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sexyfeethousewife · 9 months
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Summer delight
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lil-kenzie · 2 years
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WARIOOOOOO!!!!!
I'MA GONNA WINNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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thedurvin · 7 months
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British comedy panel regulars and what they look like they would be doing if they were American
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Jimmy Carr: Deep South lawyer of the type that stars in his own TV commercials, then local or state level politician that eventually gets impeached and arrested for flagrant corruption
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Rob Beckett and Holly Walsh: married youth pastors and jogging enthusiasts that wear fleece vests year-round and both think nobody can tell how depressed they are
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Aisling Bea: white-collar worker that is a little too pushy about getting all her coworkers to come out for drinks and karaoke after work every single Friday
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Sean Lock: suburban dad from Texas that goes to the hardware store for fun; just as fatphobic as the British version but eventually it comes out that he met all three of his ex-wives through Feabie
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Josh Widdicombe: tech startup bro working up the nerve to start a math rock tribute band; married to a shockingly vivacious goth woman that is kind of mean to him and supplements their income selling shitty steampunk shit from a booth at local cons and faires
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bumblingbabooshka · 2 years
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Bebe Hart & Holly Alto What if we lived in the same town and were both good and our parents had bad reputations we were actively fighting against and we were both girls?
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bitethetablet · 10 months
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they are the same to me if that makes sense
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batqueers · 9 months
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trans bea nonbinary pez is so real
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esotheria-sims · 1 month
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The hour was late and the Tanners had gone to bed when a knock came at their door.
Beatrice (who had come down to the kitchen for a late-night snack) opened it, only to come face to face with Holly Brier, their next-door neighbour. The frown on her face tipped Bea off that she was angry.
Holly: "Do you people ever clean?? The stench from this place is seeping into my apartment!"
Bea assumed she was referring to the dirty plates that they'd forgotten to wash up after dinner. Dad's boyfriend was over until late and afterwards everyone was too knackered to remember to put the dishes away. If she was being honest, they did kinda smell.
Beatrice: "I'm sorry! I'll take care of it right away."
Holly: "You better! Because if this continues, I'm going to have to talk to the landlord."
To Bea's credit, she made good on the promise. Still, she felt so embarrassed! They shouldn't need the neighbour to remind them to keep up with apartment hygiene. She made a mental note to talk to dad and Winona about it in the morning.
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tumbleinthenet · 3 months
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remember that oc idea i said i had? yeah, this is it.
if somebody's done the psychonauts' overstressed doctor before then im sorry 😭😭 i at least havent seen it.
some notes:
1: call her betty! or whatever you like. most people shes semi close with are going to call her betty. but bea or trix or whatever also fly for some.
2: shes usually going to be wearing a labcoat. she may also usually be splattered in substances. blood, various goos, you name it. i just took the coat off so you can see her outfit.
3: she works pretty closely with sasha and otto at times, or at least consults them for things. it's not generally her business to poke around in people's heads, she does a lot of surface level stuff. she's going to consult other people for other things if she thinks she needs it.
4: absolutely spends so much time bitching with hollis. she loves it. also she definitely loves doing the *glove snap* "this won't hurt a bit" schtick.
5: i think my voice claim for her may be janine melnitz from ghostbusters. allow me this, theyre similar types of women. however i feel like somebody else may have her as a vc?? so. you get right of way there.
i have very little experience in ref sheets so if something looks off don't mind it
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Picnic Dates, plus two - Dr James Wilson x peds!reader
Description: You've got a lunch date, but it's not with James.
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Y/n skipped down the halls of peds, smiling to herself. Each room she passed she waved to the patients inside. Holly, Trevor, Milton, Magnus, Bea, Molly, Jo, Josh. She knew all their names and knew how they should look, so that if anything was even slightly off she could spring into action.
She reached the last of the rooms on the hallway and pulled out a pink glitter file from her stack. Truthfully, she wasn’t allowed to decorate her patients files, but it turns out if you are not swamped with malpractice lawsuits and actually have a good bedside manner with your patients, Cuddy can be quite lenient.
“Hello y/n!” the little girl jumped up from her bed showing off her finding nemo pyjamas. Her blonde curls fell in front of her face, being batted away by her tiny hands.
“Good morning, Lisa! And how are you doing this fine day?”
“I good!”
“Can you give me anything more specific?” Y/n teased, raising her eyebrow.
“I feel really, really, really, really well!”
“I am so pleased to hear that Lisa. I am just going to do a quick examination, not that I don’t fully trust your own medical degree.” Lisa laughed and her parents lovingly looked at how happy their daughter seemed despite her condition. That was all down to y/n.
