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divinefem · 2 years ago

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a list of feminine names i’ve adored and complied over years . please note the names are from a variety of origins and it’s best to research , in accordance to naming your character appropriately .

A ⸻ alaia . aliya . adèle . adella . adely . adira . aellai . aera . aimée . alessia . alice . alisha . amal . amara . amina . amor . anais . angelique/angie . anita . antonia . anya . arden . arnela . arya . asia . aspen . audrey . aurelia . aurora . avery .

B ⸻ bella . bianca . blair . blanca . briar . brielle . brigitte . bristol . bruna .

C ⸻ calliope . calista . camille . carina . carmel . carmen . carmine . cassia . cataline . chantal . charlène . chelsea . cher . chérie . cheryl . cheyenne . chiara . chiasa . cindy . cecelia/celia . celina . céline . cipriana . clara . clare . claudia . cleo . clover . colette . cordelia . cornelia .

D ⸻ dahlia . daisy . danika . davina . delaney . denise . devon . diana . diane . dione . dominica . donata . donatella/donna . dulce .

E ⸻ eden . elara . eleonora . elle . elliana . éloise . emory . erica . esha . esmé . estela . ester . eve . evangeline .

F ⸻ faith . faiza . fallon . farrah . faye . fenna . florentina . francesca . francia .

G ⸻ gabriela . genevieve . giada/gia . giovanna . giselle . giulia . garcelle . grace . graziella . gwen .

H ⸻ hadiya . hafsa . halle . halima . harley . hazel . helen . hélène . hermosa . honey . hiba . hina .

I ⸻ iffat . iman . imani . imogen . inara . inaya . indiana/india . ines . irina . iris . isadora . isabel . isla . isra . italia . italina . ivory . ivonne . ivy .

J ⸻ jade . jamila . jasmine . joanna . jocelyn . joelle . jolie . jordana . jordan . josephine . jovi . juliet .

K ⸻ kajal . kalila . karina . katia . kennedy . kenya . kimberly .

L ⸻ labani . lacey . lavender . lavinia . leona . liberty . lisette . livia . london . lourdes . lilliana . lucia/luciana . luna . lydia .

M ⸻ mabel . madelaine . madeline . madina . maeve . mahima . malia . maisha . maiya . mariana . marisa . marisol . meghana/megan . melina . mercy . mia . milan . minka . monica . monique . montana . marjorie . michelle .

N ⸻ nadia . nadine . naisha . nannette . naomi . nara . naressa . natalya . natascha . naya . neelam . nisa . nikita . noelle . noemi . nyla . nicolette .

O ⸻ odette . onima . oparna . orion . olivia . olympia . ophelia . opal .

P ⸻ paloma . pandora . paola . pari . peony . pareesa . paris . paula . paulina . pearl/pearla . petra . peyton . piera . poppy . prairie . priscilla . priya/priyanka .

R ⸻ raquel . ravenna . rayne . regina . renata . renee . rhea . rima . rita . rochelle . romana . romina . romy . rosa/rosalia . rosella . rosie . rowan . ruby . river .

S ⸻ sabelia . sabine . safiya . sahar . santana . saorise . sasha . saskia . savia . saya . sayena . scarlet . selene . serena . serenity . shelby . sheridan . shannon . sienna . sita . sloane . sofia . soléa . soleil . sonia . soraya . sorcha . surina . sutton . svea . sylvia . summer . suzanne .

T ⸻ tahira . tamara/tamar . taryn . telese . trishna . thalia . thea .

V ⸻ valentina . valencia . vanessa . venice . venus . vera . verona . veronica . vienna . violet . vitöria . vivian/vivienne .

W ⸻ wahida . winona . whitney . wren .

Y ⸻ yadira . yael . yalina . yara . yasmina . yesenia . yuliana . yuri . yvette . yvonne .

Z ⸻ zahra . zaria . zhenya . zoya .

#*#writing help #name help #female name masterlist #name masterlist #rph #rpt #resources #⠀⠀𐙚 ﹕ 𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘀 、 writing help .

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soulmatesabroad · 4 years ago

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Location Prompts:

We are in need of location prompts for this fic fest! For our fest the fics MUST take place outside of the UK. You do NOT have to be writing for this fest to send in a prompt! The location prompt can simply be a country or city, or it can be a more specific location, as long as it is outside the UK. (For example, you could send in “Mexico” OR “Tokyo, Japan” OR “The Louvre Museum in Paris, France”)

More info can be found at @soulmatesabroad!

