#thank you minella

[akabaka-dev]

hey. your things are cool. im sending. cats to your location.

Cats received! 🫡🫡

She looks like a sweetie, I hope she likes getting picked up

[selfproclaimedunicorn]

Early: Shireen

This was supposed to be soft, cozy, Shireen times hanging out at Storm's End in the early morning. And then she ran at a full tilt towards "feral, horny gremlin" so, enjoy "same ship, different font" lmao

(I spot checked for spelling/grammar & a few bits that needed some edits/cleaning, but that does not save me from if this is cringe. So I hope you like it)

Shireen sat at the window seat of her old rooms, knees drawn up to her chest as she watched  the rising sun cast its orange glow over Shipbreaker Bay. She had always enjoyed waking up early. Not even two young children and staying up late because of the feast from the first night of celebrations from her father's name day could alter that. A maid busied herself further into the room, laying out gowns and refreshing the water in the wash basin. It would be nice if Shireen could spend this time with Cassana, but she was still abed. “My Lady, do you prefer the blue or the yellow dress for the day?”

“Blue, thank you Anne,” she eased her legs back onto the ground, and stretched her arms above her head when she stood up, “and make sure the purple one with the gold runes is what gets prepared for this evening’s ball. I would match my husband.” Shireen brought her hands together in front of her chest, holding her left middle finger delicately with the fingertips of her other hand, as she fought against the urge to bounce on the balls of her feet. She was every bit as giddy about Yorick as she had been the day she first saw him as a man grown, tall and handsome with a knight’s physique, as if he had been plucked straight from a dream…or one of the books her mother kept hidden under the bed that Shireen would secret away to read by candlelight under the cover of night back when she was still a young maid. That was probably a more apt description of him given the voracity he approached their marriage bed with.

“Of course, my Lady.” Anne giggled as she straightened the skirts of the deep blue, bronze edged gown, pink tinting her cheeks. It wasn’t uncommon to hear her and any number of the other maids who would attend to Shireen or the children giggling and whispering about Lord And Lady Royce Mooning Over Each Other Like Lovestruck Newlyweds. Although, it had only been three years, so perhaps they were still. Lord Boremund and Lady Minella had been married more than two decades, by comparison Shireen was as early in her marriage as it was in the day, with decades stretching out before her like hours full of possibility. She could only hope affection would linger like it had for her father and mother.

Skin was scrubbed pink with warm, soapy water that smelled like roses, and clothing layers were slipped on until finally the clasps at the front of the blue gown were done up. Shireen wanted to just put her hair in a net and be done with it, but she let the maid put braids in her hair and pin them to the back of her head. It would make her hair for that evening easier, and everyone always said it was lovely when part of her hair was down.

“Is there anything else you need, my Lady? I could have your morning meal brought up to you.”

“No, thank you. Just make sure Rhea and Stannis are tended to, I would like to have at least a little time to myself this morning.”

“Of course, my Lady.”

Shireen glanced back towards the window. It was still quite early, but the orange glow of dawn had faded to mostly a soft, clear blue, with only the barest hint of the sunrise left to turn the clouds golden. It seemed like a coin was tossed by the Seven every morning to determine if the Stormlands would see clear skies, and if there were going to be two days of sunshine in a row then they needed to be taken advantage of.

The familiar halls and stairways of her youth carried Shireen through Storm’s End and out into the humid morning air. Vines trailed up some of the columns of the cloisters around the gardens, and carefully tended bushes bursting with flowers filled the gaps between them where the walkway between the walls did not branch out to a winding path through the trees and hedges and statuary.

It did not often cross her mind how much she missed the sprawling gardens of Storm’s End when she was so consumed with the mountain air and the duties of the Lady of a castle and motherhood and the austere beauty of a place still so steeped in the history of the First Men, but being in them now made her ache for something similar at Runestone. Shireen had spent so much time here as a girl. Observing her mother’s parties with wide-eyed fascination, playing with the daughters of her father’s men, learning Pentoshi Valyrian on her mother’s lap while she was fed romantic stories of the tourney where her parents met, the first party she had hosted herself when her good-sister first arrived from Nightsong; it all happened in these gardens among the flowers and the apple trees.

Shireen stopped in front of the fountain of Elenei, her long hair eternally blowing in some unseen wind as water poured from her cupped hands to pool around her feet in the basin. She had always liked to think that, aside from the scales that trailed up from her ankles to her hips, this statue of Elenei was what Argella Durrandon had looked like. It was this statue, fully flesh with black hair and blue eyes dark as Borros’s, that Shireen always imagined when she read the story of the last Storm Queen.

“I knew I would find you eventually.”

