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possibly-in-wonderland · 7 months

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some modern girl falls into middle earth concepts (the hobbit & lotr)

reader has a gold tooth or two, obvs the company is interested but what happens when thorin gets that gold sickness lmfao

reader has hella tattoos/piercings/body mods (tatted eyeballs, pointed ears, split tongue, fangs, etc) and explains the process to the company (maybe dwalin gets the hots). this is, of course, after the company finds out reader is in fact human and not some odd race they've never heard of

black or native american reader (bc u know how dwarves & elves are with hair)

reader who speaks norwegian and has studied norwegian history (bc why not) and likes to draw comparisons between scandinavian culture and dwarven culture (idk why lmao)

italian reader (bc food)

reader with dai yueqin-length hair (aka if its not up its a tripping hazard to everyone)

reader who's a part of the sca

deaf!reader (maybe bifur's sign language is similar to asl and they end up becoming friends)

blind!reader (reader likes touching faces, im just imagining reader touching one of the dwarves' faces and being like "oh wow ur very handsome", maybe reader likes bigger noses, bigger ears, longer hair, and beards bc they feel interesting as opposed to a clean-shaven face and smaller features)

reader with a beard fetish (*everyone looks at nori and his glorious beard*)

stoner reader who, after falling into middle earth, found themselves constantly stoned stupid due to eating a brownie before the fall (and by some weird magical thing, their body is now "glitched").

alternatively, stoner reader who had seeds on them before they fell.

metalhead reader (specifically eddie munson-style...so thrasher obsessed with dnd).

crackfic idea: introducing the dwarves to diggy hole (lmao)

reader, who's obsessed with stories, tells the company a different story from their home world each night (like a story about a young viking managing to train the most ferocious dragon (how to train your dragon)). later, reader ends up retelling snow white and the seven dwarves.

some sort of bl2 x hobbit crossover (reader's a siren but not from the borderlands universe, and in this case their magic is more like pony magic from mlp friendship is magic or bonnies magic from vampire diaries). they dont get any markings or anything until they "leech" the gold sickness from thorin (which, in turn, affects the reader by making their powers more awesome). obvs there's some limitations (they lose the ability to fully control their limbs and are pretty much wheelchair-bound for a few months). reader is pretty much a demigod (probably just as powerful if not maybe a little less powerful than gandalf).

reader fell into middle earth a couple thousand years ago but due to some weird aging thing and middle earth time working differently than modern earth time they age differently. they've become some minor witch or wizard.

reader "scent marks/chins" to show love (like a rabbit)

reader whos part of modern royalty from our world (and enjoys middle earth more than anything bc they don't have to be "propper" all the time, maybe their more of a princess diana royal)

speaking of princess diana: reader gushes over princess diana

post botfa: fem!reader flirts with dis (lol)

reader pretends to by psychic (like in psych) but in reality they've read every book part of the lotr/hobbit universe and know everything (maybe they understand some of their languages as well, not enough to be fluent but enough to pick out certain words)

reader grew up DEEP in the mountains of west virginia (and likes to sing country roads at random points, though they change some of the lyrics bc they don't have the crayons nor willpower to explain a radio)

reader knows "big bad john" and "the cajun queen" by jimmy dean by heart

reader quietly singing jolene after the events of mirkwood

reader lives life by the kenny rogers song "the gambler"

most of the songs the reader knows are either by dolly parton or kenny rogers (or any other artist similar like reba)

reader casually talks about the horrors of our world like its the most normal thing (ww2, systematic racism, the truth of thanksgiving, climate change, 2020, the patriarchy and how they treat women, etc)...everyone looks horrified

reader writes hozier-style songs

reader is the biggest fucking flirt (but by that, i mean they'll flirt with trees...not just ents, no, trees...and rocks)

reader, a seemingly innocent-looking woman, was a deathmetal vocalist in our world

reader has a thing for watching blacksmiths and metalsmiths (i used to like watching forged in fire until i realized they were a bunch of sexists)

reader has the deepest southern accent-

reader is a little insecure only to find out that everything society deems gross and unsightly in our world is hella attractive to dwarves (body hair, extra weight, etc)

reader has abandonment issues and is terrified the company or fellowship are gonna abandon them at any point

reader introduces the company/fellowship to truth or dare, reader get's dared to tell the group their biggest secret, they pull out their childhood stuffed animal from their bag and introduce the group to said stuffed animal. reader thinks the group will laugh at them. the fellowship finds it endearing. the company also finds it endearing (esp dori, bifur, and bofur).

reader goes on a tangent about frontal lobes for a solid 15 minutes straight with no stopping bc of that one hyperfixation they had a few years back.

reader with chronic pain. they never talk about it but something goes wrong, reader and (we'll say dwalin) switch bodies. the pain is so bad dwalin is keeling over and after they get switched back everyone has a little more respect for reader than before. ("what do you mean tHIS IS NORMAL EVERYDAY PAIN? YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THIS FLARES UP AND GETS WORSE??? THIS ISNT EVEN THE WORST OF IT???" reader shrugs "eh u get used to it after living with it for ur entire life")

reader doesn't like wearing shoes, but has feet as strong as a hobbits so its fine

everyone's explaining what folktale they tell children in different cultures when asked where babies come from. the dwarves talk about being born of rocks, hobbits talk about being born in gardens, the human reader tells the story of the stork

idk i kinda wanna mix some of these together

#original post #lotr #thorins company #the hobbit

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skzpixiekaifei · 3 months

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Fei Kai (费凯), better known by her stage name Pixie (픽시) is a fictional Chinese/Korean American Singer and dancer. she's the only female member of the co-ed group Stray Kids. She debuted in Stray Kids as a Main dancer, Sub rapper and lead vocalist in the month of March 25th, 2018; after her participation in the pre-debut survival show, Stray Kids. At this time, Pixie is the 1st most credited 4th gen female artist with 76 song credits, 5th/6th most credited 4th gen artist overall.

⍣BASIC INFORMATION ! ⍣

STAGE NAME : Pixie (KR:픽시) BIRTH NAME : Fei Kai (MN:费凯 KR: 페이 카이) KOREAN NAME : Fei Seung-hee (KR: 페이승희) ENGLISH NAME : Kate/Katy Fei NICKNAMES : Pix, Kiki, Vocal Siren, Nation’s Girlfriend, K-pop's little sister BIRTHDAY : November 8th, 2001 ZODIAC SIGN : Snake and Scorpio BIRTH PLACE : Changsha, Hunan Province, China NATIONALITY : Korean-Chinese American FAMILY : Fei Hao (Father; Deceased), Lee Hye-jin (Mother; Deceased), Fei Bo (Older brother), Fei Jen (Sister-in-law; Deceased), Fei Di-a (Niece), Fei Il-Seong (Nephew) LANGUAGES SPOKEN : English (Native), Mandarin (Native), Korean (Native), Japanese (90%), Thai (85%), Cantonese (50%), Hindi (45%)

