#and Elli prefers bows but like

[acecasinova]

Losing my MIND in a game rn bc someone said you had to use strength for quarterstaffs if you aren't a monk but I KNOW (almost) all my sorcerers use it as a default physical weapon!!

[snowy-vee]

ALL MINE (3)

oblivious loser bsf! ellie williams x posesive popular bsf!fem reader

n/a: I may have rushed things! but I prefer to trust the process and cook a little bit more. I hope you all like it. Also, does the taglist works how I've done it or there's another way to do a taglist?

trigger warnings;; mention of vomit (1), idk if catalog it into violence because there's none but intense argue(?

Pt.1 HERE

pt.2 HERE

pt.4 HERE

Inform yourself about what’s happening and how to help! FREE PALESTINE, FREE CONGO.

Ellie was in such a boring class that she barely noticed when it ended and people started to pack up; a few of her classmates were waiting for her at the entrance of the door, so she hurried out with them. They discussed the topics covered in class today as they walked to the dinning hall.

“Ellie!” you called out, causing both her and her classmates to turn; you were on the opposite path from her, so you had to run a bit to reach her side faster. You opened your gym bag and pulled out the folder Ellie had left in your room last night after studying together. “Your folder, you said you needed it today.”

You were dressed in your cheerleading uniform since you had practice right now. Ellie, who had been a little dazed watching the movement of your skirt as you ran, nodded, feeling her cheeks burn, and indeed, you looked so pretty, especially when you said goodbye and turned around, showing the small bow in the back of your hair.

“Sometimes I forget you’re friends with someone so popular. How is it possible that you’re friends with her?” one of them said, mesmerized by your presence, like the rest of the group

“Well, we are, best friends,” Ellie asserted with a smile. It’s true that she was annoyed when people questioned your friendship, but she was happy to have you as a friend, and perhaps she also enjoyed the feeling of envy from others…

“Yeah but she is popular, pretty, hangs out with her kind of cliché, goes to every party invited ¡Hell! She could be an influencer if she wanted to… and you are you”

“Hey, I have my own charm” Ellie said softly feeling a little bit offended “Whatever, we’ve been friend for so many years and that’s what matters”

“Really? Then do you know if the rumours about her and Abby are true? I think it’s the hottest gossip on campus, the cheerleading captain and the captain of the women’s basketball team.”

“They’re all lies, don’t believe any of that. She wouldn’t be with someone like Abby,” Ellie said, dismissing the comments, and she sounded so sure of what she was saying, especially because you assured her of it the same night of the party.

Finally, you had arrived home, you were so tired that as soon as you got to your room, you collapsed on the bed.

“At least change before you throw yourself on the bed,” Ellie leaned against the door of your room. You nodded, kicking off your shoes and getting up to grab your pajamas; you began to undress in front of her, caring little, as it wasn’t the first time.

Ellie, without changing her position, watched as you slowly untied the knot of your top and let it fall, exposing your purple bra, unbuttoning the button of your skirt and slowly lowering the zipper. The skirt fell quickly, revealing your white panties with purple bows matching the bra.

She bit her lip as she looked at your body until she reached your collarbones; there was a hickey, and it looked recent. “Did… Abby do that?”

“Hmm?” You looked at her, she pointed to her collarbone, making you look at yourself in the mirror, seeing the hickey.

‘Shit, I told her not to leave marks.’ you thought rolling your eyes mentally

“Did she do that to you?” Ellie had a slight grimace of disgust as she asked the question, obviously she noticed.

“Of course not! It was some guy I was dancing with.”

“You swear? Because you know that I do not like Abby at all.”

You fucking knew it, that’s why when you were mad at her you used to call Abby. You knew how much it would hurt her, you had no idea why they hated each other and everytime you asked her she said that she had her reasons and was protecting you.

“I swear, I would never do that to you. Abby does want something with me, I think she’s obssesed with me, she’s telling people things that never happen, spreading false rumors,” you sighed as you finished putting on your pajamas, approaching Ellie and putting your hands on her shoulders. “At the party today, she tried to talk to me and go further, but I told her no, to leave me alone, she got really mad and threatened to keep spreading rumors, and I told her I didn’t care.”

“Why didn’t you tell me any of this? I could’ve defend you.”

“Oh, Ellie, please, I know you can but do you know how many rumors there are about me? I don’t care what others think; I care that you trust me. Do you trust me?”

“Completely,” she smiled before you kissed her on the cheek and let her go while you went to the bathroom to remove your makeup changing the topic.

Ellie smiled too, of course she trusted you, that’s why she was now in front of her classmates denying the rumors, no matter how much you didn’t care, she wasn’t going to let people talk nonsense about you. No one knew you like she did.

“Are you sure? Because Abby has been telling the whole team how much of a naughty bitch, how good she could take her seven inches strap, other nasty things I can’t repeat and that she had video proof…” the guy beside Ellie spoke while looking at his phone.

“What? Unbelievable! Isn’t that like revenge corn?” Another girl said looking at his phone as well.

Her smile dropped. “What did you just say?”

She stopped walking, and with her, the group. The guy who said that showed her his phone, it was a group chat with the football and basketball team, and Abby had sent different pictures that one could only see them once. “You’ve seen them?”

“N-no she hasn’t showed them yet but would do it soon…”

“Can you confirm that she was talking about her”

“It’s pretty much her name and physic description, yeah,” Ellie licked her lips, nodding slowly.

“Does anyone know where Abby is right now?”

(What happened in the fight?)

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

You began to climb the stairs to your floor, Ellie and you lived on the first floor so it took less than a minute, phone in your hand, calling Ellie for the twelfth time. Since you finished practice, you had been calling her to come pick you up without getting a response, not even a message.

By the time you were turning the keys and opening the door, your whole body was filled with worry, but seeing her shoes, you felt a little relieved. “Ellie? Hey, if you’re not going to come pick me up, let me know beforehand! And answer my calls even if it’s just for a second! You had me worried.”

You took off your shoes and left the keys at the entrance, noticing her backpack lying on the floor with all her things scattered about. You sighed, leaving your bag on the kitchen counter and crouching down to start picking up her things. “Ellie?”

You finished picking up and placed everything inside. The door to her room was halfway open, and you could see the light was on. “Don’t you hear me calling your name?”

You entered the room, placing the backpack next to the wardrobe. Ellie was sitting on the edge of her bed with her back to you. The atmosphere felt so tense that it made you involuntarily swallow.

“I want you to be honest with me,” she said in an intimidating tone, suddenly a shiver ran down your spine. “And I want the truth, if you lie to me…”

She let out an incredulous laugh. “If you lie to me again…” Your breath caught, thinking about what lie you had told Ellie, all small except for… Impossible, Abby wouldn’t spill, you had Abby under control.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. What’s wrong?” You tried to approach, but Ellie raised her hand.

“Stay where you are, or move away from there.”

“Ellie-”

“Shut the fuck up!” she interrupted you. “Did you or did you not fuck Abby?”

What you were praying that wasn’t the problem was exactly the problem. You didn’t know where to hide, your legs seemed to want to flee, you wished the ground would swallow you up at that very moment. You tried to say something, but your lips were trembling. Were you going to lie again? No. It was obvious that she already knew everything; she just wanted to hear it from you.

“Did you or did you not fuck Abby?” Ellie repeated the question, now more demanding and intimidating, making your eyes start to fill with tears. You hated confrontations, especially if it was your fault.

“Yes,” you whispered, looking at the ground and clasping your hands, embarrassed by how ashamed you were starting to feel.

“What? I can’t hear you.”

“Oh my fucking god, Ellie! Yes, I fucked her, I fucking did!” you exclaimed, tired of how tense your body was becoming. She nodded slowly, getting up from her bed and turning to face you. “What the fuck? What have you done?”

Her lip was split with dried blood on it, she also had a bruise next to her eye and a split eyebrow. Your concerned face made her chuckle. “If this worries you, you should see Anderson.”

