#white ashwood

[holztasche]

White Ashwood(Origin, Properties, and Uses)

White Ash (White Ashwood) plays an important role in furniture making and woodworking projects as a premium hardwood. Its properties have made it a popular choice in the marketplace and the preferred choice of many manufacturers and woodworkers.

First of all, ash wood is produced mainly in North America and Europe, with the United States, Canada, and the United Kingdom being particularly excellent. The wood typically thrives in temperate forests, and its favorable growing conditions give it superior physical properties. 

In appearance, ash wood has a natural yellowish to light brown coloration and an even, straight grain that lends it a high degree of aesthetic appeal. The surface of the wood is smooth and natural, allowing it to display a unique elegance and texture in furniture design.

The hardness of ash wood is one of its proud characteristics. According to the Janka hardness test, it reaches a hardness of approximately 1,320 pounds-force (lbf), demonstrating excellent resistance to compression. This allows ash wood products to remain strong and durable over long periods of time, and is particularly suitable for furniture and flooring that is used with high frequency.

However, ash wood is not the only one with a hardness advantage. Its stability also adds to it. Ash wood is relatively insensitive to changes in ambient humidity and temperature, making it less susceptible to problems such as warping and cracking. This characteristic makes it in different climates and use of the environment can maintain stability, prolonging the life of the products.

In addition, ash wood excels in wood stability. Due to the uniformity of the wood grain and dense structure, it maintains a high degree of stability to changes in environmental humidity, thus reducing the possibility of deformation of the product.

Ash also excels in woodworking treatments. Although it is a hardwood, it is relatively easy to work with, and woodworkers are able to easily perform a variety of cutting, carving and surface treatment processes without affecting the structure of the wood. This provides designers with greater creative space, allowing ash wood to present a variety of product styles.

Finally, ash wood is also noteworthy for its resistance to decay. Its natural protective properties make it less susceptible to fungi, mold and insects, further increasing the durability of wood products, especially in outdoor environments.

Overall, ash wood's unique appearance, superior hardness, excellent stability, and ability to resist decay make it an ideal choice in the woodworking industry for the manufacture of high-quality furniture and woodworking products. Its flexibility in design and superior physical properties give ash wood additional value and make it an important part of the woodworking industry.

[readinthedarkpod]

Episode 29 broke our spirits, so we're using this episode to complain about it. Join us as we discuss our recording hiccups, an oldie but a goodie by a perpetual podcast fave (Holly Black), a dark romance series that even our resident die hard couldn't stomach, and so much more!

Books Discussed: The Curseworker Series by Holly Black The Clearwater University series by Eva Ashwood

Books Mentioned: The Cruel Prince by Holly Black The Coldest Girl in Cold Town by Holly Black … we are sure there are more. But we were tired and fed up. Cut us some slack, for the love of God.

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[lovelybeesthings]

Stupid bunny ch 1? 2 3

Coriolanus Snow x reader

Word count: 1.8k

Y/n Ashwood was the daughter of a very powerful family that was a part of the structure of the Capito, the Ashwoods had been one of the few honorable families to survive the falls of the most powerful families. Y/N was a very sweet innocent girl who never had to survive by eating raw meat or scraps and didn't have to fight for a scholarship to attend the Academy.

Alongside her wealth she was a beautiful girl with long lashes, rosy cheeks Doe eyes, and plum lips, her hair was in bubble braids or in long curls her hair was silky smooth by the touch of it and her looks were ones of a saint, y/n was looked at as a white soft rabbit or a doll to some as her life seemed to be in the hands of her family.

As Y/n attended the academy it was inevitable she was popular she had the looks and the Brain which amazed her peers how can a girl who looks like a saint and fragile to touch look at such hordes of sights? Y/n had known of the Snow family as they were one of a higher class but close to the bottom she knew exactly of Coriolanus Snow his long curly locks and his charming looks.

There was also one more reason Y/n Ashwood knew of Coriolanus Snow she had been his fiance since the moment they were both been born the Ashwoods and The snows had set the engagement in motion when y/n was 7 years old she met snow on one occasion and it was breath taking she still remembers it the way he had walked toward her as she hid behind her mother he took her hand and kissed it introducing himself.

*Present day*

As our days with our distracts pass soon to the games I notice how Coriolanus looks at his distract trains Lucy grey I’ve seen her girl from distract 12 I see the way she build skinny pretty from her distracts condition but to me there’s no hope a performer in an hunt I say shell die in the first 10 minutes but the way I catch his eyes longing at hers every moment at her*

My trainee was a boy named Reaper his build was strong and what I’ve read he had even attacked a peacekeeper which betters the odds.

“Coriolanus!” *I say as i see him alone for once passing by as I say his name he turns his head as his eyes lock to mine* “y/n?” *I walk closer* “I’ve missed you it’s been so long it just seems your time has been consumed so much into the game you know my family’s gonna. Host another dinner party you should come!” *I say smiling brightly* “I don’t think so I-i have to see how to better Lucy’s chances” *I look at him and my nose crutches from his response* “you mean your tribute right?” *I say harshly* “Yes, is their something the matter y/n?” *he responds more in colder tone* “it’s-s just seems like your mind is more on the girl then the goal of winning I mean she’s not the strongest tribute and doesn’t seem that smart” *I say as my words drop with venom getting so hung up on my words I don’t notice his expression to get more pissed* “Y/n! I have to spend my time on her, okay? I don’t have the riches to pay for the academy I need to be on this scholarship you can’t even view my point as your life is handed to you” *he says coldly making me shiver and I realize where I went wrong* “Coriolanus wait-t I didn’t, I wasn’t trying to make it seem that way!” *I say as my face blush’s from the embarrassment and I try to resolve this small argument* “y/n just shut it I have to get back to Lucy” *I feel this utter poison in me as I grab onto his shirt as he begins to walk away* “STOP! Don’t leave me!” *i say as a demand he quickly turns and looks at me but his eyes cold his look disturbed with my existence* “you’re just a stupid bunny” *he says as his words feel like a ridicule*

I’m end it here cause I started to hate it 🥲 if you have any suggestions or anything just tell me plz

[the-fiction-witch]

Bedrooms

Media Doctor Who

Character Doctor (The 11th)

Couple Doctor X Lyla Ashwood (Reader Companion)

Rating Flirty + Mild Smut

The Doctor was sat besides the control panel of the TARDIS once again, with his goggles on as he buzzed his screwdriver in the direction of the loose wires – a spark coming out.

After a few minutes of tinkering with the cables, he takes his goggles off and smiles as he notices her presence. "Anything I can do to help?" He asked, 

"I'm fine up here" Lyla laughed as she stands on the glass floor on the main level of the tardis control room, the doctor hung with the cables and mechanisms below, she passed in her black combat boots, long black sleeve top, blue button dress, her hair in loose curls with a white Alice band to keep it out her eyes

The Doctor chuckled from below, hearing Lyla's response as he continued to work on the panel. He was a bit infatuated with Lyla and didn't mind showing it. He couldn't deny how attractive she was to him. He eventually stops working on the cables and waves upwards at Lyla,

she waves back but leans against the centre console with a yawn "ohh dear..."

The Doctor notices her yawn and chuckles she seemed to be tired. He decided to tease her a little bit. He waved at her again and kept his hands on the panel, he didn't seem like he was finished fixing it. "Tired, are we?" He said as he laughed from below, smiling and teasing her a little bit.

"ummm very tried. I got a little lost on the way to my room last night"

The Doctor laughs again from below, he decides to tease her a bit more as it is fun for him to do so. He smiles and decides to start working again on the panel but keeps looking at her from time to time.

"Ohh? Did you now? What were you doing until so late last night?" He asked playfully from below, still working on the panel as he looks at her every once in a while with a teasing smirk

"wandering, seeing what I can find in this endless labyrinth" she laughed "I got lost trying to find my bedroom again.”

a spark of an idea seemed to appear in his mind as he thought to himself a bit. He eventually starts making a small clicking noise with his mouth as he is still working on the panel. He looks at her again with a smirk and a tease.

"And did you find it? Your bedroom I mean?" He asked teasingly with a smirk, still working on the panel

"eventually yes. I swear sometimes the tardis hides it from me..." She explained "Doctor? Can I ask a ... Weird question?"

The Doctor stops with his work on the panel, his eyes meeting hers from below again. He chuckles and smiles as he hears her explanation of her bedroom sometimes being hard to find. He eventually raises an eyebrow as she asks if she can ask a weird question, not sure what it could be he smiles and responds.

"Yes, you may ask. I promise you I have heard weirder things than you could possibly ask."

