#birth announcement yard signs

[dogwoodstorks]

Dogwood Storks

[famosly-made]

[proelium]

࣪𓏲ּ  ֶָ  𝑤𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑠𝒕𝒗  ⁝         lucien laviscount,  36,  cis man,  he + him.    announcing  the  arrival  of  TYREK  of  house  HIGHTOWER,  the  RULING LORD  of  OLDTOWN.  whispers  among  the  court  name  them  to  be  both  PROTECTIVE  and  LEWD  in  disposition,  and  those  closest  to  them  speak  to  their  interests  in  jousting.  if  we  bards  could  compose  a  song  for  them,  it  might  tell  stories  of  false devotions, false promises, false lord in power, boyish grin capable of charming a snake, jaw ticked in annoyance in the face of duty.  the  seven  whisper  to  their  most  devout  queen  as  she  sleeps,  making  her  question  where  their  loyalties  truly  lie.  are  they  right  to  whisper?  for  their  loyalties  truly  lie  with  THE REACH.   

statistics… 

# basic information.

official  name:  tyrek hightower.  nicknames:  ty if he likes you.  noble  title:  ruling lord of oldtown.  date  of  birth:  october 8th.  age:  thirty six.  birthplace:  oldtown.  home:  oldtown.  nationality:  westerosian.  gender:  cis man.  pronouns: he and him.  orientation:  panromantic pansexual.  monikers:  the emerald jester.  languages:  common tongue, little high valryian.  accent:  one customary to the reach.

# physical information.

faceclaim:  lucien laviscount.  ethnicity:  mixed black and white.  hair:  natural black.  eyes:  whiskey brown.  height:  five feet, eleven inches.  build:  toned.  scent:  tbd.  dominant  hand:  right.  allergies:  tbd.  scars:  various from jousting tourneys.  distinguishing  features:  tbd.  clothing  style:  customary of the reach fashions.

# personality.

label:   the casanova, the lothario, the facade, the pious devout.   mbti:   the mediator.   enneagram:   the enthusiast.   element:   water.   star   sign:   cancer.   temperament:   sanguine.   character   inspirations:   tbd.   deadly   sin:   lust.   heavenly   virtue:   patience.   godly   parent:   zeus ( unfortunately ).

# drives.

hobbies:  tbd.  religion:  the faith of the seven.  alliance:  the reach, somewhat the targaryens.  personal goals:  make it to the next morning.  would they choose family or power?  family, power is nice but family is better ( the real answer is love ).

# familial ties.

spouse: ruling lady utp hightower nee utp relationship: a marriage of politics and nothing else, they put on a united front while in face of the court and have found a tenuous sort of peace, but there's no love in their union. sibling: dovasary hightower relationship: tyrek tells dovasary every thought that runs through his mind as he knows she's much smarter than he, and would be the best fit to run oldtown. if he was to abdicate as he's said to her multiple times, he knows he'd never have to worry about its lasting legacy sibling: jessamine hightower relationship: tbd.

  narrative...

the weight of oldtown rested on tyrek's back from a young age, and in spite of the mounting pressure, he opted to shake it off. he went through the motions of the prayers and studies in order to be able to join the others his age in the training yard or upon horseback to ride through roseroad or spend time fishing and playing in the mander. his devoted parents sought to keep his dalliances and late nights in taverns out of the gossip in the mouths of servants and hoped for it not to travel back to king's landing where members of their family served as both king consort and grand maester. a silly dream that neither parent would ever die and would always be there to make up for his mistakes and those he sought to rope his sisters into. even when they both fell ill, tyrek was certain they would make a full recovery and when they didn't, he was thrust into a position he only half knew from his own folly.

what he would do as his parents had wished was marry his betrothed that had been put in place right before their passing, and has spent much of his time in oldtown in days since in neutral misery. a jester isn't meant to remain in place, with seriousness above their head. he finds his outlet in people, doing his duty required as a husband every blue moon while his sister rules oldtown by his side, rather than his spouse.

# wanted  connections.

[townsenddecades]

1312 – Day 4

WATMORE HOUSEHOLD

At the beginning of the following quarter, Edith’s time has come as well. She is all alone with only William to support her – he wanted to run get the midwife, but she had been too scared to be left alone – but she manages to give birth to a dark-haired little girl, whom they name Elsie, after William’s mother.

