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ghoulorghost · 7 months

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Headcanon about Antari bloodtype

The type of blood a person has, is determined by the presence or absence of certain antigens.

Antigens are substances that, if foreign to the body trigger an immune response.

There are over 600 different antigens across more than 36 blood group systems that may be present or absent on our red blood cells.

You have a ‘rare’ blood type if your blood is missing an antigen which is common to most, or if it has an antigen which most don’t have.

Plasma contains antibodies which fight infections and antigens of the same type.

The 4 main types of blood are determined by the presence or absence of two antigens, A and B, on the surface of the red blood cells. This classification is done by the A,B,O blood group system.

The bloodtype A has the A antigen on the surface of it's red blood cells and the B antibody in it's plasma.

The bloodtype B has the B antigen on the surface of it's red blood cells and the A antibody in it's plasma.

The bloodtype AB has both the A and B antigens on the surface of it's red blood cells and neither A or B antibodies in it's plasma.

The bloodtype O has neither A or B antigens on the surface of it's red blood cells, but both the A and B antibodies in it's plasma.

The second most important classification after the A,B,O blood group system is the Rhesus blood group system, with over 50 antigens.

One of these Rh antigens is the Rh D antigen, the presence of which determines a Rh positive bloodtype and the absence of which determines a Rh negative bloodtype.

The 8 most common bloodtypes are as follows : A+, A-, B+, B-, O+, O-, AB+, AB-.

RhNull blood on the other hand has none of the Rh antigens. It is the result of certain mutations.

It is extremely rare, with fewer than 50 individuals known to have RhNull blood in the 50 years after it's discovery, and only 9 active donors.

I associated it with Antari based on this quote:

"He was, after all, Antari. And Antari could speak to blood. To life. To magic itself. The first and final element, the one that lived in all and was of none."

RhNull blood can be donated to anybody, especially useful to people with rare Rh antigens, following only the A,B,O blood group system donation rules and that's why the term Golden Blood is used for it. On the other hand, people with this blood type cannot receive transfusions from anybody but other people with the RhNull bloodtype, following the same donation rules.

Magic is not hereditary, so I like to assume that after developing Antari magic they lose the Rh antigens through mutation.

And since I couldn't help myself, I assigned every character I kept track of, a bloodtype.

Most of the bloodtypes I assigned were based on my own interpretrations, but I did my best to mind the rules by which they are inherited.

GRAY LONDON

Barron- AA+

Ned Tuttle - AB-

RED LONDON

Maxim Maresh - BO+

Emira Maresh - OO-

Rhy Maresh - OO+

Alucard Emery - AO+

Nadiya Maresh - AB+

Ren Maresh - AO+

Emery - AA+

Berras Emery - AA+

Anisa Emery - AO+

Sol Rosec - AB+

Oren Rosec - BO+

Hanara Rosec - AA-

Serival Ranek - BO+

Mirin Ranek - BO+

Rosana Ranek - OO-

Tesali Ranek - OO-

Kisimyr Vasrin - OO-

Tieren Serense - OO+

Nero - AO+

Ezril Nasaro - OO+

Bex Galevans - OO+

Calin Trell - BO+

Falori - AB+

Calla - BB+

WHITE LONDON

Ros Vortalis - OO+

Talya - AO+

Alox Vosijk - AA+

Athos Dane - AB+

Astrid Dane - AB-

Nasi - AA-

Lark - AO-

Beloc - AO+

ANTARI

Delilah Bard - AO RhNull (was AO-)

Kell Maresh - OO RhNull (was OO-)

Holland Vosijik - OO RhNull (was OO-)

Ojka - BB RhNull (was BB-)

Kosika - AB RhNull (was AB-)

#adsom #the fragile threads of power #fragile threads of power #ve schwab #fragile threads of power spoilers #the fragile threads of power spoilers #holland vosijk #kell maresh #rhy maresh #lila bard #alucard emery

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voidcat · 4 years

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– Acina in the Silver Wood

Characters: Holland Vosijk, Kell Maresh ; mentioned: Talya, Ros Voltaris, Athos and Astrid Dane

Genre & Word Count: angst, kind of a happy ending (for the world) major spoilers if you’re still reading the book series & 1.8k

The Silver Wood," he said. "Some say it was the place where magic died." After a moment he added, "Others think it's nothing, has never been anything but an old grove of trees."