⍣PHYSICAL ! ⍣

HEIGHT : 160 cm (5’3 - barely) BLOOD TYPE : O- BODY MODIFICATION : Lobe piercings, tongue piercing, Five tattoos ( x, x, x, x, x [along her upper spine in large characters]) FACE CLAIM : Mamamoo's Jung Whee-in VOICE CLAIM : Mamamoo’s Jung Whee-in mixed with Pink Fantasy’s Yechan (x and x) DANCE CLAIM : Kaycee rice and Redy (x and x)

⍣PERSONALITY ! ⍣

MBTI : INFJ (the Advocate) MBTI TYPE : A personality type with the Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling, and Judging traits. They tend to approach life with deep thoughtfulness and imagination. Their inner vision, personal values, and a quiet, principled version of humanism guide them in all things. POSITIVE TRAITS : Patient, creative, Passionate NEGATIVE TRAITS : Sensitive to criticism, Perfectionist, short-tempered

⍣STATICS ! ⍣

DANCE : 10/10 VOCAL : 10/10 RAP : 6/10 STAGE PRESENCE : 9.5/10 VARIETY : 7/10 SONGWRITING : 10/10 ACTING : 9/10

⍣ CAREER INFORMATIONS ! ⍣

STAGE NAME : 픽시 AGENCY : jyp entertainment GROUP : Stray Kids DEBUT DATE : March 25th, 2018 POSITION(S) : Main dancer, sub rapper, lead vocalist, Maknae INDIVIDUAL FANDOM : Feiries, hatchlings REPRESENTATIVE EMOJI : 🦚/🐲 UNIT : VocalRacha (Also in; Puppyracha, Englishracha, Cultracha, Paboracha) SPOTIFY : Screaming and crying but make it upbeat

⍣ FACTS ! ⍣

Helps her members with english

Refuses to call her members Oppa, it's only her members she does this with

Wanted to use her name as a stage name, but since her name is typically a masculine name, her personal manager thought it would be a good idea to use Pixie instead

Doesn't post on many socials, but is a professional lurker

Has had media training, but she's unhinged and doesn't use it much

One of the buffest female idols out there

Most flexible

Her and Seungmin are called the Puppy Siblings due to their puppy-like visuals

Hates aegyo. Cringes any time any one of her members does it, except for Changbin

Her hobbies include learning languages. Whenever she's overwhelmed, she speaks several languages at once

Originally was supposed to be the 4th member of Danceracha but because of her vocal talent and stability, she became the 3rd member of Vocal Racha

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#skz 9th member #9th member of stray kids #skz #skz 9th female member #skz imagines #skz x reader #bang chan #hyunjin #han jisung #jypartists #Skzkaifei #changbin #lee know #jeongin #lee felix #seungmin

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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 5 months

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Blackfeet camp at night 2. Montana. Early 1900s. Glass lantern slide by Walter McClintock. Source - Yale Collection of Western Americana, Beinecke Rare Book and Manuscript Library.

[Native American History]

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"The next morning, I travel the highway north to my Potts reservation home. I’m having flashes of poignancy. Everything that I am seeing—the pines, the maples, the roadside malls, insurance companies and tattoo joints, the ditch weeds and the people in the houses—is all physically balanced on this cusp between the now of things and the big, incomprehensible change to come. And yet nothing seems terribly unusual. A bit quiet, perhaps, and some sermons advertised on church billboards are more alarming than usual.

Endtime at Last! Are You Ready to Rapture? In one enormous, empty field a sign is planted that reads Future Home of the Living God. It’s just a bare field, fallow and weedy, stretching to the pale horizon. I pull over, take a photograph of the sign, and keep driving. A car passes me bearing the bumper sticker Come the Rapture Can I Have Your Car? Oh good, not everybody’s getting ready to ascend. I love driving. Thinking while I shoot along. If it is true that every particle that I can see and not see, and all that is living and perhaps unliving too, is trimming its sails and coming about and heading back to port, what does that mean? Where are we bound? Is it any different, in fact, from where we were going in the first place? Perhaps all of creation from the coddling moth to the elephant was just a grandly detailed thought that God was engrossed in elaborating upon, when suddenly God fell asleep. We are an idea, then. Maybe God has decided that we are an idea not worth thinking anymore."

Future Home of the Living God: A Novel

Louise Erdrich

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#Native American #Native American History #Blackfeet camp #Montana #early 1900s.#Turn of the Century #quotes #Louise Erdrich #Future Home of the Living God #Alive on All channels

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fl3shm4id3n · 1 year

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Gᵢᵣₗ Fᵣₒₘ ₜₕₑ Dₑₛₑᵣₜ

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐃𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲. 𝐀𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐍𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ɴᴇᴛᴇʏᴀᴍ ᴛᴇ ꜱᴜʟɪ ᴛꜱʏᴇʏᴋ'ɪᴛᴀɴ x ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴛ ɴᴀ'ᴠɪ! ꜰᴇᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Tw: tattoos, talking in gestures/sign language, jealousy, courting rituals, hunting, animal meat.

A/N: Correct me if I'm wrong, but I've read that in some Native American cultures women have tattoos on their chins, to show the many children that they had.

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For the remaining days, you continued to teach Neteyam how to hunt and other things. Not only that, since you were having to return to the village with him, you began to teach him how to use hand gestures and how to interact with the people. You explained how many chose not to speak and prefer to speak with hand gestures. It was tricky for him to learn since he was barely learning how use them, but he learned basic hand gestures.

The whole time you've been interacting with him, you began to have these kinds of feelings towards him. You felt as if your heart was about to come out of your ribs at any moment. Strange, you always thought. Specially when you'd get close to him, your heart would beat faster. Neteyam felt the same towards you, besides being beautiful in his eyes, you were also kind enough in helping him survive in the desert. You could've just let him where you found him to die or allow Eywa to choose his fate, but you didn't. You were his savior, he was very grateful that you helped him. Since then he began to have all kinds of feelings towards you, he is thinking of courting you, but in the way of your people since you had no idea how the Omaticaya's courting ritual are.

That night you and Neteyam had been eating Cataglyphis you had found. They were spicy in Neteyam's opinion but ate them anyway, he liked the burning feeling in his tongue. "We're heading back to the village, we're close." You commented, taking a bite from the prickly fruit you also manage to get, to cool down the burning sensation from your tongue. "Do you think your people accept me?" he asked, panting a bit from the heat in his mouth. "You have completed your rite to passage in our way, so, you would be accepted. You'd be one of us now" you said sending him a rare smile, which made his face turn a bit purple.

You looked up at the sky, seen how late it was. "We should rest" you said, giving the rest of your fruit to Unyor who gladly ate the fruit. Neteyam did the same to his creature, also giving him the rest of his food. You then laid your back on Unyor's side. Neteyam couldn't help but look at you as drifted in slumber, you looked very beautiful with your eyes closed. Neteyam then laid on his creature and also drifted into sleep.

The next day you and Neteyam were riding on your creatures, the week had officially passed and it was time to go back to the village. During the ride you were reteaching him the hand gestures so that he could remember them when arriving at the village, you explained that he could speak if he wanted to, but him remembering the hand gestures was important.

