#eulalia writes

[eulaliasims]

Queer people have always been here and we always will be. Happy Pride.

[emilybrontay]

best beloved @philtstone tagged me in SEVEN SENTENCE SUNDAY so here are seven sentences from a future chapter of the grown up eulalia fic

Oliver would hate it. The thought gives her kind of a kick. She sips her drink and listens to her parents talk about Bea’s college applications and the baby’s art classes. It occurs to her that her parents actually like each other, like, as people. Every silence that falls between them is companionable, every tease is good-natured and met with laughter. When the food arrives, plates steaming, they split it like they said they would. Her dad always gives her mom the bigger half of the sandwich.

[rhaenyraslaena]

Duty is the Death of Love Chapter X

Dreams of Summer

Available Here: ao3

“It is not your fault that these men choose to be vile nor do you have the power to put them into their places.”

There exists very little certainty in Eulalia for her ability to soothe over the depths of the guilt that are burrowed deep within Baldwin –merely a teen with the entirety of a kingdom on his shoulders and the threat of a fatal illness that shadows each and every step.

“Two years. Two years and then you are able to take full power.” Her whispers are of gentle reassurance pressing against his skin, her fingers ever lightly pulling through the pale gold of his hair and with particular fondness for the curls that tease the tops of his shoulders.

“It will be much better when we are wed next year.” A mutter of admittance just beneath his breath and his glimmering azure bright eyes fluttering closed with the comfort of the stroking of his hair – a moment none too complicated, with only the two of them widen the gardens . . . But a moment of paradise. “I can wait for the age of my majority. . . But our marriage cannot arrive soon enough.”

[madame-fear]

She’s judging me as I write smut and use JanitorAi for horny purposes AHHAHA

[faydingrain]

Hallow

Rattling brought the candles to a tremble, then rocked the entire room. A few of the alumni gasped as they peered around frantically.

Holding himself together, John tapped on Cherry’s shoulder. “Hey. Could you, uh, hold onto this for me?”

“Huh, why?”

He presented a small slip of paper with writing foreign to them both. “I, uh…I’m afraid of tearing it. My hands are shaking. See?”

“Oh, I do see!” She firmly held the paper in her fingers. “Okay! I’ll be really careful with it! Promise!”

“Thanks. And…I forgot. What was your name again? I'm John Isaac De Cartes.”

“Nice to meet you! I’m Cherry! Cherry Price!”

“Nice to meet you too.”

Cedric quickly lifted his candle and released a puff, casting the claustrophobic room in darkness. Then, he laced a beaded necklace around his hands and began chanting a different string of words—a language that only Hestia (and to some degree, Lilith and Maggie) was familiar with.

The very ground itself felt as though it was rumbling. Banging upon the paper walls erupted from every angle, nearly drowning out the voice of the witch heading them all. Candles began toppling, sending the alumni to cling onto one another for balance and comfort as the sudden chill of the room crawled up their spines.

Cedric’s voice grew louder. Combatting it again was the sound of paper tearing as decayed fingers mercilessly clawed through. The moans of vengeful dead poured through the fresh tears.

As they were warned prior to the evening, the group all held onto their screams for dear life.

“Those are the last humans!” Eulalia cried behind the bloodthirsty horde. “Stop them and bring them to the plaza!”

Cedric’s face tightened as his chant sped up. Without breaking the circle, Clarissa jumped up and clasped a hand over Alina’s mouth as an arm burst through the wall and grasped for her. Decayed, blood-shot eyes peaked through the holes as more fingers scratched and shredded the thin paper barrier.

Eulalia emitted a pained growl. “Enough! Silence the witch!”

The smell of decay and stray flame permeated the freezing air. The assault on the walls didn’t cease in the slightest, but grew even more desperate behind Cedric. Sweat beaded on his face.

Without a word, Lilith signaled to Maggie, and they both placed a hand over his ears.

“Stop!” Eulalia commanded in a strained scream. “Stop this at once!”

Rising his words above the commotion, Cedric then raised the necklace above his head. A hidden blade slipped out of the handle on the end, and he pierced the ground before him.

Agonized roars deafened their senses. One by one, the beads exploded around the necklace until only the thread and dagger were left behind.

One last phrase came from under his breath.

Then, silence.

…

Only the distant destruction of the city surrounded them now.

