AS I SANK BENEATH THE TIDE.

𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐎? 𝑨𝑳𝑳 𝑬𝑴𝑷𝑻𝒀 𝑰𝑵𝑺𝑰𝑫𝑬, 𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬?

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… i have officially moved ! find me over @onlyliberty 8D. I’m gonna let you guys come back if you wish, so this message will be reblogged as a reminder.

[onlylibertya]

… i have officially moved ! find me over @onlyliberty 8D. I’m gonna let you guys come back if you wish, so this message will be reblogged as a reminder.

[onlylibertya]

… i have officially moved ! find me over @onlyliberty 8D. I’m gonna let you guys come back if you wish, so this message will be reblogged as a reminder.

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copiesofme​.

   … finishes tying one shoe and turns to tie the other. then she rests her elbows on her knees and look right up at Anne.

       why not? now - off to school, c’mon we gotta go.

     there’s a moment between her other shoe being laced, and the little hamster in anne’s head stopping running. she still stands there, hands on hips in the same way dolores had only moments before.

      if the lobster doesn’t have to go to school, why do i?

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Dolores squints at her hair, before then turning to set hands on hips, before catching sight of her shoes, and then immediately kneels to tie Anne’s shoes better. They’er good but not quite, on the level of ‘won’t trip’

    because. Anne. Learning is a very important, you’re very smart- and we gotta keep working your brain.

     whether or not she intends to, anne is very quick to copy her pose. hands on hips and staring up at her.

    ... why?

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𝑫. 𝑨𝑩𝑬𝑹𝑵𝑨𝑻𝑯𝒀.

   Dolores is stirring the ladle through the cauldron, keeping an eye on the contents within before she sprinkles a bit more of the spice in. Satisfied with the consistency of the soup within she turns and plucks up one of the wooden trays and uses the knife to scrap the chopped celery within. Inhaling with a content smile, “Evening, Anne.” She responds with a chirp and then reaches over to begin scraping the carrots clean. There’s a pause with the catch of Anne’s state, and such a gauge of her facial features are short when it is deemed that there is no cause of distress behind the appearance of former tears. And so Dolores goes back to scraping the carrots for the day’s supper. “Is that so?” She chuckles, “Makes me worried for the day that you decided to marry-” Then she turns the carrots and begins to slice them, “Speaking of- will Ekganit be joining us for supper again?”

      There would be few things more lovely than returning home after a hard day at the temple, to the warmth and smell of their home. Most priests and priestesses chose to sleep there, but they didn’t have a home in this particular hold. Anne supposes, in many ways, that she was lucky enough that Dolores had decided to plant roots in Riften. Everything else had come completely naturally to her. Popping a chunk of bread into her mouth, Anne sets about removing her hood and shaking the red of her hair free of it. She loves the robes, but her favourite part of the day was always letting her hair down. “Yeah- reckon the bride got a bit annoyed, so Maramal sent me downstairs to finish copyin’ the tomes.” Not the most riveting work, but with no women requiring assistance in bringing their children into the world, it was the only thing left. “Bold of you to assume I want to get married myself, mam!” Anne replies with a grin. “I’ve invited him, whether or not he comes is another matter entirely. He might have a thing or two that needs doin’.”

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the turn of anne to face her, and takes the opportunity to fix some stray curls, darn it. she thinks, she’s gotta rewatch that youtube turtorial on fixing curly hair for parents.

   because. anne. i’m your mother, and i’m helping you learn it, it’s different from getting the answers outright because then you’re not learning anything.

    Oh, she is still very suspicious and even if she is pleased by the little push of curls from her forehead, that’s not gonna stop her!

     why?

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@shadxwcd​ asked: "now that I have given my 'bestie' a cheek kiss can I not get one of my own' (Evie is like 'fuck the meme give me a kiss')

       “I’m flattered, truly!” Comes Anne’s reply, and for a moment she studies her fingernails like they are the most fascinating things she’s ever laid her eyes on. You know, seconds before she moves to give Evie a big, slobbery smooch on the cheek. “Jeez, yer so needy.”

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 ...  i could make a google doc with separate pages full of verse information- 

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dolores without missing a beat, setting the ferret lobster into her cage and fixing anne’s backpack.

    because, i told her not to help you cheat.

    squints, and pouts at the return of the lobster to her natural habitat.

      ... if it’s cheatin’ then why do you help me with me homework?

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Ahem, in Anne’s Warden verse, she is half-elf. In keeping with the scandal surrounding Anne’s birth historically, her mother was a city elf and she and her dad were in love. The bigger scandal came when it was discovered that Anne had an affinity for magic and was ushered away to the circle at age 5.

[starry-caramel]

Party time! 

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@musenssang​ asked: ❛ secrets are jealous things, permitting no fraternization. ❜ - from Caroline

      Was it that obvious? Anne had always considered herself a great keeper of secrets, for she had many that might never see the light of day. She doesn’t talk about them much, for fear that the shabby little life that she’s made in Nassau might crumble and fall apart. It was the only thing with consistency that she truly had, after all. There would always be men who needed drinks, and tables that needed cleaning. Perhaps Caroline has noticed how often she finds herself watching the door for a glimpse of a certain pirate who has caught her eye. That would be the only secret she could think of in the grand scheme of things. The doors open and Anne head snaps towards the door. A new face. She sighs, and returns to wiping down the bar.

      “Can ye see it that clearly?” Anne replies, her smile sheepish. “Don’t suppose ye know anythin’ about keepin’ secrets? Since I’m so awful at it.”

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..…. little cup of face with one hand, and kiss of forehead.

   anne, lobsters are magic and already know their lobster abc’s. she doesn’t have to go to school- but you do. now go on.

    tiny little huff.

mama, if agatha already knows her abcs then why doesn’t she help me with my homework

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me, thinking about how anne’s son in skyrim is half-orc

:0 

w o w

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…  tries to take the lobster to school in her backpack.

:0

….. gentle put of hand on shoulder, and immediate unzip of backpack and hoist of lobster OUT of said backpack. anne- no.

  ... way to make her sad, mom- she’s now seconds away from crying-

      mom what if the lobster wants to learn his abcs are u really gonna make her stay home