Despite his words, Holland knew deep down, that the Silver Wood was more than what they say. He knew it would be the place where magic will come alive once again.

ao3 - song rec: All Delighted People by Sufjan Stevens

The Someday King.

That was the name of the stories and the myths.

The same ones Holland grew up with. The stories he would seek out whenever his city experienced yet another death of an innocent one, another fresh blood, another king, another life.

It was the story of better days to come, power to be restored, a name of hope and light. It was everything the White London needed, but only limited to words and a title.

Life in White London was not easy. This was the first thing you’d learn. The struggles would start during your birth and only increase in time. Each day a new challenge, a new page of survival, another “Will it happen today?” asked. Happiness was as rare as stable magic in White London. A fact everyone learnt to live with. What else could’ve been done when even the simplest acts of magic was a vile chore? And so Holland learnt at an age too early, that life could exist without the good in it.

Maybe it’s for the better. It’s familiar, in a sense. There are no surprises. Nothing to throw you off, catch you off guard. The Grimm and the dread feels numb after a while. Holland learns to grow used to it too.

The first betrayal comes with Alox. In a city filled with people hungry for magic, even a drop of it, it is expected. It is one of the rare times he is caught off guard, but when he looks back on the memory, he ascribes it to his young age.

Then comes Talya. And with her comes a little change. Such things as comfort and safety make themselves known in Holland’s life. Followed by happiness, Holland tastes something he never thought was possible in the icy cold of White London. As his definition of life and regular change, so does his familiarity with everything around him.

A brand new page, a different kind of hope.

These make the inevitable end all the more painful. But the pain brings a comfort of its own. Of being known.

—

Change, has always been an everlasting part of the White London. The changing of the power, the reigns, the shift in dynamics and relationships. The only thing that never changes is the dull color of the world and the sky, the piercing cold and the hanging despair in the air. It feels so long ago that life used to be different. Beaming with magic and power. It feels unreal, just like the tales of the Someday King. After her, things go back to how they once were. Her death doesn’t awaken any change in White London that day but it pokes at something inside Holland. He withdraws more after that day.

As he returns to the routine of the same blinding days in White London, he realizes he has missed this a little. Having to let go off the only thing in his life that resembled happiness feels heavy on his shoulders, but not on his soul. The happiness of it drove him to worry for more, and made him drop his guard too. A mistake he promises never to repeat again.

And so he returns to the typical life of White London, where everyone suffers equally and constantly; where pain becomes the norm here, having to rely on primal instincts and doing your hardest to beat everyone at everything, anything. With the touch of care and light gone, gone with her, Holland goes back to suffering like everyone else.

The rest of White London would beg to differ, say he is not one of them and never will be. Cast out from early ages of his life, marked with the inking black of his eye, the mark of Antari, Holland is always in a separate cell. In a way the people of White London are right; Holland is not like them, never will be again. He will never taste the same hunger as them or experience fear as them, and unlike them he will suffer like no one else, for no one will ever suffer as beautifully as Holland Vosijk.

—

Then Vortalis will knock on the door to Holland’s life. Failed attempts following one another, it is better to talk to him and stay on the ground with him, than to kill him; if he could ever kill him. A new kind of hope comes into Holland’s heart with Vortalis. Not the fairy tale kind, like the Someday King carries; but a new one for his world’s magic. When Vortalis becomes king, and Holland his knight, it is apparent how different they are compared to the previous reigns. Not a sudden change in behavior or looks, no acts of selfish reasons; they try and try and try, for London, for magic. Maybe the Someday King will never come, maybe there are decades for him to come; but until then they are here in his place, to do whatever they can for the balance and well being of their world, their home.

Alas, all good things come to an end; something Holland had to learn by experience, twice in a row now.

When the Danes come, so does change. And short after, comes him.