As those holding their breath steadied their hearts, the witch released his grip on the knife and collapsed.

Scaretober 2023

Brisk Wind on a Dark Trail

Midnight Moon

Gargoyle's Watch

Cold Stones in the Fog

Spirits Rising

Haunted House

Witching Hour

Bubbling Cauldron

Candy

Eyes

Spider Silk

Feathers

Tail

Scales

Fangs or Talons

An Offering of Blood

Dark Ritual

Spook Scary Skeletons

Carnivàle Morte

Still-Beating Heart

Sharpened Blade

Mask

Looming Shadows

The Devil's Hand

Monster

Reflection in the Mirror

Rusted Chains

Stitches

Precious Jewels

Incantation

Halloween

Epilogue

[jezuschristsuperstar]

loving your fics!!! do you have any recs or personal favorite sydcarmy fics or authors you would recommend?

Heyyyyyy💗 Thank you so much, this means a lot to me🥹💗

Do I have any rec and favourite sydcarmy fics???? Yes yes yes.

My favourite Sydcarmy fics and authors🫶

Legacy- Anonymous (toxic sydcarmy for the win, absolutely brilliant)

True Blue- Littlemisslots/ @sydneysrissotto (I am genuinely convinced that she is Joanna Calo in disguise. She knows something that we do not)

Anything by @emilybrontay (her work is so beautifully crafted, thoughtful, and effortlessly hilarious. Queen of baby fics. She puts so much care into them. God bless her and Eulalia)

The Cycles series- MissAmyShay (not necessarily sydcarmy per say but it is a beautiful spin on what goes on in the show. It is deeply introspective and we get to see into all of the characters. In my mind this is season 3)

Anything by Oysterknife/ @purposechef (that's sydcarmy Jesus- general consensus)

Hands full of Plates- Thesuncameout ( Absolutely beautiful. Definition of a slowburn)

The Wild, Wild Berry- Blissymbolics (I think about this fic all the time. So horny, so much depth, so delicious, and I'm going to reread it today)

Anything by Charmtion (in this case both the Sydcarmy and the Sydrichie. The writing is genuinely so poetic and poignant and I always find myself sobbing like a fucking child)

Seasons of Sydney- shewalksoverme (I need an update otherwise I'll die)

Nothing but the blood of Jesus- glitterslag (might I say, best sydcarmy au ever. Holy FUCK)

His private joy- tvfanatic97 (check out her spideychelle tings too, just brilliance)

Epicure- Jane3yr3 (another beautiful piece of art that had me sobbing like a child)

Forever- noangeleither (I wish it was canon, I could sell a kidney and a chunk of my liver)

Is this alright?- Blissymbolics (I wish I could write sex as devastating as mother mane, I wish)

Heatwave- Daydreamgoddess (hot horny hot horny yes horny hot...horny)

Eating for two- Blissymbolics (okay anything by Blissymbolics)

Do you like me for me- ogagia (just pure sweetness)

Love Lies- anongirl233/ @sarahsays233 (toxic sydcarmy sustains me)

Wishbone- evilbutter/ @sanmarzanhoe (a profound character study on Sydney, her relationship with her father, loneliness and abandonment that had me crying in my living room at 3am)

Burning at both ends- Anonymous (not sydcarmy. It is sydrichie. It is so hot and so well written and I revisit it all the time)

Sydney, baby, use your head- Ceselle1024/ @ambeauty (so hot and so earnest, I live and I love)

And I can tell that you're my good girl- Mariyanas (HORNY BRILLIANT EXXXCELLENT AND YES SHE DOES HAVE A PRAISE KINK)

Again and Again- 2shytheshippy ( This fic lives in my heart. It shatters me. A brilliant exploration of their dynamic and how their relationship is a work in progress through sex whether ot be good or bad. This was one of the first sydcarmy fics I've ever read and almost 3 years later it still ticks within me)

These are such talented writers. So much power within their hands and I'm so lucky to have stumbled across their work. I have a lot more, I might make a part two🤗

[kiss4tell]

вℓαѕρнєму│simon riley au masterlist.

SIMON RILEY 𝑥 FEM!OC

TAGS: graphic violence, gore and mutilation, religious extremism and abuse, psychological trauma, paranoia and hallucinations, trauma bonding, sexual tension/situations, murder and death, psychological abuse, corruption, age gap. NOTE: this will be a story with multiple parts (expect slow updates cause your girl is busy). i'm taking a step out of my comfort zone writing this simply because i don't tend to write dddne content. however, if i want to broaden myself as a writer, i should be taking those leaps.

