#yes im using their maiden names

[diabolimeservavit666]

Please.... What the Hell?

Fair Warning: None of the following will make any sense. Had a really weird dream last night and, well, this is what happened...

It sort of opened up with this sex scene between Jensen Ackles and Elizabeth Blackmore. She was sitting on his face, completely naked, and he was going relentless on her pussy (hands on her thighs), showing no mercy whatsoever (he was also completely naked). She could hardly hardly handle the oregasm and he was destroying her.

Next scene, had Misha Collins, me, and Genevieve Cortese in this really weird car that I'm going to talk about later. Misha was driving, I was in the passenger seat, and Gen was behind me. Mish pulled up to this old looking gas station you would probably see in a 90s movie, Gen ran into the gas station to get a few things (Misha said he didn't want anything and I shook my head). Mish set up the thing to full up the gas tank and I stepped out of the car so Mish could vacuum some really nasty stuff out of the car. Gen, of course, flirts with Jared who was for some reason working the register and the leave together shortly after. By then, me and Mish were back in the car (which now was a van/SUV instead of the early 2000s sedan it was earlier). The windows were down when Jared came to my window to ask Mish about his day. To this, he said "All is fine. Thankfully, this vacuum stuff has some really good suction." Jared replies with, "Glad to hear it" and goes back inside the gas station. Mish then calls up Jensen and hits voicemail.

I was trying to write this quick so I wouldn't forget about that phone call because it was SOO IMPORTANT but it has faded from me. It was something like wanting to talk about their relationship. Mish never finished all he had to say (he looked really upset) because he saw that Danneel Harris was now sitting behind me. Gen was sitting behind her and there was a couple of young kids I don't recognize in the remaining seats (both were boys if that matters). Misha takes in a deep shaky breath, asks "So, where are we going?", puts the vehicle into gear, and pulls out. This is when I woke up and started typing ASAP, still half asleep.

Now, that car… At first, it looked like some round ended sedan (the ends were round) with both faded and peeling paint (either white, grey, or silver - I couldn't tell in the dark lighting, it was night out) that looked like it was made in the early 2000s. The interior of the car was pretty basic, I think. Old-ish sterio, built in CD player, obviously no digital screen or adjustment to hold your phone. When it transitioned into that van/SUV, from the outside, it looked like that type of white SUV you see in crime shows when they have a kidnapping case. Except it wasn't a pure white, it was starting to turn grey. On the inside, it looked more like a mini van with some digital upgrades (not like modern "smart cars" or whatever, more like when cars were just starting to have screens in them - one in the dash and one overhead in the back for the passengers). Now, the weird part was the things built into the dashboard, regardless of the look of the vehicle. There were a lot of hardwired appliances that looked straight out of an 80-90s movie (hair dryer, hand-held metal vac, ect). This part kind of freaked me out. And, of couse, Misha being Misha tested the vacuum's suction on his hand before using it.

Edit: I just remembered- When Mish pulled away, he threw his phone out the window (an old flip phone but not one with an extendable antenna). I asked him what he was thinking (okay, more like shouted at him for being an idiot) and demanded he go back for it. He tried to lie, saying that wasn't his phone and it was only a piece of a banana. I wasn't stupid but I saw the look of distraught on his face and decided to not push it any further.

Also, those kids I mentioned kind of looked like they were David Haydn-Jones', the oldest looking five and the other one four. Judging by their faces, chances are one is Adam Fergus' and the other one was Jeffrey Vincent Parise's. The kids kind of make sense because I ship their parents but what were they doing in that car?

[thedeadthree]

— OCS AS ART MOTIFS.

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DAPPLED SUNLIGHT

you see all the beautiful things in life. you're always looking to learn and be better, especially from the world around you. thank you for believing so strongly in goodness. art reference: woodland glade by david poulter

A LONELY PERSON

though you may be quiet, your heart is full of longing. you spend much of your time with your own mind, and that may very well be a beautiful thing. art reference: automat by edward hopper

BURNING HOUSES

your heart flies wild and free. you have the mind of an artist, spilling with ideas and dreams. art reference: burning house by lois dodd

THE MOON

you're a lover, a dreamer. you gaze wistfully at the sky, seeing the infinite gorgeousness of the natural world and wishing it could translate to your real life. art reference: the starry night by vincent van gogh (because, of course, what other moon could i possibly include?)

HANDS

is your love language touch? i suppose it might not be, but i also suppose you might just like being held. you might see the art in human bodies. art reference: loneliness of night by kaye donachie

BLOOD IN RELIGIOUS DEPICTIONS

you think in violence, but not necessarily antagonism or hatred. it is more just in the physicality, the vulnerability of it all. art reference: prometheus bound by peter paul rubens

[skitskatdacat63]

are there any other historical figures you like I'm intrigued 👀

Okay buckle in, somehow this post will be weirder than any of my f1 stuff bcs for some reason I'm very intense about historical figures, I think I just have a tendency to treat them like blorbos

Mostly I'm endeared to powerful figures, idk why, it's the way it is. Okay so obviously you already know I like Napoleon(and Wellington to an extent), that really doesn't need to be emphasized anymore

Since being in Austria, I feel super endeared to Maria Theresa. She just seemed like such a boss! I think she's just really cool. Her father changed the plan of succession so she'd become Empress(rather than her cousins), but immediately upon taking power, she was immediately embroiled in war over her being the new ruler(everyone who had signed the treaty of succession suddeny reversed) But she defended her rule of the Habsburg monarchy! I think the coolest part about her is that her husband, who married into the Habsburgs, was supposed to be in charge, but she wouldn't let him be involved at all practically and was the de facto ruler of the Holy Roman Empire for like 20 years. She had 16 children and was basically constantly pregnant and having kids while involved in war, yet still held power and guided Austro-Hungary through it all 🥹 I think it's very funny also that she was laying out so many reforms, guiding the country basically just herself, and still found time to write letters to all their kids and be an overbearing mother. Also she was Marie Antoinette's mother?? I'm still shocked by how many important kids she had. If you've been to any part of the former Austro-Hungarian(+ Bohemian) Empire, she really left her mark, there's soooo much stuff named after her. The statue of her in between the Kunsthistorisches and the Natural History Museum in Vienna is really cool, and that she has a whole Platz named after her with her giant statue!!! I think it's just really admirable that a woman at that period of time had so much power and ruled so efficiently. (MY god sorry I wrote so much)

Okay now I'll try to refrain from the historical rambles, I also like: Julius Caeser(cliche sorry I know), Dmitri Shostakovich(my favorite composer ever), Pyotr Tchaikovsky(pls read about his sugar mommy patron), Erwin Rommel(I like his nickname: The Desert Fox), J.C. Leyendecker(favorite artist, I am obsessed with his work), Alphonse Mucha, Calvin Coolidge(not the best president by far but the anecdotes about his social awkwardness and quietness are hilarious to me), Ernst Gideon von Laudon(not completely insane about him, but it's like with the Napoleon Crossing the Alps painting, I saw a painting and bust of him and now feel weirdly endeared.) And then there's probably some others I can't recall atm because it's 3 am

I think my top three though are Napoleon, Julius Caesar and Maria Theresa. They're all just very: "Catie saw a painting/statue and is now very weird about it." And then being in the vicinity of so much history made it 1000x worse. Things I saw in Vienna that made me go "oh my god it's blorbo from my history book": Napoleon Crossing The Alps painting(I seriously sat in that room for probably 20 mins just staring at it, I didn't want to leave) + some other various Napoleon artifacts in the Heeresgesichtliche, a very nice bust of Julius Caesar, and literally the entirety of Vienna had Maria Theresa everywhere

[visenyaism]

tyrannical king maegor dashboard simulator

🐉queen-visenya--outlives

Dowager Queen Visenya Targaryen has outlived her nephew the King Aenys I Targaryen. Her son King Maegor I Targaryen has returned to the capital to claim his father’s throne.

💫 sevensent Follow

crusty incest king died. FLOP!

💫 sevensent Follow

wait MAEGOR?

🥔 bowlofbrown

this job fucking sucks. finished my shift and i cant even clock out because i got lost underneath the site.

#dark as shit down here #never working construction again

💌 maidens-smile Follow

i literally cannot believe how many supporters of m*egor i see on my dashboard every day when he is literally flaying and torturing so many seven-blessed poor fellows just for practicing their religion and saying incest is bad??? he’s literally outside my city waiting to burn us all to death DNI if you support him

🪨 dragonstoner Follow

🐉 queen-visenya--outlives

Dowager Queen Visenya Targaryen has outlived the High Septon. He previously denounced King Maegor and his wives as “the abomination and his whores,” and passed shortly after Dowager Queen Visenya and King Maegor flew their dragons to the gates of Oldtown and threatened to burn the Starry Sept.

🪽 maegors-wins Follow

i for one think “the cruel” is a bit unfair given how he has done so much to uplift women’s voices and free us from religious tyranny like. named the first female heir in westerosi history? improving the infrastructure in king’s landing? decentralizing the power of the faith? he literally loves gay people so much he married three of them?

🦓 zorse-deactivated7849

op what does that eleven inch necromantic targaryen dick feel like because if you keep riding that hard I’m pretty sure it’ll rot off

🔮 tyanna

in seven days you will begin to cough

#twelve. btw

🐉 queen-visenya--outlives

Dowager Queen Visenya Targaryen has outlived her great-nephew Aegon Targaryen, henceforth to be known as “The Uncrowned.” Her son King Maegor I Targaryen has slain him and his dragon Quicksilver over the gods’ eye for trying to usurp his throne.

