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lavendersartistry · 25 days
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So I may draw some OCs-
Smiling Critters fandom, reblog with your OC and I'll pick 5 lucky winners to do a sketch of
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sleepyorchidmonster · 3 months
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Once upon a time, NRC's Board Game Club decided to organize a chess competition. Thanks to Azul's marketing genius, the event became really popular, with plenty of students from outside the club participating.
However, due to an accident (Floyd was bored and Grim annoyed him, everything is now on fire), most of the club's chess sets were destroyed. To solve the problem, contestants were encouraged to bring one of their personal sets.
This idea made for an ecletic set up, especially since most students are crazy rich. Idia brought the set Leona gave him for his birthday, Malleus found an old heirloom from Briar Valley, Kalim isn't even a competitor, but he still got a set made of solid gold and encrusted with precious gems from the Scarabia storage room, and so on... (Cater took a bunch of pictures of all the different styles).
In an effort to make up for Grim's mishap, Adeuce also decided to help, remembering that Heartslabyul has a room filled with different games that students often used.
There were dozens of chess sets, but they just HAD to choose the pretty one atop of a pedestal, with a sign saying "NO!!" in bold letters (in their defense, Heartslabyul is nonsensical, also they were in a competition with Sebek and that was the best set).
A few days later, right before the event, the game club students began to organize the space for the matches.
Only for the Heartslabyul set to come to life and start fighting people, that is...
Apparently, the Queen of Hearts left a small contingent of her best soldiers to protect the school, just in case. Hidden as a deck of cards and a chess set, those soldiers can be summoned by simply opening their cases/boxes, though they shall only answer to the Heartslabyul housewarden.
She also forgot to tell anyone else about the plan, trusting that a single rule of "When in trouble, get the chess set or the playing cards" would suffice.
So now we have a bunch of gigantic marble statues wandering around campus, looking for hostile forces or their leader...
After a few fights, a statue crashing a dormhead meeting and kidnapping Riddle, and plenty of discussion, the students FINALLY manage to calm the statued down, explaining how it was all a misunderstanding.
All's well that ends well, but now the chess pieces want to watch the actuall chess matches.... something about wanting to know the prowess of great warriors and future leaders...
And that is how we get an chess event in twst, with a few extra cards and special outfits, since this just became a formal event, what with the piqued interest of a bunch of ancient royal guards.
The main event cards would be Leona, Idia, Azul, Malleus, Lillia and Jamil, since they're the actual contestants for the competition, while Riddle also gets an SSR, since he is supervising the gigantic chess soldiers, in a role similar to the Queen of Hearts.
Since the statues insisted on participating in the competition's finale, the last match is held in the school's Coliseum, with a cute twstune to wrap things up.
Then the victor gets crowned and the chess pieces leave.
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ladykinrannoch · 2 months
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Reading - the photo is real, exposes the Harkles...The Tower is here.
I used the Luna Sol Tarot early this morning on my yoga mat. It is fast becoming a favorite for these early morning readings.
My topic was that photograph. I read from Catherine's energy since I seem to connect very easily with her.
Note it is New Moon in Pisces right now. Deeply connected to intuition and compassion. Also shedding old habits cutting ties (disposing toxic relationships and situatiins) and setting new intentions for being. This energy has been around for a few days pre the New Moon.
Situation: King of Swords
Powerful male energy, mastery and usually professionals. This has been a tricky situation for Catherine and KP. Damned if they do and damned if they don't. And I think they are well aware of how tricky its been to manage her privacy while C recovers. I get a strong feeling it is also a very very clever strategy. A well thought out one. That has been planned possibly as a trap. Are their lawyers and investigators involved? Will the House of Wales sue the House of Sussex for harassment, will the media be sued for feeding the Harkle conspiracies?
Is the photo real and unmanipulated?
Knight of Pentacles - yes the photograph is real and not photshopped. This knight is slow moving energy which means they gave a lot of thought to this. It is also the reliable knight. So I can reliably say the photo is real. I am not getting H energy here at all. Except for the fact that the intention may have been to trap him?
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Why did KP and William release the photograph for mothers day?
Ace of Disc's - another earth energy. Remember Catherine is Capricorn an earth sign. She planned this, she wanted to be reliable and respond to the tradition of releasing a picture for Mothering Sunday. This is fresh start too. I feel like Catherine took this decision on her own. This is her way of speaking for herself. I think she is making herself heard. She wants to approach things her way now. As I have said before Catherine has accepted and embraced her path to Queen. Aces are a new beginning. I think the Catherine we see after Easter will be more firm, more vocal and much much stronger. I don't think she will give in anymore to old fashioned rules. She intends to take control of things around her and build her image how she wants to be seen. This is no walkover. It is strong and yet the card suggests she will execute this with grace and dignity.
Did someone influence the Kill Notice with the agencies.
The Fool - I am interpreting this as a yes, but it is naive and foolish to think it won't come out. This cards warning is look before you leap. In fact it could have been a smart and deliberate trap to flush out the squad bots. And they were foolish enough to leap! I wonder where this road will lead?
Outcome for Catherine?
King of Disc's - She is in control. She has proved her point. Catherine is in her personal power at the moment. It is masculine energy, so this is not a side of Catherine we have seen before. I have an image of a chess board. Again I get the sense that Catherine is winning this game.
Underlying energy from Catherine's point of view
Four of Discs - I feel this is saying be reliable, stick to traditions. Fours are about stability. Catherine wanted to reassure the public about her health. Discs or pentacles can represent the physical body as well. But she also did not want to let people down. It has proved that even in her absence the people and the nation trust and love her.
I wanted to know more about the fool to know who started this nonsense about this photo. I was drawn to the next two cards at the bottom of the deck...
Unsurprisingly Five wands Pentacles (author correction) the poor poverty stricken duo in exile showed up. But this time one of them acted alone.
How does it turn out for the Fool who should looked before leaping? The Tower very very badly. If you thought every thing they do backfires, this wrong move out does every mean thing they've done. Notice the card. Its her and him. This is their tower moment. The evidence has been gathered. The proof is there. Something will be done. It is over for the Harkles this time. Expect that big bang this Spring!
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the2amshitposts · 2 months
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Okay so as any normal human being I left all my work and studying to analyzing cards from the Hawthorne vault obvi
Okay so what do they mean okay so at first I was like card go brrrr but then there something called cartomancy it’s like tarot kinda but with your card deck
So Gigi first her card is a queen of clubs (I thought it was spades I hate cards why couldn’t it be chess 🙂👍)
Okay so clubs represent positive things in the future the queen of clubs represents a helpful and confident person or someone with a position of power
Next Rohan my beloved my husband my everything
He’s a ace of diamonds
Aces usually repressenting excellence and with the addition of the diamonds it’s just an extra touch of expensive the ace of diamonds itself represent incoming info about love ore business in old times (don’t remeber exactly when ) it meant contentment usually in America as in Britain and London it signified martial success
And finally the mystrey her self phone girl aka Lyra
She’s a queen of hearts
And damn her symbols are like a bright look here the heart is rlly an obvious one and the queen of hearts is usually a lover getting it if you were a man was a clear sign of your celebrating the valentine also this card symbolizes love and emotion which omg ties so much with the calla Lillie’s cause they symbolize union (love LOVE LOVE )
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the-fiction-witch · 1 year
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Cheater!
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Media the Queen's Gambit
Character Benny Watts
Couple Benny Watts X Reader
Rating smut
Concept Poker Trick
Smut dry humping/ riding/ folding/ 'princess'
I sat thinking to myself, how the fuck does he do this. I sat at a personal friend Peter's poker night. He had set it up as usual in his dark garage with his car put to the side, the small Tiffany-style lamp over us. I hadn't bothered dressing up today as it was only poker night, I had my ballerina flats, my loose black cotton trousers, my strapped red top and a tie in my hair but I was pissy.
As I often was when... he's here.
