#swift fable 3

[jaymilepland]

[ariwa003]

Um a Major Swift enjoyers??? Anyone? [I believe he was killed by trying to drink Sprite no cap. Thats my headcanon... But all in whole seriousness he was a legend. Even if he didnt knew him too well and he was "cut" off quite quickly lol...]

[youcantdateosmosisjones]

stubbed my fucking toe while posting this

[thisisntreaver]

Does swift have a first name

[vahmedohsos]

Ben Finn literally watched two of his father figures die within a year, unable to do anything to stop it.

He just had to stand and watch.

[bubblegumfanfictions]

Hi all! Thinking of starting a page dedicated to the release of oneshots for fable characters from all 3 mainline games!

[heartofsparrow]

in my headcanon, logan is swift’s son and the hobw is walter’s kid. but also the mystery…. the Intrigue… :3

I never want any sort of confirmation on who Logan and the Hero of Brightwall's father is. It's gotta be a Mamma Mia situation for maximum drama. And they need to have different fathers for maximum confusion.

Is it Reaver? Walter? That sexy pistol trader that hangs around the castle sometimes? Sparrow isn't sure. The suspects aren't sure. It's an endless source of gossip for the citizens of Albion.

Bonus if after Sparrow's death they get the occasional grifter coming up to the castle like, "Logan! Prince/Princess! It's me your long lost father."

[macknshift]

"GIRL!LEO" . . . a study by a shifter who rlly loves her gf

⊹ ࣪ ˖₊˚⊹⋆ dedicated to @junoshifts who wanted to hear more about lou!!! (i hope this inspires you to make a genderswap!percy dr or two lol)

SO. THE BASICS. her name is louise joan (after her grandma) scott, and her 80% of the time fc is sab quesada. her original "debut" is my percy jackson dr, which basically functions as a summer camp romance dr (i will be posting a form to script yourself into this dr if anyone is interested!!!) in which she's an aphrodite kid who is just. Shit Out of Luck when it comes to romance. she's kind-of done with it and that's where i come in <3 (i'm an ares kid who hates violence and would be much better suited to be an apollo kid lol)

A FEW DRS WITH HER INCLUDE:

⊹ ࣪ ˖₊˚⊹⋆ PERCY JACKSON / SUMMER CAMP : louise "lou" scott , 19 , head aphrodite co-counsellor. romance skeptic & soccer player. capture-the-flag enthusiast & the "sporty" counsellor. (fc sab quesada)

⊹ ࣪ ˖₊˚⊹⋆ INFLUENCER : louise "lou" scott , 20 , olympic bronze medallist in women's rugby. minecraft pvp & fortnite sweat. plays college rugby at university of southern california. mackncheese fan to gf. (fc sab quesada)

⊹ ࣪ ˖₊˚⊹⋆ "DISNEY" PRINCESS : lady louisa , 22 , personal knight to princess sofia mignonette of solaria. (secretly the second daughter of king midas of lunaria). skilled swordswoman and friend to any that may need a helping hand. (fc ruby cruz)

⊹ ࣪ ˖₊˚⊹⋆ OTHERS INCLUDE : (WIP) twilight dr , gravity falls dr , spider-girl dr &&& a few other WIPS!

some fun things about her :

⊹ in the way that i always smell like a vanilla-lemon cupcake (my hair products are 'lemon dessert' scented & i have matching body wash lol) she always smells chocolatey. like idk what she uses but she always smells like chocolate. (even when she's sweaty. idk how the hell she does it.) her deodorant is cinnamon scented too so we both smell like very different baked goods.

⊹ at least in my influencer dr, she's got 6 tattoos - a tramp stamp that says "most valuable ass" (not even fucking joking?????? i have no idea where it came from) in cursive, 2 (two) patchwork tattoos on her arms - one each of mj (her twin sister & my bff)'s cats (that are also practically her) named luna and nova, a little safety pin right on her hand before her pointer finger, a bunch of sparkles like the kaomoji i use in my posts (in brown ink too so they kind of look like freckles from far away) on her arm, and the olympic rings where her right underboob is. i'm pretty sure she has more but those are the ones i have found so far lmfao

⊹ in my influencer dr she was originally a fan of mine! she watched my minecraft streams when i was a minecraft lore streamer in the dark ages (unfortunately the dsmp is in my lore. it helped kick-start my voice acting career though so i'm a big fan lol) and dm-ed me on instagram when i went to paris in 2024 to go to the olympics!

⊹ the bodyguard trope is a STAPLE in my drs lol it's in three drs - my marvel dr, my princess charm school dr, and my "disney princess" dr (i call it this bc it sort-of follows the plot of the original disney animated film i star in in my influencer dr lol) and i will never tire of it esp bc she's in a suit of armor lol

⊹ lou and leo are literally the same person obviously (just genderswapped) so there aren't any emotional / personality changes BUT! she's mj's twin sister instead of mj's older half-brother (i'll explain the lore someday lol) so her upbringing is probably a bit more pleasant lol

soundtrack to her life . . . fresh out the slammer , taylor swift. bags (live from electric lady studios) , clairo. capable of love , pinkpantheress. bad religion , frank ocean. fable , gigi perez. part of me , noah kahan.

⊹ ࣪ ˖₊˚⊹⋆ as we can tell, i love yapping ab any version of leo/lou so if u have any qs send them my way through my ask box!!! i'll be posting about some of these drs soon as well :D

[ohdorothea]

More information about the tournament here and lyrics are below the cut! Happy voting!!

