#beatrice m-l

[nana2009]

Could I perhaps ask you to talk about your fankids some more if you have the time? I love their designs, especially the davekat fankids. Your art is super cute too!

Of course and always! (^v^) Get ready, this is gonna get loooong……

First i want to talk aboat their relationships with their parents/guardians, ranked from best to worst:

Harper: He is a good buoy! Very cheery and active, he's loyal to his mother, but also won't pass up on an opportunity to misbehave, hehe. He always acompanies her on her expeditions and (almsot) always obeys, unless it involves getting dirty. He loves splashing mud, ink and whatever eeeeeeeverywhere….

Beatrice: She really admires her mothers and aspires to be like them, following most of their hobbies and overall always interacting. Bea isn't afraid to speak up her mind with them aboat what she is thinking or what she is doing, because as long as she doesn't die, she's allowed to do whatever she wants lolz

Danny: He has a good relationship with his parents, but he also wishes they weren't so damn overprotective and nosey in his life! Especially Dave, who's always teasing him about his more cheesy interests like romance and emo bands. Like Beatrice, he really admires his parents and wants to be like them, even if he acts really bratty and spoiled, he genuinely enjoys their company.

Judy: Dearest Judy….Her relationship with her dad is….complicated. At least that's how she sees it. Because her dad is a prankster, she is almost always annoyed by him and his near-constant house traps. Poor girl can't even step into the hallway without getting a bucket-full of water in her head! John is not aware of her extreme distaste for his interests, he thinks it's just teen rebellion or somefin, he's trying his best with her.

Also, some extra info!

if Bea were to die, she would be capable of becoming a rainbow drinker.

Danny, to differentiate between parents, refers to Karkat as "crabdad"!

Harper refers to his mom as also his owner and master

Judy actually does care for her father....their personality just don't match up at all!

Unfortunately, due to his naive nature, Danny ends up more often than not being the butt of the joke, especially by Beatrice...

Typing Quirks:

both judy and harper use lowercase, but! harper's is more animated and haz m ore typing mistakses!!!!!, while judy is more LIKELY TO USE UPPERCASE TO THINGS SHE MIGHT WANT TO EMPHASIZE OR IS NOT PLEASED WITH. >:B

~Beatrice puts a tilde at the beginning of every paragraph. Her sentences are definitely not filled with lots of sarcasm and easy reading. When annoyed her sentences have less punctuation and more urgency to get her point across

DANNY TYPES IN THE TRADITIONAL VANTAS UPPERCASE, BUT HE MAY shift to lowercase if he's trying to impress someone new by appearing nonchalant, or when he's talking to his dads VERY OCCASIONAL USE OF PUNCTUATION. <-!!!!

RANDOM DOOTS TIME!!!

[abwwia]

Portrait of Violet Dreschfeld by Beatrice M. L. Huntington, oil on canvas, © William Syson Foundation. Image credit: William Syson Foundation Violet Jennie Dreschfeld (1890–1975) was a British artist known for her portrait sculptures. Violet Dreschfeld studied sculpture in London, where she was based in the 1910s. She was active throughout that decade producing portrait busts, particularly of female subjects. From 1929 she began exhibiting at the Société Nationale des Beaux-Arts in Paris. via Wikipedia

British Women Artists: A Biographical Dictionary of 1,000 Women Artists in the British Decorative Arts Paperback – February 8, 2019 by Sara Gray (Author)

i want: https://www.amazon.com/British-Women-Artists-Biographical-Dictionary/dp/1911121634

This comprehensive volume presents the biographies of 1,000 women who were active in the British decorative arts over the last few centuries. Some of these women are known today, some are not, yet all made valuable contributions in areas such as stained glass, metalwork, pottery, woodcarving, illustration, bookbinding and decoration, sculpture, decorative embroidery, decorative jewellery, and illumination.

This volume is the largest of its kind to document the lives and careers of some British women artists and decorative artists, published in Britain to date, and helps to shed new light on a still-neglected area of British art and design history. It includes entries for well-known artists such as Barbara Hepworth, Mary Lowndes, and Alice Woodward, alongside influential but forgotten women such as Mary Symonds, Amy Singer, and Catherine Donaldson.

Researched and written by Dr. Sara Gray over a period of eight years, this book is her third to be published. She completed a B.A. Hons Degree in 1992 at Bolton University, followed by a Ph.D. in 2002 awarded by Manchester University. She has a particular interest in the work of British women artists and in regional arts and crafts.

#British Women Artists#art by women#art#uk arts#british#Dr. Sara Gray#Sara Gray#art books#i want#palianshow

[yourgirlsarchived]

[adarkrainbow]

Dubois' bibliography: Fairy books (1)

I talked a LOT before of Pierre Dubois, his famous "Fairy/Elf/Lutin Encyclopedias", his collections of fairytales, and so forth and so on. And yes we have to agree that he has a very free, inventive, poetic style when it comes to retelling the various myths and legends surrounding the fair folk and other supernatural beings. As such, while his books are very entertaining and very beautiful, they are not to be used as a serious research material and can be quite misleading between Dubois' personal inventions, crafted genealogies and fictional history of "Elfland"...

