#support: sophia

[fellsparks]

[ RELAX ]

Sophia would honestly be content to spend the entirety of the ball sitting in the sand and watching the waves. The crashing of the ocean's waves is much harsher than the soft lapping of the oasis' waters against the shore, but even that is exciting in its newness. Combined with the familiar feeling of sand cooling after a long day, a feeling so heartrendingly reminiscent of home, and Sophia would be fine staying here even long after the party is over.

She would be content, were it that for that familiar thrumming in her blood. That vague sense of something. So she wanders the beach until she finds the source: the new Black Eagles professor.

Seeing her up close, though, doesn't she look a little familiar...? Those red eyes in particular are reminiscent of someone else.

"...Um," Sophia starts, quickly trailing off into silence. Even after spending a few years outside, she's still not very good at starting conversations with strangers. "........."

Sliding a charm off of her bracelet, she holds out a turtle charm cupped in both hands.

"I... have never seen a turtle before, but... tortoises... live for a very long time, don't they...?"

A sentiment they can both sympathize with.

There's been little opportunity in Nel's life to simply bask in the serenity provided by nature itself-- where survival instincts didn't have to take over, putting her own safety and the safety of her brother first and foremost over anything else. Where the waves set a relaxing tempo, the ebb and flow of the tide creating nothing but a repetitive thrum that slowed her breathing into a cadence to match. It's nice, being away from the chaos and chatter of the crowds. To let the beach breeze feel cool against the little parts of her skin bared to the night, the scent of the ocean unfamiliar on her tongue. Yet an unfamiliar voice breaks her tranquility, but Nel doesn't find it to be unwelcome. There's many new faces, and she's expected to function as a guide for the youth of Fodlan; to become familiar with those she's meant to instruct is only a boon in her eyes. A small duck of her head is her initial greeting, ruby eyes settling on the adorable offering extended to her. There's no hesitation as Nel unclips her own from her pocket, fingers gently taking the turtle offered to her before replacing it with the Professor's own seashell. Her eyes flicker to the charm, a light chuckle escaping. "They do. There have been instances in which larger tortoises have surpassed 200 years in age," Nel muses, gently turning the charm in her palm. "As for turtles... They can have similar such lifespans, albeit slightly shorter." Clipping the new addition onto her bracelet, she turns her attention back to the waves, one hand resting on her chin. "I am certain with enough searching, we could find a turtle. My brother and I-- we spotted a small family earlier. There is plenty of prey for them to feast on in these waters; I would be surprised if we failed. What do you think?"

[roysourblog]

[ Cue the Music ] - Dancing's what tonight's all about, is it not? Grab a friend or a stranger and get to twirling (or whatever it is the kids call it nowadays).

She may have had a premonition that Roy would be here tonight, but knowing in advance does not stop the small smile that appears on an otherwise neutral face when she sees that familiar flash of fiery red hair across the floor.

It’s an uncommon occurrence for her to approach others so brazenly, but she makes special exception for the young lord, drifting over to where he stands.

A few short years is but a blip in her long life, but strangely enough, it does feel like a long time since she last saw him.

“Lord Roy,” she greets quietly. “I’m happy… to see you… again. Would you…?”

She walked all the way over here, but now that she’s here, it feels too forward to ask outright. Instead, she holds out a hand hesitantly.

As is his custom, Roy had arrived much earlier than perhaps anticipated. With little company, much less anyone he recognized, he had taken to walking just outside, wandering amongst the hedges of the nearby courtyard. The night’s festivities having now only just begun, he returns through the entrance just in time to be approached by a soft shadow, floating towards him quietly.

“Sophia, I’m so glad to see you!” In a place like this? 

He finds solace in knowing there is someone else here who too is perhaps a little out of sorts in this atmosphere. In a country he doesn’t recognize, playing all sorts of music he has not yet heard. A further cry from practicing ballroom dancing with Lilina, when they were growing up.

All too familiar with Sophia’s pace, Roy wastes no time in correctly interpreting her intentions. 

“May I have your hand for this next dance?”

[higaneion]

After recent events, Sophia has become intimately familiar with not only the location of Lilina's room, but its contents as well. On Lilina's birthday, practiced steps bring her to the Ostian's doorstep.

Sophia raps her knuckles on the door, calling quietly: "...Lady Lilina?"

She waits a few moments for an answer that does not come. Perhaps Lilina has stepped out for the moment or maybe Sophia just hadn't knocked hard enough. The reason does not particularly matter; today surely must be a busy day for her.

Regardless, Sophia sets down a small wrapped gift in front of the lordling's door. Contained within the package are a pair of ceramic bookends, carved into the shape of blooming flowers, and a candle that smells faintly of aloe.

