#nira: threads

[celestialshearts]

@seraphiqal liked for a starter! / nira to ???

"i don't think i've ever really seen you smile," nira murmurs, voicing something she's thought about for a while, but never really said out loud. "maybe i need to try and change that, i bet it's a really pretty smile."

[rominacortez]

@nirawuu

It's not like she keeps track of the people she's been in relationships with. Every few years when she finds herself realizing how fucking boring and lonely her life is, she takes a deep dive into facebook and into the lives of past flings. In theory, Aurora Bay should have been the town she avoided like the plague. Her husband had his fancy club here and it was where her ex remade their life without her. As if Romina hadn't helped with that.

So maybe walking into the crescent moon to get information about a piercing isn't just a coincidence. She doesn't look around too much, not to make it obvious she was trying to catch a glimpse of Nira. "I was hoping to make an appointment to get my Helix pierced. My name is Romina Cortez. I just had a few questions I wanted to ask a piercer." Her voice carried, gaze fixed on the receptionist while trying to remain hyper focused on her surroundings. "Do you have any available piercers? Someone named Nira?" When directed to their station, she turned to face them. "Hey stranger."

[delilahcarreno]

for: @nirawuu

where: crescent moon tattoo

How she'd gone from dropping off a check to being sat in Nira's chair with the smell of antiseptic in her nostrils, Delilah wasn't sure, but the little black dot on the side of her nose might as well have been a huge red siren the way the warning bells were going off in her head.

"This is crazy, right?" She lowered the mirror, having been staring at her reflection for far longer than this process probably required. "Be honest: how many women my age are coming to you to get their nose pierced?"

It'd been an idea she'd toyed with ever since her adolescence, an act of rebellion made less satisfying by the fact that her parents most likely would have encouraged it. At least at eighteen, she was sure she could have pulled it off, but at forty five? It felt on par with debating whether or not to get a tattoo across her forehead.

Sighing, she lifted the mirror back up, tilting her head to the side to get a better look.

"...it would be kind of cute though, wouldn't it?"

[grimmzee]

“The hoodie”

Inspired by a thread on Twitter (by Nira)

[inthecards]

In the Cards - Chapter 5 Release

In the Cards is a WIP interactive fiction where you play a budding psychic learning how to use your powers. There are currently five chapters released, totaling approximately 147k words.

After receiving your grandmother's tarot deck, you start seeing hints that not all is right in the world of the spirits and fae... and you're about to be caught up in the storm that's brewing.

You've always had psychic powers. Reading auras, speaking with the dead, and channeling spiritual energy through runes - these number just a few of the things you're capable of. It's not an unusual gift in the kingdom of Khepris, though it's uncommon enough that you've only met a few other people with such abilities in your small hometown.

After a plague sweeps through the kingdom, unrest bubbles up in the realm known as the Beyond, home to fae and spirits alike. A group of fae who call themselves the Butterfly Court are testing the boundaries between your worlds, and they don't seem to care what harm they may be causing along the way.

With a deck of tarot cards imbued with mystical powers in your possession, you're pulled into the struggle against the Butterfly Court. You must join one of two organizations - the King's Guardians or the Hounds - in order to fight back against this mysterious court… or risk losing everything.

Select your own gender and sexual orientation

Befriend or romance one of four characters

Specialize in different psychic skills: intuition, mediation, or concentration

Perform castings - the human version of magic - to subtly influence the world around you

Collect tarot cards and consult with spirits

Uncover a hidden plot that threatens the border between your world and the Beyond

Investigate the Butterfly Court by joining either the King's Guardians, an elite guard loyal to the royal family, or the Hounds, an alliance of fae and humans alike

Although romance is not the main focus, I enjoy a good love story as much as anyone. The main character is 16-17 for most of the story, so the romance won't go beyond PG-13. If you're not interested in romance, no worries - it's not an essential part of the story.

Since these characters won't make an official appearance until a few chapters on, I'll only post their names and tagline for now:

Deigan, the Stalwart Squire (m)

Deigan is the sort to only speak when he has something to say, and being taller than most, tends to strike an intimidating figure. In reality, though, he is quite kind and considerate, and believes in using his natural talents for the sake of the kingdom.

Odissa, the Sharp-Witted Sage (f)

Odissa is a firecracker with a wit as sharp as a knife and twice as dry. Despite specializing in runes and sigils, she's not the type to hole up inside and drown in text. She has ambitions to become the city's most in-demand sage and the drive to make it happen.

Rekai/Reika, the Free-Hearted Fae (m/f)

R is young for a fae and enthralled with the human world. They enjoy traveling to different places and partaking in local cultures, particularly food and dance. They can get along with pretty much anyone and like to make friends wherever they go - but of course, that doesn't mean they haven't made a few enemies, as well.

Niran/Nira, the Gentle Acolyte (m/f)

Kind-hearted and patient, N tends to be shy, especially when meeting new people, but can be quite talkative once they feel more comfortable. They believe strongly in using their gifts to help other people. When you first meet N, they're studying to become an acolyte and later a priest of the World Temple in Tepar.

This game is rated roughly PG or PG-13 - some violence, topics around death (you're a psychic who can talk to the dead, after all), and other adult themes.

