#Sargent Cherry

[emaadsidiki]

All winters melt into Spring. ❄️ৎ୭🌸💰

[pixiesnooze]

i love those couples that are like “if they jumped off a cliff i would follow because they probably had a good reason for jumping”

[mulchpuppies]

Not to be a hater but one of the most popular FAITH ships is stupid in my opinion and also icky to me. not specifying which one btw bc i feel like if i do i'll be Publically Executed

[hazelsmirrorball]

Lacy | Oscar Piastri x Logan Sargent x Fem! Reader

summary: oscar piastri has everything logan sargent could ever wish for but he would trade everything just for y/n to seem him the way he sees her

faceclaim: olivia rodrigo

pairings: oscar piastri x gf!singer!reader, logansargent x friend!singer!reader

a/n: can’t even tell you what is this, but it’s something different that’s for sure. Excuse any errors english isn’t my main language

Logan Sargents eyes wandered all over Oscar Piastri’s apartment. His heart beats to the rhythm of the clock near him. He could feel sweat dripping from his forehead as he waited for Oscar to enter the living room. For a guy that almost exploded his phone with messages for them to hang out; he’s taking a lot of time to pay him attention.

At first he didn’t want to come, but part of him felt guilty if he denied his best friend’s invitation. He couldn’t say he was busy because the McLaren driver could read right through him. He nervously played with his hands trying to think of something, anything but the thought of Oscar’s longterm girlfriend. He felt bad, he couldn’t lie to himself and deny what was going through his head.

But as Logan’s eyes continuously scanned his around his apartment trying to distract himself it was as he saw the ghost of her leaning towards him. Every bit and piece had, y/n’s touch, everything traced back to her.

Her sweet perfume lingered on the couch cushions. While an empty can of her favorite drink sat on the table in front of him. As he kept looking his eyes rested on the small table next to him, the red cherry lipstick that covered her beautiful lips stared back at him as he felt his stomach turn. Pieces of her used handmade bows that had little strands of her hair. Logan let a deep sigh imagining all the times Y/n would come in the paddock with her sweet cherry lips and her beautiful hair flowing in the wind.

Logan’s hand slowly reached for the table in front of him, trying to snap himself out of the trance he was being suck into. How can a thing so sweet ruin all his morals, all his beliefs. He felt guilty, guilty for wanting the one thing that made Oscar Piastri happy.

But why couldn’t he have her? Oscar wasn’t a bad person towards Logan, well at least not directly. Oscar Piastri had everything Logan Sargent ever wanted. A perfect F1 career, a perfect team, a perfect life and the perfect girl. Oscar was smart, attractive and funny, everything opposite from Logan. At least in his eyes. Why couldn’t Logan have this one thing? What did Oscar have that Logan didn’t? He swore he had potential, he just needed time for people to see it. Oscar had the only thing Logan Sargent really wanted, Y/n.

“Sorry, mate! I was busy helping Y/n hang a painting in her room. But my attention is one hundred percent on you now” Oscar said sitting down next to Logan. He slowly scanned Oscar body noticing the familiar lipstick stain adorned on his lips.

As much as Logan wanted to avoid the facts. He found himself stumbling upon the couple everywhere he would go. Photos of them in the paddock, group hangouts, hell even fans would tagged him in their couple pictures. It drove him insane, he tried to rationalize, to call himself. But every single thing Oscar did was poison for Logan, he couldn’t take it anymore. It was like Oscar deep down knew about Logan’s feelings towards her and was out to get him. He wanted to make him suffer, there wasn’t any other reason. Oscar was to get Logan, that was a constant thought in his head. Maybe he was jealous or maybe he idolized Oscar in a way no one else could.

“Oh, it’s no problem really. Mentioning Y/n I don’t know if you remember the text I sent you a few weeks ago” Logan said placing his notebook in the table in front of Oscar and him. Oscar looked at the notebook and nodded

“Yeah! I showed y/n the thing you wrote and she was over the moon! she enjoyed it a lot, she was in a complete writers block so that helped her a lot with writing that new ep she wanted to do. So thank you so much logan, i owe you one big time” Oscar said slightly punching logan shoulder as he forced a smile letting out a chuckle with him.

“that’s what friends are for. But she decided to make the poem into a song? i didn’t think it was that good” Logan responded raising an eyebrow towards Oscar. He simply shook his head and turned towards him.

“I don’t know where or how you wrote that poem. But i trust y/n’s opinion, that song is going to be a hit!” Oscar responded in attempt to shake Logan insecurities. He quietly nodded, feeling a real smile starting to creep up.

“what’s the name of the song?” Logan managed to slip out

“Lacy”

Oh, Logan Sargent Loathed the dazzling starlet that was Oscar Piastri and even though he didn’t have y/n. he would do anything to have Y/n bows around his wrist and her lipstains on places only the two of them would know, even if he had to play the long run.

