#elizabeth adams

[that-ghosts-art]

And the Tradition Continues! Here is my Season Finale redraw for 2025 (with a twist haha)

I wanted to try doing something special this year, to really see how I’ve grown and progressed over the past year, and while I was happy with the texture I got for the background it was a bit flat for my liking. So to make up for that I decided to turn the scene into a simple lil animation ^-^ It took all day to adjust it into something I could animate but it was well worth it :D

Previous versions (plus a still image of this one) under the cut :3

[passagesofthepluricosm]

The Adams Archives

Name: Elizabeth Adams

Sexuality: Demisexual, poly

Gender: Cis woman (she/her)

Age at Start of Story: 21

Relationship: In a polycule with Lucy, Thomas, and John

Status: Daughter of a powerful, shadowy family

Hair: Pale brown, slightly wavy, midway down her back but usually tied up in a bun

Eyes: Left eye is brown, right is red from an assassination attempt on her life as a child

Skin: Peach

Body: Average build, above average height, has a scar on her left jaw from the same assassination attempt

Personality: Appears aloof at first, but she is very intelligent, and can be teasing and affectionate around those she trusts. Sometimes deals with anger and insecurity related to her family.

Name: Lucy Banks

Sexuality: Questioning (demi, bi, poly)

Gender: Cis woman (she/her)

Age at Start of Story: 18

Relationship: In a polycule with Elizabeth, Thomas, and John

Status: Daughter of an abusive family, spent part of her life as a thief, was accepted into the school Elizabeth worked at, sparking their reunion

Hair: Wavy, blonde, shoulder blade length

Eyes: Blue (right iris is damaged from when she was struck as a child)

Skin: Pale, scarred

Body: Below average due to neglectful upbringing, including a scar on her left cheek

Personality: Shy and timid in the beginning, but more confident and caring and social as she finds her polycule

Name: Thomas Crowne

Sexuality: Bisexual, poly

Gender: Cis man (he/him)

Age at Start of Story: 19

Relationship: In a polycule with Elizabeth, Lucy, and John

Status: Steampunk soldier, specialized in swords and steeds

Hair: Short, slightly spiky, brown

Eyes: Brown (right eye damaged slightly due to time in battle)

Skin: Peach, scarred, has a slash on left jaw also due to time in battle

Body: Just above average height, muscled build

Personality: Friendly, funny, adventurous, enthusiastic

Name: John Drake

Sexuality: Pansexual, poly

Gender: Cis man (he/him)

Age at Start of Story: 20

Relationship: In a polycule with Elizabeth, Lucy, and Thomas

Status: Scholar of Arcana, Dragons, Magic, etc

Hair: None

Eyes: Gray (right eye looks cracked from a magic ritual gone wrong when he was a child)

Skin: Pale

Body: Tall, broad, has a slash on his left cheek from a dragon claw

Personality: Scholarly, deep-thinking, sometimes seemingly emotionally subdued and flat-affected

[listening-to-free-audiobooks]

Letter Interrupted

by Elizabeth Adams, read by Brigid Lohrey

When Mr. Darcy came to see Elizabeth at the inn at Lambton, what was he there to say? This story explores what would have happened if Jane’s letters had been delayed and Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth had instead spent the day together. The path of the story diverges from there, and when Lydia’s elopement becomes known, Elizabeth must face the idea of losing the man she has come to care for.

If Elizabeth hadn’t read Jane’s letters in Lambton, what would have happened? And what would Mr. Darcy have said to her when he visited the inn?

[ilovefandoms102]

Liked by rudeth and 3,123,786 others

notlizziemcguire: not sure what’s going on in this pic but happy birthday drew! You make the world bright even on the darkest days🥰 @drewstarkey @rudeth @briarpatch

elameeeee wish I was there with you all😢

briarpatch I didn’t want to stand anymore😁

drewstarkey love you sis❤️

drewstarkey @briarpatch I’ll always carry you😉

obxfan I think they’re flirting 👀

rubri please no @obxfan

rudeth one word: chaos

madelyncline I absolutely love this❤️

[mycamakes]

Finished product… until I figure out how to get better at those tattoos!

[teaismyqueen]

New story.... Chaos

It's about a young Elizabeth and Henry. Based off a couple of @lilacmermaid25 prompts, it's not finished but it's now 10,000+words so I thought I'd post.

I've had THE worst week and wanted to concentrate on some good and not reality for a while.

[neverthere123]

I just finished The Council and it. felt. so. great. The story was great and like... it really shook me. 100/10

[ruzurifu]

09.14.18

[captnshane]

Drawing some characters from The Council, which is a pretty interesting new adventure game.

[that-ghosts-art]

Finally finished my redraw of my Season Finale fanart from last year :)

Doing this I realised how messy my style has become recently, and while I’m not the happiest with how it turned out it was fun :) I especially had fun finding a way to incorporate Al-V (even if it doesn’t make the most sense, let’s just pretend he’s metaphorically sitting on Adams’ shoulders haha)

Previous versions under the cut :3

[thejohnmillerprogram]

Bridesmaid Horror Stories – 10/5/17 Where the party at?? Studio 1A mofos - Elizabeth and Lori and I are back bbs! We gonna party and bullshit and party and bullshit and party and bullshit.

