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NDM in Tarot Cards
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I decided I wanted to make a little series with tarot decks themed around the characters in Na Daoine Maithe/ The Good People.
Shae
For Shae, I've picked the Spirits of the Woodland Tarot by HedgePinkInk.
Featuring nature - Shae really has the energy of Spring, they live out in the woodlands, and their garden is always vibrant with all their plants.
Woodland creatures - Shae has the disney princess vibes that have them interacting with all sorts of little magical creatures, so I liked this for that reason.
Art style - the fact that you can see the the individual strokes of the art gives it a very sweet, homey character that I feel suits Shae so well.
Colour palette - I think that the dominance of green and brown tones suits Shae and their cottagecore vibes very well.
If you click the tag "NDM in tarot" you'll see my other posts in this series :)
#na daoine maithe#the good people#tarot#irish mythology#tarot cards#shae ndm#visual novel#tarot deck#oc#ndm in tarot#shae
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Shae Birthday Bash 2023 Day 2: Rest
For my second day of celebrating Shae this year, I put together a little PDF with a recipe for strawberry smoothies, in honor of them:
PDF link here: (here)
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Flannán: We need to distract these guys.
Robin: Leave it to me.
Robin: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss.
Aífe, Keagan, and Shae: *Immediately begin arguing*
Maeve, watching in horror: Oh, this. I don’t like this. I don't like this at all.
#incorrect ndm quotes#ndm#robin goodfellow#shae fearglas#flannan mac lugh#keagan maistiruin#maeve troiduair#aife ealabhan
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ROs' names in ogham
Ogham is the first writing system in Ireland, first used in to write Primitive Irish. It is usually seen carved into ancient standing stones found around the country.
So anyway I thought it would be appropriate to write the Na Daoine Maithe characters' names in it. Ogham is read from bottom to top, and due to Tumblr tomfoolery, you may have to click the image to see the name in full.
Not everything transliterates literally however. There are no fadas in ogham, so Aífe and Flannán lost fada privileges. Keagan is technically written as "Ceagan" due to the lack of the letter "k". There also is no letter "v" in Irish so I wrote Meave's name in my personal favourite way, "Meabhdh".
Bonus! Tadhg (my MC)
#na daoine maithe#ndm#the good people#ndm keagan#ndm robin#ndm aife#ndm maeve#ndm flannan#ndm shae#I never want to draw a straight line again#Also I know it looks terrible#but my handwritten ones look worse#I dont know where you would use these but I just made them because I think ogham is neat#please dont take this too seriously I am not an expert#Im just coping from the internet#there is serious debate from serious people about what each character repersents
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@unseelie-grimalkin dragged me into another fae story hyperfixation, so here some doodles
Don’t mind the very messy MC concept, my body’s pretty drained but my brain was in Creative Restlessness mode, so we had to compromise.
#today I’ll force my brain to take it easy though. I know we need it#Mika MacMurphy#Eireannach#Robin Goodfellow#Flannan Mac Lugh#Shae Fearglas#ndm robin#ndm flannan#ndm shae#Na Daoine Maithe#The Good People#ndm fanart#ndm#sketches#Sal Draws
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Local couple keeps waking to neck + back pains bc they keep cuddling on the couch & falling asleep
#na daoine maithe#ndm#ndm fanart#shae féarglas#shae the bae#cuddle on the bed YOU IDIOTS#sadly pillows will Not save either of them#mimi's originals#art by the mims#Shine Mishae!#mine the changeling#also i made that 2nd pic TOO SOFTE#i was literally going 😳😳😳 the entire time KJASHDKAJSDHAKS#my god...these nerds....theyre so in love.....🥺🥺🥺#Shae: *doesnt have a smiling sprite yet* Me: *draws Shae smiling every single art piece I do*#also i drew their hair a lil messier#bc sleepy Shae gets to have bedhead#As a treat
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NDM characters as wrong answers on a test
Shae
Keagan
Aífe
Flannán
Maeve
Robin
bonus: MC
#na daoine maithe#the good people#moirai myths#ndm#flannan#shae#keagan#aife#maeve#robin#moiraimyths#ndm flannan#ndm shae#ndm robin#ndm aife#ndm maeve#ndm keagan
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Howdy, fateful friends! Are you an artist or illustrator with an interest in visual novels?
