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fairy-writes · 4 months

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Would it be too much to ask for a William James Moriarty x Holmes sister reader? Like she's a travelling archaeologist/anthropologist who's a genius in the field and has found many artifacts and lost cities and can be a bit of an eccentric looney like her older brother Sherly but she's also incredibly kind to those in need and often donates her treasures to the less fortunate and even helps Sherly from time to time which is how he meets her and is impressed by her smarts and sarcastic wits. Also, a bit of a parkour junky likes to wear mens clothes tailored for her measurements and often wears her hair in loose buns or ponytails and loves riding horseback much to Mycroft's displeasure🤭

A BUSINESS PROPOSAL

Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!

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Fandom(s): Moriarty the Patriot

Pairing(s): William James Moriarty x Reader

Word Count: 3k

Genre(s)/Tag(s): Female!Reader, Holmes!Reader, Mildly sexist behavior from Mycroft? It is the 1800s after all.

Notes: So this was super fun to write!

Fun fact! I took an archaeology class for my associate’s degree in criminal justice and highly recommend taking one to anyone in college!

I actually took several anthropology classes (intro to anthro, bio anthro, and archaeology). I even considered switching my major to anthropology at some point! (I switched it to English lol)

PART TWO HERE

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Otis whinnies, and you reach forward from your place in the saddle to pat his neck.

“Easy, Otie, almost there.” You whisper to him and gently nudge him to turn down the familiar road of Baker Street. You could spot your brother’s flat from where you were at, an unfamiliar carriage parked in front. You frown briefly and then shrug. Sherlock could have whoever he liked over.

But… he did promise to take you out on the town in celebration of your latest discovery. Did he forget?

No… He wasn’t the type to forget something like that. You had been exchanging letters for weeks about your coming home.

A tall man was at the front of the carriage, tending to the horses. He had spiked black hair and a glove on one hand. He looks at you with skeptical eyes as you draw near and dismount your horse. The Cleveland Bay snorts, ruffling your hair as you smooth your hand up his snout and between his eyes. Then, you promptly tied his reins to the post outside 221B Baker Street and went up to the front door.

The door knocker was more worn than you last remembered, with the shiny brass turning a glimmering gold color from all the hands touching it. You rap the door once, twice, then a third time, and wait, stuffing your hands in your trouser pockets.

A young man opens the door, sandy blond hair combed neatly and brown eyes alight with curiosity. A grin breaks your face, and you step forward into his arms as he realizes just who is at the door.

“My dear John!” You shriek, and he chuckles, lifting you off your feet and spinning once in a circle before setting you down.

“I thought you weren’t due back for another two weeks!” He replies excitedly, and you laugh gleefully.

“We finished early! Anyhow, how’s Mary? Sherlock said you two were expecting!” You say and slap his shoulder good-naturedly. He ducks his head, a pink flush on his cheeks as he nods.

“She’s home at the mo. But yes, we’re expecting. The midwife thinks it’ll be a girl based on how she’s carrying.” He said, and before you could say any more, there was a noise at the top of the stairs.

You turn, and your grin widens even more until your cheeks hurt.

“Sherly!” You crow, and he bounds down the stairs to sweep you up in a bear hug. His boisterous laugh made your heart sing, and you buried your nose in his hair. He smelled like cigarette smoke and whiskey. He must have been on a case. He squeezes you tight and sets you down.

“I thought you were coming back in two weeks!” He exclaims, and you roll your eyes,

“So John said, I told you we finished early!” You tease, and it is then that you notice that there is someone else in the flat.

He was tall, probably around your brother’s height. He had blond hair and deep scarlet eyes that studied you with interest. He was dressed in a brown suit with a crimson tie. A lord. That much is obvious.

Sherlock notices that you notice his friend and gestures to the man at the top of the stairs.

“This is Liam! A mathematics professor at Durham University and a friend of mine who helps me on my cases.” He says proudly as “Liam” descends the stairs and approaches you.

You stick out a hand and introduce yourself. His hand is smooth like you expected, as opposed to your calloused one. You had bandages littering your fingertips from blisters from shovels and tools.

“William James Moriarty. I’ve heard stories about you.” His British lilt is proper and endearing. You feel your heart flutter and your ears burn. But you smile warmly nonetheless and give his hand a firm shake.

“As much as I’d like to say the same, Sherly has yet to tell me about you in his letters.” You direct the last sentence to your older brother in the same teasing tone as before.

Sherlock rolls his eyes and punches your shoulder lightly while William watches on in amusement.

“I got distracted!” Sherlock complains, and you break out into giggles.

“I would love to hear some stories if you’re up to it.” William cut in gently before you, and Sherlock could start bickering. You brighten. A chance to tell stories of your work and not have someone get bored? It sounded like heaven!

That was how you got to where you were at the current moment.

You were seated next to Sherlock at the Moriarty dining table, regaling them with a story of the most current dig you had been on.

“—and Egypt was absolutely smashing! It was so beautiful!” You say, waving your hands excitedly as you describe the tomb that had been uncovered. It had taken weeks to uncover everything, almost months. But oh so worth it.

