#telyn

[jellygay]

Some random OC doodles, featuring a whole lot of booba

[whitegoldtower]

How to be more Unseelie, from me, your friendly neighbourhood Welsh ‘changeling’.

Hoard your shiny trinkets.

Drink milk and eat honey as often as possible

You don’t have to be vegan or a vegetarian to be a fae. In traditional Skyrim style, I enjoy following the bosmer diet as closely as possible. For those who haven’t followed up on any Skyrim lore, the bosmer honour ‘the Green Pact’, which means that in order to protect their forests and vegetation, they only eat meat and only partake in vegetation that has already been given up by the earth, I.e, apples that have already fallen from trees.

If you’re going to pluck an apple from a tree, leave something else beneficial behind, unless the tree is yours.

If someone you don’t like offends you, get your revenge. Knot their hair in their sleep.

Walk barefoot through the woods at dusk.

Try caving!

Engage in revelry. If it’s to your liking, fuck often, drink until you’re merry and smoke that grass.

Try taking a nap under a tree. I promise you, it’s wonderful. The air in the forests is different to the air in the town.

Embrace change and chaos.

Give in to your fascination with blood.

Be vain from time to time. Gaze at yourself and locate the parts of you that you like the most. Show them some love. Take pride in your skin and hair, make a ritual of brushing it lovingly each night.

Keep your mind sharp and your teeth sharper.

Follow your instincts and trust your intuition. Youth passes quickly; if you want something, get it while you can.

Do not let societal expectations hold you back. If you want to scream, scream. If you want to frolic, then frolic. If you want to dance, then dance until your legs give out.

Honestly? Don’t even try to blend in with regular people. Look however you want to look; if they don’t like it, that’s their problem.

Bite gently as a form of affection.

Bother not the spiders. They catch flies for you.

If you can, snack on mealworms. They’re actually quite yummy. And take blood wherever you can - black pudding, blodplattar, sanguinaccio are all delicious.

Appreciate not just the rose, but it’s thorns too.

Find beauty in death. Frequent the cemeteries.

Write well and often. The fae are masters of language. Learn more than one, if it suits you.

Decorate your domain with flowers, dead or alive, and trailing, climbing plants.

Swim in a lake.

Brew your own mead/cider. It’s a fun learning experience and yields yummy results.

Learn an instrument (or multiple)!

Finally, prank and frighten people for fun (within reason). I never had to do it, but you could always work on quietening your footsteps.

[dustedmagazine]

Various Artists — Creiriau Y Delyn Rawn / Relics of the Horsehair Harp (Amgen)

Imagining new music is nothing new. Individually or collectively, spontaneously or through painstaking craft, research, and development, legions of music-makers have tried to come up with something sufficiently novel out of sounds and (sometimes) words that it hooks listeners’ attention. You can be sure that someone’s at it right now. But you probably won’t lose the farm if you bet it on the notion that the sequential imagining that went into the conception and execution of Creiriau Y Delyn Rawn is an unprecedented process that has yielded a remarkable outcome.

The Welsh language title translates into English as Relics Of The Horsehair Harp. It was produced by harpist Rhodri Davies as a companion to Telyn Rawn, a solo album that he released on his Amgen label. Telyn Rawn is named after the instrument that it introduced, a horsehair harp that Davies commissioned to be made by a couple harp makers and a leatherworker. Harps have a particular cultural resonance in Wales, since despite the instrument’s popularity, the art of making them nearly died out before making a comeback as part of a larger resurgence of Welsh culture. The original telyn rawn was made from wood and equine byproducts. After the sturdier Italian triple harp made it to the British Isles in the 1600s, it replaced the telyn rawn so thoroughly that for a couple centuries the triple harp was actually known as the Welsh harp (it was replaced by the pedal harp in the 20th century) while its predecessor was practically forgotten. When Davies, whose wide-ranging music encompasses free improvisation, modern composition, Konono-inspired junkyard noise, and rock and roll, got curious about those early harps, no one knew how to make one. The instrument on Telyn Rawn was designed using descriptions in early Welsh poetry and a couple pages addressing harp-tuning practices in a 17th century manuscript by Robert ap Huw.

When Davies finally set about playing the thing, he did not revive antique repertoire; he improvised short pieces equally informed both by his research and his own practice of playing freely, alone and with musicians like John Butcher, Andrew Leslie Hooker and the trio IST. Intricately plucked or vigorously bowed, some of the album’s eighteen tracks hinted at folkloric models, while others undid dense knots of sound that burst with harmonics and radiated overtones. Telyn Rawn came out during that first COVID summer, which was bad for many things, but was not so bad for spending some of that time that one wasn’t gigging cooking up new ideas. After its release, Davies reached out to friends and associates with this request: “I asked each contributor to imagine that the musical material improvised in 2020 was an ancient musical form that had fully existed in the medieval period, and that each of their responses were to have happened centuries after the imagined formation of the Telyn Rawn pieces.”