You unconsciously approached, trying to touch the wounds, but Ellie stopped your hand at that moment. You were maintaining such intense eye contact that it seemed like you were communicating. You were asking her to let you clean her wounds and disinfect them; she was asking you how you could betray her like this.

“You lied to my fucking face. Was it funny?” Her grip felt more painful. “What? Were you two laughing at me behind my back?” You two were close, but Ellie started taking steps closer to you, so you had no choice but to take some steps back until your were was pressed against the wall.

“It’s not like that, Ellie… my wrist- you are hurting me,” you said, feeling tears running down your face.

“Not like that? And how the fuck was it?” She screamed, making you feel smaller and making you cry more. “Explain it to me! Because I can’t understand why the fuck my best friend went behind my back to fuck the person I hate the most out of everybody on the fucking earth. Oh God! I knew you were a whore, but I never thought you would sacrifice our friendship for some sex.”

You couldn’t answer as you cried; for a moment, Ellie loosened her grip on your wrist, and you could see her eyes also filling with tears. You couldn’t hate yourself more at that moment.

“Why? I just want to know. There has to be an explanation for you to do this to me.”

“It meant nothing, I swear, it was just a few times, nothing serious,” you tried to excuse yourself, wiping your tears with your hands, but it was useless, they kept falling.

“Did she give you the hickey?” You sighed exhausted, looking at the other side, but she grabbed your jaw, forcing you to face her and look her in the eyes. “Answer.”

You nodded. Ellie let go of you, shaking her head, raising her hands in the air, defeated, watching you slide until you were sitting on the floor.

“Incredible… When was the last time except for the party?”

“That morning… She was the one who drove me to class; we did it on the couch. But then I ignored her once we got to class, that’s why you saw me arguing with her in the hallway.” You didn’t even know why you were giving so much explanation.

“Why are you doing this to me?”

Ellie really wanted a clear answer, but it seemed so pathetic to tell her that you were fucking Abby to mentally punish her for annoying you. It was your way of torturing her without her finding out because many things Ellie did annoyed you, especially when she didn’t do things your way. You knew perfectly well how she would react if she found out, but you never thought it would hurt you so much. You shrugged, looking at her; you didn’t know what to say, but you knew what not to say.

“I can’t see you right now,” Ellie said, grabbing her jacket and leaving the room.

“Wait, where are you going?” you asked, almost crawling to follow her. “Ellie!”

You shouted her name, but the door slamming shut was enough to make you shut up and leave you there, alone on the floor, crying, and you could have kept going if it weren’t for the sound of a phone. Ellie’s phone.

You approached the bed where it was, seeing that she was being called. Dina was calling her and also sending messages; you managed to read one above:

Dina<333

Of course, you can come to my house, but are you…

As if someone had kicked you in the stomach, you ran to the bathroom to vomit until you couldn’t anymore. You had pushed Ellie towards Dina yourself.

No, that’s not how the story should continue. Everything was going so well. After the party, Dina started ignoring Ellie all week, and she barely wondered why the raven-haired girl wasn’t talking to her like before, because Ellie was busy looking out for you.

She would leave her classes directly to find you, not giving Abby a chance to talk to you. She accompanied you at the beginning of your classes even if it meant she was late for hers… She was there for you 24/7, and it was so perfect for you. What was the mistake you made? Did you make it, or was it Abby? It was her. She ruined your precious environment and your relationship with Ellie.

At least that’s what you thought as you grabbed your keys and quickly left the house. Oh, you were going to fuck Abby. Fuck her UP.

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[astralnymphh]

how would scissoring/tribbing be with ellie😮‍💨🙏🏼

amazing. broo. if we're talking a soft!dom ellie, I think she'd first prefer you to be on top– purely cause she can guide you with ghosty touches/ barely even touch you but hover her hands over your hips like she's going to. kinda like making sure you can do it good but doesn't wanna overstep. until~ she catches you lacking and struggling to keep a steady pace, respiring through short gusts and sloppy thrusts, brows digging close together in frustration and she just, "babe, lie back," in the softest–satiny voice her range can rove off her already nasally tone. can u tell I'm obsessed with her voice? anyways, she adds on, "i got it, i got it~ g'nna make you feel so damn good, just relax baby." while waxing her fingers through the side of your scalp, palm resting easy on your cheek.

rough!dom / horndog!ellie tho.. uhh.. yeah no. immediately she's on top. and her hips play a mean game. pumps so good at one moment, scissoring your sticky labia open and gliding a circle shape with her pelvis on your clit. coos a grumbly, "pussy feels s'good– but tell me, what's better. my cock, or m'pussy? hmm? one answer babe." while branding bowed shapes in your asscheeks with her shallow talons. then, right when you're about to spill over and release, her hips either halt or lift off completely. she marvels in the way you get all grumpy and beck your hips in chase of hers, only egging her to back away. also is more likely to do it in risky situations!! hope this is satisfactory, anon 😫😫my brains dying

my complimentary pics of ellies back I took (no cuz her back would flex and look so hot while bashing her pussy on yours lbr)

[causeimhappinesss]

On his backseat (Joel Miller x reader)

Warning: smut, age gap (reader in her 20s), unprotected sex, slight breeding kink + wrap your biscuit, please

Disclaimer: English isn't my native language (I'm french), so you can correct me if you spot some mistakes :)

Bonus: a meme at the end

*

All day long, a crazy tension had built up between you and Joel, at first for a silly little thing, but he refused to agree with you, when you were absolutely right. Then, the tension had built up so much between the two of you, that it had metamorphosed and soon, the older man's hands had been wandering, though discreet.

“I'm going to go. I'm leaving you and don't kill each other!” Ellie joked.

With these words, she slammed the door of the car you had repaired and leaved the garage you had just entered. You would even say that she was running away from you, undoubtedly uncomfortable because of the tension that had gradually built up in the car, but which she probably didn't imagine would be sexual. From time to time, when Ellie was reading one of his comics, he had kept his hand on your thigh, which he stroked, knowing what effect it had on you. She had preferred to leave as soon as possible and give you time to explain yourself with Miller, while she rested in the house where you had taken up residence for two days, the time to search this cute town from top to bottom. Once she was inside the mansion, you turned your attention to your lover... Of course, Ellie didn't know the true nature of your relationship: friend by day, sexfriend by night.

"Well... would it kill you to admit I was right about that damn alarm?"

"You weren't right. We should have been more careful..." he growled.

"Oh yeah, sure, and spend three hours on an alarm system to disconnect it, when it doesn't even take us ten minutes to get all the weapons back." you retorted, sarcastically.

Miller grumbled, but the sound of it brought a smile to your face, because the old man always made you laugh one way or another. Then he met your eyes and a glint of mischief flashed in his eyes. You slid a hand over his chest and felt his heartbeat under your palm; a sensation you'll never forget. His lips parted, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes to know the moment. Your fingers slid over his warm skin in gentle caresses as you admired the masculine beauty of his body. Then your phalanges slid lower and traced the contours of his abs. A sigh escaped from his lips, which pushed you to unbuckle his seat belt, then the one holding his pants, which you made fall. Its excitation was felt, a bump formed in its boxer, that you touched with malice, before releasing it from this confined space.

A wave of heat ran through you as you wrapped your hand around his member, feeling the velvety texture of his skin. You began slow and gentle back and forth movements, under the spell of the intensity present in his eyes. Joel gasped, so that his hands clutched your hips as you increased the pressure in my movements. Your free hand explored the skin of his chest, then his thighs, until you felt his breath catch. You peppered him with kisses until his desire stretched like a bow.

"Baby..." he growled, sliding a hand into your hairline.

