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closed starter for @novemindie ! based on age gap wlw from your wishlist :)
"tell me," the ginger started as she took three model-like steps towards the younger female, looking her up and down and truly trying to read her: it was usual that women would ask to be a muse of verona, so that wouldn't be a thing to care about. what intrigued her though, was that it wasn't the first nor the second time the female had shown up claiming to pose once more. "when are you going to admit to yourself that this ain't about my painting?"
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speaking of names, do you have any suggestions for naming characters?
oh DO I! this is my list in my notes:
Oliver
Oscar
Noor
Nino
Ryu
Harvey
Emilia
Amelie
Amiel
Camila
Imogen
Valerie
Enoch
Finch
Rowan
Minnie
Eleanor
Teddy
Evelyn
Simon
Wilbur
Lorelai
Bea
Sloane
Cecily
Wren
Willow
Autumn
Clove
Hazel
Malia
Demeter
Primrose
Poppy
Juniper
Hector
Felicity (Fliss/Liz)
Hadley
Talyn
Cyrus
Dmitri
Fitzroy
Safiro
Phoebe
Caroline (Ro)
Aine
Cecil
Castor
Salem
Verona
Amir
Aisling (ash-ling)
Maeve/Meabh
Muireann (mweer-in)
Fenwick
Moira (Mara or Moyrah)
Niamh (Neave)
Rizal/Riz
Talbot
Felix
Helix
Ellenova
Charlie
Leonardo
Tomás
Varian
Maddie
Theodore
Wilbur
Cassidy
Evelyn
Salem
Dmitri
Verona
Alfie
#writing#not sanders sides#rn im partial to riz and helix#i made up new ocs for those names#although riz's name is actually adrien rizal but im a sucker for those characters with surname-nicknames
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Hello there! I am not trans, but I do have long lists of name combos that people may like and are free to steal, so I hope this helps. My style is pretty vintage and the names typically fit into the gender binary, so I’m sorry if this isn’t useful to some people. But if you do like traditionally fem/masc name combos that sound beautiful, read on!
Some of these have two middle names, so don’t worry if you want to chop off one or the other middle and use it. Without further ado, my collective favorite feminine combos:
Ada Florence
Ada Magnolia
Ada Marigold
Ada Rosemary Louise
Alexandra Elisabeth Cara
Alexandra Elisabeth Cora
Alexandra Elowen Eve
Alexandra Rosemary Lyra
Alice Cadenzia
Alice Elisabeth Wren
Alma Catalina
Alma Eleanora
Alma Gwendolen Lila
Amelia Joy
Anne Margarethe Adair
Arden Coretta Rosalie
Arden Marigold Yule
Arden Seraphina Rose
Augusta Elisabeth Ruby
Aurelia Elowen Seraphine
Aurelia Ivy
Aurelia Margarethe Helene
Aurora Edith
Beatrice Nora Joy
Bette Aurelia Joy
Caia Victoria
Camilla Autunna Rose
Camilla Elspeth Story
Cecelia Rosalie Elisabeth
Celia Florence Ivy
Clara Adelaide Ruby
Cora Evangeline Louisa
Cordelia Genevieve Poppy
Cordelia Gwendolen Poppy
Cordelia Ivy Cove
Cordelia Margaret Soul
Cove Elisabeth Sigrid
Edith Aurelia Mae
Edith Charlotte
Edith Vivienne Mabel
Elisabeth Agatha Marigold
Elisabeth Leonore Mary
Elisabeth Luna Sylvie
Eloise Cecelia Ruth
Elowen Lark
Elowen Victoria Lyra
Emilia Margarethe Bay
Etta Louise Nell
Eve Gwendolen Milou
Eve Philomène Juliette
Eve Victoria Leonore
Faye Olive Rowena
Flora Adeline Luna
Flora Wisteria Ash
Florence Eliza Beatrice
Florence Ivy
Genevieve Alexandra Nelle
Genevieve Frances Mary
Hanorah Elisabeth May
Helena Victoria
Ivy Elowen Alexandra
Ivy Elowen Victoria
Ivy Wisteria Rose
Johanna Claire
Josepha Yvette Arden
Josephine Amabel Claire
Josephine Cordelia Olive
Joy Elisabeth Adair
