#rona and cullen

[martyrette]

◤✞ Maggotmilk ✞◥

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!!!HEY!!!

I’m going to be describing the development and story of this character below. It is going to contain a lot of triggering topics such as familial exploration and abuse, addiction and just overall trauma stuff. You've been warned!

Where do I start with MM? Maggie was the original concept for Bunnyguts when I began writing her. She originally came from some fun and edgy special effects makeup I was playing around with during the Rona. I took photos in my wigs and went all artsy and soon came up with her; Maggotmilk.

A sex worker back from the dead, trying to sort out their life now that their former job wasn’t really an option.

I’m going to make a Bunnyguts development master post soon with my very first concepts of her soon, I’m just struggling to find the notebook I had her concepts in.

But the two were basically the same character for awhile before I decided to put her in the WoW RP scene, which is when the characters became Maggotmilk and Bunnyguts respectively.

Maggotmilk, born Fiona Cullen, grew up in Drustvar with her step-mother and younger half-brother. Her father had died of illness, leaving them without income. Her step-mother was quick to pimp out Maggotmilk in order to make ends meat, and generally just saw her as another mouth to feed along with her little brother.

Fiona’s little brother was her world though. In place of their vicious and cold matron, Fiona began to raise brother while she too was still just a youth. However, after Fiona’s step-mother found out she was stashing away money to runaway, a violent fight broke out between the two. In the conflict, her brother accidentally got caught between them and killed, leading to Fiona soon killing her step-mother in a fit of rage.

After the emotions died down and the realization of what she did kicked in, she broke down. She was alone. And she was a murderer. She abandoned her home, running away to Boralus to escape her crime of passion and grief. It’s here she continued to be a sex worker to make income, her guilt eating away at her. She soon turned to drugs to numb it out and hopefully forget the face of the family she lost.

It’s around this time Shion finds Fiona, ODing out in the streets. Saving her, Fiona admits to not having a place to stay. Shion allows her to stay and accommodations if she can pull off a job. Desperate, she agrees and passes Shion’s test; she can be taught to be a thief. A Magpie. The two end up growing close and working together, Shion aiding in Fiona’s healing and growth. This is when she sheds the name Fiona and is given the name Maggotmilk by Shion.

She is something motherly and sweet, only left with rot and empty spots in her. The things she mothered are in the ground now.

An owning and acceptance of one’s trauma.

Maggotmilk is the first member of The Magpies and helps Shion recruit through her good heart and judge of character. It is also through Maggie Bunnyguts ends up joining them.

Bunnyguts and Maggotmilk quickly became best friends: Bunnyguts the heated and outgoing one while Maggotmilk was mild and softspoken. Though their world came crashing down during the siege of Boralus. When the Horde came, The Magpies got split up in the chaos, leaving Bunnyguts and Maggotmilk to their own devices. BG did her best to protect Maggotmilk, but she was soon skewered by an Orc and ended up dying in Bunnyguts’ arms, triggering The Magpies to break up and for her to leave Boralus and go to Stormwind. That city would never been the same without her best friend.

However, Maggotmilk was scooped up by the Forsaken and soon raised into Undeath unknown to Bunnyguts. Forced into a brand new life, Maggie is trying to figure out what she wants for herself now; she based her whole life on others and looking after them.

Shes mostly been focusing on her art and reconnecting with her heritage to feel closer with her passed family.

Yuh.

The evolution and story of Maggotmilk. I want to wait will I have a current wip of BG done before I make her masterpost and spill her character beans. Spoilers: Bunnyguts Whitetrash Grandma Core

[ramascreen]

Official Poster And Trailer For MY HAPPY ENDING Starring Andie MacDowell

Check out these official poster and trailer for MY HAPPY ENDING. Roadside Attractions will release MY HAPPY ENDING in theaters February 24, 2023 Directed by Tal Granit and Sharon Maymon Written by Rona Tamir Based on the play “Happy End” by Anat Gov Starring Andie MacDowell, Miriam Margolyes, Sally Phillips, Rakhee Thakrar, Tom Cullen, Michell Greenidge, Tamsin Greig, and David Walliams Andie…

[mapplestrudel]

Inktober No. 9

The prompt word “screech” got me thinking and at the end of it (and a google picture search) this little fella appeared.