The demo can be found at Dashingdon. You can also check out the thread at the Choice of Games forum if you want to send me a message there.

Also, if you enjoy it, please consider supporting me on Ko-Fi.

[sae-mian]

22. How would they solve a one bed and two people scenario? Could they share a bed? Nira and Hana :3c

aha... Nira'sae "I don't deserve nice things" Mian VS Hana "you WILL have nice things" Winter... this is a funny one

(sorry this took so long to complete! i wanted to write a lil tidbit for it :3c i'll put most of it below a cut to save dash space)

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"I can take the floor."

"Don't be silly, there's plenty of room!"

"That-- I-i don't--"

Much to Nira'sae's continued dismay, Hana was already starting to disrobe - the chiton that covered his meadow of tattoos neatly folded and placed to one side. He was smiling at them - a gentle, easy thing. It had a deeply calming effect they were trying desperately to resist.

"I can make sure you're nice and warm this way, too, right?"

They blushed straight down to the collar, pouting. Seriously. They'd admitted they get cold at night one time. When they opened their mouth to make yet another fruitless argument, he tutted.

"C'mon, 'Sae," he coaxed, making his way into their personal space like it was his. Like he belonged there. Soft fingers grazed their cheek before threading into their hair - he had to reach, short as he was, but that didn't stop him. His eyes were creased at the corners as he beamed sweetly up at them, "...lay with me?"

Their flustered pout only deepened - but what could they do? Hana was as disarming as he was persuasive, and they were getting cold. Every gentle brush of his fingers through their hair drew them closer to giving in.

"Hana..." there was no fight left in their tone, just a warm, exasperated sigh.

He giggled, delighted, even as he took both their hands, pulling them back towards the bed.

[tsyllaes]

It's just a straight-up camel, nothing fantastic or anything about it. Camels exist because horses don't. I need something real world to be able to compare a makaki to so readers have some frame of reference for them, cos describing a makaki without anything recognisable to compare it to would probably make people think more along the lines of a horse, which they are not.

So, dromedaries are native to Raykin, where they're used as steeds and farm animals to pull ploughs and wagons and anything else a horse is typically used for. They're also farmed for their meat (which I'm yet to try, but the internet tells me it tastes not too dissimilar to beef but chewier, so they're mostly young animals that are eaten) and milk. Most Raykinian leather is from camels, with only the really tough stuff like shoe soles or armour being from niras. Their hair is also used to make coarse textiles, which is then used for stuff like canvas doors, door/floor mats, hessian sacks for grain storage and other hard-wearing materials. It can be spun into coarse thread and then woven but is most often felted.

Llayad also has camels but they have two humps, so I may draw a new one for Llayad, we'll see. They're significantly less culturally-significant in Llayad, though.

[nirapatelpsychologist]

“We live only once, but this one life has many faces in form of incarnation.’

-CHt. Nira Patel

Hypnotherapy bridges the gap in understanding the current Life day to day issues & with the Past Life regression therapy, it is one of the most important tool to heal them.

Real Life Case Study:

A corporate employee by name Amish, who is in his early 40’s (Name changed to keep the identity secret) approached me before few days. Amish was accompanied with his Wife Sunita, who insisted her husband to approach for a therapy and seek a proper psychological guidance for which Amish was suffering since a long time and he positively agreed to come for a therapy.

After the cognitive session which extends to couple of sitting, Amish was very positive about the progress and we were able to move ahead for solving the core problem area related to “PUBLIC SPEAKING”

During the deep trance the first memory of childhood appears, a very young 5 years old self which is being bullied in classroom because he was not able to answer the given question. He saw him self very helpless and being scolded by the teacher. This memory was very profoundly graved in his subconscious. After that many thread of childhood memories appeared, where he was choked and was not able to speak, if asked in front of people.

Till date this was hampering the growth in his personal and professional life. The purpose of the therapy was to deal with it and take this trauma point out of the system. Because of this his personal growth was blocked.

Though being on a good post and also with an excellent management skills the progress was stagnant in his professional life. It was due to lake of confidence to present his work.

Because of the lake of public speaking skills, he was not at the position which he deserves. After inner child healing and re-scripting, things got better, but still there was something lacking.

Few days later in another session of Regression therapy, a constructive positive change established in himself.

The change was, he experiences his past life. The year was 1656, he saw himself as a young 17 year old boy in the Middle East and he was sailing with merchants on a ship. But due to sea storm his ship was distorted & he some how could manage to survive and reached on an island. He tries to escape this isolated island but it was next to impossible for him to find any ship or any other sources to connect to the outer world. After many failed attempts he finally gave up and lives rest of his life at the island, all alone, with the feeling of loneliness and grief in his heart when he leaves his body and that lifetime ends.

Post Hypnotherapy session, after two months, one fine day I get a call from Amish, he sounded very happy and contented, with a joyous voice he said “Ma’am I got a Promotion” he also told that he could conduct all important meeting and presentation with all the required confidence, and he can now lead his team with full power. There was no looking back after that. Now he feels good about himself as a strong and self confidence person.

The above real life example shows that when you want to transform your life, there is always a time of healing and finding the right path, that’s all what it matters.

