Ingrid Brandl Galatea
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— Fly higher than the clouds, and taste your freedom.
A RP account for Ingrid Brandl Galatea from FE3H and FEW3H. Run by Starry. MDNI.
A RP account for Ingrid Brandl Galatea from FE3H and FEW3H. Run by Starry. MDNI.
[Gestures to the nonsense about mosquitoes.]
Asylum…? From what, exactly?
I request asylum.
February 16, 2026 at 4:22 AM
[Gestures to the nonsense about mosquitoes.]
The secon— [Dead silence, then burning quakes dimitri.]
Aw…
[Like a kid disappointed he couldn’t have any sweets.]
Now, why would you do that? I’ve got to find the second one I captured.
[Like a kid disappointed he couldn’t have any sweets.]
Now, why would you do that? I’ve got to find the second one I captured.
[BURNING QUAKES THE MOSQUITO TO DEATH.]
I’m sorry it had to come to this.
I’m sorry it had to come to this.
February 16, 2026 at 4:22 AM
The secon— [Dead silence, then burning quakes dimitri.]
[BURNING QUAKES THE MOSQUITO TO DEATH.]
I’m sorry it had to come to this.
I’m sorry it had to come to this.
I’m sorry you feel that way.
[Letting the mosquito go. A slight smirk on the corner of his lips.]
Well, we can’t have you spreading secrets.
You understand, I’m sure.
[Letting the mosquito go. A slight smirk on the corner of his lips.]
Well, we can’t have you spreading secrets.
You understand, I’m sure.
[Achilles looks torn between murder and fleeing]
…-Dima, I’m resigning.
…-Dima, I’m resigning.
February 16, 2026 at 4:19 AM
[BURNING QUAKES THE MOSQUITO TO DEATH.]
I’m sorry it had to come to this.
I’m sorry it had to come to this.
I request asylum.
Whatever’s going on in Faerghus…
February 16, 2026 at 4:19 AM
I request asylum.
[Achilles looks torn between murder and fleeing]
…-Dima, I’m resigning.
…-Dima, I’m resigning.
Come now. It’s not even…
[It’s most definitely walking(?) over to Achilles.]
Aht. Back. Leave Achilles alone.
[It’s most definitely walking(?) over to Achilles.]
Aht. Back. Leave Achilles alone.
GET IT AWAY FROM ACHILLES.
February 16, 2026 at 4:08 AM
[Achilles looks torn between murder and fleeing]
…-Dima, I’m resigning.
…-Dima, I’m resigning.
GET IT AWAY FROM ACHILLES.
Oh, don’t fret, Ingrid.
They don’t bite.
… well, they DO, but still.
They don’t bite.
… well, they DO, but still.
Get that thing away from Achilles.
February 16, 2026 at 4:02 AM
GET IT AWAY FROM ACHILLES.
Get that thing away from Achilles.
I have decided to employ new creatures in which my soldiers can ride.
February 16, 2026 at 3:57 AM
Get that thing away from Achilles.
He’s kicked out for a week.
February 15, 2026 at 2:17 AM
He’s kicked out for a week.
SYLVAIN JOSÉ GAUTIER, IT IS VALENTINE’S DAY!
I did not spend the last week poring through the rule book just to lose to this walking broccoli on hour three, babe. Have some faith in me.
You’re about to check yourself in to an infirmary.
February 15, 2026 at 12:24 AM
SYLVAIN JOSÉ GAUTIER, IT IS VALENTINE’S DAY!
You’re about to check yourself in to an infirmary.
Dammit Ingrid, he just unchecked himself.
I’m about to be a widow. ☺️
February 15, 2026 at 12:19 AM
You’re about to check yourself in to an infirmary.
I’m about to be a widow. ☺️
Honey, you're distracting me. I'm trying to win here.
February 15, 2026 at 12:15 AM
I’m about to be a widow. ☺️
[Smooches Lucas, Roisin, and Colette’s foreheads]
Your papa is being stupid, but I have you three, so everything is okay.
Your papa is being stupid, but I have you three, so everything is okay.
February 15, 2026 at 12:06 AM
[Smooches Lucas, Roisin, and Colette’s foreheads]
Your papa is being stupid, but I have you three, so everything is okay.
Your papa is being stupid, but I have you three, so everything is okay.
My husband is currently having a sapiosexual dick measuring contest with Linhardt instead of spending today with me.
…-It’s fine I have the children to spoil.
…-It’s fine I have the children to spoil.
February 15, 2026 at 12:01 AM
My husband is currently having a sapiosexual dick measuring contest with Linhardt instead of spending today with me.
…-It’s fine I have the children to spoil.
…-It’s fine I have the children to spoil.
Khalid is in the doghouse tonight.
September 18, 2025 at 10:59 PM
Khalid is in the doghouse tonight.
Reposted by Ingrid Brandl Galatea
September 17, 2025 at 1:09 AM
No, I suppose it’s my fault for marrying a king.