He sat across from me, well-shined shoes against the floor, jeans that hugged his skinny legs close, that familiar leather belt and knife holster, his black silk shirt half unbuttoned chains around his neck and wrists a couple rings across his fingers, cards in his hand his face emotionless impossible to read when he was and wasn't bluffing. He was undeniably the best player we had but that didn't make him any less of a cunt. All it ever did was inflate his already fairly self-obsessed ego. Any bigger his head would explode. He noticed me glaring flicking his dark chocolate eyes to me a sly smirk cradled across his lips and he winked at me before returning his focus to the game that was still going on between him and Mark even if I and Peter had already folded. And eventually, mark couldn't keep it going anymore and cut his losses making him once again the winner so we all handed back in the cards and he gathered up his winnings  
"You are a bastard benny" Mark sighed
"Tell me something I don't know" Benny smirked "I should get going," he says 
"One more game" I spoke up 
"Really?" He smirked "Alright darling, one more game. just you and me" 
"Fine," I said as he began to deal with the two of us and soon enough the two of us were both out of cash, "I raise you," I said pushing my bracelet off and adding it to the pile of chips and coins 
"Alright," He says slipping his own off and adding it to the pile this when on for a while adding various things to the pile till he was out of anything else to add 
"What about your ring?" I snapped
"Oh. No, No no." he says "what do you want then?"
"If I win. You have to give me your jacket" I smirked
"Alright" He smirked "but if I win. You walk home with me" he smirked 
"Fine" I sighed we flipped out cards and he won which only make his smirk grow 
"perfect" he smirked "shall we go then princess" 
"Fine" I pouted getting up to grab my stuff slipping my jacket on as he got sorted too. We bid everyone goodbye and I began the walk home with him following along with me with that stupid smirk across his face as we went through the dark new york streets
"Ohh don't pout princess. You agreed didn't you"
"How is it you aways win?"
"Because I'm good"
"Umm"
"You must have some trick"
"Yeah. My utter genius"
"Your not an genius benny"
"Remind me, which one of us is US chess champion?"
"Which one of us has a phd"
"Yeah. In psychology"
"Still a doctor."
"Doesn't mean you'd any smart then me princess" he smirked as we arrived at the stairs to his apartment "so. You coming down or not?"
"No thank you benny" I sighed going to continue my way home but he grabbed my arm pulling me to be meer inches from him
"Come on, you still owe me for that game princess" he smirked
"No I don't."
"Come on it's been ages since I've seen you. And you know how bad I miss you" he Cooes grabbing my ass
"Benny!" I yelled going to slap him but he grabbed my wrist stopping me then forcefully pulling us closer so he kissed me
"Go down and lay on my bed princess. Like a good girl. And maybe tomorrow morning I'll show you how to really play poker"
"Fine" I sighed heading down the steps
"Every poker night" he smirked following me down
"Oh shut up benny"
"Just for that I'm not going down on you"
"Hey!'
"No. No. You lost that privilege princess"
I woke up as usual a little groggy and tied my hair on a messy bedhead from being against the pillow Most of the night. I pushed myself up from his old bed and grabbed one of his shirts to slip on doing up a few of the buttons as I walked out to the main room of his apartment where he sat at his table kimono over him playing a game of chess against himself
"Aww hey sleepy"
"Hello" I yawn
"Coffee?"
"No. Your coffee tastes like dirt"
"Suit yourself princess"
"What are you doing?' I yawn sitting across from him
"Chess. That's all" he shrugs
"Are you going to show me?"
"Show you what?"
"How you always win at poker?"
"I'm just good"
"Lair. There's something I know there is"
"I'm just a genius princess"
"What do you count cards or something?"
"No I'm just good"
"Show me" I said grabbing a pack of cards from his shelf
"Alright" he sighed putting his board away taking them and starting to shuffle "what are we playing for?"
"Nothing your just showing me"
"Ah ah ah no reason to play without prizes princess. Else why would I wanna win?"
"Fine what do you want?"
"Well decide as we play" he winked dealing the cards I glanced at them quickly memorized them I had a two and a six worthless and sat then back down as did he "if I win you will come and sit on my lap for atleast the rest of the hour?"
"Fine" I sighed "if I win you make me breakfast"
"Deal princess" he smirked "come on then" he smirked glancing to his lap
"But -" I began
"What you have is worthless and we both know it. So... Come on" he smirked flipping his cards over and he had indeed one so I sighed and moved sitting in his lap leaving me inches from his smirking face
"How did you know -"
"It's written across your face princess. You might not like it. But I can read you like a book" he smirked holding my hips to gently Push me back and forth on his crotch "again? Or is my little princess cosy on my lap?"
"Again" I snapped moving back to the chair so we could play
"Fine. But you come back when we're done" he warns "and this time if I win. How about you take your panties off"
"No!"
"Come on I already fucked you last night princess. You don't usually argue this much for a round two" he smirked as he gathered the cards shuffled and delt again and somehow again I had nothing of any worth which only made him smirk
"How are you doing it?"
"In just a genius princess"
"You know you've already won?"
"I do"
"How?"
"You have a five and a three."
"How do you know that?"
"I just do"
"Your cheating you've got to be!"
"No I'm just good princess. You'd be surprised what you give away across that pretty face" he smirked "come on then"
I sighed and went over to return to his lap but he stopped me
"Forgetting something princess" he smirked snapping my panties waistband so I sighed and slipped them off climbing into his lap "humm good girl" he smirked kissing my neck a little
"Again"
"Ummm I'm tried princess."
"No come on deal I wanna watch from here"
"Alright" he sighed gathering the cards up to shuffle again I did my best to watch as he delt and then cuddled me
"What's what?"
"King and an ace. Three and a nine" he said so I turned around so my back was against his chest and I flipped them over he was right
"How the hell did you do that?"
"Genius remember princess" he smirked in my ear before kissing down my neck
"Again."
"I'm really tried princess. And I have work to do you know"
And for a moment I rolled my eyes
"But benny" I Cooed grinding against him "please"
He chuckled "I am not as easily manipulated as you think I am princess"
So I moved my hand back and undid his jeans feeling his hard erection against my ass
"Alright. one more. Then we'll go back to bed?" He smirked pulling me back more so he could slip inside me
"Fine" I sighed trying to remain composed he grabbed the cars starting to shuffle "slower" I told him
"But you feel so good princess"
"The cards benny"
"Oh. Alright" he smirked slowing his hands as he shuffled
"More."
"Yeah alright" he smirked moving his hips more
"Your hands benny"
"Fine" he sighed slowing even move as he began to deal and as he did I noticed something.
Itinerary it was the sunlight coming though the small windows of his apartment catching on his sliver chain that caught my eye, the chain that wrapped around his wrist and then looked to his fingers working with the cards and I noticed the well polished silver of the signet ring on his finger and in almost slow motion I realized as he took a card from the deck it went past said Finger and the ring allowing of you where fast the ring to reflect the number and suit of the card he was putting down. And it clicked
"You cheater!" I yelled
"Hum?" He asks as he was clearly enjoying himself
"You bastard! All this time you've been cheating!"
"What?"
"You can see the cards in your ring"
"Alright princess. Yes. I cheat." He sighed "watch" he says slowing his hands alot "my ring is in the perfect place so that as I take a card to deal it reflects in the metal the number and suit you start slow but when you've been doing it as long as I have you can deal at normal speed and knowone even notices. You know every card and who has it"
"You are a cheating bastard!" I yelled getting up and going to the bedroom to get my stuff
"Princess come on. Okay I'm sorry for lieing to you. And for everything you lost-'
"Lost! We've been played poker for years! The only reason I even started to sleep with you-'
"But. If I hadn't been cheating. We wouldn't have done all we have" he smirked cuddling me closely "you know I love my little princess"
"I'm still mad at you"
"Fine. Be mad at me. Maybe I could... Get you a nice shiny ring and teach you to do it. Smoke them at the next poker night. Or maybe tug you along with me to Vegas for the chess tournament and you and me can hit the tables with our skills?"