So meet Screech the Spotted Owl that lives in the old oak tree that is the headquarter of Rona and Cullen in Honnleath. He’s usually pretty chill and just judges them silently through halfclosed eyelids when they’re up and climbing through the branches of his domicile. But sometimes he screeches just for the joy of it. And one time he took a dump on Cullen’s head, and Rona laughed so hard, she almost fell from the tree ^_^

Tagging @gwen-cousland, @john-cousland and @princess-underthemountain because Rona bits ^_^

[spanishinfluenza]

relatable meme

[ghostbatt]

Thinking about going on vacation visiting The Cullen house + Bella’s house taking cute aesthetic pics with a pretty girl 🥺😌

[valerie-royeaux]

Happy Endings

Just a series of sketches of happy endings for some OTPs:

For @mapplestrudel, Rona Norgreen and Dinlas’al’ras;

For @gwen-cousland, Gwen Cousland and Anora Mac Tyr;

For my wife @bloodmagespectre , Elizabeth Amell and Cullen;

And for myself, Hank Shepard and Ashley Williams!

[notquitetwilight]

I have to admit i am obsessed with your Cullano fic. What started as a joke is now a full AU and im living for it. Carlisle kidnapping his own daughter just so Esme can meet her? Iconic. Also the way you write both women? They could probably step on me and i'd say thank you. I am excited and terrified of what you'll do for part 2. 😘

Part 2 will absolutely be more unhinged and closer to the weird short shitposts you’ve seen before so brace yourself hgcgjgkdhvjblvj but thank you I’m so glad you’re living for it!!!! @carllisle and I have created a bunch of backstories for the different Cullens and how they’ve become part of the Cullano crew so the two of us will look at sharing the lore once she has her case of miss rona *Carlisle Cullano voice* sleepin’ with da fishes 🔫😌 Everybody send well wishes her way and manifest her speedy recovery!!!!!!!! ✨💖

[carllisle]

im in need of cheering up, so I was wondering if you had any thoughts on carlisle's interactions with his coworkers because that has so much comedic potential?? sending luv xx

U know what I was gonna leave this ask til I’m better cause I wanna do it justice but u said U were sad and that makes me sad :( however im actually in hosptial with miss rona she’s edging my lungs BUT I am only on oxygen and steroids, I’m NOT on a ventilator and I only have moderate corona and there is a huge likelihood I’ll be home in a few days!

So I’m definitely treating the whole thing like a twilight reference especially with the oxygen pipes up me honker like Bella at the end of twilight it’s some hosptial realness. Being in hosptial for the first time is making me realise that Carlisle probably sees so many boobs at work bcus a lot of people have seen my boobs in the past 24 hrs not cause I’ve flashed them for no reason but heart readings etc. Also hosptial beds don’t have ventilation like a regular bed (like slats on a bed frame) so I’m boilin up and I just want to be lying on top of him for the coldness of it all?????? God that would be so nice and cold Jesus Christ carlisle get yur fuckin corpse over here

Doctors also barely see patients compared to nurses and healthcare assistants wtf I bet Carlisle doesn’t even know how to take blood!!!!!!!!!!!! Useless man!!!!!! God I’m so hot I want him to stick his hands under my skin Carlisle if ur reading this give me those chilly digits u fuckin. Dead vampire bitch!!!!!!!!!!!!!! U know nurses watch him struggle especially cause his cold hands touch a patient and the veins go BYEBITCH and they sigh and take over for him again bcus even tho he INSISTS he can do it he actually can’t