If so: Moirai Myths, creators of the visual novel The Good People (Na Daoine Maithe), are in need of guest artists! More specifically, we're looking for up to two artists to help us with the content graphics ("CGs") for Maeve and Shae's upcoming routes. All of the details will be listed on our application form (linked below), but here is the gist:
This is paid work with 20-30 business day deadlines per piece!
Complicated revisions in the post-sketch phase are compensated!
You will be prioritized for future guest artist opportunities!
You will be featured/credited on Moirai Myths' website and in the game itself!
Sound interesting? If so, apply here:
Click under the cut for some F&Q 👇
Who are you? (I'm new here!)
Hi! We're Moirai Myths: a small, newish visual novel company based out of Canada. We're making a game inspired by mostly Irish mythology, which was funded on Kickstarter in 2023! Our game's got fairy politics, a diverse cast, a Gaeilge-to-English translation tool, and routes that can be played either romantically or platonically! Also horses. An ungodly amount of horses, really.
If that odd pitch sounded intriguing, perhaps you'd like to play our demo! It's free on Steam & Itch.io.
Why are you looking for guest artists?
When we originally launched our Kickstarter, the plan was to have our three in-house artists collaborate on the CGs in the same way our header image was. However, we quickly realized that adding CGs, even if they're done collaboratively, onto the existing duties of our artists was a tall order. Add to that the departure of our original sprite artist (who has since been replaced by our graphic designer), and we determined that having our in-house team work on CGs was simply not possible if we still wanted our first release to happen in 2024. So, rather than omitting CGs or adding them in at a later time, we came up with the idea of hiring guest artists. Overall this means our CGs will be a bit more varied in terms of art style, but we like to think of this as a positive! NDM's development will take a number of years to complete in full, so we hope our CGs will allow us to feature a lot of artists either within the VN/indie dev community already, or artists who aspire to work in gaming and are looking for entry positions.
How long will applications remain open for?
This application will be open until Sunday, March 24 at midnight (EST)! If we intend to extend past that deadline, we'll make an announcement about it.
I can't apply right now. Will you look for more CG guest artists in the future?
Definitely! As mentioned, NDM will take a while to develop in full, so this is by no means your only opportunity to apply. That being said, we suspect we're going to end up shortlisting a number of artists over the course of this application period, and we intend to keep a list of all the runners-up. So, even if you won't be able to participate this time, it might be a good idea to apply anyway just to remain in our contacts! Either way, this will not be the last time we have apps.
Will you be looking for guest artists outside of CGs?
Maybe! We already have two guest artists (Nefukurou and Madi Funk) working on sprites and CGs respectively, so it's always possible that we'll have other artistic needs later down the line. Likewise, we may also reach out to past guest artists for future work with us, whether it's on this game or something else!
You say we need to sign an NDA. What does that entail?
The non-disclosure agreement essentially means you will be legally unable to publicly disclose any confidential information you become privy to as a result of working with us. This would include personal information about the developers, as well as spoilers from the game itself. In addition do this, you will be expected to sign over the IP and copyright of any artworks you produce for us.
Can I still use my artworks in portfolios, even if I don't own the copyright?
Yes! We'd only ask, if your portfolio is a website, that you wait to do so until after your art has been made public by us, either on our social media or via the publication of the game. Our first release is anticipated to happen later this year, most likely mid-autumn.
How do you guys feel about AI? Do you intend to use it, or would you ever train an AI off of the artworks whose copyright you own?
No.
Making a game is expensive and time-consuming, but AI is no replacement for human artistry. We fundamentally believe that any advancements in AI should be used for the purpose of giving people more time to make art, not take away opportunities for it. Moirai Myths will never, ever use AI or train an AI off your work.
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If you've got any more questions for us that we didn't think to include here, feel free to send us an ask!