"I'll think about it"
"Do you forgive me?"
"No"
"Oh. You still love me?"
"I guess so"
"Good. Come on princess I know how to make you forgive me" he smirked tugging me towards the bedroom.
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korkynormy · 6 months
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Symbolism is really cool, with things like Tarot cards or flowers with meanings in the specifics, but I feel like that should also be applicable to chess! If you look at it, there are only 6 chess pieces (King, Queen, Bishop, Rook, Knight, Pawn), so it should be easy! The thing is, I've seen things about chess that look like they should have some deeper meaning, such as the specific mentioning of "Knight takes Rook" in that one Hamilton song, but with googling I can't find exactly what it could mean other than being a smart lyric that flows well into it. Either way, whether it already exists or doesn't I don't particularly care, so here's what I think every chess piece could be representative of in a metaphorical or symbolic sense! King - The King represents Control and Stability. if one is to "lose their king" it could mean the same as losing one's mind, for example. Queen - The Queen represents Power. With it being the most powerful peace, this makes sense game-wise, but if someone is to "lose their queen" it could be similar to a situation of someone not seeming so scary and therefore losing their power over someone, or maybe it's literally someone losing power. Bishop - The Bishop represents Hope. This ties in well with it's religious connotation, and it seems rather usable in terms of flexibility with how often it could be used. Lots of stories involve the losing of hope, right? Rook - The Rook represents Identity. More specifically, ones own sense of who they are as a person. To bring in niche examples, in the game Your Turn to Die, (Spoilers ahead btw) The character Shin Tsukimi sacrifices their Rook for the sake of survival at the beginning of the game when they pretend to be someone else. Knight - The Knight represents Whimsy. There's no real reason for this, it's just a whimsical piece. someone who seems to find no joy in the little things of life has lost their knight. Pawn - The Pawn represents Resilience. These things die a lot, but that's by design, of course. Someone who gives up during a difficult task has lost their pawn. Is this stupid? probably, should I have written this? idfk. Use this how you will.
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lucyghoul · 7 months
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no megan because it makes SO MUCH SENSE.
okay. hear me out. we know dead reckoning as a movie was envisioned to pay homage to the previous instalments of the franchise, right? so luther knowing about ilsa being alive + helping her hide brings it full circle to that scene in fallout where he tells her that he's the one who taught julia how to be a ghost. ALSO. "we're in this mess because ethan wouldn't let me die." cut to the entity presenting ethan with the choice between grace and ilsa and "he cares about you more than he can admit. that's one more worry than he can handle right now. if you care about him, you should walk away." and so she does. we know it wouldn't really be a choice because ethan would never let anything happen to ilsa but at the same time some flaw deep in his core being (again, fallout. but the entire series, too) won't allow him to let grace die either. and so ilsa chooses for him. grace isn't the reason ilsa dies, but ilsa is the reason grace gets to live. she plans and schemes and deceives like she's done since she was introduced in rogue nation; she's morally gray, she's like smoke between everyone's fingers; she's the queen on the chess board (i am once again quoting luther), the one that sacrifices herself to come back and save her king at the right moment.
we also know from kittdrige that the entity thinks they follow a pattern: ilsa gets in trouble (she steals the key/paid assassins are after her), ethan gets her out of trouble (they fake her death), she gets in trouble again (she comes back). but if she is dead, if she stays dead, then she has all the power because how is the entity supposed to predict someone's moves if it can't see them? if it doesn't think they're an active player?
so by faking her death ilsa becomes the one who can overturn god. her "death" gives ethan all the leeway he needs. it's reason enough to go full rogue; like you said, ethan will probably be more and more blasé about the dangers he'll take because he won't have to worry about his friends and the love of his life. essentially, he'll become who he was always thought to be: the wild card that no one, not even an all seeing computer, can prepare for, and that will ultimately save the world.
and this is where the entity's plan is faulty: the entity is trying to isolate him, but by doing so, it is giving him all the reasons and motivation he needs while also giving him his friends the freedom to operate undetected and to come back when he'll need them — one after the other, saving the best for last. aka ilsa. the final and unpredictable resource. the deus ex machina.
literally the only way for them to win is if she leaves because otherwise her life will always matter more to ethan than his own. but his life. his life is what keeps the rest of the world alive. they're two faces of the same coin: tied together, both absolutely necessary, they hold up each other. but they face different ways and they have to work in each other's shadow (which, again: references to both rogue nation and fallout).
it just. it makes sense. at this point i am genuinely convinced that those who think ilsa is really dead either haven't watched the other movies or are just daft. like of course mcq is not gonna knock on your door, hug you and tell you she's alive but all the evidence you need is RIGHT. UNDER. YOUR. NOSE. connect the fucking dots.
(sorry this is so long!!! i just have so many feelings about these movies)
you are just simply so correct you’ve laid out exactly what is in my brain! luther as the ethanilsa whisperer/protector just makes it all so much clearer. and you’re right! ppl who expect mcq to reassure them don’t understand him and tom and creatives at all. story is king!!!!!!
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myladygrey · 1 year
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Amelia Grey
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an introduction
𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒
full  name  :  Amelia Grey
meaning  :
Amelia  :  deriving from amal, “work” - connoting industriousness, fertility
pronunciation  :  am+  EEL +  ee + uh,  gr  +  AY.
monikers  :  Lia, Amy
status  :  Countess of Hertford (in secret),  Lady Grey
age  &  d.o.b  :  Twenty-six  &  01 January 1533.
status  /  rank  : Nobility, second granddaughter of Queen Mary Tudor of France, Princess of England.
country  of  origin  :  England
place  of  birth  :  Bradgate  house,  Bradgate  park,  Leicestershire.
birth  order  :  Middle daughter of three
mother  &  father  :  Katharine  Brandon,  Dowager  Duchess  of  Suffolk |  Henry  Grey,  1st Duke of Suffolk,  3rd  Marquess  of  Dorset.
siblings  :  Phillippa Grey, Duchess of Suffolk,  Eleanor  Grey,  Lady  Grey
sexuality  :  Heterosexual
horoscope  :  Capricorn
virtues  :  Courage, Compassionate, Generous
vices  :  Proud, Impulsive, Rehearsed
marital  status  :  Secretly wed to John Seymour, Earl of Hertford  (  c.  1558  )
issue  :  John “Jack” Seymour  ( b. 1558 in secret  )
religion  :  Catholic in secret
allies  :  The Seymours, the Courtenays
adversaries  : The Boleyns and descendants
𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄    
1528 : John Seymour is born to Edward Seymour & Catherine Filiol, Earl and Countess of Hertford
1533  :  Amelia is born second child and second daughter to the Duke and Duchess of Suffolk, Henry Grey and Katharine Brandon, on New Year’s Day, 1533. She joins sister Phillippa Grey.
1534  :  Eleanor  is  born  to  the  Duke  and  Duchess  of  Suffolk
1535: Countess of Hertford dies
1536  :  Edward Seymour,  son  of  Henry  VIII  and Jane Seymour, is born
1537  :  The  Seymour  Subterfuge at Tower Green: Edward Seymour, Earl of Hertford, dies
1538 : Amelia commences a strong education at Bradgate House - deemed essential for young ladies of her rank and status -  principles of arithmetic, grammar, history, reading, spelling, and writing. Languages. Includes learning the necessary education regarding dancing, embroidery, etiquette, household management, music, needlework, singing, cards, chess. She was also taught archery, falconry, riding, and hunting.
1546  :  Phillippa is invited to serve as Queen Anne’s maid of honour. Amelia follows suit later that year, with an invitation to join Princess Elizabeth’s ladies in waiting, venturing between Hatfield House, Hampton Court and Greenwich Palace.  A warrant is signed for the queen’s arrest, though abolished through the king and queen’s reconciliation. Thomas Cromwell is stripped of his title as Earl of Essex.