Such a brief can be taken in many directions, depending on the respondent’s experiences, equipment, and willingness to dig a new network out of someone else’s wormhole. Sixteen participants gave a response to one or two specific tracks from Telyn Rawn. Laura Cannell’s  opening piece, “The Tattered Skies Above,”  wastes little effort on interpreting Davies’ “Penriwh.” Instead, she constructs a fanfare from overdubbed recorders whose jolting sonorities and processional air establishes a through line linking a span of fantasized centuries. Next up, Orphy Robinson makes like a free-bopping jazz man. On “Nude, Lewd, Rude, Mood Food” he transfers bits of Davies’ intricate “Gorchan Sali” to a salaciously bulbous-sounding marimba, accelerates the tempo and lets it rip. Jem Finer plays “Y Geseg Fedi” pretty faithfully, simply transposing bowed harp to hurdy-gurdy; guitarist C. Joynes is similarly respectful to “”Dygan tro’r Ebill.” Credited as playing computer and mouse, “C. Spencer Yeh” visits a cut-and-splice surgical strike upon Davies’ recording of “Afon “Dewi Fawr;” Pat Thomas might do something similar on the turbulent electronic eruption, “Maddad.”

Not only does Davies have a strong musical personality that transcends the particular harp he plays and the century his head’s in; he has picked his emissaries wisely. Despite the disparity of instrumentation and approach exhibited by the sixteen contributing musicians, Creiriau Y Delyn Rawn feels pretty cohesive as it carves out an imaginary timeline of musical evolution.

Bill Meyer

[ariesmusingz]

૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ╱ WELSH NAMES MASTERLIST ( below the cut is #293 welsh first names. they are a mixture of feminine, masculine and neutral names, but please use as you see fit. please like / reblog if you found useful. )

feminine ;

addien

aderyn

adwen

aelwen

aeres

aerfen

aerona

aeronwen

aethwy

afanen

amser

anchoret

angharad

annwyl

anwen

aranrhod

arianrhod

arianwen

arlais

awen

awena

bethan

bethwyn

betrys

blodwedd

blodwen

blodwyn

braith

branwen

briallen

bronwen

bronwyn

brynn

buddug

caraf

cari

caron

carys

catrin

ceinwen

ceridewn

cerys

delyth

dilys

eilir

eira

eirlys

eirwen

eleri

eluned

enfys

enid

ffan

ffion

gaenor

gaynor

gladys

glain

glenda

glenys

glynis

glynnis

guenevere

guinevak

guinevere

gwawr

gwen

gwendolyn

gwenhwyfar

gwenifer

gwenllian

gwennan

gwenno

gwaldus

gwylan

gwyneria

gwyneth

haf

hafwen

heulwen

igraine

iorwen

kiah

lleucu

llinos

llywelya

lowri

lunet

mabli

maybn

madrona

madwen

mair

mairwen

mared

marged

medi

megan

meghan

melangell

menna

mererid

merlyn

morgana

morgause

morwen

myfanwy

nia

non

olwen

owena

raewyn

rhian

rhianna

rhiannon

rhianu

rhonda

rhoswen

seren

sian

sioned

siriol

sulwyn

talaith

tanwen

tegan

teleri

telyn

terrwyn

masculine ;

adda

aeron

aled

alun

andras

aneirin

arawn

arthur

baeddan

bedivere

bedwyr

berwyn

bevan

beynon

bleddyn

bowen

bran

broderick

brychan

brynmor

cadell

cadfael

cadfan

cadogan

caradoc

carwyn

ceron

cledwyn

collen

dafydd

dai

derwyn

dewey

dewi

dillan

dillon

dilwyn

eirwyn

elisedd

emrys

ercwlff

euros

gaerwn

gareth

geraint

gerallt

gethin

griffin

grittith

gruffudd

grugwyn

guto

gwalchmai

gwaltney

gwern

gwil

gwilym

gwydion

gwyn

hedd

heddwyn

howell

hywel

ianto

idwal

ieuan

ifan

ifor

illtyd

ioan

iolo

iorwerth

islwyn

kynan

lleu

llewellyn

lloyd

llyr

llywelyn

mabon

macsen

maddock

madoc

madog

meilyr

merewyn

meriadoc

mervin

mervyn

meurig

mihangel

mordred

myrddid

nye

owain

pasgen

peredur

powell

pritchard

pryderi

pwyll

rhodri

rhun

rhydian

rhys

romney

siarl

taffy

talan

taliesin

taran

trefor

tremain

trevelian

tudor

twm

urian

vaughn

yestin

ynyr

neutral ;