Carlisle Cullen change me into a vampire challenge

Sorry I know this isn’t what you asked for but I hope it made u laugh / cheered u up a bit cause I ain’t got brain power for anything more rn but you deserve to be cheered up like I deserve to be cooled down. Let one of us get what we deserve!!!!! Also also I’m sure if u ask @carlislesscarf or @notquitetwilight or @stregoni-benefici this question they could probably satisfy u a lot better cause my ladies are satisfying bitches if u know what I mean 😷 oh also u could ask @esmecvllens who’s another sexy bitch but better cause she’s gay too

[starfoxrry]

dyou think the rona pandemic is triggering to edward cullen

[youngandhungryent]

Robert Pattinson Allegedly Tests Positive For The Rona, Stops Filming of ‘The Batman’

Source: Vimeo / Matt Reeves

Looks like COVID-19 done took down The Batman, b. According to Vanity Fair, production on the Matt Reeves-directed The Batman has come to a screeching halt with word spreading that the film’s star, Robert Pattinson has tested positive for the Coronavirus. Though Warner Bros. has confirmed that filming on the picture has temporarily paused due to COVID-19, they wouldn’t say who tested positive on the production team.

Warner Bros. would not comment on any individual worker’s health, sharing only this statement: “A member of The Batman production has tested positive for Covid-19, and is isolating in accordance with established protocols. Filming is temporarily paused.” Vanity Fair confirmed through a highly placed source that Pattinson was the individual who became sick.

Damnit, Edward Cullen! Just as we were getting excited for the film too.

Reps for Pattinson declined to comment as well, so y’all know it’s probably him.

While it seems like a pretty solid rumor that Robert Pattinson is the COVID culprit in all of this, that just leads to questions about how he got himself infected with the virus. Was he out partying without a mask? Did someone else on the set have it and pass it on to him? Was it the Joker?

Apparently production of the film was going down across the pond (the UK) when a positive CODIV-19 test struck. Now that the “individual” has been placed in quarantine, they’ll have to wait a few weeks until the virus is gone and they’re healthy enough to resume work.

Prayers up for Pattinson and everyone else who’s been touched by the dreaded Rona. Wishing him and everyone else a speedy recovery.

source https://hiphopwired.com/905051/robert-pattinson-allegedly-tests-positive-for-the-rona-stops-filming-of-the-batman/

[cherryredlips]

Tartan Tights 2016 My Year On The Blog 

Hey Readers.  It’s that time of year when I post my yearly review of what’s been happening on the blog and there is a lot to talk about for this blogger as I’ve been a very busy lady in the last 12 months. As the bells rang in 2016 I made a resolution that I was going to make changes to my tartan tights and I knew that these changes may surprise a few of my readers pleasing some and disappointing…

[d3lighl4]

How didnt I think of Lorna becoming the Commander of the Inquisition years ago??? A.) has a surplus of knowledge in commanding armies (The Grey Wardens), half of the time from across the country B.) Has a very intense presence in World Politics. Her approach to problems would be like a mix of Josephine’s Diplomacy and Leliana’s Spymastering. C.) She literally ended the blight by uniting major factions for a solid cause, largely by herself with her dog and her best friends. She can make a fucking trebuchet out of a broke fishing rod and some twine. This girl can do anything. D.) It also makes SENSE for her, Warden wise and Queen wise. If she’s experiencing the Calling sooner than her charges, she wants to sort this out. Its obvious that its linked to what the hole in the sky is, so what does she do? Join the Inquisition. E.) “Templars? Fuck Templars, we have Wardens” F.) Awkward conversations between her and Blackwall who she knows is not the real dude but plays it cool. Also jesus christ, time to paint nails with Leliana and discuss their favorite sabotage and assassination methods. G.) It would also mean Nassa gets to tag along, so basically you can make Solas feel useless, AND kick cullen from the Inquisition. And finally, do you know how much longer that would make her official title?? Lorna Aldreda Rona Cousland-Theirin, Queen of Fereldan, Warden-Commander of Fereldan, Lady of Highever, Champion of the Blight, and Commander of the Inquisition IMAGINE THE INTERACTIONS BETWEEN HER AND SERA

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Olivia Newton-John Reveals Secret Cancer Diagnosis She Hid From The World – Country Music Nation

The longtime superstar and entertainment icon revealed her heartbreaking cancer diagnosis to the world just shortly after she canceled a series of concerts so that she could focus on treatment and overcome the disease.

