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artthatgivesmefeelings · 10 months
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Joseph Edward Southall (English, 1861-1944) Sigismonda Drinking The Poison, 1897 Birmingham Museums Trust
The subject of this painting comes from "Sigismonda and Guiscardo". In this tale Tancred, King of Salerno, kills his daughter's lover and sends her his heart in a golden goblet. She kisses the heart, fills the cup with poison, drinks, and dies.
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milflaszlo · 1 year
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my truth: i love this specific brand of insane white heterosexuals who are terrible for each other but need each other because only they understand each other on account of being mirror images
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physalian · 9 months
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Character Descriptions 101 (Or, the ugly truth about what really matters)
A lot of the appeal of being able to write your own book is being able to take all the characters you dream about and put them onto paper for everyone else to drool over as much as you do. You might create a character so iconic, they can be recognized by their hazy silhouette alone.
Not everyone designs Sherlock Holmes, though.
Not everyone needs to be Sherlock Holmes.
How well you describe your characters, especially your protagonist/opening narrator, says a lot more than you’d probably like about your experience as an author. I’ve got eight years of practice with my own works, twelve if you include my early days of fanfic – and resisting the urge to describe characters in the tried and true clichés is still hard.
So here’s the ugly truth about describing your characters, and some other pointers curated from the Internet you may have seen before.
At the end of the day, what is really important?
Unless you are writing in the genres of fantasy or sci-fi, or you aren’t writing humans, your character will likely be a very average looking human. Doesn’t matter if you think your special bean’s black hair/blue eye/snow white skin combo is unique – is the shape of his face, curve of his lips, how wide his shoulders are really that important outside of, I don’t know, a steamy romance novel?
I ask this because character descriptions fall into three camps: Thematically important beats, thematically unimportant beats, and “oh damn I have too many blondes, uh, here’s a redhead” beats.
I ask this, because “this character doesn’t look like they did in the book” arguments will never stop happening and we all have our sides on what matters and what doesn’t.
These details can be height, hair color, eye color, skin color, hair style, clothing, tone of voice, accent, birthmarks, scars, and tattoos, and anything in between. Sometimes, this trait is this person’s defining trait. Sometimes, the author just felt like it – sometimes the curtains are just blue.
But sometimes, a lot of times, they’re not.
My two cents: If that piece of their design is thematically important, the adaptation should respect it and include it. If it’s not, who cares?
Thematic Character Design
Thematic character design is the intent behind the choices the author makes when deciding how they will present their character to the world. This is *why* the character looks the way they do.
Visually, you see this in anime all the time. Crazy hair colors and styles help distinguish the cast when their faces might otherwise be too similar, or when drawing them from a distance. Sometimes the protagonist will have the most unique, or the loudest hair style (think Yu-gi-oh). Or the Important Lady Character will have pink hair. Or the sad angsty anime boy will have white hair (see my post about color in fiction).
In the written medium, you can “show don’t tell” a few different ways cliché ways:
Give the villain a facial scar
Make your femme fatale a redhead
Make your hero blonde/blue-eyed
But hey, they’re tropes for a reason, everyone knows what you mean when you write them. You might give your character green eyes like their mother, a trait Very Important when a redeemed-ish villain dies. You might give your character a brunette French braid that goes on to become the style of the rebellion. You might make your Illegal Divine Children the only three black-haired major characters in a sea of brown and blonde because they are the Three Illegal Divine Children. You make all your grisled fantasy men have beards and your elves clean shaven.
The existence of these traits serve the plot and the themes of the story. It matters because these traits make them look like the villain, or the dead legacy they must live up to. These traits ostracize them from their community, or help define their culture. These traits are the hallmark of a chosen one, or a pariah. These traits are emblematic of a special power or handicap, religion, faction, rebel cause.
These are the details fans complain about when adaptations get it wrong, and it’s not without merit. But what happens when those details aren’t all that important, no matter how much you think otherwise?
Unthematic character design
Everyone lost their minds when Hunger Games was being adapted and to everyone’s unnecessary horror, Jennifer Lawrence is blonde. Everyone got mad because it’s the little details you have to get right, otherwise you’re disrespecting the source material, yada yada. Is it really so hard to wear a wig, if you can’t get this tiny thing right, what else will you mess up, etc.
Question: Was the color of her hair more important, or the style that it was in?
She dyed it anyway to stay faithful, but which detail mattered to the plot, versus just being what the author picked for her?
Dare I wade into the “this character was white in the book” cesspool? Reluctantly, yes. And all I will say is this: Does their skin color serve any legitimate purpose to the plot or how they define themselves? No? Then shush and let the actors do their thing.
… But what if race *does* matter?
Is this a slice of life novel about some plucky high schoolers in your average American town? If the story isn’t any deeper than prom dates and football games, the skin color of your character is not important. Is this a treatise on segregation and the struggles of womanhood in repressed societies? Then yeah, the skin color of your character might affect their outlook on life a little bit.
In other words: Does your character care what they look like, and does their appearance affect the trajectory of the story?