"time lords sleep right?"

The Doctor pauses for a split second after hearing her question. He smiles and nods his head.

"Some do, yes. I sleep but not in the normal way. I only dream of the time vortex, I do not have any regular dreams like you do. What made you ask?"

"I assume you have a bedroom? Somewhere in here right?"

The Doctor smiled at her again as he nodded, he was quite amused by her curiosity at this point.He chuckles once again as he answered her.

"Yes, I have my own bedroom. I have my own bed, and I sleep there often. It is somewhere in here, yes."

"interesting... Does it have like... Swirling blue wallpaper by any chance?"

The Doctor chuckled as he was amused once again by her curiousity of his bedroom and what it looked like. His bedroom did indeed have swirling blue wallpaper, just as she had described.

"As a matter of fact, it does. How'd you know?"

"I keep finding that room. When I wonder around at night. It's weird I can't ever find my bedroom but I keep finding that one ... Almost like the tardis is changing it's interior maps to keep directing me there..."

The Doctor's face went from amusement to mild confusion as he was a bit puzzled by her words now. The TARDIS is known for changing it's interior in small ways, although the rooms and their locations do not usually change. It was weird how she kept getting lost and finding his room only. The Doctor had to know more now so he asked another question with a perplexed look on his face.

"Wait, what do you mean it's as if the TARDIS is directing you to my room specifically?"

"seems to be. I went around for an hour trying to find my bedroom and I ended up at yours three times"

The Doctor was now even more puzzled than before, that was really weird. How could it be possible that the TARDIS kept directing Lyla to his room? He decided to dig in a bit more and asked another question from below the control panel, with a confused and curious look on his face.

"Wait, why did you need to find your bedroom so much last night? You were wandering around the TARDIS for one whole hour?"

"I went looking for the library for a book to read and then couldn't get back to bed"

The Doctor's face went back to amusement and a slight smirk as he chuckled a little bit at her response.

"So, last night you went looking for a book and somehow found yourself in my room three times, only to need to go back to your own room to read. What were you going to read, may I ask?" He said with curiosity as his hands started working a little faster on the panel now.

"...none of your business"

The Doctor laughed a bit at her response as he kept working on the panel, enjoying teasing her a bit. He seemed to have piqued her curiosity and she obviously was hiding something from him. He smirked and looked back up at her as he replied, still working on the panel.

"Oh, what's the matter? Got something to hide? Is it romantic poetry or a dark and dirty novel?"

"none of your business" she repeated moving to stand directly over him and stomping on the glass just above his head

The Doctor paused in his work and looked up at Lyla when he heard her answer. By the tone of her voice, he knew she was hiding something. He smirked as he heard her footsteps above him, but suddenly she stomped on the glass above his head, causing him to look up and stare at her.

"Hey, watch it," he said as he looked up at her, amused but also a bit annoyed. Still, he couldn't help but feel excited as she was standing above him now.

she sighed and leant against the railing 

The Doctor noticed Lyla was leaning against the railing, standing above him as he worked on the panel. He looked up at her again, his eyes trailing her legs and her dress, but what he noticed most was her white cotton panties under her dress, that were now visible to him when she leaned against the railing. Despite the fact that what he saw was an accident, he couldn't help but feel a bit of temptation and amusement. His hands continued to work on the panel as he kept quiet.

As he was working on the panel, his hands went slower as he continued to stare up at her. His fingers moved in between the wires while his hands stayed perfectly still, he was enjoying the image in front of him. He kept quiet as he focused on being discreet, although he certainly didn't want the moment to end either.

"ummm... I might go for a nap..." She yawns stretching

The Doctor's hands sped up suddenly as he heard her mention wanting to go for a nap, although he had other ideas in mind. He wanted to ask her to stay, but he could tell she was tired. His hands paused from his work for a moment as he looked back up at her, considering what he might do. He wanted to offer her to take a nap in his room, as it was obviously closer to her bedroom than where she currently stood. He smiled as he spoke again.

"Maybe you should rest."

"maybe... Kinda worried I'm gonna have to go on a hour long treck to My room again"

The Doctor was enjoying their interaction, but he knew that Lyla was truly tired as well. He could hear it in her voice and saw it in the way she was standing. She looked quite exhausted. He smiled as he decided to take a chance and offer her to sleep in his room, as the idea was already on his mind.

"Maybe you should sleep in my room instead? It's closer to your bedroom and I can assure you it will be far more comfortable than here. Would you like that?"

"you don't mind?"

The Doctor smiled widely as he heard her ask if he didn't mind. From below the control room panel he looked up at her and nodded his head excitedly as he quickly answered.

"No, I don't mind. It would be my pleasure. Shall I show you the way?" He said with a wide smile, he couldn't help but feel excited for a chance to let her sleep in his room. It was a bit selfish on his part, but he was hoping he could join her when it came time to rest.

"it's okay, whichever I find first I shall sleep in" she smiled "you sure you'll be okay on your own?"

The Doctor heard her say that she would find her own room and sleep, but he was hoping to convince her otherwise. He wanted to spend more time with Lyla and have her sleep with him in his room. He looked back up at her with a flirtatious smile as he answered the next question, continuing to work on the panel.

"I'll be fine, I have lots of interesting things to keep myself entertained. I just have one request though…

"yes?"

The Doctor was thinking for a moment, on how he could word his next statement. It was obvious that he wanted her to sleep in his room with him, but he couldn't just ask her directly. She would know his real intentions, which he didn't want too far too quickly.

"If you do change your mind and decide to sleep in my room... I would love to join you," he said flirtatiously and with a flirtatious smirk, his eyes never leaving hers throughout his words.

"ha ha very funny" she laughed sarcastically "I'll see you later doctor have fun tinkering" she smiled as she headed off from the control room into the labyrinth of corridors inside the TARDIS

The Doctor was slightly surprised by her response, it seemed like she was not at all interested in his offer. He chuckled to himself, somewhat annoyed that his flirtation went unnoticed. When she went to leave he decided to tease her one more time.

"See you later then, and try not to get lost again!" He said with a smirk, hoping she would get lost again and find his room by 'accident'.

[evenmorefatallyobsessed]

Models Goal for 2024

Huh 160 (71 Left), not small but not nearly as big as I figured... Neat. Also these models aren't in any particular order.

I think I should be able to clear them fairly fast actually, we'll guess we'll see.

1. Coco Adel (RWBY)

2. Lisa Lavender (RWBY)

3. Gwen Darcy (RWBY)

4. Nebula Violette (RWBY)

5. Dew Gayl (RWBY)

6. Octavia Ember (RWBY)

7. Ariel Vasilias/ Neptune's Lawyer Mom (RWBY)

8. Star Sanzang/ Sun's Cousin (RWBY)

9. Comet Sanzang/ Sun's Cousin (RWBY) (Scrapped Character)

10. Iris Marilla/ Beacon 2nd Year (RWBY)

11. Tortuga/ Ace-Ops Dead Member (RWBY)

12. Rowena Sunnybrook/ Shade's Weapon Teacher (RWBY)

13. Humanoid Crocea Mors (RWBY)

14. Bianca Prisma (RWBY)

15. Roane Ashwood/ Flynt's (RWBY)

16. Ivy Thickety/ Sun's (RWBY)

17. Ruda Tilleroot (RWBY)

18. Atlas Milfs/ Jaune's Fan Club (RWBY)

19. Arslan Atlan/ Sun's (RWBY)

20. Oliver Harper/ Flynt's (RWBY)

21. Trifa/ White Fang Girl/ Mercury's (RWBY)

22. Sun Wukong (RWBY)

23. Mercury Black (RWBY)

24. Flynt Coal (RWBY)

25. Iona Rockshow (RWBY)

26. Sunset Shimmer (My Little Pony)

27. Starlight Glimmer (My Little Pony)

28. Celestia (My Little Pony)

29. Luna (My Little Pony)

30. Maud Pie (My Little Pony)

31. Apple Bloom (My Little Pony)

32. Sweetie Belle (My Little Pony)

33. Scootaloo (My Little Pony)

34. Trixie (My Little Pony)

35. Ember (My Little Pony)

36. Gabby (My Little Pony)

37. Lancer Artoria (Fate Stay Series)

38. Assassin Artoria (Fate Stay Series)

39. Saber Lily (Fate Stay Series) (Commissioned)

40. Mordred (Fate Stay Series) (Commissioned)

41. Jeanne D'Arc (Fate Stay Series)

42. Jeanne D'Arc Alter (Fate Stay Series)

43. Barghest (Fate Stay Series)

44. Suzu Hagimura (Seitokai Yakuindomo) (Commissioned)

45. Mona Megistus (Genshin Impact)

46. Amber (Genshin Impact)

47. Fubuki (One Punch Man)

48. Tatsumaki (One Punch Man)

50. Leone (Akame Ga Kill)

51. Rangiku Matsumoto (Bleach)

52. Yoruichi Shihouin (Bleach)

53. Tier Harribel (Bleach)

54. Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck (Bleach)