BUT the wonderful and very pleasant thing with Dubois is that at the end of each of his Encylopedias he leaves us with a complete bibliography of all the books he used when writing them. I have rarely stumbled upon such complete bibliographies about the "fair folk", "good neighbor", petit peuple" and so forth, and while it goes a bit beyond what this blog is about (fairy tales proper), I still thought of sharing some of it here because my Dubois posts were all here.

Now, I can't share the entirety of the bibliography because it would be too big. However what I will share is all the books Dubois placed in his bibliography... in English. Indeed, Dubois reads the English and as such a good chunk of his bibliography is English-speaking (there are also some Spanish, Italian and German books in his lists). As such, if you are an English speaker you can easily go check these texts. (Note, this comes from his bibliography of his "Encyclopedia of Fairies", so that we stay within the "fairy tale" theme of this blog)

Tolkien's On Fairy-Stories

Beatrice Phillports, Mermaids

Richard Carrington, Mermaids and Mastodons

Gwen Benwell and Arthur Waugh, Sea Enchantress

The Lost Gods of England, Brian Branston

Wilfrid Bonser, A bibliography of folklore

Masaharu Anesaki, Japanese Mythology (also known as the History of Japanese Religion)

F. J. Child, The English and Scottish Popular Ballads

Moncure Daniel Conway, Demonology and Devil Lore

T. C. Croker, Fairy Legends and Traditions of the South of Ireland

N. Belfield Dennys, The Folklore of China [The book has the very unfortunate subtitles "and its affinities with that the Aryan and Semitic races", but it was written in the 19th century so...)

David Crockett Graham, Songs and Stories of the Ch'uan Miao

Thomas Keightley, The Fairy Mythology

P. Kennedy, Legendary Fictions of the Irish Celts

John Rhys, Celtic Folklore: Welsh and Manx

Sir George Webb Dasent's translation of Popular Tales from the Norse

The Norse Myths (as rewriten by Crossley)

Delaporte Press' Great Swedish Fairy Tales, illustrated by John Bauer

Inger and Edgar Parn d'Aulaire, D'Aulaire's Trolls (also known as D'Aulaire's Book of Trolls)

The Florence Ekstrand edition of Theodore Kittelsen's Norvegian Trolls and Other Tales

G. Fox, The Archaeology of the Cambridge Region

Edward L. Gardner, Fairies

M. Geoffrey Hodson, The Kingdom of the Gods

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, The Coming of the Fairies

Walter Burkert, Ancient Mystery Cults

Sabine Baring-Gould, Curious Myths of the Middle Age

[firstprince-ao3feed]

There's a first time for everything

by mardotcom It’s all Pez’s fault, really. He shows them that tweet, the one where someone is decribing how easy it is to tell who tops in their relationship, and Henry is drunk off his ass. Alex should've known he'd say something unexpected, but he could never have imagined Henry talking about how no one would have any idea, based on a photo or not, whether he was “fucking Alex into the mattress” or not. Alex definitely doesn't obsess over the idea for weeks.   Or,   Alex gets topped for the first time. Words: 6253, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston, Red White & Royal Blue (2023) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, David the Beagle (Red White & Royal Blue), Nora Holleran, Percy "Pez" Okonjo, June Claremont-Diaz, Beatrice Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, everyone but Alex and Henry are only here for like five seconds, but they're still there ! Relationships: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor & Percy "Pez" Okonjo, David the Beagle & Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Alex Claremont-Diaz & David the Beagle, Alex Claremont-Diaz & June Claremont-Diaz & Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor & Nora Holleran Additional Tags: Bottom Alex Claremont-Diaz, First Time Bottoming, Switch Alex Claremont-Diaz, Switch Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Top Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, theyre both switches but Alex bottoms in this one!, Alex Claremont-Diaz Loves Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Law Student Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Loves Alex Claremont-Diaz, pez is a menace, Consensual Somnophilia, Anal Fingering, Sexual Tension, but only a little :), Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Has a Large Penis, lol, L - Freeform, so does Alex but is not relevant, Alex Claremont-Diaz is a Leaker, Alex Claremont-Diaz Has a Praise Kink, no beta we die like, something... via https://ift.tt/NfEZzyA

[beatricebidelaire]

for day 5 of woevember of @asouefanworkevent, the masked ball

the masked ball is not a VFD event. rather, it's an old tradition of the duchess's family, passed down from one generation of the duchess to the next, like the ring with the letter R engraved upon it.

the most recent R, Duchess of Winnipeg, is a volunteer of the VFD, but her mother, the previous R, and her mother, also R, are not. (see: the end). so, naturally, duchess R (the most recent one)'s friends and associates from VFD are often invited to the masked ball, and the VFD volunteers have sometimes used the masked ball as a way of communicating with other volunteers.

however, one would be mistaken if one thinks that no VFD members have ever attended the masked balls held by R's mother, or grandmother, or great-grandmother, and so on. like R's family, and her family ring, VFD has been around for a long time. the Duchess's masked ball has always been quite popular event amongst the high society, and oftentimes influential people would attend, and previous generations of VFD members have also sometimes attended the ball for various different purposes, even if the Duchess at that time is not a VFD volunteer