A sealed letter is placed delicately on top. When opened, it reads:

"Lady Lilina, Happy birthday. When I was in your room last time, I noticed that you have a lot of books, but your organization is a little (a word is crossed out here) unique. I hope these bookends are useful for you. A lot of your candles were down to the wick, as well, so I've also included a candle. The scent reminds me of home, so it may not suit your taste. You don't need to use them if you don't want to, but I wanted to get you something for your birthday. Oh, and also as a thank you for the ribbons you gave me earlier. ...Also if you would like me to help return some overdue books for you, please let me know. I spend a lot of my time in the library anyway. —Sophia"

Returning once more to her dorm would reward her with yet another package. Delight blooms in her face when she reveals its contents and even more so its sender. Though she does grimace a little at the reminder of the well past overdue books, she appreciates the sentiment all the same and it wasn't anything she wouldn't laugh off a moment later.

Though ideally, she would like to thank her in person, she often misses her despite being in the same house. Besides, she fears she could not properly thank the girl in the way she wants to. So, some time later does she sit down to draft a letter to slide in the slit of Sophia’s door. 

Dear Sophia, Thank you for the gifts. How thoughtful of you. Rest assured, there will be plenty of use out of them. Of course I am not familiar with the scents of your home, but each time I light one, I will be reminded of you and that is special enough for me. I just hope I don’t burn through them too fast hehe. Perhaps we could go to Nabata when we return to Elibe? As for the books, yes… I mean to return them on time, but I get caught up in other tasks and lose track of time. I think the rental period is far too short. Maybe we will run into each other there! (A sentence has been scratched out here, if examined closely one may be able to decipher the words: study date.) Anyway, I know you are likely just as busy as I, but I hope to chat with you more. Kindest regards from your friend, Lilina P.S. Aren’t these flowers pretty? I visited the greenhouse and they permitted me to take a couple. They will last a little should you choose to keep them.

As an additional touch, she adds pressed hydrangea flowers of purple, blue, and pink in with the envelope.

[marty-mauser]

Each cast member of The Golden Girls winning the Outstanding Lead Actress in Comedy Series Emmy three years in a row (1986-1988)

[the-vroom-f1]

I think everyone who is so upset about F1 Academy needs to take a breath and remember this is not the only series they are racing in.

The end goal is not to take some 16 yr old girl and just shove her into an f1 car and call it a success. The goal is to get these women up the formula 1 ladder and do it in a realistic manner. Most of these girls are competing in their various f4 seasons at the same time. Or others like lia block do rally cross, doriane pin was supposed to race in le mans, chloe chambers is killing it in America! The goal of f1 academy is to fucking normalize women being successful in motorsport and giving them opportunities to be successful!

Like when talking about f1 academy we talk about how the cars are 'to slow' but the important part is they are in the cars and getting that practice and those points and the cost isn't coming out of their pockets. F1 academy is getting these girls into f1 teams development programs. Which is huge because if you look at it you'll realize both Bianca Bustamante and Maya weug are the first women in their teams respective programs!

They are getting access to equipment, facilities, trainers, and some of the best teams in the world for motorsport and all of this is in part to f1 Academy. And this series is allowing them to get a majorly important thing, say it with me now, SPONSORS! Because let's be real if they didn't have the publicity of f1 academy they likely wouldn't have some of their life changing sponsorships.

Anyways this makes no sense but everyone should shut up and go support these ladies because there's a chance the future female f1 driver is out there watching right now and she deserves to feel inspired, represented, and supported from the very beginning

[princeofopenness]

@luminousrider @nabataprophet @loyaldeserter @katabatiic @dcggersedge

There were six of them, including Alfonse himself, that made the trek up to the first of the two marked locations. None of the others were people he had spoken to prior, though each of them were familiar to him. They all had counterparts in Askr he had met. This was good, a nice bit of familiarity, nothing too unpredictable. He knew of their various skillsets, who he likely ought to rely on for what. He much preferred that to having someone unknown to him in the group.

Finding but one ruin among many would have been a far more difficult ordeal without the note's guidance. Following the guidance of someone they did not know and entering a specific room in a fortress, crumbling though it may be, was outwardly a rather foolish task, Alfonse could admit that much. Still, it was one of their only leads; if this indeed had been set up by their adversaries, then perhaps they would have unwittingly left behind some morsel of information for the group to seize upon. Alfonse was more than used to enduring such ordeals from his past foes, after all.

With heavy, stone doors shut fast behind them and a voice taunting them from the shadows, Alfonse saw little reason to even try turning back the way they had come. He knew what result that would produce. It was wasted effort, and they would need every scrap of energy they had in the days to come. At the very least, the way the voice beckoned them eased some of Alfonse's worry. This wasn't a trap, oh no, this was a test. That meant there was a way forward being deliberately provided to them.

