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FebruarOC Day 10: Jem
we are pretending I did this on time
A lot of people assumed donkeys, and subsequently mules, were very stubborn and hard-headed individuals. Jem had spent his entire life around mules and had two of his own, mules were actually really sweet when raised right, and donkeys were just grumpy most of the time. No. The most stubborn beings in existence were two of his friends, Lira and Anthron.
Loud thwacking filled the yard as Lira waled on Anthron with her staff, only blocked from actually hitting him as Anthron blocked her with a staff of his own. Each time he blocked a hit, he made some comment on her form or that wasn’t part of the drill he was trying to teach her before she swung at him again with her teeth bared in a snarl. From experience, Jem knew this would go on for a good while before Lira tired enough to actually listen to the lesson. She demanded these kinds of lessons from him, as part of repayment for what the Templars had done to her, and seeing as Anthron’s family was littered with Templars, that made him the one to partake in this. And Anthron took that as a challenge. Because they were both stubborn idiots about this, Jem did what work he could from a corner of the practice yard to mediate between them when necessary.
Every time Jem looked up to see them glaring at each other when they locked their staffs together he was reminded of mountain goats.
Maybe if he attached rams horns to their heads and let them argue out their differences and actually butt heads, it would knock some sort of sense and understanding into them. Then again he swore their skulls were made of stone, so it was unlikely.
Instead he sighed and stretched, his back and shoulders cracking as he did so. Guiltily, he closed his book and went for an actual walk around the yard, stretching as he did so. If his Ma had caught him hunched over his book and cracking like popping corn when he stretched she’d have had a fit. She already got squinty when either he, his brothers, or sisters cracked their knuckles. Gods of tree and stone save him if she detected that any slight hunch he might have came from all the studying and such that he did, or that he was straining his wrists. Actually, not even the gods would be able to save him from his mother.
Lira yelped and Jem turned to see Anthron had knocked her off her feet and was now standing on ehr staff so she couldn’t use it to hit him anymore.
“I told you I wanted you to try hand to hand combat,” Anthron said while Lira tried to yank her staff from under his foot, “for this reason exactly. What happens if you can’t use your staff? If you don’t learn to fight without it you’ll be a helpless little girl to anyone who-”
“Anth, ease off on the lecture a little,” Jem called out as he learned against the split rail fence that separated sand from grass. “And Lira, why don’t you actually give hand to hand a chance. He’s got something of a point there.”
“The only reason I don’t have my staff currently is because this great lump of-” Lira broke off her words as she leapt up and threw a punch. Jem knew it wasn’t going to connect even before Anthron caught her fist.
“It’s a start, but tucking your thumb in like this is going to end up with you being laughed out of any back alley brawl as you nurse a broken thumb.”
Jem shook his head as Lira tried to throw another wild punch. This was going to turn into a long lesson for her.
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FebruarOC Day 12: Lira
The church was nice. Full of pews with pale wood, golden sunlight poured in and lit up the pale grey walls that shimmered with the crystalline flakes embedded within them. A light breeze ruffled through the branches of the trees outside, casting shadows of the leave all over the colourfully tiled floor and walls while setting off the chimes hanging in the windows. The vaulted ceiling allowed the voices of the choirs to rise and echo beautifully while also making sure the massive chandelier made of bronze was a good focus if one wasn’t paying attention.
Which was great because everything else was boring.
Lira didn’t know why she had to be here. Everyone knew what she was, and judging by the expressions of the people around her, they weren’t too happy she was here. But with a knight on one side, bowed in prayer and clutching a string of beads, and a royal Master Scholar, pretending that he wasn’t rolling his eyes every so often or half falling asleep, no one was going to try to force her out. Especially when the priests knew of her and had said she was welcome. In fact, they encouraged her to be here,. She and Jem were of the same opinion that this was an attempt at gently leading her into conversion. Anthron thought they were both being too paranoid. Vera said that Anthron was actually unsure if they were or not.
Messy.
Unlike the church, which was fairly clean even with so many people having walked all over the floors and the children kicking the backs of the pews in front of them and leaving scuffs. All so different from the tower that followers of the faith practiced here had forced her to live in for years and years.