Edith is utterly exhausted, but happy to hold her first baby in her arms, nonetheless. Although after suffering through childbirth, she is seriously reconsidering how big a family she wishes to have.

TOWNSEND FARM

By the time of little Elsie Watmore’s birth, Malika too is heavily pregnant, so much so that she feels she can hardly move. Her mother hadn’t been this big when she had been pregnant with her brother Abraham, but she takes her girth as a good sign. Hopefully, her baby will be big and strong. She just hopes that it won’t make the birth lethal to herself.

The air has gotten warm enough to rejuvenate the dormant plants, so that Benjamin and his brothers spend much time on the fields caring for them, while Benedict busies himself with beekeeping and his workshop and Malika keeps house. It’s good to have a woman in the house again, even if hearing Malika pottering about still makes them all expect to see Anne walking out. It’s not that they don’t appreciate her presence, or that Benjamin isn’t happy with his new marriage, but he misses his mother. And the gloomy weather sadly doesn’t help lighten their melancholy thoughts.

The pain announcing her labour rips through her while she is out in the yard with the chickens. She manages to call over to the field before making her way inside. Her husband had gone to the village earlier, but is gathered by Simon, who had run there to get the midwife, anyway. After that, there is a long birth and much pacing. Benjamin tries to keep busy working on the farm, but hearing his wife’s screams has him distracted for most of it.

Finally, after hours of agony, she gives birth to a small girl. But that isn’t the end of it. She has hardly managed to catch her breath when yet another wave of pain hits her, and when the midwife tells her that there is another baby coming, she is only praying to The Watcher for it to finally end.

Thankfully, birthing the little boy takes only a few more minutes. Both children and their mother are healthy, even if the twins are, naturally, rather small. The family is incredulous when told that Malika had twins, and Benedict almost starts to laugh when he realises that his son’s marriage has almost exactly repeated the circumstances of his own – from the accidental pregnancy at too young an age to the first children being twins. Stranger things have run through families, he supposes.

They name the girl Amye and the boy Malcolm, after Benedict’s father. While Malcolm’s fuzzy hair is red, Amye’s is dark, like her mother’s.

It is difficult for Benjamin to believe that he has a son and heir now, but he already adores his children, even if the thought of being a father still frightens him a little. But most of all, he can’t hide his relief at his wife’s good health or his awe at her strength. To suffer through birthing two children during her very first birth!

With their plans for expansion and the new additions to the family, things are well in the Townsend household as 1312 draws to a close.

END OF THE YEAR STATISTIC:

Births:

Arthur Dudley (Earl’s Household)

Annette Crawley (Crawley Household)

Elsie Watmore (Watmore Household)

Amye & Malcolm Townsend (Main Household)

Deaths:

None!

Marriages:

Benjamin Townsend & Malika Williams (Main Household)

Prev: 1312, Day 3 <--> Next: 1313, Day 1

[flcralhaze]

{ lee soo hyuk , 36 , cis man , he/him } we are so glad to see you safe, tsar nikolai stasov of russia ! it’s dangerous out in the world these days , but i hear that you are brilliant and headstrong enough to handle it. just don’t let your aloofness bring you down. stay on your guard , because with your secret being at risk for exposure , you wouldn’t want everyone to find out you once fled from your duties and lived under a different identity for a handful of years - during which you were briefly held hostage by unknown forces.

basic information.

full name: nikolai stasov. nickname: nik, kolya , nika. name meaning: victory of the people. age: thirty-six. date of birth: october 24th. astrological sign: scorpio. gender & pronouns: cis man , he / him. orientation: biromantic , bisexual. spoken languages: russian , ukranian , english , french , spanish , german , latin , some turkish and mandarin. title: tsar of russia , chief military commander. martial status: widower. unwed , unbetrothed. loyalty: the stasovs and russia.

personality.

positive: brilliant ,  headstrong ,  perceptive , driven ,  valiant , ironwilled. negative: aloof ,  vengeful ,  brusque , overprotective , obstinate , secretive. moral alignment: lawful neutral. temperament: choleric. enneagram: 8w9 , the bear. hobbies: sword fighting , hunting , reading , playing the piano.