🌞 ullerihardlyknowher Follow

why is this always how i find out how do you know this before even cravings moste popular

#also what the fuck is going on up there

🪰 florian-and-jonquil-on-nymerias-ship Follow

guys the oversexualization of king maegor is so problematic and insane considering he’s not only shy and married as a 13 year old but also is literally neurodivergent (has CTE)

🤲 aegonfort-top

🤲 aegonfort-top

lost my left hand for posting this

#it was kind of hot though

🗣️ towerstower Follow

was not into targaryen rule at all but if we are going to do it it’s kind of fun that we are being ruled by a super powered animated blood corpse and his circle of freaky bisexual witches and also his mommy instead of like. a normie who also fucks his sister

🫀 imasharpknife Follow

seven hells you people would fuck a k*nslayer if they had valyrian silver hair

🐦‍⬛ raventooth Follow

during these trying times when our king is accused of depravity and tyrannies abound throughout the land we must remember the most important truth: the brackens are still a people spawned from the lowest of the seven hells

🐎 brackennation

KILL YOURSELF. Lord Gonzo Tully himself AS YOU KNOW literallyyyyyy gave us the right to move the boundary stones over the tributary. but i wouldn’t expect a blackwood to acknowledge basic laws and rights you’re just too busy doing blood sacrifices to your nasty heathen tree god.

🐦‍⬛ raventooth Follow

as soon as i figure out why balerion is overhead rn im coming over to kill you. btw

🐎 brackennation

wait looks like he’s headed towards harrentown

🐦‍⬛ raventooth Follow

oh cool. KILL YOURSELF

💐 floriansfool36 Follow

hi guys!!! sorry i’m a sennight late posting this, my brother got killed and then one of my other brothers got tortured to death and then my great-aunt died and i ended up having to flee dragonstone for storm’s end and it was kind of scary lol. anyways here’s the update as promised!!!

🌟 maidensgrace Follow

i wish Balerion did get you RPF is literally soooooo problematic. look to your sins op

#daenys the dreamer and nymeria weren’t even alive at the same time????

❤️ lanadelrhaena

i think you did a great job. glad you’re safe xx

💐 floriansfool36 Follow

YOU HAVE INTERNET IN THE KEEP???? HIIIII

[yzashaven]

2023 KINKTOBER︰10﹒06

꒰ —♡ C O R R U P T I O N ﹒ K I N K ꒱

EVENT MASTERLIST !

FEATURING ! archon!scara, lyney, dottore, kaeya x fem!reader

WARNINGS ! corruption obvs!!, reader wearing a collar, shibari/bondage, electrostimulation, cunnilingus + fingering, mentions of using aphrodisiac, dottore's clones involved, some name calling, praise + degradation

NOTE ! wow so early!!! (not) i can't tag some people again.... erm... anyway!!! i overused a few words here ngl—also 2 are proofread, 2 aren't. thank u all for your patience i've been so busy with school it's tiring 😭😭

[ chérie - darling, amour - love ]

event taglist— @yukiitaooo @scara6 @kanaedd @ciarchivez @returningluv @im-the-ruler-here @kateybuggi @asimpforpeople @ju1yyyzzz @saturnsapothecary @supercoolusernameomg @uchihaeirin @anon-eu @gojoswife201 @abeitriz @mechanical-lily @breadybuu @dawning-bliss @poisonedmoonl1ght @nothingfuninthislife @eunchaeluvr @cuntz0ne @zomzomb1e @bitchylillyrose @zxdksimpo @kikosaidbye @bleubirdinthesky @rottmntrulesall @angelofdarkness2 @kvronushi @adeptuscharm

—ARCHON!SCARAMOUCHE

corrupting you is a piece of cake for scaramouche; it's his favorite thing to do. an adorable, obedient, little shrine maiden as his personal slut? all for himself at his mercy? sign him up. oh and of course, to make sure you take all that he gives with no resistance whatsoever—he'll make sure to tie you up one way or another. in this case, he decided to take it easy, bounding your wrists together at your back while a collar was around your neck.

"there you go~" he coos in a teasing manner, fingers digging into the flesh of your hips as he guides you in riding him. "feels good, hm?" all that you could do was nod and moan helplessly in response as you let him take full control over your body, "mmh, now that i'm thinking of it, you've never been fucked properly before, right?" he grins darkly as he sees you nod; it's true, he is your first after all. a whimper slips past your lips when he abruptly pulled out before situating you down onto the soft velvet sheets of the mattress, pushing your legs further down until you were practically folded in half, "this is what you call a mating press, doll~" he chuckles before slamming his cock inside you once again, pulling at the leash attached to your collar roughly, causing your eyes to widen as you looked up at him. "oh, don't look at me like that, darling. i might just have to fuck you harder~" and as per his words, his hips began to sharply buck against yours as he observed each and every one of your moans, from the quiet ones to the loud ones that ripped through your throat and making your voice crack out of pure pleasure. not even a minute later, you squirt around his cock whilst it was still thrusting in and out of you at a quick and rough pace, "so adorable~" a scream was drawn from you as his fingers went down to your clit to unexpectedly send a short, weak zap of electro as a way to stimulate you further. "oh come on, i know you like that~ you're just a shy little slut waiting for the right man to break you apart, huh? well... luckily for you, your god himself will be the one ruining you real good~"

—LYNEY SNEZHEVICH

hear me out... soft dom lyney teaching you the ways of romance through intense intimacy and pushing your limits. :3 stimulating you with endless, overwhelming pleasure!!

"can you do one more for me, chérie~?" lyney's fingers and mouth have been skillfully dealing with you for a while now; digits thrusting inside you as they hit all the perfect spots so delicately, his lips wrapped around your swollen clit, gently licking and nibbling on the sensitive bud. you let out whimpers as he continued just that, "you've already came for me so many times, hehe~ a reward should be granted, yes?" before you could protest and say anything at all, he stands up from where he was kneeling and pulls you by the thighs towards the edge of the bed, "mmh~ your sweet fluids are all over your thighs now..." he frowns, "...let me fix that and fill you up with my own cum, hmm~?" without another warning, he easily slides his cock inside your warmth, letting out a small moan at the feeling of your walls engulfing him whole. "feels so good, amour~" he teases as his eyes were fixated on your reactions—body shaking as your lips were parted, gasping for air, moaning and whimpering softly as he started a gentle pace that slowly increased in intensity. "oh, that fucked out look on your face looks so innocent... yet so dirty at the same time~"

—IL DOTTORE

oh, the doctor, experimenting once again, like always! now... who's the best test subject for a rather "intimate" one? of course, his innocent lover.

"how do you feel, my pet?" he says and pats your head gently like how he would to a dog. his thrusts within your cunt were slow and deep, deliciously stretching you out with each snap of his hips, "i knew it... your tough demeanor earlier was nothing but a thin shield. you really thought you could resist me?" he lets out a small laugh, mocking you, "you're just a weak girl on the inside, waiting for someone to tear her pride and dignity to shreds~" he chuckles darkly and reaches forward to fondle at your breasts delicately, "i can't wait to slowly break you apart~" suddenly, he snaps his hips forward as the pace of his thrusts increases, along with the force he was putting in it, constantly hitting your g-spot perfectly. "hah~ that aphrodisiac must be kicking in by now, no? you already look so fucked out and i can feel you getting wetter by the second." he says in a teasing manner, spreading your legs further apart with the help of his clones to hold you down as some of them were touching your cheek delicately, your neck, and your breasts. dottore's hand that was fondling you going down to grip on your hips to steady his rough pace, "focus on me, darling. focus on who's fucking you~" all of that was enough to send you over the edge as you cum hard, walls contracting around his cock that was still busy abusing your pussy, using it as roughly as he always wanted to. "i'm gonna turn you into the sluttiest whore ever~"

—KAEYA ALBERICH

oh... this sly, flirty, smooth talking cavalry captain. he always thought your pure and innocent nature was so adorable, it was his favorite trait of yours. he thinks he's so lucky to have that same girl bent over his desk, begging for more of his rough loving.

"whore." kaeya spat out, thrusting hard inside your cunt from behind as his hand firmly grips at your ass, spanking it. "look at you... moaning all for me, begging for my cock. you that addicted already, huh?" you nod, "good." he smirks mischievously as you let out a lewd scream the moment the tip of his cock kissed your g-spot delightfully, again and again, driving you insane and making your body jolt with each buck of his hips. "fuck—you're too good~ come on, beg me some more. beg me to fuck you senseless~" with a rough thrust forward, it hits a deep part of you that had you cum undone for the umpteenth time. "oh?" kaeya sighs softly, "how am i gonna make you beg when all that's slipping out of your pretty lips are lewd moans and mumbles? hmm~?" he say in a teasing way, "fine then, just keep moaning for me, 'kay~?" his fingers find their way to your clit, pleasuring you further by rubbing it in a way that matched the pace of his thrusts; his other hand making its way up to wrap his long fingers around the back of your neck, holding you down, cheek pressed flat against the cold wood of the table. "even without saying a word, i know all you want right now is for me to fuck you~ just be a good girl and take it all, and i'll keep giving you more~"

[kneelingshadowsalome]

Hi!! I'm sososo obsessed with Satyr König oml you're a genius (also I've binge read your whole yandere könig tag it's so perfect). Okay so sorry in advance for my English, but:

I can't stop thinking about a shy (and kinda pervert lmao) nymph reader who sees him, sees how big and strong he is and how well he secretly protects all her sisters (and how irresistible his big, thick cock is) and really falls in love and is wildly attracted to him, BUT she's very shy and the idea of telling him her feelings is too mortifying, so when he's out in the woods she sneaks in his den, tidies the place up, brings him some flowers as gifts (yeah im inverting the usual roles lol), snuggles in his bed of furs (maybe touches herself fantasizing about him-) and König, well, notices the changes in his house and is VERY perplexed, so one day he returns earlier than usual and sees this cute, soft and unaware nymph moaning and whimpering in his den, her face against his furs, all wet and willing and ready to mate while she quietly moans his name, eyes closed and face red- he'd go FERAL

The idea of desperately horny satyr König with a more than willing needy nymph makes my brain melt oml

(And btw, do you think you'll ever write Satyr König again, in general?)