Yes, it’s disappointing when you see your favorite character on screen and have to be told that’s them because it just doesn’t look like them. But what’s important is if they fit the spirit of the character, even if they don’t quite match their looks (a lesson I, too, need constant reminding of).
Character Descriptions in Fantasy and Sci-Fi
If making sure the adaptation stays faithful to the character design matters anywhere, it’s in these two genres. Why? Because you have free reign as an author to describe your mythic creatures, your aliens, your supernatural entities however you choose, and you worked hard trying to make them distinct from every other fantasy series out there.
But hold your horses on how specific you get.
Generally speaking, the traits that most authors describe first are hair, eye, and skin color, because it’s the easiest to get out of the way and everyone knows what humans look like to fill in the blanks. When you enter the realm of non-human characters, you have a lot more legwork to do to make sure your audience imagines what you want them to.
Maybe they have slit pupils like a housecat or a snake, or they have really floppy elephant ears, or they have antennae that twitch when they’re angry, or they have wings like a bat, a bird, a dragonfly. Or they have distinctive tattoos from their tribe. They have scales or feathers or fur and you want everyone to know how fluffy it is. You want your audience to know how tall they are, how heavy, how lanky, how robust. The shape of their face, their hands, if they have fingers like a pianist or a catcher’s glove.
Or, it matters because you’ve written an allegory on race, class, colonialism/imperialism, a World War, Apartheid, what have you, and your made-up nationalities need their own traits to be bigots about.
Answer: Hire a sensitivity reader before you design an insulting stereotype.
Otherwise, feel free to add as much fluff as you’d like. You go out there and you give exact measurements, constant similes about the textures of their skin, write an essay on cultural wardrobe, take two paragraphs to describe that ballgown and masquerade mask… and accept the fact that your readers will happily go SKIP!
Because description and exposition are also entwined with tone and the purpose of the story. I am writing an 18th century royal ball scene in a steamy romance novel and my hero is about to get her man – my audience might care about things like a sweetheart neckline, perfume, what kind of flowers are in the lacework, how it hugs her body, how the pink looks so damn sexy in the candlelight, how the skirts sweep so elegantly, every piece of jewelry she's wearing and how expensive it is and exactly how she did her hair.
Or, I am writing a fantasy adventure that happens to feature a pitstop at a royal ball – Your audience does not give one flying f*ck about what flowers are on that dress. Describe the color and something cool and eye-catching and move on.
The Ugly Truth: Does. It. Matter?
You can wax poetic about the minutiae of your absolutely unique and like no other fairies no one else has ever written before. Maybe you designed them less like Tinker Bell and more like anthropomorphised flowers – that matters!
You want your hot love interest to have a cupid’s bow and to remind the audience of that detail at least four times throughout the narrative? Not important unless the narrator is weirdly obsessive over it (or, again, romance/erotica).
The same thing goes for fantastical settings.
At what point are you describing the color of the grass, the kind of marble in the walls and floors, the exact shade of blue paint they used, the gables and the roofing tiles and the scalloping on the columns to unnecessary ends?
This also affects pacing.
If your entire story is set in a beautiful castle and the heroes never leave? Describe as much as your little heart desires. Is it just a pit stop on the way? Call it a castle, maybe it’s in ruins, give one uniquely defining trait that’s thematically relevant, and move on.
Side characters too: If you don’t even bother naming the poor schmuck, give their gender and maybe one fun fact and move on.
You’d be surprised how little character descriptions, or lack thereof, are even noticed. The amount of fanart head-cannoning a character being Not-White because the author technically never clarified is everywhere. I just reread the first two PJO books and Chiron’s human half is never described beyond his age and his beard. Everyone who read it filled in the missing details with what they wanted or expected to see and that doesn’t impact his character one bit.
Pacing your descriptions
See this post about how to pace your narrative.
Everyone knows the trope of the narrator waking up, gazing into a mirror and describing themselves to the audience. It’s cheap, it’s fast, it’s dirty, it’s effective.
So why do people hate it?
I think it’s less because it’s overdone, and more because it’s robbed of potential. When I wrote about pacing, I said every scene should be pulling double duty – character descriptions fall under exposition, and should do the same.
If you really want to have your hero describe herself to you via mirror, don’t just write a textbook, give it flavor. Is she self-conscious about her looks, saying she has choppy blonde hair but wishes it was some long, luxurious brown like some girl she’s jealous of? Does she have a big nose and wish it was smaller because she’s bullied? Or, does she love her green eyes, because her late father had them and she loves the connection they share?
Good pacing isn’t about how many or how few words you take to describe something, it’s how efficiently you use those words. Short doesn’t always mean it’s bland, long doesn’t always mean it’s profound. Don’t take 300 words to say something that could be said in 30 – but some things do deserve 300 words.
Examples:
A: She woke and rolled out of bed and stared at herself in the mirror. She had hazel eyes and blonde, curly hair that she pulled up into a ponytail.
