#medival times

[hauntedcreatorobject]

I caught a flower at medieval times and I feel like the fairest goddamn maiden

[missadacackle]

1477, Stawford.

It's a peaceful day like all others in the small village of Stawford. The villagers live their life and do their jobs. So also Ada Cackle and Hecate Hardbroom. Yet everything changes when their life gets turned upside down from a life treatning accusation...

Suddenly the entire village is in turmoil and strange things start happening. Nobody knows what's happening and nobody can be trusted. Will peace ever return to Stawford?

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I have posted the first two chapters of this new fanfic, I hope to post part three soon.

[frankwolftown]

Meme of the day!

[goat-fanatic]

fellas is testing your manservants reflexes gay??

[emrys-rusts]

I keep seeing medival arthurian literature pop up on my dash, and I did a little digging because I'm a huge literature, arts and language nerd

I dont know you, and you dont know me, but I really love you guys, wherever you may be

Good for you good for you

I admire the dedication

[arrayoflightarchives]

Kagehina yap because I can't get them out of my brain even tho I need to go to bed bc I have a full day of lectures tomorrow,,,

(be warned yall that this is a long one, which is why I've put the big explanation under the cut)

Okay so Kagehina shouldn't be getting together before Brazil Arcc. If you wanna write them before then, go ahead I love a good bit of hs kghn or long-distance kghn as much as the next person. However, for their characters at the end of HS, I feel like they need to have the Adlers v MSBY match before they should be in a relationship:

The end of 3rd year:

At the end of their third year, Kageyama is still not fully open with Hinata, let alone anyone else. I'm not saying that you have to be completely open with everyone before getting into a relationship, but I think for their dynamic, he needs to learn to be more open with his emotions than he is at that point before you can have two personalities like him and Hinata in a relationship together.

At the end of third year, Hinata is still nowhere near Kageyama's skill level in volleyball. Again, I'm not saying that they need to have equal skill levels to be in a relationship however, Hinata does have a major inferiority complex about this specifically when compared to Kageyama and I don't think that, with he skill level he is at in 2015 (when they graduate). He can't catch up with Kageyama by becoming a skilled player in his own right without going to Brazil, we know this, but going to Brazil also develops his personality as well as his vb skills. He is now more confident and has learnt a lot and so he is able to be on what he considered equal footing with Kageyama (what he considered is the important part here bc of his issues with comparing himself to Kageyama, which we see the whole way through the story).

Now flip to post Brazil:

At this point, Kageyama has begun to open up a bit more by spending time with his teammates, mostly on Adlers, but you can assume JNT as well - we just don't see much of that bc Hinata is the protag, and he's busy sulking over Kags not visiting him atp. Like we can see this in small things like him showing Ushijima the photo of Hinata and Oikawa. He is now more open than he was in hs but he hasn't talked to (at least not much more than maybe like a couple two message interactions) Hinata in a couple years as far as we know. Because of their whole soulmate thing because Kageyama is still somewhat alone because of his skill level (see Kazuyo's promise)

At this point, Hinata is finally confident in his skill level, I mean, he was practically unknown and got into the MSBY D1 starting line-up. However, I think it's important to note that atp he has not beaten Kageyama so although he has definitely improved - he's earned the title of Ninja Shoyo, which is his own compared to the little giant (I can also yap abt that honestly) - he doesn't know whether he has caught up with Kageyama who, for all he knows could have improved just as much as he did in the time they were apart. Hinata might now have many brain cells, but he knows enough that it's silly to think that Kageyama has not improved at all while playing with the JNT and being in VL D1 since high school.

Post-Adlers v MSBY match:

Kageyama has now opened up. This bit is less about opening up to those around him (although he has, see "took you long enough") and is more about him being open with his own emotions. Obviously, he's not suddenly fixed years of emotional repression in one match, but he's chosen to open himself up to Hinata (see being happy/smiling at losing a match) and therefore also open with the audience (we finally see his backstory - that idea is not mine it's from this post it's rlly good u should read it). At this point, I feel like he is ready to have a healthy relationship with Hinata while still working through his other issues. He isn't going to be magically perfect now, but still, he's at a maturity point where he would be able to be in a relationship with someone as competitive as him and Hinata are together.