Satyr!König goes absolutely feral, yes.

He noticed the lingering sweet scent at the mouth of his den already, a sugary, floral scent that he knows so very well. He knows it to his core, because his nose wants to follow that scent whenever he catches it.

Only nymphs smell this sweet, like flower meadows and moonlight, like spring water and honeycombs. The distinct scent of a kore is eerie, and only gets stronger when he walks further into his lair, but what’s more is that he recognizes who this particular scent belongs to… He has memorized her in his loneliness, and every time he catches a whiff of her in the air outside, he can’t help but grow hard.

He barely even notices the absence of his usual mess, that someone has washed all his cups and put his wine pots in order. His den has seen a lot of brooming, and there are fresh flowers placed on his oaken table, thoughtful bouquets hanged from the roots of his oak. But before he gets to inspect those odd little things further – he’s used to trampling flowers out in the wild, he never even thought of using them as decoration, but they do look kind of nice, don’t they? – he hears a soft whimper from the back of the den.

From where he sleeps, and isn’t it peculiar how he can now smell something else, now, too… Something irresistibly heady, something that demands action at once, making his cock stir and swell to the point where it’s almost painful. There’s another soft moan, calling to him like an enchanted flute: his whole den has changed from a dark dungeon into a soft, scented temple, echoing with the sounds of a maiden in heat.

He finds her spread over his thick, musky furs, furs that have seen countless lonely nights, and have to be changed every turn of the moon because they’re so grimy. She doesn’t seem to have any trouble with laying down in his filth, the rough furs that smell of seed and satyr sweat, of old musk and maybe a few tears. Satyrs cannot cry, they say, but that’s only because no one ever sees them do so. He’s spilled more than his fill of salt on that makeshift bed, and not all of it was ropes of hot seed…

“P–please…”

She sees him, sees how surprised he is catching her here, in the place all nymphs always try to evade. She sees how hard he is while watching her bare and panting there, all over his furs, lips swollen from lust. Both up and down, her lips are wet and quivering; she’s completely ready to be taken, and only the tiniest sliver of respect prevents him from fucking her senseless right here and right now.

“Please, I beg of you…”

But when she begs for it like that…?

He doesn’t hesitate a moment longer. He simply cannot.

And why waste time on thinking how she got here (or more importantly, why she got here?) Why mull on the hot question of why isn’t the loveliest creature on earth trying to get away from him?

“No need to beg,” he grunts as he lays himself upon her, cock hot and already leaking as it finds her entrance.

The smell of ambrosia envelops him as he glides inside, the whimper from his nymph a song of paradise. She smiles softly at such immediate lust, or is it the sun that comes out of the clouds, somehow reaching under the branches of this oak?

She welcomes him with open arms, a tear falling down her temple and into her hair as he tries to be gentle with her. But it’s not really his size or his lust that makes her cry. Her hands trail up and down his sides, they try to desperately wrap around his wide torso. She looks into his eyes while he starts to rut her, amazed to have been granted such a blessing at all.

“I’m in love with you,” she sighs into the air between them, her eyes glimmering with worship in the dim, earthy dusk of his den.

He messes up with his thrusts, breathing out his shock while hovering over her. She’s so delicate and frail, and so desperate for a nymph who’s supposed to be frolicking in the open fields… She should be climbing in the tall trees and giggling at centaurs from there, she should be admiring the full moon and the stars, she should be playing in the freshwater with her sisters.

He always thought this one feared him the most, slinking into the shadows beneath the trees whenever she saw him. Casting her eyes down as if she didn’t want him to notice her at all, never mocking or teasing him like the others did. That’s why he left her alone: because he didn’t want to break her. She was far too pure for someone like him.

But now she’s here, with flowers and a hot, wet body, trying to grab him so hopelessly in her fragile embrace…

“You can’t say things like that, little one,” he warns, feeling something akin to fear for the first time in his life.

“Why not…? It’s true,” she chimes there beneath him, a few more tears of joy rolling down her cheeks.

His chest is burning, but the only sound that comes out of him is a low growl. A warning and a plea.

“You shouldn’t tease an old faun.”

“And you shouldn’t stop what you only just started...”

He blinks at her answer, at her soft smile.

Then, he shoots down to kiss her neck.

She moans from love when he opens his mouth, careful not to puncture her delicate flesh with his teeth: he only devours his nymph with soft hunger, licking and sucking her soft skin. Her giggles and sighs drive him to the sweetest madness as he starts to make love to her under the earth.

His home has never heard such cries of joy, felt or seen such displays of devotion… He returns her confessions thousandfold, in every way he can. These silly little creatures always fear a satyr’s love is only about lust, and therefore escape such hollow adoration, but he’s not here to just ease the pain in his sacks.

He’s now forever bound to her, whether she knows it or not…

[cacaobean760]

Leander Characteristics

So for the past posts about Leander I have been talking about the lines that stood out to me but now I am going to be talking about his character design. I am also not sure how into theories I am going to be going into with Leander because there are a lot out there but I think I am just gonna be talking about the main things or facts that I think are heavily implied.

So lets first talk about Leanders name because I think that is the biggest hint we have for his background.

So I am just gonna throw a bunch of screenshots talking about Leander the Greek Mythology and also the flower and then I will talk about it after

OK, so we know from this Greek Mythology that Hero and Leander were in love and that Leander would swim over to meet with Hero. We also know that Hero is a priestess of Aphrodite. And what is Aphrodite the Goddess of?? That is right, Sexual Love and Beauty, Which Leander shows throughout the games demo soooo, take that as you will. Also I might bring up the virgin point later but for now im just gonna leave it here. Also in the third pic, Leander is describes as using charm(which again, Leander uses a lot though out the demo) and that, Hero being a virgin, is not something that Aphrodite would want being the goddess of love and sex. So once they become a....Situationship????? Leander keeps visiting Hero every night, but one night he gets drowned. Now as of right now, I don't think the torch or light thing is super important because I don't think there is anything in the game that mentions it so im not gonna talk about it right now either. But we then find out that Hero finds Leander's body dead on the shore but he is holding flowers in his hand....Remind me again what the first thing Leander gives to us is hmmmmmm*sideways glance* So then Hero starts wailing "O Lender" over and over, and so that is how the flower, Oleander, Got it's name. And guess what, Oleander just happens to be super toxic. Uhhhhh does this imply something for Leander's character, I'll let you decide. And even though this is known to be a super toxic flower it is still used for landscape because it is considered pretty or attractive, beautiful even. And we all know by now what Aphrodite is the Greek goddess of. I also don't know if it will become a big thing later in the game with the fact that Hero then also joins Leander in death but again, as of right now, ill just leave this here. So then you may be asking, If Leander died then how would he be alive in the game?? Well I am glad you asked.

Through out Leander's character, there are multipule instances of the idea of youth, or rebirth. Again if we go back to the flowers Leander gives us, they are noted to be white Lilles, now what do white lilies symbolize???

Ok so if Leander did die, he somehow came back to life so yes, rebirth.

While looking for Leander at first we are looking out for his dagger shaped earing, but what is this dagger going through exactly? Well, I think it is the Ouroboros symbol. And what does that mean exactly?

We can see this design on Leander's earring like I said

Actually without closely looking at this, it just looked like a normal circle but up close, it is a snake eating itself. Again with the theme of rebirth.

Now when we go to look at the symbol on Leander's belt, the whole entire structure of the belt looks like the symbol that represents the mother, maiden and the crone.

So the main point for this symbol is youthfulness or in a way, rebirth

Now when looking at the middle of the belt the symbol looks like the symbol for Aphrodite which Leander's lover, Hero, was a priestess too, they look....pretty similar right? Also just another note that doves and sparrows are also a symbol for Aphrodite andddddd what does Ais call Mhin and the MC for their nickname hmmmmmm???

okokok, so there are a lot of symbols for rebirth on Leander but what else. By now one can assume that Leander died and had been revived or rebirthed. But is there something that also leads to this conclusion without it being a symbol, why yes there is. In fact, we can see that a core color of Leander's character is green and we all know that green is related to growth or growing or rebirth??? Thus the green color leading us to talk about Leander's eyes. So lets actually talk about Leanders eye color

I actually saw a post about this so this is not my discovery but his eye color is Paris Green and guess what a fun little fact about this paint is. Yep! you guessed it, it is indeed, toxic.

So that is so slay for Leander. In fact, it's not even used now because of how toxic it is

So, so far we have a toxic flower AND a toxic Paint that goes with Leanders character.

But I want to stay on Leander's eyes for just another sec because there is also something more interesting going on in them then just the color. When we first see Leander in the CG Leander is using magic and so along with all the other sparks around him that are happening while doing his magic, there is also a "spark" or a glint sort to speak in his eye

Now, this is not super unusual because in other games or novels, the characters eyes or hair have been describe to "light up" when using magic but.....This glint never goes away

Now I can understand while using magic there would be a glint but when he is not doing anything? Unless...he is using magic constantly. I mean if he was dead, and he did get rebirthed or revived, who says it was a one time thing. What if he constantly has to use magic to keep him alive or something along the lines of that.