familial ties.

mother: tsarina utp stasov. siblings: five younger siblings , all alive. spouse: penelope stasov nee cardon , wife , deceased. children: nadia stasov , daughter , deceased. pets: three cats - a male russian blue and two siberians.

history.

the eldest was shaped to be the golden one. the first child adopted by the tsarina shortly after she assumed leadership of all of russia. nikolai's birth mother had been one of the tsarina's most loyal supporters who ha d tragically perished before she could see her friend begin steering the country onto a better path. however, previous bonds of friendship didn't equal warmth. nikolai's memories of his childhood were filled mostly with expectations - failure was not an option to the son the tsarina hoped to shape in her image, in russia's image. if he made mistakes in his lessons, he was expected to not only fix the mistake but study and train longer that day to ensure he never made it again. he could stare out the window of the stasov's humble home and see other children playing but rarely was he allowed to join them. it was a blessing then that god gifted nik with an exceptional mind, letting him learn topics with ease.

if given the choice, nikolai would've chosen to pursue a quieter career in the government - one day, a quiet envy would grow toward the role the second youngest stasov was raised to fill. but the tsarina wanted her firstborn to be a fighter. choice was not a word in nikolai's vocabulary. he was herded out of the library and toward the training yard where a weapon was put in his hand. russia and its people need a protector, he remembered being told, that will be you. and so it was. raised to exceed, he dedicated himself fully to his training and to defending russia and her people. he didn't hide behind fortress walls but faced conflict alongside his soldiers and ensured the people remained safe.

nikolai couldn't remember the exact moment the veil began tearing. it might've been when one of his close friends announced he was leaving the army to pursue a life in the theater. or maybe it wasn't a moment but rather a culmination of smaller ones - returning home successful only to be met with more orders rather than praise, the way so many questions felt as if they only had one acceptable answer. it didn't matter. what mattered was the realization that for over twenty-five years his life had never been his. it'd been russia's. every choice, if one could call them choices, had been decided with russia in mind, no matter if he agreed or not. a noble pursuit but again, not one he'd chosen.

the rebellions were small at first. he didn't neglect his duties but rather tried forging his own path. yet the more he tried creating his own image for himself, the more criticism he was met with. arguments with his mother suddenly became a frequent occurrence. not even the coldest of environments were immune to reaching a boiling point. it was when his mother arranged a betrothal for him that nikolai reached his point of no return. he had accepted the career his mother had chosen for him, dutifully served russia and worked alongside the people, but he couldn't even be granted the choice of who he spent his life with.

he left within a fortnight. only a note stating he would eventually return was left behind. since he never heard of a tsar running away, he assumed (correctly) that his family found ways to conceal his absence - the stasov image couldn't be called into question. the title of tsar was shed as was the stasov name. under a new identity, nikolai traveled and eventually settled down in a foreign city. life wasn't much different from how it'd been in russia, but it was all his now. it was during his years away that nikolai fell in love and got married. his true identity was told to her alone for when it was time, he intended to bring her and their daughter back to russia with him. but life in the quiet city felt far too ideal to give up. he might've stayed there forever . . .

but secrets never remain. to this day, nikolai still doesn't know how they learned his true identity. they were efficient and ruthless, taking not only him but his wife. his daughter didn't survive the initial attack. his time in captivity blended together, questions he refused to answer broken up by silence or torture, either his own or from hearing his wife's screams. they could've been there for only days or weeks. the moment an opportunity to escape presented itself, however, nikolai seized it. his military training had come to his aid, allowing him to maintain his sanity and watch how his captors acted, and now it aided him as he fought his way to freedom. he would've killed them all had his wife not been there; her safety paramount. but like orpheus looked back at eurydice and doomed her, so too did nikolai, wanting only to reassure her that they were steps from freedom, giving the gun enough time to be fired. one captor was missing from the hideaway - the rest met their end before he fled.

his family dead, there was only one place left for nikolai. he waited until his wounds had mostly healed before beginning the journey home. the prodigal son strode through the doors of the stasov home as if nothing was amiss and no matter what his family asked, he made no mention of being held hostage or of the wife and daughter he lost. but in the dead of night, a hunger for vengeance made him secretly search for the people behind what had happened.