Holland has gotten a look at him before but this is the first time he has truly sees him. The Aven Vares of Red London, the blessed prince. The pink pearl of the treasure chest. Holland looks carefully and observes. And all he can see in Kell Maresh is everything Red London is to White London. Kell blinks and Holland sees the gates shut down ages ago. Kell walks and he can smell the lingering scent of roses. The blue of his eyes show Holland a sky he will never see in his home. With his each step, his red coat kisses the air, too vibrant for his faded world.

Holland looks at Kell Maresh and all he can see his the selfish world that abandoned his. It wouldn’t be a surprise to say that Holland didn’t like Kell from the first time he saw him but unfortunately this would be false information. As much as he wanted to dislike him and despite him, Holland didn’t have it in himself. Deep down he knew the Antari of Red London couldn’t be hold responsible for the things they had done. But wouldn’t it be so much easier to hate him? To channel all his frustrations through him and the image of him? Yet what he felt wasn’t one but close to it. Holland didn’t know what to name it but it was clear there was no dislike or hatred for the young rose bud.

With Voltaris gone, the Danes are cherry on top. Each day a torment of its own. With the first kill, came the second, and one after that; it was never easy, it never would be. He wanted to fight back, desperately. But all he could do was to obey and carry out their orders, watch everything Voltaris had worked so hard for crumble. The Danes would play ost sometimes and make Holland watch. Athos would seek out a man to resemble Holland with looks and make him a part of the game too. Seeing the slightest change of expression, tiniest bit of emotion in Holland would delight them both; and all Holland could think of is to wish he was in that man’s place, for there was an end to it all. A finishing blow, a light at the end of the tunnel. What made Holland ache more was the knowing, that the man wouldn’t have suffered as much or as early at their hands if he looked a little different. Just another pawn in their games, targeting Holland.

—

Time only grows duller; more encounters with the young Antari, too kind for his own good, always sticking his nose where it doesn’t belong; the body count Holland keeps for the Danes increasing, their deaths never getting ordinary, seeing the light leave their eyes always haunting his memories.

Life, full of dread and pain and never truly free, yet Holland finds himself holding onto it some days.

That night in the alley, a part of him hopes Kell lands the finishing blow, he should’ve remembered it is never that simple to kill their kind.

—

Another day of waking up, to a pitch black world this time. Yet something has changed, he can feel it, or the lack of its presence. He is almost upset he didn’t get to kill the twins.

He never hurried to celebrate, for he can’t break free of the chains. They’re changed and the leash held by someone new now. But it’s worth it, to see his city bloom finally, to see the sky gain color just like his cheeks do, the air not as cold and heavy, the sun shines like his hair does.

Bound tight by yet another force, much stronger this time, but it doesn’t hurt as much anymore. The happiness of seeing his world change is eases the agony. Maybe he can hold on and keep Osaron at bay until he comes, the promised one he hoped for all his life.

No matter how long it has been, the tales provide a sense of solace. A trinket of hope; one he will always need, he fears.

—

As things draw near to an end, he does what must be done, what he must; for the sake of his world and the others. So he does what Red never did right, and he does it for everyone.

When Kell takes him back to where it all began, the Silver Wood, Holland feels comfort again and warmth spreads through his chest. His world still cold and as Kell leaves, he stands in the middle of it, alone. In the boy’s eyes, he feels the countless of times he was there, acts of kindness and gratitude; maybe Kell could never truly understand Holland’s pain, but his eyes told him he understood some of it, and suffered with him every time he looked at him. As he sags back against the nearest tree, Kell’s eyes never leave him. He can still feel his touch on his hand, his warmth and care. He can still smell the roses and see the sky. Kell was someone he could never name accordingly, perhaps he never wanted to label his feelings toward the boy in the red coat; but Holland would be a fool to pretend he never liked Kell, to act like he meant nothing. In his left hand, lays the the red lin he left behind.

As the leaves rustle and the woods let out a tune of its own, sing the song of a tale long gone, a cheer for the Someday King. The wood whispers and Holland hears it say: The King is coming.

All the dots connect, all the strings tied together, no loose ends, no gaps. He understands.

Holland Vosijk breaths out one last time and he feels his world breath in the air he let out. As he fades away, the world starts to bloom. And with one last breathe, he becomes one with his home.

—

Anoshe lingers in the back of Kell’s mind and whenever he sees an acina, his green eyes flood his heart.