Your heart pounded against your rib cage as you knelt on the car seat, staring at your partner. Your fingers kept on caressing him skillfully, being the source of the accumulation of pleasure in his belly. Slight grunts broke through the barrier of his lips and made your hair stand on end. God knows how beautiful he was, that expression of desire portrayed on his face, eyebrows furrowed, sweat beading his gray brows. Again, you stared at his body, admiring his chiseled abs and broad chest, before lingering on the throbbing erection before you. Then, you wrapped his length in your wet mouth. You felt him harden further and moan in response to your movements, so much so that his hips undulated. Your tongue ran along his member, while your lips worked their magic around him. His hands tangled in your hair as you titillated him, encouraging his pleasure, so that he struggled to contain himself. Your tongue played with his red tip and his whole member throbbed in your mouth, as if he was already approaching orgasm. Yet you knew Joel wouldn't accept such a thing; he was always holding back to make you cum first.

"Fuck... You're going to drive me crazy..."

Soon, you could no longer contain your desire and you gave in to your desires. You climbed onto his thighs and felt the heat radiate between your boiling bodies. You undulated your hips over his boner and placed kisses on his neck, before you rubbed yourself on one of his muscular thighs. Your movements became frantic and desperate, as if the world was about to end another time.

The warm night air washed over your skin, but the coolness inside the car was gentle. Your heart was pounding, a delicious mixture of desire and fear... The fear of getting caught with your hand in the cookie jar. Joel wrapped his strong arms around your waist and pressed his lips to your neck. You moaned softly, your body aching deliciously from his touch. Your hands clutched at his shirt, pulling him to feel his body closer to yours. His lips follow yours in a fiery kiss. Electric sparks flew through you with each touch and caress.

Dizzy with desire, you pulled him into the backseat. His hands peeled away layers of you as you mimicked him between feverish kisses. Soon you were naked, on your knees, with your butt against him, giving him a magnificent view of your pussy. With his experienced fingers, he teased your clitoris, with which he played, while stroking your breasts. You were already wet and ready for him, but you felt no shame. Sex was one of the pleasures still present on this earth, especially when you were on the road like you. And your body knew full well that you were meant to fuck with him, it worked so well between the two of you... The pleasure climbed and your first moans of pleasure echoed through the cabin, as your fingers gripped the fabric of the backseat.

"Joel..."

He also knew what rhythm to take with your clit; he was playing with your emotions and your body. When he felt you on the verge of orgasm, he stopped and you squealed. Before you knew it, his warm tongue slid along your labia, drawing the contours of your clitoris, then one of his fingers brushed the entrance to your vagina. Another moan of pleasure forced its way through your lips and you nearly collapsed forward, but her strong arms held your thighs back.

"You taste like honey... I could eat your pussy all night..."

Your heart was pounding, banging against your ribcage violently, so you were begging him to make you reach nirvana. Without delay, the orgasm hit you full force, your legs shook and the euphoria poured into your veins in the form of powerful waves of shivers.

Then, with his hands on your hips, his cock pushed into you, drawing a moan of pleasure from you as he grunted. You were so tight and hot that he threw his head back for two seconds, his jaw clenched, and then he watched your two sexes joined together; an erotic sight that made him shudder. It was as if your pussy had been molded for his thick, long cock. A perfection he relished and enjoyed as often as possible. Finally, he moved inside you, a touch that filled you with more desire, made you quiver and tremble. Nothing else mattered at that moment; just you and the sweet union of your bodies. Your bodies moved together in perfect rhythm, the sound of your labored breaths filling the air of the car. The sound of wet skin slapping accompanied your song of pleasure, which you tried to restrain, to avoid Ellie from hearing you, just in case.

"Oh shit... Joel... Don't stop..."

"I don't plan on stopping..." he whispered in your ear, in a suave voice.

You held on to this moment and let his love consume you in your wholeness. You were enjoying the moment, knowing that it won't last forever. For now, you were loving the delicious sensation he was producing in your lower abdomen. His powerful hands, anchored on your waist, drew you closer to him, your back against his chest, in a carnal embrace.

Without ever ceasing his sinful movements inside me, his lips traveled the delicate skin of your neck, your faces illuminated by the moonlight, resulting in a romantic and intimate atmosphere...

"Fill me up... Don't pull out..." you moaned.

"Oh God..." he growled. He was aware that cumming inside you was a bad idea, it wasn't like you were taking birth control, but the idea of his cum filling your hot, wet pussy amplified his pleasure. He was already picturing you with a nice round belly once you got back to Tommy's.

The excitement of getting caught fed the burning fire in your veins. You made the moment last as long as possible, until you both climaxed with moans. Your pussy pulsed around his thick cock and milk him dry. Your heart was pounding, beads of sweat ran down your skin and you were shaking. His seed spilled into you as his hot breath rushed down your neck.

*

Sorry, Ellie... For the backseat you're gonna spend another bunch of hours on.

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[siremasterlawrence]

The Handler’s Red Carpet Express 3 & 4

The success of my launch party with BAFTA aid is week known so my appearance at the lots of many Hollywood executives soon lead to submissions galore.

Part 1 - 2

Tyler Hoechlin is magnetic walking across the red carpet tonight something has gotten into him that my spirit driving him ever on forward.

He smiles so bright the light glistening on his teeth he blows me the camera a kiss he is waving his hand and demanding so much attention.

No one has ever seen him so happy with the camera men before taking one position like pose one way other than that and the crowd is so exciting.

The lights of the camera crew flashes going on blinding him in a fleeing sea of lights on and off clicking away the sound messing with his head.

Everything begin to slow down to a cruel a heavy weight off his body is unleash in a shocking wave hitting him head on in a life of fire.

Another hot, sexy and beautiful steadily sturdy stud man stops next to him with love, light, power and passion consuming him in a white glow.

He spun a bit feeling the man’s arms on his shoulders letting it spread over the man’s entire width groping it he yanks him closer to his body.

The flashing conquers both wiping away all fears, worries and desires because all they can do is wait for further commands to be given.

The other man is former Titans star known as Brenton Thwaites is in the mood as well as I notice a cock sprang forward in his suit pants.

The active flesh overacting into a myriad of cum explosion his facial expression are trying to hide as his brain cell die out on live tv.

My reporter walks straight forward toward them as the crowd is pumped for this super star studded event and Tyler follows suit ok cumming.

The man guides them to side by the red and gold blinds shoving them in playfully as they join the ranks of my loyal Hollywood pets or slaves which ever you prefer.

Inside there is a long set of stairs to the base of the bottom floor they both descend down the swirling staircase. Meanwhile two Men appearColton Haynes is at the welcoming desk he is getting a champagne glass as he takes a sip he can see silhouette in the shade of yeh red and gold blinds.

Australia star Brenton Thwaites walks on to the scene and soon the world stops making sense of anything and everything in utter life’s existence.

“Hey Colton over here buddy…what’s up?” Brenton yells at him.

“Hey Brenton! Waiting for the festivities?” Colton asks.

“Hell Yeah!” He says prepped for a high five.

“So do you even know what this is about?”

“To be honest no clue”

“Me Either! I am not sure why but…”

“You felt compacted to come”

“Exactly “

“Same here”

“Things are shaking up “

“You noticed then”

“I kind of like it actually I am embracing it”

“You are embracing your darkness”

“Oh God! Why am so hot?l

“Me too…I feel wet”

“Fuck”

“Ffffuuuuccccckkkk”

“Gentlemen! Excuse me ! Follow me please “

Part 3 - 4

The time for fun has come and gone so the real party begins when Tom Ellis gets hit with a spotlight encroaching on him ever so closer.

Stephen Amell is standing right next to him in surprise they both stare at the crowd in a cool style give a shrug with their shoulders in disbelief

“Oh How Cute? Two best pals”

“Who is this?”

“Is this a prank”

“Trick Or Treat”

“Neither! Fuck Off”

“Mwahahahahaha “

“Sinister laugh you got their pal”

“I’m aware it’s just for you “

“My two good fellows…do me a favor and”

“I said to fuck ….”

“SLEEP”

“Ooooohhhh Mmmyyyy Goooodddd”

“The audience gasps”

“Perform routine debauchery”

“Yes Master!”

They start to smile hands on each other in a warm embrace, a jaw dropping kiss, clothes disrobing in to the air, and most importantly a whip transports in to Tom’s hand and he whips his pals ass till it is red.

