#milian tag

[infernalmachine]

Hi long time no see…. Take these..

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Tomas Milian by Claudio Masenza, 1960s

[crowandmoonwriting]

Character Inspo Tag

Rules: List your OCs and the characters that inspired them!

Thanks for tagging me @writernopal!

I’m leaving this as an open tag, so if you see it, consider yourself tagged!

For the characters from On Crimson Wings:

(Spoilers for Tolkien’s Silmarillion below, oddly enough lol)

Aderyn

Maedhros and Maglor, The Silmarillion: I love to suffer, okay? And therefore I love The Silmarillion. Aderyn’s appearance is inspired by Maedhros (tall, red-haired, handsome, excellent swordsman), but his temperament is more like Maglor (gentle and melancholy, after Maedhros’s death he wandered up and down the beach singing laments).

Marion/Sauron, The Silmarillion/Lord of the Rings: I love him so much it’s not even funny. For those who haven’t read The Silmarillion, Sauron was once called Mairon, and he served the gods as a blacksmith, the most talents of all, before he was seduced by the dark one, Melkor.

Frodo, Lord of the Rings: okay hear me out, I know Sauron was the cause of his suffering, but he is a perfect character to me. His journey in the book, his endurance, his fall, his pain, it’s absolutely part of my conception of Aderyn and his own journey. Frodo my darling 🥺

The Usurper

Melkor/Morgoth, The Silmarillion: so I have an incredible weakness for villains, especially tall, dark, handsome and impetuous chaos kings like Melkor. Also the Lord/Lieutenant thing he has going with Marion? The corruption arc? Perfection ❤️

Aragorn, Lord of the Rings: we love a reluctant king/horse-girl hybrid

Damen, Captive Prince: Hot? Check. Himbo? Check. Big muscles and bigger heart? Triple check. (Pls read Captive Prince)

Milian

Joffrey Baratheon/Lannister, Game of Thrones: ummm…. Well. He’s a brat and vicious, and he clutches his crown with both fists. ‘Nuff said.

Caranthir/Curufin, The Silmarillion: noticing a pattern here? Lol anyway. Like Caranthir, he’s quick to anger, and like Curufin, he’s his dad’s mini-me.

The Regent, Captive Prince: now the Regent is just about pure evil, and Milian isn’t, but he is the primary antagonist, and he is fighting in dirty underhanded ways for the crown.

Rhudd

Henry VIII, English history: vibes more than anything. As a historian, I have to say, Henry VIII has rancid vibes for me, and Rhudd has the same type of vibes. Not as many wives, though.

Feanor, The Silmarillion: so much to say about Feanor, but let me just say this: he caused allllll the problems, and the man died so angry that he exploded into flames.

Entha

Caterina Sforza, Italian history: the Tigress of Forlí! When her children were taken hostage, it’s said that she pulled up her dress, pointed to the space between her legs, and said, “Kill them! I have the means to make more!” And that, if true, is some cold shit. And very Entha.

Queen Ravenna, Snow White and the Huntsman: I picture her very much like Charlize Theron, lol. Like Ravenna, Entha is ruthless in pursuit of her power, and desperate to keep her crown. You could see her as the wicked queen to Aderyn’s Snow White, I suppose XD

[the-otleus-parlor-archived]

Do they believe in God(s), or are they atheistic?

Yami: he does believe in gods! Many gods.

Yami comes from the Graveyard District, which is famous for two things. Its Soul Rivers and its Gods! They believe every good thing came from a god of the past. Winter has the Elder and Minor Winter Gods, there’s a Festivals god, and there’s even a goddess of life and a god of death. So… yeah. He believes in gods.

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Kurai: it’s… complicated, even though he is a god himself.

If he wasn’t a god, he’d definitely be an atheist. But because he is a god, things get… a little more complicated. For him, gods are definitely real. But… not all gods are good. He believes everyone who believes in a god deserves a god… but not every god deserves their followers.

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Amy: God spelled backwards is dog!

She doesn’t really think about if there’s a god or not. I mean, she’s dead! She’s more worried about when her next play date is gonna be!

