#callum's teddy

[ghostlyarchaeologist]

The Librarians of the Library

[sug4r-t1tz]

new teddy lupin fancast ??? maybe it’s been done before idk

it’s literally perfect

[ruleof3bobby]

HERE (2024) Grade: C+

Personally took me a min to get into it. I did enjoy the 3rd act and ending. Interesting to know it was shot just the way the graphic novel was drawn.

[milliondollarbaby87]

Here (2024) Review

A story looking at different generations who lived in a house in the same spot, everything that happened over time. ⭐️⭐️ Continue reading Here (2024) Review

[jackbatchelor3]

That copper is family.

[monoclegraphic]

pretend est un rpg city se déroulant à paris. réservé à un public mature et avisé (-16). tous types de personnages bienvenus, un rp par mois, aucun minimum de ligne, tw obligatoires.

RECHERCHE DE PRÉ-LIENS ;; robin brothers

tw :: abandon devant l'autel

Nord de la France. Une bourgade comme il y en a tant, cette petite ville où tout le monde connaît tout le monde. Une famille se trouve sur les lèvres de chacun, observant les filles Rambaud. Ces gamines qui s’évadent pour vivre au gré du vent. Et il y a EUX. Les frères Robin. D’un milieu modeste, ils n’ont pas grandi dans ce tableau sombre qu’à connu les gamines. Ils les côtoient tout de même, que ce soit dans le village ou sur les bancs d’école. Un destin qui les lient, les unissent, les détruisent…

(m) lev robin (libre) ;; Lev est sorti avec l’une des sœurs Rambaud, Teddy. Primaire. Collège. Lycée. Petit couple au chemin tracé. On les envie. On les ship. On a tant d’espoir pour eux. Elle est belle, il est beau. Un tableau digne d’un teen movie. Tout est parfait jusqu’au caillou qui nous fatigue en marchant apparaisse sur leur chemin. Mariage planifié. Cloche qui résonne lors du grand jour. Tout le monde est présent ou presque… Lev est toutefois introuvable ! On le cherche, hurle son nom, regarde chaque racoin. Rien. Envolé. Aucun mot. Aucune explication.

(m) ariel robin (libre) ;; L’aîné. C’est par hasard qu’il croise le chemin de Teddy à Paris. Le monde est petit ! Il ne l’a pas revu depuis que son frère a annulé le mariage en prenant la fuite. Il aurait aimé s’il vivait encore dans leur patelin, alors qu’il découvre la jeune Rambaud, Ariel cherche à rattraper le coup. Ce qui commence par quelques bières dans un pub, finit par de longues conversations. Des balades interminables et une Teddy qui crache son venin. La gamine adorable qu’il a connue semble disparue. À chaque fois qu’il s’en fait la réflexion, elle laisse entrevoir sa douceur. Capturer ses moments devient presque prioritaire lorsqu’ils sont que tous les deux. Le temps file, il se dit qu’il ne devrait pas la regarder comme il le fait ; après tout, elle est l’ex de son frère ! Y’a des lois contre ça, non ? Et… Il chasse cette pensée, profite du temps qu’il a avec elle.

avatars by me ;; callum turner & tom webb les fc sur le sujets sont simplement à titre d'exemples. Le pré-lien des deux frères est TRÈS libre pour laisser le plus de place à votre imagination 🧡Mais si vous avez des questions, envie de discuter pour qu'on travail le tout ensemble, je suis dispo en dm !!

>>> PAR ICI <<<

[charlicpace]

name masterlist: love island uk edition ! some folks like to stick to names that are more 'realistic' & my favourite place to look for those names is reality tv, because... well, that's their names ! so here's a list of every name that's ever popped up on the uk version of love island ( seasons 1-8 ) so all these names are perfect for characters aged 18-40 if we're going off ( uk-based ! ) actual likelihood.

