maybe egypt

just in case you guys weren’t aware, a terrorist attack happened in egypt in northern sinai during prayer in a mosque. 235 people have died so far while another 109 are injured. after initial explosions, gunmen opened fired in the mosque as people fleed and at ambulances.

no group has claimed responsiblity but it bears the trademark of ISIS.

source: Egypt: Hundreds dead as mosque attackers gun down fleeing worshipers - CNN

edit: the death toll is over 300 (305 people have died, included in that number are 27 children) and 128 people are injured

this happened on Black Friday, for everyone wondering

Expectant - Request

Requested by anon:  could you do a Reader x Sherlock where she finds out she’s expecting and Sherlock has no idea how to react for awhile? Thank you :-)
Also, another anon requested for a fluffy one with Sherlock so…

Summary: (Y/N) is acting strange, and Sherlock notices. She ends up confessing the truth and… He struggles to find the words.

Pairing: Sherlock x reader

Warnings: Bit of angst (not really) because of Sherlock’s reaction. Also, fluffy.

Word count: 2,807

A/N: My Sherlock feels are rising like the fenix rises from the ashes, THANKS! This is fluffy and cheesy and I love it, hope you do too. Remember feedback is highly appreciated.


Originally posted by xthismeanswar

London had never been quieter. Not a single criminal dared to show up in the past week – or at least not one Sherlock cared about.

With his fiddle in hand and a melody on his head, Sherlock played for hours and hours throughout the morning. His feet with move along the music as he followed his girlfriend around the flat, making sure to keep his eyes on her at every moment.

(Y/N) was tiding it up a little since neither Sherlock nor John would do it.

“You know you don’t have to do that.” Sherlock spoke as he waltzed his way closer to her.

“I know, I just… Need to kill time, I guess.” Sherlock tilted his head.

“Anxiety?” She shook her head.

“Maybe I’m just bored.” Sherlock smiled warmly at her.

“I knew I wasn’t the only one getting bored here.” He said.

“Bored? You?” (Y/N) let out a fake laugh, “As far as I can tell you’re having a blast with your instrument.”

Sherlock didn’t reply with words but rather changing the tune to a faster one.

“Show off.” She hissed jokingly and moved to his room, where she picked up the dirty clothes and dusted the furniture.

Sherlock couldn’t help but to notice something strange in her. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it because it was such a slight change in her – and a good kind of change – that deducing it would take him hours. And that’s why he was following her.

She was resplendent yet she looked tired. “Why are you tired?”

(Y/N) looked up at him; she had been dragged out of her thoughts. “Sorry?”

“Why are you tired?” Sherlock repeated, “Last night we did… We did sleep late but we always do.”

“Maybe it’s all this cleaning.” (Y/N) suggested.

“You’ve followed me on cases that could get anyone tired after five minutes without even flinching, it’s not the cleaning.” Sherlock observed. He stopped playing and stood still, following her every move.

“Maybe I’m getting old.” Sherlock lifted an eyebrow.

“Impossible.” He stated, “If you were getting old I would be too and I’m feeling great.”

“We are getting old.” She emphasized, “With each second that passes.”

Sherlock sighed heavily and continued to play. (Y/N) excused herself and left to the bathroom. It was the fifth time she went and it wasn’t even close to mid-day.

Sherlock stopped playing once again and walked back to the living room where John was sitting and reading a newspaper.

“There’s something off about her.” Sherlock whispered without even looking at his friend but rather keeping his ice blue eyes glued to the bathroom door.

Watson, who knew exactly what was going on, shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and changed the page. He had been pretending to read the whole morning, for he knew it would be impossible for him not to react.

“You’ve read this newspaper three times already.” Sherlock observed.

“I like to re-read… Make sure everything sticks to my mind.” John replied.

“Guess that’s a method that works for common minds.” John couldn’t help but to roll his eyes, “But honestly, John, can’t you see? There’s something off about her.”

“She’s your girlfriend, Sherlock, not mine.” John beamed.

“She’s your friend, and you’re a doctor.” John sighed and scratched the corner of his eyes.

“She’s not sick.”

“How can you tell?” John inquired, “Did you check her body temperature? Her blood pressure? Her…”

“She’s fine!” John assured. Sherlock, of course, didn’t buy it and waited patiently for her to get out.

