[harpselegy]

           “Who ever wants to start my harem gets 200 mortal years on the house~”

[harpselegy]

(As MotherfuckingCattleQueen) “Oh, good. It’s all ruined.”

 Things Heard/Said Working in the Costume Workshop  || Accepting @motherfuckingcattlequeen

          “Look. I don’t know how the Connacht prepare their dead, but in Munster we give them a proper burial. Not display them like a sick warning.”

[harpselegy]

We’ve learned an important lesson today, and that lesson is: don’t do that.

 Things Heard/Said Working in the Costume Workshop  || Accepting @beastbirth

          “Agreed. Who knew humans could be so resilient.. We’ll get them next time. “

[harpselegy]

“Nothing personal, but I’m deeply ashamed that I even know you.”

 Things Heard/Said Working in the Costume Workshop  || Accepting@thecutestarcher 

        “Cruel. But fair.  Adultery, murder and self entitled ruling tend to come at the price of peoples less than positive attitudes. Or is it because you are jealous?”

[harpselegy]

You’re lucky I’m morally above grave robbing. By, like, half a step, but still.

  Things Heard/Said Working in the Costume Workshop  || Accepting @ridehercrop

           “Digging up a dead body never hurt anyone come on! If we dig up your dead husband we can summon him into this war at that!~”

[occasionalrpmemes]

Things Heard/Said Working in the Costume Workshop

“If I choke to death here, I want you to put me in my coffin with both my middle fingers up.”

“Did you know that every single thing here is wrong?”

“Just… blood everywhere. I’m talking ev-ry-where.”

“Permission to slam-dunk this into the garbage?”

“No one’s ever cut a finger off in this room. I promise.”

“This ain’t what any god ever intended.”

“What do theater majors even do? Eat glass? Staple things to themselves? Yes.”

“Anyone else hear that siren going off?”

“Let’s go see what they lit on fire now.”

“Oh, good. It’s all ruined.”

“Did someone say polka?”

“Shoulder pads. More of them.”

“We’ve learned an important lesson today, and that lesson is: don’t do that.”

“I want to help you, but I need to know what the problem is first.”

“I hate it. I despise it. I loathe it. I have so many synonyms for how much I don’t like this.”

“It’s difficult, but it’s possible. Probably.”

“You can cry if you have to. No judgement.”

“It’s not that it’s a bad place. It’s just full of dust and fire hazards and also I’m pretty sure it’s haunted.”

“Please do not ever say those words to me again.”

“I would NEVER do that! …Unless I was, like, really mad.”

“You’re lucky I’m morally above grave robbing. By, like, half a step, but still.”

“Nothing personal, but I’m deeply ashamed that I even know you.”

“You’re, like, the closest friend I have, you know? And that’s really fucking sad.”

[harpselegy]

             “Nap now, save the world later..”

[harpselegy]

amazingly-average-eggpay tribute.”

{Type of human..?}

“S-sorry… I didn’t know this was sacred ground…” I guess it’s gonna be another troublesome day for Kazuma. Let’s hopefully try to play it cool. “If I’m causing a disturbance, I’ll leave…”

             “Its fine, I can only assume its because you’re not from Ireland. Faries are dangerous things to people around here~ A place like this is usually avoided because of this. You’re more than welcome to stay of course, its been a while since I’ve had company.”

[harpselegy]

             @amazingly-average-egg  { ❤ ‘d }

              “As much as I’d love to greet a new face and give the whole lecture on how sacred this holy land is, I’ve got a feeling you’re not the type of human to come and pay tribute.”

[harpselegy]

motherfuckingfacelessking

Trying to play the badboy role?

The words rattled through his head, as if he was standing in some incredulous echo-chamber. As if his entire persona was just an act, to cover up some vulnerability, or conceal a bestial nature. Sure, a dash of danger in their lives meant he could play the village lasses’s heartstrings like a bleeding harp…

Still… if a part was fun to play… it certainly grated less than 『 Hipster 』 .

“What can I say? Taking a holiday with danger never stops being, well fun, right? And who can argue with a method that works?”

             “ You’re not even going to deny it? What an interesting human you are~”

A method that works? Wasn’t that only a thing that worked in fiction? This servant might have been a little bratty, or rough around the edges but bad? Honestly bad? Maybe a fancy beard wasn’t a bad idea if the goal was to come off as such. Pressing buttons to see which would land was the name of the game either way, but this was definitely not the expected answer.. Interesting was right. Of all the dumb idiots to lie to a Spirit, he definitely had spunk.

“Most might clamor and deny such an accusation, not agree with it! So it really is just an act!”

[harpselegy]

            “You’ve made that perfectly clear! The title you hold is fitting, thats for sure!”

