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Oh thank god my roommate is finally asleep.... *unlocks secret passageway to my evil chambers*
the hot new trend is "guard posting"
I feel confident enough to post these now. A collection of all the existing posters after some edits from the other post that got 13k notes! These are full size/quality. Go nuts.
You may use them for wallpapers, tabletop campaigns, whatever. Consider tipping me (do people use kofi for that or tumblr's built in system? Let me know what you prefer) or buying a print or sticker here! If you do use them, let me know what for, or send pictures!
Any setting where the elves have weaker booze than the dwarves isn't committing to the bit
I mean, we're talking about people whose lifespan is Yes.
"Oh, the weak wine? That is for children. I am two thousand years old, and I daresay one sip from this highball would knock you on your ass for a week."
Look, there's this weird thing people do with high fantasy where they want elves to be immortal/extremely long-lived snooty aristocrats and also somehow incapacitated by imagining the taste of salt too hard. "Orcs and dwarves have the hardest booze" no they don't, they have work in the morning! In any of these settings, elves would pregame harder than hobbits party and everyone else has shit to do tomorrow.
The average high elf builds up the drug tolerance of a mid-70s Hollywood producer and then spends three centuries studying alchemy. While humans seek immortality, the Immortals seek the elusive "philosopher's cocaine."
oh you hate me? you see my big beautiful sad brown eyes and you’re gonna hate me?
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Was just informed by my mom that I do in fact have ADHD and the reason I thought I didn’t was because ever since I was seven whenever I got super energetic my mom would have me go chop wood so now when I’m feeling The ADHD I go chop wood and I thought it was just some sort of routine I started when I was little and wanted to blow off steam
I’d also like to point out that my sister has a really hard time staying present (I can’t remember the term because we’ve always called it Tethered at my house) and whenever she’s feeling Untethered my mom has her knead bread and make syrup because they’re repetitive and easy things to do that ground her
Now that I’m thinking about it- my brother has days where he doesn’t talk and doesn’t eat unless he’s prompted, and on those days my mom sits him down in the fish pond in the backyard and plays Mozart and because he’s so used to that being his wake up he always comes back in after like an hour rambling about random things
Oh yeah and when it rains my mom has a required hour where we all have to go outside and run around and whoever finds the most worms for the garden wins and then we go inside and my mom makes us tea and we watch Studio Ghibli movies
Wait!!! When one of us has a bad day at school we make a fire in the backyard and roast homemade sausages and my mom tells us stories until we laugh and then she tucks is in bed like we’re five again and sings us songs
Uh.... wait guys is my mom a witch raising a bunch of fae kids hold on-
“I didn’t know I had adhd because my mom gave me such an effective coping mechanism” is such a high bar to clear and she soared over it like a space-plane.
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(Not comprehensive, mostly ones I like) -Shai- שַׁי - Gift -Zohar -זוהר -light -Orel -אוֹרְאֵל - light of God - Uri - אוּרִי - My fire/light -Yuval - יוּבָל - Stream -Neta - נֶטַע- Seedling -Liron- לִירוֹן- My song/joy -Keshet -קֶשֶׁת - Rainbow -Chesed- חֶסֶד - Goodness -Elah- אֵלָה - Oak tree (Related to tu bishvat) -Stav -סתָו - Autumn -Tal - טַל- Dew -Ziv - זִיו -Bright -Tzvi- ץְבִי -Deer -Ofra -עָףְרָה -Fawn
Naughty words in a godless world
Imagine you're writing a story that takes place in a world that has no God, or gods, or saints. What do you do with exclamations like "Oh gosh!" (derived from "Oh God") or "Jeez!" (derived from "Jesus!")? And - oh god - what do you do with curses and swear words? If your characters can't say "Oh my god", "hell no", or "damn" because there are no gods to damn anyone to hell... what are your options?
Here is a list for inspiration
In general, non-religious curse and swear words refer to local cultural taboos.
Many languages swear by referring to cleanliness: dirty, sweaty, sticky, smelly etc. This includes things you do on the toilet.
Some languages, like Dutch, use diseases as curses and insults. For example, someone nasty/bothersome might be called a "cancer sufferer" in Dutch. These swear words are combinations of (derivates of) typhus, cholera, and cancer.
