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Medieval AU 🗡️✨🗝️
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A faerie introduces himself. Then, holding out a hand, asks, “And your name, please?”
And, like a fool, you give it to him.
I got asked for clarification on this (but can’t reblog that particular post cuz on mobile), which I’m more than happy to provide.
In this post, a faerie is asking for ‘your’ name. The way he is wording it, however, and the accompanying beckoning motion, makes it seem as though he is asking for you to physically hand your name over. Which, because of how some faeries operate, he is.
In this instance, saying your name aloud to the fae would be literally giving your name over to him, the exact consequences of which are left up to the imagination–usually, a fae even knowing your name gives it some measure of power over you, but giving something your name would likely let it completely take over your life.
In this instance, the wording you want to use is something like “I will not give you my name, but I will tell you that it’s [name].” Alternately, you can just lie to him.
Might i suggest the less direct yet still name-preserving “you may call me…”? It dodges the request while still giving an answer of a name, which does not even have to be yours, but any name you feel like telling the fae they can use to refer to you. I would recommend “Ainsel”.
The first time he asks for your name is the first time you meet him. He appears as you walk by the færie ring, that you have not entered because your grandmother has repeated so many times not to do so, and, curious of your presence, watches as you jump when you notice him.
You recognize him instantly. It is the Fæ whose influence your village is under, the one the elders have told you and your friends to be wary about, for the people who have been seen walking away with him have never come back.
You don’t know what he does to them. The villagers have never dared to confront him about it, never dare to address to him at all. He is not evil: he sometimes speaks blessings upon the cattle, talks the horses to calm after a storm, ensures a good harvest for the farmers, makes the flower bloom in spring even when the weather is still too cold. He is, simply, a Fæ, whose ways humans cannot understand.
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I remember reading this the first time I opened my tumblr account. 🥰✨
Tolkien’s best passage
Tolkien gets a lot of respect for being a great storyteller, but I think a lot of times people don’t really understand that, as an author, he had an amazing command of language and style (and poetry). I wanted to share my favorite passage of his, in terms of linguistic style, which comes from the Return of the King, for those who may not be as familiar with his work. It is worthwhile to read this aloud and really listen to how the sentences flow:
“And far away, as Frodo put on the Ring and claimed it for his own, even in Sammath Naur the very heart of his realm, the Power in Barad-dûr was shaken, and the Tower trembled from its foundations to its proud and bitter crown. The Dark Lord was suddenly aware of him, and his Eye piercing all shadows looked across the plain to the door that he had made; and the magnitude of his own folly was revealed to him in a blinding flash, and all the devices of his enemies were at last laid bare. Then his wrath blazed in consuming flame, but his fear rose like a vast black smoke to choke him. For he knew his deadly peril and the thread upon which his doom now hung. From all his policies and webs of fear and treachery, from all his stratagems and wars his mind shook free; and throughout his realm a tremor ran, his slaves quailed, and his armies halted, and his captains suddenly steerless, bereft of will, wavered and despaired. For they were forgotten. The whole mind and purpose of the Power that wielded them was now bent with overwhelming force upon the Mountain. At his summons, wheeling with a rending cry, in a last desperate race there flew, faster than the winds, the Nazgûl, the Ringwraiths, and with a storm of wings they hurtled southwards to Mount Doom.”
I hope you appreciate this as much as I do. If you have similar favorite passages (in terms of storytelling, or style, or anything), reblog and let me know. In terms of pure emotion, I don’t think anything in the Lord of the Rings is more beautifully done than the scene of Sam and Frodo talking about being in a story and part of an adventure, but this passage wins in terms of literary ability.
Trick or treat! 🎃
Happy Halloween! 🎃 How about a treat in the form of a bit from my Maglor Sails With Celebrian WIP?
“I’m sorry if I upset your mother,” Celebrian said as he drew nearer, her eyes on the tiny silver fish darting around her ankles.
