a candidate they don’t like is as bad as a racist, sexist, classist, self obsessed, facist sex offender with ties to fucking Nazis, who has engaged in blatant nepotism, who has sent armed forces to put down peaceful protests, and who has spread misinformation during a fucking worldwide pandemic

Look. I get it. You don’t have to like Biden and Harris. They’re both flawed individuals. But the choice between Biden and Trump isn’t a matter of just politics anymore. It’s a matter of taking our country back from the hyper-conservative sociopaths that currently have a death grip on our nation. Trump and his entire administration have spent 4 years lying to and manipulating the citizens they were charged with defending and leading. Because all Trump has and will ever care about is himself and his wealth.

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ok…

I wanted to draw this scene so much. But as usual I don’t like the result. I haven’t been drawing for a long time because I feel bad when I draw. My level is always the same and I see no improvement. But I’m spending a lot of time doing this fanart so I would like to share this beautiful moment in the book with you !

He'd be 91 if he were alive today