#laurent archambeau

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Guys im actually so normal about my own ocs im so so normal and love them so much

Ive been bouncing fixtation to fixtation but ive been drawing really stupid deadplate stuff for a good week or two now so i thought maybe i should share them

Soooo, meet Laurent Archambeau and Percival Tremblay! Both work in the bistro with vastly different views on the work-life ethics and just in general whats going on around the bistro :] (also they're boyfriends and i still need to draw them being together)

[idiciart]

i dont have a lot to say abt this one

[alexandremortier]

Goodness, ALEXANDRE MORTIER has arrived in London. HE is 26, of the GESVRES MORTIERS. Though they are NEW to the Season, we can only describe them as EFFERVESCENT and ADAPTABLE, dear reader. Accompanied by THEIR MOTHER AND SIBLINGS, they have settled in and are accepting social calls. But be warned: they are known for their UNSCRUPULOUS TENDENCIES TOWARDS OTHERS.

FULL NAME: Alexandre Laurent Nicolaï Thierry Mortier

TITLE: Duc de Tresmes and Gesvres

BIRTHPLACE: Château de Gesvres-en-Brie

AGE: 26

LANGUAGES: French, English, Italian

FAMILY: 

PARENTS: Former Duc de Tresmes (deceased), Daphne Mortier de Archambeau

SPOUSE: None

CHILDREN: None known/acknowledged

SIBLINGS: Isabeau Mortier (older), Maxence Mortier (Deceased), Jacques Mortier (Younger), Margot Mortier (Younger)

OTHER: TBA

ZODIAC: Gemini (May 30th)

ORIENTATION: Pansexual

PERSONALITY TYPE: ESTP-A: The Entrepreneur

VICES: Entitled, arrogant, hedonistic, vain, temperamental. To an extent, he’s learned to see people as replaceable, disposable, and instead of dealing with fall out and hurt feelings, he bounces between people in search of the next party and the next fun time. He’s never found a problem he can’t get out of or a party he doesn’t like, he’s too privileged to suffer much and so he’s almost an overgrown toddler, used to getting his way from the people around him because he’s titled and attractive.

VIRTUES: Clever, generous, understanding, protective, humorous. The boy isn’t dumb, he can figure out what people want and how to coax them into having a good time, because that’s his primary goal is to enjoy himself and it’s nice to have someone else along for the ride. If you’re someone that he’s fond of to some degree, like his family, then chances are that you’re someone that he’ll allow to distract him from his fun, he’ll pay attention to you and try to help, focusing on the real world and the seriousness of it for a moment before returning to fun-loving whimsy.

FACECLAIM: Thomas Doherty

HEIGHT: 6'0"

RECOGNISABLE FEATURES: Piercing blue eyes, wide jaw

DETAILS: (TW FIRE, DEATH MENTION, ALLUSIONS TO SEXUAL ASSAULT)

THE FIRST FIRE

“Just look at what you’ve done! Look!” His mother demanded shrilly, waving a melted toy in her hand as Alexandre and his sister both stood side by side, the sound of the baby crying echoing down the halls.

There’s a charred blanket on the floor and Alexandre’s face felt hot. From the shame or the fire that had spread through the nursery, he wasn’t sure, but he hated the feeling all the same.

“What did you do with the matches, where are they?” His mother continued. “I don’t know, I don’t have them.” His sister’s voice sounded so small, so broken, he hated it.

“Don’t lie to me! I saw you with them lighting candles, now where are they?” The anger in his mother’s voice sounded like panic, like the way it did when the nurse wasn’t showing up fast enough, when she said ‘something’s wrong with the baby.’ Was the baby okay? 

“I told you, I don’t -”

“I have them.” Alexandre interrupted. “I know where they are, I took them.” Without waiting to be excused, he turned and made his way to a delicate table on spindly legs, the wood stained pale with accents as he pushed open the drawer and found the matches inside, covered by bits and bobs.

He returned to his mother with them, knowing he should apologize, taking things was wrong, and he swallowed hard, looking up, and feeling himself fall into confusion at the way his mother smiled while taking them.

“Good boy, Alexandre. You did the right thing to take them from your sister, who is never going to play with them again, are you, Isabeau?”

“But maman -”

“No, maman,” Isabeau interrupted, voice hitching like she was crying. “I won’t.” 

THE SECOND FIRE

Later on, he wouldn’t remember much about that night, and what he would remember would be blurry, the order of events unsure.

He remembered his sister crying on the bed. He remembered the smug look on the soldier’s face, scratch marks on his cheek. Then he remembered the smell of smoke.

The air was cold outside on the lawn and the house went up so quickly, too quickly for his father to make it out, and Maxence didn’t, either. It was a tragedy and everyone said so, but there wasn’t much time for mourning during a war and his mother took advantage of it, demanding, pleading that they go to England.

