listen to the saintess for she speaks the unholy words of the goddess // ms. rowan nightwine // lover of hobie brown // black hair & pale skin & green eyes // ravens circle the daughter-son of aphrodite & ares .
ignore the false prophet allegations ... i'll never lie ! // reblog account of @deepinthegroves // revamped from a ditched spam
it is he, whom I desire, whom I crave, he whom I dream about. my object of longing. my love, my heart, my soul. when he asked me why I loved him, I said it was because he was gentle. because he did not push, he listened to every word that spilled out of my mouth like a waterfall. he did so with a smile on his face, and he asked nothing in return. I love him, but I love him for being himself.
I feel loved by him for simply being me, and I love him for being he. no judgement, no guilt of being free of society’s prying eyes.
he knows me by heart, it infuriates me so that he knew me so well. one glance at my face and he ought to know every emotion I feel. he’d place a hand on my back and lean close, whispering into my heart. he has an awkward demeanor of someone who never knew how to love, but was willing to love. his hand would always catch mine if I would grow nervous, a sign that he was there of me.
he’d say, “as you wish”. which truly meant, “I love you”.
in the dark I dream of his hands, the softness of his voice, the way sunlight would catch his hair — making it appear molten gold and silver. his hair makes me envious, I wanna braid it and put flowers in it — knowing he’d walk around it later. his eyes were a light lilac, though when I look into them I find flecks of maron and lavender. his smile is slightly crocked, and he smiled with all of his teeth. he is tall, annoyingly so, but makes sure I always stand as his equal and nothing less. he kisses my forehead, saying I have the perfect height for it.
he is my muse, the one who inspires my arts. his portrait hangs next to my bed, so if I grew lonely I can stare at it. he is the eurydice, to my orpheus: i’d enter the underworld for him, sing the sweetest of songs to persuade the gods to let him go, I’d look back at him — because if I wouldn’t look back, I wouldn’t love him. would I even love him enough if I wouldn’t turn around to look back? aphrodite tore us apart, but psyche helped us find our way back.
for love, I’ll handle his sins. though he may have none, as the gods shaped him to be perfect.
aemon targaryen, you are the bane of my existence — but I cherish you for it.
happy valentine’s day everyone!!! ehehhe decided it was fitting to post this ;)) (also because I am working on my drawing)
BURNT COFFEE AND FIREPLACE ✒ a school day in my knights of walpurgis dr ⟡
𝓦hile Gisele doesn't necessarily have a set routine which she adheres to on a daily basis, there are still various integral activities that she needs to complete in order to kick start her day. For the sake of convenience, everything is lined up by chronological order even though Gisele herself doesn't give a flying fuck about the structure of things.
SCHEDULE (weekday edition)
7:00 - 7:30 ; Wake up, brush teeth, get dressed all the mundane things one does to get ready before they trudge into the great hall for breakfast, eyebags and all. Usually, Gisele would hastily apply a smidge of rouge onto her cheeks with her fingers but she sometimes abandon that to comb her hair. This year, Gisele has no roommates so she can adjust her routine to her liking without any hindrances.
7:30 - 8:30 ; Breakfast. Expect a buffet of charcuterie cheeses, bagels, clean cuts of meat and muffins fresh from the oven. Other times, the tables would boast a intricately designed cornucopia with exotic fruits and freshly baked meringues made by a visiting patisserie chef. Sometimes, Gisele would sneak a egg tart or a container of condensed milk to serve as a condiment of sorts to compliment a boring slice of toast. The gryffindor table is the most chaotic one which isn't really surprising considering how boisterous Gisele's roommates are.
8:45 - 9:45 ; Baby's first class of the day🥹 DADA first thing in the morning and honestly, Professor Dumbledore is the best teacher she could ever ask for. While the course itself is very material heavy, it's balanced by a lot of practical demonstrations and duels which never fail to inspire and entertain. That being said, if you fail to make the adequate preparations before class then don't be surprised to find yourself with a big fat zero on your test paper accompanied by a bat bogey hex that you failed to dodge. Don't ask Gisele about what happened on the eleventh of November.
9:45 - 10:15 ; First break ft. eyebags and a half-eaten cup of yoghurt and oatmeal. Gisele usually spends her very infrequent breaks in her dorm or secret hideout beneath school grounds. Sometimes, she'd head to the slytherin common room to join or more accurately, bother the knights of walpurgis. What can Gisele say though? If they get to impede on her peace, she can ruin there's too.
10:15 - 11:15 ; When the clock strikes 11, a rude awakening of hurried footsteps and screams would snap you from a much needed reverie / or nap. Most, if not all detentions are handed out in this hour like a parcel of unpleasant mementos. So you could imagine the relief in Gisele's eyes when the words 'free period' were outlined in this timeblock upon receiving her schedule.
11:20 - 12:20 ; Get your scrolls (and pillows) outt! Honestly, magical history is just a big snooze-fest for Gisele's year at this point. While the gryffindor adores history, for the love of Merlin would it hurt professor Binns to teach for once instead of meandering around like a lost goat. Much of the revision Gisele does happens outside of class as for one, coffee is banned and two, the humidity can put even the most scholarly of souls into an eternal slumber.
