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[hopetune]

🎲 KISSY?!?!?!?!?!?1!!2!?1

kiss roulette (accepting!) || a kiss while laughing

She doesn't mean to laugh as much as she does, stars forgive her, she knows how easily Lynette must fluster. But Robin can't help the mirth that bleeds into her voice when she sees the dollops of cream stuck all over her face. Seems the baking date she had proposed was not without its risks—but better the threat of rogue batter than something more Perilous, something more like the threats they've experienced before. No more Hearts or Hurt—let this be the biggest of their problems!

Robin sets down her mixing bowl, and cups her hand around Lynette's face. Gazing deep into her eyes, she finds something like a warmth spill outward from her chest. An outpouring of emotion that feels light and overwhelming at once, as though she had flung open the blinds after a long night of Darkness. There's something about caressing Lynette, such a quiet and precious soul, that makes Robin feel blessed. Rare is the opportunity for her to hold the Fontanian so close, and so she cherishes it like jewels. Gentle as the touch of feathers, her thumb wipes away most of the mess, save for the bit of cream that stuck by the corner of her lip. The songstress smiles.

"Oh, Miss Lynette…" Robin says softly, eyes glittering with all the fondness of two clasped hands, "you're very charming, did you know that? Let me clean the rest for you."

She laughs again—a bright, free sort of expression, with both wings aflutter—and plants a kiss on the corner of Lynette's mouth before the giggle has even faded from sound.

[lustlovehart]

Hi! It's me again, I was wondering after recalling some stuff about reader and Rollo how would the twst monster cast react to Reader, I don't know, them asking about the earring she's always wearing and her telling them is from her partner (house husband). I mean, I know they'd react hella jealous but in different ways.

I know is annoying buuuut I like to imagine a what if, instead of going all alone towards the missions, Crowley allowed Rollo to accompany her and meeting all this creatures and Rollo being the bad (hater) policeman and Reader the (extremely) good one.

I'm sorry for asking so much Rollo 😭😭 it's just that he's so silly!

I love your works sooo much! And also how you draw the M!cast, they're all so pretty!! Love love 🫶

Cw: Jealousy, Marking mentions, gaslighting, Obsession, Rollo torturing Epel at the end

Omg! What a coincidence getting this ask after just writing a jealousy prompt in my inbox 😭

I’ve made it pretty consistent that you’re always referencing Rollo some way in your daily life. So I love making characters hear his name once a week and twitch their eye(s) at his mention. But for the most part, they all do act jealous!

The Pouty/Angry jealous: Riddle, Ace, Ruggie, Floyd, Rook, Epel, Malleus, Sebek, Skully

Whenever you mention Rollo’s name, they’re quick to cross their arms, possibly even give you a stink eye. They’ll ask you what’s so great about this ‘work husband’, he did make you do this alone. If he really cared, he would’ve came with you right? He might’ve cared for you at the foundation, but now he just threw you to the dangers of the world. They would never do that to you… So stop talking about him already.

The Sad jealous: Deuce, Cater, Jack, Azul, Kalim, Rook, Idia, Malleus, Silver, Neige, Fellow, Skully

The moment they see the way your face lights up looking at that star pattern fabric in your hand, they feel something. For some of them, it’s guilt, they can’t give you what he can, so maybe… he’s the better option for you than they are (Deuce, Jack, Silver, Neige, Skully). For others, they’re sad at the feeling of envy in their heart. It’s really not fair… This Rollo, gets to see everything side of you, your happiest, your saddest, your angriest, even your dearest. They want to see it too… Won’t you let them?

The ‘I’m just gonna leave my mark on you too’: Trey, Leona, Floyd, Jade, Jamil, Vil, Rook, Malleus, Lilia, Neige, Chenya

So, he gives you that earring. You won’t take it off. Ok. Easy fix, they’ll do something much more obvious. Whether it’s wrapping you in themselves, drawing a symbol of their soul on you, adorning you in their clothes/feathers, or even simply using their mouths, they’ll be more seen. He hopes if when you return to him, Rollo sees this mark.

Why be jealous when murder is a capability: Malleus

I hope everyone noticed he’s in each section, and he does go through these in the exact same order. Essentially, Rollo’s house sees no mercy, nor does his garden, or himself when he steps foot outside. Lightning… everywhere. Rollo get’s a certain sense of who it’s from, and he has to be physically stopped by Crowley from leaving to find you.

LMAO I love the Good cop bad cop energy Rollo and Reader would have if they went out together. Rollo is essentially the overprotective third wheel who blocks any potential suitors from you.

Anytime you’re nice to them, it’s immediately cancelled out by Rollo doing something devious.

An example:

You: Letting Epel drink your blood for like 2 minutes.

Rollo: Stabs him through the heart with a stake, Throws garlic at him, touches him with a silver fork, leaves him in the sun, places crosses on him, and dumps holy water on him. But places a really worn down bandaid on it because you’d be upset at him. He dgaf abt Epel 💀

Bonus: Rollo and Reader Dynamic

Synopsis: Absolutely smitten with you, and everyone else hates it 💀

[daenysx]

Hi! I hope you're doing well. Idk if my request got lost honestly but is it okay if i re-send my request?

This is about modern!Aemond's family. You hc that Aelyx is a mommy's boy. How do you imagine Aelyx and Aemond bond? Is there a time where they get to spend with each other?

hi, lovely !! i'm sorry, it's probably my fault because i remember seeing your request during the sleepover but i didn't answer it and it all got messy in my inbox. thank you for taking the time to send it again, i hope you enjoy <33333

modern!aemond targaryen x fem!reader, fluff

aemond targaryen is quite literally addicted to buy new books.

he has a perfect excuse for it now, it's not only for me- the kids will enjoy it as well. you like that about your husband, even when he puts his books everywhere at home. he's not messy, never, but he likes being able to reach any book he wants any time. he says they are organized in their own way. you won't argue with him, he knows how to charm his way out.

tonight you're taking alyssa for her first official girls night. aunt helaena invited her with the biggest smile on her face, she said it'll be fun, jaehaera will be there after all. there'll be lots of snacks, lots of conversations, and maybe alyssa can sleep early but it's okay. she's almost seven years old now, she likes being included.

she says goodbye to aemond with a big kiss on his cheek. he returns the kiss with an even bigger one, and a good hug that lasts for a few long seconds. you also get a kiss from him, and give him a promise to send pics of alyssa and jaehaera playing together.

aelyx hugs you next. he's a bit more clingy these days, an adorable boy with chubby cheeks and aemond's eyes. you kiss him many many times, tell him to have a good time with daddy.

when you leave, the boys of the house are alone. aemond takes his son in his arms, carries him to the couch because he always gets a bit upset when he sees you leave. he holds aemond's sweater in his tiny hand as aemond settles down on the couch.

this is where the books come into the picture. aelyx adores books. he's like a mini aemond, at least that's what aegon says, he likes touching the pages and looking at the pictures. he likes when one of you reads a part out loud for him. he falls asleep quicker when aemond goes through his favorite sleep story.

it's almost his bed time. aemond got him his favorite book, it's full of pictures and short paragraphs for his daddy to read out loud.

"shall we look at the pictures first?" aemond asks as his baby settles down on his lap comfortably. he'll probably fall asleep in a few minutes but it's okay. aemond rubs his big hand on his son's back in circles.