So if Leander did get revived or has been rebirthed but has kept all his knowledge it would explain some of the lines that stuck out to me when interacting with Leander. I mean if he is not actually in his 30's like people think he is but he is actually much older, old enough to have Greek Mythology about him, it would explain why he is so powerful or such a good mage. Like I said, I have talked about this in my previous posts about Leander and the lines that were weird to me but there are quite a few lines or situations that tell us that Leander is very strong. So lets look at a few of these situations...

First when Leander initially summons the flowers, if you choose the Alchemist background, you note that he did not need a spell circle, he just straight up summoned the flowers. And from further dialogue we can come to the conclusion that this is not normal and Leander must be a "very gifted mage"

Second when we tell Leander we are cursed and then he seems very curious and asks us if it is "ancestral or more recent". We know that Leander did not go to study at the Senobium soooooo how would he know about curses. I can kinda understand the "more recent" curses. But ancestral.....How would he even know about it and why is he so interested in it?? I mean if he really is the Leander from the Greek Myth then, Leander would be pretty old, old enough to learn about curses and even more so for ancestral curses.

Then when we talk to Leander about picking fights with Ais and trying to kill him, he just brushes it off completely and he is not the least bit worried. I mean I feel like any normal mage would be worried even if they were very good at what they do. Soooo I feel like you would have to be around a pretty long time to not be the least bit scared or nervous about messing with a monster.

And this will finally be my last point about Leander's character. It is his motto on the Bloodhound poster which is, "as above, so below". At first glance it does not seem that significant. I mean the Bloodhounds are all about helping the lower class so it is more equal to the upper class so that is probably what the motto means. This is also reinforced when you learn the fact that Leander is the son of an old Hightown Family and then runs away and joins in with the Lowtown so ya, they are trying to bridge the wage gap. But maybe, just maybe, If Leander is the Leander that died in the Greek Myth, it actually stands from something like...Heaven and Earth? Two different planes where one is above and the other is below??

Anyways that it all but let me know if you guys liked this and if you have something to add on!

[fornasedensgudar]

Could you tell me more about Eir?

(Källor på svenska fungerar fint också 😄)

Ye sure, but there is sadly not a lot about her. (På varken svennebannan språk eller på engelska ;P ) well Wikipedia, but no, I say the books are to more trusted.

ANYHOW.

Eir is by some a Asynja (goddess) and by some a Valkyria and associated with healing, herbs and medicine.

(Im a nurse so she, just like Hel, is an every day part of my life.)

Shes in diffrent list in the eddas and mostly just mentioned shortly.

In Fjölsvinnsmál shes one of the Maidens of the healing Mountain of Lyfjaberg. (Läkneberget)

In Gyfalginning chapter 35 it says

"Den tredje är Eir, bäst bland läkekvinnor."

"The third is Eir, the best amung healing women."

Her name means "peace" or "mearcy"

She is sadly an very forgotten goddess, but acording to what we have shes is of high importance, sense only Saga and Frigga her self, are by (the problematic and often annoying) Snorri Sturluson list her as third within the court of Asynjor.

I dont have any digital links but recomend the allready mentioned sagas and works by snorri. But tbh, what i said here is pretty much all that is said about her. But it implies there were more that is now lost to time. Just like most of the goddesses. Shes a perfect exemple of what is lost to time, and how we have to grasp at staws to find anything deeper about her and her roll in the norse pantheon. But just like in days of old, storys can be retold and made, even today. (Then, its up to you and your skills if it becomes a good story or not 😉)

Like I said in my lil list not long ago.

"Just because a pebble dont have a story, dont mean it never had one"

Im my local group we have many who work in healthcare and when the pandemic was as its worst manny of us made offerings to her, seeking protection and hope. (Along with obvious health guide lines)

But even tho I am a ride or die man of Frej, me and my boyfriend have a soft spot for the goddesses. Most so those who we know the least about and are mostly forgotten. So Eir is not only a big part of my spiritual part, but also my art, because everyone has seen a drawing of Loki or Odin. Not nearly enougth have seen Eir tho.

Here is a lil drawing I made of her a while back ago.

(If I have forgotten some info or kennings or myths, pls dont be shy to add them)

[catboygirljoker]

i would like the luxucore songs

Allow me to offer Cop Car by mitski, startling from iron maiden, starlight by avantasia, sex on the ceiling, Arrow in the Wall, and I'm Your Treasure Box by marine/toby fox for other xigbar/luxu songs

the last one's a joke but also not really

A FEW SONGS FROM MY LUXUCORE PLAYLIST (non-comprehensive):

America, George Martin - "A Horse with No Name" only when i'm alone and separate from the world can i remember my identity and the world that's been swept away

Depeche Mode - "Personal Jesus" i am a religious figure and i will make myself very useful to you, just gimme a call whenever you need me /horny /not entirely good intentions [yes im aware depeche mode thinks this song is straightforwardly wholesome but. have you listened to it. theyre wrong]

100 gecs - "The Most Wanted Person in the United States" lmao i just killed that guy. everyone hates me and they kinda have good reason to. does it even matter. wooooooo!

Orville Peck - "No Glory in the West" fuck man you go through life and it sucks and its hard and you try to figure it all out and what do you get but dirt and sand

The Bravery - "The Spectator" "leave only footprints, take only memories" is a philosophy that can apply to existence, too

as for your songs:

COP CAR LUXU COMIC MY BELOVED. that ones already on the playlist <3 <3 <3 not sayin more about this bc the comic is sufficient to explain why this works for him lol

whatever the second track is on your list i dont think i was able to find it, sorry ;-; id be happy to give it a listen if you can clarify :]

"Starlight" REALLY works for me as a luxu song. i like thinking about why luxu would use space magic—since he clearly uses it before he's a Nobody, and i think you can just, study and use a kind of magic if you wanna—and i especially like thinking about him having an affinity for space that comes from being so isolated by his Whole Deal. many nights spent alone looking up at the stars, all those worlds, wishing for some guidance on this path hes been made to walk....

...im gonna go ahead and say "Sex on the Ceiling" is self-explanatory. yeah he can just do that. literally and metaphorically. really enjoying the vocals on this one, very sexy song. this one is also going on the luxucore playlist tee hee

"An Arrow in the Wall" i definitely understand on vibes. the song feels like theres Something Coming, a reckoning, apocalypse perhaps. with luxu, like, hes been around for a Really Long Time, anticipating the return of his master, and is finally about to see that come to fruition. but thats not a good thing. whatever's in that box, the direct parallels to pandora's box, luxu's shocked and horrified reaction to learning what's inside...none of that can mean good things! much too think about. i like this one, i like this kind of moody electronic indie stuff

id totally forgotten about "I'm Your Treasure Box" thank you for reminding me of it again lmao. toby fox is such a good producer. is this a joke about the eyepatch

[beuhakkaka]

🌊The Sirens Song🌊

The legend of the siren had been born of the sea, hatching from her vast mystery and deadly depths. In turn, this tale was often told on the sea. It was a story that pirates and sailors alike would share with their crewmates on stormy, dark nights; spinning the tale of the siren. 

It was quite a terrifying legend, one filled with fear and death. The tale was often accompanied with one too many cups of rum and a hearty laugh. But the legend was just that, a legend. Such a fantastical creature could never truly ever exist; it simply wasn't logically possible.

But the ocean...the ocean did not care for logic and lie. 

The ocean was the ocean, and science had no dwelling there.

The drunken old captain let out a hearty chuckle, his grin spreading beneath his beard. He slammed his mug against the wooden counter, rum drops splattering onto the wood.  

"Ohoh! Yes, the tale of the ocean beast, a mighty good one if ye ask me.”  

He held up his burly hands, using them to gesture.  

“The ferocious creatures 're called sirens you see, and they be said to be bigger than even a boat! Big fellows they be, even bigger teeth,” He chuckled darkly as one of his newest crewmates paled. He leaned in, enunciating his every word with a dramatic flair. “That ain't even all of it. They sing ye woes, tugging at ye’r deepest desire with their song. They promise to give ye joy, but the moment you get close enough” He slapped his hands together as he yelled “BAM! They snatch you up in their big clawed hands, dragging the unsuspecting folk down, then they disappear into the briney deep, never to be heard of again..." 

The captain finished off his words with a dramatic emphasis, chuckling as he stroked his beard. A young sailor shivered, grasping his sides as he responded. 

"Blimey, don't matter how many times I hear it, still shakes me to me bone..." 

The captain slapped his back, nearly throwing the young sailor off his seat as he began laughing loudly. 

"Aye! As it should young lad, don't want ye guard to be let down..."

The bar maiden smiled tiredly. The captain really enjoyed making his new crewmates nervous, didn't he? She wondered why. 

She wiped at the splattered rum with a rag, chuckling softly and shaking her head. At least it was entertaining, sure did brighten up the normally dreary bar. 

Before she could run off to wipe down the other side of the bar, the captain directed a question at her.  

“Say lassie, you live round these parts don't ye? Tell me, ever seen a siren?” He grins.  

The woman's eyes widened a little, she wasn't used to the pirates addressing her, especially if it's just for her opinion. She quickly recovered from the momentary shock and plastered on an award winning smile, 

“Ah, well, I've seen plenty of fish in my life, but sirens? N-none Im aware of” she chuckled nervously. 