R continues to hold the masked ball regularly, even amidst the schism, even if sometimes enemies of the volunteers also managed to sneak into the ball for nefarious purposes. it's an event that people who's on the lam or rumored to be dead may show up, since everyone's in masks with a proper reason. it's a time when old associates can meet.

in some way, it signifies hope - the hope of being able to meet an associate you have not been able to contact for sometime, the hope of the chance to confirm that a family member is safe and sound

year after year, as various members of VFD and its enemies meet their demise, fewer and fewer associates and enemies of R's show up at the masked ball each time. some of them she knows for a fact are confirmed dead - M for one. and G. and also G - not that it's ever quite clear whether she stood on the schism.

R continues hosting the masked ball, if she's able to at that time. L appears less and less frequently, but despite various "confirmations" of his death, he's possibly the one who's most likely to still be alive, since all those so-called confirmations are flimsy at best, featuring blurry pictures that could've been anybody in a hat.

sometimes she knows that L has showed up and left before they had a chance to talk, and she knows this because she would find little messages from him that he's left behind. an encrypted code on a little note hidden under the accordion, for instance, that can only be decoded if one is well-versed in poetry

when L's brother J first fell out of contact, and soon it's been said that nobody has been able to reach him, at first R thought he's just gone on the run like L did. perhaps planning to fake his death. she had hoped he would show up at her ball sometime soon - but he never did. instead, the daily punctilio featuring the death of olaf at some faraway village with the picture of J brought the worst news.

and then came the fire of hotel denouement, and also K who lost contact after that. barely any of R's associates or enemies show up for a long time, after that.

until one day L appears again - not at a masked ball, but just one a normal day - with his niece. kit and dewey's daughter, beatrice.

the little girl made a lot of efforts to find and reunite her family - including the children of beatrice and bertrand that R's heard so much about but have never met, and lemony, and dewey's triplets.

having old friends again at the next masked ball gives her a certain ache of nostalgia, but she's also so very glad to be able to see them again, after all these years, and away from their VFD identities that's bound them tight when they were younger. she's also so delighted to meet the kids - although maybe violet and klaus can hardly be called kids, now. they're older than when R and her friends had been getting drunk at the masked ball, decades ago.

everyone dress up for the masked ball. beatrice and sunny have never attended such a formal event and the girls are very thrilled. beatrice tells R that violet has taught her how to draw fake scars as R finds a costume for her, and R gets reminded of beatrice - the other beatrice, the first beatrice, whom violet must've learned the skill from.

sunny wears a pair of butterfly wings that once belonged to her mother. frank tells the story of how beatrice and kit used to pull the trick where beatrice wears the fancy wings and distract everyone's attention and kit uses the chance to do something discreetly as everyone's attention is focused on beatrice. sunny and beatrice listen attentively in wonder.

beatrice asks if her father attended the masked ball too - she's learned that his existence is mostly a secret, but considering that at a masked ball everyone can put on a mask, maybe this is his chance?

R confirms that dewey does indeed attend the masked balls sometimes. and that he and bertrand always manage to find each other, no matter what kind of masks they have on. "the elephant poem," sunny says, remembering what dewey has told her and her siblings.

"exactly," ernest says. "i've actually tried to pretend to be dewey once by reciting the poem to him. but B soon recognized me."

r: "were you actually surprised?" ernest, fondly nostalgic: "i guess not. he was always able to tell us apart."

[thepreposterousprequel]

Chapter the First

M: July 8, 1934. This interview is being recorded on reel-to-reel audio tape and will be lightly edited for grammar. Nothing will leave the premises of Prufrock Preparatory School. B: Understood. M: To begin, by way of identification, please state your favorite word. B: Cosmopolitan. M: Noted. First question: what would you change about Prufrock Prep if you were in charge? B: I'd invest more in the arts. We have so much talent here; now we need to let it amalgamate and acuminate and organically spring up into some beautiful, bizarre creation. With funding. Now, may I ask you a question? M: That's an unusual request during an interview. I'm not saying no. B: Aces! First of all, will this interview be published? M: Well, this interview is only our warmup, so while your story may be useful within our organization, it won't be published, no. The chapters after this one will be in the school newspaper. So, ask whatever you'd like, B. B: Alright, to be clear, are you calling me “B,” as in the first letter of my name, or “Bea” as in the nickname for “Beatrice?” M: It’s… whatever you want it to be, B. But I had the former in mind. We’re part of an organization that speaks in initials. B: I see. Roger. I mean, R. M: Right… And the final question. If you had to be shipwrecked— B: I thought you were going to ask me about— M: Yes, of course! But I meant the final question before the real reason I'm interviewing you. If you had to be shipwrecked on a remote island, who in our organization do you wish you could have by your side? B: I'd take D. Or maybe J. But I think I'd go with D. M: I see. Now, B, please tell me everything you know about Lemony Snicket. B: You mean L? M: Sure. B: L and I have been through many courses in rhetoric together, as you of all people well know, M. That was before I switched departments, of course. It all started when I went searching for bats. I’m a baticeer, you see…

In the Master Class for Advanced Rhetoric at Prufrock Preparatory School, Professor Caliban often reminds us of the importance of beginning a story well. Only an amateur writer who hates either rhetoric or themselves would write a bad beginning, after all. And that's why this story of our organization begins in darkness, intrigue, argument, betrayal, omens of death, and fire. I imagine it will end that way, too.