"yes, please." the boy says. "this one."

his tiny finger points the picture of a princess, there's a knight standing next to her. this was alyssa's favorite picture once. aemond gets a sense of nostalgia.

"oh, yes." aemond says softly. "do you like the princess?"

"looks like mommy."

"she does look like mommy. what about the knight?"

"hmm." aelyx lifts his head and puts it back on aemond's chest. no lovely thoughts about the knight apparently.

"can i read this part?" aemond asks. "it's the one about the knight saving the princess."

"okay." aelyx agrees. his eyes are half open, silver hair messy from being snuggled to aemond.

daddy always uses his softest voice when he's reading. it doesn't matter which book he reads. there's one about quantum physics, another one about ethical theories, there's alyssa's favorite fairytale, and it's always the same tone of his voice.

you told aemond that the kids adore his voice once, he quickly fell in love with this thought. he reads out loud until his throat hurts and aelyx loves it. it's a story book now because of his bed time but he'd gladly listen to one of aemond's politics books if it meant to hear daddy's voice for minutes.

"so they ran until they could reach to the forest. the knight turned to look back when he heard a voice, someone was behind the trees-"

aemond stops when he hears a tiny snore. a nice breathing sound coming from his baby on his chest. he takes his phone and sends a quick selfie to you, letting you know aelyx is asleep.

he stays there for a few minutes. it's always a nice feeling to hold his son in his arms, he resembles aemond in many ways but he also doesn't. he looks like him, thinks like him, talks like him. aemond knows he'll be better, though. at least aelyx will have a dad who tries his best to be included in his kids' lives.

[zeravmeta]

hi! i know very little about arknights but the gacha game i DO play is gonna be doing a collab with them this year (limbus) and i feel like, knowing limbus like i do, i very much need to ask: who is priestess and what kind of narrative haunting insanity is she up to

-digging through inbox- im so sorry I starved you my child

OK SO, important point: This is a spoiler as fuck answer

Priestess is a character that's been hinted at from as far back as the concept trailers of Arknights, and hinted at throughout the entire game up to chapter 15 of the main story, which is currently newly released and properly introduces us to her in the present day. The only time we saw Priestess previously was in one backstory event Babel, and even then she is incredibly mysterious, all we knew at the time was this:

She was the one who created Originum

Now, in Arknights, Originum is the magic rocks that give you rock cancer and are at the center of pretty much the entire plot: Rhodes Island exists specifically to try and cure Oripathy, the disease Originum caused, and the Infected are at the backdrop and root of most if not all connected plot threads in the wider AK world.

The Babel event has another crazy lore reveal in conjunction with the existence of Priestess: Our player character Doctor, or Oracle as they were known, did not know that Originum would hurt Terra like this.

Now, there's a lot of backstory here as well, but the TL;DR is that there was once this hyper advanced space faring civilization that traveled the cosmos before being attacked and brought to the brink of extinction by 'something'. We don't really know what that 'something' is concretely just yet, but it led to many of their greatest trying to find a way to preserve their existence and immortality in a multitude of ways, and a lot of the main threats we fight across the various modes of Arknights ARE those methods that have been corrupted by either time, human error, or Originum.

Originum was one of these methods as well. It was the silver bullet, in fact. Originum was left on an ancient Terra and allowed to grow, and when Oracle, the last living individual of this species returned, they found that Terra had developed into the modern world of Arknights, and that Originum was hurting them.

It always came back to Originum, Oripathy, and Priestess. And we learn what Originum truly is before we even meet her, in Chapter 14: Originum is an assimilation device, a way to preserve souls, information, and consciousnesses even through death within an alternate universe called The Assimilated Universe.

Priestess' final endgoal was the assimilation of all life and the universe, leaving it an empty void filled with nothing but black rocks, all living things locked in what amounted to an empty dream.

We have multiple instances of characters basically doomsaying as much throughout, but Originum, and specifically Priestess, has a hand in pretty much most of the tragic events in the main story that follow Rhodes Island and Doctor. And she wasn't there physically until recently, but she was always watching.

PRTS is the AI of the Rhodes Island landship, the main base for the characters, and specifically was something we as a player would always see and were passively aware of at any point, given that it runs our auto farm comps and we see both the logo and name pretty much everywhere.

PRTS. Priestess.

She was always there. Always watching. Waiting. Waiting for the right moment to finish what she started.

[woodswallow]

Hallo! I loved your Ramm-fashion related posts and was wondering if you could share your thoughts on some of these outfits🥰 personally I like them or find them interesting:)

Hallo :)

This post was sitting in my inbox for some time, sorry for that! But now I finally come to answer it, I was looking forward to it the whole time :D

First off, thank you so much - so nice to hear you enjoyed the RammFashion-related posts! Now off to the Paul-pictures:

Honestly, this is probably my least favourite outfit from this ask. I'm not a big fan of these military-patterns - in my opinion it's just not cool or fashionable to wear these types of prints in times like these with wars and (military) violence everywhere. I thought differently in my late teens and early twens...but nowadays it just leaves a bad taste in my mouth. So, not a fan of this outfit, although I like the hat, jewellery and of course the fact, that he's layering his clothes again :)

This one is cool and somehow funny at the same time - when I first saw this picture, he reminded me of the Blues Brothers :D But you can never go wrong with all black. The sunglasses and the hat are stylish as hell and I also rally like that coat. Very classy, very cool!

This one's pretty small unfortunately, but I have seldomly seen him in this red-orange colour! The combo of red and black is a classic (his guitar-buddy knows best!), so I really like this longsleeve. I'm also a fan of how often Paul wears hats/beanies and scarfs, just like here. The black pants and the biker boots are very nice as well. All in all: A little surprising outfit, but nice :)

Here as well - nothing fancy, nothing flashy ...but damn, do I like this outfit :D Black hat/beanie (I think), white T-Shirt, big watch, black pants and brown boots. What's not to love about this. Same goes for the black tank top he wore during that Fly Rig interview. I just really like seeing his arms and neck a bit more :) Nice outfit, down to earth, love it!

I really like this picture, him hiking in the woods with that flowering heath. You can see that this is probably not a spontaneous hike, because he's wearing hiking shoes with that black rubber cap protecting the shoe tip from wear and tear. The blue socks are sweet, I'm also someone who likes to wear silly/flashy socks :D His clothes look less fashionable, more functional: The pants being tight around the ankles, the shoes, the socks. In fact I used this picture as an inspiration to my fanfiction "Dreadlocks und Vokuhila".

Yesss - classic rockstar, ladies and gentlemen :D The clothes, the pose, the attitude. All black, leather, heavy boots, silver jewellery. Again, can never go wrong with black, but this time it's the "rockstar"-edition :)

Now this outfit was a surprise. This is a picture from the "Zeit"-release party I think, where the whole band wore white suits. I think the suit sits quite nicely, especially around the shoulders. I think it's so nice that he combined it with this red neckerchief, it gives the outfit a colourful and also quite cheeky touch. Somehow, he looks so different here - I think it's because the white parts of his beard (right and left of his chin) are accentuated here. Quite formal outfit, but with a nice personal (Paul-) touch!

This outfit somehow gives me very cosy and private-Paul-vibes. I personally am not a big fan of this tartan pattern (which is why I didn't go for these looks while searching for my personal RammFashion-items), but he really seems to like it. I think he wore this pullover on several occasions and I think I've also seen another one. It fits him and I really like this particular picture.

