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Elinor also had been busy and not attending dinner parties. She could blame this on her new job or her position as a Board member. Both which were, truthfully, taking up much more of her time than a part time role at Chapter Three that she had had previously.
It just wasn't the full truth.
That, she didn't want to get into.
But she had been distracted and not a very good acquaintance or friend the last few months. When she saw Cassandra, she smiled, and did not, at all, remember the shoppe.
"Hullo, Cassandra," Elinor said with a smile. Cass's comment about 'again' made Elinor feel particularly guilty that she hadn't been around. "It is good to see you too, I am sorry I have been so busy. Things have really gotten away from me."
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Elinor was not really interested, particularly, on making nice with the other Board members. She would be nice, of course, and polite. But, Elinor knew how these relationships went. And making friends was not really conducive to a proper council environment. After all, you were going to disagree with them on points.
It was inevitable.
Yet, Elinor was intrigued by her fellow Board members, of course, and she still felt rather coltish. Like she was still getting her sea legs. Having a job, in general, was still new to her.
She did, agree, however, that the office supplies were abysmal. Maybe she was just spoiled at InterPride, but good office supplies allowed for efficiency!
"Not today, no," Elinor said, looking up from her computer. "I believe it is just old, though. It worked last week."
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The Rookies || Blue Bear
#swyndrakken#blue bear#the rookies#lookbook#their name is reminding me of bear in the big blue house
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Learn Me Right, Part One: We Will Be Who We Are -> [Brave]
In which Elinor and Merida go on their journey to rescue Hubert from the clutches of the Order...[takes place: April 9]
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[tw -- misgendering from an NPC]
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general content warning: This whole arc is going to have a lot of stuff about Elinor learning about and navigating Merida's gender identity (at first, not in a fully supportive way), so please be careful if that is something that is triggering to you. <3
I am happy to give anyone the tl;dr.
I am also happy to take constructive criticism if anything feels like it is not being portrayed in a thoughtful way. This is a journey for both our characters and it will have its ups and downs, so please keep that in mind. <3
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CAITRIONA BALFE
“I always saw my modelling career as a temporary thing. Of course, I did not think it was a step lasting for ten years! But at the time I wouldn’t have even been able to deal with all the responsibilities requested to an actress and the roles I play.”
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i made you a fruit salad but it’s only one fruit
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[ DARK COTTAGECORE ]
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#relatable.
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Elinor raised her eyebrows. "I see."
She...was neutral towards Hades. (In fact, she refused to admit to herself that she actually quite liked him. When she'd worked at the shoppe, she'd preferred days he was in over Belle. He was pragmatic and practical.)
"Either way," she replied with a little shrug. "We can write something up together and propose it to the rest of the Board, yes?" It was low stakes, but it would be good practice, she assumed. "I am thinking we spring for a nice oak. After all, we have that ridiculously high "other" budget." This was, partially, a joke.
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Office Politics -> [Alinor]
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"That's assuming a lot," Elinor said, going right back to chastising, because that felt more comfortable.
This still felt...well, too dangerous and too bold for her. She hadn't even, really, agreed to anything. (That was ridiculous, of course she was going.) She...needed time to adjust.
And it was true. Hades and Belle had three of their own small children. As much as she hoped her children would be well behaved at someone else's home...she knew better than to really expect that. Especially with Harris.
But who else would they ask?
Roz had two children of her own. Menodora? She didn't think so. Cass also was very busy with opening her restaurant. All of Elinor's friends were unsuitable.
"But--ask them," she allowed after a moment. "See what they say. We will figure it out."
@heart-of-dunbroch
Set It Right || Brave x
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Elinor looked out the window, removing her hand from Merida's wrist. The view outside looked out over the rose garden, in a tragic state after the winter (and years of neglect that Elinor couldn't correct all by herself, she needed a proper horticulturalist.) It was still unfamiliar to her. When she looked out the window, she still expected to see rolling green hills, waving fields of barley, and a deep, dark loch in the distance. She missed the view out the windows of Castle Cawdor.
She missed the life she'd had there. She knew that she shouldn't, but she couldn't help it. Her entire adult life had been under its benevolent, sometimes leaky, roof. Her children had been raised there. They had had a good life. It was not perfect. But it was good.
