#Cináed

[feralkiing]

Wanted to make a little page with all of my ocs on it ! I love all of these little bastards <333

[eulaliasims]

Round 5, Seax 3 / 7

Norweni: Well, Enna, with the children growing up and your own birthday coming before long, I suppose you'll be leaving us soon.

Enna: Yes. Once Glam and I are both of age this summer, we want to marry straight away.

Norweni: I'm glad you like Veridia enough to stay.

Enna: It's nice here. And I've made some good friends.

Norweni: Here. Diseta and I wanted to give you this.

Enna: Oooh, that's a lot of coins...

Norweni: Consider it a bonus for your excellent service. To help you start out the next part of your life.

Enna: Thank you, Ms. Norweni!

Maddan comes by to drink a cup of mead with Norweni, and the topic turns to Veridia itself.

Maddan: You know, Veridia could be a much larger town than it is. You have an easily defensible position, good soil, fishing, the quarry and mine. You should try to recruit more residents; people would come.

Norweni: And why should I do that?

Maddan: Wealth.

Norweni: We have your people now. Seems like plenty.

Maddan: But there’s so much space to grow. You aren’t using the land to its full potential.

Norweni: There are old, old ruins in the woods. People say they’re cursed. They don’t like to touch them.

Maddan: Surely you don’t believe that.

Norweni: I think I might. I've met strange creatures who live in these woods.

Maddan: These creatures didn't happen to have antlers, green eyes, and an appetite for curses, did they?

Norweni: So you've met our local fae. I'm surprised Arturo showed himself to you; he is… reticent.

Maddan: He didn't like me trying to talk to Helenet.

Norweni: That explains it. He's protective of her. Of her husband too. But you see, I have no idea what lives in there beyond Arturo, and I'm not inclined to send in settlers to find out.

Norweni: Maddan, the other night...

Maddan: Let me guess: it was a mistake.

Norweni: Well... yes.

Maddan: I feel people only say that when they believe they're supposed to regret something.

Maybe he's right, but regardless, it can't happen again.

girl...

Norweni is attempting to instill a sense of discipline in her younger children though lessons in physical activity. Senovara is easily distracted, though.

Senovara also prefers weaving to running around outside, which is very funny to me considering her mothers. (Fial must've taught her. If Norweni ever knew how to weave, she has deliberately forgotten.)

Enna likes to look at all the pretty fabrics at the market and daydream while she's waiting for Glamaer. She'll need a nicer dress for their wedding soon, after all.

[dull-horns]

Started a PMD nuzlocke in explorers of sky and I'm already attached to the team I made oh god

[mythcaels-a]

"WOULD YOU..." PROMPTS | @killedarlings asked: would you hand me that? ( to Cináed, from Claudius! )

𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄  𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐒  𝐓𝐎  𝐒𝐄𝐄  𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓  Claudius  wants  him  to  hand  over  to  him.  A  tool.  That  can  only  mean  two  things,  something  was  broken  somewhere  in  this  building  or  the  other  was  attempting  to  create  something.  It  could  easily  be  either  of  the  two  choices  but  Cináed  is  willing  to  bet  that  it  is  the  latter  because  he's  normally  the  one  that  fixes  things  when  they're  broken  around  here  (  except  for  himself  but  that's  a  different  kind  of  broken  ).  Hand  reaches  out  and  fingers  curl  around  the  tool,  blank  gaze  meeting  the  mad  scientists  own  as  he  holds  the  tool  out  indifferently. 

❝  What  sort  of  monster  are  you  making  ?  ❞  Claudius  was  welcome  to  correct  him  if  he  was  wrong  in  assuming  but,  he  was  still  so  sure  that  such  a  thing  was  unlikely  and  that  he  was  right  in  his  assumption.  Fingers  ever  so  slightly  tighten  around  the  tool  as  he  waits  for  another  hand  to  reach  out  and  grab  it. ❝  Hopefully  not  one  you'll  have  me  testing  to  see  if  it's  blast  proof  .  .  .  Again.  ❞

[faithschaoschronicles]

Fire and Ice||Ridoc Gamyln x GN!Reader

Summary — Ridoc and Y/n love to tease Xaden and Violet while ignoring their own feelings until Xaden calls them both out.

Reader is a fire wielder and their dragons name is Cináed and he’s a green dagger tail.

Word count — 954

No Spoilers in this!!

The flight field buzzed with the usual post-training chaos. Dragons stretched out on the scorched ground, riders sparred, and the low hum of casual banter filled the air. Ridoc sat perched on the edge of a rock , juggling a chunk of ice between his hands like he had all the time in the world.

