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[leafiebreeze]

always thinking about how as characters they both face the conflict of "am i truly unlovable as a person?" and this is a central part of why they're narrative foils in terms of their relationships with others. (since they diverge based on how they react to this conflict as individuals) it makes me want to write an essay about it some time

[deneris]

full offense but no straight person has ever woken their inner sealed tailed beast because someone insulted their teammate

[laroeuse]

          me thinking about the details of names in the fair-folk ,  and how it’s impossible to know a fae’s real name because they’re always changing .  a person’s name could be a dozen different things to a dozen different people ,  names are shaped around words  &  meanings ,  not anything else .  a fae’s name could sound so long for one person ,  or short to another   (  i.e.  the difference between a childhood friend who you’ve come to associate many different words and meanings into  *   friend ,  love ,  soul-sharer ,  versus greeting a stranger   *  of which there are only a few variations of :  kind-stranger ,  cruel-stranger ,  dirty-stranger ,  suspicious-stranger ,  dangerous-stranger ,  etc .  )    and of course there are set titles that must always be followed ,  like lord  /  king  /  other various royalty greetings ,  as well as titles for merchants and tradesmen that are meant to show respect or kinship .  and that’s one way why it’s impossible to get a fae’s name to trap them ,  and they’re very clever --  many of them adopting either mortal pseudonyms or mashing together various letters or parts of their favorite words until they get something that flows like a mortal name  .           another thing that is important in the fair-folk names :  the infliction which they are said .  the way it is spoken changes it’s meaning sometimes .  harshness and cruelty change a name and make it bitter ,  gentleness and love change a name and make it intimate .  and yet it could be the same exact words that you’re saying  (  of course this is true for mortal names too ,  depending on the way someone says it to you changes the way that your own name feels against your skin  )   all of this added with the already somehow impossibility of being able to verbally speak their language  ,    it’s easy to understand how this language comes from a world entirely different than our own .           a side note ,  for those who are interested .   these are some of the words that were often given as associated names for jean  (  which is a mortal name he adapted when his home was destroyed and he came to our world  )  :    the winds  ,    the trees  ,  soul-barer ,  sunbeam ,  rose-tiped ,  sugar-lips ,  honey-tongued ,  delicate ,  timeless ,  life cycler ,  death-redone ,  dawn ,  ancient ,  garden ,  hurricanes ,  and many more  .

[vampirium-blog1]

RUSSIAN CLASSICS AESTHETIC.

BROTHERS KARAMAZOV :       orthodox monasteries  ,  deep woods  , starry nights  ,  the sound of paper being torn  ,  dimly lit rooms ,   withered roses ,  an unfinished letter, piles of books  , the sound of shattering glass , ticking of clocks in a silent house ,  heavy wooden furniture  , the air before a storm , the smell of earth  ,  a crowd of people dressed in black  , distant murmurs  ,  emptied streets ,  the fear of walking alone in dusk

CRIME AND PUNISHMENT  :       coldness of the skin against a blade  , slender pale fingers  &  slightly shaking hands ,  a red stain blooming on white fabric , lonely steps in a corridor ,  the slow dripping of water , looking out of the window into the thickening darkness ,  a single dying candle on the table  , listening to one’s breath  &  counting heartbeats ,  too many stairs  , the desire to be invisible , a subtle memory of kind words

THE IDIOT  :       classical statues  , wealth covered with dust  , a dark house tainted with inherited madness , an unsettling feeling ,  long walks in a park , useless chatter  ,  a silken ribbon forgotten on a bench  ,  a melancholic face  ,  an unexpected spring rain  , the joy of reading one’s favorite book  , the clarity of mind after fully perceiving the world around ,looking at cloudless sky

ANNA KARENINA :       fields of crops  ,  flowers brought from an early morning walk , the wind caressing a girl’s hair ,  a bowl of fruit  ,  the smell of ripe pears  , the clatter of a spoon against porcelain when stirring tea , children’s laughter coming from the garden,  soft sunlight  &  white curtains  , the sensation of velvet against skin , pearls from a ripped necklace spilling on marble floor  ,  a sudden silence in a room full of people

WAR AND PEACE  :       a glass of wine , the brightness of  a crystal chandelier ,  white lace  , a raging snow storm ,  the sound of a door being gently closed ,  the moment of holding one’s breath before walking in a ball room  , indulging in looking at a beautiful earring against light , closing one’s eyes for a moment while dancing  ,  the sweet smell of strawberries  ,  a pair of gloves left on an armchair  ,  light scent of powder

THE MASTER AND MARGARITA  :       the chaos of a lively city  ,  ambient jazz in an expensive restaurants , jumping on a moving tram  ,   the sight of moscow from the roof of a house  ,  yellow flowers in a vase  , leaning out of the window ,  shelves stacked with books ,a small tin box with old photographs , strange shapes in the night sky , laughing in the middle of the night on a balcony  ,  colorful posters for a surreptitious magician’s show floating in the wind

EUGENE ONEGIN :       a lonely mansion  , reading a book in the parlour  , faint piano melody lingering in falling silence , long evenings  ,  passing seasons , discussing french novels of the moment  , unspoken thoughts  ,  leaning against the door frame ,  quickly averted glance  , eating a peach absent-minded , bright mornings  ,  footprints in snow , a loud gun-shot terrifying a flock of birds nearby

FATHERS AND SONS  :     birch groves  , morning mist ,  moss-covered stones near a moor , scientific books , white roses ,  cheap champagne ,  shabby pocket - watch  , light - hearted irony  ,  a maladroit cello sonata  , freshly mowed grass  ,  letting thoughts come  &  go , a  slow yawn  ,  picturesque plates   &   bowls filled with traditional dishes  ,  drinking tea on the porch.

DOCTOR ZHIVAGO  :    a strange feeling of loss ,  writing poems in a diary ,   traveling by train ,  the hesitation before touching someone’s hand  , the gaze of one lost in thought,  the warmth of cinnamon ,  a scarf brightly embellished with flowers  , a glass of water , a threadbare jacket , the tempting void , the evanescent serenity of yesterday.

CHERRY ORCHARD  :       a lone chair in an empty room  ,  falling blossoms ,  old samovar  ,  the unsettling need for change  , a mirror reflecting full moon  ,  the disappointment of a glossy object turning worthless after second glance  , a piano out of tune.

TAGGED   BY:  i am my own tagger. TAGGING:  take destiny into ur own haNDS FRIENDS! VIVA A REVOLUÇÃO!

[leafiebreeze]

i don't think we're going to get geldings in umamusume due to the sex restriction on horse races featured in-game, but i think they'd have no decorations on either ear

skibidi rizz is a gelding it'd be funny to keep this in mind if you drew him as an uma.

[deneris]

One day i will shut up about Daenerys Targaryen, the rightful queen of the Seven kingdoms and protector of the realm, but today is not that day.

[deneris]

People are acting as if Bran being king is actually the best solution when in reality nothing has changed by it, the peasants and slaves still exist and suffer, the system is not changed, the people are not free and the wheel is not broken, the only thing that has changed is the ruling family name and the North being independent, which is unimportant compared to the bigger issues, they just needed an excuse to get rid of Daenerys.