Blasphemy follows Eulalia Mandíbula, a woman haunted by a past steeped in religious fanaticism and abuse, as she tracks down the cult La Sombra Divina in the ancient city of Santiago de Compostela. This cult, believing that suffering and sacrifice are the only path to divine favor, has been carving a bloody trail across the city. Task Force 141 is dispatched to investigate, but their methods clash violently with Eulalia's—she's spent years unraveling this sect, and she's unwilling to let the military tarnish the work she's begun.

As Eulalia and Ghost are forced to work together, their mutual distrust slowly becomes an inevitable bond. In the shadows of the cult's horrific rituals and grotesque sacrifices, Eulalia's mind fractures, plagued by the echoes of her past. The closer they get to unraveling the cult's mysteries, the more the line between reality and nightmare blurs for her. What started as a mission becomes a spiral into madness, where trauma, guilt, and death interlock, and the true horror is not just in what's seen, but in what's felt—and buried.

MOODBOARD (pinterest link).

PLAYLIST (spotify link).

WATTPAD (this is where you be able to read in a more organized manner instead of bouncing around. i'll also be making an a03).

[shinebrightsatellite]

hello and happy day to those of you just getting in from my home blog and from the search , my name is leggy and i am a self shipper cozying up in the dragon prince fandom with my [insert] and my metaphorical hot tea .

if you would like to know anything about mod or insert all you have to do is drop an ask and i will write back to you promptly : do not be afraid to gush to me on my og home blog at the tag below , huzzah !!

owner : kiviships | @kivishipps - dni

THIS USER SHIPS WITH AARAVOS TDP

insert - eulalia of eurydice // doubles dni (please)

twenty - two | abro neptunic , gender queer | disabled

my promo !! music — star spangled // glittering gold

[maya-chirps]

List of 19th Century Filipino Female Given Names

I've been looking through some old baptismal records and marriage registries and I thought I should give a list of given names I was able to see from records from the early to late 19th century just for funsies if anyone wants to see names that were used at the time.

Magdalena appeared more than I expected and I did see Maria a lot but not as much as I thought it should've appeared as.

It's also pretty common to have shortcuts in writing names especially in earlier 19th century records such as writing "Magᵃ" instead of "Magdalena" and "Mᵃ" instead of "Maria" which may be because it was much harder to get more paper but this seems to have been dropped from the mid 19th century onwards.

I'll update this when I get more records and find more names.

This is the female list and you could find the male list of names here.

A

Alefonza

Alejandra

Alfonza

Amalia

Ambrocia

Ana

Anacleta

Ancelina

Andrea

Angela

Apolinaria

Augna**

Arcadia

B

Barbara

Beanarda

Beancia

Benigna

Benita

Bernanda

Brigida

C

Camila

Candida

Carmen

Casimira

Catalina

Cayetana

Celerina

Clara

Clemencia

Clementina

D

Dolores

E

Escolastica

Estrella

Eulalia

Eulalla

Eulogia

Eusebia

F

Fausta

Feliciana

Florentino

Francisca

G

Geronima

Gregoria

H

Hilaria

J

Joaquina

Josepa

Juana

Juaquina

Juliana

Justa

L

Leberata

Leonarda

Leonisa

Leonora

Lucia

Luciana

Luisa

M

Magdalena

Manuela

Marcela

Maria

Margarita

Marta

Martina

Matea

Maxima

Michaela

Miguela

Modesta

Monica

N

Narcisa

Nicolasa

P

Paolina

Paulina

Pastora

Patricia

Peregrina

Perfecta

Petra

Petrona

Pilar

Policarpia

Prodencia

Prosesa

R

Ramona

Restituta

Reymonda*

Rosa

Rufina

S

Salome

Segundina

Silvestra

Simona

Simplicia

Sinforoza

T

Teresa

Tomasa

Toribia

U

Ursula

V

Valentina

Ventura

Vicenta

Victoriana

Victorina

Y

Ysabel

*Only shortened version found in entry **Not sure if this is the full name or a shortened version of the name

[bylerfanfics]

hiya! my byler fic isn’t finished but i swear i’ll have it done by the st5 premiere since i have big plans for it!! it’s an EPIC: The Musical crossover AU fic and as a matter of fact i literally just posted chapter six ten minutes ago lol

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64521934

Heyyy fellow byler authors and readers!