1552  :  Catholic and Protestant tensions rise at court
1556  :  Henry Grey dies. The Duke of Suffolk title reverts to the Crown, despite protest from the Greys to maintain their title and lands due to such a transition. Phillippa is arranged to marry Nicholas Sutton-Dudley, thus able to retain the dukedom of Suffolk, though the land is tied to her intended.
1557  :  Henry  VIII  dies, William is crowned king. Princess Elizabeth and her ladies join the king at his court, Amelia follows. Phillippa weds the Duke of Sufflolk.
1557: Amelia falls hard and fast for John Seymour, Earl of Hertfordshire.
1557: Amelia weds John Seymour in a clandestine ceremony
1558: Amelia returns to Bradgate, and her son, John “Jack” Seymour, is born in summer. Amelia is back in court by winter 1558.
1558  :  Hugh Courtenay, Earl of Devon - a leading supporter of the Grey’s- is executed.
1559  : The court celebrates the marriage of Anne Boleyn to Thomas Wyatt.
𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘  
Henry Grey spent the first sundown of 1533, nestled within the warmth of Bradgate House, in mourning: his second child born female, a failed attempt at hereditary security for the Duke and Duchess of Suffolk. Amelia’s bloodline overwhelmed the small vision of a newborn babe: she, the product of the established noble Grey’s and granddaughter to Mary Tudor, the Queen of France. Woven into a family with an intimidating lineage and rumoured Catholic sympathies. No son, no heir, was fated for Henry Grey and Katharine Brandon - instead Amelia, much like her sisters, was equipped with expectation for accolade and influence. Thus inheriting ancestral desire, to achieve a far greater purpose than herself.
Amelia’s transformative years consisted of building education like armour. The middle child trailing Phillippa’s footsteps and learning from her elder sister’s example, whilst guiding Eleanor’s in tow, hand outstretched behind her. Three Grey girls devouring letters sent by their mother spent in rich tutelage within the expansive Leicestershire grounds of Bradgate House. Initially a shy little creature, but perceptive, malleable, curious, Amelia was afforded expansive lessons, her preferred subjects blending with the art of charm- dancing, singing, literature. Desperate for her father’s approval, for her mother’s pride. Anticipating a life of content servitude to solidify her family’s seat. As her age progressed, she sought to emulate the qualities she’d seen her mother master. A necessity for a Grey, lest weakness for a movement’s folly turn ruinous.
As the Grey girls rehearsed their roles, so too did England watch her family in bubbling anticipation: Phillippa served as the queen’s maid of honour in an arranged attempt to quell rumours of rebellion. Shortly after her dear sister’s departure, Amelia joined the Princess Elizabeth’s ladies in waiting at her court in Hatfield House. The world grew wider as she served Elizabeth, travelling between Hatfield, Hampton Court and Greenwich Palace. So, too, did Amelia’s circle of spectators and companions. Ever committed to her own disarming role of grace, gentleness, poise, combatting the unyielding fears of familial ruin that rattled her system.  
Upon the death of her father, the Grey’s title and subsequent lands were stripped and reverted to the Crown’s rule. Phillippa is arranged in matrimony to salvage their ties to the duchy of Suffolk - a stark reminder of their servitude to the name Grey. Maintain, advance, thrive. There is no room for otherwise, in such critical times. No. She shall have no mercy, a vow she repeats within the introspection of her mind.
No mercy. Here, the girl evolves into woman, and the story’s pace accelerates- a hum approaching, unavoidable, undecipherable. Racing, racing, toward a fate of a new calibre.
She sparks throughout the new king’s court as the next Grey daughter to wed, lady-in-waiting to Princess Elizabeth and hellbent on tailoring herself as a prime prospective bride. She manages to amass decent traction as arrangements are discussed, teasing in nonsense of courtly love, poetry, delicate dances of targeted admiration.
Fate is twisted, cruel, shifts beautiful amongst the chaos. The warning signs etched into her system fade into the ether as she falls for John Seymour. Avoidant, initially - but unable to deny their disruptive connection, Amelia delves into a secret affair that shatters the years of work she’s spent finessing. The Grey service she’s devoted her life to protect.
John becomes part of what she swears to protect: her purpose strays from the primed path and paves a way with him, together. Rebellious and reckless, the pair wed in secret. The middle Grey daughter flees to Bradgate House, gives birth to their son, John “Jack” Seymour, for only the trusted few and the walls of her family estate to know.
Jack is born, but Amelia still carries with her the fates of all those tied within her web of success and duty, and all the enemies awaiting her demise. Her son’s, her husband’s, her families. Thus, she returns to court for the wedding of Anne Boleyn as Lady Grey, anxiously, agonisingly concealing her marriage and motherhood until the opportune moment arises. Transfixed on aiding her family however she can, when her own actions brought forth a dangerous vulnerability.
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untowonder-gone · 2 years
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we will call it a timeline,  but we all know it is merely a tree with many branching paths.
era unknown, creation  :  Twisted Wonderland,  Wonderland,  Looking Glass
Wonderland develops,  Looking Glass follows
the Queen of Hearts,  and King of Hearts,  take absolute control
the first appearance of card soldiers / card suits / playing cards is documented
Clover . Spade . Diamond .
Chess pieces make their first appearance in Looking Glass
Rosehearts is born in Looking Glass
Trappola is born in Looking Glass
Diamond is born in Looking Glass
Clover is born in Looking Glass
Spade is born in Looking Glass
unknown length of time,  unrest is felt in Looking Glass
the mirror is shattered,  only Red and White Queens have intact viewing mirrors
Charlotte Clover is born
Carrol Diamond is born
Roseae Rosehearts is born,  dies,  and is revived ; documented as an ill omen
Isabel Trappola is born without a tongue.  Trappolas plead to the Will and Heart of Looking Glass to remedy this.  Lucinda Trappola gives up her tongue so Isabel may have one.
Azure Spade is born with half a heart.  Spades plead to the Will and Heart of Looking Glass to save him.  He is gifted a glass heart.
Roseae Rosehearts gifted a viewing mirror in secret,  and shares his secret with only those close to him.  Grows to idealize the Queen of Hearts.
the Chess Piece Rebellion begins
Lucinda Trappola has visions of glass,  ink,  and a child who looks like Roseae becoming over taken by a monster with a heart shaped head made of cracked glass
Lucinda and Aubrey Trappola go missing
Isabel Trappola is taken in by the Rosehearts,  so he might be raised with his cousin.
the Chess Piece Rebellion rages on
Roseae Rosehearts admits to his companions that he wishes to save Looking Glass from the tyranny of Red and White.  that,  were he Queen,  he would bring peace to the land.
Rosehearts,  Trappola,  Clover,  Diamond,  and Spade join the Chess Piece rebellion
the rebellion is successful
Rosehearts is forcefully fed the flesh of Red,  and Trappola is fed the flesh of White
Looking Glass ceases to exist ;  is recreated by Roseae Rosehearts,  now Red Queen
the King of Hearts dreams of the crowning of the Red Queen and the White Queen
the Gilded Age of Looking Glass begins
Red Queen weds Lidia Rosehearts,  and fathers six children,  one daughter and five sons.
White Queen weds Iris Trappola,  and fathers eight children,  three daughters and five sons.
Clover and Diamond quietly begin to have an affair.
Isabel Trappola dreams of a third Queen all in black,  bleeding ink,  with a glass heart.  He only tells Azure Spade of this vision,  and swears him to secrecy.
the Gilded Age ends with the Great Massacre
Red Queen demands the death of all Kings and their children.
Red Queen creates Jabberwocky,  JubJub Bird,  and  Bandersnatch.
Clover and Diamond can only save Rosehearts’ daughter,  and spirit her away to Wonderland,  thus starting the Rosehearts line that can be traced to Riddle Rosehearts and Ace Trappola.
Azure Spade attempts to kill Red Queen to end the massacre,  but does not succeed.