AFRICA 1 Alexandria, Egypt 2 Cairo, Egypt - Khan el-Khalili bazaar 3 Cape Town, South Africa - Cafe/coffee shop 4 Egypt 5 Kenya 6 Madagascar 7 Marrakech, Morocco - Yves St. Laurent Musee 8 Seychelles 9 South Africa 10 Tristan da Cunha ANTARCTICA 11 Antarctic cruise 12 Antarctic research station ASIA 13 Assam, India 14 Dharamshala, India 15 Dubai - Jumeirah Mosque 16 Everest 17 Fiji 18 Goa, India 19 India 20 Jaipur, India 21 Kerala, India 22 Marina Beach in Chennai, India 23Mumbai, India 24 Nara, Japan 25 North Korean Labor Camp 26 Palace of Queen Arwa, Jibla, Yemen 27 Seoul, Korea 28 Socotra/Soqotra Archipelago 29 Tokyo, Japan 30 Vietnam AUSTRALIA/OCEANIA 31 Aoraki / Mount Cook - New Zealand 32 Australia 33 Cape Leeuwin Lighthouse which we call Louie’s lighthouse 34 Kangaroo Island Australia 35 New Zealand 36 Perth, Western Australia 37 The Super Pit, Kalgoorlie 38 Rottnest Island 39 Wellington EUROPE 40 The Algarve, Portugal 41 Amalfi coast, Italy 42 Amsterdam 43 Baltic Sea, Germany/ Denmark 44 Bergen, Norway 45 Berlin, Germany 46 Capri!! With a trip to the grotta azzurra 47 The Colosseum, Rome, Italy 48 Copenhagen, Denmark 49 Croatia 50 Eiffel Tower in Paris 51 Florence, Italy 52 Garda Lake, Italy 53 Germany 54 Giethoorn, Holland 55 Greece 56 Gröna Lund, Stockholm 57 Iceland 58 Icelandic Phallological Museum 59 Krakow, Poland 60 Lapland 61 Louvre Museum 62 Madrid 63 Marettimo 64 Milan!! With the dome and the pretty gallery (Italy) 65 North Sea, Germany/ Netherlands 66 Nuremberg, Germany 67 Osnabrück, Germany 68 Oslo, Norway 69 Pamplona, Spain 70 Paris Catacombs 71 Prague, Czech Republic, Europe 72 Rouen, France! There's a gorgeous cathedral on which they play artistic videos 73 Santorini, Greece 74 Sark (English Channel Island) 75 Shakespeare and Co bookstore, Paris, France 76 a sheep farm in Sardinia 77 Trans-Siberian train, Russia 78 Transylvania, Romania 79 Uppsala University, Sweden 80 Venecia 81 Venecia’s Carnival 82 Verona 83 Wrocław, Poland NORTH AMERICA 84 Alaskan cruise 85 Appalachian Trail USA 86 Basketball match 87 BC, Canada - lakeside cabin in the woods 88 Canada 89 Canadian ski resort (like Big White or Whistler) 90 Cancun, Mexico 91 Cancun, Mexico - All-inclusive resort (poolside) 92 Central Park, NYC 93 Cerro Gordo Mines 94 Chicago 95 Conundrum Hot Springs, Colorado, USA 96 Crater of Diamonds State Park 97 Detroit Zoo 98 Disneyland/Harry Potter world 99 Dollywood theme park, Tennessee 100 Dublin 101 El Capitan in Yosemite National Park 102 Fairmont Hotel at Lake Louise, Canada 103 Ferry between Vancouver Island and mainland British Columbia, Canada 104 Fort Worth TX USA 105 Ghost tour in Savannah, GA, USA 106 Hawaii 107 Honolulu, Hawaii 108 Jasper, Canada 109 Joshua Tree National park, California 110 Maui, Hawai'i - Lahaina (Banyan Court) 111 Mexico City 112 MoMA, NYC, US 113 Montreal, Canada - Notre-Dame Basilica (in the pews) 114 New Orleans, US 115 Pacific Crest Trail 116 Pacific Northwest 117 Palo Duro Canyon, Texas, USA 118 Olympic Village, Lake Champlain, NY 119 Rocky Mountains, Colorado 120 Rutland VT, USA 121 Saint Pierre and Miquelon 122 San Juan Teotihuacan, Mexico City, Mexico 123 Seattle, WA, US 124 Seattle Central Library, United States 125 St. Lucia - Diamond falls mineral baths 126 The Spy museum in Washington DC, United States 127 Vancouver, Canada 128 Williamsburg, Virginia, United States 129 ZAYN’s Pennsylvania farm SOUTH AMERICA 130 Atacama desert, Chile 131 Buenos Aires, Argentina 132 Cape Horn while circumnavigating the earth 133 Carnival, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil 134 Henderson Island in the Pitcairn Islands 135 llama farm in South America 136 Macchu Picchu 137 Torres del Paine , Chile 138 Valle del elqui, Chile OTHER 139 Across time (in America) 140 Atlantis 141 baseball match 142 The best bakery in town 143 a castle of the middle ages 144 Cruise 145 Different locations around the world on a food show like Gordon Ramsay: Uncharted (one could be the star or work behind the scenes, they could be coworkers or meet on location) 146 Heaven 147 Hell 148 Inside a virtual reality game 149 Magic School 150 Mars 151 Plane 152 Purgatory 153 Safari 154 Snowy beaches like that place in eternal sunshine of the spotless mind 155 Sucked into an American movie. 156 Train 157 World Tour