You both had arrived at the village, when the villagers saw you approaching, they began to cheer. When they saw that you weren't alone, they stopped and looked at Neteyam. The villagers had come closer to get a look at Neteyam, it was obvious that they have never seen a forest na'vi, so it was appropriate to be curious. Some attempted to get closer to get a better look. Then you stopped your creature along with Neteyam and got off, Neteyam walked over at to your side, still feeling al lot of eyes on him. He looked around and saw how the villagers looks just like you. Orange-yellow skin with black spots, yellow slit eyes, and thigh strong tails. They also had different kinds of attire. Then the Olo'eyktan and Tsahik approached, along with your family.

"Oel ngati kameie"' you said as you did the greeting gesture towards them. Neteyam did the same thing. They looked at you then the leaders look at Neteyam. "Who may this be?" The Tsahik asked while approaching him. "This is Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan" you said, making the crowd gasp by the sound of his name. The crowed began to speak amongst each other, he hard the mentions of both his father and mother's titles.

"The son of Toruk Makto and Palaluka Makto" The Tsahik said while circling him, she got a hold of his queue and his tail as a form of examination, she then walked back to her mate. "You are far from home child, why are you in the desert?" the Olo'eyktan asked. "I don't have an idea on how I ended up here, I was flying on my ikran and next thing I knew, I woke up in the desert." He explained. "But thanks to y/n, she helped me survive the desert, she showed me your ways, without her, I would of died." He added.

Both the Olo'eyktan and Tsahik look at each other for a moment. Then the Olo'eyktan spoke. "I see, it seems that you have learned." He commented. "You will be allowed to stay, for as long as you need. From this day forward until your return to Eywa, you're one of the people." He said, Neteyam nodded towards the older male. Then the Olo'eyktan faced the crowd "Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan has become one of us, he is now our brother and we will treat him as such." He said, then he turned to you. "As for y/n, she has passed her rite to passage , she is now officially an adult. Tonight we will celebrate this two young adult's adulthood." He finished, making the crowed cheer for both Neteyam and you for officially become adults, also because Neteyam was now part of the Neni clan.

You had been placed in charge in keeping at eye on Neteyam, so he'd be living with you and your family for the time being. While everything got ready for tonight's ceremony, you showed Neteyam around the village so that he could get a good look around. He still got some looks from people, but more repectfully, they already saw him as one of them when the Olo'eyktan announced that he was a part of them.

Neteyam got a good view, the noticed how the huts were made out of the same orange sand, it was pretty good for them to blend it and be hard to spot. He watched how everyone was busy getting things ready, he saw how others were doing what it seemed to be daily tasks, such as making of weapons, weaving clothes, collection crops and other vegetation from a field with green plants, and some children were running around playing with one another. After the small tour, you took him back to your home.

"Neteyam, this is my family." You introduced him to both your mother, father, and brothers. 'Welcome' your mother kindly gestures to him and send him a small smile. Neteyam bowed his head towards her, he noticed how your mother looked like an exact replica of you, except she had her hair down and looked much older, she also had five black lines on her chin, is that how you would look like in the future? He thought. "Best that you both get ready for tonight." Your father commented, to you both. You nodded as you went over behind a curtain which was your part of the 'room' to look for something to wear. "We'll be helping you, Netyeam" one of your brothers said while literally yanking him towards the three of them, taking them behind the curtain which was there shared room.

Your mother followed right behind you. As you looked for something to wear, you felt a tap on your shoulder, you turned to see your mother holding up a dress, it was cream colored with some bright colors on the dress along with beads of all shapes and sizes, it was beautiful. 'I made it for your sister, but it now belongs to you.' She signed with a kind smile. 'It's beautiful, but are you sure that I should wear it?' I asked, but your mother only nodded. 'She would have wanted you to wear it.' She signed. She then helped you out take off your clothes and put the dress on. it fit you perfectly. You had decided to have it down for tonight. 'You look beautiful' your mother signed with a smile while fixing your hair brushing your hair with a comb.

The ceremony was great, everyone was having a good time. They ate food, talked, and just interacted with each other. You had been sitting with your mother and father, while Neteyam was with your brothers, they had seemed to really like him. Every other boy that would be near me they hate, except for Neteyam. Every now and then you'd look over at him, he looked very well wearing a cream colored loincloth with leggings and colorful beads, you both almost matched. He still wore his leather ban around his waist. He looked very handsome in your opinion.

Then you saw someone approach you, it was a boy who had been meaning to court you. "Congratulations y/n." he said politely. "Thank you for your kind words." You said to him, then he extended out his hand to you. "Would you give me this dance?" he asked, you politely nodded, taking his hand and getting up to follow him to the open floor. Neteyam had been talking and getting to know your older brothers, he was surprised to see that your brothers liked him. They'd ask him questions about himself and about the forest, he answered to them kindly, then when he looked up from them, he spotted you.

You were dancing around the fire so beautifully, he couldn't keep his eyes off you at all. You looked so graceful and your dressed looked gorgeous on you. He smiled, thinking about going over to dance with you, until he a boy with you, dancing along side you. He felt himself stiffen at the sight. You and the boy danced together, as if you were a couple. One of your brother's noticed his stare then turned to you and boy dancing. "I see that Ämo had the courage to ask y/n for a dance." He said. "Who is that?" Neteyam asked. "That is Ämo Te Sngiayngäutx Kìlsey'itan, the son of a two great warriors." He said. "He has been wanting to court y/n for the longest time since they were children." Another one of your brothers added. "Yeah, our parents have been thinking about matching them." He mentioned.

This made Neteyam panic, he had been planning on courting you, but this boy had been doing it for a while. He did not want to loose you. "How do you do your courting rituals?" Neteyam asked, this made your brothers catch interest. The three looked at each other and they smirked. "You wish to court our sister?" one asked and Neteyam nodded. They all began to explain to the forest boy about courting rituals.

The next morning was just like a regular morning, you got up early and ate breakfast with your family and Neteyam. After wards you planned on going hunting with your brothers, you had promised them that you'd go on a hunt with them when you'd return from completing your rite to passage. You asked if Neteyam wanted to go but he told you that hw wanted to stay in the village for the day. This was a good opportunity for you to leave the hut and he can start out his courting.

When you and your brothers left, it was only Neteyam and your parents. Your father helped your mother clean up, afterwards he left to meet with the Olo'eyktan. This was when Neteyam asked the older woman. "Ma'am, could you help me make a courting blanket for y/n?" he asked, this made your mother's ears perk up by the sound of courting. She gave him a kind smile. 'Of course' she signed at him, this surprised Neteyam, seen that your mother didn't seem to have an issue with him courting you.

Your mother got the loom ready along with some colorful thread. She began to show him how to use the loom, as well as help him. She showed him the colors and the meaning behind them, as they weaved the blanket together, she showed him what the symbols of the blanket meant, of both love, protection, and union. They spend most of the time weaving the courting blanket, this was a part of the ritual. A man must approach the women in the chosen woman's family, and they help him weave a blanket so that he could give to the woman they wish. It took a while to finally complete the blanket, but finally it was done. The blanket was big enough to huge your whole body, it was beautiful.