“You know,” he drawled, tilting his head toward Xaden and Violet, “if I didn’t know any better, I’d swear the two of you are this close to announcing your engagement.” He held up his fingers a hair’s width apart.

Violet’s head snapped up from where she was adjusting her riding straps, her eyes narrowing. “What are you talking about, Ridoc?”

“Oh, come on,” Ridoc replied, his grin widening. “The constant bickering, the broody stares, the way you always stand just close enough that if someone accidentally pushed you, you’d fall into his arms—it’s like watching the opening act of a bad romance novel.”

Y/N, standing beside him, stifled a laugh. Ridoc was relentless, but he wasn’t wrong. “He’s got a point. The dramatic tension alone is exhausting to witness.”

Violet’s mouth opened, but Xaden cut her off, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Oh, right, because you and Ridoc are the picture of self-awareness. Good to know you’ve got such a handle on relationships.”

Ridoc’s smirk didn’t falter, though his stomach twisted at the dig. “Touche, Riorson, but I don’t recall this being about me. Maybe I should keep track of your bickering for research purposes —Riorson and Sorrengail: A Study in sexual tension and bickering Violet turned fully to face him, her arms crossed. “We do not bicker!”

Ridoc raised his eyebrows, leaning slightly toward Y/N. “You hear this, too? Are we both hallucinating the daily arguments? Is it something in the water?”

Y/N snorted, shaking their head. “No hallucinations. I distinctly remember Violet calling Xaden a ‘condescending tyrant’ this morning. Very poetic, by the way.”

Xaden scowled, crossing his arms. “I wasn’t being condescending. I was being logical, which is a foreign concept to some people.”

“Oh, please,” Violet shot back, her face flushing. “You just hate when anyone disagrees with you. Admit it.”

“Me? Disagree? You’re the one who—”

Ridoc groaned loudly, cutting Xaden off. “Gods above, stop flirting in front of us! It’s unbearable.”

Xaden’s dark gaze swung to him. “You’ve got a lot of nerve, Gamlyn. Considering…” He trailed off, his tone going from sharp to smug in an instant.

Ridoc froze, the sarcastic comeback dying on his lips. “…Considering what?”

Xaden leaned casually against the railing, his smirk more lethal than usual. “Considering that you and Y/N are just as bad, if not worse. At least Violet and I aren’t in denial about our feelings.”

Y/N blinked, heat creeping up their neck. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

Violet, clearly enjoying this turn of events, chimed in with a laugh. “Oh, I love this. Please continue, Xaden.”

Xaden didn’t need further prompting. “It means that every time you’re around each other, it’s like watching a storm trying to figure out if it’s going to snow or catch fire. And it’s loud—mentally speaking.” He tapped his temple. “The constant internal monologues are deafening.”

Ridoc coughed, the air around him cooling significantly. “I don’t know what you think you’re hearing, but I’m pretty sure you’ve hit your head one too many times, Riorson.”

“Really?” Xaden’s smirk grew sharper. “Because I distinctly remember hearing you mentally workshop a terrible pun ‘no wonder y/n is a fire wielder they are so hot’’ this morning.”

Y/N whipped around, their faces burning hotter than their flames. “You what?”

Ridoc opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Great. Just fantastic. Thank you, Riorson. Appreciate you airing my internal cringe for everyone to hear.

Xaden wasn’t done. “And Y/N? You’re not much better. ‘Why does his stupid smirk have to be so distracting?’ ‘Why does he have to look so good when he’s being annoying?’ Shall I go on?”

Ridoc tried to laugh it off, though his heart was pounding. “Wow, Xaden, ever think about a comedy career? Killing it with this routine.”

Y/N crossed their arms, glaring at Ridoc. “Is he right? Did you think that?”

Ridoc faltered, his usual sarcasm nowhere to be found. “Okay, look. Maybe Xaden’s not entirely wrong, but—”

“But what?” Y/N pressed, stepping closer.

Ridoc sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. He felt the air grow warmer as Y/N’s body heat flared faintly. “But you don’t get it, Y/N. You’re… you. Smart, sharp, stubborn as hell. And me? I’m just the class clown. I didn’t think I even had a chance.”

Y/N’s heart skipped at the admission. For all of Ridoc’s jokes and teasing, there was something achingly sincere in his voice. “Ridoc, you idiot,” they said softly. “I’ve been trying to hide it, too.”

Ridoc blinked, a slow grin spreading across his face. “Wait. Are you saying…?”

Y/N rolled their eyes, stepping even closer until their warmth clashed with his chill. “Yes, Ice Boy. I like you. Are you going to do something about it, or should I?”