B: She woke on the third alarm and rolled out of bed. Staring back at her in her vanity were tired hazel eyes beneath a mop of dishwater blonde curls and crease marks from her pillow.
C: She woke on the third alarm and dragged herself out of bed. Her vanity mirror glared back at her – a rats nest of dishwater blonde and crease marks from her pillow. She scowled and rubbed the sleep from her hazel eyes and raked her curls up into a messy ponytail to be dealt with after coffee.
Or, go even longer, really weave those details into the action of the scene, I didn’t here because this is a blog, not a book.
No matter what, best practice is to not infodump the description, spread it out – another criticism of the mirror trope. There is no one size fits all for any writing advice but if you’re spending more than four consecutive sentences describing a single character, object, or building, break that hot pile of exposition up and look how much better it reads.
Similes for describing your character, like any comparison, should serve a purpose. Think about describing an intimidating queen with snow white skin versus bone white skin – what vibes do you get from one simple word change?
You have a long time to describe your narrator, it’s okay if we don’t know what they look like on the first page. Give the details as they become relevant. If you open en media res and the hero is in a nasty fight scene – describe their hair as it flops in their eyes, describe their skin as it’s covered in sweat or scratches or bullet holes, describe their eyes as they patch themselves up and one is now black and blue – or describe their color full of fear, hate, malice, grief.
Describe them against another character so you get two birds with one stone. Whether the narrator is jealous of, attracted to, or appreciative of their fellow character’s appearance. Describe them self-conscious about trying to impress a crush, their spouse, a superior, interviewer, parent, the public, the press. Or describe them unhappy about how they’re being forced to look compared to how they usually are, e.g. a school uniform, prisoner’s uniform, fancy dress/suit, skimpy undercover costume, bargain bin, ugly hand-me-downs, holiday costume, sleepwear, full face of makeup, or no makeup.
All of these are motivated details that will read better than halting the narration to drop textbook lines of exposition.
Lastly, do not let your characters get side-tracked describing themselves when they have more important and prescient concerns. In the above hypothetical fight scene, a “she swept her blonde hair from her eyes and got back to her feet,” is going to read smoother than “she swept her blonde hair aside. It was short and choppy, cheap highlights fading and flyaways tickling her face. She got back to her feet.”
And even then, personally, I think this reads better still: “She swept her hair from her face and got back to her feet, sweaty blonde tangles stuck to her skin.”
Have intent, make it motivated, and the less it feels like awkward exposition.
Pitfalls to avoid
Full disclosure, I am white, from a long line of the whitest white Europeans. I do not write a pasty white cast of characters. Boy, was it an eye-opening experience realizing how harmful my earlier descriptions used to be, just from the books I grew up reading and through no ill-intent of my own.
So another detail in the realm of “does it really matter”: Not all brown skin is the same shade of brown, but resist the urge to compare it to any flavor of food or chocolate. I just reread a favorite kids’ book of mine and saw “chocolate milk” and as a kid, I never noticed or cared, but you bet I zeroed in on that little beat as an adult.
Is this hard? Kind of, yeah. I suppose you could go scorched earth with the food comparisons and describe all your characters in their flavor of milk. Pale skin has a lot of options: Snow, frost, paper, bone, fair, pale, lily, sandy, fawn, etc. and of course, milk, cream and sugar to boot.
The “brown skin like milk chocolate” is tempting, but dehumanizing particularly when only brown characters are described with food. Decide if the exact shade of brown is important, then get respectfully creative with the comparisons. The same goes with hair styles and textures.
Related to skin color: Be careful with what idioms and metaphors you use when describing characters who aren’t supposed to be white, doing things only possible or noticeable with light skin.
A certain famous author really tried to tell the world Hermione wasn’t *technically* white and the HP fans went and pulled page numbers proving that she has to be based on the behavior of her skin.
I’ve caught myself (and had to be told) a few times describing a not-white character “white-knuckling” something as shorthand for being stressed and tense. Faces blanching, paling, reddening, blushing, turning green, looking sun-burnt and bruised and scarred all look different depending on how dark their pigment is.
I am not at all an expert on what you *should* do for non-white characters so I will say this once again: Do your research and get a small army of sensitivity readers. Even if you don’t think you’re being racist, you might be. Accept the constructive criticism, and change it without complaint. Do not lie down and die on a milk-chocolate hill.
The Beautiful Truth
In the written medium, unless you canonize character art and take no constructive criticism, all your audience has to go on is suggestion. That means that your audience has the freedom to imagine their favorite characters however they want.
That means you get a million variations of the hero in their fan art – that’s amazing! If you never described the protagonist’s skin color? You get an audience that makes him or her or them the hero that they want to see and how you’ve inspired them – that’s amazing!
That’s what I mean when I ask if it really matters. You will always know how your literary darlings look. Is it more important that everyone else draws a million different paintings in their mind of the exact same face like a photocopier, or that you now have an audience giving you a million unique paintings of your life’s work immortalized in the grand literary canon?
