#Dorte the horse

[rorah]

Positive things to say about FEw 3 Hopes The extra support convos 💓 SO many good ones! I loved Ingrid and Marianne support so much 🥺

[silent-shanin]

🐴

[tedrickarflata]

another marianne (and dorte) page from my sketchbook

[tiabwwtws-art]

Mariannes

[cursedbluebird]

"Uh, happy birthday, Marianne!"

He's practising.

He's nervous and he isn't sure why.

He straightens his necktie some. Blasted uncomfortable piece of-- whatever. Whatever. He'll deal with it. Running a hand through hair slicked back, he heaves a sigh. What's a guy to do?

Anyway, he doesn't like sounding hesitant. It just isn't him, you know?

Brows furrowed at his self in the mirror, marquess departs with a huff to go find the birthday girl.

When in Fodlan, do as the Fodlan folk do-- and what Fodlan does on birthdays is flowers.

"Ah, a friend's birthday at hand, is it?"

"... Yeah. I guess?" They are friends, right?

The merchant winked. "Oh, I see. Fret not! What kind of flowers for the lucky lady - or lad, as it were - then?"

At once, Hector flushed, mind reeling-- "Don't misunderstand me-"

"Might I suggest roses?"

Roses?

Hector'd never had a mind to pay attention to flowers, not really. Gaze skipped toward the flowers in question that the merchant was so eagerly attempting to hawk. Sure, they were pretty enough, he supposed...?

"Sure...?"

"Red, then, yes? Twelve?"

Hector shrugged. "... How about all of the colours?" Girls appreciated colourful things, right? He thought back to the head of pink and the head of purple back home. And then Marianne here, with her blue.

"Yes, of course, let me- wait, what?!"

And so, Hector finds the elusive girl in one of the usual spots - by her animal friends. For a moment, he feels on guard - Dorte had better not try to eat his gift. "Oi, Marianne!" he calls over. Yes. Smooth. Exactly as he'd practised - except not. Eh. It'll do.

He practically thrusts the flowers forward in a marked absence of grace - but maybe his sunny grin makes up for it?

"Happy birthday!!"

[victorluvsalice]

Not-Incorrect Valicer Quotes, Valicer In The Dark Edition, Volume II

Smiler: [introducing the three Pillars to another gang] So I'm both the Slide and the Leech, Victor is our Whisper, and Alice there is our Cutter.

Other Gang Member: [looks at Alice with her modified Hobbygoat weapon, snorts derisively] That's your Cutter? The little slip of a thing holding a kiddie's toy?

Alice: [swings the Hobbygoat around a couple of times. . .then SLAMS it into the ground, making the immediate area shake and nearly knocking the guy off his feet]

Smiler: [beaming] Yes. Any further questions?

--

Victor: [opens the door to the bathroom, which they've recently managed to connect to the sewer line below]

A Raven: [is perched on the rim of the toilet, tail over the bowl]

Victor:

A Raven: [rawks at him]

Victor: [slowly closes the door]

Victor: [returns to Smiler and Alice in what passes for the living room] I have just discovered the possibly weirdest explanation for all of Elder Gutknecht's books not being covered in bird shit.

--

Smiler: [again making introductions to another gang] I'm the Slide and the Leech, Alice is the Cutter, and Victor there is our Whisper.

Another Gang Member: [eyeing Victor with a frown] So he's your Whisper? He looks like he was already frightened half to death by a ghost.

Victor: It's more one tried to marry me once.

Another Gang Member: [startled] That can happen?

Victor: [nodding seriously] She dragged me straight into the ghost field. Incidentally, there are seven ghosts in our vicinity right now.

Another Gang Member: [looking around very anxiously]

Smiler: [grinning] Just don't start reciting wedding vows and you'll be fine!

--

Alice: [examining some of Smiler's gadgets and alchemicals] All right, so, I understand how Joy Serum, Giggler Gas, your Tickler brush, and even the Hypnotizer wheel relate to your status as an Advocate. [picking up a box with lots of little light bulbs on it] But what the heck is this thing?

Smiler: Oh, that's the Flasher! I can press a button and set it on the ground, and a few seconds later it blasts an electroplasmic charge through all the lights that briefly blinds anyone looking at it!

Alice: . . .And how does that spread happiness?

Smiler: It makes me very happy to be able to run away from whoever's distracted by it.