“Might I ask what you did with all the artifacts you found?” William inquires, and you hum as you sip at your wine.

“Donated it all back to the locals. It’s the least I can do. Plenty of archaeologists steal their finds and bring them back to England to show in museums. I try and do the opposite.” You say and were pleased to see William nod in approval.

At least someone shared your sentiment.

You got a letter to your very old and very dusty flat a week after your return to England, summoning you to your eldest brother’s estate. You had been dusting and cleaning your furniture when the postman knocked on your door. You frown, brushing your pants on the seat of your trousers, and answer the door.

The letter was short.

Dearest sister,

I have received news of your return to Egypt. I would like to have your company at the family estate for dinner to discuss business and your adventures.

With best regards,

Mycroft Holmes

A summons to the Holmes family estate that your oldest brother had inherited after your parents retired to the country. You look at the ceiling and groan, eliciting a funny look from the postman.

This was going to be fun.

As soon as Otis realizes where you are, he tosses his head and tries to turn around. You tug the reins so he faces the right direction and nudge him into a walk down the road.

“Otie, I don’t want to do this either. But I’d rather not have Mikey send special forces after us or something.” You say to Otis, and when you reach the stables, Mycroft’s hired stable hand takes your beloved horse’s reins. “Take good care of him!” You nearly reprimand the stable hand who agrees and welcomes you back with ease.

The maids welcome you in excitedly when you rap on the massive double doors, and you are ushered upstairs into the dining room.

Mycroft was seated at the head of the table, where your father would be if he were here, and he stood to greet you. He offers a handshake, but you simply smile warmly and hug him tightly. He may have grated on your nerves, but he was still your brother. Mycroft stiffens and pats your shoulders awkwardly when you step back.

“As awkward as always, I see Mikey.” You said and took a seat at the table next to him like you did when you were kids. He clears his throat and calls for the kitchen staff to bring in the food.

It wasn’t much, considering there were only two of you. But it was as extravagant as Mycroft always demanded it to be.

“Would you like to change into dinner attire before we eat, sister dearest?” Mycroft says suddenly, just as you are about to dig into the delicious roast prepared by the staff of the household. You put your fork down and scowl.

“Don’t start with this, Mikey. You know I hate dresses.” You snap, and he raises an eyebrow but doesn’t push the issue.

At least… he doesn’t until you are done with your meal and in his study, talking about your travels to Egypt.

You down the rest of your whiskey and set the glass whiskey tumbler on the table between you two.

“More whiskey?” He offers, and you shake your head.

“I want to be able to ride home after this.” You say and hold in a yawn. The excellent food combined with the fireplace blazing with a crackling fire is lulling you to sleep.

Suddenly, Mycroft stands and walks in front of the fire, setting his own glass down on the mantle and turning to face you.

“Might we talk some business?” He inquires, and immediately, your mood sours.

So this was his end goal? Get you sleepy and drunk so you couldn’t ride home and were subject to his pleadings?

“I don’t want to hear it, Mikey.” You say and stand, holding onto the back of the wingback chair for a moment as the dizziness sets in.

He scowls,

“You are of perfect age. The season is just starting. You could still join in and find a potential suitor!” He tries, and you scrub at your face.

“I already told you I wasn’t interested in courting! I’m interested in—”

“Your work, I know. But what happens when the digs dry up and there’s nothing else for you to do? What will you do when you get too old for this?!” He snaps, and you whirl, steadying yourself with the chair as your anger flares.

“It won’t dry up! There are thousands of years of history still to be discovered! Hundreds of thousands of cities and archaeological finds!” Your voice rises to a shout, and you hear distant footsteps as maids scurry away from you and your brother’s anger.

This goes on for several minutes until Mycroft a bomb on you.

“Mother and Father have decided. If you don’t find someone to court, they will no longer fund your excavations, and you’ll be stuck here with me.”

You freeze, hands wound tightly in your hair, and argument dying on your tongue.

“B—But that would mean—” Mycroft cuts you off gently and approaches, putting his hands on your shoulders.

“You’d be stuck here until you find a husband—no more digs. No more artifacts. Not until you do as they and I ask.” Tears well up in your eyes, and you shrug off his hands violently and flee.

Your boots pound against the hardwood floors, and you run outside where it has started pouring rain. Instantly, your clothes are soaked as you make it to the stables, dress Otis in his saddle and bridle, and swiftly mount his back. He tears out of the stables at a thundering gallop, and the stable hand barely dives out of the way to save himself from being trampled.

Otis’s hooves dash against the cobblestone roads. You cling to his reins and hunch over his back as tears stream down your face and sobs wrack your body.

Stupid, stupid, stupid!

Taking away your funding?

No one wanted to fund a woman on an archaeological dig!

Much less one as young as yourself!

You were screwed! Doomed to live as a housewife because that was society’s and your parent’s expectations of you!

Otis eventually comes to a halt, and you dismount, collapsing onto a bench, breathing hard as rain pours down your body. Your shirt sticks to your skin, and your trousers swim in water as you sit in a puddle on the bench. But you can’t bring it in you to care.