[violetren]

The Master of Puppets Chapter 18

“You can take her face-to-face?” “Yes,” Jakari said. “You sound awfully sure of that,” Hayami said. “That’s because I am,” Jakari said.

Trying hard to remember when gladiator pits were in relation to the migration to figure out if its viable Jakari could have given Nira that bad ass scar and if that's why she's so confident.

I could probably go back chapters but it's late and I don't wanna break away from the current thread more than it takes to write this because what's going on is so cool and interesting.

I don't think the timing quite works though. I have noticed that although Jakari has mentioned being in the gladiator pits she has never gone into any kind of detail about her time there. Just it's a thing that happened to basically everyone and so she must have survived it. Maybe she's just a renowned for the gladiator pits as Nira getting closer to Jaya and Saka skill levels...

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[foradnama]

the feminine urge of not wanting to be on tumblr rn but having no way to write actual threads with my original children whom i have the most muse for right now & not having the capacity to keep up with small talking new friends, it’s a rough tuesday

[celestialshearts]

closed starter for @hellsoughts // nira to bo-hyuk

"look, i know you like just being low profile, but being this anti-social isn't good for you!" nira sighs, hands on her hips as she stares bo-hyuk down. "you have lots of free time, so i'm forcing you to spend it with me, and we're going shopping, then having a nice lunch." when nira was like this, it was useless to try and talk her down.

[jq37]

The Report Card – Fantasy High: The Seven Ep 5

Through a Glass, Darkly

Welcome back to the Temple of the Earth Defiant where the girls and their magical horses (and one pony!) have found refuge from the strange, twisted, fae creatures that have been chasing them. The statue of Asha Hammerheart that Ost animated last episode is still alive and wrecking house on the remaining harpies and beasts that are foolish enough to keep fighting and the rest soon get the hint and flee. 

Ost does some healing (boosted by the ambient Hallow effect of the temple which gives everyone a short rest) and then, seeing the damage to the temple caused by erosion, starts using Mending to fix things up. Her friends help out too with Sam and Yelle being most effective--Sam by repairing water damage and Yelle by creating tree cover and other druid-y tricks. But of course, we can’t overlook Katja’s crucial addition of carving “A Horse is a Home” into one of the walls of this sacred temple. 

Anyway, the girls are nesting super hard, the horses are having their scrapbooking reviewing club (an insane thing that was established last episode) and then Sam asks a question. Did y’all mention something about a photo of me going viral? Everyone’s like yeah, but don’t worry, you looked super hot. That’s not the part Sam was worried about. What she’s worried about and what all the girls except Zelda don’t really seem to know is that Sam doesn’t really have a social media presence. So like, 180k and climbing views (as decided by a dice roll) isn’t really what she wants. She scrolls through the comments really quick and sees that they’re not awful but one person is like, “Hey that girl looks a lot like that character from that old show”. Which Sam doesn’t love. She says that she’s fine but also that, even without an Insight check, she’s obviously not. 

Sam kind of looks to Zelda to bail her out and Zelda is like, “Hey, I’m gonna delete this video.” The other girls follow suit, even though they don’t quite know what’s happening. When they have to split up to investigate, Sam has Zelda kind of bail her out again and they split up to go check a nest outside--Zelda waving off Danielle when she wants to go with. Ant and Yelle decide to check out a cache of some treasure they saw earlier and Ost and Katja stay with the horses to keep fixing the temple up. Penny initially goes with Ant and Yelle but rushes back to be with Ost and Kat when Ost discovers a hidden lock while she’s fixing a wall.

So, the girls are split up, let’s run all these scenes.

Antiope and Yelle

Ant and Yelle go see the pile of treasure (near the statue of dwarven paladin Yvonna) which they learn is like a “take a penny leave a penny” situation for weapons and items. They were left by adventures who were similarly chased here and you can take what you need as long as you leave something to help others. Like, “Oh no I only have an ice sword and I need flaming arrows.” It doesn’t have to be equivalent exchange, you just need to leave something useful.

In this space, Yelle feels a weird melancholy and like they’re within the watch of something vast and powerful. She tries to check for TK’s presence but rolls low. Antiope leaves her Kalvaxus killing shortsword and takes some really nice, white feather fledged arrows with mirror tips and an ax Kat wants as a present for her dad. Danielle takes a bandolier of potions (3 healing and 2 mystery I believe) and leaves a bunch of mushrooms. Some of them are psychedelic and Ant takes one because this is probably a good time to be high, right?

It’s not messing with her competence obviously though because she rolls a 25 on Primeval Awareness and gets a weird sense, like something is closing in on this place. And like something very powerful is bleeding, which combined with the chaos of the mountains might explain the weird harpies and the cat/dogs. But she’s high so she explains this is a very spacey, stoner way. Probably a good thing she’s with Yelle.

Sam and Zelda

Sam can fly and Zelda can basically walk vertically with her goat legs so they check out the nest. Well, ostensibly that’s what they’re doing. Really they’re just having a heart to heart. Sam thanks Zelda for saving her ass and apologizes profusely for being so short with her. Zelda gives her a huge mid-air hug and says it’s not a big deal because she knows Sam is just lashing out because she’s hurting but Sam says it’s not a good enough excuse and she’s truly sorry. It’s been her coping mechanism for so long but she doesn’t want to be that way. She tells Zelda that the Everpetals are divorcing and that she’s living alone and Zelda says that any one of the girls would be happy to have her stay with them. Sam further explains that this is a big part of the reason she’s been so broken up about the possibility of their group splitting up and Zelda immediately takes out her crystal and texts her “I’m in” in the thread, breaking Sam again. 

