#cassin

[acourtofmishapandmistakes]

Cassian, walking into Feyre and Rhysand's bedroom in the middle of the night: I had a bad dream.

Feyre: What was it about?

Rhysand: No, don't ask him that!

Feyre: Why not?

Rhysand: Cause he'll answer, and once he's up you know we can't get him back down!

[ashvalentine16]

Cassin and Downes Retrofits

[chic-a-gigot]

La Mode illustrée, no. 9, 2 mars 1873, Paris. Toilettes de Mme Bréant-Castel, 19 r. du 4 Septembre. Mantelet en cachemire de la Mon Cassin, 46, rue du Bac. Ville de Paris / Bibliothèque Forney

Description de toilettes:

Toilette de soirée. Robe en velours, nuance bignonia. Le bord inférieur est garni d'un volant plissé, à demi recouvert par de grandes feuilles en satin de même couleur que la robe, avec nervures en même velours, et encadrement formé par une natte de velours et une dentelle blanche. Au-dessus de ces feuilles, une rangée d'ovales en satin, encadrés d'une natte en velours et garnis sur leur bord supérieur. Corsage décolleté, couvert par une sortie de bal faite en crêpe de Chine, nuance bignonia.

Robe en faye bleu moyen, garnie d'un large volant plissé, orné d'angles en velours bleu, avec touffe composée de coques en même velours. Tunique en même faye, bordée de coques plates et carrées en même velours et de deux rubans de velours. Mantelet en cachemire de l'Inde noir, arrondi et fendu par derrière, avec capuchon rond. Chapeau en crêpe de Chine noir, avec diadème de velours bleu moyen; nœuds en même velours; plume bleue et plume noire.

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Evening ensemble. Velvet dress, bignonia shade. The lower edge is trimmed with a pleated flounce, half covered by large satin leaves of the same color as the dress, with veins in the same velvet, and frame formed by a velvet mat and white lace. Above these leaves, a row of satin ovals, framed with a velvet mat and trimmed on their upper edge. Low-cut bodice, covered by a ball gown made of crepe de chine, shade bignonia.

Dress in medium blue faye, trimmed with a large pleated flounce, adorned with blue velvet corners, with a tuft made up of shells in the same velvet. Tunic in the same faye, lined with flat and square shells in the same velvet and two velvet ribbons. Black Indian cashmere coat, rounded and split at the back, with round hood. Black crepe de chine hat, with medium blue velvet tiara; self-velvet knots; blue feather and black feather.

[ashes-16-al-wallpapers]

[melisaongmiqin]

Commission - Erien-69-typesetting-signature-200dpi

Commissioned by Erien Arkest. ( twitter.com/EArkest )

Featuring shipgirl Cassin from his story "Fleetgirls at Floodtide". (Please follow him for more details~ ^o^).

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[stffed]

the wife - senshi x male reader

warnings: gender assumptions, really bad banner quality

"senshi, did you always have that ring?" asked marcille. they had just left the second floor and were making their way to the third when marcille noticed the shiny iron band on his ring finger.

"yeah, i have," senshi said. he turned around to look at the group. "are we alright to make a stop on the way? i told my wife that i'd bring back some supplies. my base is close by."

laios nodded. "yeah, that should be fine." he stopped walking for a minute. "you have a wife?!"

senshi nodded, walking past the shocked trio. he sighed to himself. he knew that they would have questions about his wife and that's why he didn't tell them. it had been so long since he had interacted with people that weren't his wife, the orcs or the people he traded with. maybe he had just forgotten to mention it to them in order to avoid their questions.

it wasn't long before they reached his secret base. senshi could practically feel their anticipation to see his wife. he pulled back the curtain and smiled. "i'm home."

laios, marcille and chilchuck looked over his shoulder. in their minds they had conjured up many different variations of senshi's wife. would she be a stocky and robust dwarf - the fighter to his lover? or would she be an educated gnome - the one to supply senshi with the knowledge of which monsters were good to eat?

"darling, i was so worried about you."

to their surprise, their widened eyes landed on a handsome elf man. you were his wife?!

you leant down to bring senshi into a hug. he flushed while you peppered kisses all over his face. "after you didn't come back for the first few days, i began to worry that you died. i was just about to make my way up to the first floor to look for you."

"i'm sorry that i worried you," senshi wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you in tighter. his voice was low and sincere. it always managed to send shivers down your spine.

both of you pulled apart but not without one last kiss from you. his blush had died down and he seemed to beam at you. senshi stood to the side and pointed at the gaping trio. "i ran into some adventurers on the way. this is laios, marcille and chilchuck. they're hoping to defeat a red dragon to save laios' sister and i decided to help them."

you stood up, dusting off your apron. "i do apologise for not greeting you sooner. i've just been so worried about my senshi. my name is y/n and i am senshi's wife."

they noticed the glint of the iron band on your ring finger. it was matching with senshi's own ring.

"but you're a man? an elf man?" said marcille. her voice shook with disbelief.

"in dwarvish culture, the one who proposes becomes the husband while the one who gets proposed to become the wife," senshi explained. he shrugged off his pack and dropped it in the corner. you followed after him and began unpacking it.

