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bdzonthareel · 4 months

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Wonka

Cynicism: a belief that ideas are motivated purely by self-interest; this was my thought process going to the origin story of Willy Wonka. I have more than my fair share of soulless cash grab backstories long before starting my career as a film critic, so I came in to this with a heavy amount of skepticism.

After seeing the first trailer I groaned in a manner similar to an allergic reaction, I came into this movie prepared to be underwhelmed. Funny thing about expectations, sometimes they surprise you.

Wonka is the origin story of the future enigmatic candy mogul, Willy Wonka; he travels to the legendary Gourmet Gallery with only is suitcase and his dreams of making the world’s greatest chocolate in his very own shop.

This movie was a much needed shot of serotonin, and I don’t use that statement lightly.

I guess I should get the negatives out of the way first, because they were few but absolutely need to be pointed out.

I can’t stand the “white savior” trope, and there is a subplot where it’s used and I could have done without it.

Timothee’ Chalamet, is an amazing actor as the title character, but he’s a milquetoast singer. With the exception of “Pure Imagination” I was not impressed by the songs that he led.

His more emotional scenes felt disingenuous at times, the performance while trying to combine the energy of Johnny Depp and the late great Gene Wilder, leaned more towards the former which was a disservice to the character.

All that aside, everyone in this cast gave entertaining performances regardless of my complaints.

Chalamet’s Wonka performance while somewhat derivative was overall delightful, adding a level of charm and whimsy that the character is known for throughout every incarnation.

Hugh Grant brought his dry salty wit as Lofty the Oompah Loompah.

The trio of Patterson Joseph, Matt Lucas and Matthew Bayton were hilarious as the bumbling trio of antagonists Slugworth, Prodnose, and Ficklegruber respectively.

Callah Lane, was delightful in role as the precocious Noodle.

Olivia Colman and Tom Davis as Mrs. Scrubbit and Mr. Bleecher reminded me of characters from Annie and Les Miserables which is not a negative, but it definitely left an impression.

Keegan Michael Key brought his comedic charm and timing to the role of the chief of police. Some of the gags involving him could have been disastrous, but I was pleasantly surprised by how tasteful they were.

The visuals were as colorful as the sweets from Wonka’s factory, the settings were magnificent In their diversity, Director Paul King has an amazing eye for mood and setting.

The music composed by Joby Talbot and Neil Hannon, was a spectrum of emotion. The songs were all toe tappers, and I highly recommend copping the OST.

And the choreography is just as solid, sadly I could not find the credits for it as of this writing.

Most importantly Willy Wonka’s mystique is left fully in tact. Paul King and co-writer Simon Faranby, understood what a lot of prequel writers don’t, not every question needs an answer. Willy Wonka just is, and I love that they understand that.

I couldn’t stop smiling as the film continued, it’s warm cup of hot cocoa on a winter’s day and I highly recommend checking it out this holiday season.

Wonka gets a very solid 4 out of 5.

#movie review #hollywood #wonka 2023 #wonka #willy wonka #timothée chalamet #hugh grant #oompa loompa #chocolate factory #imax films

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haunted-headset · 6 months

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☆Callahan's POV☆

Two hours after Astrid's POV...

Callahan sat on his bed, his stomach audibly grumbling. He had missed lunch at school that day due to his father's forgetfulness in buying groceries, a recurring issue. To add to that, he had skipped breakfast, & the hunger pangs were now so severe that he feared passing out.

"Callahan!" his dad shouted from the living room. "Get yo' ass in here!"

He stood up from his bed with a heavy sigh. As he rose, his knees almost gave out & he grasped onto his bedside drawer for balance. He hadn't had a decent meal in almost two days & had only been surviving on water. Consequently, he was famished & feeling feeble. After inhaling deeply, he gradually made his way to the living room.

"Yeah, Dad?" he asked, pulling off his red hoodie.

"Get the groceries," his dad said, taking a puff of his cigarette. His eyes were glued to the football game on the TV.

He opened his mouth to say something, but he decided not to. He was too tired to deal with his dad's bullshit. He put on his shoes & whistled for his dog.

"Pablo! Come here!" Callahan called out. The enthusiastic Bernese Mountain dog trotted downstairs over to Callahan & let out a bark. "Quiet down, Pablo. Sit," Callahan instructed, and the obedient dog complied as usual. Callahan then attached the leash to Pablo's collar, grabbed a grocery bag, and headed out the door.

As he made his way to the Niño Feliz Market, he saw a group of girls from his high school pass him. He saw one particular girl in general: Destiny Blevins, Sagitta High School's cheer captain & one of the most annoying girls in the school.

From their preschool days, Destiny had a crush on Callahan after he kindly offered her his seat on the rug. Unfortunately, as most people from school knew, Callahan did not feel the same way. Despite her persistent attempts to flirt with him, she failed every time.

