#id say shes like. strawberry blonde?

[incohorace]

i have this photo from when i saw the painting 4 years ago!!

can someone help me please, what colour is Helen's hair in this painting?

[conchiferrous]

lineup but i had 2 cut it into pieces #verticalwebsite but you get the idea

[IMAGE ID, IMAGE 1: A fan lineup of Luffy, Zoro, Nami, Usopp, and Sanji, in that order, all post time skip. They are drawn in a cartoony art style and deviate quite a bit from their canon designs. Luffy is looking face forward at the viewer, smiling widely, and holding a peace sign towards in front of him. He's a little shorter with cartoonishly large eyes, ears, hands, and feet. Zoro is standing with his chest puffed out to the side, fists clenched, and glancing over at the viewer. There are no major changes to his design, though he has a mullet for some reason. Nami is smiling, mouth open, and holding her clima tact with Zeus emerging out of it and floating over her head. She's drawn to be more chubby, freckled, and has a cowlick in the shape of a stem and leaf. She's wearing a green button up, that isn't buttoned at all, exposing her black sports bra and stomach. She's wearing white jeans with a berri belt buckle and her regular sandals with heel shoes. Usopp looks a little confused, and is holding the kuro kabuto, with a small plant head attached like when he uses the grow up kabuto move. Usopp's eyes are cartoonishly large and the top of his hat covers the top of his eyes slightly, acting as a second brow. Instead of a long thin nose, he's drawn with a shorter fatter nose that connects directly to his top lip, almost as if his head was a sock puppet. His skin is colored much darker than an in the anime. Sanji looks at the viewer, annoyed, holding a cigarette in one hand, and resting his other wrist on the elbow crevice of his opposite arm. He is drawn with a short torso to make his legs look longer and more spindly, with cartoonishly large hands and feet. His hair is drawn more curly to make his eyebrow, and colored a strawberry blonde. IMAGE 2: Continuation of the lineup, this one has Chopper, Robin, and Franky. Chopper is looking at the viewer, facing forward, and holding a rumble ball in his hoof. He's been redesigned to have smaller eyes and a wider nose, thick human like eyebrows, and a tricolor fur coat of brown, darker brown, and cream for the chest. His hat remains the same, and he's wearing a pink tank top that says "Yay" on it and his magenta pre-time skip shorts. Robin is standing and a three quarters angle, glancing over at the viewer. She's been redesigned to have more jagged hair with cartoonishly large hands and feet to contrast her thin limbs. Her clothes are mostly the same as her default outfit, with the jacket redesigned to have longer sleeves and show less cleavage, the pattern on her skirt simplified, and her legs and feet are drawn as if her pants and shoes are one and the same. Franky is standing face forward, smiling widely, sunglasses on, head cocked to the side, and doing a thumbs up with one of his mini hands. Simplistic chest and stomach hair have been added, matching his hair color. The chest hair is in the shape of a star. His shoulders have been completely recolored to be black with a red stripe, white lettering, and have blue flame decals on them. He's wearing his default pre-time skip shirt and black speedos. IMAGE 3: Continuation of the lineup, this one has only Brook and Jinbe. Brook is playing his guitar, has his mouth wide open, and cocking an eye at the viewer. He's wearing his sunglasses, but they're pulled down to show the tops of his eye sockets. He's wearing his default outfit, the only changes are that the back of his suit is ragged and his pants are a bit scuffed. The floral pattern on his pants have been simplified as well. Jinbe is standing with his arms hanging down, looking to side at nothing in particular, mouth slightly agape. He's wearing yellow and white robe and purple cape from the wano arc. White spots are speckled across his cheeks, sides of his neck, backs of his hands, and tops of feet, meant to resemble the spots of a whale shark. His hands have a more paw like appearance with the fingers thicker and tiny claws sticking out. END iD]

[treason-and-plot]

Get to Know Me- Sims Style

Thank you for tagging me @bool-prop and @autonomousllama!

What’s your favorite Sims death?

It would have to be the Guinea Pig virus from Sims 1. That was amazing, and the way Will Wright snuck it into the game was pure genius (or evil, depending on your perspective!)

Alpha CC or MaxisMatch?

Mostly Alpha.

Do you cheat your sims weight?

As someone who uses the Sims primarily as a storytelling medium, I have to say yes. Some most of my dinner scenes require a lot of takes to get exactly right, and my Sims have no choice but to stuff themselves for hours at a time and often bulk up as a result. The least I can do for them afterwards is to slim them back down again.

Do you move objects?

I think it's mandatory for storytellers?

Favourite Mod?

The Sims 3 would be unplayable for me without a whole slew of mods, but top of the list would be Master Controller.

First Expansion/Game Pack/Stuff Pack?

The Sims: Livin' Large

Do you pronounce live mode like aLIVE or LIVing

It's the same pronunciation as aLIVE, and I will unALIVE myself on that hill.

Who’s your favourite sim that you’ve made?

I have not technically made many Sims, the vast majority are downloaded from other Simmers a lot more talented than me, or have been born/ created in game. And the few I have made are all pretty meh.

Have you made a simself?

Yes! She is currently hanging out in @gaiahypothesims' game and just like me she is the epitome of style and sophistication, as you can see from the pic that Gaia sent me below.

Which is your favorite EA hair color?

Probably the strawberry blonde.

Favorite EA hair?

This one:

Favorite life stage?

Young Adult

Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay?

Gameplay/ storytelling.

Are you a CC creator?