The captain sighed, “shame, I was thinkin’ since you live near the deep, you may have seen one”  

She simply shrugged, giving the captain another nervous smile. “Well, it's possible other folks have seen ‘em. I’ve just been a tad bit too busy to go siren seeing…”  

She was met with silence.  

Taking note of the lull in the conversation, she bid her goodbye to the old pirate, rushing off to go clean more tables.  

Manning a bar that pirates often congregated around wasn't an easy one, and the young lass could be considered quite brave for it. But she didnt think it all that difficult. Not compared to other occupations atleast.

The young woman's name was Annora, and she was quite the unique figure; both physically and socially. She had long, vibrant red hair, and equally vibrant green eyes. 

Yet despite how fiery her hair was, she was a very quiet individual. Quiet, but diligent, making sure the customers had plenty to drink and eat if requested.

These pirates were quite a lot for one quiet girl to handle, loud too- but, at least they drank a lot. Meant her pay may go up a few mora today. 

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When the pirates finally left, the woman sighed. 

She was exhausted, yes, but they had tipped well so she didn't mind. Plus, the bonus she may receive from their drunken habits made her mood lift even more. Mora always made things better.  

So as she was closing up, she had a happy tune playing in her head, whistling as she locked the door. 

She inhaled the crisp salty air, and then took a pause. 

Her keys dangled at her side as she stared at the oceans dark waters.

She had just finished work, and was completely wiped out; yet the sea beckoned her. 

...maybe she could squeeze in some time for star gazing.

She looked up at the starry sky, taking in the stars positions and assuming the time. 

She smiled. 

She would have ample time to stargaze before sunrise. She ought to get to it though if she wanted a decent view. 

She smiled to herself and skipped along the pavement to her little cabin.

She lived in a quaint little town on the coast, it was quite an isolated area, and was mainly known for its delicious fish. It was also known as a great checkpoint for sailors. 

Out of all the little sea towns bordering Mondstat, this place was frequented most by sailors and pirates. It was a great place to refill supplies while also enjoying the delicious fish cuisine.

The frequent visits to the small town meant sightings of "merfolk" and "sirens" were quite rampant. She wouldn't be surprised if the place the legends all began was here.  

Annora knew they were all merely fairy tales, as she had lived here her whole life and had never seen something even close to what people describe. 

But even if all those sightings were just drunken hallucinations, Annora quite enjoyed listening to the ramblings. It was fun to imagine the world being filled with mystique and magic. Even if that magic happened to lure people to their death. 

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With Annoras stargazing supplies all in order, she began her trek to her favorite lookout spot. Many liked to stargaze at the forest, but she knew better than to stargaze there. If you really want a good view, the cliffs are where you should go. It was clear up there, and the light pollution was nonexistent. Most of the time people were a little too nervous to dare the hike, and the isolation was rather nerve wracking, but she didn't mind. She quite enjoyed the long trek, even if she normally ended up with a scrape or two; and the silence only added to the ambience. But even if she didnt like being so far away from town, the view was completely worth it. 

Basking in the moonlight, she stepped out from the bushy trees and onto the cliff's edge.

The view was stunning. 

Dark, nearly black water reflected the stars and moon. Giving the whole environment an almost dream like glow. 

Staring out at the vast oceans rippling blue, she let out a happy sigh. She never felt at home, not truly, unless she was here.  

She trudged through the tall grass, nearly tripping a few times as she navigated the uneven terrain. 

She walked to the very edge, staring down at the rocky banks. The waves crashed against the boulders, frothing as it was pulled back in.  

Truthfully, the heights were the only thing about this location that made her nervous. That's why she preferred to sit a few feet back. She took a step back, shaking her head to shove away any anxiety. She can't get all anxious when she has stars to chart! 

Once she found a nice place, she began to set herself up. 

She flipped the bucket she held upside down for a makeshift seat, and pulled out her spyglass, her arguably most valuable possession.

She plucked her little note pad up from her bag, and got her feather pen ready to write. 

Once everything was unpacked and set up, she held the spyglass up to her eye, and aimed it towards the sky. She smiled, naming the stars she knew by heart quietly to herself. 

The ones she didnt recognize she jotted down for later research. 

She settled in for a long night of sky searching with a calm smile on her lips. 

Hours passed by and Annora simply continued to watch, jotting down interesting observations. 

Once she was ready to head home, she stood up to collect her things. 

But...something made her take pause. 

Subtly, and quietly, a breeze blew by. But this breeze wasnt silent as all the others had been. 

No, this one was carrying along a sound she had never heard before.

Was it a song? 

She focused in. 

The mystique to it made her question its origin, and what it even was. 

It wasn't a sound any human would ever be able to make. Nor did it sound like any instrument she had ever heard. 

But she could tell clearly enough that it was indeed a *voice*. 

The tongue of this voice was also something she had heard before, yet her heart lurched immediately, like somewhere deep down, she did know what it was. 

To say it was strange was an unsettling, yet she couldnt find it in herself to leave. 

The voice was almost eerily beautiful, drawing her soul towards it and cradling her in warmth; plucking gently at her heart, resonating with her very being. 

She gently placed down her spyglass, standing up slowly with wide, watery eyes.  

She needed to know what, or who was creating this melody. 

She wiped at her eyes, looking around. 

The song was all encompassing, yet so subtle. She couldnt tell where it was coming from... 

She took a step forward, and the song suddenly became louder. Her heart thrummed alongside the rhythm.

There.

She took another step, her eyes glazing over as her hair began to billow in the wind.  

Every step she took, the song became louder, encompassing her very soul.  

She stood there on the cliff's edge, tiny pebbles shaken loose and falling to the crashing waves. 

Here. The sound was coming from here. 

But she didnt see anyone. 

Annoras gaze slowly tilted downwards. 

There, right below the cliff's edge, leaning against the mountain like a tiger ready to pounce, lay a creature. A creature beyond Annoras wildest nightmares. Its body easily scaled the cliff she stood atop, his head only stopping a few feet below the edge. 

Its eyes snapped to hers, giant turquoise pupils swimming with something she could only describe as animalistic hunger. Its entire form was so massive, she was unable to even fully comprehend it.  

Before she could even attempt to understand what she was seeing, that giant realized he had been seen, and suddenly that creature's hand was shooting upwards towards her.  

The moment he moved, a shrill shriek ripped out from her throat. Any trance she had been put in shattered immediately as she threw herself back, tumbling backwards into the dirt.  

She fell on her back with a thud, just narrowly avoiding the massive hand as it  slammed into the cliff side's surface with a loud thud. She stifled another scream as the ground beneath her rumbled at the strength. 

Its fingers were comparable to nothing except maybe tree trunks, being both wider and taller than her. They curved against the dirt; scraping at the earth's flesh with its shovel like nails as it searched for her. Those claws were not nearly as dull as a shovel's edge though, no, they looked like razors, honed to perfection for hunting.  

The nails dug deep into the dirt, wide lines of division following the creatures recede. The hand slowly slipped off the cliff's edge, and a massive sigh erupted from the horrifying creature below.  

“I missed…”  

The voice…she recognized it. That sweet melody had come from the same creature. But how could something so terrifying sound so wonderful?

That didnt didnt matter though. Not right now. Not when she could feel death knocking at her door. 

She scrambled up onto her feet, nearly tripping over herself as she made a hasty escape. Not even daring to look back as she feared meeting those hunrgy eyes again.

She dashed away, chest heaving as her feet carried her far from danger. 

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I've been utterly destroyed by Siren Venti so I had to write, even if it isnt mermay yet!!! Y'all just have to put up with it.

Thanks @slumberingiant for inspiring and fueling my disaster

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[jjuniewizzy]

well first off who are your wizard101 ocs o_o (im new)

also why did they become wizards

WOOOO LET'S TALK ABOUT IT!!! BEHOLD! My Wizard101 OCs! I present: THEM:tm:

Adrian Sparkstell

Adrian “Whiny-Rich-Boi-McGee” Sparkstell. Rich boy from Marleybone who inherits the family business, and then some, after his parents pass away at the end of the Empyrea story line. He holds a lot of power in the latter half of the canon story, but towards the beginning of THEM™️’s journey we see him be whiny, cocky, jealous, and a pain in Madeline’s side 98% of the time. He does have his moments of teamwork though, from the Malistaire fight to their adventures in Celestia and Avalon as well. Hell, it takes Lena hunting him down after Maddie is taken in Mirage for the gang to get back together and take down old cob with it. He uses his later gained influence to turn the tides in the favor of those pursuing the troublesome matters on the front line like Madeline and Lena, though he consistently worries about Lena’s safety. After all, they are together and he loves her dearly. Selfishly, he wants her home in Marleybone all the time, but he knows and grows to understand that her heart is in defending the universe. He lets her pursue what her heart wants, which is his ultimate lesson. The heart is stronger than any person’s will.

Ruko Yokane

Ruko “Im-Edgier-Than-An-Emo-Teenager” Yokane. He ends up becoming the next official death professor for Ravenwood, and he is DAMN good at the job. After all, he was Malistaire’s ace back when he was a baby wizard learning how the world worked. Death magic and death energy run in his bloodline, and like tataragami spirits and energy, the energy his bloodline experiences can create insanity within those who possess it. Luckily, Ruko is a baddie ofc and has over the years managed to maintain a healthy stable control over that energy within him. Of course, that did take snapping once or twice. However, he always had loved ones to anchor him back (no not in the “this isn’t like you ” way, in the genuine support system way). This dude gets his happy ending, he’s married to his love Madeline. They have a kid together which is just so sweet, and he gets the inside scope of the arcanum from Maddie.

