#shay replies

[leavesandbounds]

woke up from a dream where i was talking about jerma seeing a deer suffering from cwd and not recognizing the symptoms (very serious) and then checked my inbox and ud sent me a link and been like oh is this what youre talking about? ;3 (very silly) and when i clicked the link it took me to a neocities page that was a big silly face like lol i cant believe you clicked the link lol jerma crush idiot lol i was so mad i clicked the link that i woke up LOL

LMAOOO I fucking got you dude, dream me is an asshole (silly)

[shaydh]

I am not sure if you play the Rogue Trader game itself, but after seeing your art/stuff you reblogged and I have been playing it for awhile. Its great game so thanks for that

It IS great and people should play it, I’ve played it 1.8 times and am waiting for Lex Imperialis to play it again. I’m gonna fuck the cop.

[habibisagi]

tagged by rottiens + a-ikuoliver !! <3

if you see this post YOU ARE TAGGED and you must let me know ;*

[catadioptrics]

🧿?

Send 🧿 for my muse to determine your muse's Hidden Power type!

“Something tells me that you're the kind of person that's usually described as an acquired taste. You're set in your ways and not worried about letting others know exactly what you're thinking, some people may think that's intimidating but the right ones will appreciate your honesty and self-assuredness!”

“With that in mind, your Hidden Power type is probably, hmm… Yeah, I think it's Rock. The tough cookie type.”

[thatcrazycrowgirl]

My esteemed Shay and Arno mutual!!!

Just read your post and I must ask you for a lovely fic of our beloved Irish lad Shay with his lady love Constance. I haven't read any of them since your OC is recent. I would love to read a one-shot from them and with your writing I'm 💯 sure it will be a beautiful work.

Thank you so much!!! Sending you good vibes, a hug and a truckload of coffee to fuel the muses! 🫂

Hello, hello, my mysterious mutual! Thank you so much for dropping this in my inbox, and for giving me a chance to write and share something for Shay and Constance! ^_^ (Seeing this message made me realize that while I've been working on their story behind-the-scenes, I've never actually posted any writings for them. lol) The vibes, hug, and enormous amount of coffee is also appreciated; thank you! I hope you enjoy this little fic! <3

A/N: Given that it's been so darn hot here lately, and after seeing something about oyster shells being used as 1700s Christmas decor, I just HAD to set this in the wintertime! Also, this takes place at a point in my AU where Shay is starting to develop a crush on Constance, and they're finally starting to get along properly. (Also, also, "Craven's Crossing" is the name of Constance's farm.)

December, 1756 The Beach at Craven's Crossing

"Have you found enough shells yet?" Shay called out to Constance, his teeth chattering as the wind off of the water was starting to pick up, chilling the air even more.

Winter had come - the time to decorate for the upcoming Christmas season - and with that, came for searching for oyster shells on a snow-dusted beach for Constance's wreaths.

Shay agreed to help as a favor to Colonel Monro, whom Shay recently learned had a special affinity for the young woman - though whether the affection was one of one friend towards another or a suitor seeking a bride, he wasn't sure.

The current hunt soon came to a halt when Constance called to Shay to come look at the nearly open oyster she found, which contained a familiar bauble inside - a newly-formed pearl.

"What are you going to do with it?" Shay asked, his curiosity now peaked and the cold forgotten.

She tilted her head, considering, before an idea lit up in her green-gray eyes. "Well, you've been such a help to me today..." she grinned as she held the pearl out to him, "...so, for you; for Christmastide."

"So, I'm your servant now?" Shay chuckled; "besides, it's too early for that."

His laughter soon died down and once more, there was a few silent moments of reflection, before Constance humbly asked, "how about a peace offering, then?"

Shay nodded - but when felt Constance's fingertips press into his gloved palm, he again remembered Monro...and as Shay returned her soft smile, he hoped, to his own surprise, that any feelings the Colonel had for her was nothing more than friendly.

[thusaliar]

✧ ˚ · . @ervaurem cont.

As P watched Romeo's expression shift from groggy to shock and surprise, many emotions washed over him, all at once Fear, because maybe he wasn't supposed to say it out loud - perhaps he wasn't meant to love, or maybe the feeling in his chest wasn't what he thought it was. Even though he was certain that's how love felt, he was still afraid it would be dismissed. Sadness, because what if Romeo really doesn't feel that way? Surely, they have done things suggesting love, but without the feeling spoken out loud, did it count? It did for P, but perhaps he was wrong. Everything about feelings was still relatively new to him. Regret, because he wasn't human, and wasn't him. He would never be either of those things, but did it really exclude him from loving somebody? Desire, because now more than ever before, with his feelings out in the open, he wanted Romeo. He wanted the King to love him back. Please.