And then Merida had been turned and everything had fallen apart.
Part of her blamed Merida for this, even though she knew that she shouldn't. If Merida had never been turned, everything that had followed would not have. Their family would still be together.
Or maybe it was her fault, for following after Merida in the first place. For being unable to stand the idea of her daughter all alone. Shunned from their family. Fergus had wanted to kill their first child and Elinor wouldn't let that happen. She had provoked Fergus' rage, she had betrayed her sons.
If she hadn't come here, Fergus would be alive. Hubert would be with his brothers.
The real culprit was the Order of the Prince. It was the Order that had only ever valued Elinor for her womb. It was the Order that had made her suffer for ten years, trying to have a son. And when she'd finally had three, she thought that she would be repaid somehow. But it was Fergus who had gotten the attention, with heirs a-plenty at last.
The Order had seen her then only as a mother. As the lady of the castle, but not what that actually meant. What she contributed. All the wound she'd cleaned with no thanks. All the men she'd dressed for death. All the babies she had raised. She took her orders without complaint. The Order had appreciated her softness, had rewarded her gentleness. Her helplessness.
Elinor knew that she was stronger than that. She knew, for certain, that Merida was.
She was quiet for a long time.
"We cannot bring the boys along, but they cannot stay here," she finally said, turning back to Merida.
Set It Right || Brave x
#swynmerida#brave x#set it right#me using elinor's curse to stop them from fighting lol#also this made me so !!!#about elinor#like always
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"Well, that was what I was thinking. We could move it that way." She gestured along the far wall.
"I think that would give us enough room. Though, at the same time, it is an odd number of desks, so one is always going to look a bit out of place." Not her favourite, but it couldn't be helped. There were seven Board members...that wasn't going to change. And even if Archimedes didn't need a desk, he wasn't going to be on the Board forever, so they would need a seventh eventually.
"Might as well put a proposal together to run passed the mayor. He controls the budget, correct?"
@alzcomicbarn
Office Politics -> [Alinor]
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The Sowing and the Reaping: Part Three: Crushed Little Stars -> [Self-para]
[cw: blood, miscarriage, medical stuff (nothing too graphic)]
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December 14, 1998
Elinor was pregnant again.
It was still the early days. She had just found out last week, but she was already hoping that it would be a boy. Imagining a blue nursery.
Fergus had been off on a hunting trip over the weekend, so she hadn’t told him yet. She was looking forward to doing so this evening when he returned. She could only just imagine the smile on his face. He’d pick her up in one of those bear hugs that she loved so much, making her feel girlish and light as a feather, despite her tall, willowy frame and the weight she’d put on since her pregnancy with Merida.
For now, she was chasing Merida about the grounds. The toddler, who wasn’t much of a toddler now, on the far side of three years old, was squealing with delight as they ran from Elinor, who was playing the part of a giant coming to stomp on Merida.
“Mummy stop!!” Merida said firmly, turning and putting both of her hands up.
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#self para#the sowing and the reaping#part three: crushed little stars#did research for this#but i do not claim to know what im doing#and also i did make it a lil more dramatique for the narrative
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Michelle Fairley as Catelyn Stark · Game of Thrones 1.01
#elinor is so catelyn coded#and i did that on accidnet but im so happy about it lmao#inspiration#about
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"You don't know he can be saved!" Elinor shot back and, in the same moment, felt suddenly woozy. The bear making its presence known. She stumbled a step, reaching out to grab Merida's arm to steady herself without thinking about it.
The moment passed in just a second and Elinor straightened again, though she leaned her hip subtly against the counter. And she didn't let go of Merida, keeping her hand around their wrist.
"You don't, Merida. You could be walking into God knows what! Hubert could turn on you. You cannot guarantee that you can save him, but I can save you by keeping you here. Please. We cannot lose anyone else."
The plea broke her own heart. There were tears in her eyes. And it felt hard to breathe, the desperation cutting through her anger and her fear, keeping the bear mercifully quiet. But she would rather save three of her children than lose two of them.
@heart-of-dunbroch
Set It Right || Brave x
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