afon

avalon

avon

bricen

cadewyn

cadwalader

caerwyn

cai

cambrie

cariad

celyn

ceri

colwyn

crwys

dwyn

dylan

ebrill

eirian

elwyn

emlyn

evan

gaiwan

garan

glyn

glynn

gryffon

llar

meredith

morgan

mostyn

nesta

ninian

parry

pembroke

pugh

ragle

reese

rhoslyn

rice

sianai

tristan

uther

wynn

wynne

[preciouspuregarnet]

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[ghostowlattic]

Jesus Built My Harprod

[makingmarz]

One piece oc doodle requests from twitter~

Characters in order are Dark (mine), Kaien, Maui, Telyn, Risto, Cloudy, Zombie, and Olivia!

[gwydionmisha]

Faun & Eluveitie - Gwydion

The cold winter held us tight Der kalte Winter hielt uns fest But now the wheel is turning Doch nun dreht sich das Rad In old dreams I saw you In alten Träumen sah ich dich When I lay under the moon Wenn ich unterm Monde lagThis is how I am from my deepest dream So bin ich aus tiefstem Traum awakened by your word Durch dein Wort erwacht And forest and tree go with you Und mit dir ziehen Wald und Baum Into the final battle In die letzte SchlachtStuck in the cold spell Fest in der Kälte Bann Your singing blows from afar Weht von Ferne dein GesangGwydion Gwydion Gwydion Gwydionson of the goddess, seer Sohn der Göttin, Sehender Your light in the alder grove Im Erlenhain dein Licht Release the grip of winter from me Lös des Winters Griff von mir push back the night Dräng die Nacht zurückStuck in the cold spell Fest in der Kälte Bann Your singing blows from afar Weht von Ferne dein GesangGwydion Gwydion Gwydion GwydionBum yn lliaws rith Bum yn lliaws rith Kyn bum kisgyfrith Kyn bum kisgyfrith Bum tant yn telyn Bum tant yn telyn Lletrithawdc naw blwydyn Lletrithawdc naw blwydyn Bum deigyr yn awyr Bum deigyr yn awyr Bum serwaw syr Bum serwaw syr Bum geir yn llythyr Bum geir yn llythyr Bum llyfyr ym prifder Bum llyfyr ym prifder Bum llugyrn lleufer Bum llugyrn lleufer Blwydyn a hanher Blwydyn a hanher Bum hynt bym eryr Bum hynt bym eryr Bum corwc ymyr Bum corwc ymyr Bum cledyf yn aghat Bum cledyf yn aghat Bum yscwyt ygkat Bum yscwyt ygkatGwydion Gwydion Gwydion Gwydion Gwydion Gwydion Gwydion Gwydion

[444names]

korean and gaelic names BUT excluding "mc"