The time between his confession and Romeo speaking felt like hours, and P was getting ready to jump out of bed and leave the room immediately after. If the other didn't love him back, what else was left for him than shame and retreat? P wasn't sure he would be able to face him if the other didn't feel it back. The thought alone made his mechanical heart ache - something he felt for the first time in his life. Never before did the fear reach his heart. It pounded so loud and hard, as if it was just about to escape from his chest.

Closing his eyes for a split second, P went back to all the timelines they shared together. Even the very first time he had entered the Opera House, he could sense some kind of connection. Back then, he assumed it was just the feeling of having an actual enemy - they were destined to meet and fight, it was their fate. The feeling accompanied him timeline after timeline when they weren't enemies any more. It grew stronger, deeper, and evolved. P remembers the first time he held Romeo's hand, the first time they fought alongside him, and each time he had to break him; it seemed that no matter what, they always had to end up crossing their blades in the end.

Could this timeline be any different? P really wanted it to be. Right from the start when he brought Romeo back, right when their lips met for the first time - ever since that moment he felt the connection bind them stronger and closer together, eventually leading to an unbreakable bond. Maybe they didn't know it at the time, but with their Ergos bonding, their connection was set, fates intertwined. P thought about the moment back in the Opera House when he first got to truly feel Romeo's Ergo. It made him shiver lightly, his own Ergo responding to the memory alone...

Suddenly, his thoughts were interrupted by Romeo's words. P opened his eyes and looked into the other's eyes. He was unable to keep a flat expression any more, and seeing the tear rolling down Romeo's cheek was the last straw for the mask to break. It was replaced by an expression that was never before present on P's face. So honest and so pure, so completely new. His heart was racing in his heart, pounding so hard and loud, the sound difficult to ignore in the silence of their room. Together with it, his Ergo pulsed, matching the rhythm of the Ergo intertwined with it. They were bound together, ever since that day at the Opera House, when they first felt each other down to their very souls.

The puppet smiled brightly; the most human smile he was capable of, a smile that truly reached his eyes. Moving his hand from Romeo's shoulder, he cupped his cheeks in both of his hands. Unable to resist the happiness, he pressed their foreheads together and chuckled softly.

"I love you." he repeated, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of Romeo's lips, just to pull back again. "I love you." he repeated again, the purest of laughs following as he left one kiss after another all over Romeo's face - they were short and gentle. Acting almost instinctively, P moved from his place and carefully slid on top of the much taller puppet, straddling his waist. With his hands still on Romeo's cheek, he looked into his eyes, stopping the kisses just for a moment. His thumb moved lightly across the other's cheek, wiping the lone tear away.

P stared at him, eyes showing the purest feeling - an expression that appeared on his face for the first time, the newfound feeling clear to read in his blue eyes. And for the first time since he cried over Romeo's body, his eyes teared up, tears threatening to spill. Everything he had heard on the records, no matter what language those words were sung in, now made sense. Oh, let the records play forever.

"I love you." P repeated once more and leaned in, pressing his lips against Romeo's.

[house-of-hamartia]

Hi, nemo ! how you doin ? Hope you doin' great ! Anywho, I've been wondering, since Shay and Dottie do...that...I've been wondering if they have any kids, since If I'm correct, I saw your post about them with their eldest child ? (forgive me if I'm wrong), I wonder how their child would look like, Shay and Dottie has me in a chokehold (tighter than Epic : the musical), and I love those two forever and ever until the grave, Thank you for coming to my TedTalk, have a great day.

-cheese-

Hi, Nonnie <3

thanks for passing by and for your kind words, it makes me so happy to know that you love Shay and Dora so much!! 😭😭😭

As for your question, you are indeed correct!

Shay and Dora are rather often preoccupied with, ahem, engage in amorous marital congress, so OF COURSE, they would end up having a whole brood of kids!! 🥰

Annnnd, I took the liberty to draw a small artwork that I posted here, with a small description of each of the children!

I hope it will answer your question <3

--Nemo

[lvmimis]

tbf I also want $1mil

right

but like yk.... et tu

[restwellsoon]

my beloved cinnamoroll coded rest

Thank u Shay :')

[starswallowingsea]

Shu Itsuki project leaks

[enchantedlandcoffee]

🦊

[habibisagi]

this is so ominous

o in ominous stands for….