"Oh! Hey, Cally," Destiny said with a giggle, stopping in her tracks. Pablo growled at the girl. Callahan sighed & waved. She curled one of her dreadlocks around her finger.

"So, how's your day been?" Cal said with a forced friendliness to his tone.

"Better now that you're here," she said with an overexaggerated giggle. He had to resist the urge to not roll his eyes. He simply forced a smile & said, "That's good! I've got to go now, so I'll see you around."

"Bye, Cally! I'll miss you," she said with a wink. She walked back over to her group of friends & loudly said, "Oh my God, he totally likes me! We're soulmates at this point! Do you think he'll ask me to prom? OMG, he totally will." He waited until they were out of earshot to laugh at how untrue this statement was.

When he finally reached the market, he tied Pablo's leash to a pole & went inside.

"Hola, Callahan!" Rodrigo, the store owner, said happily. "¿Cómo ha sido tu día?"

"My day's been good," Callahan smiled. "How's your day been, man?"

"Not terrible," he laughed. "Not too many people came in."

"Ah, that sucks!" Callahan said as he grabbed the necessary items for the week & one unnecessary item, which was a watermelon Monster drink. "Do you need any extra tips?"

"You're too kind, Callahan, but no gracias," Rodrigo said with a smile. Callahan came up to the register & bought the items. When he was about to leave, Rodrigo grabbed his shoulder gently. "You've got a heart of gold, Callahan. Remember that, mi hijo. & if you ever need somewhere to stay if that awful father of yours does something, don't hesitate to come into the store, okay?"

"Okay," Callahan smiled. "Thank you, Rodrigo."

"Anytime," he returned the smile. He added jokingly, "Now, off with ya! ¡Haz algo genial, muchacho!"

He laughed & shook Rodrigo's hand. In unison, they both said, "¡Adiós, amigo mío! ¡Aprovecha el día!" It was a tradition the two had created when Callahan was a young boy. He grabbed his bag of things, untied Pablo's leash, & went back home.

☆ ☆ ☆

It was 10 pm & Callahan was still awake. He couldn't sleep due to the sound of his dad arguing with his grandma over the phone. His dad was hurling every insult in the book at his grandma & he wanted to cry. He knew why they were arguing & it was such a stupid reason. His grandma had wanted custody of Callahan ever since his mom died of cancer when he was seven, & his dad didn't agree. So, every night, the two would argue until after midnight.

"Okay, I'm done with this shit," Cal murmured to himself, going downstairs. He went up to his dad & grabbed the phone out of his hand. "Dad. Enough."

His dad looked at Cal with red eyes. "What did you say to me, boy?"

"Leave Grandma alone," he said sternly. "She's a kind lady & doesn't deserve your bullshit."

He yanked the phone from Cal's hands, hung up, & threw it at Cal's nose. Cal heard a very soft pop & he soon felt blood trickling from his nostril. He stared at his father with shock & with fury. His dad was a bad, neglectful man, but he had never injured Callahan. Never in his life. He ran upstairs to his room & shoved a few tissues up his nostril to stop the bleeding as he quietly packed a suitcase. Pablo sniffed his hair as if he were asking, Why are you doing this?

"I made a promise to myself when I was younger that I would get away from this house if Dad ever hit me," he said to Pablo as if the two of them were having a normal, human conversation. "& I intend to keep that promise." He made sure all of the necessities were packed in his suitcase before peeking downstairs. His father was passed out on the couch. He ran upstairs, grabbed his suitcase, put Pablo on a leash, then ran downstairs & left, closing the front door quietly behind him.

He smiled & looked at Pablo. "We're on the run now, Pablo. You excited?"

Pablo licked his palm & Cal laughed. "I'll take that as a yes."

& with that, they left their old live behind & didn't look back.

#creative writing #original story #story #stories #fiction #fiction writing #novel #original writing #writing #writers corner #writers on tumblr #aspiring writer

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lilacsofthedead · 6 months

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Hey there folks! It's been a while, but anyone interested in a star wars/Trekkie/Mass Effect type OC scifi setting?

The edges still need smoothing out - I adore being ask questions, it really helps me worldbuild, and I'm not great at the minutae of galactic politics even though I can spin out characters like a mfer. I also have a list of characters (by no way definitive, I'm always happy to make yet more) and a handful of loose plot ideas and tropes I like.

I'd prefer you to be playing a human OC, mostly because I love interspecies friendships and romances, and it would be nice for such a pair to get along. I'm not particularly against nfsw scenes, but unless we immediately click really really well, I like to go for slow burn going into anything like that.

Htmu for current OCs and their associated species

Some plot ideas (with the species most suited):

First contact at school - early contact on earth, the Womperjess send many of their adolescents and juveniles to earth schools and colleges to learn alongside human youths. Maybe be someone helping them settle in?

