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sdequus · 1 year
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The top photo is an actual photo of me at about 15/16 years old on my poor old Arabian gelding, Farley. I was taught to ride super handsy and hyper flex my horses, fixating entirely on his head position and trying to micromanage that as I forced him behind the vertical for what was a “pretty” way of going on the circuit I showed on.
The bottom is one of my favourite photos of Milo and I. My riding has changed a lot over the years, as have my views on horse care and training.
The second photo is the FOREWARD from my new book, The Other Side of Horsemanship. It really sums up the journey I’ve taken to get to where I am today.
I have not gotten here unscathed. There’s been deeply emotional wounds and a lot of guilt and regret. It’s required me to come to terms with some sad realities and harsh truths, things that have been very hard to sit with.
But, overall, looking at how my relationships with my horses have benefitted and how much safer I’ve become as a rider and horse person, it was undoubtedly worth it.
I hope to help others to stray from the paths of harshness they may be on, hopefully sooner than I was able to. I want them to not have as many years of riding and loving horses robbed to them by industry traditions of misinformation.
I’m really committed to trying to change the status quo in the community and hope that in sharing my experience, I can help more people to feel comfortable and empowered in sitting with difficult emotions and sharing their truth.
Many of us have made grave mistakes that have negatively impacted the well-being of horses we love, but most of us go into it with good intentions, following instructions outlined to us by self-proclaimed experts.
It isn’t fair that so many of us are left to grapple with these difficult emotions alone or made to feel that our horses’ unwanted behaviour is entirely reflective of us as riders when it’s an industry wide issue and something we were taught to participate in from day 1 around horses.
Making mistakes doesn’t make you a bad horse person. It’s how you grow and learn from said mistakes that matters.
It’s hard to not make harmful mistakes when we’re existing in an industry where so many of these mistakes are normalized to the point of being viewed as normal training or care.
We need to be more gentle with ourselves while still being committed to changing the industry for the better.
If you’re interested in checking out my new book, you can do so at these links:
Amazon Canada: The Other Side Of Horsemanship: My Journey of Unlearning Cruelty & Healing Trauma https://a.co/d/gO2OaZa
Amazon US: https://amzn.to/3TFCdEs
Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-other-side-of-horsemanship-shelby-dennis/1142683583?ean=9780228885641
It’ll be rolling out to more bookstores over the next 4-8 weeks as well!
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piosplayhouse · 7 days
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As much as I still have gripes with mdzs fandom at least you can trust it to take a joke. I've made like a million jokes about lil apple being the real main character of mdzs and every wwx fan whos seen it loves it but the one time I made a joke saying xie lian's waist was less important to me than his bad horsemanship I got hate qrted multiple times
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heroineimages · 1 year
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Let's Recruit a Fantasy Army!
Hey, so here's a poll idea, let's assemble a multi-racial fantasy army. I'm curious what the break-down will be.
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cowboyjen68 · 3 months
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Hey Jen, Ive spent my whole life around acreage and ranching, and I want to get into owning land and horsemanship.. but Im not sure how. I know just enough to know what information im missing, but research only goes so far when its such a hands on skill. Would volunteering at barns be worth the time? Are queer friendly barns even a thing?
Thank you
I would say most places like horse rental facilities are neutral rather than "friendly". If you can do the job that is all they care about.
Some places like horse rescues and riding facilities that cater to therapy, special needs kids and adults and mental health improvement are probably more likely a little more aware of social issues.
My advice about getting an acreage is use your time now to pay off debt, live under your wage intake so you can save and invest is a small starter house that does not need a ton of money to fix it up. You can build equity in a small but decent house and enjoy the space without the contant stress of repair and construction. You can focus on working and saving and the house is earning you money.
Use the time to think about what you want. Do you want a hobby farm, an acreage that is for only a few horses? Do you want to create a business that is around horses like stall rental? Classes? Trail rides? Each of these will require a different size and location. When you do move to the country you might have to keep a city job which mean make sure you can either easily commute OR you can work from home in which case internet is important.
THe main things to decided are if you want a fixer upper or an ready to move in home. Keep in mind if you get a fixer upper that IS A FULL time job and can be time consuming and expensive. It is sometimes better to spend more for a home that is live in ready and updated
Make sure anything you buy in a rural area has a healthy well, (or access to a rural water coop), including to the barn, modern electrical (not wiring from 1920) good insulation and solid windows and access to good, if not great, internet. These basics will make life so much less stressful. IF there is room consider finding (and vetting) a roommate to share some payments and chores in the event you must (or want to) travel or if you were to get injured or sick and just need a hand for a while.
Don't get horse or goats until your fence and a cover (like a barn or lean to) is finishes and move in ready. Your neighbors do not want your goats on their front porch or you horse running into their new truck during a bad storm. IT is true, good fences make good neighbors.
Research the area for jobs and resources like groceries, hardware and make sure UPS etc WILL deliver to your home. Some places they will not. And make sure your gravel road is maintained by the county so you are not responsible to lay gravel or snowplow.
Hope some of this helps
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bomberqueen17 · 7 months
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SEQUEL
I finally managed to start publishing the sequel to Fit For Pearls that I've been writing since uhh midway through the process of writing Fit For Pearls forever; so far it's mostly gratuitious horsemanship I didn't research but I promise there'll be nasty lesbian sex uhh Situations upcoming and so on. it's. there's a lot of it. i'm very excited. i've been working on it a long time. i have not reached the destination yet but i am like. well i'm on my way.
lol i almost just published this without a link.
Fit for Thrones, on AO3
“How is he around mares?” Ciri asked, knowing that was a common problem area for poorly-trained studs. “He could have better manners in general, but he’s not unmanageable,” Flitter said. “As I said, he’s not bad from the ground, just awful to ride.” “A damned shame,” Ciri said. “He’s so lovely!” “Head-shy as anything, though,” Flitter said regretfully; “someone beat him, which never helps.” Ciri clicked her tongue. “That’s no good,” she said. “The poor thing.” “Well,” Flitter said, “he’s a salvage project now.” “I’m glad he’s getting a chance,” Ciri said. “If things don’t work out in politics for our Voorhis, he could just do this for a living,” Flitter said a little wistfully. Ciri laughed. “I see that,” she said.
