#lappel | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

nsewell · 4 months

Note

17, 20, 31, 32, & 58 for nate and gen pleaaaase <33

otp asks.

17. who's more likely to pull the other in by the waist and kiss them passionately?

so nate is very much the instigator at the begining of their relationship for most everything but espescially the physical aspects, gen is just. very slow moving with initiating that kind of stuff until they reach a certain point, i think it even surprises her that it's something she wants to do and has to get comfortable with, she can be touch averse. however the dynamic shifts once gen feels more settled and then she's definetely the one more likely to drag him down by the lappels at unexpected moments and lay one on him

20. choose one song that perfectly describes their relationship?

i'll cheat and pick 2 because i think their relationship has different flavors to it, the swept up passion and the undercurrent of tension from all the secrets

the louvre by lorde

well, summer slipped us underneath her tongue / our days and nights are perfumed with obsession / half of my wardrobe is on your bedroom floor / use our eyes, throw our hands overboard

good looking by suki waterhouse

the skyline falls as i try to make sense of it all / i thought i'd learned all of your secrets but turns out there's more / you adored me before / oh, my good looking boy

30. your otp gets to pick out each other's outfits: what is each wearing?

ooh i'll do date night fits as the context is actually something i see happening in my canon for them, they both get off a little on this ^^. nate would love to dress her in something that belongs to him, probably that he's owned for a long time, like a blazer or his leather jacket that would be oversized on her, layered on top of a black dress bc he knows it's her favorite color to wear. and then he'd adorn her with jewelry he bought for her, silver of course, she's a winter color season. she would take him out his layering and put him in a button down with the top few buttons undone and the sleeves rolled up. in his little chinos with a belt on and his hair down and loose it's so over for her she thinks he looks his best when he's dressed like a whorish college professor

32. who's the better storyteller?

nate can weave a better tale just because gen tends to get caught up in minor details and specifics, just gets too pragmatic. as a child she was always interrupting bedtime stories with endless why's and how come's that would drive her nanny up the wall

58. who's more likely to hold a grudge after an argument?

gennnn absolutely gen the instance where nate tries to prevent her from defending herself did not go over well in book 3, in the aftermath she chose pointedly not to sit by him lol. she will withhold affection, she can be petty and unhealthy about things! she does not have a good frame of reference for healthy relationships so communication can be a bit of an impasse with her. she's growing be patient with her nate.

#oc: jocelyn #nate x jocelyn #i changed her name but we're still calling her gen on here #ty aeris i love talking about them sm <3

11 notes · View notes

cleolinda · 1 year

Text

Varney the Vampire: Chapter 5

Chapter 4: The Vampyres of Norway can be revived by moonlight.

Chapter 5: Originally posted on Livejournal, December 8, 2010 in the same entry as chapter 4. Revised and expanded. Content: Abstract discussion of suicide and death in childbirth as folklore, no specifics.

Previously on:

"With regard to these vampyres, it is believed by those who are inclined to give credence to so dreadful a superstition, that they always endeavour to make their feast of blood, for the revival of their bodily powers, on some evening immediately preceding a full moon, because if any accident befall them, such as being shot, or otherwise killed or wounded, they can recover by lying down somewhere where the full moon's rays will fall on them."

Moon Insurance. *nods*

CHAPTER V.

THE NIGHT WATCH. -- THE PROPOSAL. -- THE MOONLIGHT. -- THE FEARFUL ADVENTURE.

So, upon realizing that the vampyre he doesn't believe in might not be dead after all, Henry kind of goes Blue Screen of Death for a few minutes, which is how his brother George finds him. George is bearing a letter (To you! Oh really? Yes really! That's interesting. Yes, quite, you should read it! Should I? Indeed!), which is finally the Offer of Help from Sir Francis Varney that we were promised two chapters ago.