Peter lyrics

Forgive me, Peter

My lost fearless leader

In closets like cedar

Preserved from when we were just kids

Is it somethin' I did?

The goddess of timing

Once found us beguiling

She said she was trying

Peter, was she lying?

My ribs get the feelin' she did

And I didn't want to come down

I thought it was just goodbye for now

You said you were gonna grow up

Then you were gonna come find me

Said you were gonna grow up

Then you were gonna come find me

Said you were gonna grow up

Then you were gonna come find me

Words from the mouths of babes

Promises oceans deep

But never to keep

Oh, never to keep

Are you still a mind reader?

A natural scene stealer?

I've heard great things, Peter

But life was always easier on you

Than it was on me

And sometimes it gets me

When crossing your jet stream

We both did the best we could do underneath the same moon

In different galaxies

And I didn't want to hang around

We said it was just goodbye for now

You said you were gonna grow up

Then you were gonna come find me

Said you were gonna grow up

Then you were gonna come find me

Said you were gonna grow up

Then you were gonna come find me

Words from the mouths of babes

Promises oceans deep

But never to keep

Never to keep

And I won't confess that I waited

But I let the lamp burn

As the men masqueraded

I hoped you'd return

With your feet on the ground

Tell me all that you'd learned

'Cause love's never lost when perspective is earned

And you said you'd come and get me, but you were twenty-five

And the shelf life of those fantasies has expired

Lost to the Lost Boys chapter of your life

Forgive me, Peter, please know that I tried

To hold onto the days when you were mine (Hold onto the days)

But the woman who sits by the window has turned out the light

You said you were gonna grow up

Then you were gonna come find me

Said you were gonna grow up

You said you were gonna grow up

Then you were gonna come find me

Said you were gonna grow up

You said you were gonna grow up

Then you were gonna come find me

Said you were gonna grow up

Then you were gonna come find me

Said you were gonna grow up

Then you were gonna come find me

Words from the mouths of babes

Promises oceans deep

But never to keep

The Prophecy lyrics

Hand on the throttle

Thought I caught lightning in a bottle

Oh, but it's gone again

And it was written

I got cursed like Eve got bitten

Oh, was it punishment?

Pad around when I get home

I guess a lesser woman would've lost hope

A greater woman wouldn't beg

But I looked to the sky and said

Please

I've been on my knees

Change the prophecy

Don't want money

Just someone who wants my company

Let it once be me

Who do I have to speak to

About if they can redo

The prophecy?

Cards on the table

Mine play out like fools in a fable, oh

It was sinking in

Sinking in, oh

Slow is the quicksand

Poison blood from the wound of the pricked hand

Oh, still I dream of him

Please

I've been on my knees

Change the prophecy

Don't want money

Just someone who wants my company

Let it once be me

Who do I have to speak to

About if they can redo

The prophecy?

And I sound like an infant

Feelin' like the very last drops of an ink pen

A greater woman stays cool

But I howl like a wolf at the moon

And I look unstable

Gathered with a coven round a sorceress' table

A greater woman has faith

But even statues crumble if they're made to wait

I'm so afraid I sealed my fate

No sign of soulmates

I'm just a paperweight

In shades of greige

Spending my last coin so someone will tell me

It'll be ok

Ooh

Ooh

Ooh

Ooh

Please

I've been on my knees

Change the prophecy

Don't want money

Just someone who wants my company

Let it once be me

Who do I have to speak to

About if they can redo

The prophecy?

Who do I have to speak to

To change the prophecy?

Hand on the throttle

Thought I caught lightning in a bottle, oh

But it's gone again

Pad around when I get home

I guess a lesser woman would've lost hope

A greater woman wouldn't beg

But I looked to the sky and said

Please

[thiriann]

The Road to Waterdeep- Ch 1.

You can also find me on AO3

Rating: Explicit (smut in later chapters)

Pairing: Astarion (Baldur's Gate)/ F Tav

Tags: Adventure & Romance, Domestic Fluff, Named Tav Tiefling Tav , Vampire Spawn Astarion, Established Relationship, Post-Game: Baldur's Gate 3, Non-Sexual Intimacy ,Canon-Typical Violence, Magic, Smut in later chapters.

A lot of adventures, DnD lore and monsters, drama plus the occasional fluff and smut.

Summary:

A year after the fall of the Netherbrain, Astarion and Thiriann manage to get their hands on an ancient tome, setting them on a new path toward the fabled city of Waterdeep.

Astarion bent over the still-breathing creature, and with swift, practiced precision, sank his fangs into its neck. The deer gave one last convulsive shudder before going limp in his grasp.

"You know, you don't have to stay while I feed." he said, pulling away after taking a few deep gulps.

"Would you prefer I didn't?" Thiriann asked, gazing up at him from where she'd sat by his side.

He went silent ,considering her question. "Well, no, it's… nice," he admitted after a moment.It was true. Her company was always welcome, and it certainly improved the quality of a rather bland meal. 

Their little tradition felt strangely peaceful,  almost domestic but he knew the act itself was anything but.  It was predatory,  savage, reducing him to no more than a beast ,and while he'd taken strides in accepting his nature, he wasn't proud of this aspect of it. "But I wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable.”

Her expression softened. Despite all of the healing he’d done over the last few months she could tell he still felt like a monster so often. Perhaps a part of him would always see himself that way. But she never would, no matter what, and she yearned for him to believe it.

"I've seen you drink the blood of countless enemies," she reminded him. "And you've drunk my blood, remember?"