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whumpsday · 2 years
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The Last Ransom #1
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content: kidnapping, drugging, recorded message, carewhumper, ransom, lady whumper, multiple whumpers
so i’d originally wanted to write this whole story as a oneshot, but i ran out of time, so have a part 1 instead. this’ll be a miniseries, ending up at 2 or 3 parts total, not sure when i’ll get to part 2.
@amonthofwhump​ March Trope-A-Thon Day 6: Team Dynamics / Hostage Situation / Recorded Message / Take Me Instead / Rescue
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Hale woke up groggy and confused.
He wasn’t in his bed. That was the first thing he noticed. He wasn’t in a bed at all, actually. He was on a... carpet?
“Morning, sunshine,” a familiar voice called sweetly. The girl from the bar. The last thing he remembered was...
Oh fuck.
“You spiked my drink?” Hale asked with growing horror, opening his eyes.
There were three women looming over him. The blonde, Tara, from the bar, had exchanged her little black dress for more comfortable lounge clothes, while he was still wearing his outfit from the night before. The other two, a redhead and a brunette, he didn’t recognize.
The brunette had a gun holstered on her belt. Hale was pretty sure he could see the outline of a knife in her pocket, too.
“Yeah. Sorry, cutie.” Tara- if that was even her real name- shrugged.
Hale tried to stand up, but quickly discovered his wrist bound to the radiator by a pair of handcuffs, letting him lie down or sit but not stand.
“Don’t try to move around,” the brunette warned. “Last guy ended up getting a nasty mark on his wrist from pulling too hard.”
Hale’s heart surged with panic. Last guy. “What happened to the last guy?” he squeaked.
The redhead elbowed her, irritated. “Don’t go telling him shit like that before we’ve even explained what’s going on. You’ll scare him, and a scared victim is more likely to-”
“What’s going on?!” Hale interrupted, voice pitching higher with fear. “What are you going to do to me?”
“Relax.” the redhead ordered firmly. She seemed to be the one in charge. “We’re not gonna hurt you. If everything goes as planned, you’ll be returned home. We’re just asking for a ransom is all. Plain and simple.”
Tara’s questions about his parents made a lot more sense now. He’d been too drunk and stupid to make sense of it at the time. But who would ever assume this?
“Don’t hurt me.” Hale put his hands up in surrender, the chain of the handcuffs jingling a bit with the movement. “They’ll get you the money. I’m sure. Can I ask... how much you’re asking?”
“We won’t hurt you,” the redhead assured.
The brunette’s hand rested threateningly on the gun. “Just as long as you don’t try any shit.”
“I won’t, I won’t!” Hale’s hands started to tremble, eyes welling up with tears.
“Jo. What did I just say?” the redhead snapped.
“I don’t like you sending Tara out to do the seducing! Who knows what kind of scumbags she’s bringing back? After last time, I feel like we’d be safer gutting these guys and selling their organs on the black market.”
Hale choked on air at the suggestion, cringing back against the radiator. “D-don’t, I-”
“I have good judgment. Trust me, he’s harmless.” Tara gave him a wink, seeming a lot less cute than she did last night.
“I’m not a scumbag!” Hale offered weakly. “I was just- I was just at a bar. Please don’t hurt me.”
“Clear out,” the redhead told the other two. Jo offered some weak protest, but both ultimately left without much hassle.
Hale wasn’t sure whether he liked that or not: he was glad Jo was gone, but even though she’d drugged him, he kind of wanted Tara here. She was the only familiar one, and she’d insisted he was harmless.
The redhead crouched down to be eye-level with him. “Hey. Take some deep breaths. In for 4, hold for 7, out for 8.”
“What?” Hale asked tearfully.
“It’ll help you calm down. Come on. On with it.”
Hale did as she asked. He breathed in for 4 seconds, held it for 7 seconds, and breathed out for 8 seconds. Over and over until the woman spoke again.
“There. Feel better?” she asked, her voice gentle.
“Not really,” he admitted, anxiety tearing him apart. “You kidnapped me.”
“Technically, Tara kidnapped you,” she corrected with a smile. She sat cross-legged on the floor across from him. “My name, as far as you’re concerned, is Catherine, and I’m not going to hurt you. My associates aren’t going to hurt you either, unless you make them.”
“I’m Hale,” he offered lamely.
Catherine looked at him like he was stupid. “Yeah. I know.”
“So- so what’s going to happen?” Hale asked nervously.
She smiled again, without a hint of malice. “I’m so glad you asked. Don’t worry, we’re professionals. We’ve done this before.” Her assurance did not ease Hale’s concerns. “We’re just going to film a little video and send it to mommy and daddy, and they’re going to pay the amount we set for your release. Once we get the money, you’ll be returned, safe and sound.”
Catherine reached forward and patted him on the head. “How’s that sound, huh? Any questions?”
She was being so nice. Hale knew it was probably a front to get him to cooperate, but he was just desperate for this to work out so he could go home. “Um, I guess it could be worse. Can I ask... how much you’re asking for?”