aaron

abigail

adam

afia

alex

alexandra

alexi

amy

anna

andrea

andrew

anton

amber

amelia

arabella

belle

ben

bethany

billy

biggs

brad

brett

callum

cally

camilla

cara

caroline

charlie

ched

cheyenne

chloe

chris

chyna

clarisse

coco

craig

curtis

daisy

dale

dami

dan

daniel

danielle

danica

danny

darylle

davide

dean

deji

dennon

demi

dom

ellie

elma

ellisha

emma

eva

eve

ekin-su

eyal

faye

finn

francesca

frankie

gabby

gemma

george

georgia

grace

greg

hannah

harley

harry

hayley

hugo

iain

idris

ikenna

india

jack

jacques

jade

james

jamie

jake

javi

jay

jazmine

jess

joanna

joe

john

jonny

jordan

josh

kady

kalia

katie

kaz

kazimir

kem

kendall

kieran

lacey

laura

lauren

lavena

lexi

liam

liana

liberty

lillie

lucie

lucinda

luis

luke

malia

malin

marcel

marino

maura

maria

mary

marvin

matthew

maya

max

medhy

megan

michael

mike

molly

montana

nabila

naomi

nas

natalia

nathan

niall

olivia

oliver

ollie

omar

ovie

paige

paul

poppy

priscilla

priya

sam

salma

samira

savanna

scott

shannen

shaugna

sharon

sherif

siannise

simon

sophie

summer

stephanie

stevie

steve

rachel

rebecca

remi

reese

rob

rosie

rykard

tasha

teddy

terry

theo

tina

toby

tom

tommy

tony

travis

troy

tyla

tyler

tyne

wallace

wes

yewande

zara

zoe

[janeiscompletelyfine]

Characters

Hey folks, I had an idea. So I'm writing a fic called Once More, With Feeling, and I am about ready to put another chapter out, but at the same time I have also finished the character sheet of every character in my fic who goes to school at the same time as Harry (whew.)

So my idea was that I would release said character sheet and people could do asks pairing a character with a subject they liked (for example, Keiko Tanaka with older lesbian awakening) and I write them a chapter if I could, because 1. motivation and 2. it would be fun!

One note: please don't use any original characters without asking. I know there's still a chance that it will happen and maybe it's not fair to ask, and if so lmk, but if at all possible, if you are reading this, inherent creative copyright is the basis of all fanfiction and if we can't agree on that, so much of what we love wouldn't exist. If you ask I'm 100% amenable to the characters being used, but please ask.

Okay, without further ado, here is the list as of right now, with Harry as a first year. When I get to the next year I'll reblog with the new kids and without the seventh years. The * refers to an original character, and the (a) refers to a character that has already been introduced in the story, which doesn't mean they can't get a chapter written but means they may already have a bit of a personality.

Once More, With Feeling Characters!

First Year:

Gryffindor:

Hermione Granger (a)

Ron Weasley (a)

Harry Potter (a)

Neville Longbottom

Seamus Finnigan (a)

Parvati Patil (a)

Lavender Brown (a)

Dean Thomas (a)

Ravenclaw:

Cho Chang

 Anthony Goldstein

Padma Patil (a)

Michael Corner

Lisa Turpin

Mandy Brocklehurst

Terry Boot

Morag MacDougal

Hufflepuff:

Ernie Macmillan

Hannah Abbott

Justin Finch-Fletchley

Wayne Hopkins

Sally-Anne Perks

Susan Bones

Lily Moon

Slytherin:

Draco Malfoy (a)

Pansy Parkinson (a)

Daphne Greengrass (a)

Tracey Davis (a)

Vincent Crabbe (a)

Gregory Goyle (a)

Theodore Nott (a)

Millicent Bulstrode (a)

Second Year:

Gryffindor:

Cormac McLaggen

Katie Bell

Poppy Lassers*

Juliet Torley*

Abraham Kent*

Callie Zeller*

 Alfie McTuckett*

Ravenclaw:

Marcus Belby

Eddie Carmichael

Marietta Edgecombe

April Whiteflower*

Lila Webster*

Bellamy Schon*

Isabela Martin*

Hufflepuff:

Rob Summerby

Leanne Nott

Kenneth Towler

Tara Moon*

Jasper Davis*

Louie Nabbit*

Oscar Cross*

Slytherin:

Billy Harper

Hakim Urquhart

Emmeline Denkel*

Lola DeLuma* (a)

Ezra Fawley*

Finch Rowle*

Leopold McManus*

Third Year:

Gryffindor:

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Angelina Johnson (a)

Alicia Spinnet (a)

Lee Jordan

Arthur Marrigan*

Ines Cardoso*

Scott Nunez*

Ravenclaw:

Roger Davies

Patricia Stimpson

Oona Sianche*

Asa Merrythought*

Molly Moon*

Catherine Prewett*

Fabler Murray*

Hufflepuff:

Cedric Diggory

Holly Hopkins*

Henrietta Noot* (a)

Maria Jimenez*

Teddy Torley* (a)

Phineas Borde*

Alabaster Borde*

Slytherin:

Miles Botchley

Graham Montague

Paula Cardoso*

Millie Wanewright*

Warwick Yarrow*

Barry Costman*

Madeline Morrisey*

Fourth Year:

Gryffindor:

Abelia Scott*

Keiko Tanaka* (a)

Fabian Cross* (a)

Elizabeth Benson*

Benjamin Denkel*

Peter Morebb* (a)

Steve Baumgarten*

Ravenclaw:

Sylvia Fawcett

Isobel Barclay*

Callum Marrigan*

Knox Wilson* (a)

Jacob Benowitz*

Mia Solendska*

Hufflepuff:

Juno Summers

Jameson Snock*

Johnny Ahmed* (a)