"How could I forget your delicious taste, darling?" he purred, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "But I know this isn't exactly a candlelit dinner and flowers."

"It doesn't bother me," she insisted. "And you keep me company while I eat, even if you find my food gross.”

He nodded,  silently accepting her words before bending over again and finishing what was left of the deer.

“Should we make camp here? The stars are beautiful tonight,” she suggested, gesturing towards the vast expanse of the night sky.

He hummed in agreement, leaning back on his hands and gazing upwards. “We could. But the nights are growing longer and colder. Perhaps we should find shelter in some town until winter passes.”

She’d noticed it too; with each passing day, the fire burned out quicker, and the chill seeped deeper into her bones. 

But as much as she loved to hunker down in a warm cottage, actually she’d really love that, there was something rather important they needed to discuss. 

“Actually,” she said, meeting his gaze directly. “I��ve been meaning to tell you something else.” He raised an eyebrow, a question in his eyes.

"I received word from Gale about the tome we acquired in Candlekeep," she began, her voice taking on a more serious tone. "He sounded very interested and has invited us to his tower in Waterdeep so he can examine it."

Astarion’s eyebrows shot up to his hairline. Gale hadn’t sounded positive about anything they’d found in their search so far.

A year had passed since they’d faced the Netherbrain, and six months since they’d last seen their former companions. Six months since they'd exchanged so much as a letter. He loathed to admit it, but he missed them. This invitation from Gale held a certain appeal, for more reasons than one.

"So, we're going then?" he asked, trying to keep his tone neutral.

“Just… don’t get your hopes up too high,” she cautioned. “You know how these things are. It could be something… or it could be a spell for making porridge without boiling.”

“Is that even a real spell?” he asked, a flicker of amusement in his eyes.

“Well,” Thiriann shrugged, a wry smile tugging at her lips, “we might just discover it within these tomes.” She laughed, but he detected a faint strain in her voice.

A year into their adventures and he was still bound to the shadows,still unable to see the light of day again. He’d found a strange sort of peace in it, embracing aspects of his nature he’d once reviled. And, against all odds, he’d found happiness, a fragile, precious thing,at Thiriann’s side.

Despite how much he longed to see the sun again, he knew she was the one who truly clung to hope with every scroll they stumbled upon. She never openly displayed her disappointment, always trying to hide it and appear cheerful, but after over a year together, he’d learned to read the subtle signs. The faint furrow between her brows that he always made a point of smoothing away, the way her eyes would water just a bit. It still baffled him that someone could care so deeply for him. Yet she remained resolute, determined with unwavering hope that they would find a solution one day. 

“No matter what we find,” he said, his voice warm and reassuring, “I’m sure we’ll have fun on this adventure regardless.”

She smiled then, a genuine, radiant smile that warmed him from the inside out. “Every day is fun with you, my love.”

It never ceased to amaze him how effortlessly she could make his heart flutter with just a few simple words, without even trying. Maybe that was the secret, how effortless she found loving him.

He swooped in and kissed her then and she groaned in displeasure at the taste still lingering on his lips.

“What? Is my meal not to your liking, darling?” he teased, mock offense lacing his tone as he pushed her playfully to the grass. “Why not offer me something sweeter if it bothers you so much?”

He trailed ticklish kisses and nips down her neck and collarbones. She laughed, her arms flailing behind his back trying to summon her magic.

“Astarion, wait! At least let me cast prestidigitation ,” she pleaded between giggles.

“Better hurry if you want me clean, darling. I’m positively famished,” he teased, his fangs lightly grazing the tops of her exposed breasts.

She barely managed to breathe out the incantation before he fully captured her mouth with his once again.

Thiriann was woken up by the sound of rustling of papers. She blinked, her gaze traveling across their tent- their tent now, though it had been only his originally. He was hunched over in the corner, surrounded by a chaotic sprawl of maps.

“You’re up early,” she murmured, stifling a yawn as she rolled onto her side to face him. “What are you doing?”

“Trying to figure out where in the hells bloody Waterdeep is,” he grumbled, his voice laced with frustration.

“It’s north of Baldur’s Gate,” she offered, pushing herself up onto her elbows.

“I still don’t see it,” he muttered, his brow furrowed as he scanned the intricate lines and symbols on the map.

"Higher than that, yes, a bit more."

"Hells," Astarion muttered, his gaze tracing the vast distance between the two cities marked on the map. "Imagine the distance those mind flayers undertook just to snatch Gale of all people."

"It's quite a journey," Thiriann agreed, unfazed by his mocking tone. "It'll take us well over a month on foot."

He groaned miserably. "In this weather? We’ll freeze, especially traveling at night."

“We could take a boat," she suggested.

"Oh, no. We are not doing that again," Astarion retorted, cutting her off sharply.

The memory of their voyage to Candlekeep was still fresh: a journey filled with… discoveries. One particularly unpleasant discovery had been the unfortunate fact that vampires, it seemed, were not immune to seasickness.

“How about buying a wagon and a couple of horses?” she tried again, undeterred.

“And having to deal with those beasts?” he replied with a grimace. “Absolutely not.I’ve already had my fill of equine for one lifetime, thank you very much.” He shuddered dramatically.

“Yes, I remember Dobbin,”Thiriann interjected, a flicker of annoyance crossing her face. “The horse you devoured before I could even get you near a saddle.”

Astarion tilted his head, presenting a perfect image of bewildered innocence. But the amusement dancing in his crimson eyes gave him away. “Dobbin? I have no idea what you mean, darling.”

