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Hey y’all!! I’m switching blogs for Zselyke and I’m just going to give my url to those who are interest atm  please message me if you are! 

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Hey y’all!! I’m switching blogs for Zselyke and I’m just going to give my url to those who are interest atm  please message me if you are! 

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Hey y’all!! I’m switching blogs for Zselyke and I’m just going to give my url to those who are interest atm  please message me if you are! 

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“They’re telling me I can’t have paprika in any of the meals,”

“I can’t get married under these conditions—” It’s over, the wedding is over everyone.

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i dont know if you know but your links seem broken!!

oh shoot!! I didn’t know ;v; 

I’ll do my best to fix it as soon as I can, I’m so sorry about that aaa

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how to pronounce R

English: curl your tongue upwards Hungarian: roll your tongue (kind of like you’re trying to imitate the sound of a jack hammer)

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@severnayastolitsa // interaction

“Uh I think you're supposed to rope them in—” She said out loud as she read the instructions from How to Catch a Wild Horse’s WikiHow, “He looks nice, so I don’t think he’ll stomp on you!” 

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@sininensalo // interaction

“Jaakko, let’s be real here — I can totally jump off that tree and land in the snow without no problem.” She said from the tree, ready to fall back. “Trust me! I got this,” Once Zselyke fell back and heard a loud thud as she landed, she stood still and didn’t move a muscle.

“I still don’t regret doing that!”

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“I can’t believe you’re actually going to do that—” There was a long pause, “If you die, can I have your French press?”

@infinityy-rp​ // interaction

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( ooc ). Hello friends! Please like this if you want something short from Zselyke (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

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@konigreich

This is supposed to our wedding day. Why did we invite all these people?

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Zselyke’s Childhood | Accepting 

Because I’m so dramatic and it’s really long so yeah here we go ( it’s long because I’ve been thinking about it for awhile + it’s 1am so my writing is bad ) btw, this was inspired by the covenant of the blood that Árpád did with the Magyars + Kabars in order to establish the Hungarian nation jsyk 

Sometimes the feeling of death comes closer than one could think. Boglárka was nothing more than a mere child as she watched the man who raised her to tell that it was finally the day she would take over what he began. The days of her grandfather were coming to a close as she noticed that his body has grown weaker and noticed that she has grown stronger. 

Her eyes we weary and cautious as she entered the yurt, the shamans all faced her, bowing slightly once she entered. It was all confusing and she was unsure she understood what exactly was going to happen, but she had an idea. 

Everything became unsettling, she was the granddaughter of the Great Magyar. That’s who she was! She was nothing more or nothing less, but to the Magyars and Kabars, this was not the case. This was her destiny and it was her time. 

The whole room became silent as her grandfather motioned her to sit down, she did exactly what he said without a fight. She bit the insides of her cheeks as she watched her grandfather bring out the knife that he used in many conquests before. His shaking hands were painful to watch and seeing him announced to her that she was will become a place called Mogyër and now changing her name to Gyöngy in honor of her adulthood. She gulped as she taken the knife out of his hand and looked around the room, hoping someone was going to detest this. Boglárka wasn’t ready, she can’t be! Though, she had no choice. 

Grabbing the knife with one hand; the young woman stuck out her right forearm and looked at her grandfather one last time. She held the sharp blade against her skin and slide it past her arm, watching red droplets escape and falling to the ground. She had to keep face because this was an honorable ritual and she couldn’t let her grandfather down. 

Slowly she turned her arm and let the blood trickle to the north, south, east, and west. Ensuring him that she will take care of everything that he had worked for all these years. Turning back to her seat, she moved over and let the blood drip into a cup that had a mixture of wine. Her hand returned the knife to her grandfather as he followed suit, putting the last bit of his pride into a cup.

Her heart stopped as she saw him pick up the cup and drink out of it, then handing it to her. Her lips were pressed on the cup and tasted the bitterness of the wine and blood mixed together. Though from that sip alone, Boglárka heard a thud and gasps filling the air. He said it was going to be okay, that nothing was going to happen to him.

“No!” She screamed as she threw the cup down and rushed over the table to see her grandfather lying on the ground. Her breathing stopped and her thoughts were fumbled as she picked his head up and felt the hot tears running down her cheek. “You promised me you won’t go, you said it was supposed to be painless,” Boglárka said as she bent down to press her head against his. “You can’t leave me! No! You can’t go, not now! Please don’t leave me alone,” Her scream became louder and louder as she realized that he wasn’t coming back. 

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Send 🎠 for one of my muse’s childhood memories

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( ooc ). So lately, I have taken a huge liking to Hungarian folk music, so I did a little bit of research and there have been findings that the musical style is similar to chinese and mongolian style of music and distinctive from other European folk music.  

i mean its so energetic to listen to!!

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“Do you think you’re the only one that is having a hard time?” (From Roderich)

angst starter | accepting 

“Stop it, stop it, stop it!” The Hungarians voice echoed in in their bedroom, her hands grasped the fabric of her dress tightly as she watched Roderich with weary eyes. Zselyke was getting tired of Roderich’s games and that he should be felt sorrier for because everything has been upon "his shoulders.’” Each word that came out of his mouth, her heart sank more but her temper only rose. 

“Can I be selfish for one second!? Am I not allowed to feel at all now, Roderich?” She asked with a tone so filled with anger, that she no longer cared who heard from outside the bedroom’s door. One can hear the click of her heel as she stomped against the wooden floor to be faced-to-faced with Roderich. “Do you really think you’re having such a rough time? Do you honestly think you’re the one hurting more than I am?” She gulped as she pursed her lip to continue, “I have suffered for you, I have given up my entire life and my people for you! And for what? Because you lost in war and want petty revenge!” Her eyes were glued on him, expecting an answer to come out, though the silence killed her. “Tell me I’m wrong then!” 

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MISCELLANEOUS / ANGST STARTER SENTENCES.

“Are you asleep?”

“Are you done?”

“Can I stay here?”

“Do you think you’re the only one that is having a hard time?”

“Do you think you’re the only one with family issues?”

“Don’t assume I know how you feel.”

“I always made you think your feelings for me were totally one-sided…that wasn’t true.”

“I am done with you.”

“I am still standing here.”

“I can’t do this anymore—at least not now.”

“I didn’t tell you because I was afraid I was going to lose you.”

“I don’t know why you’re mad at me!”

“I don’t want to be alone tonight.”

“I feel like an idiot—I stuck up for you against everyone!”

“I hated you for what you did to me—I hated you!”

“I have loved you for half my life, but I’m done running after you.”

“I have stood by you through everything!”

“I just thought you should know.”

“I know you’re good at what you do.”

“I loved her as more than a friend, and I never had the chance to tell her.”

“I should have said something that night, but I didn’t.”

“I wasted so much time on you.”

“It’s hard to remember a time when I was actually in love with you.”

“I’m done trying.”

“I’m going to make it right.”

“I’m not coming back.”

“I’m sorry!”

“I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”

“Screw you.”

“Tell me that you’re hurt.”

“Right, because this is my fault.”

“This isn’t you.”

“We do not belong together.”

“We’re done here.”

“Why are you telling me this now?”

“You are still blaming everybody but yourself.”

“You are unbelievable.”

“You could tell me not to go.”

“You don’t have to say anything.”

“You don’t know anything about me, really, and I don’t know anything about you.”

“You had four months to decide!”

“You have no idea what I’m going through.”

“You know exactly how I feel.”

“You were the hardest one to leave behind.”

“You’re right, this isn’t working.”

“You’re the one who messed up in the first place.”

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Keira Knightley in The Aftermath (2019) dir. James Kent