It was an odd sort of night at Prufrock Preparatory School. Most students were away. Waves crashed against the island’s shore feistily, as if they were eager to grind the pointed rocks into sand. In that sand, a cast of horseshoe crabs, each one with their ten eyes, glowered at me as I intruded into their territory. Like the equine footwear after which they are named, horseshoe crabs often look ancient, like they ought to be dusted off and placed in a museum. And like horseshoes, the crabs signify good fortune: the fortune of having survived whole for hundreds of millions of years. Horseshoe crabs have lived to see more than any living being would ever wish to, from volcanic catastrophes to asteroid impacts. Who knows what they see in me.

I felt a whoosh of air right over my head—so close I could touch it, if the whoosh had stayed. As I searched the sky above me, I realized it was filled with bats, squeaking and swooping. And don’t let me begin describing the eerie cries of lonely marine creatures like the Dolorous Dolphins. They punctuated the air each night like melodious but grieving sirens. And by "sirens" I'm referring to fire engine sirens, which have nothing to do with the sinister creatures of mythology. Or so I thought.

I was out alone tonight in the darkness. I was on a trail: the trail of a juicy story. It was also the trail of Lemony Snicket's footprints. The trail of Lemony Snicket's footprints leading me on until I was at an ancient stone amphitheater by the beach. I thought of all the tedious performances I had been forced to attend as "evening entertainment" here. But something looked different about the stage tonight. As I scanned past the innumerable rows of cramped and highly uncomfortable seats, I saw the small horizontal door where actors sometimes came out to surprise us—as if they thought we had somehow forgotten since the night before that it was there. Tonight, the trapdoor lay open, like certain wounds. From its pit, the dark haze and pungent smell I recognized as smoke wafted into the night sky. Further, as I listened past the noise of waves and wildlife, I thought I could hear an eerie sort of chanting coming from deep within. Now I had a choice: to stay in the dark or to follow the flame deep into the abyss.

It was the smoke that guided me. I had never been down this trapdoor before. As it turned out, there was much, much more down here than I expected. Chamber upon chamber, passage upon passage, and ladder upon ladder brought me farther down into this newly discovered serpentine system of caverns.

Finally, I was close enough to understand the noise. The words of a chant echoed out through the mouth of the final cavern that lay in front of me. The mouth of the cave felt like the mouth of a creature—a creature who was speaking to me, gloomily repeating two rhetorical questions:  

“If not us, then who? If not now, then when?”

“Moxie Mallahan!” cried Beatrice, waving a small torch at me. She was the first to notice me as I slowly angled my head of curly hair into her line of vision. “I knew I’d see you down here eventually.”

"Beatrice!" I cried, running into the cavern. "And Lemony!" We ran to each other and hugged. It wasn't something we did ordinarily, but it felt right in this unordinary moment. And there was another girl in the cavern whom I'd never met but recognized immediately.

“Kit! We’ve never met,” I began hastily, “but I am an enormous fan. I read the newspaper article about the heist, and how you managed to flood the—”

“Who let you in?" Kit asked, narrowing her eyes in suspicion. Sometimes, it's better not to meet the people you look up to. "I think I should be the one asking questions," I said defensively. "You're out of your tents after the optional but extremely suggested curfew, chanting and waving torches at the bottom of a labyrinth. And you know how much Ish hates fire."

Kit looked unphased. "Our fire is well contained in an area where nothing's flammable."

"Except each other," pointed out Beatrice solemnly.

"Right," Kit continued. "And we're gathered as a... clandestine coterie. There's nothing suspicious about that."

"It sounds too French to be menacing," pointed out a fourth student in the shadows who appeared to be yet another Snicket.

"You mean a secret organization?" I asked, providing a synonym and propping up my typewriter. "That sounds like it could be very sinister indeed. What would the readers of the school paper have to say about that?"

“They will say nothing because they will read nothing," said Kit firmly. "The most important rule of any secret organization is to not say anything about it to anyone on the outside. You know that because the word ‘secret’ is in the title.”

“And the most important rule of any rhetorical question,” I retorted, “is to not reply to it. You know that because the word ‘rhetorical’ is in the title.”

“What does a question without an immediate answer have to do with rhetoric?” asked Kit genuinely.

“That's the wrong question,” Lemony answered.

“You led her down here on purpose, didn’t you Lemony?” Kit asked, enraged now. “I know every detail of your specialized training, and it never would have allowed for such a simple breech in safety.” I’ll admit that I’d been intrigued all summer where Lemony could have been going so often this late at night. But it was an unfair accusation.

“That’s an unfair accusation,” I began.