"Sir Francis Varney presents his compliments to Mr. Beaumont, and is much concerned to hear that some domestic affliction has fallen upon him. Sir Francis hopes that the genuine and loving sympathy of a neighbour will not be regarded as an intrusion, and begs to proffer any assistance or counsel that may be within the compass of his means. "[Sent from] Ratford Abbey."

Henry: "Who?" George reminds him expositionally that A Gentleman of That Name has recently—

Wait, what the fuck, I just now noticed the "Beaumont" thing, twelve years after I first posted this. Who the fuck is Mr. Beaumont? Did Rymer straight-up forget the family's name is Bannerworth? Did he even read this before he sent it to the printer?

—has recently moved into Carfax Ratford Abbey; Henry wants nothing to do with him, because he feels angsty about the Bannerworths being secretly poor, due to ancestral shenaniganry. Etiquette! Acquaintances! Civility! Surely a round snub will teach that Sir Francis to go about this fine neighborhood having sympathy. Meanwhile, George's primary characteristic is somewhat sickly (mood, honestly), so he and Henry bicker a bit about what part he (George) should play in the evening's festivities. Eventually they decide that George should stay home and watch over Flora while Henry and Marchdale go a-vamphuntin'. Oh, by the way, did Marchdale mention that he actually tore a piece of the vampire's coat off last night? Because he totally did:

He produced a piece of cloth, on which was an old-fashioned piece of lace, and two buttons. Upon a close inspection, this appeared to be a portion of the lappel of a coat of ancient times, and suddenly, Henry, with a look of intense anxiety, said, -- "This reminds me of the fashion of garments very many years ago, Mr. Marchdale." "It came away in my grasp as if rotten and incapable of standing any rough usage." "What a strange unearthly smell it has!" "Now that you mention it yourself," added Mr. Marchdale, "I must confess it smells to me as if it had really come from the very grave."

Which, again, points to Varney being a vampyre of some age, not a newly-minted one. Which makes Volume Two a bit confusing. But I get ahead of myself.

"A thought has just stuck me that the piece of coat I have, which I dragged from the figure last night, wonderfully resembles in colour and appearance the style of dress of the portrait in the room which Flora lately slept in." [...] Mr. Marchdale held the piece of cloth he had close to the dress of the portrait, and one glance was sufficient to show the wonderful likeness between the two. "Good God!" said Henry, "it is the same!"

Okay. What is this telling us? That Varney = Sir Runnagate "Oh, Why Not" Bannerworth. That's what this is telling us, right? Right?

"I can tell you something which bears upon it. I do not know if you are sufficiently aware of my family history to know that this one of my ancestors, I wish I could say worthy ancestors, [died by] suicide, and was buried in his clothes."

Which is traditionally one of the ways people might become vampires—violent, sudden, and/or particularly self-harming deaths. See, for example, the upiór of Serbia, or the German nachzehrer. See also "Vampires, Burial, and Death: Folklore and Reality" for how some Eastern European folklore in particular may have developed to explain stages of decomposition, if you feel like you have the stomach for it. The bhūta of the Indian subcontinent seems to be somewhat less about self-harm and more about untimely deaths and unsettled matters. On the other hand, you see "death in childbirth" as a specific cause in Southeast Asia: the Indonesian kuntilanak, the Malay pontianak, and, separately, the Malay langsuyar. Interestingly, there are many, many vampiric figures in other cultures which were never human in the first place, such as spirits, demons, cryptids, fae, and more. Which is outside the scope of this one paragraph, but my point is, while I want to acknowledge a certain cultural diversity of vampire lore, with the "European vampire" that Rymer mentioned in the previous chapter, suicide is a specifically associated cause. He's giving us that hint. We're talking about it now. Sir Runnagate died that way. He's wearing this coat in the portrait and was buried in it. Varney is now wearing the coat. Right?

"You -- you are sure of that?" "Quite sure."

I'm holding you to this, okay. I have written it down, Tumblr has witnessed it, you are held.

BUT HARK: "The vampyre -- the vampyre! God of heaven, it has come once again!"