“Yorick!” A bright smile pulled at the corners of Shireen’s mouth as she spun around to see him, her skirts swishing around her ankles. The white of his hair and beard shone like pale gold in the early morning sun, and his bright purple eyes were full of, now familiar, soft affection.

“Lord Boremund told me he saw you heading towards the gardens.” When he had closed the distance between them, Yorick leaned down to kiss her cheek. She took his hands in hers, gently squeezing them as she grinned up at him.

“I am glad you came to see me, I missed you last night.”

He let out a sharp, bemused exhale and rested his forehead against hers. “I apologize for your brother keeping me so occupied, but I promise that tonight I will keep my entire evening clear for you.”

“We do not have to wait for tonight. I would not keep you from so dear a friend as Borros, and I am more than willing for you to make your absence up to me right now.”

“Here?”

“No one is around,” Shireen retorted, “and I did not hear you complaining about the council chambers or the high table.”

She raised herself up onto her toes to more easily press a quick kiss to his lips. “And don't you want me to give you another child?”

Yorick hummed and then kissed her, longer than she did him. “I do want that. Quite a bit.” He gently nipped at her lower lip, and Shireen giggled before pulling him towards the cover of a copse of trees.

Yorick kissed her again, open mouthed and hungry, and his fingertips sank into the ample flesh of her backside as he held Shireen against him. She rolled her hips against his, and he groaned into her mouth. Yorick wanted her just as badly as she did him, and she grinned when she felt the proof of his arousal against her.

“Umbās, ñuhus perzys.” His voice was low, and Shireen could not hold back a soft, needy whine at his words. She always liked when Yorick spoke in Valyrian to her, even if it was to try and give her orders like his great, black beast nesting in the caves of Durran's Point.

“I will tend to you in a moment, let me enjoy myself first.” He sat down under the trees, pulling her with him so she straddled his lap. Yorick's fingers went to the bronze clasps at the front of her dress, easily unhooking each until her breasts spilled out of the bodice. Lacings and buttons at the front of her gowns were as much for him as they were for their children at this point, not that Shireen minded.

As he cupped one of her breasts he dragged his tongue across the nipple of the other before taking it between his lips. Her fingers threaded through the silver-gold hair at the back of his head, and she sighed as her eyes slipped closed. The intimate closeness and the alleviation of fullness, the satisfaction of knowing her husband wanted her even like this, it all combined to make an almost indescribable feeling swim in Shireen’s mind. It was different from both of their children and decidedly enjoyable; warm and enticing and enough to make her ache with want.

“I need you,” she whined, grinding against his lap. Yorick's teeth grazed her skin as he moaned against her breast, and his hands went from her chest and her thigh to her hips. He lifted her slightly, just enough she could no longer rub against him through his trousers, and Shireen whimpered as her cunt clenched. He released her nipple from his mouth and licked up any milk that still came before looking into her eyes, his gaze nearly black with want as desperate as hers.

“And yet you call me insatiable.”

“Maybe we both are.” Her reply came back breathy, and Yorick kissed her on the lips. It was forceful and needy, and Shireen held the sides of his face as she moaned into his mouth.

She panted when their lips finally separated, and Yorick nipped and sucked at her bottom lip until he recovered enough breath to speak. “Sit back on your knees and lift your skirts, I'll give you what you want, ñuhus perzys.”

Shireen did as he requested, comfortably situating herself before raising her skirts enough for him to see her. How covered up Yorick still was in comparison to her brought heat to her cheeks and made her heart flutter with how intoxicatingly thrilling it all was.

He brought his hand between her thighs, and she bit her lip to keep from moaning too loudly as his fingers swiped through her folds and grazed against her clit. Yorick kissed along her jaw and her neck as his fingers worked, his touches teasingly light. Shireen rolled her hips, encouraging him to give her more, only to fold in on him when he did. She moaned into the junction of his neck and shoulder as Yorick rubbed circles into her clit. Two fingers sunk into her cunt, and she turned her head to rest her cheek on his shoulder. Shireen peppered his neck with kisses, uncaring that half of them landed on the high collar of his doublet.

“All of this for me?” His voice was low and sultry, and it made Shireen throb with her desperate need for him. She was audibly wet, and she felt so good that she would rip open her chest to let him inside the rest of her if he asked: the dragon curled around her heart to match his.

“I'd give you something you don't have to share.” Her words were a low whine punctuated by a moan as he curled his fingers to rub at the spot inside her that made her see stars.

“How generous you are.”