No.

Do you have any Simblr friends or a Sim Squad?

I have a couple of Simblr friends that I message regularly and who have even entrusted me with their phone numbers, so I feel very blessed.

Do you have any sims merch?

No.

Do you have a YouTube for sims?

Next.

How has your “Sims style” changed throughout your years of playing?

I can't really answer this because as stated earlier I very rarely create Sims.

What’s your origin id?

I don't have Origin. The best thing I ever did back in the day was to heed the advice of the doom merchants and not upgrade my TS3 game to patch 1.69. Patch 1.69 forced players to use Origin to launch their games. I always used the TS3W shortcut to open my game and I continue to do so to this day. I'm so, so thankful when I hear about all the issues other Simmers are experiencing with Origin and the EA app.

Who’s your favorite CC creator?

I hate to play favourites but I'm going to use this opportunity to give shout-outs to Sandy from @aroundthesims and @spladoum because they have both gone out of their way to create beautiful things for me- check out Sandy's beautiful objects here and Splad's gorgeous poses here!

How long have you had simblr?

Since November 2010.

How do you edit your pictures?

I use Picasa, and Pixlr if I'm feeling particularly creative.

What expansion/ gamepack is your favorite?

Nothing has ever compared to the unadulterated joy I experienced playing Open For Business for Sims 2. Nearly every single one of my households either owned a home business or a retail outlet and the gameplay, challenges and fun were just phenomenal.

I would like to tag @gaiahypothesims @wannabecatwriter @petrolstationflowers @oasislandingresident @imaginary-sims @hurricanesims @hancyan @brannewjoint and @windermeresimblr!

[wintrecat]

[ID: A comic of two middle school girls having a conversation. Polly has curly blond hair, light skin, and gray eyes, and she's wearing a pink shirt with a strawberry on it. Jenny has dark hair, dark eyes, and light tan skin, and she's wearing a shirt that has the word "bacon" spelled out by elements of the periodic table. Both are wearing backpacks.

Polly asks Jenny, "Do you ever miss liking girls?"

Jenny stares back in confusion and says "Huh??" Small text pointing at Jenny says "bi"

Polly continues, "Well you used to be a boy so that means you liked girls. But now you're a girl so you have to like boys."

Jenny stares at Polly with an expression of befuddlement and exasperation.

Polly continues, "I don't want to be a boy but I think it would be fun to like girls. If I was a boy I'd probably like C-" Jenny interrupts by saying "Polly." This is bolded for emphasis.

Jenny inhales deeply, pressing her hands to her chest.

Jenny releases her hands and says: "Polly. Have you heard of gay people." Every word is capitalized for emphasis.

The next panel shows Polly's computer screen, with text at the top that says "later that evening..." Polly is searching "can girls kiss each other."

The last panel shows Polly viewing her search results and getting blasted with a beam in the colors of the lesbian flag, which blows her hair backwards off her face. Her eyes are wide and also full of the lesbian flag. end ID]

[likeanormalhuman]

The Soap Opera Milkman Scene

Below the break is the second chapter of my current Doppelganger Francis x Doorman fic. Featuring soap opera dream sequence. Chapter below the break, fic on AO3 here (Currently rated M).

Chapter 2: When the real milkman came through—fit in a clean pressed uniform without a single speck of scarlet milk on him—the doorman buried her feelings in her checklist.  Because if a doppelgänger didn’t kill her, then surely one of those days, her embarrassment would.

“Paperwork looks correct.  ID matches,” she said.  She hesitated a moment.  Then stood up and peered down the glass window.  Yep.  His pants and shoes were pristine white.

Francis Mosses gave her a look that might have been quizzical were he not so dead eyed and tired.

“Just, uh, checking.  You know.  For, uh, scarlet milk,” she said, tongue already tripping on its way to betray her.

“What?” Francis Mosses said.

“Well, uh, there’s chocolate milk and strawberry milk.  Maybe scarlet milk is the next big thing,” she said.  With her foot in her mouth already, it seemed like she ought to just place the whole boot in there too.

Francis Mosses didn’t quite frown at her, but the line of his mouth did seem to deepen into that direction.  “There is no such thing as scarlet milk,” he said after a beat.

“...Right.  You’re absolutely right.  And you would know, since, you know, you’re a milkman,” she said, mortified, and quickly went back to her papers.

What was she even doing? s he thought to herself as she stared at the blank space between the checkboxes.  The doppelgänger hadn’t even been able to pick up on puns, but had known immediately about her silly little crush.  She didn’t stand a chance against an actual human being like the real Francis Mosses.  The papers beneath her fingers crinkled, and she quickly dropped her gaze down and smoothed them back out.

This was ridiculous.  If she was going to go so far as to be ashamed of being ashamed, she thought, she might as well let the doppelgängers take her and be done with it.

Be brave.  Be bold.  Be like Henry, but better, she chanted the mantra to herself.

Henry wouldn’t get worked up over a crush.  Henry wouldn’t care if said crush knew about it.  Heck, Henry wouldn’t even care if a random doppelganger knew about it.  …Well, because Henry would have just exterminated all of them, innocent or otherwise, but still…

“Everything is in order,” she said at last, clearing her throat and marking off her checklist.  She pressed the button on the left.  “Have a pleasant day.”

Francis Mosses didn’t say anything in response.  He merely gave a brief, tired nod, and then disappeared from view.