Rosehearts punishes those who went against him.
the Era of Dreaming begins
Alice Liddle appears within Wonderland,  terrorizes the Queen of Hearts.  returns home,  wherever home may be.
Alice Underhill is born.
Alice Underhill appears in Looking Glass and is the first pawn to ever cross the board,  earning the title of Black Queen.
Alice Underhill leaves Looking Glass with a promise to return.
Looking Glass waits for Alice.
Red Queen becomes consumed by desires to learn everything about Twisted Wonderland,  including those who exist there,  due to Alice Underhill’s ties to the world.
Rosehearts head [ REDACTED ] begins researching Looking Glass,  attempts to make contact in order to obtain [ REDACTED ] from Red Queen.
Red Queen sends Rosehearts head white roses as an insult.  A new tradition is born for Red Queen.
Red Queen begins to use Jabberwocky as a living family tree,  increasing the monster’s size as needed to keep track of every member of his lineage.
Alice Underhill returns.
Alice Underhill OVERBLOTS,  is the first and only overblot within Looking Glass.
Red Queen becomes obsessed with the Phantom,  sends Clover to seek out Alice’s to feed to the phantom in order to keep it around for study.
200+ children named Alice are sacrificed to the Phantom.  Red Queen’s attention begins to wane.
no longer being fed or cared for by Red Queen,  the Phantom latches on to Clover.
Clover raises the Phantom,  names it Mary Ann.  begins to write his will.
Mary Ann begins to take on traits belonging to the many Alice's that it has consumed.  The Phantom sheds its murky inky appearance for that of a small girl of 8 and a 1/2 years of age.
Trappola begins to take an interest in the rearing of Mary Ann.  discusses Clover’s inevitable death at the hands of the Phantom he loves.
Clover dies after Mary Ann takes on a near perfect Wonderlandian form.
Red Queen begins to distantly assist in Mary Ann’s care. 
Trappola begins to assist in Mary Ann’s care.
Riddle Rosehearts is born.
Red Queen begins to document Riddle Rosehearts’‘ life.
Red Queen scatters these pages across the Black Squares,  to be collected by Mary Ann.
Mary Ann takes to finishing these pages,  and begins dreaming of Riddle Rosehearts.
Mary Ann turns 18 in Wonderlandian years. *
Mary Ann sleeps,  and Marianne awakens to the sight of a white rabbit,  following it into a corridor.
Marianne appears within Twisted Wonderland.
* This is marked as two years within Twisted Wonderland’s time,  and some dozen years in Wonderland.  Time has no meaning in Looking Glass,  and neither moves forward nor backwards.
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muraenide · 2 years
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@untowonder​ asked: Sometimes the Queen missed the cacophonous sounds of NRC's halls,  the students coming and going,  first-years moving in a rush, second and third taking their time,  having found their own groove.  Their own pace.  Were she not so tied to her Queendom,  to Looking Glass,  she might have stayed amongst those first-years now second-years.  Might have remained a single chess piece amongst card soldiers.  Of course,  such a fate was ought to reach now,  perhaps forever.
Though saddened,  at least she could linger like this,  using one of the mirror frames to lean out like a portrait ghost,  offering smiles and soft encouragements to the curious few who paused to look upon her.  A queen all dressed in black like a mourner,  wearing a crown of black diamonds and carved onyx.  
Using one of the mirror frames to lean out like a portrait ghost,  the queen all dressed in black like a mourner,  wearing a crown of black diamonds and carved onyx,  lingered.  She waited patiently in the midst of one of the halls,  hands resting upon the frame,  long locks of white platinum falling down her shoulders and nearly pooling upon the ground.  Before her first years rushed by,  chatting loudly, and making wild gestures,  whilst second and third years took their time, with no need to rush to get to class.  Among the crowd she could see old friends,  former companions.  Those from her old dorm,  those she had met in passing,  those she might have loved,  had love been meant for the Queen of Looking Glass.
By luck or good fortune among those who passed by was none other than Octavinelle's vice,  a little taller than she recalled.  Perhaps a little broader.  It had been a year,  after all,  since she had left NRC,  and returned once more to her Looking Glass Queendom.  Was he still studious as ever?  Was he still manipulative and cruel,  though clumsy in comparison to Red Queen?  Some day she might have to ask,  to take a moment between now and then to seek him out through a mirror or dream.  Some day but not today.  No,  today she had something else in mind.
It was sudden and swift,  her hand rising from the frame,  grasping onto Jade's sleeve and tugging him rather suddenly,  rather sharply to her person.  How swiftly she reached out once more,  to draw him in for a kiss.  To press her lips,  soft as velvet,  pink as the dawn,  against his own,  whilst her hands found purchase upon the lapels of his jacket,  sure to mess his pristine attire.
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The sun is slowly disappearing behind the distant mountains, casting an orange glow over the twisted world like a dream half-remembered. Jade had always been interested in these things: how the sun and moon switch places at different times during different seasons of the year, how the world turns on its axis, how the stars appear and disappear in the sky. Less than a year ago, he had someone to watch them with, someone who was content sitting quietly next to him, listening to his long rants of scientific discovery that no one else takes an interest in, asking questions whenever something appears confusing. He would answer her in ways he knew best. But at some point, he realised that he’d gotten used to her presence there.
(Down the long alleyways of Night Raven College, he could see her skipping happily down the corridor, so excitedly that it seemed like she would fall. “Becareful, Marianne. Lest you hurt yourself.” He had said with a pensive frown, voice laced with concern. It’s the happiest moment he’d seen her since they met, and yet something does not feel right. 
She’d stopped in her footfalls to turn around, and there it was: the brightest smile he’d ever remembered in memory on her lips. A wave of hurt washes through his chest. Something tells him that he was not the reason behind that sweet, radiant, and bright smile. And for that, comes the first and last memories he possess of guilt, guilt for not feeling happy for her when she is truly happy.
“Marianne, did something pleasant happen?” He asks, failing to include enthusiasm, even faked, into his voice. Thankfully, she did not seem to notice it.
“I've spent much too much time away from my duties as a Queen, and now I must return to my Queendom. And you, my fair weather friend,  should focus on your schooling, your future.” Came her answer. Jade thought she must have noticed, in some way, that he did not seem happy about it. He couldn’t be sure. But surely, a moment later, she adds, “But don’t be sad. I shan't say goodbye, for I will see you on the morrow!” )
He had not seen her since that day. When she left she’d taken something else with her, something from him, and it leaves Jade trapped in a limbo-like state, a harrowing feeling digging away at his heart that could not be satiable. It was not a lust for chaos, or anger, or envy--he could not describe it. He did not understand it. And so, he had not shared it with anyone else except for a few pages scribbled into his diary.
Something interferes and his train of thoughts shatters into a thousand irreparable pieces. Jade tastes the familiar sensation of something soft on his lips, and hands, smaller than anyone else he knew, gripping his lapels. Something -or someone- had taken him by surprise, which is rare, both to catch him deep in his thoughts so that his guard is down, and being able to utilize the element of surprise on someone who never even sleeps with both his eyes closed. 
❝Marianne?❞ He thought that name had been an echo emitted from his own mind, but he’d blurted it out before realization dawn on him.
There is a loud, embarrassing clatter when his books hit the ground. He had to free his hands to hold her in his grasp. To make sure she’s real. It’s been so long. A quiet, tiny voice cried from the back of his mind. She looks different, but he could recognise her face anywhere, especially up close. Past her shoulders he could see their reflection in the mirror, or more accurately, just hers. Mer like him who had no souls tend to not show up in mirrors without using some sort of spell. All he saw was a translucent Marianne clinging to thin air, a reflection of the truth that he was not meant to exist in her world, and she in his.
❝Is this what you meant by on the morrow, after all?❞ The words were said hastily in a voice that’s pained and curt. Jade feels the corner of his eyes sting, if that was even possible for mer. Mers don’t cry; but whether it’s because the oceans tend to wash away their tears before they could be realised, or because they has no soul and no heart, was a mystery that had been unsolved for centuries.
