#c; lachlan

[cordelia-cromwell]

"lachlan, how are you other than being a sleepy dad?" she smiled and leaned on the counter. "oh please don't apologise, i remember all too well what it was like with abby and wendy. lord knows we all have to deal with it at some point." cordelia asked one of her baristas to sort out lachlan's usual for him "how are those sweet children of yours? and paloma, is she well?" she had all the time in the world for them all.

"Hey Cordelia." Lachlan waved sleepily then went over and sat on a stool near her. "Oh yes please." He let out a yawn and stretched some, "Sorry, Alma decided that she didn't want to sleep last night. I'm pretty sure she's getting spooked by the ghosts now."

[coping-via-clint-eastwood]

Old Pack animations

[edgarwayne]

Emerging from the water, Edgar blinked a few times before recognizing a familiar face nearby. "Lachlan, hi!" he called out with a smile. "Is it just you in the water?"

@wanderinglcst

[ofescapisms]

@wanderinglcst

Jessie was enjoying the faire well enough, she had a lot on her mind as she strolled through the stalls, but then she spotted Lachlan and as always all her thoughts left her mind and she smiled. She walked over to where he was almost automatically, at this point she never bothered questioning being drawn to him. “Hey! I heard you two had a stall, hope you’re still going out there and enjoying the rest of it too though,” she chuckled.

[floraarwen]

"i don't have children, but i remember my parents feeling the same when my little brother was growing up" flora couldn't help but give a chuckle at the infant being distracted by receiving a kiss on the head "if you don't mind me asking, how long have you been here? i've heard some people have been here for years"

"I do wish they wouldn't grow up so quickly though." Lachlan admitted, his shoulders falling slightly but he did kiss Alma on the back of her head which stopped her from staring at Flora. "Nice to meet you Flora."

[ella-cooper]

"Mr. Deputy Mayor, a pleasure to see you here again. Is you incredibly hot and way out of your league girlfriend going to be joining you? I think she really likes my jokes." Ella smirked as they walked up to Lachlan after spotting him at one of the bars in the lounge. "Just messing with you, kind of. What are you drinking, next one is on the house." Ella was a fan of anyone who came to drink at the lounge but Lachlan had kind of a chaotic energy that they deeply got a kick out of. Tonopah had always been full of characters, it was party of why they had never left but Lachlan was definitely a specific type. And Ella found it pretty intriguing and amusing all the same. "You in here drowning your sorrow or celebrating? Or both?" @ncrcissism

[hernando-valdez]

"As soon as I stepped through the door I smelled like faint whiskey and mints mixed with cigarettes. Knew you had to be in the office. I brought you a Lachlan first aid kit," Hernando said as he walked into Lachlan's office after chit chatting with his secretary for a good 20 minutes. He sat a bag on his desk full of emergen-c packets, a large water bottle, some deodorant, a nip of whiskey and a protein bar. "You get any sleep last night. You look like ass, but what else is new," Nando told him, smiling wide as he took the seat across from him. "I also came to take you to lunch if you haven't eaten yet which I'm assuming you haven't. Unless you have a full schedule of asses to kiss and baby's to shake hands with or whatever." @ncrcissism

[kaitaiga]

— OC SPEECH MANNERISMS

thanks for the tag, @cloudofbutterflies92 ! this was fun!

NO. OF SPOKEN LANGUAGES: 1 / 2 / 3+ (english, indonesian and arabic)

TONE OF VOICE: high / average / deep

ACCENT: yes / no (strong aussie accent)

DEMEANOR: confident / shy / approachable / hostile / other (super relaxed. very easy to approach)

POSTURE: slumped / straight / stiff / relaxed (usually very relaxed but in a military setting, he fixes that haha)

HABITS: head tilting / swaying / fidgeting / stuttering / gesturing / arm crossing / strokes chin / er, um, or other interjections / plays with hair or clothing / hands at hips / inconsistent eye contact / maintains eye contact / frequent pausing / stands close / stands at a distance

