Here’s a cheat sheet I made for myself to know the chapter numbers for when significant HakYona Moments occurred in the Akatsuki No Yona manga. I figured I’d just share it in case anyone else finds it useful.
If some of the phrases don’t make sense it’s because I made them extra short to fit on one line in my notes app. For vague statements like “Wind tribe” I just think the whole chapter is a HakYona moment
Covers up to chapter 226
Spoilers ahead***
Movie category of the week: Disney Renaissance movies
The Disney Renaissance refers to an era from 1989-1999 during which Walt Disney Animation Studios returned to making more musical animated films that were mostly based on well-known stories, and it allowed Disney’s animated films to become powerhouse successes at the domestic and foreign box office; making much more profit than most of the other Disney films of the past eras. (x) (x)
The animated films released during this period include: The Little Mermaid (1989), The Rescuers Down Under (1990), Beauty and the Beast (1991), Aladdin (1992), The Lion King (1994), Pocahontas (1995), The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996), Hercules (1997), Mulan (1998) and Tarzan (1999).
Found my Favourite comment ever.
Amazing
Spectacular
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Bridgerton (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Anthony Bridgerton/Kate Sheffield | Kate Sharma Characters: Anthony Bridgerton, Kate Sheffield | Kate Sharma Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Related to s02 e03, and THAT flashback, the devil works hard but molly works harder Summary:
She would be a beautiful mother. Strong and fiercely protective, but so soft and nurturing as well, showering their child with love. But still, despite the joy: he remembered.
OR
The impending birth of his child forces Anthony to reexamine the night his youngest sister was born
OR
Anthony is happier than he ever thought he could be, and still he remembers
Anthony Bridgerton every single time he interacts with Kate.
So I NEED to talk to someone about Under the Oak Tree like yesterday! Anybody?
since the shang chi deleted scenes (above) aren’t on d+, here’s a list of the deleted scenes that have been uploaded onto youtube!
(bolded are my favorite ones!)
content warnings will be tagged at the beginning of each chapter
Part Twenty-Nine
Epilogue
It’s been weeks since Nesta was attacked by Tomas. And during that time Cassian has been visiting her until he finds the courage to ask her to go with him and the others to a place that he thinks will help her. Now Nesta is in the mountains struggling to find a way to tell Cassian how she feels. Even Cassian suffers from the same predicament. Then an unexpected turn of events will lead both of them in a situation where they can’t hide from each other anymore.
Also there is a slight nod to a lumberjack Cassian from @catastrophicallyinlovewithbooks and @nessiansmut.
Nesta sat in a cushioned chair reading a book in front of the crackling fire within the fireplace of Rhysand’s cabin in the mountains. It had been a month since that dreadful night Tomas attacked her. And everyday since then Cassian stopped by her apartment each evening to check on her after he got off work.
At first Nesta didn’t know what to think of his daily visits. Cassian would stop by and cook dinner for her and Elain while making sure that they had everything they needed. He would even go out shopping to buy food so they wouldn’t have to live off take-out.
Despite this it was aggravating how Cassian thought Nesta wasn’t capable of taking care of herself or her sister. So she remained quiet during those times he entered their home. Only speaking when absolutely necessary or when Cassian baited her long enough that she lost patience and finally gave in to answering him.
Sadly it seemed as though Elain and Feyre thought their eldest sister needed coddled as well. Because before she knew it Cassian was asking her to take a “break” up to the mountains with him, Mor, Feyre and Rhysand.
Nesta was half-tempted to decline the offer, but she knew if she did that it would only make everyone else more worried. In the end she agreed to go much to Cassian’s pure relief and delight.
So here she was. Safely enclosed in the warm cabin while snow flurries drifted from the sky. Outside Nesta could hear Mor, Feyre and Rhysand talking about making a trip to the village further down the mountain.
Minutes later Feyre stuck her head inside the cabin.
“Rhysand, Mor and I are going to take the vehicle to the village,” Feyre announced.
“I thought Rhysand said we had enough supplies up here to last two weeks?” Nesta flicked a page over in her book.
“We do, but it’s been a while since we have met with the villagers and we would like to catch up with a few of them before our trip is over.”
That was right. In the morning they were all heading back to Prythian before a large snowstorm was supposed to hit later tomorrow night.
“Have fun while you’re out,” Nesta said. When silence met her response she glanced up to see Feyre’s face turn somber.