55. Sio-Feng/ Soifon (Bleach)

56. Riruka Dokugamine (Bleach)

57. Haineko (Bleach)

58. Kirche von Zerbst (Familar of Zero)

59. Henrietta de Tristain (Familar of Zero)

60. Tabitha/ Charlotte de Gallia (Familar of Zero)

61. Tiffania Westwood (Familar of Zero)

62. Siesta (Familar of Zero)

63. Guiche de Gramont (Familar of Zero) (It's okay to cuck cheaters in my book)

64. Hideri Kanzaki (Blend S)

65. Tristana (League of Legends) (Blame @palaceofpassion for making me lowkey love this character I know nothing about)

66. Poppy (League of Legends) (Same as the one above)

67. Lulu (League of Legends)

68. Vex (League of Legends)

69. Aloe (Interspecies Reviewers)

70. Crimvael (Interspecies Reviewers)

71. Chika Fujiwara (Kaguya-Sama, Love is War)

72. Toyomi Fujiwara (Kaguya-Sama, Love is War)

73. Moeha Fujiwara (Kaguya-Sama, Love is War)

74. Maki Shijo (Kaguya-Sama, Love is War)

75. Ai Hayasaka (Kaguya-Sama, Love is War)

76. Kei Shirogane (Kaguya-Sama, Love is War)

77. Sakura (Don't Toy With Me Nagatoro)

78. Yoshi (Don't Toy With Me Nagatoro)

79. Maki Gamou (Don't Toy With Me Nagatoro)

80. Sana Sunomiya/ President (Don't Toy With Me Nagatoro)

81. Hana Sunomiya (Don't Toy With Me Nagatoro)

82. Samus Aran (Metroid)

83. Princess Peach (Mario)

84. Princess Daisy (Mario)

85. Princess Rosalina (Mario)

86. Koopa Queen Bowsette (Mario)

87. Morrigan Aensland (Dark Stalker)

88. Lilith Aensland (Dark Stalker)

89. Felicia (Dark Stalker)

90. Amy Rose (Sonic)

91. Rouge the Bat (Sonic)

92. Blaze the Cat (Sonic)

93. Sally Acorn (Sonic)

94. Lanolin the Sheep (Sonic)

95. Sticks the Badger (Sonic)

96. Surge the Tenrec (Sonic)

97. Cream the Rabbit (Sonic)

98. Vanilla the Rabbit (Sonic)

99. Honey the Cat (Sonic)

100. Rosy the Rascal (Sonic)

101. Fiona the Fox (Sonic)

102. Zooey the Fox (Sonic)

103. Zeena (Sonic)

104. Tikal the Echidna (Sonic)

105. Trip the Sungazer (Sonic)

106. Rumi Usagiyama/ Mirko (My Hero Academia)

107. Melissa Shield (My Hero Academia)

108. Mei Hatsume (My Hero Academia)

109. Shino Sosaki/ Mandalay (My Hero Academia)

110. Ryuko Tsuchikawa/ Pixie-Bob (My Hero Academia)

111. Tomoko Shiretoko/ Ragdoll (My Hero Academia)

112. Momo Yaoyorozu (My Hero Academia)

113. Lucoa (Kobayashi-san Chi no Maid Dragon)

114. Diana Prince/ Wonder Woman (DC Comics)

115. Raven (DC Comics)

116. Starfire (DC Comics)

117. Blackfire (DC Comics)

118. Jinx (DC Comics)

119. Argent (DC Comics)

120. Dee Dee Sisters (DC Comics)

121. Harley Quinn (DC Comics)

122. Darci Mason (DC Comics)

123. Izumo Kamiki (Blue Exorcist)

124. Maria Yoshida (Blue Exorcist)

125. Misato Katsuragi

126. Mana Kirishima

127. Asuka Langley Soryu

128. Rei Ayanami

129. Yui Ikari (Shinji's Mom) (Divorcee)

130. Ritsuko Akagi

131. Maya Ibuki

132. Kyoko Zeppelin Sohryu (Divorcee)

133. Chel (The Road to El Dorado)

134. Dexter's Mom

135. Dexter's Mom's Rival

136. Minnie Mouse

137. Jessica Rabbit (Who Framed Roger Rabbit)

138. Holli Would (Cool World)

139. Ty Lee (Avatar)

140. Toph Beifong

141. Hestia (Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?)

142. Wendy O. Koopa (Mario)

143. Tiny Kong (Donkey Kong)

144. Candy Kong (Donkey Kong)

145. Coco Bandicoot (Crash Bandicoot)

146. Tana Bandicoot (Crash Bandicoot)

147. Krystal (Star Fox)

148. Carmelita Montoya Fox (Sly Cooper)

149. Berri (Conker's Bad Fur Day)

150. Lola Bunny (Looney Tunes)

151. Minerva Mink (Animaniacs)

152. Millie (Helluva Boss)

153. Moxxie (Helluva Boss)

154. Sallie May (Helluva Boss)

155. Loona (Helluva Boss)

156. Lisa (Goofy Movie)

157. Stacey (Goofy Movie)

158. Roxanne (Goofy Movie)

159. Peg Pete (Goofy Movie)

160. Meloetta (Pokémon)

[kiwiwinjindouche]

THEY ARE HERE!!!!

On my way to build an army of clockwork soldiers 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥(<=missed the whole point of the mission)

These are samples and hopefully I could open some pre-orders in april (in case more people are interested also I had a very stupid idea that I hope will work) and they are so great I think?? The smile on my face gosh

I went with ashwood for the soldier :3 cuz wood and I thought it was funny with Ashworth. The sentinel is on black acrylic to contrast with all the white

I wanted them to be bigger but this size works just fine too so???

[marcmarcmomarc]

RWBY Spanish dub

Team RWBY

Ruby Rose: Valentina Souza

Weiss Schnee: Romina Marroquín Payró

Blake Belladonna: Alondra Hidalgo

Yang Xiao Long: Mireya Mendoza

Team JNPR

Jaune Arc: Óscar Flores

Nora Valkyrie: Analiz Sánchez, Regina Carrillo (young)

Pyrrha Nikos: Berenice Vega

Lie Ren: Alan Fernando Velázquez, Zoe Mora (young)

Team STRQ

Summer Rose: Ale Pilar

Taiyang Xiao Long: Arturo Mercado Jr.