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y/nnnn so excited for my new single that’s coming out real soon!!! thank you so much to one of my favorite drivers @logansargent that gave me the main inspo to write this song, love you so so much and i wish you guys love this so as much as i do x.

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landonorris for a moment i forgot you were a singer, i thought you were just oscar’s annoying gf

-> y/nnnn shut up

user101 mother is back!!!!

user23 thank you logan for being y/n’s inspiration

user1893 team logan!!!!!!

user78 team oscar!!!

oscarpiastri so talented! i love you so so much

logansargent you are wonderful y/n!! i’m always proud of you and ur music

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blue sargent is so yellow gumboots and raincoat, ladybirds on fingers, chipped nail polish, fireflies, sticky lemonade, berry-stained fingers, cherry juice blush, post-card collecting, dyed lilies, stripy socked, gold jewellery, red tartan, yoghurt obsessed, realness.

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YOU GOT ISSUES I LIKE

I just imagine this new recruit walking past not knowing who Simon is and does this shit-

Walking to The Mess Hall and sees a group of men you've never seen before. One with a rather scrumptious figure to boot- Looking to your friend with a grin-

Corporal (Y/N): Watch This-

Staff Sargent Friend: (Y/N) that's a bad idea whatever your gonn-

Corporal (Y/N): DADDY!!

You call out with a cackle- assuming it was just some rando that you could make blush.

Till you see the man slowly turn and you feel the blood drain from your face- Glancing to your friend who is staring at you in horror. Lieutenant Simon 'Ghost' Riley, a prominent figure of Task Force 141 and truthfully men that could kick you ass and no one would blink an eye.

Simon 'Ghost' Riley: Did you just call me Daddy? Corporal?-

Corporal (Y/N): ...Y-Yes Lieutenant Sir-

You see him shake his head as the others who you correctly assumed was the rest of TK 141 laughing their asses off and one Mohawk guy taking a knee.

Simon 'Ghost' Riley: You have issues I like- Dismissed Corporal.

You and your friend run away quickly- Your face as bright as a cherry and wanting to find a rock to hide underneath in shame.

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Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x plus size reader

You just want to take him away from all this

Warnings: took inspiration from Family Guy but made it better, spit, vague implications of prostitution, fluff, crack humour?

WC: 496

Minors DNI

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You were drunk. And horny. And your very attractive LT was right there. And Soap had just made some offhand comment about how the whole squad would do heinous things for money (which was technically true since the army paid ass).

“Hey Ghost.” You hiccupped as you approached the huge man. His brown eyes flicked to you and you could see the way his balaclava moved as he raised an eyebrow at you.

“Sargent.” He responded in his usual gruff tone but that didn’t deter you.

“How would you like to make some big bucks Ghosty?” You sucked down the last of the shitty cocktail Alex had made you, though honestly it was less of a cocktail and just a shit ton of gin with a maraschino cherry in it. He sighed and rested his weight on the makeshift bar behind him, deciding to indulge you.

“What did ya have in mind?”

You beamed at him and slammed your empty glass down next to his elbow and began searching your pockets for any spare change. Simon watched you closely as you dug around your clothes, tongue poking out of the corner of your mouth cutely. 

There was one bill and several coins in the palm of your hand, which you painstakingly counted three times over before you finally looked back at him. “I have $3.74, do something to me.”

The money was unceremoniously dumped onto his gloved hand. He contemplated his choices for a moment and his eyes met yours.

His free hand darted out and took you by the jaw, squeezing just tight enough to keep you from moving. He dropped the money by your empty glass as his massive body loomed over you. He slowly lifted the black fabric of his mask until his lips were exposed.

Your breath caught in your throat at the sight of his chilled jaw and pink lips. He gripped you even tighter and your mouth dropped open obediently. He smirked.

And then he spit in your mouth.

You moaned almost instinctively as your knees buckled. Simon pulled his mask back down, concealing the blush that was beginning to spread across his pale cheeks.

“I love you. I wanna take you away from all this.” Your voice was deeper than normal, laced with arousal. Under normal circumstances, Simon might’ve thrown you over his shoulder then and stalked off to have his way with you but considering your level of inebriation, he wasn’t going to do that.

Instead, he threw a thick arm over your shoulder and began to lead you away from the mess hall-turned-bar. “I think ya need to go to bed, Sargent.” He said, his voice holding an almost imperceptible laugh to it.

“Only if you’re in it.” You muttered under your breath, tucking yourself as closely as you could to his torso. 

Soap found the money right where Simon left it on the bar and bragged for days about his good luck and ‘pay bonus’.

