#starfish harps

[greenjudy]

It's ready to ship.

The fruit of more than 5 years of searching, saving, waiting. A Starfish Glencoe in maple: 34 strings, staved back construction, Camac levers, gut-strung. Tension high for a lever harp, designed for the Scottish clarsach tradition, not the lower-tension Irish tradition. Maple for purity of tone and faster decay, allowing for better articulation, especially on the bass end.

I've been low-key in mourning for my spectacular old Pratt Chamber Harp, which I was privileged to own and play for about 8 years, and finally had to give up because of where I live--super, super remote, in a tiny space with unpredictable heat and humidity.

This baby is half the weight of the Pratt and a fraction of the size, with a ton of projective power. It will fit in the back seat of a car and the corner of my room. I can't wait to hear its voice.

Next: it takes a journey from Ballachulish. Pouring rain here, so we are in a holding pattern for the next few weeks.

When it arrives, I'll record some noodling on it; don't expect much, I only play for myself, but it might be fun to hear how it sounds.

[maxsimagination]

𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 - 𝗸.𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆-𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘀𝘀

summary: kyra and yn both like each other and only start to make loves after charli becomes a pest.

𖦹 masterlist

"𝗦𝗢 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗡 𝗔𝗥𝗘 you and kyra gonna start dating?"

i was caught completely off guard at that statement by charli. "huh?" all the eloquence left my body when i responded. "you and kyra. we all see it. you two make heart eyes behind the others' back all the time."

i could feel the blush creep onto my cheeks and around the nape of my neck. "i don't know what you're on about." it came out as a mumble but charli heard me.

"yn i can see you blushing. can you just ask her out already? the amount of times i've had to listen to her harp on about you is giving me headaches." i didn't know what to say to that either. "she talks about me?" charli looked dumbfounded that i picked up that piece of information out of everything else.

"yes, now can you please go and kiss her to shut her up?"

"you first. i'm not kissing anybody." it was then that kyra herself came over to join us, and had caught the last bit of what i had said. "who's kissing who?" "nothing, no one." i immediately shut it down and charli couldn't seem to find anything funnier. "so i'm gonna go now.." charli started to walk off.

"charlotte layne grant!" my voice held a warning for her that she knew she cop later. she didn't seem to care tho and ran off with a cheeky grin on her face.

me and kyra were left there, the latter not knowing what was going on. "what the fuck?" kyra whispered out at what had just occurred in front of her. "charli likes to screw around with us." i attempted to explain to my best friend of 5 years. a grin broke out on her face as she understood what i was trying to say.

"you got that right. wanna go to lunch with me?" i agreed happily and we headed for her car. what we didn't know was that charli had recruited katrina and they were both watching us from afar.

we went out to a local cafe and i took a seat at a table while kyra went up to order for the both of us; we did this together that often that she knew what i liked off by heart. she came to sit back down and the food followed soon after. we couldn't eat too much because we had training later on in the day.

it was a comfortable silence when we ate, and small talk about anything and everything when we weren't. i just felt so comfortable around her, she was the one thing in my life that i would sacrifice everything for, even my career.

we were in the middle of talking about something we'd both seen on the media, i had pulled out my phone to show kyra, and i saw her looking at me in the corner of my eye. as charli would have put it, she was making 'heart eyes' at me.

i thought back to the conversation i had with the young blonde earlier and her words echoed in my head. 'we all see it.' and 'you both make heart eyes at each other when the other isn't looking.' it got me thinking that maybe i should take that next step, maybe i should take a risk and ask her out.

my anxiety pulled my mind back down to reality, reminding myself of what could happen if she in fact didn't like me like that. everything would be ruined, the team dynamic and the bond we have going for over 5 years. and everyone would know. that's the last thing i needed. i looked back up to kyra who had just finished her food while i, on the other hand, was only halfway due to my daydreaming about the girl sitting opposite me.

"whatcha thinking about?" you. "oh nothing. just got distracted by something outside." i lied through my teeth to her face, i couldn't tell her now. i needed to at least get through training. then if she hated me i could pack up and move to england again.

we finished up, more like i finished while kyra waited patiently, then paid for the food and went back to the hotel the matilda's were staying in. i didn't even bother to go to my room, it was always one of us in the others room and this time it was my turn.

i flopped on her bed, starfishing in the middle, and taking up all the space. "yn move, i wanna lie down too." i shuffled over and held my arms out for her to fall into. she did just that, falling down onto me face first. we stayed like that for god knows how long before i checked the time and had a mini heart attack that we would be late. "i don't wanna leave."

"if we don't go, tony will skin us and drop us off the team." my tone was serious but my face betrayed how i felt.

with a groan she got off me and i grabbed my phone to go get changed in my room. "i'll come back to get you." i called out behind me and closed the door. as soon as i got into my own room i grabbed the first pair of any training gear i saw, changed the quickest i've ever changed and headed back to kyra's room.

it had only been 5 minutes, tops, so i knocked before hearing a barley audible 'come in!' and opening the door. kyra poked her head out from the bathroom and grinned at me. "geez, your quick. that desperate to get back to me, huh?"

i rolled my eyes at her antics, "you wish, ky." i shot back at her. "hurry up, let's go." she yelled back saying she was coming then ran back out to get her shoes on. we left to head down to the field where training was held. when we walked in together, both katrina and charli raised their eyebrows at me in a teasing manner.

i just flipped them off discreetly, trying not to catch kyra's attention.

——

we had just finished doing the last lap tony had ordered and i flopped onto the ground. the other girls were walking around, everyone was sweating their asses off and some had gone to the changing rooms already. kyra came over and stood above me with a sweaty grin.

“are you dead yet?"

"shut up, ky."

i managed to get out. she held her hands out for me to take and i did. when she pulled me up i came face to face, only an inch away from her. our hands had instinctively gone to my waist and her neck.

my eyes flicked down to her lips then back up to her eyes, just in time to see her doing the same to me. i thought back to charli and decided fuck it. "ky, do you wanna be my girlfriend?" it was silent for a second then kyra broke it and kissed me. i reacted instantly, kissing back and pulling her tighter against me.

she did the same with her arms around my waist, one of her hands trailing down to my ass, just resting there. we pulled apart and breathed heavily before i spoke up.

"so i'll take that as a yes?" before she could respond there was a shout from across the field. "finally!" it was katrina and charli, the latter being the one that yelled. "i knew you could do it yn!" while katrina just stood their smirking, even throwing out a wolf whistle. i shook my head at the two and turned back to kyra.

we grinned at each other and i whispered,

"finally."

[silverdragon-imagines-blog]

LU Headcanons

[Just a few random general ones that I have and that go with pretty much all my writing. This is part of me writing things based off of what won on that poll I made. More to come later on, probably for other fandoms I listed as well.]