Since they’re in heart to heart mode, Sam tells her that she talked to her bio-mom and an agent and she’s not sure what to do. Zelda says that she’s gonna be spectacular no matter what she does and she doesn’t have to do any of them but it’s cool doors are opening for her but also Antiope and Penny are gonna be PISSED that she’s out here making side plans after she gave them so much shit for theirs. Lol, well it’s a nice moment in the meantime and we cut to…

Penny, Ost, and Katja 

While Penny is lockpicking (and also trying to teach one of the horses to lockpick because sure) Katja and Ost go talk to the statue of Asha Hammerheart. It seems to be animated with at least some level of her true consciousness from beyond the grave and that she can kind of woge into her statue when she wants, which is cool. She’s been there for like 250 years so that’s a lot of history to see. 

Ost is maybe the most polite we’ve ever seen her talking to Asha (at least to begin with lol) and they ask her about TK. Asha says she saw TK show up 12 years ago but she never left, at least not through the front door. And then about 2 years ago (right around when they were in the crystals) that’s when the harpy queen showed up. At first they were normal and then they started mutating. Also, recently, Korra (one of the other statues/heroes) saw a woman in the mountains--not TK. 

Ost then takes a page from the book of one St. Kristen Applebees and asks, “Hey. What’s the deal with our god? He never talks to us, does he just suck?” Asha--who has never talked to him even though she’s a martyred hero and literally in dwarf heaven makes some excuses for the guy but Katja scoffs at them. “If people wanna take care of you, they do.” Ost then straight up asks if Logran Soulforger is even real which sets Asha off but Ost isn’t mad AT her, she’s mad FOR her. You go and do all this cool shit to the point where you have this cool ass statue, you fully DIE for him and he doesn’t even say hi? With a 21 Persuasion check, Asha admits that yeah, she would have liked some recognition. She decides she’s gonna go do some talking to some people and leaves after getting Ost’s number but before they can ask more about the woman Korra saw (who they think is Charity). 

OK, that’s all the small group stuff! Everyone comes back as Penny finishes up with the lock and they go down into this room that’s full of polished, precious stones. This is probably where people who were upkeeping the temple stayed. While everyone else is going down, Sam feels some powerful magical pull--much like her episode 1 Lightning Lure--calling her from the top of the stairs so she goes back up. We’ll get back to her in a bit. 

Penny rolls a high check to clock what’s going on down here. First off, she finds flintlock bullets and airship uniform scraps which makes it seem like there was a battle here involving some airship guys from the Baronies. Which is not just the place of origin of Riz’s imaginary Romance Partner. It’s a cluster of nations known for high rates of monarchical turnover and renaissance style intrigue. I’m picturing just a nation of [REDACTED]s from Crown of Candy. 

With all of this stuff, Penny finds an emblem of a billionaire airship mogul named Lord Talcidimir Tallbreeze who is a friend of her dad’s. Yelle is immediately like FUCK billionaires which isn’t plot relevant but it’s nice to know she’s always on brand. 

Oh also, Penny just casually finds the Legendarium so that’s neat. 

To be safe, Ost casts Protection from Energy on Ant (who is the one who knows how to use it) and brings out her Spirit Guardian (who is a combo of her mom, nona, and Asha, with her dad’s rings). Ant checks it out and sees that there are currently no A, B, or C quests in all of Spyre. While Penny cross references the bylaws to see if there’s a way to get around this, Yelle does some druid BS that I still do not understand to use the crystals in the cave to jailbreak this super powerful magical Artifact so they can just have copies on their crystals. While that’s happening, let’s check on Sam. 

Sam goes back up the staircase where she sees Ending who doesn’t look menacing at all, just extremely sad. She’s looking out the mouth of the cave and, when she turns, Sam can see she’s crying blood. 

“What’s wrong?” asks Sam, the acid-tongued but good-hearted. “Can I help you?”

With a 25 Persuasion check to get her to talk, Ending apologizes for scaring her and her friends before. She didn’t mean to. She sometimes forgets that her very nature can be frightening and dangerous to others. She says that when she escaped, she tried to rejoin her sisters but found their mirrors shattered and them gone. Sam thought they escaped but that doesn’t make sense to Ending. If they had, why wouldn’t they have freed her as well?

Sam asks who her sisters were and we finally get true names for Ending and her sisters:

Chrona, Terra, Pyrria, Nira, Zefira, Anima, and herself, Talura (which is what I’ll be calling her now that we know). Talura is the baby, the youngest. Sam realizes she’s talking about the Eidolons and Talura seems surprised and a bit pleased that Sam recognizes them. 

Sam asks if she can hug her and Talura hugs her tightly in a very cold embrace that doesn’t hurt. Downstairs, she hears her friends (Penny specifically) freaking about about the lack of quests but she doesn’t break the hug. 