[nypl]

Samuel Adams is remembered as a fiery revolutionary and staunch patriot while his second cousin John is remembered as a sophisticated political operator. Likewise, at the dawn of the American Revolution, while John’s wife Abigail debated the finer points of political philosophy and chided her husband to “remember the ladies,” Samuel’s wife Elizabeth roughly fashioned a feather pen with scissors in order to relay her plans to escape British forces in Boston. John and Abigail may be the exemplary couple of the American Revolution, but the correspondence between Samuel and Elizabeth reveals that this other Mr. and Mrs. Adams matched John and Abigail in their devotion both to each other and also to the patriotic cause. Read more.

[jgthirlwell]

02.17.17  At the space on Willow Place in Brookyn Heights, S.E.M. ensemble, led by Petr Kotik, presented an evening of new works by emerging composers as well as a special perfomance of and a special performance Christian Wolff’s “No. 3: A Grave”, from 5 Songs, with Wolff on vocals. The evening’s music was slightly marred by sound bleeding through the floor of what sounded like a Doobie Bros cover group rehearsing in the downstairs. The concert featured impressionistic pieces by Assaf Gidron, Tiange Zhou, Jon Myers, Matthew Simon and Elizabeth Adams, an concluded with an incredible piece for string quartet by Chatori Shimizu  entitled “Fiddle”.

[ilovefandoms102]

A tiktok with Lizzie saying there’s a hot guy and it’s really just rudy😂

“BABE!” Lizzie yelled, giggling to herself.

“What?!” he called back.

“Can you come here please?” She asked sweetly.

Rudy walked to where she was, shirtless of course because they’d just finished a little romp session. He quirked a brow as Lizzie was looking at the screen of her phone.

“You have to see this hot guy.” Lizzie smirked, biting her tongue to keep from laughing at Rudy’s horrified expression.

“A hot guy?! You’re looking at other guys?! What?!” he sputtered.

“Babe it’s not just ANY hot guy, it’s THE hottest guy.” She emphasized, making Rudy even more frustrated.

“See?” she smiled, showing him her phone which was a picture of him.

“But-That’s-I-?” he stuttered, thoroughly confused.

“It was a prank.” Lizzie revealed, unable to hold in her giggling any longer.

Rudy shook his head, walking out of the room.

“Baby! Come back!” Lizzie laughed.

“Nope,” Rudy said.

[mycamakes]

Still in progress, but I wanted to try again on Elizabeth. I wanted to try a different nose and face shape that I thought lined up with her parents more… just a thought!

[teaismyqueen]

Madam Secretary Prompt:  Elizabeth was looking for a one-night stand when she met Henry, and that’s absolutely all she intended things with him to be. (Or vice versa)

@lilacmermaid25 

The music was loud. The bass was intense and every beat mixed with the alcohol inside of her body. Its vibrations echoed from deep inside her chest out and down to her fingertips. It rattled her broken feelings, the broken promises inside of her hollow chest. The shards of her pain and anguish a secret for just her to know about. The room was packed and as the crowd swayed, jostling her, pushing her around however, she found herself laughing. Laughing like a child on a fairground ride. She felt like she was floating above her body,  like she was underwater. Everything was slightly muffled, her senses murkey. 

She finally felt numb. 

She was ready to let go. 

Let go. That's what her brother had spitefully spat down the phone at her. Those two words had sent her here. To this party. To this room. To this bass. She found comfort in the anonymity of this place. She never normally came here, she ended up here almost by accident, having walked campus and followed the music. Followed the pounding of the bass. She could just let loose and forget herself. 

Oh, the bass. It was distracting. Quieting the thoughts that clouded her mind. She was enjoying this, the vibration. She was now between two large guys. Their hands were on her. On her hips. In her hair. She locked onto the guy in front of her and swung her head around to the beat of the music. Briefly enjoying the sensation of the room being delayed by 2 seconds. This buzz. This bass.

She opened her eyes and noticed a guy at the side of the room watching her.

He was tall. Muscular. Long hair. Intense. 

He was interesting to her. She carried on dancing, moving with the crowd. She began dancing just for him. Moving her hips a little more, glancing over her shoulder at him, stealing glances at the guy. 

Once, twice, three times they locked eyes.

Suddenly the hands that were on her body, holding her up were not the ones she wanted. She wanted his hands. 

He made her want to feel. 

She needed to let go. Pushing off from the makeshift dancefloor she moved across the crowded space to the long haired guy. Standing a few inches away from him was almost torture to her. So she leant into him, standing on her tiptoes and shouted over the music into his ear. 

"I need to let go. Make me forget."

"My name is Henry." his hot breath tickled her neck, his lips tantalisingly close to her skin. She was feeling something. 

"I'm Elizabeth" she replied as she pressed her body against his, pleased to feel his penis semi hard against her stomach and his hands on her hips. 

She just needed to feel. 

She just needed to let go.

She just needed a distraction. 

"Take me Henry. I just need to feel something good tonight." His response was clear. His lips captured hers in a haze of beer and mixers. It was sloppy, she was drunk after all and he was heady with lust for this girl. The 4 beers he had sunk had given him the confidence to kiss her. Their tongues met and both groaned a little pressing into each other a little more. The wall behind Henry providing them support as their bodies moved against one another. 

Both desperate for each other, desperate to let go. 

He was getting back in the game, she was trying to forget. They were both looking for fun that night and had found it.