Sky is actually pretty good at playing quite a few instruments. Besides the Goddess Harp, he’s decent at the violin and piano. Technically the only time he’s seen a piano was in Legend’s house, but he picked it up pretty fast and now enjoys playing when there is one to play.

Twilight and Sky both put out heat like a furnace, so they are the most likely to be cuddled up to at night when it’s cold. Time also puts out heat, but nothing compared to Sky and Twi. Malon is definitely how Twilight inherited the trait.

No idea if I’ve written this in something before, but Wind tends to starfish when he sleeps, but that’s dependent on where exactly he’s sleeping. During his quest, since he was on a boat most of the time,  he has probably gotten used to sleeping in a small space completely flat on his back with his arms at his side and potentially also tied down so he won’t fall out of the boat. But on dry and stable land? Starfish every single time. Just ask Aryll what it was like sleeping with a brother who keeps smacking her while asleep. They have definitely had midnight shoving matches that have led to Wind staying dead asleep on the floor.

Four is prone to headaches, maybe not necessarily because of the portals or the Colors, but just because of how he functions. Self projecting a bit, but his headaches can range from “I just need food/water/quiet for a while and I’ll be fine” to “If I move from this spot, either I will be in pain or whoever moved me is about to get punched in the face”. He’s gotten pretty good at guessing what works and what doesn’t, but it’s always been a guessing game and he’s still guessing what causes the annoying headaches.

Wars is decent at making food, but not excellent like Wild is. He had to manage with what was available to him during the War, so he got good at improvising with what he had. It may not taste good, but there are calories and it’s food in a sense, so it counts in his book.

[joyswonderland1108]

Anygays..

I’m not sure how familiar you are with readings but i still thought it would be interesting to share that with you. There’s a sweet lady who does them, totally unbiased which i love about her and a few days ago she did one for FACE and here i’m sharing with you what she had to say about it :

The initial energy is that he’s going to talk about (in the title or the album) his struggles, about losing passion, about not being able to be honest, about not being enough, about breaking toxic habits and believing maybe he’s the “bad guy” and that he can’t trust anyone but overcoming it by trying to balance his life. 

There’s going to be mentions of how time flies or how things went by so quickly, about the love and support he receives so probably a fan dedicated song in the album as well. He’s going to talk about his passion, about his friendships or loved one (yes one not ones). He’s also going to talk about overcoming challenges and still overcoming them. 

Album/MV visual: Pocket watch/clock, numbers, air balloon, sand, mask, glass bottle, phone, rose petals, sea/water, seaweed, hearts, starfish, stars, clouds, binoculars, stork, fire, hands, blue sky, wings, sewing, kids/innocent, building, blocks, woman, flags. 

He’s going to be talking about his dreams and this album almost going to feel like his personal journal. He’s going to talk about fire, passion, connecting to the moon/night and also about breathing/finding ways to calm himself or calm and chill vibes to his songs. Expect obviously a lot of singing and could be also key high notes and maybe different singing techniques that’s going to surprise us all. 

Again, Album/MV visual: Tattoos, journal/book/notebook, bonfire, people, trees, mountains, moon, galaxy, night, hairbrush, rainbow, dress, long hair, blanket. 

Could be a collab with a younger woman, or a young woman is going to appear in the MV. He’s going to talk about betrayal and people working against him/the group. About finding his happiness, about his passion and about his work. He’s definitely put a lot of work into this album.

Last Album/ MV visual: Harp, axe, tulip, desk, papers, stool, feather pen and ink.

Reading this reminds me a lot of the Festa dinner. Anyways this is by no means some hint or whatever to the album, just reading and honestly Anneta (the person doing the reading) does a great job with those.

[usssnarfblat]

Mermaids of Atlantica

From AnimationScreencaps.com.

[mythologicalmasters]

Mythological Masters: Nerites

Pantheon of Origin: Greek Deity of: The Sea, Youth (presumably) Design: Cute Harp Seal Selkie, whose human form has blue hair, bluish skin, and cute green eyes. Deity Story: Nerites is considered a very young deity, even compared to young gods such as Hermes and Dionysus. However, he's also rather pretty, and is considered a well-loved figure not just by his family, but also by gods such as Poseidon and Aphrodite. That said, he also has a bit of rotten luck; when he didn't want to leave his family to join Aphrodite, she turned Nerites into a shrimp. Thankfully, he was turned back to normal after being discovered by his sister Nerea. An alternate myth had a similar result; but instead of not joining Aphrodite, Helios is the one who turned him into a shrimp for no reason yet discerned. As for the lover, this time it was Poseidon, and said loving bond became a whole new being named Anteros, the god of unrequited love. So, maybe Helios was jealous of their bromance, it's hard to say. Turned into a shrimp, Nerites was turned back to normal by Poseidon both times after being found by Nerea. For comedy points, I like to think that this just happens by accident whenever something wrong happens in Olympus. Monster Info: Nerites is somewhat unique compared to his family; while yes, he is a Selkie, and a rather good one at that, he also has the ability to turn into ocean life should he be discovered as a human or a seal. In his case, he can become a peacock mantis shrimp, a crown-of-thorns starfish, and even a leopard shark! He's also perhaps the most famous of the Selkies, having his seal form's face plastered on conservation posters throughout his existence.

[eddieintheocean]

top 10 spooky and scary fish

happy fishy-ween everyone! these are 10 of the spookiest fish (in my opinion) although i love all fish equally so please dont take this too seriously!

10. Angler fish

A classic. Probably the first thing most people think of when you mention spooky fish. Wonderfully girlboss.

9. Gluper eel/pelican eel

look at this guy! he's so happy and smiley :))) It's lower jaw is roughly a quater of it's body length!

8. Barreleye fish

This guy is truly no thoughts head empty, my idol. Scientists speculate that it's fins are well adapted for avoiding the stinging tentacles of siphonophores.

7. the harp sponge

you might say, "eddie, why the fuck is a sponge on this list! its a sponge how the hell is it spooky?" WELL this guy is carnivorous! Sponges usually eat bacteria and other floaty things but this guy eats crustaceans of all things. Imagine you're a tiny crab and you get eaten by this!! i'd be terrified!

6. Goblin shark

this guy is also a classic spooky fish in my opinion. Love this guy! Its long nose has electrical receptors which detect the electric currents of its prey

5. Snail fish

i've included this one entirely out of pity. look at him and pretend to shake in terror so you dont upset him.

4. crown of thorns starfish

Crown of thorns starfish eat coral and phtoplankton. phytoplankton aren't common in coral reefs usually, however their numbers increase due to increasing pollutants and fertiliser run off. These starfish can cause devastation on coral reefs and this is only increasing. i'd say ecosystem destruction is pretty damn scary.