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The Show Must Go On P1

(3rd POV)

*With Vox*

"Oh! Nifty, nice side swipe. Pentious like to see that effort." Charlie called happily. "Teamwork makes the dreamwork." replied the snake." "Train, train, train." Niffty said excitedly. The camera zoomed out to reveal the TV Overlord watching the hotel members training. 

"No fucking way! They're going to fight? Oh, my God." Vox cackled before mocking the princess on screen. "Oh, looks like your little hotel didn't work out so well. Oh Alastor, I cannot wait to watch you get FUCKED!" 

*Back at the hotel*

"Oh, I wish my mom was here to see this." Charlie sighed to Vaggie. "Well, the cannibals seem ready to fight, are we?" "Fear not damsels! I shall have the staff ready for victorious combat!" Pentious called, dressed as a war captain. 

"What in the hell are you supposed to be?" Vaggie asked. "General Pentious, reporting for duty. I'll turn those rapscallions into soldiers in no time at all." 

"Thank you, Pen." Charlie smiled as Vaggie face palmed. "What can I do to help?" Niffty asked, holding dead bugs in her hands. "I'm glad you asked, soldier. The base needs fortifications. Reinforce the southern wall. Create a moat around the perimeter to stop a ground assult." Pentious ordered loudly.

Niffty blinked at him blankly. 

"Here, Nif." (Y/N) chuckled, kneeling to Niffty's height and handing her an angelic knife. "If you see an angel, stab it." "Ooh.."The little cyclops giggled at the knife before spotting Angel who was talking to Cherri a few feet away. "Stab! Stab! Stab!" 

"Hey,hey,hey,hey!" Angel climbed high onto the pole next to him as Cherri ran off. "Not him!" (Y/N) cried, blocking Niffty, wings widespread to hide Angel from her view. 

Niffty glared slightly before giggling and running off. 

"She's gone, tesoro. You can come down now." (Y/N) watched in amusement as Angel tapped into his stripper past and got off the pole, back flipping into his arms. "Thanks, babe." Angel kissed (Y/N)'s cheek as he got down before they walked over to the rest of the group.

"Listen up, sinners! We got 24 hours before the extermination begins. Let's get to work." Vaggie said in her drill Sargent voice.

*Back with Vox*

"Oh, they suck. They're--they're gonna die." He laughed, watching as Vaggie teach where to strike the angels, Pentious building something, and (Y/N) using his magic to summon his own warriors and weapons. 

*At the hotel*

Charlie borrowed Alastor's staff, tapping it slightly so everyone could hear her. "Hello, I want to thank everyone for coming. Even people who aren't staying here yet...Cherri." Charlie smiled playfully at the pink haired cyclops. 

"Look, I can't resist a fight, okay? Especially when I get to tag team with this fuckhead." Cherri grinned pulling Angel down to share matching grins.

"Tomorrow, the exorcist angels will face a Hell ready to defend itself and win. " Charlie fist pumped the air. 

"Yeah! Yeah, we will! Tell 'em, baby!" Vaggie cheered loudly for her girlfriend. 'Yes. And we are--we are going to win! But in case we don't,  I want you all to know...that getting to know you has been the biggest honor of my life. Whatever redemption really means,  I know you all tried." 

Charlie looked out onto the crowd, looking proudly at her family who sent her proud looks back. "I have seen the good in all of you. And it's, I just...I love you all so much and--and live tonight however you want because--" "We're all going to die! Hahahaha!" Niffy announced loudly. 

Everyone stared at her, feeling very awkward.

"All right! Let's give it up for not dying! Love not dying!" Vaggie cheered, before realizing the mood was killed. "Drinks?" 

*Inside the hotel*

"I mean, personally, I'm excited. It's been a long time since I stabbed anyone and meant it, know what I mean?" Vaggie said to Charlie who looked mildly concerned. 

"Cheers, bitches!" Cherri exclaimed, clinking her glass against Angel, Husk and (Y/N)'s, who all grinned back. "Here's to us!" Angel smiled. "Here's to being alive today and not dying tomorrow." Sir Pentious said loudly, everyone cheering him on. 

On the balcony, Alastor watched them with a fond smile. "Ah, the celebratory night before a courageous last stand. It's been a surprising thrill to witness these wayward souls find connection. Almost makes one sentimental, eh Niffty?" 

Niffty was sitting on the railing next to him. "I really like them, Alastor. They let me put on roach puppet shows without booing!" 

"Ahh, an enjoyable collective to be around. I admit one could get accustomed."

Niffty placed a roach crown on Alastor's head. "I dub thee King Roach." 

"Oh, to understand your twisted little mind."  The two began to laugh manically.

*With Angel, (Y/N) and Husk*

"Last day of afterlife, and you're not off snorting a line off some hunk's abs?" Husk asked the spider. 

"Ehh, you fucked one cannibal pool boy, you fucked 'em all. 'Sides, I got my hunk right here." Angel shrugged before hanging two of his arms around (Y/N) who smiled back. "I guess you have changed." Husk smiled. 