This was back in May 2017 – and Olivia Newton-John had explained that doctors had discovered metastasized breast cancer at the base of her spine. And in a new interview, she’s opening up about the one cancer diagnosis she kept hidden – for years.

#OliviaNewtonJohn opens up about her heartbreaking cancer diagnosis. #PrayForONJpic.twitter.com/Z3IlMiKVrK

— FanzForever (@forever_fanz) September 10, 2018

“Olivia Newton-John is reluctantly postponing her June U.S. and Canadian concert tour dates. The back pain that initially caused her to postpone the first half of her concert tour, has turned out to be breast cancer that has metastasized to the sacrum,“ a press release from 2017 read, in part.

During that part of her life and exploring treatment options for the newest cancer battle, Newton-John did not grant interviews – instead, her team explained she was expecting to pick things back up later in the year and go from there.

Now, Australia’s Sunday Night has shared one of the very first interviews with Newton-John since that diagnosis, and their reporter Alex Cullen, traveled to her estate in Santa Barbara, California for this one-of-a-kind sit down.

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It’s a privilege to bring you our story on @therealonj this @sundaynighton7. One of the sweetest, kindest, toughest, most generous woman I’ve had the honour of interviewing. A true star. A big perk of this job is meeting people like Olivia and we can’t thank her enough for sharing her story with us. Her work with the Olivia Newton-John Cancer Wellness and Research Centre is inspiring to say the least and you can donate to this wonderful cause by going to the website www.onjcancercentre.org. And don’t forget the @wellnesswalkandresearchrun on Sunday September 16. All the details on the website. You don’t want to miss this story featuring Sir Cliff Richard, Sir Barry Gibb, Didi Conn, Pat and John Farrar, Tottie Goldsmith, Delta Goodrem and Olivia’s wonderful husband John Easterling, a top fella! See you this Sunday Night at 8pm. #olivianewtonjohn #olivianewtonjohnofficial #ONJ #grease #greaselightning #grease40thanniversary #onjcancercentre @onjcancercentre #onjcancerandwellness #sandy #sandradee #1978 #australianmusic #legend #beegees #cliffrichard #olivianewtonjohnforever #barrygibb #frenchy #deltagoodrem

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Olivia Newton-John was first diagnosed with breast cancer way back in 1992. She successfully beat that fight with this terrible disease and went on to create a hospital and wellness center in Melbourne, Australia.

The Olivia Newton-John Cancer and Wellness Centre has been a beacon of hope for many Australians who are faced with the disease – and Newton-John is known to stop by the hospital and visit patients on occasion.

In this new interview, Newton-John opened up for the very first time about her second cancer diagnosis in 2013 – the one she kept secret from the world, even when she came out about her current fight against the breast cancer that was discovered in her spine.

Olivia Newton-John reveals she's battling cancer for the third time https://t.co/TYt3VxmCPUpic.twitter.com/5DCNn1nnwt

— billboard (@billboard) September 9, 2018

On a drive to visit her sister Rona just weeks before she died from an aggressive form of brain cancer, Newton-John was involved in a car accident…and the medical discovery nearly shattered her world.

“…and the seatbelt hit me really hard,” Newton-John told Sunday Night in an emotional reveal. “And a lump came up and I went to see the doctor. We thought it was something to do with the accident…Time went on and it turned out to be more than that.”

The lump in her right shoulder was discovered to be a return of the breast cancer that she thought she’d beaten – more than 20 years earlier.

She chose to keep this new diagnosis a secret from the world.

“The first time I talked about it…and the second time I thought ‘Well, I don’t really need to share this. It’s not something I need to share with people. It’s my life’ – and I just decided to keep it to myself.”

While she kept it to herself, she treated it successfully using conventional therapies and natural remedies to boost her immune system – but little did she know the cancer would return in 2017 after it spread to her lower back.