"Maybe we could discuss this privately," Lemony suggested to Kit. "And maybe we could also install a vertical flame diversion. It's true: I was aware Moxie might have the moxie to follow me, but tonight was all about introducing her to the other volunteers at the school. It wasn't about our higher purpose."

“She absolutely cannot know our higher purpose," Kit said tensely. "We cannot risk the greater good simply because you want to introduce me to one of your friends, little brother.”

“And what,” I interrupted, typewriter at the ready, “might that greater good be?”

“That’s my point exactly, Moxie,” said Kit. “You cannot volunteer to put yourself in danger without knowing the information first, and you cannot learn that dangerous information without volunteering first. It’s a paradox.”

“Moxie and Cleo know plenty about danger already,” Lemony told his sister. “You can read all about it in my reports from Stain’d-by-the-Sea.”

“Effectively, we’re volunteers already," I pointed out.

“ 'We?' ” Kit looked at Lemony in shock and dismay. “Exactly how many volunteers are you expecting us to take in?”

“Only her and Cleo Knight,” Lemony said in a hurry.

“And Ellington,” I added.

“Yes, and Ellington,” Lemony agreed. “But she’s still in training. I wouldn’t expect any of you to trust her.”

“Exactly,” agreed Kit. “We don't even have our own trio of trainees here tonight. And for that same reason, I also wouldn’t expect anyone here to trust another such trio,” she continued, talking about me as if I wasn’t standing in front of her.

“If not us, then who?” I quoted back at the five volunteers who had recently been chanting those words. “And if not now, then when?”

“When the wicked actors of the world cease to act,” replied Kit in monotone. "That's how the chant finishes."

“Okay, I feel we’ve discussed this enough now,” said Beatrice. “And we’ll never be in agreement. So, in place of a consensus, why don’t we do how Ish prefers: why don’t we hold a vote? It’s the compassionate thing to do, Kit.”

Kit sighed. “It’s the democratic thing to do, as well. And democracy is the only way out of a schism.”

“Precisely. All in favor?” asked Beatrice. I started raising my hand. “No, no!” said Kit, batting it down. “Official volunteers only.” “That’s an oxymoron, practically,” mumbled Lemony. The only hands up were his and Beatrice’s.

“All opposed?” said Kit, raising her hand. A second hand raised itself much more slowly, as if it hadn’t slept well that night. It belonged to a second brother of Kit’s I hadn’t met. “I’m sorry, Moxie,” said Jacques sympathetically. “But our organization has rules and protocols for a reason, and that reason is to protect genuine and noble people like yourself. There are plenty of training programs in the city. I’d be happy to put in a good word for you there.”

“The city? You mean Marseilles?” I asked.

“It’s not even a day's train ride west of Stain’d-by-the-Sea,” said Jacques with a slight smile.

“Aaaand with that” said Kit, lengthening the “A” at the start of her sentence to draw in our attention. “It’s a tie. Aaaand a tie means the motion doesn’t pass. I apologize, Moxie, but we are not accepting new volunteers at this time.”

“Wait a shake,” said Beatrice, using an expression that Lemony is fond of. “One of us didn’t vote.” We turned all ten of our eyes at once, as if we were one large horseshoe crab gazing at the final taciturn volunteer in the corner.

Duncan Quagmire IV flashed us a cheeky smile. By this, I don’t mean that Duncan was impudent, exactly. And I don’t mean his cheeks were particularly bright or flashy. What I mean is that he had pleasant facial features, and that they showed well when he smiled.

“I don’t know you, Moxie,” he began. “But I recognize you from tapdancing. You also defined the phrase 'clandestine coterie' correctly. That doesn’t mean much, but it has to mean something."

"Defining words is a literary device Professor Caliban encourages us to use as we write," I explained. "You can thank her for my vocabulary and shameless in-text definitions. Maybe you could join Lemony and me in one of her master classes one of these weeks."

Duncan smiled kindly, again. "I have the feeling you’ll be a fantastic volunteer. I might even call it an aura, and—"

“Is your vote ‘yea’ or ‘nay’?” interrupted Kit.

Duncan paused, only for a moment. “Yay.” I don’t place an exclamation point after the word “yay,” because when Duncan said the word ‘yay,” he was not exclaiming with joy. Instead, he was using a fancy word for “yes.” He meant that he agreed I should be allowed to join this clandestine coterie, which in turn meant that soon, I would be an official volunteer.

Kit sighed. "Welcome to the training program, Moxie. I'm sure Lemony will tell you everything you need to know. And more. Waaaay too much, in fact."

Lemony smiled mysteriously. He was good at that. I had seen that smile waaaay too often in Stain'd-by-the-Sea.

"I just have one simple request," Kit continued. "Never use our organization’s real name. Please just call it something mundane.”

“A word which here means, ‘not an organization anyone would voluntarily join,' " clarified Lemony.

“Like the Geography Club?” asked Duncan. “I would want to join that, but I can’t imagine anyone else would.”

“What about the Drama Club?” suggested Beatrice. “I know everyone in our department. Not many are interested in theatrics. The ones who are, like Olaf, are unlikely to get involved in extracurriculars.