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Why is no one talking about the fact that The Book of Breathings in ACOMAF is named after the Egyptian Book of Breathings which, consequently, are several late, ancient Egyptian funerary texts that is intended to enable deceased people to exist in the afterlife. I mean this seems kind of an important clue. maybe? 

In ancient Egypt  “breathing” was a metaphorical term for all the aspects of life that the deceased hoped to experience again in the afterlife.

Could the book Feyre has actually be related to this same idea? 

The first piece that Feyre, well she basically steals it, and that half of the book says the following: “hello liar” “Will you read me?” to which Feyre responds “NO” the book then says “Unmade and Made; Made and Unmade–that is the cycle. Like calls to like”. Then it calls her “Cursebreaker” The first half of the book is described as cold, cunning, heartless.

The Second half of the book comes to Feyre from a sympathetic mortal queen it sings to her: Life and death and rebirth, Sun and moon and dark, Rot and bloom and bones, Hello, Sweet thing. Hello, lady of night. Hello, princess of decay. Hello, fanged beast and trembling fawn. Love me, touch me, sing me. This half of the book is described as Madness, Chaos, Disorder, and Lawlessness, Joy and Despair.

When Feyre takes the Book of Breathings with her to nullify the cauldron the book has this to say: “Sweet-tongued liar, lady of many faces—You see now, princess of carrion–you see what you must do”

This book is the only one that can nullify the Cauldron and apart each half could be said to represent a different side of creation and together it would represent the whole of creation.

The Cauldron is described as “absence, and presence. Darkness and whatever the darkness had come from. But NOT LIFE. Not joy or light or hope”. 

Does the Cauldron then represent death and the afterlife? When Feyre is telling the Bone Carver about where she went after she died she describes darkness. She said “There was nothing in the dark, but that it was not frightening.”

Feyre has already died once and been reborn, remade, from the powers of the 7 High Lords. What if those 7 High Lords each represent the 7 Gods of the Underworld/Afterlife. What if being remade by all 7 of them makes her the only person not just able to read the Book of Breathings but to truly command the Cauldron as well. 

You can not have life without death, you cannot have death without life the two are inextricably intertwined together. Yet for us mortals and the fae alike there is a moment, a bridge between the two that we must pass over to reach the other side of our existence from life to death. What if Feyre has become that bridge?

The Book of Breathings says 4 times to Feyre “Take us home” It tells her it must be “joined together”. 

I don’t know I’m just speculating at this point so if ya’ll have any ideas you wanna throw my way or you have a different spin feel free to jump in.

consequently the first chapter in the third book A court of Wings and Ruin is titled Princess of Carrion.

@propshophannah @teamfeyre @crochanblackbeak @princevvhitethorn @hermajestymanon

anonymous asked:

So about that post with the YGO cast all in skirts....What style would they wear? I'm thinking Yugi would sport the punkish plaid type w/lots of chains and belts.

So something like this for Yugi?

Oh yes he would wear that. With ripped fishnets and boots that look like they weigh more than he does

I like to picture Atem both in simple white dresses that look kind of like the tunics he had in Egypt (maybe our boy gets nostalgic for what his old home was like) but also imagine him in some goth dresses. The black and purple ones would look cool af with his hair.

Tell me he wouldn’t rock that. Also, boots with heels

Kaiba could totally do a skirt version of that white suit he wears sometimes, it’d look great as office clothes. I also totally see him with a full leather dress. Picture him in this:

and with that dress he wears his usual arm belts. His look

Marik is a leather miniskirt + crop top dude. Some shorter version of his old purple shirt, maybe like this

and a miniskirt that is outrageously short. And heels. And golden accessories. Boy would rock the sexy look

And then Ryou would be one for goth dresses too. The biggest goth princess.

This is so what he would wear. Ryou goes shopping for dresses with Atem and Yugi. Maybe they lend each other stuff every once in a while

This is what I have so far, I’d love to hear if you have more ideas for them or also for the other guys of the cast

(All images found on Google)

meanwhile, in another part of Egypt…
Stacie: Maybe… Maybe we shouldn’t let them go alone. Just think about all the things that could happen to them…
Katja: Honey, we prefer to lay down and sunbathe while they prefer to have some fun and explore Al Simhara. True, they aren’t 100 % safe, but it’s bright daylight, if something happens to them I’m sure people are there to help. And besides, they promised not to go anywhere that could be dangerous. Just relax.

