#Ferdia rambles

[aelfred]

I'm watching Sing Street, which I haven't watched in months, and I remember when I watched it everyday.

They did do a screening this weekend of it, though.

I'm thinking Starter Call soon, because I miss Alfred so much! Message me though, if you want to do something!

[nerves-nebula]

pasiflora won but evil pasiflora is just a mild manner little child so i'm gonna do ferdia instead cuz ferdia seems mild mannered but will KILL THAT THANG for impersonating him.

i'll make one of pasiflora too just not rn lol

not including loose stitches characters cuz i DONT WANNA BOTHER PUTTING THAT IN THE COMIC!! this will be a CANON character after all. meaning i will make them and they will exist in the main time line of whatever story they're in.

same with hanheppi but also hanheppi people do not exist within the same potential time frame as robots so it would be a pain in the ass to make that work. and it would suck.

anyway tagging all the characters so u can look at them and decide

[icharchivist]

I think a sieg centered event could also go the Naoise way, since he got an awakened draconian form it's likely that sooner or later it will happen to Siegfried, Stan and probably Ferdia too.. but unlike the others siegfried being unstable can bring in a very interesting plot, i would LOVE to know more about Fafnir himself so maybe it could be centered more on Fafnir's past thanSiegfried, maybe they'll find a way to resonate without going berserk? idk i'm curious to see the path they'll take Iagree that a kishi 10th anni feels out of place, but at the same time i wonder what they'll come out with after cbslbs and and you, like this years anni was PERFECT for a 10 year so i wonder how they will outdo themselves (controverial opinion but some believe it might concern lucifer whith the whole subplot of reviving a dead primal, the playable luci tease in the previous one....still i don't know if pringing him back is the right thing...yet idk idk we'll see)

Yess agreed completely!!

I think that, in recent years the 4kishi stories have been trying to recontextualize old lore points into the new, more complex lore. Like for Sylph, which was barely mentioned again after the second kishi event, who now got more time to shine, with a deeper explanation on how her magic work, + a connection to the fairies that deepens the lore in general.

So with the fact that Fafnir hasn't been mentioned much in recent years aside from SIEGFRIED, and the fact we've learn a whole lot more about dragons ever since, especially draconians, i feel like there should be a Kishi event that properly reestablish Fafnir in the lore, with the explanation of why he's important, his connection to Sylph, his connection to the others dragons, and hopefully, an answer to how to save Siegfried (though i'd love Siegfried to keep it unstable and not have everything fixed for him bc i do like him being like that, and considering his kits are all about sacrificing his health by using the dragon blood, it would be nice to carry the tradition, just not having his life threatened by it anymore yaknow?)

So I could see an event focusing on Fafnir, having Siegfried as the second focus in a sense, like say, Siegfried trying to understand Fafnir's past to find a solution for himself (which also i think has been teased anyway? That he must connect with Fafnir and understands him if he wants to survive? So yeah i honestly believe it's a step we'll need to take in Siegfried's storyline. And his Grand being on the horizon can make it something that's addressed sooner than later, the question is, will it be Event worthy, or just FE worthy.)

(also the fact SIEGFRIED is joining the sidestory now is probably a good reason to have a story finally about Fafnir as an event, the same way we needed to wait for Divergent Knighthood to join the sidestory to have Strength to Wield. Giving fans the ability to see the event that kicked it all into motion right before a new event deepens some stuff about it)

as for the 10th anni, 🤝, yeah i think it will be hard to top the latest two events in the sense that they were really wrapping up major lore points.

I can imagine eventually bringing Lucifer back but i also kinda wish they don't make the 10Th event reliant on just Lucifer. Like, i love Lucifer, and of course i love talking headcanons about bringing him back.... but it's also mostly bc it's fan ramblings on my blog. I don't really know what i want in canon. On one hand having him back would be nice, on the other, I think it would be a shame to undercut one of the most powerful death of the story as well.

Personally i've been gunning for a few years in thinking the 10th event might be a Speaker centric event. Finally Sahar and Shalem being unveiled for what they are (especially since the Art of Mercy teased in its ending that Altair has been doing researches on the Speaker and has already been connecting Shalem to them). especially with the set up in the latest event that Lu Woh is definitely down to rebel against Bahamut, having Sahar and Shalem finally address their place regarding Bahamut could work out imo.

Perhaps a story more directly talking about Bahamut could be welcomed on top of that.