3. candiru

candiru or vampire fish are the fleas and mosquitos of the fish world. They bury themselves in the fishs' gills and use little barbs to stay in.

while i was researching this fish i found a singular story of this guy swimming up a man's ureathra in 1997 however this was subject to controversy.

2. cone snail

those who have watched the octonauts will be familiar with this guy. The cone snail is a predatory snail that use a harpoon-like projectile to subdue their prey. Should also point out that this is venomous as well. The octonauts episode that introduced this guy made baby eddie genuinely terrified. Also, some of the larger species of cone snail eat fish, and their venom can be fatal to humans.

1. Magnapinna squid

i saved this guy for first spot because i love him so much <3 i think he deserves top spot on this list. So far we have only discovered juvinille samples and there have been fewer than 15 sightings. We know basically nothing about them including what their funky tentacles are for (although it is suspected they are related to feeding)

Thank you for reading this far! hope you enjoyed learning about horrors beyond your comprehension, enjoy your spooky day

[bearybutch]

what if we were a mermaid & siren...but we were both femme 😳🌊

image description below!

ID: A femme mermaid and siren couple are depicted in a purple, rocky alcove with blue waves foaming behind them on a purple-orange sunset sky. The mermaid has a plush, rounded build, whereas the siren is slimmer but still soft. The mermaid is positioned higher, and has golden skin, scales, teal eyes, teal lipstick, and long wavy teal hair. They have a sunflower bloom in their hair, and two orange starfish cover her breasts. A golden clam necklace hangs around her neck with a string of pearls. Her tail - which is cyan with blue, gold, and green, leafy fins - wraps around the siren’s left side and back over to the right lower side of the image. The siren, sitting lower, has lavender skin, and straight black hair in a tall updo. Her scleras are black and she has purple, slitted iris’s, multiple silver facial piercings, and pointed, blue-finned ears. She is wearing a bikini top with teeth patterns. Her fingers are black and this fades up her arm to a purple stripe across her elbows. Her tail is black with multiple spiked fins, a purple midsection, and is wrapped around the mermaid’s. Under the left arm sits a silver harp or lyre. They are smiling at one another knowingly as the mermaid rests her arm on the siren’s shoulder. End ID.

[mizutoyama]

This or That - Zodiac Edition

So, @lifeofkaze tagged me to do this Zodiac This or That. As it is my rule of thumb to not reveal my zodiac sign (though if you remember when my birthday was, you know what it is), I will do all of them. Hence the separate post, since I don’t want to make the main post too long.

Aries: White or Red. Ruby or Diamond. Honeysuckle or Tiger Lily. Cinnamon or Cayenne Pepper. Scubadiving or Skydiving (neither). Puma or Adidas. Sports cars or High-end tech. Pomegranate or Grapefruit. Dragon or Hellhounds. Spicy chocolate or Ginger candles. New beginnings or Overcoming a challenge. Knight or Warrior. Winning something or Being the first to try something. Syrah or Some scotch (neither). Fire powers or Enchanted weapons. Trumpet or Drums. Aquarius or Gemini.

Taurus: Green or Pink. Malachite or Emerald. Roses or Violets. Thyme or Basil. Vanilla or Chocolate. Candles or Bath bombs (neither). Painting or Jewelry making. Seduction powers or Enchanted jewerly, treasure, or gemstones. Foxglove or Larkspur. Chocker or Medallion necklaces. Apples or Grapes (neither). Singing or Humming. Elephants or Turtles. Gardening or Shopping. Having a homebody day or Taking a walk in nature. Pinot Noir or Bourbon (neither). Precognition or Manipulating life force. Violin or Lute. Cancer or Pisces.

Gemini: Yellow or Light Blue. Tourmaline or Agate. Lavender or Lily-of-the-valley. Parsley or Fennel. Licorice or Lemon. Chess or Puzzle games. Black or White tea. Twitter or Snapchat. Butterflies or Small Birds. Riesling or Jagermeister (neither). Flute or Clarinet. Magic words or Enchanted books. Walnuts or Hazelnuts. Blogging or Private Journaling. Having a pen pal or Joining a club. Trickster-like powers/short-term illusions or Ability to manipulate electricity/technology. Aries or Leo.

Cancer: Silver or Iridescent. Moonstone or Pearl. Waterlily or Lotus Flower. Chamomile or Bay Leaves. Relaxing at home during a Rainy day or a Snowy day. Hand Mirror or Jewelry Box. Aloe or Sea Salt. White Roses or Jasmine. Frogs or Crabs. Water manipulation or Classic witchcraft. Sailing or Swimming. Twilight or Midnight. Photography or Painting. Scrap-booking or collecting. Merlot or Rum (neither). Guitar or Banjo. Healing magic or Blood manipulation. Magic Mirrors or Magic Candles. Taurus or Virgo.

Leo: Gold or Orange. Cat’s Eye or Ruby. Sunflower or Marigold. Aniseed or Elderflower. Oranges or Peaches. Dance or Theater. Cosplay or Creating Fan Fiction. Sunbathing or Hot Stone Massage. Light Magic or Magical Statues/Monuments. Saxophone or Trumpet. Chardonnay or Gin (neither). Super Strenght or a Power like Occlumency. Lions or Tigers. Being a Queen/King or Having Immortality. Being the hero or Being the headliner. Tickle or Pillowfight. Libra or Gemini.

Virgo: Navy Blue or Olive Green. Peridot or Sardonyx. Peony or Sweet Pea. Hops or Rosemary. Chess or Checkers. Carrot Cake or Fig Bar/Cakes/Cookies. Knitting or Crocheting. Grammar Checking/Quality Assurance or Critiquing a piece of work. Golf or Tennis. Buttercups or Morning Glory. Herbs magic or Earth and plant bending. Mice or Bees. Cabernet Frank or Micro-brews (neither). Enchanted Garden or Magic that can perfect skills. Bunnies or Deer. Cancer or Scorpio.

Libra: Pale Blue or Pastel Pink. Sapphire or Jade. Cabbage Rose or Primrose. Mint or Marjoram. Interior Design or Fashion. Light Kisses or Hand Holding. Yellow Roses or Daisies. Swans or lovebirds. Strawberries or Cherries (neither). Harp or Violin. Badminton or Volleyball. Air Manipulation/Bending or Finding a (friendly) genie. Scales or Feathers. Doves or Songbirds. Enhanced vision or Love potions and curses. Pinot Girls or Complex cocktail (neither). Singing or Whistling. Force field powers or Magic lanters and charms. Sagittarius or Leo.

Scorpio: Maroon or Black. Opal or Topaz. Dahlia or Chrysanthemum. Horseradish or Peppercorns. Parasailing or Deep diving. Photography or Poetry. Garlic or Onion. Hot Spring or Sauna. Necromancy or Poison Specialists. Lizard or Snake. Living on a desert island or Cabin in the woods. Bass or Guitar. Cabernet Savignon or Brandy (neither). Darkness Manipulation or Emotion Manipulation (magic). Eagle or Wolf. Paintball or Laser tag. Telepathy or Invisibility. Cactus or Joshua tree. Virgo or Capricorn.