--

Smiler: [doing introductions to a third gang] Alice is our Cutter, Victor is our Whisper, and I'm the Slide and the Leech!

Third Gang Member: How can you be both a Slide and a Leech at the same time? It ain't possible.

Smiler: Why my good madam, you're absolutely correct in noting that they are completely different skill sets! [picking up their suitcase of Joy Serum and snapping it open] May I offer someone of your very fine intelligence a sample of my delightful Joy Serum? I brew it up myself from glow orb juice and a few other secret ingredients. Guaranteed to make you feel better than you ever have before, with limited wooziness afterward! Only five slugs per syringe!

Third Gang Member: Five slugs?! That's a hell of a deal! [starts pawing around in their pocket] Yeah, sure, I'll take a -- wait.

Alice & Victor: [giggling in the background]

--

[Victor, Alice, and Smiler are all sprawled around Smiler's workshop grinning]

Victor: [to Smiler, very cheerfully] You know, you're really lucky that your alchemical accidents make us feel this good.

Alice: [nodding along, also super cheerful] Oh yes. This is marvelous. Though mind you, I am still going to yell at you once this all wears off.

Smiler: [beaming at the ceiling] Good thing I don't care at the moment!

--

[recurringwriter]

happy horse hursday

[german-enthusiast]

Scary scary German syntax... right?

The following sentence exhibits a typical mistake German-learners make: Heute ich gehe in ein Museum.

It's not conjugation ("ich gehe" is correct!), it's not declension ("ein Museum" is correct too!). The issue is "heute ich gehe". Correct would be: Heute gehe ich in ein Museum (or: Ich gehe heute in ein Museum.)

What's the rule here?

It's unfortunately not simply "there can only be one word before the verb"

German word order is so difficult be cause it is so variable. All following sentences are correct and synoymous (though emphasis shifts):

Der Opa schenkt seiner Enkelin zum Geburtstag ein Buch über Autos.

Seiner Enkelin schenkt der Opa zum Geburtstag ein Buch über Autos.

Ein Buch über Autos schenkt der Opa seiner Enkelin zum Geburtstag.

Zum Geburtstag schenkt der Opa seiner Enkelin ein Buch über Autos. All mean: The grandfather gifts his niece a book about cars for her birthday.

What do they all have in common, syntax-wise? There's only one phrase in front of the finite verb. What does this mean? A phrase is a completed (!) unit that can consist of one or more words (depending on the word class (-> noun, verb, …)) Typical word classes that can be a phrase with just one word are:

Proper nouns, plural nouns, personal pronouns, relative pronous (Lukas kocht. Busse fahren. Ich schreibe. Der Mann, der kocht, …)

Adverbs (Heute, Morgen, Bald, Dort, Darum, …) Most other word classes need additional words to form a full phrase:

adjectives need a noun and article: der blaue Ball, der freundliche Nachbar

nouns need a determiner (= article): der Mann, eine Frau, das Nachbarskind

prepositions need… stuff (often a noun phrase): auf der Mauer, in dem Glas, bei der Statue

…

A finite verb is the verb that has been changed (=conjugated) according to person, time, … All verbs that are NOT infinitive or participles are finite. ich sagte -> "sagte" is the finite verb ich bin gegangen -> "bin" is the finite verb The infinitive and the participle are called "infinite verbs" and are always pushed towards the end (but not always the very end!) of the sentence: Ich bin schon früher nach Hause gegangen als meine Freunde.

So: Before the verb (that is not the participle or infinitive) there can only be one phrase.

Since "heute" is an adverb (-> forms a full phrase on its own) and "ich" is a personal pronoun (-> forms a full phrase on its own), they can't both be in front of the verb "gehe" You have to push one of them behind the verb: Heute gehe ich in ein Museum Ich gehe heute in ein Museum.

Both of these are main clauses (Ger.: Hauptsätze), which in German exhibit "V-2 Stellung", meaning the finite verb is in the second position (after one phrase).

What happens if we push all phrases behind the finite verb?

Gehe ich heute in ein Museum? (Watch out: Gehe heute ich in ein Museum would be ungrammatical! The subject has to come in the second position)

It's a question now!

In German, question sentences (that do not start with a question word like "Was?", "Wo?", …) start with the finite verb (called "V-1 Stellung").

Questions, main clauses,… what's missing?

Dependent clauses!