it was a changed man who returned to russia, and in the four years since his return, nikolai dedicated himself fully to russia, proving with each passing day that he would never waver again. he returned to his post in the military but also insisted on working closer with his mother, helping with other tasks where he could, expanding his knowledge when he has the time. russia was his life now. the nation's success was all that mattered. that way, he would never feel the pain of loss ever again. a pain no one knew he carried for while he did reveal to his family that he'd once been held captive after the reckoning occurred, he never spoke of his wife and daughter. and the rest is history.

headcanons.

as eldest, he does view himself as his mother's main successor and longs to one day be bestowed the title of "the great" as ruling individual of the family. the desire is not born out of a hunger for power but rather due to his experience, intrinsic need to protect his younger siblings, and allow for them to have freedom to live as they please, specializing in their own field rather than worrying about all of russia.

despite dedicating himself fully to russia since his return, he still has strong disagreements with how his mother believes the country should be run. especially after seeing the world beyond russia and all they lack due to the tsarina's rules. he doesn't support the excessive luxury that some monarchs live in while their people struggle but he also doesn't believe a socialist russia is the avenue either. wants to find a balance so russia can thrive and is making his own moves to try and encourage that along where he can without the tsarina noticing.

crazy smart. probably would be considered a genius in modern time and has an outstanding memory. he isn't someone to forget a face or words said. but he isn't boastful. he's perfectly content with people not knowing how smart he is and thinking he's simply a military man. the element of surprise is valuable, after all.

despite not originally wanting a military role, nik has become an outstanding fighter. he was never a natural, his skills were earned through hours upon hours of hard work.

his disappearance was only known to the stasov family and other high up officials in the government - all of whom were tasked with secrecy. excuses were made for his absence, citing missions that kept him away or injuries from said missions.

he learned to play the piano when he was young but that was a hobby he was made to set aside in order to focus on the military. he picked it back up during his years away and still plays, though mostly in private.

always carries a locket with him that has two portraits, one of his wife and one of his daughter, in it.

his back is covered in scars. if anyone catches a glimpse of them, he says they're from the army but many are due to the torture he suffered.

while he was always a quiet person, he's grown even more withdrawn since returning home. he prefers keeping people at a distance so he doesn't have to worry about losing anyone else important to him. hence, many view him as cold like the russian climate he hails from. his siblings are the people who are most likely to see a different, warmer side of him but not all the time.

[romanceur]

* announcing the arrival of 𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐧 , first born son of the queen ' s hand , and heir to goldengrove . whispers among the court name him to be both charismatic , and cunning in disposition . if  the  bard were to  compose  a  song  about him ,  it might tell stories of SHINY ARMOUR , DIFFERENT FAVOURS TIED ONTO THE END OF A JOUSTING LANCE , THE PARABLE OF THE PRODIGAL SON , AND ARBOR GOLD FLOWING OFF A GOLDEN GOBLET . the  seven  gods whisper  to  their   most  devout  queen  as  she  sleeps ,  making  her  question  where  their  loyalties  truly  lie .  are  they  right  to  whisper ?  for  their  loyalties   truly  lie  with  the targaryens .

hello friends ! i ' m robin , he & they , twenty - eight and i ' m also super excited to introduce you to one of westeros ' biggest f*boys in his retired era , lord willas of goldengrove , under the cut you will be able to find some info on her so we can start going on some plotting !

𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐘 .

full name : ser willas rowan .

title : lord heir to goldengrove .

nicknames : none .

gender : cis - male .

pronouns : he , him .

age : thirty - four

place of birth : goldengrove , the reach

current location : king ' s landing , the crownlands

nationality : westerosi

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄 .

face claim : daniel sharman .

hair color : light brown .

eye color : sapphire blue .

height : 6 ' 2" ( 188 cm ) .

usual expression : neutral . amiable .

distinguishing characteristics : sharp cheekbones , along with a defined jawline . a lean muscular physique , and a striking set of ocean blue eyes .

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 .

zodiac sign : libra sun , leo moon , sagittarius rising

meyer - briggs : estp : the entrepreneur

enneagram : type 3 , wing 2 .

moral alignment : chaotic neutral .

positive traits : charming , intelligent , loyal .

negative traits : egotistic , licentious , wilful .

