💕💖 2023 appreciation post time 💖💕

i was thinking of doing smth like this anyway but shout out to @enchantedlandcoffee for tagging me in their end of year post 🫶

i started becoming more active in the fandom at the very beginning of this year. i was so lost and isolated and depressed, and honestly finding community here helped give me the push i needed to start taking care of myself again and do some much needed healing. i’ve made so many friends, shared so many silly moments w lovely ppl and i truly cannot even begin to express how much it’s meant to me as the year has continued to go on. it hasn’t not been an easy year, honestly one of the hardest i’ve been through, but having y’all in my life to whatever capacity i’m lucky enough to have has made probably the most significant difference of anything apart from like therapy lmao, and i genuinely love u all so fucking much. i’m gonna start crying if i keep typing about it anymore lol but thank u so much to everyone i’ve met this year i cherish u all and i rly rly mean that ❤️ even if we haven’t interacted a lot i still appreciate u and i’m grateful to share this weird little space here w you

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💕💖 happy 2024 to every one of u 💖💕

I know you mentioned you're away this week, but I thought I might as well drop by and say happy WBW! In Evashen, what does a marriage look like? Is it just qualified as a couple with a child, or ceremonial? A is it marked with a legal agreement, exchange of jewelry, etc? How would one propose? Do people get married for romance, or platonic love too? - @duskforged

(Thanks for the ask! I'm totally not making this up on the spot)

This also got pretty long so under the cut!

Okay so for proposal's in Evashen, there's no specific thing that gets given, rather, people will create something with personal meaning, most often using preexisting skills and hobbies, to gift to the others. Traditional beliefs state that the longer you take, and the more elaborate it is (and of course the more expensive it is), the better! So if you sew or weave, you may make your beloved a blanket or dress as their engagement gift, with complicated embroidery, maybe depicting favorite animals or a fond memory. Or a blacksmith making a weapon that perfectly fits the fighting style.

Naturally in some cases, people either went above and beyond to learn the perfect skill to gift their beloved with something...or payed someone else to do it and lied and everyone politely looks the other way in public.

It doesn't even have to be a permanent thing, (a lot couldn't necessarily afford everything for these complicated gifts) so they would put their efforts into perfecting a favored meal, or growing favored flowers or fruit and the like.

The gifts are hopefully the first of many

It's also considered rude to propose in public, you often go somewhere secluded with close friends and family of the person you're asking, present the gift, make your case/speech/deceleration, and the person hopefully says yes! (though if they were unaware of your intentions, it is not uncommon to have to wait for their response for a day or two) (if you're lucky, and it's rather common, they also have gift to present to you that they are close to finishing)

The marriage itself is very ceremonial, with the soon to be married couple having to pick which of the Veyrit to get married under (basically choosing who to be their family patron, Leyra is the most commonly chosen because she is the highest and most widely worshipped, but the some families still choose from the others as tradition and people, and most often people stay with their family's traditions unless they have strong reason to choose another)

The official marriage itself takes place between the couple, often the same people who were at the proposal, and the temple officiant. But the celebration afterwards is a community affair with dancing, music, food, local traditions, etc!

People get married for a variety of reasons in Evashen, romance, avoiding scandals, political agreements, family arrangements, platonic, "you're the only person I can stand the idea of spending that much time together"

Children aren't really a mandatory part of it (and in some aren't actually allowed, like those that marry temple members because they think they'll distract from their duties. There its often more a combining powers type thing)

Information post n stuff!!:

Hey there, guys!! nice to meetcha!

I’m Rosy or Rowyn! she/her,, but i don’t mind any.

I’m just, a random teenager who doodles stuff occasionally! i do more reblogging then i do posting, and my fandoms are.... wild. when in doubt, i reblog stuff i find funny, have art i enjoy, or are actually relevant to the fandom i'm focusing on most at the... moment? (second lol). idk hshsj

my interests can vary widely haha- so if you follow this blog be prepared for a ton of stuff,,, i reblog a lot. (….and often forget to tag it lol)

currently my blog is home to a ton of varying things, so. You might just have to figure out stuff through exploring. I might eventually go back and tag my.... (squints at posts) uhh... 5000+ posts... yeah, nope, i'm probably never going to do that so! essentially, if you follow this blog, welcome to the chaos! enjoy the ride! i am so sorry for potentially spamming reblog stuff hsjsjsjs

Uhh, there are also occasionally ocs and fanart on here!! i swear!! i just. don't post it as much as i would like to.........

yeah. uh.

yeah.

