Tumgik
mamabear-elinor · 21 hours
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
CAITRIONA BALFE
“I always saw my modelling career as a temporary thing. Of course, I did not think it was a step lasting for ten years! But at the time I wouldn’t have even been able to deal with all the responsibilities requested to an actress and the roles I play.”
329 notes · View notes
mamabear-elinor · 2 days
Photo
Tumblr media
@stinaninnas
5K notes · View notes
mamabear-elinor · 3 days
Text
i made you a fruit salad but it’s only one fruit
9K notes · View notes
mamabear-elinor · 4 days
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
[ DARK COTTAGECORE ]
3K notes · View notes
mamabear-elinor · 5 days
Text
2K notes · View notes
mamabear-elinor · 6 days
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
#relatable.
6K notes · View notes
mamabear-elinor · 25 days
Text
Elinor raised her eyebrows. "I see."
She...was neutral towards Hades. (In fact, she refused to admit to herself that she actually quite liked him. When she'd worked at the shoppe, she'd preferred days he was in over Belle. He was pragmatic and practical.)
"Either way," she replied with a little shrug. "We can write something up together and propose it to the rest of the Board, yes?" It was low stakes, but it would be good practice, she assumed. "I am thinking we spring for a nice oak. After all, we have that ridiculously high "other" budget." This was, partially, a joke.
Tumblr media
@alzcomicbarn
Office Politics -> [Alinor]
8 notes · View notes
mamabear-elinor · 25 days
Text
"That's assuming a lot," Elinor said, going right back to chastising, because that felt more comfortable.
This still felt...well, too dangerous and too bold for her. She hadn't even, really, agreed to anything. (That was ridiculous, of course she was going.) She...needed time to adjust.
And it was true. Hades and Belle had three of their own small children. As much as she hoped her children would be well behaved at someone else's home...she knew better than to really expect that. Especially with Harris.
But who else would they ask?
Roz had two children of her own. Menodora? She didn't think so. Cass also was very busy with opening her restaurant. All of Elinor's friends were unsuitable.
"But--ask them," she allowed after a moment. "See what they say. We will figure it out."
@heart-of-dunbroch
Set It Right || Brave x
17 notes · View notes
mamabear-elinor · 27 days
Text
Elinor looked out the window, removing her hand from Merida's wrist. The view outside looked out over the rose garden, in a tragic state after the winter (and years of neglect that Elinor couldn't correct all by herself, she needed a proper horticulturalist.) It was still unfamiliar to her. When she looked out the window, she still expected to see rolling green hills, waving fields of barley, and a deep, dark loch in the distance. She missed the view out the windows of Castle Cawdor.
She missed the life she'd had there. She knew that she shouldn't, but she couldn't help it. Her entire adult life had been under its benevolent, sometimes leaky, roof. Her children had been raised there. They had had a good life. It was not perfect. But it was good.
And then Merida had been turned and everything had fallen apart.
Part of her blamed Merida for this, even though she knew that she shouldn't. If Merida had never been turned, everything that had followed would not have. Their family would still be together.
Or maybe it was her fault, for following after Merida in the first place. For being unable to stand the idea of her daughter all alone. Shunned from their family. Fergus had wanted to kill their first child and Elinor wouldn't let that happen. She had provoked Fergus' rage, she had betrayed her sons.
If she hadn't come here, Fergus would be alive. Hubert would be with his brothers.
The real culprit was the Order of the Prince. It was the Order that had only ever valued Elinor for her womb. It was the Order that had made her suffer for ten years, trying to have a son. And when she'd finally had three, she thought that she would be repaid somehow. But it was Fergus who had gotten the attention, with heirs a-plenty at last.
The Order had seen her then only as a mother. As the lady of the castle, but not what that actually meant. What she contributed. All the wound she'd cleaned with no thanks. All the men she'd dressed for death. All the babies she had raised. She took her orders without complaint. The Order had appreciated her softness, had rewarded her gentleness. Her helplessness.
Elinor knew that she was stronger than that. She knew, for certain, that Merida was.
She was quiet for a long time.
"We cannot bring the boys along, but they cannot stay here," she finally said, turning back to Merida.
Set It Right || Brave x
17 notes · View notes
mamabear-elinor · 27 days
Text
youtube
0 notes
mamabear-elinor · 27 days
Text
"Well, that was what I was thinking. We could move it that way." She gestured along the far wall.