“You’re supposed to be having fun too Nesta. So why don’t you get out here and enjoy the snow while we’re gone.”
Nesta shrugged non-committedly. In the past she used to enjoy the snow. Her early years were filled with happy memories of sledding and running through the frozen trees until her mother died. That was when Nesta’s childhood came to an abrupt end as their family sunk into poverty and the winter months became a frightening time where survival became toughest.
A car horn honked from outside jarring Nesta from the past. She looked outside to see Rhysand and Mor waiting in the car.
“I better run before Mor decides to drag me away. Don’t forget what I said Nesta about enjoying your time here,” Feyre turned to leave, but paused as if deciding if she should speak her next words. “And be sure to talk with Cassian.” Feyre said. “He won’t admit it aloud, but he’s worried about you Nesta. I think you both should…talk it out.”
Nesta didn’t have the chance to respond as Feyre took off across the blanket of snow toward the parked vehicle. She watched as the SUV drove down the path back toward civilization. It would be hours before Feyre and the other returned.
Quietness settled over the cabin save for the crackling fire. Nesta could almost fall asleep right there in the cushioned chair, but knowing her luck Cassian would come barging in the door like a barbarian of sorts.
She blinked. Thinking it odd that she actually hadn’t heard much from Cassian today other than this morning when she was waking up in her bed and could hear Cassian and Mor laughing in one of the other guest bedrooms.
The thought of Cassian and Mor being together made Nesta’s stomach plummet.
She tried to read her book for the next couple of hours, but she couldn’t concentrate.
Nesta pushed her book aside. No longer fond of reading at the moment and instead she settled for watching the fire flicker brightly in the fireplace. A comforting sight that Nesta gladly welcomed though it did remind her of the man who constantly occupied her mind.
Where was Cassian?
Nesta looked around the cabin searching for him, but he wasn’t in the kitchen or any other room. As she neared the backdoor Nesta heard a cracking noise from the backyard.
She peeked from a window curtain and the sight revealed left Nesta spellbound.
Cassian had removed his heavy red parka and was chopping wood in a white fitted sweater. Even through the thick material Nesta could see his muscles flex with each swing of his axe as he split pieces of wood in two.
Anytime he would bend down to toss a piece of wood into the growing pile Nesta would get the lovely sight of Cassian’s ass in form-fitted jeans. His dark hair was pulled back in a bun that did wonders for Nesta’s imagination.
What would it feel like to remove the hair tie and feel those thick strands through her fingers? Or to run her hands down his back and grip his firm cheeks?
Nesta wasn’t sure how much time had passed as she watched him. It could have been minutes or hours for all she knew as she was in the depths of her wild fantasy.
It wasn’t until Cassian wiped sweat off his brow and turned around did Nesta finally shake from her trance. Cassian blinked once in surprise and waved at Nesta with a smile on his face.
Nesta quickly dropped the curtain and touched her cheeks. They were warm. No doubt flushed in either desire or embarrassment. Probably both.
My favorite thing is that Europe is spooky because it’s old and America is spooky because it’s big
“The difference between America and England is that Americans think 100 years is a long time, while the English think 100 miles is a long way.” –Earle Hitchner
A fave of mine was always the american tales where people freaked out because ‘someone died in this house’ and all the europeans would go ‘…Yes? That would be pretty much every house over 40 years old.’
‘…My school is older than your entire town.’
‘Sorry, you think *how far* is okay to travel for a shopping trip?’
*American looks up at the beams in a country pub* ‘Uh, this place has woodworm, isn’t that a bit unsafe?’ ‘Eh, the woodworm’s 400 years old, it’s holding those beams together.’
A few years ago when I was in college I did a summer program at Cambridge aimed specifically at Americans and Canadians, and my year it was all Americans and one Australian. We ended the program with a week in Wessex, and on the last day as we all piled onto the bus in Salisbury (or Bath? I can’t remember), the professors went to the front to warn us that we wouldn’t be making any stops unless absolutely necessary. We’re headed to Heathrow to drop off anyone flying off the same day, then back to Cambridge.
“All right, it’s going to be a long bus ride, so make sure you’re prepared for that.”
We all brace ourselves. A long bus ride? How long? We’re Americans; a long bus ride for us is a minimum of six hours with the double digits perfectly plausible. We can handle a twelve hour bus ride as long as we get a bathroom break.
The answer. “Two hours.”
Oh.