“My own sisters are struggling right now but I’m gonna stay with you because you don’t know where yours are. But maybe we can find them.”

Talura clocks that the way that Sam is being is her true nature, not the bitchiness she often uses as a shield. Then she starts to talk about her history. That she and her sisters were sealed away when the gods were done with them (Sam can relate to being used and set aside) and the only way out was death. Talura has been crying and looking for her sisters to no avail. Her tears of blood leaking seems to be what caused the monsters to mutate which is in line with what Yelle and Ant were sensing. 

Talura doesn’t think anything could have destroyed her sisters so she’s very confused. Sam offers Talura her Mirror of the Past because it almost knocked out Sam to get god-tier information but Talura presumably won’t have that problem. Talura offers her a boon in exchange for this great kindness but Sam says she doesn’t need any quid pro quo. “This is just because you’re hurting.”

Talura is supremely touched and still wants to do something for her new...friend? Sam accepts the title and says that what she needs is some help on her GED quest. Once she explains what she means, Talura again recognizes Aguefort and is like, Oh, you need a quest? I can totally help with that! As we learned earlier, these guys are kinda genie connected so it’s not super surprising when Talura very happily goes full your wish is my command.

Downstairs, a Class A quest suddenly appears in Spyre on the screen. 

Back upstairs, Talura says that it’s been too long since she got to grant a wish and seems really happy about it. Sam gives her the mirror so she can check what happened to her sisters but when she does, she totally flips out and gets super angry--not at Sam, just at whatever she’s looking at. She can hardly believe it. Sam tries to figure out what’s wrong but she just gets super big and then disappears into a puff of smoke, leaving Sam's mirror on the ground, covered in frost. 

Downstairs, the Class A quest expands across the entire globe and then the Legendarium cracks. Ost’s spirit guardian disappears because of alarm bells ringing in the afterlife. And the girls learn that a Class A quest is a quest that affects the whole MULTIVERSE. Yikes!

So anyway, they girls go upstairs to check on Sam (on a bear that Penny makes because sure) and they see that something clearly just happened with Sam. Yelle asks if she’s good and Sam is like yeahhhh I don’t think ANYONE is good right now. Sam seems like she’s about to cry and Antiope instantly forgets all the petty bullshit going on between them and rushes to make sure she’s not hurt. 

Sam gives the girls a rundown of what happened and Yelle concretely puts together what I said earlier about Talura’s tears messing with nature. 

Sam wants to check her mirror to see what Talura saw and Brennan says she can do it the safe way with risk of failure of the surefire way with risk of personal harm. She, of course, picks door 2 and rolls a 13 on her con save which means she rises into the air like Storm from X-Men, eyes wide, and then instantly passes out and goes into shock. Antiope is there to catch her as she does. 

Also, she looks SUPER hot while falling on a 31. Honestly, it’s a shame she doesn’t allow herself a social media presence. 

Anyway, we’ll get to what she sees in a bit. Yelle and Ant make sure she’s OK (she is, but the has to be knocked out for this or she won’t be able to handle it). 

Penny tells them what she knows about each Eidolon from her earlier research which is what element each goes with:

Chrona: Time (Related to astral and elemental planes) 

Terra: Earth

Pyrria: Fire

Nira: Water

Zefira: Air

Anima: Life

Talura: Death 

They also talk about TK never leaving via the front door and all this airship stuff being around. Maybe she left out the top of the mountain on an airship? Katja has the hookup with this Tal guy (she’s met him when she was younger) so they decide they need to check it out once Sam is good. 

The girls fix the Legendarium and Ost, when she goes to pray for her spells for the night, doesn’t pray to her usual god. She prays to Asha. And not only does she get her spells, she also gets a new one--Commune. 

And now let’s get to what Sam is seeing in her Vision Coma. 

She was told by Talura that the only way out of the mirrors given to them by the gods was death. And what Talura saw that drove her to do whatever multiverse threatening thing that she did was every one of her sisters walking out of their mirrors and choosing death. I will specifically highlight that the oldest sister leaves almost immediately with a small, “Oh,” of realization and Anima, the closest sister to her seems terrified before coming to a joyful realization and leaving.

And that’s the end of the episode! Join us next week when apparently there is talk of a masquerade ball?????? Brennan, you shouldn’t have!   

Superlatives 

Sam: Most Likely to Accidently Snag a Brand Deal

Did you guys ever read the Greek myth of Cupid and Psyche? Where Psyche was born so hot that it was basically a curse and she was miserable because she was so hot that Aphrodite hated her? That’s Sam. She is incapable of almost dying in a non-aesthetic way. It’s like a Pantene commercial every time. This is my favorite running gag.

Random Thoughts

Man, I have so many feelings about Sam. She’s such a BITCH in so many ways but it’s so obvious that she has a good heart. Every time she has an opportunity to be nice with no gain--helping Lola find her dog, magically turning the pages for the horses during book club, fully refusing a boon from Talura--she does. And I’m glad she gave Zelda such a sincere apology and didn’t let the extenuating circumstances absolve her because she said some pretty uncalled for things. But at her core she’s so kind and I want only good things for her. 