One of my favourite Paul-versions! :) Comfortable, but also cool and stylish with leather jacket, beanie and (as I think) his signature-scarf :) Only the Red Bull is really not my taste :D

I'm pretty sure the next two pictures show the same pullover - I LOVE this look!! Again, layered clothes with a shirt underneath, beanie, heavy jewellery. I really was torn between this pullover and that one with the sandy-beige colour...I found a match of both of them on a secondhand clothes website and I decided for the sandy-beige coloured one...but I'm very tempted to buy the match for this one here as well because, again: It fits very nicely but loose, looks cosy and nice but not overly styled...love!

I think these pictures were taken by a fan who met him on Hiddensee - and his outfit indeed does give some holiday-relaxed-summer vibes. Nothing flashy, but white does look good on him :)

Thank you so much @bianca-mii for sending this ask in my direction, I had fun answering it!! :D

Thanks for reading!

[it-happened-one-fic]

Congrats on your milestone! I'll put in a request. I chose Twisted Wonderland, a courtly drama and a tome falling apart to reveal its yellowing pages.

Good luck on your writing and I'll see you at your next milestone!

Thank you so much for the congratulations! I was so excited to see your name pop up in my inbox! It’s always so lovely to see anything about you in my notifications and to read your comments. I ended up writing this fic while listening to “For the Love of a Princess” from the Braveheart OST and, fair warning, I played a bit with accents which might be one of the reasons this fic ended up quite so long. I hope you enjoy your tale!

600 Followers Event!

Underneath the Highland Moon - Silver

Type: Gender Neutral reader/ Fluff/ romance implied/ 600 follower event/ courtly drama & A tome whose binding is slowly unraveling as the cover attempts to fall away and reveal the yellowed pages beyond/ isekai

Word Count: 3419

I was barely able to react as the light flashed up brilliantly from all around. Blinding me as I dropped the weighty book from my hands in favor of shielding my eyes.

Distantly, I remembered Trein saying something about how books could be enchanted, and I almost cursed myself for being quite so foolish. To be fair, though, thus far all of the books I’d encountered in Twisted Wonderland had just been normal books.

But if the flash of light hadn’t been enough evidence of the less than average nature of this book, then the sinking feeling followed by utter darkness was.

And when I opened my eyes, I was no longer in NRC’s library.

Instead, I was lying in a plush, four-poster bed that had curtains hanging all around it. And was utterly covered in thick quilts with spiraling celtic patterns.

I blinked, immediately frowning as I sat up, sending rich fabrics everywhere with my motions as I heard a woman’s voice speak from beyond the curtains in a thick, undoubtedly Scottish accent, “Ma liege?”

I reached over, pulling back a curtain, only to find myself peering out at a young woman who was quite obviously dressed as a maid, with her plain dark dress and white apron decorated lightly with pale green embroidery in the corners. 

I stared at her, my eyes widening as she smiled sweetly back at me, “Ah, good. Yer up. Today is th‘day th’knight sent by th’royal family is coming.”

“The knight?” I faintly echoed her words as my eyes darted around the lavishly decorated but wholly unfamiliar room.

But, somehow, in some way, I knew exactly where I was.

This was my room. But it was also the room of the oldest child of a noble family connected to an ancient clan. And that person’s memories were wholly unfamiliar, but also bouncing around in the back of my head like a poorly buffered last-episode recap.

“Aye, ye know, th’wan th’royal family ha’ sent to keep ye safe? Come noo, ye must finish waking up so we can get ye ready! Ye’ll want to look yer best with yer history wi’ him after all!”

I was tugged out of the massive bed, stumbling to my feet as the maid pulled me along and sat me down, chattering away all the while as if all was as it should be, “ ‘At Duke is also coming today. I bet e’ll be right surprised to see a knight here to keep ye safe! It’ll probably ruin whatever schemes he’s cooking up in ‘at nasty old head of his.”

Slowly, the pieces began to fall into place as I dimly recalled more of Trein’s words from class: “For a period, there was an entire genre of enchanted books that were particularly popular simply because they allowed readers to live out and experience stories in real time. The book would pull you and perhaps a companion, if they were close enough, into the story itself and assign roles.”

I all but grimaced as memories came flooding back of the ancient-looking, painfully large tome of a book whose binding had been slowly unraveling when  I’d picked it up simply to snicker at its title while also wondering how such a book had ended up in a school library of all places.

‘Underneath the Highland Moon.’ It had doubtlessly been a romance of the particularly tropey variety.

It made sense for it to be at the school if it were a magical book, though. It was probably something that had been purchased for some form of test or experiment.

But now, through pure chance, or perhaps bad luck, I’d found myself transported into yet another world. But this time it was one within a book where I was apparently filling the role of a landed noble whom the royal family wanted to keep safe for inexplicable reasons that probably had some form of plot relevance.

And, if I had to make a guess, this knight was probably supposed to be my character’s love interest. A thought that had me grimacing.

But I had greater concerns to deal with beyond the appearance of a love interest. Namely, how I was going to get out of this book.

I hadn’t questioned Professor Trein about the specifics of the enchanted books, but if I recalled correctly, there was something to do with the plot of the story. Like it had to be completed, interrupted, or something along those lines.

“Ye just aren’t yerself this morning. Are ye feeling weel?” I blinked, snapping myself back into the moment as I glanced at the maid, who was eyeing me worriedly.

Now that I really looked at her, she might actually be the main character of this story. She certainly could fit the part with her sweet face, but with the amount of backstory that was flitting around in my mind and clogging my thoughts, the character I was subbing for had to be important.

Either way, though, I could tell the maid was genuinely worried, and if these character’s memories were anything to go by, we were close.

I shook my head, pasting on a reassuring smile, “I’m just distracted…. Why do you suppose the royal family has sent us a knight anyway? I would think they would want to keep all of their people closer than that…”

I trailed off, hoping to glean more information about the plot of the story I was in.

The maid smiled, almost sympathetically as she nodded, “Thought ‘at might be on yer mind.”

She sat down next to me, her hands taking one of mine into hers as she twisted to face me, “What with ye being the last member of yer clan and wan of the few nobles to hev come from a clan, Yer important to this country. I’ll bet that the royal family recognizes ‘at.”

I blinked at her words, that so perfectly matched my backstory information but also sounded disappointingly like the backstory of a main character.

Her gaze swiftly turned frigid though, and I felt myself tensing before she continued in a far colder tone than before, “But ‘at’s also why so many are after ye. For the power ye hold.”

She shook her head before straightening in a huff, “Lek ‘at Duke. But he won’t be able to do anything. No’ with ye having a knight of yer very own.”

Her tone was so final that I barely had any words. Especially not after the lengthy exposition she’d just given me about my entire situation in this book.

And I stayed silent for most of the rest of the time she bustled around, adjusting my clothes and cooing reassurances that all would be well now that the knight was coming and that I had absolutely nothing to worry about.

By the time I finally escaped what had felt like dressing room hell I was both up to date on my situation and exasperated with the plot of this book.

Evidently enough, I was supposed to be a shrinking violet who’d already been kidnapped once and held for ransom.

For reasons unknown, the royal family had, inexplicably, taken action and had been rescued before declaring that the situation was far-too risky to be left as it was and that they were going to send a knight to guard me.