Lisa had become a regular of the hospital, brought in many times with asthma attacks so severe each trip to the hospital seemed to be a death sentence. Every time, y/n was there so Lisa could wake up to a familiar face. Stroking her hair and talking to her so she didn’t have to come to terms with her scary surroundings.
As y/n went to leave the room she was stopped by Lisa’s mum.
“Hi Dr y/l/n, I just wanted to say thank you.”
“It’s nothing, it’s my job.”
“No, it’s not. Examining her, diagnosing her, that’s your job. No one’s making you sing her songs or play her games. So…thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
Y/n left the room, her heart feeling just that bit warmer seeing that little girl babble to her parents about everything that was in her tiny head. She felt a presence next to her and her heart practically set on fire when her eyes met his.
“Hi.” It was soft, like she was sharing a secret.
“Hi. How’s Lisa doing?”
“She’s doing well, she’ll be home this afternoon. Just in time for SpongeBob.” Wilson raised an eyebrow. “Her favourite.”
“Now, remember last week when we went to that deli in the town over and you loved that sandwich. Well, I went to the shops and got all the ingredients and made us two of your sandwich with chips, coleslaw, and everything. My office, 12?”
A sorrowful look crossed her face, and she seemed to retreat into her mind.
“You have other plans—it’s fine, enjoy.”
“Believe me, that sounds amazing and usually I would love to but—I can’t.” Wilson nods but his gaze is on the floor. He shoved his hands in his pockets. She grasped his arms in a silent question that he is okay with this. He covered her hand with his own.
“I’m okay.” Despite feeling unsatisfied with his answer, she picked up her files and made her way down the corridor. Every few moments she turned back around to look at the oncologist who now was weakly kicking at the floor.
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The door to House’s office slams open.
“At what point in each marriage did my wives start retreating from me.”
“Catherine of Aragon, 3 years, and 4 months. Boleyn, 2 years, and 11 months.”
Wilson falls down onto the chair in his friends office.
“Please don’t call my ex-wives that.”
“I’m a history buff, what can I say, Henry.” House smirks.
Ignoring the ill-placed humour, Wilson continues.
“My point remains that they were all after a lengthy period of time—”
“And/or directly after you cheated.” He looks towards House’s smug face, disapprovingly.
“But neither of them were after 2 months.”
“Trouble in peds, oh I’m sorry paradise.”
“I don’t really know. It just feels like she doesn’t want to spend time with me.”
“Well, she is a paediatrician, so every day she meets people more emotionally mature than you.”
“Ha ha. Just today she blew me off for lunch, and, thinking about it we haven’t had lunch together at the office in a week. What if she’s pulling away? What if she doesn’t love me anymore?”
“What if she’s busy?” House still refused to look up from his Gameboy.
“She’s not, I checked. She just has 10 patients she’s monitoring, none of which are severe.”
House paused his game. “You checked her files? I’m rubbing off on you. Boy wonder oncologist, we may have found your bad bone yet. Maybe we should get a noun to replace your last name as well.”
“I’m going to confront her.” Wilson abruptly stood up and opened the door.
“The word you’re looking for is communicate.” Wilson went to leave. “WAIT! Wilson-“ House picked up the phone “It’s for you. It’s God. He say’s you’re bad at relationships.”
Wilson angrily left the room and slammed the door which echoed with the cackles of his best friend.
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Y/n opened the door to leave her office, armed with a pasta salad and an iced coffee.
“Do you want to break up?”
Y/n was startled by her flustered boyfriend who had jumped out in front of her.
“What? No! Why would you think that? I love you of course I don’t want to leave you.” She reached up to cup his cheek and used her thumb to stroke under his eyes.
“I can’t believe you were thinking that! I can’t believe I made you think that! Oh, baby I’m so sorry.” After her rambling she threw her arms around his neck, ladening his neck with so many kisses as way of apology. Wilson chuckled before completing the hug and squeezing her waist.
She pulled back from the hug.
“Why did you think I wanted to leave you?”
“Well, lunch. You didn’t want to, again, and we haven’t had lunch together in about a week. And in all my past relationships, there comes a time when they start to retreat,” He scratched the back of his neck “I just thought it had come sooner than usual.”
“It’s not that I didn’t want to, I couldn’t.”
She bit her lip and tried to find the right words before blurting out. “I’m seeing a 12-year-old.”
Wilson simply couldn’t find the words.
“Please—”
“Oh, not like that. Come with me.” She took his arm and began to lead him to the elevator.
