#xxviii.

[jamalexlee]

oscarspoe​:

What flows forth from this house, starting tonight, is a new story for Nassau. I’ve watched her follow mad men. I’ve watched her follow rich men. I’ve watched her bow before tyrants. But now it’s time she had a king. When we’re ready, when he’s ready, he’ll step into the role we’ve created for him… and lead an impossible army into an unwinnable war… and win it.

BLACK SAILS XXVIII.

[sirtadcooper]

I WILL DO   G R E A T   V I O L E N C E   AGAINST THAT THING.

[illuminated-in-darkness]

Unlikely Tactics Black Sails Musical Parallels | XVI. XXV. XXVI. XXVII. XXVIII. XXIX. XXXIII.

music variation note: it is the percussive rhythm in these scenes that is the same, rather than the melody. In XXVI it is faster than in the other scenes, while XXVII and XXXIII are slower. The melody in XVI and XXV is Vane Schemes The melody in XXVI and XXIX is Wary Anticipation

I spent a year rewatching Black Sails and tracking all the bits of music that repeated at any point during the show, and my findings are reinforcing that Bear McCreary is a genius and this show should have been called 'parallels that will kill you over and over again'* (tag | chronological)

[stupidsexygrizzop]

shadow listening to the grotto in his truck REAL

[robobrainrot]

Birthday present for my cosplayer friend!! It was my first time making a custom standee but it turned out super nice~

Shout out to Matty for taking pics of it with their helmet so I could post it

[planetbeanie]

could i get a birthday beanie for july 2 pretty please? love your content btw these guys were my childhood lol

You share a birthday with Chaser XXVIII🦎!

He was released to limited retail stores in Norway during 2017

[carduelism]

“Sequel for The Goldfinch” “The Goldfinch from Boris’ perspective” NO. Pippa’s time at that school in Switzerland please. Pretty please. There is so much material. Like it’s a school for #weird #traumatised girls… yk how many books are like that but theyre not written by Ms Tartt so theyre BORING. She could make such a fun philosophical dark academia book about a boarding school PLEASEEE

[digital-meat]

I am tired of these mother fuckin crusaders in this mother fuckin trench

[mono-ta-kalokairia]

μην μένεις άλλο πίσω, έ λ α μ α ζ ί μ ο υ

[achilleslyre]

still losing my mind over this

[astr0logies]

ೃ❀࿔      ₊     TAG     DUMP     ⤻     anime     &    fantasy    muses     ᵎᵎ      ꒱

[chiimaera]

SIGYN. lawful neutral.

norse myth, truth & other lies book series fc: charlize theron

dossier:                      

sigyn had always stuck out, even amongst the gods. she is not violent, she is not vengeful, and her life goal is not to die in ragnarok once it comes. her only idea and her single driving thought is the wellbeing of her family. in all her verses, she was a mortal first and because of this loyalty, she is granted immortality through divine blessing.        

in mythology, loki kills baldr by rigging a game. the gods could not let this pass since baldr was extremely beloved among them. everyone who was part of this and connected to Loki in any way was punished. after killing lokis sons, loki was taken in a cave deep under the earth and chain using his own sons entrails. they put snake over his head so the snake could drip venom on his forehead and cause him immeasurable pain. ever faithful, sigyn remained at his side using a bowl to collect the venom that was dripping from the snake’s teeth.

From time to time, she had to leave his place to pour the content of the bowl. During that time, the venom would drip on Loki’s head. The poison was very powerful, and it made him tremble and scream in agony. Loki’s screaming and trembling are said to be the origin of earthquakes in the human world.

mythos canon does not have to apply to other muses unless desired          

because of her sacrifices ( mythology and headcanons ), she became the goddess of fidelity, nurturing, and grieving. primarily, she was honored by women. if someone was praying to sigyn, they were usually in deep sadness or was heartbroken. also, people who lost their children paid respects to sigyn to keep them safe in the afterworld.