English people trying to travel around Australia and wildly underestimating distance are my favourite thing
a tour guide in France told my school group that a particular cathedral wouldn’t interest us much because “it’s not very old; only from the early 1600s”
to which we had to respond that it was still older than the oldest surviving European-style buildings in our country
China is both old and big. I had some Chinese colleagues over; we were discussing whether they wanted to see the Vasa ship (hugely expensive war ship which sank on it’s maiden voyage after 12 min). They asked if it was old, I said “not THAT old” (bearing in mind they were Chinese) “it’s from the 1500s.” To my surprise they still looked impressed, nodding enthusiatically. Then I realised I’d forgotten something: “…I mean it’s from the 1500s AFTER the birth of Christ” and they went “oh, AFTER…”.
My dad’s favorite quote from various tours in Italy was “Pay no attention to the tower – it was a [scornful tone] tenth century addition.”
My last boss was Chinese, and she said when her parents came to visit her from Beijing they pronounced Chicago “A very nice village.”
Nessian
(***) (part one) You fucking tease, (part two) Just a little more, au
(part one) Love her like she should be loved, (part two) Got your back, (part three) You’re not alone, au
Pinky promise masterlist, multichapter fic
The seven of us masterlist, collection of os - next gen fic
We have to, au
Drivers license, au
Let me in, au
Jealousy, au
Kill me a thousand times, short story (coming soon!)
Feysand
My everything, au
Elucien
Little bird, au
Vamren
Don’t think about the fact that after 500 years of feeling like a worthless bastard and killing his own rapist father, Cassian is now actually brothers with a member of his found family through their mates and is planning a family of his own.
Don’t think about the fact the this must make Azriel, who also had a horrible father and has endured endless abuse, feel so left out that he thinks Elain is the only answer even though she’s mated to someone else and that his show of emotions came not out of possessiveness but a profound frustration and feeling of standing on the outside looking in at his own brothers.
Don’t think about the fact that Gwyn doesn’t even know who her father is and has lost every person she’s ever loved prior to meeting Nesta and Emerie.
Don’t think about the fact that if Azriel and Gwyn are mates not only would the Gwynriel/Nessian double dates shatter the universe, but they could have a child that ends up being Cassian and Nesta’s child’s mate thus showing that even when Azriel was questioning why he isn’t connected with his brothers the universe was pulling him to a different path for their family to come together.
Don’t think about the fact that Lucien’s entire life has been him bouncing around from tyrant to tyrant with no real sense of place or belonging and he doesn’t know that the man who murdered his lover is not truly his father.
Don’t think about the fact that Elain is sunshine and light personified and that as much as Feyre and Nesta love her she will never truly be free to explore and grow on her own if she stays sheltered in the Night Court. Don’t think about the fact that she could bloom like a tulip under the light of the Day Court and ride across the very sun.
Don’t think about the fact that Night and Day have always been the closest allies and that Lucien and Elain as High Lord and Lady of Day might be the only way that all of the courts can be united to work together (Dawn, Day, Winter, Summer, and Night are already allies but this would pull in Tamlin because despite everything he wouldn’t hurt Lucien. Eris loves his brother and has protected him once before but he’s also smart and wouldn’t even think about going against such an alliance).
Don’t think about the fact that it’s also possible Gwyn is Tamlin’s daughter and if he dies the magic might pass to her and she and Azriel become High Lady and Lord of Spring (because SJM breaks her own rules all the time lol)
Don’t think about the fact that Nesta is mother blessed and in control of the deadliest weapons in Prythian and also mated to the most feared general in history and this fucking POWER COUPLE could raise and lead a Prythian-allied army the likes of which no one could ever defeat and become the god of war and goddess of death reborn.
Just don’t think about any of that.
Hi! Here’s some awesome Nessian fic writers if you’re looking for Nessian fics! I wanted to add more, but unfortunately you can only tag 50 people in a post… I’ll definitely add on tho! Let me know if u want me to add you or if the link for your Masterlist is wrong. :)
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With the newly-released title and release date of Sarah J. Mass’s Nessian spin-off, A Court of Silver Flames, I have noticed that the YA fantasy community, or at least a good enough portion of it, has begun to become very vocal about its lack of fondness for Nesta and their displeasure at her being matched with Cassian, who they believe “deserves so much better”. As the self-proclaimed number one fan of Nesta, I have an urge, that will not go unrequited, to dispel the idea that Nesta is a terrible person.