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pinkcupboardwitch · 6 years

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Inktober day 19: Forgiveness (alternate prompt list)

Somewhere in the afterlife.

#inktober #shades of magic #holland vosijk #alox vosijk

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somedayking · 6 years

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the vosijk fam r honestly The Worst with anything sugary,,, åsa’s sighing @ her sons like that’s not porridge that’s a bowl of honey with oats in it then walks off to dip her finger in the sugar bowl repeatedly

#non-separation au tba #i say 'vosijk' but this is 100% the berglund side #oskar's sitting there w a plate of fruit and a cup of coffee looking subtly horrified #i once accidentally poured so much honey in my porridge that it really was really like 60% honey 40% oats and that #is how alox and holland make it on purpose #i hate them

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lovethbest · 7 years

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as a tiny psa,, there’s only a very small number of people holland will accept calling him hol so if ur one of those people. i’m begging. take advantage of that

#ooc tba.#SUE ME I'M WEAK #talya in canon / au lila + vortalis / i guess alox when he's v young but not in any au where family bg is similar but they're both adults #like. after stuff Happened that stops being a thing #also i have my hcs about how canon talya was either the first person to call him that or the second after alox #but holland still mostly associates it w her which is why i'm putting vor in the au category #bc canon is where the holland/talya relationship had the Worst ending n if that's smth he associates with it��‚ prob won't take it period #❛ holland vosijk. no hope and no fear and nothing to lose.

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ashintheairlikesnow · 5 years

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Excerpt from Tonight’s Writing

Talya had picked him up like a stray dog, linked her arm in his. Had it just been for protection? He didn’t know; maybe she had loved him, in her own way, until something else had come along she thought she could love more.

Or maybe she’d been planning to kill him from the moment they’d met.

You are still worth saving.

Holland set the empty glass down a little more loudly than he’d intended, and winced at the crack of the glass against the wood, looking quickly to see if it woke Kell up, then cursing himself for giving a damn whether or not it did.

This had been a gift, true, but it’d been a gift Astrid had given herself. He’d made of himself a careful emptiness, and Astrid, clever queen, had known he was not entirely a ghost of himself. She had known that he had never really learned his lesson.

Mercy prolongs the pain. Kindness makes hell last longer. Gentleness is a prelude to violence. Holland had learned every lesson Astrid and Athos had to teach him, he had learned each and every one. They’d written them on his skin, after all, and he’d started to learn long before they had arrived.

Alox had taught him. Talya had taught him. Never let it be said that Holland Vosijk did not learn his lessons.

Holland slid the book back into the shelf, carefully hiding the liquor away, pausing with his hand still resting on the spine. He closed his eyes. He’d intended this to destroy Kell, to crack him apart, to let him take his revenge on a whole world by wrecking one thin, frowning man.

Instead it was going to wreck him.

A hand to your face will hold a knife soon enough. A soft person can only live in a soft world. I thought I would take his softness and turn him into the stone that I am, but I think I am skin again instead.

#writing #jesus holland #someone give this poor man a hug #don't worry someone will #but still #pull yourself together buddy

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saintorae · 6 years

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you, antari- a holland vosijk playlist

listen here ; wonderful cover picture put together by @/theangelswans

holland is such a fascinating and complex character, i couldn’t help making a playlist for him haha

holland is from the book series ‘shades of magic’ by the lovely @veschwab ; its definitely earned a place in my heart !!

tracklist below cut

Sellers of Flowers- Regina Spektor

“whos the winner, whos the winner? maybe winter, maybe winter”

for the list, and for alox

Stone Wall, Stone Fence- Gregory and the Hawk

“the things that you know are makin you a stone wall stone fence, your stories so old you just tend to keep them”

for himself

Elephants- Rachael Yamagata

“if the elephants have past lives yet are destined to always remember It's no wonder how they scream”

for talya

Two Evils- Bastille

“oh you and i, you and i we’re not that different, you and i”

for kell

The Enemy- Mumford and Sons

“give me hope in silence, it's easier; it's kinder, tell me not of heartbreak, it plagues my soul, it plagues my soul, we will meet back on this road, nothing gaining, truth be told, but i am not the enemy, it isn't me, the enemy”