Abboins Aghtone Ailmady Aingan Ainklia Airey Aiskinne Aitto Allidhbh Alline Arbeen Arlone Arsythey Aterearreff Aullin Baineff Bainsk Baravic Baren Barosters Bartanney Baryeolds Baybod Benaheavity Bendraddy Biskey Boagley Boghres Bohea Boisan Boler Boneen Bordin Bossettel Bowatsikir Bowell Bowlind Boylin Braff Braner Brawrallor Brent Breter Brielamiley Briha Brins Briss Brosh Bucher Buinn Buirwatt Burcoudder Caiggar Cailmory Caimerlenn Calbrieum Calty Camott Cangin Canimmill Caola Caratt Carle Carns Carquin Casemple Castigh Catchie Caullim Cavanny Cavit Celly Chanaghy Chiggill Chilly Chombegan Chratchoy Ciastisone Cillin Cilpatt Clacurennon Clainelwon Claoigark Cleney Clint Clockee Cluvan Coasseach Cobon Coddy Coglen Cohumbur Coilly Colack Colaughins Coloe Colteld Comeidh Comey Comhenuay Commoth Connan Cononnihae Coran Cordier Corislo Corpharns Coskibboyeo Cough Cowellikin Coyawnam Cratenes Creacon Creen Crelatt Croiredy Cromatt Croshen Crourentill Crude Culight Cummane Currowedy Curteese Custers Cuther Dacumbs Dalle Dallinzie Danne Darrughawna Dauling Dauskil Dearmac Deennes Deens Dellinketty Dentig Derrasheers Dewadan Dockins Donamh Doreddy Doullinsbye Dounch Dowdystir Dowigan Dowrimlion Drisoney Duffaon Duffe Duffer Dunde Dundiet Dundsonais Dunffron Dunin Dwirtin Earne Eillonachon Emmis Enmic Fardick Farearn Fawserney Feroghri Fings Flakie Flick Fling Forneydels Forvie Frane Frazlendrie Frennond Fuldrude Futhney Gallinn Gallonardy Gannety Garairiney Gardy Geenn Geolassik Geopher Geravin Gerna Gillawrynis Gills Ginglebney Ginniamphy Givilliair Glonaull Goone Graff Gramin Grand Greardi Grenn Gucklee Guffer Guingeaman Gyean Gyoonglan Gyunne Gyunnison Haheteher Hamilin Hamix Hanloyds Harlissa Hauddy Haull Hearle Hegaw Hendmarby Henzie Hercan Herlot Herly Herverson Herwoodan Hilaker Hinstehane Hirkingse Hockendean Honklawlan Horric Hosan Houggan Hueedint Huham Hwems Irkstell Irney Iskee Jacalmack Jameank Jamsins Jeonnaidy Jokey Jolphan Junatheseán Kantony Karvickeeng Kavans Keaddewie Keeng Keennes Keeogary Kehannal Keile Kelisk Kellerona Kenearren Keynam Kilall Kinaddonden Kinam Kinchak Kinearn Kinne Kirewan Koolge Koolgoween Korley Korornon Kyunchrawn Lagair Landeney Landsonney Larodaugh Laroy Larrinie Laulge Laulhooey Laullinzie Lavair Leilley Lingarreen Loneden Lorby Louddy Machey Macmurliand Maday Maeley Maely Magalph Maggs Maghto Magnuth Maharroth Mahartinna Maithey Malinn Mallastrit Manaher Mangeng Mangston Mankhanne Manuthe Maran Margogen Marlionanel Marri Maskee Mastne Matchen Matringe Meard Meartney Meass Meenna Megarman Mehaner Merven Mille Milly Mooday Moodge Moonle Morbuigned Moshan Mucery Mulerney Mulin Munock Murgingo Murlen Murns Murters Nanark Naugharty Nelhill Nellour Nessforney Nieullaugh Nigan Nintierlis Nistrett Nuskey Nuzzia Ormlistirk Pannogan Patrastosey Paulbrie Phrah Physe Pigarmor Pillan Prvin Pullan Purkpoan Purrin Quainne Quean Quiris Raken Rankley Readde Rearree Reerney Remin Resse Ressy Roganam Roghergan Roudie Rumbeone Samone Saunreeddy Scarty Scran Seerr Sepbernan Settonatt Shanely Shavy Shendes Shenmary Shisk Shobess Shonkin Sikley Sinner Sinseye Skelledend Skethiern Skett Skonay Slihanic Sneid Soneehera Sougheen Spley Stanan Stendy Sterry Stillea Stless Stley Stomitter Story Striggarn Sullinahy Sunogavy Surnan Surrogang Takle Tales Tallill Tamiderley Targan Taver Telyn Thagne Thaney Therraly Therstons Tisloy Tonan Tonarint Tonemsanig Tones Tonlen Tonzie Toona Torla Trage Treen Twelly Twentialea Twigh Verlavit Weehig Welaig Welan Wiffickan Williney Wornee Yoodoadivoy Yooll Youghenney

[herawell]

oooh, 1, 4, 7 and 8 for the choose violence asks please! :D

1. the character everyone gets wrong

Echoing you on Th0rin, from the number of people who demonize Thr@nduil to prop him up and also people who say what he did to B1lbo on the ramparts was ‘an assault but not abuse’ and that B1lbo merited it in some way (an actual argument I’ve seen that almost pit me off from the H0bbit fandom.)

4. what was the last straw that made you finally block that annoying person?

Some Ary@ stan kept posting images of spiders/lizards/creepy crawlies in the S@nsa St@rk tag. (I’ve blocked a lot of people in the G0T/AS0IAF fandom but this one stands out.)

7. what character did you begin to hate not because of canon but because how how the fandom acts about them?

I don’t hate him, but the woobificafion of 8runo M@drigal from the movie Enc@nto put me off from him and the fandom in general. From the way he’s characterized in fics and discourse, you would have thought he’s the same age as the 15-year-old main character, and not her mother’s twin.