Societal hierarchy and family trees, mainly the inferior positions like a bastard (seen as inferior in the family tree) or a derogatory word that refers to lower class people (seen as inferior in that society).
On the other hand, you could insult a highly valued member of the other person's family, like their mother, or of their society, like their Queen/Emperor.
Sexual taboos, often implying someone (or their mother) is more sexually active than society accepts of them.
Calling someone the word for someone's genitalia refers to the same taboo.
How do you apply this to your language?
You could use explicit/taboo words as ... :
... an intensifier: "It was a shit-hot day."
... a negative adjective: "This is a shitty job."
... an insulting noun: "This journey is shit."
Or try to be creative and combine different taboos for a multi-hit offense. My favorite one is the Spanish "I shit in your mother's milk", which combines insulting the other person's mother, the taboo of bodily functions, and the taboo of cleanliness.
During my research I came across this article, which contains a number of concrete examples from all over the world you can draw inspiration from.
And on a less offensive note, you could always make up your own equivalent of "Merlin's beard!", "Great Scott!", or "For Pete's sake!" (Pete, by the way, is a catholic reference: Pete is Saint Peter.)
I hope this was helpful. Don’t hesitate to ask me any questions, and happy writing!
Follow me for more writing advice, or check out my other writing tips here. New topics to write advice about are also always appreciated.
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And if you come up with creative curses, feel free to add them in the comments :)
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I'd love to know what movies get wrong about orphanages if you wouldn't mind sharing!
Oh, I'm so glad you asked!
So imagine all the movies with orphanages in them: Annie, Despicable Me, Meet the Robinsons*, Stuart Little, etc. The narrative goes like this. A bunch of poor orphans live in a home run by usually one person. When prospective parents come to visit, the children eagerly all line up, hoping to get picked! So exciting! The parents find the child they want, fill out a bunch of paperwork, and go home with their new child. There may be a couple bumps as everyone gets used to the new family dynamic, but they work themselves out by the end of the movie. Happily ever after!
Literally every single thing about that scenario is wildly incorrect. First off, and this comes as a surprise to most people, there aren't any orphanages in the United State. None.
Not many kids are orphaned these days thankfully, and if they are, there’s usually extended family or other arrangements previously made by the parents (like through their wills or godparents). If there’s truly no one that can take the kid, they’d be put into foster care and given an adoption worker along with their normal social worker.
The closest thing we have to orphanages are probably residential programs and group homes (which are basically a step down from residential and in a house with a smaller group of kids). I say they’re similar because they look it from the outside. A bunch of kids living together by adults who aren’t their parents.
That’s where the likeness ends, though. Kids in residential aren’t up for adoption. Strangers can’t go in and visit. The kids are there to receive extra care. They have something going on that make them too much to handle for their parents or foster parents, and it could be physical disability, behavioral issues, or mental health struggles. Most kids are in programs like that temporarily, though some live there for years. The adults that work there don’t live there. It’s a normal 40-hour workweek and many people work in shifts to make sure it’s properly staffed.
The government does line the kids up to show them off to prospective parents sometimes. They’re called adoption parties, and for some reason they’re held at Jordan’s Furniture store a lot. (Because they volunteer the space, I think.) There’s food and music and lots of kids up for adoption and lots of parents hoping to adopt.
Little kids tend to like them because they’re too young to understand what’s going on and, hey, lots of people to pay attention to me! Older kids HAAATE them. If they want to be adopted, then this is a great way to feel judged and rejected for a few hours. Most aren’t really excited about being adopted. Most kids’ birth parents are still alive, but their rights were forcefully terminated by the state. The kids can feel lots of things about this. Angry. Disloyal to their birth family if they want a new family. Scared of being hurt by the new family. Sad to leave their foster family. Still want to go home even if it’s not possible. It’s not a fun time.
Nothing concrete comes of these parties usually. Parents can talk to social workers afterward if there’s a kid that they want more information on, but it’s really the beginning of the process. There are other ways to begin that process. I’ve heard of teachers meeting a foster kid and wanting to adopt, or someone knowing a foster family taking care of a kid who’s up for adoption. Others simply talk to an adoption worker. I don’t know what the process is like for that. Quite often, foster families will take care of a kid and then adopt them. (That’s what happened to us. We fostered a newborn. He wasn’t up for adoption until he was two, and we were couldn’t even contemplate giving him up at that point.)