Wait, no, it's just Mr. Dr. Chillingworth creeping around in the laurel bushes. Dumbass.

Well, while we're out here nearly obliterating Chillingworth, we might as well take a turn around the grounds. George, you okay with that? No, wait, he needs a weapon if he's going to sit with Flora by himself. So he is going to his bedroom to get the sword that he keeps in his bedroom, because that's where you keep swords, in your bedroom, if you're the kind of person who keeps swords in his bedroom, but you're not Marchdale who keeps crowbars in his bedroom, and OH MY GOD, JUST GO, GO!

Four hundred words about ladders and the beauty of the night later, LOOK! "There is a young lime tree yonder to the right." I'm going to stop here and note—well, number one, by "lime tree" they most likely mean "linden," rather than "a tree that limes grow on." Secondly—that's what Carmilla passes each dawn on the way back to her grave, an avenue of lime trees. "Carmilla" was written nearly thirty years later (1874), so is that an allusion to this scene? In searching for "linden" and "lime tree" between 2010 and now, I have only ever seen 1) one unattested claim that linden is used for vampire stakes, 2) a VTM character (clan: Toreador), and 3) a New Orleans legend that might be fiction in the first place, I'm not sure. I don't know, it just seems wildly coincidental that lindens would turn up in two major vampire works. (I also looked up "laurel," such as Chillingworth nearly got "do[ne] some execution" in, and only found a recent game. I'm sorry, I'm autistic and detail-fixated and we're just all going to have to deal with that.)

(I would also like to mention that googling back in 2010 turned up an article titled, "Use of Mist Nets and Strychnine for Vampire Control in Trinidad." You gotta nip this kind of thing in the bud, or you're going to end up with a nasty vampire infestation. Vampire control is a serious problem that affects us all. I know a lot of people like to get their kids vampires for the holidays, but they get tired of them so fast, you know? "Daddy, the vampire is boring, he just sleeps all day, I want a werewolf." So many vampires end up abandoned in shelters, the kind you see in those sad commercials with the Sarah McLachlan songs and the big sad eyes and the captions that say, "Am I going to get staked today?," or just dumped out on the streets. And then you've just got an out-of-control feral vampire population and nobody wants that. Please, be responsible with your vampires.)

Meanwhile, under that lime tree is the vampyre, THE VAMPYRE!!, the body of which begins to tremble back to vitality in the [fifteen synonyms for radiant] moonlight:

As the moonbeams, in consequence of the luminary rising higher and higher in the heavens, came to touch this figure that lay extended on the rising ground, a perceptible movement took place in it. The limbs appeared to tremble, and although it did not rise up, the whole body gave signs of vitality.

"Look! We did kill it last night! The moonlight is reviving it!" BANG! "I've killed it again!' "DUMBASS, IT'S JUST GETTING UP AGAIN." BANG! In my head, this keeps going for a good five minutes. BANG! Mr. Dr. Chillingworth gets fed up with this, however, and decides to charge the lime tree with his cane/sword, but the vampyre flees into the dark, scary forest, where even sword-canes fear to swagger.

But it's not like Chillingworth actually thinks it's really a vampyre or anything.

"No, indeed; if you were to shut me up in a room full of vampyres, I would tell them all to their teeth that I defied them. [...] True; I saw a man lying down, and then I saw a man get up; he seemed then to be shot, but whether he was or not he only knows; and then I saw him walk off in a desperate hurry. Beyond that, I saw nothing."

I hope he's the first to get eaten.

Henry, meanwhile, is reaching a state of "mental prostration," "so much intense excitement, and evidence of mental suffering":

"Is [my impression] at all within the compass of the wildest belief that what we have seen is a vampyre, and no other than my ancestor who, a hundred years ago, [died by] suicide?"

Which, fair, it's kinda fucked up YOU SAID IT! YOU SAID IT!! YOU CAN'T ACT LIKE YOU DIDN'T SAY IT NOW!