Alternatively, the 10th anni could be about the Boundary, considering how much it has been set up in the past few years and how ominous it was last year, especially with the Fake!Seofon (or Sieten't like i saw people call him)

But i'm a bit concerned because aside from wmtsb being a trilogy and all, the anni events usually take at least two years between their set up and their anni conclusion, in order to make sure people have had the time to read the previous story. And i worry that an event on the Boundary now may be a little too reliant on "... and you", and would be harder to bring up otherwise.

so yeah, personally I believe more in a Speaker OR a Boundary centric event for the 10Th anni, something that will actually give us major answers about Bahamut.

Idk about Lucifer's revival at all, and i don't even know how i would feel about it. Could be the major surprise to the fans, but mhmmmm. I mean i adore wmtsb but there's an over-reliance on it (and especially on Sandalphon/Lucifer/Lucilius/Belial) from the fanbase that I think kinda overshadows more elements that would really deserve to actually have a deep dive on.

As is, i just try to keep my expectations low because i don't really want to set myself up for disappointment. (granblue never actually did that to me because for the high expectations stuff i had they usually filled it (forever thrilled about how the Lamorak story went), or i didn't have expectations to start with, but i've seen so many fans genuinely trash events i either liked or "found fine" just because it didn't live up to the hype they hyped themselves about, and it kinda makes me want to not let my hype blind me to the actual product we're getting).

I guess we'll see when we get there!

but yeah i feel like, while the Kishi COULD have an anni story like the Society..... it's not 10th anni worthy, i know people want it to be bc it's the longest running saga, but imo a 10Th anni is too big for it not to be about the creation lore in some shape or form.

in an 11th year perhaps, and at a point, imo, where the plot would definitely mention the fairies rather than just focusing on Merlin's revenge? I feel like just Merlin's revenge could be a major event that would deserve a lot of spotlight, but even HSM was an opportunity to genuinely bring up Moon Lore. the 4kishi saga could get away with it if they used it as a way to bring up the Fairy Lore we've been teased for a while. But as it is, i think it's not the right time in the Kishi saga for that, and even if we get a Fairy lore dump in the next event, i don't think it'll prepare us for a possible 10th anni deep dive on it.

Obviously my reasoning could be completely off base, but that's the way i'm thinking about all of this at least, more than just "would it be cool if-" yaknow.

anyway 🤝

[squirrelacorngliterfarts]

“Not A Heathen, An Angel”.

okay, so i thought i’d do something a little different. no one really writes for alfred, but i wanna change that! (thankfully i am his age) and i myself am very attracted to him and i KNOW there’s a few girls out there like me who love ferdia walsh peelo. i don’t even care if this get like 5 likes, i just love him. so enough rambling, let’s get started!.

her eyes met his from across the room, the soft candle glow illuminating her skin, her features.

truly, alfred had never seen something so beautiful in his life.

so beautiful......so wrong.

if anyone knew of them being alone together, the consequences would be severe.

but deep in alfreds heart, he knew she was worth it.

he just wished his mother, his brother and all of the english/saxon guard could see what he seen.

not a heathen, but an angel. someone dangerous, yet kinder then anyone he’d ever met. someone so enclosed, yet so open.

he remembered so clearly that chance encounter. the first time he’d seen her across that bloody, body covered battle field.

she was absolutely magnificent looking, her hair braided back, dirt, blood and cuts covering her skin.

she was even more beautiful cleaned, just for him.

he remembered being cornered, two very large north men aiming their sharpened axes for his head.

but, just when alfred though his days were over, there she was.

her axe piercing through their chests. her own men.

she stared at him for a moment, her eyes raking over his relatively clean form, alfred  thought for a moment  that she’d kill him where he lay.

but no, instead, she offered her hand to him.

and he took it, feeling his lips quiver at the soft yet calloused feeling of her palm.

and from then on, they’d met in secret.

they’d spend most of their days together, speaking of their religions, thoughts, past days.

it calmed alfred, made him feel......whole some how.

but this meeting was different.

this was to be the last time. she was leaving for her home place, kattegat the next day.

alfred didn’t share how deeply this hurt him. a part of him wanted to ask her to stay, live in wessex with him, by his side.

but he knew her answer, and all he wanted for her was to be safe, and happy.

but he felt the urge to be selfish.

he flinched slightly when he felt a palm upon his cheek.

he looked up from the floor and met her deep (y/e/c), staring with concern. 

“please do not think, not tonight. just let go” she whispers to him, sliding to her knees, between his legs.

alfred sighed, leaning into her touch.

“it is hard to let go when i know what is to come tomorrow” alfred said, making her smile sadly.

“ i know. but, just for tonight, let go, for me. with me”.

hearing her sound this way, it was hard to deny her of anything.

alfred nodded, feeling his cheeks redden from the look that fell upon her face.

dark eyes, swollen lips, flushed skin.

perfection.

she moved closer, placing both hands upon his face, her thumbs running over his cheek bones.

his hands fell to her waist, savoring the feel of her body in his hands.

she pressed her forehead against his, closing her eyes.