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Ellie: she believes in gods, but only that they exist.

Ellie’s case is odd but similar to mine, where we both believe there is a god, but we don’t actively follow them.

In Ellie’s case, raised in the Chalk City, she believed there were gods, but she doesn’t follow them nor pray to them nor anything. They don’t help the common folk… they’re kind of snobby in her opinion. Well, that was until she visited the Graveyard District after some… unfortunate events in her past.

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Tomie: An atheist!

Tomie firmly does not believe a god exists. If gods existed, the world wouldn’t be such a horrible and cruel place. People wouldn’t be getting taken advantage of or getting killed if there was a god.

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Nikki: Similar to Ellie

Nikki believes a god exists, but she doesn’t exactly follow one. They do make amazing muses for projects though 🤔

[slimebl0b]

Here’s a simple comic I did! The people in this comic are Milian and Butch ( @sans-guy )! I plan on making more later and also might color this one.

[bullet-prooflove]

4000 Followers: Barcelona - Matthew Keller x Reader

Tagging: @rosielou94 d @kmc1989@toheavenwmydrms@noxytopy

Companion piece to:

5 Times - Keller almost tells you he loves you.

Three Minutes - It takes three minutes for Matt Keller to lose his humanity.

Transactional - In the wake of your injury, you leave Keller a Dear John letter.

It takes a couple of months for Matt to track you down. You’ve rented an apartment in Barcelona, near the town centre because your working a legal gig for the Picasso Museum. Your business has been flourishing in the time you’ve been apart. You’ve bounced from Frankfurt, Vienna, Milian and now to here. Matt’s always been a few steps behind you, he’s missed you by twelve hours back in Italy.

Matt has never done this before. He doesn’t chase after women, he’s usually the one that does the leaving. The fact he wants to follow you, it speaks volumes.

When you enter the apartment he’s sitting on your couch flicking through a Spanish fashion magazine, his brow furrowed. He sets it down on the coffee table as you close the door behind you.

"I'm not giving you security details for the museum." You tell him drifting towards your desk to check your laptop. To your surprise it looks untouched.  

"You know that's not why I'm here." He says as he raises to his feet and approaches the desk. His fingertips caress the tiny terracotta dog perched on the corner. It’s new, an unusual piece, not expensive but he knows it’s a sign, one that you’re planning to stay for a while.

“No I don’t.” You say distractedly as you close your laptop. “Because you don’t give me a reason behind anything you do, why you leave, why you stay, why you turn up in my place in Barcelona. I get nothing from you Matt.”

“Avery…” He says softly, his palm coming to rest upon yours and you pull away because his touch, it always leads to the same damn thing. “You know how fucked up I am.”

“Yea,” You tell him meeting his gaze. “It’s a good excuse to hide behind when shit gets too real isn’t it?”

This right here, this is why he loves you. You see through all of his bullshit, you call him on it. You are the first person who has ever bothered to scratch beneath the surface of his psyche. The only one that sees him.

“Avery.” He whispers, catching your hand. He squeezes it lightly and your fingers twitch underneath his touch. You don’t have much mobility in it anymore, Woodford saw to that. “Please just let me show you.”

“We’ve played this game before and we both know where it leads.” You say as you draw away, your hand slipping from his. It feels like a knife plunging into his chest but he gets it, your protecting yourself because he is not a safe bet, he never has been.

You watch as he removes his wallet from the back pocket of his jeans before he takes out a ticket stub and places it on the desk beside you.

“This is from the night we went to that art show in MOMA, you were wearing that dress, the blue one with the white flowers.” He murmurs as his hands come to rest on your hips. You tip your head up to look at him and for a moment he allows himself to hope, he prays that this is the time he can finally get the words out. “I remember because…”

…that was the day I fell in love with you.

But the words they just won’t leave his lips, they die in his throat as he cradles your face between his hands, his forehead coming to rest upon yours. He realises in that moment that it’s never going to happen. Those words they’re associated with so many terrible things in his life. There’s no pleasure in them, no joy, there’s just anguish and grief.