The third type of sentence exhibits "V-letzt Stellung" or "V-End Stellung", meaning the finite verb is at the very end of the sentence. Ich bin gestern in ein Museum gegangen, … main clause -> V-2 Stellung … weil es dort eine interessante Ausstellung gab. dependent clause -> V-letzt Stellung If you want to practice this....

... determine if the following German sentences are correct. If not, what would be the right way to say it?

Der Zug war sehr voll.

Gestern ich war in der Schule.

Die Lehrerin mich nicht hat korrigiert.

Gehst du heute zur Arbeit?

Das Buch ich finde nicht sehr interessant.

To practice this further, translate the following sentences into German and focus on the order of words:

The boy gave the ball back to me.

I called my girlfriend because I missed her.

The girl saw her brother at the train station.

The horse, which was standing on the field, was white and black.

[cherrypikkins]

FE3H OC: Kitt Burgess (they/them) - Academy Phase Art

Featuring some canon characters :3

cw: mild body horror for some of the images

The first part of their backstory can be found on my previous post!

I've also included some additional support and quote information under the cut :3

Dining Hall

Flayn - B/C Support

Flayn: "I do enjoy having these meals with you, Kitt. …Though, not so much the awkward silence."

Kitt: "Better than awkward conversation, if you ask me."

Flayn - A Support

Flayn: "You should allow me to cook something next time, Professor! Kitt here agrees, do you not?"

Kitt: "You know I always look forward to your inventions, Flayn. But let's make sure it's something that the Professor can actually digest first."

Seteth - C Support

Kitt: "Look who emerged from the office. Don't you have work to do? Some poor soul to lecture about the dangers of falling from divine grace?"

Seteth: -sigh- "So that's how it's going to be. Very well, then."

Seteth - B Support

Seteth: "There's no need for those sidelong glares, Kitt. Can we at least sit and eat together in relative civility?"

Kitt: "Oh, I don't know. Can we?"

Seteth - A Support

Kitt: "Well. I suppose it isn't so bad sharing a meal with you every now and then." Seteth: "Any small amount of improvement is better than none at all."

Linhardt - C/B Support

Linhardt: "By the way Kitt, there is something I've been meaning to ask you-" Kitt: "Do you really expect me to split my attention between the food on my plate and the topic you have in mind?"

Linhardt - A Support

Kitt: "I'm glad that you're chewing your food in silence, but must you stare at me all the while?" Linhardt: "Oh, does that mean you're finally willing to hear out my questions? Wonderful."

Lysithea - C/B Support

Kitt: "I wonder if there's cake on the menu today. No? That's a shame." Lysithea: "You could have picked some other way to poke fun at me without getting my hopes up!"

Lysithea - A Support

Kitt: "Seriously though. Why is there never any cake on the menu? I want to know what all the fuss is." Lysithea: "Oh, alright. I'll share some of mine with you later. Then you'll finally know what you're missing."

Working Together

Flayn - C/B Support

Kitt: "If anything goes awry, I'll never hear the end of it from Seteth." Flayn: "Then we must simply see to it that he remains blissfully unaware."

Flayn - A Support

Kitt: "You've been pulling your weight a lot more these days. You're more capable than you look." Flayn: "Did you not think me capable to begin with? Truly, I'm hurt."

Flayn - Result

Flayn: "Did we do well? I think we did well. Please say that we did well, Professor." Kitt: "You're not going to get any honest praise acting desperate like that."

Felix - Picking Weeds

Felix: "For someone who's always avoiding the training grounds, it's alien to see you put in this much effort." Kitt: "Who says I'm avoiding that place? You're always there, so maybe it's you I'm treating like the plague." Felix: "That's… ugh, forget it."

Felix - Clearing Rubble

Felix: "I don't get it. I never see you at training, so how are you hauling more rubble than I am?" Kitt: "Excuse me? Sounds like you're the one who needs to train a little harder." Felix: "Unbelievable."

Felix - Result

Kitt: "Why the sour look, Felix? We got the job done. You even helped a little." Felix: "Hmph. I wasn't about to let you make a fool out of me."

Marianne - Cleaning Stables

C/B Support

Kitt: "Hello, Dorte. You look fine today." Marianne: "Kitt? ...Are you talking to the horses?" Kitt: "I've seen you do it, thought it wouldn't hurt to try."

A Support

Kitt: "Oh Dorte, we're really in it now." Marianne: "Kitt… That's not Dorte." Kitt: "…Wait, have I been talking to the wrong horse this entire time?"