Joy Elisabeth Rose
Joy Philomène Eva
Joy Wren Ophelia
Juno Margaret Ivy
Juno Margaret Nell
Juno Victoria
Lenore Elowen Yvette
Lenore Juliette Soleil
Lenore Naomi Etta
Leonore Alexandra
Leonore Cordelia Genevieve
Leonore Victoria Ivy
Liana Sylvie Nell
Louisa Edith Cove
Louisa Rosemarie
Lucy Clementine Georgia
Lucy Philomène Adair
Lydia Josephine Yule
Lyra Alexandra Rosemary
Lyra Aurelia Margaret
Lyra Elowen Ada
Lyra Guinevere Elowen
Lyra Victoria Florence
Marigold Coretta Nell
Marigold Victoria Ida
Mira Adelina
Naima Sabine nn Bina
Neve Naomi Boheme
Noor Emmeline
Nora Philomène Josepha
Nora Wren Rosemarie
Ophelia Verte Sigil
Philippa Madeline
Philippa Margaret
Piper Cecelia Florence
Poppy Ophelia Joy
Rosalie Cecelia Wren
Rosalie Wren Cecelia
Rose Cordelia Saoirse
Rose Eleanor Adeline
Rosemarie Leonore Ophelia
Rosemarie Seraphine Cecelia
Rosemary Adeline Sage
Rosemary Alexandra Elowen
Rosemary Eleanor Lark
Rosemary Leonore Ada
Ruby Theo Helene
Sadie Lila
Saoirse Rose
Sylvie Eleanor Luna
Victoria Ada Rosemary
Victoria Rosemary Ada
Virginia Eloise Ivy
Vivi Leonore
Wilhelmine Leonora Adeline
Willa Catalina Alice
Willa Helene Beatrice
Willa Margaret Eve
Willa Margarethe Louisa
Willow Harriet Verona
Wren Margarethe Ivy
Yari Elowen
Yule Elowen Flora
Zoe Saoirse Autumn
#Follower input#feminine#A#B#C#D#E#F#G#H#I#J#K#L#M#N#O#P#Q#R#S#T#U#V#W#X#Y#Z#submission#name donation
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Meet The Photographer Who Is Building A Community On Her Own Terms
No longer are marginalised groups waiting to be seen: they’re creating communities and taking up space for themselves. AZEEMA magazine, only in its third year, has helped Jameela Elfaki to engage with her community not just through print but by creating intimate experiences designed to bring people together – whether that’s through modest life drawing at a V&A Friday late, Eid parties or fire DJ workshops. To mark the re-release of the Nike Air Max Verona we chatted with the photographer, art director and founder of AZEEMA about being a young creative and what community means to her.
Jameela’s best achievement for AZEEMA magazine isn’t something tangible. “It’s more of a feeling,” she says. “We’ve done so many amazing shoots, so many different trips, so many projects and there’s highs and lows.” But at its core, “it’s the feeling of the joy when I see other people enjoying what we have made, or done for the community.”
The English-Sudanese photographer started the annual print magazine while studying at university. Her portraits, which have a granular quality you can only get from film, often centre women of colour and manage to be both soft and deeply personal, with the subjects staring boldly straight down the lens. “I feel like that’s what’s missing in the fashion and media industry,” she says, “correct representation of women from the Middle East, north Africa and south Asia.”
Jameela now has a team of five, which she says is full of “community spirit and happiness”. They are: deputy editor, Noor Alabdulbaqi, who Jameela met online; associate editor, Sunayah Arshad, Jameela’s flatmate; Evar Hussayni, culture editor, who connected with Jameela at a panel talk; and Ella Lucia, fashion editor-at-large, who previously worked with Jameela as a stylist on photo shoots. “Instagram is really kind of how it all started,” says Jameela – harnessing social media and digital spaces to find like-minded people.