“I can’t tell you what you want to hear sweetheart but I promise you I feel it.” Matt whispers against your lips. “I feel it with every fibre of my being."

“You should go.”  You tell him, your palm coming to rest upon his chest before you push him away lightly. “You’re just going to break my heart all over again.”

You twist away from him then, because your eyes are stinging and you don’t want him to see that weakness in you.

“Avery.” He rasps and sigh as you turn back towards him.

“Matt look…” You trail off because the last thing you expect to see is Matthew Keller on one knee in front of you, a little black box in his hand.

You recognise the ring, Alexandrite with an accent marquise cut, set between two diamond leaf clusters in a rose gold band. You’d been devastated when you’d had to sell it to pay Matt’s legal bills but you’d owed him, because he’d killed a man for you, saved you from something worse than death.

There’s a lot of history attached to that ring. It had been taken from your family in the late 1930s along with the rest of their belongings before they’d been shipped off to a concentration camp in Germany. Out of the four family members that went in only one came out, your Grandmother. That ring was the only memory she had had of her own family. It had been the first thing that you and Matt stolen together. It had been residing in a collection of stolen Jewish artwork, along with other Nazi memorabilia. The other shit that man had had in his collection…

You’d burned that place to the fucking ground afterwards.

“I hate shit like this.” Matt had told you after you’d deposited the three stolen pieces of artwork you’d managed to rescue inside Peter Burke’s porch. He’d find it in the morning, get it back to the place it belonged to.

“All she wanted is to see this ring one more time before she died.” You’d told him as you sat in the passenger seat of his car, looking at the circlet inside the tiny black box. “They took everything from her.”

“We did a good thing here tonight.” He’d told you as he’d walked you to your door that evening. “Consider this one on me.”

You’d taken him to bed for the first time that night.

And now he’s on one knee in front of you, with your Grandmother’s ring.

“I might not be able to say it.” He tells you, his eyes meeting yours. “But sweetheart trust me when I say I feel it.”

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[ginger-grimm]

🐿 + Kippi my beloved <3

YAY thank you for asking about my little Kippi! Also, gonna tag @luucypevensie and @noratilney in case they're interested!

A song they love to dance to: Dip It Low by Christina Milian

The meaning of their middle name: Pointed Hill (Kippi)

Their favorite mythical/fantasy animal/figure: Angels

Salty or sweet snacks? Which kind do they like best?: Sweet! She loves snack cakes and has a bit of an obsession with gum.

What they like to do during the winter time: Writing, writing, writing. She finds the Winter to be very inspiring for her productivity.

Their favorite 50s song: Mister Sandman by The Chordettes

Do they drink? If so, what's their favorite drink?: She drinks sometimes, though she doesn't actually enjoy it all that much. When she drinks it's usually sweeter cocktails.

One moment they recoil thinking about: Her first time flirting with a girl (Paisley) was more than awkward for her.

If they believe in lucky objects: She has an angel figurine which she's had since most of her family died and she feels safe with it.

Their first-ever paying job: She worked at a movie theatre in Greendale, doing smaller tasks that got her the most of minimum wage.

[zaharadessert]

Last Christmas - Once Bitten (1/4?)

Rating: M to be safe for now...

Warnings: I guess the following apply. There is a Swanfire relationship. It's toxic. There is a Milian relationship of sorts, which is also toxic.

Length: 12K and climbing rapidly, hopefully 4 chapeters

Summary: The gang end up taking on Mary Margaret's parents booking at a luxury chalet at the ski resort Killian and Liam's distant relative, Nemo, happens to own. What follows is a little bit of good, a little bit bad, and some ugly too and not just the Christmas jumpers. There's a whole host of Christmas cheer to make up for it though... eventually.

Notes: Happy Holidays @stahlop!!!!! I am your secret Santa! I was so happy when you told me you didn't hate this song, and I'm really sorry it's not completely finished for me to spam you with all of the words buuuut... Have some art to go with it instead? I hope you enjoy it, I've loved getting to know you better over the last couple of weeks! Huge thanks to @kmomof4 for betaing this monster for me, even if she is partly to blame for the high word count. Full Chapter on AO3, link below.

