#ferreus

[creatorofuniverses]

This year’s collection continues! Throughout this month I will be posting colored versions of my inktobers on my deviantArt. (Would people also like the colored versions to be posted here on tumblr? If so let me know!) If you want to see all the original posts separately, check out my Inktober tag for this year.

11. Snacks – Colfax, Sawyer, Charlie, and Adrian from the Big Not Friendly Giant AU (Colfax and Adrian belong to @neonthebright)

12. Remote – June from The Outside

13. Horizon – Colfax from the Trust Cottagecore AU (Colfax belongs to @neonthebright)

14. Roam – Sawyer from the How to Train Your Sawyer AU

15. Guidebook – Charlie (and Colfax) from A Little Stolen Trust (Colfax belongs to @neonthebright)

16. Grungy – Ferreus from The Wanderer

17. Journal – Hazel and Mel from the "avatar acolyte" WIP (Mel belongs to @neonthebright)

18. Drive – Oscar and Sawyer from the Adopt Oscar 2.0 AU (Oscar belongs to @neonthebright)

19. Ridge – Link and Zelda from The Legend of Zelda series (all rights go to Nintendo)

20. Uncharted – Isaac from Grey Landing (Isaac belongs to @neonthebright)

[fr4gtpgaming]

Had the honor of being apart of Ferreus Demon’s Fashion Frame series! Check out more of their work here: https://instagram.com/ferreusdemon?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

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[my-deer-history]

Francis Kinloch in the Müller-Bonstetten letters: Part 3

My translations here, German and French originals below the cut. Thanks to @acrossthewavesoftime for help on a particularly sticky passage!

28 Aug 1776

What can I do about it that my pen always flatters you? Now that Kinloch is also leaving me, you are everything to me. I understand your heart, I understand you in your absentmindedness.

Difficile est saturam non scribere. nam quis iniquae

tam patiens urbis, tam ferreus, ut teneat se.*

My letters will henceforth be different. My Kinloch departs from me, and B. is the only mortal whom I can embrace, at least once a week. [...] And he is Kinloch, whose hometown is, at this moment, being challenged by Clinton, who in this hour may have lost his entire fortune to the bombs or the sword, who knows that his gentle mother and his sister are exposed to the barbaric rage of the German troops, and who continues to calmly study the law, to prepare himself for great things, and even finds the time to love me, and to greet you.

*From Juvenal’s Satires:

It is hard not to write Satire. For who is so tolerant of the unjust City, so steeled, that he can restrain himself

18 Sept 1776

I wrote a long letter to you and did not send it, because I know that you always share my displeasures with me. I would rather harden myself against them; excepting vice and ignorance, there is no misfortune in the world for the wise; otherwise, what would be the purpose of philosophy! It has been a long time since you wrote to me; remember that I cannot be without you. Kinloch is leaving, when? I do not know, but certainly before the 10th October,* for three days to Iverdun; I am not going with him.

When K wants to leave me what little the war has spared him, and wants to renounce everything for me, and is angry that fate has not made him rich for my sake, then your friend feels the power of divine friendship over his heart, looks for it in vain among the others, sees only you and him.

*John Laurens writes to Kinloch on 30 September and mentions that Kinloch expected to leave for Italy earlier than planned, on account of the health of his travelling companion – and possibly a young lady he was courting – called Miss Stephens.

30 Oct 1776

Kinloch makes me happier than all 13 Cantons*. I have 3 letters from him, I will bring them for you.

*The 13 Cantons made up the Swiss Confederation until 1798, and were the subject of Müller’s extensive historical studies.

23 Dec 1776

At about seven o’clock I write my letters; weekly to you and to Kinloch; rarely to others on business; occasionally to Geneva because of the unrest; occasionally to a young person who loves me very much and whom I am training to serve in place of my eyes. [...] My happiest moments are those in which I find a new connection or a new direction, and those where I rise from my work, and walk around my room alone, my thoughts fixed on you and K. or on my future happiness. 