Neteyam thanked your mother, then he took the folded blanket and took it to go find you. He searched around for you until he spotted you with your brothers, you had been putting the skin of the dead animal on the wooden frame to stretch out the skin. The animal's skin was perfect to use a tapestry. Mean while your brother had been cutting the animals meat and other things. As you were finishing tying the skin on the wooden frame, you heard someone approach you, you looked up from your work it was Neteyam.

"Hello Neteyam." I gave him a soft smile, then I saw he had a folded blanket on his arms. I tilted my head to the side, wondering what he was doing. "Could you please stand?" He asked, you got up from the floor, then he opened up the blanket. It was beautiful the colors and symbols looked lovely on the wool material. Then Neteyam got closer and he wrapped the blanket around your shoulders, covering you completely. You stared into his eyes by his actions, you had forgot that you brothers were right behind you and some people had been passing by but stopped to see what Neteyam was doing. Once the blanket was wrapped around you, he leaned close to your ear and whispered to you his wishes of courting you, it made your face become hot by his confession. Meanwhile your brothers were in the back sneakering amongst each other.

Since that day you basically slept with the blanket given to you by Neteyam, you'd never let it get ruined or dirty, you began to take care of it as if it was the most precious thing. When you'd wake up every morning you'd fold it neatly and put it away with your stuff. When you'd look at Neteyam in the eyes, you'd feel your face get hot, you still remembered the sweet look he gave you and the whisper to your ear. You felt as if your heart was about to burst out of your ribcage.

That wasn't all, next was the Love Flute, but this time it was your father who will be teaching him how to play the flute. Since he had learned to play the flute to court your mother, when he had found out about Neteyam wanting to court you, he wasn't very accepting at first. He wished that you mate a boy in the clan, like Ämo Te Sngiayngäutx Kìlsey'itan, but if this is who you wanted to mate with, so be it. Your father was much harsher then your mother, he'd pick up on everything Neteyam would do.

Any small mistake he'd notice and make him start over. Neteyam hated it, your father was almost like his dad, but he understood him, you were his one and only daughter. He didn't want to lose his only daughter to a man, he wanted what was beat for you. It took days and nights for Neteyam to be able to play a flute properly. He had manage to do it, properly. Your father was impressed that he manage to play the love song, he sent him away to go find you.

It had already been dark, you were with Unyor, enjoying each other's company under the stars. Ever since you had bonded with her, you loved spending your time with her alone. You had your eyes closed, enjoying the soft breeze of the cold night air on your skin and the blanket given to you by Neteyam wrapped around you, then you heard someone approach you. You opened your eyes and saw Neteyam approaching you.

Quickly you sat up straight with the blanket on your shoulders. You did the greeting gesture towards him. He did it back, then he sat on the sandy floor in front of you Then you saw him pull out a flute from his back which he had been hiding it. Your eyes widen by the sight of the flute, you knew that flute very well, it belonged to your father. "I've come to you, to play you this song." He said with a smile, you were to stun to speak, you did not say one word. Then Neteyam began to blow softly at the flute, the song began to play. You listened closely, not wanting to miss not one song cord. As he played the flute, you stared deeply into his sun colored eyes. As he played the song it was as if you had been enchanted by the melody. You couldn't help but stare at him play the lovely instrument.

The melody had come to an end, the song was short, but yet it had a very important meaning. "That was lovely.." you said in a whisper, still feeling enchanted by the song. "Who taught you how to play?" you asked while clutching the blanket closer to yourself. "Your father, he taught me how to play" he admitted, his cheeks had turned a deep purple. You smiled shyly at him, feeling your cheeks warm up and your tail lightly tap the sandy floor. "You had a good teacher, I liked it" you said with a smile. Your smile made Neteyam blush even more, he loved seen you smile, he wish to see your smile for the rest of his life.

ₚᵣₑᵥᵢₒᵤₛ ₚₐᵣₜ, ₙₑₓₜ ₚₐᵣₜ

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Hi, Ava! I just finished to read your last chapter (😭🥺) and I decided to jump in here to ask you about Quinn and if you have some headcanons, or ideas or something like that, about her but in 1920s. Like, what about her life a century ago? Her profession, her relationship with Tommy, etc... I'm intrigued. But not pressure, of course!! ❤️

Flor this is usually what I daydream and write little bits of when I need a break from the rest of the story!

(I’m slow moving through my notes this morning while at work but I was thrilled to see your question!)

So, there was a man that was a cobbler/shoe repairer around Waterloo Station in the beginning of the war that started doing tattoos out of his shoe repair shop. He had been in the navy and learned about it in Japan I believe, without looking it all back up again.

So, I don’t know how she ends up in London, but she does. Waterloo Station was one of the areas that soldiers passed through coming home on leave.

I’ll just post the first part of the whole snippet I’ve written instead of summarizing it 😂😂😂

But, here’s a moodboard also, and in similar fashion to Misadventures, the title of it is Selfish Machines, which is also a very good album! (The line of the song in the moodboard is from Caraphernelia, which I probably listen to on a daily basis and had the joy of hearing live with Jeremy McKinnon of A Day to Remember a few years back at a festival)

Waterloo Station, London, 1917

The bell above the door chimed, a man entering the shop as a woman deposited a few coins into the till, blonde curls of hair pressed tight against her scalp and hanging to frame her face, the pieces glimmering as light was reflected from a gold brooch, a singular peacock feather tucked amongst it all.

Tommy Shelby fidgeted with the paper between his fingers, folded in quarters, as the man exited the shop with his freshly repaired shoes.

He was, for a brief moment, under the impression that the signs on the outside of the building had led him astray.

“Can I help you, sir?”

The lilt of her voice was one he was only familiar with from the fairs and races as a child. Tommy remembered vividly attending with his parents, where American men spoke of the Natives they had brought with them as the men stood in proud position, feathered headdresses spread out like strutting peacocks as they children looked up at the men in awe.

“I apologize,” his accent was different from most of the men that Quinn heard talk on a daily basis, one that Mr. Burchett had pointed out to her was from somewhere in the West Midlands, around what they called the Black Country, “the sign outside said something about tattoos. I must have been—“

“No, you’re not mistaken,” she cut him off, gesturing for him to approach the counter where various sheafs of paper littered the workstation, pencil drawings on every one, and a singular one sitting alone was damp with ink, splotches on her fingers as she held out a hand for the paper.

She opened it, studying the simple lines he had drawn on the paper, before her green eyes met his blue ones through her lashes.

“Are you coming or going?”

“Coming or going?” His brow furrowed as he repeated the words back to her.

“Are you home on leave or headed back out—“

“On leave.”

She nodded, pushing up the sleeves of her sweater, the maroon tulle sleeves underneath revealing her forearms to be fully adorned. As Tommy looked closer, he realized all the black beneath the transparent parts of the fabric wasn’t more fabric, but ink in her skin.