— COMPLEXITY

VOCABULARY: ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚪️⚪️

EMOTION: ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️⚪️

SENTENCE STRUCTURE: ⚫️⚫️⚪️⚪️⚪️

— PROFANITY

FREQUENCY: ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️ (cannot go a sentence without it lol)

CREATIVITY (in regards to profanity): ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️⚪️

BOLD ALL THAT APPLY: arse. ass. asshole. bastard. bitch. bloody. bugger. bollocks. chicken shit. crap. cunt. dick. frick. fuck. horseshit. motherfucker. piss. prick. screw. shit. shitass. son of a bitch. twat. wanker. pussy. (very heavy on c-word. what did you expect? he's aussie. honestly the list goes on.)

— THIS OR THAT

straightforward or cryptic? (damo doesn't hold back)/ finding the right word or using the first word that comes to mind? / masculinity / neutrality / or femininity? / formalities or with abrasiveness? / praise or equivocation? / frankness or lies? / excessive or minimal hand gestures? / name-calling (affectionate) or magnanimity? / friendly or blunt?

— IMPORTANT QUESTIONS

DO PEOPLE HAVE A HARD TIME HEARING OR UNDERSTANDING YOUR CHARACTER? - almost always / frequently / rarely / never. (he has a very strong accent and tends to use a lot of slang that others might not know if they're not aussie.)

DOES YOUR CHARACTER’S POINT COME ACROSS EASILY WHEN THEY SPEAK?- almost always / frequently/ sometimes / rarely / never.

WOULD YOUR CHARACTER INITIATE CONVERSATIONS? - almost always / frequently / sometimes / never. (he's a sarg, so, yes to give out orders and such)

WOULD YOUR CHARACTER BE THE ONE TO END CONVERSATIONS? - almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never. (when talking casually with someone, he has a tendancy to yap...)

WOULD YOUR CHARACTER USE ‘WHOM’ IN A SENTENCE? - yes / no / only ironically (probably to piss lachlan or archie off)

YOUR CHARACTER WANTS TO MAKE A COUNTERPOINT. WHAT WORD DO THEY USE? - but / though / although / however / perhaps / mayhaps. ("yeah? but..." is how damo would do it)

HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER END CONVERSATIONS? - walk away / ask if that’s everything / say that’s everything / give a proper goodbye / tell their company they’re done here / remain quiet / they don’t. (either that or tell them to "fuck off / piss off / get outta my face" jokingly)

WHAT SOCIAL CLASS WOULD OTHERS ASSUME YOUR CHARACTER BELONGS TO, HEARING THEM SPEAK? - upper / middle / lower. (some might assume he's a bogan but most can tell he's a country boy.)

IN WHAT WAYS DOES THE WAY YOUR CHARACTER SPEAK STAND OUT TO OTHERS? - accent / vocabulary / tone / level / politeness / brusqueness / it doesn’t. (depends. in Australia it doesn't, but elsewhere it does)

Tagging: @alypink @revnah1406 @efingart @sleepyconfusedpotato @welldonekhushi

@islandtarochips @imagoddamnonionmason

@justasmolbard @piouswolf @applbottmjeens @eccentrcks and whoever else wants to join!

[lachlanzeez]

being wednesdays sister and everybody falling for you pt1

parts: [1] [2] [3] [4]

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you and your sister wednesday had recently moved to a new school. A one for freaks

when you were being introduced to everybody in the courtyard you saw a lot of people looking at you instead of your sister, which weirded you out a lot.

bianca and xavier were still together in this and ajax and enid were just getting into a relationship. Rowan and kent were still single.

They couldn't stop looking at you, because you have long white hair and you looked so soft and gentle unlike wednesday.

so when xavier and bianca were walking around at night the came across you singing an old pirate song

hoist the colours

The king and his men stole the queen from her bed... and bound her in her bones

The seas be ours beyond the powers where we will we'll roam

Yo, ho, haul together Hoist the colours high Heave ho, thieves and beggars Never shall we die

Some men have died And some are alive And others sail on the sea With the keys to the cage... And the Devil to pay We lay to Fiddler's Green!