Hinata has now won against Kageyama. He now knows and feels confident with his skills as a player of his own right and worth, and so now his competition with both people like Hoshiumi and then especially with Kageyama is not going to be him seeing himself as the small junior high version of him who got beaten in 30 minutes still trying to prove himself, but the amazing Ninja Shoyo who is an amazing all-rounder and a wing spiker (the position he's wanted to play in order to be ace which he didn't get a chance to play before). He has grown as a person already while in Brazil, but this win is simply confirmation that he has done what he went there to do. He can trust that he made the right choice to leave Kageyama and the trust and dynamic that they had created (which was a major worry of his through the first part of the Brazil arc - with the homesickness and seeing Kageyama in the Olympics) and is better for it. this game proves it all to him, and he can welcome Kageyama and a possible relationship with him now that they are equals, rivals and a team at the same time.

Finally, onwards:

We finally see that they are together, whether you want that to be as teammates and best friends/platonic soulmates or as romantic soulmates it's up to you, but we see that they have improved both in vb and in their relationship together (see one of my fav panels to ever exist with their fist bump in JNT uniforms).

They are on the same team together, except stronger, when they go to the Olympics together. And then when we see after that, they still have a strong dynamic with them both declaring they're going to win in the Ali Roma v ASAS São Paulo game which makes me think that they keep in contact a lot better than they did while Hinata was playing beach - only bc there seems to be less of the tension that is there when they meet before the MSBY Adlers game.

Anywaysss that pretty much concludes my yap on why they shouldn't get together until after the Brazil arc. I could probably say a billion more things about this, but this was the best way to get any sort of coherence from me about this. I will probably do more yaps so if people want, feel free to ask me questions in my ask box or in the notes!!!!

(Also I hope yall appriciate the colour coding, I chose the purple over the blue cause I felt it was more Kageyama coded, at least on my phone it is)

[odinspattern]

That is a very good point. The pickle and fermentation game must be insane.

Another thing that just occured to me. I do not know if this was common everywhere, but in Medival Norway, you would say your age by telling how many winters/summers you’ve seen.

How do measure this in this world? A guy being 3 winters old could just as well be 81 or 15 after all.

Not to mention that in some places, you’d not feed your grass chewing animals from November/December until the grass came back up from the snow, because grain was so precarious for survival of the family. You simply could not feed the animals and humans at the same time during winter. And while not a practice that I condone, it was common up until the mid 1800’s. So what do you do here, where it will practically not be an option?

I think I'm the only person who actually understands Game of Thrones because whenever I think about it literally the only thing I can think is "how much FOOD did you waste on this stupid war, when WINTER is coming, you idiots you're all going to starve"

[peasant-player]

I doom scrolled my whole blog to show you @erendur this pic that I didn't even posted here AGAIN.

Like what am I even doing??

As a apology let me dump my old art and stuff on you:

That is not everything but I needed to doom scrolled my camera gallery and wow

I have to much pictures.

[miryum]

I had a thought—

So Hogwarts was founded around 990 CE, right? Up to when Harry attended, that gives us about 1000 years that Rowling didn't cover or explore. And that means 1000 year of troubles that I have questions about

1000-1300 CE: Okay, so like, medieval times. Can we talk about the sexism that would be here? How did the professors handle that? The girls would have to wear these horrid clothes and expect to have flying lessons? Or were flying lessons only for the boys? How much of Hogwarts was gender segregated? And the Holy Roman Empire was all the rage. That means ultra-Christianity. What if a kid from upper Scotland came in and worshipped polytheism? What then? Would the other kids have burned them or killed them?