“Thank you and goodnight everyone “

“Say goodnight guys “

“Goodnight friends “

“Take A Bow”

They take a bow disappearing into the night in a flash of smoke slowly filling the room to the top and memory of this event is erased throughout the world.

“Enjoy your stay Mr. Evans” the hotel bell hop says to an exhausted Chris.

He fell a sleep unknowingly ceiling his faith at the Circus Hotel chain with a bright smile to his face his expression is silly after the night he had.

A strange looking clown pops out undoing his pants slowly stripping him and the lifting him into his arms and pressing the elevator to the basement.

“Master Lawrence, Chris is E is fast a sleep for you.”

“Place him in the elevator shaft “

“Press basement, clear the room of any and all evidence.”

“Yes Master”

“We are leaving now”

“Too perfect “

The elevator door descending to the cellar of the basement takes its time lights up in all manner of collar stirring Chris awake as he rubs his eyes.

Chris comes to laying on the floor he sat up placing his back to the wall his laborious breathing lessons and he returns to a sight for me.

He starts to widen his mouth into a smile and he cracks up hilariously for the world to see in this video he stands up bouncing wall to wall.

“Hahahahahahaha…the fuck…what is so…”

“Soooooohhhhhaaaa….i am going insane”

“Nah! It’s normal “ a voice comes from the speaker”

“The elevator is talking…hahahaha”

“Funny”

“It’s right this natural and right “

“Chris Hemsworth”

“Wawwhhhaaaattt” he answers in slumber as his body rises.

“Stand by the wall”

“Yes”

The wall at the touch of his back spins him to the opposite side of the wall into the shaft to join his friend.

“Barrel of laughs you two”

“Why are we laughing”

“I don’t know “

“It feels good though”

“Give in”

“Let’s go mad together “

“We can’t stop it”

“We can’t help it”

“Aaaahhhh…ooooohhhhh….aaahhhhh…babe….mmmmnnnnn….ffffuuucccckkkk….yyyyyyyyyeeeeaaaaahhhhhhh.”

The end

[darthvadersinhaler]

The Godly parents of the Rosewood Chronicles characters (Percy Jackson AU)

Nobody is going to see this lmao but I've been thinking about it for a while, so I might as well get all my thoughts out. This is what happens when my two hyperfixations come together into one :)

Lottie Pumpkin: Demeter. I feel like since Lottie is such a nurturing character, she would do well in Demeter cabin where they grow plants and stuff like that. Also, in the books Lottie is said to have a connection to the Rose Wood forest as well. I feel like that’s very on brand for a child of Demeter to have a connection to the surrounding nature. Lottie would love helping grow different flowers and fruits at Camp Half Blood and would prefer to not go on quests. If Lottie were to go on a quest, she'd use a bow and arrow.

Ellie Wolf: Zeus. I don’t know if it’s just because Ellie gives total Thalia Grace vibes (they literally are the same person in different fonts) but I feel like Ellie would be a daughter of Zeus. Ellie would understand the pressure of being a child of one of the Big Three as well as daughter of the king of the gods. Also imagining Ellie with lightning powers is so cool. Like, every time Ellie loses her temper, she would start to summon sparks of lightning and stuff. Ellie would love the freedom and adventure that comes with going on quests, she’d even go as far to tag along on quests that weren’t for her. Would take capture the flag WAY too seriously. Ellie would also be a really good swordsman.

Jamie Volk: Hades. I have to admit, I didn’t really know who to put for Jamie, but I decided on Hades. I feel like it makes since for Jamie to be a child of the Big Three since he’s the heir to the throne of Maradova in the books, so he would have a lot of power. I also feel like since Jamie’s backstory is a big deal for him in the books, once he found out about his true parentage, he’d try to summon the ghost of his mother Hirana the way Nico did with Bianca. If Jamie went to Camp Jupiter, he’d definitely be a Praetor. Jamie wouldn’t like going on quests that much, but recognizes it as his duty. After a while of serving the gods, getting nearly killed a million times while on quests for the gods, he’d start to turn against the gods. Would always beat other campers in capture the flag/war games. Most of the time, Jamie would just summon the dead in a fight, but he's also really good with all weapons, since he's Praetor.

Anastacia Alcroft: Aphrodite. Listen, Ani would charmspeak the fuck out of people to get whatever she wants. In the books, she’s stated to be extremely beautiful and she cares a lot about appearance (her hair), so I think Aphrodite fits her. Anastacia would be known around Camp Half Blood for also being a really good swordsman. She doesn’t really like going on quests, since she’s not a big fan of serving the gods.

Saskia San Martin: Ares. My thoughts around this are mostly because I thought it would be cute if she was a daughter of Ares and Ani was the daughter of Aphrodite. Saskia would have heightened battle instincts and would easily beat anyone in a fight, camper or monster. She would like quests in the sense that she gets to get rid of the monsters that keep trying to kill her, but she would HATE going on quests that benefit the gods. She hates feeling like she'd just a tool of the gods, and would eventually betray Camp Half Blood to try to take down the gods. Eventually, she would be brought back to the good side, and she would rekindle her relationship with Anastacia, then they would spend the rest of their lives together at Camp Jupiter in New Rome.

Binah Fae: Athena. If you thought Binah was going to be anything other than a child of Athena, you’ve sadly mistaken. Binah loves knowledge; it makes sense for her to be the daughter of the goddess of wisdom. Binah would love helping campers out with quests and other general demigod stuff. She'd definitely be camp counselor, even if she's not the oldest one in Athena cabin. She’d weirdly be on good terms with most (if not all) of the gods. Binah would be able to guess who a camper’s godly parent is before they even get claimed. It’d be like a little game for her. Even Binah's siblings would be amazed at how much knowledge she has. Would be an amazing strategist, and would always win in capture the flag. She doesn’t mind being put on quest, since she likes helping other demigods. She’s also just really reliable to the gods. If on a quest, Binah would mostly use her wits and battle strategy to outsmart any monster she comes across, but will use a knife as a last resort (I feel like she would like the precision a knife would bring in a fight).

Raphael Wilcox: Dionysus. Dionysus is literally the god of theater. End of story. I thought about making Raph the son of Apollo, and honestly, I'm still on the fence with the decison to make Raph a son of Dionysus. Imagining Raphael at Camp Half Blood and him interacting with Mr. D is just too ridiculous of an image-

Either way, Raphael would not like going on quests. He definitely does not want to get killed by a monster. Raphael would also be a very good archer. He'd spend a lot of his time at Camp Half Blood in the amphitheater, putting on plays for the whole camp to watch, with his friends from Apollo cabin, and his own siblings. He'd be closer friends with Rio (child of Dionysus), and Miko (daughter of Apollo). He'd also like to play very romantic, comedic characters in the plays, trying to get the attention of one Ollie Moreno. . .

Ollie Moreno: Hebe. I couldn't really think of anything else for Ollie. Hebe is the goddess of youth I believe, and I feel like that's perfect for Ollie. Throughout the Rosewood Chronicles, Ollie is the character that reminds Lottie of childhood, and is always described as having a baby face. Also, Ollie just have a very youthful vibe, yk? Like he's always making jokes and being super sweet and stuff.

Percy Butter: Hypnos. Idk. He just kinda gives me a sleepy vibe. I think that this boy deserves to rest.

Lola and Micky Tompkins: Hebe. Lola and Micky remind me of two little children. They just have such a wholesome, child-like vibe, so I think they would both fit into Hebe cabin.

Sayuri Chiba: Bellona. Maybe I'm just saying this because Sayuri is literally a copy-and-paste of Reyna from HoO, but I'm gonna go with Bellona, Roman goddess of war. Sayuri would also def. become a Praetor. Like Jamie, Sayuri is a natural leader and inspires unity within the legion. Jamie and Sayuri would have a similar bond to Reyna and Jason, but without the romantic aspect (can you tell how much I wish we got to have more sayuri and jamie interactions in the books? I like to think that they became closer friends after PEA, when jamie and haru got together. they like to talk about how ridiculous everybody else is. they have gossip sessions together. i love them <3). I think that Sayuri would enjoy quests in the sense that it makes her feel like she's making a difference/impact on the lives of her fellow demigods. Sayuri would fight monster off with a club (like the baseball bat she uses as the pink demon), but she'd also be able to fight really well with a sword.

