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[lizbank]

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[tikay21]

RIVERSIDE LOVESTORY    Firewalker    -4-

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The Wooden Circle 

It was early tuesday morning and Lilly had to work in the cafe. Tuesdays her dad Maxwell usually visits the market to trade with their wares and to buy whatever they need, so he always took Lilly with him in the jeep. Wednesdays she has to take the bus and thursdays she drives with Jeremia who usualy went to SanMyshuno for business. For a while now he is doing the banking and economic office part of Banks & Sons Fruit Trades. Father mentioned he hasn’t the mind for that anymore, but all knew it was to keep Jeremia in responsibility to bound him to the family trade company. The cafe is on their way and they always use the time to have bit conversation to care their relationships. Lilly did some friendly small talk with dad to keep in with him. She is daddys girl, so he never would pronounce his anger too strict to her directly, but she felt his worry. She knew it’s not to stress her, he really only wants to avoid that something could happen he has no influence on. Lilly loved her dad, he was strict but fair as well, so she excused for daydreaming on saturday and  promised to take more care. Sometimes, when they are not too late ;), dad went in the cafe with Lilly for a coffee to go, so he did today.

gallery link        pose Lilly by KSsdesign Next days Lilly was very busy and very careful, helped as much as she could.  She don’t want to risk to have to stay at home on saturday. She often thought of Delsin. She can’t get him out of her head. So friday evening came and Lilly thought about next day she finally would meet him again. She was so curious and it was a kind of so exciting having such a secret. She was sitting on her bed in their girls room the three sisters have to share and took out the wooden circle Delsin carved. She remembered a leatherband lying around anywhere, found it and put the pendant on. Dreaming of tomorrow she was disturbed by her one year younger sister Brenda who came in their room. Brenda was always too curious to get to know everything going on with everyone, she could’nt stand to miss anything and she had to talk about all that, always trying to be the middle of the world and to be the most important person around. No wonder she directly noticed the pendant and of course had to ask Lilly about it. She really, really could be so annoying. But Lilly for sure never would tell just Brenda about Delsin, so she only said that she had found it in one of her old stuff boxes and thought it would be nice to wear. Brenda looked at her very sceptical but she - oh wonder - accepted the answer for the moment. to be continued - project in progress If you stepped in here from anywhere -> back to the beginning of the story - click here story navigation  one back - one forward >>  

Maxwell Banks nocc - with 46 years

played @ current state of play (SOP) 

gallery link Maxwell nocc      pose by Rhisk

Brenda Banks nocc - with 17 years yet

played @ current state of play (SOP)

gallery link Brenda nocc       pose by Spiriock

Elisabeth Banks nocc - with 13 years

played @ current state of play (SOP) 

gallery link Liz nocc       pose by Spiriock Beside it is not possible to tell Delsins story wihtout cc, cause of the scars only with cc, Liz was most difficult to transform in nocc to keep her innocence expression. The problem were the Maxis too adult female eyelashes (image 1 - original created). With cc no problem, I could blend them out with Kijikos eyelashes remover (image 2 - same as in 1 - but removed eyelashes), but for nocc I had to choose total different eyes and make them so close to the originals as possible (image 3- result, eyelids keep the different shape, in spite of using the most close to eyes without eyelashes available).

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[dreamofspring]

@lizbanks: i emailed tumblr about the daenerys url not that long back and they told me they won't release it. h8

GDI tumblr is the worst url hoarder of all lol 

[emmyliaclarke]

for @lizbanks, happy birthday! ♡

[ladyurbosa]

daenernys ---> effietrinkets

shout out to @brittaperrys for giving it to me!

I will now be tracking #usereffietrinkets

[rebuilderremodeling]

@Tile1On: The latest Tile 1 On - Home Remodeling! https://t.co/VVx2AiZ0W7 Thanks to @2Agents1Goal @LizBanks @manuel_c #interiordesign #architecture

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[mikewheelers]

💜💜💜

jenna!! we’ve been mutuals for so long now and i have to admit, your blog is amazing! you’re one of the only blogs i follow that doesn’t reblog that much twd but reblogs an amazing amount of got (which is a show i lowkey love and i see you ship jonerys ahhh!!!) even though we barely talk, it’s always so nice seeing you on my dash and i’m so glad that we’re mutuals!

mutuals send me a ❤️ and i’ll compliment you.

[rhaella]

❤😊

i feel like we’ve been mutuals for like 17 years and i just love everything about your blog!  quality content, quality person!  ((also your icon is so pretty))

mutuals send me a ❤️ and I’ll compliment you

[ladyurbosa]

lizbanks → vahurbosa

because i’m currently legend of zelda trash and urbosa is my gf

[untame]

My favorite word is pandemonium. Idk. It just sounds cool.

url: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | captain phasma

icon/header: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | lexi

theme: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | brienne of tarth

posts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | commander lyme

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following: no(t yet) | now i am | of course | keeping you in my chocolate box till the end of time

favorite word comment: even the word pandemonium sounds hectic to me. it reads hectic and writes hectic too, in the way that the letters seem so scattered… all over the place. it’s a great word that really fits its definition. thank you! xox

want a blograte?