A carriage rumbles to a stop before you, and you look up as the door opens.

“Might I interest you in some shelter?” Comes a proper and endearing accent that you recognize.

“William?” You sniffle, and he smiles, extending a hand.

“If you’ll let him, Fred will handle your horse. How about you step inside the carriage, and we’ll take you back to the Moriarty estate.” He says over the rain. A young man with a blue scarf wrapped around his head gets off the front of the carriage and approaches. You hiccup and nod, handing Otis’s reins to the young man and accepting William’s hand into the carriage. He sheds his overcoat and offers it.

It’s warm and heavy as you wrap it around your shoulders and sit down. Your boots squelch against the floor, and William knocks twice against the carriage's wall, and it starts moving once again.

The Morairty estate is even grander than you remember, looming over you as the carriage stops by the front doors. You nearly slip in your haste to get inside and are taken up the stairs to one of the many bedrooms.

“Draw a bath and get warm. I’ll have some clothes brought by. We can have a talk after you’ve collected yourself.” William says gently, and you nod, taking off his overcoat so he can have it back. He excuses himself, and you are left alone in the suite.

The bath is nice and hot, and you let out a sigh as you shed your clothes into a pile on the floor and sink into the warm water. Your tears are drying, but your emotions are still raging like a rabid dog inside you.

How could they?

Didn’t your family know archaeology was your passion? Your dream?! Of course, they did! You never shut up about it when you were but a little girl learning to play the piano! You babbled on and on about fossils and artifacts in between lessons until you were blue in the face!

It wasn’t long until you were done in the bath and dried off. As William had promised, some clothes were left on the bed. A button-down that looked like it might fit you, a pair of trousers that might be a bit too long, and a pair of undergarments. You tugged on the underwear and then the trousers, having to cuff them at the bottom so you didn’t trip. The shirt fit better than you thought so you pinned your hair out of your face and left the bedroom and down the hall. Hadn’t there been a sitting room just down the stairs?

William was inside, stoking a fire with a poker, his back to you. He stood and turned when you rapped lightly on the entryway. His lips curled in a welcoming smile, and he gestured for you to take a seat.

“Would you like some tea? I had Louis put the kettle on.” He said, and you nodded, sitting on the couch beside the fire.

“Thank you. For the clothes and… everything else.” You mumble, and he shakes his head,

“Don’t mention it. Sherlock mentioned you hated dresses.” He says and pours you a cup of tea.

It’s delicious. It warms you from the tips of your ears to the ends of your bare toes. You scuff them on the plush carpet as William sits across from you. His scarlet eyes are illuminated like glittering rubies in the oranges and yellows of the fire. They’re alive like a torch resides inside.

“Now, might I ask why you were out in the rain?” William asks as soon as you’ve settled into your spot. You bite your lip and wonder if you can trust him with your problems.

Sherlock trusted him well enough…

Perhaps…

“I got into an argument with Mycroft. He said my parents will cut off my funding for excavations if I don’t find a proper husband.” You blurt, and he hums as he takes a sip from his cup.

“I assume they’ve been funding your past archaeological escapades?” He says, and you nod.

“Correct. But that is going to change unless I get married.” You grumble, and he cocks his head to the side, setting his cup down on the tea table next to him and seemingly mulling something over.

“This may be a bit forward, but I have a proposal. A business proposal, if you will.” He starts, and you narrow your eyes. A business proposal? You set your own cup down and cross one leg over the other.

“Go on…” You say hesitantly, and he clasps his hands together as if working out a problem in his head. Sherlock did say he was a mathematics professor.

“I could marry you.” You inhale sharply and proceed to choke on your saliva. William half gets out of his chair to come to your aid when you finally get your coughing under control.

“Why?!” You demand, and he shrugs,

“I’ve done some research into you. You are spearheading the way in new archaeological techniques. You donate your finds back to the locals in need. And frankly, I find you fascinating. If we go ahead with this, you’ll have access to my brother Albert’s influence as well as the Moriarty name and fortune.” He says, and you sit back, stunned.

“I could continue my work?” You say skeptically, and he nods.

“Indeed. There’s no reason to stop you. I might ask for a lecture or two from you at Durham University. But that’s it. So…” He extends a hand for you to shake. “Have we reached an accord?”

You are speechless as possibilities run rampant through your brain. You’d be free from your parent’s influence as well as pleasing them. Though pleasing them was the last thing on your mind. Yes, you’d be married. But like William said… it was more of a business proposal…

You reach forward and shake his hand. His smile widens marginally as you speak,

“I accept your proposal.”