Also those of you who know me from my FH recaps know I’m a messy bitch for sister stuff so Talura and Sam both referring to the other maidens as her sister had me dead. You can tell when something in this show is f’ing me up when I just start directly quoting instead of paraphrasing. 

Katja being richer than Helio but having no idea what any of the brands Ost is mentioning are is peak comedy.  

As is Ant’s response to the take and penny leave a penny translation from Ost, “No, Penny didn’t come with us.”

Ost: I get service in the afterlife.

You could really tell which of the players watched Sophomore Year because the Baronies came up and all of them went into fight or flight immediately. 

Very Elsa vibes from Sam during the top of the scene with Talura. (Sam is, of course, a better sister but we simply do not have time to get into my feelings on Frozen 2 right now).

I was wondering why this season was called just “The Seven” when it dropped initially. Like, was it snappier? Did they not want to use the word “maiden”? But they still call themselves the Seven Maidens in the show so it’s probably not that. Now I’m wondering if it’s just to parallel the 7 of them w/ the 7 Eidolons. 

So it seems clear based on the reactions of the first and sixth sisters that they didn’t just “go gently into that good night” as Ant would say and ditch Talura. It seems like they figured something out. Also Brennan isn’t really a “and then they all died, the end” kind of DM, you know? Credit to my friend @camwritery for getting here before I did but the gods said the only way out was death and she is death so you know? Those def seem like puzzle pieces that go together. 

The only crit rolled this episode is a 1 by Penny which she gets to reroll as a halfling. 

[lookatthestarrynight]

Laughter is the Best Medicine - Chapter Eight

Poe Dameron/Doctor!OFC: Poe Dameron has joined the Resistance at the request of General Leia Organa, and he’s finally arrived on the Echo of Hope, the Resistance’s floating base of operations. While on board, he meets the Medical Director of the Resistance and... falls in love? We’ll see.

I’ve also posted this on AO3. Check my masterlist to see what I write for. Please only like, don’t reblog.  Hope you enjoy, let me know what you think!

Warnings: Poe is a little sad. Otherwise very fluffy. 1278 words.

I spent the earlier part of the day in the med-bay, and after lunch I followed Nira to the hangar to watch her do mechanic things with X-wings. It was soothing and methodical, much like a well-done surgery, and she even bothered to tell me what she was doing and what every tool and part was. It was calm for a while, and then the familiar noise of X-wings filled the air and the Black Squadron came in for their landing. I watched, mesmerized, as the ships powered down and Poe climbed out of the cockpit of Black One. He bent down to speak with BB-8, and then the dedicated little droid disappeared off to do something I could only presume was important. Poe noticed me sitting on one of the crates by Nira and raised his eyebrows at me.

           I waved, hopping off the crate. “Hey, Commander!”

           He laughed, his smile not quite reaching his eyes for some reason, and he walked over to me. “Hello, Director.”

           I smiled at him, reaching out to hold his hand.

           He smirked. “I feel so special… you’re holding my hand.”

           I snorted. “How was the mission, flyboy?”

           “Eventful.”

           “You’re not giving me anything else?”

           “Nope. Classified.”

           I nodded and began leading us towards the med-bay, since I should probably be there again soon anyway.

           “Wait, wait,” he tugged gently on my arm, stopping me.

           I turned to face him, my eyebrow raised. He leaned forward and smushed his lips against mine, his other arm wrapping around my waist. My free hand wandered up to the nape of his neck, my lips parting just a little bit. After a moment, he pulled away, a little breathless, and let go of me, reaching up to push a stray hair out of my face.

           “I gotta go do the debrief with the General, but I’ll come find you around dinner-time, alright?”

           I smiled and nodded, walking backwards a bit. “See you soon, then, Poe.” I turned around and continued to the med-bay.

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           My time spend in the med-bay flew by as I made my rounds and fussed with transfer paperwork on my holopad, and before I knew it, Poe was waltzing in to drag me to dinner.

           He leaned over the high counter of the main desk and looked at me. “Ready for dinner, Doc?”

           I looked up at him from my place curled up in the chair behind the desk. “Yea, yea, just let me put this down in my office.” I stood up and wandered over to my office, dropping the holopad on my desk before turning around and running straight into Poe’s chest. He’d followed me in, apparently.

           He wrapped his arms around me, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “You’re my favorite person, you know that, right?”

           I nodded into his chest, pulling my head away to look up at him. “What prompted that?”

           Something passes behind his eyes, but he just shrugs. “No reason, just felt like it.”

           I hummed, skeptical, and tried to extricate myself from his hold, but his grip wouldn’t budge.

           “Poe?”

           “Yes?”

           “Can you let go of me now?”

           He frowned, but did so, opting to loop one arm around my waist to guide me to the cafeteria. I leaned into his side a little as we walked out of the med-bay and through the halls of the base. I could tell something was bugging him just a little bit, but I decided to press him about it later – after we ate.

           When we arrived in the cafeteria, we waited in line together and got our meals, and I waved to Shana and Ilia as we walked by them. I opted to sit with Poe and his pilots, since he still seemed awfully attached to me. Through all of dinner, he kept an arm around me or a hand in my lap, and I couldn’t for the life of me figure out what exactly was wrong. When I raised my eyebrows inquisitively at Jessika, she shrugged – as did Snap and L’ulo. I sighed, and I as soon as I noticed Poe was done eating, I gently pulled him out of the cafeteria with me, stopping when we got to a more secluded hallway.