[oberynmartell]

hope i'm not too late and you're still accepting these cause they're cute as hell. my fave character is daenerys and my favorite ship is daenerys x jon. :)

no you’re not too late :) and thank you (I got the idea from @meredithvgrey)

your house: house martellyour allegiance: house martell, the red priestess of asshai your location: you are nomadicyour weapon of choice: poisonyour allies: house martellyour enemies: house lannisteryour ship/pairing: melisandre your religion: the lord of lightdo you make it to the iron throne?: nohow you die: you die after mixing poisons and accidentally letting a drop touch your skin

want one? just a few more :)

[mcrauders]

:) my selfie tag is /tagged/selfie and can I have game of thrones for the fandom?

fancast - Margaery best friend - Loras ship - Sansaenemy - Cersei 

no more - just finishing up

[allonsysilvertongue]

“you want me to fight someone?”

So as not to flood the tag, I’m going to put all the sentence starter request in this one ask.

Crazy, Stupid, Love

1.    Anon: “you want me to fight someone?“

There were not as many people as he expectedbut he still sat himself at the end of the counter to avoid being seen but shefound him all the same, and she had been talking since the moment she walkedin. She was agitated so she was talking fast and making wild gestures with herhand.

“So you just let him say all thosethings about you?” Effie demanded.

Haymitch did not bother answering herquestion. Instead, he downed the shot before giving her a curt nod.

“Why?”

“Why what?” he leaned his elbowson the counter top and turned his head towards her.

“Why didn’t you do something?”

He shrugged. His nonchalance was aggravatingher. The truth was, what the man had said did not bother him. As long as it washim that was being insulted, he could still shrug it off and turn a deaf ear toit but if it was Effie who was being insulted, he would certainly have reacted.

“I don’t like what he said about you,” Effiegrumbled with a frown. “I don’t like it at all.”

“Let it go, Effs.”

“No, I won’t,” she saidstubbornly. “We know where he lives. We should go after him.”

“And do what, sweetheart? You wantme to fight someone? Is that what you want?” he demanded. “Punch him in theface maybe at his house in front of his kids? Really, Effie?”

“Well, no,” she started. “We could talk tohim.”

“Forget it.”

“Wasn’t it you who told me to stand up formyself? When some people here in Twelve whispered behind my back, you – “

“I told you to learn to pick your battles.”

“Yes,you did but now it’s you that is being insulted and I won’t stand it. He’s gonetoo far.”

“That’s cute that you want to fight mybattle, sweetheart,” he mocked before turning his stool in her direction, “butlet it go. It’s nothing new, alright? I’ve heard a lot of insults hurled my wayover the years. You forgot I’m a drunk and a mentor with a list of dead tributes.There are a lot of things people are always insulting me about. Yeah, sure, ‘Capitolsympathiser’ is horrible but I’m sickof fighting. The war’s over. My fight’s done.”

“You’re getting insulted because you gave me a roof over my head.”

“It doesn’t matter,” he told her. “Forgetit.”

“Then why are you in this barsulking?”

“Who said I’m sulking? Maybe I wantedto see if you’d concern yourself so much you’d come after me here.”

“You are an impossible man,” sheclicked her tongue. “This may be a new bar in Twelve but you’re notgoing to be a regular here. Come home, Haymitch.”

2.    Anon: “You were right,i shouldn’t have eaten all that bread.”

He wanted to spite her.

They were arguing the nightbefore and she had stormed off, leaving his bed cold and empty, and hadthreatened to leave it cold and empty for weeks until he come around. He wasn’tgoing to take that lying down and theonly thing he could think of when he saw her favourite bread on the diningtable that morning was to eat them all to spite her.

He was severely regretting hisdecision.

Haymitch emerged from thebathroom where he had been for the past ten minutes, a hand pressed to hisstomach. Having heard his footsteps, Peeta lowered the newspaper he wasreading. He came to deliver the bread and had talked Haymitch’s ear off abouthis decision.

“You wereright,” he heaved. “I shouldn’t have eaten all that bread for breakfast.”

Theyoung man chuckled. “I’m sure Effie will have something to - ”

“You’renot telling her anything.”

3.    @hystericalgoose:“no puppy eyes, you little maniac.”

Aria, much to Haymitch’s dismay, was asfickle as Effie had been during the early days after the war ended when it cameto having a hobby.

This month, it was pottery. With Effie atthe City visiting her sister, Haymitch was left along trying to deal with thesix year old and her new obsession. He had made some clay for her and had evengone a step further by adding colouring just like Peeta had suggested. He expectedthat to engage the girl for theentire day at the very least.