#the good people#na daoine maithe#ndm#visual novel#interactive fiction#otome#english otome#amare#amare game#visual story#visual storytelling#romance game#otome romance#romance visual novel#dating game#dating sim#moirai myths
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Wahoo! Something that I’ve been working on with these super talented folks. I had so much fun drawing these guys! Check ‘em outtt!!!
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Aesthetic for Shae, made with the Landing app :)
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Shae Birthday Gift 2023: Líadain
Has stolen some tree saplings from a druid temple on the Unseelie side, haphazardly growing them in different places in both sides. Shae receives one as part of this: it is a magically enchanted field maple sapling. If they grow it and grow it well, they’ll be able to grow and make their own maple sugar.
#líadain blight#shaebirthdaybash2023#shae féarglas#na daoine maithe vn#the good people vn#shae ndm#ndm shae
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Aífe: There is no future, there is no past, do you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every facet.
MC:
Shae:
Keagan:
Everyone Else At Aífe’s Surprise Birthday Party:
MC: All I asked was if you wanted to cut your birthday cake first.
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Day 2: Comfort
Shae and crafts
Id below the cut
Featuring some of my finished projects, some Wips, and some freshly picked fruit.
I am currently working on a Howls Moving Castle inspired cardigan (middle right) and I will incorporate the Shae's brooch and belt (top left) into one of the sleeves
[Image ID: Nine images in a three by three grid. The first image in the first row is a pink swan sewn into a light pink knitted square and a brown line running from the bottom of the square to the left. In the second image is an unfinished bald knitted doll with a blue and white body with no limbs. Two knitting needles sit beside the doll halfway through a row of a blue rectangle, connected to a ball of wool, and a white ball beside both of them. The third image is of a box containing sequins, a tin full of knitting needles, a pouch containing crochet hooks and two pink, a blue, and a green ball of wool.
The first image in the second row shows cross stitch piece of a fox. The second image is of Shae from Na Daoine Maithe, a dark skinned person with wavy green hair, long ears and a scar on their chin on a green background. A ball of wool, a flower, and a heart are drawn onto the background. The third image is of a three panels of a patchwork cardigan. the front two are pink and purple checker, and the large back one is blue and purple checker.
The first image in the third row is of a slice of cake with some raspberries, blackcurrants, gooseberries, spearmint leaves, and lavender flowers. the second image is a piece of pink crochet where the yarn coming out of the rectangle forms a heart before returning to the ball of wool. The third image contains a black heart shaped cushion with yellow flower embroidered on. It also contains a rainbow bag with table top dice spilling out, and three smiling crocheted peas in a pod. End of ID]
#na daoine maithe#ndm shae#shaeweekend2022#knitting#crochet#cross stitch#cw food#baking#Does it really look like a swan? no#but its a thousand times better than any of my other attempts at embroidery#also sneaky picture of the jacket to everyone who has been listening to me ranting about it for like 3 months#Also I am yet again using word to isolate the sprite from the background#but this time i used paint to draw on it so im going up in the world#if you can see a reflection o my frizzy hair no you cant
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HC idea: first kiss with the ROs 👀 (I need Maeve kisses STAT)
Thanks for sending this anon I love u 🥺
First Kisses 💕✨
Shae
You visit one day, and catch them outside their outpost, picking juicy, tart blackberries off a bush.
you sneak up behind them, but they seem preoccupied, jumping and scraping their hand against some of the thorns on the vine.
guiltily, full of apologies and despite their protests, you pull their hand over to look at it, noticing that there’s a bit of blood welling up
maybe I don’t have healing magics, you say, but a bit of love always helps to chase the pain away.
Shae gives a chuckle.
I’m serious! Me mam always used to kiss my scrapes better - who knows, maybe she had a little magic in ‘er too, cause I found it to help with the sting.
Shae blushes, looking away from your gaze. Well... d’ya think it still works the same here...?
A small smile plays at the corners of your mouth. Only one way to find out, don’t ya think? you lean down and give the scrape a kiss, smiling up at them. Well? Does it feel better?
Their expression goes from surprised, to bashful, to... a smile.
Aye, they say. Much better.