12:25- 1:25 ; Lunch, finally. There's usually a buffet with all sorts of dishes underneath the sun. However, there's also an a-la-carte option which many students opt for due to the extensive amount of time it takes for one to decide on what to eat. Extracurriculars happen at this time too so you would often see students cleaning themselves up with haste or rushing to a classroom 3 buildings away. Gisele usually just piles food up on her plate before disappearing into her hovel with a view of the underground harbour.
1:25- 2:25 ; Last hurdle to overcome before Gisele can finally rest; not really though. Potions is an extensive affair that requires a lot of patience and affinity for less appealing substances ie.worms. However, Slughorn is an absolute delight of a teacher to be around even though he's only altruistic when it benefits him. Gisele sits in the back of the class and vehemently tries to ignore the beady eyes of dead animals staring down her neck from behind. The subject itself is easy though, as long as you bring gloves.
2:25-3:30 ; Extracurriculars. Now, now clubs are a chore unless if you have your friends with you. And Gisele does have friends...albeit annoying ones with the exception of Walburga. Do they actually participate in activities? No. Is it an excuse to catch up with friends? Most definitely.
3:45-7:00 ; Studying is a chore but since Gisele doesn't have anything better to do, she might as well crack her textbooks open and stare into the wall, hoping that a silver of motivation would come but it never does. 0/10 experience.
7:10 - 8:10 ; For 1st-5th years It's mandatory to head to the great hall for dinner. Gisele doesn't mind since the food's actually good. Sometimes, the house elves serve tantalizing plates of roasted chicken and greens followed by a plentiful helping of treacle tarts. Other times, you would be met by a bowl of hearty stew alongside a slice of lightly toasted sourdough bread.
8:30 - 10:00 ; Gisele doesn't take astronomy so she has the entirety of the evening to herself hooray. Since studying simply isn't an option for her as she'll get good grades anyways without it, Gisele uses this time to either work on her various projects or tend to her automatons, hair infused with the scent of motor oil and copper. At 9:30 sharp, she'll run off to shower and carry out her night routine (brush teeth, remove rouge blah blah blah) before going to sleep. And the cycle repeats
obligatory note: This would probably be the final post I make about my knights of walpurgis dr for awhile before I focus on my genshin dr
listen to the saintess for she speaks the unholy words of the goddess // ms. rowan nightwine // lover of hobie brown // black hair & pale skin & green eyes // ravens circle the daughter-son of aphrodite & ares .
ignore the false prophet allegations ... i'll never lie ! // reblog account of @deepinthegroves // revamped from a ditched spam
the castle was ablaze. smoke, thick and venomous, green and black, in the dying colors of the treacherous house, coiled up the pillars like ghosts of old dread. the lords who had schemed to bind her in chains and twist her into their puppet were nothing but ashes now. the banners of house greenpyre had vanished into the air as dead embers. the false king who had once defiled her great ancestor’s crown, who had drawn the blade on his own kin to usurp the blood throne, lay in ashes at her feet now. king eldred, the false, was no more than dust. and there she stood, surrounded by the blazing reds, her eyes lit with the furies of vengeance, her hair wild and inseparable from the ruinous fire behind her. the war had commenced, walls whispered of her return, the great queen, the mistress of dragons, the morning sun, the first roar of lions, the conqueror. the air had shifted, change was anear. the colours of dawn crept along the horizon, waiting to be broken into their glory . and the salt from the sea drifted along to the eastern rocks, where, for the first time in centuries, the night had come alive with the music of dragons
𝜗𝜚 : i’m spending valentine’s day with my favorite (and only) boyfriend, Leon ♡
✹ where does your date/hangout take place? (city, dorms, beach, mystical palace, etc)
𝜗𝜚 : our date takes place all around the city but it starts at my house ♡
✹ who planned the day? you or them?
𝜗𝜚 : Leon planned our date ♡
✹ what gifts are you giving? (if planning to)
𝜗𝜚 : i’m planning to gift Leon a lego car set, a freshly baked patch of his favorite cookies, and a handwritten letter about how much i love him ♡
✹ what gifts are you receiving?
𝜗𝜚 : i received a stuffed animal that smells just like his cologne, a bouquet of my favorite flowers and the 1992 edition to my favorite book♡
✹ is the ambience and energy more soft and romantic, playful and chaotic or steamy and tense?
𝜗𝜚 : the ambiance is soft and romantic with a mix of playful and chaotic. Leon isn’t someone who would do such an extremely grand thing, yet he’s also knows how important valentine’s day is to me so it makes sure it’s something i’ll remember. as for chaotic that will mostly because either he or i messed up on something and didn’t realize until the last second♡
✹ favorite moment from the day?
𝜗𝜚 : going to the aquarium with him and going out to eat at a cafe that we have been meaning to try out for the longest ♡
✹ do you post/take pictures and videos of each other or keep things private?
𝜗𝜚 : i posted one photo and it was the two of us at the aquarium but other than that i didn’t post anything else ♡
✹ what song would be the soundtrack of your valentines?
𝜗𝜚 : it’s between all i need by radiohead and lovers rock by sade ♡
✹ describe the ending of the day/night with one memorable scene.
𝜗𝜚 : our date ended with Leon taking me back home where we did a clay face mask and watched how to lose a guy in ten days before falling asleep in each other’s arms. ♡
“When I creep into our bed, there is the joy and relief of a person entering a secret dimension. Here, I shall be useless. The world can go on without me. Here, I shall be held by love.”