He was wrong.

His daughter had seen the clay and hadpromptly declared, “This is not like the ones I saw, daddy! They’renot supposed to have colours.”

At times, he marvelled how his girl couldmake him feel stupid.

“I know what you saw,” he saiddefensively, “but this is more fun. Peeta said you can mould them intoshapes. What’s your favourite animal, huh? You wanna try make a horse orsomething?”

“That’s not what I want,”she frowned. “It’s not pottery. Mummy showed me something different.”

He gritted his teeth.

“We don’t have the machine, littledove. We can’t make those stuff without it.”

“But they have classes at the communitycentre,” she argued, looking exactly like her mother with that crease betweenher brows and the pout.

That was when he knew he was cornered.

“Please, daddy,” she staredup at him, light grey eyes opened wide.

He hated that look. He hated it because healways, always, fell for it.

“No puppy eyes, you little maniac,“ hegrowled. “Come on, you gotta have your dinner before your mothercalls.”

“I promise to be good.”

“Hmmm.”

“I promise to keep the houseclean.”

From experience, this would go on and on.

“Fine, you can go for one lesson,” he said because therewas always a chance that she might find the whole thing boring by the thirdlesson and he was not prepared to pay for a month’s worth of it.

4.    @lizbanks: i don’tcare, i love him. and given the opportunity, yes, i would have his babies.

Effie was silently fuming.

Her mother’s visit had been disastrous from thevery first day she stepped into their house and eyed everything critically, andnow that she was finally leaving for the Capitol, Effie found her mother in herroom busy packing her suitcase.

“Mother,” she gasped, stopping dead in her trackjust outside the room. “What – Why are you packing my suitcase?”

“It is apparent that you will not be doing ityourself so I have taken it upon myself to do you this favour,” she replied asif that should explain everything.

“No,” Effie shook her head. “You’re not doing me any favour. In fact, mother, you aretrespassing.”

“Oh, enough with this madness already,Euphemia,” Lysandra Trinket snapped at her. “Your father and I have let youstay here for a few months now and shouldn’t that be enough time for you torealise just how obtuse this is?”

“Stop it,” Effie hurried forward and tookthe dress from her mother’s hand. “Stop it this instance!”

“I do not know what that man has done to youbut this ends today. You are coming home with us.”

“I am not. I am staying right here whether youlike it or not. You must be under the mistaken impression that I need yourpermission.”

“You have completely lost your mind. Why areyou so adamant on staying her and please, whatever your reason may be, do notclaim that it is because of some misguided feeling that you have for him.”

“Misguided…” Effie sputtered.“Forgive me, but you are the one who is misguided if you think that I amcoming with you. I am home, mother, why can’t you see that?”

“With thisman? When you are staying in his guest room?” she snorted. “I hardly think youunderstand what it means to be together when you are a mere guest.”

That was not true in the slightest. Some of herclothes were still in the guest bedroom but Effie had been spending her nights inhis room for a while now. It was easier compared to waking up in the middle ofnight from a nightmare and going over to his room to seek his comfort.

“Yes with this man,” Effie exclaimed.“He is my home.”

Her mother looked extremely frustrated.

“You will regret this, darling. This is notthe life for you. I cannot foresee you having a family with him. You cannot forone second think you can build a family here. Do you honestly want to have his children? Really, Euphemia,” hermother went on. “I will not have my grandchildren be tainted by hisheritage.”

“I don’t care, I love him. Given theopportunity, yes, I would have his babies but I can’t. It doesn’tmatter if you were to find me a nice man to marry back in the City because Iknow you and you will find a man who expects a trophy wife and kids that hecould force his dreams upon. Haymitch expects nothing of that sort fromme. He will never pressure me into having children because he knows thatI can’t and he will never keep me for the sake of showing me off.”

“What are you talking about, darling?”

It was rare for her mother to show concern but ifthere was one saving grace, Lysandra Trinket adored her grandchildren. Shedoted on them in a way she never did with Effie and Eirene, and at times, Effiewondered if she was trying to pay back for missed chances. After the birth ofEirene’s son, her mother had been forward in her desire to see the same fromEffie. That was partly the reason that she had packed her bag.

Effie sat on the bed and stared at her hands. OnlyHaymitch knew of this. He was the only one she told. He was outside herhospital room when the doctor entered to tell her the news so shaken andtraumatised, she had told him the truth and cried as he held her.

She hated herself right now for this moment ofweakness when the tears fell. Her mother sat next to her, feeling ill at ease.She was never good at giving comfort.

“Was it because of your time in prison?”

“Yes,” she nodded. “I can’t, mother.I – I have never given the idea of having children of my own much thoughtbefore but when I found out that I couldn’t… It still hurts.”