“I like it,” said Jacques, pensively. “We could be Vaudeville’s Finest. And given our age range, Vaudeville’s Finest Denarians would suit us well.”

In that moment, Vaudeville's Finest Denarians came to life: an official volunteer organization. Cleo, Ellington, and I began our training alongside the other three fresh volunteers the very next morning. Jacques graduated not long afterward and started a mission as a taxi driver in the city. That left Duncan, Beatrice, and the other two Snickets to keep the mysterious torch aflame.

There was a school. There was an island. There was a clandestine coterie. And there was a labyrinth. In that labyrinth, I now realized, the eye of a snake carved into the ancient stone was staring right back at me.

“Moxie,” said Lemony, “This is VFD.”

Immediately, he put out the torch, closing our meeting in darkness.

[enniewritesathing]

A-Z Challenge: List your sims in order, trying to complete the alphabet

I was tagged by @stargazer-sims (thank you!)

I'm just gonna go by the letter and not the whole 26 because... I don't have that many... some names are there from previous stories that I'll get back to (eventually), or at least mentioned at least once or have a tag. Ish.

A - Aeson, Alicia, Adam

B - Brian, Beatrice, Bernard

C - Charles, Connie

D - Daniel, Dominic

E - Elijah

F -

G -

H - Henri

I - Ian

J - John, Jacob, Jordan

L - Leo, Luis

M - Mark

N - Noelle

O - Olivia

P -

Q -

R - Rami, Ryuhei, Rita

S - (Lady) Spaghetti

T - Thomas

U -

V -

W -

X -

Y -

Z -

(I think that's it ^^;)

tagging -- @pink-chevalier, @cakepoppresent, @99simproblems, @fallstaticexit, @nightlifeseries and anyone else who wants to ^^

[who-scrambled-my-ocs]

The current full cast:

A.

Abeni*

Areshe*

Auilt (S)

Azure

Almara (U)

Adonis (S)

The At leader (name pending) (S)

The At successor (name pending) (S)

B.

Bes

Bruno

Beatrice*

Barti (U)

C.

Clara

Callon

Celosia (S)

Charlie

Cassandra

Clarion

Charis (pending/ F/K mom) (S)

D.

Denise (S)

The Drow

Deore (U)

E.

Evan

Elise*

Eleanor*

Elaereth

F.

Felix

Flint

Farid

G.

George (U)

Gouria (S)

H.

Haeven

I.

Ilaereth

Iridessa

J.

Juliette (S)

Jumoke*

K.

Kosma (S)

L.

Lucas

Lewis

Luna (joint custody pet oc)

The Lawyer/ Attorney (title to recheck) (U)

M.

Maera (formerly Mairae)

Micheal

Mira

Malea (U)

Markus

Maria

N.

Neora

Najma*

Nayma

O.

Odette*

P.

Plague (PL46U3)

Q.

Quartz

R.

Rho

S.

Sia

Scooby

Sara

Solaris* (S)

Silvie

Seth (S)

Snippy (joint custody pet oc)

The Sea Witch (U)

T.

Taren

Toby

Toblerone (Toby jr)

Taraeji

Tireal

U.

V.

Viola

(?Elven kid/good friend Neora in adult au)

W.

X.

Y.

Yarrow

Z.

*for Sia’s past lives

(S) for spoilers/ yet unrevealed OCs

(U) for heavily unfinished ocs/little established lore

(More to add as I remember my own ocs names and not just their cool powers 😂🫣)

[unfortunatetheorist]

What happens after the end of The End? (NCT, referencing TIHOSO)

The [not-so]-secret message in The Incomplete History of Secret Organisations: An Utterly Unreliable Account of Netflix's A Series of Unfortunate Events (P.188) reveals:

T W O S E T S O F F R I E N D S

J U S T O U T O F R E A C H

W I L L M E E T A G A I N

O N B R I N Y B E A C H

But why? Why, after imploring viewers to 'look away' and being so secretive about the whole thing, do (both Daniel Handler and) Lemony Snicket give us such a clear answer?

Let's theorise:

'Two sets of friends' does NOT refer to the Baudelaires and Quagmires.

Lemony is, after all this time, too depressed to go on, and is considering suicide - with this being his last message.

Alternative to 1., it COULD refer to Klaus & Fiona with Sunny & Ink - but why chronicle a little about the Quagmires in the first place if there's no resolution with them and the Baudelaires? Also, we know that Klaus and Fiona were UNDOUBTEDLY more than friends, as mentioned in my previous post (Th3r3534rch1ngr4ph on Tumblr).

Therefore:

'Two sets of friends' does NOT refer to the Baudelaires and Quagmires.

Lemony is, after all this time, too depressed to go on, and is considering suicide - with this being his last message.

But what's the reason?

Well, sticking firmly to Netflix Canon - he's realised that Beatrice is well and truly dead, and feels incurable guilt for using the Baudelaires to get to his sweetheart.

However, whilst this theory is also seen in book canon (@snicketstrange has done some astounding work related to the book canon), there's ANOTHER CRUCIAL piece of evidence to support this:

Lemony's Letters 'To [His] Kind Editor'.