#william james moriarty x reader #william james moriarty x you #william james moriarty x y/n #moriarty x reader #mtp william #mtp william x reader #ynm william #ynm x reader #mtp x reader #moriarty the patriot x reader #yuukoku no moriarty x reader #fairy writes

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etoilesbienne · 1 month

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hey, you can 100% ignore this if responding brings up too much pain, but ; ; i just want to tell you i relate so fucking hard, i haven’t really seen anyone else expressing pain to the extent that i personally feel it so i started wondering if i was alone in it, but—it hurts. it hurts so fucking bad. i haven’t been able to stop crying for the days since it happened, and there’s just a constant pain in my chest. it’s just real, genuine grief. it feels like losing people that you loved, getting furious on their behalf because of how they were treated. i didn’t think i would have to say goodbye, both to people who made me so happy and to one of the biggest reasons that i watched qsmp. maybe another reason it’s different because we talked to them often in pomme and dapper time, that it feels so much like losing people you cared about, but losing ramón hurts like hell too. i don’t know, i haven’t had this kind of grief and crying in a long time. i thought maybe that level of emotion was parasocial and “weird”, but knowing i’m not alone eases that thought a bit, i guess. people who primarily watch other pov’s telling us it’s okay to take a break do not understand that there is no break to be had. it’s over, just like that. it’s worse thinking about how other people don’t really seem to understand or feel the extent of what’s happening and think it’s just criticism that comes from being a “hater”, not from hurt, and it makes me feel crazy too. sorry for the wall of text, but i promise we’re not crazy, and that your pain is justified and you’re always welcome to talk to me about it if you want to, i’m here.

ive taken all day looking at this message and looking at fandom content, and i just... yeah. it's hard. everything about this situation sucks with the inaction all of us are stuck in. I don't know what the move forward should be. I don't know how I can make this positive for myself anymore. I'd love to share headcanons aus story ideas, all that stuff while my main streamer is on break, but I don't know if he ever plans to be returning to the server, and the eggs I cared so much about just being gone. Where do I go from there. It's like real actual grief because it feels so unfair and so preventable and it hurts so much to keep. It's so unfair how they got treated. I'm tired of being told to take a break to deal with the grief because there is nothing to come back to. qsmp was my break. It's how I would relax after spending so long on archaeology and anthropology work. I understood it. It was fun. It just hurts.

Thank you for the message though, I hope its okay to post publicly

#neg #crit #discourse #qsmp neg #qsmp crit #qsmp discourse #asks #vent #<- i guess. sorry to tag your ask like this but like. ahhhhhh #Misery... misery...

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zeeskeit-writes-sometimes · 10 months

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Introduction!

Hi! I am zeeskeit (they/he) and I figured I should probably introduce myself! I haven’t used this app in like 7 years (so when it was still popular to go *anxious laugh* unironically, unless that hasn’t changed) so please be gentle as I get the swing of things here. (I also have NO fucking clue how yall be using tags now so)

I write poetry, fanfic, and love music. Fandoms I’m interested in (as of now) are House MD, Dead Poets Society, Spiderverse and Marvel Comics, and the West Wing. I also study anthropology and archaeology, so I am constantly ranting about my hatred of the British Museum.

N e way, follow me on ao3 and twitter (of whence I came) if you want. And any Tumblr Veteran who can show me the ropes would be Greatly Appreciated.

#intro post #house md #dead poets society #fanfic #i forgot how yall use tags out here so if im doing it wrong feel free to yell at me #pls dont actually i am very sensitive and Will cry #looking for people to follow also!#also if ur mean to me ur anti-black sorry not sorry #archaeology

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iscariotten · 2 months

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Please explain byour tagging system I am fascinated

this is so funny and i’m surprised it took so long to happen. okay i have to admit that my emoji thing is. extensive. and i often forget parts of it myself so i will probably make a tag page at some point but for now here is an attempt at a directory. i've used quite a few tags over time so i'll just include the ones i've used in the last month or so.

so first there are basic tags for each type of post;

01 - aesthetic images

02 - art

03 - textposts

04 - longer posts, posts with multiple reblogs included

05 - quotes/prose from any source

06 - polls, tag games, the like

07 - posts in photo format (like memes)

08 - original posts by me

09 - gifsets

10 - web weavings

(also: 💌 - asks)

sometimes a post will have more than one of these but usually not.

then there are emojis for further classification. these are usually themes or subjects. (shoutout to @8pm (i think) for inspiring this whole thing. you've created a monster and thank you for doing so)

🫀 - favorite posts

🎙️ - ramblings by yrs truly

🌱 - silly short textposts

📸 - photography i like (different from 01 for reasons i do not know)

✒️ - quotes/prose specifically from poetry/literature

🔧 - political/current events

🪑 - southern gothic

🩻 - trans/gay coded gore

🏛️ - archaeology & anthropology

🥼 - fashion

🖇️ - mixed-media art + art journaling

❄️ - i don't really know how to describe this one but look through it, you might be able to figure it out

🦴 - dog motifs (+ dogs in general)

🧬 - science

there are also some emojis that correspond to people in my life or my own characters; i tag posts that remind me of them with their emoji. currently those emojis are:

🧿🐦‍⬛🧸🦑🐀🔭⭐️🎸🃏

the 🧿 is me, so those posts are the ones that make me go Oh Me Fr.

AND THEN (im so sorry) there are some themes/aesthetics/subjects/whatever that i assigned phrases to instead of emojis. for some reason. these are:

i love life very much indeed

two moons in the lake

swarms of flies

produce aisle angels

despite despite despite

maybe i’m a fool

love letter to theatre

people are people too

there are also a few descriptive tags that are just one or two words and i think are pretty self-explanatory (religion, corecore, linguistics, gender, people...). fandoms are tagged with the media name as well.