The Serpent King forced her to attend church at least once a week. He didn’t give a reason beyond the fact she had too. Her parents and grandfather were here, but in an entirely different pew. Which was fine by her because the few times she’d attended with them, her mother had kept pinching her and telling her to behave. Whereas Anthron seemed content as long as she and Jem followed the rules of sitting down and staying quiet. Not silent, but quiet.
This place made her feel odd. She didn’t like this faith, and she did not like a lot of the people who followed it. She didn’t like the glares or the coldness that emanated from them, the way that so many of them looked like they wanted to hurt her. And she could play on the idea that it didn’t bother her.
But it did. It bothered her so much. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. Not ever.
She had never expected outright welcome all the time. But she had expected a good deal more friendliness. Kashir were meant to help. To reduce as much pain and harm and death of regular people as much as they humanly could.
Her friends didn’t like the cost involved. But that was just how things worked. It didn’t have to be fair.
It wasn’t fair that people died because of a mine collapse because of someone else's failure after all. Or the cost in human suffering when a bridge collapses. A child fell into a granary. Someone didn’t blow out all the lamps in a stable.
Better one life than many.
Why is was that so hard for people to understand?
As well as the fact time was always in flux. Nothing was ever set unless it was immediate and even though things could change.
Nothing she or her siblings, or the Elders did or had ever done had anything to do with what they called evil. Or demonic.
At some point people saw Kashir draw blood from themselves and freaked out for no good reason. Even now if she had blood on her lips from chewing on them people started backing away from her and acting like she had a disease that they could catch just by looking at her. She saw the way her parents looked at her. Especially after she carved the necessary symbols into herself. Fear. Disgust. Concern.
Lira grabbed her staff and stood up. Before she could take a step, Anthron snapped his arm out and gripped her staff, his beads clattering against the wood. Jem had a hand on her hip right after.
“Sit down,” Anthron said quietly. “Don’t make a scene.”
“I don’t belong here,” she hissed at him.
“I know. But orders are orders and I would rather not see a collection of bruises on you when we spar. Sit down, please. We can talk about whats been making you to draw blood after. Okay?”
She glanced over at Jem, who motioned at his lips and his wrists. Carefully she touched her bottom lip and looked down at her fingertips. A bright red smear of blood matched the bloody scratches on her wrists. She sat down and leaned back, resting her head on the back of the pew and closing her eyes.
“There better be something delicious right after this."
“I’ll think about it.”
Lira sighed, but stayed put. For her friends she’d stay. For now anyways.
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FebruarOC Day 19: Sylpha
This image was created with Picrew’s “Black Centered Picrew <3“!! https://picrew.me/share?cd=IkRXEnPTT6 #Picrew #Black_Centered_Picrew_3
Everyones favourite half-elf.
And by favourite, I mean to only a few people at the time most people meet her in the beginning of the Defenders of Alcadia series.
Former pirate, and now personal guard to Crown Prince Aldon Drogr.
#my favorite (non) demon warrior 🥹#sylpha marry me#marry me sylpha#sylpha marry me plEASE#your writing
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trick or treat!
happy halloweenie! 🌭
lol happy (almost) halloween! So the dragon dice of doom have chosen treat, and the random WIP picker picked Title Not Found, so a fun tidbit of worldbuilding, and how it influences Nymar's motivations in TNF
In Catati, when a child is born the parents will often have a little ceremony to introduce them to one of the minor water gods (I haven't figured out like.... any of them yet tho lol). Part of the ceremony is that said minor water god will foretell the kid's future in a vague, open-ended way.
Nymar and his twin sister, Nerissa, are the children of the current Pirate King, Kallan Stormchaser. During the ceremony, the minor sea god tells Kallan, "One of them will follow in your wake, Stormchaser, to rule the waves. But the other will be claimed by the sea herself." (mildly paraphrased for now, I'll figure out better wording when I actually write this scene XD)
Kallan, faced with the prospect that one of his children would die to the same waters he loved, vowed to take every precaution against that fate. He taught both of them how to sail under even the worst conditions, even having them cross the Sea of Storms when he was the first person to successfully do so. But, even though choosing one of them to succeed him would mean dooming the other, he did prefer Nymar a little more, and spent more time teaching Nymar the intricacies of pirate politics than Nerissa.