Amelia Wanewright*

Lauren Zeller*

Lizzy Beckett*

Slytherin:

Lucian Bole

Cassius Warrington

Adrian Pucey

Peregrine Derrick

Maryam DeLuma*

Seraphina O’Wane*

Zuzu Clapton*

Fifth Years:

Gryffindor:

Percy Weasley (a)

Oliver Wood (a)

Hank Murray*

Rachel Flick*

Mary (Matey) Nicks*

Bill Walters*

Zoey Lost*

Ravenclaw:

Penelope Clearwater

Claude Sollens*

Abigail Beck*

Robert Wailing*

Josh Browson*

Arabella Gardens*

Hufflepuff:

Michael McManus

Mabel Macmillan* (a)

Jenny Rosier* (a)

Wallen Exeber* (a)

Maya Ahmed* (a)

Odwulf Hausmann*

Sylvester Blink*

Slytherin:

Marcus Flint

Joey Markington* (a)

Philippa Morn*

Magdalena Fawcett*

Sebastian Swann*

Winter Barking*

Sixth Year:

Gryffindor:

Sophia Ferrate*

Romina Murray* (a)

Betty Sloper* (a)

Joe Spinnet* (a)

Thomas Denkel*

Darren Cross*

Yara Fawcett*

Ravenclaw:

Fergus FInnigan

Philip Baffler* (a)

Caroline Morian*

Diana Bow* (a)

Wesley Marrigan*

Dalia Ahmed*

Lucy Torley* (a)

Petrovna Berezkina* (a)

Hufflepuff:

Cara Smith*

Bennett Hopkins*

Hugh Madley*

Bruxo Castelan*

Finn Shamble*

Stella DuLuma*

Charlotte Pack*

Slytherin:

Cecilia DeTona* (a)

Faye Winger*

Astelan Smitt*

Robin Cospen* (a)

Terence Tackman*

Berto Conti*

Walter Mane*

Lea Shallan*

Seventh Year:

Gryffindor:

Reed Dennaghue*

Dorothea Bow*

Ernest Fluckster*

Wulfric Shee*

Kirk Dunbroch*

Sarah Fawcett*

Calliope Burns*

Patrick Torley*

Ravenclaw:

Gerald Biggs*

Tony Walden*

Zelda O’Heran*

Reginald Battes*

Morgana Abbott* (a)

Aurelian Dane*

Olivia Shee*

Hufflepuff:

Jada Shafiq*

 Aster Rosier*

Norbert Caster*

Posy Kettleburn*

Helen McManus*

Tate Fawley*

Slytherin:

Terence Higgs

Clare Jameson*

Bettina Magorian*

Layla Ahmed*

Torey Denkel*

Timothy Starling*

Wander Fyke*

Sienna DeTona*

And that's it! Thank you!

[whump-it]

This is the second request I've had today to go on the tag list and it means so much to me. I know I've significantly slowed down on writing this story but it's not closed! I still have so much left to write. I just need real life to give me the time. Thank you so much for the reblog, the tags, and the request for being tagged!

So it, uh, looks like I finally wrote some of Callum's story! Enjoy!

The patient had narrowed their eyes at him when he had walked in, three student doctors and two trained nurses trailing in after him.

"I know you from somewhere," the patient had said.  "We haven't met have we?"

"I don't believe we have," Callum had answered, holding out his hand to shake.  "Dr Callum Morrow, consultant surgeon."  The patient had looked at his hand then back at him.

"Oh that's it," they'd said, not taking his hand. "That's why I know you.  You're the one on the TV that time going on about how bad the Collection Programme is.  That's it."

"Hmm," Callum had hummed; a noise of practiced polite, non-commital doctor-answering. 

"I don't want you operating on me," the patient had said.  "No way.  The things you've said about that family.  They lose their parents first, and then if that's not enough, that poor poor girl gets murdered.  Then her brother dies in a car accident and you're the one saying how bad you have it!?  You asked to be a Donor.  There's not one of that poor family left to defend themselves.  My cousin had a BP and they got on like a house on fire.  I don't trust a word you say."

........

Sitting in the hospital restaurant, the conversation played over and over again in Callum's head.  He had picked the restaurant quite deliberately over the harsh silence of his office.  It was as anonymous as a man in scrubs with scarred arms and a scar around his throat could get in a hospital.  Too many other people all caught up in their other people drama to notice him.  He doesn't think that he'd have said anything for the patient to complain about, but the truth is that he's not sure exactly what was said after that.  He would have been polite.  He'd not have risked his record at the hospital or his registration as a consultant by being rude.  That much he knows is true. 

Quite what his students must think about him though was another matter entirely.  His past isn't a huge secret and every new person that he meets, every patient, every new recruit, every student he trains and mentors, they all eye up his scars and whisper when they think he's not looking.  But to hear the way that the patient had spoken to him can't have inspired a huge amount of confidence in him.  Patients hardly ever tell a surgeon that they don't want them to be the one performing their surgery.