Mixed species pan-planetary university, settling into dorms and making friends (Doll!Azurite, Womperjess, Karsp)

Fresh off the dirt - Adventures of the JIS Calliope, cargo hauler and occasional asteroid miner. (See OC list for Jute and Falcia crew members, other species besides human welcome.)

Escaping the past (Helping Callah, raptori former slave, flee from his former owners)

Black ops and dirty deals (Karsp and Ostrom, as well as Ajax the Jute) - hiring dangerous people for dangerous work or working with them. They probably need a good medic, in their line of work.

Corporate intrigue - famous Javeen heiress seeks encouraging, plain-speaking friend and/or private investigator to help reconnect with her estranged, prideful, brilliant cousin. (Other species besides human welcome.)

I'm a MASSIVE sucker for hurt/comfort heavy on the comfort end - I really like fixing up hurt characters, but I haven't the stomach for a lot of detailed whump like some of y'all. Mostly I just like people getting along and fighting together against the odds.

As to myself, I'm a bisexual 34 year old transman (you anti-queer, don't look here) living in the UK, and you can call me Mal. I prefer to RP via email ([email protected]) or gdocs, but I will attempt Discord only on the promise that no posts will be deleted without warning, except for those misposted or misclicked, if that makes sense. I've had some bad experiences.

Don't hesitate to hit me up and I hope we have fun!

#courage dear heart #rpme #rp ad #oc rp #it me #insp #aliens #sci fi #the world decays in circles

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bruiisedpetals · 6 months

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𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐨𝐫, 𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐰𝐲𝐧𝐞. 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐰𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞. 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐰𝐲𝐧𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫; 𝐯𝐢𝐤, 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚, 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚, 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐡.

CAPTAIN WELLS REDWYNE † .. deceased, over two decades years ago. he was the second cousin of the ruling lord of the arbor and one of the most respected ship captains of the arbor fleet, captain redwyne was presumed dead when, for reasons that were never clear, his ship capsized and sunk beneath the waves along with two other arbor ships. [..] LADY VICTARIA REDWYNE .. the widow of captain redwyne, her mind has turned soft in the years since her husbands' death, she resides in the family home with dedicated carers as she is prone to forgetfulness, wandering away, and becoming lost. sadly she no longer remembers her children and, for the most part, is easily upset and confused.

SER VIK REDWYNE .. the eldest son of his parents and like his father, a talented seafarer, he very much takes after his father but he has his mothers' blue eyes; he is named after her. vik entirely earned his position within the arbor fleet but has attained a similar reputation to his father. a talented fighter and more, he was knighted, and is now often at the side of his third cousin, lord garland redwyne, as somewhat of a guard.

LADY WELLA BEESBURY .. secondborn child, first daughter. named for her father and now a lady of house beesbury of honeyholt, born almost directly after her elder brother they were often mistaken for twins. she married the secondborn son of house beesbury, lord perrin, when she was twenty, and they now have three children together.

LADY ELENA SALTCLIFFE .. thirdborn child. born with sea-water in her blood and a love of sailing, it seemed perfect when it was arranged for her to wed the heir of house saltcliffe, lord byron saltcliffe, who was already a tenured captain. at nineteen she relocated to the iron islands and specifically to the island of saltcliffe and since then she has carved a mighty name for herself with her prowess at sea, as a lady, and is regarded as an ironborn. they have five children together.

BRENN REDWYNE .. fourthborn, second son. a builder in the nights watch, he was given a choice between losing his hands or taking the black when he was seventeen after being caught committing a succession of crimes including theft and assault.

LADY CALLAH CHESTER .. fifth & lastborn. the youngest child happened to forge a semi-love match with the secondborn son of house chester of greenshield after the two adolescents met at a nameday celebration in the arbor. callah was sent to the shield island of greenshield when she was a teenage, as a hosted guest and an intended bride to the house, spending three years there before eventually marrying lord maron chester. [..] connection. there was a discussion at one point of callah redwyne wedding lord heir dorren mormont (@sovlbound) of bear island, and the two houses met. callah eventually confessed that she and her once-childhood sweetheart, lord maron, wished to marry, and the discussion of the potential union was ended without issue; the two houses parting without ill feelings.

canon names reflect [got] timeline .. details remain the same regardless of verse.

