tales of good and evil

Title: Teen Banshee
category: teen wolf
genre: future/aged-up, spinoff, romance, angst, action/adventure
ship(s): married!stydia, married!scira, married!corason, married!liayden, aurora martin-stilinski/jessica whittemore
overall rating: T
chapter: 1- Enemy Count
chapter word count: 10.1k 
work word count: 10.1k
summary- Eight years after their second kiss, Stiles Stilinski and Lydia Martin get married.

One year after that, their only daughter, Aurora “Rory” Martin-Stilinski is born, and the Martin-Stilinski Detective Agency is up and running.

Rory’s grown up with stories of her parents’ supernatural adventures told to her at bedtime, at dinner, on car rides; tales of villains and heroes, good versus evil, and, above all, love.

After sixteen years of having only glimpses of the fairytales her hometown’s told, Rory is ready to write a story of her own- With the help of her parents, of course.

(aka: not the spinoff we’ll get, but the spinoff we deserve)

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More Fun Fairy Tale Parallels for TD

Good morning and Happy Saturday! How was everyone’s week? Great, I hope. And I hope everyone has some fun weekend plans.

So first let me say that today’s post is not particularly serious. What I mean is, as you can see by the title, these are more fairy tale parallels. But these are just small details that @sparklepoodles and I like to geek out about. There really aren’t enough of them for us to claim that tptb are actually using these Disney fairy tales as a template. Most fairy tales have similar themes (good vs. evil, true love conquers all, etc.) so we’ll naturally see a few parallels here and there for most fairy tales.

@sparklepoodles noticed these and supplied a lot of the artwork (as you’ll see below) so full creds to her. Like I said, these are mostly just fun to contemplate and I hope they make you smile this weekend.

We’ll start with Tarzan. Yes, Disney’s Tarzan. @sparklepoodles first noticed this parallel:

And it makes sense. We always like to say that Daryl is the wild man that Beth tamed. That’s pretty much the entire plot of Tarzan. In earlier seasons, we saw that Daryl really did used to run around in the jungle forest with his brother. And let’s face it: we loved Merle despite his frequent despicable-ness, but he really was an ape of a man. An interesting visual parallel, specifically for this season:

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but my dear,” he said, “you are not a story.”
“you are not a book, given to them
as a means of escape from the harsh truths
that devour this world.
you are not a beautiful set of words,
strung together only to elegantly roll
off the tongues of passers-by.
you are not a spectacular tale
of good conquers evil, of light against dark.
you are a thunderstorm,
beauty and fear in the perfect balance,
kind yet frightening,
you, my dear, are painfully real.
—  e.m.b, the painful truth of the matter

I started reading The Novel of the Century today and these two quotes lead me to believe this will be a quality book. I mean, the reviews on the back (including one from Kathyrn Grossman) SAY it’s a good book and I believe them but you know, I’m picky. 

The first: The summary of the story of Les Miserables is like a path through a forest- but the forest is as much the subject of the novel as the path.

GOOD I’m glad this is understood.

Then this bit:  That’s why Hugo’s novel remains as meaningful today as when it came out 150 years ago. It is a work of reconciliation- between the classes, but also between the conflicting currents that turn our own lives into storms. It is not a reassuring  tale of the triumph of good over evil, but a demonstration of how hard it is to be good.

I particularly like the whole conflicting currents bit, that’s a fascinating way of putting it, what with all the storylines colliding, and such. I hope the whole “how hard it is to be good” thing doesn’t develop into like “they are only good if they develop middle class values” but it doesn’t seem to be going that way, because he’s talking about how Les Mis turned societal ideas on their head, so. Fingers crossed!


In this harrowing tale of good and evil, the mild-mannered Dr. Jekyll develops a potion that unleashes his secret, inner persona—the loathsome, twisted Mr. Hyde.

4/5 stars

This book is a gift that just keeps on giving.