Marchdale, however, finally comes up with the bright idea that, if it really is a Bannerworth ancestor and they know which one it is, why don't we just find the grave and dig it up? Now, now, sir, how are we supposed to drag this out for 230 chapters if you go having ideas and such?

(Chapter 6 will go up on Tuesday, March 28.)

#varney the vampire #vampires #vampire bats #suicide cw #death cw #long posts #vampire studies

58 notes · View notes

ddreamteamies · 2 months

Note

it was lappel du vide right? i have it downloaded but im not sure how to share it 😭

yes!!!! it’s been located :D

here it is: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1WYXFANMPp_YNC4o1w0kwXJetoEW2fb5W/view?usp=sharing

#ask me things #anon

4 notes · View notes

realhistoricalpatterns · 1 year

Text

Pattern for the Front of a Dress with Lappels, Lady's Magazine December 1813

#dress #regency #1810s

20 notes · View notes

fullmetalneverland · 5 months

Text

"Everyone’s too apathetic.

And maybe it’s because he’s older now, but he can almost understand why.

He doesn’t want to understand."

-Xov, L'appel du Vide

#quote #book #book quotes #ao3 #xov #lappel du vide #fanfiction #fanfic #fanfics i cant stop thinking about #p5 #persona 5 #akira kusuru #goro akechi

2 notes · View notes

funshinebf · 11 months

Text

"never had a hamilton phase" pin on my lappel. on the other lappel another one unfortunately says "had a homestuck phase though"

#my post

9 notes · View notes

tazzy-the-eighth · 7 months

Text

Misery High:

MEET THE ROSTER

Time for uniforms.

MAIN CHARACTERS

Blue Horns | Two Shoes | Heloise | J. Heinous

ALTS

[Basketball, Cheer and Secondary attire].

Facts: All Welcoming Comittee staff (a.k.a Heloise and Jean) get vests. All students involved in clubs, whether it be sports or other, wear their striped grade color, despite being apart of the same team. Jimmy as head cheerleader is the only member on the squad to wear white. Beezy is as always, the most poorly dressed there. Despite the status. Perhaps there is a reason though, no one wishes to hear it. At the very least he's wearing clothes now.

The uniform, as is everything in Miseryville, is by Heionous' design. A grey lappel and black pant with a touch of flare to keep everything sorted. As referenced by yours truly (i.e. Lucuis).

The rest is just secondary attire.

#Misery High #Misery High AU #Jimmy Two Shoes #Alternate Universe #AU #Highschool AU #Character Sheets #ilustration #Art #original art #cartoons #2000s cartoons #fanwork #Uniforms

3 notes · View notes

dnf-fic-recs · 1 year

Note

yo can you or your followers recommend any dnf fics that have similar themes and/or plot as the fic “lappel du vide”? ty :)

l'appel du vide by NotWarriors, spleenHQ

Dream doesn't want anything to do with his kingdom. He wants to go out and explore the forests and learn more about the areas. He knows there's more to life than sitting on a throne all the time. There's got to be other things out there. Magic, maybe. There's so much to learn about the surrounding areas. But his mother has other plans- arranged marriage.

Or, Dream runs away from his life as crown prince and meets a magical boy in the forest.

kinda a hard one so we had to be more vague! here are a few royalty/medieval related fics.

The King and His Knight series by Not4typicalwriter

Connected/unconnected one-shots about a Royalty-AU.

Each story can be read on its own.

Born to the Purple by yungluv

"Marriage between royals, Dream," she starts, wrinkles enunciated, "Is the birth of new monarchs."

Dream's stomach curls, his fingers mimicking as skin is pulled taut over his knuckles, fire-tainted veins exposed.

"You and George are soon to be the new royal family."

Or, an arranged marriage between polar opposite personalities leaves little room for the freedom that Dream so desperately longs for. Until it doesn't.

midnight promises wrapped in silk by valencrts

"But I am mad when I am with you," George cried. "I think nothing but you. You make me this way."