#(``) vik redwyne . history #(``) vik redwyne . rel. all sisters #(``) vik redwyne . rel. all family

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bruiisedpetals-a · 1 year

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𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐤 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐰𝐲𝐧𝐞 + 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧.

ser vik redwyne is the second cousin, once removed, of ser ryam redwyne ( a 38-year age difference ) ; who served king jaehaerys and king viserys’ both as lord commander of the kingsguard. vik’s father , captain wells redwyne , died at sea when he was eight years old. wells was a respected captain in the famed arbour fleet and a dear cousin of ser ryam redwyne. sadly their mother , victaria , was driven near mad with grief at the loss , suffering from a depression following her most recent child brenn , and so could not care for herself nor her children.

vik and his four younger siblings; wella, elena, callah and brenn were all fostered by house redwyne at the urging of ser ryam. though all the redwyne men were at court by this time , ser ryam was invested in the care and education his second cousins having sworn off his own wife and children years prior when he became a member of the kingsguard — ryam was forty-six years old when vik became a ward.

his three younger sisters would marry — respectively into house beesbury of honeyholt , house saltcliffe of saltcliffe and house chester of greenfield ... whilst his brother, brenn, was sent to the nights watch as a criminal. during this time vik traveled to court with aspirations towards knighthood like that of his lord commander cousin ryam, which he achieved through tenacity and skill.

h.o.t.d. lineage & notes: he is a descendant of lord manfryd redwyne, who was master of ships & lord admiral under king jaehaerys i targaryen, manfryd was succeeded by lord corlys velaryon. vik is second cousin, once removed of manfryd’s son ser ryam redwyne, who helped raise him as a ward of house redwyne. ser ryam served as lord commander of the kingsguard under both kings jaehaerys i and viserys i targaryen. upon his death, ryam was succeeded at his post as lord commander by ser criston cole.

brief timeline: vik redwyne is born in 80 AC , he journeys to kings landing to squire in 96 AC , he is knighted in 98 AC.

full book-based timeline details below spanning the years 42 AC , 60 AC & through 80 AC - 105 AC — including canon details and vik’s relevant details for ease of reference.

42 AC ; ser ryam redwyne is born. 60 AC ; ser ryam redwyne is named to the kingsguard.

the removed redwyne's birth. children of capt. wells redwyne & victaria redwyne 80 AC ; vik redwyne is born , princess gael targaryen is also born this year. 81 AC ; wella redwyne is born , prince daemon targaryen is born. 83 AC ; elena redwyne is born , the forth dornish war takes place. 85 AC ; callah redwyne is born , ser ryam redwyne is named lord commander of the kingsgaurd. 87 AC ; brenn redwyne is born.

88 AC ; captain wells redwyne dies at sea a half year after his youngest son brenn is born. his widow victaria redwyne subsequently suffers a mental breakdown due to grief — tragically , it never truly leaves her — and the five lesser house redwyne children are taken in as wards by their removed cousin, and lord of the arbor, lord manfryd redwyne — who was serving on king jaehaerys’ council at that time as the first non-velaryon master of ships. ( vik is 8 ) 89 AC ; lord manfryd redwyne and his eldest son robert redwyne die ( vik is 9 ) 96 AC ; vik becomes a squire in kings landing , maegella targaryen dies ( vik is 16 ) 98 AC ; vik is knighted by his second cousin , ser ryam redwyne , at king jaehaerys targaryens’ 50th year tourney ( vik is 18 ) 103 AC ; brenn redwyne is banished to the nights watch after a series of assaults , king jaehaerys targaryen dies and prince viserys inherits the throne as king. 105 AC ; ser ryam redwyne and queen aemma arryn both die , princess rhaenyra targaryen is named heir to the iron throne , lord lyonel strong is named master of laws & ser criston cole joins the kingsguard. ( vik is 25 )

#v. a knight of the sweetest vine ⋯ hotd #v. a knight of the sweetest vine ⋯ life #v. a knight of the sweetest vine ⋯ others

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sovlbound · 3 months

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HOTD MUSES HEADCANONS:

due to the template of the new carrd and not wanting to overload each bio, here is a masterlist:

DORREN MORMONT:

he is quite skilled in embroidery thanks to spending many years at his mother's side as a child, though it has been a long time since he had last sewn dorren is one to commit such acts to memory and could most likely pick it up as quick as a blade.

right arm scars: defensively he is known to use his right side and it never changes, this causes many small cuts and bruises and slices to occur during training with the weapons master; various lengths; fine line and one keloid at his shoulder curve.

right and left wrist scars: he has attempted to take his own life a few times since his mother passed, this was the one that was almost successful, had it not been for dacey's intervention; 3cm keloid scars that can restrict movement in the wrists.

he has never really accepted warrick as his brother due to his bastard lineage, and has not truly understood gawen's reasoning for bringing him into the home seeing as their are countless mormont bastards of the realm and no other has entered the castle grounds.

dorren had two bastard daughters to a woman from winter town, however, she took them to kings landing soon after the second was born and he has had no contact since. although many do not know and some that do take it as a good thing he doesn't have to deal with them, his sister dacey has sat up late at night with him as he cries over the loss of fatherhood to his first children.

there were talks of a betrothal between himself and callah redwyne ( @bruiisedpetals ) though the chatter of union was reported to have ended with no ill feelings after lady callah revealed her love for a childhood sweetheart.

it takes dorren a very short amount of time to fall in lust, but to fall in love takes time, takes a lot of breaking of his walls and mistrust, his own insecurities and anger before he can truly say that he's in love with somebody.

dacey holds a special place in his heart and although history remembers him as the man whom chose war over his siblings, he had tried to flee dragonstone upon hearing of dacey's capture at the keep - his father having to lock him within his chambers for over one moon before he conceded.

death: though the reason for wylla's disability, there is a crypt statue sculpted of dorren's likeness on bear island ( no body resides here due to the loss of it at rook's rest ). it is written in wylla's journals that she forgave him, for everything, and often eats dinner beside his tomb.