Alone with only the dirty glass and dusty wallpaper to look at, the doorman let out a long breath.  She slumped down in her seat, all the professionalism leaving her posture, and hit the switch to close off the building for the day.  Heavy metal shutters slammed down, and her shift was at an end.

Mentally and physically and mortifyingly emotionally run through, the doorman stuffed her adverbs down with a TV dinner for one in the cramped apartment assigned to her at the back of the building.

“Too tired for two faced two timers?  Try Divorce Attorneys ‘R Us today!” said the chipper broadcaster on the telly that had come with the room.  “If there's reasonable doubt they're not a doppelgänger, you may not even owe alimony!”   

She stabbed at a half frozen pea and switched the channel.

“...Doppelgänger activity at an all time high.  Self proclaimed human lifestyle expert Frederick Franzber joins us now to teach our audience his top ten tips to tell if your date is truly human—”

She flipped through the channels, this time landing on a staticky soap opera.

“...oh, Lewis, my love!” the buxom blonde actress crooned.  “How I have missed you!  …but what is with the new mustache, my darling dearest?  You are always so clean shaven…”

“That is because I am not Lewis!” the chiseled chin man declared.

The woman gasped and pressed a hand to her cleavage.  “Then…can it be?  After all these years?”

“Yes!” The man grabbed her around her waist and pulled her close against his half-bared chest. “I am not Lewis, but his long lost twin brother Luis!  Here to take back the life he stole from me, including the woman I loved!”

“Oh, Luis!”

“Oh, Lois!”

The actors kissed passionately on screen.

The doorman quickly switched the TV off, and went straight to bed.

She opened the door and there he was.

He didn’t say a word as he entered.  He didn’t need to.  He simply stepped up to her, his shirt already undone, and took her in his limber arms, not even looking at her eyes like he already knew the sin of her soul.

“Oh, Francis,” she tried to croon, but her voice caught and made it sound more like a croak.

His arm tightened around her waist, and she curled closer against him, guided by her own yearning.  She reached out to brush against pale smooth skin, stretched taut over muscles dusted with fine, dark brown hair that she wanted to curl her fingers into.  The light was distractingly in her eyes, but she could trace his form clearly as she drew her eyes back over his shoulders, the unbuttoned uniform hanging loosely from them in long white stripes like he was one of those great marbled gods in their regal chitons.  He could be in a museum, she found herself thinking.  But she was glad he was not.  Otherwise she would never be able to touch him like this, would never be able to be touched by him like this…

“How I have missed you…  But you are already practically out of uniform.  And you are usually such a careful dresser…what are you even doing here?” she found herself saying, even though that was not what she wanted to be doing.  

He did not answer, but instead danced his fingers lazily down her sides in response, counting a slow rhythm along her ribs before trailing to the soft skin of her belly, and then dipping down lower, lower, lower…

She shuddered, and leaned in, wanting so desperately for more of him.   He touched her, but kept his face above hers, present and pressing, but not dipping low enough to meet her eyes nor to kiss her lips.  He was right there with her, yet out of reach.  Oh, she yearned for him to be closer.  Yearned for him not just between her legs, but flooded through every sense of her being: touched, seen, heard, smelled, and tasted.  

She wondered if he would taste like milk.

“That is because I am not Francis,” he said at last, breathing air into the space between them that she wished wasn’t there.

“How…  Can it be?...” her voice trailed off, losing its grip on the script.

“Yes,” he said.  “I am not Francis, but ‘Francis’.  Here to take the life stolen from me…”

And his lips parted wider.  

And she could see fangs.

And she tasted iron.

The doorman woke up, having bitten her tongue.

And that was how the doorman swore off watching soap operas before bed.

[theviceadmiralswife]

Alignment fever chapter 1 part 1

Salute recruits and soldiers to this moaning Monday🌊⚓🌊⚓🌊⚓🌊⚓🌊⚓🌊⚓🌊

Today I spoil you all with the first chapter of a Vice admiral Dalmatian x reader fanfic. Because of restrictions on word count i have to split it in 3 posts, you can also always vist my blog for every other part. So cuddle in fluffy blanket and enjoy this story of the furry vice admiral.

