#zakariyae

[if-mirrormine]

PLEASE write the drabbles with Kennedy and Alex’s reactions to the news of MC returning there is interest!!!!! I am so interested!!!!!!

ok jeez ill do it

[mioritic]

Fruit trees: etrog, pomegranate, mulberry, fig.

Zakarīyā Ibn Muḥammad al-Qazwīnī (1203–1283?), The Wonders of Creation (published Wasit, Iraq, 1280)

Library of Congress

[digitalfountains]

Femme Dusoir by Zakariya Ismail

[the-puffinry]

from 'Al-Qazwini (d. 1283), Marvels of things created and miraculous aspects of things existing.

Representations of birds in this text are in a style similar to traditional Greek drawings of animals.

Manuscript P 2, f. 185

[planetsandmagic]

Colorwheel but make it my ocs!

[jeccoart]

CHAPTER EIGHT LETS FUCKING GO the game under the readmore

[robotslenderman]

Eavesdrop!

"... weirdest fucking human last night."

"Yeah?"

"So I'm just working, right, but I'm a bit hungry and haven't hunted yet so I go down the street, right, and there's this group of people coming out of this karaoke club. This one human's fiddling with her bag and lets the others go ahead so I'm like, okay, great, I have lunch now. But you know, it's always risky to approach the ones that present as female because -- "

"Yeah, I know, if you breathe on the other side of the road they'll know about it. I usually go for men for the same reason, they think they're safe. In most places anyway, ever tried hunting in the East End in the '60s? Even the men were super jumpy because they were always shanking each other."

"Dude, weren't you Embraced in 1974?"

"Yeah, but my sire told me stories. I was one of those jumpy humans. You could barely set foot outside your door after dark without getting mugged. I wore a turban back then though, so I didn't get bothered much, only by the idiots who didn't know what a kirpan was."

"Anyway. So she sees me approaching, right, and she's on her guard and I'm like, don't worry dude, I'm just a hungry vampire."

"Sullivan. The fuck?"

"It's this thing Evie started doing to fuck with the kine, just to see what they say. She only ever does it around me so I can sigh loudly and Dominate them into forgetting about it afterwards but uh, I also started doing it sometimes just for the lols."

"For the what?"

"Evie says that too, it means for one's own amusement. Can't you actually use a smartphone? How do you not know what that means? You've never been on social media?"

"Weren't you lecturing me about 'spiritual self harm' last week?"

"Shut the fuck up. So anyway, she plays along. A lot of them do. Asks to see my fangs. I show her. Asks me what fucking clan I am."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, she's played fucking Bloodlines. Matthew Dawkins has a lot to answer for, no wonder he's on that fucking Red List."

"Isn't that the alter ego of -- "

"Yeah, that guy. No wonder nobody's been able to bump him off yet. You try telling a Methuselah he can't just fucking violate the Masquerade like that by making a literal fucking game out of it."

"He didn't make it, he just -- "

"No, no, he did, Matthew Dawkins is just his latest cover."

"Oh! Right, I forgot. Feels like it only came out and made the Camarilla shit themselves like... six months ago."

"Bram Stoker, eat your fucking heart out. Anyway the human's pretty excited about how good my 'Lasombra cosplay' is because I'm all in black and the shadows are spooky and shit so I'm like, thinking, right. I'm behind my monthly quota and you know what Amicia's like when I don't hit it."

"So is this, like, the monthly-monthly quota or the monthly quota where she sneakily tries to bump it up, you call her out on her shit, and she brings it back down and doesn't give a fuck you didn't actually hit it so long as you hit the normal one?"

"Oh, it's the former."

"Oh, so you must be in a lot of trouble, then."

"Yeah, so like, I'm still hungry but I've got this human eating out of the palm of my hand and I still need some blood bags. She's not as jumpy now that she knows I'm a cosplaying weirdo instead of a sexual predator weirdo, but I still gotta lure her into the van."

"Yeah, I noticed the graffiti -- "

"Yeah, that wasn't Evie this time, I woke up and it was there. So anyway I decide fuck it, may as well go the whole nine yards, so I'm like 'hey can I steal your blood.'"

"How'd she take that?"

"She corrected me and said it's not stealing if I have her consent. So I'm like, okay, so do I have your consent to steal your blood? And she's like. No. that's not -- actually never mind, how are you going to take it? And I'm like well I have this whole set up in this van here. And she's like the one with 'free candy' written on the side? and I'm like. yeah. the one with 'free candy' written on the side. the kids these days think they're so funny."

"How many times has Evie -- "

"Eighteen, but nine of them were actually hallucinations because she was too lazy to get some more spraypaint so I don't think it counts. But like I said it wasn't Evie this time. So anyway, that graffiti ended up saving my ass here because I'm sure she'd have run screaming if it was a normal creepy van but because someone 'lampshaded the creepiness,' as she said, she hung around instead. I showed her my setup. She was like 'cool, sure, go ahead.'"

