#i love medieval stuff. SO MUCH

[aldercaps]

We went to MEDIEVAL DAY at the local museum and it was so much but I am so happy

We got to see blacksmithing! Someone was making an armour stand! I chatted to him about butted vs riveted mail! I got to do a little bit of tablet weaving AND got directions to a weaving group that meets at the same place as where the blacksmithing classes are held!! I got to talk about looms and spinning with fibre people!!

We had mulled wine and listened to a flute and nyckelharpa performance AND to top it all off we went to a viewing of the princess bride where we were encouraged to yell lines back at the screen and I got to introduce my friends to a new friend from art school and I want to set up my frame loom for tablet weaving AS SOON AS POSSIBLE (when I get back from dinner)

[royaltea000]

Two young knights

[chiropteracupola]

The love of the Wanderer is to wanderers.

[good-beanswrites]

Fe Aspec Week Day 4: Acceptance

This week on I Accidentally Made Myself Sad With My Own Angst :( As much as I know Forsyth would be the most accepting person in all of Valentia, I think his own insecurities/mindset would cause a bit of tension during his childhood with Python. It has a happy ending but I wanted to explore just a bit of that first...

“Python!” 

Forsyth’s tiny hands trembled, clutching the gift that he’d bought with his very own money. His father didn't need to know.

Python scrambled down the big oak tree to meet him. He tugged at the dress his father probably made him wear for the holiday. His hair had already come loose from it's braid, likely caught on the twigs and leaves of the tree. Forsyth waited anxiously at it's base for him to come down.

When he arrived, Forsyth shoved the box forward. He startled both of them with the force of it.

“I – I – I have this. For you. Will you – I mean – I would –” Forsyth’s cheeks burned red. It was clear what he was asking. There would be no other reason you’d give someone a perfectly wrapped package of sweets on the Day of Devotion unless you were asking them the question.

Python looked down at it. The two had been friends for so long, it took only a second for Forsyth to understand exactly what it meant. 

“Oh…” He felt his stomach twist up in a knot. His throat started to constrict. “I know Father doesn’t like you, but he doesn’t much like anyone. S-so we can make it work!”

“Fors…”

“We could keep it a secret!” Then, in desperation, “we could – we could run away together!”

“Fors!” Python whined. “C’mon, you know we’re too young for that!” With one hand he took the chocolates, and the other took Forsyth's arm. “We’re supposed to be climbing trees and playing pranks on Teacher – not doing gushy grown-up love stuff.”

Forsyth bit his lip. He didn’t think it was gushy at all. He didn’t trust his voice to speak; with one word he may just start bawling right here. The last thing he needed was to be scolded for being so emotional. 

Python beamed as if he hadn’t just shattered Forsyth’s heart into a million pieces. “Let’s just take it slow, okay? We’ll have plenty of time for all that when we’re older, okay?”

He coaxed a small nod from Forsyth.

“Speaking of! I heard Teach left the schoolhouse window open – have I got the perfect plan! We’ll share the chocolates after, okay? You’re my best friend, we should split them.”

I don’t want to split them. Forsyth let himself be tugged along. I wanted to give them all to you. To give everything to you.

He grit his teeth as they ran. He wasn’t the type to accept defeat after a small setback like this. So, Python wasn’t ready. That was fine. One day he would be. And Forsyth would be there. It was like every book he’d read: the steadfast knight would get the beautiful lover, if he was just patient enough.

He said a quick prayer to Mila, that one day they’d stop being friends, and true love would win out.

—

“Python!”

Forsyth’s hands trembled, his fists balled up in fury. 

“I am sick and tired of this.”

“Oh you’re tired of this? Then quit fucking confessing every single year. Every year it’s the same speech, and the same shitty plan to run away together. We’re not in some fairy tale, Fors. Just give it up.” Python moved to take a sip from his drink, turning his back. Though they’d both come of age, it wasn’t ale. Though it wasn’t ale, they both spoke as loudly as if they’d each had a barrel to drink. It was a good thing Python’s father was out all night; there was no one in the tiny house to hear them argue.

Forsyth grabbed the cup away before he could take a sip. It earned him a hard look, but a direct one. “I’m not tired of confessing, I’m tired of this type of disrespect!” He placed the drink down a foot away. “You can’t just be honest with me and tell me why I’m not good enough for you – it’s infuriating!”

“I am honest. I’ve told you, this has nothing to do with you. It’s me who–”

“Oh-ho, don’t give me that tired cliche! Every year, it’s another cryptic excuse, another roundabout lie!” He flung his hands in wild gestures, his voice pitching. “You say you’re not ready for commitment, yet you spend every day with me regardless. You say you would make a terrible housemate, yet you stay over at my home for weeks at a time. You say you’re not ready to be with someone, yet I catch word that you shared a bed with the innkeeper!”

“What, you jealous or something?”

“That is exactly what I am. And how dare you act like I’m the crazy one for it!” Tears threatened his eyes, but he pushed through. “I have been by your side your entire life, looking out for you, caring for you, giving all of myself over to you! And here you are, laughing in the face of my love! Like - like it’s another one of your jokes!