Sagittarius: Teal or Purple. Topaz or Turquoise. Dandelion or Daffodil. Ginseng or Cilantro. Horse or Stag/Buck. Plane ride or Road trip. Learn Hindi or Learn Japanese. Ginger or Wasabi. Climbing or Snowboarding. Teleportation or Super Speed. Carnival or Circus. Sake or Tequila (neither). Duffel Bags or Suitcases. Time Manipulation or Basic Precognition. Tambourine or Triangle. Backpacking or Whitewater rafting. Aquarius or Libra.

Capricorn: Grey or Brown. Jet or Garnet. Poppy or Pansy. Sage or Wintergreen. Cello or Viola. Antique collecting or Genealogy. Pottery or Jewelry Making. Bears or Bats. The smell of Cedar or Pine. Woodworking or Metalworking. Hellebore or Hollyhock. Enhanced senses or Magical Runes. Kissing in the rain or Cuddling by a fireplace. Michael Kors or Kate Spade. Shape-shifting or Biological Manipulation. People Watching or Exploring an abandoned building. Scorpio or Pisces.

Aquarius: Neon Colors or Rainbow. Magnet stones or Boji stones. Orchid or Golden-rain. Star fruit or Coconut. Long board or Skateboard. Yoga or Tai Chi. Peacock or Owl. Aliens or Phantoms. Star Magic or Astral projection abilities. Frankincense or Myrrh. Drums or Didjeridu. Time travel or Gravity manipulation. Protest or Volunteer. Sauvignon Blanc or Absinthe (neither). Aries or Sagittarius.

Pisces: Aquamarine or Amethyst. Sea Green or Ocean Blue. Tulips or Carnations. Turmeric or Willow Herb. Surfing or Water Skiing. Ocean or River. Poetry or Painting. Dolphins or Whales. Pineapple or Watermelon. Telekinesis or Reality Warping/Illusion powers. Zinfandel or Spiked punches/lemonades (neither). Starfish or Seashells. Healing Crystals or Dreamcatchers. Psychic powers or Water bending/manipulation. Coneflower or Iris. Lighthouse or Watermill. Baby’s breath or Waterlily. Taurus or Capricorn.

I tag whoever wants to do this.

[scarletarosa]

Eurynome

Goddess of the sea and marine life

Tiamat, the arch-dragon goddess, was forming the first lifeforms in the sea to begin evolution during the very early years of the Earth. When she saw how wonderful her creations were and felt immense love for the world, this love sparked a new goddess to be born. This goddess emerged from the Queen of Heaven (the supreme, formless goddess) as a manifestation of hers and formed through Tiamat, making her connected to them both. This goddess was Eurynome, one of the Queens of the Sea. As a Queen of the Sea, along with Tiamat and Tethys, Eurynome embodies the sea and has a lot of influence in governing it. Her name, Eurynome, translates in ancient Greek as “the wide law”, showing that she governs the whole sea. However, this was mistranslated in modern times and she was mistaken as a land goddess.

The primordial form of Eurynome is of an enormous hydra with dark scales and many tentacles coming from her. But she also appears as a beautiful woman with black hair when she wishes. Soon after Eurynome was born, the sea itself granted to the goddess two dazzling gifts of oceanic royalty: a tiara with shining blue gems and a white scepter topped with a giant moonstone. These also represented her closeness to the sea, for she is one with it. Eurynome soon began using the tiny lifeforms made by Tiamat to create thousands upon thousands of sea life. She created the vast majority of the creatures and plants within the oceans, making her their Mother. All the life of the sea adores her. The creatures of the sea often speak to Eurynome with their thoughts, and the whales sing lovingly of her. Although Eurynome is not the mother-goddess of the mermaids, since these beings were created by a different goddess.

There is not one thing in the sea that Eurynome dislikes, she adores everything; no matter how terrifying they would be to others. She is the alluring woman who swims gracefully through the ocean and is carried by whales, and she is also the enormous creature of the depths. She represents both the incredible beauty and allure of the sea and also its mysteriousness and ancient darkness. The husband of Eurynome ended up being a sea god named Proteus, a deity whose primordial form is of a giant seahorse with tentacles, and who could glide peacefully over the waves. He would also appear as a handsome man when he wished. Usually, Eurynome has her home underwater where she dwells among strange rock formations. But sometimes, she will come to temporarily dwell on an island around other large rock formations.

An interesting thing about Eurynome that might not be expected is that she mostly eats seafood, despite sea creatures being her own children. This is a natural thing to her and is basically how Mother Nature is; she gives life and she takes it. She loves her children, but does at times consume some of them, and allows humans to do the same as long as they do not become greedy or cruel. Unfortunately, humans quickly became cruel to both land and sea, becoming monsters who demonized and degraded everything but themselves. But even despite all this trauma, Eurynome refuses to give up on her children and remains with them always. She does not often reach out to humans, but will make herself known to those who truly love and respect the sea.

Appearance: a beautiful and graceful woman in her late 30’s with long, wavy black hair, grey eyes, fair skin, curved black horns, and normally doesn’t wear anything. Though sometimes, she will wear some sort of decorations made from seashells to slightly cover parts of her body. In her hydra form, she has dark scales and numerous heads. She also has many tentacles coming from her body. Although Eurynome is able to take many oceanic forms and can even look like a formless mass of tendrils or a giant sea monster with large teeth and a lower body that spans out as tentacles.

Personality: Eurynome is elegant, charming, mysterious, compassionate, motherly, and generally peaceful. She holds all the grace and might of the sea within her, but often chooses to remain serene unless angered. Eurynome also spends much of her time around her children, who follow close to her, but she will also venture into strange places of the sea that are dark and unknowable. Other times, Eurynome often enjoys singing, her voice is hauntingly beautiful and attracts the attention of any creatures that hear her. Some things that Eurynome loves besides the ocean and her children include enchanting singing, moonlight on water, ancient underwater ruins, whale song, harps, ocean caves, collecting seashells, and all of nature.

Though when enraged, Eurynome becomes monstrous and horrifying. Her fury impacts the very sea and causes it to rage with her; the goddess’ fury can drown entire ships or she can bring terrible (even fatal) curses upon those on land. She will only approach those who love and respect the sea, and who do not wrongfully harm her children.