Result:

Marianne: "Um. We finished, Professor. Kitt was the one who did all the real work." Kitt: "Oh, please. You don't expect the Professor to believe that, do you Marianne?"

Hapi

Kitt: "Just a little sigh, Hapi. Something to help us get away from all this work." Hapi: "Watch it, Kitty-Cat. I might actually take you up on that offer."

Result

Kitt: "I'm just saying, a monster showing up would have made things a bit more exciting." Hapi: "Would've been more of a hassle to deal with too."

Bernie - Clearing Weeds

Kitt: "Don't pick up any dangerous-looking rocks, Bernie." Bernadetta: "Wait, r-rocks? Why rocks? Don't you mean dangerous-looking plants?"

Result

Kitt: "We're done, Professor. Bernie did really well today." Bernadetta: "Hey, don't put me on the spot like that! Even if it means I get to have a little more credit…"

Seteth - Sky Watch

C Support

Kitt: "If you're going to lecture me, Seteth, I'm just going to look the other way." Seteth: "Actually, I was going to comment on how you seem to be putting in more effort these days. But… I suppose silence works just as well."

B/A Support

Kitt: "How about a race, Seteth? You and me, just like old times. Seteth: You know I will do no such thing, Kitt. Although, I suppose if no one is looking…"

Result

Kitt: "All done, Professor. Seteth did his best today." Seteth: "A little condescending, but I'll take it as praise regardless."

Generic Quotes

Dining Hall

Favorite: "Now that's an interesting dish. I can't wait to try it." Regular: "Do you ever get bored eating the same old thing every day? Makes you glad for the variety here." Disliked: "I don't hate this kind of dish… just feels a bit plain is all."

Gifts

Favourite: "For me? I must be dreaming!" Regular: "I'm grateful." Disliked: "...Is this a joke?"

Cooking "I know a thing or two about cooking. Can't promise that our tastes align though." "Back where I'm from, we did all of our cooking outdoors. Why don't we try something like that next time?"

Choir "There's no need to think too much when singing. Just do what feels right."

Tea Time:

Greetings:

"I'm here, Professor." "Hello there."

Favourite Tea: "Do you like this kind of tea, Professor? It's actually my favourite."

Expensive Tea: "Ooh, you brought the fancy stuff! For me? You shouldn't have."

Conversation Phase:

"Professor, did you know that you can use tea leaves to divine the future? Looking at your cup, I'd say… good fortune is heading in your direction!"

"How much do you know about Demonic Beasts, Professor? Oh. Sorry, I guess that's not something I should bring up over tea and cookies."

"You know, I often get super anxious when things are this quiet. But for some reason I feel perfectly calm when you're close by."

"I know I shouldn't skip sparring. But aren't you worried that things could get… I don't know, dangerous?"

"Whatever happens in this war, you're the one person I trust to set things right. Try not to let me down, okay?"

"I'm not fond of these small dorm rooms, but yours isn't so bad."

"The others may call me superstitious. But when the future is so uncertain, what's wrong with hedging your bets?"

"I try to be nice to everyone. But not too nice."

Observation Phase:

"Is my face really that fascinating to look at, Professor?"

"Just so we're clear, it's only fair that I get to stare right back at you."

"This scarf? I've had it since I can remember. I take extra care to keep it looking good as new."

"I always keep this knife around. With all due respect, Professor, you don't need to know what it's for."

Leaving: "I had fun today. Let's do this again some time!"

Thanks for making it this far! Here is a theme song for Kitt for your troubles. :3

Fast as you can - Fiona Apple

[theanimekid]

Heavenly Scent

Lu Bu x Warrior! fem reader

Synopsis: You have known Lu Bu since childhood, and you were always there thick and thin, and now your friendship is to be tested by the scent of the heavens itself.

Warnings⚠️🖤❤️: Smut ahead, biting, getting steamy in the hot spring.

A/n: we need more Lu bu Smut. So I did one.

No man can taste the fruits of autumn while he is delighting in the scent of spring flowers.

The smell.

It was the smell that made him so drawn to you. Of his childhood when it was just the two of you. Exploring the roots of your home and beyond. Until the day you were sold off to a wealthy family. He went looking for you on that day with a bouquet, wisteria, peach flower, blue marigold, and some cherry blossoms. Only to find himself in a devastating situation, you were being dragged to the ground into a cart by an older adult. Shackled in chains. His bouquet dropped to the hard ground. Shattered.