Raven Branwen: Fernanda Robles

Qrow Branwen: Germán Fabregat

Beacon Academy

Professor Ozpin: Mario Arvizu

Glynda Goodwitch: Maru Guzmán

Peter Port: Francisco Colmenero

Bartholomew Oobleck: Beto Castillo

Salem’s Inner Circle

Salem: Irasema Terrazas

Cinder Fall: Dulce Guerrero

Roman Torchwick: Sergio Gutiérrez Coto

Emerald Sustrai: Alicia Vélez

Mercury Black: Erick Salinas

Neopolitan: Agustina Cirulnik

Dr. Arthur Watts: Armando Réndiz

Tyrian Callows: Miguel Ángel Ruiz

Hazel Rainart: Octavio Rojas

The Hound: Mario Castañeda

Leonardo Lionheart: Humberto Solórzano

Vernal: Rebeca Patiño

Tock: Simone Brook

Atlas Military

James Ironwood: Dafnis Fernández

Winter Schnee: Xóchitl Ugarte

Penny Polendina: Cristina Hernández

Caroline Cordovin: Magda Giner

Ruby’s Group

Oscar Pine: Luis Leonardo Suárez

Maria Calavera: Ángela Villanueva

Dr. Pietro Polendina: Gerardo Reyero

Team SSSNN

Sun Wukong: Alexis Ortega

Scarlet David: Alberto Bernal

Sage Ayana: Abraham Vega

Neptune Vasilias: Enzo Fortuny

Nolan Porfirio: Pepe Vilchis

Team CFVY

Coco Adel: Liliana Barba

Fox Alistair: Geezuz González

Velvet Scarlatina: Carla Castañeda

Yatsuhashi Daichi: Óscar Garibay

Ace-Ops

Clover Ebi: Raúl Anaya

Vine Zeki: Eduardo Giaccardi

Elm Ederne: Gabriela Guzmán

Harriet Bree: Karla Falcón

Marrow Amin: Ricardo Tejedo

Happy Huntresses

Robyn Hill: Erica Edwards

May Marigold: Ruth Toscano

Joanna Greenleaf: Yvette García

Fiona Thyme: Lupita Leal

The White Fang

Ghira Belladonna: Emilio Guerrero

Kali Belladonna: Rebeca Manríquez

Adam Taurus: Alejandro Orozco

Corsac Albain: Emmanuel Bernal

Fennec Albain: Eduardo Garza

Ilia Amitola: Monserrat Mendoza

Schnee Manor

Jacques Schnee: Arturo Mercado

Whitley Schnee: Moisés Iván Mora

Willow Schnee: Yolanda Vidal

Klein Sieben: Jesse Conde

Ancient Times

Ozma: Roberto Salguero/Ricardo Bautista

God of Light: José Luis Orozco

God of Darkness: Salvador Reyes

Jinn: Danann Huicochea

Ambrosius: Rubén Cerda

Xiong Family

Hei “Junior” Xiong: Eduardo Fonseca

Lil’ Miss Malachite: Leyla Rangel

Miltia and Melanie Malachite: Lourdes Arruti

Team CRDL

Cardin Winchester: Raúl Anaya

Russel Thrush: Yamil Atala

Team FNKI

Flynt Coal: José Ángel Torres

Neon Katt: Meli G

Arc Family

Saphron Cotta-Arc: Erika Ugalde

Terra Cotta-Arc: Carla Medina

The Ever After

Little/Somewhat: Angélica Villa

Curious Cat: Ángel Balam

Blacksmith: Carmen Sarahí

Jabberwalker: Víctor Hugo Aguilar

Jinxy: Jaime López

Red Prince: Pascual Meza

Herbalist: César Bono

Alyx: Julia Bilous

RWBY: Grimm Eclipse

Dr. Merlot: Sebastián Llapur

RWBY: Arrowfell

Amoncio Glass: Alfonso Grau

Hanlon Fifestone: Óscar Gómez

Bram Thornmane: Trujo

Olive Harper: Leslie Gil

Bianca Prisma: Cecilia Gómez

Roane Ashwood: Alicia Barragán

Ivy Thickety: Edurne Keel

Ruda Tilleroot: Jessica Ángeles

Minor characters introduced in Volume 1

Shopkeep: Eduardo Tejedo

Xiong Goons: Ricardo Mendoza “El Coyote, Carlo Vázquez

Cyril Ian: Víctor Ugarte

Lisa Lavender: Alondra Hidalgo

Police Officers: Daniel Lacy, Patricio Lago

Sailors: Marc Winslow, Noé Velázquez

White Fang Goon: David Bueno

Penny’s Driver: José Luis Miranda

Minor characters introduced in Volume 2

Tukson: Octavio Rojas

White Fang Lieutenant: Roberto Gutiérrez

“Deery”: Alicia Barragán

Perry: Arturo Castañeda

Councilman: Kevin Adrián

Minor characters introduced in Volume 3

Bolin Hori: José Antonio Macías

Nadir Shiko: Edson Matus

Brawnz Ni: Abraham Vega

Bartender: Carlos del Campo

Nebula Violette: Karla Falcón

Dew Gayl: Jessica Ángeles

Ciel Soleil: Camila Díaz Fraga

Amber: Ximena de Anda

Atlas Ship Captain: Víctor Hugo Aguilar

Minor characters introduced in Volume 4

Mayor: Alfredo Gabriel Basurto

Blacksmith: Jesús Ochoa

Dying Huntsman: Nando Estevané

Captain: Víctor Trujillo

News Reporters: Eduardo Fonseca, Sonia Casillas, César Costa

First Mate: Paulina García Casillas

Oscar’s Aunt: Kerygma Flores

Higanbana Waitress: Claudia Garzón

Businessman: José Luis Orozco

Businesswoman: Karina Altamirano

Henry Marigold: Emilio Treviño

Angry Businessman: Héctor Estrada

Trophy Wife: Ximena de Anda

Husband: Arturo Cataño

An Ren: Kerygma Flores

Kuroyuri Blacksmith: Alan Bravo

Boys: Luistio Comunica, Regina Blandón, Ana Layevska

Li Ren: Idzi Dutkiewicz

Mistral Pilot: Manuel Campuzano

Atlas Pilot: Hernán Bravo

Minor characters introduced in Volume 5

Mistral Pilot: Irene Jiménez

Menagerie Guards: Tatul Bernodat, Mark Pokora, Andrea Coto

Bartender: Víctor Covarrubias

Shay D. Mann: Esteban Desco

Sienna Khan: Lileana Chacón

Saber Rodentia: Ricardo Brust

Mata’s Mother: Gloria Obregón

Mata: Luis Fernando Orozco

Yuma: Bruno Coronel

Ramen Shop Owner: Ángel Mujica

Small Girl: Ivanna Corona

Trifa: Miriam Aceves

Mistral Police Captain: Rommy Mendoza

Minor characters introduced in Volume 6

Dee: Dan Osorio

Dudley: Alejandro Orozco

Mistral Woman: María Álcazar

Nubuck Guards: Raúl Solo

Red-Haired Woman: Rossy Aguirre

Terminal Soldier: Miguel Ángel Leal

Minor characters introduced in Volume 7

Drunk Mann: Raúl Aldana

Drinking Buddy: Héctor Emmanuel Gómez

Forest: Moisés Palacios

Fria: Isabel Martiñón

Councilman Sleet: Daniel del Roble

Councilwoman Camilla: Graciela Gámez

Minor characters introduced in Volume 8

Atlas Commander: Itatí Cantoral

Shovel Mom: Denisse Aragón

Disgruntled Grandmother: Diana Santos

Fiona’s Uncle: Gabriel Pingarrón

Crimson: José Luis Rivera

Madame: Rona Fletcher

Step-Sisters: Annie Rojas

Rhodes: Idzi Dutkiewicz

CCT Voice: Sonia Casillas

Minor characters introduced in Volume 9

Mouse Leader: Betzabé Jara

Townsperson: Kate del Castillo

Toy Soldiers: Ricardo Mendoza “El Coyote”, José Arenas, Ramón Bazet, Diego Becerril, Óscar Gómez

White Pawns: Cecilia Gómez, David Bueno, Enrique Cervantes, Ramón Bazet

Toy Guard: Roberto Carrillo

Hawker: Erick Selim

Teapot Lady: Maythe Guedes

Paper Pleasers: Iván Bastidas, Luis Carreño, Irwin Daayán, Gaby Cárdenas, Denisse Aragón

[jjungkooksthighs]

“Does a goddess thank her servant, my lady?” He raises a brow, turning them around so he can deposit her on the four-legged bench of black ashwood, its arms and body completely covered with the thick wool of sheep’s fur. He sets her down gingerly, as if she might fracture if he isn’t careful. When he’s sure that she’s safely sat on it, he takes her hand in his, bringing the back of it to his lips as he says, “Surely not. So, you need not thank me. I am simply treating you as you deserve to be treated.” His lips are so soft against her skin as he utters, “Like a deity. Like my divine queen.” He lays her hand on her lap, watching the subtle twitch of her fingers in her attempt to reach for him despite the ache that has seized her limbs from overuse. Though he’d been very meticulous in his massage of her earlier, the reminder of his roughness would remain for a few days. 

