#Byron McAlister

[shaperaverse-brainrot]

trick or treat !!

Treat!! Have a little Byron dressed up as his favourite Baron for Halloween, taking Jasper to a VP Halloween party.

[couldaromanticismsavethem]

BYRON MCALISTER FROM THE DOLLS OF NEW ALBION

No official image

Justification: “His father [edgar] was neglectful and byron never really had the oppurtunity to form any connections with anyone except his grandpa [whose soul is in a robot doll that cant speak . Bear with me here] for his entire childhood . he paints his relationship with his grandpa [jasper] as romantic because he didnt know how to handle relationships . he just projects what he thinks he wants onto jasper because he never really learned what relationships were and by the time he made a friend it had already been 20+ years of only having jasper [which ties into the dolls' themes of being blank slates their loved ones just project onto] . He wouldve been fine if someone told him what aromanticism was he just needed someone to be there for him . all the mcalistairs are aro to me i have evidence.”

[lalas181]

The thing I'm currently going "uuuugghhhhhh" at with my design process for the maybe-happening askblog is like. How do I make Byron look not a weird amount like my actual real-life younger brother???? The consistent ideas in my mind are "long curly brown hair and a goatee" but how do I make him have those features in a different way than my actual real life blood sibling???? I don't want to like be drawing a thing with Byron McAlister in it and then have my mom or whoever peek over and be like "is that [brother] in a crappy culturally-appropriative Halloween costume? Why is there a wooden robot thing near him?"

Hhhhhhhh

[the-lightless-flame]

i think what i find really interesting about priscilla is that she is still like the other mcalisters. lines like 'its no way to win a game, and why else would a person play?' to me make it seem like she has a very similar mentality, particularly to edgar and byron.

so the reason she makes her sacrifice is not because of her nature, but how she was raised. while edgar likely learnt his objectification of the dolls in his mother's notes, and byron grew up with jasper in the house treated as an object, priscilla always knew jasper as a friend. her compassion is not necessarily a part of who she is- its very possible that if given the chance, she could be as bad as those who came before her- but a consequence of a childhood spent with jasper nurturing compassion in her.

[rejaytionships]

f/o tags

here you can find all of my selfship tags!

key:

🌿 SONA TAG

💀 romantic

💙 crush

💗 queerplatonic

✨ platonic

🍧 familial

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Baldi's Basics

🌿 [STELLA / THE SUBSTITUTE TEACHER OF SOMETIMES] 🌿

💀 All Staff x Stella [baldicule]

Black Butler

🌿 [ONÓRA GALLAGHER] (they/he) 🌿

💀 Grell x Onóra [seeing red]

Creepypasta / Slenderverse

🌿 [AUSTIN MCLOVIN / JINGLE] (le/they) 🌿

💀 Tim/Masky x Austin/Jingle [austim]

El Tigre

🌿 [GENESIS O'SHAUNESSY] (any) 🌿

💀 Maria x Rodolfo x Genesis [shauneveras]

Fairly Oddparents

🌿 [MR. HUNTER] (he/they?) 🌿

Five Nights at Freddy’s

🌿 [KYRA MCALISTER] (she/they) 🌿

💀 Sundrop x Kyra [sunray]

Invader Zim

🌿 [CRO MCGOVERN] (she) 🌿

💀 Professor Membrane x Cro [camr]

💗 Mr. Elliot x Cro [caeq]

Pokémon

🌿 [TRAINER LINN] (they/any) 🌿 = SINNOH (+ HOENN/JOHTO/KANTO)

💀 Bill x Linn [beeshipping]

💀 Proton x Linn [atomicshipping]

💙 Roark x Linn [lazulishipping]

💗 Jessie & James & Linn [triplethreatshipping]

🍧 Byron & Linn [steel foundations]

🍧 Crasher Wake & Linn [tidefamily]

🍧 Giuseppe & Linn [dazzioling gleam] ---

🌿 [AUSTIN RENÉE] (they/ve/any) 🌿 = UNOVA (+ KALOS)

💀 Emmet x Austin [reviveshipping]

💗 Carrie x Austin [gigglesounova]

🍧 Burgh & Austin [bugfamily]

✨ Elesa & Austin [electric boogie]

✨ Ingo & Austin [supporting ‘rails] ---

🌿 [RUTH ELLIOT] (she/he) 🌿 = UNOVA

💀 Clay x Ruth [businessshipping]