The same year the twins turned 20, Catati held the competition/trials to pick the next Pirate King. Just before the trials, Kallan planned on stepping down as captain and handing that role to Nymar, allowing Nymar to take his place competing in the trials.
But Nymar had spent most of his teenage years wondering if he even wanted the responsibility of being captain, let alone the Pirate King. It wasn't until he was facing his father's imminent resignation that he finally made up his mind that this wasn't the life he wanted. Of course, this meant that according to the water god's prediction, that Nymar would be the one claimed by the sea. So to avoid that, he ran away from home, leaving Catati and finding refuge in Terrica, far away from the ocean. And he knows that returning home would mean death dogging his every step.
Anyways I love Nymar lol XD
#i LIVE for this kind of thing#polytheism!! unexpected prophecy outcomes!! defying expectations just to end up doomed by the narrative anyway!!!#10/10#your writing#ghost-town-story
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trick or treat! 🦇 and happy halloweenie! 🌭 (if i sent one your way already, please disregard but take double the festive wishes!)
Thanks for stopping in! I know, it gets so hard to keep track of who you've already written to, doesn't it??? 😭 You hadn't already sent me though, so thanks!
Here is a treat for you: a little bit of a marinating wip of mine, Cemetery Sisters 💀🍂
And maybe, maybe things would be alright. She dared to hope. She remembered to hope.
Sienna rolled her shoulders back and remembered she was excited about things. That the summer was still ahead of her, that Autumn promised more. That she was safe and cared for and had time to ask all the questions she wanted, and sleep in her own soft bed. That there was steamed fish and iced apple juice, and Miguel would probably come over after work some time that week.
Deep breath in, expanding her lungs. Deep breath out, a release.
#this excerpt feels so cozy#and the wip title definitely has captured my interest#excited to see more!#your writing#oh-no-another-idea
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here with empty pockets 🎃👻🦇
trick or treat friend!!!!!!!!!!!!
happy halloweenie! 🌭
TREAT!
In the shape of Anthron, just for you <3
Have this link to the pinterest board I have for him.
(Don't worry, I will add to it the board)
https://www.pinterest.ca/smolferalgremlin/anthron/
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🎃Trick or treat!👻
--@oh-no-another-idea
hi there! happy halloweenie! 🌭
you get a
TREAT 🦇
for your treat I'll give you a song from Daenestra's (from wip: The Crusades of Eicanity) playlist :)
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Trick or treat! :D
~ghost-town-story
hi there! happy halloweenie 🌭 and thanks for the visit! :)
i hope you enjoy your
TREAT
of some fun Melinoë (from wip: The Crusades of Eicanity) facts :)
Melinoë, within the scope of tcoe, honors an oath of chastity! She took the oath in early adolescence in hopes of escaping a forced marriage arrangement later on in life (mostly influenced by her hatred of her brother's fiancee).
In that same vein, Melinoë is indisputably sapphic!
She plays the flute!
She had what her brother calls a "running phase" as a young child, because she found the crowds of people overwhelming.
Hates birds.
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most of the people on my list have already been tagged but i'm hoping y'all will see this and reblog it if you're looking to participate so i know who to bother! happy halloweenies fellow writers!
🎃 Trick or Treat 🎃
The Event
Let’s celebrate Halloween together with a fun game! During this event, we’ll knock on people’s ask boxes and send them a simple question: Trick or Treat? 🦇
The recipient decides if it’s to be a trick, or a treat, as the owner of the house.
🍬 Treat — If the recipient choses treat, they share something with us as a treat. This could be a snippet, a line, OC trivia, or what have you!
👻 Trick — Turning the question around, the asker now has to share something of their own! But, seeing as it’s a trick, they may leave something under a read more, or link to something, that may catch you off guard… 😱
The event is held* through 27th-29th of October.
(Examples of) What you can share:
A snippet
A scene
OC trivia
Worldbuilding fact
A song, or even a playlist
A moodboard
Poetry
Anything you think is a treat you want to share!
