#iris moore

[toastedclownery]

Drew the mandelbrot hall cast while listening to their last backerkit stream! On model this time

@studioflimpo

Edit: bonus Milo Murphy reference

[all-hail-trash-prince]

Boy I sure do hope nothing bad happens to the cat in the show where everything disappears!

[nezumithewriter]

"Come on, Jackie."

hello mandelbrot hall fandom!!!! i bring thee a late gift to celebrate the show being fully funded! hope you like watching Jackie suffer, lol

[dspairswrls]

kiss me on the mouth and set me free

sing me like a choir

[nyikondlovu]

Me: *sees a girlboss x lovesick puppy ship* I want that one.

(I don’t know how many edits I’ve made to this post. I just keep collecting these motherfuckers like Infinity stones)

[yorit1]

[saturngalore]

my top 9 sims (aka my babies!) of 2022 🫂💗

i saw somebody do this as a challenge and i decided to do it regardless if i got tagged or not so here it is! everyone who is reading this, you’ve been tagged! lemme see your favorite sims from this past year! so…these are my favorite sims that i made this year (minus cherie but she got a new face this year) and i really love how different they look as my sim style changed and evolved. hopefully, you can recognize some of them as they’re all in some kind of edit or random post of mine. thank you so much for loving these sims as much i do. you’ll definitely see them and manyyyy MORE (hehe) in 2023! happy new years! 🥂

[yezzyyae]

Ima give my thoughts on “Mayor of Kingstown” tomorrow because I am sad as hell 😢 wow this was a GREAT season 👏🏾the cast was amazing! Except Iris 😒😂

[dansnaturepictures]

9th May 2024-Roses this morning, yellow irises including with Peacock on at Winnall Moors, views at Winnall Moors, Peninsula Barracks and elsewhere in Winchester, Blackbird at Winnall Moors and cowslips in Winchester.

My first dragonfly of the year a Hairy Dragonfly, Reed Bunting, Cetti's Warbler, Garden Warbler heard, Blackcap and an amazing view of a Jay during some brilliant time at Winnall Moors at lunch time, Swifts in Winchester, Robin Holly Blue, cow parsley and crane's-bill were other highlights today.

[hopelesslygazingthestars]

Chapters: 10/10 Fandom: Batwoman (TV 2019), Batwoman (Comics), Batwoman (TV 2019) RPF Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Sophie Moore/Ryan Wilder, Angelique Martin/Ryan Wilder, Luke Fox & Ryan Wilder, Sophie Moore & Ryan Wilder, Jada Jet & Ryan Wilder, Cora Lewis & Ryan Wilder, Diane Moore & Sophie Moore, Jordan Moore & Sophie Moore, Mary Hamilton & Ryan Wilder Characters: Ryan Wilder, Sophie Moore, Jada Jet, Jordan Moore, Angelique Martin, Cora Lewis, John Diggle (DCU), Diane Moore, Tyler | Sophie Moore's Husband, Luke Fox, Mary Hamilton (DCU), Kate Kane (DCU), Iris West, Victor Zsasz, Jacob Kane, Renee Montoya, Russell Tavaroff Additional Tags: Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Religious Imagery & Symbolism, Religious Conflict, Internalized Homophobia, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Character Death, Modern Royalty, Special Ops: Lioness - Freeform, Alternate Universe, Undercover Missions, Slow Build, Slow Burn, Female Characters, Alternate Universe - Military, Women in the Military, Fluff and Angst, First Meetings, Mother-Daughter Relationship, War, Blood and Violence, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Child Soldiers Series: Part 4 of Wildmoore Summary:

AU based on Special Ops: Lioness – follows Ryan Wilder, a boisterous but passionate Marine who escapes out of Gotham and is recruited to join the Birds Of Prey Engagement Team. Her mission: befriending the woman linked to high-value CIA targets in Southern Africa in order to gather intel and eliminate them at the right moment. Enter Sophie Moore, the Zambesi Princess battling with her family’s expectations, and the spanner in the works to Ryan’s ability to see her mission completed. Two wholly different worlds collide, shaking up everything they thought they knew about themselves.

Very Slow Burn.

[saveraedae]

Due to the lack of posts, here's some random doodles I made the last few days. Will be posting regular stuff again soon, I swear.

[catzbrainz]

I know I haven't posted on here for a little while and this is really random, but I need to write this down somewhere!

Tw: physical abvse, s*xual abvse, mental manipulation

Some info about the characters:

Kitty Moor, 29 years old, pink hair, short, bpd + autistic

Iris Heart, 28, brown hair, tall af, npd + psychopathic

Kitty and Iris met at a bar when Kitty was very drunk. They talked and Iris offered to buy Kitty another drink, which she agreed on. They talk more and then Kitty finally invites Iris back to her place. They make out and do stuff, then Iris sneaks out once Kitty falls asleep. Iris now knows where she lives.