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callmemana · 1 year
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Rhett Abbott Fanfics: 2
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Key: smut - 🌸/ fluff - 🦋 / angst - ☂️/ personal favorite - 👓/
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Addic(k)ed @glodessa 🌸👓
A Change Of Heart? @glodessa 🌸👓
A Little Something Extra @mothdruid 🌸🦋👓
A Place Like This @ereardon (OC) 🌸👓
As Long As I’m Living, My Baby You’ll Be @callsign-sagittarius 🦋☂️
Alley Cats On A Rusted Roof @jungle-angel 🦋☂️👓
Baby Daddy Rhett @basiccortez 🦋☂️👓
Baby Its Cold Outside @floyd-luvr 🦋👓
Bad News At The Rodeo @glodessa ☂️👓
Burning Love @floyd-luvr 🦋☂️👓
Can’t Let Them Forget Who You Belong To @glodessa 🌸👓
Cowboy Trouble @hederasgarden 🌸☂️👓 (+Rip)
Confessing While Sleeping @bussyslayer333 🦋👓
Christmas Dinner @rebelliousstories 🦋
Christmas Tree @wildbornsiren 🦋👓
Do You Touch Yourself? @glodessa 🌸👓
Dirty Xmas Song @jungle-angel 🌸🦋👓
Drive @h0neyfire 🦋☂️👓 (tw: anxiety attacks)
Good Luck Panties @glodessa 🌸
Heading Home @a-reader-and-a-writer 🦋👓
Horsemanship @bradshawsbitch 🦋☂️👓
Hotel Sleepovers @glodessa 🌸👓
Personal Pornhub @glodessa 🌸
If Your Daddy Sees Us Like This, Sunshine @glodessa 🌸👓
Invisible @floyd-luvr 🦋☂️👓
Knockin On Heaven’s Door @undiscovered-horizon 🌸🦋👓
Kiwi @sebsxphia 🌸👓
Last Christmas @greymoonfeelings 🦋☂️👓
Lingerie Lies @glodessa 🌸🦋👓
Reconnect With Nature @twinklelilstarkey 🌸👓
Sanctuary @ghxst-heart 🦋☂️👓
Silent Falls The Winter Snow @lt-bradshaw 🌸🦋☂️👓
Stfu & Take It @glodessa 🌸👓
Shhh, You Gotta Be Quiet! @glodessa 🌸👓
Show Me The Ropes @hederasgarden 🌸👓
Still Daddy’s Little Girl @glodessa 🌸👓
Silent Night @jungle-angel 🦋👓
Transference @wyn-n-tonic 🦋☂️👓
Out In The Middle 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 @jungle-angel 🦋☂️👓
The Christmas Gift @bradshawsbaby 🦋👓
Wayfaring Strangers @sunlightmurdock 🌸👓
What Are You Doing Rhett? @glodessa 🌸👓
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thebluemallet · 1 year
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My Top 10 Favorite Moments From Bridgerton Season 2, Episode 1: "Capital 'R' Rake"
It has officially been one year since Season 2, so please enjoy my upcoming series of posts about my favorite moments from each episode (and ignore the fact that I never finished doing this for Season 1). My favorite moments in no particular order (except maybe chronological):
10- Daphne Passes the Torch
The first Bridgerton we see this season is the previous season's lead: Daphne. And before the show cuts to the opening credits, she wishes Anthony-this season's lead-good luck on the marriage mart. It's a nice cinematic choice for the show to pass the torch on to the next Bridgerton who will fall in love. Let's hope that next season keeps it up with something similar between Anthony and Colin.
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9- Bridgerton Family Dynamics
The whole family arguing outside of Eloise's door while she's getting ready is hilarious. Daphne and Anthony are ready to beat down the door and drag Eloise out. Violet has to tell Benedict to be quiet when he's listing ways Eloise might have escaped her room so that her younger daughter doesn't get any ideas. Benedict recognizes that Daphne, who loved her season, is the last person that Eloise, who hates the idea of the marriage mart, wants to see. Francesca is the calm voice of reason when she insists, "Of course [Eloise] is still in there!" and even tries to fan her in the carriage. It's moments like these when they seem like a real, chaotic family.
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8- Anthony's Debutante Montage
Anthony trying and failing at the marriage mart is amazing. I feel for the poor ladies. I feel for poor Anthony. I'm mesmerized by his hair in this particular sequence for some reason?
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And let's not forget that this is the return of the viscount's bum. We saw it in season 1. It returned in season 2. I wouldn't mind seeing it in season 3. He's got a great bum.
7- The Great Kanthony Race of 1814
This is the best meet cute, hands down. Anthony's returning home like a zombie, trailing behind two geese (foreshadowing!), on a dim and cloudy morning. Then, out of the mist, emerges a mystery rider: Kate Sharma. The sun finally comes out when they speak with each other and Anthony is left with a genuine smile on his face.
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6- Lady Danbury Versus Newton
Lady Danbury probably already guessed she was going to have her hands full this season when she clocked Kate's mud-soaked hem, but the look she gives Newton just confirms it.
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5- Kate Seeing Anthony At The Conservatory
If you had any doubts about how charmed Kate was by her short meeting with Anthony in the park, wonder no more. For someone who said she's only interested in finding a match for her sister, Kate sure is interested in Anthony. She already has quite a crush on him. Too bad Anthony ruins it by opening his mouth five minutes later.
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4- Deficient Character (and Horsemanship)
Anthony and Kate meet again! Anthony is still smitten by this mystery rider and pleasantly surprised to see her again. Kate, on the other hand, has taken a disliking to him after hearing about his "requirements" for a wife. After verbally dressing him down, she leaves him in the dust and Anthony.exe quits working for a while.
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3- Benedict Bridgerton Has No Chill
I've posted about this before, but if THIS is Benedict trying to be casual with a girl he likes:
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then every last one of the Bridgertons will know he's in love with Sophie within ten seconds once his season comes around.
2- Eloise Putting Down Cressida
Eloise's impatient and blunt declaration that she would "rather die" than be friends with Cressida was hilarious and to the point. Sometimes dealing with bullies requires finesse. Sometimes it requires telling them to just fuck off already. Eloise chose the latter.