Because, at the end of each letter (with the exception of The End and possibly The Beatrice Letters), he says:

"Remember, you are my last hope that the tales of the Baudelaire orphans can finally be told to the general public."

Why would this mysterious Kind Editor be the last hope, if we assume everyone but The Sinister Duo died in the Denouement fire, and they're not even a member of V.F.D.? Why can't Lemony do it himself?!

Lemony is on death row... I think.

¬ Th3r3534rch1ngr4ph, Unfortunate Theorist/Snicketologist

[undeath1245]

The disassembly drones' former names

I figured that I would share this headcanon with all of you sooner or later. You know each of the disassembly drones’ serial designations? Well, what if their letters were based off their former names back when they were worker drones? And I’m not talking about the first letter of their names. I’m talking about the name of the letter in each of their names. For example, N’s former name was probably either Kenneth, Bennett, or Leonard, and V’s former name probably either Venus, Vivian, or Genevieve. J’s former name was probably either Jamie or Jane, the latter of which I was initially going for Mary Jane (yes, the same name as the famous supporting character from Spider-Man). I’m unsure about CYN or Cynthia, though, largely because that she probably died long before the events of the series that she wasn’t converted into a disassembly drone. Besides, for all we know, she was going on a crazy, murderous rampage that she had to be put down. And if she was converted into a disassembly drone, her designation might be either C from the first letter of her name or T from a phonetic of her name (Cynthia).

The former names should go as followed:

A – Ada, Eva, Avery, Abraham, Adrian

B – Beatrice, Bianca, Phoebe; Sabine

C – Caesar, Cecil, Casey

D – Diesel, Delia, Deanna, Heidi, Nadine

E – Edith, Eden, Elaine, Ian

F – Efrem, Jeffrey, Stephanie

G – Giovanni, Georgina, Regina, Eugene

H – Rachel, Horatio

I – Isaac, Ivan, Isaiah, Ivy, Iris

J – Jane, Jamie, Jayden

K – Katie, Kayla, Casey

L – Eleanor, Elliot, Elias, Elvis, Elmer; Bella, Angelica, Melanie, Danielle, Michelle; Denzel

M – Emma, Emerald, Emmett, Emmerich, Clementine

N – Kenneth, Bennett, Benedict, Leonard, Henry

O – Ophelia, Olivia, Odette, Opal

P – Peter, Penelope

Q – Cueball, Queue

R – Archie, Armand, Charles, Harley

S – Essence, Estelle, Esther, Jessica, Lester, Marquess

T –  Christina, Valentina, Misty

U – Ulysses, Unity, Eunice, Eustace

V – Venus, Vivian, Genevieve

W – Winston, Wilson

X – Xavier, Rex, Alexander

Y – Wyatt, Wyvern, Wyoming

Z – Ezekiel, Lindsay, Suzie

I also want to share that I used to have a theory that J, N, and V used to be regular secretary drones before being converted into disassembly drones, as well as my former headcanon that N used to be friends with his assigned human coworker.

Anyway, that’s all I have for this headcanon for now. This might be re-edited soon, but if you’d like to add in some additions, feel free to do so in the replies and reblogs. You can use this list as an outline for your OCs if you want. And I’ll see you all next time.

P.S. If Uzi were to transform into a disassembly drone, should her designation be either U or Z?

[nana2009]

Do you have classpects for any of the fankids?

whale of course i do! what improper lady do you take me for!

as you can see, i tried very hard to play into that whole "they all fit together" part, like danny having the same aspect as his predecessors while beatrice shares a class instead!

also, their shoes colours match, like the beta kids! :D

it was really hard to decide for the harleyberts, since i wanted them to be unique but still sharing some family trait, and i can give an explanation to each of them in the future, maybe <.<

[abwwia]

Beatrice M. L. Huntington (1889–1988), My Motherm oil on canvas © William Syson Foundation. Image credit: William Syson Foundation

[windynebula]

OC Meme - Delano Yamada

Tagged by: @artilaz

Tagging: If you want to do this, you're tagged.

B A S I C S

Full name: Delano Yamada

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Gay, demiromantic and somewhere on the ace spectrum

Pronouns: He/him

O T H E R

Birthplace: Lightmore City, Lower Middle Levels, Northern Quadrant

Job: Guard at Lucky Jack's Casino, sex worker, body guard, guitarist for Digital Beast

Phobias: He's scared of women, especially the glamorous milf-type.

Guilty pleasures: He doesn't feel shame, so none.

Hobbies: Playing the guitar, taking his dog Fang to the dog park.