AZEEMA‘s “for us, by us” attitude helps not only to archive the stories of womxn in its community but demonstrates that they are far from a monolith. Each annual edition adopts a new theme; the third issue was all about movement, “and it was like, every sense of the word. So migration, dance – it could be anything like that, it was really beautiful,” Jameela says. By absorbing what’s happening around them as a collective, the team comes up with a topic that’s broad yet relatable.
They were just about to start working on issue four of AZEEMA when the lockdown hit. As the creative industries altered, things had to change. “We can’t physically shoot any of the things that we need to shoot,” she explains. Across the world, the pandemic has brought a loss of jobs and projects but in these unprecedented times, creatives like Jameela are finding new ways to get work done.
Jameela identified Nowruz, which marks the Persian new year and the start of spring and is celebrated across the Middle East and beyond, as an opportunity to bring her community together. She reached out to people online for their positive affirmations and resolutions, which will be incorporated alongside poems into a handmade zine. “We can’t physically make the next issue of the magazine right now. I can do this and, you know, do something positive and reflecting.”
Click to see Jameela’s self-shot film about the project below:
The magazine is still run without an office space and with no major funding – a credit to the team’s work ethic but something Jameela notes as a hurdle. “All of this has been self-funded from the very beginning,” she explains. With their fourth print on the way, it seems hard to fathom. “None of us were born with a silver spoon, so we can’t just afford to put in our own money,” she adds. “Nobody actually sees how much work and how much stress goes into it.”
In some ways, it’s encouraging to know that a big, shiny office and a giant team aren��t required to make a splash in the media industry – it’s the people who count. “We’ve been operating from a flat covered in boxes of fabric,” she laughs. “You have to do what you have to do.”
For many of us, our home spaces have become our working environments, but this is something Jameela has been juggling since long before the lockdown. “You’re literally surrounded by things all the time so it’s quite hard to switch off,” she adds. “It’s hard to separate your personal life from your work.” Playing for her football team every week is her way to unwind and offers the ideal balance of community, sport and being out in the fresh air. “I’m missing them a lot at the moment, not being able to go play,” she says.
Community means family, “or extended family,” Jameela adds. “And if you’re a creative yearning to find that team, support system, or just a group of friends on the same wave, Instagram is really good for finding like-minded people.” She and the team behind AZEEMA are proof that all you need is an idea, passion and a group of compatible people who believe in it.
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✨ LITERARY TROPES AND THINGS
repost with your muse’s results for the following quizzes.
Morgan:
Homeric Epithet : ROUSER OF ARMIES
You are [Morgan], rouser of armies. Be sure to get monogrammed towels. Homer often used this epithet to describe Apollo, who is the god of many things, including but not limited to music, truth, the sun, poetry, and the plague, which is, you know, unfortunate.
Fatal Flaw: AN IDEALIST IN A CRUEL, CALLOUS WORLD
You want the world to be good. Here’s the problem: it’s usually not. At best it’s subpar. At worst it’s a nightmare void, and your naiveté is simply a plot device used to emphasize this point. Your inability to accept the world’s present darkness will lead to your untimely downfall, but not before your dewy-eyed idealism and rosy visions of utopia erode away. You will become a shell of your former self. Sorry about that. Yikes
Greek Mythology Death: MURDERED BY ACCIDENT, IN ACHILLES’ ARMOR
One day, during the Trojan War, Achilles decides to just up and quit. He’s the greatest warrior apparently ever, so this is something of an issue. You can’t bear to watch men die in battle for Achilles’ pride, so you don his armor yourself and lead his men into battle. Everyone thinks you are Achilles, and morale is high. You die, however, because somewhere in there you remember that you’re actually terrible at fighting. Silver lining: Achilles avenges your death something FIERCE. So that's something.
