#Lolas coining

[lolinawinii]

Identityfluid, kind of like genderfluid, but your whole identity changes? If you have a different name that works better, feel free!! :3

For example (if needed), one day, I'm a transamab cishet man who's 20, and the next day, I'm a permatween non-binary who goes by it/its and a different name.

coined !! vv interesting term i luvluv doing it <3333

IDENTITYFLUID !!!

a -fluid identity like genderfluid ,, but your whole identity changes !! this includes name ,, gender ,, age ,, and possibly more !!

i rlly hope u like this flag ,, i personally do !!

[flamestar126]

I've recently learned that I love drawing lola bunny

[nani-nonny]

Mahjong! :D

Frida learned from the VIP elderly ladies who frequent the Battle Nexus. These elderly women taught Frida that knowing mahjong will introduce her to many people and create connections beneficial to Big Mama. One of them even met one of Big Mama’s patrons through mahjong, who then introduced her to the Battle Nexus!

I’d like to think Frida invited Casey Jr to play, despite being too young to understand. But F!Leo was there to help Jr :)

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Fi sets up the table, a rickety old pile of planks lined on top of a tipped-over shopping cart, after shuffling the tiles. She aligns the tiles in a long two-tiles-high line, stopping at the eighteenth before creating the next line of tiles. She notices Jr’s eyes wide with wonder, a small hand reaching for a tile too far as he grunts in a little voice.

Fi leans over to hand him a random tile, to which he flips over to show her a red flower with the little number one on it. He waves it in the air and asks, “What is it? What’s it say?”

Fi answers shortly, “One.”

Junior raises a brow then waves the tile with much more force, nearly swinging his body off his makeshift chair—a wooden crate. His voice comes out in a growing whine as he corrects, “No! Tita Fi! What’s it say?!”

Fi look at it again, searching in her brain for the answer. She’s not fluent but she remembers the elders reminding her time and time again of the characters on the tiles. She needed to remember them in order to play, after all, the rewards they gifted were beneficial at the time.

“Spring,” she answers, pushing more tiles closer to her reach as she finishes the wall.

Junior lowers the tile to his face, staring so close that his eyes cross. “Is there a two?”

Fi shifts the wall she finished to start the foundation for the game as she answers, “Yes.”

She begins grabbing more tiles, stacking them and lining them to make the next wall. She ignores Junior’s expectant eyes, but waits for his next question.

The one thing she learned from Junior is that children are filled to the brim with questions about the world. Michelangelo often referred to them as sponges, but they’re more like parasites in Fi’s eyes. Leeching off those around them to grow larger and larger until they move to their next target… Michelangelo would disapprove of this idea if she ever corrected him on the sponge idea. She should keep it to herself.

Junior’s hand raises, the tile missing from his palm as he asks, “What’s the two?”

She answers stoutly, “Summer.”

Junior’s brows furrow before rummages through his pocket and slams the tile on the table. “Why not the flower?”

Fi hums in response, ignoring the glare the boy locks on her. When she shifts the third wall of tiles, she realizes his face won’t relax until she answers him. So she responds, “Because the flowers represent the seasons.”

“The seasons?”

Fi nods as she begins making the final wall of tiles, “Yes.”

“What seasons?”

Fi raises a brow at that. She remembers vividly the Computer teaching the boy about the weather, including the seasons and how the weather shifts according to the seasons that pass. But she answers regardless, the boy asked a question so she must answer him. “Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter.”

“Oh! I know the seasons!”

She nods, pushing tiles closer to her one final time as she finishes the wall. “Indeed you do.”

“Why are there seasons in ‘jong?”

Fi shifts the final wall to the foundation, completing the square in the center of the table. “It’s mahjong.”

“Mah-jong,” Junior repeats, standing on his chair for a better look.

“It is part of the flower tiles,” Fi answers, rolling her dice in the center of the foundation. She counts out loud for the boy the number that she rolled before creating the flower pile. She gestures to the pile and says, “The more flowers you obtain, the more tiles you get from this end.”

“Why do I need the flowers?” He asks, reaching for the flower pile.

Fi looks up in time to see Leonardo slide into the room, silent and quick as ever. The slider swoops in, taking the boy’s seat as he scoops him into his arms in a single movement. The boy, caught completely unawares, releases a high-pitched squeal and bursts into a fit of giggles when Leonardo hangs the boy upside-down by the ankle.

“So you can make more money!” Leonardo answers the boy’s question with a full smile, laughing lightly at the boy hanging in his grip.

Fi ignores Leonardo as she divides the tiles from the foundation into her and Junior’s hand of tiles. “Good evening, Blue One,” she greets the slider, expertly divvying up the tiles with a swiftness and flipping her hand in one attempt.

Leonardo places Junior on his lap and copies her, almost fumbling the tile flip but saving it with the expertise of the renowned face-man. He winces mockingly as rearranges Junior’s tiles, “Aw, come on, FiFi, ‘Blue One?’ How long are you gonna call me that? You know my name—you call Mikey ‘Michelangelo’.”

Junior pokes at his tiles, distracted by their color and array of Chinese characters.

Fi flips over her flower tiles: two green dragons and one spring flower. She watches as Leonardo hands Junior each of his own flower tiles, a total of seven, and lets the young boy flip them over.