Lacey & Ruth [every girlboss has a girldaughter] ---

🌿 [FISHER ATWATER] (he/she) 🌿 = GALAR

💀 Melony x Fisher [icebergshipping]

🍧 Gordie & Fisher [rock n’ roll] ---

🌿 [ODETTE] (they/she) 🌿 = POGO

💀 Professor Willow x Odette [fieldshipping]

🍧 Blanche & Odette [lakefamily]

✨ Candela & Odette [red hot chilly feathers]

✨ Spark & Odette [fly high voltage]

Resident Evil

🌿 [ILONA POWERS] (she) 🌿 > AU: [THE COUNTESS] (she)

💀 Albert x Ilona [wowers]

💀 Albert x Excella x Ilona [wowionne]

💀 Jill x Ilona [valentowers]

💀 Luis x Ilona [luilona]

💀 Lady Dimitrescu x Ilona [alcilona]

🍧 Jake & Ilona [missing link]

🍧 Keegan & Ilona [the fire burns anew] ---

🌿 - no s/i - 🌿

💙 Nemesis [got you some black and blue]

Slasher Stuff

🌿 [CAROLYN LEWANDOWSKI] (she) 🌿

💀 Bubba x Carolyn [sunflowers] ---

🌿 [CELINA KAMINSKI] (she) 🌿

💀 Brahms x Celina [wallflowers]

Star Wars

🌿 [IMROS KATARD] (she/he/they) 🌿

💀 Boba x Imros [bobros]

💀 Boba x Sintas x Fennec x Imros [my three bounty-hunter girlfriends. and yes they hunt bounties]

✨ Imros & Her Team (GEN TAG) [girl gang]

💗 Cih & Imros [green beans] ---

🌿 [KELESGAN SELDLOS] (she/he) 🌿

💀 Hera x Kanan x Kelesgan [kanlesgera]

💀 Kallus x Kelesgan [kelesandr]

💀 Vizago x Kelesgan [kelzago]

🍧 Maul & Kelesgan [maulicious apprenticeship]

Stardew Valley

🌿 [OSMODIUS] (any) 🌿

💀 Pierre x Caroline x Osmodius [ozshopping]

🍧 Abigail & Osmodius [the uncle that stepped up]

Super Mario

🌿 [MISTRESS MELON] (she) 🌿

Wynncraft

🌿 [RHOSWEN] (they) 🌿

[OC F/OS]

🌿 [VALERIE J DESROSIERS] (she) 🌿

💀 David x Valerie [my delightful neighbor david]

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COUGARVERSE

(cougar and her ship tag are all for the fusionfall timeline, and all others will be categorized separately, but all of the pairings whether in their timeline or the fusionfall timeline are a part of the cougarverse)

🌿 [COUGAR VON MOM] (she/they) 🌿

GEN SHIP TAG: [mothersville]

Chowder

🌿 [GELATO] (any) 🌿

💀 Endive x Gelato [heaven’s kitchen]

💀 Mung Daal x Truffles x Gelato [heaven's other kitchen]

Codename: Kids Next Door

🌿 [ARNIE TREIZE] (she/any) 🌿

💀 Father/Benedict x Arnie [she’s the man]

💗 Toiletnator/Lou & Arnie [royally flushed]

Ed Edd n Eddy

🌿 [LINDA KANKER] (she) 🌿

🍧 Double D "Dee" & Linda [dee is for daughter]

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tags no longer in use

[🎈 if i no longer associate with source | 🌱 for if i just don't have attachment to the source or f/o anymore]

🎈 Mandela Catalogue 🎈

🌿 [VALERIE DESROSIERS] (she) 🌿

💀 Alt!Gabriel x Valerie [rosemary]

[poem-today]

A poem by Philip Whalen

Sourdough Mountain Lookout

Tsung Ping (375—443): "Now I am old and infirm. I fear I shall no more be able to roam among the beautiful mountains. Clarifying my mind, I meditate on the mountain trails and wander about only in dreams." -in The Spirit of the Brush, tr. by Shio Sakanishi, p. 34 for Kenneth Rexroth

I always say I won't go back to the mountains

I am too old and fat there are bugs mean mules

And pancakes every morning of the world

Mr. Edward Wyman (63)

Steams along the trail ahead of us all

Moaning, "My poor feet ache, my back

Is tired and I've got a stiff prick"