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They stood in front of the window that showed a boy, small for his age, curled up on the hospital bed playing with two power rangers. His room was devoid of balloons, toys, cards: the decorations that covered every other peds room.
“That’s Lucas. He came in last week with pneumonia. He’s on antibiotics and he’s improving. His dad died when he was 2 and his mum works constantly to make enough money. She can’t visit him a lot, she only managed 2 visits last week. He’s never even left his house. And now he only knows two things: he’s sick and he’s alone. This hospital can look like a big scary place when you’re a kid so –”
“So, you eat lunch with him every day so he has at least one visitor.” Her boyfriend finishes her sentence flawlessly.
“I’ll bet you even tell him that you choose to be with him, probably say that all the other doctors are boring.” She laughs at how well he knows her. She steps back from the window and pushes open the door.
“Lucas, there is someone very special I want you to meet. This is Dr Wilson.”
Lucas perks up at seeing, not only his favourite doctor, but also another boy enter the room.
“Is he your friend, Dr y/l/n?”
“Yes, he is, he’s my special friend.”
“Mummy always said Daddy was her best friend. Do you love him like my mummy loved my daddy.”
“Observant kid.” Wilson quietly remarks.
“What do you have for lunch today, Dr y/l/n?”
Y/n sits down on Lucas’ bed. “Actually, Lucas, today Dr Wilson and I have—"
“Have to tell you that I took over Dr y/l/n’s clinic hours so she can have 3 more hours to spend with you. She’s been nagging me to have more time with you for weeks!” He rolls his eyes jokingly. “I’ll leave you two to it.”
She turns away from Lucas to mouth ‘Thank you’ towards him. In return he waves as if to say see you later.
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the next day
“I have the tickets, Thursday night!” House limped down the hallway flanked by his exasperated friend.
“Can’t.”
“Liar. Your girlfriend’s ignoring you so unless you’ve already found the next next potential Mrs Wilson, you’re free!”
“Actually, we –”
“Boys!”
Y/n slid into the two’s line of vision. Her pink scrubs not as cheery as her smile. Wilson quickly checked his watch.
“y/n/n, baby, isn’t Lucas waiting.”
“Who’s Lucas? You guys open now?”
“Actually, he gave me a message to give to you two. He told me to invite to lunch, and I quote, ‘your boyfriend and the mean cane guy he’s always with’”.
Wilson beams at how chipper his girlfriend seems at this news.
“Wait, both of us? You two into foursomes now? I mean I respect it.”
Rolling her eyes at House’s comment. She grabs the two by their arms and drags them to the ‘lunch’ room. They stop in the doorway, seeing Lucas who was looking into a gigantic bag of food but who quickly retreated sheepishly when he was caught.
“I retract my previous joke.” House looks down, embarrassed. He goes to approach the boy but is halted by a pressure on his ear as it was held by the smiling paediatrician. She yanks him back to her and harshly whispers “Be. Nice!”.
“Yes ma’am.” Happy with this response, she releases him. She then turns towards her boyfriend. “I even managed to get an order in from that deli. Do you like it?” she fiddles with her fingers nervously.
“Yes. Very much so.”
She skips towards Lucas but is brought back by Wilson’s hands on her waist. They turn so they are nose to nose.
“I love you.” “I love you too.”
Before their lips could touch they are interrupted.
“Ew gross!” they glare towards the bed to see that the juvenile remarks are not coming from the 12-year-old but rather the overgrown 8 year old.
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The four ate lunch and talked and each managed to bring back a little joy for the bed ridden child. Even House slowly warmed and began to care for the boy. Every so often y/n would get up to check his stats but also to fluff his pillows, bring him his toys and juice. She cared so deeply and wanted every child who passed through her care to feel special and heard.
Wilson sat back and watched the scene unfold, happy to be an observer. And as he watched the woman, he loved be a mother for a child who wasn’t even her own, he couldn’t help but imagine her with their own.
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Props to anyone who spots the joke about one of Robert Sean Leonard’s other films ;)
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eliaswoodt · 11 months
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The Name List
Organized from A-Z (yes I will add more names whenever I find more I like, probably in reblogs)
I currently have 1035 names (and that’s only including the first names. I have a list of last names, too.)