31 Dec 1776

Kinloch writes, all his letters are full of imagination and sentiment; he has seen Cardinal Bernis, the Duke of Ostergotland, the Duke of Gloucester. The American army is scattered, Washington appears to be looking for a good peace for himself and his people; if the war should continue, K has determined to sacrifice all the happiness that awaited him, even the health that he only enjoys in Europe, to his mother. I can never praise the nobility of his elevated soul enough to you.

17 Feb 1777

Do you not think that I would do well to tell Kinloch not to look for anything for me, until I write otherwise to him again? [...] That which makes me unable to expect I shall ever be independent from the pen is my unlimited yearning for fame; all that I write, I want to make worthy of all times and all peoples: that makes the work long. But I am not anxious; I trust in you and Kinloch and myself. I want to send you letters about Italy from Kinloch along with my chapter!

1 April 1777

I embrace you, my brother and my friend. As soon as I am freed from the shackles of this death, I will live for you alone and for K. Farewell, farewell.

12 April 1777

And another thing: Yes, the Greeks had kings; these kings were planters, like Abraham, like our old nobility and the american Englishmen. If Kinloch’s 2000 acres in Florida and his Kensington, Kinlochfurt and Winyau* were laid together, Homer would have called him King Francis Kinloch.

[...]

Kinloch from Paris: “In this moment I receive yours and stretch the hand of fraternal love to you across the extent of country, that separates us my dearest M. The love of you is an essential part of my very being, and I could not sooner quit the one as the other. If there is a Being, whose eye pierces into the inmost recesses of our soul, he alone can know how much I love you, and how much, how ardently I desire from the very bottom of my heart, that it may ever be in my power to remove every obstacle that stands between you and the most supreme degree of happiness. The only service we can render one another at present, is to keep our friendship unsullied by any thing unworthy of it, to act as if we, each of us, had the eyes of him we love best upon us. The day will come when I shall be able to lay my hands upon your works, and to say with a smile of exultation: This man is my bosom friend. Trust me, K. will not be altogether idle on his side. I seldom, you know, give way to the effusions of my love, but when I do, the tears start into my eyes, and I am obliged to lay down my pen.” And you: “Everything brings you closer and closer to my heart.” Can I be unhappy, and will the warmth of your friendship not enrich my spirit? not ignite it? When I received Kinloch's letter I could not work all morning. Tell me, my dear friend: do you not love him too?

*Jucharte is a Swiss term for an area of land of 36 ares, though here being used synonymously with acres. These names presumably refer to Kinloch family owned land at Kensington and Weehaw, though it’s not clear what or where Kinlochsfurt (Kinloch’s Ford) is, as well as the 2000 acres that Kinloch Sr acquired in East Florida.

28 Aug 1776

Was kann ich dafür, daß meine Feder immer für Euch anseht? Nun mich auch Kinloch verläßt, so sind Sie mir Alles. Ich verstehe Ihr Herz, ich verehre Euch in Euren Etourderien.

Difficile est saturam non scribere. nam quis iniquae

tam patiens urbis, tam ferreus, ut teneat se.

Meine Briefe werden künftig noch anders seyn. Mein Kinloch scheidet von mir, und B. ist der einige Sterbliche, den ich wenigstens Einmal wöchentlich umarmen kann. [...] Und der ist Kinloch, dessen Vaterstadt Clinton nun ausgefordert, der in dieser Stunde vielleicht sein ganzes Vermögen durch Bomben und Schwert verloren hat, der seine zärtliche Mutter und seine Schwester der barbarischen Wuth teutscher Soldaten ausgesetzt weiß, und ruhig seine Gesetze studiert, sich zu großen Dingen stärkt, und sogar Zeit findet, mich zu lieben und Sie zu grüßen.

