Shorkgirl

That Queer Shark 🏳️‍⚧️☭∍⧽⧼∊🦈

  • Sidhe/Fae/They

Oh Yeah, Our name is Aellae on Discord.

A House of Madness
If I am not I
Then who am I
Jewish
Gay Poetry Nerd
Still Searching for Arcadia
Distinctly Abnormal

My Scribblings
Gallery that has Aellae Screenshots - Including the NSFW ones.
✡ - ϴ⨺ - Plural - Poly - 44 T1D

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Korps Agent West Coast

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Feel free to ask us anything!
Interact with me? Yes, I luv it
In FFXIV a lot of the time
Moon Code : B4ENK65XV4
Carrd : https://aellae-catte.carrd.co/#
Aellae's Mostly IC Place:
@Dispatches-From-Amaurot

posts from @Shorkgirl tagged #Plural Ask Game

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Wolfsoul
@Wolfsoul asked:
  1. what herb or spice do you think you would be friends with, if you were also an herb or spice?
Surely they shant grind me down for powder, have you seen how lovely I am? The brilliance of my flowers? I am not like you my dear Cardamom, or you, brilliant Nutmeg! I am so lovely, my darling Ceylon they shant ever do a horror upon me! Oh- Oh what are they doing? They are reaching and stealing my threads! For shame! Perfidy!

I should think I would be friends with Saffron. For my dearest mate Silphium has been locked in her room in Turkey to make sure no one can reach her so that her population might regrow, if in fact, it's her that the professors found in 2022.


FlidaisOakclamber
@FlidaisOakclamber asked:

for that ask game, 19! what is your favorite weather, and why do you like it?

A vaguely cloudy sky upon the sea coast, with a westerly wind coming in off the sea and sweeping the heat of the day away with it. There is nothing so stirs our collective soul quite like the tinge of the ocean on the wind, the cool of the sea coast warms something in our heart. We are inextricably tied to the massive rolling expanse of the primeval ocean off the coast near us. It feels like home.


autumnbliss
@autumnbliss asked:
  1. how does age work for your system’s members?
We have a strange relationship with aging. Whether or not we ourselves age in our perceptions of who we are. Aging will happen. Entropy flows in the material world we exist in. Generally we accept that someone is the age they state they are in our head. That is part of their perception of self, the physical amount of time existent in the world is another thing entirely. Meminisse is forty three years physically, I have been with her for thirty of those years, though my own age is a complex and slightly sticky wicket.

Valeria, as a Fallen Cherubim sometimes simply laughs and quips. 'Time is a concept that was created as a cage!' By which she means that time only matters so long as we accept role it plays in the consensual accepted reality of our world. Choosing to disregard that collective acceptance is a radical thing, and something that Valeria and Meminisse have come to agree on in many ways- though the latter has yet to find her way home to Arcadia, Alfheim, whatever name you ascribe to the place. Though she always is looking for the doors here and there.

The Fox has her tails. I have the trail of lives I've lived. There are different measures, and yet, the reality remains that this physical form shall be rendered to dust someday, which does leave the grand question: Will we persist in some form or another? How bound are our souls and memories to this frail physicality? And we counsel ourselves, that so long as we are remembered, we will live.

Though of course, we ever hope, there are other worlds than this, and that we will go on. But that is ever the great mystery. To us, our relationship to age is intricately tied to our relationship to our own mortality.