Yorick’s fingers worked tirelessly inside her until she finished, gushing around the digits he used to prepare her for his cock as she whined into his neck. Shireen didn't sit back up until his fingers slipped from inside her and he had brought them to his mouth to suck them clean of her arousal. Her eyes, hungry and no doubt dark as his, darted between his face and where her hands worked to free him from his trousers.

Shireen leaned forward to kiss him, and he groaned into her open mouth as she stroked his cock, her thumb swiping over the flushed tip. She wanted him to feel just as good as she did. Her hand slid down to the base of him a third time, and Shireen held him steady as his hands pushed her skirts back up to her hips. He squeezed them when the flared head caught on her entrance, and they both sighed with satisfaction as she sank herself onto him. The stretch from Yorick’s thick shaft was enough to have Shireen whining from how wonderful she felt.

She could have stayed like that, still and comfortable and full of him, but she needed more. Shireen bucked her hips, grinding against him as she gripped his shoulders so tightly her fingers hurt. Yorick swore through gritted teeth, and soon his hips moved beneath her, meeting her with thrusts of his own.

“So good for me,” he trailed kisses along her chin and her jawline until he reached her ear, “so fucking good.” His teeth grazed her earlobe, and Shireen clenched around him. She was already so close again.

“Going to put another baby in you. You want that don't you? To give me more children?”

“I want to give you another son, prūmēs ñaha–” Shireen was cut off by her second peak, and Yorick pulled her face to his so her cries could be muffled by his mouth. She clung to him desperately as her cunt spasmed around his cock, her eyes squeezed shut so tightly that tiny dots of color danced in the dark behind her eyelids. Yorick followed after her a moment later, spending himself inside her. She wanted it to take, Seven she wanted it to. She didn't know if it was him or the love she already had for their existing children or something deep inside herself, but it did not matter, not really. They were both happy like this.

Shireen shifted in her husband's lap as his softening cock slipped from inside her, and she rested her head on his chest. His heart pounded, and she knew hers was too, her pulse felt like he sounded. Yorick smoothed the black hair streaming down her back as he rested his chin on top of her head. This quiet closeness afterwards was as nice as the act itself always was, hearts beating together as their heavy breathing synched and gradually slowed to normal.

“Yorick?”

“Hm?”

“Do you think we could have gardens like this at Runestone?”

“Of course,” he replied, his fingers raking gently through her curls, “I’d give you the moon if you asked for it.”

Shireen giggled, and snuggled further into his chest. “Just gardens will do.”

[kxllboii]

Hey friend! I have another request- sorry if im asking too much- i just love your Art style and things in your Art style-

Could you draw Johnny fiama talking to Clifford catfish but then Sal minella pushes Clifford aside? Cause Johnny and Sal are besties i can say-

Heres refrences if you need!

Its okay, dont worry! Thank you <:)

I read it wrong for some reason so hes pushing them both lol

Enjoy!

[ariel-seagull-wings]

FICTIONAL CHARACTER ASK: JOHNNY FIAMA

Asked by @princesssarisa

@moonbeamelf @fragglesesamemuppetz2 @softlytowardthesun @themousefromfantasyland @angelixgutz @amalthea9

Favorite Thing About Them: His passion for a period in music history and genre that is not really popular in modern times. He doesn't care that is not a trend, he sings crooner music and dresses in a rat pack style gangster suit because that is what he loves and identifies with, and that is a nice message of encouragement that the character presents in a subtle way.

Least Favorite Thing About Them: He can be arrogant and frequently force himself into other people's spaces, even trying to force other people to eat his mother's spagetthi when they just don't want to or can't at the moment.

Three Things I Have In Common With Them:

* I love pasta;

* I enjoy the melody of the song Goldfinger;

* I probably would get nervous in awe when meeting an idol;

Three Things I Don't Have In Common With Them:

* I'm not italian american;

* I don't have a monkey working for me as my security guard;

* I'm not a crooner singer;

Favorite Line:

This exchange he has with Clifford and Sal Minella about his Tony Bennet fanboy memorabilia:

"Johnny Fiama: Oh, Clifford! I'm so glad you stopped in. Listen, in honor of Tony being on the show, I thought I'd bring in a few of my collectibles from home.

Clifford: You brought in all this yourself?

Johnny Fiama: Oh, you better believe it, kid.  

Sal Minella: I got the last one here, Johnny.

Johnny Fiama: Oh, thank you, Sal. Listen, put it over there, huh, pal?

Sal Minella: Okay.

Johnny Fiama: Great. Look, Clifford, I got every album Tony Bennett ever made, including this very rare, Sergeant Tony's Lonely Hearts Club Gang, which, by the way, came out a week before the one with those other guys.

Clifford: The Beatles?...