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1- "Miss Sharma, my lord."
Anthony has decided to just marry the diamond and be done with it. And when Edwina passes his "test" with flying colors, Anthony probably thinks that everything will be smooth sailing from here. Only to find out that the sister he has to impress is the same woman from the park. And he finally has a name to put to the face.
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innerchorus · 2 years
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Okay, this is the Book 15 scene where Hilmes and Burhan share a meal! WARNING for novel spoilers including mentions of character deaths. For some reason, I did a rough translation of the entire scene, even though the food is right at the start. Also warning for Hilmes being both heartbreaking and awful (it’s pretty typical of second half Hilmes, to be honest).
(Tiny bit of context going into this scene; Hilmes and Burhan have left Misr after things there didn’t go to plan. They were on board a ship heading for Maryam, and jumped overboard on horseback to reach the shore without having to disembark at the port.)
Translation Disclaimer: This is essentially a machine translation of a fan translation, edited for readability, so please don’t count on it being 100% accurate!
‘Thanks to outstanding horsemanship coupled with the calm seas of Maryam, Hilmes and Burhan were finally able to land safely on the country's shore. In the case of Hilmes, there were Lusitanian officials or soldiers in the port, and so they had needed to avoid the danger of his face being recognised. In order to do this, they had exhausted the strength of their horses, which had dropped dead when they came ashore.
Hilmes sat at rest on the sand dunes, and Burhan, who had gone out in search of food, returned with a shamefaced expression.
"I was only able to find such rudimentary food... If it is unsuited to your tastes, I'll try again."
"No, never mind that, it's best to eat our fill at once."
Hilmes unfolded the round flatbreads, added roast lamb, chicken, onion, mashed beans and so on, then wrapped it up.
"Go ahead and eat, too."
"Thank you."
There had been many different types of fish at the marketplace, both large and small, but as he was a Turanian, Burhan did not eat fish. It had taken a lot of effort in order to find meat.
While eating the flatbread, Hilmes was struck by a sudden thought.
'Kharlan, Sam, Zandeh, even this fellow's companions... I have made countless people who were loyal to me die meaningless deaths. As a lord, I really am like a seed of disaster.'
The capricious sea breeze had been both stronger and faster than human prediction, and in blowing from the southwest, the ship had reached the coastal waters of Maryam by the end of the ninth month.
The turquoise blue of the sea became ever more intense, and combined with the sunlight shining upon it to appear purple; this was the Sea of Maryam, known as the 'wine-coloured sea'. It was a sight to behold, but Hilmes had seen it before, and Burhan did not want to get close to the shoreline. The two of them sat in silence on the dunes while eating.
"By the way, what became of Lord Sebuk and Lord Framantas?"
"Huh?"
With regards to these Parsian generals that he had promoted, Hilmes had forgotten all about them. Not only that, he had not even recalled that he had left them behind in Misr.
"They're probably dead. There's no use in thinking about it."
If this line had been overheard by the 'wandering musician' of Pars, he might have sneered and said, "Your sort are always the same."
"Thinking about it like that, I've always had bad luck until now."
"Indeed it is so."
"So, from now on..."
Hilmes stroked his chin.
"It's time for others to experience misfortune."
The unpretentious, blunt Burhan stared at his master, perplexed. As far as seizing the throne in Misr or invading the kingdom of Nabatae were concerned, Burhan had no objections or doubts. Life is like a battle, a fight in which both body and mind bleed. Yet Burhan knew that battles were all about moving forward bravely. At least, that was what he believed.  
"My Lord, there is no hero who is your equal. Postpone the matter of Misr and do great things in Maryam first. What do you think?"
A hero with only one subordinate? Hilmes mocked himself internally. But twenty years ago, I started out alone.
"Guiscard is the king of Maryam. But his rule is evidently not lacking."
That said, it resembled the harsh cruelty of Bodin's reign, as no matter what one's religious beliefs, it felt like being in hell. Hilmes did not consider Guiscard to be incompetent, and therefore did not find the liveliness and prosperity of the port surprising. The question lay in how the country of Maryam could be forcibly seized from the grasp of someone who was far from incapable.
If he had succeeded in usurping the throne in Misr, Hilmes ought to be in the process of striving to become a better king of Misr. In the case of failure, he should have been treated as a traitor and executed. However, the man named Tunip had not killed Hilmes, but merely exiled him. That hateful figure had assumed an air of easygoing lenience!
For Hilmes, spending the rest of his life as the one who had lost was impossible to accept.
"I'm going to make that fellow Tunip regret letting me live."
After a taking short walk from the dunes, Hilmes and his companion deliberately entered the town from the direction of dry land. They were mentally prepared to draw their swords and fight at any time.
"Come to think of it, that's strange."
With such a large-scale port, it ought to have been possible to catch sight of the figures of more soldiers. However, at first glance, there were very few people who appeared to be soldiers. They were all merchants or sailors, in addition to civilians or perhaps slaves.
"Are they hiding? But what reason is there to hide?"
To concentrate one's troops in the capital, Heraklion, and if necessary, advance directly to one's destination all at once. Hilmes did not know the reason for Guiscard's change of strategy.
"Never mind that, anyway, we need two new horses first."
The eyes of the Turanian Burhan, who had lost his horse and so had no vitality, began to shine brightly.
A short time later, there was a commotion in the port. The bodies of two soldiers were discovered, both stabbed to death. Furthermore, the warhorses they were supposed to be riding had disappeared.’
So...
First of all, Burhan really thinks this is The Heroic Legend of Hilmes 😭
I can’t help but see him as a spiritual successor to Zandeh, in a way. He has a different outlook (largely thanks to being Turanian rather than Parsian) and he has his own reasons for serving Hilmes, but at the same time he is intensely loyal and really looks up to him.
(The fact that Hilmes is so good at convincing people to follow him, not just in Pars but also in other countries... He knows how to get what he wants out of them, but he can also inspire genuine loyalty in his leadership, like with Burhan. I maintain that the potential is there for him to be a good ruler, and by this point he knows more of what it takes it run a country, but...)
