🏛️🏺📜archaeologia is a dependent original character blog for willowglenhq, as excavated by piper ( 28, fae/faer ).
𝙰 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝙳𝚈 𝙸𝙽… being a forever student of history, civilizations, cultures, and languages ; an innate and deep connection with those of the past, all the while feeling out of place in one's current modern body ; learning the art of survival, right from day one ; being underestimated yet continuously proving others wrong ; having a profound fascination yet mistrust in humanity ; "sometimes it's better to be alone: nobody can hurt you" ; "if there's a prize for rotten judgement—i guess i've already won that" ; "that's ancient history: been there, done that".
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"gotta be a first for everything, right?" picked up a some tumbled stones from a bowl now, rolling them in his hand as if he could feel their energy (was that how he was supposed to use them?) before dropping them back into the bowl. he then saw some candles, picked one up without a second thought, and immediately tried to smell it. scentless candles for $6.99? are they gonna sing and dance and have an affair with his feather duster? "got some golf clubs at my parents' house," he said, absently, as he put the candle back. paused when he realized he didn't know if she was joking or not. "wait, are you serious?"
𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝚁𝙰𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙰 𝚂𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚂𝙷𝚁𝚄𝙶, she eyed the man silently. for a split second, she wanted to laugh. tell him that she was joking. that she could never do such a thing to her ex. she was still in love with them and could never hurt them the way she has been hurt. but... she couldn't. after everything she has been through throughout her life, her life in mardin, the agony of her pregnancy, losing davit, her ex constantly questioning her loyalty, only to then cheat on her and not even have the courage to tell her in the first place? no. no, she was DONE. she was done being life's punching bag. "well, i supposed that depends..." hands placed on nilay's hips. she took a step forward. "are you going to pussy out and take the high road?" his words echoed back with a smile on pomegranate-red lips. "i'll even treat you to a drink and food of your choice afterward." an amusement-filled beat. "assuming we don't end up caught."
what neighborhood / complex do you live in and what made you choose it ? what made you stay ?
"My daughter and I live in Willow Heights. I had some trouble deciding which neighbourhood to choose at first, then learned about Willow Heights' history. There were many wonderful homes to choose from, but the moment I laid eyes on my home, it was love at first sight. It reminded me so much of Classical architecture that it felt like it was personally made for me. I can't imagine living anywhere else in town now."
how did you incorporate your personality into your home ?
"I was lucky that it already had much of my personality in it. The powder room on the first floor, however, I did have renovated so that the walls had hieroglyphs that looked much like an Egyptian temple. I do plan to add more ancient Mediterranean aesthetics to my home in the future."
if your home had a soundtrack, what would it be and why ?
"Absolutely the soundtracks for Assassin's Creed Origins and its two DLCs. It's my favourite video game and the music makes me feel like I've taken a step back in time."
which room has the best lighting for selfies ?
"Possibly my filming room, my atrium, or my powder room."
when was the last time you used your pool ?
"Last night. My daughter and I had a small pool party with some fellow parents and their kids are friends with Nur."
what’s your favorite spot to relax in your home ?
"I would say my office. Not only is it connected to the atrium, but I have a good view of the backyard. Though, that's also another favourite of mine. I love getting to play with my daughter out there or setting up a projector for movie nights in the yard."
do you prefer painted walls or wallpaper ?
"I love both! My walls are a mixture of being painted, being covered in wallpaper, mosaics and tiles, or engravings, like the hieroglyphs. I love having different textures and I've been able to do so in a cohesive way that makes everything work without being too busy."
JULIAN LISTENED TO NILAY recount the mess her last relationship had made of her life, simultaneously horrified, entertained, and grateful that it wasn't happening to him. fingers reached for a tarot-themed laminated bookmark from the display shelf, mindlessly playing with the silver moon charm dangling from its end, only half-distracted from the story when it concluded with a devastating bang. "so, what i'm getting here is that they definitely deserve the golf club, yes?" impish glint in his eye, caught by the light, preceded the terrible idea. "or we could just get some deviled eggs and go to town." he's never had to retaliate towards an ex before. his relationships ended with bitterness, but never with the kind of hostility that would require a broken windshield and a possible trip to the police station. no, the destruction was more internal, which was, arguably, the worse kind. "unless you wanna pussy out and take the high road." rolled his eyes, shoving the bookmark back where it didn't belong.