Even as I went down the massive flight of stairs with my maid by my side she continued to coo over my apparent rescuer from that time, “I do hope this knight will be th’same wan who rescued ye. He was so... so…”

I smiled, cutting in before she could utter the word dreamy once more, “Yes, I also think it will be reassuring if it’s the same man.”

She giggled at my words, shaking her head and adjusting her plaid shawl in a manner that almost had me arching an eyebrow at her.

“Ye were quite taken wi’ him, weren’t ye? I dae no’ blame ye, o’ course. He did rescue ye after all,” She was all but beaming at me as I kept the same polite smile on my face.

Oh yes. This knight was definitely going to be the romantic lead of this plot. 

If I were lucky this wouldn’t end up with a love triangle situation. I wasn’t sure if I could handle that along with trying to figure out a way out of this book.

Especially considering my current run of getting out of worlds that I'd randomly been sent too.

Not that I could say that I regretted my time in Twisted Wonderland. I’d grown quite close to the people there. Like Silver, who’d been in the library with me when I’d been sent here.

Everything seemed to come screeching to a halt as I recalled the young man who’d fallen asleep after helping me carry books into the library. 

I’d been about to wake him to show him the book I’d found to see if he’d had any idea as to why such a book would be in the school library when I’d opened the tome and ended up here.

“Ma liege!” I blinked at my maid’s voice, briefly searching the room only to find that she’d moved on ahead of me to peer out the window.

Her eyes were bright as she pointed out the window, bouncing up and down on her toes in a way that had me frowning as I walked towards her.

“It’s him! It’s him! Th’knight who saved ye!” Her voice was pitched higher than it had been in excitement and I hummed. Leaning over to peer out the window and see who this love interest of mine was going to be only to go still. My eyes widening as I look at the knight who came riding up the rocky path on a magnificent, glossy black stead. A perfect opposite to his pale beauty.

I dashed to the side, my hands flying to the door handle as I yanked it open and I rushed out onto the porch right as he reigned the horse to stop.

I could hear my maid behind me shouting my name in surprise, but my eyes stayed on him as his gaze slowly lifted to meet mine.

“Silver,” I barely even whispered his name as I stared at him, neither of us moving as the wind blew. Causing leaves to dance through the air as it toyed with his hair.

And it really was a perfect scene from a historical romance and he dismounted and took only two steps towards me in utter silence before kneeling. One knee hitting the earth as he looked up at me, “I have come to guard and protect you, Y/n.”

I faltered before blinking myself to reality and nodding, “Please, get up. There’s no need for you to kneel like that.”

As I spoke I came off the porch, bending and taking his hands in mine before I straightened. Pulling him up with me and twisting to look back at my maid, “Could you prepare us something to drink?”

It was the first thing I could think of to ask her to do that would send her away and give me some time to confer with Silver.

If I was lucky he would know a way for us to get out of this book since the best I’d come up with so far was to finish the story, which would be difficult considering I had no idea what the plot might be.

Stories like this could get tangled up in their own drama so quickly that it was difficult to predict where this tale might lead us if we were going to have to follow it all the way to its end.

My maid curtseyed before zipping off into the house, and I could hear her giggling all the way. The sound of it making me sigh slightly as I turned to look back at Silver.

His horse was already being led off by a man whom I could only assume was a stablehand.

“Any idea what’s going on?” I questioned him, hopefully only to feel my hopes flag as he shook his head. Utterly calm despite the situation we were in.

“Only that we’re in an enchanted book,” He paused, tilting his head slightly, before he continued, “Do you know anything about the plot we’re in?”

I sighed, turning and heading back into my house, which I now noticed was quite large. In fact, it was probably better to say that I was living on an estate more than anything.

“My character is some sort of noble lady that your character apparently rescued by order of the royal family,” I started in a surprisingly weary tone, but it already felt like it had been a long day even though I’d only just woke up.

“Yes, you’d been kidnapped and were being held for ransom. My character saved yours and brought you back home,” Silver clarified, and I nodded. His story matched the backstory I had received upon waking almost perfectly.

I could only assume he’d also received a backstory for his character.

“And now the royal family has sent you to guard me because of something to do with my character being the ‘last member of my clan and one of the few nobles to have come from a clan.’” I quoted my maid directly as I slipped into what was the sitting room.

“You’re also distantly related to the royal family, which means a lot of people are after you for your position, power that comes from your family line, and relation to the royals,” Silver again clarified, but this time his words had me turning to look at him with a slight frown.

So my character was related to the royals? That was something I hadn’t realized, but it was also something that rang true with my character’s backstory that seemed to be continually updating itself in my head.

I sat down quietly and watched as he did the same across from me before I continued, “Just based on our current backstories and the title of this book, I suspect this is a dramatic romance. Probably of the variety that deals with court drama since I’m related to the royal family.”

Silver nodded, his gaze turning thoughtful as he blinked, his eyes growing steadily more hazy in a way that told me he was about to drift off.

“Do you know anything else about your character?” I questioned him again, my words snapping him back awake and causing him to nod as he focused.

“Yes, I volunteered to come and protect you on the basis of having already rescued you once,” I felt my eyebrows lift at his words and met his gaze directly.

“If this is a romance, then do you think you’re….” 

I trailed off, not quite able to finish only for him to finish for me with a nod of his head, “The love interest? If Father’s stories are anything to go by, then yes.”

I wrinkled my nose slightly and looked at him in confusion, “Your father reads romance novels?”

Silver shrugged slightly but remained silent, and mere moments later, my maid entered the space with tea.

Her gaze flickered between me and Silver, and she barely hid her smile as she bustled about, already beginning to question Silver as she looked towards him, “Do ye think ye’ll be able to-”

She was cut off by Silver darting across the room and tackling me to the side right as the window broke, causing my maid to shriek as I grabbed a hold of Silver in alarm and a startled sound squeaked out of me.

I stared in alarm over his shoulder as he slowly leaned back to glare out the window, but my eyes were on the arrow sticking out of the couch cushion where I’d just been sitting.

“Ma liege, are ye alright?!” I continued to stare wide-eyed at the arrow as my maid rushed to my side, grasping my arm before she leaned over before hugging me tightly. 

Instinctively, my arms curled around her, almost as if to reassure myself as I dragged my stare away from the arrow.

But in no way had I been prepared for such an attack. At the very least, I hadn’t been expecting for this book to be that sort of drama.

After another brief moment, Silver turned and yanked the arrow harshly out of the seat and frowned at it before his gaze lifted to meet mine.

Evidently, this story was going to be a little bit more action-packed than I’d initially expected.

Despite her genuine sweetness, it was honestly a relief when my maid finally left us once more after we all relocated to another room. This time one with no windows.

I glanced over at where Silver stood by the doorway with his arms crossed. Almost like he was ready to leap into action at a moment's notice.

And I couldn’t blame him; after all, I was still startled by what had just happened, though a numbness had now set in that kept me from panicking.

I started in a quiet voice, “The only two things I can figure out to get us out of this book are to either finish the story or to run its plot so off the rails that the book kicks us out.”

Silver nodded, his gaze shifting as he obviously considered my words and met my gaze, “Which option do you think is better?”

I shifted, leaning against the table in front of me as I frowned thoughtfully, “Finishing the plot could be risky if there are more action scenes like what just happened, plus we don’t know where the story is going….”