In front of him, the plate of chicken curry and rice was getting colder by the minute.  It wasn't even that he was particularly hungry, but the restaurant staff weren't overly keen on people coming in and taking up room that paying customers could use.  And so, chicken curry it was.  He had mashed it down with the back of his fork into a lumpy puree.  A cold one, which he sat and stated at.  To the side of the plate, the small dish of melon and custard that he'd picked up for literally no reason suddenly had a use.  He tipped the melon and custard into the curry and mashed it all together.

Perfect.

Just like Master Hayden would have made for him to eat.  Something with vitamins and nutrients and very little consistency.  Something just right for a little wretch who has atoned.  And with very little appetite, Callum ate the whole plate.  Ingratitude is not to be even thought of.   Someone had taken the time and effort to cook this.

And manners cost nothing.  He sighed as he pushed his chair back and took the plate, bowl, cutlery, and tray to the rack where they are meant to be stacked by whoever used them.  Not left at the table for the staff to clear away.  Yes, manners cost nothing, he thought as he muttered thanks to anyone in a uniform on his way back to his office, keeping his head down and eyes on the floor as he went.  Getting to the office and closing the door behind himself was a blessed relief.  Straight away he went to the shelf where Haz was always sat, ready should he be needed, and picked the teddy up.  Pressed him to his face.  Breathed in the smell of his fur.  It smelled like home.  Like real home.  Not like atonement in a basement, covered in blood and mud, a cracked masquerade of perfection that never really was. 

The knock at the door was unwelcome, when he had only been in there for less than a minute.  On instinct born of stress and panic, the noise made him flinch and twist Haz's ear.  He chewed his lip and whoever was on the other side knocked again.  Carefully, he placed Haz back on the shelf, unwilling to let him go so soon, and opened the door to find his favourite nurse, May, stood the other side.

"I heard what happened," she said with no preamble.  It was part of why he liked her so much.  She always had his back and always had her ear to the ground.  And always got straight to the point.  "Did you put Haz back on his shelf when I knocked?"

"Yeah," Callum said, rubbing at his forehead, at the spot where his bruise always used to be.  Where, if someone really looked hard enough, they would see a slight dip that was left from his brain surgery, another step along the road to recovering from what Master Hayden had done to him.

"Do you want to get him?" 

"Umm... yeah.  Yeah I do,"

"Well, come on then," she said, hustling him gently back into the office.  He didn't need to be told twice, hurrying back to the shelf and grasping Haz hard.  "Better?"

"Much," he said, pausing for a moment.  "I...I never lied May.  Never.  It's all true.   I can't lie because it's not allowed and rules like that stick.  They stick when they've been carved and burned and beaten and broken into you."

"I know," she said, coming to him and taking his hands in hers, Haz squashed up in between them.  "Everyone who matters knows.  And anyone who doesn't know?  Doesn't matter."

Callum looked down at their hands.  At Haz. 

"If this bear could talk," he said with a sigh.

"If this bear could talk," May said.  "He'd tell you how wonderful you are.  And how proud he is of you.  And he'd say thank you for keeping him safe all this time.  Most of all, he'd say we'll done and thank you for telling the truth to the whole world."

He could feel his throat getting tighter and thicker with the feeling of tears as he listened to May speaking.  As she stepped in to keep him from sinking too far back into the past where all he had to rely on for safety was a list of ten rules and the tenuous safety of atoning for temporary perfection, knowing that one day his luck and his time would run out. 

The past was not the place to be.  Anything that had dressed itself up as safety back then had been a lie.  He didn't have to rely on those lies anymore.

"You want to call Rory?" May asked quietly.  Callum nodded.  He wanted to do that very much.  Very much indeed.  May squeezed his hands before letting go, standing on tip toes to press a kiss to his forehead.  "You be back for ward rounds on time Dr Morrow, you hear?"

He smiled at her and kissed her back.

"I'll meet you down there."

Tagging the old team but it's been a while. Please say if you want off the list! No one is more surprised that this got written and posted than I am! @haro-whumps @grizzlie70   @castielamigos-whump-side-blog @bloodybrambles @iaminamoodymoodtoday @burtlederp @my-whumpy-little-heart @pepperonyscience @faewhump @whump-tr0pes @spookyboywhump @finder-of-rings @liliability @whumpfigure @girlwithacoolcat @tears-and-lilies @inpainandsuffering @whumppsychology @ashintheairlikesnow @justabitofwhump

[drfirsnogayny]

For some reason, yesterday I was obsessed with the idea of collecting all the existing art on Kindergarten Ocgram, and I did

Never mind, just a little work I've done while I'm taking a break from Art Fight

(Works of clover-color, ketchupandpickles, juststupid882, rainrayne and lammy-art)

I don't think the table will be complete, but I really want to fill in my row. I haven't talked about it before, but I once had an idea that I plan to implement soon. For this reason, I had these two sketches.