There is a seamlessly endless second as he held her and looked into her eyes, before he realised, that back then it was not happiness he’d seen on her. The smile was a smile but at its core it was not born out of genuine joy. How could he, a master artist of deception, failed to recognise it?
❝... You tricked me.❞ He says, with a half-smile on his face. He’d known victory all his life and any defeat never felt truly like a crushing defeat. This is his first. But therein lies the charm of having a queen sweeping you off your feet when she wasn’t ever trying.
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lavendersartistry · 2 months
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points aggressively at @onyxonline and their Space Riders AU
YOU STARTED A HYPERFIXATION, THANKS
OK SO-
just to clarify:
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THEY ARE THE SAME CHARACTER! THIS IS EVE EWE, ONE OF MY CRITTER OCS-
Ahemn, anyways-
For Space Riders, this would be the AU where Eve has her demonic heritage be more present. So technically for this AU, I see her a bit of like a alien princess?????
blinks in Star Wars reference
But her personality is still the same from what I have: Sweet, kind, bit motherly, serene.
Her pendant (lotus) would actually be a tattoo she would be born with instead of it being a signature piece to her space suit.
ANYWHOOO, TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK, ILL PROBABLY HYPERFIXATE ON THIS FOR A WHILE-
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smzeszikorova · 1 year
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Return of the Multi-Bio!
It’s the Pemokese (and Qhironese) Generals! Meet Yono Aamitok, Kasia Arkhonieva, and Darion Adrona. Adrona’s is the most recent drawing, so he’s wearing the redesigned Pemokese uniform. Hope y’all like it.
Damn, I don't think I've done this since the triple-villain bio. Speaking of, we've got Firesky, Winson, and Adriel coming up next.
Onward!
Yono Aamitok:
Leader of the Qhironese rebellion. Powerful, but not taken especially seriously by the Kenacian army because demeaning anti-Qhironese propaganda is a bitch. Fighting alongside the Pemokese in part because nothing unites like a common enemy and in part because her lovely wife is one of their top generals.
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Age: 44
Height: 5'8
Magic: Yeah, and it bugs the hell out of Arkhonieva. (It wouldn't bother her so much if Aamitok used it to stop the flow of blood when she's injured, but she thinks it's more fun to use it as a knife.)
Pronouns: She/her
Religion: Agnostic
Random Skills: Being more scrappy than Rolyn, more snacky than Winson, more vengeful than Catherine, and almost as accident-prone as Aorin.
Quote: “Keep me within your sight, monster, or I will give you a death as slow and excruciating as the one you gave my country.”
Don't Mention: Siomnil.
Stuff She Hates: Being woken up for literally any reason; the entire Kenacian government, especially Levi Niacera; being understood in her native language by nobody except Arkhonieva, Aorin, and Winson; fire.
Stuff She Loves: Eating ungodly amounts of Qhironese caramels and braiding her wife's hair. Also violence. More specifically, using her enemies' blood (or her own if she's pressed for time) to slice their necks open.
Crimes She'd Commit If You Paid Her: She couldn't care less about payment, but tons. Treason is her personal favorite.
Kasia Arkhonieva:
One of the Pemokese Army's top generals along with Adrona. Not quite as famous as Adrona due to her not also being an Aleonian-born diplomat with close professional ties to both King Lavszjeta and Queen Rolova. But nevertheless equally competent and equally commanding. Married to Aamitok.
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Age: 47
Height: 5'10
Magic: None
Pronouns: She/her
Religion: Hasn't put as much thought into it as her wife, but isn't especially religious.
Random Skills: Finding moments of calm within the chaos, making Aamitok blush, running on fumes, knowing how to wield most weapons, having an anecdote for every situation, being the only person on the Pemokese end who's consistently good at keeping a level head during crises.
Quote: "It's not in my nature to bear grudges against young fools like you, but do not mistake me. I will kill you if you become a threat."
Don't Mention: Whatever pessimistic take you've got on the war's outlook. She's got no patience for it.
Stuff She Hates: Idiotic, poorly-considered plans and people who complain at her for poking holes in all their idiotic, poorly-considered plans. Also war. Also the Kenacians, though she mostly just hates Levi in theory. Her real beef is with Paul Firesky.
Stuff She Loves: Being able to play the "experience" card with everyone, strawberries, exchanging stories with her wife about their respective countries and cultures, the color green.
Crimes She'd Commit If You Paid Her: None. Not necessarily because she takes issue with all forms of crime. Bribery just isn't her thing.
Darion Adrona (feat. Uniform Redesign):
The face of the Pemokese army. More respected among the Pemokese than King Lavszjeta. The only cast member who towers over Levi and scares the shit out of Winson. Has only adopted Aorin and Rolyn, but takes on a semi-parental role to most of their friends as well. Painfully (literally) unaware of how tight his hugs are.
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Age: 43
Height: 6'7
Magic: Yes. He doesn't use it especially often, though.
Pronouns: He/him
Religion: Jewish
Random Skills: Beating everyone at chess, giving life advice, making Levi feel small, debate, carrying multiple whole-ass people at once like burlap sacks. Also has a kind of extrasensory awareness of when the Prissy Squad's engaging in Dumb Shit™.
Quote: "Our plan? Our plan was to kill some fucking Kenacians."
Don't Mention: The wacky hijinks you got into with Aorin and Rolyn a few minutes ago, unless you think group interrogations are fun.
Stuff He Hates: Losing control over situations, having his orders questioned, being called by his first name, and the Aleonian government's refusal to pick a goddamn side. Interestingly enough, he's one of the few "good guys" who doesn't hate Levi. He simply wants to put a permanent end to his reign. This irritates the fuck out of Levi, who absolutely despises not being able to rile people up.
Stuff He Loves: His kids. Strategy. Hearing people sing. Giving surprise hugs to his friends, impersonal but devastating insults to his enemies, and life lessons to everyone.
Crimes He'd Commit If You Paid Him: None. Bribery isn't his thing, either. But he's also a lot more particular about crime in general than Arkhonieva is.
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ultimategirldad · 2 years
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Here's my fun thought of the day: I was wondering if there were any games that combined chess and playing cards, out of curiosity. So I looked it up.
Turns out - there is! Want to know what it's called? You'll laugh.
Knightmare chess. 
The wiki page tells me that knightmare chess "is played with cards that change the default rules of chess. The cards might change how a piece moves, move opponent's pieces, create special squares on the board or otherwise alter the game." 
Fun!