Time to switch around this act no? To be anything but supportive at this point would be a thorn in her side both to conscience and ego. Yes Tiamat had been forceful in her ways, but they were all from a heart with love. A heart that a “monster” held. A heart she herself could find familiarity in. The very thing which only served more love. If only humans could have been so understanding to the depths of what they deemed as “monsters”. If the spoken word could be rewritten, the mother of angels might be a more fitting name. Or so one of the same cloth could believe.

“Though, I must admit I might be a bit too old for any use of mothering~ I do appreciate it! Please take care of me well!”

[harpselegy]

{{ Anyone want a starter~

[harpselegy]

beastbirth

This was even worse than being away from her children. At least then she could imagine their love. How they would call out her name in happiness and she would sweep them up into her arms and hold them for an eternity and a half. This was worse than that. This was being denied her basest need. Denying her as a mother. 

ąa̡a͜aa̸

There were no words to express how she felt. Only the sad cry of anguish that spilled from her lips. Her hands release Aoibheall and her legs collapsed from under her. 

“̛áa҉a͞a͞a aa”

              “Listen, its ok. That’s the marvel of being alive. To make choices, to become whatever it is you please to be. For me, my path is of protection, of guidance and to nurture. Independence.  It is who I want to be, who I strive to be. To be the river that carved its path into the earth.”

Right here, and right now, these acts displayed at her feet, was everything she’d dreaded. Everything she’d swear was against her. If a fae wished to become aes sídhe, she’d let them. If they wished to become baobhan sith, she’d let them. Aoibheall’s position was not to judge or punish those for being what their hearts destined, but to encourage. While this right here was a story all its own.. It didn’t change that belief.

“You can do that too. Even if not by blood. If you wish it you too can become what you wish to be. To be a mother. To be a statement of maternal love. It won’t apply ro everyone, with me as an example, but that shouldn’t change how you feel in your heart. That shouldn't change who your soul is.”

[harpselegy]

               “Instead of slaughtering a tree and decorating its corpse, or contributing to pollution with a plastic one, why not instead plant some lavender instead? You can grow it indoors and be given the gift of new life! Once February comes you can even plant it outdoors!”

[harpselegy]

             “ ᚛ᚄᚑ ᚄᚐᚇ ᚄᚑ ᚄᚐᚇ᚜ " 

[harpselegy]

beastbirth

᚛ᚃᚆ a̴͜a̡à̵̛A̶̛͟Á͘͝A͘ 

Her words go back to her natural speech in shock. Her breathing stilled and there was a feeling in her chest that she could not describe. A burning sensation. A squeezing sensation. A piercing sensation. It was all of these and none of them at the same time. It was painful. And it hurt. Tiamat hated it.

“a̧a̸͏aa͝a̢͠A̴̶͜Á͡A̶͞A҉́A̵AA̕A͘͟͝A͟AĄ” Tortured wails burst through her mouth and she held  Aoibheall at arm’s length. “A̕ÁA͘͟A͞A҉A̸͠A͜A̷̸͞A̧͠Ą͡A̛͟A͡͏̷͜A̛҉̛͟A̴̡̛À́͠A̡̡̨̕͟A҉̛͞Á̷͜͞A̷̕A͠͠A҉̡͟A͞͞Ȁ̳͍ͭ̽Ḁ̧̛͎̩͇̻̬̪̹̈ͮ̓ͦ̃̂A̸̖͈͎̳̝̣͂̓͗̏̌ͯͫ̆Ã̙̥̥͙̪̞͕̉̏͜A͓̫̝̠̞͖ͯ͗ͦ̊̈́ͥ̾ͦ̀A̧̮̬͍̖̩̘͂̇͑̂̃ͅĄ̔̔͑̓̂ͭͣ̒̚͏͇̣̲͙A͕͔̭̝̯ͭͭͬ̏ͥ͞A̓̅ͭͮ̂̎ͬ҉̯͖̥”

She shakes her head violently, as if by wishing hard enough she could make  Aoibheall would love her like the rest of her children.

              “And how do you think I feel? Truthfully, consider such a thing. “

It didn’t take much to wiggle away. Tips from fae no doubt made it easy to slip away when one did not expect to be teased in such a manner. It was sad.. To see her in such agony over the truth. If there was an approach which would work, she’d have chosen it. Unfortunately this frenzy of primordial screeching was all too familiar. Sirens and Banshee were kin to this beast for sure. It.. was depressing.. To tug on the heart strings at a time like this. As much as it hurt her pride to fold.. It might be necessary.

“ Tiamat. Much like yourself my love for those deemed “beasts” is vast. But I do not claim to have birthed them, to have given them life. So yes I can. I deny you fully, because I refuse to lead you on with this act out of love. Please. Calm yourself.”

[harpselegy]

             “ ᚛ᚃᚆᚓᚏᚓ ᚋᚆ ᚔᚏᚔᚄᚆ ᚄᚓᚏᚃᚐᚅᚈᚄ ᚐᚈ"