They talk over the phone a lot (Iris left her phone number on a post-it-note before she left that night) and they hang out a lot. Iris gets extremely attatched to Kitty in an unhealthy way, and so does Kitty.

Kitty is very happy to have someone in her life that actually seems to love her, and it's the same for Iris. Except, unbeknownst to Kitty, Iris has been stalking her and has over 50 pictures of her.

Eventually they get a house and it only goes south; Iris hits Kitty if she does anything slightly wrong, she throws glasses and plates at her, is s*xually abusive, gaslights her, love bombs her and buys her loads of gifts right after hitting her, ignores her and so on.

[agentsketchbook]

This post is full of bangers to me, personally. The jacket design is a concept for a painting I’m doing on the back of my boyfriend’s leather jacket.

[youngerdrgrey]

you’re it, you’re the ultimatum au // a wildmoore fanfic, chapter 4

summary: in short, thanks to a reality dating show, Kate gave Sophie an ultimatum, and Ryan gave Angelique one, and soon enough, Ryan and Sophie will spend three weeks in an ‘accelerated’ marriage for this dating show. But first, they have to choose each other. chapter summary: As producers work overtime to try and keep Ryan on the show, Sophie starts her own side project. + read on ao3

🦇

Ryan actively ignores the knocking on the room door. She tucks the last of the hotel toiletries into a plastic baggie and slides that into the side of her suitcase. A quick pull of the zipper, and she’s done. She can leave just like this — with sweats and a flannel pulled over her bikini.

Another knock, then a very clear voice. “Hey, Ryan? It’s Iris. Can we please talk about this?” Ryan sighs. They’ve upgraded from Luke and the lower-level producers to the big guns. Iris West-Allen, the executive producer, calls out to her, “Just you and me. No cameras.”

That’s technically a lie. They have surveillance ones in each of the rooms. Supposedly with no audio, but Ryan knows better than to trust that.

“You’ve got a key, right?” Ryan returns. It’s part of why they’re in a hotel.

After a beat, the room door unlocks, but the deadbolt catches it. A swell of pride hits Ryan before she heads for the door. She unlatches the deadbolt and opens the door. “Sorry, forgot about that.”

“Force of habit,” Iris says as a way of excusing it. She motions towards the room, and Ryan steps aside to let Iris in. True to Iris’s word, there are no cameras here for the first time in days.

Ryan stays standing to keep them on equal footing. She crosses her arms, even though Iris will read into it. Mark her down as defensive, or petulant. She won’t last long if she stands there with open arms to whatever Iris has to say.

The reporter-turned-producer has a disarming quality to her. It’s what makes Iris good at her jobs. She sets people at ease so they’d spill their secrets, or invest in whichever experiment that Star Labs wanted to run.

Iris explains, “First off, Ryan, believe me, we never wanted to put you in a truly unlivable situation. We specifically selected people who could bring out something different in each other. But you don’t have to pick Sophie, or Kate, or Renee. Who you choose in the Choosing Ceremony is up to you.”

Ryan tightens her arms around herself. “I’m choosing from a loaded deck. Two Crows? Really?”

Iris shrugs a shoulder. “They were a packaged deal. All in all, it’s three weeks, and then you can be back with Angelique. Just please, take some time before making any rash decisions that could leave you right where you started.”

Lingering in limbo. Waiting for Angelique to be ready to truly turn her life around. Waiting for herself too.

Iris studies Ryan for a moment. Then, with a slow grin, she asks, “You want to get out of here?”

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Make-up artists be damned, Sophie swipes at the sweat on her brow. Her neck burns where Angelique keeps glaring at her. Julia doesn’t seem too enthused about Sophie’s latest match either. But Renee radiates amusement. Plus, she’s the only one who might have answers to Sophie’s questions.

Renee nods. “Yeah, Wonderland’s taken out a bunch of people over the years. You know that.”

Sophie does know that much. “But renters specifically. You know anything about that?”

Renee eyes her with an unfocused stare. “You’ve been here a day, and you’re already working a case. And I thought I was a workaholic.” Sophie narrows her eyes, so Renee tilts her head side to side. “Fine. Yeah, we tried to keep a lid on it as best as we could. It’s still in some of the papers, but a few years back, they killed a woman and her landlord, beat the crap out of her kid. There wasn’t much we could do since we couldn’t find the specific people, or match their faces ‘cause of—“

“The masks,” Sophie finishes. Renee nods. “And when you say ‘kid?’”

