From the Beginning

𝕋𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕚𝕟𝕧𝕠𝕜𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕔𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕓𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪. 𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥 𝕚𝕥𝕤 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕥. || SIDEBLOG OF NORTHERN-YANKEE

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@windsofthemoor 

Elliot was close to falling asleep just beneath the cooling shade of the apple tree, half leaning back on it but still sitting with crossed arms on the bench, waiting for the Scotsman to arrive. He didn’t expect him to be late, thinking that he knew the extensive garden by heart, even if it is generous enough to effectively avoid a crowd of people easily. He habitually feels a subtle anxiousness when coming here, to be discovered eloping right under the Congress’s nose before he limps right on home of the statehouse, but nothing too big. But the faint shimmer of light reflecting off the circular metal piece that was hung around his neck with twine caused his anxiety to be out of wack. Elliot’s attention being constantly pulled away to each soft swish of leaves or crack of a branch, sitting upright to see for Daniel. 

[portlandsrosess]

Guess who’s “birthday” is in two days. that’s right, this pipecleaner with eyes right here my dudes, he’s gonna be 158 years young as a state on tuesday : “ )

[old-bay-state]

I CAN’T BELIEVE I MISSED IT BY A DAY

[musingsiren]

    You can break my  s o u l,      take my life away,             beat me,                     hurt me,                            kill me,       but for the love of GOD       don’t touch them

[rpmemes-galore]

Reblog if your muse is made of  ANGER  and  BAD DECISIONS

[sixpenceee]

Dr. Jennifer Steketee holds Meow, a 2-year-old tabby at the shelter in Santa Fe, N.M. Meow, arrived at the shelter weighing in at over 39 pounds, after his elderly owner could no longer care for the feline. The shelter plans to put the cat on a special diet so he can lose weight gradually. Adult cats typically weigh between 7 and 12 pounds. 

[harry-lloyd]

[oceansode]

@tiredofhardtack @imnocoward

[addingmycolours]

@bentallmxdge @theotherdevereux

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windsofthemoor:

Daniel grinned at the younger, eyes bright as could be. “Of course. See, Mina? He doesn’t mind it.” The girl sighed a little, a smile pulling at the corners of delicate pink lips. “And you wonder why you drive Alistair up the wall. At least things will be a little quiet, now that you have someone to bug other than poor Al.” She giggled, picking up her skirts some as they walked up to the carriage. Daniel helped his sister in before stepping aside and allowing Elliot to answer. The dock workers would make sure his belongings were secured to the carriage, hand working swiftly to secure the ropes.

Daniel shut the carriage door behind him, smiling all the while. “I hope you don’t mind the castle. It’s a drafty old thing and the sea can make the mornings rather chilly and foggy, but it’s home. And it’s doors are always open to you.” Mina nodded in agreement. “And although John isn’t here to meet you… He’s no doubt happy to see you as well.” There was a strange tone to her voice, a twinge of sadness and… Guilt… Hidden in her words. But she smiled nonetheless.

          The ginger chuckled softly, quite entertained by the two siblings. Once he had settled into the carriage, his curious deep green eyes followed as the surroundings were left behind. Elliot, though admiring the workers and the ships that peppered the large dock, turned his attention back to the Scottish siblings.         “A castle?” He said as he raised an eyebrow. “Oh- no I am fine with cooled homes, I am actually looking forwards even more to seeing it. There aren’t any sorts of..castles in America. Unless you count the state buildings, those are about as big as they get there.” Elliot chirped happily, though felt a little embarrassed.      “I am very honored to even be graced with his approval” Elliot nod slightly, watching Mina. He saw her expression, one that he had seen many times and knew that John wasn’t exactly with them anymore. “I’m wondering- had my package for you arrived in good shape? General Washington wanted to make sure to give his thanks for your help during the war, the both of you.”

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windsofthemoor:

Daniel caught sight of him, dashing off across the dock like a young buck, bounding over crates. Mina tried her best to keep up, apologizing to sailors and dock workers alike. Elliot found arms wrapped around him, pulling him close. The smell of the woods and the sea clung to Daniel, filling the younger’s senses as Mina finally reached them. With a breathless laugh she shook her head. “You gave nearly the whole dock a heart attack.” Her voice was so much more delicately accented than Daniel’s, the very picture of grace. Daniel only smiled, hugging Elliot dor a second longer.