“One of these days, I will teach you how to ride, Astarion,” she insisted, a playful glint in her eye, though her tone held a hint of playful disbelief. “It’s really not that difficult.”

“Not going to happen,” he countered, his tone laced with childish mockery.

She sighed, dragging a hand wearily across her face. “Well, we could always travel through the Underdark. Perhaps even pass through the sanctuary your siblings built and offer them some help.”

He remained silent for a long moment, not even glancing up from the map spread before him.

“Perhaps,” he finally said, his voice flat.

It seemed a decision had been made, albeit a reluctant one on his part.

“But setting aside the prospect of… dreadful family reunions,” he continued, pointing to a marking on one of the maps, “it appears there’s a village not too far from us.”

“We’ll head there tonight, then,” she said, pulling the blanket tighter around herself against the persistent chill.

They approached the village at sunset, the sky a uniform, oppressive grey. A heavy, damp chill hung in the air, promising rain.

 In this kind of weather a hooded cloak was enough to  provide Astarion with ample protection from the light. Passing the village gates Thiriann immediately sensed something was off as if an unsettling stillness had settled about the place. 

The only sounds were the low mooing of cattle and the occasional clanking of distant bells. The usual bustle of villagers going about their evening chores was absent. Not a soul stirred in the streets, despite the early hour. They scanned the buildings one by one, searching for the telltale signs of a tavern. Usually that was an easy task, it'd be the one all the people gravitated towards, more often than not it was the noisiest one around. But all the windows they passed were shuttered and dark, and the streets remained eerily deserted. Finally, Astarion pointed to a lone, weathered sign creaking in the wind: "The Sunbreeze Inn." Ironic, considering it looked as forlorn and desolate as the rest of the village.

Thiriann pushed open the heavy wooden door and was greeted with a more familiar sight inside :A roaring fire crackled merrily in a large hearth, casting a warm glow across the room. A few sturdy tables and chairs were scattered about, two tall bookcases stood sentinel on either side of the fireplace, and a long, polished bar occupied the far corner.

Her eyes settled on the dwarven woman behind it, whose face was etched with a deep scowl. Judging by her expression, one might have assumed they’d stumbled into someone’s home rather than an inn.

"Well, well," the woman began, her voice rough and laced with suspicion. "It's not often we see new faces 'round these parts, especially not one of your kind."

Thiriann’s eyes narrowed. It was always the same. No matter where they went, people were quick to judge at the sight of her horns and tail. It was hardly a surprise anymore, but the familiar sting of prejudice never failed to irritate her. Astarion huffed in annoyance behind her, a sound that promised a cutting remark. Thiriann hurried to speak before he could give voice to his displeasure.

"We're adventurers," Thiriann replied, keeping her tone neutral. "Looking for a room and perhaps some work."

The woman paused, considering their words. Her eyes flicked to Astarion, narrowing as she scrutinized him, taking in his pale skin and the way he kept to the shadows. After a moment of tense silence, she returned her attention to the mugs she was polishing.

"Twenty gold a night for the room upstairs," she stated curtly.

It was way more than it should have been for such a small and remote village. Clearly an attempt from the innkeeper to drive them away or maybe she was  just bigoted enough to think they lacked the coin. 

"We'll take it," Thiriann agreed quickly, placing the coins on the bar before heading straight for the stairs. Sometimes, minimal interaction was the best course, especially when they were clearly unwelcome.

The room itself was decent enough: a large bed piled with thick blankets, a sturdy desk, and a simple wooden dresser.

"What is with this place?" Astarion asked as soon as the door clicked shut behind them.

"Something very unsettling is going on here," Thiriann replied, her voice low. "We shouldn't linger. Let's wait out the storm and leave as soon as we can."

"I couldn't agree more."

"Come," she said after depositing her bag on the floor. "Let's try to get warm by the fire downstairs."

Thiriann settled into a surprisingly comfortable armchair, a thick tome resting in her lap and a tankard of ale warming her hands. Across from her, Astarion sat hunched forward, a large, woolen blanket wrapped around his shoulders, making him look almost boyish as he carefully turned the pages of a heavy, leather-bound book.

"You're staring, darling," Astarion stated, not looking up from his book, though a note of quiet pride laced his voice.

"Sorry," she murmured, looking away quickly. "I was just enjoying the atmosphere. For all its strangeness, it's surprisingly cozy here."

"It is," he agreed, sighing contentedly and finally meeting her gaze.

“Evening," a gruff voice rumbled from behind Thiriann making her turn around. A large, burly human man stood there, his eyes shifting between them. He was an older man, his face covered in unkempt stubble and his hair steadily greying, but his eyes were sharp, stone-cold, and serious.

 The man bypassed Thiriann entirely, approaching Astarion and extending a hand. "My name is Vagdan. I'm the head of this village. It's a pleasure to meet you, new adventurers."

With some evident displeasure Astarion extended his own hand engaging in a brief, perfunctory handshake. “Astarion. And this is my partner, Thiriann.”

“By the gods, lad,” Vagdan exclaimed, recoiling slightly, his brows furrowing. "Your hand is as cold as ice.”

“We've been on the road for some time," Thiriann interjected smoothly. "My partner has been rather chilled by the unexpected weather."

“Yes, well, it’s a good thing you made it here when you did, then. Best get yourselves warmed up.”