“You are the Blue One among your kin. I don’t see a problem with calling you as you are,” Fi answers coldly, watching as Leonardo lifts the boy over the table to grab seven tiles from the flower pile.

Leonardo frowns as he places Junior on his lap after the tiles are picked up and organized the tiles for him again. “Maybe I should demote you, huh, Masky?”

Fi organizes her own tiles, taking note of the pieces she has. “My answer remains the same, Blue One,” then she looks at Junior to answer his forgotten question, “I’ve been told that the flowers represent the long, spinal fin of the dragon.”

Junior’s eyes widen, sparkling with interest as he jumps to his feet, balancing on Leonardo’s thigh. “Dragon?!”

Fi nods, “Yes, Little One. The purpose of this game is to create a dragon. You create the body and the eyes, using your tiles to call mahjong.”

Leonardo raises a brow, making a light joke, “Why not a turtle?”

“Because turtles are often underappreciated,” Fi answers.

Junior gasps, “Can I make a turtle?”

Fi pauses. How can she make it so the boy is making a dragon instead of a turtle…?

She raises a flower tile, staring at spring, then at the boy’s flower tiles. Then the idea comes.

“Then instead of the fin, these will be the shell of the turtle. You will still make the body and eyes of the turtle.”

Leonardo smiles, poking Junior’s sides as he teases, “You need to get more flower tiles to protect the turtle, Junior!”

Junior immediately starts reaching for the foundation, little hands making grabbing motions as Leonardo holds him back.

Fi shakes her head, “No, Little One. We take turns picking tiles, you wait for the other party to make their move. And slowly, you build your turtle.”

Leonardo picks Junior’s first tile, letting the boy stare at his tiles.

But Fi’s focus shifts to Leonardo. She was meant to watch over Junior because everyone else was busy preparing for an ambush. Leonardo is the leader of the Resistance. Why is he here instead of the meeting?

“I thought you were busy,” Fi says softly, immediately picking her tile from the foundation after Leonardo discarded Junior’s tile. She immediately adds it to her hand to make a pair and discards a tile.

Leonardo helps Junior on the boy’s turn, he glances at Fi before discarding a useless tile to the center. “There was something I wanted to ask you.”

Fi raises a brow and picks up a tile before throwing it back in the center, deciding it’s not worth keeping. “And that is?”

Leonardo picks up a tile that makes Junior’s eyes widen. The boy points excitedly as he explains, “Uncle Lee! That one!”

Leonardo nods and discards a different tile for the boy. His smile doesn’t reach his eyes when he answers, “It’s about the—,” he stops when he realizes Junior is watching him with the happiest smile. He smiles back at the boy and ruffles the boy’s hair, “The mission.”

Fi picks up the tile Leonardo discarded and adds it to her hand. She stares at her hand for a moment, thinking over how to phrase her words that won’t capture the boy’s attention. “And how does that concern me, Blue One? I’m busy watching Casey’s boy.”

Junior’s head perks up, “My mom? What about my mom? Is she coming back?”

Fi discards a tile and answers, “No, Little One.” She raises a brow at Leonardo and asks, “Did it backfire like I said it would?”

Leonardo scoffs as he picks a new pile and discards from Junior’s hand, “No. But something’s come up, and it’s got your name on it.”

Fi pauses mid-reach for a new tile, her hand hovering over the table and the game’s foundation. Leonardo hardly reaches out for her in this way. And it’s usually for something the Hamatos themselves refuse to do themselves. Their morals wouldn’t allow it. But having been raised under Big Mama’s care, she hardly has any left over.

She sighs. She picks a new tile to find a white dragon tile and discards it among her other flowers, flipping it face up. Her finger lingers on the engraved surface, thinking over what it could be. She picks up a tile from the flower pile to find a character tile. Four…

Fi discards the ‘four’ tile to the center of the foundation, her finger lingering on the tile to look Leonardo in the eyes. “How soon do I leave?”

Leonardo picks up the tile she discarded and flips two other tiles to reveal a pair that matches said tile. He pats Junior on the head as he calls the matchup, “Pong.”

Fi narrows her eyes and repeats, “How soon do I leave?”

Leonardo picks a tile and discards another, he uses Junior’s hand to wave at Fi as he answers, “Immediately.”

Fi rises from her seat and takes the tile Leonardo discarded to flip her matching pair, a three-of-a-kind set of four-circle tiles. “I expect my reward once I return,” she demands coldly, then takes a step forward to pat Junior’s head.

“I have to go, Little One. I’m sorry I can’t finish the game with you,” Fi apologizes and turns on her heel before Junior can respond. “Send me the information, Blue One. I’m leaving.”

As Fi leaves, she hears Leonardo call after her, “Pong! And mahjong! Junior’s a winner!”