The bell has been raised From it's watery grave... Do you hear it's sepulchral tone? We are a call to all Pay heed the squall And turn your sail toward home!

Yo, ho, all together Hoist the colours high Heave ho, thieves and beggars Never shall we die!

she sounded so angelic for a dark song. Her voice sounded like honey, and they way she danced while singing was magical. Thought xavier and bianca was staring at (name) like she and bianca were the only ones in the world, but xavier didn't mind, because (name) was an exception.

rowan saw xavier and bianca walking around so he was sneaking off to the nightshades library. Since he wasn't in them anymore he wasn't allowed in there. And if anybody caught him, he would be suspended and he doesn't want to spend his break with his unloving and uncaring mother and father. Until he heard singing, he went to investigate and saw (name) singing while dancing in the middle of the moonlight

she looked magnificent dancing in her white dress, her hair flowing with every jump.

you didn't know 3 people were watching you dance and sung last night.

you went out to jericho and went to weathervanes cafe. It sounded like a sweet place so you went in.

tyler was trying to work the coffee machine but the words were in latin so he didn't know what to do. Until a nevermores student came up to him asking if he wanted help.

he had never seen anybody with white hair but it was beautiful. He felt like he could stare into those y/e/c forever.

After the coffee machine was fixed by this beautiful looking girl, i gave her a hot chocolate on the house from helping me.

i hope to see her again thought tyler while he stared at her walking out and walking to a car.

enid and ajax were walking near the lake when they saw wednesday and her sister (name) shooting arrows on the target.

they watched (name) while she was getting her gloves on, she was wearing her beautiful white archery outfit with her arrows in the bag

she looked so magical, liked she came out of a fairytale and enid and ajax were head over heels, but what they didn't know was kent was swimming in the lake and was watching them stare at (name). He felt angry that they were trying to take her away, and how bianca and xavier were trying to take her away.

he was going to do something about it.

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xoxo

lachlan zeez

[pareidoliaonthemove]

A rare treat, and not something often seen in the wild, steam locomotive 3237 in good voice cooling her heels at Dubbo platform after a sightseeing round trip from Dubbo to Binnaway, NSW.

Pity the poor fireman shovelling a minimum of 1 tonne of coal an hour for about eight hours with the weather up to 35 degrees C!

Built by Beyer, Peacock & Co, she entered service on 26 February 1893, and retired from full-time service in November 1973, she now does the occasional sight seeing tour with the Lachlan Valley Railway.

A grand old lady of the rails, who with continued TLC still has good years ahead of her. Hope I'm still as game at 130!

LVR's website, where you can learn find upcoming tours, and more details on their amazing fleet of vintage rolling stock is here:

[maximumwobblerbanditdonut]

GIMLET Crowd pleaser 🍸 I don't think so 🤔

it seems, that SH prepares the Gimlet cocktail to please his business partner AN, also known as “Whisky Virgin”, must be the highest point in a relationship with someone who has no idea about liquors🍸 but pretends to be a director 🤯

SH’s Gin is from his hometown of Galloway and is made at the Crafty Distillery on a hillside with far-reaching views of the Galloway Hills but SH always forgets to mention it.

The Gimlet

The name “Gimlet” itself is thought to have been inspired by the gimlet tool—a small, handheld drilling device used to bore holes in wooden barrels.

As with many classic drinks, the origins of the Gimlet are not 100% clear but during the 18th century, the British Royal Navy created the drink as a medicinal tonic to prevent scurvy.

So our story begins at a time when the British Navy ruled the globe. The ship technology was fantastic, but for medicine, we're still talking about like leeches and prayer-like we didn't even know that there was such a thing as a vitamin. And so scurvy, which we all know now is caused by lack of vitamin C, was just decimating the Royal Navy. More British sailors were lost to scurvy in the 1800s than to actual war.

The sailors' gums were bloody, the skin was jaundiced, and no one knew what was happening because no one knew what a vitamin was. In 1740 Admiral Edward Vernon started ordering that lime juice be included in the sailors' rations so his sailors didn't get scurvy, but the only way to keep lime juice fresh on a ship was to add it to the rum rations so they got the lime juice in their rum.