"he proposed to me three years ago and we got married the day after." you put away some spices into a cupboard. the trio noticed a relatively large bedroll in one corner of the room. a dreamy look crossed your face as you remember your wedding. "my senshi has always been quite the romantic."

laios, marcille and chilchuck shared a look between them. neither you nor senshi noticed as you were to busy fussing over him, checking for any cuts or bruises. at one point you stopped and he brought you in for a kiss. it was short but still sweet. it wasn't really their place to judge senshi for having an elf man for his wife. after all, they had their own secrets that they hadn't shared with each other yet.

chilchuck dreaded the day the party had to meet his own wife.

[anira-naeg]

I spent a month of my life on this, so I kindly ask you to give an opinion about my work

[todaysbird]

Today's bird is this Cassin's kingbird resting on a branch

[spinus-pinus]

Cassin's Kingbird Tyrannus vociferans

10/14/2023 Orange County, California

[alonglistofbirds]

[2113/11056] Cassin's finch - Haemorhous cassinii

Order: Passeriformes Suborder: Passeri Superfamily: Passeroidea Family: Fringillidae (true finches) Subfamily: Carduelinae (cardueline finches)

Photo credit: Jeff Dyck via Macaulay Library

[proton-wobbler]

Vireo Showdown; Bracket 2, Poll 3

Fun Fact!

Cozumel: numbers are in decline due to non-native boa constrictors which have been released on the island.

Cassin's: the Westernmost of the "Solitary Vireo" complex and the "middlest" of the three species, both in color, and how raspy the song is.

For more information on these birds, check out these Species Features:

Cozumel Vireo | Cassin's Vireo

Image Sources: Cozumel (Dario Taraborelli); Cassin (Evan Lipton)

[scottpartridge]

Solitary Vireo group: Blue-Headed Vireo, Plumbeous Vireo and Cassin’s Vireo . "Plumbeous" means "lead-colored" and shares an etymological ancestry with words like "plumber."

[birds-of-prey-daily]

Cassin’s Hawk-Eagle

[birdstudies]

July 7, 2023 - Cassin's Vireo (Vireo cassinii) Breeding in southern Canada and the west coast of the United States, these vireos winter in parts of the southwestern United States and Mexico. They eat mainly insects and larvae, as well as spiders, some seeds, and fruit. Pairs build cup-shaped nests in trees from grasses and moss, lined with grass, plant fibers, and hair. They decorate the outside of the nests with paper, lichen, spider eggs, and pieces of hornets’ nests. Both parents incubate the eggs and feed the chicks.

[oswanily]

In Jean's household, Cassin became a child.

Jean also remarried, for love this time. His new wife, Maude, is a widow, and the two had kept their feelings for each other secret because of Louise. Now, they can be together.

[stffed]

dog with doe-like eyes - laios touden x gn reader

warnings: spoilers for the start of delicious in dungeon, reader comforting character, implicit relationship (but there's still a kiss)

"what happened?"

laios sighed. he had shown up on your doorstep covered in cuts and bruises. falin was nowhere in sight but chilchuck and marcille trailed behind him as they walked into your home. shuro and namari weren't there either. when you noticed their absence, the pit in your stomach only deepened.

"falin..." marcille trailed off. she gripped her staff tighter, brows furrowed and lips curled downward.

you stopped treating laios' wounds. your hands folded over his, thumb rubbing caring circles. "what happened to falin, laios?"

he bit his lip. you could see the tears brimming in his eyes before they fell. laios put his hand on top of yours and squeezed it gently.

"she... she got eaten. by a red dragon." he said. the tears started to fall. "we were attacked by it on one of the dungeon's lower levels. she saved me - saved all of us by a teleportation spell. but it was too late for her."

"oh laios." you pulled him into a hug. he hid his face in your shoulder, tears staining your shirt. marcille was crying as well, her body racked with silent sobs. chilchuck just looked angry but it was different from normal. he was angry at himself.

your heart ached. the touden party had been at your house not even a week ago, talking about a mission they had taken up from the island lord. they all ate a meal you prepared for them, had a few drinks, and then retired to bed. you can still remember the way laios followed you up to your room, almost like a dog with the way he trailed after you with those doe-like eyes. to think that a week later half of them would return with such news: it broke your heart.

"we need to go back," said laios. he lifted himself off your shoulder. there were tear streaks on his face, his eyes red. "every second we're not in that dungeon means falin gets closer and closer to being digested. we need to save her."

"with what money?" asked chilchuck harshly. "all our supplies were left in the dungeon and we can't save falin if we get killed on one of the upper floors."

laios looked away like a kicked puppy. you cupped his face in your hand. the pain in his face was explicit but you could see the bags under his eyes. his stomach grumbled. and then marcille's stomach grumbled. and chilchuck's.

"you won't get anywhere in the states that you're in," you said. "i'll heal your wounds and then you'll eat something. you'll sleep here tonight and we'll leave for the dungeon at first light. does that sound okay?"

"you're coming with us?" marcille looked at you, eyes still teary. the leaf on her staff was wilted.

"of course," your thumb rubbed loving circles on laios' cheek. "you're going to need some common sense while you're down then. now come on, lets get you all healed up."

you pressed a kiss to laios' forehead before standing up. he blinked at you a few times before a small smile tugged at his lips. it was the first time he had smiled since he walked into your home. and as you motioned for them to all follow you into the kitchen, he followed after you like a dog with his doe-like eyes.