Ridoc’s grin turned playful, though his eyes were softer than usual. “I’d hate to step on your dramatic moment, Firefly, but…” He reached out, frost curling lightly over his fingertips.

Y/N grabbed his hand, the warmth melting the ice instantly. The spark that passed between them was undeniable.

Ridoc’s dragon Aetrom sighed heavily. “Finally. I was starting to think they’d combust from sheer tension.”

Y/N’s dragon Cináed rumbled in agreement. “Humans are so slow when it comes to their feelings”

Aetrom lets out a huff “painfully slow.”

[drawsmaddy]

[ID: A digital drawing of Cináed, a baby satyr, and Galadriel, a fawn wildfire druid. Galadriel is smiling while holding up Cináed like Rafiki holds up Simba in The Lion King. Cináed looks nonplussed. End description.]

A kofi doodle for @kctheowllady!

[superior-head-archivist]

I’m struggling to explain to Cináed that “which came first, the chicken or the egg” is not as hard a riddle he thinks it is. I mean, you’d think knowing everything is credible enough, but I had to sit here and explain in the most basic terms how evolution works by spontaneous gene mutations. At one point, something that was just barely not a chicken laid an egg, and out the egg came something that was a chicken.

I imagine you’d need to be smart to work in an Archive. Cináed proves me more wrong every day.

— E. Honeysett, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, Washington, D.C.

[whoaitsme]

Some invincible OCs while I slowly get over my sickness

upper left is Famine (Ayesha Dunkin)

Upper right is death (Bailey D. Renyolds)

Bottom left is war (Cináed Carter Beckett)

Bottom right is Pestilence (Mali Adulyadej)

Alot of these drawings are from before I was sick but I finished Famine recently so might as well post

Plus my invincible war OC, Autisincible

I ❤️ my inconsistent art style 🤩

[booksofstars]

Shadowsight?

senko is the youngest child of shadevale mayor tan tenko and thundering hills hero demi cináed. from a young age, he was haunted by the ghost of a man who claimed to be a prophet. it was his summoning ceremony that allowed ash fitzgerald to return, taking over the body of thundering hills mayor, benjamin “bramble” mcgregor. alongside his childhood friends brielle “bris” reed and rory partrige, the three attempt to banish the demon back to the place of no stars. when he takes vice mayor sorcha “squirrel” mcgregor with him, however, the three venture with their allies to kill the evil spirit once and for all. after bris dies saving him, her soul permanently destroyed through ash’s curse on the place of no stars once-regular lake, senko is forced to come to terms with the deaths of two of the most important forces in his life and the end of the evil thats plagued him. its only with encouragement from “spire” and jack, men who saved him as a child, that he returns to the living world and settles into a normal life. he later becomes fionas (frostpaws) therapist, and goes on to become like a big brother to her. he enjoys his career as a child psychologist, and has weekly tea with the lights in the mist and their close associates.

[scotianostra]

13th February 862 Kenneth MacAlpin who united the Picts and Scots in one kingdom, died at Forteviot. His reign is given in the Pictish Chronicle as twenty eight years.

Kenneth, the son of Alpin went by a few names, Cináed mac Ailpín, Kenneth Mac Alpin, and Kenneth the Hardy, many regard him as the first King of Scotland.

Battling against Norse (Viking) raids, he brought some unification between the Gaels and the Picts to found a united kingdom of Alba or Scotia. The Picts had been weakened by incursions from the Vikings and Irish tribes who under Fergus Mor had settled in the area of Argyll. The term Scots came from the Latin Scotti which was Latin for Irish.

Kenneth was Dalriada son of King Alpin II of Dalriada and succeeded his father to the crown of Dalriada in 839 but he also had a claim to be King of the Picts through his mother, he was however not the only claimant to the Pictish throne.

The Picts agreed to a meeting with Mac Alpin at Scone, attended by all claimants to the Pictish Crown, Now this story is a bit far fetched but it is a story none the less of what is said to have happened at that meeting, it has since been referred to as Mac Alpin’s treason.

The leading Pict Claimant, Drust X and his nobles were all killed by the Scots: allegedly (and improbably) by having their booby-trapped benches collapsed so Kenneth’s rivals plunged into pits in the floor and impaled themselves on spikes set there for the purpose.

Suddenly there was only one claimant for the Pictish Crown, and Kenneth was crowned King of the Picts and the Scots in 843. He was the first King of the House of Alpin, the dynasty named after his father. Kenneth made his capital at Forteviot, a small village 5 miles south west of today’s Perth. He also moved the religious focus of his kingdom from Iona, where he was said to have been born, to Dunkeld, and had St Columba’s remains moved there in 849, perhaps for safe keeping from the continuing Vikings raids.