Problem solved right? Not so much because the sailors were falling out of the riggings drunk by mid-morning.

It would be about a hundred years until a Scot named Lachlan Rose figured out a way how to preserve lime juice without the rum and he called it Rose's Lime Cordial, which, of course, is still with us today. So the sailors would drink rum and lime cordial, but rum was kind of a low-class drink and it certainly gin. The vitamin C was supposed to help ward off illness, and the gin must have been a bonus. So gin and lime cordial is a Gimlet.

The modern Gimlet is always into a chilled coupe or martini glass. Add a sprig of rosemary or mint leaf for garnish and add a little aroma if you have it. Otherwise, a lime wedge is a great garnish or a dehydrated lime wheel floated on top. That’s it!

Drink Like A Character:

The gimlet is a cocktail made of gin and lime cordial. A 1928 description of the drink was: gin, and a spot of lime. A description in the 1953 Raymond Chandler novel The Long Goodbye stated that "a real gimlet is half gin and half Rose's lime juice and nothing else.

This is in line with the proportions suggested by The Savoy Cocktail Book (1930), which specifies one-half gin and one-half lime juice.

Posted 5th April 2024

[thehollywoodfameshow]

CELEBRITY > PARENTS

Margot Robbie and Sebastian Stan Welcome Third Child, After An Emergency C-Section Caused By A Rare Condition: ‘Mom and Baby Are Healthy and Resting at Home in Australia.’

“Margot and Sebastian are delighted to announce the arrival of their third baby,” Margot’s publicist confirmed on Wednesday.

Margot Robbie and Sebastian Stan are parents again!

The I, Tonya co-stars welcomed a baby girl on April 26th in Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia, Margot’s publicist confirmed on Wednesday.

The arrival of their third child, their second daughter, wasn’t without a scare. It was confirmed the thirty-two year old actress suffered complications of a rare condition called placental abruption, when doctor’s performed an emergency c-section.

Placental abruption affects fewer than 200,000 cases per year in which the placenta detaches from the womb (uterus).

In a statement issued to The Hollywood Fame Show, the actress’s publicist assured the mother and child are doing well and expressed appreciation for the nurses, doctors and medical staff at Gold Coast Private Hospital: “Margot and Sebastian cannot begin to express their gratitude to their medical team at Gold Coast Private Hospital for the care they provided Margot and their baby girl. Because of their expertise and timeliness, both Margot and their daughter are doing well and resting comfortably at home.”

The actress’s publicist then went on to explain, “While the couple asks for privacy at this time, they felt it was important to shed some light on this rare condition and raise some awareness in hopes to help other parents.”

Stan, 40, announced their third pregnancy on Instagram with a picture of his wife’s growing baby bump after paparazzi photographed them buying pregnancy tests in the Maldives.

Margot and Sebastian are parents to Axel Lachlan Cameron Stan, 3, and Piper Georgeta Sarie Stan, 1.

Details about their second daughter are being kept under-wraps.

THIS ARTICLE IS FAKE & FOR ROLE PLAY PURPOSES ONLY. PLEASE DO NOT REBLOG OR REPOST OUTSIDE OF HOLLYWOOD FAME RP.

[comfy-whumpee]

Poison

Whumptober 14 - feed me poison...

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Head thick with pain, body immobilised with exhaustion, Northlight musters all their strength, and does what they do best.

They tell a story.

When Lachlan is next in the room, giving them yet another lukewarm sponge bath that would be funny if it wasn’t so awkward, they pull all their thoughts together.