“Is it always so… quiet here?” Thiriann asked, deciding to address the obvious tension in the air. Vagdan’s shoulders slumped, a visible weariness settling over him. "Forgive the… miserable atmosphere," he said, his voice dropping to a somber tone. "A terrible misfortune has befallen our village. Our children… they’ve started disappearing, you see." His gaze remained fixed on Astarion's face, intently studying his reaction. Astarion’s expression twitched almost imperceptibly, but he quickly masked it with a practiced, sympathetic smile.

"My, how distressing," Astarion said smoothly. "You must be beside yourselves with worry."

"We're ready to do just about anything to get them back," Vagdan replied, his voice thick with desperation.

Thiriann felt a tension radiating from Astarion, a subtle shift in his posture reminiscent of their encounter with the Gur hunter. He was poised, alert, his hand at his dagger undeniably ready at his side.

A tense silence hung in the air for a moment before the man sighed and turned to Thiriann. "So, please," he pleaded, his voice laced with a desperate hope. "If there's anything you can do… it would mean the world to us."

"Alright" Astarion spoke up, suddenly surprising her "We’ll look for your children."

A warm wave of pride swelled in her chest at his offer.

"But before we begin," Astarion continued, his tone regaining its characteristic edge, "I must warn you: our services don't come cheap. Be prepared to compensate us handsomely."

"I assure you, you'll be well rewarded," the man promised, a flicker of hope and disbelief blooming on his face.

Thiriann waited until they were back in their room before questioning Astarion. She could proudly say he'd grown as a person since they first met, embracing his life as an adventurer and even, at times, a hero.Although she was often more inclined to accept jobs without payment than he was.

"Do you think their children are alive?" she asked as she closed the door behind them.

"Who knows?" he shrugged nonchalantly."They could be as good as dead.Honestly, I was just trying to get rid of him.I didn't appreciate the way he was looking at me. As if he was trying to assess my reaction.”

Thiriann’s heart ached at his dismissive words. She recognized the familiar detachment, the way he distanced himself from anything that threatened to stir up difficult emotions,but it still hurt to hear him speak so coldly.

"Even so," she persisted gently, "we should still look."

He was silent for a moment, his gaze shifting to the window, avoiding her eyes. Finally, he turned back, a reluctant look in his eyes. "It's pointless," he murmured. "But… if it's that important to you…" He sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly. "Very well. But I’m doing this for you, darling."

"Then we shall start at sunset," Thiriann replied, a small, hopeful smile gracing her lips.

[leahbasavraham]

Mizrah by Israel Dov Rosenbaum 1877

Despite the destruction of the Second Temple in 70 CE and the dispersion of most Jews, the Land of Israel has remained a primary focus of Jewish identity. A commonly felt, deeply rooted bond to the Land of Israel and the hope of all Jews to return eventually to it have been important unifying factors. One expression of this intense bond is found in the practice of facing toward Jerusalem during prayer. For Jews in the West, this direction is east, and the custom developed of placing a decorative plaque on the eastern walls of homes and synagogues to indicate the direction of worship. Such a sign came to be known as a mizrah, Hebrew for "east." Mizrah is also an acronym composed of the initial letters for the Hebrew phrase "from this side the spirit of life." This inscription appears in the four corners of the central panel of this papercut, indicating that it functions as a mizrah.

In Eastern Europe, mizrah plaques were often made out of cut paper, resembling the carved wood Torah arks of Polish synagogues in the intricacy of their design. As is common in many other extant examples, the composition in this papercut is symmetrical, designed on one half of a sheet of paper, folded vertically, and cut out through both halves, thus creating a mirror image revealed upon unfolding the sheet. Papercuts were usually mounted on a plain or colored paper background to provide a contrasting effect, as seen here. Although architectural features such as columns and arcades often balance the composition of papercuts, the use of an imposing building as the central element, as seen in this example, is rare. Whether the building was based on an existing or imaginary one, Israel Dov Rosenbaum, the creator of this extraordinary papercut, made sure to include a clock at its dome, possibly a hint at his profession as clockmaker to the local count in the small town of Podkamen, Ukraine. A Jewish community existed in Podkamen at least since the seventeenth century, and by the late nineteenth century, the town was home to more than a thousand Jews.

The elaborate design and the repeated use of thin connecting lines make this mizrah an exquisite example of its kind. The creatures, both mythical and real, as well as the vegetal motifs and horror vacuii of this composition, are typical of Eastern European art. Included here are lions, deer, eagles, and what appears to be a pair of small leopards atop the dome of the central building. These four animals usually appear in Jewish papercuts to illustrate the saying "Be bold as a leopard, light as an eagle, swift as a deer, and strong as a lion, to do the will of your Father who is in Heaven" (Ethics of the Fathers 5:23). The doubled-headed eagle is often interpreted as a political symbol associated with the Russian Empire. Several Eastern European artifacts in The Jewish Museum collection feature the double-headed eagle, including Torah shields and Hanukkah lamp; as well as a mold for pastries baked for the holiday of Purim.

Among the mythical beasts featured in this papercut are the leviathan (portrayed as a curled fish) and the wild ox-the legendary food of the righteous in the world to come (Leviticus Rabbah 13:3, 22:10)-depicted in the lower register, and the unicorn, seen in the outer frame. The interiors of wooden synagogues were often filled with elaborate animal and plant designs, many having symbolic meaning. Animals are also found in carved Jewish tombstones in Eastern Europe. Likely more portable or readily available sources were printed books such as Hebrew primers featuring a depiction of an animal for each letter of the Hebrew alphabet or illustrated copies of the Meshal ha-Kadmoni, a collection of animal fables written in 1281 by the Spanish Hebrew author Isaac ibn Sahula. First printed in Brescia, about 1491, the work soon gained popularity and was reprinted many times, including nine known Yiddish editions. Many of the extant copies are embellished with illustrations, mostly portraying the disputing animals, who "converse" in biblical Hebrew and are all well versed in Jewish learning: the rooster is a Bible scholar, and the deer an expert in the Talmud. Two pairs of roosters appear on the upper margin of the mizrah, flanked by a pair of birds. In one of the illustrations for the Meshal ha-Kadmoni, the rooster and a similar quail-like bird (though referred to as a hawk) are paired in "conversation."