“Just a million. Nothing that’ll break your family’s bank, right? We got lucky with you.”
She was right. Mom and Dad would pay that easily. They’d spent more on a lake house just last year, and they certainly weren’t hurting for money. Even if they were, they could just sell the lake house.
“Yeah. How, um, how long do you think it’ll be before I can go home?” he asked.
Catherine shrugged. “That depends. What’s your relationship with your parents like?”
Hale hesitated for a bit, trying to figure out the best way to word it. “Uh...”
“Kidding. But yeah, out of our hands,” she continued, as if she wasn’t the one keeping him. “You wanna talk to them and ask them to pick you up from the nightmare sleepover?”
Hale nodded. “Yes please.”
“So polite.” She took out her phone and opened up the voice recorder app, holding it just barely out of reach. She pressed the little red button to start recording.
“That’s not the phone?” Hale pointed out.
“So I can crop out anything I don’t like, and not have to worry about tracking,” Catherine explained patiently. “Go ahead. I’ll make sure it’s delivered.”
“H-hi, Mom and Dad,” Hale started awkwardly. “Um, I’m okay, I’m safe.”
Catherine shook her head. “Take two. Try to cultivate a sense of urgency,” she suggested. “I could get Jo back in here if you think it would help?”
“No!” His voice certainly took on a sense of urgency then, his tears finally falling. “Mom? Dad? I’m- I’m not okay, I’m not safe. Please just pay them so I can come home. I’m sorry.” His voice came out wobbly. “I miss you. Please come get me.”
Catherine waited a few seconds before hitting the stop button. “Very good job. I’ll have that and the payment instructions in their mailbox by tomorrow morning. I’m sure you’ll be out of here in no time.” She wiped the tears from Hale’s face. “Not a scratch. Then you can spend the rest of your little rich boy life telling everyone you survived a kidnapping. Maybe next time you could even use it to actually pick someone up at a bar. That’d be ironic, huh?”
“I think my bar pickup days are- are over,” Hale hiccupped.
Catherine shrugged. “Point is, you’ll be home. Don’t stress out about it too much.”
Easy for her to say. “Okay.”
“I’ll get you some breakfast. You like hot pockets?” she asked.
“...Will it be drugged?”
Catherine looked at him like he was stupid again. “Why would I drug you when you’re already chained to my radiator?”
Why did he feel embarrassed to be asking? “Oh. Uh, right.”
She left Hale there on the floor to wonder about where he’d gone wrong.
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andvys · 4 months
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WAIT IM NEW AND CONFUSED. SO BLONDIE IS PREGNANT?! BLONDIE IS BLONDE?!
i read the first couple lines of your story (haven’t read it yet, just popped on my timeline and now am anxiously waiting for you to finish so i can fully read i) and steve calls y/n blondie, is she a blonde, or do i have to fully read it to understand?
ALSO IS Y/N PREGNANT?! PREGNANCY TROPES SCARE ME
umm tryna see what i can end my fics with👹👹👹👹
-🧍‍♀️👹
You can imagine her however you want! blonde, brunette, redhead, black hair — whatever you want! blondie is just her nickname because she tried to bleach her hair to a dolly parton blonde when she was a teenager and she ended up with yellow hair instead and had to go to school that way, Steve obviously teased her for it and started calling her that.
Your hair will mostly always turn yellow after bleaching it, even when you’re blonde already — trust me 🧍🏼‍♀️
AND no she’s not pregnant hehe
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gemwing1988 · 8 months
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Jayden Emberson TV Tropes
Warning: This will contain spoilers for my future fanfic, A Turn of the Page and the sequel. Please read at your own risk and enjoy.
One of Raina’s best friends back on Earth. A Tomboy with a heart of gold, Jayden is very outgoing, feisty and a loyal friend.
Affectionate Nickname: She is often referred to as “Jay” by her besties.
Beauty, Brains, and Brawn: She is the brawn to Zoe’s brains as Raina is the beauty.
Beware the Nice Ones:
Blonde, Brunette, Redhead: With her auburn hair, she is the redhead while Raina’s the brunette and Zoe is the blonde.
Bully Hunter: This was how Jayden became Raina and Zoe’s friend since second grade.
Fiery Redhead:
Never Bareheaded: She is rarely seen without her denim newsboy hat.
Nice Hat: She practically always wears a navy blue denim newsboy hat with a PokéBall patch sewn onto it.
Tomboyish Baseball Cap: Technically, it’s actually a newsboy hat but she is a tomboy who wears it proudly.
Tomboy and Girly Girl: Since Raina’s the Tomboy with a Girly Girl Streak, Jayden is the main Tomboy to Zoe’s Girly Girl.
Trademark Favourite Food:
She really enjoys chill cheese dogs.
Her loves Texan BBQ pizza with jalapeños.
More of a favourite drink than food but she enjoys Dr. Pepper.
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Intro post
Hi, I'm LoraLei and I'm 19, feel free to use they/them or neo pronouns on me.