"I think that would give us enough room. Though, at the same time, it is an odd number of desks, so one is always going to look a bit out of place." Not her favourite, but it couldn't be helped. There were seven Board members...that wasn't going to change. And even if Archimedes didn't need a desk, he wasn't going to be on the Board forever, so they would need a seventh eventually.
"Might as well put a proposal together to run passed the mayor. He controls the budget, correct?"
Tumblr media
@alzcomicbarn
Office Politics -> [Alinor]
8 notes · View notes
mamabear-elinor · 28 days
Text
The Sowing and the Reaping: Part Three: Crushed Little Stars -> [Self-para]
[cw: blood, miscarriage, medical stuff (nothing too graphic)]
-> -> ->
December 14, 1998
Elinor was pregnant again. 
It was still the early days. She had just found out last week, but she was already hoping that it would be a boy. Imagining a blue nursery. 
Fergus had been off on a hunting trip over the weekend, so she hadn’t told him yet. She was looking forward to doing so this evening when he returned. She could only just imagine the smile on his face. He’d pick her up in one of those bear hugs that she loved so much, making her feel girlish and light as a feather, despite her tall, willowy frame and the weight she’d put on since her pregnancy with Merida.
For now, she was chasing Merida about the grounds. The toddler, who wasn’t much of a toddler now, on the far side of three years old, was squealing with delight as they ran from Elinor, who was playing the part of a giant coming to stomp on Merida. 
“Mummy stop!!” Merida said firmly, turning and putting both of her hands up. 
-> -> ->
[link here]
0 notes
mamabear-elinor · 28 days
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Michelle Fairley as Catelyn Stark · Game of Thrones 1.01
965 notes · View notes
mamabear-elinor · 28 days
Text
"You don't know he can be saved!" Elinor shot back and, in the same moment, felt suddenly woozy. The bear making its presence known. She stumbled a step, reaching out to grab Merida's arm to steady herself without thinking about it.
The moment passed in just a second and Elinor straightened again, though she leaned her hip subtly against the counter. And she didn't let go of Merida, keeping her hand around their wrist.
"You don't, Merida. You could be walking into God knows what! Hubert could turn on you. You cannot guarantee that you can save him, but I can save you by keeping you here. Please. We cannot lose anyone else."
The plea broke her own heart. There were tears in her eyes. And it felt hard to breathe, the desperation cutting through her anger and her fear, keeping the bear mercifully quiet. But she would rather save three of her children than lose two of them.
@heart-of-dunbroch
Set It Right || Brave x
17 notes · View notes
mamabear-elinor · 28 days
Text
Elinor knew what Roz was doing. She recognized it because it was what most women in the Order did, including Elinor. Shoving off any accomplishments or compliments. In Elinor's world, this was because the men were threatened by the accomplishments of women that happened outside the bedroom, the birthing bed, and the household (Though, really, for all Elinor's faults and all of Fergus' faults--he was not afraid to let her take credit for something. She had not suffered so badly as some others, which was, why, she still had a voice. Even if it had felt like it had been gone for so long.)
"It hasn't been," Elinor said. She could mention Fergus' death too, but she tended not to if she could avoid doing so.
"But, you've been a real boon," she insisted. "They change teachers from semester to semester but you are always there to greet them as they come through in the morning. I mean it, Harris, particularly, is fond of you. And he's not fond of many people."
@agentroz
Chef's Table | Rozinor
23 notes · View notes
mamabear-elinor · 29 days
Text
"It is not just scary, Merida!" Elinor shouted. "It is dangerous. They won't hurt Hubert. People are looking out for him." Despite everything in the Order, she could say that of them: They looked out for their own. That was why it had lasted so long. Sometimes, when Elinor was feeling particularly lonely or misunderstood, she even missed that community.
Hubert would be fine. Yes, he was going down a path that separated him from the rest of his family, but he was safe. The Order treated the next generation like gold. Even more so now than before, she was sure. Hubert was valuable to them.
These were the things that she told herself at night.
Elinor reached out to grab Merida by the arm, so that they would look at her.
"They will kill you!"
@heart-of-dunbroch
Set It Right || Brave x
17 notes · View notes
mamabear-elinor · 30 days
Text
"No, you are not," Elinor said, immediately and harshly.
She didn't even think about it. The words were out of her mouth before she even realized she was saying them. They came from deep in her gut. The place where her fear lived. The feeling was so fierce that she all at once felt sick. As if dinner had been spoiled.
"I have already lost one child to the Order. I won't lose another. You have no idea what you would be walking into. No, Merida. I forbid it."
@heart-of-dunbroch
Set It Right || Brave x
17 notes · View notes