Haru Hinamori: Aphrodite. I ALMOST put Haru in Hermes cabin, but I think I was just thinking that because Haru lowkey gives me Luke Castellan vibes (unfortunately). . . . Anyways! I decided on Aphrodite cabin, since everyone fell for Haru's charms so easily in the books. Haru would also be able to charmspeak people into doing his bidding during his time when he was fighting against the gods. If we're going with the idea that Jamie and Sayuri go to Camp Jupiter, Haru would meet Jamie since he's childhood friends with Sayuri, and he met Jamie when Jamie and Sayuri first became Praetors together.

Emelia Malouf: Nemesis. Nemesis is the goddess of revenge, and I think that's very fitting for Emelia. She spends most of the RWCH fighting to get revenge on Claude for destroying her life, and that kinda drive would be perfect as a child of Nemesis. I feel like, once Emelia has gotten revenge on whoever has made her life a living hell, she'd join the Hunters of Artemis, and help hunt monsters. I don't think that Emelia would like the setting of Camp Half Blood much, so she'd enjoy being able to get away from CHB with the rest of the Hunters and goddess Artemis.

-I'm just gonna add these last three on, because I don't really have much to say about them:

Wei Li: Athena.

Rio Santos: Dionysus.

Miko Hanajima: Apollo.

[bittersweet-adagio]

i finally did my oc pinterest boards… also i have tiny info on them to go along with it!!!

khoi’s board

gothic vampire-y style????

half because he enjoys the style half because guardian lycos prefers he wears this style

he actually has pierced ears as well i’ve just never drawn it or mentioned it LMAO

ivan and marshall lee mostly inspired his character. like if ivan and marshall lee had a baby???? marshall lee because of his like nonchalant cool whatever whatever silliness (+ parental issues) and ivan because. love idk how to explain

sai’s board

visual kei. i know it might be a little hard to differentiate from khoi but i PROMISE they are so different. think of a lot of accessories for sai but less for khoi.

this board has more pins than the rest. this is because sai is canonically a demiboy and doesn’t mind dressing femininely. there are sections for masculine and feminine outfits. (i still kept his ID number as 01 since i felt like ??? ehh idk about putting them as a diff number…)

they kind of like dressing up but sometimes the accessories start messing with him and they stop liking it so much. guardian lavan treats him like a doll.

all the makeup in the costume concepts yes they would wear that

vincent (dead plate) and yuri (ddlc) inspired his character. take that as you will honestly i’m not elaborating

ellie’s board

princess cutesy fairy i love life silly whimsical fun

guardian shui and ellie spent a while discussing what ellie would want to dress up as for shoots and such and they decided this would be what they both agreed on and wanted.

loves jewelry and bows!!! she has pierced ears plus she wears crowns

tsukasa tenma and ocean o’connell rosenberg inspired her character. her judginess and “I AM ALWAYS NUMBER ONE” attitude comes from ocean and her whimsical teehee silly confidence comes from tsukasa

vera’s board

very vintage but very cute at the same time

SHE HATES DRESSING THIS WAY but at least she looks cute and she doesn’t really complain about it because guardian kora would flip out

she finds the accessories really uncomfortable and would much rather wear clothes she makes herself

sara chidouin and mari (omori) inspired her character because of leadership potential, sisterly/motherly behavior, perfectionism, and um… other things…

the inspiration characters are also pretty light inspo i think??? not really??? i have no idea

this is for like photoshoots and such and MAYBE costumes they’d wear on stage but uh yeah you guys can uhhh tell me how you feel about these yayyy enjoy

[crypttaphophobia]

I really need to start sharing my weird ass TOH au I have

It’s a very l o o s e The Last Of Us x The Owl House AU in basics like

Emperors Coven is now a Branch off of the Fireflies with completely f’d goals (thanks belos).

Belos wants to use the Cordyceps fungus to further “human evolution” (man is committing multiple crimes in human experimentation) and has some how made it WORSE

The emperors coven is known as the “Torchlights” (creative I know right/s) And now our coven heads (+Camilla) are now Head Scientists/Doctors/Security

Camilla is part of the Torchlights because of Luz, similar to Ellie she is immune and Belos said to Camilla that he’ll let her live as long as Camilla does what she’s told. She works with any animals based subjects (since she is a vet in canon)

Luz’s story line with Eda and the others is her canon development mashed with Ellie and Joel’s. She escapes the Torchlight facility and Meets Eda and who is traveling West to the primary Torchlight facility at the invite of Raine Whispers (They are requesting her assistance to actually retrieve Luz to get Camilla and her out of there before Them, Darius and Eber enact their take down of the Torchlights, They where shocked to see that Eda had already had her with her. Saves the trip back I guess)

Lilith, Willow, Gus, and Amity are all residents in a safe zone similar to the one Tommy had going. Lilith is an ex-torch light here, cause of it her and Eda’s relationship is strained.

Eda isn’t cursed here but she was thrown into testing cause of Lilith, and she was lucky to get out unscathed. That and she may have left eda to literally die multiple times via hordes of infected.

Lilith doesn’t join the travel party till later. Willow, Gus and Amity jump at the opportunity to get out of the safe zone, having all spent their entire lives in it. Amity and Luz still have that beginning conflict, but hand to hand combat. Amity is like convinced this girl is gonna dies, she can’t fight, she can’t barely shoot. Amity wins their scuffle and it goes pretty similar to canons but it’s more of “you’ll never make it out there. Admit it” and “I wouldn’t, but I’m still gonna try.”

Gus is a stealth master STRAIGHT UP. This man could sneak by infected no problem (and people too) he’s a melee master, shank central.

Willow has learned as much medical know how as she can, one of her dads being one of the medics for the safe zone. She uses her knowledge of nature to her advantage. She can think of 50 ways to poison you with local fauna, or she can literally surplex you cause buff willow supremacy. She knows her way around a gun when needed. She takes up Teaching Luz how to shoot with just a hand gun cause eda only has a shot gun and rifle and it wasn’t going well.

Amity.. Amity is definitely interesting in this AU. She’s definitely smart and sharp as a tack, and a skilled sharp shooter but she definitely prefers a bow and arrow. Hunting professional (Ed and Emira Taught her) despite her age she’s part of the hunting parties and stuff and is seen as a very established citizen with her family. Odalia and Edric are basically the same, they where high class before all this went down and Odalia is still trying to be. Alador is still building things, straight up an engineer. Amity and willows situation is still pretty much the same.

Hunter,, my poor boy. He’s still a clone by technicality. He’s technically Evelyn and Caleb’s kid.. but like he’s made from “genetic material” belos has frozen and uses to basically keep making these ‘kids’. Hunter is like the 12th one to happen. Is the oldest one. (Most never lived past 3 and usually their where 2 or 3 at a time. But Hunter is an only kid atm.) he’s still 16 here. A literal walking experiment, he is immune like Luz but holds a altered strain connected to one belos has placed in himself and allows him to basically fuck with his mind. (And control it if needed but it’d nearly kill hunter.) He was basically a child soldier until the Hexsquad basically snatched his ass and he had to choose between being mauled by clicker or joining this weird found family. He’s secretly a NERD.

Flapjack, Hooty and King are here as HUMANS. Hooty is this weird lanky dude that travels with eda until they get to the safe zone, he stays with Lilith until they meet back up later. Flapjack was a doctor that was close with Caleb and Evelyn! And has been keeping close tabs on hunter. Came looking for him when he went missing, becoming yet another me member of the strange group. King is a little kid Eda found and has been raising as her own!

I have so much but it’s a whole lot and I’d love to see if y’all would wanna see content of this!