Quinn sighed, handing the paper back to him before speaking, “I apologize, Mr. Burchett isn’t in today, he’s dealing with a personal matter, but if you’d like to come back in before you depart, I’m sure he could help you.”

His piercing eyes bore into her for a moment before speaking, “Are you not able to do it?”

“I’m afraid not, sir. This far I’ve only done tattoos on myself,” she held out her left arm, turning it so he could see the artwork that wrapped around it, “I’m not sure—“

“It’s just lines, eh? I'm sure you’ll do fine.”

She smiled, a blush creeping into her cheeks, not much different a shade than her rouged lips before she nodded, “Very well.”

#quinn meyer #misadventures

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jokingmisfit · 1 year

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Apologies if requests are closed, I wasn't able to see it in your header on mobile or in a recent post. If requests are open, is it possible I could request headcanons of yandere Heisenberg who has kidnapped foreign female darling who's a metal restorator, please? Thank you so much for considering!

Sorry it took so long to get to. Now I wasn't sure if you wanted someone who was just foreign to Romania (which from what I've read the fictional location is based in) or if you meant like being Hispanic/Latino, so I did my best to incorporate both ideas. Also this kinda hops around, sorry. I hope you enjoy!

Headcanons for Heisenberg with a Foreign Metal Restorator S/O

Firstly, as soon as Heisenberg sees you, this hot ass babe, working on metal, all covered in grease, with your hair messy, no gloves, and a determined look on your face he’s falling, hard.

(Speaking of hard, he is)

Now if you have darker shades of skin, whether you’re African, African American, Hispanic, Hawaiian, Native Alaskan, Native American, Asian, etc. he is gonna try to come up with cute nicknames that just turn out slightly racist. Just let him know it’s rude and he will do anything to make it up. (I see him as someone with no social awareness and he just comes out more dickish than he means to, at least to you) He’s not racist just stupid.

He would let you work in his workspace, but he just can’t watch you work and do his own work at the same time. So, instead he’ll give you your own section of the factory to work. Of course, he’ll bother you all the time without care for your own focus.

If you sell any of the things you work on he’ll be slightly pissed each time. Heisenberg thinks he is the only one who deserves your art. He will try and hide the things you plan on selling or even trying to get them from you himself.

If you have any special piercings, tattoos, etc from your culture he will mess with them constantly. He’s deathly curious about the world he can’t travel. He’ll ask you questions while tracing the tattoos, wondering what they mean. He’ll inquire on any and all piercings wanting to know why or how.

Now let’s say you’re just foreign to Romania. You’re still bombarded with questions. Heisenberg still wants to know about your culture and what things mean.

Let’s say that you speak another language. Ohoho~ he is all over it. He’ll have you talk to him in whatever language it is all the time.

(Use your knowledge when horny, it’ll work)

Arguments end quickly if you start speaking another language.

You can say whatever you want in this other language because he’s just glad to listen.

Heisenberg likes the amenity of not knowing what you’re saying so he’ll only ask what a few words mean here and there.

Heisenberg will spend hours just talking with you about different metals and how to work with them.

If you ever hurt yourself while working he is on your ass like a mama bear. Dressing the wounds and hovering when you try to work more.

He provides you with any and all materials, he’ll also try to use this as an excuse to keep whatever you’ve made/restored.

All in all he is obsessed with you and will not leave you alone.

#Karl Heisenberg #karl heisenberg x reader #jesteranswers #karl heisenberg headcanons #karl heisenberg x y/n

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nightsidewrestling · 4 months

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D.U.D.E Bios: Enrico Di Napoli

The Eldest Brother of Honey Enrico Di Napoli (2020)

The Brother of Honey, Barbara and Walter, and son of Kevin and Novella. A mechanic with a love for craft beers.

"There's many different things you can judge people on, Ma."

Name

Full Legal Name: Enrico Nazzareno Di Napoli

First Name: Enrico

Meaning: Italian form of 'Henrich'.

Pronunciation: ehn-REE-ko

Origin: Italian

Middle Name: Nazzareno

Meaning: Italian form of the Late Latin 'Nazarenus', which meant 'From Nazareth, Nazarene'.

Pronunciation: nad-dza-REH-no

Origin: Italian

Surname: Di Napoli

Meaning: Means 'From Naples’ in Italian

Pronunciation: dee-NA-po-lee

Origin: Italian

Alias: None

Reason: None

Nicknames: Rico

Titles: Mr

Characteristics

Age: 22

Gender: Male. He/Him Pronouns

Race: Human

Nationality: Italian-American

Ethnicity: White

Birth Date: August 30th 1998

Symbols: None

Sexuality: Bisexual

Religion: Atheist

Native Language: Italian

Spoken Languages: Italian, English, French, Spanish

Relationship Status: Single

Astrological Sign: Virgo

Theme Song (Ringtone on Honey’s Phone): 'Che Idea’ - Flaminio Maphia

Voice Actor: Jason Biggs

Geographical Characteristics

Birthplace: Asbury Park, Monmouth County, New Jersey

Current Location: Asbury Park, Monmouth County, New Jersey

Hometown: Asbury Park, Monmouth County, New Jersey

Appearance

Height: 5'8" / 172 cm

Weight: 150 lbs / 68 kg

Eye Colour: Brown

Hair Colour: Ginger

Hair Dye: None

Body Hair: Hairy

Facial Hair: Clean Shaven

Tattoos: (As of Jan 2020) 6

Piercings: None

Scars: None

Health and Fitness

Allergies: None

Alcoholic, Smoker, Drug User: Social Drinker

Illnesses/Disorders: None

Medications: None

Any Specific Diet: None

Relationships

Allies: N/A

Enemies: N/A

Friends:

Colleagues: N/A

Rivals: None

Closest Confidant: Walter Di Napoli

Mentor: Kevin Di Napoli

Significant Other: None

Previous Partners: None of note

Parents: Kevin Di Napoli (45, Father), Novella Di Napoli (46, Mother, Née Capitani)

Parents-in-Law: None

Siblings: Honey Di Napoli (25, Sister), Barbara Di Napoli (19, Sister), Walter Di Napoli (16, Brother)

Siblings-In-Law: None

Nieces & Nephews: None

Children: None

Children-In-Law: None

Grandkids: None

Great Grandkids: None

Wrestling

Billed From: None

Trainer: None

Managers: None

Wrestlers Managed: N/A

Debut: N/A

Debut Match: N/A

Retired: N/A

Retirement Match: N/A

Wrestling Style: N/A

Stables: N/A

Teams: N/A

Regular Moves: N/A

Finishers: N/A

Refers To Fans As: N/A

Extras

Trivia: Nothing of Note

#D.U.D.E #original character #Di Napoli #Family. Not a Wrestler

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was that [ PRISCILLA QUINTANA ] spotted in the lobby of the infamous arconia hotel? must just be, [ ELEANOR ALVAREZ ] the [ TWENTY NINE ] year old [ BARTENDER ]. whenever i hear [ DEAD BY MADISON BEER ] it reminds me of them. [SHE/HER] are known for being [ DRAMATIC ] and [ SELF CENTERED ] but they make up for that by being [ LOGICAL ] and [ SELF ASSURED ]. they have been working at the arconia for [ ONE YEAR ]