I just read the first chapter of this fic by @epik-bylerfan 💙💛 It's intriguing, I'm hooked!!

Also, no rush! I can tell that you're very passionate about your fic and that passion shines through in your writing. Please take your time! 🫶

Check out this super EPIC fic!

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Is It Really You, My Love? (4169 words) by epik_bylerfan, that_insane_gay_cheezit, KatherineSSfanficz Chapters: 6/40 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016), EPIC - Jorge Rivera-Herrans (Albums) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Will Byers/Mike Wheeler, Will Byers & Mike Wheeler, Will Byers & Eleven | Jane Hopper, Eleven | Jane Hopper & Mike Wheeler, Eleven | Jane Hopper & Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Mike Wheeler & Nancy Wheeler, Maxine "Max" Mayfield & Mike Wheeler, Lucas Sinclair & Mike Wheeler, Dustin Henderson & Mike Wheeler, Robin Buckley & Mike Wheeler Characters: Will Byers, Mike Wheeler, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Dustin Henderson, Maxine “Max” Mayfield, Robin Buckley, Eddie Munson, Karen Wheeler, Nancy Wheeler, Lucas Sinclair, Suzie Bingham Additional Tags: Inspired by EPIC: The Musical - Jorge Rivera-Herrans, References to EPIC: The Musical - Jorge Rivera-Herrans, Inspired by Stranger Things (TV 2016), Inspired by Fanfiction, Inspired by Music, Gay Will Byers, Gay Mike Wheeler, Will Byers is Whipped, Mike Wheeler is Whipped, Everyone Has Issues, Will Byers is a Sweetheart, Mke Wheeler is a Sweetheart, Sad Will Byers, Sad Mike Wheeler, Nonbinary Character, Nonbinary Will Byers, Mike Wheeler is a Little Shit, Mike Wheeler is a Mess, POV Mike Wheeler, Mike Wheeler-centric, Will Byers/Mike Wheeler-centric, Mike Wheeler Being an Idiot, Mike Wheeler Deserves Love, Mike Wheeler Deserves Better, Will Byers Deserves Love, Mike Wheeler is Not Okay, Will Byers is So Done, Title from an EPIC: The Musical Song, Will Byers Is Not Okay, I Will Go Down With This Ship, Boys In Love, Eventual Happy Ending, Idiots in Love, Work In Progress, Dead People, Everyone is Dead, Implied Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Don't Like Don't Read, Out of Character, The Troy Saga (EPIC: The Musical), The Cyclops Saga (EPIC: The Musical), The Ocean Saga (EPIC: The Musical), The Circe Saga (EPIC: The Musical), The Underworld Saga (EPIC: The Musical), The Thunder Saga (EPIC: The Musical), The Wisdom Saga (EPIC: The Musical), The Vengeance Saga (EPIC: The Musical), The Ithaca Saga (EPIC: The Musical), I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, No beta we die like Ody’s crew

Summary:

“Find that inner strength now, use that well of pride!” He motivated his men. “Fight through every pain now, ask yourself inside: What do you live for? What do you try for? What do you wish for? What do you fight for?” He motivated his soldiers.

The men repeated his words. “What do you live for? What do you try for? What do you wish for? What do you fight for?”

“Irenaeus, Irenaeus…and Eulalia…I fight for us, I fight for us!” He dragged out, yearning for the wife and child he left ten years ago.

What do you try for? “Irenaeus…”

What do you wish for? “Eulalia…”

What do you fight for? “Attack!”

——————— OR ———————

Mike has been fighting in the Trojan War for ten years. Now that it’s over, he must embark on a new and much more dangerous ten years of journies home back to his family in Ithaca…

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[eulaliasims]

Round 6: Farseer 1 / 4

None of the households are going to be played in order this round and I'm just accepting that at this point.

Anyway. River has moved out on their own. I probably should've left them with Orla and Maddan, but that house is small and also they probably wouldn't have gotten any focus this round with the drama that those two have going on. And wouldn't you know it, I forgot to roll a ROS for them until after I finished playing. 🙃

Drustan, I'm gonna lock you in one of the damn caves at this rate.

River has planted a new garden at their cottage. Working outside with the plants is good for their nerves; very soothing.