I recently rediscovered my love for Emeto, if you know me irl please dni.
I'm gonna try write and maybe upload a bit of art on here, please note that I don't role play and am not looking for a relationship so if you're refusing to respect that I will block you. On the other hand, I love to get messages.
My favourite tropes are stomach flu, motion sickness, and food poisoning
I'm currently experimenting with editing my art to make it more stylised and less scratchy/washed out
I DO NOT draw scat/whump
I am gonna start taking requests for drawings, I only draw lesbian couples and won't be taking requests for fandoms. My OCs are:
Juliette & Lorna:
- Juliette is a redhead and Lorna is a brunette
- The two of them are into Emeto so go wild
Ruby & Sienna:
(I'm aware my first drawing of Ruby is bad but it'll get better)
- Sienna is blonde and Ruby has dark brown hair, Ruby has quite a dark style depending on the situation I'm drawing her in
- Sienna generally has the authority in the relationship but the dynamic can change
- neither of them are into Emeto so please don't request anything sexual
Harley & Mira:
- Mira has bleached white hair and Harley is a brunette
- Mira is a calm caregiver, she is into Emeto but is hiding this from Harley
- Harley can get clingy when ill
- If Mira were to get ill, I imagine Harley would find it interesting seeing them more vulnerable
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cinegeek237 · 1 year
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The Craft but it’s the Hex Girls
Alright I know I’m the solo little Sapphic who doesn’t really love ‘The Craft’ (1996). I’ll explain why really simply, it was directed by Andrew Fleming... a dude. AND it feels like it. To me this movie reeks of a masculine view of what powerful women and female friendships looks like.... and I just do not enjoy it.
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Robin Tunney plays Sarah the nice new girl who has a natural ability for magic.
Fairuza Balk plays Nancy who is loud and wild but at home she’s poor and lives with her mother and her abusive alcoholic husband.
Neve Campbell plays Bonnie is a quiet girl who was burned badly in a fire.
Rachel True plays Rochelle who is a swimmer and facing bullying and racism from other girls on her tea.
Nancy, Bonnie, and Rochelle befriend Sarah and together the four tap into the elements and become powerful witches to better their lives. Sarah gets the boy she likes (Skeet Ulrich), Nancy’s step father dies so she and her mother inherit a lot of money, Bonnie becomes beautiful, and Rochelle gets revenge on her bully. 
But of course things go badly. There is fighting over boys, in-fighting between the girls, and Nancy could be the poster child for the Unstable Overpowered Woman trope is Wanda/Scarlet Witch hadn’t beat her to it. [Funny they are both witches...]. It’s every misogynist view of women.  
Also it shows their problems (even big ones like racism and sexism) as a problem to be solved independently, rather then together... and as personal issues rather than major societal ones.
Women are rarely allowed powerful roles unless it’s as a witch or a mother. And when it’s a witch often they are driven mad by their power, or killed for simply existing. It sends a message: how dare you be a powerful woman.
So... what I would have prefered... is this!
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The Hex Girls and Daphne Blake!
 According to Scoobypedia “The Hex Girls are an all-female eco-goth rock band from Oakhaven, Massachusetts.”
Thorn is the brunette. Luna is the redhead. and Dusk is the blonde.
Ok here is a group of girls in a band who are witches. They befriend a new girl, Daphne, and together become more powerful. And *outside force(s)* cause problems for the quartette who work together as friends to overcome them. Like Star Trek! The tension for the story shouldn’t come from within the core characters but from the outside. This allows for a more healthy depiction of female friendships to be depicted. 
Ok rant over, thank you for your time.
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isfjmel-phleg · 2 years
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I've slowed down on the doll project in general but finally found one for my youngest sister.
This is the Ariel mold. Wish I had found one with freckles, but otherwise it's pretty close.
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And here are the dolls for all three of us (@nerdysk8s, me, and youngest sister). We managed to pull off the Blonde, Brunette, and Redhead trope in real life.
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Maximilian Pirner (Czech, 1854-1924) Fairies at the Spring, 1895
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Moral Orel #27: “Presents for God” | June 25, 2007 - 12:15AM | S02E17
Reverend Putty is more like Reverend Rutty (an extremely funny joke for you to laugh at) because this guy is in one major rut! All feeling like the extra-pious citizens of Moralton don’t really need him and his sermons. Orel contorts this into thinking that the lack of sin in Moralton will jeopardize Putty’s ability to carry out his true calling; saving souls. How can he do that when there are no souls that need saving? So he and Doughy hightail it to Sinville and find some of the biggest sinners you can find: freaking PROSTITUTES!
Soon, Orel and Doughy become accidental pimps, believing that the men in Moralton are saving these poor women. Really, they are just turning tricks. This actually does lift the spirits of the menfolk in Moralton. Reverend Putty is more like Reverend Slutty (pretty okay joke; more of a callback than an original idea. Oh well) now that he’s gotten his nut busted. The biggest drawback is the outbreak of various diseases, but it seems to be a price the men are willing to pay.