Uprooting alder shoots in the rain

Then I'm alone in a glass house on a ridge

Encircled by chiming mountains

With one sun roaring through the house all day

& the others crashing through the glass all night

Conscious even while sleeping

   Morning fog in the southern gorge

   Gleaming foam restoring the old sea-level

   The lakes in two lights green soap and indigo

   The high cirque-lake black half-open eye

Ptarmigan hunt for bugs in the snow

Bear peers through the wall at noon

Deer crowd up to see the lamp

A mouse nearly drowns in the honey

I see my bootprints mingle with deer-foot

Bear-paw mule-shoe in the dusty path to the privy

Much later I write down:

   "raging. Viking sunrise

   The gorgeous death of summer in the east!"

(Influence of a Byronic landscape—

Bent pages exhibiting depravity of style.)

Outside the lookout I lay nude on the granite

Mountain hot September sun but inside my head

Calm dark night with all the other stars

HERACLITUS: "The waking have one common world

But the sleeping turn aside

Each into a world of his own."

I keep telling myself what I really like

Are music, books, certain land and sea-scapes

The way light falls across them, diffusion of

Light through agate, light itself . . . I suppose

I'm still afraid of the dark

   "Remember smart-guy there's something

   Bigger something smarter than you."

   Ireland's fear of unknown holies drives

   My father's voice (a country neither he

   Nor his great-grandfather ever saw)

   A sparkly tomb a plated grave

   A holy thumb beneath a wave

Everything else they hauled across Atlantic

Scattered and lost in the buffalo plains

Among these trees and mountains

From Duns Scotus to this page

A thousand years

   (". . . a dog walking on this hind legs—

   not that he does it well but that he  

   does it at all.")

Virtually a blank except for the hypothesis

That there is more to a man

Than the contents of his jock-strap

EMPEDOCLES: "At one time all the limbs

Which are the body's portion are brought together

By Love in blooming life's high season; at another

Severed by cruel Strife, they wander each alone

By the breakers of life's sea."

Fire and pressure from the sun bear down

Bear down centipede shadow of palm-frond

A limestone lithograph—oysters and clams of stone

Half a black rock bomb displaying brilliant crystals

Fire and pressure Love and Strife bear down

Brontosaurus, look away

My sweat runs down the rock

HERACLITUS: "The transformations of fire

are, first of all, sea; and half of the sea

is earth, half whirlwind. . . .

It scatters and it gathers; it advances

and retires."

I move out of a sweaty pool

      (The sea!)

And sit up higher on the rock

Is anything burning?

The sun itself! Dying

Pooping out, exhausted

Having produced brontosaurus, Heraclitus

This rock, me,

To no purpose

I tell you anyway (as a kind of loving) . . .

Flies & other insects come from miles around

To listen

I also address the rock, the heather,

The alpine fir

BUDDHA: "All the constituents of being are

Transitory: Work out your salvation with diligence."

(And everything, as one eminent disciple of that master

Pointed out, had been tediously complex ever since.)

There was a bird

Lived in an egg

And by ingenious chemistry

Wrought molecules of albumen

To beak and eye

Gizzard and craw

Feather and claw

My grandmother said:

"Look at them poor bed-

raggled pigeons!"

And the sign in McAlister Street:

           "IF YOU CAN'T COME IN

           SMILE AS YOU GO BY

                  LOVE

              THE BUTCHER

I destroy myself, the universe (an egg)

And time—to get an answer:

There are a smiler, a sleeper and a dancer

We repeat the conversation in the glittering dark

Floating beside the sleeper.

The child remarks, "You knew it all the time."

I: "I keep forgetting that the smiler is

Sleeping; the sleeper, dancing."

From Sauk Lookout two years before

Some of the view was down the Skagit

To Puget Sound: From above the lower ranges,

Deep in the forest—lighthouses on clear nights.

This year's rock is a spur from the main range

Cuts the valley in two and is broken

By the river; Ross Dam repairs the break,

Makes trolley buses run

Through the streets of dim Seattle far away.

I'm surrounded by mountains here

A circle of 108 beads, originally seeds

   of ficus religiosa

         Bo-Tree

A circle, continuous, one odd bead

Larger than the rest and bearing

A tassel (hair-tuft) (the man who sat

            under the tree)

In the center of the circle,

a void, an empty figure containing

All that's multiplied;

Each bead a repetition, a world

Of ignorance and sleep.