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name: eleanor alvarez

nicknames: ela, ellie

age: 30

occupation: bartender

gender: cis female

pronouns: she/her

sexuality: bisexual

birthday: december 1st

sign: sagittarius

ethnicity: mexican + native american

hometown: washington

eye color: green

hair color: dark brown

height: 5’5”

tattoos: one small butterfly on the inside of her wrist

piercings: multiple - coming soon

likes- coming soon

dislikes- coming soon

headcanons- coming soon biography:

tw: chronic illness

Eleanor was in her early teens when her parents separated, her mother claiming full custody of her, and her father claiming full custody of her brothers, she felt like an only child after their family was broken apart by him. Although she had a fantastic relationship with her mother, she felt left out and it was hard not to resent her father and brothers for leaving them. Their relationship was basically non existent until she was eighteen and able to make her own decisions.

She decided not to go to college, Ela wasn’t really interested in academic activities although she graduated high school with flying colours. She spent a couple of years travelling but then her money ran out so she needed somewhere to go and disappointing her mom was not an option - so it was time to fully reunite with her brothers in back in Washington.

Eleanor could be quite selfish at times, she was known for only caring about herself and this point was proven when she fell in love with her brother’s fiancée - on of the night of the bridal shower, they ended up sleeping together. And the night before the wedding, Ela penned a letter to her, confessing her feelings. She expected the wedding to be called off, but this didn’t happen. It was hard to watch her brother and the woman she loved together, but there was no budging, so Eleanor had to get used to it.

Spiraling, Ela thought it would be a great idea to start a sugar baby business. It was strictly dates at first but it wasn’t long until it turned into more. It was just a fun way to distract her, get her through cosmetology school, never in a million years did she think she would end up married out of all this, but she did. He was wealthy, he was handsome, and he wasn’t that old. He wanted pretty arm candy, and she was that. Everyone around her was shocked her life wasn’t that much of a train wreck.

They were a couple of years in when Ela was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. She became sick, very sick, and finding the right medication was hard. She didn’t want to be a burden on her husband, so she asked for a divorce. He refused, but she was self-destructive - transferring a lot of money from their joint account to her personal account, then fled to New York. She tracked down the best neurologist in town as soon as she arrived and after multiple medication trials, she finally found the right immunotherapy. She left her life of beauty behind and has been working as a bartender for about a year now, she knows her husband landing on her doorstep could happen at any moment, but that time. hasn't come yet, so currently she's living it up. in New York.

#arconiahq:intro #( ela alvarez )

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coffee-n-ocs · 9 months

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Exosis (Music OCs): Winona Tomahawk (2014)

The lead guitarist of 'Exosis', Winona is often led by her emotions and is the strongest woman in the band, preferring to surround herself with green, Winona is an optimist, a peaceful person and tries to have hope in all things

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you what I saw."

Name

Full Legal Name: Winona Payne Tomahawk First Name: Winona Meaning: Means 'Firstborn daughter' in Dakota or Lakota Pronunciation: wi-NON-a Origin: English, Indigenous American, Sioux Middle Name: Payne Meaning: Means '(sky) blue' in Mapuche Pronunciation: PIE-ni Origin: Indigenous American, Mapuche Surname: Tomahawk Meaning: The name comes from Powhatan 'Tamahaac', derived from the Proto-Algonquian root 'Temah' 'To cut off by tool'. Pronunciation: TOM-uh-HAWK Origin: Sioux Aliases: N/A Nicknames: Winnie, Nona Titles: Miss

Characteristics

Age: 35 Gender: Female. She/Her Pronouns Race: Human Nationality: American Ethnicity: Indigenous American, Sioux Birth Date: 8th October 1979 Sexuality: Straight Religion: Čhaŋgléska Wakȟaŋ ("sacred hoop") Native Language: English Spoken Languages: English, Sioux Relationship Status: Dating Astrological Sign: Libra Face Claim(s): Julia Jones, Q'orianka Kilcher, Joan Baez, Buffy Sainte-Marie, Michelle Branch, Alex Rice

Geographical Characteristics

Birthplace: Pine Ridge Indian Reservation, South Dakota Current Location: 'On Tour'

Appearance

Height: 5'5" / 165 cm Weight: 140 lbs / 63 kg Eye Colour: Brown Hair Colour: Black Hair Dye: None Body Hair: None Facial Hair: None Tattoos: None Scars: None Clothing Style: Mainly greens, flannel shirts

Health and Fitness

Allergies: None Alcoholic, Smoker, Drug User: Social Drinker Illnesses/Disorders: None Diagnosed Medications: None Any Specific Diet: None

Relationships

Affiliated Groups: Exosis Friends: Viola Wilbur, Duke McManus, Lita McManus Enemies: None Noted Yet Mentor: None Significant Other: Duke McManus (36, Boyfriend) Previous Partners: None of Note Parents: Akicita Tomahawk (59, Father), Kimimela Tomahawk (60, Mother, Née Wanbli) Parents-In-Law: None Siblings: Wapasha Tomahawk (38, Brother) Siblings-In-Law: Tashina Tomahawk (39, Wapasha's Wife, Née Bluerock) Nieces & Nephews: Ohiyesa Tomahawk (7, Nephew) Children: None Children-In-Law: None Grandkids: None Other Notable Relatives: None

Notes

Occupation: Retail Salesperson (Cashier at a Hot Topic store) Tropes: (These are purely theoretical for how I would write her)

Awesome, But Impractical: Winona's Pyro ideas

Badass Longcoat: The coat she wears when performing is a long, black trench-coat

Colour-Coded For Your Convenience: Usually dresses in green

Fake Period Excuse: Usually used to hide conversations between herself and the other women in Exosis

Official Couple: With Duke

Trademark Favourite Food: Sushi

-Design to come in group pic-

#original character #Winona Tomahawk #Winona #Tomahawk #music oc #Exosis #Winona Payne Tomahawk

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cherrycola27 · 10 months

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re: Q&A Saturday, false god

Little Miss Onion 🧅

I must know: What inspires you when creating your own lore? Like Hades' background or tweaking the myth of Hades and Persephone?

Bonus: Obvi you love mythology, but do you have a favorite or do you dabble in mythologies other than Greek/Roman? Like Norse or Native American?

When I came up with the idea for "false god," I knew that making Hades a woman meant I would have to change some of the lore. I also start writing stories with the end in mind, so I work through what is going to help me get to the ending that I want.

I know the myth of Hades and Persephone is so widely known that I wouldn't be able to abandon it entirely, so I took the parts from it that I liked/ thought would be the best, and filled in the gaps with what worked best with my writing.

You call me Little Miss Onion for a reason, so I knew I would have to be able to build on the layers that were already there. You guys might think I'm crazy but I really sit down and think, "Okay, what kind of drama/ trauma do I want for this?" and then research how I can weave it in. I also like to add personal touches and use any previous experiences I've had just to add another layer to it.