1400 CE: This was when witch burnings/huntings were getting popular. I'm assuming that the kids were safe when they got to Hogwarts, but what about Muggleborns? If a guy dressed in robes came to this peasant's mudhut and said "your daughter's a witch!" you're telling me that those parents wouldn't burn their daughter at the stake? And yes, wizards/witches could easily hide their abilities once they graduated, but what if they had a kid that came out magical? How would you explain that your baby is levitating to the townsfolk? Or what if you married a muggle? Would you have to hide your identity your entire marriage? Would you have to hope your kids weren't magical like you? And what if you're a woman who then marries an awful muggle man and you know you're stronger than him and can kill him extremely easily in his sleep, but you can't because it's 1400 CE?!?!

1500 CE: We're getting to the Renaissance right now, okay? So all these kids are beginning to explore literal magic and you're telling me they didn't mix that with the new inventions of the era? Was Galileo or Michelangelo really a wizard? And if all these inventors/thinkers were wizards, who else? Magic has spanned all of time, apparently, so were the pyramids built with magic? (sorry, that was a small side tangent.) And then the Reformation came along and split everyone into different religions. Were there tensions among Catholic/Lutheran students? What about the teachers? What if a Lutheran fell in love with a Catholic at school? What then?

1600-1700 CE: Now lemme ask about social classes. How big of a problem was that? And I think we all know that this problem spanned much longer than just the two centuries I'm giving it. Imagine if a Dutch aristocrat's daughter was admitted to Hogwarts and "oh, it's just a fancy boarding school?" you tell the parents, "great! she can go" so then she gets there, all dressed to the nines with the ballgowns and big wigs and finds out she has to room with a peasant girl and an artist's daughter. Can you imagine?! And yes, maybe they would've become friends, but realistically, probably not. The daughter would demand her own room, but the headmaster couldn't do that, so what would happen? Would she order her new roommates to help her get dressed each morning? Would she look down her nose at them? Would there be different tables in the Great Hall for the upper class? I'm assuming that the professors would have different viewpoints concerning what their background was, so would the Dutch daughter be aghast when her professor (who used to be a blacksmith's apprentice) takes her down a notch and hits her in front of the whole class? And what would recreational activities be like? Yes, everyone would have the same uniforms during class, but can you imagine a guy walking up to you on a lazy Sunday dressed in his powdered wig and golden coattails with their weirdly high white socks and buckled shoes?

1800 CE: Slavery. We know that had to have been racial segregation, right? And even if Europe was all progressive and abolished slavery starting in the 1400s, some countries definitely still had slavery. And don't even get me started on America and Ilvermorny. Being a Southern belle and then having to take classes and eat in the same room from the same plates as someone that looks like the slaves your father owns? (What about the fucking Civil War?! Confederates and unionists in the same school?!) And I'm sure the same thing happened in Hogwarts! And I didn't even mention the Transatlantic Slave Trade in the 1500-1800s!! How did Hogwarts handle racism? If they just banned all non-whites from the premise, then they lost a large chunk of the next generation of wizards and witches. And those poor boys and girls they banned. Imagine having all these strange phenomenons happen your entire life and have no idea why or trying to hide them because you didn't go to Hogwarts and learned what they were or how to channel them!