“Don’t remember. But if any of these PA’s want to lend you their phone, then you can look it up. Pretty sure it was close to Christmas, maybe four or five years ago.”

Sophie thanks Renee and scans for one production assistant in particular. There’s a young one who can’t seem to keep her eyes off of Sophie for long. Nearly dropped her case of water bottles when Sophie smiled at her earlier. Easy mark.

Renee clears her throat to draw Sophie’s attention back. “When you get sick of explaining yourself, you know where to find me.”

“At the bar?” Sophie returns. Renee shrugs.

“It’s open, isn’t it?”

It is, but the thought of spending the next three weeks drinking and talking shop with Renee isn’t as appetizing as it could be. Sophie needs to get that info.

🦇

The barista at the hotel Jitters makes a big show of finishing up their drinks. Perfect swirl of whipped cream on one, and an extra spin of the iced latte with oat milk for the other. Ryan’s not sure if he’s trying to get his fifteen minutes of fame, or if he’s really that bored now that they shut down the shop for filming.

He calls out, “For Ryan!” Even though she’s watching him from a few steps away. Ryan shoots a smile his way for the cameras though. Scoops up the drinks from the pick up counter and turns back to face the tables.

Except Iris isn’t there anymore. The camera crew’s still set, but in Iris’s place is Kelly Olsen. The show’s psychologist. She’s gorgeous, generous, and welcoming, but Ryan still rolls her eyes at the sight of her.

Ryan walks over, asking along the way, “So this was a trap?” She holds out the second drink to Kelly.

Kelly takes it with an apologetic — and almost breathtaking — smile. “We all thought you’d be more comfortable talking with me, if we did it here. Somewhere casual, open. I am sorry for the trick though.” She takes a sip of her coffee. Her lips quirk. “Okay, a little less sorry with the caffeine.”

🦇

Sophie gets to the production assistant, but Julia cuts her off before she can flirt her way into some answers. Sophie groans, as Julia dismisses the P.A.

Julia narrows her eyes at Sophie. “One, you’re mic’d, okay, I am always listening. Two, and more importantly, going full Crow won’t mend this tiff with Ryan.”

Sophie’s face warms slightly at the mention. It’s still weird to be on display to someone. Even if it’s not like that, it’s not not like that. Ryan left without giving Sophie a chance to say anything.

Conscious of the cameras, Sophie says, “I don’t normally hit it off with people. But last night, Ryan and I… we clicked. And it felt good to be around someone who didn’t make me feel weird about who I am, or being on this show.” Lord knows her mom will freak out once she finds out.

Julia prompts, “When you say ‘clicked…’”

Sophie fights the urge to look away. It’ll make her seem bashful, or embarrassed. Or into it. She focuses on her mission. “If Ryan could just listen to me, then maybe we can get back on track.” She steps closer to Julia. “I saw how excited you were this morning. You wanted us to talk. Make it happen again.”

Julia’s stone face cracks a moment. It’s all the confirmation Sophie needs. Julia does want this. She wants them running off into an engagement together.

But Julie says, “If I could, I would. She has to stay on the show first. That’s not my department.”

“Whose is it?”

🦇

Kelly keeps the tone light as they talk. Nothing clinical in her questions, or the way she listens to Ryan. Kelly listens like every word Ryan says is important. Like it’s life-changing and so natural at the same time. Ryan’s had a few court-ordered therapists in her lifetime, but Kelly’s the only one to catch her like this.

Ryan says, “This whole show is a trap. It’s forcing me to spend time with people I don’t want to, so everyone else can have a good time. I’m not naive enough to think it’s all about me, but wow.”

Other therapists would say that maybe she isn’t naive; maybe she’s perceptive. Maybe she’s reacting to feeling trapped in her childhood, or by the criminal justice system. They’d tilt their heads to the side and stare through her.

Kelly stirs the whipped cream in her drink. Barely eyes Ryan as she plucks the straw up to get some off of it. “Why do you think everyone is laughing at you?”

Ryan’s heart thuds. “Because I’m on a reality show. It’s not that deep.”

Kelly swipes the whipped cream into her mouth. Plops her straw back into her drink. “So this is the first time you’ve felt this way? Like someone else is pulling the strings?”

She asks it so casually. Like they’re friends at a sleepover. Like Ryan and Ange on their separate beds, whispering while everyone else is asleep. They had to be quiet as they could, or the other kids would snap at them. Or make jokes. The jokes weren’t wrong, and they weren’t incorrect either. Angelique used to say she’d rather date Ryan than any of those bozos at their school. Ryan didn’t even know they could date. Or fall in love.