#location prompts #long post #mod post #55

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coreshorts · 8 years ago

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Every last muscle in her body ached, but she couldn’t stop. She had no choice. She gave herself no choice. Sweat soaked her forehead and her whole body felt as if it was being mildly shocked thanks to a familiar sensation that drew her gaze to a whirlwind of aether that erupted from the body of her opponent. She moved in, behind the sudden wave of concussive force that sought to blow her back, and swung a knife for the man’s neck, only to have it caught. In return, a fist came crashing down for her head. In that instant, she abandoned the first knife and drove the other in her left hand down toward him.

It was a moment of sheer thrill that Hali recalled easily, lying back in the oversized bathtub and breathing the lavender oil-infused steam. There was an hour until her shift began that night, and already, she was exhausted. Every joint, every muscle, every fibre of her being moaned for rest. Yet, it was a sign, she felt, of progress. Her body wasn’t screaming as it would have before. It wasn’t breaking or broken, and she wasn’t miserable. The hot water helped immensely, but, still, she knew that she would have no issue in getting up and moving on with her night.

Everything had begun in much the same fashion as the last time she had attended the Protectors’ Practice in the Shroud with the Outriders. She met with Naomi, T’rahven, and a few others, and, like last time, a newer green-hair was present, named Lucia. She hadn’t had much of a chance to meet Lucia before, thanks to the arrival of the Immortals and their subsequent interference, and then the accident that occurred with Shadow not long after they had begun to cause trouble.

The night’s exercises were to overcome an opponent in order to reach a third person, posing as a “hostage.” It was a fun and effective exercise. Hali had been grouped with Lucia and an Ala Mhigan woman named Aestridh. Lucia, she found, was a firebug of a miqo’te. Very nearly everything she did was, in some way, fire-aspected. Even her personality was full of fire and energy. Aestridh was fairly soft-spoken despite her stature.

The exchanges were simple enough. They charged, attempted to break through in one way or another, and were either blocked by the defender or managed to pass to their objective. They rotated several times, each getting their own licks in, Hali using a combination of guile, agility, and throwing knives to make her way through. Lucia and Aestridh were tough in their own ways, and especially so when Aestridh abandoned her sword for a gun. She remembered being very thankful for the imposition of rules regarding training weapons.

What struck her, however, was something that, she realised, should have not come as such a surprise when it did happen. A strange, yet familiar movement of aether drew her attention, and when she found its source, she witnessed T’rahven, the monk, using a handsign for ninjutsu. The aether coalesced into a blunted shuriken, and he hurled it, though sloppily, at his own training partner. She stared, transfixed in both awe and intense jealousy. She knew that he had approached Kel; she was there, even if watching as Katsu from the shadows near the inn into which she’d gone just moments earlier. She knew what the agreement had been. She still couldn’t believe what she’d seen.

Training continued, once she had been brought back to reality, her inquisitive stare being caught by T more than once, who, each time, gave her a questioning look in return. Everything ground to a halt when Lucia set their group’s entire training area ablaze. Hali found herself distracted when everyone, it seemed, in all the groups, stopped to converse for a time.

A powerful impulse made her arm twitch as she watched T again. Toss a knife at him. Even if she were to hit him, the blunted blade would do no more damage than, say, a rock. Either way, she intended to miss just narrowly, and the knife whizzed past his ear, starling the poor miqo’te before he went to retrieve it. Hali played off her innocence flawlessly. Not even her immediate group noticed the subtle toss.

To her fortune, Lucia was soon switched out for T in her group, and she had the opportunity to test her mettle against the monk after quizzing him a little on questions to which she already knew the answers well. He’d been learning ninjutsu as a means to branch off and do something new. That his interest was so casual, but his ability already so far beyond what she was even allowed to learn made her want to break his nose, she thought. Thinking back on it, however, she realised she was projecting her frustration on him, which was entirely unfair. She found herself thankful she kept up the cheerful act, despite how much she wanted to act out.

She was outmatched more than once by T that night. Both times she attempted to overcome him, even though she distracted him the first time with a knife and slipped by, he still caught it. The second was even worse. He’d countered her close-quarters attack and sent her flipping hard into the ground. She didn’t even know what hit her.