[nosensedit]

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[nemo-of-house-hamartia]

Have some more Ciarán Hinds propaganda, now starring Young Ciarán: https://kennethbrangh.tumblr.com/post/652893403911208960/ciar%C3%A1n-hinds-as-achilles-in-troilus-and-cressida

HOLY GUACAMOLE.

LIKE.

@margridarnauds I WAS ALREADY CONVINCED, BUT DEAR GODS, THIS SEAL THE DEAL 1000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000%

Good Gods above, my freaking jaw hit the desk, because the ATTITUDE, THE OVERALL VIBES.

They are *EXACTLY* what I needed for Shay in my VtM!AU.

PERFECTION. JUST.

PERFECTION.

Completely convincend, sold on all counts.

[bearlytolerant]

Shay is so gorgeous, I am obsessed!!

Thank you!!! I agree (and so does spite and Lucanis). But we are biased 🤣

Thank you for this!! 🥹

[nemo-in-wonderland]

My thoughts on Shay:

It's down to House Greyjoy and House Mormont for me. With House Greyjoy, you have the connection to the ocean, which suits Shay's life as a captain. That being said, I don't think he would agree with House Greyjoy's "We do not sow" motto. The man's entire reason for leaving the Assassins, regardless of how pragmatic he could be under the Templars, was because he was increasingly horrified of the actions they'd take to get an edge over the Templars, I can't see him as a reaver -- he's a privateer, but someone else has to be in charge for him to justify it, there has to be some broader goal as opposed to pure slaughter for the sake of personal gain.

I think he has the brusqueness of a Northerner, and the Wildlings are Fantasy Celts anyway, so I think he might have a bit of Wildling blood, from when one of his ancestors controversially married a Wildling. Since Shay isn't wildly aristocratic in canon, I think he might be from one of the vassal houses, with Mormont being my best guess ("Here we stand" is, imo, more Shay than the Greyjoy motto.) He might have done something to get him exiled from the North, similar to Jorah's situation in-canon, which led to him seeking refuge from House Lannister (and, possibly, Dottie in particular). It wouldn't have been as horrific as what Jorah did, but it was likely one of those cases where honor conflicted with doing the right thing, he chose the latter, and so the Starks wanted to execute him because even though they didn't *like* the thought of it, honor had to come before everything else.

Thank you so SO much for bringing your take on Shay!

I truly appreciate you taking the time to indulge me in this, and I have to be honest, I am immensely happy to read that your reasoning and take for Shay is not too dissimilar from my own.

When I first thought about which houses he would belong, my first thought went immediately to one of the Great and Minor Houses of the North, because with his personality (exactly as you have underlined) he matches the Northerners much better than he does the Southerners.

I initially envisioned him to be mostly connected to the Greyjoys, due to the whole sea connection and him being the captain of the Morrigan (infact, in my own self-indulgent AU, I kinda dubbed him "The Ironborn").

But after reading your take, I am honestly just so in love with the idea of Shay being a Mormont through and through, and with a story not too dissimilar to that of Jorah (albeit, as you said, not as despicable), running away in exile and find a safe port in Lannisport, where Dorothea's branch of the House resides ( I cannot see her being a Lannister of Casterly Rock, but a Lannister of Lannisport would suit her much better. Plus, the sea is one of her great loves, so I can definitely imagine her preferring to reside by the sea rather than hanging on a cliff in Casterly Rock). I can kinda imagine her being the one running the branch of the family at the time Shay arrives in Lannisport, responsible for overseeing the trades and after hearing his story, she would accept his services (and also I kinda want her to have some sort of old grudge with the Starks, something that would prompt her even more in accepting Shay's offer of becoming her sworn shield. Like, pettiness, thy name is Dorothea).

Also, I never made the connection with the Wildlings, but omg I am actually enamoured by your idea behind it and will incorporate it for Shay, with your permission (also, I am doubly delighted by this headcanon because, if you remember a while back, when I asked for an advice on Shay's possible faceclaim, I leaned toward Ciarán Hinds, and he plays Mance Rayder in GoT, so it just feels like the cherry on top of the hot fudge sundae! <3 <3 and depending on which period of time this whole AU takes place, he could very well distantly related to him lololol).

Once more, thank you so much for indulging me in this and for allowing me also to speak about this, because I am so in love with this idea, my brain has been buzzing all afternoon, and I was barely able to focus on anything else!! 😂😂😂 So truly, THANK YOU <3