ANYWAY THANKS FOR READING MY RAMBLING GOODBYE

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#my art - my artwork!

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I don't really tag reblogs, sorry-

*breathes deeply* so i’m obsessed with giselle and edmund. i had a dream about them so needless to say they’ve been on my mind. insert a ton of rambling underneath the cut and i mean a ton !!!

also fm has a name now. his name is rowyn and his faceclaim is this guy. not exactly long haired like i originally wanted, but he has curls and it isn’t short.  he really works for the vibe and charming mystique of the character overall too. gil’s playing him. i didn’t dream anyone would take an interest in doing that so i feel beyond lucky as that really opens the door for me developing them as a couple and both giselle and edmund even more. otherwise he would’ve strictly stayed an npc, but now we’ll have three joint ocs together. gil had the final say on his faceclaim and name due to deciding they wanted to play him.

so yeah, i’m obsessed with these characters now that they’re full on ocs. i’ve also figured out giselle’s main verse.

there will be a verse where rowyn tragically dies, because that leaves an interesting au route for me to explore for giselle ( losing not only her lover but her parents and having to return to her cottage after half a year spent with edmund, trying to settle back into her life, now that would be feelsy ), but in her default verse ?? rowyn almost dies during the battle, which giselle helps end and finish. rowyn heals up at edmund’s castle regardless, before pushing to return to giselle’s cottage back in the woods because he can only take being there for so long. they’ll be happy and in love with each other, with giselle eventually becoming a full blooded fae through magical means, confronting the men who killed her father after rowyn finds them, etc. that and she maintains a friendship with edmund.

rowyn and edmund become good friends too despite the initial antagonism and distrust that will be there between them. and tbh edmund will be right to be skeptical of rowyn. rowyn isn’t going to be some perfect love interest.

just...so many more details are coming together. the final battle is definitely going to be more badass than what took place in the film. can’t wait to flesh that out with gil. these characters are still fantastical but they just exist as more besides what the film’s intention was when it was created.

pip is no longer a chipmunk, much less named pip. leaning towards making him a ( currently unnamed ) red squirrel since he still needs to remain a smaller woodland animal. also, i wanted to give giselle an heirloom passed down for generations after generations that could be fae made / came from her ancestor, and at least one will be a lamp that’s right outside her cottage and hangs above the front door. it’s in plain sight. but not blatant unless you know. shows the household is friendly to fae and casts protection. this is rough but...yeah i’m excited obviously i can’t shut up about it. may be connecting my oc, aisling, to giselle as well...like she knew the fae that giselle is descended from so they’ve interacted at least a couple times in passing.

i don’t think i’ll be doing any enchanted aus for giselle or edmund. i’ll keep the nyc thread i have with clair’s muse, and one other person if they’re still interested once i fill them in on muse changes, but the rest will be dropped.

i’m just not interested in writing in that setting when i have so much new ground to explore and keep digging into, and i’m still only just beginning to repurpose and alter their backgrounds even more fully than they already have been. oh, i’m up to keep my stuff with odette and gil as long as yall are.

with gil, i’d already put giselle into another universe and was only acknowledging my headcanons anyway, so no changes will have to be made, except giselle will keep getting to grow as the thread advances; the thread we had with westley and edward was a battle thread where they’re going to be frenemies which i absolutely want to keep.

and then odette and i have a verse that feels the closest to enchanted in tone, that and following the movie’s timeline for their relationship. but itll be the only enchanted esque au i bother with since we were still diverging a lot. i just need to find a way to work in giselle learning how to defend herself, because in her canon, she learns from rowyn while she’s in the fey wilds ( and time passes differently while there so it makes more sense why she’s at skilled, versus a film just subverting expectations of a character in that mold ).

the rest i’ll be straight up dropping.

i do need to figure out what i’m doing with edmund’s threads since the name change is going to be a thing. like if people are fine with me just...replying as edmund and changing his name, maybe that could work and you’ll all be okay with that. idk idk hmm. if people find this weird or confusing or have a suggestion i’d love to hear.