[bloodyknucklesforme]

Nina's Style

I made a Pintrest board for Nina so here's a post about her clothes, jewelry, accessories ect.

Nina prefers lights and colors in all her clothes. It's only when she's really upset that she wears darker colors aka mostly Johnny's clothes

She's very feminine in her style day to day. She likes lace, frills, bows, hearts, florals, pastels, dainty things.

Big top, little bottom always.

Loves skirts, she has so many now. Mini skirts are her (and Johnny's) favorites.

Big sweaters over the mini skirts always. She has amassed quite the collection of vintage sweaters. A bunch of plain colored ones, pastoral scenes and a couple funky ones like a handmade shaun the sheep sweater she found at Oxfam. She and Johnny also have matching Scotland flag sweaters his mum gifted.

No skinny jeans ever. She doesn't like the constriction. She likes her wide legged pants and wide legged pants only.

She collects socks. She likes ones with little patterns or designs like fruits or flowers or something weirder like her pair that's just symbols of good luck all over them. Crew socks are her preferred style. Everyone always gets her socks as little gifts and she loves it.

Her two favorite shoes are her plain white tennis shoes that Price bought her when she first arrived in London and a pair of black mary-janes Johnny got her. She has one pair of heels that are for special occasions, they make her the same height as Johnny and she likes when she doesn't have to stretch to kiss him.

When it's a bit chiller she likes doing a t shirt with a spaghetti or thin strapped dress over top.

Her day to day bag is just a big tote bag. She is very meticulous about what goes in it and Johnny complains that it weighs to much. She normally keeps 2-3 books plus her journal in there so he's not wrong.

She gets a lot of inspiration from pintrest and tik tok, her phone is just loaded with screenshots of social media posts.

She likes the style of jelly nails where it's almost translucent. She does pink a lot but will sometimes do a neutral or blue.

Makeup she's pretty simple. She likes lip gloss a lot and blush. She wears lipstick if Johnny is about to leave because she thinks its funny to leave him covered with it (he tries to keep it on as long as possible). She doesn't do anything impressive mostly because she never learned, just some smudged up eyeliner and mascara most days.

Perfume wise she likes florals and gourmand scents. Her favorites are Tocca's Cleopatra, Ellis Brooklyn's Sweet (Johnny's personal favorite) and a vanilla perfume oil she picked up in a boutique.

Big time lingerie girl. She likes to wear matching sets and Johnny will always oblige her when she mentions she finds a set pretty in store or online. (it's a little out of hand but Johnny always takes a set or two with him when on missions)

She doesn't have a lot of jewelry but her favorites are: a vintage gold necklace with a bar of soap charm, a pair of gold hoops, a curb chain bracelet and a 'I promise I'm going to marry you one day' ring Johnny got her for their six month anniversary.

[crackinglamb]

WIP Whenever

Tagged by @fadedsweater (like two weeks ago, ack), @theluckywizard and @anneapocalypse, thank you all! 💕

Tagging @ir0n-angel, @effelants, @lilbittymonster, @the-desert-dancer, @chrideart, @fiadhaisteach, @mogwaei and @serial-chillr. No pressure.

Biggest WIP right now is getting my back where it's supposed to be. Preferably without torquing my leg muscles into pretzels. Which is why I haven't been writing as much as usual. HOWEVER, the muse returned after months away at the war and I've gotten back into a groove this week with WG. Have a bit of HLTA, Imogen style.

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“Ahh, a visitor,” a bodiless voice said, reverberating through the space. “Welcome, Imogen McLean. I have long been expecting you.”

Imogen stood tall, her hand halfway to her bow over her shoulder. “I told you that someday I would come, and I would cut you down to size.”

“I remember,” the voice of the Nightmare replied. “You are brave to enter this realm, and I salute you for it. But do not think I cannot feel your fear, even now. The fear of failure, of exhaustion and despair.” The demon laughed. It was a rich, rolling sound that felt like it should shake the ground, and yet it remained stable beneath her feet. “Come then, take your gift if you dare. I know you have sought it.”

“What is it talking about, Genny?” Hawke asked, her staff already held in her hands, ready at a moment’s notice to cast or swing like a cudgel.

“I’m missing the memory of how I got to Thedas. I’ve always known the Nightmare took it.”

“I took more from you than that, little fly,” the Nightmare taunted.

All at once she remembered Geldauran calling her that. A little fly caught in the web of something larger. Why is it always the Maker damned spiders? One of three last lines of a sacrificed Champion. It gave her strength now, feeling Hawke’s presence at her shoulder, while Solas stood at the other. Her friends gathered around her, fighting willingly at her behest. She was not powerless here. She would not give in to fear.

“Hmm, the very definition of bravery,” the Nightmare said as if she’d spoken the thought aloud. “But I am remiss, for you have brought company with you on this visit. The one who feels my voice creep up his spine into his head, the one who fears to mirror his past, the one who fears the opposite of death, the one who could not save anyone and...ah, yes, the harellan. Greetings.”

She ran the list through her head, identifying each member of her squad as their fears were named. Bull, Dorian, Terisin, Elly and Solas. The only one she wasn’t familiar with was Ter’s, but she could guess at it. Kal-Sharok had changed him, and now he was no longer a mere mortal. He would likely outlive everyone he knew and loved. Immortality was not a blessing, but a curse.

“Just words,” she said softly to her companions. “It wants to throw us off, make us think of these things so it can feed off them. Focus.”

“We once spoke on the nature of killing an idea, did we not, Inquisitor?” the Nightmare said. “It was an entertaining exchange.”

“I’m sure it was,” she called out into the expanse of green fog and glittering black stone. “But you will get no fuel from me now. As you might recall, I believe that was also when I told you that repetition dulls the experience of you. You have no power over me that matters.”

“Perhaps not. But you are not the only one here.”

“And you have yet to show your ugly face. Which one of us is afraid?”

[jackiesarch]

hello hi im late but. ❤️💔🔺👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 for maura pls :>

❤️ RED HEART — what are three of your oc's positive traits?

OPSTIMISTIC — Maura’s the perpetual optimist. She always has been. Even in the midst of a global, apocalyptic outbreak event, she still manages to see the glass half full. It’s probably annoying to some of the people around her, but it’s the reason she survives. It’s the reason she survives the outbreak, survives the Quarantine Zone, survives captivity, and survives running for her life; the light at the end of the tunnel kept her waking up every single morning to face another day.

COMPASSIONATE — There’s good in everyone, Maura thinks — even the people that held her captive and tried to break her spirit. Working as a paramedic (and later as de facto doctor in Jackson) has opened her already giant heart to just about everything. She’s a natural caregiver, even to her own detriment, and all she wants to do is ease suffering. It’s all she’s ever wanted.

SOCIABLE — She just loves people. Like, so much. Maura’s a talker, a conversationalist, a warm presence in a not so warm world. She loves her work, because it means she gets to talk to just about everyone in Jackson at one time or another, and honestly? They’re better off for it too. She makes people feel welcome and wanted, even if just because she knows how to make small talk.

💔 BROKEN HEART — what are three of your oc's negative traits?

NAÏVE — As much as her optimism and compassion serves her well, it also opens her up to danger. In all honesty, Maura is incredibly naive. She believes the best of people, even when the best doesn’t exist in them. That bit in Pittsburgh, when Joel and Ellie are flagged down by the hunter pretending to be hurt? Maura believes that. Maura trusts that. And trusting everyone is what gets her held captive by a group of hunters for a little over a decade.

COWARDLY — Maura endures things because she is afraid. Once she’s settled in Jackson, the people who found her ask her why she stayed with the hunters for so long. Why didn’t she run sooner? Why did it take ten years? Why? As embarrassed as she is to admit it, the reason is that she never had the courage to. She allowed herself to be used for so long because she was afraid of what would happen if she tried to leave. That’s not the only example of cowardice getting the better of her, but it’s certainly the biggest — and something she knows she needs to learn from.