Kelly picks at the muffin that a producer dropped off. “Obviously, you’ve got producers telling you where and when to go while you’re here. That’s an example. Not to mention that you probably have some big feelings about control in your life. You have a right to be angry, that we didn’t tell you about them being here. But you should also give people a chance to disappoint you first rather than self-rejecting.”

Ryan’s grip tightens on her drink. “Don’t make this a rejection thing.” The ice sloshes since she’s damn near out of coffee. The caffeine has her heart racing. Her cheeks burning in a way that the foundation better cover from the cameras. “It’s too easy to say the foster kid has abandonment issues.”

“A lot of people have abandonment issues,” Kelly says.

Ryan turns her cup. “I’m not upset because I was abandoned. I’m upset because I spent the last day with someone who upholds a white supremacist organization.”

Kelly asks, “Can it be both?” Ryan scoffs. Kelly amends her statement. “You seemed excited about Sophie. I didn’t see the clips myself, but she embodies a lot of the qualities you said you wanted in a partner.”

“And the ones I don’t.”

“So does Angelique,” Kelly says. “I am never going to encourage you to ignore red flags, or your own discomfort. Our wounds ache because they’re still healing. You came here, I think, to heal a big one. When Angelique—“

“Kelly—“

Kelly stops. She closes her eyes a moment with a nod. “You believe in second chances, correct? You believe in the power to change and the possibility for more. On this show, you have an unimaginable platform to speak directly to our audiences. Why give up that power?”

Ryan circles her jaw. “The real power’s in the edit, you know that. They’ll cut anything that they don’t like.”

Kelly smiles with her whole face. “Then keep talking,” she urges. “They can’t edit it all. But if you don’t try, no one will ever hear you. This can go so much further than just Angelique’s hand in marriage. You—“ she takes a breath. Is she actually emotional? When she blinks, she’s composed again. But there’s still a glow in her eyes.

She says, “You can show people — Black girls and women in particular — that they can fight for the future that they want. That… that they don’t have to hide who they love, that they don’t have to settle for a secret or a subplot. We deserve it. You can help everyone feel it. This might be a silly show to some people, but to the people who need it? This could be everything.”

Now Ryan has to blink down her emotions. The giggles of the group home, the jeering of the Crows, the fights with Ange, the clink of the jelly bean jar.

She’s fought for her future before with a lot worse odds. “I choose who I want to be with,” she says. Immediate relief radiates from Kelly.

“You do,” she agrees.

Ryan adds, “It’s not my responsibility to change everyone else’s hearts and minds. I am not doing this for them.”

“Of course not.” Kelly reaches her hand across the table. Ryan melts at the touch. Her defenses crumble in a way even the camera can see. Kelly tells her, “I meant what I said before — make this work for you, Ryan. This is your life. We’re just watching it.”

Ryan nods, her mouth moving faster than her brain. “I think I have a way to keep us on the show.”

🦇

end of chapter 4!

read on for chapter 5

[latexeyelid]

[pikaclan]

Moon 523

Season: Leaf-fall

Ceremonies

Highstripe sits in the crowd, chest puffed out in pride as they watch Maplepaw be named Maplelaurel, and honored for their strategy. They consider themself lucky to have been able to train such an amazing young cat, and look forward to seeing the warrior they become

Cinderstar rests their muzzle on Irisgleam's head and declares them to be a full warrior of PikaClan, honoring their commitment

Gravelmimic gives Fleckpaw a friendly nudge when the leader calls the young cat's name. They watch with pride as Fleckpaw steps forward to receive their new name, Fleckflit, and are honored for their hard work

Deaths

Rumors reach your Clan that the exiled Tawnypaw of SplinterClan died recently

Misc

Crowdawn tossed a snake out of camp before it could bite someone

Mintkit falls into a river, but is saved by Cloudbeam

As the wind brings many fallen leaves in the camp, Crestkit picks an oak leaf to decorate their pelt

Health

Pigeondart's grief has lessened Snipgorse recovered from birth Blotchjay's sprain healed Runningleaf got a running nose Cloudbeam got greencough Moorfur's head damage healed Boobearbubble's cut healed but was attacked by a group of rats Heronpaw got a running nose Ashenpaw got rid of their fleas

Patrols

Cinderstar sees two kits from LionClan playing close to the border. As Cinderstar crosses the border with Oriolespeck to grab the kits by their scrufff, a LionClan patrol appeares, furious. Oriolespeck gently drops the kit and attempts to explain but is immediately killed and Cinderstar is chased back over the border

Oriolespeck died and is sent to the Dark Forest for the murder of Mottlepaw when they were both apprentices