Bonus: Can you guess in what order the characters are located and why they are different colors?

Buggs, Monty, Madison, Felix, Teddy, Carla, Alice, Jerome, Ron, Penny, Cindy, Lily, Ozzy, Nugget, Billy

Pixy, Byron, Ivy, Adonis, Mike, Callum, Abigal, Alina

[0multifandomweirdo0]

When, and we know they will, someone (Callum, ahem) gets Aaravos out of prison, I'm sure the guy won't want to just retire and raise his kid with Viren. Something is going to go to shits.

Not only will Callum be totally pissed off for letting him go - well, if it's him, well, but he'll be totally fucked if he hurts someone in the process. Like Rayla.

But Rayla is Rayla, an absolute monster when someone hurts the ones she loves - and she certainly has no interest in coming after Callum again. Will her anger at Aaravos for getting under Callum's skin again get the best of her and she will attack? Will she try to stop Aaravos from escaping, but at the same time not want to harm Callum in any way? Both?

Overprotective Rayla is everything, even though it could cost her own life - and we know she's selfless

YES, I LOVE ANGS BUT AT THE SAME TIME I WANT THEM HAPPY, SUE ME

Thank you for coming to my teddy talk

[secretgcrdens]

(callum turner, twenty-eight, cis man, he/him) you do not know me but rest assured i know you, SIR THEODORE ALWYN. you are the KNIGHTED INDIVIDUAL. you maybe be known for your BENEVOLENT but it is only a mask for the true nature of your HEEDLESS ways. however, i am not here to spread slander on the queen’s jewels, though i suspect you are her HEMATITE. the ton says your name reminds them of A LOOPY SMILE & AN HONEST HEART, THE JAGGED SIDE OF A CLIFF’S EDGE, EARLY MORNING MIST, AND ALWAYS LEAVING THE SHEETS UNTUCKED . how scandalous! you have been warned, dear reader, that i will prove if this is true and share every last detail.

basics

name : sir theodore alwyn 'teddy' age : 28 birthday : 24 december 1785 sexuality : pansexual personality : benevolent, friendly, impulsive, & heedless

family

father : lord frederic alwyn mother : lady josephine alwyn (née mcintosh) siblings : thomas alwyn (31), matilda alwyn (30), dorothea 'thea' alwyn (28, twin sister), eloise alwyn (26), christopher alwyn (24), imogen alwyn (19)

chaos — chaos wrapped up in a loopy grin, a soft heart, charm, and endless jest — that's how his mother would describe theodore. there was never a dull moment when he was around. theodore and his twin, dorothea 'thea' have been giving their parents a run for their money since their birth on christmas eve of 1785. one of seven children born into a titled, but ordinary family, theodore learned early on that he had to cause a ruckus in order to not be left behind.

as theodore grew into his pre-teen years, he developed quite the proficient skill in archery. he's always been a thrill seeker, chasing mayhem with laughter. never afraid to take risks, even if they were dangerous or careless — often causing his mother to gasp or feel faint. despite his lack of concern for his own safety, he's very protective of his siblings, especially his sisters. he's always been the closest with thea, thinking of her as his other half, his partner in crime, his best friend. but when she ran away, leaving only a note behind he felt betrayed and abandoned. war was looming over england and she was chasing her dreams, leaving theodore behind in a crowded house that was now devoid of his best friend. he was upset, he was hurt. not only was it unfair, it made him sad — a feeling theodore always ran from.

when enlistment started for the war, theodore was proud to fight for the crown and was excited about the opportunity. what could be more thrilling than battle? due to ship out the following day, theodore spent his last night before becoming a true soldier in london. there, he spotted thea on stage. it was dizzying seeing his sister so close to him, yet so far away. concerned about her safety living as a young woman in london, far from home so he waited for her after her performance, begging her to return home and secretly writing a letter to their father informing him of her whereabouts. he didn't do it out of malice or with ill-intentions, he had her best interest at heart — or so he thought. now he realizes he shouldn't have snitched on her, she was living her dream and she was formidable, she could take care of herself. their relationship which was once inseparable is wounded, but theodore is determined to fix it.

theodore's impulsive, careless, and risky behavior proved to be beneficial to him in the army. he soon rose in the ranks as he earned the trust of his comrades and his superiors. while not always levelheaded, theodore was able to strategize at the drop of a hat and was willing to risk it all for his men. he became a knight commander, a middle role, giving orders to men but still reporting to superiors. he thrived. after a heroic battle in which theodore risked his life to rescue his men from enemy forces, queen anne decided to bestow knighthood upon him. he now lives in his bachelor lodgings in mayfair, receiving money from the crown, and the title of 'sir.' he feels out of place in his new role and in the throws of the social scene in mayfair, but always a friendly soul he loves getting to know new people.

though he'd never admit it, he's afraid of being abandoned, forgotten, or replaced. but, he hides those insecurities behind the most charming of smiles and an unserious demeanor. he can often be found cracking jokes, surrounded by a group of people, and ignoring the expectations of gentlemen in the ton. he's the epitome of chaotic good, laced with careless acts and a few dark secrets.

wanted connections :

- former comrades / maybe soldiers that were under his command or someone he saved !