Nowadays, millions of years since the birth of Eurynome, the sea is not what it once was. Many of the ancient beings within have been killed by humans and Jehovah, the Aeonic god who sought to claim Earth as his own. And those creatures that survived are either always in hiding or always struggling to stay safe. The waters have become toxic and treacherous, and many creatures are regarded as mere animals by mankind when plenty are quite sentient. Eurynome tries to protect all of her children and becomes fiercely angry at those who pollute their home or kill creatures that should not be harmed (which are the very sentient ones). She has even been known to target whalers and kills them in various ways due to her extreme hatred towards them. She does the same for those who hunt sharks, be it for sport or to kill them just to eat their fins. Eurynome has said that many known creatures of the sea (especially whales, sharks, dolphins, and octopi) are far more advanced to her than humans are. And she says that all animals, both on land and sea, are never mindless and have the ability to communicate. The creatures may not be able to verbally speak human language, but they understand much more than people have given them credit for, and they are generally peaceful unlike humans.

Devotional actions: donate to sea protection groups, volunteer to clean beaches, and do rituals for her on the beach or at sea. Sing to her while near the ocean, allowing your emotions to be full of love for her and her children.

Offerings: carbonated water, lemonade, tropical fruit juices, seafood, seaweed, sushi, pasta with shrimp, papayas, mangoes, pineapple, watermelon, kamu kamu, cucumbers, courgetti, sea salt, pearls, coral, seashells, starfish, urchins, crab shells, shark teeth, trilobite fossils, smooth beach pebbles, orchids, pitcher plants, hibiscus, elegant silver jewelry, pearl jewelry, beautiful seashell jewelry, antique silver hand-held mirrors, perfume of floral with sea breeze scent, arched hair combs, antique jewelry boxes, antique music boxes (with beautiful melodies), silver foil in oil, blue sapphire, amazonite, opaline, rainbow moonstone, red scoria, pumice, obsidian, basalt, other volcanic rocks, white or pale blue candles, hydra statues, whale figurines, plesiosaur figurines, sharks, octopi, dolphins, manta rays, seahorses, fish, and other sea creature figurines.

*no octopus or sharkfin, she refuses to eat these and gets angry

*no alcohol, this is hard for beings of the sea to process due to its strong land connections

Related posts: Tiamat

[witchykincare]

Self care kit for a selkie!

Mochi Seal Plush ($15, comes in your choice of spotted, harp, or blue seal)🌊

Selkie's Song Goats Milk Soap, scented with oceanic notes ($7)🌊

Ocean Mist Sugar Scrub. Scented with Sea Salt, Lemon, Green Leaves, Jasmine, Lilac, Orange Blossom and Amber. ($12 for 8oz, other sizes available)🌊

My Cute Starfish snowfizz crunchy slime in a tropical fruit scent (comes with starfish charm;$8 for 4oz, other sizes available) 🌊

Stretchy Squishy Seal stim toy ($2)🌊

Sea Urchin Shell Tea Light ($7 for one, more options available) 🌊

Earth Bomb sea breeze scented bath fizzer with surprise inside($8)🌊

Blue glitter body mist in dark sea scent ($9, other colors/scents available) 🌊

[neon-vocalist]

day 3: lazy day: veronica, mac, chandler

TW for panic attacks and I think that's it? But ofc if you need me to tag anything else don't hesitate to ask!

Originally written October 30, 2021

The third day of December is traditionally an in-between day. Around the fifth or sixth, Mac starts harping on them to decorate and go shopping and play music and start getting really into the Christmas spirit. And it's just long enough after Thanksgiving to have all that stuff be over and done with. So it's really one of the only days they can just sit down and enjoy the winter: no Christmas, no Thanksgiving, just snow and snuggles. It's one of Veronica's favorite days of the year.

"Hey, babes," she whispers sleepily, eyes still closed, trying to figure out which girlfriend she's facing without actually looking. "Mmm. Whose butt is that?" she mumbles, identifying the body part she's cuddling but not who it belongs to.

"Mine," Mac replies. "Hi."

"Morning, love." Veronica smiles softly and cracks open an eyelid. Mac squirms backward into her. "Ah yes, we're making me the big spoon, I see how it is." Mac giggles. "You up, Cherry?"

"Unfortunately," grumbles Chandler. Mac continues to giggle.

"Well, I'd cuddle you, but Mac has her legs around my thighs and so I cannot turn around." Mac grins and tightens her grip on Veronica. Chandler groans and smushes her face into the pillows.

"You still sleepy, baby?" asks Veronica. Chandler only mumbles into the pillows in reply. "I figured. Mac, lemme go." Mac pouts but lets Veronica wriggle free and poke her face into the pillows next to Chandler's. She can't quite reach enough to kiss her, so she goes for the second-best option: a lick to the nose.

"Ronnie!" Chandler laughs a little. "What the heck?"

"Not close enough to kiss. So I lick the lover."

Chandler sighs, emerging from the pillows and stretching out her arms. "Morning, Mackie," she yawns.

"Morning, Red," Mac replies, popping up to kiss her on the cheek. "Want coffee?"

"Heck yeah," Chandler mutters sleepily. Mac nods and rolls out of bed, almost smacking her head on her nightstand.

"Ronnie and Cherry, meet me downstairs for more cuddles?" she asks on her way out, trying to hide her smile behind her hair.

"Duh," Chandler replies, and Veronica points at her in a sign of agreement. Mac grins and heads downstairs, the rope on her untied bathrobe twirling around behind her.

"How you goin?" asks Veronica, yawning.

"How am I going?" asks Chandler, raising an eyebrow. Veronica sighs. "I'm good. You make it better."

"Aww."

"It's the truuuth," she sing-songs. Veronica smiles sleepily and nudges Chandler's shoulder with her head.

"Love you," she hums.

"Love you too." They sit there for a minute before Chandler sits up, producing an indignant cry from Veronica as she flops down on the bed. "C'mon, baby, let's go find Mac." When Veronica doesn't move, Heather pauses for just a second before picking her up and carrying her out into the hall, laughing and kicking to be put down. "Quit squirming!" Chandler laughs. "You're gonna make us fall down the stairs!" She dumps Veronica on the floor just in front of the steps.

"Heyyyyy," Veronica whines.

"You're speaking more like you just woke up the more you stay awake," laughs Chandler. "Let's go." She grabs Veronica by the wrist and drags her down the stairs. "Get up."

Veronica starfishes out on the floor and squawks like a pterodactyl. "Don't wannaaaaa."

"I have coffee!" Mac calls. Veronica instantly jumps to her feet.

"Coffee?"

"You're like an eager puppy. Yes, coffee." Mac presses a cup into Veronica's hand, then one for Chandler. "What did I miss?"

"Veronica's wiggly when you pick her up." Mac nods as if this is serious information. "And she devolves into less and less comprehensive speech as the morning goes on." Mac smirks at Veronica, who blushes over her coffee cup.

Chandler drains her coffee and hops to the couch. "I call being on bottom!" Since there's three of them, cuddling on the couch takes some finesse. They need to sort of lay on top of each other, each person's head peeking out from behind the next person's, like fallen dominoes. Chandler and Veronica are around the same height, so they usually trade off who gets to be in the middle of the snuggle sandwich.