Angel, Atticus, Atlas, Apollo, Ares, Athena, Achilles, Artemis, Adonis, Avery, Aubrey, Aubry, Aceline, Ashlynn, Aislinn, Anjanette, Arthur, Archer, Addison, Arrietty, Amity, Autumn, Alastor, Alastair, Alasdair, Alistair, Alison, Arren, Arin, Astra, Aoife, Adalyn, Adeleine, Astoria, Agnes, Angus, Abigail, Ann, Anne, Ambrose, Adeline, Avarsel, Agatha, Ari, Azariah, Aniyah, Armani, Anastasia, Annabelle, Adah, Adelaide, Avis, Amelia, August, Axel, Adelina, Amir, Amin, Ayala, Arne, Averett, Adil, Astro, Ava, Anti, Ailun, Akemi, Asahi, Akari, Asako, Atsuko, Azumi, Aka, Aren, Akko
Blossom, Bambi, Babs, Bo, Bella, Blair, Bea, Bonnabel, Badeea, Betty, Bailey, Boris, Bee, Bugs, Blaise, Benjamin, Bog, Buford, Beatrice, Bryce, Bryan, Bazil, Brutus, Bellamy, Brigitte, Bailee, Bailey, Bao, Belladona, Belladonna, Bell, Bill, Bishop, Bones, Boneothy, Benno, Behemoth, Barry, Bellynn, Bowie, Bunki
Clover, Canyon, Cleo, Cameron, Celestial, Celestino, Ciro, Camilo, Cain, Charlotte, Clara, Corey, Cin, Charlie, Cassidy, Chiara, Callista, Cisco, Cynthia, Casper Clinton, Celestina, Clement, Christopher, Cornelius, Clifford, Claudius, Carey, Carrie, Coatl, Cyrus, Cyril, Cecil, Caisus, Castiel, Calla, Cosmos, Cherry, Cheryl, Crowley, Crow, Cassius, Cliodna, Clíodhna, Cliona, Conan, Cordelia, Calypso, Cas, Cillian, Chiyo, Chiaki, Chihiro, Calcifer
Danny, Darlene, Dex, Dot, Diana, Daphne, Demeter, Daedalus, Daeddel, Darphel, Dawn, Derrick, Derek, Dravan, Dravid, Drae, Dallas, Dimas, Dominic, Damien, Drew, Delilah, Dakota, Darian, Darius, Darwin, Devan, Darla, Dagmar, Daelyn, Dale, Dae, Dacey, Desmond, Dabria, Daniel, Daniela, Danialla, David, Davis, Donnel, Dennis, Demitrius, Delaney, Daiki, Daiyu
Everest, Emery, Ember, Elliott, Elliot, Earlana, Eliseo, Ezequiel, Emie, Evan, Eloise, Eric, Emmet, Elizabeth, Eugene, Ethan, Eret, Ester, Elias, Eos, Ellis, Edwin, Ebony, Elijah, Eliza, Enzo, Elissa, Edward, Eddalyn, Esther, Eda, Edalyn, Edalynn, Edison, Eddison, Estervan, Emma, Eden, Erfan, Eun-hae, Erytheia, Egan, Errol, Eiichi, Eiji, Eriko, Etsu, Etsuko, Eiichiro, Ezume
Flint, Finn, Fae, Fred, Fritz, Fang, Frankie, Frank, Fermin, Freddie, Freddy, Finley, Freya, Fai, Felix, Freda, Faolan, Frey, Feylynn, Faelynn, Failynn, Felipa, Febby, Febbie, Febie, Feby, Flynn, Fuji, Feiyu, Fukiko, Fumitaka, Fumito, Fuyuko
Griffin, Garnet, Gothi, Gertrude, Gabe, Grant, Giovanni, George, Gage, Gregory, Gabriel, Gabrielle, Guy, Gilbert, Guadalupe, Gerry, Grey, Gray, Gia, Grace, Gracian, Gracis, Gracie, Gretel, Gideon, Griffilow, Ghost, Ghazaleh, Gavin, Gryphon, Griffith, Goliath, Grayson, Greyson
Harmony, Hannah, Harlei, Harlie, Haritha, Haris, Harry, Harlan, Harvey, Hadrian, Harley, Hari, Harlow, Howl, Hank, Harper, Herbert, Humphrey, Hestia, Helios, Hephaestus, Hollis, Hunter, Hero, Henry, Helda, Hajar, Hasta, Hadis, Howard, Howie, Hannan, Haoyu, Hisako, Hachi, Hiroto, Hoshiko, Honoka, Hiroshi, Hiro, Haitao, Hamako, Haruhi, Harue, Hayate, Hide, Hideyo, Hidetaka, Hisaye, Hisayo, Heiji, Higari
Ivy, Ivey, Ivo, Ida, Iris, Ilyssa, Illy, Irene, Iren, Isaiah, Ira, Idelle, Ivan, Illaoi, Isabel, Isabell, Isabelle, Isobell, Isabella, Ismelda, Io, Ismael, Isolt, Icarus, izuru, Isamu, Itona, Ichiro, Ichiko, Ichigo, Isoko, Ishiko, Isaye, Inari, Ikuko, Itsuki, Itsuko, Inosuke
Juniper, Jupiter, Jinx, Jamie, Javier, Josiah, Joan, Jake, Julia, Jamil, Jamila, Jesse, Jessie, Jess, Jasper, Janus, Jordan, Joshua, Julian, Juilliard, Julius, Juliana, Jeremiah, Jace, June, Junebug, Jazzy, Jackson, Jackie, Jackalynn, Jodie, Johnnie, Jan, Jaime, Jason, Jorge, Justin, Justice, John, Jay, Janelle, James, Jennifer, Jillion, Jill, Jana, Jonah, Jaycee, Jaxen, Junpei, Jona, Jun, Jin