“Does he know? Your lover… Does he know?”

It was odd to hear her refer to Haymitch that way whenhe was more than just her lover but this was not the time to address it.

“He is the only one who knows,” Effie admitted.

“Why did you keep this from us?”

“You will smother me,” Effie replied. “You willinsist that I seek specialist opinions, consider treatment.”

“What did he have to say about this? Does he want children?”

“No, he doesn’t think he is fit to be a father,”Effie said with a bitter smile. “He would make a wonderful father. He would buthe had always been afraid of what would happen to his child. They would bereaped for the Games. The Capitol would love that, a child of a Victor as atributed. He has lived with that fear for so long that it hasn’t changed nowthat the war is over.”

“I do not want him to regret this… to regretyou. I do not want him to blame you in the future.”

“He won’t,” Effie assured. “Hewouldn’t.”

She raised her head to see Haymitch standing at thedoor of the guest bedroom. He must have passed by it to get to theirs when heheard his name.

“I wouldn’t,” Haymitch echoed, looking ather mother. “We talked about this.”

5.   Anon: “you’re getting drunk on watered down vodkalike a fourteen year old girl.” - For Hayffie, please :)

Effie Trinket wasalways ridiculous but she was taking this to the next level.

She had appeared athis doorstep three weeks ago, looking lost and helpless, and he had steppedback to let her in. She had not moved out or gave him any indication of doingso anytime soon.

He didn’t mind it somuch. Truth be told, his house was a little less lonely with her around.

She had nightmares andshe had picked up habits he never saw in her before like making sure the doorwas never lock when she was in the room. She needed to know there was a way forher to escape in case she was ever trapped.

She had troublecoping, he knew. Her life had taken a turn and she felt like she didn’t belonganywhere. He wasn’t sure why she thought hecould help her but he had never brought it up.

Haymitch found herthat afternoon sitting on the dining table with her upper body slumped over thetable. She was using her arm to pillow her head. When she heard him walk in, Effieopened her eyes. They were unfocused and she was staring at him slacked face.He spotted the bottle of liquor next to her.

“You’re getting drunk on watered down vodka like a fourteen year oldgirl,” he mocked.

He hadwatered down because of her. He didn’t want to be drunk and useless when sheneeded him so he had taken his own initiative to cut down. Somehow, he was not expectingher to go to alcohol as a form of coping mechanism.

“Oh,” she slurred, giggling to herself. “Why is it…Why is it watered down?”

He pulled a chair and sat facing her. Alcohol was how he coped. Hewouldn’t allow her to fall into the same trap.

“Why do you think, Effs?”

In her state, it took a while for her to get the answer but when shedid, she gave him a smile.

“You are very sweet, Haymitch.”

He took the bottle awayand poured it down the sink.

I have some left so i will continue that tomorrow!

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[starksansa]

hey, congrats on 7k. :) can i be effie trinket in your fandom family?

thank youuu! sure thing :)

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[gleggie]

19-21 for twd of course :P

19. favorite guest actor/actress?

I know he wasn’t really considered a guest, but Andrew J West! He wasn’t on the show long enough and I think Gareth was an AMAZING villain. Like I feared him 10x more than the governor. I really wished they would’ve made that storyline longer. 

21. actress or actor you’d love to see on the show? 

Tbh…. I don’t even know!

[hayffiebird]

Tagged

I was tagged by @madameyoda​ Thank you :)

1) Irrational fear? Tiring people with long reviews. I always tell the creator when I love their fic/fanart cause I know how much it can mean. But even though I KNOW long reviews are not a bad thing – each time I give one I can’t keep from worrying they’re too long. 2) Favorite dessert? Not really a dessert but: saltines spread with honey, goat’s cheese and avocado. I swear, it’s the most delicious thing on this planet!

3) Fruit or veggie?  Fruit.

4) Favorite childhood show? I remember liking “Dexter’s Laboratory.”

5) Dream pet and name? Um. Don’t know. My sister has dogs but I haven’t had any pets since I was a kid. Can’t have animals where I live. 6) Most embarrassing celebrity/fictional crush? Seth Rogen. Not really embarrassing, but a crush I guess.

7) Watching TV or reading fanfiction? Fanfiction. Always fanfiction. Fanfiction’s eating up my phone internet AND battery. Only watches the news on the TV. 8) What can you not live without? The woods, where I played so often as a child. When we’re at the summer house I always write in the garden surrounded by the woods and lakes and mountains. :) 9) OTP and NOTP? OTP: Hayffie. Of course. Their love is for the ages. NOTP: Hayniss, No, just no!  Also, Snapione. Love Snape and Hermione but I just can’t see them together.

I tag @thequeendianelockhart​ @gotsomeacesup​ @weirddreamergirl​ @lizbanks​ @wildimaginings​ and @archervale​