- someone who’s showing him the ropes of high society !

- a bff !!! a ride or die bromance !

- anything romantic, we can plot stuff out !

[absolutedaisy]

eyes eyes eyes eyes eyes eyes eyes......

Blinky is not the kind of god you want to be seeing in your visions, ft. my Hatchetfield oc, Estelle, her brother, Callum, and...well, you'll see the rest.

The day started out normally enough. A cup of hot tea, feeding the cats, yelling at Callum to unload the dishwasher because damn it, she can’t take another night of shitty takeout. Just another day in the life. 

And then, all of a sudden, things started to change. 

It started small. An odd shape she hadn’t noticed before carved into the rough wooden floors of the upstairs hallway, a little oval hollowed into the pile of cat food, a button eye falling off an old teddy bear on her shelf. She really didn’t pay much attention to it. By the time 8:00 am hit, Callum had already gone downstairs for work, and Estelle was left alone with the cats for the day. As she sat in front of the living room television, stroking Pillbug’s sleek black fur, something felt…off. She couldn’t exactly describe it, but it almost felt like someone–or something–was watching her. 

Estelle was unsettled as she stood up, watching the blind black cat leap to the floor, meowing back up at her, annoyed. She tried to shake it off, glancing at the old grandfather clock in the corner of the room. An hour had passed. She was tempted to go downstairs into the shop to be near her brother, just to have someone else nearby, but bit her tongue and went back to her chair, tucking her legs beneath her. She fumbled for the television remote, a desperate attempt to calm herself down with reruns of I Love Lucy, but when she picked it up, the on/off button had been replaced by a single, yellow, beady eye. She shrieked and tossed it across the room. 

After a moment, she glanced back at it. The eye was gone. She scrambled to pick it up, dusting it off with the hem of her shirt. When she turned back to the chair, a second eye had appeared on the plush seat. Her knuckles whitened around the remote, and she took a step back. She tried to retrace her steps throughout that day and the one before it: the last night had ended with a FaceTime call with her girlfriend before bed. She’d gotten a good ten hours of sleep, having woken up at seven that morning, eaten breakfast with her brother in the kitchen, fed the cats, all the things she normally did. What gave? She never drank, she’d never been high, and this wasn’t some sort of delusion caused by lack of sleep!

Maybe I need some fresh air! She thought. I’ve been cooped up a lot, maybe a nice walk down at the pier will help! 

Estelle pulled on a light sweater, ignoring the fact that the buttons had turned into eyes, complete with lashes and veins. She laced up her black sneakers, trying to shut her eyes and just ignore the freaky little changes in her home environment,  but the visions swam beneath her eyelids like fish below a frozen lake. 

One or two more eyes had appeared, but only for a brief moment. They were in the walls, the staircase, the railing, all the way through the hallway that led Estelle from her apartment to the shop below it. There was a single customer there when she arrived, an elderly man who frequented the location. Callum was behind the counter, and Bumblebee had apparently crept her way down behind him that morning, because she was sitting atop the register with her long, bushy tail tucked neatly around her delicate paws.

“Estelle? I thought you were taking the day off!” Callum looked down at her, concerned. “What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost!”

She risked a glance up at her brother; a terrible choice. For a moment, a third eye appeared in the center of his forehead, the sclera was golden in hue, with a massive, scarlet red pupil in the center, a stark contrast to Callum’s normal, pale blue eyes. 

“I don’t- I don’t-” She bit the inside of her cheek to keep herself from screaming, feeling a trickle of metallic liquid ooze out from the wound she’d created with her teeth. Callum blinked once, then twice, and the third eye seemed to retreat back inside his forehead with a wretched squelching noise. She was breathing heavily, unable to even explain to him what had been happening that morning. 

“Estelle? C’mon, talk to me!” He shoved aside a stack of old, leather-bound books on the counter, pushing his way to the other side. He grabbed both of his sister’s hands and squeezed, shaking Estelle, trying to make her snap out of it. 

Eyes were forming everywhere–she counted seven on the wall behind the checkout, four crawling across the windowsill, even a pair on Bumblebee, right on her chest, her fur forming a set of lashes. 

Callum seemed to panic too now, poking and pinching her, trying to get her out of this weird dreamy state she was in, but it was no use. She was too far gone from reality. 