In both structure and content, this narrative is a work of art. From a technical perspective, it can be admired for its superb mingling of different literary devices. More important, for me at least, the story itself is a powerful depiction of some very important ideas about humanity and how we sometimes hide behind the veneer of civilisation.

Structurally, the novella crams, stuffs and presses a complete, fully-fleshed story in its scant 88 pages by using a brilliant combo of point of view changes, dialogue, flashback and epistolary components. In lesser hands, the amount of information and story contained in this tale would have required a lot more paper. In addition to being a model of conciseness, the change in style, in my opinion, added to the enjoyment of the story by allowing the reader to be more “present” during the narrative.

Content-wise, Stevenson really knocks the cover off the ball. Despite being written in 1886, this tale still stands as the archetypal fictional examination of the duality of man’s nature and the very human struggle between the civilised and primal aspects of our beings. The constrained, repressive society of the Victorian Period in which the story takes place provides the perfect back drop for the model of outward English propriety, Dr. Henry Jekyll to battle (metaphorically and literally) the darker, baser but still very human desires personified in the person of Edward Hyde. What a perfect allegory between the face people wear in public and the one they take out only in private.

Stevenson’s prose is engaging and I found myself pulled into the narrative from the beginning. I particularly enjoyed when Stevenson wrote of his characters’ reactions to being in the presence of Mr. Hyde and the palpable, pervasive but non-pinpointable sense of evil and dread that radiated from him.
Overall, this is one of those classics that lives up to its name and rightfully belongs among the highlights of Gothic fiction. I am very very pleased that i decided to read this story and I give it the highest possible recommendation.

magicamlumen  asked:

You are made of stardust and galaxies and I love you. Send this to your ten favorite people on this website. 💚💙

MARS, MARS, MARS   (   yes,  I am replying to this a million years later   )   to you, such a    beautiful    soul.  I do not    know the odds of you ever seeing this.  Maybe    b o r d e r l i n e   slim    to    none.    could    slam   you hard.  could    bash    you.    &   I don’t think you would ever know.   the possibilities.   insert   //   an image of me maliciously    twiddling my feelings.   the possibilities of    malignity   are too, too real.   to use this surge of power for   good   or   evil.   the    actual   tale before time.    what is my   a l i g n m e n t   again   ???    sighs forever. sometimes I   hate   myself for being of the    good   alignment.    damn my conscience   !!!    such a sticky, inconvenient thing    like    fungus on a window.    I love you,   MARS !!!   if you   see   this one day, then I am sorry for this   incomprehensible   ramble about nothing.    xoxo



Radio Raheem. Let me tell you the story of Right Hand, Left Hand. It’s a tale of good and evil. Hate! It was with this hand that Cane iced his brother. Love! These five fingers, they go straight to the soul of man. The right hand: the hand of love. The story of life is this: static. One hand is always fighting the other hand, and the left hand is kicking much ass. I mean, it looks like the right hand, Love is finished. But hold on, stop the presses the right hand is coming back. Yeah, he got the left hand on the ropes, now, that’s right. Yea, Boom, it’s a devastating right and Hate is hurt, he’s down. Ooh! Ooh! Left-Hand Hate KOed by Love. If I love you, I love you. But if I hate you…Mookie: there it is, Love and Hate. Raheem I love you bruh…



I think it’s interesting that in Tales of Phantasia it’s hard to tell who’s good and who’s evil.

especially since Dhaos was an emissary of peace at first and the Aselians refused to listen to him and called him a demon.