18 Sept 1776

Ich habe Ihnen einen langen Brief geschrieben, und nicht gesandt, weil ich weiß, daß, Sie meinen Unmuth immer mit mir theilen. Ich will mich lieber dagegen stärken; außer Lastern und Unwissenheit ist in der Welt kein Unglück für den Weisen; wozu hälfe die Philosophie! - Es ist lang, seit Sie mir geschrieben; erinnern Sie sich, daß ich ohne Sie nicht seyn kann. — Kinloch geht, wann? weiß ich nicht, aber gewiß vor dem 10. Det., auf drei Tage nach Iverdun; ich komme nicht mit ihm. Wenn K, von dem Wenigen, so der Krieg ihm übrig gelassen, für mich entübrigen, und für mich sich selbst abbrechen will, und über das Schicksal zürnt, welches ihn nicht für mich reich gemacht hat, alsdann fühlt Euer Freund die Macht der göttlichen Freundschaft über sein Herz, sucht sie vergeblich unter den andern, sieht nur Euch und ihn.

30 Oct 1776

Kinloch allein macht mich glücklicher, als alle 13 Orte. Ich habe 3 Briefe von ihm, die bringe ich Euch.

23 Dec 1776

Ungefähr um sieben Uhr schreibe ich meine Briefe; wöchentlich an Sie und an Kinloch; selten an andere um Geschäfte; bisweilen nach Genf wegen der Unruhen; bisweilen an einen jungen Menschen, der mich sehr liebt und welchen ich bilde, mir einst statt meiner Augen zu dienen. [...] Meine glücklichsten Augenblicke sind die, in welchen ich eine neue Verbindung oder eine neue Wendung entdecke, und die, wenn ich von meiner Arbeit aufstehe, und einsam durch mein Zimmer spaziere, die Gedanken auf Sie und K. oder auf meine künftige Glückseligkeit geheftet.

31 Dec 1776

Kinloch schreibt, alle seine Briefe sind voll Einbildung und Empfindung; Er sieht den Cardinal Bernis, den Herzog von Ostgothland, den Herzog von Glocester. Die amerikanische Armee ist zerstreut, Washington scheint für sich und die Seinigen einen guten Frieden zu suchen; wenn der Krieg fortdauren sollte, so ist K. entschlossen, alles Glück, so ihn erwartete, sogar die Gesundheit, deren er nur in Europa genießt, seiner Mutter aufzuopfern. Ich kann Ihnen nie genug den Edelmuth seiner hohen Seele rühmen. 

17 Feb 1777

Denken Sie nicht, ich thue wohl, dem Kinloch zu sagen, daß er, bis ich ihm anderst schreibe, nichts für mich suche? [...] Was macht, daß ich meine Unabhängigkeit nicht von der Feder erwarten kann, ist meine unbegränzte Ruhmbegierde; alles was ich schreibe, möchte ich aller Zeiten und aller Völker würdig machen: das macht die Arbeit lang. Ich bin aber nicht unruhig; ich verlasse mich auf Euch und Kinloch und mich. - Ich will Euch mit meinen Kapiteln Briefe über Italien von Kinloch senden!

1 April 1777

Ich umarme dich, mein Bruder und mein Freund. Sobald ich der Fesseln dieses Todes befreit bin, lebe ich für Dich allein und für K. Adieu, Adieu.

12 April 1777

Noch eins: Ja die Griechen hatten Könige; diese Könige waren die Planters, wie Abraham, wie unser alter Adel und die amerikanischen Engländer. Wenn Kinlochs 2000 Jucharten in Florida und sein Kensington, Kinlochsfurt und Winyau* beisammen lagen, so hätt' ihn Homer den König Francis Kinloch genannt.

[...]

Kinloch aus Paris: “In this moment I receive yours and stretch the hand of fraternal love to you across the extent of country, that separates us my dearest M. The love of you is an essential part of my very being, and I could not sooner quit the one as the other. If there is a Being, whose eye pierces into the inmost recesses of our soul, he alone can know how much I love you, and how much, how ardently I desire from the very bottom of my heart, that it may ever be in my power to remove every obstacle that stands between you and the most supreme degree of happiness. The only service we can render one another at present, is to keep our friendship unsullied by any thing unworthy of it, to act as if we, each of us, had the eyes of him we love best upon us. The day will come when I shall be able to lay my hands upon your works, and to say with a smile of exultation: This man is my bosom friend. Trust me, K. will not be altogether idle on his side. I seldom, you know, give way to the effusions of my love, but when I do, the tears start into my eyes, and I am obliged to lay down my pen.” Und du: “Alles nähert dich meinem Herzen mehr und mehr." Kann ich unglücklich seyn, und wird die Wärme Eurer Freundschaft meinen Geist nicht befruchten? nicht entzünden? Als ich Kinlochs Brief bekommen, konnte ich den ganzen Morgen nicht mehr arbeiten. Sage mir, mein Herzensfreund: liebest Du ihn nicht auch?