Tagging: @jrob64b64 @xhookswenchx @wefoundloveunderthelight @superchocovian @lfh1226-linda @teamhook @jonesfandomfanatic @tiganasummertree @onceratheart18 @snowbellewells @karlyfr13s @itsfabianadocarmo @ouatpost @ultraluckycatnd @winterbaby89 @thepirateandhisson @xarandomdreamx @xsajx @captainswan21 @spaceconveyor @pirateprincessofpizza @sparlecorn93 @hollyethecurious @ammelia @pawshapedheart

As always, let me know if you’d like me to add you to my taglist for future fics :)

Also on AO3

It was a familiar ride from the airport to the resort, the route up to the cabin one he couldn’t really forget, even after all this time. Even so he was grateful to have been able to share the driving with his brother, who was possibly the only person going this weekend who was even more familiar with the terrain and weather than he was, having spent more years in the Nautilus Mountains than he had.

The range of cabins crept up the side of the mountain, following the pathways of slightly more compacted snow that connected them all to the main hotel and the resort that offered pretty much everything a rich holidaying family could possibly want which lined the heavily compacted tire tracks that spread like a spider web across this section of the mountain, recent fresh snowfall dusting everything with a soft wintry look. It was the first time he’d be experiencing it from this side of the doors marked ‘employees only’ and Killian was looking forward to it more than he’d expected. A soft smile curled the corners of his lips as their destination came into view, four trucks already parked outside one with its trunk still open as a member of staff helped unpack it and get everything inside. It was a picturesque scene, covered in snow and fairy lights, like something on a Christmas card, with the added magic of the resort radio station playing nothing but Christmas music all the way up here.

Liam turned into the last parking space carefully, even with the snow chains on the tires one couldn’t be too careful up here where the only way to get to a hospital was to be airlifted out.

Killian stretched as he unbuckled his seatbelt and climbed out of the truck, the familiar sound of snow crunching under his boots enough to push away the thoughts that had been plaguing him the whole journey as he pondered on the fact that he was due to be the only singleton around for their Christmas celebrations. At least Emma was going to be around to partner up with for the ridiculousness of charades and such, as her boyfriend had been told he was needed at work and he wouldn’t have time to do more than stay the night if he even made the trip.

His footsteps crunched in the snow as he made his way to the trunk and grabbed his cases, carrying them rather than dragging them through the snow up to the front door. He nodded at the man lifting bags out of the other truck, an older gentleman who’d worked there when Killian had and they exchanged a grin and a pointed look as the older man commented about Killian’s ‘moving up in the world’ with a light chuckle before getting back to work.

The warmth that enveloped him when he walked into the lodge from the front porch was incredible, making his skin flush and tingle. The place was a flurry of activity, the smell of baking already wafting through the main living space from the open kitchen, the thunder of young feet as Roland and Leo chased each other round the house having not seen each other since they broke up from school for the holidays, and lights twinkling on the richly decorated Christmas tree in the great room.

Killian smiled and pulled his large suitcase back just in time to not get taken out by the young Nolan lad who barrelled past with a loud, Hey, Uncle Killian! and using the bannister of the large cabin to swing himself round the bottom of the staircase and disappear through a door that Killian was fairly sure was just a closet. Apparently they were playing hide and seek.

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Continued on AO3

[tuxedoprincess]

tagged by my beloved mutual @everlasting-beg 🫂🩵 thank you my friend

Put your music on shuffle and list the first 10 songs 👍

1. kyla - do you mind (😭😭😭)

2. swervedriver - mary winter

3. lana del rey - venice bitch

4. luxury elite - temptation

5. depeche mode - policy of truth

6. 5 seconds of summer - heartbreak girl

7. slayyyter - over this!

8. christina milian - AM to PM

9. one direction - 18

10. cocteau twins - frou-frou foxes in midsummer fires

i'll tag @pink-vacancy and @freshfruuits (no pressure of course!), and whoever else wants to do this!!