“They’ll get over it. I haven’t seen Elly boy here in so long. They’d be the same with their own mates, I’m sure.” Wrapping an arm around Elliot’s shoulder he started to steer the younger across the dock to the carriage. “As for you, I hope your journey faired well. These waters can be a bit rough sometimes for big ships like this. Mighty pretty thing she is, for a cargo ship.” He hummed. Mina only laughed, blue eyes glittering bright. “Perhaps you should save the questions till we get home. I’m sure Elliot is tired.”

Elliot let out a laugh as he was welcomed so warmly by the Scotsman, nuzzling gently against his neck as he embraced and became comfortable to the other’s scent. God how he missed him, even the gentle rumble of his voice cured the bits of homesickness he had already started to feel once they reached halfway through the sea.

“I think they’d be more surprised with how quick you made it over here, never saw someone move so quickly” the state humored, following along with Daniel, lightly leaning against him in a small sign of playfulness. He wanted to stay a bit longer, see whatever changes have occurred if so with Daniel, wishing dearly for more time but he gently rubbed his thumb against Daniel’s side in a small sign of affection, to make up a little bit.

He gave Mina a light smile. “It was quite rough but I am no stranger to unhappy waves, I did gain the nickname Bay State for a reason” he boasted lightly. “This is my first travel across the sea, I am quite weary with exhaustion but I think I can handle a question or two.”

[windsofthemoor-blog]

@old-bay-state

The Western coast of Scotland was rocky and cold, sand sticking to the boots of the sailors as they unloaded. A great stone castle sat upon the distance cliff, seeming huge even from so far away. It sat quiet and somber, memories hidden away in its stone. Little could Elliot know that quiet stone fortress would be his destination. The heavy clouds ahead promised rain soon, cool wind blowing at his coat, but not cold enough to chill yet. The carriage rumbled over the cobblestone, shining boots landing on the wood of the dock.

It was Daniel, dressed no longer like a general of His Majesty’s Army, but rather a distinguised young gentleman, braid ties with a thin black ribbon rather than feathers. A young woman followed him, her small form dressed in powder pink silk, a locket at her pale neck, freckles dusted across her face and dainty collarbones. Her wild red curls were pinned up, and she shared Daniel’s unnaturally blue eyes. She must be Mina then… His little sister who so bravely sent supplies and information to Washington during the war. Now, she was back home with her brothers.

[old-bay-state]

       Elliot didn’t expect the amount of pride and satisfaction he would gain from his new found independence, or the joy of making his own means but either way the young state managed to gain permission from his Congress for travel. 

         With his boat finally at the docks, he anxiously awaited to spot a familiar face as he stood at the plank that allowed passage from the dock and the trade ship. He didn’t skimp out on dressing as finely as he can without standing out too much. He had grown a couple of inches since the middle of the war, his hair had brought on a lighter tone with ginger but still was in the dark tones, and the freckles on his face increased, now covering  the entire span of his back and shoulders if he were to be seen bare.

          A small grin cracked on his face as he saw the familiar welcoming blue eyes coming onto the docks, Elliot walked off the plank as he made a bee-line to the siblings, calling out “Daniel! Mina!” to catch their attention.

[dateaboysuggestions]

Date a boy who’s completely amazing and great but lives 7000+ miles away

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@brimaquonx     

       “You have to be kidding me” where the only words that came out of Elliot’s mouth before abandoning his drink on the windowsill to get into a mad sprint down the hall. It was by chance he was peering out through the window that overlooked the ships, even though there was a small party going on for the new cadets, Elliot wasn’t in the mood to see to them. The sign of seeing his own cousin and a face that seems very similar to the description that Remy had ranted about with her constant fights with taking off in two of the ships, was a horrible sign for him to see.  Neither a less, the abnormal activity of space’s ‘weather’ was sending red panic signals in his head. 