"Hey, Charlie said live tonight however we wanted, so pour me a fresh one, and let's get to living!" Angel exclaimed, holding out his glass. Husk smirked before moving to make the two another drink.

Angel smiled down at (Y/N) who cuddled closer, wrapping his arms around 

*With Sir Pentious*

"Miss Bomb? Cherri?" He asked, taking his hat off. Vaggie pat his shoulder in silent support. 

"Yeah?"

"I want to tell you....that I...love..I'd love to wish you good luck in the battle ahead." He held his hand out for Cherri to shake, which she did, eyeing him weirdly. 

"Okay?"

"You are....Have always been a worthy opponent. With the most brillant explosive contraptions I've ever seen." Pentious blushed. 

"Uh....thanks?" Cherri smiled, sharing a soft moment with him. 

"Please don't die tomorrow. Okay! Bye!" The flustered snake talked loudly before disappearing. 

(Y/N) and Angel appeared on either of Cherri's side. 

(Y/N) with a strawberry Daiquiri in his left right hand, Angel holding two shots in his right hands,  offering one out to Cherri. 

"Ya know, you could totally tap that." Angel smirked, clinking his glass against Cherri's.

"Tss, don't be gross." Cherri rolled her eye. 

"Cuz, you know, I hear he's got two dicks." (Y/N) muttered, tail lazily waving behind him. "Huh!" Cherri hummed, eye narrowed in thought. 

*With Charlie*

Charlie stood in front of her brother and Angel's door, looking at the photos and the LED lights the spider had strung up. There were photos of the Angel and (Y/N) doing a heart with their hands into the camera, a selfie of Charlie and Angel, a selfie of Husk and Angel in tuxedis with the caption, 'Tux Boys', and a picture of Fat Nuggets and Rocco.

Sobs escaped her throat as she started to feel her feelings. "Charlie?" Vaggie called softly. 

"Um, I'm sorry. I'm just so scared." Charlie wiped her tears and hugged herself closer. "What if we lose?" 

*With (Y/N)*

(Y/N) hummed softly as he laid in Angel's lap, three of Angel's hands playing with his hair, as his one free hand scrolled through a bridal website. "How about this one?"

"Uh-uh. Too poofy, next."

"Neck ruffles? What is this? The 16th century? Burn it like the witches who wore it!" (Y/N) rolled his eyes, making Angel giggle. (Y/N) stared up at the spider, smiling to himself. Angel noticed him staring and put his phone down, nuzzling the prince. 

"What are you thinking about?" (Y/N) waved his hand, and suddenly they were on the roof, and sitting under a (f/c) light show with a romantic picnic. "I figured we could end the night with a romantic surprise."

Together the couple laid together in their swinging bed, watching the stars floating on their ceiling, (Y/N)'s wings protectively wrapped around Angel.  

"I love you, Anthony." 

"I love you, (Y/N)."

*The Next Day, in Heaven*

"Extermination Day is here, bitches!" 

*END*

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James Earl Jones

American actor hailed for his many classical roles whose voice became known to millions as that of Darth Vader in Star Wars

During the run of the 2011 revival of Alfred Uhry’s Driving Miss Daisy in London, with Vanessa Redgrave, the actor James Earl Jones, who has died aged 93, was presented with an honorary Oscar by Ben Kingsley, with a link from the Wyndham’s theatre to the awards ceremony in Hollywood.

Glenn Close in Los Angeles said that Jones represented the “essence of truly great acting” and Kingsley spoke of his imposing physical presence, his 1,000-kilowatt smile, his basso profundo voice and his great stillness. Jones’s voice was known to millions as that of Darth Vader in the original Star Wars film trilogy and Mufasa in the 1994 Disney animation The Lion King, as well as being the signature sound of US TV news (“This is CNN”) for many years.

His status as the leading black actor of his generation was established with the Tony award he won in 1969 for his performance as the boxer Jack Jefferson (a fictional version of Jack Johnson) in Howard Sackler’s The Great White Hope on Broadway, a role he repeated in Martin Ritt’s 1970 film, and which earned him an Oscar nomination.

On screen, Jones – as the fictional Douglass Dilman – played the first African-American president, in Joseph Sargent’s 1972 movie The Man, based on an Irving Wallace novel. His stage career was notable for encompassing great roles in the classical repertoire, such as King Lear, Othello, Hickey in Eugene O’Neill’s The Iceman Cometh and Big Daddy in Tennessee Williams’s Cat on a Hot Tin Roof.

He was born in Arkabutla, Mississippi, the son of Robert Earl Jones, a minor actor, boxer, butler and chauffeur, and his wife Ruth (nee Connolly), a teacher, and was proud of claiming African and Irish ancestry. His father left home soon after he was born, and he was raised on a farm in Jackson, Michigan, by his maternal grandparents, John and Maggie Connolly. He spoke with a stutter, a problem he dealt with at Brown’s school in Brethren, Michigan, by reading poetry aloud.