[auburniivenus]

Schwarze Sonne - BACK SUN

Praedator sanguis terra terroris corpo ferreus tremor infernus timor invictus extinctor fortis es angelus

Eternally, Black Sun

@fallesto @estarion

[spacefinch]

Character names in a fantasy world:

Balthazar Pendragon the Great Wizard of the Seven Kingdoms

Lord William Henry Robert the Thirty-Sixth

Anthea Concorde

Regulus Satrapa

Ferreus, son of Festus

Lady Amaryllis

Captain Hirundo Rustica

Galileo Figaro Magnifico

Also fantasy character names:

Scrunk

Scrimblo Bimblo

Floofin

Dave the Magical Cheese Wizard

Glup Shitto

Eeby Deeby

Sneef, son of Snorf

The Appler (THE. Appler. The one and only.)

Please feel free to reblog this with characters that fit either of these gross oversimplications of fantasy characters.

[it-s-blue-ink]

My Team 8 drabble collection series, 'Cold and cruel, loyal and lasting', is updated with Part 3: Fatalis VIII

Click here for the series!

Click here for Part 1: Ferreus VIII

Click here for Part 2: Fidelis VIII

Click here for Part 3: Fatalis VIII <-CURRENTLY UPDATING (1 Feb -23)

All chapters are 100 words.

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Fandom: Naruto

Summary: Aburame Shino, Hyuga Hinata, and Inuzuka Kiba are forced to adapt to a cruel and uncaring world, by becoming just that: cruel and uncaring.

Emotions smothered, used to the scent of blood, and the brutality of their lives, they can only cling to each other for comfort and sanity.

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Reblogs are loved.

[kingofcaptura]

Zephyr Prime Season 5 - Collab with Ferreus Demon

[gendrakon]

ferrkhromdrachta

pronunciation: FERR-krom-DRAK-ta etymology: ferreus - steel blue, unyielding (latin), chromatic- colours (english), drache- dragon (german)

a gender based on the blue dragon from dungeons and dragons. related to law, family bonds, storms, trickery, illusions, sand and deserts, arid heat, sapphires, lightning, mockery, royalty, sandstorms, and dehydration. feels like static, smells like ozone, feels like dizziness, and looks like all shades of blue. has no particular gendered alignment. names of notable blue dragons: -iymrith -lennithon -anwir dupretiskava pronoun ideas: blue/blues/blueself spark/sparks/sparkself sand/sands/sandself light/ning/lightningself storm/storms/stormself des/desert/desertself ill/illus/illusion

[transgenderenkidu]

wait i had an "!!" ask in my inbox and now its GONE but im still gonna show you my oc

met @shiny-tgekiss sent the ask and i did Not mean for it to turn into this but it did anyway

ok so this oc is set in the same shattering world as fulmen for background, and is similarly undergoing redevelopment, but introducing:

aqua regia, silver-handed, leader of armies

regia wasn't born with a spear in her hand but sometimes it feels close, the haft in her hand more familiar than what her hands are for. it's been a very long time since she's used her acid for something as benign as sterilization.

(watching her little siblings grip their arms until their palms are bloody makes her sick. but it had always been inevitable. the sword of damocles hangs.)

the world shatters in an instant, a hundred years of tension reaching its breaking point. with a sound like a sword snapping, the earth heaves and shakes and splits and in the space between that great being's heartbeats, canyons form, chunks of land are loosed from the crust, and regia is alone. she takes off her helmet. the thin air scratches against the back of her throat. it's as likely as not that her army is scattered, much more likely that both suffered incalculable losses.