If you get “Trick 👻”, pulling a trick is up to you.
❗ Tricksters ❗ Keep to etiquette. A rick roll is fun, a spooky gif, a picrew of your character dressed up for Halloween, and other fun tricks are what I hope to see, should someone chose to pull a trick.
Yes, you read that right! "Trick or Treat" is making a comeback this year 🍬🗡️ Spread this post to get the word out. I'll send an ask to everyone who reblogs this! 🎃
*I will be sending asks during these dates but you are welcome to start this event any time you like and tweak it how you want. Remember Writeblr etiquette and send an ask back to the one who sent one to you! (Excluding me 👻)
🧡 Enjoy 🧡
#okay okay fine i will open myself up to writeblr trick or treating#but only because i will take every opportunity to infodump#trick or treat#happy halloween writers!
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Make Me Write Tag Game
tagged by: @dontjudgemeimawriter
rules: create a poll of wips you'd like to work on and for every vote, write a sentence on the winning wip!
personal modifications: for my current wips, i mostly have side projects that need working on so i will be listing those with the commitment to make progress on them instead.
tagging: @smol-feralgremlin, @winterandwords, and literally anyone else who wants to do this because i'm not sure who else to tag (will probably be opening a tag list soon)
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Make Me Write Tag Game
tagged by: @dontjudgemeimawriter
rules: create a poll of wips you'd like to work on and for every vote, write a sentence on the winning wip!
personal modifications: for my current wips, i mostly have side projects that need working on so i will be listing those with the commitment to make progress on them instead.
tagging: @smol-feralgremlin, @winterandwords, and literally anyone else who wants to do this because i'm not sure who else to tag (will probably be opening a tag list soon)
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You Wouldn't ___ a ___ Meme Tag Game
tagged by: @smol-feralgremlin
rules: use this editor and make a "you wouldn't ___ a ___" meme for your wip
i made these ones for The Crusades of Eicanity :)
... it's probably fine, right?
tagging (with zero pressure): @winterandwords, @greensplatter, and uhhh it's been a while since i've been active on here so consider this an open tag as well
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Incorrect Quotes Tag Game | tcoe edition
tagged by: @druidx
rules: use this quote generator & list as many quotes as you like using characters from your WIPs, then tag as many people as quotes you listed.
tagging*: @greeninksplatter @onmywaytobe @smol-feralgremlin @artbyeloquent and anyone else who wants to be tagged :)
*please feel no pressure to do this!
I haven't posted here in some time, as I've mostly been lurking while waiting for inspiration to strike. Lately I've been doing some severe worldbuilding for The Crusades of Eicanity though, so I thought I'd use some of those ocs for this prompt.
Nehymnia: I can be your partner for the next race.
Melinoë: Sorry, Nehymnia. It’s a sibling race.
Aedion: Maybe there’s a contest for lonely children after this.
Melinoë: It’s only children, Aedion. A lonely child is what you’re going to be when I sell you!
Melinoë: I'm going to ask you to be respectful.
Vesaryn: I will politely decline.
Melinoë: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO-
Aedion: It was me...
Melinoë: ...Is going to be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.
Aedion: Can I ask you for a favor?
Melinoë: I would literally die for you, but continue.
Aedion: We need to talk about you starting sentences that way.
#incorrect quote tag#incorrect quotes#tag game#tcoe#aedion oc#nehymnia oc#melinoe oc#vesaryn oc#tcoe wip#dxrlingdaydreams
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theoretically i'm going to force myself to revisit tcoe today, someone check in with me later to hold me accountable
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People who act like a character being bisexual is less valid then them being gay and ignore their bisexuality or try to disprove it kill kill kill maim maim maim maim scratch scratch kick kick bite bite bite bite
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reblog this if you're a writeblr or booklr and im not following you- i want to fix that 🙏
#haven't written anything in a long time but when i finally do i swear it'll be posted here#life has been a little chaotic
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spotify wrapped is HERE! send me a number 1-100 and i'll tell you the song it corresponds with on my top 100 playlist!
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