Alignment Fever

chapter 1 fated to meet in heat

Dalmatian the zoan vice admiral looks up as the door opens “what do you want?”, he softly growls as he had just got back from being on the seas. Marineford was hit by a heatwave like none other before and Dalmatian didn't like this at all. Y/n entered the office, she was a short somewhat curvy women, nice curves, half his size shoulder long strawberry blonde wavy hair tight into a bun, the woman was wearing a HQ kitchen uniform, one of the new servers or cooks no doubt. "Hello vice admiral Dalmatian , y/n here I've been ordered to bring refreshments to all higher officers and vice admirals, would you like some cold water?", she says in a friendly professional tone as not to disturb the vice admiral for too long, y/n cracks a small smile. “Oh hello, y/n was it?, yes yes sure… desk please and… if you could leave now Id appreciate it.”, he waved his hand not looking up from his paperwork, but he could hear her footsteps as she got the water and brought it to him. polite and professional she placed ice cold water in a jug and a glass on his desk carefully: "Yes sir, Sorry just bringing water to everyone in this heatwave orders of the head chef she's very strict". as y/n placed the water on his desk as she did her scent hit his nostrils a mixture between perfume and hormone and pheromones, Dalmatian recognised the scent as heat, but he was taken aback by the fact that it was so powerful almost intoxicating. He watched her do this as he felt his heart rate go up slightly and his tail slightly wagging up and down, he took a huge sip of water it was refreshing indeed, but her smell remained in heat. "I'm glad you like to be offered water.", she said that noticing his tail wagging. He realized it was wagging and it stopped immediately as he blushed slightly: “I ah- uh- uh- I- just, thank you.”. She blushes a bit her face going red, it was obvious like everyone else she was suffering from the heatwave, but Dalmatian knew this woman was also in her heat cycle she was hot for more then just the weather reason. Dalmatians tail started wagging faster flicking with desire. She needed a mate and he wondered about if she had a mate already then it would soon be time to do it, very soon, but then again she was pure human….. Y/n blushes even more as she seemed to be entranced by Dalmatians tail and for a moment time stood still. "Here !", Dalamatian refilled his glass of water and handed it to y/n , " Drink your hot too!". He hoped that this wouldn't be taken the wrong way by her. "Oh sir, I possibly couldn't drink your water..", y/n replied blushing even harder now, this heatwave was a drag but in uniform she found it to be unbearable, feeling like she was sweating every second. y/n being so flustered made her scent of heat all the more intoxicating to Dalmatian , pulling and enticing his instincts to surface. He stood up from his desk, towering with his large frame over y/n , she smells SO good to him his pupils dilated, his tail started to flick some more. " No I insist have a glass of water you must work hard bringing water to us all on this floor!", Dalmatian said with as much confidence as he could muster, speaking became incredibly hard. y/n drank the water in a few gulps she was feeling feverish for a while now and thought the heatwave got to her really badly, she was happy and grateful for a bit of kindness shown by the large vice admiral. Dalmatian watched as she closed her eyes and drank the water every image of her drinking called out to his primal nature, her scent how she moved, how she sounded, how she looked.

[kissalopa]

Sims Tag

I was tagged by @gorgosim, @citruswhim, @aliengirl​, @cactusblossom​ and @introvertedfox​!! Thank you so much, friends! 💜

1. What’s your favourite sims death?

- Tbh I haven’t seen a lot of different ones in my game, I’d like to see the one by meteorite and by bunny or chicken. I don’t know if a chicken can kill, but I heard about the bunnies.

2. Alpha CC or Maxis Match?

- Maxis Match. I’ve never tried Alpha hairs, but I used some alpha closes before.

3. Do you cheat when your sims gain weight?

- No. I try not to use cheats at all.

4. Do you use move objects?

- I have a Better Build Buy mod, and it let’s you easily turn it on and off. I always turn it on when downloading from the gallery. I’m not a builder, but I use it sometimes when decorating, because it’s beyond me why can’t a put a painting on the wall if there’s a yoga mat on the floor!

5. Favorite mod?

- It’s a hard one! I love mods and use a lot of them. But I must say that I can’t play without More Columns mod. Even when I play vanilla. Because two rows is not enough.

6. First expansion/game/stuff pack you got?

- My game was 🏴‍☠️ for several years. Then I switched to the light side, and the first pack that I got was Cats and Dogs.

7. Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing?

- I think like aLIVE. But tbh I don’t think I pronounce it in English, since it’s not my native languge.

8. Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made?

- Hmm. I still think about a sim I made in I think early 2019 when I first found out about mods and CC. And she was my test sim to try out all these mods and CC. I didn’t have a blog back then. I also didn’t know about the tab mode back then.

9. Have you made a simself?

- No. I wanted to, but knowing my CAS skills she won’t look anything like me.

10. What sim traits do you give yourself?

- Socially awkward, cat lover and gloomy.

11. Which is your favorite EA hair color?

- The white blonde. One of the new swatches that were added.

12. Favorite EA hair?

- Hmm. I’d say a medium straight one and the half bun one.

13. Favorite life stage?

- Young adult, and also infants and toddlers.

14. Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay?

- I can’t build 😭 I am a gameplay simmer.

15. Are you a CC creator?

- I think so, yes. I do recolours.

16. Do you have any simblr friends/a sim squad?

- Yes! I won’t name anyone, because I am afraind I will forget someone, but I do have simblr friends. Not a squad though.

17. What’s your favorite game? (1, 2, 3, or 4)

- 3 was my favourite for a long time, I still played it when Sims 4 was out for several years. But right now I ca’t imagine going back to 3. I really like the cartoony style of Sims 4.

18. Do you have any sims merch?

- No

19. Do you have a YouTube for sims?

- No. I once was very eager to make one! I even made a banner for the channel. And recorded a video. But when it was time to record a voice over, I realised that it’s not for me. I am too socially awkward. I was too nervous to even record myself, even though I was home alone 🤦‍♀️

20. How has your “sim style” changed throughout your years of playing?

- I don’t think it changed tbh. I have a same face syndrome, so all my sims look a like.

21. What’s your Origin ID?

- I don’t use my legal one amymore, because EA decided they don’t want my money (they don’t sell their games in my country anymore). So I made a new one, donwloaded a free base game and 🏴‍☠️ all the packs. I don’t share anything to the gallery. And I don’t feel safe sharing these IDs.

22. Who’s your favorite CC creator?

- There are a lot! I can’t name them all, but I must say that I have almost everything by @ravensim​ and @aira-cc​ in my mods folder.

23. How long have you had a simblr?

- Since June 2019 I think, so 4 years. My simblr is older than my son 😅

24. How do you edit your pictures?

- I 100% rely on gshade. I use a personal edit of Strawberry Rhubarb Gshade Preset. And I also add moodlets and stuff in Photoshop.