[ridge4004]

I created a helnik playlist on spotify and so I wanted to share what lyrics of the songs I felt fit the ship the most!

1. Foreigner's God by Hozier - this entire song embodies Helnik. It's about exploring a new culture and new feelings through the love of a woman. The lyrics "She moved with shameless wonder. The perfect creature rarely seen" convey Matthias' admiration for Nina. "Still, my heart is heavy. With the hate of some other man's belief" is literally Matthias' previous hatred of Grisha and belief that they are unnatural and evil. "She feels no safety in my arms" is Nina's distrust of him because he is a drüskelle. "All that I've been taught and every word I've got is foreign to me" is Matthias being unfamiliar with both Grisha and Ravkan culture. Yet, the chorus repeats the line "Screamin' the name of a foreigner's God" because the speaker still worships their lover despite all of the unfamiliarity which is Helnik to the max.

2. Take Me To Church by Hozier - literally this entire song. This song carries the premise of Matthias going against his beliefs for Nina SO WELL, especially the first verse. The line "Oh, good God, let me give you my life" is basically Matthias reciting the oath of the drüskelle to Nina.

3. Northern Attitude by Noah Kahan - like just read the chorus:

If I get too close

And I'm not how you hoped

Forgive my northern attitude

Oh, I was raised out in the cold

If the sun don't rise

'Til the summertime

Forgive my northern attitude

Oh, I was raised on little light

The "northern attitude" is literally the drüskelle's hatred towards Grisha, which Matthias is asking Nina to forgive so they can be together. He is asking her to look past the beliefs that he was raised on and show her that he is rejecting those ideals.

4. Fable by Gigi Perez - “I feel when I question, my skin starts to burn” is Matthias questioning his lifelong beliefs. “Love was the law and religion was taught” is him feeling shame for loving a Grisha when his religion has forbids it.

5. Two Birds by Regina Spektor - I feel like this song reflects this quote: “They were twin souls, soldiers destined to fight for different sides, to find each other and lose each other too quickly” literally so well as the lyric states “two birds of feather” but one has to fly away and leave the other.

6. cowboy like me by Taylor Swift - this song also reflects the quote from 5 so well because Nina and Matthias are the same: children being forced to fight in a war for their country. Both of them “hustling for the good life.” And the lyric “And the skeletons in both our closets plotted hard to fuck this up” where Matthias’ skeletons are his old life as a drüskelle and Jarl Brum and Nina’s skeletons are her accusation of him as a slaver and everything that Grisha/Ravka has done to Matthias. Now while I interpret the end of this song to have a happy ending where the lovers end up together, it can also be interpreted as the relationship ending with the lyric “and I’m never gonna love again” (even though Nina does learn to love again with Hanne, I can see her thinking this after Matthias’ death).

7. Movement by Hozier - this song is all about how any move that their lover makes moves them and has an impact on them, which I feel represents Helnik because Matthias worships even the slightest moves that Nina makes throughout the books from her facial expressions to her slouching.

8. False God by Taylor Swift - this song has such an upbeat vibe but the first line just HURTS. “We were crazy to think, crazy to think that this could work remember how I said I’d die for you?” This is literally Matthias saying how they were crazy to think that they would both make it out alive from the heists and schemes and is remembering the oath he made to Nina that he would protect her until his death. AHHHHHH. “We were stupid to jump in the ocean separating us” where that ocean is the rift between Grisha and drüskelle. The chorus saying “religion’s in your lips even if it’s a false god” and “the altar is my hips” is Matthias going against his faith for his love of Nina.

9. Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene by Hozier - “with her sweetened breath and her tongue so mean” IS SO NINA LIKE SHE IS SWEET AS HONEY BUT ALSO CAN BE SO BOLD AND STRIKING!! “Jarring of judgement and reasons defeat the sweet heat of her breath in my mouth, I’m alive” is Matthias going against everything he believes and all reasons that point against being with Nina AND BEING INTOXICATED BY HER ANYWAYS.

10. Red by Taylor Swift - “Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly” is literally them. They had such a short, but incredibly powerful and religion-defying love that ended too soon. And then the whole chorus is:

Losing him was blue like I’d never known

Missing him was dark gray all alone

Forgetting him was like tryna know somebody you never met

But loving him was red

Which is absolutely Nina’s feelings after his death.

11. Found Heaven by Conan Gray - this song is all about how someone’s god is disapproving of a relationship and how you can’t let that stop you from chasing that love. “Don’t be scared, little child, of that feeling. You’re in love. You found heaven” which is absolutely what Matthias needed to hear when he was doubting his love for Nina because of his faith.