(the war ends here, in an instant. all of a sudden, there's nothing to fight over anymore. all of a sudden, there's something much more important to worry about. the sword of damocles twists overhead.)

just as quickly, the gods vanish. regia hopes it was shame. she knows it wasn't. swift fulmen finds her first when it happens, acid eating through the blood on her shield. she barely resists the urge to leave her hand there, let the acid do what it does and destroy. but ferreus is with them, and fulmen's had a growth spurt during the war, and they can look her in the eye.

"regia," they say. no title, no epithet. it's a question, as much as a single word can be. regia puts down her spear. it's an answer, as much as a single action can be. when fulmen hugs her, she doesn't put her hands on their unarmored back. her 'i love you' gets caught in her throat.

(she tortured people with those hands. she doesn't regret it, but she doesn't know how to braid her brother's hair. the sword of damocles shivers.)

regia keeps her spear by her side. she's hardly the only one who can stand the taste of blood in the air, but ignis is a dog off leash, and she doesn't trust them to stop biting. fulmen's hands shake as they cede leadership to her, murmuring a promise to follow the woman who had once commanded a massacre of their troops. she sets her jaw and accepts.

(below her feet, the heart of a broken planet still beats. miles above, a watcher moon herds the still-forming rings into orbit. and over her head, the sword of damocles swings.)

[klar-jezebeth]

Praedator sanguis Terra terroris Torpor ferreus Tremor infernus Timor invictus Extinctor fortis Es angelus

[creatorofuniverses]

Inktober Day 16 – Grungy

Not only is Ferreus often grungy in the typical sense of the word, he also meshes pretty well with grunge fashion. Durable and practical thrift store finds are right up his alley.

[nicolaciviero-blog]

946 le tableaux vivant (testo)

Sono nato a mantova un giorno di settembre. Gli alberi stavano perdendo le foglie. Mi hanno insegnato che Dio è Amore ma le stagioni passano e la fede si smarrisce. Il prete mi ha unto il capo e mi ha rivestito con un'armatura d'argento sbalzato ma se mi guardo attento cavalco ancora una sagoma di legno. I giorni mi sono venuti incontro come un esercito di ferro. I ranghi serrati, le visiere abbassate. Ho chiesto aiuto ma alla fine ho pianto da solo il dolore della battaglia. Adesso mangio la terra che sa di bagnato cercando l'uomo che non l'ha mai calpestata. Tic tac fa la vita, tic tac, e poi si ferma. Anno ab incanatione MCMLXV

946 le tableaux vivant (text)

I was born in Mantua one day in September. The trees were losing their leaves. They taught me that God is Love but the seasons pass and faith gets lost. The priest anointed my head and dressed me in embossed silver armor but if I look closely I am still riding a wooden silhouette. The days came at me like an iron army. The ranks closed, the visors lowered. I asked for help but in the end I cried the pain of the battle alone. Now I eat the earth that tastes wet looking for the man who has never stepped on it. Life goes tick tock, tick tock, and then it stops. Anno ab incanatione MCMLXV

946 le tableaux vivant

MANTUÆ NATUS SUM, SEPTEMBRIS DIE: EX ARBORUM FRONDIBUS FOLIA CASURA ERANT. DUEM CARITATEM ESSE ME DOCUERUNT PARENTES, SED EFFLUIT TEMPUS ATQUE FIDES DILABITUR. MIHI CAPUT UNXIT SACERDOS ET ARGENTEAM ARMATURAM OPERE CÆLATO INDUIT; NIHILHOMINUS, SI ANIMUM AD ME IPSUM ATTENDO, ME LIGNEA FORMA EQUITANTEM VIDEO. DIES MIHI OBVIAM VENERUNT TAMQUAM FERREUS EXERCITUS , CONFERTISSIMA ACIE ET BUCCULIS CLAUSIS. AUXILIUM PETIVI SED SOLUS PUGNAE MÆRORE FLEVI. NUNC TERRA VESCOR QAUÆ HUMIDUM HUMOREM SAPIT, EXPETENS HOMINEM QUI NUNQUAM EAM CONCULCAVIT. VITA PALPITAT, PULSAT, PALPITAT, PULSAT, DEINDE ELABITUR. AMEN. ANNO AB INCARNATIONE MCMLXV.

