#jmiacolt

[kalidels]

a cousland and a mahariel for @jmiacolt​ 🍃⚔️ thank you so much for trusting me with bringing these characters to life!

(also. my commissions are back open!)

[phillipsgraves]

corpos + 5. sophia >:)

500 years later... it's done.

i don't even remember what the prompt was i think it was v and rockwell in sophia's eyes so. here it is

word count: 323-ish i was rewording stuff while i did formatting

warnings: none besides chairman rockwell being a huge sap

Sophia hated public displays of affection.

It was highly unnecessary, and at the worst— uncomfortable for everyone else. Such affairs, she thinks, are better behind closed doors, only for you and your partner to see. Still, during events such as these, it looks like it can't be avoided. Like dancing with your spouse as if you were newly. Carefree and happy.

She knew she wasn't the only one who had this sentiment-- James wasn't just her superior, but also her friend. There had been many a time where they'd talk about things that had no relation to their work, and he'd more on one occasion mention his dislike for such public affairs.

But there he was, hypocrite as he was, dancing with his wife in the middle of the hall, uncaring towards the audience they've garnered. Sophia sees the way Rockwell ignores the crowds sharing whispers and stares as the lovesick fool looks at Venus like she'd hung up all the stars in Halcyon. Madame Rockwell looked no different, either. If anything, Sophia's certain she's never seen either of them this happy before— with Venus looking like she's never been more certain of her place in Halcyon. Sophia never asked of her time in Monarch, rumors having spiraled over the chairman almost coming with her.

How horrible that would've been for Halcyon, she had heard one of the Byzantines whisper.

Sophia knows that's the last thing Venus cares about. She had been good at keeping up with appearances, but Sophia's seen overwhelming doubt loom over her behind closed doors. James washes over it all with just mere words. Mere words and maybe a bottle of Spectrum Black.

Or a dance, Sophia thinks. They dance like the world isn't watching, and she can't help but feel melancholic when Venus laughs over something Rockwell whispers to her. This was another party where they had to keep up appearances, and she knows their momentary happiness would quickly fade away once they get back to more important matters. The famine, the employment program. It's as though they've decided to completely drop the issue.

Following in their footsteps, Sophia decides to perish the thought for now. The couple was clearly enjoying themselves in the moment, though they'd never admit it out loud. They can worry about the impending doom of the colony some other time. She cracks a small smile at the thought.

She'd never admit it herself, but she was actually having a good time tonight.

[shadowglens]

thalia + uhura? 🤔

i think they’d make a pretty good couple tbh! when they lived together during their academy days they got along really well and really understood each other, so i think that would translate well into a romantic relationship too! obviously they both graduated and fell in love with their idiot men, but they’d have made a good couple. also, they’re both incredibly sexy 🥴

[honesthearts]

happy birthday lovely! hope you have a day as wonderful as you 💕💕💕💕 sending you lots of love and good vibes!!

thank you sm aj!!! 🥺💕💕

[shellibisshe]

love how realistic all of your ocs feel!! you give them these little quirks and details that just tie everything into such a nice bow i'm always in awe 💕💕💕

[statichvm]

macy!!!! happy birthday 💕💕💕 sending you all of my love and manifesting that you have a wonderful day 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳

ahhh thank you 🥺💜 i hope your day has been good as well!

[devilmaycry1]

happy birthday!!!!! 💕💕💕💕 sending you lots of good vibes and manifesting that you have a wonderful day 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳

THANK YOU AJ!!!! HERE CATCH THIS

[druidgroves]

i’m an idiot who accidentally deleted this bc im on mobile <\3 but here’s some head canons for jo !

head canon ask meme

⌛for a sleep headcanon

jo can’t sleep without a fan, the ac, or an open window. she looooves cold sleeps (except that probably changes post-campaign when she’s livin her best vampire life).

💕 for a love headcanon

due to her shitty ex and how she almost fucked up her relationship with luis, if it had actually went south she would have probably stopped dating entirely ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ would have thought she wasn’t cut out for a happy relationship lmao

💣 for a stress headcanon

she stress bakes ! i have a whole list of baked goods & what emotion they correlate to for her. when she’s stressed, she usually channels it into bread bc the kneading part helps a lot.

🏡 for a home headcanon

one of her friends accidentally blew up her old house when the group first found her. they set off a fireball at an already on fire gas station, & the fire spread to her house. post-campaign the gang celebrates that day as Gas Station Day.