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welcome to my ACTUAL blogging blog!

i'm rowyn! i'm a transmasc 15 yrold with a(u)dhd. this blog (and post) are prone to change!

if you're reading this you're probably from my neocities, if not you can find it in my sidebar. i've wanted to actually blog for awhile but i've never committed, i'll talk about whatever i want here i guess.

topics/tags

☆ - animal crossing ☆ - daily life ☆ - rambling

other links

☆ - my main blog ☆ - my agere(ish)/stim blog ☆ - my neocities

You asked me, now I'm asking you: 🐝💕🔪💒and🌈

my aesthetic in emojis:  🍜

just that. just the Ramen

am i crushing on someone: like you i am unsure. possibly?? possibly 2 people??? 

creepiest/scariest experience: my memory is. hmm. not good. so i might just not be remembering something scarier but probably the time there was a bear outside our tent (or maybe the time it was a cougar) but also maybe the time we lost rowyn in the desert when she was 2. also being in riley’s class goodness gracious

what show would i want to live in: bro you can’t just!! make me decide like that!!! not supernatural that’s for sure goodness what a nightmare, probably not tua either, maybe good omens?? i’d buy aziraphale’s books and make him mad :}

things i find attractive in people: i don’t know!! i have had maybe like 3 real crushes ever so that’s sure something! ideally tho maybe uhh sarcastic but nice, confident, most importantly shares my interests so we can ramble about stuff, i think that’s really the main thing, and someone who’s supportive!! that’s attractive friends someone who will help u :> 

How to make friends when you’re all the problem child Chapter 3

Check out my earlier fic, The Birth of a flame, for a more dramatic recount of Pyre’s backstory. Chapter 3 - Fuck you Dad

Bal’iira Helvurden was born in the Underdark and placed into her father’s unwilling arms 10 minutes later by her fire genie mother. Immediately rejected by the rest of his drow ‘community’, her father withdrew to the surface and after years of fear and rejection was eventually accepted into the ranks of the city guard of Ekridge. All the while dragging his young daughter behind him. She was hated in the Underdark and feared on the surface, this understandably meant that she was not the most popular child on the continent. Even once they settled in Ekridge, she found no friends amongst the other children of the guards. With nothing to distract her, she would follow her father around practising with unused weapons and listening to the preacher who lived next to the barracks, praising the word of his war god. 

In her late-teens she joined the guards and was happy of the stable life it afforded her. Staying in her father’s quarters she was free to spend her pay on alcohol, food and other luxuries. She saw each strip of rich fabric and barrel of wine as another step from her past on the road as a young child. She barely saw her father, Malrae, and saw that as a blessing. The emotionally distant man seemed suspicious to her and he did not perform the same behaviours she preached in her time as assistant to the old war priest. She lived in this isolated utopia for years, eventually taking on the name ‘Pyre’ once she reached adulthood.

It was a quiet day, coming up to the first harvest of the year. Pyre was patrolling the town when a group of guards came up to her outside of a small bookshop.

“Morning, is there something you need?” Pyre may not have known for being friendly but she certainly was not known for being rude. These guards were young and arrogant, her least favourite of her colleagues.

“Yeah, me and the rest of the guard were wondering when you’re gonna run off like your old man”

“What?!” Pyre wished she could say she didn't believe it but her faith in her father was strained at the best of times.

“You heard me, ran off when he heard that we were joining the Kresgow army with the war to the north. Anyways, we all know you’ll run off just like him, you drow are all the same and we have our orders” and the biggest moved towards her, Pyre pulled back.

“Excuse me! I have served this city faithfully while you were still playing in the street! I don’t deserve this!” the men looked unmoved and one of them grabbed onto the sheet of fabric that marked her as a member of the guards.

“But I haven't done anything! It’s not my fault he left, you can’t kick me out! Wait! Get off me, don’t you dare!” she was powerless to fight off the group of physically stronger attackers as they ripped the tabard from her, the force knocked her to her knees. She pressed her forehead into the ground and screamed her anger out into the dirt as the group walked off laughing. She felt more than saw the smaller woman stand next to her and the conversation they had fueled her inner fury at her father and the guards in this city.