25. What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next?

- If the leak about horses is true, I’d love to have them! I wish there will also be a unicorn! 🦄 And I’d also want faires.

25. What expansion/game/stuff pack is your favorite so far?

- I’d say Cats and Dogs and Cottage Living. But it’s hard to chose really. I also love Island Living, because Sulani is gorgeous.

I don’t know who to tag, because I am late to the party. If you haven’t done this yet, please, consider yourself tagged by me 🥰

[b0xerdancer-writes]

@mika-no-sekai-blog asked me on my random blog this:

Once you get this, you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly. Then you have to send this to ten of your favourite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool~)🌈🌈

And i wanted to answer it here!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

1: I love my ability to draw: sometimes if im having writers block ill draw out the last scene i wrote in a scribble and it normally helps.

2: I love being able to write! I love that im able to craft these intricate worlds of my own design! Whats cooler than having little dudes with their own complex emotions and relationships! All at your whim!

3: I love my hair! I recently died it a orangeish red and strawberry blonde! I love it so so much it makes me feel like im at home in the autumn court!

4:I like my dog, this is something positive about me since shes mine. Shes an english bulldog who is a little dumb but! None the less i taught her how to fist bump! Thats a thing I did! And even after she hadnt seen me for a year when i moved out of my parents house to help my other parents with some medical stuff she still retained that training!

5: My aesthetic! I love my aesthetic and weird vibes i give off. I find it absolutely hilarious my family was adamant to my mother i was a changeling or some member of the fae as a child bc id do weird stuff like bring coyotes into my grandparents house. This forged me as a person today, i was told too much about the fae as a child and now my room looks like its a blend of chaotic trinkets and fantasy.

[cherrybombfangirl]

Stacy Rogers-Barnes - an OC Intro

Name (full): Stacy Sarah Rogers-Barnes

Other names: Little Rogers, Mini Cap (by other Avengers), Stacybear (by Lily and Aiden only), Kiddo, Stacygirl, Squirt, Stacygirl (by dads)

Fandom/Appears In: Marvel/Avengers, appears in- First Avenger, Winter Soldier, Age of Ultron, Civil War, Black Widow, Infinity War, Endgame, Far From Home, Wandavision, Falcon and the Winter Soldier, and possibly more in the future

Age: 12 (Winter Soldier), 12-15 years (Three year gap), 15 years (Age of Ultron-Black Widow), 15-17 years (Two year gap), 17 years (Infinity War), [ 23 years (Endgame Timeline)], 18 years (Far From Home-The Young Avengers)

Birthdate: Febuary 21, 1941

Zodiac Sign: Pisces

Personality: goofball, chaotic lil' shit, malicious compliance expert, cusses like a sailor, somehow 5 and 50 years old at the same time, very extroverted, all or nothing ADHDer, feral little gremlin, crippling fear of being a burden to other people and losing people she loves

Gender ID: Cis Female, She/Her pronouns

Sexuality: Bisexual

Hair: Dirty blonde, usually in a low ponytail or sloppy braid

Eyes: Baby blue

Skin: Pale, and with some light freckles from the sun

Faceclaim: Diana Agron

Identifying Features: Post Endgame- bullet scar on upper right arm, repulsor blast scar on abdomen, bullet scar in left leg, knife slash scars across back and chest/abdomen, three jagged and wide scars from claws up the side of her right jawline and across her cheek

Combat skills: hand to hand combat training, combat shooting trained, enhanced- speed, strength, agility, senses, reflexes, and healing ; expert in sass

Supernatural abilities: Half Supersoldier

Disabilities: ADHD, Post Endgame- Anxiety/Panic Disorder, PTSD

History/Background:

Stacy was born on Feb. 21, 1941. Her biological mother was Peggy Carter, who offered to have the child for Steve and Bucky who wanted a kid (the government couldn't do anything bc they were American heroes and they kept it quiet). After her dads died around 1946, she was taken in by Peggy Carter. Six years later, Stacy was kidnapped by HYDRA and cryrofrozen for later experimentation so they might have another supersoldier. In 2012, after the Battle of New York, the Avengers found the HYDRA bunker she was in and rescued her. She was trained by Agent Romanoff and Barton and became a SHIELD Agent. After SHIELD fell, she joined the Avengers, and became known as the hero called Lady Liberty. She has since grown as a hero and become a valuable avenger.

Relationships: Steve Rogers (father, biological), Bucky Barnes (father, adopted), Peggy Carter (mother, biological, hates her), Natasha Romanoff (mother figure), Wanda Maximoff (big sister figure), Yelena Belova (auntie figure), Peter Parker (best friend), Lily Evans (first lover), Aiden D'Amore (second lover)

Aliases: Lady Liberty (Alias/Call Sign, SHIELD (formerly), The Avengers

Additional Notes/Facts:

Stacy grew up in a mixed culture/faith household, with Steve being Irish Catholic and Bucky being Jewish. She's not sure which she identifies with more religiously, but is happy hanging out in the middle ground.