[solasan]

mollie!!! happy birthday my beloved 💖💖💖💖💖 sending you all my good vibes and love on this v special day bc you deserve nothing less 🎉🎉🎉🍰🍰🍰🍰🍰

aj my beloved!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! thank u for the good vibes and love i am sending mine right back!!!!!!! MWAH

[messmertheimpaler]

happy birthday lovely!! hope youre having a day as amazing as you 💕💕💕💕 sending my love and good vibes!!!!!

aj..... 🥺🥺🥺 thank you...

[twillightgarden]

all of hearts for sierra :3

💘 HEART W/ ARROW - what traits do they look for in a relationship? do they believe in love at first sight?

i don't think she believes in love at first sight. i think she wants an equal relationship and someone she can trust

💗 GROWING HEART - if they have a crush, is it noticable? what changes when they're in love?

she can hide her emotions really well so no, BUT what will change is how she treats that person. she'll be nicer, will want to spend more time with them and eventually opens herself up more.

❤️ RED HEART - their love language(s)?

quality time & gift giving

💙 BLUE HEART - do they miss their s/o easily? how do they act when their s/o isn't around?

if they've been gone for a long time then yes, otherwise she's fine she just focuses on shit she has to do

💚 GREEN HEART - what things make your oc feel comforted? hugs, kisses, food?

things that remind her of home, her mom's cooking, the sound of her dad's guitar things like that <3

💖 SPARKLING HEART - are they a subtle or a showy lover?

she's somewhere in the middle? she'll get them a big gift that they will like but she's not showy about it if that makes sense?? shes just like here's this thing you really wanted

💌 LOVE LETTER - do they like love letters? what kind of messages do they leave for their partner?

she isn’t really a love letter person. at the most she might leave a little note for her partner to remind them of something and sign it as 'Love, S'

[thedeadthree]

AYRENN (the exile) // POLINA (dceu/bop)

VANJA (aot) // VERLAINE (the golden rose)

MARTA (fallen hero) // ÉTIENNETTE (dragon age ii)

LIRINWEN (elder scrolls) // HINATA (cp2077)

the sweetest @aceghosts and @adelaidedrubman tagged me to make the girls in this cutest picrew! ty ty dears!

tagging: @griffin-wood, @risingsh0t, @blackreaches, @heroofpenamstan, @shellibisshe, @chuckhansen, @queennymeria, @leviiackrman, @preachercuster, @jackiesarch, @blissfulalchemist, @belorage, @cobb-vanthss, @amistrio, @nokstella, @yennas, @rosebarsoap, @florbelles, @hoesephseed, @marivenah, @redroci, @steelport, @sunsetseasons, @celticwoman, @brightburner, @flyntz, @wayhavenots, @shadowglens, @lustyargonianmaid, @taliaferros, @loriane-elmuerto, @jmiacolt and @maeflower! 🤍

[phillipsgraves]

@jmiacolt asked: dr. dominguez + a color i associate him with

↳ A M A R U + GREEN & RED

[shadowglens]

"You're cold, take my jacket." + holly/faith? 😌💕

51. "You're cold, take my jacket." || ~1k words || prompt list

It was still disconcerting to Holly to watch the sun set over the ocean. The pink and orange hues that painted the slowly rolling waves were just different enough to the tones she’d grown up watching at sunrise that it made her stomach twist for home, her centre of gravity still stuck somewhere in the Pacific hundreds of kilometres between home and here. It was a different kind of magic with the same set pieces; a kid ran past with a kite high in the soft winter wind just as a swarm of teenagers skateboarded by with trembling hands outstretched to the pavement below them. A few surfers tried their luck despite the late hour, and she laughed softly to herself at how poor the surf break was here compared to her childhood beach.

Holly smiled as a gust of salt air caught in her hair. The sun melted further into the ocean. She’d never quite get used to that view.

A shout echoed on the wind behind her, and Holly turned in time to see Faith cursing at a gaggle of teenagers as they swerved dangerously around her on their bikes. The kids sped off as Faith jeered at them, bag of takeout held protectively to her chest.

“Fuckers,” she continued grumbling as she swung herself up onto the concrete barricade beside Holly, dark hair getting lifted in the breeze where it had escaped her beanie.