Our thoughts and prayers are with this international icon and wonderful human who has worked so hard to help many others in their own cancer battles.

Watch her full interview with Sunday Night below.

This content was originally published here.

[mapplestrudel]

Hurt

A/N: My first time writing something angsty… Rona is about to leave and wants to sneak a hug, but instead the past sneaks up and things go wrong.

It takes place some time (a month?) after - Night Whispers -.

This whole journey with Rona and Cullen is a chronological mess, but if you’d like to know more, there’s a Masterpost - here -.

Thank you very much @gwen-cousland and @john-cousland for pre-post comments and encouragement :D  Also tagging @element-104 and @princess-underthemountain because Rona ^_^

Word Count: ~ 1.200

It’s not long before dawn, the sky already shedding its night blue dress as Rona and Mira approach the Command Tower in full traveling attire. She had hoped to find Cullen up already to say goodbye before leaving for urgent Mail matters in Denerim, maybe even sneak a hug for good luck. But as she quickly scans the office, desk and chair, and the sofa at the other side, she finds them all empty. Upstairs, though, a lantern is lit, its flame fretful in the breeze through the hole in the roof. The corners of her mouth twitch slightly as her face warms up. It’s her lantern, a gleaming little welcome. However, she doesn’t want to disturb his sleep, so a quick note will have to do.

With a few fast strides she’s at the desk, while Mira runs up to the ladder. She’s just found a pen, as indistinct groaning from above catches her attention. A short glance to Mira, and the pen clutters unwanted on the table. The mabari fidgets, keeps looking up and whimpers, and Rona is at the ladder within the blink of an eye, steps echoing between the walls.

“Cullen?”

She calls up and tilts her head in hope of an answer, listening with her good ear, grey eyes squinted and focussed through the planks of the loft. Again groaning, tossing, all accompanied by the song of a robin in the branches of the roof tree.

“Cullen? Is everything alright?”

No answer, but a clang on the planks. She looks again at Mira as if the mabari could grant a sudden spark of knowledge of what to do. Fists clench as she stares back up the ladder. Then the sounds from above culminate into a series of pleading “No, no! No!” while Mira puts her forelegs at a chest high step, and barks once.

“Yeah, you bet I’m going up. Keep watch, alright?”

An affirmative bark is the answer, and the mabari sits on her hind legs, ears up and twitching. With swift steps Rona climbs the ladder, its metal cold to her touch. A peek over the fall hole reveals nothing unusual, but Cullen is heavily tossing and turning on the bed, his mumbles like a silent plea for help.

“No… no… leave me.”

Old wood creaks as she steps up and onto the planks.

“Cullen! What’s – ”

Her breath gets caught as her heart starts weeping at the sight before her. The bed is a mess, crumpled, damp. He is writhing as his hands grasp the sheets so hard the knuckles turn white. His face, pale, but glistening with a fine sheen of sweat, is contorted into a mask of pain, eyes squeezed shut, forehead furrowed, jaws pressed against each other as his teeth grind. His locks are dark from the sweat, sticking to his face. Beside the bed a mug lies in a clear puddle.

Rona is at a loss. Never before has she seen anybody having such an intense nightmare. Her own occasional bad dreams seem like a piece of cake in contrast. What to do? He has to wake up, or he’ll hurt himself.

“Cullen, wake up.” She calls him somewhat louder and rakes a shaking hand through her hair, still put where she climbed onto the planks.

“No. NO! Go away!”

“I’ll –,” her voice trembles, as much as she’s trying to keep it steady - “I’ll go for sure, but you’ve gotta wake up first!”

She takes a deep breath and rounds the bed to his side, reaches out - recoils - but then closes the distance at last. And as soon as she touches his shoulder, she knows - this was a mistake.

Cullen rises abruptly, eyes wide but not recognizing.

“Demon!” he shouts with hate contorted face, and grabs her, falling on her from the bed. “Stay away from me!”

Strong fingers snake around her throat, pressing in unrelenting force.

“Cull… Stop…! “ - she rasps desperately - “it’s me!”

To no avail.