12. Work Song by Hozier - this whole song but especially the lyrics about their lover being sweet and “if the lord don’t forgive me, I’d still have my baby and my babe would have me” is Matthias and Nina still having each other even if Djel didn’t approve of it

13. The Great War by Taylor Swift - I feel like this song embodies Helnik in the first book. “My hand was the one you reached for all throughout the Great War” is Nina and Matthias always having an underlying want for each other beneath all their arguments. “Somewhere in the haze, got a sense I’d been betrayed” is Nina getting locked in the cell by Jarl Brum and Matthias. The moment that Matthias frees Nina from the cell at the end of the first book and she states that they were “done with fear” is the moment that they survive the Great War.

14. Astronomy by Conan Gray - “Cause socially speaking, we were the same” is so them because THEYRE THE SAME like I said in 5 and 6. “It’s astronomy, we’re two worlds apart” because they’re both from different countries and cultures. “The only mistake we didn’t make was run” because if they had just ran away together, they would have been living happy together in Novyi Zem. “Stop trying to keep us alive. You’re pointing at stars in the sky that already died. Stop trying to keep us alive. You can’t force the stars to align when they’ve already died” is Matthias when he is dying and Nina is trying to bring him back to life.

15. Love of my life by Harry Styles - this is just sadness all around. I don’t have a specific lyric but just the whole song.

16. right where you left me by Taylor Swift - this is Nina not being able to move on from Matthias’ death.

I’m sure I will add more so to be continued!!

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[tumblingghosts]

re: ask game

felix ratvinstill, the patron saint of rodents

because I would love to know any and all behind the scenes thoughts

of course! happy to yap about the rats <3

(i have an embarrassing about of lore about these rats)

i already mentioned a few things in these replies:

gaul's beef w/ felix & where the rat obsession started

clemmie is tired of felix's rat shenanigans

reference to livia worshipping taylor swift

max making sure the rat parade was not broadcast

expanding on those:

felix's rat obsession started shortly after his parents' deaths as a coping mechanism that no one addressed until it was too late & felix was irrevocably attached

it was still war time so there were a lot of rats around on the streets and felix had somehow managed to capture one (aesop) to keep as a pet turned support animal

max (president) was pretty concerned about the whole thing, but between the grief of losing family members and the ongoing war, he basically went 'kids will be kids ig' and let felix be

felix originally calling aesop 'mr rat' and would read him some stories (aesop's fables) to help him go to sleep bc that's what his parents would do to help him sleep when he was younger

aesop was named as such because he went 'storybooks' -> 'rat that helps me sleep' -> 'perfect name :D'

max (president) did have gaul 'check' aesop (without felix's knowledge) once it was brought to his attention that felix was letting aesop sleep in his bed bc he did not want felix to be killed off by a potentially diseased rat

(is aesop the same rat that felix originally caught? maybe. maybe not. gaul certainly isn't saying whether she modified aesop or gave a mutt replacement. maybe the rat she melted on their field trip as nine-year-olds was the original aesop. again, gaul certainly isn't going to say anything one way or the other)

anyway, that's how all of felix's rats live past 3-4 years 🐀

felix stopped collecting rats when the war ended (eight-years-old) because max (president) was able to convince him that it would be too much of a hassle to have more rats once transitioned from homeschooling to a school with others. max was not, however, able to convince felix to get rid of any of the rats (his original intent).

when felix was younger, i like to think he had one of those little red wagons to bring all his rats along everywhere. by the time he reaches the academy, he just carries them in his pockets and/or lets them follow him on their own.

asclepius is his medic rat (named after the god of medicine) and the first rat that clemensia was introduced to. she was severely weirded out, but came around after an asclepius alerted a teacher when she was having an allergic reaction (strawberry allergy headcanon from medea)

yes, felix did make clemmie thank asclepius for quote "saving her life", which she did do. her thoughts on felix's rats after that event were basically 'well, i guess this is a thing.....this is fine....' which felix took to mean that she was an ally against rat haters (livia)

max (rat) was the last (36th) felix had adopted. it was just a few months before the end, and he quickly became felix's support rat. max (president) was not present enough in felix's life to realize felix had named after him under nearly a year later.

max (president) knew about albanus (rat) but was fine with it because he thought felix was just honoring a dead family member. max (president) side eyes felix's interactions wtih max the rat all the time. marius and gnaeus are just grateful that no rats are named after them.

side note: originally, this fic was just supposed to be felix's perspective, but as i was writing, felix's pov sounded too 'rational' bc of how much he was coping, so dill's pov was added in for contrast (and get an outside view of the rat-related insanity)

the rat parade happens at heavensbee hall. the people in attendance were the mentors and tributes (and, of course, felix's rats). max (president) did not attend. gaul was not invited. livia was also not invited, but she showed up because she was insulted that facet was given a personalized invite.

felix wanted it to be bigger, but that was the compromise that max (president) was able to negotiate felix into agreeing to. there were cameras that felix insisted on being there with the intent to broadcast the event, but none were actually recording.

max (president) made sure that none of them were on and told felix after the fact that they had 'malfunctioned' so the rat parade 'unfortunately' was not shared. felix is very disappointed by this and has to be comforted by max (rat) when he can't host a second rat parade to make up for it.

no one ever believes reaper and dill when they go back home and tell others about the rats. eventually, they just fudge the story to stop people from pressing them for the "real" story (aka "the mentors were convinced by the tributes' humanity from interacting with them and realizing how bad things were in the districts & dill's mentor was able to use nepotism to stop the games" - basically the same concept minus the rats)

i didn't have any solid ideas after that, but i like to think that felix visits dill in d11 sometime in the future and she has to awkwardly explain to her family that 'this is felix ravinstill, yes, that ravinstill family, yes, these rats are normal and please don't say anything against it to his face, please'.

and there you have it! 🐀🐀🐀

thanks for the ask abyssal! :D

[thisisntreaver]

Anyway remember how when swift and Walter are talking when you first meet the brigade and they bring up Daisy, Swifts love intrest?