Which had it been, he couldn’t remember. He couldn’t resist her impassioned words when his father was dead, his brother gone. Why would he want to do anything but hide in her skirts and let his mother make it all okay?

“From France, are you? Bonaparte’s people are getting bold.” A man had said, once they arrived in England.

“They are,” His mother agreed. “I should know, my husband was one of them.”

“He was?” Surprise, a growing hostility. “You run away from him?”

“No, he died.” She replied calmly, her chin tilting up. “Burned alive after I set our house on fire. No price is too great to pay for war aid, is it?”

THE AFFAIR

“I can’t stand to look at you. Or her! The nerve of her, getting you drunk and tossing you into bed.” Anger was radiating off his fiancée, or was she even his fiancée anymore, the ring which had found a home on her delicate finger these past few months having already been pulled off and flung at his head. 

Where had Grace gone? She wasn’t in the room anymore and he couldn’t hear her, so that was good, wasn’t it? And Andrew was still in the room, so that was fine. Everything was fine, except for the way his head hurt. 

“She’s ruined us, don’t you even care, Alexandre? My lord,” Her lip curled. “She played you for your title and you can’t even pull together the brains to realize it, can you? I’m so disappointed, fooled by a nobody.”

He wasn’t a nobody. He wasn’t, and his hands shook around the glass of water that had been shoved into them. Did he smell smoke somewhere?

“I believe that’s enough, Miss.” Oh, Andrew. You saint.

“Hmph. I believe so. I believe I’ve been spared a mistake, as I would hate to be wed to a man so easily misled.”

Her pride was wounded, her feelings were hurt, he knew all of that, but he didn’t care. Alexandre’s head hurt and he wanted it to go away, wanted her to go away so he could sleep. Perhaps he said as much because there was a shriek of outrage, a slammed door, and then another slam. Footsteps chasing after her, but they weren’t his as Alexandre allowed himself to collapse sideways back on the bed.

THE BABY

The sound of Grace crying was something that he never wanted to hear again. It seemed to ego inside his mind and Alexandre mechanically went through the motions of making himself a drink as his ears strained for anything else. The sound of a carriage, the sound of a door, of footsteps, anything but crying.

He hadn’t expected to see her again after their move, and certainly not like that, her belly swollen with a child that she claimed was his. Was the timing for it right, should she be that big if it happened when his engagement fell apart?

“The nerve of her coming here where anyone could see her. Here we are, trying to make a decent life, and she comes straight up to the front door, trying to bring scandal into her home!”

His mother had been going in that particular vein for several minutes and Alexandre tuned her out, focusing instead on his drink, the way it burned down his throat and settled low in his stomach. First drink of the day and not even on an empty stomach, Andrew would be proud that he’d waited until so late in the day.

Speaking of late in the day, it was nearly lunchtime, shouldn’t Margot be home? 

“Alexandre? Alexandre!”

“Do you think she’s lying?” He asked finally, tilting the glass in his hand and watching the dark liquid shift inside.

“Why wouldn’t she? The baby means she’s ruined for all the world to see, but it’s a perfect way to try trapping a gullible man into a marriage. If she slept with one, she’s loose enough to sleep with a dozen and any of them could be the father to her spawn,” She said scathingly, and Alexandre drank again instead of reminding her that she might very well be talking about her own grandchild.

( He wasn’t confident enough to call it the first. Some nights he didn’t remember all that well. )

“She’s a shameless hussy that opened her legs and now she’s trying to push a claim to relevancy out of them. You’re young and hold a title, of course she’s trying to get her claws into you and guilt you into claiming her child. But you mustn’t let her. You mustn't let her shame you into a responsibility that isn’t yours, especially not when we’re only just pulling our family back together!”

Part of Alexandre wondered if she was so against the idea of a child because of what happened to her youngest son. They still honored Maxence on his birthday, even if they didn’t talk about it, after all.

“Of course not, mother.” He murmured, finishing off his glass before looking up and smiling at her, something decidedly reckless, cold and untouchable. Untamed. “I’d never be so foolish.”

He’d learned better than to forge connections, after all. He learned that lesson amid fire and smoke.