Finally I’m done with this one. I wanted to explore Toffee’s clothing (and with this Septarian culture) since I saw that post . So, yeah I kinda mixed Byzantine, Indian, Chinese and Ancient Egypt (and maybe some more) stylies together.

Hetalia Ancients React to Christmas
  • Rome: it's that time of year again! I can't wait to celebrate!
  • Greece: you mean the time when you killed Jesus?
  • Rome: I didn't kill him on this day! But I thought he was born in the summer...
  • Gaul: I don't know, you killed him. You should at least know his birthday before you kill him.
  • China: poor Jesus, he was a good guy. He was so nice when I met him-aru. Then again, so was Moses, Muhammad, and Buddha.
  • Persia: they were... But the Abbasid Empire was annoying with their rules though.
  • China: anyways, Christmas in my home is good and stuff, but it's more festive in Hong Kong. But, Christmas trees go in flames in my house, so they're not allowed in cities...
  • Scandia: but aren't they supposed to be like that?
  • Britannia: what?
  • Scandia: I heard that this Christmas tree tradition came from my Norse myth. It said that Vikings cut down the same tree, then decorate it with the heads of their dead enemies, then set the tree ablaze and chant around it.
  • Rome: ...
  • Germania: ...
  • Britannia: ... COOL! So no wonder everyone loves Christmas!
  • China: I don't think that's the reason.
  • Greece: I guess the Christmas lights are the fire and the ornaments are the decapitated heads...
  • Britannia: I heard that they have this thing called 'Gingerbread men'. You know, this came from my Celtic tradition where we get a person to be sacrificed, burn them until they're brown, then eat them! It's so cool!
  • China: ... What.
  • Rome: hey, it's like that guy called Cannibal from Carthage's house!
  • Aestii: on another topic, I was wondering if it's considered stalking or just scary if Santa comes to your house at night...
  • Rome: I always wonder that.
  • Egypt: maybe we could sacrifice him.
  • Persia: I don't think we should do that.
  • Greece: I don't get why Christmas is such a festive thing with these descriptions...
  • China: it's more festive now, let's just wait until December 25th-aru!
  • Iberia: yeah, let's go!
  • Pontus: okay then, I hope it's better than it sounds...
  • Yeah... These facts are true (except of the Santa one, cuz that's a thought ;))... If you want, you can look it up! Merry Early Christmas!:

goldenazk  asked:

Hi Sabre, I just love your master lists and your The Prize is just amazing...I have two really special questions: 1) do you know about some stony fic with ancient Egypt AU - maybe something like Tony as pharaoh and Steve as soldier, concubine or vice versa 2)Tony breaks up with Steve (not vice versa) and Steve is very depressed but after some time Tony realizes that he can’t live without Steve and then they get back together with happy ending and lot of fluff..Thank you

I don’t know any Egyptian AUs.  Maybe someone can help?

As for the second request…unfortunately, nothing that specific except, well, Catching Lightning in a Bottle kind of fits that? There are a number of Breaking Up & Making Up fics that might have some of that…Here are a few suggestions and if anyone has other ideas, please feel free to add them:

Modern Love by @captainneverever and fictionforlife:  Tony drifts into a relationship with Steve after a one night stand. He thinks that Steve is modern and well adjusted to the 21st century but finds that Steve is old-fashioned in unexpected ways.

Just Like Starting Over by @georgygirl-247:  Seven years ago, Steve broke up with Tony because he thought it was the Right Thing to Do™ for both of them.But he never asked Tony.And now it’s seven years later, and Tony has decided to very publicly remind Steve of a promise he made to him once upon a time.Or, Steve and Tony dated in college, broke up, and now Tony wants Steve back again.

Full Disclosure Not Required (But Appreciated) by @potrix-the-queerschlaeger: The one where Steve knows more than he lets on, Tony knows less than he pretends, Clint has a big mouth, Bucky is a little shit, and everyone learns why keeping secrets never ends well.Almost never, anyway.

He’s My Sun, He Makes Me Shine Like Diamonds by @tonystarkssnipples:   Set five years after “Hot Summer Nights”. Steve and Tony are seniors in college. When they break up, Tony turns into a mess and their friends attempt to put him back together in the only way they know how. That’s not what Tony needs. Tony needs Steve, and he doesn’t know how to say it. He goes on a self destructive path in his attempts to cope with losing his best friend.