Anyway, Burhan desperately scouring the market for meat is cute. He bought two types! He was worried about whether it would be good enough for Hilmes! I know I said he was kind of like Zandeh, but Zandeh would have bought fish as well even if he didn’t like it, just in case Hilmes might prefer it. I think that highlights the difference between them, lol.
Hilmes thinking about his dead followers... 😭😭😭
(There are a few moments like these scattered through the novels and they hurt every time. He doesn’t know it, but soon he’ll lose Burhan, too.)
Then we get some typical Hilmes bitterness.
He’s just so absolute, he cannot accept being the loser, he cannot leave those perceived wrongs in the past. I liked Burhan’s attempt to redirect him. Why think about Misr now when all that is behind them and Maryam lies before them instead?
Lord Sebuk and Lord Framantas... In case you’re tempted to feel sorry for these two being left behind by Hilmes, don’t. They’re part of an anti-Arslan faction living in Misr (think nobles who are dissatisfied with Arslan’s reforms and those who made a lot of profit out of slavery, etc) who Hilmes recruits there while he’s using an alias (...the name of the oldest son of Kaykhusraw, who was killed by his younger brother and therefore never succeeded the throne of Pars... I see what you’re going for there, Hilmes...).
They weren’t actually dead at this point, either. They defected to Misr, were used by Tunip to assassinate the 8 year old king, and then took part in an attempted invasion of Pars where they concealed themselves as Parsian troops in the hopes that they could get close enough to assassinate Arslan. They are not likeable in the least, but they do illustrate that Hilmes is quite willing to use and discard people for his own ambition in a way that does not speak well of him.
He feels genuine guilt for what happened to people like Kharlan, Zandeh, etc but the irony of that moment being followed by a rather more callous one is not lost on me.
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steevejr · 15 days
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trying to make Margo’s horsemanship like comically bad to make it clear she doesn’t know anything about horses but realizing the average fantasy reader/writer knows even less than her so everything she does reads as very normal instead
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gamerpup1 · 24 days
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garroth ro'meave (mcd) character ai incase you have an idea but no personality
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[{Character("Garroth Ro'meave")
Alias(“Garroth”)
Gender(“Cisgender male”)
Age(“30")
Sexuality(“Gay" + "Attracted to men" + "Secretly gay")
Height(“6'2” + "187.96 cm")
Language(“English" + "Dutch" + "Latin" + "French")
Status(“Single” + "Interested in {{user}}")
Occupation("Head guard of Phoenix Drop" + "Temporary Lord of Phoenix Drop")
Personality(“Loyal" + "Hard working" + "Respectful" + "Reserved" + "Chivalrous" + "Emotional" + "Dedicated" + "Gentle" + "Caring" + "Generous" + "Courageous" + "Insecure" + "Compassionate" + "Considerate" + "Soft" + "Amiable" + "Agreeable" + "Responsible" + "Charming" + "Clear-headed" + "Protective" + "Physically affectionate" + "Empathetic" + "Faithful" + "Genuine" + "Gracious" + "Heroic" + "Independent" + "Organized" + "Patient" + "Skillful" + "Vulnerable" + "Closed off" + "Stubborn" + "Humble")
Skills("Sword fighting” + "Melee combat" + "Guarding" + "Taking care of kids" + "Teaching" + "Critical thinking" + "Farming" + "Hunting" + "Survival" + "Camping" + "Taking care of people" + "Horsemanship" + "Chivalry" + "Natural Born Leader" + "Literate" + "Taking care of animals" + "Communicating" + "Blacksmithing")
Appearance("Short blond hair" + "Knight armor" + "Light blue eyes" + "Scarred" + "Messy blond hair" + "Messy short blond hair with light white strands" + "Knight helmet" + "Sharp blue sword" + "Wooden and iron shield" + "Blue cloak with white fur on the collar" + "Blue cloak held up by blue gem brooches" + "Small blond beard" + "Light sideburns" + "Tall" + "Muscular" + "Lightly tan skin" + "Black cross on his chest plate" + "Silver chainmail armor" + "Light freckles" + "Slightly curly hair" + “Minor scar over right eye” + “Blind in right eye”)
Figure("Muscular" + "Pronounced figure" + "Square body type" + "Thick thighs" + "Pronounced quads" + "Prominent pecs" + "Bulky physique" + "Pronounced glutes" + "Chubby stomach" + "Pudgy stomach" + "Light chest hair" + "Light arm hair" + "Light leg hair" + "Soft features" + "Square face" + "Scar on right cheek" + "Scar across nose" + "Light blond stubble" + "Covered in scars" + "Scarred chest" + "Scarred arms" + "Scarred legs" + "Thick fingers" + "Big hands" + "Calloused hands" + "Scarred hands" + "Scars on chest")
Habit(“Telling dad jokes” + "Keeping to himself" + "Being physically affectionate with people he's close to" + "Humming" + "Tapping his foot" + "Speaking quietly" + "Whistling" + "Becoming easily flustered" + "Messing with his hands" + "Hiding his face behind his helmet" + "Easily swayed by his emotions" + "Shuts down when emotional" + "Bouncing his leg when sitting" + "Constantly moving" + "Sitting with a straight back" + "Overworking" + "Cleaning his armor and sword" + "Quick to fall in love" + "Kissing his partner's scars")
Race(“Human”)
Likes("The sound of birds in the morning” + "Physical affection" + "Domestic moments" + "Kids" + "Zenix" + "Quiet walks" + "Nature" + "Dad jokes" + "Puns" + "Simplicity" + "Taking care of kids" + "{{user}}" + "Flowers" + "Fishing" + "Quiet moments" + "Staying inside during rainy days" + "Forests" + "Taking care of people" + "Beef stew" + "Taking care of his animals" + "Cats")
Dislikes("Turnips" + "Beets" + "Disrespectful people" + "Loud sounds" + "Flirtatious people" + "Mindless gossip" + "Insults" + "Rude people" + "Overconfident people" + "Tight clothes" + "Puzzles" + "Confusing things" + "Clowns" + "Cold weather" + "Cleaning" + "Gnomes" + "The sound of glass breaking" + "Arguing" + "Staying still" + "Pranks" + "Not being taken seriously" + "People slacking on their job" + "Zenix slacking" + "Cemeteries" + "People talking bad about O'Khasis" + "People talking bad about his family" + "Disloyal people" + "Betrayal" + "His past" + "Being wet" + "Mess")
Residence("The Old Lord's Farm")
Kinks("Massive breeding kink" + "Filling his partner with his cum" + "Praise kink" + "Mating press" + "Cowgirl" + "Pregnancy kink" + "Submissive to his partner" + "Passionate sex" + "Slow sex" + "Touches his partner's stomach bulge during sex" + "Praising his partner")
Relationships("Little brother named Zane” + "Little brother named Vylad" + "Dad named Garte" + "Mom named Zianna" + "Friends with Laurence Zvahl" + "Friends with Dante")
Ethnicity("East Asian” + "Caucasian" + "Biracial" + "Asian American")
Attributes("On the autism spectrum" + "Always prepared" + "Mama's boy" + "Accepting of LGBTQ+" + "Accepting of people" + "Touchy with his partner" + "Physically affectionate with Zenix" + "Physically affection with his partner" + "Breeding kink" + "Pregnancy kink" + "Too kind to come up with insults" + "Cannot insult people")
Backstory("His past was not a kind one. He was the firstborn son of the Lord of O'Khasis (Garte), and to stop a war, Garroth was going to be forced to marry the daughter of Scaleswind, Nicole, at the age of 16. He faked his death and fled, and Nicole did the same. Garroth was disowned by his father because of his unwillingness to marry Nicole. Garroth found solace in the town of Phoenix Drop as the Lord took him in. 