It was the smell that made him so drawn to you. Of his childhood when it was just the two of you. Exploring the roots of your home and beyond. Until the day you were sold off to a wealthy family. He went looking for you on that day with a bouquet, wisteria, peach flower, blue marigold, and some cherry blossoms. Only to find himself in a devastating situation, You was dragged to the ground into a cart by an older adult, wrapped in chains. His bouquet dropped to the hard ground.

He felt his heart race like a beating drum as he ran towards you, running, running, and running. But it was already too late as the horses ran out into the distance.

That day he swore an oath that he'd get strong and bring you back to him. Into his arms once more. But he will forever remember the smell.

But those were years ago, and he had gotten strong. If not the strongest of all men. He fought countless armies that no one couldn't even match his power. His army grew with every passing day.

But this day, he had finally met his match.

Another kingdom was about to meet its end, his soldiers were ready and waiting for their lord's command. With A swing of his halberd, he and his army began their campaign. 

Among his enemies was a woman. Who was brave enough to take Lu Bu head-on with her gauntlets armed and ready to smash whoever was in front of her. Their battle was fierce, neither side backing down before the enemy. Lu Bu couldn't control his excitement for finally. Finally, he has found a worthy opponent. Their weapons clashed while the world trembled around them. Only one will make it out alive.

After an incredible battle between who is stronger than the other, Lu Bu came victorious with his prize on his shoulders. Her. 

Months passed since he fought that woman and brought her to join his army. The first female he'd let join his army. It reminds him of someone else he knew a long time ago. As his army and Lu bu (who is not a big fan of parties) celebrated another raid, the woman stood out from the party. Her arms crossed along with bandages on her thighs, Hugging her flesh plump skin, and metallic thigh-high boots.

She felt exhausted, but she'd never shown it. She spun around and left the crowd to continue their celebration, not knowing that Th general's eyes followed her out of his army and into the forest. Later then, he started following you. She traveled deep into the forest grounds for quite some time, all the way to her secret hiding spot. Not much of a hiding spot but her place of peace and serenity. Wher only the cherry blossoms and wisteria trees grow, lanterns swing into the wind's soft embrace. She felt the memories wash over her as she continued her descent into the dort road. The memory of how she was sold off and forced to her only friend behind.

She stopped suddenly and turned her head, only to see nothing behind her. I could've sworn someone was following me not long ago, she thought as she turned her head again. Lu Bu hid behind a giant wisteria tree. He felt an ache in his chest. The tingle in his crotch. He wants to see, he needs to see, Just what lies behind that armor and steel, behind the mask she covers. He heard her footsteps walking away and took it as his cue to continue following her from a distance.

His mind snapped to reality as he watched the woman take off her armor. Each piece of metal revealed more of her tender skin, To the softness of her breasts that carry her chest. To the curves of her hips sway so delicately that she'll tease a man with them, especially a general. She finally reached the back of her mask and unbuckled the straps behind her, showing her soft and young face as her long hair fell behind her, touching the ground. Your lower stomach revealed your slight six-pack poking out in the skin. A body well built for a warrior like her.

 Primal desires were about to flood over him. He always thought about the type of woman you would become. But a warrior. With an intoxicating scent, with a body built on the battlefield. And with a beautiful face of that of all the Three Kingdoms. There's no distinction... he has to claim you before anyone else dares to think so.

He watched you rise and fall into the hot spring, your soft length fingers caressing your chest, your breathing while giving a sigh of relief as you stood above the water.

"I know you are watching, so can come out," you spoke softly, as you'd turned around with those innocent eyes sparkling like teardrops. Lu Bu steeped from behind the trees, his halberd in one hand and his other clenched at his side. Along with a smug smile on his face. And, eyes staring down at you like a quarry. And if you're his prey, that makes him a predator. 

he couldn't waste any more of this, he impaled the halberd into the dirt, the clothing came afterwards and marched his way to you. You were the first to make a move and slowly guiding your fingers across his giant chest while standing on your tippy toes to. Exploring every inch of flesh and tattoo on his giant form, The giant felt your fascination through your fingers, he felt a prideful smile on his face. HE grabbed our hands and picked you up from the helm of your ass, and gave it a nice squeeze.