Sometimes, social workers will try to get prospective parents to meet kids without the kids realizing the adults are thinking about adoption, to spare the kid the worry and rejection. Once the parents have decided to move forward, there is paperwork, but I think it’s normal foster parent type paperwork because, surprise, you can’t adopt them yet. Kids have to live in your house for six months before you can adopt
Since most kids will be with a foster family before going to a pre-adoptive home, and they probably are comfortable there and attached to the family, the transition to the new home is gradual. They start out with visits for a few hours, then sleepovers. If the kid hasn’t figured it out already, they’ll let them know these people want to adopt them around this time. Some kids take it well. Some... don’t. Longer sleepovers, then finally they officially move in. This could be a couple weeks if the kid is already familiar with the adoptive family or longer if they’re particularly attached to the foster family.
If six months are up and things are still going well, the real paperwork can start. There are home evaluations, interviews with the parents, interviews with the children already in the family, psychologists determine if the adoptee is adjusted well and securely attached. I’m sure there’s a ton more that I don’t know about. It freaking takes forever. When you’re done, you have to go to court and have papers signed by a judge. I’m sure this is the best part of every judge’s day. There are smiles and pictures and kids happily banging the gavel to make it official!
Unfortunately, the issues that come from adoption are not all solved at the end of the 90-minute movie. My brother, who never lived with his birth mother and has only had us as his family, still has issues. I know a girl who was straight up abandoned by her mother. She’s got serious mental health and self-worth issues years later, even though she and family adore each other and they are so good to her and super supportive. On the other hand, some people have zero issues over it. They don’t know and don’t care about their birth family.
Some issues go away after time and love. Some people start out with no issues, but after a few months or years, things start to change. Their subconscious realizes that they’re not in danger, and this is a safe environment where they can finally start to work through the trauma they’ve been through, and suddenly they’ll start having mental health or behavioral problems, and sometimes they’re severe.
It’s sad, but occasionally adoptions fail. This is part of the reason for the six-month wait. Sometimes the kids have so many issues that the parents can’t help them and keep them safe. Sometimes the parents weren’t as good people as they pretended to be and should haven’t kids. Thankfully, this type. of thing is pretty rare. I’ve never met anyone who it’s happened to. Most of the time, kids are put into good homes with people who love them and help them heal from the things their birth families put them through.
TL;DR There aren’t any orphanages in the US. Adoption is very complicated and emotionally messy, but it’s great! I’m sorry not sorry I wrote an essay.
*I give Meet the Robinsons a pass. Lots of kids who are up for adoption or who have been adopted struggle with it a lot. For some, they feel worthless because their foundational belief about themselves is that not even their own mother wanted them. For others, they feel guilty about betraying their birth family when they start to love the adoptive family. Some are rejected repeatedly. Almost all of them have been deeply hurt in the past. Meet the Robinsons acknowledges issues like these and told the story of a boy who dealt with them in a healthy way, and showed kids that it’s okay for them to be happy, and made a very cute and imaginative movie out of it, and I love it for existing.