I trailed off, glancing his way and setting back in my chair as I started to nervously toy with my fingers, “Throwing the story of its rails might be a bit easier…. Especially if this is a romantic courtly drama.”

He nodded, “What do you want to do?”

I faltered slightly when he put the decision in my hands, but then I straightened. Steeling myself even as I made my decision, “If we shove our two characters into a relationship earlier than expected, then that will probably do.”

I stood, glancing at him and waiting for a sign of refusal, but he didn’t move. His expression was as stoic as ever, and I inhaled and called for my maid.

She came rushing in hurriedly, her face slightly flushed as she looked at me half-expectantly and half-worriedly. I couldn’t blame her, though; there had just been an attempt on my life.

My gaze flitted over to Silver as I balked, wondering exactly how he’d react but suspecting this would be the best and easiest way to derail the plot.

I squared my shoulders and looked back at my maid, “Please send out letters announcing my wedding to everyone of any importance.”

She stared at me like I’d lost my mind, looking around in an obviously lost fashion, as I did my very best not to look at Silver even as I felt myself warming from embarrassment.

“Yer wedding, ma liege?” She even sounded lost when she spoke, but I nodded firmly. Praying this would work and not land me in an even more awkward situation than filling the role of an utterly foreign character.

I couldn’t help but let my gaze flicker over to Silver in an apologetic fashion, and I could see in his eyes that he already knew where I was taking this as he straightened right as I spoke, “Yes. My wedding to Sir Silver.”

I’d barely even finished speaking before light flashed forth, utterly blinding me and blotting out the entire room before everything went black.

I opened my eyes hazily to find myself sprawled on the floor of the NRC library with a book on my lap.

Silver was sitting up from where he’d been at a table, his gaze resting weightily on me in a way that had me looking down at the book and away from him to avoid any further embarrassment.

And there it was, resting as innocently as could be on my lap, “Underneath the Highland Moon.”

And me and Silver hadn’t even made it to the moonlight hours before I was declaring our wedding.

I could only hope that I would make it through the rest of the day without dying from sheer embarrassment.

[terrence-silver]

Okie, okie last daydream before I bounce outta the inbox and it's a naughty one...

Silver has beloved ❤️ fucked every way, every place and while in the throes of passion, beloved just can't help but keep thanking him over and over, mindlessly while being pleased so well.

Thanks him for his touch, his attention, his last name, the ring, the children they'll have, the life he gave her, everything she can think of. All while he's working to give her one of many earth-shaking orgasms.

(Is he the type to make beloved beg outside the bedroom for things, or does Terry Silver's beloved get what she wants with asking just once?)

Beloved begs when he wants them to beg, inside the bedroom, outside of it and everywhere else, but you best believe that simultaneously beloved gets whatever they want, often without even asking because devotion is Terry's middle name. If they go ahead and actually ask? They get double. Heck, triple! Simply because Terry lives in the conviction he should go above and beyond just because he can. He knows exactly when to dominate beloved (which is always) and when to reward (which is...also always).

[writingquestionsanswered]

so I'm gonna return to a WIP soon but there's one portion that I'm unsure of. how do you write a musical scene with the characters singing? is there a format I should follow?

Describing a Singing Scene

There are a few things you need to remember when writing out a scene where characters are singing.

1 - You can't use copyrighted song lyrics in any amount. This is a really important one. If you imagined your characters singing your favorite Taylor Swift song, that's a no-go lyrics-wise. However, the narrator or character could say, "Jenny belted out the lyrics to Taylor Swift's Shake It Off. Most songs published after 1927 fall under copyright protection, but for songs in the public domain--like Happy Birthday--you can use the song lyrics.

2 - You don't want to overwhelm the reader with lyrics. Even if you use a public domain song or a song that you wrote, you don't want to stick in a huge block of lyrics no matter how you format it. Like all dialogue, it works best when interspersed with exposition and action. It's a great opportunity to describe things like what the singers are doing, thoughts and emotions of the singers/listeners, what the scenery/ambience is like, dance moves, etc.

There's some wiggle room in how you format the lyrics:

-- Jenny grabbed the microphone and sang, "It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas..."

-- Jenny grabbed the microphone and sang, "It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas..."

-- Jenny grabbed the microphone and the lights faded.

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas Everywhere you go Take a look at the five and ten, it's glistening once again With candy canes and silver lanes that glow

Her voice was low and honeyed, the lyrics pulled into a slow, romantic cadence. She swayed gently to the rhythm of the music, perched on a stool, soaking up the spotlight like sunshine.

----

Again, the key is not to just drop in a huge block of lyrics unless it really makes sense for the story.

I hope that helps!

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[idsfantasy]

Not to be a little freak in you inbox, but I have one complaint with the fnaf fandoms theory side and I’d like to point it out. Sorry for the paragraph.

One thing that’s always saddened me in the fnaf fandom is the narrative that William Afton is a good dad, when evidence points to the contrary. I think it genuinely takes back from a lot of theories!!!

Barring even the book lore which points to what kind of person Afton is, he never displays evidence that he’s not abusive. A lot of theories try to give him a “motive” as to why he behaves the way he does, and so automatically place CC’s death as first in the timeline when it just kinda doesn’t line up with everything else.

I mean, everyone places the Funtimes as representative of Aftons family, but they kinda don’t dwell on the fact that they’re more. Aftons own conception of his family? Maybe the reason why they slot in so cleanly with his family members is because they’re literally how the guy views his own family.

Funtime Foxy is obviously a stand-in for Michael, what with the Fox design and all. But Funtime Foxy also sneaks around and gets up to trouble when you’re not looking, freezing up when you catch him. I think that’s indicative of William knowing about Michael’s pranks on his younger brother.

Funtime Freddy is obviously a stand in for the crying child, and his behavior is a lot more concerning when you realize that’s how William views his son. I mean, Funtime Freddy is incredibly erratic and emotional, and needs to be calmed down by a hand puppet he carries around everywhere. Which is coincidentally a rabbit. You know, like his dad. Who put a walkie talkie in his teddy bear. I just don’t think that’s a very kind way of looking at your son!

Baby looks like Elizabeth but is a gigantic clown, and is the most dangerous design out of everyone in the lineup. I always thought it was strange that he’d place his darling daughter as a clown, but now I know it’s just mean.

Ballora has always been placed as Mrs. Afton, but no one’s really known what to do with her as she doesn’t seem to point to anything else. Maybe there’s something to be said about her always having her eyes closed and being transfixed on dancing, I don’t know. Also she has gigantic booba

Afton’s controlled shocks are. Weird. When you consider them from this angle. Like that’s really the only way you can think of keeping your animatronics in line? By potentially frying their oh so precious servos??? Whatever. I just think it’s kind of funny how the theory side of the fandom insists on Afton having started out as a normal guy when all evidence points to the contrary. It’s 3 am

Yeah. While The Silver Eyes does imply he was outwardly friendly pre-murders, that doesn't mean that he was actually a good guy. Those jealousy-worship journals had to come from somewhere

[llondonfog]

Hi!! Feel free to ignore, but I was just thinking about kid silver being adorable AND Halloween because of the upcoming event...and this thought was born—

(This is so long I'm sorry 😭😭)

So, Silver gets de-aged (bear with me here lol)—maybe due to a potions mishap or a spell gone wrong, it doesn't matter which. It's during Halloween week, so everyone's kinda frazzled due to everything being set up, etc. Lilia gets called to deal with it while Crewel tries to figure out a counter-potion/spell wears off because nobody can get in touch with Malleus, and therefore goes to Diasomnia's vice to help take care of Silver (not knowing that they're father & son).