She is obsessed with Star Wars, as is Peter. They geek out and go to cons together

She and Peter are neurodivergent superpowered besties

She calls Steve "Papa" and Bucky "Daddy" (it was the 40s, grow up). She won't let the internet ruin that for her

As much as she hates all the monetization of her papa's hero identity, she can't live without the Star Spangled Man latte they serve at Starbucks (it has lots of sugar and cream, plus a load of strawberry and blue raspberry syrup)

routinely says fuck you to the government, and can and has used malicious compliance against them before going completely feral

In the modern age, she and her dads have been arrested at protests/pride parades. the cops immediately back off once they realize who they are

Stacy is Team Waffles, as is Steve. Bucky is firmly Team Pancakes. This does cause squabbles at breakfast sometimes

She is agressively bisexual, just like her papa

Her suit starts out as the SHIELD suit, then one similar to Steve's with muted colors, then dark greens and blacks in Black Widow, then after Endgame it's variations of olive green with gold accents

Her two most notable multiverse variants are Thanos-Killer Stacy and Ultron-Apocalypse Stacy

Fanfic: Only Human (on Ao3)

[personaleaf]

Just dropped this one on my Instagram and the reaction of my friends was mostly "why did you hand draw all of the background petals"

Well I can say it seemed like a good idea at the time

[ID: a strawberry blonde white girl wearing a short pink dress, a large purple cost hung over her shoulders, evening gloves and ballet slippers. one side of her face is obscured by a butterfly wing mask. she has one hand lunching the air and looks cheery. End ID.]

Reblogs appreciated

[geraniumdormouse]

Video transcription:

My sister-in-law, who is half black half white but looks white - blue eyes, whiter than most white folks, very white. She and I, we kinda grew up together. We raised our children together. So they are first cousins. So it's a wonderful very, very multicultural family.

So we are going in a Safeway one day, and Kathleen, my sister-in-law, is in front of me and she's writing a check for her groceries. Now my daughter, who at the time was ten years old, was standing with me and I was directly behind her getting ready to get my groceries.

So Kathleen comes up and the checker who is a strawberry blond, freckled, very delightful, warm. This young woman is talking to Kathleen. Hey! How are you doing, isn't it a nice day today? They're just chatting up. So Kathleen writes her check And she steps off to the side because she is waiting for me.

Now of course again Kathleen looks white, right? So I come up. No conversation. She looks up at me, absolutely no chatter. And I write my check. My daughter however is ten, notices immediately the difference in how she responds to me.

So I write my check.

And she goes: I am going to need two pieces of ID.

At which point my daughter looks at me, and she gets very, very embarassed, and tears are coming up in her eyes, like - mummy you are not going to let her do this. Why is she doing this to us?

So I'm trying to figure out what I should do. Cause behind me are two elderly white women. I'm thinking ok, so then I become the angry black woman… I'm just trying to second guess all the drama.

So then I just give her the two pieces of ID - sometimes you just have to choose your battles. And then it gets worse: she pulls out the Bad Check book. This is the book that shows the people who have written bad checks. So she starts searching for my license in the bad checks. At which point, it is just out of control now.

Just as I am standing there trying to decide what to do - this is deeply humiliating, now my daughter is in full blown emotionally upset (she's 10) - my sister-in-law walks back over and she steps in and she says: Excuse me! Why are you doing this?

And the checker goes: What do you mean?

She goes: Why are you taking her through all of these changes, why are you doing it?

She goes: Well this is our policy.

She goes: No it's not your policy, because you didn't do that with me.

Oh well I know you, you've been -

She goes: No, no she's been here for years. I've only lived here for three months.

And so at this point the two white elderly ladies go: Oh! I can't believe what this checker has done with this woman! It is totally unacceptable. At which point the manager walks over!

So the manager walks over and says: Is there a problem here? And then my sister-in-law again responds. She goes: Yes, there is a problem, here is what happened -

So you see she used her white privilege (and even though Kathleen is half black and half white she recognizes what that means) and she made the statement, she pointed out the injustice. And she as a result of that one act influenced everyone in that space.

But what would have happened? I can't know for certain had the black woman said: This is unfair! Why are you doing this to me? Would it have the same impact? But Kathleen knew that she walked through the world differently than I did and she used her white privilege to educate and make right a situation that was wrong. That's what you can do. Every single day.

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[vanilladaises-rp]

Just as I am about to open the door to the shop, the door almost hits be as it's thrown open. A pretty blonde storms out, muttering "asshole" as she stomps away down the sidewalk. I take a second to blink and recollect after almost almost faceplanting into a door, and then head inside. A man stands behind the counter, scribbling into some book. He looks exactly like what you would picture a tattoo artist to look. A mop of wavy hair, numerous piercings, and a full sleeve of tattoos mish mashed together to top it off. He couldn't look anymore like a stereotypical tattoo dude I think, and then he looks up at me. A smirk effortlessly lands on his face. Scratch the earlier statement. He is more of a stereotype than I thought. And people wonder why I refuse to be tattooed by men. I cock a brow when he asks if "she messed up". "Your the asshole I presume," I say, immediately connecting the dots with the hissy blonde from a moment ago. I don't bother to wait for his answer before turning my attention to Soyeon. "Hey So!" I greet her with a bright smile. "Here hold this." I hand her both my coffee and hers before I dig into my bag. "You left this at home..... aha! Here." I take my drink from her hands and hold her phone out to her. "Just a little important."

~Strawberry

I immediately glared at her as she was now being the smug one, "Maybe I am" I replied narrowing my eyes a bit before Soyeon interrupted. We didn't get along most of the time but worked well together in the shop in terms of organizing, cleaning up and scheduling. Besides that we don't really talk or hang out, "I'd rather burn holes into you" I mumbled rolling my eyes.