“Does a goddess thank her servant, my lady?” He asks, not really expecting a reply based on how the line makes her blush as he sets her down on the bench, the cool surface of the wood making her shiver in delight. “Surely not. So, you need not thank me. I am simply treating you as you deserve to be treated.” Surely not? She giggles a bit, thinking back to the contrasting behavior she was met with not so much an hour ago, the beautiful blemishes of red, purple, and blue blotting her skin enough proof of it. “Like a deity. Like my divine queen.” He completes, seeming to have caught on to her thoughts, for now, the smirk has returned to his face, determined to set her ablaze with how fucking hot he looks. Oh, what has she done to be worthy of being graced with such a beautiful mate, his heart so sincere and sweet it makes her melt at the very thought? As he moves her so she can sit more comfortably, he's oh so very gentle about it, as if scared the slightest movement could break her. Again, funny, isn't it? This man could snap her like a fucking twig, and yet, he chooses to worship her. To serve her, and to love her like no one ever has before. He moves with the grace of swans she'd been lucky enough to see waddle their way in the lake she'd so often spent time by near a clearing in the forest, the muscles in his arms and chest the very definition of strength and endurance, and yet.. he was here, tending to every little want and need of hers without so much as a frown on his face. He wanted to do this, for her. The muscles in his arms flex as he carries the water-laden earthen pot to the tub, the veins bulging deliciously as he sets it down on the white stone next to the tub before glancing at her one last time as if seeking her approval. All it takes is a simple nod of her head and a smile for him to turn the knob at the top of the cauldron, stepping away as the hot water spills into the tub, the steam warming the room as goosebumps trail their way up her arms at the sudden change in temperature. As if on command, he's kneeling in front of her on one knee, eyes swimming with concern and utter adoration for the girl sat before him, his hands enveloping her much smaller ones before he speaks. “What else do you desire, pretty girl?" He asks. She can't help the blush that creeps its way onto her face at the name, averting her gaze shyly, for she might c o m b u s t if not. "How else can I take care of my beautiful mate tonight and make her feel loved?” It isn't the way he words his sentences that make her heart swoon, rather, it's the sincerity that fuels them, as if ready to bring her the moon and the stars if asked. "There's nothing special for you to really do to make me feel loved, alpha." she giggles, pressing yet another kiss to his cheek in the utter devotion that fills her at the sight of him. "You do more than enough already." "And, truly speaking, you don't need to do anything for me to feel loved, alpha." she shakes her head as she pours her heart out to him. "Just.. stay by my side as you are." She leans down so she can be just an inch closer to him, her forehead now pressed against his, an act of complete trust and submission for the man in front of her. "You, alpha." She whispers, her hands now holding onto his for dear life. "That's all I need. That's all I want."

His lover gazes at him like he’s all that matters, her voice light and airy as she gives her answer to him. 

“You, alpha.” Her smaller hands thread more insistently through his own. “You’re all I want. You’re all I need.”

He rubs the tip of his nose against hers, that endless emotion in the depths of his being somehow deepening the longer he looks upon her. The longer that her words join the steam that has since filled the air as it becomes hazier with the spillage of it from the cauldron. 

Despite the fact that her speech is made quieter from the rawness of her throat, she still voices herself to him.

Despite the fact that her muscles have become sore and ache from how rough he’d taken her, she still tries to curl those little fingers around his.

Despite the fact that she usually would be looking away out of embarrassment, she does not.

Despite the fact that her typically shy self would be clamoring for any excuse for clothing right now, she does not.

She does it for him. To please him. 

Affection swirls in the pits of his being, and he faintly recalls the memory of her here, in this chamber, when he’d come back late from a hunt.

It had been the first night of her monthly bleeding, and she had been seized by a strong craving for rabbit.

So he’d waited until she’d fallen asleep in his arms on their bed, only leaving her side when he’d kissed her between her brows with the muscles there relaxing as if he’d dispelled her pain so she could turn to her dreams.

He’d been sure to tuck her into the nest of pelts and pillows she’d made earlier, mindful of the fact that she liked to make something of a cocoon for herself because of the heat and warmth that it provided. He’d left her a note by their beside, aware of the way she would worry if she woke and did not find her mate next to her where he belonged. 

He’d gone when the moon had been cresting the mountaintop in the distance and had returned the same hour, knowing that the longer that he remained away from her, the likelier it became that she would wake and discover his absence before immediately panicking. 

It had brought a smile to his face when that thought had found its way through his mind, the truth of it evident in the whines he’d hear whenever he left her side. 

When he had returned to their den with twelve rabbits tied around the leather belt he’d put on over his trousers, he had found their bed empty, its sole occupant recently departed based on the heady scent that had been left behind. 

It grew thicker and stronger with each step to their bathing chamber, and as soon as he’d turned into the hallway and followed the beams of golden light flickering along them all the way to the familiar figure in the bronze tub in the middle of the chamber, that sight had taken his breath away. 

She’d had her back turned to him, her hair held up with the large, golden clip he’d made and given to her after the Iaelia as part of a promise he’d made to be the one that would hold her up with the strength of the fire he’d fashioned it from.

The metal he’d chosen to have the same hue as his eyes glinted brightly in the firelight, the precious stones he’d set within its claws that gripped her hair glimmering as she had lathered herself in the warm water he’d left in the cauldron atop the slab of stone before the tub.

Its flow was slow as it fell from the lip of the cauldron he’d put atop of the slab after she’d been whimpering about pains in her lower abdominal area earlier. 

She had not just come to their bathing chamber.

She hadn’t wanted a bath earlier. Perhaps because she had wanted to eat something sweet instead. 

But when he’d found her in that tub, her hands running down her body as the water poured over her?

Simply breathtaking. 

And when she’d caught the whiff of his scent…oh, gods. How helpless he had become to his baser being when her head had turned, but only just, so she could give him a sideways glance with a whine on her lips. 

His body had begun to move without even thinking. 

“Very well,” he breathes in her air, “If it is me you desire, it is me you shall have.”

[bookmothic-dyke]

Date Bite - Starting Excerpt

Dead Girl Walking

Andromeda “Annie” Meadows, a day past twenty one, was a dead girl walking. And running. And chasing. And tearing out a guy’s jugular with her perfectly manicured nails. A pale blur of auburn curls, and ruddy teeth. Ripping and tearing. A whirl of bubblegum and blood, in a torn band-T.

Just a lot of red, and a hunter dead. 

So, Beatrice Baker, amateur cryptid-seeker, ran.

Sweat and emotion pour from her, in equal measure. Texts from her bandmates, Corri and Ines, flit in her pocket. Asking where she is, and how the scouting went. 

She ignores them.

The door, marked 402, slams shut, and latches with a click. As her back slides against it with a thud. Ashwood splinters, a broken stake, still digging into her palm. Sweat plastered strands of blonde, veil a mixture of panic and regret as her eyes flicker gold. Bitter bile lakers Beatrice’s tongue, as she catches her breath, and stumbles forward onto her mattress. Fingers unsteady. Pulling the still burning blunt from her pocket, staring at the empty ceiling of white, she takes in a hasty breath, and lets it go. 

“Smoking again?” It comes out as almost more of a statement than a question. As Annie Meadows, blood splattered band-t and borrowed denim jacket, crouches in the open sill. Chestnut curls dancing with the manilla curtains and pale weekend lights. Green eyes. Wide and deceptively doe-like, as they gleam in the dark. 

A vampire.

The enthralling image, the sharp grinned specter of Beatrice's best friend, breaks; as Annie falls onto the bed, bounces, rolls, and slams forehead first onto the floor, with a resounding thwack. “FUCK!”

[badass-at-fandoming]

Happy VtM FangFest24 Finale!

FINISHING ON A TIME TECHNICALITY!

My first eleven entries are here. It was absolutely wild to draw 22 portraits in a week, but I had fun. Big thank you to @fuckyeahlabynight for hosting this mega tarot-themed VtM FangFest! I'm looking forward to basking in everyone else's entries now that I can come up for air, haha.

Babbling about flower and character choices below the cut. Thanks to everyone who enjoyed the first post. Your Likes were encouraging!

Day 12 - Genina as Justice - With her role in the Haitian Independence, Genina was a natural fit for this card. She had a rough life, a rougher Embrace, and the roughest fledgling experience though, so her later misanthropy makes total sense. Her official art didn't make sense to me. Why is a woman of Ashanti descent depicted as a little white girl? Instead, Genina here looks like Amy Ashwood Garvey, an Ashanti activist. I chose thistle for the misanthropy it represents and the associated symbology for Scottish independence.

Day 13 - Nines Rodriguez as The Hanged Man - For much of VtMB, Nines is this card Reversed. The basil leaves ("I change in death") around him signify what forces Nines to change. After LaCroix's death, he surrenders to everyone's wishes and officially declares himself Baron. In LA by Night, we see him consider new perspectives on the Anarchs after Annabelle dies and hits the Kindred scene, and especially after Isaac leaves, and presumably dies to, the Beckoning. Him dating Ming Xiao is entirely self-indulgent :D

Day 14 - Andrew Emory as Death - Andrew's story deals a lot with change: unwanted or wanted. Each time he adapts and takes a level in badass. The daffodils mean the flipside of endings aka "new beginnings"

Day 15 - Fatima al-Faqadi as Temperance - Since the Baali curse, the Banu Haqim have hinged on this card and that balancing act has been passed on to Fatima. She walks it beautifully. The saffron stands for "beware of excess." Fatima's artists can't seem to decide if she's a hijabi or not. I drew her in a niqab because they're so cozy.

Day 16 - Lucita de Aragon as The Devil - I'm not trying to diss Lucita here--I love her!--but the struggles of the Devil card belong to her too, especially after leaving the Memory-Seekers. The mistletoe ("I surmount all obstacles") shows my confidence that she'll figure it out. The art continues my curly haired Lucita agenda and I don't think I've drawn her plain ol'smiling before. Variety! She contains multitudes!