...Had this individual perhaps also been responsible for the traveling attraction he and Leif had participated in back at the monastery?

"Alright," Alfonse spoke confidently, raising his head and meeting the gaze of each of his companions in turn. "They wish to test us, then. This room can't be quite as empty as it looks. We ought to spread out, investigate as much as we can before us. Legault, Yunaka, would you check the walls for anything?"

The two knives in the darkness seemed the best bet for searching out hidden clues like that. Attentiveness to their surroundings was a key component of the work they performed, was it not? Besides, if anyone was prepared to unravel the work of a sneak, it was a fellow sneak. They might know better what to search for than someone like Alfonse.

"One of you take each side-- and bring someone else with you." He added. "Splitting up into pairs would likely be the most effective... and the safest. Whoever wishes to remain here with me, we'll check this table. It's likely that there's some kind of information hidden here, and whatever any one of us finds will likely play into what the others do. Call it a hunch."

It was so easy to fall back into his role as Prince of Askr and as a leader of the Order of Heroes. These people were all familiar to him; it was easy to pretend things were exactly the same as they had been back at home. He even forgot they may not all be willing to so easily take the orders of some blueblood they scarcely knew. These people weren't bound by contracts, after all. They were just scared and confused and seeking to end the strife that had found its way to their shared home.

Me When A Mysterious Feminine Voice Tells Me To Do Something

[slutforpringles]

Somebody might want to send the definition of "segregation" to Sophia Floersch, because if she thinks the FIA setting up opportunities and programs to incentivise and encourage women to join a heavily male dominated sport is "segregation" then she very clearly has no idea what it means.

[zolo-san]

was just thinking about the fact that Bepo is the only Heart Pirate that wears a different colored uniform and while yes, you could just assume it’s because he’s first mate but hear me out……..

I think I’d be funny if originally he had a white uniform like everyone else, but one time he got lost and Law panicked

so when they got back he had a bright fucking orange uniform made for Bepo so he would never loose him again

[laslow]

The white-haired man strides ahead first. Laslow watches his retreating back with narrowed eyes. Something about him sets every one of Laslow's nerves on edge.

But there's no time to focus on that. It's a minor problem, all things considered. The ruined classrooms hit him harder than he expected; yet another place he called home now destroyed by the whims of god-like creatures.

He almost wonders if he's cursed.

"Hm?" Yuzu calls for him and he dutifully follows after her. He glances at the cracked stonework, the discarded paraphernalia of fleeing students. His throat feels tight as he slowly spins around, searching for any sign of life.

Laslow nods. "I would like that as well. Rebuilding is always easier with willing hands." He swallows. If anyone asks, he's blinking dust out of his eyes as he steps out of the classroom.

"Sophia? Rafal? You ready to move out?"

Divine Rivals (epiphany finale)

Unit 15 assemble! @rafent@craneswings@nabataprophet

[silkygermanboy]

Source Instagram Story Sophia Havertz: 16.02.2025

[catcorsair]

How is a man to foresee what the Fates have in store for him? How can he predict when his world is to change? Of ever abandoning that lonely bachelor's existence to which I had long-ago grown accustomed, I harbored not a single hope—and then, as if by one thoughtless snip of a shear, I discovered myself no longer a bachelor. Sixty years I had spent in lack of the honest company of a woman and suddenly she was everywhere, in every thought, every action, every desire: I could see nothing past Sophia. Thus the warnings went unheeded, only spiders in dark corners, darting out where they cannot be seen, secrets concealing themselves in the shapes of other things; rarely do those Sisters cut their lines in absolutes. It is the slow unraveling of a thread by which the red strings shorten. But heat makes men mad, and summer is a mad season; despite my attempts to ignore them, the ghosts of Erik’s unsavory history crept up with the rising temperatures. Such specters, I have found, are not so easy to put to rest. The attempt to do so comes too late.

Like Pulling Teeth: Part Six

Read on AO3 HERE

18+ / Very Explicit / EC, EOC, E++ / 50K

Pre to post-Leroux canon. General tags: Gothic, Horror, Drama, Romance, Historical Fiction.

*(edited) cover art by Zhao Dalu

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[saliosis]

she's so excited to be

[gamergirl929]

Ali Krieger deserved better, and I hope she finds real love since the trash has taken itself out.

[sincerelysoso]

Everyone: She's a witch! She must be destroyed!! FREAK!

Me: She's so cool 🤩

[buddiedaydreamer911]

Helena: What was wrong with Ana?

Ramon: Yeah, she seemed like a lovely woman-

Eddie: that’s the point. she’s a woman.

Helena:

Ramon:

Adriana: ooohhhhhhhh

Sophia: omg things are finally starting to make sense about you-

[wouldyourfavepaychildsupport]