28 August 2014 · 10 notes

Anonymous wHAt aRe YOu dOIng???

the-helmaroc-king1:

"Keirin, probably."

28 August 2014 · 5 notes

the-helmaroc-king1 "Have you been to the doctor lately? Cause I think you're lacking some Vitamin Me."

"Oh? Is that taken orally or anally?"

27 August 2014 · 8 notes

cutie-toes

thebeastofshadows:

thebeastofshadows:

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*The beast growled loudly at the stranger messing with his hair, lowered his head and looking directly at them. Face to face, or face to snout in this cause. He glared at them, letting out a single snort before he raised his head and spoke.* I wouldn’t do that if I was you, human. 

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"I have given them plenty of reason to be afraid of me…my name holds great weight in this land for a reason. I have killed entire armies of their soldiers… But of course…it is their fault… they shouldn’t have been so foolish as to challenge me… it seems the past doesn’t simply stay as so." He said this with a soft growl before placing his head upon his hands, letting out a single breath as he did so as his ears flattened against his head.

"Trying to attack you, army or not, definitely isn’t the brightest idea." Considering the beast they attacked was still alive and they weren’t, she had to concede the point.

More of the mane came into her reach as he laid down. As Keirin combed the hair with fingers; she came across one of those hard to places that everyone, in any shape or form, really enjoys to be scratched. So she didn’t hesitate to give the big monster a good scritch there. 
"Eh? Excuse me, but I don’t think I understand. What did you mean by ‘the past’?"

27 August 2014 · 3 notes

cutie-toes

delicious-poison-pie:

((Your muse just found a journal entry written by my muse about you. Send me “★” for what they wrote))

Keirin stumbles upon Hortensia’s journal. There’s an entry about Keirin that reads (skipping all of the general journal stuff and getting to the details): 

"It’s nice to have my friend here all the time but I wonder if she ever misses her home realm? I know she’s fine with moving on to different places, but it must be so hard to cope with even if it has been so long… 

Our Lord goes on expeditions for long periods at a time, it must get lonely… They’ve grown so close so it’s understandable; I wonder if they’ll grow closer in time? What am I saying? The answer is obvious and I shouldn’t meddle!”

((Hortensia is way too insightful for comfort sometimes))

27 August 2014 · 144 notes

Yer Kelpie’s Cute

honey-and-tonics:

Nit glanced out the window. “Oh those are whales, Marm. They look like sperm whales too.” The girl smiled and was about to start talking more but the old woman gave her a hard look. “..Sorry.”

Mister Each walked into the room just then, with a briefcase in his hands. “Ahh, Morsel~ You look ravishing. Marriage papers, wilden-law.” The last was spoken to the bos in his hands and it cracked open a fraction. A shadowy tendril hand shot out with a sheaf of paper in it’s fingers. The horseman took the papers and walked closer.

"Murienn look at these, you’ll need to sign them later." He said.

Murienn rolled the word “whale” through her mind. She was trying to remember, so she could learn what they taste like later. She didn’t pay attention to the other women’s antics.

Mister Each’s request brought her back.  She carefully took the papers and looked them over. Yup. They were indeed white sheets of tree pulp with black scribbles on them. Humans looked at bricks filled with these, though Murienn could never understand why. The kelpie handed back the papers rather quickly- at least, it should have taken her much longer if she could actually read what was on the paper.

27 August 2014 · 14 notes

onyourgoat Branwen dragged her teacher home after school one day, being most insistent and not taking no for an answer. Ealfric had not been expecting her so was dressed in his habit rather than his 'out' clothes and was tangled in some ropes hanging from the roof of the barn when she arrived. "arr.. Evenin' Dommie." He said by way of greeting - dangling just above head height.

honey-and-tonics:

cutie-toes:

Ms. Lindo looked up. There was a flash of surprise, but it was soon dulled with acceptance. “You alright up there?”

"A’ll dae me best." The man said, crouching to bonce the fleeing duck. "Go on ye. Back tae yer pond."

Branwen smiled happily and picked a few not-quite-ripe strawberries. “Here, Paw. Ma.” She held them out and Ealfric took one without question, though his face was stony at her slip. Branwen didn’t notice, too interested in filling her mouth with fruit.

"Why thank you," Ms Lindo said taking one from the girl. Though she only held the still slightly white berry in her hand. The slip hadn’t gone unnoticed, including the man’s reaction. But it only made her laugh. "Don’t worry. Children say that all the time to teachers. Sometimes it’s a compliment because the teacher is very nurturing. Other times, it’s an insult because the teacher is a bossy old woman making you do things you don’t want to."
The teacher giggled again.

27 August 2014 · 11 notes

the-helmaroc-king1:

vindexnumen:

//*throws a random WIP at you and rolls out again*Muse belongs to the-helmaroc-king1.

((he’s…
moving))

the-helmaroc-king1:

vindexnumen:

//*throws a random WIP at you and rolls out again*
Muse belongs to the-helmaroc-king1.

((he’s…

moving))

27 August 2014 · 3 notes

My little ducklings are going off and doing big adult things!

I’m so proud!!

27 August 2014 · 9 notes

cutie-toes "Thalia; I am your friend and sort of adopted mother. And Lestat- Lestat is a friend of the family."

thalia-and-lestat:

thalia-and-lestat:

"A f-friend mom? I g-guess that’s good… It’s always good to have a mother you c-can be friends with…"

"Hot damn, why am I not the father?"

Lestat repeated the name, loving the taste of it in his mouth. Beautiful. He had a smile, which soon dropped. “Oh, you have a lover?” he sighed, looking utterly distraught, “A shame..”

Keirin had to hide her disbelief. It actually worked? Was saying her lord was her lover the code to shut Lestat’s romantic pursuits down?
"Yes I’m afraid so. But I’m glad you understand and respect that, yes? Yes.” She gave him a pat on the hand. “Don’t worry. There’s plenty of fish in the sea etc etc. And we can at least be friends.”

27 August 2014 · 8 notes

cutie-toes

thebeastofshadows:

thebeastofshadows:

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*The beast growled loudly at the stranger messing with his hair, lowered his head and looking directly at them. Face to face, or face to snout in this cause. He glared at them, letting out a single snort before he raised his head and spoke.* I wouldn’t do that if I was you, human. 

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The beast laid down upon the ground as the woman ran her hands through his mane. In truth, he didn’t mind it much once she got going, but he still remained alert, his tail lightly swaying to the side before it laid flat behind him, his ears standing up, swishing back towards her as she spoke to him.

He lets out a light snort before he answered her. “If a human has a sword and lets their fear control them…then there’s a chance they would stab into my hide. It is not the humans themselves that can harm me…but rather the weapons they use. Though granted it doesn’t do much when a human strikes me…the stinging pain of a blade slicing through my hide still angers me.”

After he said this he flicked his tail to the side, a soft growl rumbling in his throat as he looked forward.

 “How unfortunate,” she said sympathetically. “Humans do have a terrible habit of trying to harm things they do not understand. Especially if they think their homes or lives are in danger.”
Keirin continued stroking the large creature’s mane, slowly walking around to reach uncombed spots. “Have you given the humans any reason to be afraid of you? Other than your fearsome appearance, I mean.”