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pronounsrus · 2 years
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Wonderland theme
warning: none
Al/Alice/Alices/Alice's/Aliceself
Adven/Adventure/Adventures/Adventure's/Adventureself
Advent/Adventurer/Adventurers/Adventurer's/Adventurerself
Bun/Bunny/Buns/Bunny's/Bunself/Bunnyself
Boo/Book/Books/Book's/Bookself
Blu/Blue/Blues/Blue's/Blueself
Butter/Butterfly/Butterflys/Butterfly's/Butterflyself
Car/Card/Cards/Card's/Cardself
Col/Colour/Colours/Colour's/Colourself
Ca/Cat/Cats/Cat's/Catself
Chesh/Cheshire/Cheshires/Cheshire's/Cheshireself
Cur/Curious/Curiousitys/Curiouslity's/Curiousself/Curiousityself
Co/Court/Courts/Court's/Courtself
Co/Court/Courteous'/Courtesy's/Courteousself/Courtesyself
Cro/Crown/Crowns/Crown's/Crownself
Cro/Croquet/Croquets/Croquet's/Croquetself
Cat/Cattapiller/Cattapillers/Catapiller's/Cattapillerself
Chess/Chess/Chess'/Chess'/Chessself
Clo/Clover/Clovers/Clover's/Cloverself
Clo/Clock/Clocks/Clock's/Clockself
Clu/Club/Clubs/Club's/Clubself
Door/Doormouse/Doormice/Doormouse's/Doormouseself
Drea/Dream/Dreams/Dream's/Dreamself
Diz/Dizzy/Dizzys/Dizzy's/Dizzyself
Dut/Duchess/Duchess'/Dutchess'/Dutchessself
Do/Dodo/Dodos/Dodo's/Dodoself
Dia/Diamond/Diamonds/Diamond's/Diamondself
En/Enchant/Enchantings/Enchant's/Enchantingself/Enchantself
Frie/Friend/Friends/Friendly's/Friendself/Friendlyself
Ga/Game/Games/Game's/Gameself
Gir/Girl/Girls/Girl's/Girlself
Gryph/Gryphon/Gryphons/Gryphon's/Gryphonself
Gla/Glass/Glasses/Glass's/Glassself
Gnat/Gnat/Gnats/Gnat's/Gnatself
Hat/Hatter/Hatters/Hatter's/Hatterself
Hat/Hat/Hats/Hat's/Hatself
Hear/Heart/Hearts/Heart's/Heartself
Ho/Hole/Holes/Hole's/Holeself/Rabbit holeself
Her/Hero/Heros/Hero's/Heroself
Image/Imagine/Imaginations/Imagination's/Imaginationself/Imageself/Imagineself
Jab/Jabber/Jabberwockys/Jabberwocky's/Jabberwockself/Jabberwockyself
Jest/Jester/Jesters/Jester's/Jesterself
Joke/Joker/Jokers/Joker's/Jokerself
Ki/King/Kings/King's/Kingself
Knave/Knave/Knaves/Knave's/Knaveself
Kni/Knight/Knights/Knight's/Knightself
Look/Looking/Looking glasses/Looking glass's/Looking glassself/Lookingself/Lookself
Mar/March/March hares/March hare's/March hareself/Marchself/Hareself
Mack/Mack turtle/Mack turtles/Mack turtle's Mack turtleself/Mockself/Turtleself
Mad/Mad/Mads/Mad's/Madself
Mad/Mad/Mad hatters/Mad hatter's/Mad hatterself
Mir/Mirror/Mirrors/Mirror's/Mirrorself
Mis/Mistery/Mysterys/Mysteries/Misteryself
Mis/Mysterious/Misterious'/Misteries/Misteriousself
Mer/Merry/Merrys/Merry's/Merryself
Mou/Mouse/Mice/Mouse's/Mouseself/Miceself
Mush/Mushy/Mushrooms/Mushroom's/Mushroomself/Mushyself
Na/Name/Names/Name's/Nameself
Od/Odd/Odds/Odd's/Oddself
Par/Party/Partys/Party's/Partyself
Pi/Pike/Pikes/Pike's/Pikeself
Pock/Pocket/Pocket watchs/Pocket watch's/Pocket watchself/Pocketself
Que/Queen/Queens/Queen's/Queenself
Ra/Rabbit/Rabbits/Rabbit's/Rabbitself
Red/Red/Reds/Red's/Redself
Red/Red queen/Red queens/Red queen's/Red queenself
Red/Red/Red kings/Red king's/Red kingself
Reflect/Reflection/Reflections/Reflection's/Reflectionself
Stra/Strange/Stranges/Strange's/Strangeself
Shar/Shard/Shards/Shard's/Shardself
Sane/Sane/Sanes/Sane's/Saneself
Spa/Spade/Spades/Spade's/Spadeself
Shroo/Shroom/Shrooms/Shroom's/Shroomself
Tweed/Tweedle/Tweedledees/Tweedledee's/Tweedledeeself
Tweed/Tweedle/Tweedledums/Tweedledum's/Tweedledumself
Tru/Trust/Trusts/Trust's/Trustself
Tru/Truth/Truths/Truth's/Truthself
Trav/Travel/Travels/Travel's/Travelself
Trav/Travel/Travelers/Traveler's/Travelerself
Tea/Tea/Teas/Tea's/Teaself
Tea/Tea/Tea partys/Tea party's/Tea partyself
Ti/Tile/Tiles/Tile's/Tileself
Ti/Time/Times/Time's/Timeself
Un/Unbirth/Unbirthdays/Unbirthday's/Unbirthdayself
Whi/White/Whites/White's/Whiteself
Whi/White/White queens/White queen's/White queenself
Whi/White/White rabbits/White rabbit's/White rabbitself
Wonder/Wonderland/Wonderlands/Wonderland's/Wonderlandself
Wonder/Wonder/Wonders/Wonder's/Wonderself
Wa/Watch/Watchs/Watch's/Watchself
👧/👧/👧s/👧's/👧self
👸🏼/👸🏼/👸🏼s/👸🏼's/👸🏼self
🤴🏽/🤴🏽/🤴🏽s/🤴🏽's/🤴🏽self
👑/👑/👑s/👑's/👑self
🎩/🎩/🎩s/🎩's/🎩self
🐱/🐱/🐱s/🐱's/🐱self
🐁/🐁/🐁s/🐁's/🐁self
🐭/🐭/🐭s/🐭's/🐭self
🐇/🐇/🐇s/🐇's/🐇self
🐰/🐰/🐰s/🐰's/🐰self
☕️/☕️/☕️s/☕️'s/☕️self
🍰/🍰/🍰s/🍰's/🍰self
🃏/🃏/🃏s/🃏's/🃏self
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lord-pigeon · 3 years
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Ngl I'm like, 70% sure there's some deeplore behind why the Gnosis are referred to as chesspieces and the fact that Yae outright says it connects them to Celestia. Spoiler stuff under the break but that's a given.
Between what Signora said (and given who exactly she is) about the Tsaritsa, I earnestly believed the Tsaritsa is trying to save the fellow Archons by severing their ties to Celestia before she goes nuclear on it. Her domain before it changed was Love, after all, and Zhongli seems to see a lot of similarities between her and Hadria. And if the translation of Ei's background is correct, then her sister died through some crazy shit that went down at Khaeneria's fall that seemed to effect the gods themselves. So what does this have to do with the Gnosis thing I just mentioned?
Well, all the Archons Gnosis being likened to chess pieces I feel is more than a throw away line given how much foreshadowing Honkai had in the early chapters with characters like Sirin and Fu Hua. So here's my current theory:
Venti/Barbatos is the Bishop, mostly in reference to the fact he's the only one with a Not-Catholic church and has a religious-esque following.
Zhongli/Morax is the King, given his place as the eldest and likely strongest of the Archons, having taken out the rest of the gods and probably bullying some back into the Dark Sea. If Zhongli goes down to a threat, then it's very likely no other Archon will survive either, thus leading to a 'checkmate'.
Beelze/Baal/Ei is the Rook, because she is most definitely the powerhouse so far, but is also stubborn and only looks at things from one angle, like how the Rook can only move in a straight line. The Rook is also used symbolically for a watchtower, which is a bit symbolic for her own Tower she vibes in that overlooks Inazuma.
Sumeru's Archon is the youngest by far and is all about knowledge and has room to grow, making him the Pawn. Since there's no real info on him, that's the most I can really provide.
Fontaine's Archon is likely the Knight, because of her stringent belief in justice as a motif and fact she's in a classic French-looking environment. Dainslief also notes a lot of masquerade and nobility antics going on when describing the Fontaine arc, which fits the noble knight atmosphere.
Natlan's Archon is the Queen, given her domain is War. She's most likely the most prone to showing off her full power and sweeping things as she pleases, unlike Zhongli who kind of keeps to himself. Since we don't know much about her either, that's best I can do for her as well.
The Tsartisa is the "Player" who is collecting all the pieces in means to beat the living shit out of Celestia. I genuinely think she's trying to help the Archons and that's why the two oldest, Venti and Zhongli, clearly hold no animosity towards the Fatui. Despite being bullied by Signora, Venti seemed very chill about having it stolen, and if its something of a badge connecting them to Celestia, it makes sense for the freedom-loving bard to want it gone. Zhongli is all about contracts and it was likely part of the Fatui deal at the end of the Liyue arc that had the Tsartisa explaining her motivations to him, knowing he cannot break the contract to explain himself and ruining her scheme. He likely took it because he knew what she was doing and wanted to let her do it.