“no matter where i go, know that i am completely loyal to you, only you, alfred.”.

hearing his name fall from her lips, those sinful, pagan lips. it caused alfred to realize that this truly could be the last time.

he nodded, not being able to form words.

she opened her eyes, which were reddened. but she refused to cry.

not tonight.

she grabbed his hands and stood, making him stand with her.

he looked down at her, his towering frame hunched over hers.

he squeezed her hands, her chest moving with his with each shallow breath.

“love me” she whispers. making alfred make her look at him.

“i do”.

and that’s all it took for her to connect their lips.

it was complete innocence. something (y/n) never felt before. all the pagan men back home were rough, not so caring with their actions or movements.

but not alfred. he was different. he was gentle, soft, yet stern when needed.

she’d miss him.

alfred let his hands run through her hair, stopping at the nape of her neck, pulling her closer.

she moved her hands under his metal Armour, sliding her hands against the white night shirt underneath.

alfred shivered, the both of them sighing into the kiss.

she pulled away then, her body turning the other way.

“untie it, please?” she panted, the soft kiss making her head dizzy.

alfred swallowed thickly, his hands beginning to shake. he did as she asked.

slowly, the dress started to fall from her shoulders, revealing her beautifully tan skin underneath, battle scars covering her from head to toe.

but alfred wouldn’t have changed one bit of her.

she turned and faced him, her eye trained on his, his on hers.

she started un-doing his armour, the heavy chain mail the first to go.

alfred tried to keep his expression neutral as she touched over newly revealed parts of flesh no other being had seen.

he stood in nothing but trousers, his heart thudding through his chest.

she moved close again, wrapping her arms around his middle, kissing him once more.

suddenly, it was as if something took over alfred. he bent low and picked her up, carrying her over to the single bed in the corner of their tent.

he hovered over her, eyes locked.

they said nothing as (y/n) hooked a finger around his cross and tugged him back down to her.

the next morning, alfred woke, his eyes blurry as they tried to adjust to the bright morning light.

he turned over, expecting to find his angel.

but no.

she was gone. a single message written in perfect writing lying beside his side of the bed.

farvel min elskede.

alfred closed his eyes as he ran his fingers over the dried ink.

he’d see her again. one day, perhaps.

he promised himself.

i hope you liked it. xx-oo.

farvel min elskede- translation goodbye, my love.

[sunflowers-and-sweetviolets]

¿Por qué no vamos a bailar esta noche, mi cielo?

Some (more) work with Antonio for MLMay2021! 

Feel free to interact! I love people enjoying my work. (I will be using my name in the text)

Antonio smiled, running his hands along my hips as I fiddled with the controller, lying on his lap as I played the game.

“Fernando and I were never able to get that stupid box, I remember him spending hours trying to get past it, and then Papa figured out you needed to use golden feathers.” he laughed, “Got back from work one day to Mama shaking her head, ‘Los chicos están en ello de nuevo’, she always said.” 

Leaning back into his chest I smiled as he rambled, happy just to hear his voice.

“We couldn’t get Nintendo Power over in Cuba, but once Papa went on a bushiness trip and brought us back a copy, I’m pretty sure Fernando still owns it to this day.” 

As the little jingle of Banjo collecting the Jiggy played he smiled as he ran his ringers through my hair, before finally resting his fingers on my neck. 

“Do you want a go?” I said, lifting up the controller, he shook his head.

“I like watching you play, you being happy makes me happy.” 

Shrugging I turned back to the screen, “Hm, Gobi’s Valley next? That was my favourite world when I was younger, the one where you fly through the Ancient Ones rings was the best jiggy in the whole world.”

“Good, good.” he responded, wrapping his hands around my hips.

After a few moments of only listening to the music from the game our mastiff, Carlos, stood up and began growling at the window as a car door was closed.

“Carlos, silencio,” said my husband, lifting me up and placing me back down on the couch, standing up he wrapped a shawl around his chest to cover up slightly, “I’ll get it, sweetheart, money’s on the desk - right?”

“Mhm.” 

“Good, “ he said, closing the door behind him, leaving Carlos to fall back down and paw at the door, waiting for his return.

I couldn’t hear their conversation over the music of the game, and the whimpers of Carlos, I smiled, standing up I put the controller down and sat down in the middle of the floor, patting my side, Carlos quickly perked up and lay down beside me, leaning on his paws. 

“Good boy!” I smiled, stroking the fur along his neck I heard herd the door being closed and the rustling of keys. 