I will tell you that none if it is accidental. If I put something in a fic, there is a reason for it. Names, colors, flowers, tattoos, animals, all of them have significance, I may not say it right then, but the more I write, the more it becomes clear. I am a big fan of the "easter egg"

I am a bog fan of Greek Mythology (thanks ADHD middle school hyperfixation), but I also love Scottish/ Irish Mythology because that's where my ancestors hail from.

#cherrycola27 #top gun maverick #ask nik #false god

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moonlightreal · 9 months

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Some thoughts on So Weird Season 3

It isn’t very good, but I like Annie.

Which mostly comes down to Alexz Johnson being charming and slightly due to the headcanons I had going in.

The first thing we really got from season 3 was the music video of To Dream About You, which is an absolute bop, and for some reason I got it in my head that Annie’s music was magic. That she would be a siren or something able to do things with her voice. The clip from Rewind in there with Annie throwing lightning did nothing to debunk this idea. So I was hopeful about So Weird going! Fi was a girl who kept encountering the supernatural but Annie was supernatural! It would take the show in a new interesting direction!

I’d also somehow read leaks about the original writers’ ideas for season three and one stuck in my head, it went something like “Fi meets an alien, a girl who also lost her father to the ‘evil.’” This idea means there could be more people like Fi, who encounter the supernatural and influence things for good, and who the evil supernatural tries to stop by killing off their support system. So it was easier to accept Annie as another of many young people with supernatural connections. Maybe Rebecca, who was only in one episode but casts a long shadow, was another. Maybe Fi’s little cousins Maggie and Miranda were others. So Fi’s story was now one of many stories and they’d probably all come together in the end.

Then in the first Annie-only episode she gets the talking board and has a hotline to the supernatural. She could get answers, and she had a panther who would appear and help her and was guiding her to some interesting destiny!

So I started season three with great optimism! But then it just… was ok?

I think the thing season 3 really did wrong (other than, you know, ditching Fi’s entire story which they kind of had to do) was drag the show farther from magical reality and into the realm of full fantasy. The town of bees. The carnival where everyone turned into attractions. The Great Incanto. Mister Magnetism. After these episodes Jack and the others should have been changing their whole worldview and that should have been changing what kind of show it was, but they did fantasy stuff and had everyone react in magical reality ways.

Thoughts on the episodes I remember:

Exit 13, where the bus pulls off the highway and the gang gets caught in a time loop repeating the same events over and over. The cause is a carved stone Annie bought from a local trinket seller, that turns out to be half of a Native American artifact. When Annie reunites the two halves, reuniting the ghosts of twins whose memorial stone it is, the gang is set free. The trinket seller who raided a Native American burial ground isn’t so lucky, which is pretty dark for this season. I like this episode, I think it worked and the curse was original enough to stick in my head.

Rewind, stands out because of the song. The songs this season are great and Alexz Johnson has an amazing voice.

Earth 101 aired after a long hiatus to put the Thanksgiving episode on Thanksgiving and it was such a letdown to finally have an episode and have it be dumb.

The multiverse one with the alternate Annie made a big impression because my brain still expected something more, and I was sure we’d see more of Juvenile Delinquent Annie. She had her panther’s spiritual power in a tattoo, what did that mean? Could she summon it into being? Or did her delinquent ways make her real panther desert her so she got the tattoo to make up for it somehow? I was sure Delinquent Annie would be a returning antagonist.

My memory of episodes kind of fades other than those three. There were a couple school episodes, there was a changeling episode that sort of matched the lore! There was some other stuff.

Then there was the ending. Which I feel came much later, after I wandered off from tuning in every week for the new episodes but I did eventually watch it. And was quite disappointed that this was the big secret!

So years ago in Peru, Lil Annie protected a Native man from being bit by a snake, getting bit herself. The shaman of the tribe healed her and then took the form of the panther to protect her all her life out of gratitude for saving his son.

Which is weird, and not the good kind of weird.

Ok, the panther is a human? And an old dude? And how is he being the panther, does he astral project every time Annie is in trouble or did he give up his entire human life to protect Annie? I would certainly be grateful to someone who saved my son’s life, but the “indigenous person becomes protector of cute white girl” is… a thing. Remember there was a lot less awareness of this stuff in 2001, so don’t think too badly of the writers, but it’s still not great.

So let’s focus group this a little.

They could just make the panther a panther; Annie’s just a person who vibes with the panther spirit. Which still gets into the whole “is it cool for a white person to have a spirit animal?” If I knew any Native Americans I’d ask them, but I don’t so all I can say is that the 2023 internet is divided leaning towards no. But people of all colors and cultures are going to feel a mystical connection to certain animal species so… this is a question for professional sociologists, not me and my tumblr!

If the writers were determined to make the panther a person they could give him a less “Wookie life debt” reason to be following Annie. Maybe rewrite the series slightly so Annie talks a lot about returning to Peru to be an activist for the local people, and add a revelation that she is also destined to protect that part of the world from The Evil. Make the panther a boy Annie’s age who also encounters the supernatural and expects to work with Annie when they both grow up or come into their full power or whatever.

Which wouldn't fix the "white girl gets native people's magic" thing, but would make it less yikes. The only way to actually fix it would be to recast Annie, and I like the Annie we've got. I guess there are also panthers in North America so they could cut out the indiginouys people entirely and make Annie a witch with a familiar, but that strays farther from the canon we have than I'm gonna bother to go.

(Jon Cooksey just says “Evil” so I don’t think the writers ever defied the overarching enemy of the show. Presumably they’d have figured out something more specific if the original season three had gone ahead.)

So season three leaves me in a mood similar to how Fate left me. There was so much potential, the bones of something really good. I don’t think it could ever have been good enough to make up for the loss of Fi’s storyline, but it could have been its own thing and a good show. But it was just aimed in the wrong direction and it wasted everything it could have done with Annie’s mysterious past.

#disney so weird #so weird

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From @Wiccan Teachings, shared by Darcy McLean Aguilar:

The Celtic Animal Zodiac.

The Celts honored the rhythms of Nature, and observed different flavors of their environment according to the season. Like our Native American kin, the full Moon in each month held a special personality. They had a Tree Zodiac, a Moon Zodiac and an Animal Zodiac. The Animal Zodiac is based on the animal that is most prominent within the season and the month of the persons birth. Below is a brief description of personality traits from the signs.

Stag/Deer

December 24 - January 20

The stag Celtic animal sign has high ideals and aspirations. If you want to start a new project, get a Stag sign to help you. They will not be deterred from their vision. They are thorough, patient and their persistence insures their triumphs. When others have long given up, Stags buck their way past boundaries. They are proud, and rightfully so - they hold themselves in a regal way. They are naturally noble, like they came from royalty. This is not to say Stags feel entitled. Far from it. They believe in righteous hard work, and their integrity is their trademark. You might also want to read my page on stag meanings for tattoo ideas here.