Today is the day the goose gets cooked

Day of liberation for the crumbling flower

Knobcone pinecone in the flames

Brandy in the sun

Which, as I said, will disappear

Anyway it'll be invisible soon

Exchanging places with stars now in my head

To be growing rice in China through the night.

Magnetic storms across the solar plains

Make Aurora Borealis shimmy bright

Beyond the mountains to the north.

Closing the lookout in the morning

Thick ice on the shutters

Coyote almost whistling on a nearby ridge

The mountain is THERE (between two lakes)

I brought back a piece of its rock

Heavy dark-honey color

With a seam of crystal, some of the quartz

Stained by its matrix

Practically indestructible

A shift from opacity to brilliance

(The Zenbos say, "Lightening-flash & flint-spark")

Like the mountains where it was made

What we see of the world is the mind's

Invention and the mind

Though stained by it, becoming

Rivers, sun, mule-dung, flies—

Can shift instantly

A dirty bird in a square time

Gone

Gone

REALLY gone

Into the cool

O MAMA!

Like they say, "Four times up,

Three times down." I'm still on the mountain.

Philip Whalen (1923-2002)

Author’s Note: The quotes of Empedocles and Heraclitus are from John Burnet's Early Greek Philosophy, Meridian Books, New York.

[chtozaepta]

Byron and Amelia!!!

McAlisters are weird people, aren't they

Also for the VP design I had to look up actual voodoo priests and found out they wear everything white??? It *is* the color of death after all. So I thought why not-

Don't get me wrong I love the standard new world haloweenish voodoo vibe but it's like everywhere.

[theblogofzoe]

Byron cosplay!

[cuttlefishkitch]

My favorite fucking musical of all time The Dolls of New Albion

every main character is featured at least once, I wanted to include some background characters but i didn’t have time to work them in.

[vaughen-gogh-away]

I present Three Generations of McAlistairs Concept: They Gingers. That's it. Annabelle in her day clothes V Annabelle in her lab clothes. She holds Jaspers Mechanical Heart in her hands. As you can see she is a freckled mess Edgar has more strawberry blonde, and tries to dress very Proffessionally but also gives little care to Fashion.* Byron I intended to be more of a Dandy, the kind of Aesthetic Oscar Wilde would have liked. His hair is darker and he has Jaspers nose, both traits passed down from Fay's side. Next up? Priscilla *More Edgar will soon come with a Hat Headcanon.

[shaperaverse-brainrot]

May I offer a Byron and Amelia (totally not drawn explaining my notes to me what are you talking about) in these trying times.

[train-whistles-at-night]

weird headcannon thing for your favorite character from Dolls of New Albion ovo

Nonny, I hope you realize for a minute I forgot there were any canon characters in DoNA and yes, I am ashamed.

Uhhhh Bbyyyrrrooonnnnnn bc why nottt??????

What they smell like: Strangely of flowers????

How they sleep (sleeping position, schedule, etc): On their back with all their limbs spread out.

What music they enjoy: Anything entergetic.

How much time they spend getting ready every morning: About 5-10 mins

Their favorite thing to collect: Papers he’s found in books and/or other things. It gives him an inside look into other’s lives.

Left or right-handed: Right handed.

Religion (if any): Christianity.

Favorite sport: whaT’S A SPORT PFFTTT

Favorite touristy thing to do when traveling (museums, local food, sightseeing, etc): Local food.

Favorite kind of weather: Bright and sunny!

A weird/obscure fear they have: They’llnevergettofrikthedolly  Spiders. Spiders spiders spiders.

The carnival/arcade game they always win without fail: The one where you’ve gotta shoot a water gun and fill up a balloon with water.

[shaperaverse-brainrot]

this stupid thing of Byron McAllister dancing has kept me entertained for the last half an hour

[shaperaverse-brainrot]

Byron: My father was talking about school the other day, and he said "well, school was awful for you, Byron, wasn't it? I mean, you got bullied!" Byron: And I was like "...no... I didn't?" Byron: To which he replied "really? I just always assumed you did!" Byron: Which means that he watched me leave the house every morning for thirteen years with my trousers too short and my Thomas the Tank Engine lunchbox, and thought to himself, "well, I'd bully him."

[princelydisaster]

funny how I agonize over how much I want to be some guy’s boyfriend, while also wanting to be Byron McAlister- even though he’s taken a permanent residence in the Friend Zone