   The ginger was tugging his uniform in place, studdering his steps as he went a sharp corner as he continued his bee-line to the ships in hope to shepherd them back.

[windsofthemoor-blog]

@northern-yankee

(( I’M SORRY HENRY IS SUCH AN ASS ))

[affectionsuggestion]

I wanna hug you and cuddle you until I forget about all my problems

[brothersebastianscompendium]

use the gif search function to look for your muse’s faceclaim and post the first three gifs that show up

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windsofthemoor:

Daniel chuckled, eyes bright and glittering. “Don’t worry about me. I know how to handle it all… Trouble might as well be my middle name.” He grinned, nodding. “I hope now with my presence in the colonies, I’ll be hearing back from you more, the war permit it.” His smile softened some, becoming more affectionate as he watched Elliot look back to his men. Elliot was incredibly young compared to Daniel, but already had so much responsibility on his shoulders. It was certainly respectable.

“I shall look eagerly to word from you. In the meantime… I’ll be working my influences for you and your men.” He smiled, patting Elliot’s shoulder before guiding him towards the entrance, keeping his voice low. “You go first. I’ll leave a few moments after. Keep prying eyes from suspecting, aye?”

    Elliot looked up at him, the corner of his lips twitched slightly in a small sign of a smile. He felt quite humored, at this point the growing colony was glad he had took up the job of sending the letters out to the Scotlands during the earlier years. 

         “Well Mr. Trouble, do expect to hear from me more now that you allowed me access. I hope that whatever I write may keep you occupied from inching yourself from even more trouble.” The dark hair ginger followed after him, once more raising a look of seriousness and pride, not wanting to seem to giggly in front of his own men. “Thank you” Elliot murmured softly, his green eyes flickering for a moment to look at Daniel before hurrying off into the crowd. 

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windsofthemoor:

Daniel noticed the other’s fidgety nature, slender brows furrowing a bit until the younger pulled him into a hug. One hand raised up to keep his hat on his head, the other patting Elliot’s back. “You know my fondness for drink, though I think Alistair will be more pleased with that than I.” His smile was nothing but gentle as he pulled back. “And though we fight under the King’s banner, my boys are Scots through and through. They’ll do what I need them to be, and our English friends won’t even know you’ve slipped out from under their noses until you’re long gone.”

At the mention of the letters, his blue eyes glittered brightly, his smile becoming even softer and affectionate. “When the war is over? You’d make me wait so long for the pleasantness of your friendship?” He chuckled, but his tone did not change. “No, I’m afraid I’m a hard one to shake off, dear Elliot. You’ll be hearing from me as often as I can send a letter out without being caught. And maybe even when I’m not so sure that I’m not noticed. I have a bad habit of getting into trouble.” He laughed again. “But for you, its worth it. There’s not much England can do to me that he hasn’t already done.”

He looked out towards the entrance of the alleyway, smiling some. “Looks like your men are starting to miss their commander.”

      “I’ll make sure once I see Alistair I get him a drink too” he laughed. Elliot felt a bit chipper than usual, perhaps with finally having a fresh face to see and having a comfortable talk had put his spirits back in motion.  “I’ll be in great gratitude with your help, honestly Daniel, I don’t think there are enough languages in the world to explain my level of joy for you.” 

    “I don’t think I would want to shake you off, I am just fearful of you getting in trouble, I don’t think I’d be able to handle myself if I knew an ally got in trouble with sending letters to me.” Though with such a thought of accidentally getting Daniel in trouble with small letters of endearment and comradeship, it felt a bit troubling for Elliot but Daniel’s last comment manage to bring up a smile on the ginger’s face, making him pat him on the shoulder, his face burning a bit red. “Then I look forwards for your letters as I always do, I’ll always makes sure to send you a letter as soon as possible.” 

      Elliot adjusted his worn-out hat as he looked down the alley, seeing his own people going by the entrance, his sense of worriment rising up once more. He regretfully didn’t warn them with his sudden disappearance, caught up with tracking after the other fellow.  “Indeed it does. It’ll be best for me to go back to them, but in the meantime I’ll send a man later tonight to communicate to you with a letter, stay safe, alright?”