Keagan
You were heading to Galway, not Germany - you didn’t pack your wardrobe. You didn’t even pack a change of clothes. It was only meant to be one night-!
The master of secrets is a very perceptive man, but it does not take his skill to notice that you stick out like a sore thumb in this strange world of decadence and beauty.
Come with me, he had said. His tone was authoritative enough that it only occurs to you when he’s ushering you through a doorway that he hadn’t told you why, or where.
That second question is answered easily enough though, when you see the fabrics and muslins and mannequins and racks and racks of sumptuous clothes. A tailor.
Perhaps he just wanted company…?
That little wisp, the glowing moth that often is seen about him, flies from just above his shoulder over your head and alights upon the gilded frame of a floor length mirror.
Your eyes skim over your reflection, and you choose instead to peer at the fabrics and textures, reaching out to run your fingers over a pretty brocade, admiring the finely woven fabric.
Pretty, isn’t it?
His voice comes from just behind your ear, startling you. A rich chuckle follows when you jump.
Ah-!! Yes, yes it’s lovely.
You tuck your hair back, and look over your shoulder at him. He’s smiling at you, catlike eyes promising nothing but trouble.
It would bring out your eyes.
Before you have a chance to respond, a tailor bustles over, ignoring you completely but all smiles for him.
Master Keagan, to what do they owe the pleasure of his patronage? Might he be seeking a new robe, they have just received a shipment of quite lovely silk?
He smiles, and then nods at you. My… friend here could benefit from your expertise.
He lays his hand over yours, his thumb sweeping across the fabric, and your heart skitters. We like this.
The tailor’s gaze turns from him to you, and turns a tad colder. But of course.
When they turn back to him, their smile is warm again. Anything for him, master Keagan.
You are focused on the gentle touch of his hand on yours and the sound of your heartbeat in your ears, so you simply follow when you are led to a smaller, more cosy room off the main chamber.
The tailor gets in close, using a soft measuring tape and scribbling down your measurements, under Keagan’s watchful eye. He’s not looking in the mirror, and your back is turned, so really it can’t hurt for you to take him in, the strong line of his nose, the part of his lips, the curl of his hair and bright gold of his eyes.
His eyes, which, as the tailor fades into the background, flick up to meet yours, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth when he catches you staring, and you redden. You don’t look away.
He steps up behind you, placing his hands on your shoulders, his thumbs brushing at your neck.
I cannot deny, I am eager to see you in garments befitting you.
You blink. I… I cannot afford this- I don’t have- do they even accept pounds here? And even they do, you do not have any to spare for frivolous luxuries.
Nonsense. You are my guest. Consider it my treat.
You can feel his breath against your neck, the warmth of his hands seem to burn through the rough linen at your shoulders, and it scatters your thoughts
Ah- but- however could I thank you-
His voice is almost a purr as he leans in closer, his eyes in the mirror taking in your flushed face, your tongue darting out to lick your lips.
Consider it a treat for myself, too. His lips press to your neck, and you shiver, leaning back against him. I like to take care of what’s mine, after all.
He presses another kiss to your neck, open mouthed and warm, and you swallow hard. Keagan-
At that moment, the tailor re-enters, a scowl overtaking their face when they see him up against you.
He straightens, and turns to talk to them, about fabrics and cuts and silhouettes, but his thumb, gently rubbing circles at your neck, tells you that he’s not done with you yet.
Aífe
You know they whisper about you. You’re common, you never seem to say the right thing, you are dazzled by the stark opulence of the seelie palace, and you feel out of place, even though the queen outfits you in gorgeous clothing, finer than you’ve ever worn.
You feel out of place, and you stick out like a sore thumb amongst these aristocrats and nobles. And they look down upon you for it, too.
Really, why should you worry? Why should you care what these people think of you? You shouldn’t care.
But still, it stings when you pick up the wrong fork, only realising it’s wrong when a titter runs through those sitting by you. When a servant delicately leans in over your shoulder to correct you. It’s kind of them, but nonetheless embarrassing. You know how these people think of you.