1900-2000 CE: Oh my fucking god. Where to begin? The style is drastically different from the 1600s. Now students are coming in with flappers dresses and their hair slicked back and everything and professors are like, "what the fuck?" Did the Yule Ball have different types of dancing? I'm assuming so. Were their more dances because the students loved it? And then the fucking Great Depression hits and now most students can't even buy the necessary textbooks to come to school. Most are needed by their families for work (AND ALSO!!! I didn't mention, but in medieval times, did parents even let their kids go to Hogwarts? They needed them to work the fields or stuff.) Then, growing anti-semitism starts up and some of the students are discriminated against because of their religion, just like back in 1000-1300 CE. The World Wars happen and what if a German kid (who's being indoctrinated and I can go on a whole other rant about children in Germany I swear, don't get me started because I will defend the kids until my last breath) is proudly wearing a swastika just like his daddy and then sees a Jewish kid and starts yelling slurs, just like his dad does? How many kids did Hogwarts save from concentration camps? Did the magical kids beg for the muggle siblings to come and stay at Hogwarts to save them from Auschwitz? Then there were hardly any boys for a generation because they were all off fighting a goddamn war! Things started to chill out for a while until kids came into Hogwarts wearing bell bottoms and tye-die and the girls were burning their bras and were the boys cheering them on or was there serious backlash? How much fucking weed was passed around in the 70s? (This is the marauder era btw.) Did the gay wizards/witches finally feel safe enough about coming out? Or were there too many people against them still? OR, did the homophobic people learn to be more accepting because they had to be? Because they were in the same classes, same dorms, same everything as gays? What about magic birth control? Or, was everyone too worried about Voldemort to burn their bras and come out as gay? How much did Voldemort truly influence the Wizarding World? And then Harry fucking Potter came along, the 90s happened and now, his kids have just graduated! I'm assuming Hogwarts has to have changed with technology, but how much? Do professors think magic is losing the battle to technology or are Muggleborns actually still more fascinated by magic than their phones (I'm assuming if you saw someone change from a human to a cat, that'd be more cool than a TikTok, but who knows?!) Does Hogwarts have WiFi and outlets? Or are kids forbidden from technology? And how did kids from the 80s-90s keep up with technology? Did they all just trapse down to a small town by Hogsmead and have to catch up with all the blockbuster movies there?

In short, I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS

[betweenblackberrybranches]

Day 1 of Medival Artober "Royalty"

Introducing the current king of the kingdom, his close adviser and representative of the wizard council and his bodyguard, who is a wooden automaton in the shape of a bear...

[pettyprocrastination]

Reluctant Bride

Pairing: Ellaria Sand x Baratheon!Fem! Reader (background Oberyn Martell x baratheon!fem!reader)

warnings: description of war, derogatory description of women, forced marriage, oberyn talks lowly of the reader’s appearance and status because he’s angry he has to marry in the first place, Oberyn is a dick but he gets better, (this makes it sound worse than it is lol. Just lore building with angst and sapphic yearning lmao. 

Summary: Just months after the rebellion has ended, Ellaria Sand meets her lover’s betrothed.

word count: 1k 

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Ellaria was dressed in finer clothes than you on your own wedding day. 

Orange silk embroidered with golden serpents hugged her curves and fine jewels were weaved into her hair that your betrothed seemed content to twirl with his finger as he leaned in to whisper in her ear. 

You didn’t need to be told who she was. The beautiful woman by your husband’s side, you saw it plainly in his eyes. Love and devotion that could never be found in a marriage under the sept’s roof, but rather one made by affection and passion. 

Ellaria Sand was more of Oberyn’s wife than you ever thought you would be. 

But bless the poor woman’s heart, she was frightened. 

She didn’t want to come to his wedding at first. But Oberyn has all but begged her to, laying gentle kisses up her arm until he was mumbling his plea into the crook of her neck. 

“If I will be forced to wed against my will, the least you can allow me is the pleasure of having my true love by side when I am chained to another.” 

He always has a flair for dramatics, her sweet prince. 

But Ellaria felt it, as she entered Storm’s End by his side, the judgemental stares and hushed whispers when his hand did not release hers. She knew exactly what they thought of her without ever heaving to hear their voices grind against her ears. 

“He brought his whore?”

“To his own wedding, the gal!” 

“She’s a bastard too, I heard.” 

“That’s the dornish for you, debauched dogs, every single one of them.” 

But she would not flinch at their words, she knew she was a bastard since birth, Dorne may have welcomed it but the rest of Westeros had no issue reminding her and every other sand in the world of their place. She learned it well and wore it with pride. She was the lover of the Red Viper, a child of house Uller, the gossip of tittering lords and ladies did not frighten her. 