As the crowd began to disperse and people went their separate ways, Lucia and one of the other men whom she didn’t know had agreed to spar, one-on-one. it was the most amusing event that night, and Hali found herself doubled over and crying in laughter as she watched the green-haired miqo’te bludgeon the man with her grimoire repeatedly, then attempt to light herself on fire after having tackled him. It gave her an idea, though.

She challenged T’rahven to a match. She knew that he loved to spar, and would likely not turn it down. At the worst, she could learn. At best, perhaps she could prove to herself, and to the others, as well, that she was capable. She was still could not believe the fight that followed.

It was a rocky start, to say the very least. Every strike she made at the monk had him blocking her and then summarily tossing her around with heavy blows and aetheric chakra attacks that sent her flying. He’d already gotten two hits in on her before she managed to do anything about it. Cursing herself and her inability to keep up, she tempered her anger, turning it into the fierce blaze of determination that ever pushed her forward. Her counterattack was as furious as it was vicious. Even with training weapons, she could tell she took T off guard by the ferocity of her strikes and the swiftness with which she moved.

The fight raged on for over a bell as the two exchanged blows, the two of them blocking, dodging, and even simply enduring attacks of increasing strength from the other. Aether points lit up all over T, making him look like a man made of sunlight to Hali, her sense for aether going utterly mad in his presence. The points were like beacons, and every time he attempts to use his chakra to attack her, she saw it coming before it was even formed. Again and again, she dodged around his attacks, set on dragging the match out for as long as it could. Her own endurance training was nothing short of essential at that point, as she knew that the old her - the failure - would have been on the ground in but minutes, wheezing for breath.

Despite her ferocious attacks and unique insight that allowed her to keep up without getting pummelled, she still had a hard time landing even a single hit on T. Time and again, she would swing a knife, only to have him catch it and wrench it from her hands during a counterattack, or pluck them from the air as they flew at him. She was running out very quickly. Where there were, at one point, six knives and a dagger, he had taken hold of every one but two as they both began to show signs of wear.

She was soaked in sweat, breathing heavily, expression set in that look of furious determination. T was beginning to get a bit winded, as well, she could tell, as his movements began to get more sluggish. However, he showed few other signs of tiring, as she suspected would be the case. He had, after all, admitted to her earlier that he had been on this path since he was but five. She, meanwhile, was little more than a hopeless failure until just a few moons ago.

Her two remaining knives in hand, she lunged to dodge another wave of aether, disappearing in its wake with her quick movements, having learned the timing and signs in the attacks. She brought one knife in an upward arc toward T’s neck, and he turned, catching the blade once more and forcing her to abandon it. The counterattack, however, was slow. A fist came down hard at her crown, and she ducks out of the way, aiming a jab with her single remaining throwing knife toward his elbow.

As the knife descended, T moved in an attempt to dodge it, but left himself wide open in the process. The blunted blade descended and struck his solar plexus directly as he tried to slip through her guard. With a sudden gasp, he fell limp onto the ground for a brief moment, stunning Hali.

She had won. She had fought T and won. Not only did she keep up with him for over a bell, she beat him. The shock was replaced by concern, though, she she remembered that he bore a death wound in the same place as she she had - right in his solar plexus, through his stomach - the same place he had nearly hit her earlier, putting her in danger of exposing her Katsu persona by virtue of the same death wound. The death wounds were scars borne from their recent excursion into the Sagolii wastes, where they had been killed and sacrificed to a voidsent, only to rise as immortal undead after. When they became whole and living again following the creature’s destruction, they all bore incredibly sensitive scars where their wounds had been.

By the time she realised this, of course, he had already begun laughing, despite the pain. He was overjoyed, it seemed, at the intense fight itself, and it relieved her. She had grown worried.

It was then, soaking in silent recollection, that she realised: T’rahven had become real. He bore emotion for her. She remembered that she had felt something. Kinship, of a sort? Even rivalry? Competition? Perhaps she could pin it down the next time she saw him. She smiles to herself. Not only had she proven herself capable that night, she had made a friend. She hoped, in any event, that she had happened upon such a thing. She wouldn’t suffer to have another Maximillian in her head, all wasted emotion and purpose. It wasn’t worth dwelling upon, at any rate: she had proven herself capable. She needed this confidence, and, for once, she felt, she had earned it.

She would continue on, too, and rise to meet any new challenge.