You guys think she was there for his execution?

[onetiny-inkdropuniverse]

BINARY STARS: 100 CHAPTERS!!!

Read the latest update at: https://archiveofourown.org/works/63129163/chapters/161668021

AS A TREAT FOR YALL, I'VE MADE A SOUNDTRACK!!!

Every single song corresponds to the feelings/events/vibe of its chapter number, so you can listen & read!!! I will eventually be converting it to Youtube Music i think

I'm revealing my own music taste so hard lmao. I listen to too much of the Strokes 😭

Enjoy!! Take this as an excuse to reread your favorite chapters :)

1. "Between Love and Hate" - The Strokes 2. "Sweet Talk" - Saint Motel 3. "Lazy Boy" - The Voidz 4. "Locket" - Crumb 5. "Left & Right in the Dark" - Julian Casablancas 6. "Selfless" - The Strokes 7. "Change your mind" - CASTLEBEAT 8. "On Track" - Tame Impala 9. "Soma" - The Strokes 10. "Life is Simple in the Moonlight" - The Strokes 11. "Burning" - Yeah Yeah Yeahs 12. "Pointlessness" - The Voidz 13. "One Way Trigger" - The Strokes 14. "Japan" - Yot Club 15. "And She Was" - Talking Heads 16. "New Year" - Beach House 17. "Angry" - The Rolling Stones 18. "Brooklyn Bridge to Chorus" - The Strokes 19. "Ask Me Anything" - The Strokes 20. "Hang Me Up to Dry" - Cold War Kids 21. "On the Other Side" - The Strokes 22. "Social Cues" - Cage the Elephant 23. "Out of the Blue" - Julian Casablancas 24. "Space Song" - Beach House 25. "This Love" - Maroon 5 26. "Silver Soul" - Beach House 27. "Gimmie Shelter" - The Rolling Stones 28. "Gratisfaction" - The Strokes 29. "Two Weeks" - Grizzly Bear 30. "Restless" - New Ordwr 31. "Is This It?" - The Strokes 32. "Something Good Can Work" - Two Door Cinema Club 33. "Campus" - Vampire Weekend 34. "Sleepwalking" - Elderbrook 35. "Down Bad" - Taylor Swift 36. "Beast of Burden" - The Rolling Stones 37. "Maps" - Yeah Yeah Yeahs 38. "Good Luck, Babe!" - Chappell Roan 39. "Chances" - The Strokes 40. "Alone, Together" - The Strokes 41. "Moon Therapy" - Goodtime 42. "Stuck on You" - Dea Matrona 43. "Renegade Hearts" - Interpol 44. "Yes I'm Changing" - Tame Impala 45. "Barely Legal" - The Strokes 46. "12:51" - The Strokes 47. "The Modern Age" - The Strokes 48. "Welcome to Japan" - The Strokes 49. "Ode to the Mets" - The Strokes 50. "Birds of a Feather" - Billie Eilish 51. "Daylight" - Taylor Swift 52. "Lay All Your Love On Me" - ABBA 53. "What You Know" - Two Door Cinema Club 54. "August" - Taylor Swift 55. "Such Great Heights" - The Postal Service 56. "saveurprogress?" - Yot Club 57. "Last Nite" - The Strokes 58. "New Person, Same Old Mistakes" - Tame Impala 59. "Heart of Glass" - Blondie 60. "Why are Sundays So Depressing" - The Strokes 61. "Bad Decisions" - The Strokes 62. "Under Cover of Darkness" - The Strokes 63. "House of Glass" - Cage the Elephant 64. "Meet Me in the Bathroom" - The Strokes 65. "Pixel" - Yot Club 66. "Philadelphia Freedom" - Elton John 67. "Dowtown Lights" - Blue Nile 68. "Breathe Deeper" - Tame Impala 69. "Disciples" - Tame Impala 70. "Take Me Out" - Franz Ferdinand 71. "Sprawl II (Mountains Beyond Mountains)" - Arcade Fire 72. "You Only Live Once" - The Strokes 73. "The Eternal Tao 2.0" - The Voidz 74. "Always Forever" - Cults 75. "On Melancholy Hill" - Gorillaz 76. "Soma" - The Strokes 77. "A Different Age" - Current Joys 78. "Myth" - Beach House 79. "Not Strong Enough" - boygenius 80. "peace" - Taylor Swift 81. "All Wordz Are Made Up" - The Voidz 82. "Take 3" - Inner Wave 83. "Juicebox" - The Strokes 84. "Tesselate" - alt-J 85. "11th Dimension" - Julian Casablancas 86. "Comatose" - Low Hum 87. "Call it Fate, Call it Karma" - The Strokes 88. "Cigarette Daydreams" - Cage the Elephant 89. "The Dark of the Matinee" - Franz Ferdinand 90. "Taken for a Fool" - The Strokes 91. "Fables" - Interpol 92. "ALieNNatioN" - The Voidz 93. "My Friend The Walls" - The Voidz 94. "80's Comedown Machine" - The Strokes 95. "The Suburbs" - Arcade Fire 96. "Ode to the Mets" - The Strokes 97. "4 Chords of the Apocalypse" - Julian Casablancas 98. "Stay" - Rihanna 99. "Goodbye Yellow Brick Road" - Elton John 100. "Ready to Let Go" - Cage the Elephant