Day 17 - Bjorn Garinson as The Tower - Bjorn is here because a) he's very chaotic and b) the key joke. If you know, you know. My condolences on knowing.

Day 18 - María Sandoza as The Star - Maria and the Sabbat Inquistion she leads have to grapple with trials the Star offers. She must continue her faith in the Inquistion and that what they're doing is right--despite that the Sabbat is what her icky sire wanted, and despite the temptation of the infernal powers. The flowers around her are alyssum for "worth beyond beauty" because everyone underestimates a pretty fifteen year old girl (until her shadows rip out your throat).

Day 19 - Anatole as The Moon - Totally impossible for me to not have a Malkavian for The Moon. Anatole looks more serious here because I was trying to capture the serious, oscillating nature of the card. The "message" meaning for the iris is one of hope. He'll get the message out, to the right people, at the right time.

Day 20 - Saulot as The Sun - The choice of Saulot is more of an in-joke. Saulot was in our Ancient Rome by Night game and one time he turned into a tiny sun to eradicate a demon. Still, Kindred look to this Clan founder as a source of positive healing, without realizing the heavy cost of that enlightenment or pondering if it's actually possible. The eglantine means "I wound to heal" and touches on this conundrum.

Day 21 - Theo Bell as Judgement - As one of the most active Camarilla Archons, Theo has had to make a lot of judgement calls. In v5, he finally has to judge what's good for him, leading to all the nuances of this card. The chestnut flowers around him stand for "do me justice," which the Camarilla hasn't done. Like Lucita, I drew him smiling and happy because a lot of art doesn't. He wears those baseball hats all the time. Does he have a favorite team? Does he watch baseball with Qadir? He must have smiled because his team won! At least once in his unlife!

Day 22 - Hazimel as The World - Hazimel is one of the most accomplished Ravnos in the entire Clan. Even if Hazimel himself hasn't traveled the world, his eyeball sure has. Having one eye closed is a tease--is he blinking, winking, or missing it? No, no he has his eye. The laurel stands for success and completion, after all. Just like this challenge!

[discordapples]

PT. 5 Boyish Thrills

Word count: 1.5k (6 mins read)

Characters: Sebastian Sallow, Livia Novik, Ominis Gaunt, Imelda Reyes, Grimes Ashwood.

Protective Sebastian. 🤩

Summary

Sebastian shows up at the dueling club with Livia Novik at his arm to make a statement. Things get heated when Imelda Reyes and Grimes Ashwood challenges them to a duel.

Read the fifth chapter below.

Sebastian | Hogwarts, Late August 1893.

Sebastian goes through three different shirts—all wrong. One with an unidentifiable stain, another with a fraying seam, the last with a missing button.

He has endeavored to tear his way through Ominis’ drawers when the door creaks open. Sebastian freezes, an ivory-colored dress shirt hanging from his fingers. 

“What are you doing rummaging through my drawers?” Ominis asks him. 

“You know, for a blind guy, you have eyes on the back of your head.” Sebastian points out. Ominis drops his stack of books on the desk. Sebastian reads from the spines: Navigating the Unseen, Advanced Incantations and Enigmatic Spells, Secrets of the Unspeakables. “You have big plans for the evening, I see.”

Ominis shrugs. “It’s this or listening to Grimes Ashwood’s sexual exploits during his visit to France. He’s making a group of third years blush enough to catch a fever.”

Sebastian raises a brow. “The only girl Ashwood fondled was his mother.”

“Then he got his stories from you,” Ominis retorts. “He’s very profuse in details.”

“I take it you won’t need your white dress shirts then?”

Ominis sits on his bed. “Where are you going that requires a mint white shirt?”

“I’m meeting the new girl for dueling club.”

Surprise etches lines on Ominis’ forehead. “You talked to her?”

“I was curious to know what the fuss was all about.”

“And?”

Sebastian sheds his jumper, the ghost of a smile playing on his lips. “I wasn’t disappointed.”

Ominis has lost interest in his dusty books. They lay, closed and forgotten, on the desk. “What does she look like?”

The silk of Ominis’ shirt glides over Sebastian’s shoulders. “Black hair, long enough to twine a few times around your fist. Green eyes that scan you for a crack she can slide her nail in. Lips I’d part with two fingers. A tongue that lashes like a whip. A way with words that would have you lose your Parseltongue.”

“It seems you studied her more than you have herbology these past seven years.”

“Let’s just say she’s a breath of fresh air. No pun intended.” He finishes to button his (Ominis’) shirt, then snags his cloak from its peg. “And I’m late.”

“You know Imelda will be there tonight, right?”

“Oh, really?” Sebastian says in his feigned ignorance. “I had no idea.”

“You’re a jerk, you know that?”

“She gave me a challenge. ‘I can be petty, too, Sebastian Sallow’. I’m just raising to the task.”

“Or proving her right,” Ominis suggests.

“Regardless,” Sebastian drawls, “I will have Livia Novik at my arm and Reyes will have nothing but her despicable scowl.”

“Enjoy, then.”

Sebastian stops inches from the door, a sudden pang of guilt spearing through his stomach. “Do you want to join?”

Ominis angles his face to him, his milk-white pupils glinting with awareness. “And be the third wheel? I’d rather listen to Grimes recount his bedroom escapades.”

“Suit yourself.”

Leaving Ominis to his stodgy tomes, Sebastian leaves his dorm. Wall torches have a sickly tinge to them and they flutter at his passage while he makes for the common room.

On his way to the door, he meets with Imelda’s incandescent stare and notches the arrow of a smirk, letting it fly without impunity. 

The last thing he catches in the tail-end of his eye is her knuckles blanching with anger.

* * *

Livia Novik wears silk and a hint of rouge on her lips. Her evening bodice is frilled with lace and embroidered with satin stitch. The long oil-black strand of braided hair curves around her right breast.

Sebastian has to wrestle with his own brain, not look downwards to the straight line shadows gouge inside her chemise. “Are all Winter College students this well nipped?” He asks her as they scroll past the Fawkes statue. 

“What do you think we wear in Ukraine, Sebastian Sallow? Furs?”

“I’m only concerned you’ll singe that luxurious silk shirt in the arena.”

Her heads whips to him. “I never said I’d duel.”

Mirth tugs at his lips. “Not one for getting your hands dirty, uh? It’s okay, Livia Novik, I can work my wand for the both of us.”

Her viridian eyes roam to his chest, shaping a plume of warmth beneath his ribs. “And ruin this pristine dress shirt? Merlin forbid.”

“Oh, this rag?” He sneers. “Don’t worry about it. We, Slytherins, are provided with the richest fabrics.”

A smile plays on her lips. “When you can avoid the mobs of rats that inhabit the dungeons nibbling right through them, it must be a sight to behold.”

As a quartet of Hufflepuff students walks by, he presses a hand in the small of Livia’s back, forcing her to queue in front of him. The touch alone sends tingles trepanning into his backbone. “You’re a delight to speak with,” he derides, inching beside her as soon as the flock has gone past. “Always with the comeback that knifes right into your gut.”

“Going from bully to victim in the span of a heartbeat, you are quite the comedian, Sebastian Sallow.”

He cannot say why, but the back-and-forth thrills him. It’s a tug of war that fills him with the apprehension of the next blow; it knits shivers on his nape and curls into his loins. It takes no more for him to imagine this sharp tongue of hers swirling around his tip as he feeds her his length, and even if he’d fill her mouth to the hilt, he knows her mind would bubble with her next taunts.

But the drone of nearby activity shatters right through his phantasm, and Livia’s eyes spark aglow with a shade Sebastian has not seen on her yet. 

Excitement?

If he guided her through Hogwarts’ corridors before, he is now reduced to dog her as she darts towards the sound of hurling spells. 

They come to the clock tower entrance where the heat of an encounter blusters over them.

A faceless crowd clumps around Eric Northcott and Constance Dagworth, both busy chucking sorceries at each other.

The room is aflame with blue and green hues. 

Interjections pulse through the throng of spectators with each movement of the wand.

Livia cleaves through the mob, and Sebastian follows closely. At last, Livia stops her course when she reaches the first row, and Sebastian presses next to her. 

Amidst the funk of sweat and the nitrous scent of spells, he can decipher the notes of blackcurrant and vanilla emanating from her neck. 

She is so close, he can sense every swish of silk against her skin, the shape of her wand in the pocket of her skirt. 