#hali #hali naras #t'rahven #outriders #or-rp #final fantasy xiv #ffxiv #lucia #green-hairs #balmung #rp #roleplay

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softbake · 3 years ago

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INTROS

angelcake - sylv ; he/him

cupcake - kiki ; he/him

apple pie - lucia ; she/it

wafer - lazuli ; they/he

gumdrop - kana ; she/her

red velvet - lys ; they/kit

caramel - nick ; he/any

vanilla bean - io ; he/any

pudding - marianne ; she/they/mis

truffle - basil ; he/she/they

strawberry - ferdie ; he/sol

sundae - cherry ; she/they

tart - ini ; he/they

cookie dough - nico ; she/her

creme brûlé - roo ; he/any

dark chocolate - cat ; she/nya

cream puff - mari ; she/any

macaroon - kris ; they/them

gingerbread - noelle ; she/her

sorbet - nebula ; he/they/star

tiramisu - nara/orange ; he/any

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distinktionsfetzen · 2 months ago

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Check out Lucia Koch, 8 windows (2024), From Nara Roesler

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mahizli · 4 years ago

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Lucia, Squid and Dwight (Quin and Obi, 46 BBY)

Image by stormlanterns.tumblr.com - I hope you allow me to borrow it, it just fitted perfectly, if not please tell me and I’ll remove it.

Part 6 of ‘Sparks of Hope - A Star Wars Advent Calendar’

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The speeders kept racing in the skies above them, and Quin watched them buzz around, painted orange and red in the setting sun, eyes squinting slightly, trying to imagine where they were headed.

Beneath him, Obi was sketching in his small flimsibook, sitting cross-legged against a chimney. Nara was watching the sunset, holding a perfect gym-bridge, gazing at the skies between her hands, and Kit was cracking a handful of Koja nuts, levitating the shells around him with the Force.

“What are you drawing, Obi?”, Quin asked, and his friend looked up.

“Just clouds and skyscrapers and speeders.”

It really looked alike, even without colours, and for a while Quin watched Obi draw. But then he got bored and picked up one of Obi’s stylets, removing his glove and closing his fingers around it.

The light falls this way. Don’t forget to draw some shadows here.

Huh. Quin didn’t know that was important, and he didn’t really care, because there was more to read on the stylet. This was just the first layer of thoughts and expressions – so Quin went deeper, eyes still lost in the skies.

I wonder who lives in those towers. Maybe they are offices? Maybe people just work here – maybe we can ask Master Ti. I think Madame Nu might know, as well, maybe there are maps in the Archives.

Ugh. How boring. There was no way they would go back there, they already spent waaay to much time researching and writing papers, and all along Madame Nu kept shushing them and telling them to be quiet. Quin got antsy just thinking about it and squirmed slightly, inadvertently bumping Obi’s elbow.

His friend looked up once more – and noticed the stylet in Quin’s bare hand.

“Are you reading it, Quin?”

Kit stopped cracking nuts, and Nara righted herself with a silent backflip, because Obi sounded upset, frowning up at Quin. He held out his hand, and Quin placed the stylet back into his palm.

He wasn’t saying anything, he just stared, and after a while Quin squirmed again.

“Sorry, Obi. I was just…

- Why?”

Obi sounded puzzled, and unsure, grey eyes wide as he peered up at Quin.

“I’m right next to you, Quin”, his friend said softly. “Why don’t you just ask me?”

Because you don’t tell. Not really. You just sit here, and I can’t make you out. Your shields are too tight, and you barely ever project. And I want…

Quin was not even sure what he wanted. He just knew that, whenever the Force was swirling in his mind, making him almost sick with too much reading because he had forgotten to put on his gloves, the only one helping beside Master Ti was Obi.

Because Obi knew how to draw his shields as tight as durasteel walls, to keep his feelings deep inside while projecting only calm and that strange, green landscape Quin had never seen but had to be Stewjon.

He would cling to his friend’s hands, and feel soothed – but at the same time, it always felt like Obi was slipping away, like water bubbling between his fingers. And Quin was afraid.

They were eleven now.

The Choosing would begin soon – and Quin knew, deep inside, that he was a handful. That he made Master Ti sigh more than often, that he annoyed the kriff out of Master Windu – which was quite amusing, to be honest – and that Madame Nu had abandoned the thought of keeping him silent in the Archives, simply putting him under a silent Force-bubble whenever he set foot there. Or asking Nara and Obi to do so.

And it felt… it felt like everything was slipping away. Cracking like one of Kit’s nuts. And Quin didn’t want it. Quin wanted to stay just like this. On the Jedi Temple’s roof, watching the sun set with Kit, Nara – and Obi.

He wanted to hold their hands and never let go, he wanted to cuddle against Obi like when they were little and were allowed to hug without anybody asking them not to.

He did not want to be alone in his own head, because his own head was a whirlwind Quin didn’t understand – because the Force was always swirling and pushing him on, and because it was so hard to just stay calm and wonder about light and shadows and people around… as a Jedi should.

But Quin was also brash, and unafraid, and not allowed to say such things aloud – and so he just laughed.

“I know who lives in that building”, he began to fib. “It’s a nest of bounty hunters. They do so on purpose, very close to the Jedi Temple, because no one suspects them to be so daring.

