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°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ Name moodboard for Amalie °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・
I realize I totally forgot to post the icons I drew for my party in the first campaign I played in, which was To The Edge (DnD5.5e)!! We started a new one recently in Nimble2e which is WICKEDLY fun so far so I figured I'd post both parties: Triple D (Duskwarren Dungeon Delvers) and Pit Crew (Phit Croo?)
Also jesus christ its not possible to arrange 11 squares in a square, forgive me for this layout
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auroramusic Me and the four people i gave birth to. I cannot believe you have grown so much and I’m immensely proud over my babies (total babes???)
Title: Maledictus
Originally written for @palimpsestzine Labors of November, a Pentiment anniversary zine. Free to download here.
Fandom: Pentiment
Rating: T
Word count: 1,500
Summary: Sister Amalie is the only survivor when her abbey in Lower Bavaria is burned down by a mob led by a leader who convinced the town that the nuns were practicing witchcraft. Devastated and left without a home, she is relieved when a local priest, Father Thomas, takes her to a new home.
Read on ao3.
On All Hallows’ Eve—the eve of the Feast of All Saints—Heaven knocks.
Though Compline is long past, Amalie works in the scriptorium by candlelight. The dream she had earlier refuses to release her: a lamb led to the pyre, a sacrifice walking willingly toward its own end. The image persists, sharp and unyielding. She does not understand its meaning, only that she must record every vision entrusted to her.
Her hands shake over the parchment on her desk. Purple ink drips from the tip of the quill she holds, shivering with every dark droplet that splashes onto the surface.
Suddenly, screams shatter the night.
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Luise Auguste Wilhelmine Amalie von Mecklenburg-Strelitz, Princess of Mecklenburg-Strelitz, Queen of Prussia
German vintage postcard
I once saw a post where someone speculated that Emelie and Amalie couldn’t get pregnant without the miraculous because they were trans and Felix and Adrien look alike because they are essentially clones of their mothers who are twins
And I know a lot of people headcannon Adrien as trans (Which I LIVE for) which would make a lot of sense with this theory
But have we considered… Trans Felix + Lesbian Kagami?
her....
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