[ireallylikehickorysticksyay]

i agree. the looneytoons show version of lola bunny is the best so far.

but i dont like people ignoring her character in space jam and then claiming she had no character at all.

because lola bunny did have a personality in space jam, she was a jessica rabbit esk character who was naturally more of a fluttershy type who would like to be a bit more rainbowdash: she's someone who was trapped in a body and a world that at best no one took seriously and at worst was commodified. with people being kind to her in hopes of getting something. her words, wishes, stutterings, and even anger is literally drowned out by the saxophone(? is it a saxophone?), the manifestation of the box society has put her in it follows her and she can't escape. if she's angry it is laughed off or worse, is sexualized.

she wanted to be an extrovert, go with the flow, go getter, she's naturally a funloving, sweet, soft spoken, bubbly person who misses social cues (or has come to ignore them for her own sanity)- but has clearly been through this shit for a long time. she learned to fight back, double down all while remaining personalble, treating everyone like a customer service patron, because she had to. not because it's natural for her, but out of trauma. not because she wanted to.

she basically immediately gravitated towards bugs, another cartoon rabbit, and she was angry, triggered, and disapointed when he called her doll like so many people clearly had she . it wasnt until he got smushed on her behalf, and asked HER if SHE was okay-NO STRINGS ATTACHED that she actually opened up. "that was the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me" she didnt say that when he got smooshed. she didnt say that when he pushed her out of the way, she said it when he asked her if she, lola the person was okay. at this point she got overwhelmed and excited and kissed him, she let herself be okay with him seeing her in a romantic or cartoon-psuedo-sexual nature because he could see past that and for the first time in a long time she felt less alone and cared for. she could sexualize him and know there was an equal balance for once in her fuckin life. so she rushed things when she likely shouldnt have either in hopes of keeping a bit of control and say, or because this is new terriitory, or because she doesnt know any different from the two extremes she's had to live with for so long.

lola did have personality, it just wasnt in line with a typical exagerated to extremes looneytoons cartoon character style personality, because she wasnt allowed to.

she's the cartoon embodiment of the highschool girl or coworker who gets constant unwanted attention (sexual harrasment) and is dehumanized even by her fellow girls who slutshame, and objectify her by calling her vapid, by blaming her and therefore fails out of refusal to hold the men around them accountable. she's a vapid slut if she tries to ignore it, but if she snaps then she's the crazy misanderist one who is dehumanizing and vilifying all men. so she has to laugh along and giggle she has to walk a tight rope whether she's actively aware of it or not.

this new iteration of lola is more fun to watch, she isnt trapped in subtlety and a failed attempt at commentary that goes over peoples heads because of such a failure.

this new iteration is who movie lola seems to wish to be. who she couldve been had society at large not failed her, isolated her, took advantage of her and tried to trade a conditional kindness for something in return.

this new itteration of lola is actually fun because she's allowed to be fun.

[kurtmustdie]

Uuhhhhhhh

Lolagender maybe???.

[microsofttothemax]

two sides of the same coin

[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

Rita Moreno (Singin' in the Rain, West Side Story)—She’s an EGOT, an absolute legend for how she navigated her career as a woman of color in the fifties and sixties. Her performance as Anita in West Side Story is why I go back to that movie so many times. She is an icon and she is the moment.

Marlene Dietrich (Shanghai Express, Witness for the Prosecution, Morocco)—Bisexual icon, super hot when dressed both masculine and feminine, lived up her life in the queer Berlin scene of the 1920s, central to the 'sewing circle' of the secret sapphic actresses of Old Hollywood, refused lucrative offers by the Nazis and helped Jews and others under persecution to escape Nazi Germany, the love of my life

We are in the quarterfinals of the Hot & Vintage Movie Women Tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Propaganda is not my own and is on a submission basis. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Rita Moreno propaganda:

"Amazing showstopping actress in her one big memorable role as Anita in West Side Story. She sings and dances with unmatched joy and energy, and then breaks your heart with her acting. Rita took a role that felt as a stereotype to latina women and made it compelling and multifaceted. Her subsequent career was filled with mostly side roles, but she still managed to excel in whatever Hollywood threw at her."

"It’s Rita!! The EGOT herself! She can act, she can sing, she can dance, a triple threat. Obviously absolutely iconic as Anita in West Side Story (her part of the Tonight Quintet is the sexiest part of the film, fight me). But before that she was the amazing Zelda in Singin’ In the Rain!?! Thanks Zelda, you’re a real pal."

"She continues to be amazing but also she's got legs for days."

"THEE iconic rita moreno, EGOT winner, civil rights activist, theatre legend. watch her documentary "Rita Moreno: Just a Girl Who Decided to Go for It". also her rendition of "fever" on the muppet show"

Marlene Dietrich:

ms dietrich....ms dietrich pls.....sit on my face

its marlene dietrich!!!! queer legend, easily the hottest person to ever wear a tuxedo, that hot hot voice, those glamorous glamorous movies…. most famously she starred in a string of movies directed by josef von sternberg throughout the 1930s, beginning with the blue angel which catapulted her to stardom in the role of the cabaret singer lola lola. known for his exquisite eye for lighting, texture, imagery, von sternberg devoted himself over the course of their collaborations to acquiring exceptional skill at photographing dietrich herself in particular, a worthy direction in which to expend effort im sure we can all agree. she collaborated with many other great directors of the era as well, including rouben mamoulian (song of songs), frank borzage (desire), ernst lubitsch (angel), fritz lang (rancho notorious), and billy wilder (witness for the prosecution). the encyclopedia britannica entry im looking at while compiling this propaganda describes her as having an “aura of sophistication and languid sexuality” which✔️💯. born marie magdalene dietrich, she combined her first and middle names to coin the moniker “marlene”. she was a trendsetter in her incorporation of trousers, suits, and menswear into her wardrobe and her androgynous allure was often remarked upon. critic kenneth tynan wrote, “She has sex, but no particular gender. She has the bearing of a man; the characters she plays love power and wear trousers. Her masculinity appeals to women and her sexuality to men.” in the 1920s she enjoyed the vibrant queer nightlife of weimar berlin, visiting gay bars and drag balls, and in hollywood her love affairs with men and women were an open secret. she was an ardent opponent of nazi germany, refusing lucrative contacts offered her to make films there, raising money with billy wilder to help jews and dissidents escape, and undertaking extensive USO tours to entertain soldiers with an act that included her a playing musical saw and doing a mindreading routine she learned from orson welles. starting in the 50s and continuing into the mid-70s she worked largely as a cabaret artist touring the world to large audiences, employing burt bacharach as her musical arranger.