SELFLESS — I hate to use something perceived as a “good” trait like this is a job interview, but when I say her selflessness is a negative trait, I mean selflessness in the most unhealthy way. Maura is kind to people and gives whatever she can to help them, but she doesn’t know when to stop. She’s never known when to stop. That viral quote about someone overwatering flowers because they didn’t know when to stop giving? That’s Maura. She’ll drain herself for another person if they let her.

🔺 RED TRIANGLE POINTED UP — does your oc know how to use any weapons?

God bless her, but not really. Maura is so deeply conflicted averse and for so long didn’t even have access to a weapon that her skills are severely neglected. She did learn basic firearm handling at the beginning of the outbreak when she started working for FEDRA in the QZ, but those skills are so rusty by the time she’s settled in Jackson and made a life for herself that it’s almost as if she never learned at all.

Tommy did teach her how to use a bow, and it definitely suits her more. She just prefers to never have to use it — and lucky for her, she’s never really had to.

👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 FAMILY WITH MOTHER, FATHER, SON AND DAUGHTER — how many people are in your oc's immediate family? how many people are in your oc's extended family? do they have aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, etc? who in their family are they closest with? are they close with their birth family, or do they have a found family?

Maura’s birth family was always really small. Her mom, Hazel, was a young, single mother, and Maura was her only child. Maura never knew her dad — not even his name — and the only other family member she knew was her grandmother, who passed away when she was a teenager. For a really long time, Maura’s family is just her and her mom. No aunts, no uncles, no cousins. Just her and her mom, and she is deeply close with her mom.

Hazel dies in the initial outbreak (at least Maura thinks she does — she never gets to find out one way or another), and it’s the family she finds that fills the void in her heart.

There’s Zach, a man she meets during her time with the hunters. He’s part of their group, but he doesn’t belong a bit, and he’s ultimately the person who encourages her to escape, even though it means leaving him behind. In a different world, she and Zach would have fallen in love, but this version of reality wasn’t as kind to them. She never sees him again and isn’t sure he’s even alive after her escape.

Tommy quickly becomes her best friend when she finds herself in Jackson, and then, after disgusting amounts of pining, her partner. She marries him five years before the game events, and he is easily the most important puzzle piece of her found family. He’s her everything — confidant, cheerleader, guiding light.

And of course, there’s @corvosattano’s Maxine, who becomes something like a sister to her, and not just because she’s her sister-in-law. Maxine is everything Maura isn’t, and it’s their differences that make them click so well. Maura admires her strength, her courage, her quiet bravery and determination. I don’t think Max would say any of those things about herself ever, but Maura sees them in her, and she loves her for them. (Sorry to wax poetic, Macy. I miss them.)

There’s plenty of other members of that found family, of course, but those three are the ones that shaped her the most. They filled an empty, aching void in her chest when she needed it most.

[zaradrawsyourmom]

So…gonna talk abt these designs…just a lil bit…just a tiny smudge of commentary….the teeniest tiiiineist bit….

-I’m not a big fan of Cure Sky’s cape. I can hear everyone in the replies right now….but hear me out. The red-on blue cape doesn’t really fit with her blue and pinkish purple color scheme. They could’ve made a white cape….or a warm pink? They could’ve even done a blue-pink two tone ombré cape…? Idk. Just a thought. Also the angel wing-thingies on each side of her head? Hate those with a passion. It literally made me say “OH COME ON..” they should’ve done those lil angel wing-hair clips for her hair (picture 2☝🏾) they’re adorbs!

-Cure Prism is probably one of my favorites out of the main cast! Her hair’s a bit too long tho, would’ve preferred a bit shorter hair. Also the little opening in her frilly skirt with the dark blue and yellow star kinda annoys me. Also also, what the heck were they thinking when they designed that bow on her head. I would’ve liked if she had the bow in the back of her hair and maybe it could’ve been a translucent white glittery bow (picture 1).

-Princess Ellie i have a love-hate feeling about. She reminds me of Hugtan (that’s her name right?) from Hugtto Precure. I like the purple hair she has but where is her neck lmafo. That’s really it lolol

-Cure Wing. CURE. 👏🏾 WING. Oh my sweet god almighty. Ok before i violently rip them apart I’ll discuss some things i like about the design. I like the little collar they have on and the hat looks ok. And…that’s basically it…lmfaoo. Im sorry but what the ding dong diggity damn is this color scheme. I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with it but it’s not my favorite. I think Wing is supposed to be the yellow cure but they absolutely missed with the color coding. orange with yellow is acceptable, but this orange is SO dark. Does not fit with the rest of the cures at all. I would’ve preferred a lighter orange.I also hate the rat tai-I mEAN ponytail. It’s so weird looking…. And the cape. OH MY GOD the cape. It is atrocious. Yellow and teal are ok colors but you decided the best way to use them was in a cape…?? Another thing, i dont like how this design is so…orange. Not really any other colors are being used here. With the other cures, they have all sorts of diff color combos that actually fit with their designs. Cure Sky has a blue magenta thing going on that i really enjoy. This is also kinda a problem with Cure Butterfly but it’s not too much of magenta. Whoo, got off track for a bit..anyways yeah, Cure Wing, least fav design period. Pretty bad, and, dare i say, overrated. *insert boo sound effects in the background* BOO HOO ALL YOU WANT YALL’ KNOW ITS TRUE! *in sing song voice* CURE WING’S OVERRATED! CURE WING’S OVERRATED! THEY LOOK LIKE A SWEET POTATO! THEY LOOK LIKE A SWEET POTATO! (I enjoyed writing this too much lmfaooo)

-WHEW! That was a long boi. Let’s slow it down and talk about my second fav cure Cure Butterfly. Mostly i have no problem with her, good design overall, maybe they should throw in some teal for a nice fresh look. Don’t like the belt tho. And the hair color. Would’ve preferred it shorter, and no weird orange hair fade-in.

And….that’s it! Hope you enjoyed baiiii :3

[archivelondonfalling-rpg]

Things to do in London in February

VALENTINE's DAY is just around the corner. Who will your character cosy up to in those chilly days of February?

Snatch those Ellie Goulding or Carly Rae Jepsen tickets before they're gone. Or perhaps would you rather head in CAMDEN for the Rock music festival?

Dance, dine and have the time of your life. That's what Mamma Mia! The Party promises on their poster. If I were you, I wouldn't miss it.

Van Gogh : the immersive experience : Art fans and instagramers alike have been flocking to this exhibit.

If you prefer to support your contemporary artists, the ICA is celebrating their 75th anniversary. Take to the dancefloor and prepare for a spirited evening. 

The ROYAL CORONATION walking tour takes you on a trip down the history of British coronation. This is certainly something that will delight tourists and those who enjoy the quirkiness of it all. Is it the place to voice your distaste for monarchy or the new king? Who am I to say.

Head to the pub, order a schooner or a pint and enjoy the Six Nations rugby tournament with your pals !

Or, if you're more interested in good ol' football : the men's Champions league resumes on Valentine's Day, so now would be a good time to tell the love of your life about it !

Former US presidential candidate BERNIE SANDERS will be doing a book signing for "‘It’s OK to Be Angry About Capitalism" this month. If it's your character's cuppa, it would be a shame to miss it.

Last but not least, it's time for the LONDON FASHION WEEK again. If you're not invited, look out for plenty of spin-off events, after-parties and sales popping up in the city while the models strut their stuff.

Below read more : a sneak peak of the next event

Preparing for the PLOT DROP

With this NEW SEASON comes a NEW FEATURE : plot drops won't be as much as a big surprise as before, allowing your characters to prepare for events and make world building easier and smoother for all. Here are a few hints at what comes next :

THE JABBERWOCKS have just selected their new leader, Theodore Byrne, cousin to Malachi Liddell, their former leader gone missing.

These days, tongues are loosened only to advance on how to play their next card. Do they want to secure their backs or strike hard, and remind London, but especially their thieving and murdering friends that they have no intention of being replaced? Business resumes and without the treaty, nothing prevents them from selling their products on the land of the Jolly Rogers and to nibble, little by little, on this territory which once belonged to them.