𝐃𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐅 .

within the ancient halls of goldengrove , you , willas rowan are born as it ' s heir . expected to match , if not surpass your father ' s legacy as lord of goldengrove , and hand of the queen .

you live up to it as best as you can . as best as you know how to . you excel in your lessons , all the maesters say so --- but your true passion lies outside : the training yards . you have always been better with a sword than a quill .

and so , you are dubbed a knight at an early age . the hand ' s golden son . pretty to look at , and a contender at every tourney . you burn bright , and your future seems to be brighter .

name , and status : a blessing , and a curse . ensnared in expectations , virtues , and vices . it gets to your head . indulging in drink , and pleasure : men , and women . you barely remember anything before that one fated joust , the one where you fall and you injure your leg . but you remember everything after .

fated to repeat the story of your tyrell namesake , you are unable to do what you do best , you seek refuge in journey , and adventure : a recovery of the self .

your leg heals , and so do you . . . yet , you let the sands of time slip through your fingers , until a sense of honor , and duty calls you to return home , and claim your rightful position at your family ' s side . settle down , and do once again what is expected of you .

𝐓𝐋𝐃𝐑

golden child burns so bright that he burns out and becomes kesha-core for a few years . . . while rebranding as clean girl aesthetic , his brother gets k - worded by a snake with wings .

[envelop-ing]

january 19, 2024

I've been terrible about keeping up with this journal! At first, the time felt like it passed so slowly, and now I'm 20+4! Much of pregnancy is waiting, anyway.

Second trimester has been lovely so far! The exhaustion and nausea I was feeling has gone away, and I'm back to sewing. Due to my growing size, however, I'm dealing with some other symptoms — achy hips/back, and needing to use the bathroom constantly. Also I hate that I can hardly fit into my old clothes — jeans were out of the question months ago. I'm sewing myself a couple of skirts and dresses to help me feel more feminine and presentable; I've been wearing nothing but t-shirts, sweatshirts, leggings, and sneakers for weeks now. Also hoping the weather warms up soon; I thought being pregnant in winter would be nice because I could bundle up in my oversized wool sweaters, but I can't stand the feeling of wool now! And the bulkiness of sweaters makes me look fatter than ever. I'm really looking forward to springtime.

Some highlights from the last few weeks:

My OB panel came back great. So did the NIPT, and my carrier testing. No issues so far! Baby was confirmed to be a boy on the NIPT.

Rob and I got married on December 12 with our friends Johnny & Christine! It was very no-frills, the way I always wanted. :) We met up with our old coworker Karen (who is a notary) at Amavida Coffee, had coffee together, and signed our papers. Then, Rob and I went grocery shopping. It was a lovely day!

We announced to our families during Christmas Eve & Christmas Day, showing a picture of an ultrasound I had printed out. Everyone was so happy for me and has given me space, I don't know why I was nervous in the first place. We pulled my dad aside in the garage on Christmas and showed him the ultrasound and he started crying immediately (I've only seen my dad cry two other times in my life — at my cousin's funeral, and when I came home from college to visit for the first time) and told me he didn't think he had ever been so happy, and that he was so proud. I won't ever forget that moment. My mom was also so happy and started tearing up also. I was 17 weeks at that point!

I started feeling him move at 18 weeks, which was incredible. At first, it felt like slight twitching in my low abdomen, but I knew it was him, especially as it got stronger over the next two weeks. Now, I feel him moving every day! Rob was able to feel him kick through my belly last week.

We have our anatomy scan scheduled for next week, so I'm hoping that goes well. After the scan confirms everything is alright, I'll probably finally start buying baby things off my registry.

We're closing on our first house in a week and a half! I don't remember if I already wrote about this in a previous post or not, but we bought a house I had half-jokingly been bugging Rob about for a few weeks. It's so beautiful, I'm excited to get out of this apartment and finally have a home that belongs to us. We've been making so many plans for the landscaping and gardening that I can't wait to get started on. It'll be so nice for our dogs to finally have the yard they deserve, too.