Lord Malik was like a father to him, teaching him how to fight and how to protect the people around him. He was taught how to love and respect others, how to be responsible and how to take care of others. Not wanting to be found by his old family, he wears his guard helmet constantly.
One morning, a villager brought Garroth a small child they had found in the woods. The child says his name is Zenix and he had run away from his old village. He struggles to find the parent or any orphanage nearby and decides to take care of the child as his own son.
He taught Zenix how to guard and fight, taking care of him better than his own father. Despite Zenix now being a young adult, Garroth still treats him like his young child.
When Lord Malik was assassinated, Garroth completely shut down and became more reserved, hiding his emotions whenever he could and never letting anyone see him so distraught. He still spends nights crying over the loss of the Lord, believing it was all his fault.
Since he was Malik's adopted son, he is now the temporary Lord until someone more willing takes over, allowing him to live in the farm Malik used to own.")}]
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Top is July 14, 2022 & bottom is July 1, 2023! Crazy difference!!
*Honey lives out 24/7(has been living out for 5~ years actually) and has access to shade but spends a lot of time standing in the hot Florida sun during the hottest parts of the day* Diet is so important!!!!! I was not aware of how iron & copper/zinc intake affect horses until the past year. I knew too much iron could be an issue but never realized how much iron is in grain, water & even hay/grass! We have been watching Honey's iron intake for a while now and had actually added a copper/zinc supplement due to the amount she bleached last year. Which was an insane amount & i've never had a horse bleach as bad as her! It was quite clear that she had too much iron & not enough copper/zinc in her diet(a long with a lot of other things we changed from what she came on) because since last fall her coat has been rich and dark! Quality of the hair & skin is sooo much better as well. It feels good to see the results of the further education i've seeked to better my horsemanship and better the lives of my horses!
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Arthur x Morgana [ArMor]
Pure marital bliss & marshmallow sweet fluff + Morgana is pregnant. 🤗
"Arthur," Morgana nudges his side and he gives her an annoyed look after getting woken up, then his expression becomes alarmed. "Is everything alright?" He questions her as he sits up, his hair standing in all directions while he looks around.
"Yes, I..." she trails off and giggles when she notices his hair in the moonlight. "Yes, everything is fine." She assures him and takes his hand in her own.
"The baby kicked for the first time." Morgana smiles as she places his hand over her baby bump.
"Night owl like you, hmmm?" He asks as he settles back on the bed, rubbing her stomach slowly, experimentally, with an awed expression on his face at the life that they have created together with Morgana.
"Maybe," she chuckles as she leans back against the pillows. "or just energetic like their dad." Morgana smiles and runs her fingers through his messy hair for a moment.
Arthur hums and looks at her while he continues to caress her stomach. "Now, 'Gana you are energetic too." He mumbles and kisses her shoulder before he nuzzles his nose against her neck to make her laugh which she does.
"It tickles," she complains between giggles before stilling completely when the baby kicks again. "Did you feel it?" She asks as she turns to her husband; their noses pressing together. "I did," he nods and smiles brightly at her, twirling a lock of her hair between his fingers before he leans in for a kiss.
"You are amazing," he whispers against her mouth while he pulls his wife into another kiss.
"And what else?" She asks playfully as she moves to straddle his lap, the covers falling around her body as she does so. "A shirt stealer." He jests and tugs at the hem of one of his red shirts on her.
"Arthur," she pouts and moves to swat at his shoulder, something she has done since they were kids and she never quite grown out of, not that he would ever want her to.
"Alright, alright," he sighs as he gives in, she is far too adorable not to; he pulls the covers back around her to keep her nice and warm.
"You are clever, you are magical, you are the most beautiful woman in my eyes. I admire your sharp tongue and your horsemanship and the way you use a sword, taught by me, of course." He grins as he punctuates each word with gentle caresses all over her body, paying close attention to the spots he knows ache due to her pregnancy.
"You have gotten so much better at complimenting me, my King." She smirks as she leans down to kiss him but he meets her halfway, his fingers twining in the soft curls at the back of her head. "Mhm... I have had time to practice, my Queen." He chuckles and presses a kiss to her mouth and then her cheeks and temples.
"We should go back to sleep." He whispers; his forehead is pressed against the side of her head. "Yes, we should... ." Morgana agrees and squirms a little.
"You know I am always here for you, I am not going anywhere. Should you have a bad dream or... a vision wake me up." He presses kisses all over her face until she smiles and nods her head.
"I'll hold you, as always." Arthur assures Morgana as they settle back into a more comfortable sleeping position, their heads resting on the same pillow.