Silver spots Lilia and yells "Papa!" while running to hug Lilia—while Lilia tries to cover up what Silver said. Regardless, he still picks Silver up and cuddles him—he's a silly old man who loves his kid, who can blame him?

Anyway, kid Silver hijinks ensue: running off with the animals on campus, taking naps surrounded by deer, birds, squirrels, etc., calling Malleus "big brother" and Lilia "papa" while around other Diasomnia students (they wouldn't say anything, because Malleus looks so endeared by the little human and Lilia glares and hisses *unknowingly* at any of them who DARE to interrupt their family).

Silver sees Sebek and looks back at Lilia. He's like, "Why did you make him so tall?? Papa, change him back, please!" *cue puppy eyes* he genuinely thinks Lilia pranked him. As much as Sebek says that he dislikes Silver's behavior, he's actually the one to take him everywhere. "You shouldn't miss so much school, Silver! I won't let you besmirch Waka-sama's good name!"

OK, but back to Halloween—Silver dresses up as a knight, or a prince. Maybe a unicorn??? DRAGON?? Any of them are cute tbh. Anyway, they end up going to each dorm to trick or treat (on Halloween night ofc) and Silver charms everyone, because he's Silver. Then, you have Lilia behind him just being the creepiest little demon fae you've ever had the misfortune to see...

As they're going to one of the dorms to get more candy, Silver sees another kid pouting at the lack of candy said dorm has, and their meager amount. Silver, despite having only a few more pieces himself, gives the kid most of his, and gives the other kid a hug. "There, there, you can have some of mine."

Honestly, you can do whatever you want with this, but I'd love to see this written out more coherently, if you want lol

I've been thinking about this for a while, and I NEED more kid Silver being cute and adorable and pure!! He deserves to be cuddled by his family and to eat candy :D

oh my goodness, this whole entire prompt was adorable and thank you for practically writing the premise into my inbox!! i'm not sure this is coherent.....or cuddly....but my mood with lilia has been in a pretty introspective place for sometime so i do hope you find something to enjoy :')

(and i did end up keeping that paragraph after so many of you seemed to like it akaldjll what do i know about anything)

for a fae as long-lived as he, the concept of time is an ephemeral thing. one does not count the years in a decade nor the decades in a century; a fae knows time by the erosion of a mountainside, by the loneliness of an abandoned settlement, or even by the chance meeting of a human wearing the face of another long since passed. 

silver fills his arms, helmet askew and heavy with satisfied slumber, and lilia feels the ache of every day that has gone by since he was last able to cradle his son so tenderly in his embrace. 

he may be the only fae that now minds his days by the sharpening of his son’s features, a change emerging far too quick and now, strangely, unwelcome.

beside him, serene, the heir apparent to the valley of thorns— looking most pleased himself in their resplendent costumes so artfully reminiscent of the admirable long, yet any dignified mysticism is rendered charmed by the plastic pumpkin bucket clutched in his crimson-tipped claws, brimming with brightly wrapped candy. the overflow is nearly double the amount given to the visiting children, even with silver eagerly dispensing his sugary treasures to any who asked, for no dorm had been able to resist his solemn request coupled with those adorably drowsy eyes and plastic sword when he had so politely asked for one piece more so that their prince might experience trick or treating for the first time. not wanting to be the dorm known for stiffing the fae heir on the most magic-blessed night of them all, both toddling knight and noble dragon walked away, tiny hand in careful claw, with a bounty piled high between them and matching smiles on their twin eager faces. 

lilia had been so torn over which to get a photo of first, cheeks aching from stifling his laughter; the vulnerable delight on malleus’ face as silver so kindly presented him with his share of candy, or sebek’s ill-disguised fussing as silver’s sword had slipped from its sheath to drag across the ground. 

what kindness to be able to share such precious memories with them once again.

what cruelty to remind him of what would disappear tomorrow morning, crewel’s antidote ready and waiting for them in the dorm. 

“...i can see why silver enjoyed such a night of festivity and why he spoke on those memories with you so fondly,” malleus’ reflective tone scatters his wandering thoughts, leaving him to pull his focus back to the present with no small amount of difficulty. “I wish i could have participated in the revelry, but i understand now why you might not have invited me, lilia. the presence of their prince would have dampened any carefree spirits, and i would not have wanted to spoil the fun.”

a wry smile tugs at his lips at malleus’ inaccurate assessment, crooked and out of place, and he can feel the prince’s gaze weighty upon him with surprise, brows furrowing and lips parting with the question on his tongue— 

there had been no such festivities, no happily shrieking village children for silver to scamper among, sharing in the night’s delights and trickery with all the innocence of youth. 

there had only been an old fool of a general, taking it upon himself to fumble through the recreation of a human spectacle, for no other reason than he could not bear the sight of the boy’s features even mildly unhappy. 

he might have wondered how far he could have fallen to find himself repeatedly affecting surprise as he opens the door time and time again to a giggling child, but he knows better now; he had always been steeped in a miserable, lonesome darkness, and to nurture the vulnerable child curled into his chest was to bask in an undeserving light. 

without consent, his arms tighten around the slumbering boy in his arms, and malleus is wise enough not to comment. 

“I do wonder if silver will be able to remember tonight’s events,” lilia comments lightly as they continue their walk to the dorm, seemingly apropos of nothing and unbothered by the watchful gaze of his young companion. 

and he wonders which is more selfish; to wish it so, to have his son’s head filled with such saccharine-sweet dreams of a proper halloween as only a sweet and darling boy like none other deserves— or to cling to the lonely truth of the past, in which a bruised and battered soldier finds a purpose too kind for his bloodied hands in protecting that high and clear laughter of his child, delighting over and over again in the simple fact of his father opening the door.

[hopetune]

♡ (do the power rangers fuse)(idk the lore like that but if they do then) go go power rangers give us the ultimate artist

FUSION HHHAHHH (no longer accepting!)

KABIN (LIKE A HOUSE) (BECAUSE THEY'RE AN ARCHITECT)

i will admit i spent less time thinking of a design and more tgime wanting to render grass and leaves and stuff. hence why this is a very drastic breakaway from the art of before. Erm. sorry. i just was in the mood to make a forest and this was the perfect prompt for it.

anyways, kabin!!! a deeply creative soul famous for their artwork! they are skilled in a variety of mediums, including but not limited to: drawing, architecture, music composition, and poetry. dabbles in philosophy on the side and gets into lots of debates because of it HJAAHAHAG. i'd imagine they also get very heated about defending arts and humanities, especially in the context of the university. speaking of which, they're a double major: in architecture and music. whew!

they prefer composing over singing, and have a taste for more traditional/classic sounding songs. they also get a lot of their inspiration from nature. they love to take walks through the forest and looking at the birds.

more notes:

kabin takes the best parts of robin and kaveh and mushes them into one perfect artist. so we must balance it out with crippling debt and an awful drinking habit. throw in some tragic family history too, just to really even out the scales! sorry kabin.

the feather in their hair is supposed to be a charmony dove's!

the halo is inspired by the design of the dome in the palace of alcazarzaray, but u can't rlly see it well. oops.

they're a very altruistic individual!!! very sensitive and caring. honestly kabin really just feels like taking either kaveh or robin and multiplying their characters by two.