This one ends with Clay finding out Orel is behind all this when he calls him up from a payphone and discovers his son in a pay phone right next to his. The jig is up, or so it would seem, with Clay pompously touting that he figured Orel was tied up in this somehow, and for him to meet him in his study... in about an hour. He then returns to the phone, re-disguising his voice, and asking Orel “are you still there?” so he can complete the transaction with him. Hilarious.
This is a mostly strong one. It starts off with what seems like recycled animation of the family bobbing their heads to a Grease Lightning inspired religious rock song. I’ve observed before that this show isn’t immune to padding, and that’s what this sorta feels like. But: after that the episode moves pretty briskly and is funny throughout. 
I’m also making note of this because the show does seem to have continuity that is somewhat important. So, I guess Reverend Putty is officially not a virgin anymore. Good for him! There’s also yet another reminder that the parents haven’t noticed that Shapey is still missing, and that they are caring for the wrong hyper-active boy. There’s a very funny joke in this scene, where the kid screams for cake and Bloberta immediately produces a slice of birthday cake for him with a lit candle on top. They are in the car during this scene! She has freaking CAR CAKE. 
Also, I love the part where Doughy (I think) observes out loud that the trio of prostitutes they are trafficking into Moralton each have different colored hair. Indeed, the show indulges in the time-honored trope of having a trio of sexy women, one blonde, one brunette, and one redhead. But, sadly, the show misses an important opportunity to critique the racial implications of this trope, which is sad, and shameful. Perhaps you agree? Perhaps some... girls? agree?? ;-)
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RULES.  repost, don’t reblog. tag ten.
TAGGED.  Stole it.
TAGGING. Just do the thing if you want to.
BASICS.
FULL NAME.  Daniela Dimitrescu (former:  Valeria Lois Lupei)
NICKNAME.   Dani, Fruitfly, Firefly
AGE.  90+
BIRTHDAY.  April 1931/January 1950
ETHNIC GROUP. Romanian 
NATIONALITY.   Romanian
LANGUAGE.  Romanian, Italian, English, German, French
SEXUAL ORIENTATION.   Lesbian
RELATIONSHIP STATUS.   Single (except in one verse)
CLASS.  Upper class
HOME TOWN / AREA.  Unnamed Village in Romania
CURRENT HOME.  Castle Dimitrescu
PROFESSION.  Spoiled youngest daughter (xD)
PHYSICAL.
HAIR.  Red
EYES.   Gold, with hints of Green in her right eye (former blue and green)
COMPLEXION.   Pale
BLEMISHES.   Heterochromia
SCARS.   Long scar on the left side of her heads
TATTOOS.   Rose on her forehead
HEIGHT.   5′5″ (human)  7'2" (Current)
WEIGHT.   confidential
ALLERGIES.   None
USUAL HAIR STYLE.   Straight/Sidecut
USUAL CLOTHING.  Dresses,  High Heels
PSYCHOLOGY.
FEAR.  Death, losing control,  abandonment
ASPIRATION.   Marry a beautiful girl to share her indefinite love with. (hopeless romantic)
POSITIVE TRAITS.  Humorous, Loyal, Imaginative, Adventurous, Romantic
NEGATIVE TRAITS.    Possessive, Nosy, Jealous, Rebellious, Reckless, Scatterbrained
MBTI.    ENFP:The Enthusiasts
ZODIAC.   Aries
TEMPERAMENT.    Your temperament is sanguine. The sanguine temperament is fundamentally spontaneous and pleasure-seeking; sanguine people are sociable and charismatic. They tend to enjoy social gatherings, making new friends and tend to be boisterous. They are usually quite creative and often daydream. However, some alone time is crucial for those of this temperament. Sanguine can also mean sensitive, compassionate and thoughtful. Sanguine personalities generally struggle with following tasks all the way through, are chronically late, and tend to be forgetful and sometimes a little sarcastic. Often, when they pursue a new hobby, they lose interest as soon as it ceases to be engaging or fun. They are very much people persons. They are talkative and not shy. Sanguines generally have an almost shameless nature, certain that what they are doing is right. They have no lack of confidence.
GHOSTS?  Yes
AFTERLIFE?   Yes
REINCARNATION?   No
ALIENS?   No
FAMILY.
FATHER.  (former:  Alexandru Lupei)
MOTHER.   Alcina Dimitrescu / (former: Dakaria Lupei)
SIBLINGS.  Bela and Cassandra / (former: Fabiu Lupei)
EXTENDED  FAMILY.  Mother Miranda, Donna Beneviento, Angie, Karl Heisenberg, Salvatore Moreau
NAME MEANING.    God is my judge
FAVOURITES.
BOOKS.   Romances
MOVIES.  Has never seen a movie
MUSIC.  Classical and Jazz
DEITY.   Venus
HOLIDAY.   None
MONTH.   June
SEASON.    Summer
PLACE.  Library
WEATHER.   Warm and sunny
SOUND.  The sound a body makes when it falls from great height, Rain
SCENT.   Blood, Lavender, Roses, 
TASTE.   Blood, Fruits, Cake
FEEL.   smooth marble, warm skin
ANIMAL.   Bats
NUMBER.   11
COLOR.   Green
EXTRA.