NSFW: he tends to be more dominant in the bedroom,ㅤtaking the lead and enjoying everything which comes with itㅤ-ㅤit's rare to see this man submissive when it comes to sexy time.

NSFW: let's expose this man. doggy style and cowgirl are his favoured positions for sex, but for oral you bet this man wants to have you up against a wall or a piece of furniture, leg over his shoulder as he dives in. ravenous.

NSFW: he's not a loud man when it comes to sex, bar the odd grunt or breathy praise, dorren tries to contain himself.

DACEY MORMONT:

from a young age dacey has found herself grounded and at peace within the surrounding forests and woods of her home, when her family would go and hunt she would go and dance among the trees, a silent tune only she could hear dancing within the leaves. the way her mind would rush and fill with prophetic sounding riddles was eased when in the vicinity of mother earth, the grounding aspect of the world around her brought her back to being dacey.

dacey is very much an isolated woman and prefers her own company to that of large crowds and banquets, hence why she has been known to leave the safety of her home for the surrounding woods to be alone or with the bears that inhabit the forests. she is known to be soft spoken and quiet, somewhat strange and distant from people, even in her own family, though she is kind. she is numb to the actions of others until she holds a connection with them, for example she felt no grief or anger at the actions of the targaryen/hightower/velaryon disputes and effects on the realm until she herself was held captive in the red keep by them where immense emotions took over.

entire back scars: there are various clawed scars on her back from her visits to the surrounding woods of bear island to interact with said bears, often times she doesn't get near, but when in a daze she has been known to venture close causing the marred scars; imagine jaime fraser's back in outlander; a mixture of fine line, keloid and hypertrophic.

right palm: often times dacey qould be found as a child with her hand hovering too close to fire, leaving her with a burned scar on her palm; size of entire palm; contracted and restricts some movement to the hand.

dacey has been pregnant before and it may come as a surprise that she is not a maiden as she is the eldest daughter to a noble house and unmarried. when she was seventeen her naivety to admiration against romance was taken advantage of by a visiting northern knight whom became a frequent visitor. dacey had no understanding of sex and how babies came to be due to her lack of knowledge from her maids and distant relationship with her step mother. when she began to show her bump and dresses became to tight, gawen was furious and it took very little convincing for dacey to reveal the knights name. her baby's father was given the warmest of welcomes by gawen the next time he visited bear island by being taken to the forest surrounding the longhouse and being fed piece by piece to the bears. dacey grew despondent though through the voices in her mind she understood he was going to die, what she never heard was the whispers deep in her soul of the fate of her babe. five moons gone and her babe came too early, barely a babe to be named yet dacey still gave them the name of arys in her grief. a decade has past and she still mourns the loss of arys and not their father, believing their early death to be a sign of her outcome as a mother. deadly. she is terrified to bring a baby into the world after this, though she wants children it is a big thing for her. not many outside of the family know of the scandal and it has been kept under wraps by gawen's threats of the bears throughout the long house.

due to the pregnancy and loss of her illegitimate child, arys, dacey became damaged goods in her father's eyes and he had to get her married off and soon. unfortunately, better said than done, though he managed to secure a somewhat beneficial betrothal to a lannister of low standing. there was some sense of relief in dacey when this betrothal was broken by the lannisters as the war became more and more evident.

the small folk of bear island often refer to dacey as the bear maiden, a kind soul with the heart of gold - often aiding them in duties below her station as a lady and gifting food and wares to them to ensure health.

specifically in kings landing, when she is released from her captivity - so to speak - in her apartments in the red keep, it takes days before she is coerced into stepping out of them, away from her sanctuary bubble. however, once she has stepped out it was hard to keep her within, to bring her back to snooze and rest when the moon rose and the sun fled. first it was to the gardens, then to the servants quarters and then out of the keep altogether - though accompanied by a white cloak with each travel. dacey found solace in the small folk and become the epitome of a maiden fair to those of flea bottom, a ray of sunshine breaking through the impending war threatening to starve them out of their homes and businesses. it became common for dacey to return to the keep, a red faced white cloak in tow, with a dreamy look on her features, mud and whatever else staining the bottom of her dresses, feet bare as slippers have long been given to a woman on the street of silk with raw soles, wrists and hands free of jewels and gold that she snuck into the pockets of passersby, hair mussed and braided with wilted flowers - and yet she was glowing.