Nilay laughs humourlessly. "I've never retaliated against an ex before." The admittance left her heart aching. After all, she's never had to. Sure, there was something in Chicago before Davit, but she ran before anything could genuinely happen. Ran right to Davit... Which, in hindsight, she couldn't exactly say why the idea of being with them scared her more than being with Davit. Loving her husband... It came to her much easier than loving history. Easier than being an archaeologist. Easier than writing. Easier than breathing. She'd been able to picture an entire with him.
And had he been alive, he would've done everything to make her ex regret what she's been put through.
Her expression changed at the realization. Looking directly at Julian's eyes, something in her own snapped. "... Fortunately, I can make bail." If push comes to shove. If they get caught. And as a former street rat, you're only in trouble if you get caught. "Got a golf club I could use? I could use a partner in crime."
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there are too many rocks — or , crystals , silver guesses they're called — with too many alleged powers . this one for love , that one for peace , another for protection . . . she's heard all this stuff before , her mother being a huge proponent of spiritual exploration . but silver can't bring herself to believe that a rock on the windowstill can cause much of anything to happen . " i don't know , " she sighs , " my mom gave me a rock once — i think it was carnelian — that's supposed to , like , ground you or something . but then i dropped it , it broke in half and i got divorced all in the same week . so , " she shrugs , not sure why she's telling nilay this , " maybe the universe has decided this stuff doesn't work for me . " she smiles softly as nilay mentions her family , and silver can't help but compare herself against nilay's accomplishments : the two are roughly the same age , but nilay has a home , kids , doctorate . all silver has is a dog and a whole lot of plants . " so , you going to get anything here ? i could go for a coffee sometime soon . "
"... Okay, we're keeping carnelians away from you from now on." She couldn't imagine getting divorce, and her heart ached for Silver. Davit... Their relationship, their marriage, was everything. Of course, it wasn't always sunshine and rainbows. Her pregnancy with Nurbanu was perhaps the roughest time for them. Neither of them were prepared for what could've happened had she died. And even though that fear had come true during delivery, she was brought back. Only for a few short years later, she and her husband both died during that excavation accident, her revived yet him gone. She never understood that: how she'd been able to return twice yet he didn't. What made a difference? Even so, had he lived, she knew deep in her heart that they would still be together. Divorce wasn't strong enough to have separated them. "I'm sorry, though. That you went through that. I can't imagine what that must've been like." Though, after Davit and her attempt at another relationship imploding in her face, perhaps she never will. Perhaps Davit was her one and done, which isn't necessarily a bad thing, in retrospect. Eyeing the rose quartz, she set it down. "I don't need a good luck charm. Nur's mine. Besides, I'd rather waste my money on good coffee than on a $20 rock that I could've easily found hiking at the reserve for free. Wanna go?"
Hello, everyone! Here's a list of Nilay's most wanted connections. This is a list that will be updated from time to time, whether including new connections or adding the names of characters that have taken up a connection. This isn't exactly listed in an order based on types of connections, but in an order of connections I'd like to see the most for Nilay at this time. Please let me know if you're interested in any of them, I will most likely add any to the wanted connections blog in the future if they remain open. Thank you!