"Alright!" Veronica sets down her coffee and heads over, flopping down on top of Chandler, who loops her arms around her neck. "Mackie, when you come over, be a dear and get a blanket for us?"

"Kay!" Mac grins like the ball of sunshine she is and puts her mug down next to Veronica's, flouncing over to the couch and grabbing a blanket before climbing onto Veronica's chest like a cat. She puts her head over Veronica's shoulder and looks up at Chandler. "Hi."

"Hi, baby."

Veronica smiles and grabs one of Chandler's hands with both of hers, closing her eyes and trying not to be hyper-aware of Mac's elbows shifting around by her ribs as she tries to get comfortable. She flexes her toes and bites her tongue. You are fine.

As long as Chandler's hand doesn't move up to her neck. She can manage it as long as there's no contact on both her neck and her abdomen at once. Mac eventually settles into place and she can exhale again. Nothing's moving. Pressure is fine. It's when there's movement, any sort of digging in and tickling, all of that can send her back to high school within the snap of a finger. She takes a deep breath. Fine.

Chandler crosses her arms over Veronica's chest, tightening the loop. Oh, dear God. Chandler starts tracing letters on Veronica's collarbone. I love you. You're beautiful. The cursive letters would normally be calming, but they send alarm bells ringing through Veronica's mind. She tenses her legs and pulls her hands into fists, slipping her tongue back between her teeth. She knows she needs to let them know. She knows that it's definitely time to open up to her girlfriends. It's been time for the past two years. She just can't form the words.

"You feeling good, baby?" asks Chandler. Veronica forces herself to nod. Mac squirms downward and rolls onto her stomach so she can meet Veronica's eyes. She flexes her fingers. Tries to pay more attention to the love in the room than the terror in her mind. She tenses up completely, bringing her hands to her chin, trying to focus on the cold spreading over her cheeks instead of Mac's arms around her torso and Chandler's thumb still tracing on the nape of her neck. Chandler sighs and kisses Veronica on the head. She's pretty sure Mac's asleep again. Asleep on her stomach. Her nails dig into the soft space behind her jaw. It is fine.

She makes a futile attempt to control her breathing. Mac is saying something. Apparently she's not asleep. Her chin shifts on Veronica's diaphragm. Chandler says something in reply. Veronica can't understand any of it. Mac's looking at her as if expecting a reply. She moves her lips into a wobbly smile. Her head twitches. Mac furrows her brow and says something again to Chandler. The patterns she's tracing on Veronica's collarbone turn back to letters. You okay?

Veronica forces herself to nod again. She should be enjoying this. Mac squirms, fish-style, up Veronica's chest and gives her a peck on the chin, resting her head on her shoulder.

And Veronica shuts down. Her tongue starts to bleed. The world around her completely goes dark.

An hour later, everyone is screaming.

"Hi," Veronica sighs, more annoyed than anything.

"ARE YOU ALIVE?" yells Mac.

"She's clearly alive," says Chandler in a soft voice. "Hi."

"ARE YOU OKAY?" Mac screeches, not lowering the volume.

"Mac. Shhh. What happened there?"

Veronica hides her face in her hands. "Panic attack," she says, nearly unintelligible.

"Hm?" asks Chandler, tracing around her forehead and cheeks on light fingers.

"Panic attack. I assume."

"Mmm." Chandler starts playing with Veronica's hair while Mac runs around frantically trying to figure out what to do. "You okay?"

Veronica nods and stretches out on the floor, scratching at the carpet. "I'm alright."

"You know why?" Mac pauses in her erratic girlfriend-distressed run to hear the answer. Veronica nods again and curls up into Chandler's embrace.

"We gotta talk," she murmurs. Mac comes over and lies down on the carpet on the other side of her.

"We're all ears."

[simping-for-fives]

AAAHHHH Rex kisses being so flustered and uncertain cause he's not the emotional sharer type. Having the opportunity to be vulnerable, show his true feelings, have an existance outside of being for the Republic!! Ugh my heart strings are being played like a harp! also I use He & They pronouns. I joke I lay between/on top of the line I see between male & nonbinary, roll over to either side or go starfish, its nice to see "they" used for me when that usually doesn't happen 😊. -Kad'au

Kad'au thank you for letting me know xox

I want nothing but happiness for this man. Imagine Rex being able to be vulnerable and open 🥺

[mad-hatters]

Name: Silka Class: Calm Cyan Gem Hatter Type: Human/Siren Brief Bio

Silka is a Siren born from a royal family who has travel far in search of her “true love” to carry on her family’s lineage, as a Cyan Hatter she has a calm and romantic personality which is also used to keep her “Siren spirit” at bay, she also has the power to transform into a mermaid whenever she pleases. Her weapon of choice is her golden harp as well as her singing voice, used together she can lure her targets closer for easy point blank screaming, should she fall under pressure and let out her spirit, the spirit will take control of the fight instead.  

Facts

   ·         Among the “Main 7” she’s the alluring Hatter.

   ·         Silka’s forms have a system, wishing on a starfish and diving into water turns her into a mermaid.

   ·         Taking off the starfish to kiss someone of same royal blood, or someone she loves turns her back into human form.

   ·         The Cyan gem also helps in keeping the “siren spirit” at bay by acting as a suppressor.

   ·         As of now she considers Trifong as her love interest.

   ·         She will refer her love interest as “Darling”.

Flaws

   ·         If Silka is in mermaid form and her “Darling” isn’t about, she will be stuck in that form for a long time till she does find one.

   ·         She get’s easilly aggressive if her “Darling” is with another girl.

   ·         She refuses to use her harp as a bludgening weapon (only in panic will she reconsider it)

   ·         If her tiara is removed for too long her “Siren spirit” will take full control of Silka.

[seoultraveller]

[A/N: I am kind of writing this for myself (ngl) but I thought it would be interesting to see how something like this plays out. A multi-part AU where the characters are attending university in South Korea. The main female character is black/African-American but that will later become more of a factor as the story goes on. Seonghwa and the MC exchange letters through a book in one of the libraries on campus and without know each other, grow a connection through that. Hongjoong is the classmate and group partner of the MC but has no idea that they are exchanging letters to each other until further on in the story. This part is just a quick introduction to the characters and their overall placements in the story.]