Literary Setting: ON THE ROAD
You got “On the road!” Like so many literary characters (Huck Finn, Odysseus, Gulliver, etc.), you’re an adventurer and explorer at heart, and the literary setting that most closely matches your personality is, quite frankly…all the settings! You’re not meant to settle down in one spot—you’re the kind of person who hits up multiple parties in one night, and your insta is probably filled with pics of all the cool places you’ve travelled to. So embrace it! Take to the open road with your friends, run through a field of wildflowers in the middle of nowhere, and please get a pic next to the world’s largest Ketchup bottle.
Sayf:
Homeric Epithet : BREAKER OF HORSES
You are [Sayf El-Noor], breaker of horses, which is how you should be introducing yourself to people from this day forward. This ancient epithet was used to describe Atreus (king of Mycenae), Agamemnon (son of Atreus, also king of Mycenae), Hector (prince of Troy), Diomedes (king of Argos), and now you. That’s a lot of pressure, I know. Just don’t screw it up. You’ll be fine.
Fatal Flaw: TOO CLEVER BY HALF
Your intelligence is unmatched, but your smart mouth is going to get you into trouble one of these days. Everyone says so. Odds are you’ll make one witty remark too many and meet a tragic, easily preventable end that surprises no one in the least. You’ll be mourned, of course, but we all saw it coming, and you kind of deserved it.
Greek Mythology Death: WEARING A WEDDING DRESS THAT IS ON FIRE
You might be wondering why you would do such a foolish thing, and the answer is you're going to get on the bad side of Medea. Why would you ever get on the bad side of Medea? She doesn’t care about anything, least of all you. It all starts when Medea’s dude-lover, Jason, abandons her to be with you. So instead of having anything even resembling a calm, reasonable reaction, Medea responds by giving you a cursed wedding dress that catches fire as soon as you put it on. Some sources say the dress was actually coated in poison. Either way, I think you’ll agree, it’s not good.
Literary Setting: JULIET'S VERONA HOUSE
You got Juliet’s house in Verona! Not only is Verona one of the most beautiful places in Italy, it’s also the setting of one of the most iconic love stories of all time—perfect for a hopeless romantic like yourself. You can walk the old-fashioned cobblestone streets, eat your weight in deliciously photogenic gelato, and look out from your balcony at night, waiting for your lover to climb up the wooden trellis and profess their undying affection. Just don’t get caught up in any ancient grudges/new mutinies—for your sake, and for the sake of students in English classes for centuries to come.
Tagged by: @venomousovereignty {(I CANT BELIEVE I JUST SAW THE TAG)} Tagging: anyone who hasn’t done this yet!!!
#~Morgan~the~Sailor~#~Sayf~the~Protector~#venomousovereignty#{(THANK YOU FOR TAGGING ME IM SO SORRY I DIDNT SEE IT IN TIME)}#{(Morgan's fatal flaw is so on point but then again it's Morgan and they defiantly scoff at and deny)}#{(this was really fun)}#long post
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as devoted as verona was to her work, the flirt could never interfere in the painting itself: if she noticed that, all terms would change towards what they were doing. noor made it pretty easy for verona to confound herself… but not quite to lose the brush grip: it was perfectly aligned to cause the intention she wanted - both on canvas and on the muse. “i don’t think you meant your visage, noor…” with a glance to the palette, verona moved her eyes to find her muse’s. “did you?” people would always act differently when confronted by the untold truth they tried to hide. the ginger wanted to check whether she would be bold about it or shy… and she was eager to discover.
noor was aching for verona to... want her back. to confirm that. it was as if she was starving for that confirmation, and yet she could sense that she wasn't going to get it. not now... maybe not ever. but she felt it though, the tension. was it just an artist playing with her to get good results, or was it real? "you know you can do whatever you please with m... my visage on your painting." she said and licked her lips as she held onto the sheet. she felt her body respond even before she said the next few words. "holding up the sheet is making my arm ache." she said, feeling a thrill at the idea of lowering it in front of the other woman. she was... balancing on the edge.