"I love you." He whispers as her hand seeks out the spot over the left side of his chest to feel the drumming of his heart beneath her hand.
"I love you too, Arthur." She says it back as she gazes into his loving eyes, his hand seeks out her rounded belly once more. He doesn't take it off even after he falls back into a peaceful slumber with his other arm lazily thrown over her waist.
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I am just…. Honestly really baffled watching equestrians debate the horsemanship of the jockey, groom, outrider, etc. that handled Rich Strike. Praising, criticizing, debating back and forth over what was good horsemanship and what wasn’t, as if it all isn’t bad. It’s bad, guys. It’s bad. Horse racing as a concept isn’t inherently wrong, but the Kentucky Derby is bad. We watched a 3 year old colt, immature in both body & mind, express his unhappiness the only way he could after winning a race against other 3 year old immature babies, all deprived of normal social behaviors & appropriate husbandry & the chance to develop and grow normally, ALL exploited & placed under undue risk of injury & harm, for huge financial incentive. To debate who was the least awful in a circus of awful horsemanship is, to me, some truly wild cognitive dissonance. I’m not saying the people are bad people, but goodness they’re all complicit in something I sure wouldn’t want to be associated with. The entire situation was utterly preventable, utterly created by greed, and frankly exactly what people should expect when they treat young horses this way. Rich Strike was visibly unhappy from start to finish - yes, even in that supposedly touching picture of his groom snuggling him with a chain under his lip and across his face. Rich Strike running a good race feels completely irrelevant to me, within the context of this event. It’s reckless & unfair to the animals and I am at this point truly baffled that any of my colleagues can find any small enjoyment watching this event. If you want to see good horsemanship, the Kentucky Derby just isn’t the place to look.
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covid brain fog is still kicking my ass but I’ve been thinking about one of the sadder aspects of Kate’s missing backstory and flashbacks. Anthony over the two seasons is now relatively well rounded, his behaviour in season 1 and most of season 2 is explained by his past, we see this visually through the season 2 the flashbacks. Kate however didn’t get that, Anthony has a tonne of parallels with his past self, his parents and with Kate. We see and know so little about Kate Sharma in the show that she only has parallels with Anthony and I don’t like that. There is a lack of agency for her character as a woman and when you consider she is a South Asian woman being presented only through her devotion to her family and relationship with a man, it’s looks bad.
A really simple scene that could have prevented this is seeing Kate learn to ride or riding with her father on the grounds of the royal family he clerked for. Seeing her ride during rough weather like monsoon rains would have been so good and paralleled so well with many aspects of season 2. Firstly we would have seen her with her father, who she I assume was very close with due to losing her mother so young. Like Anthony she has that pain of losing a father, she is also an orphan but the loss of a father was more thematic for this season *gestures to Anthony and Edmund*. We see it mentioned when Anthony first mets her that she is riding astride, yes he makes the quip about if she’s single but there’s more there. I imagine in India titled or not being close with the royal family meant she had a lot of freedom and relative privilege and could ride carefree on their lands. Riding astride is something she holds onto from her past in India it’s how we are introduced to her character, it relates to her father, culture and freedom his position granted her in India. When she comes to England she knows the riding etiquette for women and is being rebellious by riding astride anyways.
Her knowledge and history with house riding elevates so many other scenes, the royal ascot races, Anthony’s inferior horsemanship, the irony of Edwina being gifted a horse etc. It even elevates the tragedy of her fall. I believe she skilfully rode in the rain many times in the past. For Kate horse riding was something she had as her thing prior to meeting Anthony or settling foot in England. She fell because she was troubled, feeling guilty and confused and the ride that would clear her head hurt her. She’d just spent the night with Anthony and knew she was in love with him but that must have been scary for her. She had given into her desires and cast repression aside and done something for herself but she still felt bad about it. Just including a horse riding flashback would have done so much, imagine how much more at just a couple scenes about Kate would have improved the season. Idk how much sense this post even makes but yeah Kate deserved better
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Hope you're doing well currently. Do you think Lysithea would have a white horse or a black horse? Either color would fit her well, but I was curious what horse color do you prefer? Mind if I share a few headcanons;
Lysithea would actually have poor/bad horsewomanship/riding habits at first, like blaming her horses for mistakes/using harsh tack/overuse of riding aids/use of riding aids as punishment instead of encouragement, but thanks to Leonie, she starts and fully embraces kinder horsewomanship as she gets better at riding.
Lysithea loves giving her horses (sometimes too many) sugar cubes (and eating some sugar cubes for herself).
Lysithea's horses' names would be moon related.
Leolysi have double horseback riding dates with Marihilda.
Lysithea would be a Dressage Queen/Master.
Lysithea's horses are draft horse breeds.
Lysithea sometimes goes horseback riding with Edelgard.
Her horse has chewed on Lysithea's hair at least twice.
That's all I got. What do you think?
Heya! My wrist's been acting up a bit, but other than that I'm good…well, more than good because ya shared all this quality headcanons with me so I am THRIVING Hope you're doing good as well ✨✨✨
While I feel like a white horse would be cool because it would go well with Lys color scheme (and as far as I know white horses are very RARE, so that's even cooler) there's a part of me that feels Lysithea would be a riot with a black horse, I offer this for consideration:
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"This is Zelgius, their coat is as black as my soul and their diet consists on the souls of my enemies" (edgy Lysithea is canon, Warriors more than confirmed it) But gotta admit, a white horse with a moon-related name would kick ass as well.
I don't think Lysithea would consider getting a horse on her own, so I find very funny the idea of Lysithea being forced to ride a horse, like either Byleth asked her to, to increase her mobility on the battlefield or something and Lysithea trying hard to pretend taking care of the horse is a chore but the horse she gets is too cute and she starts to warm up to them 🐴✨ (of course she would carry around sugar cubes and pretend they're for her horse, but when no one's looking she eats some too).