However, the Baratheons did. 

She would be a fool not to, truly. They were the ones that started the war, plunging the realm into a year of bloodshed and horror that their eldest son charged headfirst into without a second thought. 

Strong, dutiful, dangerous. 

As she entered Storm’s End, thunder echoing against its stone walls that made their grand home resemble a shadowed cave rather than a castle, she is reminded of their words. 

Ours is the fury. 

It had been the third child, who greeted them. Dressed in all black and face somber, he looked well past his age, like a soldier returning from war rather than the young man just coming to age as he was.

“It’s a great honor to have you, my prince.”

But Stannis Baratheon had suffered a siege while his brother commanded from the battlefield, he had seen the war just the same. 

His eyes, dark and cutting like a hidden blade, fell onto Ellaria, for a moment she felt as if she had come to an execution, rather than a wedding. Stannis looked at her like an intrusion, before bowing his head. 

“My sister is eager to join our houses with this union. As are you, I am sure.” 

Oberyn’s agreeance was slick with mockery, teeth flashed in a grin that made the young man’s face go sour. 

“There is nothing I look forward to more.” 

He had yet to let go of Ellaria’s hand. 

The pair did not separate until they reached the sept, a grand building covered in tapestries of every dead saint and alive with hymns that speak of love and devotion. 

Two things seldom found between husband and wife. 

Oberyn walked to the altar alone, but his eyes caught hers  in the crowd and he smiled. Even from afar, she knew him well enough to catch the twitch of his thumb at his side. That despite his anger and dismissive arrogance he loves to wrap himself in like a silken robe, he was at a disadvantage. This was not his home and nor were these were not his people.  He was in the house of the family responsible for the death of his sister with no plan for vengeance, but a wedding he was forced into, just like his Elia.

Ellaria’s gaze is pulled from her lover as the grand door creaks open over the singing, where their king enters, face still laden with scars of the rebellion, of his conquest, escorting the bride by hand. 

Robert Baratheon was large in every way possible. His presence commanded respect. Even in his formal wear the bulk of his muscle was seen through as he walked. The hymns dulled to a soft hum at his entrance, head turning as his eyes cut into the crowd before they landed on Ellaria and she froze in her spot. 

For a moment, fear clenched her heart. 

Robert had unleashed a war upon the realm when Rhaegar took his betrothed, he plunged his siblings into starvation and rode against countless noble families that now bend the knee to him. He caved in the chest of the silver-haired dragon prince himself, severing the three headed dragon with his war hammer until there was nothing left of it’s legacy than two eggs, lost to the wind. 

And here she stood at his sister’s wedding, the proud lover of her betrothed. 

There’s a brief moment where she wondered if he was going to say something. Shout an order for her to be escorted out for being so bold to be at the union, but then a hand squeezed his and he pulled away from her gaze to yours. 

“Don’t.” Barely a whisper that only he could hear. No question nor plea, but an order. 

One the Usurper obeys without resistance. 

Ellaria had never seen you in person before. But Oberyn had painted a foul picture of you the moment your betrothal was confirmed to still be held after the rebellion. He spoke of your sneer and the way your lips puckered into a sour pout each time somebody spoke to you, your eyes were flat and empty of any emotion. 

“If it weren’t for her skirt I wouldn’t know which one I was marrying.” Oberyn jested as he lifted a goblet of wine to his lips. “Her or Stannis.” 

Ellaria watched you walk down the aisle to her lover, struck by your beauty. 

A hood sat atop your head that fell to embroidered lace covering your shoulders, her eyes found a stray curl that dangled by your face and wondered what it would feel like under her finger tips. Dark eyes flick over to her own if only for a second and she felt herself stopped once more, not with fear. 

But desire. 

You continued forward and she watched you walk down the aisle to the awaiting prince. 

A strong nose frames the soft line of your features, shoulders drawn back and head held high like a queen to be worshiped or a painting to be admired. 

You were regal. Looking more like a crowned ruler than the king by your side.