Nilay's Situationship — (trigger warning: infidelity, potential age gap relationship) moving to willow glen three years ago, your muse was one of the first people nilay had met and, much to her own surprise, befriended. a great trust developed between the two, and so did feelings. they admitted their feelings together and began a relationship two years ago, as their relationship grew, so too did conversations about the future: their goals, both individual and together; marriage; more children and siblings for nur; so much had been put out on the table that it seemed like nothing could touch them. at least... until the beginning of the 2025-2026 school year, as nilay began to work more on a collaboration with a coworker of hers. jealousy came over y/m and for the first time, the trust began to shatter between them. as the fights began to happen and y/m began to accuse of an affair between nilay and her coworker, she tried everything she could to fight for their relationship and to rebuild their trust while trying to convince them that there was nothing happening. unfortunately, at the beginning of the new year, y/m went out one night after a bad fight, resulting in them getting drunk and accidentally cheating on nilay. it was a massive mistake, one that they hoped that they could sweep under the rug... but nilay found out about what happened back in march. nilay broke up with them and since then, they have been trying to fix things. i picture there being a lot of angst and awkwardness right now, because as hurt and angry as she is right now, as much as she is doing all she can to avoid them, nilay is still greatly in love with them. they're the first person she's been in love with since losing her husband years ago and the first person who's helped her heal from the loss, so as much as logic keeps fighting at her for things to be finished once and for all, her heart keeps fighting for them. i have no plans on them being endgame, i'm purely ready to see what chemistry and vibes could end up being there; but i'm excited nonetheless for all the angst between them! || Open
Nilay's Coworker — this is the person that her ex-partner had wondered if there was something more happening between them. back near the beginning of the current 2025-2026 schoolyear, the two came together to work on a collaboration project for their students to work on and show at the end of the schoolyear. with nilay being an ancient eastern mediterranean professor, i picture the other to be a professor in a similar department, may it be a classical professor, an islamic studies professor, an (ancient) near eastern studies professor, or asian studies professor. the two had come up with doing an cultural fair where their students each picked out a specific civilization to study on, then present a study of them to show at the fair, along with foods and cultural performances. the two have worked together extensively and have grown to become close friends, which led to her partner suspecting that there was more growing between them. since then, however, tensions have grown due to her ex's past behaviour, with them having encouraged her to break up with her ex while they accused them of having an affair together. some students have spread rumours about the two, and now that the schoolyear is over, these two have hardly spoken. || Open
Nilay's In-Laws — (trigger warning: death mention) the sarafyans welcomed nilay into their family the moment davit introduced her to them. she's grown close to them, especially after davit's death, and they've been by her and nur's side since then. i picture them having moved to willow glen at around the same time she and nur did so that they could continue being in their lives. must be armenian! || Open
Nilay's Publicist — having been partners in nilay's literary career since 2011, this person has believed in her since the moment they read the manuscript to her first novel, The Gaze. the two have been through much together and have developed a close relationship this past decade. though, now that nilay has dealt in the aftermath of her partner's affair, she's been struggling getting through writing the third book in her Amina trilogy, the third book in the Chaos Constellation trilogy, and her standalone books. resulting in her publicist doing all they can to lift their friend back up to continue her books. || Open
Nilay's Academic Rival — this bastard. ohhh, this fucking bastard. having been students at the university of chicago together, they have been fighting like cats and dogs since the day they first met. in the classroom and in the field, they were lethal towards each other. in the bedroom? god... you could say they were falling in love with each other. this person is someone she has greatly respected for years. however, after they admitted they developed feelings for her, she ran away... and a relationship developed with her future husband, davit sarafyan. only fueling the rivalry between them even more. and now, they have come to willow glen, years after nilay became a widow and moved to the north texan town to raise her daughter, and the two have reunited. let the games begin. || Open