You gasped as he shoved his lips to yours, a rough yet passionate kiss. He sat in the water, his lips still locked with yours as he felt something at your entrance. He unlocked the kiss to hear the beautiful sounds of your voice as he thrust into you repeatedly. Hitting your g-spot every time, you felt as though he'll split you into two. As he pounded into you, his fangs marked the valley of your breasts, his h iron grips at your hips to keep up with his pace

The hot spring shook as he still continued to drill into you without rest, the sound of your voice chanting his name over a thousand times. You felt your body completely come undone as you reached your climax, now seeing stars. A couple of thrusts and grunts later it was his turn to come undone. Both panting, as he fell on his back and you with it. The flying general smiled as you laid on his chest, exhausted, and still impaled on his manhood. You looked at your general who was smiling at you.

"Something amusing, general?", you asked regaining your composure.

" Thinking about I should've done this sooner after we fought". He added.

You scoffed, " Still a cocky asshole I came to be friends with".

"Yet you slept with this cocky asshole".

You rolled your eyes and laid on his chest. flustered, "Shut up".

He took his large hand and caressed your back as he looked to the sky, the stars shining above the two of you. He'll thank the heavens for reuniting with his no longer friend, but a lover and future wife.

A/n: Who shall I write next?

[sevarix-blogs]

happy horse hursday from dorte

[knightofgalatea]

Jury's Out!

Ingrid’s normal fictional fare was stories of courage and bravery, heroes and noble lords and ladies. Yet at the behest of one of her classmates, she’d tried her hand at reading something a little new, a series of books that had recently surged in popularity. They were mysteries mostly, with the addition of rudimentary investigation, culminating in trials held against formidable legal opponents.

It was not something Ingrid would have picked up of her own free will, preferring instead to read of more heroic exploits, of powerful kings and valiant knights. But once she’d cracked open the cover of the first book, she had been utterly hooked, something about the fast pace of the writing drawing her in and refusing to free her from its hold.

She read through the first book quickly, and had grown utterly dismayed when she’d learned that the monastery library did not have the next few books available, with a waitlist so long for even just book two it could have encompassed the entirety of the Galatea lands.

So she did the next best thing, heading to the closest bookstore in the town below the monastery when she had a day free from classes and training. Whether she bought all of the books in the series was entirely between her and the goddess, but she would be lying if she said she’d only purchased one book.

It was about halfway through the series that Ingrid wondered about the usefulness of such a system. Two opponents battling with their words, trying to prove that their arguments were most valid, were most just. It was a system wholly new to her, and the novelty of the system was no doubt partially responsible for her interest in the series, and for how she’d been swept away in the current of its popularity along with what felt like nearly half the school.

But thinking on the applications of a judicial system such as what was written in the books kept her focused well past finishing her next read. She even found herself daydreaming, practically dozing, her focus nowhere near the assignments she needed to complete for class as she turned over the fictional law system in her mind over and over.

Could it work? It certainly seemed like it could. But if it could work, how could it be applied? And how would one get someone to defend people suspected of crimes? How would one even find someone eloquent enough to make such a case before a crowd?

It was a question that baffled Ingrid, who much preferred her actions to her words. She was not a poor speaker by any means, but it did not always feel natural, not like whens he was sparring, or when she was performing small acts for her friends. That was as simple as breathing, and it did not fail her the way words sometimes did.

Her curiosity plagued her for days, until she remembered that Marianne’s adoptive father was renowned as a phenomenal orator. He could speak with ease to so many of even the most frustrating of nobles. And Marianne was clever, and kind, and although she was quiet there was certainly much more lurking beneath the depths of her often grey countenance.

It was then that Ingrid made an impulsive decision, closing her book and setting it to the side as she bolted from her room. She raced down the steps from the dormitory, bolting across the cobbled ground of the monastery towards the stables. There were few places Marianne would be, and the sun was high and the air was warm, which meant that even she would likely be out, no doubt brushing down Dorte and some of the other horses housed in the stables.

Sure enough, perched like a bird on a stepstool next to Dorte, Marianne was murmuring softly, something Ingrid could not quite make out.

“Marianne!” She shouted to her friend, pushing her way into the stable, breathing in the sharp smell of hay. “Marianne, you know those books that have been popular lately?! The ones by Shane les Parodee?!”

She was breathless, but she didn’t give her friend a chance to respond. “So I’ve been thinking at great length over the legal system in the novels, and I was trying to figure out how someone could be eloquent enough to defend cases in such a system. Do you know what I’m talking about?!”