Kenneth MacAlpin was succeeded by Donald MacAlpin/ Domnall mac Ailpín his brother.

Don’t pay much attention to the pic,s they are mainly from the 17th century, truthfully we have know way of knowing what he looked like.

[eulaliasims]

Round 5, Seax 5 / 7

Sun: Hey!!!

Enna: And that is the power of an eldest sister. You must experience it at least once to use it wisely.

Sun: Pfffft.

The whole household (minus the pets) heads out at dusk to visit the spring festival. I was right, the bonfire looks loads better at night.

While the grown-ups dance and drink, the twins entertain themselves with fishslapping.

Diseta: Norweni, tell our child that I'm a blacksmith, not a silversmith.

Norweni: She's not a silversmith, Sun.

Sun: All I said was it would be neat if you could make us, like, bracelets and stuff.

Speaking of jewelry...

Sun: Mum, could I have a beaded necklace like yours?

Norweni: Mm. Yes, if you show me you're responsible enough. I'm not gonna throw a strand of expensive beads at a thirteen-year-old like Wulfric.

Sun: And how do I do that?

Norweni: Oh, that's the fun part. It's up to you to figure out how to demonstrate that.

Sun: Hmmm....

I don't think this is what your mother was talking about.

Diseta: Sun, be nice to your little brother.

Sun: I was just—

Diseta: Not gonna tell you twice.

Sun is here ostensibly to help Diseta with sales. In reality it's to feed her Popularity sim need to meet new people.

Sun: You don't like horses? Who doesn't like horses?!

Maddan: People who've been kicked by them too many times.

That's absurd. Sun doesn't trust anyone who doesn't like horses.

[forget-meabh-not]

if you're still open for name ideas, please could I get some fire themed names? ^_^

Aédán

Origin: Irish / Scottish 

Meaning: Little Fire 

Pronunciation: AY-den 

Cináed

Origin: Irish, Scottish 

Meaning: Born from fire 

Hestia

Origin: Greek ( Mythos )

Meaning: Hearth, Fireside 

Pronunciation: HEHS-TEEA

Iñaki

Origin: Basque

Meaning: Fire

Pronunciation: ee-NyA-kee

Koray 

Origin: Turkish

Meaning: Ember moon 

Pronunciation: core-ai

Nausikaa 

Origin: Greek 

Meaning: Burner of ships 

Pronunciation: naw-SIK-ee-uh

Soile

Origin: Finnish

Meaning: Glimmer, Blaze

Pronunciation: SOI-leh

Asahi

Origin: Japanese 

Meaning: Morning Sun  

Pronunciation: A-SA-KHEE

[maddstermind]

Hey there, howdy, hello! Welcome to my writeblr that I am going to try real hard to be active on!

I'm Madd, they/them, and while I might not post it all here, I am a very active writer hoping for publication in the near future! I'm hoping to become part of the community, so feel free to tag me in things/shoot me asks/anything of the sort!! I'd love more writer friends :>

(Also, this is a sideblog! My main is warriorblood1, so if you get random follows/likes from that account, that's me!)

Want to know more details? Keep reading!

What do you write? I write all kinds of things! I have ideas in honestly too many genres and whatnot at this point, and I hope to someday write them all!

Right now, however, I have two main focuses: spooky short stories, and a novel series! (Though I do have a couple other novel things.)

Tell me about the short stories. My short stories tend to be 3k to 5k on average, and most wind up being horror or horror-adjacent. I tend to describe them as being "Twilight Zone-esque," but most would fit as being called gothic horror.

I have previously published some short stories, but my full legal name is on them so I hesitate to link them here. Regardless, I hope to publish a collection sometime soon!

Tell me about the novel series. Auberon Academy is a four-novel series told through a rotating POV of four main characters. It is a fantasy setting (though a bit more modern fantasy; more or less 1950s tech-wise), but the plot is more of a mystery/thriller.

I'm querying the first novel and have the first draft of the second one finished, and am now starting to draft the third book! You can learn more about the first book, Manifestations and the Missing, here in this funny slideshow I made. Update: Here's a slideshow for book two, To Know and Be Known!

What do you do besides writing? Not much. Just kidding.

I'm bad at video games, but I love to play them. A favorite hobby of mine is tabletop role-playing games, my favorites being Call of Cthulhu, Blackbirds, Dungeons & Dragons, and Vampire: The Masquerade! I also love to draw, and several of my story ideas are actually comics!