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About: Nerys Eluned

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Name: Nerys Eluned

Alias: Warrior of Light, The Azure Dragoon (later The Blood Dragon), Azem [True Name Redacted]

Gender: Female

Age: 29 (Start of ARR), 31-32 currently (ShB)

Species: Duskwight Elezen

Zodiac: aquarius / aries / cancer / capricorn / gemini / leo / libra / pisces / sagittarius / scorpio / taurus / virgo / unknown

Abilities/Talents: Cooking, Foraging, Leatherworking, Weaving, Lance, Storytelling, Singing, Dancing

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Alignment: lawful / neutral / chaotic / good / neutral / evil / true (with some chaotic parts)

Religion: Nerys is as agnostic as one can be in a world where a goddess sets you out on a journey and frequently communes with you. (And she honestly had a lot of Bad Feelings about Hydaelyn at this point.) She will attend services with the Fortemps when invited, especially because the Halonic church is not one bent on conversion

Virtues: charity / chastity / diligence / humility / justice / kindness / patience

Languages: Common, some Gelmorran, some Ishgardian

Family: Her parents Heulwen Eluned and Clement Archambeau, they have recently reunited with their old flame “Uncle” Vaquelin Laurent. Growing up she also had “Aunt” Jehanne and “Uncle” Josse as well as the other Duskwights in the communal cavern. The Fortemps family is very much her second family and would be even if she wasn’t Haurchefant’s partner. And I do consider her partners to be her family as well. The twins are like younger sibs to her, Ryne a bit like a daughter/mentee figure. Gaia slots into this role more too, post-Eden

Friends: Her partners are also her friends, and she is close to Coultenet, Hoary, and Tataru. Her friendships with Hien, Lyse, Ysayle, and Hilda are romantic in nature; especially Ysayle. Alberic and Heustienne are also cherished friends.

Sexual Orientation: heterosexual / bi-/pansexual / homosexual / demisexual / asexual / unsure / other (polyamorous)

Relationship status: single / dating / married / widowed / open relationship / divorced / not ready for dating

(As it currently stands, she does not feel like she wants to get married. This may or may not change depending.) 

Libido: sex god / very high / high / average / low / very low / non-existent

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Build: twig / bony / slender / average / athletic / curvy / chubby / obese

Hair: white / blonde / brunette / red / black / other (purple and white)

Eyes: brown / blue / green / black / other (gold)

Skin: pale / fair / olive / light brown / brown / very brown / other (blue-grey)

Height: under 3 foot (90cm) / 3-4 foot (90-122cm) / 4-5 foot (122-153cm) / 5-6 foot (153-183cm) (1,73m) / 6-7 foot (183-213cm) / above 7 foot (over 213cm)

Scars: A small scar next to her left eye along the nose, other battlescars from over the years

Facial Features: Dark full lips, curved chin, likes to wear cosmetics

Tattoos: Not currently but it’s a possibility

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Black or White!

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Fruits or Vegetables?

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The Past or The Future? 

I was tagged by several of you, tagging any who would like to do this!

[nofomoartworld]

Hyperallergic: Controversial Assassination Picture Wins 2017 World Press Photo Award

Mevlüt Mert Altıntaş shouts after shooting Andrey Karlov, the Russian ambassador to Turkey, at an art gallery in Ankara, Turkey. (all images courtesy World Press Photo 2017)

Turkish AP photographer Burhan Ozbilici’s shocking photograph of Mevlüt Mert Altıntaş, a 22-year-old off-duty police officer, standing over the dead body of Russian ambassador to Turkey, Andrey Karlov, has won the top prize at this year’s World Press Photo competition. Altıntaş assassinated the ambassador at an art exhibition in Ankara, Turkey, on December 19, 2016. It was selected from 80,408 images submitted by 5,034 photographers from 125 countries.

The winning image is facing some controversy though, as jury chair Stuart Franklin has written a response to the selection indicating that he wasn’t in agreement with the selection. His piece in the Guardian outlines his reasoning, pointing out: “Placing the photograph on this high pedestal is an invitation to those contemplating such staged spectaculars: it reaffirms the compact between martyrdom and publicity.” He continues: “To be clear, my moral position is not that the well-intentioned photographer should be denied the credit he deserves; rather that I feared we’d be amplifying a terrorist’s message through the additional publicity that the top prize attracts.”

In December, Hyperallergic covered the infamous photo in an essay by Robert Archambeau, who wrote:

I think a large part of my inability to fully process the images from Turkey has to do with a kind of category error. They should, I tell myself, be documents of an atrocity, the kind of images we’re bombarded with all the time, and to which most of us have, perhaps at some cost to our humanity, developed antibodies. We see mediated atrocity every day. We tell ourselves we care, and perhaps we do. But generally we look at the wreckage, the carnage, the suffering faces, and we move on. This time, though, I’m having a hard time moving on, because I don’t just see the images as documents of atrocity. I also see them as aesthetic, and that doesn’t sit easily with the other way of seeing them. Indeed, it feels immoral. It feels wrong.

He discussed some of the discomfort many feel toward the image, which is simultaneously attractive and repulsive.

Other World Press Photo award winners include:

Contemporary Issues: Jonathan Bachman (Thomson Reuters) for an image of protester Ieshia Evans standing her ground against the Baton Rouge Police Department.