Nilay's Unrequited Crush — there has been something between them for quite some time now. yet, due to her relationship, nothing has ever progressed. whether it's nilay who's had this crush on this person, or they're the one who has the crush (which is what i am really hoping for), this could be a cute little angsty plot that could resort in any which way. || Open
Nilay's College Coworkers — knowing these people for a few years now, there's definitely a lot of ways for this to go! I'm excited to plot out the relationships between Nilay and her fellow professors, both for ones with similar departments as hers and those that are different from hers. || Gabriel Herrera, Seong Daejin
Nilay's Students — much like her coworkers, there's a ton of different opportunities for this. maybe they're one of her past students, maybe they're a current student, maybe they're a future student; maybe they adored her classes, maybe they hated her classes, maybe they were neutral on her classes; maybe they adored her, maybe they hated her (she's a hard-ass, I'm sorry), maybe they were neutral: anything goes! || Open
Nilay's Best Friend — congratulations: you have pierced through her walls and became her best friend! this is the person she trusts the absolute most in the entire world, and now that her world's crumbling down, she needs this person more than ever. there is so much trust, respect, and love that she feels for this person. but, after being cheated on years after losing her first love, her insecurities and fears are rising up. she can't help questioning: does she truly know this person? or could everything be a lie with them as well? || Open
Nilay's Friends — after living in willow glen for near-four years, she's been able to cultivate some people into her circle. while i picture her most immediate friend group to be small (teeny-tiny, to be honest), and she hasn't fully allowed herself to be vulnerable with everyone, nilay does care about everyone in her own way. there's definitely the potential for her to grow to trust these people even more... or for her to lose friendships. we shall see! || Open
Nilay's Ghost Hunting Group — (trigger warning: death mention) after dying in the same accident that killed her husband and brought back at 27, nilay has struggled with her mortality. part of her doesn't fully feel alive anymore. going on ghost hunting adventures with these people have become one of her ways to cope with feeling like one foot is in life, while the other is in death. it's become a method of therapy for her. || Open
Nilay's Tombstone Cleaning Group — (trigger warning: death mention) same as with the ghost hunting, this is another method for her to cope after dying years ago. i picture this group being smaller than the other, about two other people tops, but everyone is greatly dedicated to ensuring that the dead is remembered. || Open
Nilay's Historical Reenactment Group — fellow history lovers and nerds that nilay has connected with since moving to town. i see this being a very diverse group, full of people from different cultures that reenact numerous different periods and eras from across the globe. || Open
Nilay's Fellow Gamers — perhaps one of the more surprising fun facts about her, nilay's an avid gamer who enjoys historical, mythological, adventure, mystery, and horror games. she has connected with these people either through game forums, not knowing they also live in town, or through the local game store. || Open
Nilay's Enemies — yeah... let's be real: with the chip on her shoulder and her upbringing in mardin, her lack of trust and self-preservation has caused her to not have the best relationships with people. whether it's on a smaller level or a bigger, massive rivals level, i'm excited for anything and everything. || Open
Nilay's Flings — before her relationship, there was a handful of people that she was seeing. Whether something as simple as a few one night stands or sleeping around, to her having gone on a few dates with people then ghosting them, anything goes! with the state of her relationship crumbling, there's definitely the possibility of her needing a rebound... or two... or a few... we shall see, teehee. || Open
Nilay's Fans — whether they're fans of her fictional books, especially the multiple historical fantasy series and standalones, fans of her archaeological career, fans of her content creation, fans of her through EPIC: The Musical, or even all of the above, she would be absolutely stunned and awkward learning that people adore her work. || Open
Nilay's Parent Friends / Parents of Nur's Friends — whether parents of her daughter's friends or other parents, nilay desperately need fellow parents in her life. it takes a village, and after growing up without a family, these people have become a make-shift family. || Open
[CANAAN] Anat and two of her half-sisters, Shapash, the goddess of the sun, and Astarte, goddess of sexual love and fertility. All three have different mothers, and each inherit her beauty, but all possess the yellow-gold eyes and frightening power of their father, Bull El.
In my version El is very much a girldad and spoils his daughters so I wanted to draw the big 3 girls together. Asherah and El next mayhaps. Anat's design is Canaanite-Palestinian, Shapash is northern Palestine and Lebanon + Canaan, Astarte has a lot of Egyptian influence mixed with Canaanite.