She would not be a God that you would pray for seeking justice but the god to whom you would pray to achieve inner peace. she was usually represented as either a young, innocent bride, a grieving mother, or a nurturing mother, and that were three main aspects regarding Sigyn’s personality. It depends on which Sigyn’s personality you pray to. If it is to the bride, the offering should be cake or some other sweet which should be made by the one making the offering. To the nurturing or grieving mother, one should offer fresh milk and bread.        

personality:   

she is stubborn and willful. she seeks law and order, follows rules and expects others to do the same. this can come off as naive and self righteous at times, putting expectations on others and being disappointed or sad when its not met. her ability to keep giving second chances is taxing and quixotic. as her name sake, she is a fighter and will stick up for herself and others—especially those she loves. she will fight tooth and nail even at a disadvantage. she is loyal to a fault, always wanting to make sure the people closest to her are taken care of even when they break her heart over and over.     

she is hard working, intelligent and focused, tends to be more introverted. she dislikes cheats, liars and bullies and will tell people when she disapproves of their behavior. sadness comes easier to her than anger though she will refuse to cry in front of others if she can help it. when shes comfortable, she can be playful and sweet, letting her guard down enough to let herself breath outside her responsibilities.    

verses:                                  

main ::  lightly based off the novel ‘truth & other lies’ series, sigyn was born to a mortal family on midguard. her mother died when she was young and her brother is a con man so she took over her fathers business at a local book shop and printing press. her father was diagnosed with brain cancer which leaves him bed ridden and hallucinating. she does her best to care for him when shes not working in the shop, fixing the machines and making sure projects are completed on time. her brother is known in bad circles for conning people out of money so she keeps bookies and loan sharks at bay as best she can. she is stubbornly unwilling to give up on her family no matter the strife

             her undying and unyielding loyalty, even at the expense of her wellbeing, sparks a divine energy inside her. while it is acknowledged by odin and freya, they never approached the woman because she is mortal and could not live in asgard. without being introduced, her magical abilities are only brought out when in danger or high emotions, uncontrollable and unknowing to her.             

main verse can be a period piece (1700-1800s) or modern                   

mythological & marvel ::  when odin was gathering his allies, creating the pantheon, he found a one mortal who stood out among the many. despite her families struggle, the betrayal of those closest to her, she remained loyal to her blood and kept her promises even when she was heart broken and exhausted. through her untimely death, odin brought her amongst the Aesir gods as the goddess of fidelity, unable to let that light inside her die. optional to include marriage to loki and her sons.            

this blog does not acknowledge the marvel comics for this character

[gabriel-sabo]

[illuminated-in-darkness]

Ground Shifting Black Sails Musical Parallels | X. XXVIII. XXXII. XXXIV. XXXV. XXXVIII.

music variation note: The music in XXXII is in a lower key than the first two scenes. XXXIV is in a higher key, and goes into a minor rather than major. The music in XXXV adds more strings and fuller chords as it repeats. XXXVIII is also in a lower key, and slightly different phrasing in the pauses between notes.

I spent a year rewatching Black Sails and tracking all the bits of music that repeated at any point during the show, and my findings are reinforcing that Bear McCreary is a genius and this show should have been called 'parallels that will kill you over and over again'* (tag | chronological)

[words-and-coffee]

Wherever we went,islands or bridges or flags, there were violins of the fleeting, bullet-riddled autumn, the lips of the wine glass repeated the joy, Pain stopped us with its lesson of weeping.

Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets: XXVIII

[gerudosage]

the system of touch.

combat. for our muses to train together in combat. @sentinaels & janan.

the crack of splintering wood hit the air like a thunderclap, & beneath it, nabooru sounded like a wounded animal, grunting hard as the shockwave traveled up her arm, & into her shoulder. a few stray splinters drove themselves through the pale linen wraps criss - crossed across her forearms, finding purchase in the skin below, blood welling in small spots, but for a moment, she held her position, fresh sweat beading on her forehead all the while. she lasted only as long as it took for janan to lift her weapon ; without the pressure it provided holding it together, the shield fell to pieces, & so, too, did she.

❛ stop, stop, stop, ❜ she gasped, axe raised across her face to block any incoming blows, until she was certain the other had taken heed of her words, & given her the space to catch her breath. each day they fought a little harder, trained a little longer, but janan, still, was the stronger of the two, & though she wished to press on, to slash wildly at her mentor & hope for a blow to land, she had absolutely nothing left to give. the edge of the coliseum was dotted with benches, but she found the thought of making her way to one agonizing ; instead, she collapsed on the spot, legs buckling, & for a moment, she felt that she would retch.

❛ you win, ❜ she wheezed, half – lying, half – falling onto her back, too tired to push aside the slivers & shards of polished wood, accepting her fate as they pressed into her shoulders, her back, her thighs. ❛ again. please … i just need … ❜ but all the air in her lungs was gone, & the sentence hung, abandoned, in the air.

true recovery was a long way off, but lungs filled with air bolstered her, if only for a moment. after a few minutes of heavy breathing, she gazed up, eyes flicking to janan’s face, & grinned, even as all her muscles screamed. ❛ cheater, ❜ she managed, in a hoarse sing – song. ❛ couldn’t let me have it just this one time ? ❜