Cat

January 21 - February 17

Quick minded, and even quicker wit, the cat of the Celtic year packs a pounce in the realm of intellect. This Celtic animal sign has impeccable reasoning abilities, but moreover they have a knack for seeing the underside of things, a "sixth mental sense" if you will. They have unorthodox vision, and should be called upon when fresh new perspectives are needed in a project. They also have a kind, humanitarian quality that makes them lovable. Although sometimes they can appear aloof because they like to be on the fringe, always observing. Nevertheless, they have the best intentions at heart. Cats are also very creative, and need an artistic outlet to express themselves.

Adder/Snake

February 18 - March 17

The Celtic animal sign of the snake has a cool exterior but are infinitely lively. They are curious and are always full of questions about how the world works, and how the people around them work (even if they aren't openly asking, you can bet they're figuring out the answers in their own mind). Snakes are natural communicators, and they can be hugely persuasive. If they are passionate about a cause they can round up the whole neighborhood with their zeal and enthusiasm for their purpose. Snakes can be spontaneous and unpredictable too. And although they're pretty flexible, they like things to go their way (who doesn't?), and will prove to be uncooperative if pushed in a corner.

Fox

March 18 - April 14

The fox sign is amazingly cunning and knows how to work a room with sly, sexy humor. Full of guile, vigor and bright intelligence the fox is an untamable force. This Celtic animal sign is the one to take with you on exotic vacations, they will wind your ways into amazing adventures. They have a knack for story telling, and every experience is fodder for their tales. They are tender-hearted, although they don't show that soft side too often because they're too busy playing and cracking jokes. However, they aren't shy about showing their loyalty; if you are the friend of the fox, you have a friend for life. Highly energetic and courageous, the fox has an indomitable spirit.

Cow/Bull

April 15 - May 12

Strong, loving, stable and sure are the watchwords for the bulls of the Celtic lunar year. Cows/bulls are the ones you turn to when you need a shoulder to cry on, honest opinions and solid advice (particularly in relationships). These Celtic animal signs have bulls-eye intuition and can spot a liar from a mile away. Because they're highly intuitive, they can be misunderstood as moody or over emotional. They also come by stubbornness honestly. They have excellent taste, and have a flair for classy elegance in fashion and home décor. These signs are as trustworthy as the day is long, and know how to keep a secret.

Seahorse

May 13 - June 9

The Celtic animal sign of seahorse is vastly flexible and resourceful. The seahorse is the person you want managing your finances or handling your legal matters because these people are infinitely clever (if there's a loophole, they've either found it or invented it). They also have amazing memory retention. They are sometimes hard to follow because they're minds are so sharp. They can also be changeable, but they always come back around to a level of high charisma. These people are astoundingly versatile and adapt remarkably well in any environment. Seahorses are so lovable too. Even better, they love being adored, and easily reciprocate affection.

Wren

June 10 - July 7

The wren Celtic animal sign is associated with freshness, and opening to new insights, and sunnier dispositions. They are natural care givers and will sign sweet melodies to cheer their friends and family. They remain calm in the midst of stormy weather. You want to have these people with you if you find yourself in a crisis; they are resourceful and stay cool under pressure. Wrens are self-motivated (they know how to get what they want) and work best in solo situations. They are also have a high sense of responsibility and moral integrity. They seek balance in their lives by being leaders at work on in the community, but secretly they would rather be traveling abroad living a life of a gypsy (this however, is often against their better judgment).

Horse

July 8 - August 4

Exuberant, expansive and powerful, the Celtic animal sign of the horse will give you a run for your money. Naturally competitive, and rightfully so. The horse has loads of talent, and enough confidence to go ‘round, particularly in business matters. They have a sixth sense when it comes to strategy and navigation (these signs have an uncanny internal compass). They are gregarious, and openly charming (even flirty). They make grand appearances, and know how to carry themselves with style and authority. They do well in leadership positions, but they are just as happy to be the helpers of the clan (as long as they are given adequate recognition for their talents and contributions). Potentially headstrong, they are also valiant in times of adversity.

Fish/Salmon

August 5 - September 1

Salmon signs dive deep in their inner waters for inspiration, bright visions and dreamy perspective. They are naturally intuitive but they don't make a big deal out of it. These people have a unique view of the world which makes them some of the community's best artists, poets and visionaries. Some times they dive way too deep for the rest of us, and some just can't follow where they swim. But that's okay, the fish sign needs that kind of depth, isolation and introspection because when they come back up for air, the world is awed by their brilliance and insight. They are very bright and intelligent and know how to get what they want no matter how hard they must work for it.

Swan

September 2 - September 29

Spiritually evolved, and eloquent in expressing themselves, the swan swims in a class of their own. They have high standards, infinitely discriminating tastes and they have a keen eye for beauty (even when others cannot see it). Very refined and noble, sometimes the swan is mistaken as detached. This however, is not the case. The swan is a lover, and can prove to be quite passionate in relationships. That "coolness" comes from the swan's understanding of composure. They're natural aristocrats. They can be exacting in details, and have specific ideas about how things should be done. If you want someone who is perceptive, organized and extremely tasteful, get a swan's perspective.

Butterfly

September 30 - October 27

This Celtic animal sign lives up to the adage "social butterfly." Flitting from friend to friend in parties, and always in contact with loved ones (they're the ones always on the phone, or texting). They can't help it. Butterflies are gentle souls who can't be tied down for very long. They love to dream, express new ideas and talk about their plans with all their friends. These are the people who brighten up any dark day with their cheer and magnetically bright personalities. They are naturally empathetic, and would never intentionally harm anyone. Rather, they make easy friends, and like to see others uplifted. Butterflies bring a sense of wonder and youth to our world. Keep these people around you to remind you of how truly good life can be.

Wolf/Hound

October 28 - November 24

Wolves have a strong sense of purpose, and will go to great lengths to see their point is made, and fully understood. This Celtic animal sign is fearless, brave and they rarely compromise. These are the hero's you want by your side in the heat of battle. They will not back down, and they will take no quarter. Others marvel at their inner fortitude. Where do they find the energy and wherewithal to keep going? They thrive on challenge, that's what gives them their stamina. They have impeccable character, and "honor" is their middle name. They are strong willed, and sometimes live up to the "lone wolf" label. Nevertheless, you always know where you stand with them, and they will unite with you as long as you share their cause.

Falcon/Hawk

November 25 - December 23

Seldom do we see more focus in the Celtic animal signs than that of the hawk. When these signs see something they want, they go after it with a force that is remarkable. If, however, they aren't interested in a project, they will fly off to other more interesting prospects. They care deeply for wisdom, and often focus on sharing that knowledge with others. They can be very philanthropic and generous. Hawks have a keen sense of balance, and they navigate through life with an internal "true north" that creates an uncanny integrity within them. They are open minded and philosophical. Although they entertain all manner of hypotheses, they are strongly opinionated (that inner "true north" thing). That is not to say they cannot be persuaded. See less

— with Ace Matthews and Olivia Witteveen.

Mara Clear Spring Cook

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