OKAY THATS IT idk why this is so complicated but im glad you asked because i needed a motivator to make one of these anyway. hope this makes some sort of sense.

#thanks for the ask this was fun tbh #💌#gonna link this post in my pinned #it will be updated if and when i change or add anything #until i finally get around to making a real directory #every time i edit this post/draft the readmore moves down a line for no discernible reason??#why does tumblr want me dead

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enigmachine · 1 month

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quick introduction post i’ll probably make it look pretty later. all of this is subject to edit

i’m squiffy or eni/enigma! my birthday is july 27th and i’m an intj 5w6. i speak english, very basic elementary spanish, and i’m learning russian. this blog is mainly to upload art. my alt blog is squiffied and i plan to upload stuff related to my ocs there. (so basically my own echo chamber…) some of my besties post art on here go follow them @mangomoths @b1tstar (rose if you see this hi i didn’t forget you i just didn’t know if you’d wanna be put on blast)

in general i do 3d modeling and drawing. i’m currently learning programming (lua, python, html) and i hope to create all the ideas in my head into games someday! i also LOVE anthropology and archaeology. i translate japanese rpg maker games in my free time even though i’ve never actually learned the language (love you papago and deepl❤️❤️)

i LOVE puzzles, riddles, mysteries, and anything related. i enjoy collecting and playing ds mystery visual novels i’m the #1 fan of any detective character and whenever i do escape rooms i carry everyone TRUST (really any mystery vns but those ones especially… i don’t know if it’s a special interest or what) but most of them are so expensive my wallet is crying

other than mystery vns, i enjoy rpg maker games, roblox, and stickman media. here’s all the fandoms i may post about:

ds games / mystery visual novels

• professor layton (MY FAVORITE!!! also includes lb:mr and lmj)

• ace attorney (i still have to complete tgaac)

• ghost trick: phantom detective

• ai:tsf (haven’t played ai:ni yet)

• zero escape (currently playing vlr, haven’t played ztd yet)

• your turn to die

• steins;gate (currently playing, might just watch the anime though)

• technically i’ve played the danganronpa games but i don’t really post about it?? it’s been so long i’ve probably forgot a lot anyways

• rhythm thief (currently playing)

• haven’t played but i want to get into hotel dusk SO BAD

• rhythm heaven (someday i will get megamix… someday)

• warioware

rpg maker games (stickman media in italics… those two kinda go hand-in-hand)

• ib (favorite along with…)

• OFF

• yume nikki

• the witch’s house

• mad father

• witch’s heart (need to do sirius conclusion)

• hylics (currently playing)

• MARIKINonline4 (currently playing)

• 数字のヤツら (suuji no yatsura, currently playing + translating IS THERE EVEN AN ENGLISH FANDOM??)

roblox (heavily fixated on this at the moment)

• PHIGHTING!

• regretevator

• get a snack at 4 am (yeah those are like the big 3 games that are well known… everything else is kinda small)

• minus elevation

• the backrooms: redacted

• MY OWN OCS LMAO

ummumym’.!.!!,:&/ some of my favorite characters are luke triton, alfendi layton (pl), sigkin, arakawa, kashikin, eclair, axez (mo4), medkit, broker (p!), pest, bive, emerson, spud (regretevator), and cashier (gasa4)

some of the tags i use:

#art - guess

#not art - guess

#off topic - anything that doesn’t line up with what i normally talk about

ok that’s all make sure you like and subscribe that smash button hit send tweet

#introduction

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onewomancitadel · 9 months

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Fandom really is fascinating as a cultural phenomenon, because basically in real-time you see the way people interact with and transmute storytelling. It obviously suffers as a consequence of both self-consciousness (in pop culture) about 'how storytelling works/you respond to it' - basically the Campbell effect of the monomyth description - and Internet forums changing behaviour and response, but from a folkloric, mythic, anthropological/experimental archaeology perspective, it's amazing.

#stirring the pot #that's why as much as I hate fanon... it's fascinating

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maraleestuff · 2 years

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Writeblr (re)introduction

Hello! My name's Mara. I've been a part of writeblr on & off for the past few years, but I'd like to be more active with the community by dipping my toes back in, starting with a (hopefully) quick reintroduction post.

Edit: this has turned out a bit long, so I'll add a read more link after the "What I write".

About Me:

I'm 21 years old, bisexual, and my pronouns are she/her.

I'm from the Pacific NW of the US.

My ao3: Maralee.

Other than writing, I like playing video games, dabbling in landscape photography, crocheting, and spending a fair amount of time on tumblr.

I also have a site for my photography. If you'd like to browse or buy, check out my portfolio, or you can pop by my ko-fi.

I'm an Independent Consultant for Scentsy. My site is here, or you can click the link in my bio if you're interested. I'll occasionally post about current bundles/ specials, but it won't dominate my blog.