Lena Raven

Lena “I love her sm she’s so sweet someone protect her-” Raven. She’s not the self-insert, she is my favorite and best crafted. She’s an adopted child of grandmother Raven, having been raised in Grizzleheim with no parents to her memory outside of the deity. She constantly strives for good, and that has led her to be the mediator of group disputes. She’s also the team’s biggest clutch, when the team needs a major push to victory, Lena is the reliable one to deliver it. She takes blows none can take, and now is a political mediator between worlds. She’s stopped wars with her mediation skills, but luck does eventually run out. However, she is the one seldom drawing a blade. Her risky work does create some slight tension in hers and Adrian’s relationship, but it’s nothing a genuine conversation cannot rectify. They both do what their heart calls them to do, and no matter how far the universe flings the two apart, they always manage to come back home to one another.

Madeline Lumos

Madeline “Baddest bitch in THEM™️” Lumos-Yokane Yes bitch she hyphenated, LAY RESPECT ON HER MAIDEN NAME. Balance in all things Madeline is the combat queen, the one who while yes is a good mediator and wishes to protect the universe is more akin to an heat-seeking missile rather than a soft-spoken negotiator. Madeline does not pull punches, and her judgement calls are the best in the spiral. She works in the Arcanum, and her work is renowned enough to where she eventually gets to run her own international court that tries individuals who attempt to defy the laws of the universe. She’s not the executioner, but she is the judge and the jury. This makes her the more extroverted of the two in her marriage between herself and Ruko. Ruko does his teaching job well, she does her job well too.

[wellthebardsdead]

The mourned & the healing FINAL

last part here

THE CONCLUSION! THE HAPPY ENDING IS HERE AT LAST! FEAST MY CHILDREN! (Edit: yes I know I wrote winterhold instead of windhelm I was tired so there’s a lot of grammatical errors don’t be mean to me I’m fragile I will break-)

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Nerevar: *standing on the deck of the northern maiden, watching as the city city of windhelm comes into view, the imperial banners now flying from its walls* welcome home my love… *squeezes leileis side watching the other chimers face with adoration, thinking his confusion is the most adorable thing in the world*

Riiju-Lei: we’re- here- when? When did the empire take over?

Nerevar: Well, while we were gone I received correspondence from some eyes I had in the city that, things were, not going as ulfric had promised us… So We offered support to the empire and obliterated the stormcloaks forces. Last I heard the ‘grey’ quarter was being repaired.

Riiju-Lei: *looking at him stunned* I- it’s being fixed?… guards are patrolling the streets and protecting our kin I-… why didn’t you tell me?… I could have helped I-

Nerevar: I know my dreamer, I should have but… Azuras mercy you almost died, and apart from that you were so overwhelmed with everything I couldn’t bear ruining your adventure by bringing up ulfric… it was supposed to be a time when you could be you, free of the burdens of being the dragonborn… *sighs* but you’re r-

Riiju-Lei: *leans in cutting him off with a soft and deep kiss as the ship docks in the harbour* no, don’t apologise… Im greatful, love.

Nerevar: *smiles down at him and returns another kiss* im glad my lo-

Kaidan: *suddenly walks past with a very green Taliesin in his arms* Right while you two get smoochy in the snow we’ll be at the corner club settling his stomach.

Lucien: *following after them* I’m going to get my land legs back and go for a stroll- and Inigo is- um-

Inigo: *carrying a very drunk and emotional sero over his shoulder* it is okay my friend you will return to solstheim and your handsome barkeep lover in due time.

Sero: *hugging and sobbing into his tail* we didn’t even stop on the island- *hiccups* long enough for a drink never mind a quick ro- *hiccups* romp!

Riiju-Lei: *snickers softly watching them go* I think… I’d like to show you my old home now… if it’s still there… it’s just a pile of ash and scorched stone now but… I’d like to see it and how my old stomping grounds have changed before we visit my parents.

Nerevar: *nods and smiles taking his hands* I’m so excited to honour their names in our unified house.

Riiju-Lei: *smiles up at him* I am too. Gods I can’t wait to marry you again.

Nerevar: *laughs and leans in giving him a kiss* with our children present, will they accept me as their father too?…

Riiju-Lei: *nods* they will, Khash you may have to earn her trust though.

Nerevar: *nods* I’ll do whatever it takes… and even if I never earn it, I’ll still care for them, as I do you.

Riiju-Lei: *squeezes his hands* I know you will, my love.

*a few minutes and a short walk later*

Riiju-Lei: *walking towards candlehearth hall* gods I can’t believe how quickly everything changed. The remnants of my home gone. Sadris store got an upgrade, and the corner club moved to-… *blinks watching dunmer walk in and out of the tavern with humans, other mer and beast folk alike* this… doesn’t even feel like windhelm anymore. It feels… welcoming… like… like… home-

???: you- you ruined everything! You ruined my life!!

Riiju-Lei: By the hist you’ve got to be joking- *turns around to find Rolff stone fist huddled by the warmth of one of the large fires scattered around the city, dressed in rags and his body burned and bruised beyond repair* oh, my…

Rolff: *steps forward visibly in pain but still so fuelled with hatred he pushes through* m-my brothers dead b-because of you! E-everythin-ing that’s h-happened t-to me is your f-fault! I’ll ki-kill you! ILL KILL Y- *goes silent as the tip of an uncomfortably familiar spear suddenly punctures through his chest, and the familiar shrill cry of a familiar disassociated councillor sends dread dropping to the pit of leileis stomach as Rolff hits the ground with a hard thud, dead*

Seht Dres: YOU-YOU STUPID BLUNDERING N’WAH!!! YOU RUINED MY SHOT!!! *raises his hand trying to command muatra to rise from the nords corpse, only managing to make it writhe and twist, as if refusing to listen to his command* Ugh!!! Usel- *blinks looking away from the spear to see Nerevar closing the cap between him and LeiLei, his blade drawn and ready to kill* STAY BACK!! IM WARNING YOU! I KILLED YOU ONCE ILL DO IT AGA-

Nerevar: SHUT. UP. *swings his sword taking his head off with one swift motion before walking to Rolff and grabbing the spear from his body* I have had far more than enough of this! *rips the spear free and snaps it over his knee before unceremoniously tossing it into the fire in front of candlehearth hall* …it’s over… *looks around to see the citizens of the city, some passing by, some patrons, all staring at him* ANYBODY ELSE WANT TO MESS WITH MY HUSBAND?!

Everyone: *swiftly hurry away pretending like they saw nothing*

Riiju-Lei: *all three eyes fixated on sen dres and Rolff before looking up at nerevar, his neht, his husband* my moon and star… *takes a timid step forward, as if afraid the bodies would rise up to attack him like ghosts from the past, before tossing caution to the frigid winds and running into his arms embracing him* are you okay?

Nerevar: *smiles feeling at ease in his arms and at home as he holds him tight* I’m fine, are you?

Riiju-Lei: I am, I’m more than okay… *looks down at the corpses bleeding into the snow* we should um… maybe take them with us to the hall of the dead- I don’t want to leave them here there’s children in the city.

*a few minutes later*

Riiju-Lei: *smiling as he sits beside nerevar before his parents urns. That feeling of pain and grief he’d felt for the first time in his last visit, now replaced with joy and pride as nerevar presents himself to them as his husband as if they were alive, as he recites the honouring of them as his in laws, the welcoming of them into his house and wishing to be welcomed into theirs, and as he asks for their blessings and permission to love Riiju-Lei until his dying breathes*

Nerevar: *finishes the rites and places not three, but four plagues at their urns beside the fresh flowers and the bottle of mead. One for house dagoth, one for house indoril, one to unify their houses, and one for house hist, to finally honour leileis mother with the reverence she always deserved* I hope… their spirits will join us for our union in this land.

Riiju-Lei: They will. *smiles and pulls a little bag of ash rice from his pocket, a bag made from the scarf he gave to nerevar, the scarf his mother carried him in when he was just a babe* Mama… da?… *shuffles to the urns and sets the bag down between them* I asked, Azura for a blessing… I know neither of you worship her but… she’s important to nerevar, my neht, and to me as well… I hope… with her blessings you’ll be protected wherever your souls have wandered… i- *rubs his face as tears prick his eyes, that overwhelming grief suddenly returning, grief that they can’t be here* I miss you both, dearly…

Nerevar: *rubs his back and pulls him into a hug, no words spoken, no words needed, just his presence being reassuring enough for LeiLei to break down into sobs* they’re so proud of you my love… *smiles looking over his shoulder to see the two ghostly figures, both holding each other, smiling at them, at their son, a rugged nord, and a beautiful argonian, both beaming with pride and joy that their son is loved, that he’s finally whole* so very proud.

*a few weeks later*

Lucien: *peering out the window of the temple of Kynareth to see the crowds gathering from far and wide, all of them faces touched somehow by the dragonborn and the Hortator, all eagerly waiting to witness the union* Okay everyones waiting!! Send out the flower girls!

Caryalind: *handing leileis daughters baskets of flowers and Khash the biggest one as the head of the group* okay go go go!

Khash: okay! *nods and steps out of the temple with her chest puffed out proudly as she tosses flowers and petals with her sisters Sofie, Sissel, and Lucia, leading the way towards the sapling of the gildergleam*

Lucien: Okay send out the boys!

Inigo: *fixing the boys outfits last minute, Alesan dressed as a companion whelp in training, and Blaise as an ordinators apprentice*

Alesan: *nudges his brother* dibs on the first slice of cake.