First of all, there are those publicity photos of her in a tux. Second of all, I have never been the same since knowing that she sent copies of those photos to her Berlin lovers signed "Daddy Marlene." Not only is she hot in all circumstances, but she can do everything from earthy to ice queen. Also, she kept getting sexy romantic lead parts in Hollywood after the age of 40, which would be rare even now. She hated Nazis, loved her friends, and had a sapphic social circle in Hollywood. She also had cheekbones that could cut glass and a voice that could melt you.

Her GENDER her looks her voice her everything

“In her films and record-breaking cabaret performances, Miss Dietrich artfully projected cool sophistication, self-mockery and infinite experience. Her sexuality was audacious, her wit was insolent and her manner was ageless. With a world-weary charm and a diaphanous gown showing off her celebrated legs, she was the quintessential cabaret entertainer of Weimar-era Germany.”

The bar scene in Morocco awoke something in me and ultimately changed my gender

"Her manner, the critic Kenneth Tynan wrote, was that of ‘a serpentine lasso whereby her voice casually winds itself around our most vulnerable fantasies.’ Her friend Maurice Chevalier said: ‘Dietrich is something that never existed before and may never exist again.’”

"Songstress, photographer, fashion icon, out bisexual phenom (notoriously stole Lupe Velez and Joan Crawford's men, and Errol Flynn's wife, had a torrid affair with Greta Garbo that ended in a 60-year feud, other notable conquests including Erich Maria Remarque -yes, the guy who wrote All Quiet on the Western Front- Douglas Fairbanks Junior, Claudette Colbert, Mercedes de Acosta, Edith Piaf), anti-Nazi activist. Marlene was a bitch - she had an open marriage for decades and one of her favorite things was making catty commentary about her current lover with her husband, and her relationship with her daughter was painful- but she was also immensely talented, a hard worker, an opponent of fascism and the hottest ice queen in Hollywood for a long time."

"She can sing! She can act! She told the Nazis to fuck off and became a US citizen out of spite! She worked with other German exiles to create a fund to help Jews and German dissidents escape (she donated an entire movie salary, about $450k, to the cause). She looks REALLY GOOD in a suit. If you're not convinced, please listen to her sing "Lili Marlene". Absolutely gorgeous woman with a gorgeous voice."

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"Bisexual icon and Nazi-hater. Looks absolutely stunning in the suits she liked to wear. 'I dress for the image. Not for myself, not for the public, not for fashion, not for men'."

"would you not let her walk on you?"

[teatitty]

Starbee are like Bugs and Lola in the Looney Tunes Show to me except it's always a coin toss as to which one is Bugs and which one is Lola. For instance, the scene where they're on the phone and Lola goes "you're never gonna believe this there's a guy on the street who looks just like you! I'm about to hit him" is Bumblebee. But the one where she goes "I read a story once about a bug laying eggs in some guy's brain you should be careful. Welp time to go lamp shopping!" is Starscream

[astro-tag-9]