[444names]

the entire article on canini (tribe) from wikipedia + tolkienesque forenames

Abron Aegil Aglaian Agond Ainerdac Aiweng Aldaent Aldantord Aldurodin Alfindo Alinyate Almor Amehtareꞓ Amerdon Amroste Andand Andom Andreorni Andretur Anelpal Anhel Aniebry Animë Anthaphor Anákh Araldor Aralion Arastel Arati Aration Arctisir Ardansil Ardilmo Arerdar Argil Ariendo Ariened Ariptin Arliangen Arnien Arosel Articyon Arved Arven Assacan Assil Atelegalm Athow Augdui Aulegalad Aulwë Aurfin Aurodgs Auruepher Avidree Avient Bacil Bagorlin Ballas Baras Bardir Barth Basfar Bastoolla Bastor Beletara Berast Bereber Berepped Berridur Bolfhin Bombar Boranwë Borbar Borbithir Borumand Braned Brear Bríand Brímar Bucan Buccalge Burth Busiont Bëorry Cabagdur Calas Caláf Canimemmo Canothmo Carane Cardan Celdil Cemel Cendin Cenne Cered Ceril Cestooke Chargo Chionquil Cielegon Clane Clatel Clegund Comirent Cooke Cotes Crium Crodil Cross Crotil Culad Círiang Dairion Dandur Dearth Dellimrog Dengwatis Dentst Deseus Devarmern Diador Distorn Docemmog Docyon Dogene Doredus Duftedfor Dushnáma Dwilad Dwynocyon Dwynorn Eadormen Eadorn Earin Earon Eatudel Elannarth Eldar Elemel Elethir Elfhery Ellacilik Ellatisto Elmossion Eludil Elvenow Emessi Empalgan Endil Ennam Eressack Erion Erotine Esecte Expamila Eärnus Fassand Fastanfas Feargon Feathor Fentic Ferey Ferreus Fingen Forin Foxend Frebryat Fëandil Fílimlith Galdbe Gamir Gandia Ganimene Gastanda Genno Gensisla Gielf Gielman Gielrond Gilmo Gimbarcus Gimil Gimor Gindil Girimë Goldin Goldog Gorbifus Gorde Gothald Gothráini Gotohel Granduf Grion Griopel Gromerus Gwaenuily Gwass Gymnorn Hadal Halater Haphion Harimo Hedfox Heimbra Heleg Herriel Herthorde Hiellassë Holog Horon Huanámont Huoloth Huord Hurfineld Hámon Ibereꞓ Idrec Imbrack Imbut Imiocely Imlath Imotir Imrazog Imuzgama Incana Indor Inelim Iscri Isingon Kilzôr Kitte Lagon Landil Lareꞓ Lastë Legir Legron Lenene Liandus Linorod Linrog Lionnocyn Léomë Macipitte Macrië Madûnart Mahtarimë Maines Maiwenger Malad Malfinel Malmos Maláf Mamlor Mancath Mandin Mandis Manfolg Manivra Mardal Margil Mavipeor Meghâd Mehtamir Mehtaras Melemnow Mendil Mendor Mennatul Meril Meriocyon Mictin Miela Mielugall Miendë Miladon Morfimen Míriked Naegasaen Nahilzhel Naran Naras Narda Nenener Nieldad Niele Nimbragor Norcien Nyargon Nyata Nyavipe Náinduin Náriber Nárior Náros Nólia Nólikini Nómin Nómirgoth Offst Ofustly Ohiel Olchyur Olduind Orantel Orbador Oronota Orowyn Ortis Ostis Ostruca Packed Paldiri Palger Palinest Paltres Pameseng Panamdír Pedil Peleb Peorn Phadûna Phaihinna Phyluma Pregimla Prele Prensi Prephof Prieliar Prongol Prooniew Rahtarmon Raitë Ralmog Randorwen Rassion Ratter Relwë Roupush Salik Salvin Saláf Sansi Scharn Scramir Scron Semmo Seriond Shakhîm Shalase Shateny Shelecth Skuluiny Smaindon Smarinus Sméago Snordari Somion Somith Spelepred Speor Sperus Stras Subtrides Subtriën Sumargens Surear Surue Súriocyon Talpester Taltrion Tanond Taram Tarda Taressë Tarmern Tarór Tatessum Tatisi Telebof Telmo Teloce Thaelen Theimë Theleg Thilmack Thindus Thinech Thini Thiryard Théompor Ticrimiel Tioces Toidrens Trastohta Tudil Turue Typed Túrindirs Túrion Ufted Uglarië Ulkasion Ultrimë Umbatal Undilgal Undir Ungorn Vansilit Vaten Vencleth Viars Viele Viondia Viorom Viptinuil Voron Voronor Voroth Voroticyn Vulkhadar Vulwë Waith Walad Wider Wikin Wildow Winesion Wolash Woldil Wollan Worger Wornus Yation Zerimil Zimaure Éodir Éodredin Éodwynus Éotheis Írinzil

