#but i had to summarize lol

[nataliabdraws]

Narien and Galadriel's sisterly relationship from before their fallout is so dear to me 🥹

a little bit of lore about them below the cut

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At the beginning of the second age, Narien's mother was killed in the fight against Morgoth. Narien was found alive and was brought to what would be Lindon to be reunited with her father, Calion, King of the Nárenya.

Narien would be raised for a time in Lindon amongst other noble elves where she would eagerly befriend Galadriel, awed by her strength and wisdom. Galadriel in return became a sort of older sister figure to Narien, seeing herself in the young she-elf's firey personality. Between her own quests, Galadriel would help raise Narien, and teach her ways of the court, and of the sword.

But tensions would rise between them as Narien grew older. Galadriel and the other elves feared Morgoths return and turned their paranoia to the Nárenya and their unorthodox ways. This would cause distrust to grow between Narien and Galadriel. Narien was angered by the sudden paranoia, and Galadriel thought that Narien's anger was a sign that her fears were true. Fearing that Nárenya might have held connections to Morgoth, a council (including Galadriel) was held. It was decided that the Nárenya would be exiled from Lindon and any other elven realms. This would cause a confrontation between Galadriel and Narien where Narien attacks her. But being no match for the much older and practiced she-elf, Narien left wounded both physically and spiritually and departed Lindon with her family to their place of exile.

[fairyroses]

— SMALLVILLE, “Rogue” (1.09)

+ the relevant ‘TalkVille’ discussions

[elenadoeslife]

I'm now at the point in life where people constantly question me about having kids. It's really bugging me, because we aren't even sure yet if it's something we want and we both got a late start in life. We only just started to bloom, in our (almost) early thirties.

I never quite understood why people struggle so much with this question, but now I do

[fideidefenswhore]

the downfall and execution of a tudor queen (2023) / the boleyns: a scandalous family (2021) / the king's pearl: henry viii and his daughter mary (2017), melita thomas / anne boleyn (tv miniseries 2021) / the mirror and the light (2024) / elizabeth (1998)

[bookcub]

my "im not reading that" list

please note: this is my list with my personal preferences. if you disagree, thats okay! however you will not change my mind. this isn't about good or bad, this is knowing i wont enjoy reading them

stephen king- i really cant do horror and one of his most famous characters shares my name and im just petty enough to care about that sorryyyyy

brandon sanderson- the amount of people who tell me to read his books is hysterical. ive tried mistborn three times. its not happening

neil gaiman- ive read like 6 of his books and 4 were for class please please let me read another author

song of ice and fire- this series sounds so unappealing to me and i also do not want to watch the series.

lies of locke lamora- i am not the target audience for this book, trust me on this

sarah j maas- ive heard acomaf was her best. thats where i ended and ive never looked back

flowers in the attic- no god why no please stop never

wheel of time- thats just too many books for me to commit to and i refuse to be ashamed of this fact

james patterson- maybe if he actually writes a book by himself ill finally forgive him for maximum ride

[shivunin]

If you had to pick 5 fics you’ve written to make a “crash course” and sum up your writing personality, which would they be?

Oooh thank you so much for asking! <3 I had to ponder this a bit, but here's what I think:

I love angst/confronting your feelings at the moment your loved one faces mortal peril so Only Ghosts (4,267 Words). It's all the tasty Zevran/Wen feelings after she takes a deadly wound in the Deep Roads.

I have to include As Two Reflected Stars (12,429 words) because I also love hurt/comfort and tracing the role a specific habit or occurrence has in character growth over time. In this case, healing.

Internal conflict is (I think!) one of my specialties so I offer up Only a Kiss (1,215 Words), the first thing I ever wrote for Wen and Zevran. Wen is always such a treat to write because so much goes unspoken with her, but I feel like this is a peak example of her warring with herself.

I also consider tropes I don't love a little puzzle to unwrap for myself, so next is Search Your Hands (13,581 words). I wrote it as a silly little story about cultural misunderstandings between Cullen and Lavellan. It wound up being a more well-liked fic than most of mine, which surprised me a lot!