But… you look over, to the head of the table. Aífe is laughing, her eyes sparkling, her lips shining, her hair bouncing at her shoulders.
It’s rude to stare, but you do it anyway. You can’t help but feel entranced.
She catches you staring, and blows you a kiss. It catches you off guard, and it takes you a few moment to realise that she’s beckoning you over.
You scramble out of your chair, and perhaps you’d care about how undignified you look if it weren’t for the warmth in her eyes as she waits for you.
Darling! She reaches up and squishes your cheeks with her hands.
You beam back at her, feeling your cheeks grow warm under her palms. Hello, your majesty. I hope you’ve been enjoying the feast.
I hope that you have too, darling~
Something in the way she says it tips you off that perhaps she had noticed your hunched shoulders and downturned gaze earlier. However, those darker thoughts have been chased away by her warm smile, her soft skin on yours, and the way that her hair curls against her cheek, making you want to reach out and touch it.
She leans in, her voice lowering so only you can hear. Darling, I hope you know not to let them get to you. Jealous minds seek to destroy that which they cannot have.
You blink, not really following. They do…? But- I don’t- what do I have that they don’t…?
Aífe laughs, and tugs you down into her lap. The nobles at the table, the noise of chatter and laughter and clinking cutlery fades into the background as you blink at her, looking into her eyes, mouth turning dry.
She leans in, murmuring into your ear. Why, you have me, of course~
I have-?
You are cut off by her lips pressing against yours, and yes, they are just as soft as you had imagined.
Maeve
It has been a little heavy, the past few days. So Maeve wanted to take you somewhere fun, to cheer you (and herself) up.
She tells you with a wink and a grin to wear something you can move in.
After dinner she whisks you away, walking down side streets and alleyways, she stops outside a door.
Pushing the doorway open, light floods into the dark streets, and the sounds of people laughing, plates and tankards clattering against each other and onto wooden tables, the thumping of footsteps and, above all else, the sounds of lively music
C’mon! Maeve’s fingers curl around your elbow and tug you inside, a wave of warmth suffusing you, a welcome change from the chilly outdoors.
She gets the both of you a drink - taking longer than it should, as people you don’t recognise chat to her and smile at her and offer her a seat at their table. But eventually she gets to the bar (drinks slide across the bar for her, on the house), and back to you
Popular, aren’tcha?
Maeve laughs. The townsfolk are good people.
You chat and laugh together for a while, watching the dancing- until you feel Maeve touch your hand.
Wanna dance?
She looks so pretty in the lights, and her fingers are soft against yours. There’s nothing you’d like more.
So you take her hand and she leads you to the dance floor, pulling you close and leading you in an energetic, boisterous dance that you’re certain you are messing up but you’re having far too much fun to care.
The band picks up, and it must be nearing the end of the song, because she throws you out and then spins you back into her arms, yours catching her around the shoulders as the piece finishes on one long note.
You’re laughing, breathless, and then breathless for another reason entirely, as you see the way she’s smiling at you and leaning closer.
Your hand curves around the back of her neck as she leans in, pressing those soft lips to yours, and you can’t help but grin.
Flannán
You’re pretty sure he’s been avoiding you. The two of you have been getting closer and closer recently, but… clearly something changed.
You weren’t sure what to do. Leave it be? Confront him?
After all, you had thought, maybe, he might feel… similarly to you?
You sit at dinner, slowly chewing your food, and watching him on his throne. He is listening to a stranger (strange to you at least - who knows how well he knows them).
The interesting part is not to whom he speaks, however. No. What interests you most is the way that his gaze slides away from them, seeking someone in the crowd.
Eventually, his gaze lands on you. His cheeks colour, noticing you’re looking right back at him. But it takes a moment or two for his gaze to return to his companion.
You continue watching him, and are rewarded when his eyes come back to meet yours, and- is that a blush upon the face of the unseelie king?
…hmm. Your mind settles.
He’s been avoiding you, but you won’t allow that for much longer.
Eventually, he gets up, leaving through a corridor leading deeper into the castle. You lay down your cutlery and hurry to follow.