[starrryshiftss]

Hello!! For the ask game

💌 . . .  true love’s kiss : what’s the kind of love that exists in your dr? romantic or otherwise. is it tender? unhinged? slow like honey or fast like teeth?

🐦‍⬛ . . .  maleficent’s raven : do you have a pet? a familiar? a pair of eyes in the dark?

🩰 . . .  the woodland waltz : what song always plays in the background of your dr, even if it’s just in your head? what’s your forest soundtrack?

HELLO ANON IM SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU IN MY INBOX!!!! ♡︎ true love's kiss: love exists!!! everywhere!!! i find love in the flowers that I planted in my dorm back in hogwarts and i find it in the friend I'll groupshift with! For love in the traditional sense: It's slow and tender in my hogwarts dr and sharp and evermoving in my bridgerton dr! It completly depends on the dr, some of my loves drip poison into my ear with every word and some loves give me flowers every saturday because i once joked that the last two times they gave me flowers were both a saturday ♡︎ maleficent's raven: funny enough, I have a raven in my hogwarts dr (ravenclaw... haha) I named him ''Soot'' because of his dark smudgy color, though I also lovingly call him.... Soots, Soo and Sootsie! He sits on my shoulder and pecks at people who reach out to touch me, but there's a couple exceptions ♡︎ the woodland waltz: ♡︎ Suzume - RADWIMPS ♡︎ Swarms of Song (Eng version) - Belle ♡︎ Senses - MICO ♡︎ Next To You - The Young Man ♡︎ Silver Venom - Brad Arthur (Only recently)

[your-local-uwu-artist]

mysterion design >:D

notes under the cut

-i'm imagining for this au everyone's middle school aged, so still like, kids, just a bit older

-ignore the fact that i fucked up the colors on all the text i SHOULD have had the colors shift between lines it helps legibility but i didn't fsr??? i'll figure that out in later art dw

-GOD THESE COLORS TOOK FOREVER the og colors are SUPER desaturated and also more on the pink side of purple but I prefer to use saturated colors and wanted to go more towards the blue side of purple (than the colors are closer to complimentary colors between mysterion and kenny)

-ended up going with a very soft look (rounded edges and ovals and softer lines) i was thinkng off of the batman inspo actually and thinking about that scene in the lego batman movie where the brick notes batmans design isn't very hero looking, i mean it is by western standards but like when i think of a good hero and symbol of justice and hope i think of twintaild magical girls with ultra frilly skirts and cute mascots and sparkles and stars everywhere but like.. i'm biased.... anyway I chose the softer lines to make him feel softer and instead relied any edgy vibes on the colors and body language rather than the shapes (i mean i still used triangles but yeah)

-I ended up not going with brown boots cause i didn't want to have to tie in another color, and i had the epic idea of the little question mark symbols on the soles of the shoes and the m logo on the ... toungue i think it's called?

-so I originally wasn't gonna show his hair but I thought it would help to balance the colors more as the white shorts felt too bright

-i didn't plan to post this or else i would've tried to better phrase all the writing lmao

-i went with rounded feet to make him feel like, floaty?

-one smaller challenge was keeping a short stature for kenny while still making him look like, menancing and powerful, another reason why i went with the graceful floaty feet, I also had the shorts flair out with that triangle shape like they do to emphasize and blend together the general shape of the body

-miiight have accidentally made him more androgynous~ my ass spent years studying and learning how to make characters appear masculine than said 'yeah no thankyou everyone is going to be at least a LITTLE bit pretty <3'

-ah look how nice and not over crowded the doodles are... yeah say goodbye to empty space cause Cartman/theCoon's completely lacks it. I like drawing fluffy animal ears and found the need to label all the drawings "furry" or "menance" so yeah

-i'm that one bitch that says fuck canon even canon doesn't give a shit bout canon so why should i? and never draws kenny with blue eyes, always either light brown or preferrable purple. mostly cause i feel blue + blonde is too basic and I find that the purple makes for a nicer contrast and overall pallete. Cause brown kinda just blends in, cause then his entire color scheme is all within the same hue range, but purple sticks out better + leaning into the magenta side of it looks great with orange

-petition for the southpark fan wiki to acknowledge how fuckign similar Mysterion and the mysterious mare do well are

-funfacts!! considered having the buckles be silver instead of gold (changed to balance with the blonde hair and tie back in the orange/yellow hues) considered having the inside of the cape be a lighter shade of purple either pulling in more pink or blue tinted shades, changed cause it made the overall color scheme to bright

-in case you were wondering 90% of my art has the same stupid level of thought put into it as posts i do add notes onto, I just figured most people don't want a ramble about shape launguage and colors on their silly blorbo fanart posts lmao. but if you find any of this interesting or heck if you ever have a ramble about your own art my inbox is always open~ i love getting to discuss drawing :D

[cloverachiever]

IT'S BEGINNING TO LOOK A LOT LIKE CHRISTMAS EVERYWHERE YOU GO TAKE A LOOK AT THE FIVE AND TEN ITS GLISTENING ONCE AGAIN WITH CANDY CANES AND SILVER LANES THAT GLOW ITS BEGINNING TO LOOK A LOT LIKE CHRISTMAS TOYS IN EVERY STORE BUT THE PRETTIEST SIGHT TO SEE IS THE HOLLY THAT WILL BE ON YOUR OWN FRONT DOOR A PAIR OF HOPALONG BOOTS AND PISTOL THAT SHOOTS IS THE WISH OF BARNEY AND BEN DOLLS THAT’LL TALK AND GO FOR A WALK IS THE HOPE OF JANICE AND JEN AND MOM AND DAD CAN HARDLY WAIT FOR SCHOOL TO START AGAIN IT'S BEGINNING TO LOOK A LOT LIKE CHRISTMAS EVERYWHERE YOU GO THERE'S A TREE IN THE GRAND HOTEL ONE IN THE PARK AS WELL ITS THE STURDY KIND THAT DOESN’T MIND THE SNOW IT'S BEGINNING TO LOOK A LOT LIKE CHRISTMAS SOON THE BELLS WILL START AND THE THING THAT’LL MAKE THEM RING IS THE CAROL THAT YOU SING RIGHT WITHIN YOUR HEART IT'S BEGINNING TO LOOK A LOT LIKE CHRISTMAS TOYS IN EVERY STORE BUT THE PRETTIEST SIGHT TO SEE IS THE HOLLY THAT WILL BE ON YOUR OWN FRONT DOOR SURE ITS CHRISTMAS ONCE MORE

Idk what I was expecting when checking my inbox today but it was not this

[dragonladies]

last chapter you mentioned val dressing in the crownlands style instead of the riverlands style. can you elaborate on that?

context because this ask has been sitting in my inbox for a couple months -- this ask was sent in regards to chapter 36:

in general, a lot of my asoiaf clothing headcanons are just. ideas that @15-lizards has posted about. so that's our jumping off point. go read their posts if you haven't yet, they're very fun

(i've tried to find sources for all of the images i've used, but most of them are from pinterest!)

in my mind, the silhouette of the gothic fitted gown/kirtle/cotehardie, or whatever other term you want to use, best fits the vibes of the riverlands. so like, close fitted bodice, big skirts, big flowy sleeves. they appear a lot in art from the 1300s to 1400s, so late medieval/early ren.