M O R A L S

Alignment: Chaotic good

Sins: Passivity

Virtues: Kindness, generosity

T H I S  O R  T H A T

Introvert / Extrovert

Organized / Disorganized

Close-minded / Open-minded

Calm / Anxious / Restless

Disagreeable / Agreeable / In between

Cautious / Reckless / In between

Patient / Impatient / In between

Outspoken / Reserved / In between

Leader / Follower / Flexible

Empathetic / Unempathetic / In between

Optimist / Pessimist / Realist

Traditional / Modern / In between

Hard-working / Lazy

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

OTP: ShadowSong (Delano/Maurice/Orlando) (@goatskids ping)

Acceptable Ships: Delano/Maurice, Delano/Orlando, Delano/Daxton, Delano/Ignacio, Delano/Finley, Delano/Jun-Seo

OT3: Delano/Maurice/Orlando

Brotp: Delano&Daxton, Delano&Antonio, Delano&Benjamin, Delano&Martina, Delano&Stella, Delano&Sara, Delano&Ignacio, Delano&Fang, Delano&Asahi, Delano&Ezra, Delano&Isabella, Delano&Daisuke, Delano&Lorenzo, Delano&Beatrice, Delano&Lillith, Delano&Finley (one sided lol), Delano&Imani, Delano/Jun-Seo

Notp: Delano/Lieselotte. Delano/women in general.

B A C K S T O R Y

I'm just going to plug my Toyhouse here lol

And a bonus OC because I've had some Earl brainworms lately.

B A S I C S

Full name: Earl Wyatt

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Bisexual

Pronouns: He/him

O T H E R

Birthplace: Lightmore City, Upper Middle Levels, Southern Quadrant

Job: Sniper for Soldiers of Cleanliness (a task force that eliminates spontaneously mutated people)

Phobias: Mason, to some degree

Guilty pleasures: Casual sex, sweets

Hobbies: Trying out new foods and writing a food blog.

M O R A L S

Alignment: Lawful good

Sins: Self-denial, passivity, repression

Virtues: Diligence, tenacity

T H I S  O R  T H A T

Introvert / Extrovert

Organized / Disorganized

Close-minded / Open-minded

Calm / Anxious / Restless

Disagreeable / Agreeable / In between

Cautious / Reckless / In between

Patient / Impatient / In between

Outspoken / Reserved / In between

Leader / Follower / Flexible

Empathetic / Unempathetic / In between

Optimist / Pessimist / Realist

Traditional / Modern / In between

Hard-working / Lazy

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

OTP: Earl/Victor (@goatskids ping again lol)

Acceptable Ships: Earl/Miguel, Earl/Vito, Earl/Wilmar, Earl/Haddaq, Earl/Penny, Earl/Jessie

OT3: Earl/Vic/Haddaq

Brotp: Earl&Helen, Earl&Tommaso, Earl&Whisper, Earl&Yuuji

Notp: Earl/Mason, Earl/Emeric, Earl&Emeric (platonic), Earl&His coworkers

B A C K S T O R Y

Earl received a strict upbringing along with Mason. Their father clearly favored Mason because he on some level detected that Earl was autistic and queer even before Earl himself could understand it. Mason, of course, parroted their father's homophobia and ableism, which shoved Earl deeper into the closet.

When Earl grew up, he got a job at an office, where he thrived. However, he got fired for being autistic, so he needed a new job. Mason pulled some strings and got Earl a place in Soldiers of Cleanliness. Earl got very good at his new job, but he hates it.

[trickarrows-bishop]

[avatrice as parents]

ava, giving her a pep talk: okay, so, who are good moms? beatrice: ... we are ava: uh, i can't hear yoi! beatrice: we are! ava: good. [closes car door] and don't you forget it. [silence for a few seconds] beatrice: did we just lock our baby in the car? ava: did you put the keys in the bag? beatrice: yes, i- ava: bea, i told you not to put the keys in the bag! oh, crap- baby, you're okay! beatrice, chanting through the glass: A, B, C, D, E, F, G- ava, trying the other doors: what are you, singing to her?! beatrice: i need to calm her down- ava: PEOPLE GET ARRESTED FOR THIS, BEATRICE beatrice: H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P- ava, trying the other two doors: DO ALL FOUR DOORS LOCK?!?!

[five minutes later]

beatrice, calling the car company: the phone: emergency assistant, how may i help you? ava, distantly, holding along a bin: I'M BREAKING THE WINDOW beatrice: please, we locked our baby in the car and people are judging us- ava: I SWEAR TO GOD I'M GONNA BREAK IT! beatrice: do NOT break it, you'll get glass on her!

(origin: modern family)

NOT THE MODERN FAMILY REFERENCE AKFJDHSFKDJS

[firstprince-ao3feed]

I just cant wait to be king

by dolphindiva131 Alex and Henry are enjoying married life in Austin when a phone call changes everything. Henry is next inline to be king… will he step up to his duty… will he abandon the monarchy all together and let it burn… will he and Alex make it though together … Words: 3424, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston, Red White & Royal Blue (2023) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Alex Claremont-Diaz, Beatrice Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, David the Beagle (Red White & Royal Blue), Original Child Character(s), Catherine Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Philip Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Martha Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Relationships: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Alex Claremont-Diaz & June Claremont-Diaz, Alex Claremont-Diaz & Nora Holleran, Alex Claremont-Diaz/Liam, Beatrice Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor & Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Henry - Relationship Additional Tags: Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Loves Alex Claremont-Diaz, A - Freeform, Alec Lightwood Deserves Nice Things, Fluff and Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Family Drama, Married Life, Married Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Brother-Sister Relationships, L - Freeform via https://ift.tt/1yroiwT