He leans within earshot as Northcott disarms his Ravenclaw opponent in one swift motion, sending Constance grinding against the floor with a humph. “Are we still just spirit animals and a lick of color to you?” 

He takes the curl of Livia's lip as a small victory, even if she keeps her eyes trained on the two contenders. Riling the crowd, Northcott throws his arms in the air. A sonorous roar shivers through the body of students while Dagworth crawls to her wand, unbeknownst to her opponent, before yelling: “Petrificus totalus!”

Northcott’s muscles knot with inertia. His lips are still frozen in a triumphant smile, even though his pupils are dilated with horror.

Slowly—excruciatingly—he cataracts forward with no arm left to break his fall. 

His nose gives a sickening crack and blood gushes out, raining on the porous stones below. 

The cheering dies out, but the second Dagworth gives an arrogant bow, it picks back up. 

Sebastian’s palm furls around Livia’s shoulder. “Welcome to Hogwarts, Livia Novik.”

“How cute.”

Imelda’s voice is glass against Sebastian’s eardrums. He whirls around to see her standing right behind them, in Grimes Ashwood’s shadow. 

“Reyes. Ashwood.” Sebastian drawls with contempt. “This is Livia Novik. Livia, this is Imelda Reyes and Grimes Ashwood.”

Imelda crosses her arms before her chest, a brow vaulting. “So, you’re the one everyone’s fawning over?” She doesn’t allow Livia a thought in edge wise. “Social clout is fickle. No point getting used to it.”

“Don’t worry,” Livia retorts. “I won’t commandeer the flotsam you’re desperately holding onto.”

The repartee paints a pink flush over Imelda’s cheeks and it is utterly ruddied by the laugh Sebastian sheds whole-heartedly. 

Grimes spares no thoughts to Imelda’s mangled ego. Instead, he steps closer, his blue eyes aglow. He extends his arm as if to beckon Livia to clutch it. “It’s nice of Sallow to have escorted you to me. I’ll take it from here.”

Livia doesn’t move, and Sebastian beams with arrogance. “Are you a little rusty, Ashwood? Ominis heard you in the common room slather your summer conquests about a bunch of third years. Judging by your own accounts, your charms should be in mint condition, so what’s the matter?”

Grimes is white-knuckled, his wand itching to spill its venom, and the words he bites out confirm what Sebastian guessed. “Duel me, Sallow.”

“With pleasure.”

Livia inches closer, and Sebastian can almost taste the electricity coursing through her limbs. “Duel me too. I ache to be given a proper Hogwarts welcome.”

Imelda sheds a derisive scoff. “Then let us serve you one, new girl.”

[stickybonesdupree]

i didnt know they let terrorist in here

when the white woman spit at my uncle at the mls game in nashville and i was 5 we only have around 7 people in the family wearing turbans and no one in my generation does i want to go get my grandpas turbans from his closet at the ashwood house and keep them starched. i know i said i was leaving nashville for good when i saw him get cremated but i have to now and i have to find our cassette

[the-fiction-witch]

Bedrooms P2

Media Doctor Who

Character Doctor (The 11th)

Couple Doctor X Lyla Ashwood (Reader Companion)

Rating Smut

Reader (Lyla Ashworth) - Current Companion

Finally, after many hours of tedious work, the Doctor had finally finished fixing up the panel. He stood from below the panel and wiped the sweat from his face, looking exhausted but proud of his work. He then began his walk back up to the main floor of the interior, hoping to get a breather as this time he truly needed a well-earned break.

The Doctor's hands were still stained with the oil from the panel, but he didn't care. They would have to remain stained until he could get the chance to wash them. For now, his priority was taking a shower, changing, and resting up in his room. He was exhausted after spending hours and hours working on the panel, but he was glad to finally be done with it. He made his way to his room, still covered in sweat and dirtier than before.

when he arrives to his rarely used room he is breifly taken back by the darkness, the blue flame fire burning gently, and the body of Lyla in his bed. She had kicked off her boots leaving them half fallen by the door, removed her blue dress it left in a pile beside the bed as well as her white cotton bra left discarded on the floor leaving her with her hair scattered about her, her body laid on its side, in only her long black shirt and her white panties with the blue sheets over her

The Doctor was surprised to see Lyla in his bed upon his return. She had apparently decided to take a nap sooner than he had anticipated, and here she was, in his room. The Doctor could not help but stare at her for a minute or two, taking in the sight before him. She looked absolutely gorgeous, and the Doctor couldn't resist but stare.

As he stared at her, he felt himself become a bit weak in the knees upon seeing her beautiful curves and her sleeping peacefully under the blue sheets. The Doctor wanted to wake her up, to talk and flirt and have fun. But looking at her while she was asleep was incredible. He decided to do something daring.

The Doctor approached the bed slowly and carefully, stepping lightly as to not make any noise. He sat next to her on the bed, his eyes wandering down her body and admiring her beautiful shape. He wanted to reach out to her, to touch her, but he didn't want to wake her up. He decided to wait till she woke up naturally, leaned forward slowly in order to study her face more closely. She looked so vulnerable while she was asleep. She seemed so much more innocent and sweet as well, which intrigued him even more. Her long hair fell loosely on her face, her breath gently moving up and down. Her face was gorgeous but he couldn't take his eyes off her lips; they looked so beautiful and sexy.

The Doctor looked down at her now exposed bare legs and could feel his hearts begin to race as he saw what he had in front of him. That was when he realized what he wanted to do, what he needed to do. The Doctor wanted to take advantage of how deep in sleep she was and use it to do something that he had been wanting for quite some time now.

The Doctor leaned forward slowly, his hands beginning to move, but it was slow and careful to avoid waking her up. His fingers eventually reached her thighs as his grip began to get rougher, he could not resist the temptation of how exposed she was…

The Doctor leaned forward a bit more, his hands now just slightly above her thighs, his eyes never leaving hers. The way she was sleeping was such a turn on, it was almost too good to be true. It was as if God had given him the perfect setup for this moment. He couldn't resist touching her, it was too enticing.

Lyla gently stirred but was too deep in sleep to wake as he took used her thighs her legs slightly rubbing together absentmindedly in reaction to his touch

The Doctor's hands began to rub and massage her thighs as he gently stroke them, her legs moving a bit and rubbing together as she shifted slightly. He wanted to push her towards sleep for a bit longer. He wanted to use this to his advantage to explore her further, to take her slowly. She was already so cute in the way that she was now, but he wanted to see what else lied underneath those tight panties of hers.

The Doctor leaned even closer to her as he started to move his hands higher, his gaze never leaving her face. He kept looking into her dark eyes as he slowly moved his hands higher, moving them towards her hips as he started to explore her body. He was careful in his movements, taking it slow so that he could explore every inch of her. He wanted to enjoy this as much as possible, and so far it was exactly what he needed.

he stroked her hips and she gently moved onto her back in her sleep which only helped him as now she was at a perfect angle for his advantage, his hands stroked her tight thin cotton white panties with small painted blue flowers, his fingers twisted around the elastic and tug them slowly down, she seems to react to the temperature change with a stir and a grumble but nothing more, now her most sensitive place is exposed to him looking just as perfect as he had devilishly imagined

The Doctor was a little surprised at how responsive she was to his touch, although he assumed it was more so due to her deep sleep. Once her panties were down, the Doctor had a very clear view of her. He was shocked at how smooth she was, and he couldn't help but notice the amount of pleasure she seemed to feel when he touched her gently her sweet folds already glistening with pleasure and trembling with anticipation. All of his previous intentions from prior to the room now disappeared, and all he wanted to do was explore her more. He couldn't resist.

The Doctor was almost entranced, he was speechless and his hearts was racing. This was exactly what he had wanted; she was right there, exposed, unconscious, at his mercy and he could do whatever he wanted. He felt the urge to touch her, to make her feel good, and he was almost helpless against the urge. His hands moved slowly up towards her breasts, caressing them softly and feeling his heart beat as his hearts pounded in his chest.

he touched her soft breasts though her cotton shirt they reacted and responded in his hands almost made for his grip, her nipples harden in response to the sensation of his touch and she still lays completely asleep

The Doctor's hands continued to move in a slow and even way as he caressed her breasts. He was amazed at the sensation and her response, it was so incredibly good. Her soft breasts felt so nice to the touch and he couldn't get enough of them. He was taking it slow for now, enjoying her reactions and teasing her a bit as he slowly moved his hands around her body. He couldn't help but feel aroused and a little bit excited. He wanted this moment to continue…

The Doctor's hands went around her nipples now, he was still making his movements slow, enjoying her reaction to his touch. The way she laid was perfect. She was exposed to him, unconscious to everything except his touch, and she was reacting positively to it even in her sleep. Her nipples were hard and her breath was slow, her body was beginning to heat up as a result of his

Lyla gasps and gently whines at the sensation of her nipples being touched through her shirt her hips absentmindedly squirm as do her feet

The Doctor noticed her hips and feet squirming as a result of the touch, her body reacting positively seemed to be turning him on more and more. He couldn't help but take a second to look at her body, her hips moving and her feet too, it was very sexy. His hands kept moving and he took more pleasure in seeing her react this way. He was getting very aroused and he just couldn't stop.

she continued little whines and gentle moans still deep in her sleep, for a second her back arches from the bed "Doctor…" she muttered clearly dreaming unaware all he was doing to her was real,

When she murmured his name his hearts raced and his breath caught. This was the moment he had been waiting for. He loved the way her body was moving and the sounds she was making while asleep, but hearing her utter his name did it for him as well. He was filled with such excitement and passion, he wanted more.

