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[casimirtully]

A COURT OF ENDLESS RIVERS: A Masterlist of Wanted Connections for The Riverlands. 

all houses, characters, plots, etc. are open to change and discussion. we encourage diverse and unique cultures for this region, and this list will be updated periodically. 

The Riverlands is one of the most expansive regions of Westeros and is highlighted by its network of rivers, luscious plains, plentiful forests, and abundance of fertile soil. Though the origins of the region share ancestral roots with Brightwater Keep of The Reach, The Riverlands is widely known for its many intermingling cultures. Bordering every kingdom save for Dorne, it is known as The Heart of Westeros, and functions historically as both a crossroads for war as well as a point of immigration from regions in Westeros and abroad. The Riverlands is one of the more tolerant kingdoms of Westeros in regards to culture, religion, etc. 

The Riverlands’s current monarch is Casimir of House Tully, the First of His Name, King of the Riverlands, Lord Paramount of The Trident, and Warden of The Heart. He rules from his seat in Riverrun. 

HOUSE BLACKWOOD of RAVENTREE HALL

the lords and ladies of Raventree Hall are cousins to both the Tullys of Riverrun and the Starks of Winterfell, making them related to two royal houses directly by blood. the Blackwoods have high tensions with House Bracken, as both houses could have staked a claim to the Riverlands during the short unstable period after Grover Tully’s death when he legitimized Cian and Casimir left for Essos. (note: the current Stark’s mother was a Blackwood, as was the mother of Late King Grover Tully, the father of the current Tullys. they are first cousins to the Starks and second cousins to the Tullys.) 

OPEN Lord of House Blackwood, Hand of The King to Casimir Tully.

 Appointed to this position after the betrayal and debated murder/suicide of the former Hand of the King and eldest legitimate Tully child, Princess Emilee Tully. 

OPEN Lord(s) of House Blackwood 

OPEN Lady(s) of House Blackwood 

HOUSE MOOTON of MAIDENPOOL 

the current Mootons of Maidenpool are distantly related to the Tullys of Riverrun. Maidenpool was founded by an adventurer named Bharro Xhaar, and shares roots and culture with that of The Summer Isles. They have dealings in The Red District.  (note: the current Tully’s mother was a Mooton, though from a distant cadet branch.) 

Lord Jalabhar Qo (Qorban) Mooton, Master of Whispers 

Lord Qorban was warded often with the Tullys at Riverrun, and is one of King Casimir’s most trusted confidants.

OPEN Lady of House Mooton, 27, Second to Lord Qorban

OPEN Lady of House Mooton

OPEN Lady of House Mooton

OPEN Cousin of House Mooton, a smuggler of illicit goods

HOUSE FREY of THE TWINS 

the lords and ladies of House Frey are one of the most wealthy houses in The Riverlands, and notably better off than even House Tully. they deal primarily in illegal weapons trade in The Red District, as well as other business involving taxation and The Neck, and provided a large deal of coin and arms to the Tully Army during the Dance. it is rumored the Freys of The Twins blackmailed their way onto the Small Council. 

OPEN Ruling Lord Frey, Master of Coin 

The Master of Coin has historical tension with King Casimir Tully, having supported the claim of Late King Cian Tully, Casimir’s legitimized bastard brother. 

OPEN Lord(s) of House Frey 

OPEN Lady(s) of House Frey 

HOUSE MALLISTER of SEAGARD 

the lords and ladies of House Mallister practice The Old Way and have Rhoynish roots, similar to Houses Redwyne, Oakheart, and Rowan of The Reach, Houses Marbrand and Westerling of The Westerlands, and House Manderly of The North. the Mallisters control the largest naval force in The Riverlands, and deal in both shipwork and trade. The Mallisters via an incident with Lord Zakariya have tensions with Lys. (note: the Mallisters are cousins with the Marbrands of The Westerlands, as their mother was a Marbrand.)