for lila

Control- Halsey

“i'm bigger than my body, i'm colder than this home, i'm meaner than my demons, i'm bigger than these bones”

for osaron

Breath of Life- Florence and the Machine

“to get a dream of life again, a little of vision of the start and the end, but all the choirs in my head sang no”

for okja, and for home

Aprés Moi- Regina Spektor

“i must go on standing, you can't break that which isn't yours, i must go on standing, i'm not my own, it's not my choice”

for the danes, and for the world after him

#adsom #holland #holland vosijk #a darker shade of magic #shades of magic #v e schwab #veronica schwab #a gathering of shadows #a conjuring of light #holland a darker shade of magic #shades of magic series #playlist #book playlist #character playlist #8tracks #motley listens #im super proud of this !!! i hate the 8tracks uploading system but it was so worth it haha

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badassbutterfly1987 · 11 days

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(ID: Pic 1: "Oh I could call you names now. List a hundred reasons for why you were awful. But what would that do? Where would it leave me? I still loved you. I still have to live with that."

Pic 2: "'cain instinct' this 'cain instinct' that. what about the reuben instinct where you hate your youngest sibling's guts but will still go out of your way to minimize the harm that comes to them. what about the judah instinct where you instinctively ask to be punished in place of your youngest sibling. what about the jacob instinct where your sibling is very hungry so u pettily make them promise unreasonable things so that you'll give them food. what about the miriam instinct where you secretly watch over your baby sibling to make sure no harm comes to them."

Pic 3: Two young children with a blanket wrapped around them. They are dirty and haggard. The older child holds the younger one close to him.

Pic 4: A teenage boy standing next to a brick wall. A younger child stands next to him, tugging at his arm sleeve and looking up at him. End ID.)

Alox and Holland before things became worse.

Pic 1: Quote by Sue Zhao

Pic 2: twitter post by zukkot

Pic 3: Hannibal Rising (2007)

Pic 4: Six Flying Dragons, a Kdrama set during the Joseon dynasty

#shades of magic #alox vosijk #holland vosijk #aesthetic #moodboard

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somedayking-a · 6 years

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@oflegendaries

❛ indeed, i should hope so. ❜ it is both an acknowledgement of holland’s words, and a quiet way to reassure herself. if esther is being honest with herself, she’s feeling quite rattled ; knowing the way things go in makt is one thing, seeing its consequences with her own eyes for the first time another. ❛ delilah told me — you have my condolences for your brother’s death, ❜ the queen continues. ❛ god rest his soul. ❜ no mention of its circumstances, twined with the recognition that what she considers justice, fair and square, does not apply to their neighbours. in a way, this does not change the situation much. holland has been his brother’s emissary in both england and arnes for years, and køt alox vosijk’s untimely death is far from a tables-turning event.

she should not feel any kind of relief, only grief for those the late king leaves behind, but one can tell an imperceptible weight has been lifted off her shoulders when she straightens to look holland in the eye. ( they are of a height, though bone-thin as she is, he could probably lift her off the ground without a trace of effort. ) ❛ i trust, however, that you do not wish to bring significant change to the relationship between makt and england. ❜ what has royalty done to her ? it taught her to speak in statements rather than questions.

he inclines his head in recognition of her words without acknowledging them further. both of them know it’s a courtesy, nothing more ; as much as they know at whose hands alox’s death came. but they needn’t acknowledge that, either. alox had not been a popular king, those last years, beloved by some but largely mistrusted by others, with his own share of enemies lying in wait for just such an event. aware of his enemies as he was, the same could not be said for his awareness of his friends. it had been jealousy and paranoia which drove a wedge between them in the end, tearing apart what had once been close.

whatever is left to mourn was lost long before his brother’s death.