Dream's heart clenched uncomfortably. "I am the cause of your distress?"

"No— fuck. You make me mad because I adore you so. You make me crazed; I have fantasies of us frolicking in the fields, running away from this region, picking up a new life somewhere where we can be free." George's eyes swam with even more tears before and his hands jerked forward to rest themselves on Dream's shoulders for stability. He gripped them; once, twice. "I want to be with you so bad, my love. But if I am forever bound to my responsibilities no doubt I will be forced from you and wedded to a wealthy suitor."

—prince george is soon to be crowned king of the region, but he is having trouble sleeping the night before. his lover and personal guard steps in.

A Prince A Knight & Their Squires by Icechild - Ongoing

Three squires should never be trusted anywhere alone. Let alone when there was a knights competition closing in and one of them had something to prove. And especially not when their leading knight is exhausted and sees far too much of himself and his friends in his squires. Even more when the other kingdoms arrive and with them threats to the crowned prince that Dream's sworn his very life to. Where their knight goes his squires follow. And Dream? He's trying his best.

throne of gold by effervescentwolf

“My bed is cold,” he adds, unable to stop himself, and Dream glances at it.

“Shall I warm it for you?” he asks, like it’s normal, even as George’s face heats, even as George feels guilty and embarrassed but more than that wants so badly to say yes.

“Your shift has ended,” George notes quietly.

“Do you want me to warm your bed for you, Your Majesty?” Dream repeats, and George is just a man.

“George,” he says, hushed. They stare at each other. “Call me George.”

#dnf fic recs #dnf #dreamnotfound #dreamnotfound fic rec #angst fics #getting together fics #fluff fics #sfw fics #medieval fics #fantasy fics #ongoing fics

12 notes · View notes

madmarchhare · 2 years

Text

Character description for DnD character, he's called Enwyun 'Bad Lot' Lott:

For the character I told the backstory for in this post: https://at.tumblr.com/madmarchhare/for-the-warlock-charecter-idea-i-had/j4x62eriyhpc

A thin elf man, stood at 6'3", with slightly slumped narrow shoulders. He wears a thigh length overcoat made from a thick cotton/wool material that is a tannish white colour with geometric patterns all over it in a coffee brown shade, with a lappeled collar, over a straight collared white shirt. Stained where he has thumbed the collar of the shirt, and on the cuffs of his shirt.

He wears a red cross pendant with a skull on top, looped around his neck by a red ribbon. He wear a sash from his left shoulder to his right hip covered with medicine bottles, needles and homemade salves. On his head is a black wide brimmed hat [Think plague doctor] with black and white triangle patterns embroidered on the underside of the brim. Silver vessels hand from thread from the brim of the hat, filled with burning incense. The top part[bit the head sits in] is wrapped in a red ribbon and has the same emblem as his pendant pinned on it as well as Rosmary like beads tacked like bunting on it.

He wears tannish white trousers with a red stripe up the outside and worn and unpolished black boots, resewn with surgeons stitching in places.

His skin is light purple, and is clean shaven, his hair gelled back and neatly combed. He is missing two teeth, one, a top canine, being replaced by an oversized golden fang he pulled from one of his goblin patients. The other, a tooth near the front of his bottom jaw, is left as a gap. He wears a pair of over arch sun glasses that cover the sides as well{Crowley from Good Omens}. He has two square earrings on his left ear, both made from etched gold.

His hands are stained and burned from various chemicals, medicines or experiments, and also wear a number of rings from various cultures, some even from 'monsters'

Btw, his name is pronouced Enn-Wun, the 'y' being silent. It sounded Elfish. His personality is interesting, but hard to explain.

@agarespicero

@pursonsoisooi

@irumaismybaby

@pemopemochimi

#dnd warlock #dnd oc #dnd character #dnd5e #dnd ocs #dnd aasimar #dnd elf #charecterdesign #character description

20 notes · View notes