Ruling Lord Zakariya Ibrahim Mallister, Master of Ships

Lady Emira Adja Mallister

OPEN Lord Mallister

OPEN Lady Mallister

HOUSE BRACKEN of STONE HEDGE

the lords and ladies of House Braken are a wealthy House of The Riverlands. They have high tensions with House Blackwood, as both houses could have staked a claim to the Riverlands during the short unstable period after Grover Tully’s death when he legitimized Cian and Casimir left for Essos. (note: the Brackens allegedly planned to have Late King Cian assassinated prior to his crowning so that they could take the throne, but there has yet to be proof.)

OPEN Ruling Lord of House Bracken, Master of Law

OPEN Lord(s) of House Bracken

OPEN Lady(s) of House Bracken

HOUSE VANCE of WAYFARER’S REST 

OPEN Ruling Lord Vance

Ser Altair Vance, Lord Commander Of The Kingsguard, Former Second Son

OPEN Lord Vance

OPEN Lady Vance

MISC

OPEN Ambassador of The Riverlands

OPEN Archmaester of The Riverlands

OPEN Second Sons, who traveled with Casimir from Essos under contract

OPEN Artisans, traders, smugglers, etc of The River Market

OPEN Knights of The Kingsguard

[druid-for-hire]

[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled "immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]

a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”

[canonkiller]

but you can't keep holding on like this.

[askfordoodles]

btw, just putting it out there that my hope for the Helluva Boss endgame is Stolas abdicating his Royal title and privileges and going to live with Blitzø and working for IMP as their accountant.

Clearly, they have a lot of paperwork that they currently push onto one of their assassins (Full Moon) and Stolas has been established as a nerd who loves reading loads of boring paperwork (Oops).

It would also tie in nicely with the conversation they had as kids (The Circus), and make it serve as very cute if on-the-nose foreshadowing.

[nipuni]

Overflight 🌃

A speedpaint video of this will be available at my Patreon soon!

[hansoeii]

you'll make it back.

[pokimoko]

Asexual bird? Please

How about two asexual birds?

[the-phantom-peach]

modern link and zelda because they’re cute and i can do what i want <3

[inkskinned]

at some point it's just like. do they even fucking like the thing they're asking AI to make? "oh we'll just use AI for all the scripts" "we'll just use AI for art" "no worries AI can write this book" "oh, AI could easily design this"

like... it's so clear they've never stood in the middle of an art museum and felt like crying, looking at a piece that somehow cuts into your marrow even though the artist and you are separated by space and time. they've never looked at a poem - once, twice, three times - just because the words feel like a fired gun, something too-close, clanging behind your eyes. they've never gotten to the end of the movie and had to arrive, blinking, back into their body, laughing a little because they were holding their breath without realizing.

"oh AI can mimic style" "AI can mimic emotion" "AI can mimic you and your job is almost gone, kid."

... how do i explain to you - you can make AI that does a perfect job of imitating me. you could disseminate it through the entire world and make so much money, using my works and my ideas and my everything.

and i'd still keep writing.

i don't know there's a word for it. in high school, we become aware that the way we feel about our artform is a cliche - it's like breathing. over and over, artists all feel the same thing. "i write because i need to" and "my music is how i speak" and "i make art because it's either that or i stop existing." it is such a common experience, the violence and immediacy we mean behind it is like breathing to me - comes out like a useless understatement. it's a cliche because we all feel it, not because the experience isn't actually persistent. so many of us have this ... fluttering urgency behind our ribs.

i'm not doing it for the money. for a star on the ground in some city i've never visited. i am doing it because when i was seven i started taking notebooks with me on walks. i am doing it because in second grade i wrote a poem and stood up in front of my whole class to read it out while i shook with nerves. i am doing it because i spent high school scribbling all my feelings down. i am doing it for the 16 year old me and the 18 year old me and the today-me, how we can never put the pen down. you can take me down to a subatomic layer, eviscerate me - and never find the source of it; it is of me. when i was 19 i named this blog inkskinned because i was dramatic and lonely and it felt like the only thing that was actually permanently-true about me was that this is what is inside of me, that the words come up over everything, coat everything, bloom their little twilight arias into every nook and corner and alley