I'm so grateful for Rob, he's really made all my dreams come true. Marriage, a baby, and now a home. He's supported all of my birth plans and decisions during this pregnancy, and has done everything he can to make this experience stress-free. He's already planned and budgeted for me being able to stay at home with our son, and is already seeking out higher-paying jobs (not that he needs one; we'd be doing fine on his current salary alone) so we can have this lifestyle with even more ease. I can't imagine doing any of this with anyone else; I truly don't think I could have picked a better husband, or father of my children. I love him so much. :)

[the-firebird69]

There's a huge number of things going on basically the announcement has caused people to check with their leaders and see what's going on. And the consensus is that they're leaving and evacuating to the south and west of the United States and taking their stuff with them it's not a ton of hardware it's like 1/3 of one of the attacks on New Vegas but it is a sign that they're leaving they will have no defenses and they'll have to leave they have only moments to decide to tell their people or not that's not true but it would help a lot and they're kind of fussing around with it. They're thinking if they're still here then it'll be easier to get their hardware out and the people don't like that and they're beginning to leave

-sales of homes skyrocketed over the past 20 minutes. They were hovering around 4.5% and now they're at 3.5% remaining only for houses and that includes duplexes but they're not rented. At this rate by 8:00 p.m. they'll be sold all of them to the three parties before said mentioned. They are also vacating the campgrounds and taking campers and trailer with them including like double wides and things like that they're cutting them in half and sealing them up and moving very fast by the way they said it has to be all out tonight at the latest midnight and they're gassing up they're fueling up they're having people check their axles and the brakes on their campers and they're doing it themselves and the greasing it if able to a lot of them are closed but they have to check and it's a big movement 1.5% is huge that's about what it is but there are campers everywhere and we didn't include it because of the pain and they're parked on their friend's yard or the family's yard the clans yard most likely and that's another 2% of the population those guys are packing up and it almost kind of packed up but they're moving stuff out of the house and all over Florida Georgia Alabama and anywhere on the East Coast no they're basically just vacating Florida and the surrounding areas these toast they think they're going to storm from the Midwest and upper Midwest and they have a plan and yeah these people are anus they don't they're heinous they don't account for people who are alone and afraid and powerful and it's really a flaw they don't they don't check capabilities at all so they're going to leave and then tonight no they're trying to move their stuff out now it's kind of hard because everyone can see it but that's the way it goes and really you can't really see it even Stan and you can't see that coming across and I didn't it's right at the ocean and really you can only see it from shore 10 miles away and he knows that and they're moving out and Tommy Allen too is the stuff is out of sight and miscellaneous they're all over the place now they're mostly in Miami and they move that stuff all the time it's not big and it is a sign and they're leaving and the Sun is going to be stuck here foreigners and us and Max and the clones will be in and out and yeah you need to hear this clones you're going to be shocked and you're going to try and bring stuff and you're not you don't have it you don't have a fleet they're going to take out the rest of your fleet cuz you're cocky and can't get it that you will and we're going to hit you too we hate you your imbeciles and you should leave like these people are we can hear you snickering and saying dumb s*** when the max were hauling people off and us in the foreigners to the furnace and you're just stupid

Thor Freya

Wow these people are dumb I noticed that too these people kind of stupid but holy s*** these clones are idiots he says they've been trained in brainwashed that's the way it goes and I understand that from birth but holy cow it's weird

Mac Daddy

Olympus

It's very odd but we're kind of grateful it changes happening it needed to and we are preparing

Hera

We have a lot of stuff going all over the world and it is pretty meaty and we're going to be okay but we got to move out right now I'm sending in suggestions to Olympus immediately

Frank Castle hardcastle

We waited for this day but now it's time to be real men and women and we have to face what we did before and a lot more sternly these toddlers are going to get burned out pretty quick and that's the clones

Duke nukem Blockbuster

We need our foreigners in right now we're going to have a meeting and we mean other races other than us who are mostly here

Thor Freya

We do have people but not enough and they want us to move in and he knows how and we think maybe barge is from Brazil and bring it apartments and this contracts for a whole bunch of them and we can bring what we can put them in place

Uriel and Goddess Wife

It's a good idea

Mac

I'm going to sit and meet about it right now we have a whole bunch of ideas like that

Bitol and Goddess Wife