Her Secret Scribe, His Winter Dream (1)

Pairing: Seonghwa x Black Female MC & Hongjoong x Black Female MC

Genre: College!AU

Word Count: 2,885

October 29, 2020 ~4:50am

Waking up at around 4:50am, Seonghwa notices that his textbook, notes, highlighters, and pen are all still neatly placed on his desk. He placed it there with the intent to get some early morning studying in before his shower and a little bit after his shower, just before he left for his first class of the day. He wills himself up from his warm, soft, and comfortable bed to walk to the bathroom to freshen up. On his way to the bathroom, he passes by his roommates partially opened door and takes a peek to see if he made it in last night. Or more like, early this morning. Poking the top of his head through the door opening Seonghwa sees his roommate. There lies Hongjoong, fully clothed, face-first, bag still hanging off of his shoulder, lying on top of his bed, and in the starfish position. All Seonghwa can do is shake his head at his friend, knowing how bad his sleeping habits are and how much is is hardly at the apartment nowadays.

After checking on Hongjoong, Seonghwa goes to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. Then he strips himself of his pajamas and gets into the shower. Showers have always been a bit of a meditative practice to Seonghwa. His average time is forty minutes but there are occasions where he has spent up to 50 minutes or an hour in the shower. He prides himself on his cleanliness, both in how he physically presents himself and the spaces that he exists in (apartment, bed, desk, etc...).

Once his shower is done, he wraps his towel around his hips and then makes his way to the kitchen. There he takes out four eggs, a container of rice, and some steak that he grilled left over from the night before. Next, Seonghwa fills up a pot with water, sets it on one of the eyes of the stove and puts the fire on 8 (one of the highest settings). After dropping the four eggs in the water he rinses his hands off and proceeds to his bedroom to get changed.

Never one to make to much of a fuss of what he wears, Seonghwa puts on an undershirt, then throws on a grey long-sleeved thermal and a pair of black jeans. Long black socks to warm his feet, and he takes out a sweater and a jacket to keep himself warm on his way to class.

It’s around 6:00am by the time he is finished getting dressed and now, he tends to the food that is set out in the kitchen. Reheating the steak and rice, turning off the fire underneath the pot and taking out two of the hard boiled eggs for himself. He puts it all in a bowl that he takes back to his room, and eats at his desk, while going over his notes.

Seonghwa broke up his study time into two 45-minute sessions, which allows him time to prepare a bowl for Hongjoong for breakfast (if he eats it) and make it down to his bus before it pulls up at 8:30am.

Having followed his schedule to a ‘T’ this morning, he was proud of himself for making it to the library before the morning rush and acquiring a desk, with a view, on the third floor before they were all occupied. Instead of pushing himself to study a bit more, since today’s schedule was not Seonghwa’s usual schedule, he decided to write a letter on the off-chance that he can bring comfort to someone during mid-term season. Instead of writing on bathroom doors, or in the dark corner of a desk, Seonghwa decided to write a letter. Writing a letter and stashing it in a random book. It’s getting a bit chillier in South Korea, so although it was a long shot, perhaps he can create a pen-pal through this and maybe even get close and intimate during this period as well. However, that is a very, very, very long shot.

So with romantic thoughts of meeting someone who shares a like mind or sees life from a different perspective, he writes.

“Dear Student that is Enduring Mid-Terms and an Incoming Winter,

We are nearing the beginning of a new month which could mean a fresh new beginning for some. It could also mean nearing the end of something larger, like the semester. I know that it’s mid-term season but I am unsure if it has ended for you. I could only pray that you stay warm as the winter will be harsh as it usually is, but I am sure you knew that.

I honestly thought I would have more to say... but obviously not. I figured a formal letter would be better to connect with someone during this time, then short, informal, and weird messages written aimlessly. Now, I’m getting embarrassed... Sorry.

No one will probably read this so...

With Care,

The Secret Scribe”

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October 29, 2020 ~10:52am

Waiting in a hallway right outside the classroom, she, scrolls through her student email account on her phone and sees an email from her linguistics class. Linguistic Acquisition through Different Ages - LIA 3006. Although she knew, that to pass this class she must complete a project, she totally forgot that it had to be completed with at least one or two other people. A group project... “how despicable” she thought. The email that the professor sent, laid out the regulations of the project and even placed the class in neat groups of two or three. She was lucky enough to get paired with “Mr. Fashionably-Late because Staying Up to Work on My Art is More Important”. As the time got closer and closer to 11:00am, Hongjoong is still nowhere to be seen. She’s just praying that he comes through at least ten minutes into class and not twenty minutes before it’s over. However, she could only pray for such a thing.

At 11:11am on the dot, Hongjoong comes through the door quietly. Chest heaving up and down because he was sprinting through the campus and hallways to make it to class... not too late. She notices him out of the corner of her eye and does a slow eye roll as he tip-toes his way in her direction.

“Was that a look of displeasure on your face? Or are you just containing your excitement to see me?”, he whispers into her ear while trying to quietly slither down into his seat, quickly, while the professor has her back turned.

“You are one minute late past our deal, Hongjoong.” She scolds.

“So you will not share your notes with me from today?”, he asks while giving her a pout.

“There is nothing to share. She is still reviewing the content we learned two days ago before starting a new lesson.” She retorts.

“Why did you roll your eyes then?” He questions again, as if his academics are the last thing he cares about.

“Hongjoong- “, she starts. “If there is something that you two would like to share with the class, please come up to the front.” The professor cuts in.

The look of two deer in the headlights is what can be seen from the professor’s viewpoint. With mouths agape and eyes wide, the two whispering chatterboxes were rendered speechless.

The professor continues on, “Please stop whispering behind my back. Also, I need to speak with the two of you after class.” The two of them shake their heads rapidly affirming their professor’s request.

Their class is currently on the topic of children acquiring their mother tongue and how the brain develops as the children learn how to speak or bring attention to their wants and needs as they grow. A topic such as this excites her all the more because it ties into her study abroad research topic. Learning how to speak amidst all of the culture that one’s language is tied to really fascinates her. Seeing as how her major of study in her home country is Linguistics and she took Korean because of the small intimate nature of the class, she has wanted to do and learn so much more.

As the lecture winds downs to a close for this session, Hongjoong becomes more and more anxious about what the professor wants to talk about before letting them go. Then, he hears the professor harp on,

“As for the email I sent earlier today-“, Hongjoong’s ears perk up. “You will see that for the group project you will have two different options to choose from. It can be turned in as a 10-page research paper, or completed as a presentation. Your groups have been chosen for you, by me. Please consult me if you have any questions on the project or the partners that you will be working with.” After the professor gives her parting words to the class, her eyes fall onto the two little songbirds that had her interrupt her lecture earlier.

With a knowing look, they make their way to the front of the class with a downcast gaze. As if they were to be physically reprimanded. “You know that you two are partners for this group project.” The professor starts. “Hongjoong you must be a reliable partner. I set you two up together because I’ve noticed a great partnership between you two throughout the semester. Your partner is also fairing better than you are this term. You can learn a great deal from her, in fact, you can learn quite a bit from each other. I want you to succeed Hongjoong, and I know you can.” The professor softens her gaze and turns to his partner. “She’ll do everything she can to help, won’t you?” She shakes her head ‘yes’ then looks down again. Then the professor continues to finish, “well, that was all I needed to say. Any questions?” The two students shake their head ‘no’ and bid their professor farewell before leaving the class.