While I'm not currently in college, I wouldn't mind studying archaeology or anthropology; I love learning about ancient civilizations, and their cultures. It really gets you thinking about your life on earth, and what future historians might find.

Little bit of a disclaimer: while this blog started out as a writeblr, it's also a blog for various fandom-related posts, as well as writing resources and advice.

Open to tag and ask games!

What I Write:

My favorite genre, by far, is fantasy. Give me dragons, magic, elves, and epic battles—there's a good chance it'll be a favorite read. I also enjoy science fiction, romance, adventure, and mystery.

I tend to write what I read, so most of what I write is high fantasy or urban fantasy; though I do add elements from other genres, like romance, mystery, action, etc.

Common tropes I tend to lean toward: enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, mutual pining, coming of age. (Not necessarily in that order.)

I write both original fiction and fan fiction.

Current Works

Original:

The Guiding Star. Intergalactic mercenary Halley Gould is hired to protect the LSS, a lighthouse space station from pirates. Sci-fi short story. WIP page. Second Draft.

Descendant. Eirian, a mage in an anti-magic land, is framed for murder and must prove her innocence by rooting out a deep and far-reaching conspiracy. High fantasy short story. WIP page. First Draft.

Kosma. 19-year-old superpowered Evie Sharp discovers a company named Psibernetics is secretly developing weapons. Fantasy novel. WIP Page. First Draft.

Fanfiction:

A Healer's Lament. Alleilyn Willowwing fights against the forces of Molag Bal, making new friends and allies—and facing old foes. ESO fic. In est. 3rd draft, but you can read it on ao3. [wip page coming soon]

Forged in Fire. Artemis Oakenfire discovers she is the Last Dragonborn, but she has other foes to face—such as the assassins who killed her mother. Skyrim fic. Currently, in brainstorm << current details may be revised. [wip page coming soon].

[Untitled]. Imyili Ulvvas, an aspiring mage, plans to study at the College of Winterhold; unfortunately, with the return of dragons and a fool-hardy, adventure-hungry new friend, that will have to wait. Skyrim fic. Currently in brainstorming/ early concept stage. [wip page coming soon.]

I also have completed one-shots in different fandoms:

BBCs Merlin: To Fall, To Rise // By the Assassin's Blade // Of Servants and Secrets // All in a Day's Work

The Witcher (Netflix): The Only Exception

PJO: Encounter

On the Backburner:

WIPs/ works that aren't my current focus.

Descendant // Kosma // Forged in Fire // A Healer's Lament

Future Project Ideas:

One-shot and WIP concepts which are in consideration.

BBC Merlin: Where the Tides of Change Begin // Right Before Your Eyes // The Last Dragonlord

Smallville: Hits You Softly // Be My Memory // One of Them

#writeblr #writeblr intro #about me #WIPs

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septimaseverina · 8 months

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⥉⥉⥉ Greeting ⥉⥉⥉

🌹 I'm Sept. This is my personal blog. Very random one; half serious and half shit posts.

🌈 Making gifs, sometimes. [Here]

🌏 South East Asian woman who extremely doesn't support Western Taiwan (AKA PR China)'s, both internal and international, policies.

📕 Yogic. Ayurveda. Epicurean. Stoic (trying to be).

I reblog everything I want, I like, I love and I need. Containing my preference, obsession (somes are academic, but somes are not) and fandom stuffs.

Also I ramble, talk, doing-carthasis. And I'm not gonna tell you what I don't wanna share here.

And these are my permanent obsession list.

⁂ Fandom ⁂

✵ Star Wars

Searching my blog by Characters' names and the name of the shows. For main films, I tagged as 'prequel trilogy', 'original trilogy' and 'sequel trilogy'. Also, I reblog Star Wars' reference.

✵ Tolkien Universe

The reason I'm back to the fandom because of many things. Please bare with me, I'm re-reading books right now. Love both Peter Jackson's films and Prime's Rings of Power.

✵ Assassin's Creed

Haven't played Origin, Odyssey and Valhalla yet.

✵ Dishonored

✵ HBO Game of Thrones + HBO House of the Dragon + A Song of Ice and Fire

✵ Diego Luna, Pedro Pascal, Dev Patel, and David Tennant They are my husbands and loves of my life

✵ Bollywood

✵ Doctor Who

✵ Period Dramas

✵ Tele-Series

✵ Films

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⁂ Academic Things ⁂

✵ Art

Fine arts, Aesthetic, Fashion and Jewellery design, etc.

✵ Archaeology

✵ History

✵ Architecture

✵ Linguistic

✵ Anthropology and Cultures

✵ Botany

✵ Astronomy

✵ Astrology

And many things.

✧༝┉˚❋ ❋˚┉༝✧✧༝┉˚❋ ❋˚┉༝✧✧༝┉˚❋ ❋˚┉༝✧

🌺 Fan fictions writing's blog -> @septimaseverinawannawrite

🌻 Resource section -> @sept-resources (Highly recommend for everyone who don't want messy-ish dashboard, but want to explore my personal blog)

🌱 Fan fictions rec blog -> @septimaseverinaficrec

⋇⋆✦⋆⋇ Important. DO NOT SKIP ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇

Homophobics. Misogynists. KKKs. Scammers. Empty blogs. Below 18 years old. Spammers. P*rn blogs. Nazis. Fascists. "Sending me your n*de photos and videos". "I want a romantic/s*xual relationships with you". Fallacies.