“In their defence, you are in all black.”

Faith swatted at Holly’s bare shoulder. “Oh, fuck you babe.”

Holly just raised an eyebrow at Faith, smirking, and they both divulged into laughter moments later.

The wind picked up then, salt and sand and brine rushing past them, and Holly scrambled to save the wad of napkins from shooting off with the breeze as Faith fought with the lid of the wings that was near glued shut with grease. Any disgruntlement on Faith’s part dissolved quickly with the first mouthful of spicy barbequed goodness that was her favourite wings in Santa Monica, and Holly playfully wiped at the smear of sauce left behind on Faith’s cheek.

They continued their dance, stuffing their mouths full of wings, wiping sauce from the corner of each other’s mouths (or smearing it on each other cheeks) and fighting to keep their makeshift dining table on the concrete barrier from flying away, until the sun had almost entirely fizzled into the surf and the wind took on enough bite to make Holly shiver in her crop top.

“Babe,” Faith accused, laughter caught halfway up her throat as a napkin was swept up to hit Holly in the face. “Much as I like seeing your tits, you look freezing.”

Holly scrunched the napkin in her fist, hair caught in her mouth. “Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m an idiot.”

“I didn’t – holy fucking hells,” Faith cursed as another gust sent one of the near-empty wing containers scattering to the sand.

Holly launched herself after it despite Faith’s half-hearted calls not to.

Sand kicked up in her face and stung against her shins as she ran across the beach after the flimsy takeaway container, the wind racing her. A man with a metal detector made no effort to grab the litter as it flew past him and Holly flicked him the bird as she bounded past. In her peripheral, the dark leather silhouette of Faith followed close behind her, arms bundled with their few belongings.

“Holls!” Faith laughed from somewhere behind her, voice muffled by the wind. “Just fucking leave it!”

The wind died enough for Holly to stamp her foot on the offending container a few moments later, trapping it in the sand. She hugged it to her chest as she turned to see Faith lightly jogging to catch up to her despite being inexplicably caught in an argument with an old woman about her fashion taste. Holly simply stood in the sand with wings sauce dripping from the container only to stain her red shirt and smiled against the freezing winter wind.

“I’m not the one in a neon puffer, lady,” Faith shouted, a sand-dusted wing stuffed in her mouth. “Get over yourself.”

Holly sighed against the chill. “Faith.”

“What? She started it.”

Laughter spilled from them both again, standing in the dark on the beach. The roar of the ocean carried with it screams from the rollercoaster further down the beach, the neon of the rides reflecting against the old woman’s jacket as she stormed off with her husband.

Faith dumped their belongings in a pile and started pulling off her leather jacket. “Here.”

“Is this part of your frat boy act?” Holly smiled.

“Just take the fucking jacket, girlfriend.”

Holly took the jacket. It matched the black combat boots she’d stolen from Faith’s wardrobe earlier that day. Faith rubbed her hands along Holly’s forearms after she donned the jacket and even if the leather did little against the biting wind, warmth permeated Holly from head to toe. She fingered at the little red heart patch that she’d sewn into the lining a few weeks ago, her name stitched in white.

“Look at you, all rebel brat.” Faith was smirking at her with cheeks reddened from the wind. “Now, ‘s much as I love the vibes right now, can we please go somewhere a bit warmer without judgemental old farts hiding in the shadows?”

Holly smiled, wiping at one last streak of wings sauce that stubbornly clung to Faith’s jaw. She held out her hand and Faith took it without even having to look.

“Lead the way.”

[florbelles]

LYRA FAIRBANKS, FC5 // POPPY BELLEFLEUR, FCND // ISABELA FAIRBANKS, FC5-ADJACENT // ELIZA CLARKE, FO3 // ALANNA RYAN, FO3 // JOCELYN PERALTA, FNV // LILLIAN FITZGERALD, FO4 // AMARA OF VALLAKI, D&D

tagged by @roofgeese, @snake-in-the-garden, @chuckhansen, @risingsh0t, @shallow-gravy, @indorilnerevarine, @preachercuster & @leviiackrman to make the girlies in this fav picrew, thank you beloveds!! 

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[shellibisshe]

i cant ever stress enough how much i love how your ocs fit into their worlds so seamlessly! and they all feel like real people that id love to be friends with 😊💞💞

PLS TAKE THEM THEY NEED FRIENDS