“Oh god, oh god…” He pulled out his phone and dialed a number he would have otherwise never called–Estelle’s girlfriend, Zoey–and tapped the icon to put the phone on speaker. 

“Please pick up, please pick up…” He took Estelle’s wrist into his clenched fist. She was leaning against him as the eyes before her grew in size, more and more popping up. It seemed every time she closed her own set, another would be birthed before her. On the wall behind her, words started to appear in loopy purple writing: Don’t you fucking blink. 

She tried to take their advice, straining to keep her eyes open, but the longer she did, the more the eyes grew. She had completely lost sight of where she was. More letters were written in, this time on the floor: I’m watching you! 

There were so many, and not just the yellow, beady ones she’d come to know. Some clearly belonged to humans, others to animals, others were cartoonish or heavily detailed. She could hear them blinking, a sort of whoosh-whoosh noise as the lashes hit the lids, like a chorus of birds all flapping their wings at once. She could feel them on her body, every twitch and movement they made translating onto a light clap against her own pale skin. Her head throbbed from the noise of the eyes. She never knew something so silent in her everyday live could cause so much pain…here. 

“Estelle!” Callum was still yelling at her, but she didn’t even seem to register her own name any more. Her knees began to buckle beneath her, and he felt her weight transfer onto him, hanging off his arm like Tarzan from a vine. With his free hand, he held his phone up as it rang once, twice, three times, before Zoey finally picked up.

“Uh…I think you should maybe get over here…”

“Eyes…eyes…” She was muttering, over and over again, Callum could barely put together what she was saying, her words were so slurred. She was down on the ground now, having let go of Callum’s arm and crumpled beneath her own weight. She was groaning, immense pain hitting every ounce of her body. 

Estelle didn’t remember anything after that. At some point, the looming threat of being watched from every angle had become too much to bear, she must have passed out. When she awoke again, she was back in her bed, Zoey curled up around her and Callum nervously pacing. Once he saw she was awake, he stepped up to her bedside. She groaned as she felt her girlfriend bury her face against her neck, mumbling into her skin. “I thought you were gonna die.”

“No shit!” Callum barked. “What the hell happened? Did you have a stroke or something?”

“N-no, I…I can’t even begin to explain…” Estelle sat up, peeling her body away from Zoey. “I…there were eyes, everywhere…” 

Zoey frowned. “Eyes? Babe, are you feeling okay?” She set her hand on her girlfriend’s forehead, feeling for a fever. “We thought you were having a heart attack or something!” She grabbed Estelle by the shoulders, and Estelle shuddered.

Zoey was looking at her right in the eyes. 

Estelle shivered and shut her eyes tight, feeling Zoey pull her close again. She felt a movement as Callum sat down on the foot of the bed. 

“We’re gonna get this figured out, don’t worry!” Callum touched her shoulder, just a tap. She shivered, remembering the feeling of the eyes blinking. If she was going to be touched, she needed it to be constant, and so she felt herself nuzzling closer to Zoey. 

“Really? That one?” T’Noy Karaxis tossed his bastard’s box from one hand to the other, staring down at the tiny town of Hatchetfield. His brother, Bliklotep, had an evil sort of grin on his face. “That’s the one! Our little friend needs to uphold her part of the deal.”

“I don’t remember her making a deal!” Tinky snorted, flicking his box back at his brother. Blinky grimaced. “I never said she did it.”

[winterwrites23]

SoT as incorrect quotes based on @atsushis-fangs series part 13:

Andrew about Seán: Every friend group got that one silly friend who also has a profound air of sadness about him.

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Seán: Going to rock bottom do you guys need anything?

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Both Present and Past Scotland, trying to pretend like they're all stoic and badass: "I don't care" I say, as I care deeply.

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Seán whenever he gets into an argument with one of his brothers: Bitches be like, "Oh I'm fine" and then detach themselves from everyone in their lives for weeks. It's me, I'm bitches.

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Wales: I would have made the perfect cat. Life is so unfair sometimes.

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Callum @ Seán: You only hate me because you do not like me and I am mean to you. Grow up already.

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Past Scotland about Seán's true identity: I hate it when shit is unbeknownst to me. It fucking sucks.

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Scotland: aren't you like, 5'2?

Seán: I self identify as tall thank you very much!

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Wales: I'm sensitive not soft... I'll slap you while crying about it.

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*About Wales*: Man says "fuck it", eats lunch at 10:58 a.m.

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Because I was gone so long I decided to do a longer one in order to make up for it. Also, I just got so mad because I feel like Seán would really like the song Duvet by Bôa, however it wasn't released until 1998, a whole year after this story takes place.