Kenneth, Kat, Kas, Kris, Keith, Kingston, Kaeton, Kingsley, Kent, Katherine, Kyle, Knox, Kristen, Kristin, Kristeen, Kylie, Kaylee, Kamila, Kehlani, Kendall, Kerry, Kry, Kenny, Kath, Kathleen, Krow, Kix, Kedrick, Kennon, Klaus, Killian, Korallia, Krank, Kaz, Kaede, Kirara, Katsuhiko, Keisuke, Kanako, Kenji, Kaemon, Kamin, Katsu, Kaki, Kazane, Kazuyuki, Kazushige, Kenta, Kei, Kimi, Kin, Kohako, Koichi, Kota, Koji, Koharu, Kosuke, Kuma, Kumi, Kuniko, Kuniyuki, Kideko, Kazuko
Lullaby, Lotte, Lapin, Lorelei, Loralai, Lorelai, Luna, Lily, Lucy, Lee, Liana, Lola, Lethe, Lance, Laurence, Luther, Luca, Lennon, Logan, Lennox, Ilias, Liu, Lui, Luis, Lefu, Liam, Lyall, Lowell, Luella, Leona, Leonie, Leon, Lev, Lincoln, Lin, Link, Laverna, Lazarus, Lewis, Louis, Louise, Levi, Leslie, Lesley, Leilana
Marley, Marlai, Mei, May, Mae, Marceline, Marshall, Marshalee, Millie, Mallorie, Marcela, Melanie, Maddison, Mary, Mirabel, Marsh, Murphy, Montgomery, Mildred, Memphis, Molly, Maverick, Maurice, Muiris, Morgen, Max, Moses, Marion, Merrill, Monroe, Melanthios, Maxwell, Matias, Melissa, Maëlle, Marlene, Meredith, Maybelle, Margaret, Maeve, Moss, Mara, Maria, Myrtle, Mona, Mark, Markus, Michael, Micheal, Michelle, Mahsa, Minoo, Mehdi, Mohammad, Matin, Morpheus, Marlowe, Monica, Marilia, Magnus, Malachi, Malachy, Maggie, Makoto, Megumi, Mio, Maemo, Maemi, Masa, Masaaki, Masashi, Michi, Midori, Michinori, Momo, Motoko
Natasha, Noelle, Noni, Neville, Nixon, Neda, Natalio, Ned, Nausicaä, Noxis, Nova, Nathen, Newt, Noah, Nash, Nox, Nathara, Nathaira, Nathair, Nyoka, Nagisa, Nathan, Nate, Nik, Nick, Naohiro, Naoko, Nara, Natsu, Naoya, Nishi, Nobuko, Nori
Olindo, Ollie, Oliver, Ophelia, Odysseus, Orion, Osono, Oxen, Onyx, Otto, Ottoline, Otitile, Ottavia, Octavio, Olivia-Marie, Oakley, Omar, Olivia, Oscar, Octavian, Octavia, Oz, Octavius, Otta, Oisin, Orson, Orlos, Osiris, Owen, Odalis, Odell, Ozuru
Penelope, Patton, Paddy, Percy, Paulie, Page, Pazu, Phoebe, Phebe, Prairie, Porter, Parlay, Pally, Piper, Parker, Payton, Phil, Paul, Philip, Pyre, Piers, Phylis, Patricia, Payne, Payneton, Pip
Quinn, Quincy, Quil, Quinley, Quinstin, Quinlan, Quillen, Quavon, Quaylon, Quensley, Qing, Qrow, Quilla, Quianna, Quita, Qiao, Quinella, Queenie, Qaylah, Qailah, Qitarah, Quenby, Qadira, Qudsiyah, Quan, Qian, Quinby, Quella
Roseline, Raul, Rahul, Rafael, Roque, Rogelio, Remmy, Rei, Rey, Ray, Robin, Ro, Reika, Rowen, Rowan, Rose, Rosie, Ralsei, Riley, Remus, Rosalyn, Rosalin, Rosaline, Renata, Ron, Rat, Ratt, Reef, Roxy, River, Reed, Rufus, Robbie, Renee, Rivia, Ross, Rex, Ruth, Rosemary, Rosabe, Rosabee, Rosabell, Rosabelle, Rosabel, Rai, Rain, Rosella, Rosalie, Rhody, Robert, Raelinn, Rebane, Ren, Rollin, Ralph, Roxanne, Rox, Roderick, Reginald, Reggie, Rio, Ryu, Ryo, Ryoji, Rinmaru
Sage, Sam, Syd, Selkie, Storig, Sal, Sirius, Summer, Susie, Scott, Sunni, Sosuke, Sophie, Satsuki, Sheeta, San, Sulley, Sully, Savannah, Sappho, Selene, Shaw, Sean, Seán, Shaun, Sawyer, Sabrina, Sebastian, Shane, Stan, Socks, Snom, Stolas, Spencer, Sammie, Stevie, Samus, Sarff, Sullivan, Seth, Susiebell, Susiebelle, Sadreddin, Shellaine, Sverre, Saoirse, Sylvania, Sanae, Silas, Sumi, Shiori, Shinzu, Sile
Toby, Tobias, Teddy, Ted, Tomas, Thomas, Tomothy, Tyche, Taiga, Tundra, Tracy, Timothy, Troy, Tatum, Tommie, Tommy, Theia, Tae, Trix, Trixy, Thanathos, Tod, Todd, Toddy, Tora, Torie, Theodore, Theo, Theophania, Talos, Thanatos, Teddy, Tomohito, Tazu, Tanjirou, Touya