"Oh shit, I didn't even realize" She chuckled taking her phone, I roll my eyes in response. "It wouldn't be the first" I snarked. Soyeon seems like an organized person overall but never fails misplacing her damn phone, which me or Woosung always have to help her find around the shop. Soyeon sends me a glare, "Thanks sweets" The tattooed woman responds pulling you in for a hug, making me gag.

"After you two are done eye fucking each other get back to your client please, you have another one in an hour and I don't want to cover for you again" I sighed checking the schedule. It may seem like I give Soyeon a hard time, but that's only because she's good, shit maybe even better than me, I don't know. Id rather have her think Im annoyed by her though, "And you, if you're don't have an appointment, leave" I spat before slamming the book closed, then left to my office.

(Oh my fuck I need to practice first person writing because this was shit 😭 I rewrote it twice and still don't like it Im sorry luv 🫶🏻)

[sparklingichigo]

Main Story

Part 2

The RAD introduction continues for a few days filled with campus tours, book buying, signing up for a student ID, and many other things. Today is the third day of orientation of new students and Lucifer is currently explaining how things worked. How many student credits they're credit, how long are they studying there, and their mentors for each majors especially for the human students.

Haruka is confused to hear that, why did he specify only the human students? Weren't they all humans and new students? Weirdos.

"Why is she specifying it? We're all humans, right?" She whispers to her right.

"Not all of us." The student beside her replies.

"Oh! Like some of you are elves, fairies? That's cool!" She concludes.

In front of them Lucifer finally ends his presentation with a slide saying, 'Welcome to hell (literally)'. Haruka nods in agreement that this is hell, because studying can be hellish even for a princess.

Lucifer was about to introduce the students their supposedly mentor but, suddenly they see the ceiling opening up into a portal and a girl drops from there! She was screaming! luckily Barbatos is quick enough to kick a huge cushion, so she won't get hurt.

"Ichigo..." Diavolo gasps.

"Uh...where am I?" She asks.

"You're in RAD." One of the demon brothers replied awkwardly. He has strawberry blonde hair and sunset eyes.

"Ah, I must be in Italy!" She concludes.

"Where's Italy?" A white-haired demon asks.

"Wow, I have such an idiot for a brother, that's on EARTH!" A blonde scolds him.

"In that case, no, you're not." He says.

"But you told me RAD is in Italy. If this isn't Italy, where am I?" She asks again.

"No, you're in hell." Lucifer replies nonchalantly.

"The letter says Italy..." She says giving him the letter. Lucifer reads through it and glances to Diavolo who's avoiding eye contact with him.

"Ah, so it's Diavolo's work. Unfortunately, miss, you're in hell." He says, returning the letter.

"We're literally in hell?" Haruka mutters, looking around.

Ichigo is confused as she glances around, "So I'm literally in hell? Not because studying in here can be really difficult?"

"Yeah, literally in hell. Now who in their right mind would said you're going to Italy." Lucifer scoffs.

"In my defense, she lives with Sisters in a catholic oprhanage." Diavolo says causing the demon brothers to back off and the rest of the demon students to panic.

"She lives with who-"

"Mammon, calm do-"

"No, no, do you bring holy water?" Mammon asks.

"No."

The demons instantly sigh in relief, "But do you bring a bible?" One of them asks.

"I think?"

"EEEEEH?!"

"Guys, calm down, the bible won't hurt you unless I read through it!" She exclaims.

"I got burned by an Al-Quran once! Do not bring that thing near me!" A demon student exclaims.

"Why would I? Unless you're attacking me...." She shrugs.

"Everyone, settle down!" Lucifer tries to calm them down. "It's just a book, it won't hurt you."

"What if she's a catholic? Bunch of racist..." Haruka grumbles.

"It's scary! Because we're demons!" One of the demon student replies to her grumbling.

"Demons? Aren't you guys human too? Maybe not demons, perhaps elves?" She asks because she notices their ears being pointed like elves.

"No, we're demons and you're literally in hell!" They exclaim.

"Wait... WHAT?!" She exclaims in surprised. 'Oh wait, I have that protection blessing, I'll be okay.' Haruka sighs in relief and sits on her seat calmly.

Lucifer sighs and asks one more time to Ichigo, "Do you have any holy relics with you?"

"You mean this?" She asks showing him a cross necklace.

"EEEH?!"

"Alright, EVERYONE, RETURN TO YOUR SEATS!" Lucifer sighs once again.

"Including you! Do not go near me!" Mammon exclaims.

"Mammon-" Lucifer warns him.

Mammon grins awkwardly and gets off his back. Ichigo rolls her eyes and goes to her seat. Lucifer sighs and finally introduces the mentors to the new students, especially for the human ones.

"So, based on your major especially the main majors, you will have mentors. If you choose business, you will be guided by (unfortunately) Mammon, if you picked Oceanology, you will be guided by Leviathan...."

Haruka perks up at the time, fricking Leviathan, the sea dragon is here! That's amazing!

"Fashion design will be guided by Asmodeus, Latin will be guided by Satan..."

"That's literally his name? Satan?" Ichigo asks from her seat.

"Yes, that's literally my name. What? You got a problem with it?" Satan asks.

"Just asking..." Ichigo shrugs.

"Last but not least, the international communication majors will be guided by Beel. That is all. You may go to your mentors and settle down with your majors." Lucifer finishes his announcement.

The new students lined up by their mentors to get a tour guide for their classes. Honestly business and international communication is PACKED! Fashion design major is mostly packed with female students while Latin...not so much. Oceanology is ironically not as crowded but for humans it's unusual for oceanology to be full of students.