“I want those guards dead. I want my father dead. I hate them. I hate them all”

“I know, I know. Not yet.” Pyre found herself ushered from the area, Rowyn keen not to make a scene.

Rowyn was a curious woman, fairly young by gnome standards, only in her late 40’s, but much more mature and solemn than usually found among the cheery race. And Pyre had never felt magic that felt more unnatural in her life, even when fighting a necromancer a few years back, his magic had just felt slightly cold, it hadn’t felt as thick and painful. The gnome woman had pressed her hand lightly to Pyre in order to heal the scrapes from her attack and fall, even that ,a healing spell! had felt like when she had pressed her fingers into yellowing bruises as a child. And the coldness from her spell seemed to sink down to the bone, leaving a cold ache that as a fire genasi she was unused to. It certainly didn’t feel like Pyre’s own god-given magic, though she guessed Rowyn didn’t strike her as a religious individual, a wizard perhaps? Not that it was particularly any of Pyre’s business. Rowyn was trying to help her and that was what mattered. 

Pyre didn’t pay attention as she was led to a tavern and taken into a room by the diminutive mage, faintly hearing the gnomes muttering about moving on soon and how Ekridge didn’t seem to have the sort of people she was looking for. Pyre didn’t say a word that night, nor did she speak the day after. She stayed silent, thinking about her father, the town guards, the town she had served for years that she was now being forced to abandon. It was three days later, while sitting on the back of a cart watching her new ally make notes into the black leather-bound book that never left Rowyn’s side, that Pyre spoke.

“Who the hell are you?” Rowyn looked up at her, puzzled.

“Rowyn, do you not remember? I did not think you hit your head that har-”

“No. Who are you. Why the hell are you forming a party? What’s in it for you? gods whats in it for me? Wait where are we going?” Pyre could hear herself start rambling, confusion and misplaced anger waring inside her. Some primitive, instinctual part of her felt a spark of fear as her companion sighed harshly and put down her book. The fear itself was another layer of confusion, why was she so scared of this small gnome, Pyre had faced all sorts of threats as part of the guard, she should not be scared of someone who didn’t look like she could hurt a fly. 

“Ok, it’s my own fault, I should not have been giving you information while you were obviously still in shock. I am forming a party for many reasons. I wish to travel and explore, a dangerous past time without people to watch your back. I want gold and there’s nothing more lucrative than magical items. And I want to become stronger, to wield stronger magic to defend myself. So thats whats in it for me.” She stretched out and smiled at her companion.

“Huh, so where are we going anyway?”

“Well I heard of a little fishing village where the local nobles have been unable to take any taxes from the town. Every bailiff has ran away screaming of some kind of fish warrior protecting the village. I have a theory that said “fish warrior” might be helpful for us. However before that we are stopping in the next village on our journey” here Rowyn pointed towards a collection of buildings in the distance that stood in the shadow of a mountain range, “Our driver says that a benevolent dragon is at the top of that mountain and that the dragon has a tabaxi ward. Now this would just be odd but apparently the tabaxi kid has been going into town every week for years asking if a gnome and a fire genasi are in town and that they were waiting for them. Now I don’t know about you but that seems like quite a big coincidence to me.”

“Yeah, gods thats weird. Do you think this tabaxi is a threat?”

“I wouldn’t think so, according to the driver he’s only a kid, well a kitten, about 14...15 maybe he’s not sure. No one really talks to the Tabaxi, the villagers think they will gain the wrath of the dragon if they upset the cat. Some of the villagers consider the dragon an extension of the platinum dragon, making the tabaxi kid some kind of high priest in their eyes” 

Pyre hummed and twirled a flame around her fingers. She watched as the village came closer and eventually they pulled up alongside an inn. The two adventurers barely stepped into the inn when it went silent, the entire room’s occupants turning to look at them. A dwarven man whispered to his friend which in the silent room carried across to the unusual pair.

 “Holy shit the kit’s gonna loose it, they’re really here”

Rowyn looked up towards her partner and shrugged.

“Do any of you lot know where this tabaxi kid is? We were told to talk to him” No response from the room. Pyre growled.

“Look are any of you going to be any help or should we tell this kid how unhelpful you’ve been?” The eyes of the villagers that were staring at the two of them slid towards the door as it slowly slid open. A young voice laughed before speaking.