…-But you should come visit more. Maybe he’ll be more inclined to stop slacking off if I’m not the only one disappointed in him.
…-But you should come visit more. Maybe he’ll be more inclined to stop slacking off if I’m not the only one disappointed in him.
Hey, now!
Do I need to go knock some sense into him? He often /did/ need that…
Do I need to go knock some sense into him? He often /did/ need that…
You can blame your old house leader.
Why did I ever fall for a man like that…
[Politics are not Ingrid’s thing. She rather fight with weapons than words.]
Why did I ever fall for a man like that…
[Politics are not Ingrid’s thing. She rather fight with weapons than words.]
September 17, 2025 at 1:03 AM
No, I suppose it’s my fault for marrying a king.
…-But you should come visit more. Maybe he’ll be more inclined to stop slacking off if I’m not the only one disappointed in him.
…-But you should come visit more. Maybe he’ll be more inclined to stop slacking off if I’m not the only one disappointed in him.
You can blame your old house leader.
Why did I ever fall for a man like that…
[Politics are not Ingrid’s thing. She rather fight with weapons than words.]
Why did I ever fall for a man like that…
[Politics are not Ingrid’s thing. She rather fight with weapons than words.]
[She visibly deflects with a droop of her shoulders and a small pout.]
Not agaaaaain.
Not agaaaaain.
Politics.
Unfortunately.
Unfortunately.
September 17, 2025 at 12:45 AM
You can blame your old house leader.
Why did I ever fall for a man like that…
[Politics are not Ingrid’s thing. She rather fight with weapons than words.]
Why did I ever fall for a man like that…
[Politics are not Ingrid’s thing. She rather fight with weapons than words.]
//I haven’t made you all suffer the Claudgrid timeline enough :-)
September 17, 2025 at 12:25 AM
//I haven’t made you all suffer the Claudgrid timeline enough :-)
I’m not cut out for being anyone’s queen.
[We love the crippling self doubt hours.]
[We love the crippling self doubt hours.]
September 17, 2025 at 12:25 AM
I’m not cut out for being anyone’s queen.
[We love the crippling self doubt hours.]
[We love the crippling self doubt hours.]
Politics.
Unfortunately.
Unfortunately.
[She gasps!!]
Gown shopping?! What are we dressing for?
Gown shopping?! What are we dressing for?
September 17, 2025 at 12:23 AM
Politics.
Unfortunately.
Unfortunately.
September 16, 2025 at 2:46 PM
I was hoping for ‘beauty is as powerful as my spear,’ not ‘cute,’ but I leave myself in your expert care all the same. Shopping and tea?
And when will you visit Almyra? You have to meet your niece.
And when will you visit Almyra? You have to meet your niece.
👁️👄👁️
Say no more! I saw the cutest gown at the market last week and I totally thought of you!
Say no more! I saw the cutest gown at the market last week and I totally thought of you!
Fair enough.
Anyway, I have an important meeting to attend next week and since it’s my first court appearance since Aliah was born…-and that means I need a little help in my wardrobe department. We both know I only care about comfort, not if something is my shade.
Anyway, I have an important meeting to attend next week and since it’s my first court appearance since Aliah was born…-and that means I need a little help in my wardrobe department. We both know I only care about comfort, not if something is my shade.
September 16, 2025 at 2:39 PM
I was hoping for ‘beauty is as powerful as my spear,’ not ‘cute,’ but I leave myself in your expert care all the same. Shopping and tea?
And when will you visit Almyra? You have to meet your niece.
And when will you visit Almyra? You have to meet your niece.
Fair enough.
Anyway, I have an important meeting to attend next week and since it’s my first court appearance since Aliah was born…-and that means I need a little help in my wardrobe department. We both know I only care about comfort, not if something is my shade.
Anyway, I have an important meeting to attend next week and since it’s my first court appearance since Aliah was born…-and that means I need a little help in my wardrobe department. We both know I only care about comfort, not if something is my shade.
Honey, you're not my second best friend, you're my Bestie™ ❤️
None of my friends are second place to anyone else.
... Maybe Caspar.
But only sometimes. 😏
None of my friends are second place to anyone else.
... Maybe Caspar.
But only sometimes. 😏
What if your second best friend was about to commit a horrible mistake as well, and you needed to be present to avert it as well?
September 16, 2025 at 2:31 PM
Fair enough.
Anyway, I have an important meeting to attend next week and since it’s my first court appearance since Aliah was born…-and that means I need a little help in my wardrobe department. We both know I only care about comfort, not if something is my shade.
Anyway, I have an important meeting to attend next week and since it’s my first court appearance since Aliah was born…-and that means I need a little help in my wardrobe department. We both know I only care about comfort, not if something is my shade.
What if your second best friend was about to commit a horrible mistake as well, and you needed to be present to avert it as well?
I'm her best friend and she's making a horrible mistake. I am required to be here by law.
Or you could leave with me.
September 16, 2025 at 2:21 PM
What if your second best friend was about to commit a horrible mistake as well, and you needed to be present to avert it as well?