May 2013
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I changed my URL from fergus-king to fergusthebearking. ^-^
May 22nd
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meridastangledlocks asked: "'m in lov' with Young Macintosh. 've always loved him, since I was a wee lass. Him an' his stupid lovely flowin' locks an' big nose. An' I want yer blessin'."
May 18th
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meridastangledlocks asked: "Da, 'm in lov' with the Young Macintosh an' I want yer blessin'."
May 18th
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ooc: Going to be playing with my theme for a bit. Found one I think would work great. Plus it’s called The King. Xp Very fitting. So anyway. Under construction for a bit.
May 16th
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The Competition
fantasy-ladies-rp: *Elinor watched and smiled as the red head kept winning. She secretly rooted for him as music played. A dance started before the main game and Elinor got up, joining the circle and laughing* Now and again, Fergus’ blue eyes would flick over to Elinor, a smile turning up his lips any time he caught her watching him. His smile only widened when the dancing started, a...
May 16th
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Prom Headcanon
Fergus would be that teacher who teaches gym and history. Only instead of properly teaching his history class, he would incorporate physical exercise into it (such as sword fighting or other such things). He also likes odd sorts of gym activities such as archery and learning to use an assortment of other weapons. 
May 11th
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The Wisps' Will
craftywoodcarver: The woman’s back straightened suddenly at the comment, “Who-? Oh! The red haired lass!” The elder nodded as she stepped around the bulky man and into her shop, glad she had left the door this way and not leading into her conjuring room. “Now, did you come to buy something?” Impatience swelled in her voice, she had things to do, and stocking back up to her previous inventory...
May 11th
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The Competition
fantasy-ladies-rp: *Elinor sat on her throne and watched the games. She laughed delicately as men failed at throwing the log and smiled at the successes. She petted her dog’s head and her eyes kept going to the redhead* Fergus excelled in the games. He easily won the caber toss, a chuckle coming from the large man as no one came close to his distance. He knew it wasn’t the main game, but...
May 6th
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May 4th
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April 2013
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The Competition
fantasy-ladies-rp: *Elinor stood and went to the front. She smiled regally* I choose for the game, a swordplay tournament…*She gestured for them to go outside and she traveled past the suitors, most of them staring at her in obscene ways* When Fergus heard the decision, a smile broke onto his lips. He wore a toothy grin that turned up the corners of his red mustache. This was sure to be fun. ...
Apr 23rd
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The Competition
fantasy-ladies-rp: *The kingdoms had once again come together. The day was sunny and perfect for the games as Elinor sat in her small throne next to her parents. Her long brown hair was out and had flowers pinned to it, making her seem like a fairy from the woods. She watched the men come and get ready for the games. She spotted a larger man with red hair and thought he was quite handsome* ...
Apr 22nd
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Anonymous asked: Maces
Apr 12th
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Apr 7th
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Apr 6th
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Apr 5th
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Apr 4th
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Apr 3rd
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Apr 2nd
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Apr 1st
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March 2013
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Mar 31st
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Royal Meeting (King Fergus and Ruffnut)
ruffnutthorstonthebesttwin: “Well you know there’s been incidents, I think they forget they’re so big compared to people sometimes so they’ll knock stuff over or step on it. And since they have two different personalities but one body they get into fights a lot. One wants to go this way the other that way, then it escalates in them snapping and then accidently shooting a fire ball.” She...
Mar 31st
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Mar 30th
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Mar 29th
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BUT TUMBLR HAS AN ENTIRE PAGE JUST ABOUT ITS... →
sketchlock: wdya: WHY DOESN’T IT TELL PEOPLE ABOUT THIS THIS IS LIFE-CHANGING Wat.
Mar 28th
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Mar 28th
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Mar 27th
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Mar 26th
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Mar 25th
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Mar 24th
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Mar 23rd
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meridas-tangled-locks: In the air was the smell of buns coming fresh from the oven, as well as that of spiced meat. It would only be a matter of time before they would get called in, each to be chided at gently by Elinor, though neither would mind much. There was still just enough time to get some new scratches and make prints in the sodden dirt. “S’ are we studyin’ history or geography...
Mar 22nd
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Mar 22nd
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Mar 21st
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Mar 20th
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Mar 19th
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Mar 18th
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Mar 17th
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Mar 16th
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The Woods @Aurora and @Fergus
princess—ofthe—dawn: Aurora, startled, whipped around to face in the direction of the voice that had called out to her. Her blue eyes widen in fear at the massive size of the man in front of her. His hair seemed as if it was on fire. His teal-colored clothing blended in well with the forest surrounding him, and his midnight colored cloak signaled a high status.  Unconsciously, the...
Mar 16th
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Send Me A Word And I'll Make A Headcanon From It
Mar 11th
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Anonymous asked: Did you love Elinor before you married her?
Mar 11th
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Mar 4th
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Royal Meeting (King Fergus and Ruffnut)
ruffnutthorstonthebesttwin: “A Hideous Zippleback.” Ruffnut said simply, taking a step back to stroke Belch’s chin, the dragons head letting out a soft rumble of pleasure. The other head, Barf, didn’t take his eyes off the stranger. Or the stranger’s weapon. “One of the Fear Class of dragons…least they are back home on Berk.” She added, remembering they either didn’t have dragons in Scotland or...
Mar 4th
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Mar 3rd
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Mar 2nd
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Mar 1st
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February 2013
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Feb 28th
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The Wisps' Will
craftywoodcarver: The small door with a spider-shaped knocker swung open quite easily at the man’s push. The smell of pine, cedar, and mahogany rushed passed the bulky man and out into the crisp, morning air. The room was empty except for several wooden bear statuettes on the few tables placed around the room. One table was covered with shavings and layers of dust, several aged chisels also laid...
Feb 25th
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January 2013
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Jan 31st
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Jan 30th
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