due to the look of alicent and the look of their mother, lyra, when dacey is in a daze within the keep she often refers to the woman as 'mother'.

some may say that physical touch is dacey's love language due to the constance she holds another person by her side, however, the bear maiden is very much a gift giver. if you slowly begin recieving more and more little trinkets and such, well . . . keep an eye out for our little lady.

the death of heleana brings a lot of grief to the bear maiden of the red keep, having become very fond of the girl during her (forced) stay within the royal seat. it is said after the death of heleana and the step back from ruling bear island, dacey went isolated into a quiet life within the north where she grows plump with babes of bastardry. grief haunts her still, omens call to her of death, but not of others, not of those before her, but those of ghosts already as well as her own.

she has a particular fixation on hands,ㅤso anything from playing with her hair to lightly tracing words and shapes on bare skinㅤ-ㅤher most favourite would be tracing the lines on palms.

death: canonically her death is unknown to the world as she disappears from the history tomes after the dance, however, in wylla's journals it is stated that dacey passed due to an unknown illness that took her in her sleep. her body resides on bear island alongside the bears she had help nurse and raise.

NSFW: surpsingly,ㅤdacey can be quite dominant in the bedroomㅤ-ㅤsomething that can be quite a shock to her partners.ㅤits the control and leading that brings a thrill,ㅤparticularly due to the lack of control in her mind and life outside of sexual encounters.ㅤthough with the one,ㅤsomeone she trusts to treat her right and ensure she would be taken care of,ㅤshe switches.

WYLLA MORMONT:

wylla takes immense pride in warrick, her younger half brother - bastard or not. when her father brought him into the household when he was four, she found a kindred spirit in him and it is evident in the pride she feels for him in her approach to protecting him from comments and slander. she flaunts him as her shield on her tour of the seven kingdoms and chooses him to be at her side on saving their sister during the dance.

mid right arm amputation: post battle of rook's rest where dorren severs her limb to stop her from reaching for her sword, prior to his own death; the area of amputation has contracted due to the use of cautersing the wound with a heated pike.

bridge of nose: given as a child during a training session with the master of weapons of bear island when wylla went to attack dorren with a loose mace, only having the ser to stop her with an arm to her face; 1 cm in length; fine line.

left mid inner thigh: during the dance and her training within the red keep, she grew weary and tired and lost her balance on a number of occasions, one time unfortunately left her stumbling into the weapons stand and causing her own dagger to slip and slice her; 4cm in length; keloid.

after losing her hand and coming from her coma, wylla is despondent and needs a lot of support to continue on - it takes all of warricks strength to face wylla and continue his support of her. due to losing her dominant hand in the battle by Dorren, wylla becomes dependent on warrick as her literal right hand man, even when she takes up arms as lady of bear island, he is there supporting her with ravens and fight.

WARRICK SNOW:

warrick was never raised to be heir to bear island or to even rise to status of knight or maester, instead he was given free reign to live among his father and siblings without fear of ambition eating him alive. the life he seeks is simple, lowly and away from the politics he has been on the side for - however, due to his loyalty to wylla and his family, he does find himself thrust head first into the war far away from the easy life he wished for.

warrick is a fairly open book and will come to trust your muse pretty blindly to begin with, often taking into consideration dacey's teachings of kindness before ruthlessness. due to this, if his trust is somehow broken with your muse, he is the kind of person to forgive over and over, no matter how many times he was hurt.

warrick was only four when his mother passed away from an intensified flu like illness, her lungs collapsing and her appetite lessening, causing his last memories of her to be that of a skeletal husk. despite this, he has lingering feelings of memories from her, of her kind hands - though rough from kitchen work at bear island - smoothing down unruly hair, the warmth of her hold against her chest and the sweet songs of the wildlings she would lull him to sleep with. though nobody is able to offer him any stories or memorabilia of his lowly mother, warrick still views her as his beaming ray of light. a guardian watching over him.

under his left eye: post his one and only battle given to him by one of the blacks' foot soldiers before protecting wylla; 2.5cm in length; hypertrophic.

on his right palm: post dance of the dragons given to him in an oath of continued protection and life to his lady of bear island, wylla; 3cm in length; fine line.

MELIANA SNOW:

none as of yet.