She was far too excited for her own good, but an idea was already brewing in her mind, beyond just speaking with Marianne on the details. Perhaps she could get some pointers, and then perhaps she could set something up, something that would make it possible to hold a fake trial much like in the books.

Ingrid clapped her hands together, feeling strangely giddy. Maybe she could even rope Marianne into it as well, which would surely create a fantastic opportunity for them to strengthen their shared bonds, so they could become better friends, better allies in the battlefield and in the future of their world. “What do you say?”

@cursedbluebird

[madefate]

❛ if you’ve got a problem with the way i handle things, just say so. ❜ (nikolette for marianne) / @nobleburn

❝ O - oh, no, I - ❞

Truth be told, Marianne hadn't even entertained the possibility that Nikolette would notice her; she had been content to tend to Dorte, remaining as invisible as she could, even when the relative quiet of the stables was partially broken by the other's entrance. Marianne had only glanced up for a moment, driven by sheer instinct - and then she'd paused.

Perhaps it is simply a quieter and more foolish curse that she will always be at least a little mesmerized by the sight of someone tending to their horse.

Her fingers had stilled against Dorte's nose, the faintest smile at her lips, feeling a moment of peace amidst the maelstrom of life at the monastery - the maelstrom of every moment of her life poised on the precipice of disaster. Still, she's not surprised when Nikolette assumes the worst of her --- had she given off some terrible aura yet again ? Marianne presses herself against Dorte's side as she fumbles for the words - and then, when they fail her, her bag.

It takes a moment to extract an extra apple from its depths, and another to gather the courage and offer it out. ❝ I only thought, that I had ... extras ... if your horse would - like one ... please forgive my assumption. ❞

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[thetrial]

book asks !! how about 2 + 10 + 12 + 17? 👀

hiiii sorry for taking so long i'm back home again. thank you <3

2. Did you reread anything? What?

i did reread a few books; i made a valiant effort to read some books in german (der prozess, momo), a few books i read in highschool with very little recollection of them (maurice, giovanni's room, un homme qui dort). i also reread the haunting of hill house for a last-minute book club discussion

10. What was your favorite new release of the year?

:/ i don't really read new releases so by default arboreality by rebecca campbell (which was great!). i also started reading flux by jingwoo chong a few days ago and it's promising

12. Any books that disappointed you?

loads of meh reading experiences but untypically this year i put a book down if i wasn't enjoying it so i t have a record. of the ones that still had some compelling quality to them despite the disappointment and i finished: drownhe world by shelley parker-chan (+ to a lesser retroactive extent, she who became the sun), the death of ivan illyich by lev tolstoi (surely i will find war&peace to be mote enjoyable) my annihilation by fuminori nakamura, all the horses of iceland by sarah tolmie, moby dick

17. Did any books surprise you with how good they were?

moby dick LOLITA. i didn't plan to read it ever but what a book. moby dick also >:(

[cursedbluebird]

Ingrid woke bright and early, just as she did every day. And then she dressed, brushing her hair and tying it back so it did not get in her way, the same as every day. The difference was that today was a particularly special day, today she was radiating with excitement.

Because today was one of her friend's birthdays. And although Ingrid was not always adept at verbalizing her affection for her friends, bungling things more often than not, she was certain she had found a way to make Marianne's day a little nicer, to show her how happy she was they were classmates.

Flowers, of course, lilies of the valley, freshly cut that she had procured from the market in the town just beyond the monastery. And she had also found a beautiful notebook, bound in deep sapphire leather and embossed with shimmering gold flowers that curled over the cover and the spine.

Marianne was quiet, reserved, and she often seemed lost in her own world. Perhaps something such as a beautiful journal would allow her to write out her thoughts and feelings, would give her some relief from whatever seemed to always weigh down her shoulders.

Ingrid gathered the gifts up in her arms, sprinting from her dormitory quickly. It was still early, which meant Marianne would be in one of two places; the stables or the cathedral. But her money was on the stables, where Dorte, Marianne's beloved horse resided.

She stumbled on the stairs, nearly tripping and falling on her face, but she righted herself before she could fall and crush the beautiful flowers.

By the time she arrived at the stables she was breathless, but she silently whooped as her eyes fell on Marianne.

"Marianne!" She called, her voice echoing through the quiet building. "Marianne, happy birthday!"