Aaaand last but not least I will always be a sucker for unspoken feelings, idiots in love, and romantic tension, so Summer Tea (897 Words) with Elowen and Cullen. These two are the worst at making that first move with each other but it's so fun to write the lead-up.

[southrnweed]

Younger Thistle's sense of fashion was chaotic mess to say the least and I want to shake him for his wardrobe choices.

🌿 He was never outright alternative with a specific genre like gothic or scene or whatever. He never went all in but it was a smaller school and so any amount of alternative was like, really alternative. Junior year was probably the worst of it, I think. We're talking the random dog tags, the layering bracelets and rings. Nail polish. He probably managed to snag a pair of THE ugliest Tripp pants on clearance and wore them until they fell apart. Probably had Jesse try to help him with eyeliner like twice but ended up giving up 'cuz that shit was hard and it hurt to put on. Really thick and fluffy mfing cloud hair at this point.

🌿 Senior year was when he started easing into a style rather than just trying to emulate whatever was in the window of Hot Topic at the time. At this point we're more in the grunge sort of territory. Band shirts, jeans, hoodies, beanies. Distressed and full of holes. Still layering necklaces and shit but not as egregious. Makes sure he's practically drowning in his hoodies. This is his 'still alternative but also really pathetic meow meow' look. Still kind of shaggy hair but cut shorter.

🌿 The tail end of senior and into 19 - 20 is when he starts introducing items he'd previously avoided sort of in the same way girls refuse pink shit even if they really do actually like the color. We're talking camo patterns, Carhartt, flannel and plaid, light wash jeans, baseball caps. We've kept just about everything from his senior year though so it's a real mish-mash of a time. At this point he's cut his hair pretty short enough that his curls are a bit more defined (when they aren't hidden under a hat). Starting to play with the idea of facial hair at this point.

🌿 21 - 25 is when he really starts not giving a fuck. He's started to favor sleeveless shirts and even the occasional pair of shorts. We're kind of in a period where he just looks like a normal dirtbag dude. Jeans, maybe a band T here and there. Really bad about just wearing undershirt tank tops. Raggedy jeans, etc. There's still an undeniable grungy look about him but nothing that screams it.

🌿 25 - current is when he's come into his own. Pretty good eye for cool T-shirts. He wears a majority of sleeveless when he can help it and DIYs most of his shit at this point. Still pretty into distressed hoodies, likes his flannel and t-shirt combo. Hair is chopped pretty short and at a few different lengths depending. Big big with constant facial hair now. Comfortable in his own skin and self, he does get silly and quirky in his fashion again and really enjoys turning cute old granny shirts into sleeveless monstrosities. Also will wear the most heinous shitpost shirts without batting a lash. Will sometimes paint his nails but they're always chipped to shit.

[madame-mongoose]

*sobs in idk what any of this is* can- can you explain the orb guy to me ;-;

okay so basically...

and then he steals the body of a lesbian and gets really freaky/horny about it

and then gets thrown into space

the end

[reverieaudios]

random q but if u could describe the different stages of ur life with songs what would they be?

Ooh that's an interesting question! It's also kind of a tough one because I've had so many vastly different periods in my life so far lol

But yeah here's my best shot-

0-11: Promise (Reprise) from Silent Hill 2

12-14: Inside by Bo Burnham and Peter Pan by Rainbow Kitten Surprise

15-19: No Children but aimed at myself in the mirror at like 5 am

Also 18-19: A tie between Squid by Innerpartysystem, Psychobabble by Frou Frou, and Teen Idle by Marina

20-21: The Deepest Sighs, the Frankest Shadows

22: The Twin Peaks theme song (fun fact I had to drive through the Snoqualmie pass/valley many times when I was in college so I've been to the real "Twin Peaks")