“ not at all. ” that there is any relationship at all between england and makt is holland’s own doing. built up for long enough without the knowledge or input of the king, and even once that changed, alox had preferred to leave such things alone, turning his own attention to matters closer to home and leaving the neighbouring kingdoms to holland. ( other kings and queens may be at liberty to visit nearby crowns, but for a maktahn ruler, leaving the capital for as long as those visits would demand is akin to abdication. for years, holland had been his brother’s strongest protector –– were it not for the convenience of blood spells and doors between kingdoms, he himself would not have left. ) “ but strengthening this relationship will surely benefit us both. ”

with his brother’s death comes the freedom to pursue such diplomatic relationships as alox would never have allowed ; even once aware of the visits, it was public knowledge he’d never approved of them. holland had agreed with him once, and even now, the thought of making this same visit to the arnesian capital leaves a bitter taste in his mouth. he's loathe to seek help from their neighbours, even from england, even from esther, but he’s inherited nothing more than a country beginning to collapse in on itself and alone, without allies, makt is a target ripe for war. invasion. holland can swallow his pride for some things, and like it or not, this is one. “ i don’t want to rule as my brother did. ”

#oflegendaries #oflegendaries ; esther bard.#⟨ ROYALTY AU ⟩ to new dawns‚ and good ends‚ and loyal friends.#liSTEN #I AM LOVE THESE TWO #holland putting on that Kingly Persona for all he's worth #this is honestly like his fakest personality i m laughing #( but also less fake w esther because he's known her for ages n he likes her )

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pinkcupboardwitch · 4 years

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@justthinkofmeasthetalkingair a Maktahn glossary of all the phrases I was able to find + some basic observations. Linguists please add onto my commentary, or let me know if I missed something.

I. The text

· Das – unknown, probably a location within London.

· Kajt – a swear word

· Kösa – I am sure

· Køt - king

· Krös Mejkt – Stone Forest

· Makt – island where White London is located or its city-state

· Maktahn – adjective/demonym

· Nijk shöst – please, I beg you, I ask you

· Nö kijn avost – I don’t fear death

· Ön vejr tök – The story goes

· On vis och – dawn to dusk

· Ös reijkav vösk – you (s.) + unknown + leave (you must leave?)

· Ös-vo tach? – are you busy?

· Ös vosa nochten - you (s.) + your + unknown

· Öt vosa rijke – for your loss

· Öva sö taro – he is in the city

· Övos norevjk - unknown

· Rhaask – a type of alcohol

· Sijlt - river in London; meaning unknown.

· Tovach ös mostevna - unknown

· Vosijk - unknown; possible relation to Sijlt? The ij sound is relatively common, but the sij combination is not.

· Vösk – leave

· Vos och? – what is it?

· Vöxt – bound

Ia. The names:

Alox - close to Alexander, Greek, “[one who] defending men”

Astrid - Scandinavian, “god’s beloved, god’s beauty”

Athos - Greek, name of a mountain and Titan

Beloc - Catalan? Belloc, “beautiful place”

Gorst - English, “gorse-dweller”

Holland - English, ultimately derived from Dutch Holtlant, “wood land”

Nasi - a Hebrew male title meaning “prince”

Ojka - very close to Korean Okja, “jade girl”

Ros - not a name that I could find, but a common word in many languages. Take a deep breath: Latin for “dew,” Swedish for “rose,” Irish for “headland,” Danish the imperative for “praise, commend,” Dutch for “horse” or “redheaded, russet,” Romanian for “gnawed.” (I keep telling you guys, Ros totally got eaten after he died...)

Stol - Danish for “chair, heap, cluster.” (chair as in throne...?)

Talya - Hebrew for “dew of God.”

II. Miscellaneous observations + a summary on pronouns:

Ös – you are; singular, possibly informal/ vosa - your

Öva – he is

Övos – conjecture, she is

There does not seem to be a definitive first-person singular pronoun. The use of an actual pronoun (you/he/she) also seems to be rare; it is usually implied based on the verb conjugation.

Makt is lifted directly from the Swedish word for power, which itself derives from the same Old Norse word. Swedish as a language indicates the subject and object of a sentence by word order (usually subject-verb-object as English does, although in subordinate clauses it goes verb-subject-object), does not conjugate verbs based on person or number, and maintains two genders for its nouns. Old Norse indicated subject and object through the use of cases (totaling four: nominative, genitive, accusative, and dative) and had three grammatical genders.