YOU WILL BE BLOCKED. NO ANY EXCUSE.

But for friendly and allied blogs, you're always welcome. 😊😊😊

(Gif by me, Man's World - Marina)

#blog introduction

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lxnceclercs · 1 year

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𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 !

masterlist // writing blog —> @lxnceclercs2

hello! my name is kay! this is my main blog where i mostly just post/reblog f1 and hockey stuff or fic recs. i am a fan of a lot of drivers (as well as several hockey players) and i just want to make it very clear that hate towards any driver will not be tolerated on here!!

about me ! i am currently a college freshman majoring in anthropology with a concentration in archaeological practice and i am from the united states. i also write on both tumblr and wattpad. my writing blog is linked above so you should go check it out!!

wattpad accounts —> @/mrs-isaac-lahey @/lxnceclercs

i write about formula 1 on there too but it’s mostly just twilight (among other fandoms).

driver tier list !

all banners are from @cafekitsune !!

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oleworm · 2 years

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@bogfern Sorry to reply so late and to make a separate post about it, but it’s too far to scroll back and my brain has been circling around it!

As someone with a background in anthropology and archaeology who lives in a region where some form of ritual cannibalism or other has been practised for a while, it’s so strange to me when people reduce it to a purely erotic or romantic phenomenon? And they have the gall to express disgust at the possibility that it doesn’t? To the point where it borders on the inappropriate, and as other people on that post pointed out, on the culturally insensitive. It is a meaningful act, and one that is very charged, but the specifics of the meaning are contextual to the culture and so, vary a lot.

I am struggling to discover where it comes from, because it is not even like that on NBC Hannibal.

Either it’s the Tumblr word-weaving posts or more people used to be into true crime Jeffrey Dahmer fandom than they are willing to admit.

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skykid-nadir · 2 years

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About me:

I'm Skykid Nadir (nay-deer), but I also go by Siliv Lexington on Pinterest! I'm Autistic and LGBT+. My pronouns are she/they. I am currently studying anthropology/archaeology, but also enjoy creative writing! This is my main blog for Sky: Children of the Light content. For non-Sky fandom content, see fangirl-nadir. For my original stories and fan fictions, check out nadir-writes! I might be open for some light roleplaying or character asks.

Tag for my OCs:

#oc profiles #my ocs

For a detailed list of interests, check below the cut

Books/Authors:

Brandon Sanderson

Tara Sim

A Darker Shade of Magic

Warrior Cats

Six of Crows

Merciful Crow

House in the Cerulean Sea

The Bone Houses

Ranger's Apprentice

Comics:

Castle Swimmer

Realta

Owl Light Bridge

Lalin's Curse

Crankrats

Lovebot

Heir's Game

The Seeker

Fox Fires

City of Blank

Petrichor

Castoff

Suitor Armor

Oasis

Fate Whispers

Movies/TV:

Helluva Boss

Tangled the Series

Studio Ghibli

Into the Spiderverse

Moomin

Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood

Ranking of Kings

RWBY

Video Games:

Dragon Age

Skyrim

Genshin Impact

The Arcana

Sky: Children of the Light

ClanGen and Untold Tales

Assassin's Creed

Hollow Knight

Ori

Journey

Abzu

The Pathless

Minecraft

Okami

Stardew Valley

Wandersong

Chicory: a Colorful Tale

Lake of Voices

Alto's Adventure

YouTubers:

Overly Sarcastic Productions

PlayFrame

Born Losers Gaming

Critical Role

Drawfee/Drawtectives

Secret Sleepover Society

The Shrieking Wizard Co

Misc:

Writing

D&D

Dice

Fossils

Bones

I have OCs for:

Sky: COTL

Journey

Warriors

Hollow Knight

RWBY

The Arcana

Star Wars

Stormlight Archives

Harry Potter

Original content

#about me #fandoms #ocs

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live-the-fangirl-life · 1 year

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⭐ gush about I Dig You 💚

🥰 I Dig You is so special to me.

It always blows my mind how much love there’s been for that fic. Especially because it was the first fic I wrote, and especially because it’s about something that I adore.

I read everything fanfic written in the fandom for months before I started writing myself, and once I decided to try I felt like I needed to use something that I knew. It helped take away some of the intimidation of writing.

I love writing modern, real-world AUs - there’s just something about taking these fantastical characters and dropping them into slice-of-life situations that makes them feel so real and me feel so connected to them.

Aelin’s job in I Dig You is a Bioarchaeologist which is basically the person who works on a dig site (or later in the lab) and handles/identifies/analyzes any human or faunal remains found during excavation.