On graduating from the University of Michigan, he served as a US Army Ranger in the Korean war. He began working as an actor and stage manager at the Ramsdell theatre in Manistee, Michigan, where he played his first Othello in 1955, an indication perhaps of his early power and presence.

The family had moved from the deep south to Michigan to find work, and now Jones went to New York to join his father in the theatre and to study at the American Theatre Wing with Lee Strasberg. He made his Broadway debut at the Cort theatre in 1958 in Dory Schary’s Sunrise at Campobello, a play about Franklin D Roosevelt.

He was soon a cornerstone of Joseph Papp’s New York Shakespeare festival in Central Park, playing Caliban in The Tempest, Macduff in Macbeth and another Othello in the 1964 season. He also established a foothold in films, as Lt Lothar Zogg in Stanley Kubrick’s Dr Strangelove (1963), a cold war satire in which Peter Sellers shone with brilliance in three separate roles.

The Great White Hope came to the Alvin theatre in New York from the Arena Stage in Washington, where Jones first unleashed his shattering, shaven-headed performance – he was described as chuckling like thunder, beating his chest and rolling his eyes – in a production by Edwin Sherin that exposed racism in the fight game at the very time of Muhammad Ali’s suspension from the ring on the grounds of his refusal to sign up for military service in the Vietnam war.

Lorraine Hansberry’s Les Blancs (1970) was a response to Jean Genet’s The Blacks, in which Jones, who remained much more of an off-Broadway fixture than a Broadway star in this period, despite his eminence, played a westernised urban African man returning to his village for his father’s funeral. With Papp’s Public theatre, he featured in an all-black version of The Cherry Orchard in 1972, following with John Steinbeck’s Lennie in Of Mice and Men on Broadway and returning to Central Park as a stately King Lear in 1974.

When he played Paul Robeson on Broadway in the 1977-78 season, there was a kerfuffle over alleged misrepresentations in Robeson’s life, but Jones was supported in a letter to the newspapers signed by Edward Albee, Stephen Sondheim, Arthur Miller, Lillian Hellman and Richard Rodgers. He played his final Othello on Broadway in 1982, partnered by Christopher Plummer as Iago, and appeared in the same year in Master Harold and the Boys by Athol Fugard, a white South African playwright he often championed in New York.

In August Wilson’s Fences (1987), part of that writer’s cycle of the century “black experience” plays, he was described as an erupting volcano as a Pittsburgh garbage collector who had lost his dreams of a football career and was too old to play once the major leagues admitted black players. His character, Troy Maxson, is a classic of the modern repertoire, confined in a world of 1950s racism, and has since been played by Denzel Washington and Lenny Henry.

Jones’s film career was solid if not spectacular. Playing Sheikh Abdul, he joined a roll call of British comedy stars – Terry-Thomas, Irene Handl, Roy Kinnear, Spike Milligan and Peter Ustinov – in Marty Feldman’s The Last Remake of Beau Geste (1977), in stark contrast to his (at first uncredited) Malcolm X in Ali’s own biopic, The Greatest (1977), with a screenplay by Ring Lardner. He also appeared in Peter Masterson’s Convicts (1991), a civil war drama; Jon Amiel’s Sommersby (1993), with Richard Gere and Jodie Foster; and Darrell Roodt’s Cry, the Beloved Country (1995), scripted by Ronald Harwood, in which he played a black South African pastor in conflict with his white landowning neighbour in the 40s.

In all these performances, Jones quietly carried his nation’s history on his shoulders. On stage, this sense could irradiate a performance such as that in his partnership with Leslie Uggams in the 2005 Broadway revival at the Cort of Ernest Thompson’s elegiac On Golden Pond; he and Uggams reinvented the film performances of Henry Fonda and Katharine Hepburn as an old couple in a Maine summer house.

He brought his Broadway Big Daddy in Cat on a Hot Tin Roof to London in 2009, playing an electrifying scene with Adrian Lester as his broken sports star son, Brick, at the Novello theatre. The coarse, cancer-ridden big plantation owner was transformed into a rumbling, bear-like figure with a totally unexpected streak of benignity perhaps not entirely suited to the character. But that old voice still rolled through the stalls like a mellow mist, rich as molasses.

That benign streak paid off handsomely, though, in the London reprise of a deeply sentimental Broadway comedy (and Hollywood movie), Driving Miss Daisy, in which his partnership as a chauffeur to Redgrave (unlikely casting as a wealthy southern US Jewish widow, though she got the scantiness down to a tee) was a delightful two-step around the evolving issues of racial tension between 1948 and 1973.