The Signs as songs with one word titles

Aries Sun: Tough - Lana Del Rey, Quavo Aries Moon: Ghost - Fefe Dobson Aries Rising: Taste - Sabrina Carpenter Aries Mars: Drive - Miley Cyrus Aries Mercury: Explosions - Ellie Goulding Aries Venus: Risk - Gracie Abrams Aries Jupiter: Supercut - Lorde Taurus Sun: Entertainer - ZAYN Taurus Moon: Beige - Yoke Lore Taurus Rising: Maneater - Daryl Hall & John Oates Taurus Mars: Juno - Sabrina Carpenter Taurus Mercury: Attention - Charlie Puth Taurus Venus: Sneakers - Knox Taurus Jupiter: Dress - Charlotte Sands Gemini Sun: Gypsy - Fleetwood Mac Gemini Moon: Maroon - Taylor Swift Gemini Rising: Amazing - Kanye West Gemini Mars: Neighbors - J. Cole Gemini Mercury: Hunger - Florence + The Machine Gemini Venus: Silence - Marshmello, Khalid Gemini Jupiter: Blackout - Breathe Carolina Cancer Sun: Bored - Billie Eilish Cancer Moon: Gorgeous - Taylor Swift Cancer Rising: Pearl - Katy Perry Cancer Mars: Tailspin - For You Cancer Mercury: opposite - Sabrina Carpenter Cancer Venus: Smile - Avril Lavigne Cancer Jupiter: Crazy - Bazzi Leo Sun: Up! - Shania Twain Leo Moon: Les - Childish Gambino Leo Rising: Free - Florence + The Machine Leo Mars: Messy - Lola Young Leo Mercury: Dunno - Mac Miller Leo Venus: Valentine - Train Leo Jupiter: Runaway - Kanye West Virgo Sun: First - Cold War Kids Virgo Moon: Ruin - Shawn Mendes Virgo Rising: You - Miley Cyrus Virgo Mars: Breathe - Anna Nalick Virgo Mercury: Everywhere - Michelle Branch Virgo Venus: Bad - The Cab Virgo Jupiter: Younger - Seinabo Sey, Kygo Libra Sun: Crazy - Gnarls Barkley Libra Moon: Higher - Rihanna Libra Rising: Promiscuous - Nelly Furtado, Timberland Libra Mercury: Mess - Noah Kahan Libra Mars: Satellite - Harry Styles Libra Venus: Wings - Birdy Libra Jupiter: Cinderella - Mac Miller Scorpio Sun: Robbers - The 1975 Scorpio Moon: She - Harry Styles Scorpio Rising: Obsessed - Olivia Rodrigo Scorpio Mercury: Heartbeat - Childish Gambino Scorpio Mars: Moving - Ed Sheeran Scorpio Venus: Jaded - Miley Cyrus Scorpio Jupiter: Rare - Selena Gomez Sagittarius Sun: Fantasy - Mariah Carey Sagittarius Moon: Moonlight - Ariana Grande Sagittarius Rising: Hurricane - Kanye West Sagittarius Mars: Woman - Harry Styles Sagittarius Mercury: Secrets - The Weeknd Sagittarius Venus: Tiebreaker - The Head And The Heart Sagittarius Jupiter: You - The 1975 Capricorn Sun: Immortal - J Cole Capricorn Moon: Sad - Maroon 5 Capricorn Rising: Cynic - Noah Kahan Capricorn Mars: Desire - Meg Myers Capricorn Mercury: Midnight - Ed Sheeran Capricorn Venus: Logical - Olivia Rodrigo Capricorn Jupiter: striptease - carwash Aquarius Sun: Runaways - The Killers Aquarius Moon: Stoned - Ed Sheeran Aquarius Rising: Now - Shane Guerrette Aquarius Mars: Goodbye - Who Is Fancy Aquarius Mercury: Change - J Cole Aquarius Venus: Afraid - The Neighbourhood Aquarius Jupiter: Complicated - Avril LAvigne Pisces Sun: Sometimes - Britney Spears Pisces Moon: Everytime - Ariana Grande Pisces Rising: Never - Moving Pictures Pisces Mars: us. - Gracie Abrams , Taylor Swift Pisces Mercury: Beautiful - Lana Del Rey Pisces Venus: Mine - Taylor Swift Pisces Jupiter: Fragile - Kygo, Labrinith Sun in the 1st house: Valentine - COIN Sun in the 2nd house: Circles - Post Malone Sun in the 3rd house: Kids - MGMT Sun in the 4th house: lonely - Machine Gun Kelly Sun in the 5th house: Coachella - lovelythebnad Sun in the 6th house: Messy - BRONZE AVERY Sun in the 7th house: Smile - Juice WRLD, The Weeknd Sun in the 8th house: Lost - Blake Rose Sun in the 9th house: Matches - Britney spears Sun in the 10th house: Sometimes - Ariana Grande Sun in the 11th house: Daylight - Joji, Diplo Sun in the 12th house: Dont - Ed Sheeran

[aisakalegacy]

Printemps 1937, Hylewood, Canada (23/27)

Ou du moins, c’est ce que cet épais avait voulu nous faire croire. Oui, voulu, Noé. Mon frère, dans toute sa splendeur. Il s’était délecté de nous voir écarquiller les yeux devant ses révélations, le souffle court, de voir la pauvre Sonia terrorisée dans un coin de la pièce. Et en fait… ce n’était qu’un canular élaboré pour se jouer de nous. Un canular qui se basait sur des vérités : Lorita était bien morte, elle avait bien tué le père de Sonia, elle travaillait bien pour un gang et notre cuisinière aussi, elle avait bien vendu de la cocaïne à Lola. Mais tout ce plan alambiqué, cet interrogatoire qui nous avait tous rendus fous… n’avait servi à rien d’autre qu’à nourrir l’histoire fantasque sortie de son cerveau malade, dans le simple but de nous faire marcher. Lorita n’avait pas été assassinée. Elle s’était tuée toute seule et sa mort était un accident.

[Transcription] Agathon LeBris : Revenons en arrière. Sonia apporte le thé à Lorita et descend. Lucien, peux-tu me confirmer que ton journal était fourré dans ton bureau ? Lucien LeBris : Oui, c’est là que je l’ai trouvé. Agathon LeBris : Est-ce que tu te souviens de l’y avoir mis comme cela ? Lucien LeBris : Non, maintenant que tu le dis, je plie mon journal. C’est désagréable de tourner les pages quand il est chiffonné. Agathon LeBris : Lorita l’a lu avant toi. Elle a découvert l’arrestation de Luis Ortega - balancé par un « associé ».  Agathon LeBris : Lorita avait la fâcheuse tendance de détourner une partie de l’argent dû à Ortega pour le garder pour elle. Il l’avait menacée plusieurs fois… Autant dire qu’en ce moment, elle n’était pas dans les petits papiers de la bande.  Agathon LeBris : Les soupçons se seraient dirigés vers elle, et elle allait porter le poids d’une double conséquence : ou bien les anciens associés d’Ortega allait venir pour le venger, ou bien la GRC allait venir pour elle. Elle a préféré se suicider en mélangeant des plantes toxiques… Dolorès LeBris : … Mais la fausse électrocution ?! Agathon LeBris : … sauf qu’elle ne l’a pas fait.  Agathon LeBris : Par lâcheté, par crainte, parce qu’elle a changé d’avis, je n’en sais rien. Le fait est qu’elle n’a pas bu le thé. À la place, elle a vidé le service dans l’évier de la salle de bain, elle a fait la vaisselle, elle l’a remis à sa place encore humide, et secouée par son état d’esprit précédent, elle a repris son ménage.  Agathon LeBris : Le choc de la découverte de l’arrestation d’Ortega l’avait rendue négligente, surement était-elle en train de réfléchir à la manière de s’en sortir… Le fait est que, les mains encore humides de sa vaisselle, elle a commencé à nettoyer la prise. Et le reste, vous le connaissez.