Johnny Fiama: Whatever. Anyway, look, I got the Tony Bennett lunchbox, huh? And then, and then I got the Tony Bennett action figure with kung-fu grip. And then, I got a full case of his canned pasta, Rig-a-Tony Bennett!

Sal Minella: You want I should open a can, Johnny?

Johnny Fiama: Sal. Is it New Year's?

Sal Minella: No. Sorry, Johnny."

These line he says when playing the role of Prince John in the comic Muppet Robin Hood:

"Look, boys, I really don't care what he does to Marian, but this whole thing makes me look bad, and you know I hate to look bad."

"Now that I think about it, I could really go for some cookies right now! Can we get some cookies here?"

brOTP: Clifford, Big Mean Carl, Dr. Phill van Neuter, Seymour the Elephant, Pepe the King Prawn, Spamela Hamderson, Bobo the Bear, Rowlf the Dog.

OTP: Sal Minella, Dr. Teeth.

nOTP: Clarissa, the lady who hates his music style and who sitted with Johnny Fiama in a dinner table because Sal Minella forced her.

Random Headcanon: He only imitates the fashion of gangsters that he saw on movies, but he isn't really in the mob.

Unpopular Opinion: He is a great Muppet character who is specially fitting to play antagonistic roles (like Prince John in the comic Muppet Robin Hood) and should be considered an important member of the gang just like Bobo the Bear and Pepe the King Prawn have becomed.

Song I Associate With Them:

The Year of the Chick

We Hardly Heard Ya

Shaking the Blues Away

Favorite Picture of Them:

[drrubinspomade]

#terry minella photo

WELL, YEAH

We post pinups daily! If you dig this pic we’ve found  online, u should investigate the creator/subjects of the above work and fan them, follow them, hire them.

If you’d like us to remove, or you know who made this so that we can credit, DM. Thanks. Greetings from Los Angeles.

DrRubinsPomade.com

[smallearthboundfindings]

https://www.tumblr.com/motherdoodles/173552314422/please-support-our-girl-lani-minella-voice-of Here's a Lani Minella clip you haven't posted, she gave Claus a voice!

Oh my goodness! Thank you so much kind anon! I was posting these as I found them and I knew this one existed from an animatic but couldn't find the original... Thank you so much for hunting it down for me; I'll put it up in a bit!

(Everyone else, do yourself a favor and listen to it, for real! It's the one serious recording of the bunch and so sweet yet drenched in dramatic irony... It's very good is what I'm saying!)

[portmanteaurian]

ty @circusbird for letting me know that kennedy mcmann posted abt playing one of the nancy drew computer games, THRILLED to hear she is turning to one of the most iconic nancy portrayals as part of character research

[getacluedrew]

To all the Actresses over the years who have played a beloved icon. We thank you!

Happy 90th Anniversary Nancy Drew!

Movie/TV:

-Bonita Granville

-Pamela Sue Martin 

-Janet Louise Johnson 

-Tracy Ryan

-Maggie Lawson 

-Emma Roberts

-Sophia Lillis

-Kennedy McMann

Games:

-Lani Minella 

-Brittany Cox

[officialinuyasha]

A Thank You from Ivy Valentine (Soul Calibur) Lani Minella Ivy wishes the three Yashahime good luck in recovering their missing past!

Click on her IMDB page! https://www.imdb.com/name/nm0591115/

[pleasantonshire]

Hi! First I want to say that I really enjoy your new medieval blog. I am interested to see how your characters lifes will go on, so thanks! And one question: How you got Minella and Brant to woohoo naked on the bench like that? Do you use a mod or some special bench or is it a posebox?

Hi anon! Thank you, I’m so glad that you’re enjoying my posts!! It’s a mod, autonomous casual romance (ACR). I am using this version. 

[selfproclaimedunicorn]

Sharing a snippet of my Yoreen drabble because I am obsessed with my babygirl

“My Lady, do you prefer the blue or the yellow dress for the day?” “Blue, thank you Anne,” she eased her legs back onto the ground, and stretched her arms above her head when she stood up, “and make sure the purple one with the gold runes is what gets prepared for this evening’s ball. I would match my husband.” Shireen brought her hands together in front of her chest, holding her left middle finger delicately with the fingertips of her other hand, as she fought against the urge to bounce on the balls of her feet. She was every bit as giddy about Yorick as she had been the day she first saw him as a man grown, tall and handsome with a knight’s physique, as if he had been plucked straight from a dream…or one of the books her mother kept hidden under the bed that Shireen would secret away to read by candlelight under the cover of night back when she was still young. That was probably a more apt description of him given the voracity he approached their marriage bed with. “Of course, my Lady.” Anne giggled as she straightened the skirts of the deep blue, bronze edged gown, pink tinting her cheeks. It wasn’t uncommon to hear her and any number of the other maids who would attend to Shireen or the children giggling and whispering about Lord And Lady Royce Mooning Over Each Other Like Lovestruck Newlyweds. Although, it had only been three years, so perhaps they were still. Lord Boremund and Lady Minella had been married more than two decades, by comparison Shireen was as early in her marriage as it was in the day, with decades stretching out before her like hours full of possibility. She could only hope affection would linger like it had for her father and mother.