River is very sociable for a sim with two outgoing points. Throw a party this, want to go on an outing that and so on.

Just a friendly backrub between gal pals! Do we think Sun has noticed Jia is flirting with her yet, or has she inherited Norweni's obliviousness? I'm starting to think it's the latter.

Speaking of Norweni, she's also at the market today and getting shoved around by Shep. Shep, girl, chill a little bit, okay?

Norweni: Shep. I'm going to do you a favor once and assume you've been drinking, and tell you to go home and sleep it off. Got it?

Brigid swooped in immediately afterward to compliment Norweni, lol. This is not at all an obvious attempt to suck up to her.

Oh, yeah, we're supposed to be following River, not Seax family drama.

Anyway, River has slowly been making friends with people in the village, like their new neighbors, Helenet and Elmet, or Gede here, who they met at the summer festival. Gede is a very cheerful and smiley man!

[emilybrontay]

this is a littleeeee bit narcissistic of me but if anyone has any eulalia #fancasts i would loveeeee to hear them, i love talking about my girl! i can’t thank everyone enough for your kind comments <3

[kyuremking]

Absolutely love the Gold Saint Apprentices, especially since you included characters from multiple forms of Saint Seiya media.

While my knowledge on all the characters mentioned isn't the best (I'm most familiar with Classic Saint Seiya, Omega, and Saintia Sho, with some knowledge regarding Dark Wing), I can only imagine the absolute shenaniganry that is about to take place for some of these group choices.

Like, I can absolutely see Aldebaran (and maybe Ain) desperately trying to curve Harbinger's more 'sadistic' preference in fighting, with varying degrees of success.

Saga: So, how's your students progress going along?

Aldebaran: Technique and Cosmos training-wise, he's doing well. However-

Harbinger: I love to hear the sound of shattered bones, but my favorite is the sound of a shattering spirit. 🙂

Saga:

Ain to Aldebaran: ( *^-^)ρ(*╯^╰)

Ain: We're working on it.

Also, am I the only one who looked at Eulalia and instantly thought "Aw, Milo mini-me! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)" before the thought actually sank in? Like, can that be a thing, please, in Angst Pegasus? Some people just look between the two before side-eyeing Milo like, "We know...". Unless if you're going to write them as cousins or uncle/niece and its not public, that would be funny too. From what I've read, Eulalia also has a really close friendship Vassilios, which could either be good or bad for their teachers, since Milo and Aiolia seem to bicker when together, though they do appear to hold some respect for one another.

I can just imagine Marin suddenly become very elusive after being made Aphrodites' apprentice, much to his annoyance, but jokes on her - this gives him the perfect excuse to practice his 'surveillance/recon through his roses' technique 😤 (he is slowly losing it as is contemplating using Seiya as a hostage).

Sorry for the delay, my computer was dead.

I also love them and the Sanctuary really needs a way to replace their golden saints in case of death especially with all the wars there are going to be in Angst Pegasus.

Aldebaran and Ain have the student that Deatmask would like to have and Deathmask has the student that Aldebaran and Ain would like to have. Bad luck.

If you go to the post on the descendants of the saints of Pegasus, you will see that I already listed Eulalia as a descendant of Ganzorig so she is actually very distantly related to Aiolia. Let's hope that doesn't come out.

A yes as they have such young students the golden ones will have to organize the dreaded play dates and spend time together bad luck, I don't want to know how it will be when they have to organize for the children to catch chicken pox from each other. Actually Seiya was appointed as a candidate for Sagittarius to be the babysitter of the younger ones. It was Aiolia's idea.

Some golden ones are luckier than others because their students are older, Aphrodite is laughing at them all from his temple. Marin would rather do anything else than be a candidate for Pisces, she took the cemetery caretaker position for a reason and only took Seiya as a student because they really needed to hand out those 100 kids.