23: Choke by iDKHOW and then Against the Kitchen Floor by Will Wood

24-present: 7PM from Animal Crossing New Leaf

[galpalkirk]

the reason it’s taken me half a year to finish the secret history:

[aidankalenko]

still a pet peeve of mine to see fic excerpts as a summary. like maybe if it was on a jacket for a book. but by definition that is just not a summary im sorry

[purplecelestial-buddy]

I've always described my artstyle as "14 y/o in their anime phase except I'm not 14 and I never got out of the anime phase" and I just remembered that one time a friend said my sketches reminded him of Mei's (from the Pixar movie Turning Red ) drawings and like... He's slightly right but I'm slightly offended

For reference, she draws like this:

[sqlmn]

Seeing as the person who drew this for me and listens to me yell about these two and Rudyard is currently Illegal For Tumblr, I have been given permission to post this!

So a huge thank you I'm crying @ gunhorse ;0; my kids look great and I wuv them... I'm sobbing.

(And for those wondering, the agent named Bravo encounters Katale a fair amount though completely intentional from her. He thinks that she's just a very nice woman who got mixed up in the wrong crowd and she doesn't seem to wish him hard and he doesn't wish her harm so in the end when he sees her he's putting his gun away into a shoulder holster because he's a Good Boy.)

[cdreambur]

dreambur drei haselnüsse für aschenbrödel au with wilbur as cinderella, living in a big estate and suffering from abuse by his stepmother and stepbrother after his father died.

the only connections he really cares about are the ones to his animals, dog tommy, horse tubbo, and owl niki, and the one to servant phil.

one winter morning, after escaping a punishment of separating lentils and ashes with the help of a flock of white doves, he goes on a ride with tubbo and interrupts the hunt of prince dream and his two companions george and sapnap.

the three chase him through the woods and manage to catch him, but instead of backing down, wilbur insults the prince and flees on dream's horse, said to be unpredictable.

at the same time, wilbur's stepmother and brother manage to get invitations for the royal ball where dream, after too many shenanigans, is forced to choose a betrothed.

since the two need material for outfits, they send phil into the city, where on the way there, he meets wilbur, who's washing clothes in the ice cold river.

after talking about the ball for a little while, phil leaves, promising wilbur to bring him back a gift that 'hit him right on the nose'.

and that's exactly what happens when on his way home, a nest with three hazelnuts falls onto phil.

he gives them to wilbur.

a few days pass, and after getting away from another punishment with help from the doves, wilbur finds himself talking to niki, expressing his wish for a disguise so he could escape for a while.

as if it heard his words, one of the hazelnuts drops to the floor, transforming into a hunter's outfit.

relieved, wilbur takes tubbo and tommy and leaves for the woods where he stumbles upon dream's hunting party, who are competing for a ring from the royal treasury.

the challenge being to shoot down a bird of prey, wilbur is the only one to manage it, even from his hiding spot.

when he steps out, true to the promise, dream puts the ring on wilbur's finger.

but wilbur slips away soon after, and when the prince comes to look for him, he has already changed back into his normal clothes and hidden in a tree, making fun of dream and refusing to tell him where the 'hunter' went before disappearing.

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on the day of the ball, after enduring mocking comments from his stepbrother, wilbur finds himself back with niki and the hazelnuts, wondering and hoping if he might get another outfit and a chance to see the prince again.

eyes closed, he lets the second hazelnut fall, almost breaking out in tears when he finds a beautiful suit made out of silk and chiffon, gemstones shimmering in the low light.

tubbo and tommy accompany him to the castle, and after fighting with himself for a bit, he finally enters.

he doesn't notice the way all eyes are drawn to him.

hiding his features behind a veil, he enters the ballroom, almost immediately running into dream who just wanted to leave after an outburst, tired of all the people throwing themselves at him.

but intrigued by the mysterious stranger, he decides to stay, asking wilbur for a dance.

his curiosity only grows when they talk a little, and he's soon captivated by his dancing partner.

it's easy for dream to voice the wish to marry him.

against his expectations, the stranger doesn't accept.