Something shatters inside her with a crystal fine “ting”, and as her breath leaves her, other sensations flood over her.

A manic crowd cheers, entrenched in smell of blood and sweat and booze and death. Above her the furious amber eyes disappear, dissolve into mud brown bogs of hate in a greasy face, adorned by a vicious smile. The foul stench is overwhelming and makes her heave. Two strong hands grip tight around her neck while the sheer mass of the body keeps her wiggling uselessly in place. Dark spots start to dance in her vision, and her eyes roll to the back of her head. Then one hand leaves the throat, starts tearing at her pants. Somewhere in the back, a half grown puppy growls and barks, shuffling at a cage door. A tongue slides up her cheek, a mouth breathes rotten air hard into her ear and grates with disdain dripping voice

“Know your place, woman.”

She bites. At the ear. Bites through. Spits while blood gushes and the smelly meat loses balance, almost burying her. But she scrambles, scrambles, scrambles, kicks at the face, anything. Then free, finally. Breathing. Air into the lungs. Air. Breathe! It hurts. But she breathes.

She’s on him a second later, sitting on his back, his arm twisted backwards. Oh she knows the leverage and presses hard and fast, the sound of breaking bone like music in her ears. She dissembles him. Methodically. Limb by limb. Doesn’t know what’s more disgusting. The blood-thirsty crowd rejoicing in the symphony of pain. Or the smelling, sobbing Meatface making sounds like a little bunny in a bear trap.

Or - that she likes that she’s good at this, good at something after all.

It all comes back and floods her mind. She’s there at the loft, but also not. Bone cracks, and a furious wail sends her flying against the wall. She picks herself up, trembling, fists up in reflex to counter any move. But nothing comes. She shakes her head and blinks, her vision returning reluctantly.

He’s there, staring, a distant cold marring the soft amber. But he, too, blinks, and the hate melts and she sees her own pain, regret and guilt reflected in his eyes. His shoulders slump, arms hanging at the side, blood dripping from his right wrist where bone protrudes from the flesh. Her hand goes up massaging her throat, falls down as she looks again at his wrist.

Her ragged breath picks up pace as her eyes well up. It’s all too much - too much - it hurts.. everything… her throat, her head, her heart - she can’t… She can’t… She cannot stay.

“I’m… leaving… for Denerim.”

A hoarse whisper pressed through clenched teeth and quivering lips across the bed - their refuge! - that now feels like an abyss. She’s not sure if it reaches over, cannot care right now. Then she turns and heads to the ladder and is gone.

***

Cullen stands paralyzed. Red pain circles in his arm, white pain stings in his head, blue pain singes through his veins. All too much to bear, the lantern too bright, but the room got darker when she left. Exhaustion stayed, however, and brings him down. He curls up on the spot beside the bed and weeps.

[mapplestrudel]

I can only chime in with @gwen-cousland

These are all so beautiful! ❤

And even if their happy ends may never come, we now have something to look and sigh wistfully at ^_^

Thank you so very much @john-cousland! ❤❤❤

I've been staring at the RoDin pic whenever I can ^_^ I love Din's little smile, and Rona's hand on his neck does things to me, and it is now my established headcanon that both of them like headscratches, and whoever gets to lay his head on the other's lap in a quiet moment will get to enjoy a gentle scratchy head massage.

Oh, and Rona also scratches her head herself to calm down at times.

So there, some morning happiness ^_^

Happy Endings

Just a series of sketches of happy endings for some OTPs:

For @mapplestrudel, Rona Norgreen and Dinlas’al’ras;

For @gwen-cousland, Gwen Cousland and Anora Mac Tyr;

For my wife @element-104 , Alice Amell and Cullen;

And for myself, John Shepard and Ashley Williams!

[mapplestrudel]

Inktober no. 6 

Sword was the prompt word for today, so I drew Rona and Cullen at training. Rona’s goofing around and Mira’s having none of it :D

Tagging the Rona Cheering Squad @princess-underthemountain, @gwen-cousland and @john-cousland ^_^