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no matter how many muses had come to verona's atelier and no matter how much chemistry they had during the paintings, verona would never make any physical move on them while she was working: it was about ethics for her, once she would never allow herself to make her muses to feel uncomfortable when they were being that vulnerable. the flirt, though... it was different. it was something else. it had no perversion, just pure interest. verona was well acquainted with those interactions by now... but there was something else about noor. it wasn't about just flirting: it was about having someone that would do precisely she was saying, about having control over someone who kept on coming back, about being trusted not only as a professional, but as the woman she was. with a smile that made its presence on verona's lip as soon as her answer got back to her as a question, verona tilted her head to see the woman behind her canva. "hm... let me see. what about the slightly rosed cheek?" with a soft smile, she went back behind the canva. "should i add that to the painting? i truly believe that it enlightens your visage."
this had started as an experiment. noor, as a sexologist, was always experimenting with something, always exploring something and this had started as a way to further work on her self-image. then it had sort of taken an unexpected detour. the one-time posing had turned into many times, and not merely because of the artistic capacities of verona or the positive effect the results had on her self-image. this was more. being told how to sit, being praised, or corrected, experimenting with poses and the fleeting touches of the attractive woman were addicting. what had started as a boudoir-type painting, had now developed into posing nude for yet another painting - very willingly. with a sheet draped over her, noor was surprised at the words the redhead spoke and she blushed ever so slightly. "what makes you think i haven't already?" she shot back, her voice a little lower than usual.
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noor was aching for verona to... want her back. to confirm that. it was as if she was starving for that confirmation, and yet she could sense that she wasn't going to get it. not now... maybe not ever. but she felt it though, the tension. was it just an artist playing with her to get good results, or was it real? "you know you can do whatever you please with m... my visage on your painting." she said and licked her lips as she held onto the sheet. she felt her body respond even before she said the next few words. "holding up the sheet is making my arm ache." she said, feeling a thrill at the idea of lowering it in front of the other woman. she was... balancing on the edge.
no matter how many muses had come to verona's atelier and no matter how much chemistry they had during the paintings, verona would never make any physical move on them while she was working: it was about ethics for her, once she would never allow herself to make her muses to feel uncomfortable when they were being that vulnerable. the flirt, though... it was different. it was something else. it had no perversion, just pure interest. verona was well acquainted with those interactions by now... but there was something else about noor. it wasn't about just flirting: it was about having someone that would do precisely she was saying, about having control over someone who kept on coming back, about being trusted not only as a professional, but as the woman she was. with a smile that made its presence on verona's lip as soon as her answer got back to her as a question, verona tilted her head to see the woman behind her canva. "hm... let me see. what about the slightly rosed cheek?" with a soft smile, she went back behind the canva. "should i add that to the painting? i truly believe that it enlightens your visage."
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this had started as an experiment. noor, as a sexologist, was always experimenting with something, always exploring something and this had started as a way to further work on her self-image. then it had sort of taken an unexpected detour. the one-time posing had turned into many times, and not merely because of the artistic capacities of verona or the positive effect the results had on her self-image. this was more. being told how to sit, being praised, or corrected, experimenting with poses and the fleeting touches of the attractive woman were addicting. what had started as a boudoir-type painting, had now developed into posing nude for yet another painting - very willingly. with a sheet draped over her, noor was surprised at the words the redhead spoke and she blushed ever so slightly. "what makes you think i haven't already?" she shot back, her voice a little lower than usual.
closed starter for @novemindie ! based on age gap wlw from your wishlist :)
"tell me," the ginger started as she took three model-like steps towards the younger female, looking her up and down and truly trying to read her: it was usual that women would ask to be a muse of verona, so that wouldn't be a thing to care about. what intrigued her though, was that it wasn't the first nor the second time the female had shown up claiming to pose once more. "when are you going to admit to yourself that this ain't about my painting?"
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