“In an ancient forest on the continent, there is a witch with mud-stained hands. The witch lives with the trees, cares for them like sisters, and with her magic connected to the earth, they care for her in turn. The family of the forest includes the animals too, as the witch cares for the birds, the bats, the scurrying squirrels and the prowling wolves. She is the only one from whom the deer do not run…”

Eyes down, Lachlan dunks the sponge in his bucket and slaps it down onto Northlight’s leg. It’s not the same bucket as he uses with the mop, thankfully. He’s wearing clean scrubs, too. One benefit of Annalise’s takeover is that he hasn’t been murdered recently. Small mercies…

“Until a wizard comes. A wizard is not like a witch. They are like sky and earth. Where the wizard walks, the deer come to him, and the wolves sniff at his hand and roll onto their backs. The birds land on his shoulders, and the squirrels bring him their winter stores. The witch knows of the wizard, and the wizard knows of the witch, but the forest is large, and their paths never cross.”

They have to stop to take a breath. This story is old, familiar despite the minor changes they’ve made on the fly today. They can do this with their mind a mush. The words thread through the fugue like bridges of golden chains. They should use that phrase sometime…

Lachlan is frowning, but focuses on scrubbing the blood crusted along their arm. Northlight barely feels it. Their body is a sodden weight.

“When winter comes, the wizard and witch live in their cottages on opposite sides of the forest. They both light their fires and eat their stockpiled food. The witch lives well on the preserves she has made, from her garden and from her foraging. The wizard lives just as well on the nuts and berries he has received from the birds and the squirrels, and the meat hunted for him by the wolves.

“Outside of their two cottages, the animals of the forest struggle to survive. They have given their best food to the wizard in offering. They have appointed him as a god, and made sacrifices for him. But the wizard does not know what he has taken. He only knows what he has gained.”

Do the boy’s eye’s narrow now? Is he starting to understand? They clear their throat painfully. Their voice will give out soon, so they need a quick conclusion.

“The animals go to the cottage of the wizard. But he does not open his door to them, as they have no gifts to give. The animals go then to the witch, who understands their plight. But the witch has nothing to spare. She only has enough for herself, and not to feed the forest.”

They wince as Lachlan soaks the suds from their skin, shivering in the cold of evaporating water. Nearly there.

“As the winter goes on, the forest animals begin to suffer and starve. None suffer more than the wolves, who have no prey to hunt, and no energy to do so. Sickly and skeletal, they return to the witch and plead at her door…” They force a breath. “But not for food.

“‘Feed us poison,’ the leader of the pack begs the witch. ‘Let us die now, so we need not waste away in the cold.’ The witch was horrified at the idea. What was she to do?” Their eyes move to Lachlan, trying to read what he thinks. “Abandon her food stores, sacrifice her survival for a meal that will not feed the whole forest long enough to survive? Or fetch the poison for the wolves, accepting death can be chosen as well as feared?”

Lachlan picks up the bucket. Northlight is damp all over and shuddering, but their words were clear, they’re sure. Lachlan’s frown is deep enough to show he has heard. He is trying to work out the moral of the story.

“What did the witch choose?” Northlight whispers.

He leaves them alone.

[honeysmokedham]

I haven't assisted him yet. I would like to assist him in meeting his worst fear. Me.

I thought jokes were supposed to be funny? Maybe you should work on your comedy before taking it online.

I have a question? If ya go to his house to assist him how d’ya not know his address? Does he keep movin’ houses???

Here’s his address though: [user sends a random string of numbers]

I’m just jokin’, I’ve never seen that man before in my life! The one that ain’t cardboard… I know who Captain America is.

[livi-sims]

Głupie drzewo, zabrało mi moich dwóch ulubionych Simów :c i podobny case do Kelly i Andiego, też śmierć ojca chwilę po porodzie, a o Thalii to już nawet nie wspominam :c biedna sierotka Lachlan odszedł w wieku 35 lat, a Neely 25 lat [*]

[hummingbird-hunter]

Me, naming my other wizardverse characters: Lachlan is an Irish/Scottish name meaning "from the land of lakes", given to those who came from Nordic countries, and while Lachlan isn't nordic, it's reflective of how Sylvie found them in the water and immediately realised that they're not originally from the region; Sylvie herself is a spirit-protector of the forest, and her name literally means just that; Áine is a fae based largely on Celtic myths and there is also an Irish goddess by the same name. There is also believed to be a myth of the queen of the fae having that name, although my research may be not great or accurate.

Me naming Maize: c o r n