[madicham]

Commission for Minellas and birthday gift for Valoish, both on dA Thank you so much for commissioning me !! getting commissioned gifts is so so sweet aaa

[triedpklove]

thank you lani minella for making my dreams come true

[drrubinspomade]

#terry minella photo

YES, yes.

We post pinups daily! If you dig this pic we’ve found online, u should investigate the creator/subjects of the above work and fan them, follow them, hire them.

If you’d like us to remove, or you know who made this so that we can credit, DM. Thanks. Greetings from Los Angeles.

YOU ARE THE LIGHT

Dr Rubin’s Pomade

[punchyladrew]

ND ask! 82, 109, 111

Thank you for asking!

82. Who’s your least favorite character in Ghost of Thornton Hall? Why?: Oh boy...I don’t remember this game very well ahaha.  Maybe the groom (who I don’t remember the name of) because he was so forgettable?  Sorry about the lame answer!

109. How do you feel about Lani Minella not voicing Nancy Drew anymore?: I’m so so sad!  In my mind her voice will always be Nancy’s.  If MID ever comes out, I think it would be really hard to adjust to the new voice because it’s so different.  Different in a bad way...

111. Are you upset with Her Interactive for taking longer on this game than the other ones?: Um, YES!!!  I think everyone is.  I’m just really upset at the fact that they’ve kept us all in the dark.  It’s not fair to the fans and is such a bad business strategy.

[rosariofin]

Tag meme

Tagged by @amchitka

I tag anyone who wants to do it

favorite game from the last 5 years? ‒ I think it’s pushing it a little with 2013, but the Deadpool game. <33 -cough- better than the movies-cough- most nostalgic game? ‒ SimAnt on the snes ~accepts that I was weird growing up~ game that deserves a sequel? ‒ Jade Empire game that deserves a remaster? ‒ JADE EMPIRE PLZ AND THANK YOU favorite game series? ‒ Between Nancy Drew, Pokemon, and Final Fantasy (gameboy version tho) favorite genre? ‒ Sim/RPG least favorite genre? ‒  mmo fps... I’m a baby okay favorite song from a game? ‒ Everything is Alright from To The Moon favorite character from a game? ‒ I’ve gotten super attached to faith from FC5 lately.. favorite ship from a game? ‒ I’m not sure. I’m picky with my ships. favorite voice actor from a game? ‒  Lani Minella is the best <3 favorite cutscene? ‒ Halo 2; returning the bomb to the covenant - space, witty commentary, and just all around BA-ery Or the Gravemind cutscene - giant flood things are awesome  favorite boss? ‒ I don’t usually play a lot of games that have stereotypical bosses/boss fights, but I did a stint with the Diablo series and Diablo was kinda cool. first console? ‒ Super NES; technically was my older brother’s but he didn’t take it with him when he moved out so it’s mine now.  current console or consoles? ‒ PC console you want? ‒ I wouldn’t mind getting a 3DS or something to catch up on the pokemon games... I’m up to white/black I think? It’s sad, I know. place from a game that you’d like to visit? ‒ Chocobo’s Forest; they are the cutest. TT_TT place from a game that you’d like to live in? ‒ Twilight Town ~ Kingdom hearts. Just really sweet vibes. ridiculous crossover that would never happen but would be super fun?‒ Pokemon in Kingdom Hearts.  book that would make a good game? ‒ Thinking of the Wolf Among Us, I’d be down for more comic book games show/movie that would make a good game? ‒ iZombie might be interesting as a game -thinks- games you want to play? ‒ I already mentioned this, but I want to catch up on the pokemon games I’ve missed. have you gotten 100% completion in a game? ‒ I’m kinda obsessive and have only had a few games over the years so when I have them they are completed 100% and sometimes many times over. We’re not even going to talk about me playing pokemon so often that I memorized all the caves in pokemon Fire Red so I didn’t have to learn flash... have you cried over a game? ‒  To The Moon did it to me. Like that game broke me. Good game tho, highly recommend. what power-up or ability would you want in real life? –  sims motherlode cheat