but i especially like big sleeves. dagged sleeves appear a lot in my outfit descriptions

moving away from strictly historical inspirations for a second, i've said before that my ideal asoiaf adaption is like. cheesy 80s dark fantasy. if they aren't running around looking like they're in a renfaire, i don't want it. closer inspirations for what im imagining include the costumes from lord of the rings, and other sort of medievalist fantasy stuff. kind of ironic, but alicent's costumes in season 2 are SOOO riverlands to me.

other inspirations include pre raphaelite painters. esp edmund leighton bc his work is like. formative to me idk.

also a lot of padme's costumes have that really flowy silhouette that i have in mind. also the prequel triology's costumes are just. so beautiful i could stare at pictures for hours and hours. but these are more vibe based, bc a lot of them are off the shoulder/halter necks and that wouldn't fly in westeros i don't think. mostly just her nightwear tbh

MEANWHILE for the crownlands, i picture stuff that is more structured and obviously ostentatious. not that the riverlands costumes aren't like fine and expensive -- there's plenty of opportunity for embroidery, beadwork, gems added, etc. but the crownlands are more obvious in how they're like. look at us we live at court we're rich.

in my mind its kind of a mix between high renaissance styles and regency styles, maybe with a little bit of tudor in there. i just love tudor bodices. i can mix periods i wrote a thesis about sumptuary laws so i know my shit. i'm allowed to.

think the borgias but also emma 2020. high waist lines, puffy sleeves. lots of decorations:

image sources!

Jost Haller's Tempelhof Altarpiece, 1445

Andrea Bonaiuti's The Way of Salvation fresco, 1365

i THINK this is from Roman de la Rose based on the little watermark at the bottom, a manuscript from 1340-1350, but the only digitized version I could find, from the Morgan Library, unfortunately does not have folio 5r up, only 4v and then 5v, so i can't verify :(

eowyn's coronation gown from return of the king. i sourced this pic from this tweet. this website has more pics of different angles/details

arwen's blue and silver gown that she wears throughout most of return of the king. from what i've seen fans call it the requiem gown, but im not entirely sure why? im not a huge fan of the overdress's sleeves but i loooove the neckline and the silhouette overall. i found this pic on pinterest

this is a more recent show, the decameron on netflix from i think last year, maybe 2023? it's on my watchlist bc a friend liked it. this costume came up for me a bit ago on pinterest and i immediately saved it as inspo bc. that's such a val dress

The Princess Bride (1987). again a lot of buttercup's costumes have that sort of non-descript, sort of medieval silhouette. schlocky medievalist fantasy vibes everywhere PLEASE!!!

Edmund Leighton's The Accolade, 1901

-- God Speed!, 1900

-- The Dedication, 1908

-- The Shadow, 1909

Padme's lake country gown from Attack of the Clones. this is my FAVEEEE padme costume EVERRR

Her like. meadow dress? mostly i just love the hair. Also from AOC

She wears this nightgown at some point in AOC but i can't remember which scene

HER WEDDING DRESSSSS i wish there were more angles i love this dress so much

Padme wears this in a deleted scene in Revenge of the Sith I THINK. she has the hood up in most screenshots

A nightgown she wears in ROS during the attack on the Jedi temple. LOVEEE the sleeves.

The Borgias. Pretty sure this is from season 1 episode 2? Maybe 3?

The Borgias, season 1 episode 6

Season 1 episode 1? I think? I'm pretty sure it's a screencap from when Lucrezia meets Giulia Farnese for the first time, which is almost definitely in the first episode.

Emma (2020). I'm pretty sure most of the costumes were recreations of actual extant garments. This one is at the V&A.

Emma (2020). i really like Mrs. Elton's costumes in this movie. they're so fun

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-9 out of 10 moms (the last mom died.) :(

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Well everypony, the wait is over. After what has presumably been an agonizing wait for youse guys, the first edition of The Jeremy Gazette is finally being released into the world. Myriad dark forces tried to stop us but we powered through. It can never be said that we don’t care about our fans. 

Since we started Family Annihilator in the fall of 2022, I (Josie) have been looking for a way to engage with our fans (it feels SICK to use that word earnestly; it’s more like a group of our friends) that is more intimate and versatile than Instagram. 

I’ve had the idea of a newsletter for a while but decided to finally actually do it after learning about correspondence art and Ray Johnson. I thought about using Substack but it’s an ugly interface and I couldn’t figure out if it was customizable. The same went for Patreon. I still landed on the idea of an email newsletter, but instead of ugly old Substack or Patreon, I’m going to host the newsletter archives on Tumblr. It’s folksy, it’s customizable, it’s highly relevant to the kind of freaks who enjoy our music, and it’s available at familyannihilatorneverdies.tumblr.com. 

At one point we were tossing around the idea of a zine. That will still hopefully happen, but that sort of thing takes significantly more work than a stupid email newsletter and we kind of had to forgo that idea in order to work on the album.

Speaking of the album…

We are done with it! 

It took over two years. I’m sure everyone receiving this newsletter has been told by us at some point or another that the album was “coming soon” but this time WE MEAN IT. Do we have a release date? No. Do we have a title? Yes. Will we reveal the title yet? No. Just guess. Anyone who can guess the title will, um…. Hm….. well, I guess you can join the band. 

As far as more newsletter meta-commentary, I ask that you bear with us while we find our footing. I’ve never had a captive audience for my writing before and I am now abuzz with power. We will probably try all sorts of things here and perhaps none of it will stick. Perhaps I’ll get sick of the newsletter after this first edition and abandon it altogether. Perhaps I’ll abandon everything altogether and join a homoerotic whale hunting expedition with a brusque but friendly Polynesian man. I guess only time will tell.

For now, we thought it would be kyoot for all of us to list our 5 favorite songs from February. I love this kind of shit. I think it’s so fun. I follow so many playlists on Spotify that are compilations of songs and albums my favorite artists have posted on their stories or whatever. Some smaller artists will neglect to clean up their personal Spotify accounts that are linked to their artist pages and leave up personal playlists. Addison Rae has some crazy ones.

Josie

Can’t Get It Out - Brand New

Cameo Lover - Kimbra

Say! - Lilito

Death of an Executioner - Pierce the Veil

Vices - Brand New

Magnolia

PRIDE. - Kendrick Lamar

All the Stars - Kendrick Lamar and SZA

Lazuli - Beach House

Silver Lining - Rilo Kiley

FLY - Spectrum

Shad

This Sentence Will Ruin/Save Your Life - Born Ruffians

Healers of Dead Praise - Gillian Carter

The Fox - Sleater-Kinney 

Hexagram - Deftones

Wish - Nine Inch Nails

Stephen

Not Over You - Gavin DeGraw

Cheatercheaterbestfriendeater - nevershoutnever. 

Her Diamonds - Rob Thomas

Picture - Kid Rock and Sheryl Crow

Fix You - Coldplay

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That’s all we’ve got for this edition of the Jeremy Gazette. Thank you everyone for tuning in. If for whatever reason there is a topic you desperately want to hear our opinions/advice/etc. on, please let us know. Perhaps we will start a Jeremy Personals section for our single Jeremy readers to get together and make Jeremitos. You know what they always say: you can never have enough Family Annihilator fans under one roof. 

Tune in next time (or the time after that) for an enchanting tale of social engineering and mini baby dill pickles. 

Thank you… and goodnight.