Lone activist Ieshia Evans stands her ground while offering her hands for arrest as she is charged by riot police during a protest against police brutality outside the Baton Rouge Police Department in Louisiana, USA, on 9 July 2016. Evans, a 28-year-old Pennsylvania nurse and mother of one, traveled to Baton Rouge to protest against the shooting of Alton Sterling. Sterling was a 37-year-old black man and father of five, who was shot at close range by two white police officers. The shooting, captured on a multitude of cell phone videos, aggravated the unrest coursing through the United States in previous years over the use of excessive force by police, particularly against black men.

Daily Life: Paula Bronstein (Time Lightbox / Pulitzer Center For Crisis Reporting) for an image a woman, Najiba, holding her two-year-old nephew Shabir who was injured from a bomb blast in Kabul on March 29, 2016.

KABUL, AFGHANISTAN -MARCH 29, 2016: A the Emergency hospital Najiba holds her nephew Shabir, age 2, who was injured from a bomb blast which killed his sister in Kabul on March 29, 2016. Najiba had to stay with the children as their mother buried her daughter. In 2016 marked another milestone in its 15-year engagement in Afghanistan. Despite billions of dollars spent by the international community to stabilize the country, Afghanistan has seen little improvement in terms of overall stability and human security. The situation on the ground for Afghans continues to be grave. Security for the Afghan people has also deteriorated in large swaths of the country, further complicating humanitarian response. Afghan civilians are at greater risk today than at any time since Taliban rule. According to UN statistics, in the first half of 2016 at least 1,600 people had died, and more than 3,500 people were injured, a 4 per cent increase in overall civilian causalities compared to the same period last year. The upsurge in violence has had devastating consequences for civilians, with suicide bombings and targeted attacks by the Taliban and other insurgents causing 70 percent of all civilian casualties.

General News: Laurent Van der Stockt (Getty Reportage for Le Monde) for an image of Iraqi Special Operations Forces searching houses of Gogjali, an eastern district of Mosul, looking for ISIS members, equipment, and evidence on November 2, 2016.

Mosul, November 2, 2016: The Iraqis Special Operations Forces (Isof 1, Golden Division, ISF) are searching houses of Cogjali, a eastern district of Mosul, looking for Daesh members, equipment and evidences. Young and adult men are quickly interviewed. Most of the time, civilians feel insecure while fighters of isof, still under the threat of snipers and car bombs, feel being in hostile territory.

Long-Term Projects: Valery Melnikov (Rossiya Segodnya) for an image of civilians escaping a house destroyed by an air attack in the Ukrainian village of Luhanskaya.

Civilians escape from a fire at a house destroyed by the air attack in the Luhanskaya village

Nature: Francis Pérez’s image of a sea turtle entangled in a fishing net swimming off the coast of Tenerife, Canary Islands, Spain.

A sea turtle entangled in a fishing net swims off the coast of Tenerife, Canary Islands, Spain, on 8 June 2016. Sea turtles are considered a vulnerable species by the International Union for Conservation of Nature. Unattended fishing gear is responsible for many sea turtle deaths.

People: Magnus Wennman (Aftonbladet) for an image a five-year-old girl, Maha, fleeing with her family from the village Hawija outside Mosul, Iraq.

Maha, 5 and her family fled from the village Hawija outside Mosul, Iraq, seven days ago. The fear of Isis and the lack of food forced them to leave their home, her mother says. Now Maha lays on a dirty mattress in the overcrowded transit center in Debaga refugee camp. I do not dream and I’m not afraid of anything anymore Maha says quietly, while her mother’s hand strokes her hair.

Sports: Tom Jenkins (The Guardian) for an image of jockey Nina Carberry flying off her horse, Sir Des Champs, during the Grand National steeplechase in Liverpool, UK.

Jockey Nina Carberry flies off her horse Sir Des Champs as they fall at The Chair fence during the Grand National steeplechase during day three of the Grand National Meeting at Aintree Racecourse on April 9th 2016 in Liverpool, England.

Spot News: Jamal Taraqai (European Pressphoto Agency) for an image of lawyers helping their injured colleagues after a bomb explosion in Quetta, Pakistan, on August 8, 2016, when 70 people were killed outside a civil hospital.

Lawyers help their injured colleagues after a bomb explosion in Quetta, Pakistan, on 8 August 2016. Seventy people were killed when a bomb exploded outside a civil hospital where a crowd of lawyers and journalists had gathered to mourn Bilal Anwar Kasi, a senior lawyer who had been assassinated hours earlier.

Visit the World Press Photo website for more information.

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[idiciart]

there’s a lil thing going around on twitter so i decided to draw smthn for it!!

credit to @/healinggremlin on twitter for the template <3