Your voice did not waver during your vows, she wondered if you were frightened. Any woman would be. To marry a man who loathed her family for a death you had no part in. 

But you didn’t let it show. Instead the promise to be a loyal wife echoed through the sept before you leaned forward and pressed your lips to Oberyn’s, who was just as stiff as you. 

As she watched the first kiss of an unwanted marriage, Ellaria’s chest filled with envy of her beloved prince. 

[sl33py-day]

Natsu Tenokami- Emperors Daughter

Nastu | Emperors Daughter | 24 years old | Manipulative + Clingy

There's a few things you need to know before we talk about Natsu in general. In 1635, Japan made a law called the Sakoku decree which limited foreign trade from other regions. Sakoku translated into English is ‘country in chains’ which basically means what it means. No Japanese citizen could leave the country without a really good reason to do so and even then it was hella difficult and expensive. The same restrictions have been happening way before 1635 but the sakoku decree made it impossible to even go anywhere near or anywhere out of japan.

If you're one of the traders you could only go to China and China only. This goes with foreigners as well, Nagasaki was the only port of which trade would be conducted and even then royal guards would watch over and make sure nothing of christian variety would go through trade. During this time southern Japan (Mainly Kyushu) has seen an increase of catholic converters which the imperial emperor found as a threat. Many catholic citizens were killed due to them not converting back or were killed if they didn’t agree to move to a small island off the coast of Japan.

Now that is done and explained in the best way possible let's move on to the main reason we are here.

Nastu was born before the sakoku decree, in the winter of 1611, where everything was still a bit strict with trading but wasn’t to an extent of murder on site. At a young age she would play with the children from the nearby village that laid at the bottom of her imperial fortress. The only issue with this is that her father, Kibishi Tenokami, saw this activity as horrifying and brought dishonesty to the imperial family. ‘No daughter of mine should play with that of commoners’ her father would say on the daily once he found out she went to play in the village. However she would still go down to play since her father wouldn’t dare hurt her in any physical way and only kept her in the fortress for a week max as punishment.

She had 1 older brother, Nobaru, who would be the heir of the throne once he came of age and a younger brother, Kibo, who would be the second heir to the throne if the original heir were to unexpectedly die. Her mother passed away after childbirth due to complications and blood loss. Her father as mentioned earlier is strict with who she talks with others and definitely controls what she does on occasions which is probably why she becomes manipulative towards her lover.

Here's a little side note about Natsu, while yes she did grow up without a mother doesn’t mean she didn’t have a mother figure in her life. That's where her personal assistant Aio comes into play. Aio was 20 when she took care of baby Natsu and was about 36 when Natsu had her first crush. To keep it simple, Aio wasn’t much help and probably didn’t tell her that she was doing something wrong.

At 16 Natsu fell in love with a boy in the village she used to go to as a child. At that time she hasn’t gotten much attention or affection from her father so she quickly became attached to this village boy. Her father heavily disapproved of this and banned Natsu from visiting him, going as far as threatening Aio into locking Natsu in her room at night as well as locking the windows.

Aio, feeling bad for having to do this to a child, she let Natsu visit the boy in the village every week for one night. This kept happening as the months went by and only did it stop when Natsu found out that the village boy she once loved didn’t love her back in the same way. She ended up telling Aio in broken sobs that her lover truly didn’t love her back.

“What am I supposed to do Aio? I-I thought he loved me! H-How could he just fall for some…some ragged village girl! I could’ve given him anything he wanted!”

She spent hours in her room heartbroken, her brothers didn’t know what was going on and tried to help but she refused saying stuff along the lines of ‘I hate this family, if i wasn’t his daughter I could’ve had him!’ which confused the two brothers since they didn’t know who this unknown man was that their sister had unknowingly fallen in love with.

It was only when Natsu came up with the idea to just get rid of the boy who was causing her so much stress and pain in her heart. So after a few days, the village boy disappeared and was never seen again by anyone. Aio helped hide any evidence in fear she would get caught letting Natsu out at night.