"She wasn't worried you'd chloroform her after?"

"Pretty sure she was going along with this for the lols. She seemed to think I was harmless. Or at least, she gave off the impression she did. To be honest it might've been a fawn response, but yeah, I had her in the van hooked up and giving blood. She tried to tell me off for not sanitising her arm but I just Dominated her into thinking I'd done it so no harm done. So yeah, got the blood, Dominated her into forgetting it and sent her on her way. Wish they were all as cooperative as that! I'd be way fucking less traumatised."

A snort. "Did you at least give her a cookie? The humans do that."

"She asked if I had any. I said no, I only have chewable iron tablets."

"You give the humans iron tablets when you're done?"

"No, but Jane has a stock for when I'm out in rural bumfuck nowhere and need to feed off her exclusively for a while. Anyway. Now there's a weirdass human who's got a bottle of chewable iron tablets in her bag and she has no idea how it got there. I think Evie would be proud."

"So you do give out free candy, huh?"

"Nah, she paid for it in blood."

"Yeah, that's... yeah that's true. Damn, and I thought I was being so witty."

"Har har har. Fucking smartarse Ravnos."

[b-lessings]

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[arc-archernar]

WAHAHAHAHAHAHA :3

(Me btw)

HII ZAKARIYA!!! ur right, thats so you

[jalabharmooton]

who: @zakariyamallisters summary: after the burning of the trident, lord jalabhar mooton seeks the assistance of lord zakariya mallister in acquiring ships for maidenpool. he does not wish to pay the mallister price for them. he aims to convince zakariya to join the river market in this meeting.

The scrolls he received that morning were promising. Three separate scrolls. One with hounds. Another with cooking pots. And the final bore a horse shoe in the center. It was starting as he promised it would start. They would be accidents. Hounds would suddenly turn on a master and bite out his throat. A cook would fall off their stool and be burned by they stew they prepared. And stables were often kicked to death due to carelessness. Even the most trustworthy of stable boys could startle a loyal mare and the shoed hoof crack their chest. Accidents. So many accidents happening. He would expect more of these letters, these drawings to be fed to the fire. One less problem for him to concern himself with, for now.

"Lord Mallister." The lord of Maidenpool walked over to the Lord of Seagard. There was something else that needed to be done. Yes, it would benefit the realm while also benefiting himself. He needed those ships. And he was prepared to do whatever it took to get them at a reasonable and fair price. Could House Mooton afford to pay the Mallister price? Of course they could. Did they want to pay the Mallister price?

No. No he did not. Jalabhar Mooton prided himself on his ability to get what he wanted and this would be no different.

[orsonhewitt]

" i can't believe my eyes. " orson pushed through the crowd of business men in their sharp looking suits and disgusting looking whiskey glasses. a friday evening in an expensive cocktail lounge always looked the same ! except, of course, this time it had a very interesting figure in it. " i thought you had to have a spine to get in here. " ( &. @zkareem )

[mioritic]

Zakarīyā Ibn Muḥammad al-Qazwīnī (1203–1283?)

Page from The Wonders of Creation (published Wasit, Iraq, 1280)

Library of Congress

[digitalfountains]

Femme Dusoir by Zakariya Ismail

[sri-rachaa]

Heheheheheh we now have BOTH of seraph boys :3

[tiriusrowan]

| @zakariyamallisters | | setting :: the riverwalk, riverlands tower | | the coronation | | summary :: walking back after arlo's khitan |

"There are so many blondes here I've decided to not acknowledge anymore unless they wear a crown. They got us in the Red Keep. And I can hear the sounds of my ancestors screaming in my ears as I walk down those halls. My mother heard this was the next stop and refused to come. Refused to allow the children to come. My wife has stayed to save the children from mother and Tahir has insisted on coming here because he wants to melee and such. Said he wants to make a Valyrian bleed. I would be concerned but I've been so proud of him, you see. Ser Tahir Rowan. Lovely."

Drunk. In his celebrating at the little khitan he found himself recounting stories of his boys and drinking with some of the men. And drinking to keep himself tightlipped in the presence of the Targaryen King. They fought against him and while those old feelings were long gone, he found a distaste for the Valyrians. Mistrustful, distasteful breed of people. Twisted, ugly things.

"My wife will leave me when these conflicts are over. And perhaps it will be after we return should we conclude this Lys issue is a nonfactor for the Reach." They had no issue with them. Pride kept his wife there. None would accuse her of being a spy and none would accuse of running. But when it was over. It was over. "Divorce. Tahir is so angry he called her a whore. Also why he's here. Needs a firmer hand. You can only smack the shit out of someone so many times before their face becomes leather. Trust me. Feel my cheek." He paused in his steps. "Oh, it doesn't smell like shit over here. Anyway, go on. Say it. Say you were right. Asshole."

[jeccoart]

well now what. under the readmore to find out