#bracken 🏞️

[futharksys]

hi!!

we're futhark, a probably disordered, madd based, audhd, neuro/trauma/adaptive system. we're very queer and love learning abt stuff.

pretty much all of the system is alterhuman or entirely nonhuman, with two groups being dragons and elves.

we might switch between we and i a lot and also forget to sign stuff a lot so just. embrace the chaos

we do digital art sometimes and are thinking of making a new blog/accounts to post that stuff on.

no specific dni because that's what the block button is for. we're inclusive of all systems and good-faith queer id, mogai/liom, alterhumans, self diagnosis, etc. our m.o. is if you've properly, informatively reflected on it, you probably know yourself best and we believe you.

under the cut is the list of headmates!

the list™

home world: Nirn

kyria 🗡️ she/they

(theres also internal fictives of alduin, paarthurnax, and odahviing. all use he/him)

home world: The Void

echos (echo ⛅ ey/they, enn ☁️ ey/they, nym 🍃 ae/ey/they)

bee 🐝 she/they/bee

radio 📡 ae/they/cele/star

null ⚫ none, null/voi/x

home world: Earth2

morgan/izzy ⚔️ they/fae/fey (any variant on fae)

morganite 🍓 they/she

paige 🪴 lun/kit/zie/they

home world: Kestrel Earth

kess 🍏 fey/ae/they

bracken 🏞️ neos/they

kez 🌌 fey/they/xe

dusk 🌆 neos/they

io 🌠 they/them

moon 🌙 they/it

cass 🦇 xe/they/ix/it

amber 🌄 they/she

sæwine 🐚 mer/sai/ne

home world: Nightside

ash 🌑 they/them

ava 🌘 they/lun

nep 🌕 they/them

verdi ❇️ they/it

aspen 🌿 ae/ey/they

hazel 🌰 she/fae

[paulbeal]

🚶 A few days back, I embarked on a little jaunt along a tiny portion of the Esk Valley Walk, a delightful stroll that stretches between the villages of Danby and Castleton. The entire route was approximately 3½ miles, there and back, on a lovely sun-kissed day in the heart of our delightful North York Moors countryside.

🌟 My adventure began in the village of Danby, a place that whispers history in every corner. I made sure to have a look at Danby Methodist Church before setting off. The church, a relic from 1811, boasts an extension called the Victoria Jubilee School, a tribute added in 1887 to mark the golden jubilee of Queen Victoria.

😍 No sooner had I stepped out of the village than I was greeted by the breathtaking vistas of Danby Dale, cradled within the arms of Danby High Moor. The River Esk was quietly going about its business below, carving its lazy trail through Esk Dale.

🌿 My journey soon led me along a lush grassy path towards Danby Park. And when I say 'grassy,' I mean this path was so well-kept, you'd think a groundsman from Lord's had been tending to it with a lawn mower and roller.

🌳 Before I knew it, I found myself in Danby Park, a sanctuary of Silver Birch woodland. The trees stretched upwards to create a light, airy canopy, allowing the sunlight to dance on the bark, making it shimmer and glisten.

💚 The bracken was standing tall, strong, and oh-so-green, a sight so vivid that it was even greener than the nugget of purest green discovered by Lord Percy in Blackadder II. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TkZFuKHXa7w)

🏞️ Every now and then, small gaps in the foliage offered sneak peeks of High Castleton, perched on the hillside. I couldn't help but feel a tinge of envy for the fortunate individuals residing there; the views from their living rooms must be something extraordinary!

🔁 And just like that, my little adventure came to an end. I retraced my steps, once again enjoying the beauty of it all, but in reverse. It was an afternoon well spent.

[paulbeal]

🕺 Just popped back from my jaunt 🚶‍♂️ in the North York Moors 🌳🌄. My path today? A dusty, stone-strewn 🌰 track stretching between the villages of Commondale and Castleton 🏘️, in the north-west of the North York Moors National Park, just a stone's throw from Guisborough.

The day was hot ☀️, with the sun beaming down but a moderate breeze 🌬️ kept things comfortable. The countryside was a painting 🖼️, filled with a myriad of vibrant hues today 🎨.

The deep blue sky 🌌 was stippled with white, fluffy clouds ☁️, over the verdant green tapestry of the bracken, trees 🌳, open meadows, farmland 🌾, and hayfields.

The beige path 🏞️ was lined with an ancient stone wall and I spotted an aged barn 🏚️, roofless and forgotten.

This year's lambs 🐑, now a few weeks old, are slightly losing their early cuteness, yet their voices, still soft and unbroken, are bleating a gentle 'baarr' 🔈 that never fails to bring a smile 😊 to my face.

Nestled in the valley below, a single railway line 🛤️ runs alongside the bubbling Commondale Beck. Every so often, a modern-day passenger train 🚄 whizzes past, its sleek form a stark contrast to the timeless landscape that cradles it.

What a marvellous spot indeed! 👌