[mothymayhem]

"Rev my engine ’til you make it purr Keep it kinky, but I come first

Beep-beep, bitch, I'm outside Get in, loser, for the joyride

Making every motherfucker turn, Fell from heaven, no, it didn’t hurt

Beep-beep, best night your life, Get in, loser, for the joyride"

Joyride by Kesha (I love her and this song is played atleast once a day)

No pressure tags: @catalystcreature @milian-aran @mister-bombastic

reblog w the song lyrics in your head NOW. either stuck in yr head or what yr listening to

[noworldasgoodasmine]

tagged by @arkhasva !!!

my current top 5 songs

Sakurazaka46 - 『Shoninyokkyu』

Amaarae - Co-Star

BigBabyGucci - Christina Milian

Lexie Liu - dance dance

Orukana - Tilting Scales

Thank you for tagging me <33

[crowandmoonwriting]

OCs as Animals Tag

Tagged by @writernopal! Thanks ily!

OCs from my WIP On Crimson Wings:

Aderyn: a northern cardinal. Not only is it beautiful and the same colour as his hair, it can survive cold winters and can be fiercely protective.

The Usurper: a black (melanistic) jaguar. I've gone with the same colour as his hair here too, lol. He's catlike in several ways, graceful, and can be absolutely vicious when he needs to be. Jaguars are also mostly solitary, and of course very strong.

Milian: a badger. Which is a shame, because badgers are cute, and Milian (although almost as handsome as his brother, Aderyn) is decidedly not cute. But he is stubborn, single-minded, and willing to fight to the death for what (he believes) is his.

Rhudd: a grizzly bear. Rhudd was a powerful man, and inspired admiration as well as fear. He was very violent, and his reign spilled more blood than many of the kings who came before, and many after. He could have been gentle, if not for his irascible temper.

Entha: a polar bear. Entha is a frosty woman for sure, and given the chance, is as dangerous as her husband, Rhudd. She is generally protective of her family and her children, but like polar bears, is willing to sacrifice them to suit her needs (polar bears have been observed to eat their own young - video is disturbing, discretion advised).

This was fun and kind of difficult lol.

I should note, I love all the animals here, and I don't associate certain immoral aspects of the characters (Milian and Rhudd especially) with the actual animals. Badgers and bears are wonderful creatures!

Tagging: anyone who sees this and wants to do it, just say I tagged you!

[rm-namjoon]

rules: shuffle your repeat playlist and post the first ten tracks, then tag ten ppl (tagged by @pipkin-the-hellion )

1. 1990s Horror Film II (Wallows)

2. Reckless & Sweet (Amaarae)

3. Lazaretto (Jack White)

4. Hare Hare (Twice)

5. AM to PM (Christina Milian)

6. Mr. Magic (Amy Winehouse)

7. Bubblegum (Cigarettes After Sex)

8. Voltage (Itzy)

9. Hope (Blood Orange, Diddy, Tei Shi)

10. ETA (NewJeans)

[mothymayhem]

I JUST GOT THIS?!

anyways!! Yippee!!! Tag!!!

My gender is a little bit of a lot.

Pffft- yea! Yea it is!

@milian-aran @catalystcreature @sneeblbop

Type "my gender is" on your phone and let your phone finish the sentence, then tag your moots to keep the chain going, I'll go first.

My gender is a little bit more intense than I thought I could have done

@mirukosbitchywife @get-junpeid

[xshelosthername]

Donnerstag, 27.07.2023

Ich weiß nicht, was mein Herz alles erleiden muss. Erst habe ich meine Komplexe wegen M, dann verliere ich Herrn Schäfer und vor zwei Tagen hat Gracie-Baby ihre kitten entbunden. 4 waren es und nun leben nur noch 2. Ich hab war unvorbereitet, ich hätte die kleine Love noch retten können. Ich hatte keine Milch.. man hat schon gemerkt, dass Gracie die süße Maus verstoßen hat. Sie war so kalt, sie konnte sich nicht an Gracie festsaugen.. es tut mir so leid kleiner Engel. Jucy hat sich nicht weiter entwickeln können, daher ist es schon tot gestorben. Es tut mir leid, dass ich nicht mehr machen konnte. Irgendwann sehen wir uns wieder ihr kleinen Engel! Heute konnte ich Milian und Romeo dank Gracies Einverständnis zufüttern.. ich bin sehr stolz auf Sie!