           I reached up, my hand cupping his cheek and my thumb gently swiping across the top of his cheek. “What’s up with you today, Poe?”

           He shrugged noncommittally. “Just a bad day.”

           “Is there anything I can do?”

           “I just want to spend time with you.”

           “Do you want to talk about it?”

           “Not really,” he paused, his hand covering mine on his cheek, “I just want to hear you talk.”

           I laughed quietly. “Why don’t we stop by your quarters and grab some of your things and then head back to mine?”

           Poe nodded reluctantly, pulling me to follow him. When we reached his quarters, he disappeared inside before reappearing with a change of clothes in his arms a minute later. He followed behind me as I led the way to my quarters and stood awkwardly in the middle of the room when we arrived, until I gently guided him to the edge of my bed.

           “Let’s get changed, yeah? And then we can lay down and I’ll talk for a bit.” He nodded, and a few minutes later I found myself propped against my pillows on my bed with Poe’s head laying my stomach and his body slotted between my legs. Slowly, I threaded my fingers through his hair and gently massaged his scalp.

           “So, what do you want to hear about?”

           He grunted, lifting his head up just a bit. “Your whole life story.”

           I giggled. “Ask and you shall receive, flyboy.” He dropped his head back on my stomach with a smile.

           I stared at the ceiling for a minute, trying to figure out where I wanted to start.

           “Well, I was born in 8 ABY on Taris, in the inner city, and—”

           Poe lifted his head up for a moment. “I’m six years older than you?”

           “Yeah. Anyway—”

           “That doesn’t bother you?”

           “Uh, should it?”

           Poe shook his head and laid back down on my stomach.

           “Anyway, grew up in the inner-city skyscrapers, came to Senate meetings with my dad all the time, uh… oh! I have an older brother – he’s taking my dad’s seat in the Senate in the next cycle I think,” I twirled a strand of Poe’s hair through my fingers before continuing, “Uh, my dad’s name is Alrich, although you might’ve already known that, and my brother’s is Armand, my mom’s was Leta.”

           “Was?”

           “She was killed in the Talinn district when I was growing up, which is why I spent so much time with my brother and father.”

           “I’m sorry,” he said, muffled by my stomach.

           I hummed. “It’s alright… it’s been a while since then. I decided I wanted to be a doctor after that, and Dad was more than happy to ship me off to the New Republic Medical Academy on Hosnian Prime,” I shifted my shoulders, getting a little more comfortable, “And when I left the Academy, the General tapped me to work for the Resistance, so I got here about a year and a half, maybe, before you. It’s good experience, working in the Resistance. And I know I’m making a difference in the galaxy, doing my mom proud and all that.” I looked down at Poe and noticed his eyes were closed, his breathing slow and measured.

           I smiled. “Goodnight, flyboy.” I gently pressed a kiss to his temple and turned off the light in my room. Time to sleep.

[theinfiknight]

24, 29, 55, 59

24: height

Tall enough >:(

29: favourite film(s)

Ooh this one's fun. Let's see.... There's

Spirited away

The Steven universe movie

Both the original and the new broly movie (what can I say I'm a sucker for DBZ)

Avengers (2012)

Into the spiderverse

The lotr trilogy

Revenge of the Sith

55: Tumblr friends. Ahh I used to have so many of those but I haven't spoken to so many in a long long time. Well when I initally joined Tumblr there was @tiredcoffeebeanthings who was my very first Indian mutual and a very talented artist and still is one of my best friends, and uhhh fuck I forgot steg's url no wait it's @thedinodad and @soft-trans-on-tumbles who introduced me to dnd and swept my whole team with just a haxorus once cause I, like a dumbass, let her get FOUR dragon dances in, and @bluebladesoftime wonder what happened to them. They were like my first Tumblr friend and they sort of gave me advice when I was struggling with college and also I drew art of their url which I think was my first ever proper digital art, but we stopped talking for some reason. Then there's @bite-me-bitch-i-dare-you and @elaphaemourra and @the-peculiar-bi-tch and @kingantlion (we should really catch up) and later there was @theconfusedshitshow @thereallyrealironman (of goofy thirst infamy) and @lmgiraffe and @imaginatorically (@imnotapsychopath-ipromise haha feet Kirby pranks) and then all the friends I made on discord whose urls I forgot there's ah fuck I forgot the urls well there's liz and rich and @y-not-loki and @windexnoises and @nonbinari-goat and a whole other friend group that I was part of, that left after some hate blog drama (man I still miss those dudes) and ray and marimo how could I forget, and oh oh @averruncusho brother from another mother and uhh @wallpatterns long ago? I still remember drawing fanart for that Trump x wig fic, and there's @notquite09thereyet who doesn't talk to me as such but reblogs my reblogs with nice positive additions so I consider them a friend, and @emperorkuzcos Jojo meme friend and @andthenrealitycrashesthrough and @iamtrappedinsideasnowglobe and @iamthemadcap and @rubykgrant (who is also one of the best artists I have ever met holy shit) and @greenglowstik and @ailithpenninor and @error-i-dunno-what-went-wrong and @kavzi-que although it's been ages since I talked to either of them and @queen-baelin and @nira-mei I barely talk to them but I think seventy percent of my daily notifs are them reblogging stuff, and @kai-is-swell and @gamerfreddie and @sporadicsouthpaw and @wethepotterheads0214 I feel like I never actually started an actual friendship with you but somehow like, skipped that part and just suddenly became friends. Friendship speedrun. And I'll always consider dadbot and haikubot as old friends that don't keep in contact anymore. Then there's @shots-of-applesauce and uhhhhhhhhhhhh the friend that I completed all star with on a Tumblr reblog thread damnit I'm forgetting your url