“She’s not upset,” Maglor assured her as he joined her on the bank. “Just concerned. She didn’t understand the choice of the Peredhel as well as I thought. I explained it to her, and she knows now.”
She nodded, the tight anxious knot in her chest easing a little. “Thank you. I know it’s not easy for you to speak of either.”
He shrugged a little, tugging off his own shoes and rolling up his leggings to the knee before dunking his feet in the stream as well. “No, but better me than you. That’s why I’m here, if you recall, to help.”
Celebrian made a sharp kick with one of her feet, sending a spray of water up to splash him. “You’re here for more than that, if you recall,” she said, earning a huff of laughter.
“Yes, yes, companion and helper, I’m aware! Don’t glare at me so, Celebrian, it reminds me too much of your mother when she’s about to spear me for being too melancholic!”
“Good! Someone must remind you!”
Maglor laughed again, the sound like golden light, and it made her own spirits lift a little. She leaned against him, letting her head fall to his shoulder and he put an arm around her to let her draw nearer.
“I suppose I do need the reminder now and then,” he said. “We will remember to help each other, as our family hoped we would.”
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You know what's funny? Wei Wuxian was brought back to life to supposedly kill a bunch of people but the minute he saw Sizhui and Jingyi in danger, he went "Fuck revenge, time to save some random kids". With every move he made to save them, he got closer and closer to blowing his cover. Even knowing that backup was on the way and it could be Lan Zhan or even Lan Qiren, his staunchest 'haters', he still kept them safe and didn't make a run for it till he ascertained that Lan Zhan was there and the kids were safe. GusuLan has always been his strongest opposition, even during lectures. Yet he didnt dismiss the juniors and the threat to their safety due to their clan allegiance (The same as he did for Wen Remnants).
This is the sort of person he is and has always been, and honestly, it's awe-inspiring and deserves hero worship and love. What he didn't deserve was his treatment at like everyone's hands. He could've sought revenge by letting the juniors kill themselves and thin out the number of young talents, secretly staged the downfall of cultivation society as revenge yet at every turn, he chose to be so so good.
This man is too good for the world, always has been and every time I see someone shittalk him I wanna scream!
✨Cultivate: Slow Life on a Monster-Infested Mountain✨ by @neonghostcat - fan covers in the design style of seven seas danmei publishing ✿
sooo.. I know it would be more appropriate to post these once the fic is fully finished BUT i got too excited and was waiting too long already to post these hdjfhk and today is cultivate anniversary so appropriate excuse to post lets go!!! anyway theres only one chapter left to go so ppl who have been waiting to read it until its done the time is NOW! hahha
anyway fun fact this was originally going to be just 3 parter. but. at this point cultivate has surpassed svsss in word count if i am not mistaken......so ive decided that adding one more volume would be appropriate lol
oh well and here are the pieces by themselves
also... just to clarify im obviously in no way shape of form comparing myself to the quality of actual seven seas cover artist lmaoo hdjshf i hope thats obvious that this was just fun gimmick passion project
HEY GAMERS WHATS UP hkdhfk
so... i had more sketches and concept pieces to go with this,, but i forgot them in secondary location hdjfhkdjfh so iľl post them separately in a few days as a bonus lmaoo
so now you get lines (my beloved) and cropped versions and more rambles under cut as the vip bonus instead xD
Trying to get this in under the wire and reblog while it is still Cultivate's one year anniversary (for me)! 🎊
Aren't they all just so ridiculously wonderful? I love how it starts with the darkness of winter with volume 1 (perhaps suggestive of Shen Yuan's time between worlds, but definitely those first few horrible nights), continues through lovely fresh spring of a budding new love, and the dog days of despair (in summer), and ends with autumn's glory, a bountiful harvest of their love fulfilled. 🍂💛 (And, coincidentally, the season the story will end in + the season the story finishes posting in. Which is a delightful coincidence.)
This will dissolve into key smashes if I keep going. Please tell Roxiu how wonderful and cool and handsome they are! 😉🌼