After the tour guide per major, Ichigo returns to her dorm, Barbatos did tell her where it was and luckily she didn't get lost. She was about to enter the dormitory just to see Satan entering with her,

"Why are you following me?" She asks.

"Because this is where I stay...?" He replies, glancing up to the label 'House of Lamentation'.

"Huh? I though boys and girls are supposed to have different buildings...?" She asks, backing away. Kinda creeped out.

"No, it's the same building but don't worry, I live in a different floor." He replies.

"Ah, okay." She sighs in relief and enters the building mansion to unpack in her dorm room. Ichigo is still struggling to get her luggage to the second floor because it's SO HEAVY!

Suddenly someone takes the luggage from her hand, "Here let me help," he says.

"O-Oh, Beel. Yeah, thanks." She says.

Beel didn't say anything further and helps her with her things although she feels bad because those are her things but then again, who is she to reject such kindness!

"There you go! This is your room, right?" He asks opening the door.

"Yeah...thanks." Ichigo says as Beel puts the luggage down.

"No need to thank me, but if you really wanna thank me, you can always treat me some food." He replies.

Ichigo side eyes him because she does have some money, but she hasn't turn it into their currency, "Right..."

"Well, see you around. If you need anything, I'll be at that room." He says pointing to a room to their right.

"Ah, okay." She nods. "Thanks, again." She says as she enters the room, unpacking. It turns out the princess was in the same room with her!

"Oh, it's the princess..." She mutters.

“And you’re the catholic girl, right?” Haruka replies.

“Yeah, that’d be me.” She answers with a grin. “Guess we’re roommates now.”

“Yeah, guess so.” Haruka nods.

“So…how are you adjusting in hell?” Ichigo curiously asks as she unpacks.

“Eh, it’s quite alright but they kinda tricked me too. They said it’s in Italy as well.”

“Oh that’s unfortunate but hey, at least you’re not the only human around.” Ichigo shrugs. “What major are you in, by the way?”

“Fashion design, you?”

“Latin.”

“Latin?!” Haruka gaps when she hears that. “Isn’t that difficult?”

“It is, but I’ll manage.” Ichigo sighs as she continues unpacking her stuff.

[belovedism]

id say class of 2013 but idk if that entirely fits .. she has like a different type of mommy issues or something LMAO

confession time i have never listened to mitski (this is a lie i listened to strawberry blonde a few times in 2020 but thats it). i am much more a marina & penelope scott girlie :3

if i were to choose ONE marina song itd be ummm. oh no! and for penelope i'd choose cigarette ahegao

[minicy]

[ID. Fan art of Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy as regular humans, both in era-appropriate 1920s fashion. Rainbow Dash is a brown-skinned girl with messy short black hair, and wears a Lakota vest with a rainbow-colored diamond pattern down the front over an A-shirt with brightly striped trousers, a striped scarf tie and off-yellow Chuck Taylors. In two drawings, she looks off to the side with a big mischievous grin on her round face; in another, she's running at full tilt. In the last she looks like she's replying to someone unseen, saying "20%."

Fluttershy is a white girl with wavy long strawberry blonde hair, who wears a big light blue bow in her hair. She wears various yellow dresses, including a simple straight-silhouette day dress and a larger house dress with a wide lapel and an apron. In one, Fluttershy smiles nicely in her fashionable dress. In two of the others, she looks extremely nervous and sweaty. In the last, she is running after a small white rabbit, lifting her skirt up as she goes. End ID.]

Added Fluttershy, a self-proclaimed recluse living alone in the outskirts of Ponyville, though she's by no means unfriendly by any stretch of the definition. A lover of animals, a hater of complex social situations.

[izurusstuff]

Hey could you write cuddle headcanons for non despair Junko? :D id appreciate it!

hi yes i completely forgot how to use tumblr so i forgot this was in my asks- you get a longer post due to how long it was-

Cuddle Headcanons with Junko

- can I just say, she absolutely ADORES your body no matter what it looks like!

- no matter if you’re a male, female, both, neither, etc, she WILL be the big spoon. You have no choice.

- If you fall asleep on her chest, she’ll play with your hair and give your head soft kisses (beware though, sometimes she likes to do your makeup when you’re asleep-)

- Hand holding!! No matter how you’re laying, she’ll definitely want to hold your hand!

- Since her talent is fashion, she’s taken a notice to everything about your appearance; she’ll compliment all the things she finds beautiful as she’s holding you to her chest!

- I don’t know why, but I feel like she’d smell like strawberries. So that’s a bonus!

- Even without the despair, Junko isn’t a very affectionate person in public. If Mukuro walked in on you two cuddling, she’d be so embarrassed and push you off of her. Of course, you just have to hug her and kiss her to make it better.

- Her favorite movie is Mean Girls. Regina George is her icon. You WILL watch it with her when you cuddle her, it’s just a given.

- Sometimes when she’s tired, she’ll let her strawberry-blonde hair down and you get to play with it. Whenever you do, she blushes into your chest and nearly falls asleep.

- Over all, she feels as if she has to protect you. Despair followed her through her entire childhood, she can’t let it follow her love too!

- So expect to be cuddled a lot. You’re never leaving her arms when you’re behind closed doors.

- Like, ever.

- So get used to having a clingy Junko following you around the house.

-

sodoeisididiwis i’m so sorry this took so long, i hope you enjoy though! also my junko kinnie really shone on this post ajdieiaidiw