“Oh, you're jealous, huh? So is that why you do it? You do all that for me just to get laid at the end of the day? Well if you’d said that sooner, I would have happily –”

“You know that’s not what I meant!”

“Then what do you mean?”

“It doesn’t make any damned sense, Python!”

“It does, if you would just pipe down and listen when I –”

“Pipe down?” 

“Yeah! If you’d let me finish a damned sentence this will all make sense!”

“Fine then, go ahead and finish – give me one good reason why you don’t want to be with me!”

“When you’re acting like this I could give you a hundred!” Python swatted his cup away, spilling the drink all over the floor. He stormed out of the room.

A heavy silence fell over the house. Forsyth gathered his things. He left. He finally let his tears fall.

It was simple, he decided. All he needed to do was accept the fact that this relationship was going nowhere. Python didn't love him, and he'd just need to imagine whatever reasons he could. They should simply end things before they got any more hurt. 

End our friendship...

He cried through the night, unable to even muster a word to Mila. 

—

“Python!”

Forsyth’s hand was steady as it took the man’s shoulder. The pair locked eyes. 

“Run away with me.”

The wind rustled the leaves overhead. Usually the area was bustling with chaos as the new building was erected, but Python was the only one to stay back today. Forsyth would have teased him for the irony, if it hadn’t presented him with the perfect opportunity to ask his question.

Python rolled his eyes. “Har-har. I thought today was Day of Devotion, not Flostym Fools'…”

“Huh?” Forsyth’s expression flashed with confusion, then horror. “O-oh! Not like that, of course! Oh gods, I meant… the Deliverance.”

He spread his hands. “It’s clear we’ll never get the approval we seek to join. So I propose we do it in secret. Everyone will be distracted by the village festivities tonight. If we don’t come home right away, everyone will assume it’s for… the festivities. It will give us a reasonable head start. We won’t need to worry about them catching up to us by the time they finally realize we’ve gone.”

He looked eagerly to Python. 

“Heh, using all the hype around love to make our escape... you’re a true ally after all, Fors!”

Forsyth’s look soured. “L-listen. I swear, I would never ask you that again. I mean, we got over that years ago. I nearly lost you to that argument, and I shall never make the same mistake again. I know how much pain I put you through, and I would never dream of –”

“Hey. I know. You had a lot on your mind, then.” He let out a loud sigh. “Which is why I’m gonna come along with you. Somebody’s gotta help you find that special someone, right?”

“Do you mean it? Wait, what is that supposed to mean?”

With a hearty laugh, Python pulled him into a hug. Forsyth held him close. Reality may not follow a path like the perfect little fairy tales he read as a child, but that made it no less perfect.

“So… that’s a yes?”

Python leaned back so he could study his face. “You’re really serious about this, huh?”

“W-were you not?”

“Eh, I’m not serious about anything…” He offered his hand. “But I’m in. I’m always in.”

Forsyth accepted it, clasping it within both of his. He found himself too choked up for words, though he didn’t care if anyone saw him cry. He wiped tears from his cheeks and smiled at Python’s kindhearted teasing.

He thanked the gods that they would never stop being friends.

[styxnstars]

Aight. Introducing Johan's absolute dilf and stud of a father... Sir Martín! ❤️

(Click for better quality)

□ he/him pronouns

□ Bisexual (but prefers women) 💖💜💙 and recipromantic 💖🩷💚🤍🖤

□ 6'0" (he's very tall)

□ 38 years old

□ His birthday is on October 13th 🎂🎉🎊

□ His English is slightly broken, but he's also fluent in Portuguese (the Portugal dialect) and Spanish (the Spain dialect) 🇵🇹🇪🇦

□ He has two children, Johan (his son, 19) and Jandira (his daughter, 17)

□ He used to be married to Madame Soliana (his wife), but he's been a widow ever since she passed away 😔

□ Has mania and BD (Bipolar Disorder), but his symptoms aren't nearly as bad as they used to be

□ Is from Portugal, born and raised in a noble family and grew up in a fancy castle training to become a knight at a young age 🇵🇹

□ His last name is Barahona, a medieval Portuguese last name (Johan has the same last name as him).

□ He became an obedient squire at 14 years old, but then he became a very valorous knight at 18 years old! When he was in his 20s he used to train young teenage boys to become knights, including Count Tremaine! 🛡🗡

□ Has a very elegant sounding Portuguese accent and always has lol

□ He likes taking walks outside, hiking, looking for bones/random objects/artifacts, writing letters to Johan, spending time with Jandira, horse riding, practicing combat with his falchion sword, talking to Madame Soliana at her grave in England, horses, large wild birds, thunderstorms, and protecting his kingdom

□ He dislikes sitting still, people talking badly about his wife, not being able to see his children, feeling disrespected and worthless, admitting he's scared or afraid, cold weather, bridges over 500 feet above ground, all evil wizards and witches, not straight up killing his enemies (he's very dedicated to doing that), chickens, and not being able to give advice to anyone who needs it

□ Sir Martín has been a brave and courageous knight for 2 decades. He cares about and loves both Johan and Jandira equally, as well as Madame Soliana. He serves for a king in Portugal and is stationed there as well as Jandira, who fights alongside him. He's so efficient and focused on protecting his kingdom that he barely has any time to visit Johan. If anyone in his army is ever having a hard time or feeling down, Sir Martín is the perfect person to talk to. He's overall a very kind and understanding person but can be intimidating at times.