LYONELLA LANNISTER:

read to this woman by candlelight or be her muse for art,ㅤthose intimate moments where it is just the two people and a close activity.ㅤbonus points if the other person praises her.

home was never casterly rock nor kings landing. home was that cramped room above the blacksmiths that smelt of soot and burning metal, home was the lower streets of lannisport weaving to and throw between her mother's legs.

there is a common misconception with lyonella's life that is shared by smallfolk and nobles alike. due to the nature of her birth, many believed that she was saved from the gutter by the merciful lannisters and brought into their home as one of their own, to be welcomed with open arms and love. smallfolk were envious of the life she was being thrust into at such a young age, to have no worries of poverty and food for the rest of her days, and yet nobody knew the truth. she was a toy in the game the lannisters were playing, twisting her into the perfect pawn to be fed to either the royals or the ironmen, either way they would use her to save them sacrificing a trueborn lannister. at noble gatherings she was adorned in the colours of house lannister, her body dripping with golden jewellery and lion symbols to mark her as one of the casterly rock lions; behind the domineering presence of her house's seat she was beaten, ridiculed, close to being thrown into the sea at times by offended guardsmen, once burned for reciting the order of past kings wrongly and most of all, she was devoid of love and affection.

lyonella wishes to not be remembered at all, she wishes to be erased from the books and allow her life to be her's and her's alone. the lost lannister forgotten from the histories and allowing her a peaceful life in the after with her mother. unfortunately, she is not so virtuous in this fact as she will be remembered in the books, but not as a villain, not as a lost woman or a rebel. an artist, a free spirit and a woman of close confidance to capture the princess' likeness in a portrait to be archived and returned to the stones of dragonstone some decades after lyonella's death.

NSFW: praise praise praise,ㅤshe will be putty in your hands to mould however you like.ㅤoral fixation,ㅤself explanatory really,ㅤhowever,ㅤhas a particular fondness for fingers in her mouthㅤ-ㅤespecially if they were just used for a certain act.ㅤvoyuerism,ㅤespecially for her to be the voyeur of your muse pleasuring themselves or someone else.

NSFW: lyonella has a certain interest in having her hands restricted in some way,ㅤwhether held away by another or tied awayㅤ-ㅤthough with silk or lace or something that wouldn't leave a mark.

NSFW: lyonella is known to have two wardrobes,ㅤa wardrobe for the day of elegant gowns and dresses for the night of requested risque outfitsㅤ-ㅤsome more revealing than others.

NYMA TYRELL:

lyon, the wolfhound, was gifted to nyma by her stepmother when she was 10, he has been her fateful friend since this day.

although it is rare for nyma to cover her blind and cataract eye, she will do so for celebrations and balls for the comfort of others.

she has no ambitions to rule highgarden, although she does wish for house tyrell to thrive and so she continues to advise with the mind and thoughts of her father past.

MYRIELLE HAWTHORNE:

none as of yet.

MATHIAS HAWTHORNE:

none as of yet.

KELLA BORRELL:

none as of yet.

MEERA KARSTARK:

none as of yet.

#headcanon masterlist.#gonna link to this on each bio on the carrd #but you can see who i've had the longest for the amount of hc's . . .

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glossyafterlife · 6 months

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rhy♡nn amaryl, h♡/it, vi☆l♡tbl☆☆d (n☆t that it matt♡rs)

i r♡surr♡ct♡d mys♡lf just t☆ mak♡ fun ☆f p♡☆pl♡ ☆n th♡ int♡rn♡t <3

y♡s my d♡adnam♡ is callah. all calling m♡ it will d☆ is mak♡ y☆u l☆☆k lik♡ a dick i lit♡rally d☆ n☆t c☆r♡

lit♡rally just h♡r♡ t☆ b♡ ann☆ying ☆n th♡ int♡rn♡t. this isnt ♡v♡n my main lma☆☆☆☆

#homestuck rp #homestuck #homestuck oc #unreality

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meisteralready · 1 year

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The birth of wind

Where you and I

Ever in a tough place,

A strong withholding

Full of strings and untied traps

Where one might be a long shot

To kick the bucket,

But nevertheless

We liquidate

Our bond - the binding of our collective book

Breaks; unravels, kneads itself

Back into the dough of ingredients

That brought us together in the first place

But needed the baker that lives in time

To make us into whatever you became

- a callah or a flakey, crushable patisserie ( I mistakenly thought we felt of scone)

Such metaphors and similes are useless,

A cheaters way out,

A sure-fire route to confusion and waning death,

Again, dramatic,

But apropos of the situation.

You are the second person in my life

That told me,

In a percussive downturn,

That I manifest all the grief and turmoil

That acts upon me

(And usually travels on to those I love -or whatever lies there as my ideas of love)

But if I build it so,

It is of unconscious construction

An architect who unknowingly plans

For every home he builds

To crumble into the sea.

It resets itself

Giving a clean beach,

A cleared set

For a new wind

(And new people)

To be born.