[phoenixcatch7]

You got me thinking about this all day. I'm on mobile so forgive autocorrect

Padok stared at the kid in front of him. The kid stared intently back.

"You can... just take them. They're free," Padok repeats.

"That's not fair! I don't want to be in your debt! We'll trade."

"Ok. What do you have in mind?"

The kid, who had curly hair and a green tunic over a brown undershirt shrugged and started sorting through his bag. He pulled out many things including a little doll of himself which he immediately put back in, a raft that he swiftly threw over his shoulder before it expanded and knocked a few of his companions to the ground, and a large bottle that was obviously supposed to be a terrarium complete with sticks and a brightly colored beetle, before finally pulling out a stick with a few leaves and flower blossoms on it. The kid smiled proudly and set it on the table, declaring it a "symbol of life and prosperity grown in the blessed gardens of the Great Mothers."

Padok had no fucking idea what that was supposed to mean but he nodded and set the stick on the shelf, getting a bunch of bananas to hand to the kid, who accepted. This usually is a red flag that you're dealing with yiga, but Padok had his doubts.

The curly haired kid thanked him and wandered away. Padok slyly watched him take a banana and chomp off the top, peel and all. Curly made a disgusted face but chewed and swallowed while several jaws dropped in the group he'd come with, along with one chiding "Hy-Rule!"

Scarf attempted to stop Curly, but Blue Hat stepped in with a grin, shake of a coin bag and a gesture where the quad colored tunic kid was watching in fascination. Wolf pelt tried the peel and actually nodded like it was alright. Scarf threw up his hands and turned to their leader, a man with full plate armor - how rich are these people?- who had been teaching the caped boy with a replica of Link's sword how to peel and eat a banana properly. Lobster shirt was watching them and took the banana peel, rubbing the inside consideringly. When Armor turned to address Curly, Lobster shirt carefully dropped the peel on the ground and went to bother his elders.

"But it is edible?" Curly asked loudly, shaking the peel for emphasis.

"I mean yes, but just because it won't give you food poisoning doesn't mean you should eat it!" Armor argued, rubbing his eyes.

Lobster shirt pointed out Lola, Padok's dog, to wolf pet, who ran to greet her and slipped on the dropped peel landing flat on his ass.

"It doesn't matter how it tastes!" Curly was meanwhile arguing. "Everything that can even give nutrients is a gift you shouldn't waste! What if after here we get stranded something we can't scavenge or hunt in? You'll be wishing you had extra peels to eat!"

Armor opened his mouth, visibly sighed, and gave up. Curly took another triumphant bite of the peel and cringed. Blue hat exchanged money with Quad Color. Scarf's face was buried in his hands.

Padok's pretty sure these guys aren't yiga.

I'm cackling oh I love this.

The increasingly doubtful stable master, hyrules canon bag of goodies with the raft and doll, the shout of dismay from the group but twilight testing it with... I can't tell if he used his human or dog taste buds, even my black hole of a goat dog won't eat banana peel XD. I think twilight just. Is like that.

But wind discovering the banana slip on his very first banana.... Tricking twilight with a dog to pet (mood), the way the guy thought time was rich af or at least descended from people who were, with his plate mail, hyrule ACTIVELY defending his terrible taste but hating the banana peel XD. The general air of chaos. Oh I love this!!!

Yeah sure despite the bananas they manage to pass the test anyway. First people to do so, but now he's got a great story to tell the next people coming in lmao.

[lolinawinii]

your blog looks so cool could i request transproblematicalter and cisproblematicalter. they don't have to be called exactly that but like you want to be/are a problematic alter but with better wording maybe? if you do this thank you and even if you don't have a nice day! /gen

TRANSPROBLEMATICALTER

an identity where one thinks they should be // wants to be ,, or identifies as a problematic alter in a system !! this term is inclusive of all system

CISPROBLEMATICALTER

an identity where one currently IS a problematic alter in a system !! this term is inclusive to all systems

(they give off halloween vibes kind of :333)

[lilo-jacos]

Odd time of Year to do this but: Red Queen Characters Top Artists on Spotify Wrapped! Pt. 1

Cal:

1. Billy Joel

2. The Goo Goo Dolls

3. The Strumbrellas

4. Led Zeppelin

5. MANESKIN

Maven:

1. Hozier

2. Radiohead

3. Adele

4. Arctic Monkeys

5. Dominic Fike

Mare:

1. Madison Beer

2. Mitski

3. Hozier

4. Ruth B.

5. Camila Cabello

Kilorn:

1. Tai Verdes

2. Vance Joy

3. The Lumineers

4. Michael Jackson

5. Chappell Roan

(Special mention of Rihanna for being his celebrity crush)

Farley:

1. Noah Kahan

2. FLETCHER

3. Lola Young

4. Bruno Mars

5. Niall Horan

Shade:

1. Jack Johnson

2. COIN

3. Rex Orange County

4. Toploader

5. Daniel Seavey

[selidren]

Printemps 1937 - Champs-les-Sims

1/6

Cher Lucien,

Félicitations à toi et Irène, j'ai hâte de voir votre petite Roseline sur papier glacé. Je me l'imagine parfois, et pour moi, elle m'apparait comme une adorable gamine avec une belle tignasse de boucles blondes, mais avec les traits de sa mère. J'imagine que les futurs portraits me donneront tort. Tu peux donc imaginer ma déception quand j'ai appris qu'un faire-part m'avait été envoyé, Ange en était presque aussi dépité que moi.

J'avoue avoir un peu souris en lisant ton récit de la naissance, mais n'y vois rien de malveillant. Ange paraissait bien plus inquiet que moi quand sont venues les contractions, et selon ma mère, Papa a fait une crise de panique quand nous sommes venus au monde. Grand-Mère aurait qualifié ça de "réaction typiquement masculine" en levant les yeux au ciel.

J'ai déjà adressé mes félicitations à Lola et quant à Gizelle, j'ai bien tenté d'en parler à Tante Rose. Elle a levé les yeux aux ciel en me rappelant que sa discipline consistait à ouvrir le corps des gens pour les soigner et que de telles procédures n'étaient pas recommandées pour les troubles psychanalytiques (elle a lu Freud récemment). Comme je doute qu'ouvrir Gizelle en deux soit pertinent, je n'ai pas osé insisté. Elle m'a quand même indiqué que de tels troubles étaient "délicats à traiter", ce que ton récit me laissait déjà imaginer. Passe donc mes salutations à ta soeur.

Je n'ai rien tant de sensationnel à écrire. Enfin, si ce n'est cette histoire étrange que m'ont raconté Aurore et Antoine le mois dernier. Ils sont persuadés d'être hantés... par un chat. C'est absurde, car personne n'a jamais eu de chat dans cette maison, mais ils m'ont tout les deux certifiés qu'ils avaient vu un spectre bleuâtre en forme de chat dormir sur la chaise où Antoine accroche ordinairement ses pardessus. En même temps, il me parait improbable qu'un greffier ait pu pén��trer ainsi dans la maison et disparaitre au matin sans laisser de traces. Selon Oncle Adelphe, Grand-Mère elle même avait raconté une histoire similaire il y a des années. Je ne crois pas vraiment aux esprits, mais je fais également confiance au jugement de mon frère, donc je ne sais pas quelle opinion me forger. Mine de rien, cette histoire de chat fantôme est aujourd'hui sujet de plaisanterie (dont mon frère se vexe beaucoup). Ainsi, quand nous ne trouvons plus quelque chose, nous disons que c'est la faute du chat fantôme. Elisabeth m'a fait même remarquer d'un air docte que ce doit être vrai, car nous n'avons jamais eu de souris, mais j'ai remarqué son petit sourire en coin. Anna, quant à elle, a voulu lui donner un nom. Cléo, qui a toujours un bon mot à la bouche, a finalement lancé : "Puisqu'on a donné mon nom à un boxer, j'imagine qu'on peut bien donner celui d'Agathon à un chat qui n'existe pas. Il ne devrait pas s'en vexer." Je lui ait rappelé que ce nom venait de Marie, ce à quoi elle a rétorqué que les deux étant toujours fourrés dans les mêmes combines, il a bien du avoir un rôle à jouer dans l'affaire.

Tu l'auras compris, j'ai plus rit que ma soeur en apprenant cette histoire. Sache que Cléo trouve la mâchoire des boxer disgracieuse au possible et qu'elle n'aurait sans doute pas émis d'objection s'il s'était s'agit d'un labrador. Plaisanterie mise à part, il faut également que tu sache que quelques années avant notre naissance, la famille possédait un cheval que Papa avait insisté pour appeler Cléopâtre. Il est donc évident, pour ma soeur en tous cas, qu'elle a été nommée d'après un cheval davantage qu'une reine égyptienne, et elle en garde une certaine rancune envers notre père.

[brins-rogers]

Hiii!!! <333

I was wondering if you can do Azalea's opinions (+ interactions) on Frankie, Charlie and Barbara (my oc's) if that's okay with you :3

Hey, I sure can!!! Literally SAUR excited for your ask!!! Opinions and interactions below the cut bc I very much enjoy writing

Adding pre makeover Azalea and post bc i feel it’s very important for character development

Frankie:

- thru the ROOF that Johnny and Lola broke up. Even more happy that out of all people it’s someone she genuinely likes taking her place.

- Frankie and Azalea would get along considerably well, I think! Both are more nerd-esqe girls in the shop but for different reasons (Azalea to work on cars and Frankie for Johnny)

- pre-glow up Azalea and Frankie definitely hang out a lot, especially since during this time Azalea is friendly with the nerds (even if being friends with Casey conflicts that sometimes).