[versinator]

Paplanon utazol

Beleheli kiköpött beront patétikus Írhatta gyalogság aprószentek vergilius Legszívesebben bácsiékhoz elporlik szaporodtak Hétnyolc napjuk fütyülnek munkádnak Fájnak! volté folytatta állomást Atque messzefénylő imbolyog! békítést

Áfrikai gyönyörével folyamok lakósa Feketeségben lukán vödör átalakulása Tudod! lobogással? felhőskörmü bársonyorru Sötétből! balhás ládákban szigoru Horkolva csiklándja csúszkálnak fáklyafüst Topogással! csodálkoznék bűvészkedést fölolvasást

Szerteszállt támadok férfiként ferreus Lebzselt makkot csontján faginus Gabonák nevetéstől rotyogva összekocódtak Visszajöttem legényhangoknak megtorolj! karolnak Szegedi fontoskodó ták fenyegetést Nyáluk szuszog repedj színezüst

Savanyodott féligszítt istenhegyi tudósa Párisról piszmogás megméretett szárnyasa Gyökerén ráhull meghatva hófodru Faszilánkokat tarkólövés matató hófaru Ledobják hunyorint járkálás mókust Biztosra mendegél mozgósítási gyökvonást

Kertjeinknek szemért karold plus! Csomósan sincsen? énekelek! tibullus Elpusztulok hallomé? tisztaságra nyomorúltak Tanuja munkáló kisiklatják pálmaágak! Felrikolt tölgykerités őriztem orvost Bujkálsz taposgat próbák mélyedést

Fáradó csőrük rámrámvillan tiltakozása Szájunk évenkénti elfutottak tódítása Üvöltöm tájnak! ujjaimban vadsodru Pöndörödő megbotoltam emlékeképen könnyüszáru Szeszekkel csöppen gyöngyszemeket zuhanást Vetkezem? sárgaságom kilencéves spondeust

[tuxedo-birds]

Grey Bush Chat (Saxicola ferreus)

© forest venkat

[it-s-blue-ink]

Ferreus, Fidelis, Fatalis

Cold and cruel, loyal and lasting (<- ao3)

Fandom: Naruto Characters: Team 8-centric, Aburame Shino, Hyuga Hinata, Inuzuka Kiba Ships: Endgame poly throuple Rating: Mature

Do you want to read over 80 100-word drabbles about Team 8 suffering in a cruel, cruel world, surviving by becoming cold and ruthless in turn? From Genin to Timeskip to Blank Period ages.

Part I: Ferreus VIII

Part II: Fidelis VIII

Part III: Fatalis VIII

All parts are complete!

Please look forward to the Epilogue fic with lots more words than 100.