- Only you”, Kit huffed. “Of course, Quin. And Master Yoda’s stick is a secret second lightsaber he uses whenever it’s needed.

- Really?!”

Quin straightened, and Kit burst out laughing.

“No, you oaf!

- Language, Kit”, Nara threw in, gently. “What a vivid imagination you both have, really… Shall we have some nuts?”

They watched the sun set, and the stars rise, eating tangerines and Koja nuts, along with the sweet tea they had manage to cajole from Master Ti. And Quin leant against Obi’s shoulder and tried, really hard, to pretend it would stay like this forever.

They were already in their beds, most of their fellow Initiates already asleep, when Quin felt Obi turn towards him.

“Quin…? Are you asleep?

- No. You…?”

I’m talking to you, Quin – Obi projected, gently, and Quin smiled, in the dark.

“Only… I kept thinking… What if there really was a nest of bounty hunters out there and we didn’t know? Because - I think it’s a very good story…”

Quin’s heart beat a little faster at those words, because Obi was always reading something, sometimes even forgetting the world around him.

“It’s at least three of them”, Quin whispered. “A Twi’lek woman called Lucia, who is so beautiful that everybody falls in love with her before she blasts them to pieces. A fierce Quarren-guy called Squid.

- Squid?”, Obi breathed out, shuffling just a tiny bit closer on his roll, and Quin’s smile widened as he nodded.

“Yeah. And a droid called DW-8, short for Dwight.

- Lucia, Squid and Dwight?”, Obi whispered, projecting excitement, curiosity and something so very Obi in the Force – small and wonderful and precious, reminding Quin that Obi was still a bit younger.

Sometimes it was so easy to forget. But not that night.

“Mhm”, Quin whispered back, turning towards him and lifting his covers. “Hop in, Obi. We don’t want to wake the others.”

Obi crawled in without a noise, small body fitting perfectly under Quin’s covers. He had brought his pillow, though, and snuggled against him, soft hair tickling Quin’s neck.

“So”, Quin whispered. “It all began in a big, big dumpster, where Lucia was salvaging bits of metal to build a new chest plate. She was trying to lift a piece of rebar that was really heavy because she wasn’t a Jedi and couldn’t use the Force, and that’s when she heard a very strange beep.”

Obi shivered in anticipation, hand curling around his pillow, and Quin did not need to read anything of Obi’s to know what he was thinking.

“Yeah, Obi. That’s how she met Dwight.”

Squid did not even appear in Quin’s stories until seven days afterwards – there was so much to tell about Lucia’s past and the way Dwight was built and kept needing replacements for broken pieces. Only a month afterwards, when Squid was finally introduced and was coming to an agreement with Lucia, did Quin realize that Obi’s notebooks were not full of skyscrapers or plants anymore.

They were full of words, carefully written down - and of drawings.

Drawings of a Twi’lek, a Quarren and a fierce-looking droid.

Lucia, Squid and Dwight.

#young quinlan vos #young obi-wan #fluff #hurt/comfort #friendship #star wars #fanfiction #so much fluff

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gomesmichel · 4 years ago

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O ÚLTIMO JOGO (2021) - trailer oficial from Michel Gomes on Vimeo.

Diretor: Roberto Studart Diretor de Fotografia: Michel Gomes

ROTEIRO Roteiristas: Roberto Studart e Ecila Pedroso Consultores de Roteiro: Aleksei Abib E Jacques Akchoti

ELENCO Califórnia: Pedro Lamin Expedito: Bruno Belarmino Ruiva: Betty Barco Arlindo: Norberto Presta Lola: Juliana Schalch Casemiro: Lúcio Tranchesi Mário Maravilha: Derio Chagas Anastácio: Adriano Basegio Jacira: Fernanda Carvalho Leite Tarzan: Rafael Albuquerque Carlos: Cassiano Ranzolin Tony: Rodolfo Ruscheinsky

DIREÇÃO Diretor: Roberto Studart 1º Assistente de Direção: Adler Paz 2º Assistente de Direção: Leonardo Meireles 3º Assistente de Direção: Gisela Stangl Continuísta: Pedro Hahns Preparador de Elenco: Christian Duurvoort Produtor de Elenco: Luiz Antônio Rocha Produtora de Elenco RS: Simone Butelli Assistente de Produção de Elenco: Deise Chagas Produtora de Figuração: Nara Lucia Maia