You're so right about Scotland, he may act all tough and cool, but he really is just a big softie on the inside, like a giant teddy bear lol. And if you catch him in the act, he'll deny it to the end of days xD

OMG the list of jokes and movie references I want to put in the story but can't because it happens after 1997 makes me go crazy, you have no idea 😂😂

[shootingstars-or-airplanes]

Book Review: Infinity Alchemist

I've decided I'm going to start reviewing books on here. Mostly because I like to get my thoughts down when I finish a book but also partly because it's my blog and nobody can tell me no. So here's my first one on the first book I finished this year: Infinity Alchemist my Kacen Callender.

Ok so the first part of my review is gonna be my overall thoughts, a TL;DR, and the rating out of 5 stars, and then under the cut will be some more detailed comments that contain spoilers. Ok? Cool! Let's go!

So I initially picked this book up because it has a cool cover (yes I judge books by their covers. That is literally how I choose 90% of the books I'm gonna read.) and the design was interesting but I was really intrigued looking at the summary that it was a YA fantasy featuring an entirely queer POC main cast. You really don't see that nearly often enough so I jumped on it.

Pros: - The worldbuilding is really cool. There were a few parts where I felt like I wished I had a bit more context for things, but for the most part, the world is present and extremely immersive, down to the common phrases the characters use. - I really liked Ash as a protagonist. I think he had a lot of potential. I had my qualms with him, I'll put those in the cons section, but overall, I think he was a pretty great protag to follow. - The descriptions of magic (Alchemy) are really immersive. I think Callender does a really good job of showing how it feels to use alchemy and what it looks like to the outside observer. All the intricacies of the magic system and how different people relate to it were also really well done. - Really cute happy ending that makes sense for the story.

Cons: - I felt like the romantic side plot was a bit rushed. I'll go into more detail in the spoilers section, but it felt a bit unnatural at points. Some of it had an explanation that made sense in universe, some of it didn't. - I feel like all of the characters could have been just a little more three dimensional. They all had their backstories and motivations which clearly drove their actions, but it didn't really seem like the events of the story impacted those motivations all that much (except for maybe Callum). I could be misremembering because I finished this book a few weeks ago but I definitely remember feeling like there was more growth that could be happening with them.

TL;DR - It's a pretty good YA fantasy with a diverse cast set in a cool world with an interesting magic system. There are some character aspects that I wish were fleshed out more, but overall it was an enjoyable read.

Rating: ⭐3.5/5

SPOILER WARNING

Ok for this part I just really wanna talk about the relationship stuff that irked me. But first lets celebrate something:

Someone finally fixed a love triangle with polyamory!!!

We love to see it. But speaking of polyamory...

We had a decent in world explanation for why Ash and Ramsay got so close so quick. They were literally like, melding their souls to reach the higher realms so it makes sense that their emotional connection would have a bit of a jumpstart.

HOWEVER! Ash and Callum seemed to get together really fast. And I find that a little believable on Ash's part I guess because he had preconceived notions about this guy and it turns out he's just a big teddy bear with abs so like yeah ok makes a little sense, but I feel like Callum fell for him really quickly with seemingly nothing pulling him in that direction. It just felt like the feelings were reciprocated for convenience.

I was also a little skeptical about how quickly Ramsay forgave Callum. I'll admit, while I was reading, I was literally begging for them to make up because the angst was bothering the fuck out of me (not a bad thing narratively. A good story should be able to get under your skin a little.) but I feel like the angst was heavy one moment gone the next. Again, I could be misremembering. I wish I wrote this review when I first finished the book, but alas, I only thought to do it now.

Still, overall I thought the book was enjoyable and the little things that bothered me weren't enough to take away from my ability to enjoy the story. I would definitely recommend this read to people who are fans of YA fantasy and queer stories.

[megalizardon4736]

Bob Pancakes Makeover 💚

Eyes -

Oasis V2 N01 by Pralinesims

Eyelashes Makeup Version by Kijiko

Eyebrows -

EB 08 by RheallSim

Beard -

The Bandholz by Igor Sims

Skin Details -

Full Body South Skin by northern siberia winds

MM Lower Eyelids N3 by northern siberia winds

Happy Lines by Emmibouquet

Basic Eye Bags by Tamo

Moomoo Blush by squeamishsims

Nose Mask by RemusSirion (thesimsresource)

Nose Tip Nose Mask by obscurus-sims

Nose Shader by faaeish

Clothes -

Vilya Ring by Plumbob Tea Society

Callum Hoodie by ClumsyAlien

Pointed shoes BG recolor by helgatisha

Kane Joggers - No Socks by Sentate

Charged Sneakers by Joliebean

Fruit PJs Set by CreamLatteDream

Seo Pants N2 by helgatisha

Vintage Suimsuit by ameyasims

Denim Shorts by Renorasims

Teddy Bear Slippers by Trillyke

Mistletoe Top by Peachyfaerie

High Flared Jeans by helgatisha

Charlotte Earmuff by Caio

Charlotte Gloves by Caio