Cless and Dhaos are like mirrors, kinda like Luke and Asch. They both have blond hair and a red headband, they’re protagonist and antagonist, they would both destroy the world of the other if that means to save their own. 

and I think that makes the Phantasia cast the opposite of the Abyss cast. Because the Abyss characters tried to talk to Van over and over again, even before the final battle. The Phantasia cast on the other hand is driven by hatred and they don’t even try to talk to Dhaos. When they fight Dhaos in the future timeline they fight an entirely different Dhaos. So this Dhaos doesn’t even understand  why Cless is so pissed off. But Cless and the others don’t care because they want revenge and because they think it’s the right thing to do. So in the end, what Dhaos is doing and what Cless and the others are doing is the same thing

Emotional Despair- Moon In Libra

Those with their Moon in Libra can find that the harmony they seek, the balance they rely on can be difficult to come by when it comes to the emotional realm. The thing about this placement is that their own emotional well-being can be heavily reliant on the well-being of the ones they care for, taking others upsets and hurts for their own. The Libra Moon seeks clarity, seeks a certain amount of logic and always tries to default back to a sense of peace, yet their upsets can leave them resenting to world for not being this fairy tale world, this place where evil gets punished and good gets rewarded, because it isn’t as simple as that. I suggest that they try to categorize their own worries from the worries of those around them, that’s not saying that they should sacrifice that sense of kindness and care towards the ones they love, but rather understand where one person’s cares end and another’s begin. That way, they can understand individual remedies rather than trying to solve their whole close communities’ problems. Anything that flexes their mind will also help, especially if it is creatively inspired.

but my dear,” he said, “you are not a story.”

“you are not a book, given to them
as a means of escape from the harsh truths
that devour this world.

you are not a beautiful set of words,
strung together only to elegantly roll
off the tongues of passers-by.

you are not a spectacular tale
of good conquers evil, of light against dark.

you are a thunderstorm,
beauty and fear in the perfect balance,
kind yet frightening,
you, my dear, are painfully real.
—  the painful truth of the matter /// e.m.b.

started playing zestiria and it took me a whole five seconds to adopt a new fav

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the night circus ( erin morgenstern ) sentence starters
  • "The finest of pleasures are always the unexpected ones."
  • "That is your role, your gift."
  • "Secrets have power."
  • "People see what they wish to see."
  • "Someone needs to tell those tales."
  • "There's magic in that."
  • "Do not forget that... there are many kinds of magic, after all."
  • "Life takes us to unexpected places sometimes."
  • "The future is never set in stone, remember that."
  • "I am tired of trying to hold things together that cannot be held."
  • "I am tired of denying myself what I want for fear of breaking things I cannot fix."
  • "We lead strange lives, chasing our dreams around from place to place."
  • "There are no more battles between good and evil."
  • "There are no longer simple tales with quests and beasts and happy endings."
  • "But dreams have ways of turning into nightmares."
  • "I have tried to let you go and I cannot."
  • "I cannot stop thinking of you."
  • "I cannot stop dreaming about you."
  • "The most difficult thing to read is time."
  • "You're in the right place at the right time."
  • "I would have written you, myself."
  • "A sea of ink would not be enough."
  • "People don’t pay much attention to anything unless you give them reason to."
  • "I am not afraid of you."
  • "What did you wish for?"
  • "I couldn't tell the difference between what was real and what I wanted to be real."
  • "I have lost a part of myself as well."
  • "I think looking forward will be better than looking back."
  • "Is something wrong?"
  • "Because I do not wish to know."
  • "I prefer to remain unenlightened, to better appreciate the dark."
  • "And there are never really endings, happy or otherwise."
  • "You are breaking my heart."
  • "You keep leaving me."
  • "You leave me longing for you again and again when I would give anything for you to stay, and it is killing me."
  • "It has to kill one of us."
  • "I think I made an analogy about cake."
  • "I am haunted by the ghost of my father."
  • "It is too familiar. Too comfortable."
  • "But I'm not special."
  • "I'm not anyone important."
  • "You care enough to do what needs to be done."
  • "This is not magic."
  • "Some people can get rid of it but it’s still there."
  • "People are naive about such things."
  • "You look like a ghost."
  • "There may be decisions to make and surprises in store."
  • "I believe you have my umbrella."
  • "I am simply a bird in their midst."
  • "Well, fuck."
  • "I’m in love with her."
  • "When does it end?"
  • "Timing is a sensitive thing."
  • "I don't think there's anything wrong being a dreamer."
  • "Nothing's impossible."