Yae is much smarter than she lets on and is bit of a troll, so I don't doubt she figured it out herself and wanted to keep Ei safe. It's not like the Gnosis is the root of the Archon's powers, since the Shogun can still fuckin dunk on people even as a puppet, ie F for Signora in the chat.
Since I been playing since launch, I also did the Fischl quest that introduced Scaramouche. I will note that compared to my friend who started later, his introduction is notably different depending. He seems affable and his overconfident self with newcomers, with a title card and saying "Oh great Traveler" (something like it at least). With my account, he walked in with "Of course you found this place, congrats" and looked incredibly pissy. Throughout the cutscene he seemed much more...on edge and typically evil, versus the more flamboyant self he was with the newcomers.
So I feel whatever Scaramouche found with the constellations fucked him up fierce, but he's still very adamantly for the Fatui given he's still working for them despite it. So my theory for that is he knows Celestia is up to some shit, and continues to ally with Tsartisa cause he knows she's going to bring it down.
Not-Kiana, I mean the Nameless God, I feel is going to actively be an antagonist to the Tsaritsa and it'll force the Traveler to choose between the Fatui that they loathe, or the entity that stole their twin.
There's also the matter that the other twin seems to be working with the Abyss, who are the last remains of Khaeneriah. And of course, the fact that Kaeya is a sleeper agent for Khaeneriah that was just given to the Ragvinder's to infiltrate Treyvat. Not sure what's up with those Not-Dwarven Shits but somethings sketchy.
Of course this is all theory crafting but hey, that's part of the fun in the game to me.
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scarletarosa · 5 years
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Hekate
Greek goddess of magick, spirits, crossroads, the night, and the Moon
Hekate was said to be the only child of the Titans Perses and Asteria from whom she received her power over heaven, earth, and sea. She appears to have been an ancient Thracian divinity, and a Titan, who, from the time of the Titans, ruled in heaven, on the earth, and in the sea, who bestowed on mortals wealth, victory, wisdom, good luck to sailors and hunters, and prosperity to youth and to the flocks of cattle; but all these blessings might at the same time be withheld by her, if mortals did not deserve them. She was the only one among the Titans who retained this power under the rule of Zeus, and she was honoured by all the immortal gods. Hekate is known to be a bringer of good luck due to her rulership over magick, since magick is an extreme bringer of change. She is the goddess who knows many secrets and is the one who guards gates, the crossroads, and entryways of all kinds.
While Hekate is often believed to be a “triple goddess”, a Wiccan concept of the stages of maiden, mother, and crone in a goddess, Hekate actually appears in triple form to represent the three-way crossroads. She is sometimes described as of terrible appearance, either with three bodies or three heads, the one of a horse, the second of a dog, and the third of a lion. There is another very important feature which arose out of the notion of her being a chthonic divinity, namely, she was regarded as a spectral being, who at night sent from the Underworld all kinds of entities and phantoms, who taught sorcery and witchcraft, who dwelt at places where two roads crossed each other, on tombs, and near the blood of murdered people. Although known to be associated with the powers of the Underworld, Hekate does not dwell there, as she prefers to wander. She makes no place her domain but instead roams dark and solitary places during the night, especially the isolated crossroads. She is said to wander with the souls of the dead, and her approach is announced by the howling of dogs. In Greek art, she was sometimes represented as a single being, but sometimes also as a three-headed monster.
When the ancient Greeks had begun to worship some gods they encountered from Egypt, one of them was Heka, the deity of magick. Heka is a very ancient deity who is both male and female, with obscure origins. They are also extremely powerful; one of the most powerful deities in our universe. The Greeks worshiped this god as a goddess and called them Hekate, who they viewed as a Titaness due to how ancient they are. Under the worship of the Greeks, Heka took on a female form and taught them the complex art of magick. She knows everything about sorcery, even including the knowledge of how to heal illness, perform exorcisms, summon storms, destroy enemies, and necromancy. She teaches the way of empowerment through severe discipline and constant learning, for any human who fully devotes themselves to magick will be able to rise above many challenges of this world.
Appearance: a woman in her 30’s with long black hair, black eyes (only the irises), and has pale skin. She has black-feathered wings and wears a black dress that comes down to her feet.
Personality: Hekate is often very quiet, mysterious, gloomy, and serious. She is extremely knowledgeable on all things regarding magick and can teach humans on the proper ways to perform this ancient craft, as well as how to improve one’s astral senses. Hekate is the very embodiment of magick, the ancient spiritual power that flows through creation; thus she knows best how one can become a witch and the many secrets regarding this path. However, one must earn her respect and prove their worth before being told such knowledge. If angered, Hekate becomes horrifying in appearance and puts powerful curses upon whoever wronged her. 
She takes magick very seriously and expects her devotees to act similarly, especially since magick requires great devotion and some personal sacrifice. She teaches the way of how magick can be harnessed through the astral and how one can greatly empower themselves through mastering the art of sorcery. The possibilities of magick are nearly endless, and it allows even humans to make powerful impacts on their reality, depending on how adept they are. With the moon, Hekate uses its connection with intuition as well as illusions and the unknown. She can teach people to enter into the dark, overcoming their fears and doubts, then reemerging with deeper understanding at the end. She can test people as well, especially if one feels ready to enter the Ego Death (the Dark Night of the Soul) to become masterful with magick by being painfully Reborn. 
Hekate doesn’t show anger towards those who view magick in simplistic ways, but she may refuse to speak to them if they are like this. Therefore, it is best to place serious devotion into magick and to be willing to work hard for its power before being devoted to the goddess of magick herself. Hekate tends to wander during the night at forests, crossroads, and desolate places. Crossroads have been regarded since antiquity as a place of meeting and unexpected changes. Thus, they are a good symbol for magick-workings and are sacred to Hekate. As for keys, this is a complex symbol that has multiple meanings for her, including keys of access to hidden realms, keys of arcane knowledge, and keys of access to forbidden places.
| Symbolism of Hekate |
Crossroads
Torches
Keys
Athames
Black dogs
Polecats
Serpents
The Moon
The Letter Y (three-way)
| Some of her epithets |
Æmbýlios (At the gate)
Amaimákrætos Vasíleia (Indomitable queen)
Dǽspina (Mistress)
Einodía (At the cross-roads)
Khthónii (Of the Underworld)
Nyktǽria (Of the night; hidden)
Ouræsiphítis (She who haunts the mountains)
Philǽrimos (Lover of solitude)
Phohsphóros (Bringer of light)
Dadouchos (Torch-bearer)
Própolos (Guide)
Sæmní (Revered)
Sóhteira (Protectress)
Deinos (Terrible)
Triodítis (Of the crossroads; the three-ways)
Trímorphos (Three-formed)
Tymvídios (Of the grave)
Vrimóh (The terrible one)
Offerings: red wine, pomegranate juice, dark chocolate, pomegranates, figs, blackberries, sour cherries, black and white beads, chess boards (black and white ones), bat wings, dragonfly wings, animal bones, snakeskin (from venomous snakes only), toadstools, queen of night orchid, nightflower perfume, Fiore del Dragone perfume, midnight dahlia perfume, bat figurines, black cat figurines, toad figurines, spider figurines, black feathers, starfish, cat eye crystal, moonstone, obsidian, black onyx, black fabric (to cover altar), scrying orbs, handheld mirrors, black mirrors, chicken feet, silver coins, dark-themed tarot cards, Oracle of Black Enchantment cards, Ouija boards/planchettes, athames, keys, occult tomes, traditional witchcraft books, images of the moon, a black candle with a red ribbon tied around it, and incense of opium or Queen of the Night
*her food offerings can be placed at a crossroads if available
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