Years have passed since that fateful day, rumors came and gone like the morning breeze, none really stayed put into the solid ground in fear the Emperor would cause all hell to break loose. Natsu realized her mistake, even though she doesn’t really feel any guilt. It was the boy's fault for not loving her back.

In my view of the AU I have created I would imagine something like this to happen for Natsu to meet her Darling (Aka male reader)

It was early in the morning with just enough light to pass crates to one another and for the guards to watch everything. She didn’t really want to be there watching the transaction happen but she couldn’t stand Nobaru’s whines and begs for her to at least watch what happens behind the scenes. This was the fourth time he asked and ,to her very reluctant pleasure, she agreed. Which is why she sits alone in the cold morning air at this very moment.

She sat on one of the stone stairs with her elbow on her knee, her gray blue eyes lazily glossing over all the traders one by one with not a single ounce of interest. A slight frown stood on her face, showing how unhappy she was to be here in the exact moment. The chitter chats of the traders talking with the imperial guards filled Natsu’s ears. She couldn’t even pick out what even one trader was saying due to how hushed they talked. That was until something caught her eye. A small group of traders huddled around one of the crates in a bout of confusion. A small cloud of air showed right in front of the blackette’s lips as she sighed. Slowly standing up from the cold pebble stairs the soft clicks of her heels as she walked down the steps quickly quieted everyone near.

“What’s going on here? This isn’t a small party, we should be hurrying the produce onto land.” Her voice was strict but had the flow of sweet honey as she talked, all of the traders stuttered out a response only for one of the guards to walk over and randomly grab down into the crate and pulled out a H/c boy who seemed quite afraid.

Natsu’s eyes widen in shock, she hasn’t seen a foreigner in years if not decades since her father put the Sakoku decree in place. She was quite mezmorized at the exotic features of the man. Even though he was covered in dirt that soiled his commoner clothes his eyes were such a pretty e/c that Natsu couldn’t look away. His hair was covered in dirt and knots probably formed from the rough journey but Natsu didn’t care.

“Let me go!” The unknown boy yelled in both fear and anger as the royal guards held his forearms in a bone crushing grip so he wouldn’t escape. It was chaos as some guards ran to get the emperor while others stood their ground and watched the boy. Natsu knew what was gonna happen next, they would take the boy near the water and slice his head clean off with one of the sharp swords they had. She can’t have that, for some reason she felt compelled to do something to save this boys life.

“Hold your ground!” Natsu yelled above the roaring chaos making everyone stop and turn towards her in confusion and slight annoyance. Her brother Nobaru was even more confused as she walked her way to the unknown boy and ripped him from the guards grip.

“He’s the servant I have requested not to long ago, I wasn’t aware of when he would come. So I’m sorry for not informing you earlier.” Natsu’s grip on the boy loosened quite a bit as he stood confused but happy as he was dragged without further instructions towards the Imperial fortress.

If only he knew that life would’ve been much better if his head was chopped off then.

-Hello! How was the first Oc introduction? Some feedback would be appreciated as well as reposting! Have a good day/night-

[shapelytimber]

Looking back, it was weird that when I was in high school (2018) a girl in my spanish class decided to show up with tuberculosis.

[sugar-r-rush]

Me having a headcanon that Octavian’s mom was the praetor before Reyna🧍🏻‍♀️

“Thats not how that works!!” I WANT IT TOO

[mdr-reikas]

There aren't many cooler abilities in media than just hair. Like being able to manipulate and control your hair is just cool as heck to me, like for example Yukako or Bayonetta. I wish I had some interesting conclusion or reasoning, but I just think it's cool as fuck

[archivist-the-knight]

i cant find it but for the love of god that one post thats like "modern aus of fantasy media are crazy. and here is our best selling washing machine [said by man who would have lived and died by the blade had it been medival europe]" is literally mystreet vs minecraft diares