#wouy

[speckled-jim]

lestat eet ees moi, ta mère gabrielle, je parle from inside your brain. lestat, écoute— stop crying. écoute-moi, leave zis louis, woui don't need heem! come with me et joue my games! we'll have incest times with arma—

[rokkazu]

hi anerkin thats its funny wouy. you woudl say that because im about to be "Mad " "max" the way theres jo ficking Applesauce left in the house because i EATED IT ALL

[chaos-snakeboi-journal]

From the desk of Khvath Slaveborn, Steward of the Gilded Eye - Notes on a transaction with the Flensed Clergy Unmade (dated mid-Soul Wars)

A recurring sort of gentlefolk I've seen around Carngrad of late are those of a tall, limber, and positively ghastly persuasion. These "Unmade" do not consider themselves yet pledged to a Chaos deity (besides, of course, the highly likely existence of their king, whose story is too mortifying to tell in any medium except in the form of intrusive thought), but in unique ways, they serve the Great Powers all the same. They are great soldiers who stand firm despite surely life-altering injuries they have intentionally inflicted on themselves, and even this recollection gives me curious shudders.

I have observed these ghoulish orders (who are seemingly fleeing some great disaster in Shyish - I will have to ask travelers for more information) honoring the gods in the following ways:

The Everchosen: The Unmade honor the Varanspire Prince (as we all do, praise be his name) in many ways, some via direct subordination, but it of course goes deeper than that. Some adopt their furious prophet's hate for the gods as a philosophy to aspire to, and their self-mutilation rituals are often done to reflect this. Not to put to fine a point on it, but some recreate the holy rituals of Order in blasphemous parody, with their own flesh and right I don't want to write this section any more In this vivid way, they dishonor not only the specific god they mock, but the very concept of godhood itself, showing its absurdity in the way it takes from you and gives only pain back. Profound!

The Lord of War: The Unmade's rituals honor the Blood God in obvious ways, but they adopt a curious principle regarding one of the War God's most brutal precepts: That he cares not from whence the blood flows. They offer their own pain and suffering as both reward AND penance, and in battle they choose weapons to keep the flow of blood slow and constant. I have not personally seen them fight, so I know only by reputation and the blood-stained tools on their...belts, but I pray I am never witness to one of their nightmare brawls.

The Mad God: Praise the Unhallowed Eye of Silaast In battle, the Unmade weave complex webs. Their keenest and deadliest strategy involves baiting an enemy and surrounding them until they can fall victim to the titanic nightmare in blood-stained steel known as the Blissful One. Many Blissful Ones have been wholly driven from their own minds by the pain they've endured, speaking only in threats and rants perhaps channeled from the Realm of Pain itself. (More on this shortly). Having negotiated with the Unmade at their most cunning, those who choose to be coherent are very sharp indeed.

The Plaguefather: I will not belabor this entry. Although skilled in the arts of both surgery and torture, their vicious tools will win them little favor at the great medical pits' cleanliness seminars. As a simple course of survival, some of them perform their self-mutilation rituals with clean implements. Many do not. And an extreme minority of those revel in the added agony and pray that death does not take them and stop the pain. These abominable freaks take joy in their own suppurating wouI don't want to write this entry any more

The Prince of Pleasure: The art of pain and mutilation is sacred to the Unmade, but it should come as no surprise that some of them take a particular joy in what they do to themselves and others. One might call it an excessive joy. They are, of course, celebrants, blissful ones, etc. etc. and their chasing of extreme sensation makes them highly susceptible to the Purple Prince's call. It is a common stereotype that all Unmade are beholden to the Prince of Pleasure, a misunderstanding I hope this document can clarify.

The Shadow Prince: Treachery and daemonology are no strangers to the Unmade. Some Blissful Ones have bargained away their souls to demons for an eternity of pain in their body's walking shell. Others will turn on their allies at the end of a transaction for reasons as simple as a brief lapse in courage. They prey on weakness in ways that would please the Shadow Prince greatly.

In my personal affairs, the Unmade are rather notoriously poor at paying back their debts. They take on an ascetic lifestyle which leaves them precious few worldly possessions, but does not prevent them from bargaining favors or flesh for the copious metal they horde for their hideous modifications. They are good at securing results, but their utility is vastly limited by their lack of social nicety or subtle grace.

[hoonvrs]

Not many will get me but i feel u will Sunghoon woukd SOOOO listen to je ne sais woui by oec

not many will but i did.

HE WOULDD I CAN SEE HIM DANCING TO AF1 IN HIS ROOM😭

[glitcy]

do you think grovyle wouI have been advised not to finish this thought

[defensivelee]

not to be a hater but the v*rsailles fandom needs to step up their game. like some of them in ao3 ship William and Louis and like WHATEVER it's a SHOW it's a SHIP and they are ENEMIES legit i don't CARE but the ship name is apparently wouis. FUCKING WOUIS??? as a rule I think if you're gonna ship people with names that are inherently incompatible you have to use other words. may i suggest orangesun, or perhaps more controversially, fanta. like the soda

[makotoscoffee]

where they film the tv show woui-Eeds

[dzhukhe]

In this case it is more that other languages use the same alphabet as English, but have their own standards for the pronunciation. I used to have a classmate whose family was from Ireland whose name was Siobhán, which according to Irish Gaelic spelling rules is pronounced in a way that wouy would spell in English as "Shvawn"; these names (Sean, Jean, Siobhán) area all ultimately derived from the masculine or feminine forms of the Latin pronunciation of a Greek name that was taken from the Hebrew Yochanan, which is pronounced using consonants that do not exist in Greek, Latin, and Modern English.

Spelling differences like this can also result within a language from changes in the standard pronunciation over time. The outdated English second person pronoun thou (from Middle English þou) was originally pronounced to rhyme with you, because thou was the informal singular form where you was the formal plural form. But over time, English usage of "thou" fell out of fashion, and remaining usages (excluding some specific dialects) began to pronounce it as rhyming with "cow".

That is why someone trying to talk Fake Medieval will rhyme "thou" and "now" and also "mine" and "thine".

TL;DR: "Sean" is pronounced that way because it's not English.

English why

Apologies to everyone named Sean lol

This is late cuz i woke up late. lol

[loreweaver-universe]

wander, please

[petitezaza]

*random english person pronouncing ''timothée chalamet''* : TiMowtay ChalamaAy

[dumbletexts]

Louis XIV: “FUCK the Dutch!”

Louis *meets William*: “Damn. Fuck the Dutch.”

[thepinkseat-askthemoonbunny]

Wouis be like:

[camelopardius]

In Holland

Louis: Are you...blushing?

William: What, no.

Louis: Did I get the ever-stoic, reserved, self-controlled William of Orange to blush?

William: No...It’s...It’s the cold.

Louis: Huh. The cold. And not that I told you “your face is freaking adorable and I bet the rest of you is too”?

William: *blushing harder* *voice cracks* N-no.

[baddestwitchinthegame]

Wouis Headcanon

William calls Louis “mijn schat” and Louis calls William “chaton” and I think that’s cute af.

[blackwaxidol]

bastard meter

[automaticdreamlandkid]

Louis and William, ep. 2x7. @vera-dauriac a new year’s treat for you...;-)