“Buddies until the Christmas break?” Hongjoong says as he winks at her.

“Group partners, more like.” She says back to him.

“Wanna talk about the project over lunch?” He asks.

“Ah- that sounds like a really great idea since we’re both free at this time, but...” she trails off, but then picks up again. “Where are your eating? On campus, or off? Just asking because I figured I should check out a few language and culture books to get some foundation on our project. I’ll meet you wherever you are.

His eyebrows raise at her go-getter attitude. “Sure. Meet me at the small Vietnamese spot two blocks down.”

“Got it.” She winks at him as they break apart.

She has her mind filled with countless ways to approach the project, while his is filled with hunger and images of a big flavorful dish filled with meat and vibrantly colored vegetables.

Before aimlessly searching around the library for what she needed, she looked up the language, literature, and culture and linguistic sections of the library. Literature happens to be in the basement, while language, culture, and linguistics just happen to be on the third floor. So, she sets off for the third floor.

Although quiet, the third floor is warm and the ambiance is calm. Compared to the rest of the library, this is the floor that most people like to be on, and she could tell, because there was not a place to sit. However, her journey to this floor was not for studying but a quick search. So she set off. The part of the library she set off to was a little empty, and not as cramped as the other parts but she liked it that way. The first book she pulled from the shelf had to do with children’s speech patterns and babies recognizing sound. Noticing that there was a folded piece of paper sticking out from the top, she flipped to that spot in the book thinking there might be valuable information on that page right from the start. Nothing out of the ordinary was written on the page. No sticky notes, no annotations or drawings, just words. Next, she took to opening up the folded sheet of paper and to her surprise, it read as a simple greetings letter.

A random letter in a random book. What was the point? Was this fate, or was it meant for someone else? She thought it was cute; with the well wishes to stay warm during harsh Korean winters, and the impending embarrassment of the writer, as well as the writer giving themselves a name. She fell for it. She fell hard. Almost immediately she began having romantic notions of trading love letters to someone in a new environment. However, romantic thoughts quickly left her as she thought it could also be a woman, instead of a man. There is nothing indicating the gender of the writer and she honestly feels a little bad for passing such a judgement so quickly. Her train of thought comes to a halt as she feels the buzzing of her phone indicating a text messsage coming through.

🎧 HJ: should i order ahead for you too?

HER: sure, you’re there already?

🎧 HJ: yeah

what do you want?

HER: something mild. not too spicy.

🎧 HJ: got it

when are you coming down?

HER: actually on my way now. see you in a bit.

🎧 HJ: 😉 😉

She rolls her eyes at his latest text. She puts the letter back in the book, skim a few other book titles, take them off the shelves and makes her way over to the check-out counter.

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Now, sitting and eating in the small restaurant they begin talking about why Hongjoong is late all the time, their interests outside of the classroom, and plans for the Christmas break after the project is done.

Hongjoong reaches for one of the books and questions to himself whether she’s started taking notes already because he sees a folded sheet of paper sticking out at the top. While she is busy eating and busying herself with her phone, she doesn’t notice Hongjoong going through the book. Him being as perceptive as he is, notices that it’s a small note signed by a “secret scribe”. Did she know this was here? He asks himself. In fact, taking a closer look at the writing, the tone feels oddly familiar and so does the handwriting. Or maybe he is just thinking too hard about this. Either way, he tucks the note back in its proper place and continues with skimming through the index and other parts of the book.

Hongjoong brings her attention to him by breaking the silence. “Since you have four books, how about I take two to read and you take two?”

“Sounds good.” She responds. After making her choice of books to take, they set up a time to meet, outside of class, to get started on the project.

She makes her way back to the library, while Hongjoong walks through another part of the campus to work on his music. After making it safely to the library, she struggles to find a spot. Settling for the floor in the basement, she sets off to write a letter to the “secret scribe”.

“Dear Secret Scribe (?),

I came upon your letter by chance for a project but for some reason I feel as if I am imposing. As if I was not supposed to read it and respond, but here I am writing to you anyway...

My writing may look odd and the sentence structure may be weird, but it’s because I am a foreign student.

The weather is not too bad so far, however, I am doing my best to stay warm. The change of seasons in South Korea is very beautiful to experience. Not only can you see it and smell it, but you can also sense it. Does that make sense? Anyway, my mid-terms are over, I only had two. Now, I am working towards finals. The final project that I am working on is for my Linguistics class. Actually, I am a Linguistics major. What are you majoring in? Also, are you a man or woman? I am a woman if you were curious.

I truly hope that you are managing to stay warm and stress free as the semester is coming towards an end.

You’ll Be In My Thoughts,

Your... Winter Student... A Winter Dream

P.S. I kind of need to take this book with me for research, but I’ll keep it here for you until we can agree on a place to drop off our letters... Only if you would like to continue this correspondence... Your Choice.”

With that, she leaves her letter in the book and goes up to the third floor and places it back on the shelf that she took it from. Her heart is racing, but she doesn’t know why. He probably will not respond too quickly, she thinks to herself. “You did your part, now let it go”, she tells herself as she makes her way back to her apartment for study and research.

[starswake--archived]

snooooooowww c: warning I’m about to ramble: I like shooting starfish from splatoon 2 for those upbeat space feels, mirai and credens justitiam from pmmm (aka my discord handle ahahsbsjbsbdbdbd) for having really uplifting melodies, and the title screen music from the arcana game!! I just jump between obsessing over these three series jajdjdndndjfndn oh and shoutout to hugh’s encounter and battle theme from bw2 for being both jazzy and action-packed in the best way possible!!! hugh’s so underrated as a rival smh... anyways ramble over LMAO if you listen to any of these I hope you like them!!!

MASA HEWWO !!! you know I’m always more than happy to listen in on a ramble :3 It’s always a pleasure to hear from you <3 

Shooting Starfish was interesting !! I wouldn’t say it’s my style, but it definitely has the beat that helps me through studies so !! definitely have to add to my playlist haha 

AHHH PMMM!!! oh my goodness how could I forget the wonderful Yuki Kajiura’s works?? T - T I actually used to listen to the PMMM ost a lot to help my studies back in high school/early college lolol Speaking of, I don’t know if you know Oktavia’s cover of “The Little Mermaid” that she wrote from Sayaka’s perspective? But I honestly love it so much so I’ll recommend you that in return for all this!! 

THE TITLE SCREEN???? IS SO PRETTY..... I’m such a sucker for harp and piano music T - T so this is such a lovely addition aaaaa 

I’m not quite sure if i got the right song for hugh???? but from what I’m hearing, I’m in love with that bassline ..... bass is sexy and its nice and fastpace here so BIG YAY !!!