#imma go on a lyric hunt rn

[naaijas]

remembrance brings with it a wave of nostalgia that naija tends to push out of her mind when it hits her. not that she doesnt enjoy looking back on the days of their youth, time spent on this shore slowly shaping who she is at her core. its the missing stones in their strong family foundation that make each memory as bittersweet for the manderly as shes sure it is for her mirror. "all too well," humor is evident in a heavy tone, "she asked why i hadn't returned the favor, and told manal and i that the next time anyone aside from she lay a hand to us, kin or otherwise, that we come to our own defense." thinks fondly for a brief moment of silence on the vision of regality that was and still is manal manderly i. lessons from the woman held a wide range of knowledge, from that still fresh on shivering lips to the poised way she holds her posture even in the presence of said kin.

"yes, yes, i know." favors a knowing mumble for her typical inflection. irritation doesnt plague her, as the assurance mught suggest, but rather a hesitation that stifles what she wishes to say until words are nothing more than a dull, constant ache in her chest. brows furrow in response to both that ache and her brother's daming insinuation. hand raises to instinctively lay a soft, yet pointed blow to his shoulder, disappointment evident when it doesnt connect. "gods no, amir, what is wrong with you? me with a bolton? i think this family has suffered enough don't you?" momemt of levity before returning to the thoughts lingering in the back of her mind. perhaps there are things nasit needn't hear, like the fracture in her faith or the fear she carries within at the very thought of his departure.

"does it worry you?" asked frankly, though she doesnt break a gaze intent on ebbing and flowing tides. "the position nas has found himself in. it is an honor of the highest. a blessing from the gods hands directly to his, yet i cannot feel the pride i know i should over the.. dread." a carefully chosen word to cover every conflicting emotion. "lord karstark was not present at the ceremony, and you would be bereft of my truth if were to say his absence doesn't unnerve me." blame cannot be placed upon the lord, if she were in his shoes she might not be in attendance for the person thats replacing her. she can, however, worry about the implications of his absence with the current northern turmoil. "i worry that there may be retribution and that our dear brother will be at the core of it."

squinted, misty brown hues finally lower to the dark sands before making a familiar path to amirs. "do you think that they could hurt nasir?"

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amir stood silently at her side, feeling the familiar cold bite of the wind tug at the edges of his furred cloak. he didn’t mind the chill; it was her that he worried about. yet, naija had a way of making even the cold feel like something that could be weathered, especially when she spoke like this. he stepped closer to her, the sand beneath his boots soft and familiar. the shores of white harbor had always been a place of quiet contemplation for them, especially as children.

they had been inseparable then, like two halves of the same whole, and as much as he liked to project his outward confidence to the world, there was something about naija that made him feel more himself, more true. a soft laugh escaped his lips, but it wasn’t one of those loud, raucous ones he often shared with others. this was different. a quiet laugh that was just for her. "i remember," he said, the words thick with warmth.

"you were shitting yourself, but you knew...you know i ended up taking the blame for that, don't you?" he asked, a familiar spark in his dark orbs as he looked upon his twin. "on gods, i told her i pushed you. you're as clumsy as an arse, still." he responded, his face one of mischief as he looked upon her, noting their footprints against the black sand beach. he wasn’t sure why the words came out like they did, but it felt like the right thing to say. his hand brushed through his shoulder length dreadlocks, a quiet reminder to himself that he had always carried his burdens out loud, had always been the one to make noise and stir things up.

but naija, she could keep everything locked inside, waiting for the right moment to share. and now that moment had come. "whatever it is, you know i’ll keep it here, with me," he said, his voice firm, but gentle. "don't be telling me you've done something mad though, like try to shoot your shot at that weird bolton. ugly ass." he let out a low laugh that was more like a taunt as he looked toward his sister, moving before she got the opportunity to hit his shoulder. "nasir can listen to our issues, it's fine. he's meant to."

[hyperfixation-tangentopia]

Thaaanks I might've done this previously I don't remember

1: Are you named after anyone? Yesn't. I chose 2 names irl (fluid gender go brr) and one is more inspired by a fictional character than after one but ig it half counts.

2: When was the last time you cried? Uhh I don't remember, probably a month or two ago though

3: Do you have kids? I have fictional trauma beans and a couple fur children.

4: What sports do you play/have played? Uhh I don't. Considered soccer when I was younger but wasn't allowed because smth smth health insurance idk I was like 8

5: Do you use sarcasm? Insufferably so.

6: What's the first thing you notice about people? Hair, sometimes their shirt if it's flashy enough, mostly their hair

7: What's your eye color? I give up I have no idea. I swear there's like 3

8: Scary movies or happy endings? Well as a person who spent the entire time playing a horror game with a friend last night hauling stuff back and forth in the un-scary areas and hunted for a happy ending to the rottmnt apocalypse timeline imma go with happy endings

9: Any talents? Idk, I think I'm decent at drawing and writing depending on the day, occasionally I can get some good song lyrics out too. Not much otherwise that I can think of. Apparently I'm halfway decent on a piano (I have no training so probably not but meh)

10: Where were you born? US

11: What are your hobbies? Writing, drawing, singing, dancing (but I don't do it like. Ever. Used to do ballet though.), piano, walking when I can, reading (if my brain works), uhh that's all I can think of rn

12: Do you have any pets? A cat and a dog. They're the best.

13: How tall are you? 5'3, 5'4? Crosses fingers for a growth spurt

14: Favorite subject in school? Uhh, English, generally. Science depending on the week and the subject. Never math.

15: Dream job? I have no idea anymore I'll be happy if I get there 👍

Brain too dead to tag anyone that wants to join

15 People, 15 Questions

except I don't tag 15 people because I hardly know anyone who would do this. But thank you for the tag @queen-of-hobgobblers !! I've already done a variation of this but hey another one can't hurt

1. Are you named after anyone? Not that I know of. My other counterparts aren't that particular famous.

2. When was the last time you cried? When I was doing finals.

3. Do you have kids? Not yet. have to align my cells just right for mitosis

4. What sports do you play/have you played? I played ultimate frisbee, which was probably my most favourite sport. Other sports were like, basketball and hockey and tennis.

5. Do you use sarcasm? Of course not. Why would I use sarcasm.

6. What’s the first thing you notice about people? I think their eyes. How they speak too; funnily enough I realised why I pay attention to people's voices a lot. It's so that I can mimic their speech patterns when I talk with them.

7. What’s your eye color? Very boring (dark brown. always waiting for that sexy beam of sunlight)

8. Scary movies or happy endings? I like both of them to be honest.

9. Any talents? I can recite the Bee Movie script. every line of it. before this movie turned into a meme, I was reciting Barry's wet dream at age 3 with perfect intonation and was in-character the whole time.

10. Where were you born? The land down under :'/

11. What are your hobbies Writing, art, music, gaming, watching movies... a new one is sleeping for +12 hours everyday

12. Do you have any pets? I had six goldfish and all of them died. We also were the honourary parents for a baby spotted dove and juvenile sparrows and magpies.

13. How tall are you? next question

14. favorite subject in school? English! and then maybe science.

15. dream job reject capitalist societies return to the bartering system

I now pass this great honour to the following: @fishndips @chaos-vulpix @weekend-whip @professionalwaterbender @somethingwithfrogs @tikitikitu

Of course you're not obligated to do this; and if I haven't tagged you you can still do this if you want! I've ghost tagged you just in case