So deep was this bond with Redgrave that he returned to London for a third time in 2013 to play Benedick to her Beatrice in Mark Rylance’s controversial Old Vic production of Much Ado About Nothing, the middle-aged banter of the romantically at-odds couple transformed into wistful, nostalgia for seniors.

His last appearance on Broadway was in a 2015 revival of DL Coburn’s The Gin Game, opposite Cicely Tyson. He was given a lifetime achievement Tony award in 2017, and the Cort theatre was renamed the James Earl Jones theatre in 2022.

Jones’s first marriage, to Julienne Marie (1968-72), ended in divorce. In 1982 he married Cecilia Hart with whom he had a son, Flynn. She died in 2016. He is survived by Flynn, also an actor, and a brother, Matthew.

🔔 James Earl Jones, actor, born 17 January 1931; died 9 September 2024

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Lego Discworld - Patrician's Palace

Patrician's palace exterior with Ankh-Morpork coat of arms. Giant beehive / pidgeon roost / clack's tower on roof. Statue of old Stoneface and hoho in front. City catacombs under the surface.

Palace interior with secret passage. Palace garden with lilac bush and BS Johnson's exploding fountain. Ginger tom and unprofitable butterfly.

Patrician's palace, closed, front.

Havelock Vetinari, Wuffles and Igor in the puke green room. Includes candle stub on nightstand and candle stick hidden in the chest of drawers.

Mr Pump in Vetinari's study. Incudes a crossword puzzle/thud board, music sheet and the manuscript of The Servant.

Leonard of Quirm, Sybil Ramkin, Erol and Rufus Drumknott in Leonard's atelier. Includes the model of the Kite, device for removing mountains, internal combustion kettle, scultping and painting equipment, and Vetinari's portrait.

Library / secret passage. Includes Oswald, modle of the disc and a death mask / head for young Vetinari.

The low king of Dwarves in the Oblong office. Includes Vetinari's and Drumknott's desks, "world's best boss" mug, and dog biscuit.

Commander Vimes, Angua von Uberwald and lord Rust in the Rat's chamber. Includes sprig of lilac, old Stoneface's axe, and Angua's collar / stygium ring.

Otto Chirk and palace guard in the waitng room / entrance / throne room / ball room. Inclues Vetinari's clock and the gilded throne of Ankh.

Palace Cook / Glenda Sugerbean / Grace Speaker / Interchangable Emma and food taster / Young Sam in the Kitchen. Includes bread, water and hardboiled egg. Roasting salmon, caviar and goblet of blood. Wine, cheese and a spoon.

Foul ole Ron and Rincewind in the treasury. Includes snake and scorpion. Paper money, Agatean gold coin and a head of cabage.

Tears of the mushtoom and Detritus in the saferoom / bathroom. Includes matress and shaving equipment. Bathtub, chamber pot with nightsoil, and shoft lavatory paper.

Moist in the janitor's closet / botomless pit. Includes trap door and chain for mimes. Stoker Blake's shovel and the Sweeper's broom.

Death / mime and death of rats / rat spy in the dungeon. Includes barred door, Dwarven locks, and a plaque inscribed learn the words.

Possible minifig permutations, with acessories:

Charlie, assasin Vetinari, Patrician Vetinari, Stoker Blake

Drumknott, Vetinari, Adora Dearheart, Albert Spangler.

Vimes under the Summoning Dark, young constable Vimes, Commander Vimes, Sargent Keel, Sir Samuel the duke of Anhk.

BLT Sybil, Dragonbreeder Sybil, dwarf opera Sybil.

Buggy Swires, Nobby Nobs, Fred Colon, Angua von Uberwald, Carrot Ironfounderson. Commander Vimes, Reg Shoe, Cuddy, Cherry.

Groat, Moist, Stanley

Ponder Stibbons, Mustrum Ridcully and Rincewind

Mrs Rosie Palm, lady Sybil Ramkin, madam Roberta Mersole

Otto Chirk, Margolata von Ubervald, dragon king of arms

Dragon king of arms, lord Rust, mr Pin and mr Tulip, Reacher Gilt, mr Slant, lord Downey

Low king of dwarves, Bashful Bashfullson, Cuddy, Cherry

Buggy Swires, Tears of the Musroom, Of the lathe the swarf

[waystarresourceco]

Cherry Jones on what Kendall and Nan talked about at Tern Haven (with bonus Caroline and golden trio lore!).  

“Jeremy Strong, to my left, had come up with this whole backstory to woo Nan Pierce. He suddenly starts asking me all of these questions about the sculptures in the garden and the paintings on the wall. And he says ‘Was I mistaken or is that really a Sargent in the front, in the foyer of the-’. And I said at one point that I was surprised he was so knowledgeable and then he starts talking about the fact that his mother, who’s English, was on the board of the Tate. So that he – they’d spent a great deal of time as children at the Tate and Tate Modern.”