Definitely at least ten more people that I'm forgetting. For the love of god if I've forgotten you please message me. I'm just really bad at keeping track of y'all

Why I joined tumblr:

Actually a school friend recommended this, uhhh, "website" waaaaaayyy back and I think I joined and did like nothing on it for half a year before actually becoming active at all. I guess they would count as my very first tumblr friend/mutual but I don't think they'd like to be tagged in a post like this.

Thanks for asking, and if I've forgotten your url I swear it's just that I'm hungry and my mind is all over the place and it slipped my mind

[cursedmenagerie]

@sonofhighrock​ asked: To help you feel better. What divines do the characters worship?

 　　　Oh boy oh boy, it’s an atheist’s favorite question! Pfft. Joking aside, I really really love this question because all of my TES muses have similar but kinda differing views on the gods, aside from Ralyanis. This is gonna get long, so a read more is in order!

 　　　I’ll actually start with her because she’s very easy to answer for. Growing up in a remote village surrounding a temple to one of the Snow Elves more important deities, and then eventually going on to join the soldiers who are tasked with protecting the temple, it stands to reason she would put a lot of faith in Syrabane and the rest of the Falmer pantheon. Every day she’s reminded that her people escaped tragedy because they hid away in his temple and remained devout worshipers, and while she isn’t certain that Syrabane will ever be overt in his influence on the world - or her life - she remains faithful. On the surface she acts like every other Snow Elf at the temple, unquestioning, unwavering, certain of his grace. But look at it in a certain light and hers, and probably others’, faith is one made from desperation. What else is there when you live on the edge of extinction?

　　　After Raly, Aesatel is surprisingly one to be an active worshiper. Having spent the majority of her long life in Cyrodiil, she has a fondness for some of the Eight. Up until moving to Skyrim she would pray at shrines to Julianos and Dibella often. Now depending on the thread and who she’s interacting with Aesatel may or may not end up married to Erandur, the priest of Mara one can meet in Dawnstar, but either way she does still help him with ridding the city of nightmares and learns to appreciate Mara through hanging out with him for awhile after. With everything that happens to her in regards to the Daedric Princes and Akatosh’s involvement with her being Dragonborn, though, she starts becoming a little jaded to any Great and Powerful Being that tries to put its mitts on the mortal plane. 

　　　Taziri and Ja’irzu are actually both in the same boat, so I’ll do them together. Ja’irzu has a lot of reason not to particularly care about the Aedra, Daedra, or whatever else goes bump in the Planes of Existence. He could very easily resent them for not stepping in when he was taken from his family as a child, for a lot of the bad stuff that happened to him and his caravan mates before he settled in Riverwood. But Ja’irzu has never been a particularly hateful man, even to those deserving of hate, so he remains apathetic to them. Taziri, meanwhile, never saw much reason to begin worshiping any particular deity. Her family are relatively devout, and particularly her younger sister Nira, but the gods have done nothing for her. All she’s achieved has been of her own merit, and she hasn’t been miraculously saved from any kind of disaster (although this is because she hasn’t faced any such disasters of note). So she’ll support her family when they desire her participation but her heart just isn’t in it.

　　　I leave Kuvira for last because she was somehow the toughest to decide on. I don’t exactly see her praising any particular Daedra with all the wind in her lungs, but I don’t see her being entirely neutral on the matter either. Being from Morrowind, living there almost all her life, she would have worshiped the Tribunal before their relegation to saints rather than gods. Heck, I think part of her indifference to most of the Daedric Princes could probably come from her very much preferring Almsivi, but respecting that the rest of the community has moved on from them. With Olyn’s murder, though, at the hands of the Morag Tong, an organization that reveres Mephala... Yeah, she despises them now. At best I can see her maaaaybe appealing to Boethiah because she very much wants revenge for the Tong and their contractor depriving her son of his father, and for daring to attack House Sadras.

[ruinmylifc]

hello cherubs!! my mood for the past couple of days has been a little up and down and it’s been affecting my muse, so i think some new things are in order. i’m going to keep the threads in my drafts as i’m sure i will get the spark soon enough and they are as listed below the cut. for those of you who it’s your turn to reply to our thread, please do so!! i strongly encourage you to, please. 

however, this is a starter call for dante, ava and james! if our thread is listed below the cut, i’m happy to start a new one and purge the old one, just lemme know. please, pretty please specify which muse of mine you would like and who for on you end so i can cater to our characters. 

james x ben

james x jack

james x ryan

dante x nira

ava x holland

ava x michaela

ava x everest