wilbur steps away and ties his agreement to a riddle dream has to solve, a riddle that references their previous encounters.

when dream fails to answer, wilbur runs.

he's out of the castle in seconds, but on the steps outside, he stumbles, falling and losing one of his boots.

with no time left, he leaves it, taking tubbo and tommy and riding off to get back home.

dream doesn't give up that easily though, way too enamoured with the stranger to just let him disappear.

with george and sapnap in tow, he follows wilbur, arriving at the estate not long after him.

wilbur has already quietly returned to his small chamber, and compared to his arrival, dream's is loud, alerting the servants and workers of the estate and its farm.

they're surprised to find the prince, even more so when he starts to question them about a beautifully dressed stranger.

it's george who finally suggest that all the men try on the lost shoe, something the villagers agree to but not without jokes and humorous pushes.

in the chaos, no one notices the stepmother and her son returning, and they're the only ones who catch sight of wilbur through one of the windows, still in his suit and coat and the tiara used to secure the veil on top of his head.

without any eyes on them, they have no problem sneaking up and overpowering wilbur, taking his coat and leaving him tied up on the floor.

when they arrive back in the courtyard, it's with all attention on them this time.

dream, who recognizes the coat, approaches them, but the stepmother stops him before he can get too close, trying to get him to propose and refusing when dream wants her son to try on the shoe.

instead, she takes the boot and the two of them leave in a sled.

the prince follows, but when the sled crashes into a pond, he recognizes the stepbrother as someone who tried to flirt with him at the ball, and he grabs the shoe, riding back to the estate.

in the meantime, wilbur was able to free himself, now seeking refuge in niki, hopeless and heartbroken.

only with the owl's encouragement does he reach for the last hazelnut, letting it fall to the floor.

it turns into a wedding outfit, white and embroidered, lace and small gemstones decorating it. a silver crown rests on top of it, and wilbur lets out a breathless laugh when he realizes that one of the boots is missing.

it's in these clothes that he takes tubbo, tommy, and niki and returns to the estate.

at his arrival, everyone is staring at him, and in the end, george and sapnap have to push dream towards him for the prince to finally get to him.

the shoe slips onto wilbur's foot without any problems, but when he wants to give the ring back to dream, the prince protests, sliding it onto wilbur's finger again.

it prompts wilbur to repeat his riddle, and this time, dream remembers.

the boy in the woods, the talented hunter, the mysterious stranger at the ball.

wilbur, the name he got from phil, falls from his lips, instantly followed by a marriage proposal.

wilbur smiles.

and of course, he accepts.

[finisnihil]

Doc is reading a TGCF fic I sent her and she's catching up to me so I made a joke and she immediately began explaining how the joke was wrong and told me to pay more attention to exposition.

Like girl I have read the actual books, watched the donghua, AND i've already read past this part the hell are you doin danmei-splaining to me of all people 😭🫵

[fideidefenswhore]

@boleynism replied to your post:

It's a great summary, although I'm not sure 'bullying' is the best word choice (...hectoring?); unless, of course we're taking Chapuys at 100% face value (which...off the dome, incorrect report of the name of Anne's first child, incorrect report that Mary was going to be sent to serve Anne as maid in waiting, report that there were no bonfires celebrating Elizabeth's christening was contradicted by two other sources...only the first of which he ever admitted the error, which he would never have gotten away with doing otherwise, as she was a significant child, the second of which he still claimed was true but that Anne had changed her mind and decided to send her to Elizabeth's household instead). And it's the reality of power, really...gaining power, securing power, maintaining power (or, as Thomas has argued here, safety) can be very ugly. These were not Disney princesses we're talking about. But there's a certain Janus face to all this, also: in all likelihood, Anne completely believed that everything she did was justified, because she wanted to use that power for good ("pardon me from your hearts [...] that I have not done all the good that was in my power to do.”  ), for causes she believed in, that's all tied up in that fierce maternal instinct (""A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path.") as well.