8. common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

Being called mean names by your sister and her friends (who is two years, not two decades, older than you) and your mother trying to get you to comply with the social rules of feminity which she was socialized to do is not nearly as traumatizing as watching your father executed in front of you, going on the run in disguise across a war-torn land, and being forced to become a child assassin/solider. (This is about the ‘S@nsa and C@telyn bullied Ary@ discourse.’)

[katiebnuuy]

Girls night with my friend Telyn

[whitegoldtower]

A new flavour of elf; ad-lib improvisation from the pov of the King, a dangerous and tempting creature, a combination of vampire, elf and Eldritch being. This species of elf thrives in natural darkness and decay, is very much carnivorous, and can either lure in prey to eat or to create more of its kind (usually through the sharing of blood, but also through mating). When a human is impregnated by this sort of elf, they will feel compelled to indulge some rather cannibalistic cravings, and will birth what can only be described as a mandrake under a new moon. The scream of the newborn will kill the mother (which it will then proceed to eat) unless it is immediately submerged in goat’s milk.

As with many types of fae, these elves will do favours for humans who ask nicely and leave adequate offerings. More often than not, these favours are… dark. Think of it as like hiring an otherworldly assassin. Those killed by this kind of elf are identifiable by their peaceful, almost pleasured expressions, lack of blood in their bodies, and also by the lack of certain organs. Picky eaters, they tend to leave everything except for the blood, the heart, the tongue and the kidneys.

They accept offerings of blood, wine, meat and overripe fruit, and are physically identifiable by their hollow backs, sharp and graceful features, spidery black hair and ‘talons’ on both their hands and feet. They can be temporarily paralysed by dropping a pair of open scissors into the hollow of their spines or placing a silver coin in their mouths when asleep, allowing for a speedy escape from one. They prey on regular humans, and are more likely to consider those with a magickal gift or ability (such as witches) as mates.

I was born of the red blood of the alder tree, bled into being under the absent light of the black moon. Where the shadows under the canopy are cast, there have I been. Where the moon’s light does not touch, there am I. When the deepest waters of stagnant lakes stir beneath the duckweed, there will I be. As you wander the woods alone and feel the cold whispers of the night at your throat, when you awaken with your hair in knots and tangles, when the fermented juice of the reddest apples and darkest sloes drips down your chin, you become tangible with my domain. Step into the shadowed cave, gaze into the blackened pool, bathe in your jilted sunlight. Twist your fingers into the brambles, child, and watch your lifeblood with fascination. Hear the call of the wild-hunt, eat of the fruits of the Otherworld, stroke the fur of the white hounds tipped with crimson. Caress the bones of those who fell prey to the wilderness, laugh as the spiders weave gossamer into your hair and the maggots wriggle around in your gums. Take my cold, regal hand and thrive in your deathliness. The humans cannot love you like I can, my child. They would force you to crawl when you were meant to run. I would teach you to sour their milk, rot their fruits, and you would walk with me as your father in darkness.

Do you think me repulsive, or beautiful? Do you see my hollowed back, full of cobwebs and wilted flowers and not find yourself curious? Would you not flock to my side, beneath my shroud, and glide under my wing? Would you not be comforted by the scent of blood and oakmoss, of witches’ bonfires and overripe apples? Come to me. I have something to show you - It’s a flower, nothing more. Yet when I take the petals between my lips, and bite, I snuff out its life. And just as easily, I can return it. I may pluck the reinvention of the flower from my crown, now; twice as beautiful. Wouldn’t you like to be beautiful too?

[just-jessie-d]

Excited to announce I'll be joining the crew of the U.S.S Yukikaze over on twitch.tv/CybernationUncensored ! Join us Thursdays at 9pm ET as we explore the galactic core!

Tonight is SESSION 1

I'm playing Lt.Cm Telyn Sul, a Bajoran security officer with some deep secrets...

[guillemelgat]

Day 1 - Musical Instruments (CYM)

offeryn cerdd - musical instrument

feiolin (m.), ffidl (f.) - violin

siello (m.) - cello

telyn (f.) - harp

gitâr (f.) - guitar

drwm (m.) - drum

bas (m.) - bass

trymped (m.) - trumpet

trombôn (m.) - trombone

ffliwt (m.) - flute

llais (m.) - voice

cerddorfa (f.) - orchestra

côr (m.) - choir

band (m.) - band

canu - to play (an instrument), to sing

cyngerdd (m./f.) - concert

[ice-to-orange-blossoms]

God I wish all my mutuals didn't put fuckin k*telyn-danger on my dash she's such a rude bitch

[ladyaryawolf]

"C@telyn didnt mistreat Jon"

Oh, shut the fuck up.