Ulysses, Urijah, Uriyah, Urina, Ukiah, Ulnar, Ursula, Ulric
Virgil, Vanessa, Vito, Venacio, Vylad, Veronica, Valentina, Violet, Velma, Venus, Verna, Veld, Victoria, Victorie, Vinyl, Vincent, Vasuki, Vex, Valor, Valentine, Valerie, Valeria, Valerius, Vitoria, Vic, Victor, Vik, Vikktor, Viktor, Vick, Vicky, Vicke, Vickie, Vidya
Wynn, Willow, Warren, Wilbur, Wylie, Will, Walle, Whisp, Wade, Wendell, Wendy, Willard, Wes, Wallace, Wilber, Wyatt, Wybie, Wynnie, Wennie, Winnie, Wynnston, Wynston, Wynsten, Wiles
Xenophon, Xuan, Xio, Xori, Xanthos, Xander, Xavier
Yen, Yukio, Yae, Yoko, Yume, Yaeko, Yui, Yuzuki
Zane, Zana, Zion, Zachary, Zach, Zachariah, Zander, Ziana, Zoe, Zula, Zenix, Zenith, Zaharia, Zaria, Zack, Zakaeia, Zara, Zakaria, Zev, Zaira, Zanata
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panelshowsource · 1 year
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britcom comedians & panel show personalities who share your sign
AQUARIUS ♒ dara ó briain • frank skinner • glenn moore • guz khan • hugh dennis • lucy porter • maisie adam • mark watson • phil wang • vic reeves
PISCES ♓ aisling bea • alan davies • dave gorman • ed gamble • jenny eclair • katy wix • michael mcintyre • rose matafeo
ARIES ♈ andy parsons • desiree burch • ed byrne • gary delaney • jamali maddix • john kearns • josh widdicombe • josie long • roisin conaty • romesh ranganathan • rory bremner
TAURUS ♉ al murray • alex brooker • catherine tate • greg davies • joe wilkinson • john robins • mae martin • milton jones • morgana robinson • rhys james • rob brydon • sally phillips • sandi toksvig • sean lock • stephen mangan
GEMINI ♊ alan carr • bob mortimer • david baddiel • fern brady • judi love • julian clary • london hughes • mel giedroyc • noel fielding • paul sinha • rich hall • richard ayoade • sara pascoe • sarah millican • shappi khorsandi • sindhu vee • tom allen
CANCER ♋ adam hills • alice levine • david mitchell • katherine ryan • harriet kemsley • ian hislop • jack whitehall • joe lycett • paul merton • peter serafinowicz • phill jupitus • rosie jones
LEO ♌ bridget christie • cariad lloyd • chris ramsey • daisy may cooper • frankie boyle • isy suttie • lee mack • jo brand • nish kumar • victoria coren mitchell
VIRGO ♍ alex horne • dane baptiste • darren harriott • ivo graham • jimmy carr • johnny vegas • lolly adefope • miles jupp • nina conti • stephen fry • sue perkins • tim key
LIBRA ♎ diane morgan • harry hill • jack dee • jon richardson • limmy • nick helm • rhod gilbert • robert webb • tiff stevenson • zoe lyons
SCORPIO ♏ angela barnes • chris addison • elis james • ellie taylor • holly walsh • liza tarbuck • jonathan ross • kerry godliman • kevin bridges • matt forde • mike wozniak • sofie hagen • susan calman
SAGITTARIUS ♐ adam riches • david o'doherty • jessica knappett • larry dean • miranda hart • richard osman • seann walsh • simon amstell • steven k. amos
CAPRICORN ♑ ahir shah • angus deayton • bill bailey • claudia winkleman • james acaster • mark lamarr • paul foot • rob beckett • suzi ruffell
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jakob-lund · 7 months
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Bea was fast asleep in their bed. Her chest slowly rose and fell, rose and fell. Jakob’s lips pulled into a small smile. She’d chosen to wear one of Må’s tour shirts to bed. The one he’d sent her weeks before they had started dating.