□ He LOVES to show off, making his stud traits very well known. ALLLL of the ladies, princesses, lords, and princes wanted date him, even when he was with Madame Soliana and now.

□ After Madame Soliana passed away, he became very mentally unstable and developed severe mania and BD. He became clinically insane and had to get help, he stayed in a mental hospital for 5 years.

□ Johan was too young to understand the situation at the time, but Sir Martín did unfortunately end up abandoning his only son due to his mental instability. Johan was sent off to serve for a king in France and his sister Jandira was sent to an all girl's castle in Spain. Sir Martín mainly did this because he loves them both and he didn't want to see him the way he was.

□ He currently lives in Portugal and is living his best life serving as a knight with his daughter, I'm very glad he got the help that he needed. <:)

[gailynovelry]

Finally finished it! Behold the baby boy and a dragon and some nice after-rainfall scenery.

[loriache]

your kabru meta is sooooo good thx for sharing

omg, thank you <3333333 !

this made me so happy to receive. i'm sooooo glad people like it!! I've been reading the tags and nodding thoughtfully. there's a great little community of Kabru philosophers on tumblr, I'm noticing. he's the people's princess. as he deserves.

he's just so crunchy to me. his motives are well realised and complex, and he's both deeply moral and altruistic, insincere and an incredibly skilled manipulator, saviour complex, othered since childhood, genuine love for mankind and kindness even when it doesn't serve him .... pragmatic to the point of totally sublimating his own desires, but still cares for others.... a ruthless killer........ ohhh it's like he was made in a lab for me actually i'm realising as i'm typing this out. like he fits the mold. allen walker from d.gray-man is the same type and he also made me ill back in the day. still does tbh. i just didn't realise because they're usually white haired anime boys - and he is so much better because he isn't one!!!

dungeon meshi as a whole, particularly the characters, definitely kabru, have got a hold on me such that i'm actually writing my thoughts up and sharing rather than .. or more accurately, as well as .. endlessly ranting at my friends and family about them. There's just so many intricate parts and it fits together so well! such a beautifully constructed manga.... I haven't had this much fun since I was writing my dissertation for my masters. well actually idk if i would call that fun lmao. this is definitely fun!! There Will Be More. you can count on it. and more art too.

Anyway thank YOU for reading my meta and enjoying it and coming to tell me so, you're the best and you made my day. MWAH

[0uterspacew0rm]

im such a dispassionate person. like im incapable of pursuing anything to completion or maintaining hobbies or delving deep into anything

[wollfling]

4 am and I can't sleep bc my joints are in so much pain 😒

[frankiedees]

duuuuuuude

okay so i just had a dream where arthur returns but instead of him returning in the 2000s he returned in the late 1700s/early 1800s and there were a bunch of pirates and shit it was so cool

another thing is that merlin wasn’t there when he woke up but guess who was:

morgana

and idk how but morgana was good again and they spent the entire time looking for merlin and they somehow ended up becoming prisoners (i don’t remember if it was pirates or the british peeps)

i have no idea how the rest of it goes but something i do know is that whenever they asked if someone knew where they could find merlin, they never knew who that was but when morgana started asking around for emrys they all got tight lipped or got all angry and shit

i’d like to imagine that the rest of the knights & gwen & gaius woke up someplace too and are also trying to find their way back to the others

[transmascnepetaleijon]

please god dont tell me my little brother is done with his fnaf hyperfixation and is back on his poppy playtime shit

[chiropteracupola]

*quotes bisclavret or something*

[gayandfullofdismay]

I am constantly having Thoughts about the Opposites Attract trope

[vote2]

Went back to lapvona decided to finish it. I don't think anything has happened this whole book 👍

[astrxealis]

i barely know a thing about starfield but i've been hearing a bit and i wonder ... hm ... anyway it's possible i'll get the game either way bcs iirc my dad is interested LMFAO <3

[keferon]

………..OKAY listen I know this looks and sounds a bit weird but..like…just imagine ummm fantasy and medieval aesthetic but with robots? And like…there’s some kingdoms and wars….and knights, who’s supposed to fight evil.

And robo-demons and robo-dragons and robo-magic. You got the idea.

And in all this - Blurr is a knight who loves messing with questionable magic so one day he summons a demon. I mean. On purpose. To serve him and help him fight and stuff. He’s pretty good at forbidden dark magic and knows all he need to know to control this demon.

The thing he doesn’t know though - the creature he summoned was once a knight too. And much much more knowledgeable in dark magic than him~

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