Cherry also mentioned this in an interview with Vulture, below the cut.

Video excerpt from 2020 GoldDerby interview (x)

Text excerpt from an interview with Cherry Jones for Vulture - Sept. 19, 2019 (x)

[vrnicky]

Finally... I present thee

All Jobs!

Sans- college teacher, science

Papyrus- carpenter (hobby) and architect

Blue- cop

Miere- muffet's bakery cashier

Rojo- mechanic

Cap/tain- chef and also culinary teacher

Orion- works in the planetarium but is also a sustitute teacher

Perseo- cop

Atlas- waiter in different restaurants

Orbit- secretary of the boss of the casino

Meteor- writes books, hides his image tho

Sirius- police officer

Zen- works in a restaurant, he makes the meals

Max- works in a restaurant, he makes the dessert

Odiseo- mechanic but more in the area of fixing bikes for people with disabilities

Hator- from home translator

Loan- works in the same restaurant as Zen and Max, he makes the meals

Nayer- works in the same restaurant as Zen and Max, he makes the desserts.

Azrael- library’s receptionist and translator

Deus- owner of the library, also the one to organize everything, books from his universe

Angelus- vet

Daimon- not a vet but works with Angelus, calming the pets

Astarte- blacksmith

Morpheo- cashier in a coffee shop

Bonnie- works in a casino, either guard or with paperwork

Clyde- doesn't have a main job in the casino

Shark- hitman

Gorilla- matón/bruiser

Patrone- security guard of the casino

Chief- head of the casino along the royals

Devonte- informant to the royals

Sargent- security guard of Iron, ex-mafia member

Wine- makes clothes, often in Black's store but makes his own designs

Coffee/Cofi- freelance artist, webtoon artist

Berry- lawyer

Money- candle maker

Black- manager of fashion store, mind behind the designs

Slim- fashion store, jewelry

Edan- daycare

Hans- animal shelter

Butcher- works at an antique shop as an employee by a nice old lady

Twister- doesn't work

Disco- dance studio, teaching kpop sometimes (forced)

Tango- dance studio, teacher of more traditional dances

Swing- waiter in a cafeteria

Regga- works in a dance school and as a DJ in the weekends

Caramel- owner of a bakery

Sweet- waiter or Caramel’s bakery

Vino- full-time model

Cappuccino- full-time artist, sometimes anonymous modeling

Lur- owner of the market in the farm district

Farren- he harvest everything for the market while also taking care of his animals

Vega- mailman of the neighborhood and carpenter

Carrot- beekeeper

Nicte- foreman

Balam- horse tamer but also a furtive hunter

Garo- forestry and floriculture

Bosco- woodcutter

Sugar- vet

Cherry- doctor

Lemon- dog herd

Lime- soil and plant scientist

CC- agricultural engineer

PJ- winemaker

Gent- General surgeon

Lupin- college teacher, physicist

Aloe- head of the department of chemistry

Lion- mathematician

Cempa/súchil- Quantum control, annealing and computing. Mathematician.

Velvet- Fashion and interior design (hobby). Nature preserve ranger.

Allen- flower shop

Bliss- freelance painter

Nolan- in the police as a detective

Eros- model

Phew, long text

[soaps-mohawk]

I should have a question regarding about cherry red crunch and blood. When price is mentioned why a staff Sargent AKA the reader father, was able to part the reader into the institutie at a very early stage of presenting as an Omega. Was it because the reader's father was threatened to give her up by his higher-ups or was there alternative motivate for reader taken from her family pack?

Mmm this one I can't say much about without spoiling a lot later on, but typically when omegas present, if they're going to be sent to an institute by their family pack (or whoever has guardianship over them as a pup) it's typically done very soon around the time of presentation. Like, usually the omega will go through the presentation process and then shortly after they'll be sent to an institution. We're talking like a week, maybe two max between presentation and being sent. It's a fairly quick process, but the fact that the reader got in so quickly...that's kind of where there's the big question mark. Especially such a prestigious institute as the one she was sent to.

That's about all I can give away at this point, but this is something that will come up later and pretty much everything will be explained in the fic since it's going to play a very important role in the story later on.

[dayglow-company]

This is a list of characters I need to make bios for.

Bun - A Lopunny who was a victim to the Granbull.

Dual - A Lucario who wields a Duoblade, and who's mega evolution makes him look like a knight with a sword and shield.

Gaunt - A Lucario who's a close up brawler that fights with a pair of gauntlets and wears a pair of goggles. Though she's timid.

Moriko and Miran - A pair of alolan Ninetails who wield magic. Moriko is more elemental and potions than her counterpart. Miran can only use his magic abilities to glimpse the future.

Sargent - An older Arcanine who's missing his right eye, and is a bit bigger than most other Arcanine.