[thequietgryffindor]

Introducing Osric Bright, the reckless film director, screenwriter, and actor

Character Profile

Full Name: Osric Hadrian Bright

Nickname(s): Oz, Ozzie

Birthday: April 12, 1974, Aries Tiger

Age: 34 (in 2006), 52 (Currently)

Current Residence: Astoria, Oregon (perhaps he moves to California later)

Blood Status: Half-blood

House: Thunderbird (also chosen by Horned Serpent)

Wand: Ebony, Thunderbird tail feather, 14 1/4, unyielding flexibility

Patronus: Weasel

Strengths: intelligent, confident, creative, curious, charming, generous

Neutral: independent

Weaknesses: a bit cocky, reckless, impulsive, impatient

Likes: film, photography, walking through forests, exploring abandoned places with friends, reading, writing, theatre

Dislikes: asking for help, being talked down to

Best Subject: No-Maj Studies, Transfiguration, Magical History

Worst Subject: Potions

Third Year Options/Electives: Magical History of the United States of America, Native American Witchcraft

Extracurricular Activities: Drama Club, Poetry Club, SIFNIAC Club (Students in Favor of No-Maj Interaction and Assimilation of Culture) (Secretary)

Faceclaim: Johnny Depp (especially in Secret Window)

Fun (or Not so Fun) Facts:

Osric is the child of a No-Maj father and Magical mother. His father abandoned the family when he was 7 and his sister Miranda was 4, resulting in his mother's long period of depression. As he got older, he began to see his abandonmemt as a good thing because he never truly loved them.

Osric knows a lot about No-Maj technology. He is mostly taught himself since the age of about fourteen. He often helps out at the tecnology center on the Ulvermorny campus.

He can be quite generous to people he loves and is genuinely a fun guy to be around. However, people should be aware that they will be involved in his shenanigans.

Osric LOVES Halloween and goes all out in terms of decorations and costumes. He and his girlfriend Nellie love to wear couple costumes. His Halloween parties are legendary in Astoria where he lives.

Osric occasionally acts in his own films. One film stars him as a detective with a vaguely French accent. It is exclusively made for No-Majes which causes him to get in trouble with magical law enforcement who believe it violates the law that forbids showing magic to No-Majes. Osric argues that No-Majes assume they are only seeing what they believe to be really good special effects. Ultimately, the film becomes a cult classic with mysterious origins. By the way, Osric's character looks like Dean Corso from the film The Ninth Gate.

Osric is very prone to writer's block and burnout which causes him to sulk and eat a lot of junk food.

Family & Friends

Mother: Sibylla Francesca (née Shoemaker) Bright (fc: Carol Kane)

Renowned theatre actress

Drama teacher and therapist

Gives tarot readings on the side

Fully supports her son's aspiration to be a filmmaker

Father: William Jeremiah Bright

Younger Sister: Miranda Catherine Bright (fc: Linda Cardellini)

Herbologist

Embarassed of her brother's antics

Unlike Osric, Miranda is quiet, patient, and insecure.

Osric sometimes gathers herbs for his sister 💚🥰

Maternal Grandfather: Troy Everett Shoemaker (fc: Lee Marvin)

Maternal Grandmother: Eulalia Francine (née Mears) Shoemaker (fc: Piper Laurie)

Paternal Grandfather: Thaddeus Bright

Paternal Grandmother: Evelyn (née Jenkins) Bright

Evelyn occasionally calls Sibylla to check on Osric and Miranda but only started after her son William had already abandoned them which rubs Osric the wrong way.

Girlfriend: Eleanor "Nellie" Ambrosia Kingsley (fc: Heather Graham)

Actress and frequent co-star of Osric's

Fellow member of the Drama Club at Ilvermorny

Friend: Quintessa Torres (fc: Elizabeth Peña)

Fellow member of the Poetry Club at Ilvermorny

At first she creeped out Osric but then he started to appreciate her interesting way of seeing things

Pet: A tabby cat named Salem (after Stephen King's Salem's Lot)

Divider art credit goes to @adornedwithlight. Thank you!

[cocoscurios]

The Hour, the Spot, the Look, the Words Chapter Commentary

Chapter 7: The Gift of a Name

Elizabeth Darcy gazed out of the window with one hand resting on her gently swollen belly, her needlework having fallen quite by the wayside. Fitzwilliam read quietly in the chair beside her.

“What should we call our little friend?” she asked, breaking the silence.

“Melchisedech,” said Fitzwilliam promptly. He had not looked up from his book, had not smiled, but there was something in his countenance that spoke his amusement. I was making cookies when this scene popped into my brain, and I had to put down the stupid cookie scoop to write down the major points. 

“Oh, yes!” said Elizabeth. “Melchisedech Darcy is a charming name. And what if she is a girl?”