TALENTS.   Singing
BAD  AT.  Dancing, Hunting, Empathy
TURN  ONS.   Blood, neck kisses, hugs from behind.....
TURN  OFFS.   rude behaviour, being ignored......
HOBBIES.   Reading
TROPES.     Alliterative Name,  Beware the Silly Ones,  Evil Cannot Comprehend Good,  Flirting Under Fire,  Psychopathic Manchild,  Villains Want Mercy,  Actually Not a Vampire,  Ambiguous Situation,  Artificial Family Member, Alphabetical Theme Naming,  Assist Character,  Blonde Brunette Redhead,  Cute Monster Girl,  Dark Action Girl, Daywalking Vampire, Delinquent Hair,  Excessive Evil Eyeshadow, Facial Markings,  Flies Equals Evil, Happily Adopted,  Humanoid Abomination,  Leitmotif,  One to Million to One,  Shout-Out,  Sibling Team, Sinister Scythe,  Statuesque Stunner,  Synchronized Swarming,  Villainous Breakdown,  Was Once a Man,  Weaksauce Weakness,  The Worm That Walks
https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Characters/ResidentEvilTheFourHouses
 AESTHETICS.  Vampire, Victorian Goth
FC INFO.
MAIN  FC. Nataliia Kubyshyn 
VOICE  CLAIM.   Nicole Tompkins
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buggybambi · 8 months
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I had the realization that if I dated a blonde or red head I would basically be living the brunette x blonde/brunette x redhead trope and i think that's great.
we love that for you!
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iyashikeivixen · 8 months
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RHA 11.19.3343 IE NH // SAT 01.13.2023 CE GD
I (Yashi) believe the best way to describe my fursona is “Rhavic blonde Herthelan anthropomorphic vixen”.
In this case, blonde is my intemorphic gender, rather than my actual hair color (I’m pretty sure my headfur is floofy white, an appealing contrast to my equally floofy pastel lilac / white bodyfur). *Rhavic* blondes are, in the Aethyric Protectorate of Innerstasia, one of a bare minimum of 21 sexes / genders / types (there’re at least 7 janyatic principles which pettes can embody, as well as the 3 canonical OGstasian types — blonde, brunette, and redhead. I go more in depth into these proposed 7+ types in another post).
Anthropomorphs are (in my headcanon) a class of Axial beings alongside intemorphs (all-feminine species) and schizomorphs (species that are *not* all-feminine). In the OGstasian story “The Adventure of the Crystal Staff” by Author Unknown, a talking rabbitlike creature known as a chenkireet makes an appearance. If talking animals can exist in OGstasia, it’s not much of a stretch for anthros to *also* exist.
I realize this might not be welcomed by most pettes in Elektraspace, but… I’m just doing my own thing. Even then, I’ve felt most comfortable as an anthro vixen since *at LEAST* 3322 IE NH (2002 CE GD), which, I might add, is quite possibly the earliest point at which telltale signs started to manifest that I was actually trans (MTF), furry, *and* plural. [1] Of course, I was only 9 or 10 Tellurian years old at the time, and I kept all these things to myself, primarily because I didn’t even have the language to *describe* them.
It wasn’t until *much* later — say… 3335 IE NH (2015 CE GD) that I first learned of Aristasia while browsing TV Tropes. It’s hard to explain, but it all felt so *right*. Aristasia is even the reason my egg finally cracked in 3341 IE NH (2022 CE GD). As the saying goes — and I truly mean this — “TV Tropes will enhance your life.”
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[1] Fun fact — it’s even arguable that what I now call my inner world existed in some way, shape, or form as far back as 3322 IE NH (2002 CE GD)! That said, Ur-Proto-Innerstasia (as one might call it) certainly wasn’t Aristasiagenic, as I wouldn’t learn about the Feminine Empire for *at LEAST* another thirteen Tellurian years. Rather, Ur-Proto-Innerstasia’d be much better described as KH1genic and SFAgenic (that is, heavily influenced by “Kingdom Hearts” — the first one — by Square & Square Electronic Arts and “Star Fox Adventures” by Rare & Nintendo).
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I love how on TV Tropes now under the "Blonde, Brunette, Redhead" trope, not only do they list Kairi as the redhead to Naminé's blonde and Xion's brunette (which they've done for years), but they now also list Kairi as the redhead to Sora's brunet and Riku's blond... technically Riku's hair is silver, of course, but it's close enough to count. And I just love that. It's another reason that the Destiny Trio compliments each other perfectly, in my opinion (another one being that they're sky, land, and sea, of course).
Not to make it sound like I care less about Kairi, Naminé, and Xion fitting this trope as well, or anything like that. Because that has always meant the world to me and always will. I love my KH triplets, in my opinion girls.
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