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M hat mich heute nicht wirklich kontaktiert, er hat mich kurz angerufen, was ich hoch anrechne aber ich vermisse ihn.. er hat Baustelle, bedeutet ich sehe ihn die nächsten Tage auch nicht. Ich liebe ihn sehr und vermisse ihn.. manchmal tut es irgendwie auch weh..

So sehr ich ihn auch liebe DV hat mir nach Jahren wieder geschrieben, komischerweise an einen Tag wo ich sogar von ihm geträumt habe. Der Traum war sehr hitzig.. sehr sexy und pervers. Er hat mich nach Jahren wieder gesehen, haben uns gedatet und irgendwann waren wir bei mir und haben uns geküsst. Er hat mich am Hals gepackt und mich am Nacken entlang geküsst. Eins führte zum anderen und wir schliefen miteinander.. er hat mich „gegessen“ wie ein König oh damnnnnnn die Details erspare ich euch.. haha Evl Erzähl ich irgendwann davon.. leider klingelte mein Wecker vor dem großen Oooooh… omg ich wünschte es wäre wahr geworden haha.. zumindest damals. DV war meine erste große Liebe. M sollte aber meine letzte sein. Jedenfalls habe ich DV so sehr geliebt, dass mein Herz 2 Jahre lang trotz Kontaktabbruch geblutet hat. Ich habe versucht, ihn zu ersetzen und zu vergessen aber keiner war je wie er. Weder lustig, hübsch, charmant noch sonst Ähnliches. Er war perfekt in dieser Zeit. Irgendwo wird er immer ein kleinen Teil meines Herzens haben.. das macht mir Sorge..

[crowandmoonwriting]

WIP Intro: On Crimson Wings

Ask yourself...

...how is a villain made?

☽✥♛✥☾ Genres ☽✥♛✥☾

high fantasy, grimdark, LGBTQ+ romance, adult

☽✥♛✥☾ Themes ☽✥♛✥☾

love, beauty, betrayal, revenge, transformation, gender expression, sexuality, generational trauma, war, redemption, becoming a villain

☽✥♛✥☾ Synopsis ☽✥♛✥☾

King Rhudd is dead. The assassin who has taken his life has also seized his throne. Rumours of the Usurper's cruelty have spread to the furthest reaches of the humble mortal kingdom of Merovyn, even to Rhudd's surviving sons in exile. Now, Rhudd's eldest son, Milian, schemes for the throne, and his younger brother, Aderyn, sensitive and gentle, is trapped in the plot. Aderyn is the only son not known to the Usurper by name or face, and his brother compels him to infiltrate the court and win the king’s good graces, and become a spy to aid the execution of a glorious coup. But Aderyn is terrified; all of his life his family has branded him useless, and now everything rests on him. 

☽✥♛✥☾ Setting and Playlist☽✥♛✥☾

the country of Merovyn, an icy land of tundra and thick pine forests, hard people, and a layer of blood under the permafrost. Explore the sounds of the far frozen north here.

Playlist featuring Ramin Djawadi, Tina Guo, Apocalyptica, Eluveitie, Enya, and more

☽✥♛✥☾ Main Playlist ☽✥♛✥☾

He felt nothing. Not the cold, not the ache he knew must be inside him. Around him he heard the storm surge into a blizzard. He heard the scattering of the soldiers, their cries, the clank of their armour and weapons. The lone, thin howling of that one soldier swallowed by the din.

Sometimes the greatest act of defiance, the greatest act of vengeance, is just to survive.

Featuring Apocalyptica, Disturbed, Florence+The Machine, Fleurie, Karliene, In This Moment, Five Finger Death Punch, and more

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