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444names · 2 years

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american and french forenames BUT all vowels including "y" are replaced with "a" and excluding "aa"

Abralanla Adalas Adamaca Adanactana Adanta Adara Adgal Adnal Aladra Alandandar Alannalara Alanrava Alant Alantharan Alarc Alasta Alatan Algaraqala Allaward Almanças Amaggan Amalas Amalva Amana Amanca Amangarl Amara Amaran Amarta Amatsa Ambal Ammallasta Anacark Anaff Anala Anarga Anasta Anastalla Anatha Anavad Ancark Anclatana Anman Annandra Annathas Anracta Aphal Aphalla Aracalawn Arachla Arack Aralatta Arald Aramarla Arandar Aranna Aratha Arcan Ardall Argartras Argasa Arjasta Arlavarra Armarra Arrama Asalala Assabastal Astama Astana Astappal Astaras Athalata Atharran Attarasta Avacqas Avala Avana Avanavada Avarasala Avarla Avathalma Avava Babata Babatan Babra Bacqana Balada Balavalla Balbacas Bancard Banda Bandan Bannalanal Bannattana Banta Bapamarna Barana Baranla Barara Barga Barganda Barrada Bascalasta Batam Batha Bathaw Bavavarman Blamald Brack Bracqa Braqa Cablastan Cadabba Cadan Calack Calan Calant Calard Callah Calvargara Carga Carnack Carrala Cartnacas Cashanna Caslaxann Cassanna Casta Chagana Chalarla Chalaxa Chalma Chalmad Chanana Chandaman Chapal Charma Charmaraca Chastava Chawn Chraca Chracaral Chran Chranadgan Claffald Clala Clana Clanath Clant Clargatt Clarra Clarthald Clatha Clathal Craca Crana Cratth Daban Dablan Dalall Daland Dalard Dallandra Danan Danast Dannallat Darala Darancla Darca Darlan Darta Darthra Datadas Dwagla Dwanklan Faballa Fabra Fandama Fandan Fanpatt Farannas Fartard Farvalar Flala Fradarc Fraggara Fralaca Franack Franal Franranga Gadrawn Galana Galanatta Galanda Galaz Gallaphas Garana Garas Garava Garlachar Garlas Garmar Gartha Gassam Gasta Gatar Gatharagal Gatras Gattarca Glandrada Glanrak Glavara Gracantha Gracqa Grada Gradra Grana Gratta Gwada Hagga Hallasta Halvallava Hammaraw Hanca Handa Haraban Harall Haranna Harasta Hargathala Harna Hawan Jacal Jacallaral Jacan Jacar Jacara Jacha Jachan Jachawrana Jachra Jacqa Jacta Jafabar Jafframa Jaftana Jahal Jahnn Jalana Jalanna Jalarana Jalarra Jalfra Jamannarna Jamarasa Janalascal Janattan Janattava Janaza Janda Jandran Jandsasta Jankla Jannalla Jannarnall Jantand Jançasa Jaragana Jarangan Jarla Jarnacqasa Jarrah Jasadannal Jasamarna Jasammart Jasann Jasar Jasta Kalman Kalsabanna Kanadana Karann Kargana Kartanadra Kathal Katra Katta Kattan Kavana Kranga Lacka Laddart Lafarna Lasalassa Lassallasa Latha Lattargall Lawanrana Lawarnam Laxana Laxandan Llanla Mabbas Macarga Macarla Maght Magnattha Makatal Maladar Malasta Malavad Mallaqa Malmallas Mamarasta Manaffa Manasa Manca Mandattana Mandran Manjas Manklad Marad Marada Maraga Maramag Maramal Maramaran Maranal Maras Mardara Mardarat Marjamag Marla Marlah Marlaxa Marmarasa Marrad Marvald Massa Matan Mattamaras Nacha Nackanas Nanacka Naqala Natharanna Nattaparad Navar Navarl Padara Padasa Padragan Palan Palmark Parla Pasabarca Pathala Patharal Patharaman Phala Pranadan Prastarana Rabala Racala Racas Racqa Radagart Ragarana Ralackard Ralla Rallaca Ralvalant Ramatthala Ranaca Randaca Rasabarga Rassamagh Rassarak Rasta Ratchra Ratta Rattan Sabaraka Sabava Sacarra Sackamal Sacqana Sacta Sancachana Sandran Sanstanna Saradd Sarbartana Sartna Sassa Scadalas Shalda Shall Shama Shannalas Shartapara Shladnatas Shlana Stabara Stamanda Stana Stanac Talahn Talmalann Tamarra Tannaca Tapal Taphaga Tatrack Tavarana Thala Tharan Tharlawn Trattas Vacart Vachama Valmala Vandrann Vanga Vanlaxama Varaca Varadana Varas Varta Vastalva Vatha Vatnaqa Vavalla Wagatt Walanpard Wanaqa Wanarasa Wandar Wanna Waralal Warmarc Xanna Xavaranath Zancal

#444names #444 names

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