My degree is in Anthropology and Archaeology with specializations in Osteology. I’ve worked with hundreds of human and animal bones in a variety of settings - one of which was a summer spent working on a dig site that focused on Bioarchaeology. Lots of self insertion in my fic lol

There were days when I was writing chapters and I had my forensic anthropology textbooks out making sure I had the details right (all the terminology and scientific information in the fic is completely accurate btw), and I always joked like what would my professors say if they knew I was using their lectures to write fan fiction? 😂

I also love puns. And alliterations. Most of my fics are titled with one or the other lol and I had so much fun just brainstorming chapter titles for I Dig You.

I have more ideas of how to expand the story like taking a look at Rowaelin a year after the dig, or seeing the history between the Faunal specialists (Elorcan). But I haven’t gotten around to writing those.

I’ve taken a bit of an unintentional writing hiatus but talking about this makes me want to dive back in 🥰

Thanks for asking!

⭐️ask me about any fic

#asks #i dig you #IDY #westofmoon

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fangirl-nadir · 1 year

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I'm Skykid Nadir (nay-deer), but I also go by Siliv Lexington on Pinterest! I'm Autistic and LGBT+. My pronouns are she/they. I am currently studying anthropology/archaeology, but also enjoy creative writing! This is my side blog for assorted fandom content. For content specific to Sky: COTL, see skykid-nadir. For my original works and fan fiction, check out nadir-writes! Likes and follows will come from my main account, Skykid Nadir.

I might be open for some light roleplaying or character asks.

For a detailed list of interests, see below the cut:

Books/Authors:

Brandon Sanderson

Tara Sim

A Darker Shade of Magic

Warrior Cats

Six of Crows

Merciful Crow

House in the Cerulean Sea

The Bone Houses

Comics:

Ranger's Apprentice

The False Prince

The Illiad

Castle Swimmer

Realta

Owl Light Bridge

Lalin's Curse

Crankrats

Lovebot

Heir's Game

The Seeker

Fox Fires

City of Blank

Petrichor

Castoff

Suitor Armor

Oasis

Fate Whispers

Movies/TV:

Helluva Boss

Tangled the Series

Studio Ghibli

Into the Spiderverse

Moomin

Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood

Ranking of Kings

Video Games:

RWBY

Our Flag Means Death

Dragon Age

Skyrim

Genshin Impact

The Arcana

Sky: Children of the Light

ClanGen and Untold Tales

Assassin's Creed

Hollow Knight

Ori

Journey

Abzu

The Pathless

Minecraft

Okami

Stardew Valley

Wandersong

Chicory: a Colorful Tale

Lake of Voices

Alto's Adventure

YouTubers:

Flight Rising

Xanje

Overly Sarcastic Productions

PlayFrame

Born Losers Gaming

Critical Role

Drawfee/Drawtectives

Secret Sleepover Society

The Shrieking Wizard Co

Misc:

Writing

D&D

Dice

Fossils

Bones

I have OCs for:

Sky: COTL

Journey

Warriors

Hollow Knight

RWBY

The Arcana

Star Wars

Stormlight Archives

Original content

Harry Potter (fuck Rowling)

Okami

#about me #interests #fandom #ocs

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bardstales · 2 years

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𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘

this verse is suitable for interactions in most “modern day” universes, and especially in fandoms like unch.arted.

doctor iain brightmore is a prominent, if eccentric, archaeologist with a specialization in iron age cultures. when his niece elsie is orphaned by a plane crash at the age of nine, he doesn’t hesitate to adopt her. from that point on, elsie is raised mostly on the move, traipsing through ruins, exploring passage tombs, seeking out temples, and getting her hands dirty through all of it. she quickly develops a sense of burning curiosity and a passion for the human story. the older she gets, the more of an active role she takes in her uncle’s work, helping in both trench and laboratory. when she turns fifteen, her uncle iain ( apparently inexplicably ) changes their routine. he begins only going on digs during peak season, the summer, and he stops bringing her along. he insists she needs to focus harder on her schoolwork, that she’s not quite cut out for the field. elsie takes his pretty hard but is determined to make him proud, throwing herself into her studies. she completes secondary school, completes a bachelor’s degree in anthropology, and completes a master’s degree in comparative mythology; now she’s studying for a doctorate in the same field while working as a teaching assistant to an archaeology professor. her relationship with her uncle iain is warm but distant, and she’s never gotten a clear answer as to why it developed like that. currently she lives on her own in a flat in london, with her cat and her many, many books.

frequent flyers include @traumadcmp & @lokadottr !!

#v.

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ao3feed-tolkien · 10 months

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The Lost Temple of Taniquetil

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/4Ods2aF

by Thrill_of_hope

Dr. Galadriel Noldor has been searching for the mythical city of Taniquetil for as long as she can remember. Fabled to have been the seat of Emperor Manwë, Galadriel is desperate to unlock the secrets of the fall of the Valarian empire. What she discovers changes everything.

Words: 3694, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power (TV 2022)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Relationships: Galadriel | Artanis/Halbrand (The Rings of Power)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Inspired By The Mummy (Movies 1999 - 2008), Inspired by Indiana Jones, Archaeology, Anthropology, Mentions of Myth & Folklore

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/4Ods2aF

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Tolkien #JRR Tolkien #Tolkien works #ao3 #fan fiction

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