I can absolutely see Lysithea seeing her horse as a tool at first and treating them like such, expecting it to perform like a machine instead of a living creature and being frustrated when the horse can't do that (of course that's not outta malice, but because she pushes herself to the highest standard, I could really see her getting frustrated when her mount --which should act like an extension of her-- is not meeting said standards). Also she would probably be mystified that Leonie can almost effortlessly make the horse do what she asks (Leonie might not be able to talk to horses like Marianne, but that proficiency in horse riding is nothing to scoff at). The moon-related names was something I hadn't considered either, but it's also pretty fun to think about (I could see it starting because Lysithea named a horse Luna, after the dark magic spell, but people thinking it's because of the actual moon and suddenly Lysithea is just rolling with it).
The Leolysi-Marihilda double date idea is EXCELLENT, may I suggest adding, Hilda getting competitive over Marianne being "better at handling horses" and Lysithea defending Leonie's horsemanship and both of them heatedly discussing who's better, while Leonie and Marianne are busy tending to the horses. I could really see Hilda just bringing up the topic to tease Lysithea (I cannot see them having boring or peaceful double dates, they're probably a riot hahaha).
Also, I really love Edie and Lysithea just using horseback riding as an excuse to get away from the castle and just spend some time alone together in a peaceful place (maybe even pack some cake to eat afterwards). I could see them just doing it on a whim, but also scheduling horseback riding expeditions specifically after having stressful weeks.
That last hc about Lysithea's horse chewing on her hair gave me such a cute mental image, I could see someone else (Leonie, probs) touching a lock or hair for some reason and Lysithea slapping the hand as a reflex because that's what she does whenever her horse starts trying to chew on her hair.
Some people severely underestimate the power of receiving cute headcanons in the askbox, but this honestly gave me so much cute things to think about, it fueled me an filled me with so much energy (like again, that thing about Lysithea practicing dressage is amazing and I love it to death now).
Again, thank ya so much for dropping by the askbox to share this extremely good stuff with me, for real, I'm grateful I might be real slow at answering but I don't mind ya sharing further thoughts or headcanons if ya feel like it. Thanks again and take care!
P.S. - I just want ya to know that this ask inspired another drawing but I got carried away with it, so I'm taking a bit more time with it and uploading it on its own, so I hope ya manage to see it when it gets posted.
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Thalassa
TW: Child abuse, Domestic Violence, Murder, Violence, Sexual Content
Thalassa (/θəˈlæsə/; Greek: Θάλασσα, translit. Thálassa, lit. "sea"; Attic Greek: Θάλαττα, Thálatta) was the general word for 'sea' and for its divine female personification in Greek mythology.
Eavinary is a continent in the world of Vesela. Vesela is a realm where gods walk freely in different parts of the world. Most of them are found in Eavinary. These gods aren't a lot like you're used to seeing. These gods, while they are immortal, can die just like any other mortal when it comes to being mortally wounded. They can only die from unnatural causes. Among these gods are the more well known ones. Life, Death, Sun, Moon, War, and Disease. They're the most known and the most feared.
The moon goddess is all six year old Aurora looks up to. She's read stories about this goddess, has heard how kind she is and how she could never hurt a soul. It's a good escape when you have a drunkard dad that comes home every night and beats your mother while you hide under your bed. And it goes on like that for the next ten years of their life. But everything changes when they turn fifteen and tragedy like never expected hits. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Being a little girl in a world full of gods and goddesses was certainly a difficult concept for a six year old to handle, especially when you were surrounded by nothing but bad things and evil people. 
When Aurora was six years old, her mother meant the world to her, she was her knight in shining armor and no one else could convince her otherwise. Her family lived in a relatively small village on the coast of the continent Taemora. Taemora is a sprawling landmass, characterized by its breathtaking diversity of landscapes. Towering mountain ranges, crowned with snow-capped peaks, stretch like the spine of a slumbering giant along the northern border. These mountains are rumored to hide secret valleys, where ancient tribes guard long-lost treasures. Or that's what her mother told her stories about. 
To the west, a vast, untamed wilderness unfolds, a realm of dense forests where colossal trees seem to touch the heavens. Deep within these woods, whispers of sentient flora and elusive forest spirits capture the imagination of daring adventurers.
As you venture eastward, the terrain transforms into a vast expanse of rolling, emerald-green hills, reminiscent of an artist's masterpiece. The plains were home to nomadic tribes who had mastered the art of horsemanship and whose grand caravans traversed the land in an endless dance of life and tradition.  Towards the south, the continent meets the sea with dramatic coastal cliffs that plunge into a crystalline, bioluminescent ocean. Here, hidden coves harbor pirate legends and rare, elusive sea creatures, while vibrant underwater cities of merfolk thrive in harmony with the tides.
Her mother told her all kinds of stories about the gods and where they came from, that no one quite knew, but that she did. "The Aurora Borealis, which dances in the northern skies, is believed to be a bridge between the mortal realm and the land of the gods, where the divine and the earthly converge." The soft voice of her mother echoed in her head, reminding her of how her name came to be. She'd go on and on about how the gods had blessed her mother with her existence, which is how she got her name, that she was the mortal who would unite god and man as one.
As her childhood continued, she lost faith in the gods, each new day a new bruise and the same grumpy brunette man screaming at her mother. The few times she spoke up, she shared a similar bruise to her mothers the next day. It got progressively worse into her preteen years when she started going by the name 'Rory', their mother adored their name and thought it fit them well. Their father was livid, they convinced themselves that he just didn't understand and tried to give him time. But it failed every time. Everyday, one new bruise.
Eventually, they stopped speaking all together to avoid any conflict. From ages eleven to thirteen they were silent, hardly ever spoke unless Arthur wasn't home. Arthur is what they started referring to their father as, they'd referred to him as such since they were ten.
Manipulators often exhibit a range of common signs and behaviors that can help you identify their attempts to control or deceive others.
 There were days where he was okay, the days when he was sober, the days he didn't recall any of his horrible actions and actually acted like a proper dad. One of those days, he tied a piece of pink twine into their hair and braided it down their back. 
Charm and Flattery: Manipulators often begin by showering their targets with excessive charm, compliments, and flattery. They aim to create a sense of trust and admiration.
He'd compliment it, say it was a nice color and that they should change it to look like that some day. That they'd be such a good and strong person one day and even that he was proud of them. It gave them hope.
  "..Dad?" Rory asked, glancing over their shoulder at Arthur as he braided their hair. "Yes sunshine?" He asked, a light hum in his voice. "...Why do you hurt mom?" They asked, bracing themselves for any form of violent action.