cool irish (gaeilge) words because why not
beochaoineadh (bee-oh-kween-ooh): a lament for someone who has gone away but not died; “elegy for the living”
bladar (blodder): talking crap
liúdramán (loo-dra-mawn): a lazy mess of a person who really doesn’t do anything with themselves
plámás (plaw-maws): sweet-talking/flattering someone too woo them; sneaky flirting
airneánach (arr-nyan-och): someone who likes working/staying up late into the night, comes from “airneán/airneál” which is when everyone from a small village would gather in one person’s house for a late night of music and entertainment
aimliú (am-loo): the ruining of something after being exposed to bad weather
aduantas (ah-joon-tis): anxiety when surrounded by people you don’t know or when you’re somewhere new
crocadóir (cruck-a-door): a snake; fake person who’d sell you out if given the opportunity
saoi (see): a highly respected, wise, learned person
pléaráca (play-raw-ka): boisterous merrymaking i.e. what we call a sesh these days
asclán (ass-clawn): the amount of something that can be carried under one arm
reanglamán (rang-la-mawn): a really tall, lanky person
ragaire (rag-erra): someone who enjoys late-night wandering or talking for hours late into the night
aiteall (at-chill): the dry spell inbetween rain showers
easóg (ass-oag): sneaky weasel/rat; cranky/sassy bitch
dearglach (dyarg-glock): a red glow in the sky
lofa (luffa): something disgusting
plobaireacht (plub-er-acht): speaking incoherently while crying
drochdheoir (druck-yore/druck-ywee): a bad character trait inherited from one’s parents
codraisc (cud-reeshk): a random collection of worthless objects
clagarnach (cla-ger-nock): the sound of heavy rain on a rooftop
plóta (ploh-ta): an idiot
bunbhríste (bun-breesh-ta): well worn but still wearable trousers
pusachán (puss-a-kawn): someone who complains too much
bogán (bug-awn): soft, unsteady ground/overcooked, mushy food/a spineless person
spréachta (spray-k-ta): electrified with anger
leannán (lan-awn): lover
bothántaíocht (buth-awn-tea-ucht): calling your neighbours to catch up on the local gossip
pocléimnigh (puck-lame-nee): jumping for joy
stríocálaí (stree-call-ee): someone who works hard but isn’t well-skilled
mo chroidhe (muh cree): darling; literally “my heart”; similar to “stór (store)”
spéirbhean (spare-van): a woman as beautiful as the sky
Alright okay hear me out here for a quick seconds, but… what if werewolves are like selkies?
Selkies have the form of both human and seal, but when they become human their ‘seal fur’ becomes a coat that they can take on and off. If they lose their coat then they can no longer become a seal or swim at all, so, what if it’s the same with werewolves?
There are stories, sometimes, and old, old myths about werewolves that would shed their furs and their skins as they changed between night and day and moon and sun and what if that’s what they meant?
Instead of rushing blood and pounding hearts as the full moon peeked over the edge of the sky, what if it was soft fur from generations of love worn like a second skin?
Instead of twisting bones and howling screams what if it was the soft threads of a woven blanket years old but given down with so much love that it was almost tangible?
Instead of hidden secrets and cursed bites what if it was a coat given as a child, warm and cozy and soft and carrying the scent and memory of nothing except family?
There have always been stories about shapeshifters and in so many of the tales they need the fur or the skin or the coat of the animal they wish to shift into, so, what if it’s the same here, too?
What if werewolves are like selkies?
fucking,,,, just found out jack spent like 30 mins in walmart smelling shampoos bc i asked him to grab me some when he went but forgot to tell him what brand,,, like who the fuck,,,, why is he the way that he is,,,, he fucking got the right brand too that’s the worst part like IT WORKED
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wait this is really cute tho
Omegaverse Headcanon. Mixing clothes.
Generally, alphas, omegas and some betas like the idea of mixing clothes so their beloved one always have their scent.
They all can have multiple reactions, here are my favourites ones:
• So omegas usually love the idea of sharing a closet with their mates but they are a bit shy when it comes to mixing clothes. Most of the time they are the ones that "start" this ritual by leaving some of their clothes casually in their mates's closet side, after a few days the whole closet is a mess and none of them are sure about how it happened.
• When it comes to alphas they usually just do it since first day shameless, and they even like the idea of hiding their mate's clothes at the back of the closet so they use their alpha's clothes instead of their own.
• Betas are a different story, most of them get a bit annoyed when they see such a messy closet and they try their best to keep things tidy... even when, at the end of the week, they can't find a single sock that belongs to them. It's a little more tidy when they are dating betas but a whole mess when they are dating omegas or alphas.
• While nesting, omegas are very cautious choosing their mate's "most scented" clothes and they usually like winter clothes like jackets or hoodies.
• Sometimes, while courting, alphas can give clothes as a gift, trying to get their mates's attention with their scent.
Sharing closets and clothes it's a very nice way of saying "I love you and I hope you remember I'm here all the time with my scent" but also it's a way of saying "Stay away from my mates or I will rip your throat" when they haven't been bitten.
Hope you like it! Feel free to ask me for headcanons anytime!
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