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[vellichorium]

hugh studied at the university of cambridge while also volunteering at their museum of zoology. he earned a bachelor’s degree in the history of art, was accepted into their postgraduate program and attempted to get a master’s degree in history of art and architecture, but dropped out midway through the program after the stress culminated in a mental breakdown. he developed an interest in bookbinding afterward, finding it a good way to relieve tension.

[thoodleoo]

*takes you on a museum date and proceeds to explain the most disgusting and bizarre facts to you with unveiled excitement*

[vellichorium]

𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐬 (𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐬)

linnet and lark — identical twin sisters and dancers. they have a fondness for birds and few qualms when it comes to tossing around wealth for amusement. rarely seen apart, they will quite literally finish each other’s sentences and often speak as though they have one mind (until they disagree on something, that is). debatably human (“but it’s rude to say such things!” “terribly rude, you know.”). they make a brief appearance in this drabble on my other blog!

[vellichorium]

have u seen her? now u have.

[jocundcompany]

"...Go on."

[vellichorium]

a slow smile. “well, then. let’s start with the basics, shall we? would you like those bones inside your body, or outside it? choose carefully.”

[vellichorium]

“do you know how many bones the human body has? it’s 206. they start with 300 when they’re babies but they fuse. wouldn’t you want to go back? have as many bones as a baby? what if i could help you?”

[maudelynn]

I love this drawing by Henry Patrick Raleigh

[narwhalsarefalling]

my mother taught me to crochet when i was young. she was left handed, so she taught me how in the bathroom mirror so her hands would be in the right position.

she learned to crochet from her grandmother, who was right handed. her grandma was the one that originally used the bathroom mirror to teach her granddaughter properly.

i find something poetic about that. here in this bathroom mirror, through generations, we adapt to our young who have a different way of learning and interacting with the world

[vellichorium]

meriwether definitely contributes creepy antique clown dolls to the collectors’ shop.

[tsukaretame-blog]

colorful headcanons.

( send me a copic color for a headcanon )

frost blue: does your muse enjoy the snow and cold? or are they the type to enjoy summer more?

peacock blue: is your muse honest? what sorts of lies do they tell, if not?

lapis lazuli: does your muse prefer the idea of exploring the depths of the oceans, or the boundless expanses of space more?

reddish brass: how likely is your muse to step up and take the role of a leader? are they willing to take the challenge, or are they more apt to being a follower?

burnt umber: how stable is your muse, mentally and/or emotionally?

champagne: does your muse drink (alcohol)? are they a heavy drinker, if so?

tea orange: what is something that your muse is fascinated with?

malachite: has your muse ever done anything that they winded up feeling incredibly guilty for in the end?

olive: is your muse prone to feeling envious of others? if yes, what is it that they typically feel envious over?

vermillion: is your muse courageous, or would they consider themselves to be more of a coward?

coral: what is your muse's romantic and sexual orientations?

bougainvillaea: would your muse consider themselves as blunt, or do they beat around the bush instead?

currant: what's something that absolutely disgusts your muse (can be a person, place, thing, ect)?

crimson: how passionate is your muse about the things they love most?

raspberry: what food and/or drink can your muse not get enough of? do they indulge in it often, or is it something reserved for special occasions?

baby blossoms: does your muse have a favorite scent? what is it, and why?

mallow: what sorts of things might remind your muse of those close to them? any scents, objects, sounds?

aubergine: does your muse prefer the day, or are they more of a night-owl?

acacia: how much does it take for your muse to hate someone?

cadmium yellow: what subjects or topics does your muse avoid, because they bring up harmful / painful memories?

honey: when your muse loves someone (whether it be romantic, platonic, or familial love), how do they show it?

chartreuse: if you had to describe your muse with a color, what color would it be and why?

anise: when it comes to self-care, what does your muse do to take care of themselves? do they take care to spend time on it, or do they feel they don't deserve it?

new leaf: what message would your muse send to their past self, if any?

moss: how easily does your muse adapt to any new situations they're thrust into?

silk: does your muse care about appearances much? do they spend a lot of time on their own appearance, or do they just go with the flow each day?

sanguine: does your muse typically have an optimistic, pessimistic, or some middle ground outlook on life?

atoll: if your muse could go anywhere, without any restrictions whatsoever, where would they go? why would they go there?

cool grey: if your muse could ensure one thing for certain in their future to come, what would it be?

black: does your muse have a 'bucket list?' list some things your muse wants to accomplish before they die.