"we're gonna replace you". that is okay. you think that i am writing to fill a space. that someone said JOB OPENING: Writer Needed, and i wrote to answer. you think one raindrop replaces another, and i think they're both just falling. you think art has a place, that is simply arrives on walls when it is needed, that is only ever on demand, perfect, easily requested. you see "audience spending" and "marketability" and "multi-line merch opportunity"

and i see a kid drowning. i am writing to make her a boat. i am writing because what used to be a river raft has long become a fully-rigged ship. i am writing because you can fucking rip this out of my cold dead clammy hands and i will still come back as a ghost and i will still be penning poems about it.

it isn't even love. the word we use the most i think is "passion". devotion, obsession, necessity. my favorite little fact about the magic of artists - "abracadabra" means i create as i speak. we make because it sluices out of us. because we look down and our hands are somehow already busy. because it was the first thing we knew and it is our backbone and heartbreak and everything. because we have given up well-paying jobs and a "real life" and the approval of our parents. we create because - the cliche again. it's like breathing. we create because we must.

you create because you're greedy.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Friendship never dies in FNAF..

[commander-gloryforge]

your ocs should be friends with mine btw. my ocs told me they want to be friends with yours. theyre too shy to ask so i have to tell you. my ocs are asking your ocs to be friends with them

[vrailaru]

i just hope we'll be friends for 999 more years

[marxism-transgenderism]

I can't stop thinking about the connection between early American settlers in the midwest and the creation of the myth of Johnny Appleseed as a way to explain away the miles and miles of indigenous food gardens as the creation of early settlers and the early Zionist settlers in Palestine who wanted to build Jewish-only farming communities and the use of the word sabra (a term used during the mandate system for a Jewish person who was born in Palestine) in global marketing to sell middle eastern foods grown exclusively by settlers rather than by indigenous Palestinians. How both are used to 'indigenize' settlers in the wider culture to the regions they invaded and erase the actual indigenous people who grew apples or corn or olive trees or chickpeas

[frownyalfred]

tonight I am imagining the delicious delicious angst of a grieving Alfred Pennyworth trying to explain to his newly-adopted ward that he cannot abandon the Wayne last name and take on Pennyworth as his own, not because it’s legally impossible or forbidden but because of expectations, expectations which a small boy cannot truly understand but feels rejected by anyway

[bluerosefox]

A DPxDC soulmate au idea

So DCverse is a soulmate world (pick any soulmate way btw, words, touch, drawings on the skin, can't see color(s) until they see or touch them, etc etc)

DPverse doesn't.

Meaning Danny wasn't born with a soulmark BUT he gets one after becoming a halfa because he is now connected to the Infinite Realms.

SO its during another one of Vlad's schemes, he's popping into different worlds and stealing things or something like that (basically like that one ep where Danny chases Vlad through the timeline after he stole Frostbite's map)

During the chase they pop out into the DCverse in one of the hero cities (pick any, not picky on which) and their fight is getting a bit out of hand (Vlad's fault, he's using the stuff he's been stealing, and Danny is doing his best to getting innocent people from getting hurt)

ANYWAYS during the fight, one of the cities hero's come to try to help/find out whats going on when Danny is hit by Vlad and gets tossed at them. The moment they either touch or Danny/Soulmate says something to the other, Danny feels the odd mark on him burn up and is MEGA confused on whats going on but decides to do what he does best.

Ignore it for now. He'd figure it out later he still needs to stop Vlad.

He apologizes to the other hero and gets back into his fight, missing the look of complete smitten awe/shock said hero had on their face.