“ maybe if you wish hard enough it might, " evangeline offers in return, shoulders lifting in a gentle shrug as her lips tug up into a friendly smile. she’s unsure of whether it’s more luck or her distaste of confrontation that has let be more fortunate than most when it comes to her exes and how things ended. benevolent by nature, evangeline isn’t one who likes leaving a negative impression of herself with anyone, or ending things on a sour note. her ability to co-parent sammy with her ex is a blessing she knows not every person is able to have. “ if hexes don’t work, you could always try the old fashioned way with a hitman. ” there’s a brief pause as it settles where evangeline is unsure if her joke properly landed with the stranger. “ that was a joke, by the way. ”
"Oh, true—I heard manifestation is all the rage." Could Nilay truly wish for that, though? Part of her believed so. After everything she's been through the past three decades, she knew she was well in her right of being full of rage without shame. There were moments where her wrath was unbridled without shame nor apologies. Then there were moments where she thought of her daughter and her heart becomes soft. Ever since Nur entered her life, the anthropologist has felt herself grow equally stronger and softer with each day. Now, she knew nothing about motherhood. But, for Nur? She did better than her best every day for her. A soft snort escaped while she glanced over. "D'aw, you don't have any recommendations for me?" She pointed at her, playing disappointment. "And here I thought this was about to be the beginning of a beautiful friendship."
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❪ 🎨 ❫ : “ hex - ex kinda sounds like a bug spray … or an episode of scooby - doo … ” the artist squints over their reading spectacles at another bottle, red glass and obscure liquid within, label written in some kind of crazy ass font they could barely make out. “ i mean-uh, it's what, like … five dollars? could be the best five dollars spent on a hack job. what'chu mean, luck? do hexes get worse if you have better luck? ” their brow knots together. this has nothing to do with anything she's speaking on nor the hurt she feels. tobias observes that in a sense, and yet their mind … keeps going. “ wild. ”
She chuckled. "Or a song title for Scooby-Doo's Hex Girls." As her dark gaze looked over the shelf, though, she felt her smile began to shrink while her heart dropped. Two years. Two years with this person and learning to trust again. Of allowing herself to open her heart, knowing that Davit would want her to continue with her life and live it fully. To fall in love again. How wonderful that turned out to be... Broken-hearted and vindicated in her lack of trust in others. "What I mean is that: I generally don't have the best luck. While I wouldn't be surprised if that had a factor with how well a hex worked, I don't have much faith it'd work for me... If it's genuine and not some coloured, glittery water."
JULIAN LAZILY FLIPPED THROUGH an 80-page book on desire as a form of worship, which he was half-expecting to be laden with explicit illustrations, but was disappointed to find only one or two line drawings and those were pretty vanilla. he lifted his gaze towards nilay and promptly put the book back on the shelf. “i mean, it's probably just the owner's bathwater being sold for $24.99, so it might not do shit," he quipped, trying to cheer her up. if she was looking to cause somebody harm, she was probably upset. “nothing guarantees damage as well as taking a golf club to the windshield, though. what'd they do, anyway?”
"Oh, that should be illegal," her nose scrunched up but she laughed a little. While she knew that there were things in the store that were legitimate, there were too many people out there that tried to repackage spirituality and do so in a way that generated false hope instead of genuine results. "Mm, thought of it." Though Nilay doesn't fully believe that could work the way she hoped. Pressing her lips together, she scratched at her neck and looked away from Julian for a moment. Swallowing thickly, thinking for a moment, before looking back at him. "Spent months accusing me of sleeping with a coworker I was working on a collaboration with for our students, only to then cheat on me at the beginning of January. And kept it from me until I found out, not from my ex, by the way, about them cheating. Now, it's become a mess: my daughter wonders why this person, whom she use to see every day, is no longer around anymore; I can't fully explain to her what happened because she adored them and misses them; the mutual people in our lives are confused and trying to play damage control while trying to get me to talk to them; and my working relationship with my coworker has been damaged while some of our former students are spreading rumours about us, causing some of high school bullshit-esque drama with some faculty members." Nilay eyed him with a raise of her brow. "So. What do you say? Some bathwater hex or golf-club to a car?"