His favorite one.
Jakob lingered for a moment longer, then forced himself to move. He reached over and placed an envelope on Bea’s nightstand. Inside was a letter.
Bea, you asked me a few days ago if I was doing ok. I lied and told you I was. But that wasn’t the truth. I need to get help so I’m checking myself into rehab. Holly will give you the address and how to reach me — if you want to.
I’m sorry I lied to you and I’m sorry I keep doing this to you. You deserve better than me, but I’m fucked up and selfish and still just want you for myself. I hope you can forgive me. I’m going to get better. For us. For Bea Jr. I promise.
Love, J
Ps, don’t watch any Shrek movies without me.
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thelampisaflashlight · 9 months
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The Long and Short of it All
[A ficlet about Dew trying to repair other people's friendships, feat. my oc, Bea.] Below the cut.
Dew scans the rolling fields of tall grass swaying in the wind, hands cupped by his forehead to block the winter sun from his vision, lips curling into an easy smile at the first subtle peek of short brown hair amongst the golden waves.
"Hey!" he calls, lifting one arm into the air and waving it vigorously at the figure that pokes their head up from where they're kneeling upon the ground, "Bea!"
A pause as the woman squints, and then grins, offering him a small wave in return as she eases herself from the dirt, her gloved hands braced against her stained knees.
"Well, well, well! If it isn't my favorite little fire starter!" she laughs, slipping her gloves off as she climbs the small hill he's stood upon, tucking them into the front pocket of her overalls, "What brings you to this side of the lake?"
"Mountain sent me," Dew says, taking in the view from atop the hill; The lake shines, bitter cold but not quite gone to ice, surrounded by a thousand bare trees sticking up from the earth like teeth, with the occasional still green holly or pine, "since he knows you're still pissed about the greenhouse."
Bea makes an airy, "tsk" sound and sighs.
"I told him time and time again that-" she shakes her head, cutting herself off, "Never mind all of that, what does he need?"
"It seems your plants are being... temperamental." Dew explains, "Normally, all of the plants around the abbey listen to Mount, but the ones you've planted are being, in his own words, 'Finicky little brats'... Not sure how a rose bush can be a brat, but he says he can't get them to grow the way he wants them to."
"If he wants my help," Bea crosses her arms, "then he needs to apologize first."
"He has told me he regrets what he said-" Dew starts.
"To you, maybe." the other frowns, "But not to me. He even sent you here instead of coming himself. Who's being a brat now?"
Dew sticks his hands in his pockets, toeing the ground a bit with his sneaker, "I mean..."
He fidgets and casts his gaze downward.
"I... I don't know why you two... Couldn't you come and talk to him?"
Bea's hands twitch.
"...Why should I do that?" she asks, brown eyes narrowing, hurt apparent, "He's the one who-"
"Because between the two of you," Dew begins, "you're the one that's the most stubborn, you... You're allowed to be mad, upset... but, if you don't come and see him, it's only going to get worse. I mean, I know, from experience... That's how you lose a friend."
Dew watches Bea consider his words, watches the tension leave her body as she drops her arms at her sides.
"...I'll meet him halfway."
"That's-"
"Halfway." she repeats, "If he can prove he's willing to try and fix this, then I'll at least do that much."