“Indian, just as requested, free bottle of coke too!” he laughed, “I’ll put it on the table, then I’ll be back.” he said, throwing the shawl off his shoulders and back over the couch. 

Standing up I quietly followed Antonio into the kitchen where he was unpacking, only to have my cover blown by Carlos’s big paws slapping against the hardwood floor and loudly lying down next to Antonio’s feet, looking up towards the food.

“Heh, perro estúpido.” he said, throwing him a cube of crispy paneer from the dhal coconut curry. 

As he continued to unpack and Carlos played with his food I thought back to a term Rohan had taught me when I told him I was engaged.

मैं तुम्हें मेरे दिल, आत्मा और शरीर सौंप दिया है, और तुम मेरे हो तुम आशाओं को रहता है, मेरे प्यारे पति...

A term he always heard in his youth, his mother would say it every morning when his father joined them for breakfast.

“God, this methi thepla looks delicious, you made a good choice in ordering this, sweetheart.” 

“...main tumhen mere dil, aatmaa aur shrir saunp diyaa hai, aur tum mere ho tum aashaaon ko rhtaa hai, mere pyaare pti.” I said softly, wrapping my arms around his waist, leaning into the back of his shoulders.

“¿Qué?” he said, not recognizing the language I was speaking.

“Rohan taught me it, says his Maa always used to say it.” I responded, tightening my grip around his waist, pulling him closer, turning his nead he placed a hand on my shoulder.

“What does it mean?” 

“I have handed you my heart, soul and body, and you are mine. You've lived up to the hopes, my dear husband.” 

He chuckled softly, “Ah, mi cielo, when did you learn that?” 

“When I went for a meal with over at Padraig’s, Saoirse and Rohan where there, and I told him.” 

“...” he was silent before grabbing my hands, pulling them away from his body and turning himself around to face me, “Do you remember our wedding?” 

“Of course! How could I forget?”  I responded nervously. 

“Do you remember what I said, after we ate?”

“...I remember you standing up and extending your hand, and I remember Saorise nudging me, but I can’t remember what you said, far too loud.” 

“I said, ¿Por qué no vamos a bailar esta noche, mi cielo?, you took my hand and you immediately knew what to do.” 

“Aye...aye, I remember now.” 

He placed his hands on my hips and smirked, but not before quickly throwing another bit of paneer across the room, causing Carlos to chase after it. 

“Why don’t you take me up on that offer, again?” 

“Antonio,” I smiled, leaning into his shoulder, “I’d love to.” 

“Té amo, amor de mi vida.” he said, smiling, lifting my hand above his head and pullng my other hand beside his waist.

“Y té amo también, cariño.” 

Pulling my hand to his waist he pushed forward, following in his footsteps I mirrored his actions, following him in dance as if it were the Rasa Leela - the emotion of love in human form, expressed in the beauty of dance.

Antonio laughed, picking me up and spinning me around, his strong frame allowed him to do so - I spent my free time typing essays, while he spent it playing rugby or hurling with Ferdia and his other co-workers - a gentle giant.

“Back home in Cuba, they call this informal dance a Rumba, dancing to the beat of the music, replace the beat of the music with the beat of our hearts and you’ve got it down to a T!”

“Antonio!”

“Gah! I know that was cheesy, you knew that when you married me, sweetheart.” 

I pulled myself into his chest, wrapping my arms around his back and stopping in my tracks, I smiled against him, “Fernando did warn me of your corniness.” 

“You love me for it.” he smirked, petting my hair.

“I do, I really do, Antonio.”

“I love you too, Max.” 

The moment was silent, almost angelic, only to have the mood broken by having a metal tray fall to the floor.

“JESUS!” yelped Antonio, quickly letting go of his grip and turning around, only to see Carlos jumping up at the counter to eat some more paneer. 

“He’s just being a scrounge, you encouraged it!” 

“Whisht!” he laughed, walking over to push Carlos down, as he bent on his knees to get to the dogs level Carlos sat down, allowing himself to be pet. 

“... I wish we would dance more often.”

“Ask me, whenever, and I’ll dance with you, I’ll drop everything to make you happy, sweetheart.” 

“...I love you.”

“Té amo también, Max.” 

[squirrelacorngliterfarts]

just a little ramble...

can i just say that i love alfred so much? like, not just because i’m in love with the actor (ferdia Walsh peelo) but because of his goodness?.

athelstan was one of my man favorite characters on the show and having a little piece of him continue on makes me so happy.

i know alfed’s gonna be an awesome character this upcoming episode and season.

he’ll break the barrrers for pagans and Christians and unite them as one despite their religious beliefs.

he’ll be an amazing king and we need to keep him on the show longer.

long live king Alfred the great...