eyes scan over the bottle , brow creased in confusion . " what even IS that . . . " she asks as the bottle's replaced on the shelf . she knows a thing or two about feeling jaded over an ex , eyes lingering on the bottle a second longer than she'd admit , consciously washing the idea from her mind and moving to pick up a rosy crystal from a nearby box . " rose quartz , " she reads , holding the stone up for nilay to take , " ooh , this one might work . . . supposedly it's connected to your heart chakra — whatever THAT means — for inner healing , self - love , relationships , and infinite peace . huh . . . where's the opposite of this ? we need the HEX quartz . this one's too . . . NICE . "
"I truly have no idea," she mused, squinting at the bottle again. "My guess? Probably some sparkling water mixed with juice and glitter. I hadn't seen anything saying it was edible, so I'm certainly not about to take any chances with it." Worse case scenario? Nur somehow getting a hold of it. While her daughter was careful about not messing with items she knows nothing about, she was equally as curious as her mother and father. What if whatever is in there could hurt her daughter? What if their cats also got in touch with it? What if something happened to them? Nilay refused to take such a risk. The rose quartz, on the other hand... That wouldn't be too risky. "This might be good in general." She smiled at Silver before taking the crystal. "I could go for some peace right now when at home. My family deserves that." Looking at the other options, she nodded towards them. "Any of them sound good to you?"
"Think one of these could put a hex on my ex or something?" The archaeologist's smile didn't meet her eyes. In truth, the ability to hurt the person she spent the past two years loving didn't seem possible to her. While it's been a few months since learning the truth and keeping her distance, she found her heart still aching. Still in a constant state of yearning. She sighed before putting back the bottle of... whatever this stuff is. "With my luck, I doubt something like that would even work."
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( open starter from riley king ! ) it was a beautiful night to hang out, the stars glimmering in the sky. nothing fancy, just a picnic blanket as they sat comfortably, with riley playing a song that he just learnt. he beamed once he was done, putting it aside. "y'know, maybe i should consider playing for weddings or parties. get some money from it or somethin'," he grinned, "any songs stuck in your head lately?"
A night of relaxation after the tumultuous past few months was sorely needed. There was a gentle smile on their lips, a dark gaze looking up at the stars. Nurbanu was fascinated with constellations recently, so it was easy for the archaeologist to pinpoint the ones their daughter was learning. "Doesn't hurt that it's wedding season," they mused. Looking back at the blond with a head tilt. "Mainly just been listening to Fairuz and Rosalia's Lux album lately. Nothing too specific."
WHO › open ( 2 / 4 ).
WHERE › outside the vortex on a shop's step.
WHEN › late afternoon, before a vortex shift.
( *𑣲 ) ... it's a likely place for jihoon to be; hanging around the only two places consistent in his life. the lot served as a more arduous journey; befriending entrepreneurs and becoming a regular for potential discounts and special treatment wasn't exactly everyman's strong suit. hell it was barely jihoon's, but he made it work. big enough tips, smiles and roaring reviews on socials ... well, it saved the pennies later. and vortex he made those pennies back. pennies, dimes, quarters, seemed to be all it was these days.
he seems a bit down, but almost anybody does nursing a cigarette on their own later in the day. well ... at least jihoon thought so. jeez he's becoming so rundown. when someone catches the corner of his eye turning the corner, he takes it as an oppurtunity to change the trajectory of his loneliness. maybe even promote a little bit. " hey, not to sound like a creep, but you been to the vortex before? "
Summer was here and with that, the end of the schoolyear. Nilay didn't teach summer courses at the university. Instead, she used the time to be with Nur, now that she was on summer break as well. Any chance she could take to be with her girl, she'll take it. Work could wait. Her students could wait. Her daughter and the time they have together? She will never be able to get that time back.
After working so hard this past year, Nilay wanted to surprise her with a gift. She took the opportunity while her girl was with her friends for a sleepover, already knowing the perfect thing for the eight year old. Yet, at the sound of the voice, her footsteps slowed down. A dark gaze lifting up at the nearby building and the subject of this conversation. "I will admit, I have not," the confession slipped out. An amused smile on her lips. "I'm a bit more of a Cedar Elm Nature Reserve person."