PRODUÇÃO Produtor Executivo Brasil: Sylvia Abreu Produtor Executivo Brasil: Roberto Studart Produtor Executivo Argentina: Maia Desiderato Produtor Executivo Colombia: Gustavo Pazmin Assistente de Produção Executiva: Ana Luiza Campos Diretora de Produção: Taissa Grisi Coordenadora de Produção: Camila Machado Produtora de Base: Nathalia Ruckert Produção de Locação: Mêmis Muller Produtor de Locação/Platô: Marcos Rohrig Assistente de Platô e Produção: Rodrigo Modena Assistente de Platô: Emiliano Perez Marzano Limpeza de Base e Set: Elaine Gomes Coordenadora Adm / Financeiro: Mina Ishikawa Controller: Anderson Fragoso Produtor: Locação/Platô: Marcos Rohrig FOTOGRAFIA Diretor de Fotografia: Michel Gomes 1º Assistente de Câmera: Alex Meira 2º Assistente de Câmera: Daniel Carvalho T.I.D.: Edson Paiva Vídeo Assist: Leandro Foscarini Gaffer: Jô Fontana 1º Assistente de Elétrica: Deloir Rodrigues 2º Assistente de Elétrica: José Crespo Maquinista Chefe: Leandro Rosa 1º Assistente de Maquinaria: Fabio Da Silva Dias 2º Assistente de Maquinaria: Anderson Dias Operador de Steadcam: Maoma Farias Geradorista: Brunno Ramos Pires Still: Tuane Eggers

ARTE Diretoras de Arte: Valéria Verba e Sheila Marafon 1a Assistente de Direção de Arte: Nadine Diel 2o Assistente de Direção de Arte: Giovana Darcie Produtores de Objetos e Veículos de Cena: Eder Ramos e Gabriela Burck Contra-Regras: Jamerson Porto e Tiago Alves Cenógrafa: Isabela Urman Assistente de Cenografia: Marina Fontes Cenotécnico: Anderson Santos Assistente de Cenotécnico: Valdir Santos Pintores: Andrei Almeida, Angelo Ceriotti, Marcelo Rodrigo Dóss, Valmor Furlanetto Ajudantes: Cleimar Grassi Casagrande, Juliano Irani Fitarelli, Vilmar Machado Mattos FIGURINO Figurinista: Diana Moreira 1ª Assistente de Figurino: Letícia Arakaki 2ª Assistente de Figurino: Joice Oliveira Assistente de Figurino Adicional: Julia Weber Estagiária de Figurino: Vanessa de Ávilla Chefe de Costura: Leticia Santos

MAQUIAGEM Maquiagem e Cabelo: Baby Marques Assistência de maquiagem e Cabelo: Michele Nunes e Gislane Pimentel

SOM Técnico de Som: Facundo Nahuel Gómez Microfonista: Juan Ignacio Iribarne Assistente de Som: Gonzalo Pablo Palmieri MONTAGEM Montadora: Ximena Franco Lizarazo

TRILHA SONORA Trilha Sonora: Julián Carando

PÓS-PRODUÇÃO Pós Produção de Som: Clap Studios - Medellín, Colombia Desenho de Som e Mixagem: Daniel Vasquez e Sebastian Alzate Edição de Som: Daniel Vasquez, Sebastian Alzate, Felipe ‘Felo’ Valencia, Daniel Londoño Foley: Sebastian Vasquez e Alexander Aguilar Coordenação de Estúdio: Laura Alvarez Ceo Estúdio: Gabriel J. Perez Consultor de Pós-Produção: José Augusto de Blasiis

TRANSPORTE Coordenação de Transporte: Natália Sosa Carros de Produção: Dorcelino Fratini, Ivandro Beluso, Jadir Guimarães Doblô: Enio Dequigiovanni Vans: Edico Sipp, Hugo Guimarães, Rodrigo Scherer, Rose Schabatt, Sergio Schabatt, Vanderlei Marasca, Vilson Trevisol Caminhões de Elétrica e Maquinaria: João Carlos Nascimento e Luiz Fernando Donia Caminhão Platô: Alexandre Silveira, Jonathan Stello Tranfer Poa/Bento Gonçalves: Gerson Guerra, Luciano Maciel, Pedro Rafael Gaspary, Rodrigo Pergher

Transporte em São Paulo: Nilton Farias

CATERING Alimenset: Adriana Mercanti, Biel Fontoura, Brenda Grazziani, Charles Alexandre da Silva, Daniel Ducati, Eliane Conte, Janete Batisti, Juan Ferrero, Kauane Lima, Noedi Nunes, Rosângela Alves

Hospedagem Em Bento Gonçalves: Pousada Villa Dei Fiori

Seguranças: Anésio Rizzi, Audrin Schineider Peres Alves

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the-bjd-community-confess · 4 years ago

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Th3_bumf's doll Lucia is criminally underrated, and I'm big mad because it's cuter than the one I'm working on lmao. Jacked like s0mniacrawler's Nara with thick and squishable thighs, 11/10 would give Lucia my credit card number and the three digits on the back if she asked

~Anonymous

#BJD #ABJD #TrueBJDConfessions #BJD Confessions #BJD Sculpts

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kahran042 · 6 years ago

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Correct Dragon Quest/Warrior names

People

Brey or Braigh, not Borya.