Blue - A lucario guild leader who lost an arm, and who's entire right side has burn scars, because of a serious fight.

Cherri - A Sylveon guild leader who developed a crush on Ruric, and was responsible for her evolution in the SCH verse.

Zig-Zag - A Zigzagoon who is the second in command to a guild leader, and helps keep on top of everything.

Whip - A Mienshao who is part of the same guild as Zig-Zag and her girlfriend.

A band - A few mon who became inspired after hearing some music Bellum has, and are doing their best to bring it to the world.

[karouvas]

🌹 for the ask game?

posting now since it’s almost Wednesday for me (1am on Tuesday here lol) and this can be a reminder I’m accepting these for tomorrow

Snippet:

“How was your first day?” asked Persephone, as she bustled around in the kitchen gathering ingredients for a black cherry pie.

“Long.” said Adam warily. “Apparently Henrietta isn’t the only place where they gawk at anything new or different.” 

Persephone gave a small smile in sympathy. “Give it time, I’m sure they’ll get used to you. New isn’t ever new for very long, and different isn’t a bad thing.”

Adam knew that Persephone with her assortment of willowy white gowns and tendency to talk to plants, was also not exactly conventional. He wondered absently if there were rumors about her being a witch as well, like those about Maura Sargent. Speaking of, 

“Do you know anything about the Gansey-Sargent’s?”

Persephone looked up, a flash of – something in her eye. “I know Maura a little. Nice woman. I didn’t think the children hyphenated their names.” 

“They probably don’t, just the other students refer to them like that.”

Ahh.” said Persephone knowingly. “I wouldn’t listen to idle gossip if I were you.”

“I don’t.” saif Adam. “Or I don’t take what the rumors are seriously, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t kind of mysterious.” 

“Blue and Gansey are around your age, if I’m not mistaken.” mused Persephone. “You could probably ask one of them your questions, if you are curious.” 

Adam felt shame bloom in his chest again as he remembered Gansey’s scorn.”

(from Blood Red Rose / Twilight Au)

((WIP Wednesday ask game rules on pinned))

[tamtam-go92]

Wednesday

Wednesday would be Birnam's birthday and Cord came home that day with great news. He was promoted to Junior Officer!

Birnam brought a friend home from school, but before he spend some time with Penelope, he had an important call to do.

Birnam: Is Holly available? Here's her little brother. There was a crackling in the line and some seconds later Birnam heard his elder sister say his name. Birnam: Holly! Finally I found you! You know that it's my birthday today. And it's my only wish, that you'll be there. Holly: B, you know Dad would never allow that. Birnam: It's my only wish. I'm sure Dad will allow it! I'll also talk to Mom if you want me to. Holly: *sigh* Okay: But just for your birthday...

Said and done, Birnam hurried to his mother and told her, Holly would come over for his birthday. Cherry was shocked but also excited. She hadn't see her daughter in days. When she saw her on the front porch, she headed her off.

Cherry: Holly, my dear, I'm so glad to see you. How is the community center? Holly: I'm only here for Birnam's birthday Mom. I know you don't agree with Dad, but you also don't disagree with him, so you're just as guilty as he is. Cherry: Is that what Ms Voyante tells you? Holly: I have a mind of my own, Mom. Cherry *sigh*: Okay hun, but just look that you don't get under your father's eye.

But it was already too late, the second Cherry finished that sentence, the door opened and Cord entered the hallway.

Cord: Holly! What the heck are YOU doing here? Holly: It's my little brother's birthday, Sargent. He invited my for his party. Cord *grumble*: I'll allow you in my house for this one evening, because it's Birnam's birthday. But I want you out by 9 PM and don't try anything funky, young Lady. Holly: Yeah, yeah, whatever. Can I see B now?

Holly really hated the person that was meant to be her father. She hated being in this house. She hated that her mother went to the living room and opened another bottle of whine to drown her sorrow in alcohol. She was only there for Birnam. And she was glad that Ash was at work...

Holly watched Birnam and Penelope play for a while until it was time to blow out the candles.

Birnam grew up well and became a Pleasure Sim. In fact he's influenced more by his elder sister than his father would like as he likes Sims with a bit of a rebellious background and those that know how to work with their hands. He doesn't like beards but he does like boys - girls and boys in fact. He also grows up to be quite the Party Animal. Let's see how Cord would react to this...

The birthday boy spends a pleasant evening with Penelope and Holly until his father thinks it's time for everyone to get lost.

Cord: Okay, that was enough for one day. Birnam was happy, but now get away from my land. Holly: You'll regret this Sargent. You'll lose everyone around you, one day. Just you wait!

Cord just frowned at Holly's curses. He would never lose anybody. He had Cherry and Cherry would always be there. And where Cherry was, the kids were. It was just that simple...