On the other hand, the distinctive ij sound is much more characteristic of Dutch. The Dutch language typically follows the English word order of subject-verb-object, but in certain cases will also use verb-subject-object, such as yes-no questions ( “Saw you the king?” where English would have “Did you see the king?”) and imperative sentences ( “Go the book read” for “Go read the book”). Standard Dutch maintains three grammatical genders, although some regions have collapsed the difference between masculine and feminine. The use of cases is mostly obsolete.

Dane and Vortalis are not obvious fits into the language. Potential immigrants?

Of the six male names we have, five are named for some kind of feature in the landscape. A possible trend.

III. Potential applications for fic:

Kell has absolutely mixed up ön (‘the’) and on (‘dawn’) because they sound so similar to his ear.

Depending on which language influences you lean into for Maktahn, Holland might have trouble remembering the English word order of subject-verb-object (ex: “I Astrid see” instead of “I see Astrid”), assign gender to nouns that don’t have them in English (ex: “The door, she is brown.”), and/or mix up pronouns.

IV. tagging @muffinworry, @dr-dendritic-trees, and @house0fsugar who also expressed interest in this

#shades of magic #adsom #white london #holland vosijk #maktahn

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somedayking · 6 years

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tfw i want someone to write alox so we can explore vosijk siblings stuff but i also don’t bc i have so many hcs developed for this family and i don’t want someone else to do it differently u know

#the Struggle #█ *ﾟ∵ ❱ ❛ as anasae » out of chara.

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somedayking · 6 years

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THE MUSE’S MOTHER.

general information:

FULL NAME: åsa vosijk

MAIDEN NAME: berglund

NICKNAME(S) OTHER NAMES: asha by her older brothers, a joking reference to her hair, the last part of her to begin fading in colour

DATE OF BIRTH: october 4th

NATIONALITY: maktahn

OCCUPATION: unemployed, wife of a blacksmith

RELIGION: polytheistic ( maktahn gods )

SEXUALITY: bisexual

appearance:

FACE CLAIM: sophie rundle

HEIGHT: 5′4″

WEIGHT: light, but not underweight until her sho addiction, during which time she loses weight rapidly

HAIR COLOUR: black

EYE COLOUR: blue

DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: it used to be her hair, which remained an almost glossy black until her early twenties

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HOMETOWN: london, makt

CURRENT RESIDENCE: near to the kosik, on the edge between the district and its only slightly more respectable neighbour

MARITAL STATUS: married / widowed

EDUCATION LEVEL: not much ; probably a very little basic literacy

FATHER: –– , deceased

MOTHER: –– , deceased

SIBLINGS: two older brothers and an older sister, one deceased ; several younger siblings who died in infancy

SPOUSE: oskar vosijk, deceased

CHILDREN: two sons, alox and holland

tagged by: stolen from the lovely @tentacleheir

tagging: @strangehungers @oflegendaries @stcrcrossd for muses of ur choice !

#two sidenotes : ive had this hc for months but oskar was a blacksmith and moderately successful #and 'asha' is the phonetic pronunciation of 'asa' which is a yoruba word and i /think/ a given name like åsa #which i have also learned references æsir / 'goddess'#so this is all cool #█ *ﾟ∵ ❱ ❛ drowned herself in smoke » åsa.#vosijk family tag tba #█ *ﾟ∵ ❱ ❛ everyone had secrets ; and holland wore his close » headcanon & meta.#addiction //#death //

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somedayking · 6 years

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inspired by @venomoustigress‘ post for @titanslayer‘s questions: ROYALTY AU !

where’s holland from? born and raised in london, makt. there used to be a vosijk family estate, but it’s fallen into disrepair & they can’t afford the upkeep. holland and alox spent time there in their childhood, but the main family home is in london, and by the time they’re adults, it hasn’t been regularly used for years.

what’s the world like? just the same as canon london, EXCEPT that... 01. instead of being separate worlds, the londons are in neighbouring countries. so there’s makt, roughly where scandinavia would be; england and its territories; and arnes, geographically around northern europe. 02. the magic is still there. nothing’s decaying. the country is, however, rather poor as a whole due to a war england and arnes were also involved in, which left makt significantly worse off and struggling ever since. the fact that arnes went on to flourish while largely leaving makt to fend for itself is a big part of why their relations aren’t good, and holland takes it quite personally.