Cristo or Klift, not Kiryl.

Strom or Scott, not Hardie.

Laurent or Lawrence, not Laurel.

Mara or Manya, not Maya.

Nara or Minea, nor Meena.

Orin, not Oojam.

Panon, not Tom Foolery.

Lucia, not Orifiela.

Doran, not Sparkie.

Primrose or Patricia, not Mary Lou.

Saro or Pisaro, not Psaro.

Radimvice, Jakosh, or Evil Priest, not Amon.

Keeleon or King Leo, not Marquis de Leon.

Saroknight or Pisaro Knight, not Sir Roseguardin.

Rosa or Rosalie, not Rose.

Chickler and Eggler, not Chow Mein and Foo Young.

Celia or Cynthia, not Eliza.

Alex and Flora, not Angus and Aigneas.

Marone or Maloney, not Josef Starling.

Han, not Atilla the Hunk.

Roric or Ragos, not Quick Draw McGore.

Vivian, not Prima Donna.

Samson or Simon, not Samson Knight.

Linguar or Berorin Man, not Abominable Showman.

Neta or Nene, not Tessie.

Tom, not Finnegan, Frank O’Phobe, or Rusty.

Da Gardi, not Archie O’Tect.

Luna and Pippin, not Jack and Jill.

Mia, not Veronica.

Papas, not Pankraz.

Henry, not Harry.

Flora, not Nera.

Zaile, not Dwight.

Gema, not Ladja.

Ramada, not Ferz.

Ibul, not Korol.

Mildrath, not Nimzo.

Ludman, not Rodrigo Briscoletti.

Andy, not Crispin Burns.

Ojiron, not Albert.

Doris, not Gertrude.

Pusan, not Dr. Agon.

Hassan, not Carver.

Mireille or Milayou, not Milly.

Barbara, not Ashlynn.

Drago or Drango, not Lizzie.

Falshion or Falchion, not Peggy Sue.

Mudo, not Murdaw.

Duran, not Dhuran.

Akbar, not Blackmar.

Deathtamoor, not Mortamoor.

Dark Dream, not Nokturnus.

Doga and Boga, not Buck and Bill.

John, not Matt Tress.

Dina and Denae, not Unda and Ovah.

Gabo, not Ruff.

Aira, not Aishe.

Matilda, not Maeve.

Zebbot, not Autonymous.

Layla, not Lala.

Baloch, not Antonio Pomposa.

Aimy, not Antonia.

Azmov, not Wade.

Zeppel, not Hybris.

Mikwa, not Midge.

Sieble, not Buddy.

Chibi, not Wiggles.

Places

Izmit or Imuru, not Strathbaile.

Santeem or Saintheim, not Zamoksva.

Surene, not Zalenagrad.

Tempe, not Taborov.

Cave of the Silver Statuette, not Cistern Chapel.

Monbaraba, not Laissez-Faire.

Kievs or Kohmiz, not Aubout-du-Mond.

Aktemto or Attemuto, not Mamon.

Keeleon or Kingleo, not Palais de Leon.

Cave of Betrayal, not Con Cave.

Dire Palace or Death Palace, not Diabolic Hall.

Gottside, not The Azimuth.

Santa Rosa, not Whealbrook.

Reinhart, not Coburg.

Salabona, not Monstroferrato.

Granvania, not Gotha.

Chizod, not Mount Batten.

Lifecod, not Weaver’s Peak.

Shiena or Marche, not Haggleton.

Reidock, not Somnia.

San Marino, not Port Haven.

Shrine of Dhama or Dharma, not Alltrades Abbey.

Monstoru, not Scirmsley.

The Land of Happiness, not the Isle O’ Smiles.

Foan, not Swanstone.

Gandino, not Felonia.

Mt. Snow, not Mt. Snowhere.

Longadeseo, not Turnscote.

Despair Town, not Despairia.

Greed Town, not Greedmore Vale.

Prison Town, not Gallows Moor.

Fishbel, not Pilchard Bay.

Engow, not Emberdale.

Dialac, not Regenstein.

Falrish or Forish, not Frobisher.

Falrod or Forod, not Faraday.

Verdham or Greenflake, not Greenthumb Gardens.

Mentare or Memorialeaf, not Wilted Heart.

Litorud, not El Ciclo.

Krage or Kreiz, not Grondäl.

Loomin or Lumen, not Nottagen.

Coastal or Costaal, not Buccanham.

#long post #dragon warrior #dragon quest #rant #anti plus alpha #kahrant

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