[vellichorium]

hmmmm i made lonan and parsley siblings for fun but i think i will make them unrelated instead bc that’s funnier actually. the patrons are all simply connected bc they love Items and Things

[lakevida]

just give me 20 to 40 minutes to think on it and i can come up with the most passably human sentences you've ever heard so help me god

[digitalachilles]

why be normal when u can be immoral, immortal and extremely unsettling

[vellichorium]

erin filigree! i care her very much

pic.rew sources: (1) (2)

[magickedhat]

gilmore might have had too much to drink. though the ringleader harbored far too little care for sickness or intoxication, his secretery had insisted that he ought to remove himself from the party should the drinks scatter his mind. naturally, gilmore had refused. then nadège proceeded to destroy him in pools, and the ringleader had no choice but to shamefully accept his defeat.

now, his mumbling carried him down the desserted hallway---for his loss had been accepted in principle but not in spirit, and when he stumbled, he continued to blame the stubborn white ball.

thankfully, the room beyond was occupied. sat atop a dresser, accompanied by a cherry-filled glass and a motionless mechanical bird, was a fair-headed girl gilmore was certain he'd seen before, in passing. he hummed in greeting. the room itself was not crowded enough to be considered part of the party, so technically his promise was unbroken. he joined her, with some difficulty.

gloves? "oh, do i!" did he? a swirling glance downwards confirmed he did. he laughed, triumphant. "i do, i do. but what, pray tell, might you need them for? are you playing some kind of trick?"

[vellichorium]

a smile spread across parsley’s face at her newfound company. the champagne had granted her a bubbly sort of warmth, true, but a restless boredom had still crept in without someone to chat with. the solitude had begun weighing on her. this person seemed anything but dull — and a bit unsteady on his feet, in a familiar way. parsley instantly took a liking to him.

he laughed, and an appreciative giggle tumbled from parsley’s lips as well, bright as ringing bells. at his question, she tilted her head, thoughtful. “a trick? oh, well— i suppose i am, actually.” mischievous delight swirled within her at this realization. “it’s not a magic trick, though. it’s a trick to outdo another trick.”

she pointed at the latched cage — more specifically, at the bird within. “i need that bird, but the cage is— hmm. it’s a bit tricky to open. a bit stingy, you know.” painful to touch. she’d tried a few times before giving up. her nose wrinkled, accusation lacing her words. “looks like gold, but isn’t.” she showed the other her hands. the painted iron had burned angry red lines across her fingers. “the bird’s the same hue, so i bet it stings as well. so! gloves would be lovely.”

[vellichorium]

little fae patron facts —

meriwether.

comes across as composed and impassive, if not faintly amused. difficult to rattle. has a calm, honey-smooth voice that rarely wavers or changes tone regardless of the situation.

values control over others and over herself. unlike patrons like parsley, merry never overindulges on alcohol and rarely partakes in risky gambles. she enjoys watching other people take risks and face the consequences of their actions, however.

collects names, but does little with them herself aside from giving them to others (namely other fae) in return for treasures or favors. for simplicity in collecting and trading, she turns these names into glimmering brooches with intricate designs representing the name’s original owner.

meriwether’s name once belonged to a trapeze artist who seemingly died in a tragic accident, only to “come back from the dead” a few days later. some people swore the artist looked rather different than she used to, but most people claimed she looked the same. any old photos of the performer before her accident are strangely blurred; too blurred to make out her features.

a faint trail of death and tragic accidents follows meriwether in general — so faint that she evades serious consequences. if anyone confronts her about this, she smiles and redirects the topic. nevertheless, it’s no surprise that those who know her reputation rarely cross her.