Blaise: screw off… I’ll trade you my desert for a week for it, I’m trying to impress Mila.

Alesan: deal. *snickers walking with him out of the temple and to the tree, both of them standing by their sisters and team dragonborn, inigo and Lucien following after them and joining them in waiting*

Riiju-Lei: *quietly praying at the shrine of Kynareth for one final blessing from his fathers pantheon*

Nerevar: *gently takes his hand* darling… they’re waiting.

Riiju-Lei: *nods and stands up taking both of his hands in his* let’s go. *smiles and links his arm with his, unable to contain his joy, his excitement, reliving this love again, this feeling bubbling in his chest, a feeling he’d been without for so very long, so long feeling empty, now finally whole*

Nerevar: *leans down to sneak one final kiss and grins into his beloveds lips* I could marry you a hundred times over and it’d still feel like I’m falling in love all over again. *steps from the temple with him and walks to the gildergleam, the crowd all standing, waiting as Jarl Balgruuf awaits them*

Jarl Balgruuf: *smiles as they approach and stand before him, neither of them able to pull their eyes from one another* Well, I had a whole speech prepared, but. I take it you two would rather be married in a hurry.

Ireleth: *used to dunmeri traditions and long drawn out ceremonies* my lord there’s-

Nerevar & Leilei: Yes.

Ireleth: Nevermind.

Jarl Balgruuf: *chuckles softly as light giggles and laughter echo through the crowd* in that case. Riiju-Lei, dragonborn, thane of whiterun, harbinger of the companions and hero to all skyrim, do you?

Riiju-Lei: *eyes locked lovingly with nerevars* yes.

Jarl Balgruuf: Nerevar of-

Nerevar: Yes.

Everyone: *laughs and cheers in hushed whispers*

Jarl Balgruuf: Ha! Well then, who am I to keep you waiting. By the right of Jarl, I now pronounce you married under the eyes of Mara and whomever else may bless this union.

Riiju-Lei: thank the gods. *grabs nerevar by his face pulling him into a kiss making the crowd erupt into cheers and celebration*

Nerevar: *smiles into the kiss and pulls away just to look at his husband, his dreamer, his voryn, his LeiLei* my love…

Riiju-Lei: *tears pouring down his face as he grins up at him, so full of love and happiness* my heart.

[whumpshaped]

Asking you about Marriage name changes now

long post ahead lol

okay so first thing first u have to understand that hungarian names work in the following way:

[surname] [first name] [second name if you have one] (<- that is what you would call a middle name but it's not in the middle here so we... dont call it that)

giving u a common example, a woman might be called kovács anna mária, where kovács is the surname, anna is the first name and mária is the second name.

now onto the actual marriage stuff. taking your husband's name in marriage is pretty standard, right? lots of mr and mrs johnsons running around in the US, everyone knows that from at least american tv. now, in hungary, the tradition until maybe like ...... 30 years ago, was to take your husband's entire name. that's just how it was! that was the traditional way of marrying!

so if you had your kovács anna marrying someone named pék márton, suddenly kovács anna isnt kovács anna anymore, she's now pék mártonné. :) oh your maiden name? no thats lost sorry. ur now known as "wife of pék márton" on every document !

but zi, if someone told me their name was pék mártonné, how would i know from that what their actual first name is? what do i call them? tough fucking luck! unless they kindly tack it onto the end when theyre introducing themselves (as many people do, they'll go "my name is pék mártonné anna" so you have something to call them), you just have no way of knowing! and if you only see someones name on paper or smth, u cant even ask! u just dont know! u have nooo idea how many times i just Didnt Know what my teachers' legal names were, because i knew them as anna néni or smth (mrs anna essentially) but their name would be some shit like pék mártonné.

so i have beef with that! what the fuck do u mean the married couple is called pék márton and pék mártonné! fucked up! gross! i wanna know what ur wife's fucking name is!!!!!!

about 30 years ago, traditions changed. people started going hey, maybe i DO want my fucking name, at least my first name. and they started taking their names as pék anna for example. husband's surname, their old first name. i think thats reasonable.

another common thing you will see people do is take their name as pékné kovács anna. thats how my mother took her name (which she said she regrets bc its a mouthful and takes too long to sign AKFJHDKSF). so husband's surname + né, and the entire maiden name of the wife.

and now here's the full list of combination shenanigans you can engage in when you get married, taking our example couple pék márton and kovács anna:

they can both keep their names the same, pék márton and kovács anna

wife can take husband's full name and have her name be pék mártonné

wife can take husband's full name AND keep her own entire maiden name and have her name be pék mártonné kovács anna

wife can take husband's surname and keep her own entire maiden name and have her name be pékné kovács anna

wife can take husband's surname without -né with her own first name and have her name be pék anna

husband can take wife's surname with his own first name and have his name be kovács márton

they can combine their surnames and both take it, and then they'd be pék-kovács márton and pék-kovács anna, or kovács-pék márton and kovács-pék anna. (this is only an option if your surname is just One surname. if your surname was already a combination name like nagy-kovács, you can't take your spouse's name and become pék-nagy-kovács)

basically... idk. i dont wanna diss anyone who wants to take her husband's full name (and yes im being so so heteronormative bc hungary doesnt have gay marriage lol idk how thatd go naming wise). thats rly not my issue. if u Want To, please by all means go ahead and do it. but i just think its incredibly telling that u dont see that nowadays. i think to not give a woman any other option than to literally have no name of her own is fucked up?? so yeah i'll forever have beef w that. and i'll yell abt it forever. im glad we have so many options now :)

[catastrfy]

Do you know about the Sarah A Thomas grave on the oregon trail? i didn't until i saw this video last week https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Om9fazTIbEA

as i watched it i kept thinking the story of her dying sounded familiar -- except i'd never known where the grave WAS. but i'd heard about bill thomas' grandmother sarah who died on the way to california. my late grampa told me about it, and he'd heard it from either his father or his grandfather, who'd known bill thomas.

the part in the video that blew that up in my mind is when randy said it was believed a family member came to the grave in the 1920s and put a new marker there. i never heard about a marker, but the story WAS that bill had gone thru the records his grandfather (and who bill was named for) which included descriptions and sketches, and gone out and found his grandmother's grave in the ealry 1900s. (if the story had a closer year, i don't remember it). but also, as a genealogist who likes proof vs hearsay, what i remember is just hearsay; it's not documentation.

i decided to see if i could find anything. randy said in the video they'd never been able to find anything, so i didn't thnk it was likely, but i LOVED tracking down storme delarverie, so this was another challenge. (plus, despite my body failing, genealogy research online is soothing and doesn't use any spoons at all. and my pattern recognition is ridiculously good)

i started by i looked for a family in 1850 that had a sarah a. thomas w/i 5 years of the age of 22 (which is on the sarah a thomas grave)

the best hit was in linn county, iowa. https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:MZ4N-97F

on the 1850 census of linn county taken in october 1850, sarah a thomas is 19, william is 30, and their first son john c is 1. sarah and william were born in ohio & their son was born in iowa. they are not in iowa on the 1860 census. & they have a marriage record! 18 yo sarah ann campbell (a maiden name!) married 28 yo william a. thomas on 15 Sep 1848 in linn county, iowa. https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:XJKR-RTL

(yes, the age is a year off between the two records. this was not uncommon at the time, ime)

i couldn't find sarah anywhere in 1860, but i found a w.a. thomas in sacramento, california, age 40, born ohio. a wife ursula, age 40, born ny. mary j, age 14, born ohio (not listed as a daughter, but the sons are listed as sons either. i haven't been able to find anything else about her.). john c, age 11, born iowa!! and lee d, age 9, also born iowa. https://www.familysearch.org/tree/person/sources/GLZF-1FK

then i found a marriage record for mrs w blakely and w.a. thomas in sacto county 15 Apr 1860. https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:XLDK-261

the thomases werne't in sacto in 1870, but i found william, ursula, and lee in smithville (now loomis) in placer county. william has a grocery and dry goods store and lee works in it. (william's age is off, but ursula's and lee's fit; john is not living with the family) https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:MN62-32N

i also found william on the 1866 great register of california, full name william alexander thomas. https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:VNNC-XQS

so next i headed to the california digital newspaper california, which has scans of a lot of old newspapers and looked him up. and i found both a brief obit in the auburn journal and a longer one in the placer argus. here's the placer argus one -- and it names his first wife as sarah ann campbell, which matches the linn co family in iowa! and it says his wife died on the way to california, but doesn't have a date or place beyond 1854 on the oregon trail

but still -- *a* 22 year old sarah a thomas dying on the oregon trail in 1854. yes, ABSOLUTELY there could be more than one, but i was getting excited anyway. and about 6 a.m., i found something else. it's in the press-tribune and dated 14 august 1962. so it's 108 years after sarah's death, but still, LOOK!

it says "mrs thomas died at south pass in the rockies en route to california on july 3, 1854" well, that date is off by 4 days after the date on the sarah a thomas gravestone. (this article also says william and sarah married in 1854 when they married in 1848). and it says "at south pass". sarah a thomas' grave isn't on the south pass section of the oregon trail -- but it's not far away, maybe 12 miles further east. according to https://www.geowyo.com/south-pass.html, the south pass section of the oregon trail starts at burnt ranch and goes west. here's a google map lined up as well as possible with the seminoe cutoff map from the video, and below it an inset section of the top map over google earth. for the 12 mile guess that was t rying to measure across my monitor. my hands are shaky, so it could be 10-14 miles

to me it seems unlikely that two 22 year old women named sarah a thomas died 4 days and 12ish miles apart, especially since i can't find any other thomas family in california that matches william with some john c (the fmaily in roseville DOES match william a who married sarah ann campbell and is on the marriage record and 1850 census; william's obit names her and says they married in linn county) but stilll... anyway, i emailed randy wise @ the museum andincluded the newspaper clippings and what i'd found on the sarah ann campbell and william alexander thomas family, and i hope it's helpful. i wish i knew more about bill thomas, but he died in 1940. i've reached out to the roseville historical society and the concord ditto to see if there are any known descendents. ANYway, that was my fun thing to do the past week except let my eyes and brain put pieces together <3 <3

[httpiastri]

i’ll keep this short because i feel like you might be getting tired of my really really long long asks and also because my heart still aches from yesterday so im not feeling v talkative so

- you made a type in pepe’s name and you made him pee and idk i found it funny okay 😭😭 and its ironic because as i was typing this i made the same typo too

- def trust your intuition!! i’m literally just a teenage girl but there’s been instances where trusting my gut feeling has lead me out and away from really danger or at least warned me enough about it so i could mentally prepare for it

- and i also agree that there doesn’t have to be many coincidences for it to mean something!! sometimes just one coincidence is enough because of the timing and nature of the way it even came about yk?