- you can’t tell me they wouldn’t be in each others rooms, complaining about their boy problems (mostly Azalea to Frankie who just smiles and nods too sweetly and tries to give her advice) but Azalea “omg no I can’t tell him I like him r u crazy Frankie” Collins can NEVER take the advice

- “why don’t you ever just tell Johnny you like him?” “His girlfriend is very attractive and I’m … not his type” “GIRL PLEASEEEEEEE”

- post-glow up Azalea ofc still adores Frankie, but due to her falling out with the nerds she’s worried there’s a bit of discourse now, especially since Beatrice now has a lot of resentment for her.

- ofc Azalea still wants to be friends, but doesn’t push that on Frankie considering how all of her friends now hate her (aside from the greasers) and basically looks at her from a distance like Frankie is her husband who went off to war “my shaylaaaaa” azalea whispers from afar

Charlie:

- first of all, loser-core girlies. Clock it.

- probably did NOT like each other at first. “You looked like a bitch” “yeah so did you” type beat

- they do say that’s how the best friendships are formed, after all

- Charlie most definitely is on her ass and calls her out for being a “pick me girl” once she has her little glow up and all the sudden thinks she’s hot

- “so let’s not forget where we came from, sweetie” Charlie snaps her fingers in front of her face when she’s zoning out and not paying attention to her classes

- probably actually genuinely do have a falling out their senior year because Azalea just can’t get it together and Charlie is not gonna watch her self sabotage herself. Also Azalea gets mean!! And she’s not rocking with that!!

- it’s so sad to watch them go from friends to strangers again, but when the person you know turns into someone you can’t be with … sometimes it’s best

Barbara: (prep)

- Azalea simply does NOT fw the preps under any circumstances. Originally, this applied for Barbara too. SWORE she was only using Thad bc c’mon … it’s THAD.

- definitely hesitant at first when she’s coming around and hanging out with them. Side eyes, tight lipped smiles, the whole shebang

- once she sees she’s not actually an evil, soulless person, she’s like oh!

- admires her pretty greatly, if Thad can’t tutor her she will definitely help with science/math, but English and History she’s on her own 💔

- I wouldn’t say friends, but probably acquaintances

- after her little makeover … yeah she’s not hanging out with the nerds and Barbara is hating how she’s treating them like she doesn’t know them

- Azalea is suddenly too good to talk to the people who took her in? Oh, not rocking with that at all

- Barbara stops talking to her too, probably. Two-faced coins aren’t the only thing she dislikes

Also would love just to chat and bully brainrot and HC OC’s!!

@gojosattoru

[hexereius]

» Aurora "Rory" Morningstar id pack «

Names:

Aura, Auria, Aubrey, Avery, Asher, Ava, Arias, Amelia, Abigail, Athena, Ariel --- Cory / Corey, Cora, Charlotte / Charlette, Charlie / Charley, Carlotta / Carlota

Dawn, Dahlia / Dalia, Dorian / Dorien --- Felicity, Felicia, Feather --- Herper, Hallie, Hazel, Hybrid

Ivy, Isabel / Isabelle, Isabela / Isabella --- Kori, Kyrie, Karlotte, Kitti / Kitty / Kittie, Katie / Katy --- Luna, Lottie, Lotte, Lola, Lotta, Layla

Maeve, Mia, Merida, Miranda --- Nora, Nory / Nori --- Parker, Penelope, Paisley

Quinn --- Rowan, Riley / Rylie / Rylee, Ronnie, Renée, Rosie, River, Reece / Reese, Romilly, Rhys

Scarlet / Scarlett / Skarlet --- Tori --- Violet --- Wren, Willow

1st p prns:

I / me / my / mine / myself

Ai / aure / aury / aurorine (aurine) / auroraself

Hi / he / holy / holine / holyself

Pi / punke / punky / punkine / punkself

Ri / rocke / rocky / rockine / rockself

Ri / rore / rory / rorine / roryself

Wi / winge / wingy / wingine / wingself

2nd p prns:

You / your / yours / yourself

Aou / Aur / aurs / aurself

Ho / holier / holiers / holierself

Po / punker / punkers / punkerself

Ro / rocker / rockers / rockerself

Ro / rore / rores / rorself

Wo / winger / wingers / wingerself

3rn p prns:

They / them / theirs / themself

Aur / rora, Aur / ora, auro / ra, au / rora, aurora / Aurora's, aurora / Rory

Ho / holy, holy / holys, holy / being, half / human, hybrid / hybrids

Pu / punk, punk / punks, punk / rock, punk / rocker

Ro / rock, ro / ck, rock / rocks, rock / roll, rock / star

Ro / ry, ro / Rory, ror / ry, Rory / Rory's

Wi / ng, wi / wing, wing / wings

Titles:

The child of Lucifer, the half human, with winged human, the holy human

(prn) who is punk rock, (prn) who has red wings, (prn) who has sharp feathers

Coinings:

AgerePunk - Anarchogender - APAB --- ButchPunk --- ContraPunk

Dragonfruit --- FauxAngelic

HeresyPunk --- Intersex Lesboy

ParaPunk - Punk Rankesque - PunkCreation

SlasherBun --- TrenderPunk - TransAngel

Requested by @sanguinaryfreaks

Tagging: @hewasanamericangirl and @the-church-of-strabismus

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