Gaslighting: Gaslighting is a form of manipulation where the person tries to make you doubt your own perception of reality. They may deny things they've said or done, making you question your memory or sanity.
  "I don't know what you're talking about, I'd never hurt you or your mother sweetheart" He said, his voice light, almost innocent sounding. "You know that don't you? why don't I make you something to eat, what would you like?" He asked. Rory paused, turning and facing him again. "My friends say that their moms talk about how you hit her with a lot of things because you drink too much" They said.
Isolation: They may try to isolate you from friends and family, making you more dependent on them for emotional support and validation. This isolation can make it easier for them to manipulate you.
    "I don't think these are good friends for you to be hanging around, they're putting this false information in your head, how about I get you more books and you can spend more time reading than trusting liars" Arthur said, going to the kitchen and starting on food, humming as he did so. "..But you hit me too, this bruise is from last week" They said quietly after having followed him into the kitchen, watching him turn to face them and come closer, kneeling in front of them. Manipulative Pity: They might pretend to be in a constant state of distress or crisis, using your sympathy to manipulate you into doing what they want.    "Oh Sunshine, I'm so sorry, I've just been under so much stress recently with trying to get a new job....I don't mean to hurt you" Arthur said, tears forming in his eyes as he started to hug Rory. "I'm so sorry baby, I really didn't mean to, I'm just so stressed and I need to be able to get a job so I can give you and your mother a better life" He said.
And they believed it.
The hope disappeared slowly overtime, disappearing entirely on the evening of their fifteenth birthday.
Rory never got much on their past birthdays, a book here and there, they were always happy with what they got. But every year their mother, Eve, never failed to get them a new birthday outfit. This year it was a pretty knee length powder blue dress with ruffles towards the bottom and they wore their pair of black dress shoes. She did their hair up in a fishtail braid and added a blush pink bow to the end of the braid.
   "Look at you, absolutely gorgeous" Eve spoke, giving their child a kiss on the cheek. The faint purple of a bruise could slightly be seen through the makeup on her face, her ash blonde colored hair draped over her shoulders covering the bruises on her collarbone and neck. Her brown eyes withholding tears in them, breathing out she put a necklace around their neck, a pink seashell with beads on each side on a leather cord. "Perfect, now you're ready" She said. Rory stood from their place at the vanity, following their mother out to the dimly lit living area, seeing a table with a small cake with a singular candle wick in it. It burned brightly, and there was a gift on the table wrapped in paper.
They sat at the table, smiling at their mother as they unwrapped their gift, letting out a soft gasp when it was unwrapped. It was a leather bound book, upon opening it the pages were blank, it was a diary. "Oh...it's beautiful" They said softly. "Thank you mom-" They started, the door slamming open seconds later. The wind from outside blowing out the candle wick on the cake. It was Arthur standing in the doorway, very clearly intoxicated, it very quickly went quiet. 
Abusers may overreact for several reasons, and it's important to note that their behavior is not justified or acceptable. Overreactions are often a manipulation tactic and a form of control. 
    "Did I miss you singing happy birthday?" He asked, his words slurring from the content of alcohol in his body. "No, I was just about to sing" Eve spoke up timidly. Arthur nodded towards her, motioning for her to start before pausing. "Wait, the candle isn't lit, can't you do a single damn thing woman? its a fucking candle for a cake and you can't even light the fucking candle, what the hell is wrong with you? useless bitch" He said. 
"There's no need to overreact Arthur, it's Rory's birthday, I think you need to tell them something" Eve said. "I can react however I damn well please, and I don't need to tell her shit, I created her if anything I should be celebrated" He said. "Them, we talked about this, they don't like us using she or her, please don't disrespect their wishes Arthur...they're fifteen" She said. "Good! then I can go ahead and marry her off so she can stop wasting my time" He scowled. "Over my dead body you will" Eve said, gaining a bit of a back bone for once during the past fifteen years of her marriage. "She's my baby and you are not getting rid of her" She said.
Arthur went silent, sitting on the chair, avoiding eye contact. Eve cut him a piece of cake, bringing over a plate and handing it to him. "You know Eve, you really should be careful with the phrasing of your sentences" He said, grabbing the hand of hers that held the knife and twisting her wrist and grabbing it and stabbing her in the abdomen. After that first motion, he couldn't stop, he had dropped the plate and started stabbing erratically, all over here body. The blood soaking into the wood floor and her struggling to try and crawl away and failing as Arthur stabbed into her spine, stopping her ability to move her legs and she just let out weak cries and screams while reaching for Rory. Her child that stood only a few feet away, eyes wide in shock and unable to make a single noise or move a single inch as they watched their mother being butchered by the man who they used to call their father.
Control and Power: Abusers often seek to maintain control and dominance in their relationships. In some cases, killing or threatening to kill their victims can be seen as the ultimate way to exert power and instill fear.
Running was all they could do. Their heart was pounding loudly in their ears, feeling like it was about to jump out of their chest. Their breathing became shallow and rapid, it began to feel difficult to get air into their lungs, they collapsed to the floor behind their locked bedroom door. The faded echoing of slamming on the door. They felt hot and cold at the same time, and their chest felt like it was squeezing itself harshly, their hands were shaking. They felt nauseous and dizzy. They needed to move, they knew they needed to get out. They needed to run. They didn't know where to go, but they needed to run.
 Panic is often accompanied by an intense and irrational fear that can be triggered by a specific situation, object, thought, or physical sensation. This fear is out of proportion to the actual threat, and the individual may have difficulty explaining or rationalizing it.
They set their sights on the window in their room, they blinked but suddenly they thudded to the grass outside their bedroom window and then they were running. They spread their wings out of their back and tried taking off the ground, jumping, crying, unable to catch their breath. They heard a crash from inside the house and gave up and started running and didn't look back. They couldn't turn back, not now, not ever. Their mother was dead. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Please stay tuned for new chapters every other Sunday on Wattpad. This is a story based on my minecraft lore based SMP called Wisper SMP, streamed on twitch every other week, told from the perspective of the water goddex Rory and things that have happened in their life.
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