    “You’re here! I knew it! Come on Momma will want to meet you.” Pyre turned to look at the intrusion. There stood a small, gangly tabaxi, clad in mis-matched colourful robes, “Oh and I’m Spring, I am so happy to meet you!”

pro tips for beginner self harmers: don't start ever it doesn't make you feel better it's not a good release you are worth so much you are beautiful you will get through all of this without leaving scars without not going swimming because you don't want people to see you are worth so much more than hurting yourself (even if you don't see that right now)

just saw the video and holy shit. imagine being the reason he has to end the show on a bad note. imagine claiming to love someone you don’t actually treat like a human being w their own boundaries. this man goes out of his way to engage w fans, and while it seemed like he was amused by what happened in new york, i feel like he’s made it more than clear that he’s done having his fucking clothing torn to shreds and attempted to be ripped off of him. this is not how anyone would treat another celebrity. ik i’m preaching to the choir here but good GOD dude, whoever did that pls sit urself down and get ur shit together

ok maybe i’m just reading too much into this, but like even instrumentally too much sauce has a lot of metaphors going on. pretty much the only things that remain consistent are the bass and drums, the backbone of the song. i can’t help but draw a parallel to the “simple boy” he started out as and probably still feels connected to in some ways. no matter how much things have changed for him in the last 15 years, that doesn’t change who he was and how he grew up. as the song goes on, the guitar sounds are all over the place. going from simple strumming and what almost sounds like a ukulele to more distorted yet groovy riffs that sort of poke their heads out for a couple seconds at the start, and then that reverby almost surf rock sound closer to the end that remains more consistent. to me that feels like the way he’s gone through different phases musically, starting off with maybe what some would consider more basic, and gradually sounding more and more unique as the song goes on in a way that’s sort of hard to pin down. and at the end, things feel both groovy but also sort of melancholic, with some effects that on their own would lowkey sound a bit haunting even during the otherwise more upbeat chorus. and i can’t help but feel like that’s symbolic of the polarities he has to embody at all once. there’s his public image and then there’s his private life, whatever that looks like, but nobody is without some sort of struggle. and with love on tour being such an iconic and distinct era, the end of it can only bring change, probably in both positive and negative ways. lyrically of course there’s also a lot of polarity going on too, from more moody and almost self deprecating to leaning into the “good time” vibes. and that all just feels echoed so perfectly in the choices they made musically. this song is sort of a living contradiction to itself and it’s quickly becoming one of my favourite songs by him tbh and i rly hope we get to hear more stuff like this from him on hs4

THEY PLAYED ALL MY FAVOUROTE SOMGS

ok so I’m having some Thoughts re: my activity (or lack there of) in the fandom rn

1d and the boys will always be a source of joy for me. connecting w their music and the side of myself that feels seen in this little community can be really healing and I never want to lose touch w that completely. that being said, I’m in a weird place w my relationship to sexuality and gender and I feel like I need to expose myself to less media that’s centred around cis men, and find more that allows me to see more expressions of queerness that are focused around gender expression and sapphic attraction, and also more diverse body representation. it can feel really isolating to live in a fat body where there isn’t much community in person that centres that and then to also not expose myself to the more abundant online community that not only looks more like me but is also working toward our collective liberation in that regard. so, at least for a little while, I think what I need to do is take a break from this space and curate an experience that meets me where I’m at so I can navigate this weird transitory phase I’m in a little bit easier.

tldr: to help my own journey I need to take a break here and focus on other things.

BUT !!! I will always love all of u with my whole ass heart and I will always be grateful for the community I’ve found here. I won’t be gone forever, but I expect to come back a little bit different and hopefully with a more solid internal foundation etc etc

thank u to every single one of my lovely mutuals, I love u so much. you can still message me whenever, add me on tiktok or instagram (both are @ gaybirdwizard) and I’ll still be around and maybe post little updates when it feels right.

until then take care of yourselves and do what makes you happy!!! ilysm ❤️❤️❤️

….wrote 8.6k words today

HOLY SHIT THERES A ONE DIRECTION DANCE PARTY THREE DAYS AFTER MY BDAY IN VANCOUVER I AM GOOOOOOINGGGGG

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