You follow him to quieter halls. Flannán, you call.
He stops, his broad shoulders tensing, and does not turn. …I have matters to attend to.
You’ve had rather a lot of matters to attend to recently, you reply, stepping up beside him, brushing past him to get a look at his face. You’ve been avoiding me.
He goes to deny it, but then hesitates, looking away from you, and remaining silent instead.
I was rather concerned that… I might have misjudged our last interaction. I might have asked earlier, but you’ve been making that rather difficult for me. Do I owe you an apology…?
A line appears between his eyebrows, as they furrow together. An apology? For what?
Well… You consider him, consider your words. Whether you should just say it, or continue to dance around him. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to be coy, but. You are not the most patient sort. At least when it comes to the unseelie king. And, after all, not using your words was what got him to avoid you in the first place.
It seems that I misjudged your feelings. I did not intend to make you uncomfortable with me.
Misjudged… my feelings? He looks rather taken aback. Hm. Have you mistaken him once again?
Perhaps it’s worth one more try… Cards on the table, this time. Just in case.
You reach up, your fingertips gently brushing his cheek. Flannán, the last time I was able to get you alone, I attempted to kiss you. I assumed that, since you have avoided me in the days since, my advances are unwelcome.
You pause, assessing him. Pulling your hand back, slightly. My intention was never to make you feel uncomfortable with m-
They are not unwelcome.
There’s that pretty blush once again. He doesn’t meet your gaze, but his hand comes up and brings your hand back in contact with his cheek.
Well. There’s your answer. You smile, and stroke your thumb beside the corner of his mouth, your fingers curl around the edge of his jaw, admiring as his blush darkens.
In that case, your majesty, I would be most obliged if you allowed me to finish what I started, before we were so rudely interrupted.
It’s only because you are so close that you are able to notice the corners of his lips tilting up. When he leans down, you smile and press your lips to his.
Finally.
Robin
I’m booooooooooored!
Robin is laying sprawled across the table, their head hanging off the edge closest to you, and giving you their best upside-down puppydog eyes.
You raise an eyebrow. What’cha want me to do about it huh?
Hmm... There’s a flash and they’re gone- and the fingers poking into your ribs tells you that they’re behind you. Let’s play a game!
What kinda game?
A fun one!
You take a moment to think, but then inspiration strikes. Or maybe it was just the feeling of Robin’s head appearing in your lap.
C’mon! Tell me some human game or somethin’!
...Ah. You know the perfect one. Have you ever heard of truth or dare?
Their eyes sparkle. Totally! (An obvious lie, but it’s not as if the rules require explanation.)
All right then. Truth or dare?
DARE! Obviously. Heh.
...you look around for inspiration. I... dare you... to... smear mashed potatoes on your face!
In hindsight, you have no idea why you thought Robin would even hesitate. They’d probably have done it just for fun.
My turn! I dare you to... eat the mashed potatoes! They point to their gooey, mashy cheek, and wink at you.
You roll your eyes, feeling your cheeks get a bit warm. But you can’t exactly say no to the dare now can you? You lean in, and lick their cheek. Mmm, mashy~
Robin licks you back. It makes you giggle, but then you fall silent, caught by the way the light catches the little flecks of colour in their bright amber eyes. You’re much quieter this time, when you ask again. Truth or dare?
Dare! Obviously!
You smile at them and their mashy face, and decide to be brave.
...Kiss me?
They do.
(You may also find them smearing mashed potatoes on your face, to be even, but you think it’s worth it.)
#my writing#oc#na daoine maithe#IM SORRY ANON I WROTE THREE OF THESE AND THEN FORGOT TO FINISH#these were absolutely not written in order#surprisingly Keagan’s was the hardest for me to come up with despite my being a gigantic fucking simp#ask#Keagan NDM#Shae NDM#Aife NDM#Maeve NDM#flannan ndm#Robin NDM#keagan#flannan#shae#robin#aife#maeve#words hard!!#the good people#long post#hc#this took me 2 weeks lol#mc x aife#mc x shae#mc x keagan#mc x flannan#mc x maeve#mc x Robin
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