“Hephzibah.” Melchisedech was immediate; I went through several options before settling on Hephzibah, including Boadicea, Eulalia, and Philomena.

“You have been giving this some thought.”

“Indeed. The names have been considered and chosen for some time now.”

“You have quite a talent for it.”

They smiled at each other.

“Really, though,” said Elizabeth, “I believe I have my heart set on Fitzwilliam for a boy.” I mean, obviously-- even apart from the naming conventions of the day. And it gets a lot of hate, but Fitzwilliam is a great name and perfect for Darcy. I can't imagine him called anything else. 

He paused for a moment. “It is a heavy name for a child.” That is true, though.

“He would be named after the very best man I know.”

His expression softened, unexpectedly affected by her words.

“And should not a girl be called Elizabeth, then,” he said, “after the very best woman I know?”

“Elizabeths are forever called Lizzy and Eliza.” She wrinkled her nose. “You and Georgiana are the only two who never shorten my name.” The narrator ALWAYS refers to her as Elizabeth, no matter what her family and friends call her (Kitty, on the other hand, is both Kitty and Catherine). Therefore, I infer that Elizabeth gets nicknamed against her preference. Signed, a Courtney who gets called Court by acquaintances (to her absolute chagrin).

“You are not worried about people calling our son Fitz?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. BLATANT SHADE towards the writers who shorten his name to William, BTW. 

“I should like to see the person who would dare.”

“Bingley definitely would.” HE SO WOULD. Probably just because he thought it sounded fun, though. He wouldn't do it with malice. 

They laughed at the truth of this.

“So what do you suggest for our daughter,” he said, “if Elizabeth is unacceptable?”

“I thought she should be Anna.”

“It seems rather unfair to choose names to honor only my side of the family. Why not Jane?”

“Perhaps for our next daughter,” she said. “I suspect that each of my sisters will end up with a Jane eventually. But I have always liked the name Anna, it has nothing to do with you.” She nudged him playfully. “I had a doll called Anna. I am sure she is still around somewhere at Longbourn.” Shout out to my childhood Raggedy Ann, rechristened Anna because I thought it sounded prettier. 

“I apologize for my presumption.”

“You are forgiven.”

“You asked my opinion, Elizabeth,” he said wryly, “but it seems as though you are quite settled already.”

“I am,” she said, her nose in the air, all mock imperiousness. Then, more seriously: “Do you dislike my choices?”

“No,” he admitted. “I confess, I rather liked Elizabeth for a girl, but now I think I would prefer that only one woman in my life bear the name.” OBVIOUSLY he's going to know more than his one Elizabeth; we are merely judging Important Elizabeths. 

[faydingrain]

Eulalia Blackshaw

Across the isolated city of Featherfall, chaos erupted. Ghosts and ghouls burst through doors and walls, terrorizing inhabitants and corralling them all to the center of town. Pipes were burst, cars disabled, sparks aggravated flames. Emergency sirens were the only sound that could rival the screams mixed with wispy war cries of the stampede.

Eulalia watched them all from atop a tower, light green eyes still burning with hatred for their living counterparts. One of her entourage quietly approached and gave his report. “It’s going slower than anticipated, but we’re making progress.”

“So long as it can be done by the end of the night.”

“It shouldn’t be an issue.”

“...Good.” Flames licked the sky as smoke began shrouding the brilliant moon. “By the end of the night, every single human should be in town square as planned.”

“We will try—”

“I will not wait another 19 years,” she hissed.

“We may amass more premature casualties if we're too hast—”

“What did I just say?​”

“Of-...Of course…”

She rose to her feet, thin braids swaying along her back. “You will have them there by the end of the night.”

“Yes.”

“Then leave, and begin preparations for The Slaughter.”

Scaretober 2023

Brisk Wind on a Dark Trail

Midnight Moon

Gargoyle's Watch

Cold Stones in the Fog

Spirits Rising

Haunted House

Witching Hour

Bubbling Cauldron

Candy

Eyes

Spider Silk

Feathers

Tail

Scales

Fangs or Talons

An Offering of Blood

Dark Ritual

Spook Scary Skeletons

Carnivàle Morte

Still-Beating Heart

Sharpened Blade

Mask

Looming Shadows

The Devil's Hand

Monster

Reflection in the Mirror

Rusted Chains

Stitches

Precious Jewels

Incantation

Halloween

Epilogue