The JOLLY ROGERS, meanwhile, elected by democratic and universal vote, Javier Vidal at the head of the organization. The latter not being known for half measures or for excesses of diplomacy, will invite the members of his gang to prepare for a sizeable heist on the casino (The Red Rose Casino) of their lifelong enemies. They'll take advantage of a public event to both infiltrate the party and rob the Jabberwocks of what could have been a very good evening.

As for the media, and members of the government : they'll be invited to the event personally, for the Liddell family is a corner stone of this city, and not the sort of donators you want to turn your back on.

Civilians and law enforcers will have seen the posters announcing a night to remember all over the city. Inhabited by the atmosphere of the roaring twenties, the casino will be dressed in gold and black and invite you to dance and spend the night away, so prepare your nicest dress, straighten you bow tie and join us for this decadent event !

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[keyrousse]

AO3 First Lines

tagged by @softest-punk, thank you :)

rules: post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to ao3. if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics.

1. Geralt pushes Ciri’s fist away once it connects with his hand. Ciri aims another two jabs at his hands, then gives him a sideways kick, aimed at his hip; he blocks it and nods in approval.

from "Identity"

2. He feels weariness reaching his very core. His power is surrounding him, he’s anxious to start rebuilding, but—

He’s so tired.

from "Reasons"

3. “Lucienne told me to ask you if you need anything, sir,” Matthew’s voice shakes him from his reverie, as he’s focused on creating another dream, a smile still lingering on his face after Gault’s flight.

from "Useful"

4. “I did not mean to stand you up,” Dream says slowly, looking at Hob. “I was... held back for some time, got out just recently.”

from "Reconnecting"

5. It’s like having a target painted on our backs, Adon Carre thinks, his lips pursed and brow furrowed, as he looks at the whole set up: the three armoured vehicles, over twenty law enforcement officers and a government-issued cargo plane.

from "Consequences"

6. The Doctor doesn’t speak at all after they land somewhere remote to prepare the Master’s funeral. Jack and Martha help him as much as they can, setting up the funeral pyre, but they don’t touch the body. The Doctor’s the one who prepares it, wraps it and puts in on the pyre.

from "Exhaustion"

7. Hardy is pretty transparent, Ellie thinks, watching his slim back as he leans against the railing on the upper floor balcony of the station, head bowed, fingers interlocked, ankles crossed.

from "The shift"

8. The day at the beach after Joe’s ‘banishment’ (Ellie prefers the term ‘send-off’) is both joyful and weird. Joyful because they are together, Ellie with her sons, Beth with her family. Weird because Beth does something that isn’t typical for her: she takes Ellie aside and apologises for how she treated Ellie after Joe’s arrest.

from "The runner"

9. One blink and Ciri crashes into something wooden and blue, with a blinking light on its roof and a weird metallic sound coming out of it; she bounces off and lands on the sandy ground, her head spinning, hands and clothes covered in dirt.

from "The Jump"

10. “Miss Venger, how long had you been married to Mister Haute?”

“Fifteen years. We divorced two years ago.”

“What was the reason of the divorce?”

“Incorrigible differences.”

“Noticed after fifteen years?”

“After one year, if not sooner.”

from "Appearances"

Tagging: @poetikat, @marbienl13, @do-androids-dream-ao3acc, @nottonyharrison :)

[notvictims]

mikayla + appearance, because i'm incapable of deciding on a fc.

general. she's unrealistically beautiful. like, the definition of conventionally attractive, thanks to her mother. i've said it in the past, but her beauty is one of her powers, because it's able to distract opponents (temporarily, usually only a few seconds) and can also cause them to let their guard down slightly, which aids in her charmspeak. she radiates beauty regardless of the state she's in—she can be grimy, bloody, sweaty, and still look good, the way they do in the movies. she's just unnaturally beautiful, to the point she can almost be painful to look at (i say this only because hot girls hurt my heart)

height + build. she's 5'7", which is taller than her dad, because fuck him. her build is muscular, but lean. she's incredibly toned, but not like a body builder. she has light abs and you can tell she works out. (just trains, mostly) both her legs and arms have rock-solid muscles. i don't know what else to say.

skin + scars. her complexion is bronze and clear, incapable of developing any acne. the only flaws she has are her scars, which include one across her cheekbone, one on her left shoulder, a deep scar on the back of her head (hidden by hair, so nobody knows it even exists), and a scar that cuts across her right eyebrow, leaving a gash in it. when she was younger, the only time she would ever wear makeup would be to hide the scars, but she's grown out of it—she gets into enough fights that she figures she doesn't have to delve into the real source of all her scars, so it's fine.

hair. she has full + think black hair, which she keeps long and wears in large, loose curls. think k*mberly h*rt pre-chopping her hair off or ellie alves, and you've got the general idea of her hair style. she usually wears her hair down, unless she's training, in which case she'll put it in a ponytail, just to keep it out of her face. she's incapable of having a bad hair day—she literally puts no effort into doing her hair, despite it looking professionally done every day, from the time she wakes up to the time she goes to bed.

eyes. she has light brown eyes, with flecks of gold in them. during golden hour, they almost appear gold. her eyelashes are naturally long and thick. her eyebrows, like her hair, look professionally done, but she doesn't even need to touch them. like i said above, her right eyebrow does have a slit in it, due to scarring.

mouth. she has bow-shaped lips and perfect teeth. never needed braces.

tattoos + piercings. currently no tattoos, although she's not against the idea of getting them. in fact, she wants to, because her dad hates tattoos, but she hasn't decided on anything yet. her ears are pierced, but that's about it.

preferred style of clothing. unlike most of her siblings, she's satisfied in just a t-shirt and jeans. it's most realistic for her lifestyle, because she'd rather cover a t-shirt in blood and rip it up than something more expensive. she prefers not to wear dresses, but if the occasion calls for it, she will. she doesn't wear heels, ever, because fighting monsters is unrealistic in shoes like that, so she sticks with regular sneakers. usually, white air forces or converse, because she's a basic bitch at the end of the day. so basically, her style is super casual 90% of the time, because she sees no reason to hella dress up if there's a high chance of the clothes getting ruined.

jewelry. she has her camp necklace, which is just a leather band with handmade beads on it—8 beads exactly, for each summer she's spent at camp. she doesn't really wear anything else, because she used to wear gold jewelry, but it kept breaking, so she's over trying.

[frizz22]

We’re Shitty People Ch. 9

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It was as they were creeping through a house close to where the action was happening, that Ellie stopped so suddenly Tess ran into her. Before she could even scowl at the kid though, Ellie turned to her, beaming. “A bow!” She exclaimed, pointing to the corner of the room they just entered. Then her eyes widened, “dibs!” Scrambling over to the weapon, Ellie snatched it up quickly as if truly afraid Tess would race her for it.

Bemused, Tess snorted. “All you, kid, all you.” She patted Ellie on the shoulder as she moved deeper into the room to search for other supplies. “I never learned how to use a bow, not my speed.”

Ellie, clearly pleased and excited, arched a brow. “You didn’t grow up using these to hunt for food? Did you prefer a spear?” She asked, a shit-eating grin on her face as she tested the bow’s weight in her hand and checked the string.

“I’ll show you where I could shove a spear.” Tess retorted in a grumble, much to Ellie’s amusement.

A volley of shouts outside recaptured their attention, the Wolves were closing in on the other trespasser and, inadvertently, them.

Peering outside from behind a ratty curtain, Tess swore. “Shit.” She turned to Ellie who was stowing the bow and a number of arrows she found. “We’re going to have to leg it and hope.”

Hope.

The word was sour in her mouth, but Tess would rather rely on the fickle thing than something like praying. She learned long ago no higher power existed, and if it did, well, it was a twisted fucker for letting this happen and keep happening.

Readjusting her pack, Tess shook off the dark thoughts, checked Ellie was ready, and then barreled out of the house.