- i was kinda raised with the beliefs of two religions…? if that makes sense, of course. but even when one religion contrasted the idea of fate and destiny i think it’s something younger me could never shake off and no amount of lessons could ever change that belief in me, and idk but pepe’s season so far kinda made me religious again (this sounds so stupid i’m so sorry 😭😭) but like i do believe in fate and destiny but also in manifestation (which basically means we choose and create our path in life) but rn i’m believing in fate and that there is a reason why his luck (and i say luck and not season, because he is a very talented driver, and the only thing that has been messing him up is his luck) is so awful rn, and that he will shine on the top step of the podium again. he won in barcelona last year, and did the so so good in all barcelona testing’s this year, so even if monaco messes up his race again (which i pray does not happen), barcelona will take good care of her golden child, pepe.

- i realise ive rambled too much again 😕😕

- but yeah omg one of my biggest questions when i was child was why i was put on this world at this exact time and this location because like?? i was always a very emotional child but i was always grateful to be surrounded by so many lovely people, even when i was being bullied in school or whatever. but i also used to feel guilty because why me? when there are others in the world suffering, why did i get the better life, but i think that’s a bit too much for rn.

- also i think paul’s cockiness isn’t too surprising, i think in circumstances where he’s doing really well after two very important teams didn’t stick by him, it’s understandable that he would be acting that way but some of the things he says just makes me go a bit 😦😦 like the wonder kid comment and yesterday’s comment

- but yes i tried to keep it short but i really hope pepe gets his chance to do well again, and i hope its a win, because you mentioned patterns with maiden wins and yesterday my feed decided to just fill itself with pepe posts and i saw one from you from last year: https://www.tumblr.com/httpiastri/732051888669917184 and in the tags you said he had such a good start to the season but then got unlucky and i just looked back at last year’s race results and his dnfs at the end of season were so horrible too BUT he also did end up with 3 wins that season so maybe its like a sandwich pattern thing… where he did well at the start last year, got unlucky at the end of season, got unlucky again (minus his first race podium) and then becomes supremely lucky again at the middle to end of this season

idk im so tired and upset rn and another word i don’t know in english but i hope your week gets better as it goes by!! monaco is just this week so in a few days time, this won’t be the most recent pepe race that we remember, and hopefully by then his luck has changed so the most recent pepe week we remember is an amazing one (i hope that sentence made sense because my brain’s been lagging a bit recently) but yes, thank you for taking the time to reply to my v long asks, and i hope i haven’t been stressing you out with these asks because i really don’t want you to feel pressured to always type out a really long reply to mine— but anyway, have a lovely day ahead, and an even better tomorrow!!💗💗

p.s. thank you for writing about pepe snapping at you and giving you the silent treatment and accidentally making you cry because i imagined the exact same thing yesterday and now it’s in written form so i’m def not going crazy 😵‍💫😵‍💫 but i think id feel guilty if i cried and he had to comfort me because he’s been the one with the horrible luck these past few months?? not me?? but i think it could lead to some really sweet bonding where i give him one of my good luck charms which lead him to win or at least score a podium finish in his next race so

oops i rambled again im so sorry 😭😭😭

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?!?! i would NEVER get tired of your messages wth???????? theyre the highlights of my day honestly 😭 im so sorry for being late to answer sometimes but ive been so extremely tired these last few weeks…. i promise to get better 💔 but please never feel like you have to make a message short or like you can't send this or that!!!!!!!!

i looooved reading the pee part of this message because i was like "😭😭 r u gonna realize why i wrote that maybe…." 😭😭😭😭😭😭 and then seeing these messages made me laugh out loud aaaa

i have decided to trust my intuition more bcs of you !!! it will be interesting where it takes me even if it's abt smaller things :)

don't say it's stupid, i think it makes sense!!! personally i feel like life is a good mix of all of those and while i do think you can choose a lot of what happens to you, i guess i believe that not everything can be changed because some things are more fate-y. but i do believe that everything will work out in the end and even if things don't go how you intend them to (/what you manifest), you'll get the right results in the end as long as you have the right mindset & so on? if that makes sense?? im also a believer in karma so like if you do good things then good things will definitely happen to you. so i 100% agree abt pepe and the fate thing, it doesn't matter if he has a few tough races because he's a good driver and deserves to do well, so if he just keeps fighting and doesn't give up then he will be rewarded in the end 🥺 oh i will be so so so happy if he gets that home race win again, it would truly be the highlight of my year 😭 but i have a good feeling about monaco again !!!!

yesss i feel the exact same way, i feel so insanely lucky to have grown up in this country, in this family, with all of these opportunities and all of the good stuff around me.... i think that a lot of stuff i do today also are very deeply connected to things i felt in my childhood? in a way that i feel like i've had like revelations abt stuff????? like i went through a rlly hard time with my family when i was like 10 and i really didn't wanna go to practice, but the second i met my friends and started playing i was just like "aH this sport has the ability of erasing all of my issues?? sign me the f up" and so 12 years later, ive dedicated my whole life to it..... idk if you get what i mean but i have so many other examples but 😭 but yes i totally get the guilty feeling, esp when im not doing what i should be or like using the opportunities ive been given. the fact that im allowed to go to school, which btw is for free (!!!!), and yet i don't find the energy to study? when people all over the world would kill to learn how to read?? and so on

oh yes 100%, i love the cockiness tbh, it's well-deserved. just like i love pepe's attitude too 🥰

yes yes yes it definitely could be!!!! fingers crossed for a good middle of the season 🥺 also so silly that i wrote abt spa because i was like sooo torn in spa 😭 because obvs i love him (wasn't as obsessed as i am rn tho) but i was so shocked at how he didn't get any kind of penalty (or did i forget abt that?...)...... yes it was probs the team's fault but still 😵

you put it very well, this weekend will be amazing and definitely one to remember <3333 thank you for taking the time to send me these long asks love!!! you definitely have not been stressing me out, i love love reading them and i do not feel pressured. i hope you're having a lovely week s far and that it gets better and better for the weekend !!!!!💗

awwww darling im definitely not going crazy too...... i love his soft side but i also like him showing a bit of emotion yk?? and yes pls like "no don't say you're sorry, im sorry that i haven't supported you enough for a win" 🥺 good luck charms thoooo....... my heart is melting 😭

yet again, shuuuush i don't wanna hear u saying u rambled too much!! you didn't ramble enough, i want twice this much next time!!!!!!! (pls don't feel pressured to write if you don't want to shdjfkhd i just love hearing from you 🥺 no matter if its short or long)(though i prefer long 🥰)

[justsheerfilth1]

Tagged by the delightful @kermit-the-hag ( sorry for how long its taken me to do this)

Are you named after anyone? Yes, unfortunately. Kelly ( my first name) is my mums maiden name. However my mums family are abusers so I've been thinking of changing my name ( maybe to sylvia?)

When was the last time you cried? two weeks ago, in therapy

Do you play any sports/ have played any sports? I tried so many when i was younger, ( i desperately wanted to be good at them, the only one i was good at was gymnastics)

do you use sarcasm? totally.

What do you notice about people when you first meet them?

if they seem friendly. ( if its purely appearance, then probs eyes)

scary movies or happy endings? ok i know like everyone on here loves scary movies but i am a happy ending gal. i dont like being scared

any talents?

very few lol. i speak about 6 languages but not fluent other than english and scots

where were you born? Glasgow, my existence was the original willy wonka experience

what are your hobbies? what i lack in talent i make up for in hobbies. i like doing embroidery, baking, learning languages, drawing, watching sitcoms and films and hanging out w my dog

any pets? yah, the dog I just mentioned is called Crash and he is my sweet baby moron.

how tall are you? 5'3/160 cm

what are your fav school subjects?

ive been out of school for 11 years, but when I was in school my fav was drama (im a silly billy who liked to do fun voices)

what is your dream job?

ok so im in two minds about this cos i do not dream of labour ( i want to be hanging out w my pals eating pancakes)

but we do live in a capitalist society so the answer is stand up comedian/comedy writer

no pressure tags @aphrogeneias @silverrings-n-prettythings @backstagebabydoll @chopper-witch @raccoonboywrites @latenightsimping

@trader-jolene @stretchedoutonthegrass