But lets be honest. Torturing my characters (canonically or otherwise) is my favorite thing to do. What kind of writer would I be if I said anything different?

How do you tag things?

General writing: #madd writing

Prompts: #prompt response

Tag games: #tag game

Ask games: #ask game

Asks: #questions

Resources: #holding

Short story work: #short story

Novel work: #novel work

Auberon Academy-specifc: #boberon

Soulbearer-specific: #sogbog

DIIE-specific: #DIIE

Cináed-specific: #dragondad

My art: #madd doodles

Other writeblr-related things: #writeblr stuff

Also, this post has the list of character tags for Auberon!

I'll also try to tag anything that feels like it should warrant a trigger warning!

Anything else to note? I'm very nervous about posting my work to Tumblr (fear of theft really gets to you), but I'm trying to overcome it. That being said, you might not see too terribly much of it here - if you're really interested, please reach out to me! I'd most likely be happy to share more on a more private level.

Also, I have ADHD! I tend to hyperfixate on my own work (which is a nightmare but also useful), but if you're ever confused by something. That's probably why.

Thanks for being here, y'all!

[dull-horns]

Played more of the run yesterday 😎

Chiharu almost one shot Cináed with mud shot before recruiting her, and I recruited Chime in Drenched Bluff and Monday joined as a reward <3

[vixywitch]

So i randomly remembered that my custom steam url is "Born of Fire" from back when i played around with the name Cináed (who knew that the kid unhappy with its name would go on to be trans) but see the problem with Cináed is that it means "Born of Fire" so my screen name back then was "born of fire born of fire" and what's worse is that my last name can also mean born of fire.

I am so fucking glad that my eventual name will intsead be "Tree Celticgod" and not the "moon moon" ass shit that my teen ass tried pulling

[halleyuhm]

WIP INTRO: NaNo project

"Your eyes look like tiny Moons: you are missing your pupils, and although the irises are still there, they are... iridescent. Which sounds pretty, but it makes you look dead. This was a misfire, uh?"

GENRE: Fantasy

AUDIENCE: Young adult / New adult

STATUS: Drafting

COMPS: Cottage core Over the Garden Wall meets The Owl House but the main character is blind. And there is some Full Metal Alchemist looming around.

TROPES: Found family, long lost twin, magical creatures, whimsical scenery, red herrings, elemental powers, the power of love, grief, self-worth, learning to accept one-self...

AESTHETIC: Light pouring through the leaves, walking barefoot, the chirping of birds, the tinkling of stars, the smell of incense and candles, ink and books, whispered spells, butterflies stuck in spiderwebs, refraction in water and glass, flowers blooming on ashes, breath in, nature is telling its secrets.

PLAYLIST(in progress): whimsical nature vibes, witch seances, soft yet powerful female voices...

TAGS: #wip: june, #ghost gala (for a WTW event I joined).

SYNOPSIS:

After losing her sight due to a failed spell, Juniper almost gives up her dream of winning the Witch Trials and becoming a Sun Sage. However, there might be a solution: she could find the Wildfire Hollyhock, a powerful flower said to cure any kind of ailment and that may be able to bring her sight back. Accompanied by her friend Cináed, her not-so-friend Amaya, and her little fae familiar, she departs the Dawn Grove and ventures into a dangerous journey.

However, when she finds a wounded boy in the woods and learns she's not the only one searching for the Hollyhock, June discovers there may be higher stakes at value: new friends, new foes, and a sudden quest to defeat the darkness lurking in the forest. June might be the key to defeating the curses roaming free, and stopping the night from sinking the Dawn Grove into the shadows. That, if she can learn to control her powers, of course.

CHARACTERS:

Juniper: the blinded witch. Her failed spell sets off the plot, and messes with the balance of the world. For her, healing her eyes is more important than fixing what she broke.

Amaya: the healer with no powers. Living in a world where everyone can reach out to the magic energy, she feels pretty out of place, but she would never admit it.

Cináed: the fiery shapeshifter. Found as a baby in the forest, during the worst Wildfire ever seen, and taken in the Coven for protection. His sense of belonging is a little crooked.

Athame: the vampiric guide. A mysterious individual that, as a payment for being healed, offers to guide the group through the cursed lands. Hides many secrets and knows more than what it seems.

Grian: the fae familiar. They are a support for June during her trip, a light, a beacon. Happy to be here, but has some underlying insecurities.

Elowen: the long lost twin. Communicates with June through dreams, but has an agenda of her own. Probably a ghost.

DISCLAIMER:

I'm a plantser and anything could change at any given moment. Let's hope not, but if it happens, I will update this~