royalty? nobility? what’s the backstory? he’s minor nobility by birth, but later prince and then king of makt. the royalty / nobility thing works like a mix of canon white london and hereditary monarchy. there is a royal family and a collection of nobility by default, but the throne is challenged often. technically, anyone could win it, royal or noble or not, but since other nobility have generally more wealth n resources, they tend to be the ones who win. they’ll then pass the throne down to their children and them to their children until someone fights them for it again ... which is usually too soon for them to get very far in passing it on. it’s basically still a case of may the strongest magician win, it’s just that the nobility have had the advantage for so long that the whole fight basically happens between them rather than everyone. backstory for how minor nobility became the maktahn royal family from dscord under the cut!

what’s their view on werewolves? a HUGE power advantage for those who have one in the family or in their employ. i imagine it’s a bit like being antari: sure, you could probably take a lot of people in a fight and they should technically be scared of you, but everyone wants to use that for their own gain and there’s probably a 24/7 target on your back. it’s still white london, what can i say,

can jason be his friend? considering the age difference, they’d probably only meet when holland’s either prince or king, and while he isn’t v interested in making friends by then, he doesn’t want to make an enemy out of him, either. in fact, when he’s prince of makt under alox’s kingship, holland’s the one to eventually try and repair communication / general relations w other countries ( something he was very opposed to at first, but as time’s gone on, he’s not too proud to realise it’s the best thing for makt, and alox...... is. plus he can save weeks of travelling by just as tascen-ing over to another country so he’s really the best one for it. ) so he actually really wants to be on good terms w jason, for political security at least.

BUT LIBBY, HOW DID THEY BECOME ROYALTY? read on !

#titanslayer #█ *ﾟ∵ ❱ ❛ to new dawns and good ends and loyal friends » royalty au.

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somedayking-a · 6 years

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2 / 3~

2. Their mother? How do they think of her? What do they hate? Love? What influence - literal or imagined - did the mother have?

åsa vosijk wasn’t around much longer than her husband was, and the biggest lasting impact on holland is that he looks quite a lot like her. they have the same dark hair and high cheekbones, and her eyes ( pale, washed-out green, but would be bright emerald had she ever lived to see the magic’s return ) are close to his. she tried to take care of her sons as well as she could, which often involved the words alox, take care of your brother when she went out to find work, and then to waste away hours in the sho dens of the kosik. holland could be angry at her for leaving –– leaving alox to keep them safe, leaving holland alone with him, for not being there to hear a shout for help, for passing down to alox her gift for disappearing –– but she’s from a life he barely remembers, and the strongest impression he has is the passing glimpse of his reflection in the mirror.

3. Brothers, sisters? Who do they like? Why? What do they despise about their siblings?

in some ways, holland grew up very close to his brother. alox was six years older, so he looked after holland most of the time, especially after their father died n their mother disappeared. it’d be a bit of a stretch to say holland felt safe around him, but he didn’t ever think alox would hurt him ; believed, in fact, that his brother would protect him from those who would. when his eye turned black, it was alox reassuring him, staying up with him and telling stories every night when nightmares kept him awake, telling him nobody is going to hurt you, you’re okay, you’re with me. he was the first person holland heard the someday king stories from, and on the good days, they would imagine a world where the magic was strong and everything bright. he’d find holland a makeshift seat and tell him it was a throne. those things, holland liked. he didn’t like the bad times. the way alox would disappear for days on end, coming back at odd hours covered in blood –– his own or someone else’s, or both. didn’t like the way his veins were already turning dark, or the way the smell of blood and ash and drink would mix together. ( still, didn’t ever conceive of alox as someone he should be scared of, not until he woke up to a knife and the words hold still, holland. ) like his parents, by the canon timeline, alox is another distant figure from a distant life, but he was the first really important person in holland’s life, in the good ways and the bad. / @terriblewill

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#terriblewill #⟨ ANSWERED ⟩ delivering a letter.#⟨ ABOUT ⟩ i think you’re a romantic.#vosijk family tag tba #shades of magic spoilers /#don't reblog /#ask to tag /

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