"Halfway." Dew echoes, then nods, "Okay, got it."
"Honestly..." Bea pulls her gloves back out of her pocket, slapping them against her thigh to shake some of the dirt from them, "...I've kind of forgotten what we were even arguing about."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah." she snorts, "I think, ya know, I think I'm just so used to people leaving 'cause of..."
She gestures vaguely at herself and Dew frowns, knowing all too well what she means by it.
"...I didn't used to be like this."
"It's hard." Dew agrees, looking back out over the lake, at the light hitting the surface, making it glitter and shine, "You can't expect a dog that's been beaten down to trust even a gently offered hand."
"We're dogs now?" Bea laughs, voice pitching slightly.
"Metaphorically speaking." he shrugs, "...Mount doesn't mean... didn't mean to scare you like that."
"I know."
"Do you though?"
The breeze trails between them, a stray snowflake drifting through the air, landing on the gardener's shoulder, and melting into the fabric of her jacket.
"...I dunno." she whispers after a moment, "...Confrontation sucks."
Dew just nods.
"Halfway." she says again, straightening her back, sounding a bit more confident, "Halfway and I'll... I'll talk to the plants... Fuck that sounds so stupid."
"I almost forgot that's why I came out here." Dew barks out a laugh, "You... earth adjacent folks are so weird."
"Oi, you're the walking matchstick here." Bea fires back, "You wish you could sweet talk the trees."
"Actually, I don't, because I think if I started talking to the flora, the higherups would have me carted away."
"True enough." Bea hums, starting down the trail leading to the lake.
"Do the plants ever talk shit about people?" Dew asks, following behind her at an even pace.
"It's less talking shit and more asking for it." Bea casually remarks.
"Gross."
"Hey, whatever helps them grow-"
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vampseraph · 6 months
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haiii,, may i request minori hanasato npts? :3 its okey if not
minori hanasato npts!
names
clover, callie, may, calla, lily, daisy, hayley, holly, ellie, hope, lucy, lucky, nova, april, sunny, dove, dawn, kira, hannah, bea, winnie, juniper, june, dahlia, millie, cherry, faun, fawn, poppy, faye, rosie, flora
2. pronouns
clove/cloves, luck/lucks, joy/joys, idol/idols, smile/smiles, sun/suns, hope/hopes, spring/springs, jump/jumps, dream/dreams, rise/rises, pup/pups, note/notes, mel/melody, song/songs, tune/tunes, pure/pures, cute/cutes, sing/sings, wing/wings
3. titles
prn who delivers hope, leader of more more jump, the shining idol, the unlucky/lucky one, the hardworking idol, prn who dreams of being an idol, prn who spreads happiness
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esotheria-sims · 1 month
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Adam had been studying his spellbooks all morning. He'd been livid when he learned of Beatrice's run-in with the neighbour yesterday and vowed to put the insolent woman back in her place. Bea, sweet thing that she is, seemed to think that the neighbour had a point, but Adam was of a different mind. Nobody tells him what to do in his own home! And more importantly, nobody messes with his daughters!
For a Mellifera Attackum spell to work, he needed a Viper's Essence and two Eyes of the Newt. The reagents had to be crafted in a cauldron, but the instructions didn't seem too different from following a recipe. Adam was positive he could manage it.
Some hours later, Holly Brier was sitting at his table with a coffee and a sandwich, completely unaware of what was about to befall her. She thanked him for his hospitality and got up; as she turned to leave, Adam took his chance.
The spell hit the unsuspecting woman squarely in the back; a swarm of angry bees erupted out of thin air and immediately began circling a terrified Holly. Adam watched with amusement as she screamed and ran laps around his apartment, only to bolt through the door, bees still at her heel. Good! That should teach her.
Next time, she'll think twice before deciding to threaten his girls in his absence.
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Taking the fight to the nurse
*After riding up to the castle, the group gets off the coach and head up to the door*
Wally: This is it guys! *Knocks on the door*
Guard: *A guard similar to Bea Joyful answered* Hello?
Oakly: Pardon us, ma'am, but we’ve come to see the council.
Bea: The council? I’m afraid they can’t be seen at the moment.
Coachman: Hold on a second, why not?
Bea: With the nightmare nurse flying around the skies, the castle is on lockdown! Until the council can finally find a way to rid this land of the nurse for good!
Holly: Hey…..what if we go defeat Nightmare Nurse?
Clank: Holly, in order to do that, we’d need to enter Haunted Forrest.
Chewy: If it means we can help our little buddy get to his friends, then we will fight the nightmare nurse!
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