The Doctor could not take it anymore. It felt so good to him, the way she was responding and the sounds she was uttering. Her body was arching and squirming a bit on the bed and it was incredible. He wanted to wake her, to tell her just how much he wanted her, but he could not resist the feeling he was feeling at this moment. His hands moved deliberately to touch her rubbing on her nipple and on her clit to ensure she was getting as much pleasure as he could give her, and his touch became more aggressive,

Lyla squirmed more and began moaning more continuously her body reacting to him more and more

The Doctor could not take it anymore after hearing the continuous moaning. His whole body felt warm and flushed and he could feel his breathing begin to speed up a bit. The sound of her moaning as a result of his touch was such a turn-on, the Doctor wanted more of it. He couldn't help but increase the speed of his touch to match her level of moaning. He was enjoying this way too much and he didn't want it to end.

The Doctor felt like he was in heaven. Her moans were increasing and her body was responding positively to everything he was doing. The more excited she got, the more he found himself wanting to keep going on. The feeling of her squirming and the noises she was making were incredibly pleasurable. The Doctor wanted to continue until he just couldn't go any longer, but he had one last thing on his mind before they got to that point.

The Doctor's hands continued to move around her body in that slow and deliberate way he had been doing, but now his touch was much more assertive and he could hear her moaning more clearly and often. The sounds of her moans were so incredibly sexy to the Doctor, and he wanted to get her to that peak where she felt the most pleasure. He wanted to see her cum for him, the thought of that was so appealing right now.

Lyla squealed as his hand moved her body reacting so openly without embarrassment or concern given her sleepy state until she reached her peak and orgasm squealing his name as her hips rose off the bed her head thrown back before suddenly collapsing against the bed

As the Doctor heard her call his name it was a big turn-on for him so much he bit his lip watching her. The way her hips raised off the bed and her head was thrown back was incredible. As she hit her peak and her orgasm, he couldn't help but smile and feel proud of himself. He had brought her there and he was filled with so much pleasure from her reactions. He had succeeded in something he wanted to try for a little while now, and he was pretty pleased with the result. He wanted her so badly now, he could barely resist.

she gasped, her body sweaty and tried, as her eyes slowly fluttered open meeting him over her seeming shocked but too tired to really respond

The Doctor could not stop himself from smiling when her eyes slowly opened and she met his gaze. He was so excited to see how she reacts now that she was fully awake. But he could see in the look of her eyes that she was still confused and exhausted. The Doctor could not help but feel pride in what he had just done, she just didn't realize it yet.

"Good morning Lyla…" He said in his usual cheery and playful tone, he wanted to tease her a little more.

"Morning Doctor… How uhh… How long have you been here?" She gasped

The Doctor couldn't help but smirk when he heard her ask how long he had been there.

"A while…" He replied back in his cheery and playful voice, he was playing along with her. He wondered if she would realize just how long he had been there, and the things that he had done to her while she was deep in her sleep.

she gasped still and glanced down at herself turning white to notice her shirt up, her panties down, hee body horny and glowing in its post climax state "o-oh my god.."

The Doctor could not help but smile more when he saw her reaction. It was exactly the way he had been anticipating her to react. The way her body was exposed and the glow on her skin was a perfect indication of just how much she had enjoyed what he had done.

"It looks like you've noticed…" He said with playful teasing tone in his voice.

"…uhhh….yeah…" She choked out "di-di-did you?"

The Doctor chuckled in response to her stuttering. She was adorable but it was time that she learned just how much he had really done. So he finally gave her a direct answer.

"I did…"

"uuuuuuuhhh… Okay… Why?"

The Doctor laughed a little before answering with a smirk. "Because I wanted to."

[armenianwriterman]

So as you all have probably seen by now, in the other day during the RWBY Roundtable, CRWBY have mentioned that there is gonna be over 100 characters (!) in volume 10. Therefore, I have decided to list all the characters by how likely they are to appear here based on their appearances in the books or otherwise guessing.

Definitely: Arlsan Altan, Blake Belladonna, Bolin Hori, Cinder Fall, Coco Adel, Dew Gayl, Elm Ederne, Emerald Sustrai, Fiona Thyme, Fox Alistair, Gwen Darcy, Harriet Bree, Jaune Arc, Joanna Greenleaf, Klein Sieben, Lie Ren, Maria Calavera, Marrow Amin, May Marigold, Mercury Black, Nadir Shiko, Nebula Violette, Neptune Vasilias, Nolan Porifino, Nora Valkyrie, Octavia Ember, Oscar Pine, Ozpin, Pietro Polendina, Qrow Branwen, Reese Chloris, Robyn Hill, Ruby Rose, Sage Anaya, Salem, Scarlet David, Sun Wukong, Theodore, Tyrian Callows, Velvet Scarletina, Weiss Schnee, Whitley Schnee, Willow Schnee, Winter Schnee, Xanthe Rumpole, Yang Xiao Long, Yatsuhashi Daichi

Possible: Ambrosius, Argento Pocoron, August Caspian, Bertilak Celadon, Bianca Prisma, Camilla, Carmine Escalados, Ciel Soleil, Curious Cat, Edward Caspain, Flynt Coal, Ghira Belladonna, Gillian Austrias, "Green", Henry Marigold, Ilia Amitola, Ivori, Ivy Thickety, Jabberwalker, Jinn, Kali Belladonna, King of Vale, Kobalt, Little, Neon Katt, Neopolitan, Olive Gashley, Penny Polendina (Yep still got my clown shoes on here), Raven Branwen, Roane Ashwood, Rosa Schewin, Ruda Tilleroot, Slate, Summer Rose, Taiyang Xiao Long, Umber Gorgoneion, Zwei

Unlikely: Adam Taurus, Adrian Cotta-Arc, Amber, Amonico Glass, An Ren, Arrastra Skye, Arthur Watts, Asher Mora, Atlas Pilot, Bartholomew Oobleck, Bram Thornmane, Brawnz Ni, Captain, Cardin Winchester, Carmel Vanille, Caroline Cordovin, Clover Ebi, Corsac Albain, Dee, Deery, Dove Bronzewing, Dudley, Fenix Nemean, Fennec Albain, First Mate, Forest, Fria, Glynda Goodwitch, God of Darkness, God of Light, Hanlon Fifestone, Hazel Rainart, Higanbana Waitress, Jacques Schnee, James Ironwood, Jax Austrias, Jimmy Vanille, Junior Xiong, Leonardo Lionheart, Li Ren, Lil Miss Malachite, Lisa Lavender, Mata, May Zedong, Melanie Malachite, Merlot, Miltia Malachite, Nicholas Schnee, Nubuck Guards, Olive Harper, Perry, Peter Port, Pyke Rite, Pyrrha Nikos, Rhodes, Roman Torchwick, Roy Stallion, Russel Thrush, Saber Rodentia, Saphron Cotta-Arc, Shay D Mann, Shion Zaiden, Shopkeep, Sienna Khan, Sky Lark, Sleet, The Hound, Tock, Trifa, Tukson, Vernal, Vine Zeki, White Fang Lieutenant, Yuma

[bloodwiine]

CHARACTER BASICS

Birth Name: Celestine Coldwell Alias/Goes By: Celeste Hotland Nickname: Essie Age: twenty-eight Gender: demi woman Pronouns: she & them Ethnicity: white Nationality: Veritean Education: School on the island Occupation: Personal Trainer ( co owner of Skulls & Barbells ) Hometown: Ravenwyck Current location: The Rogue Pack & Oasis Isle Species: Hybrid ( wixen / lycanthrope ). Written Aesthetics: muffled screams into a pillow, do no harm but take no shit, tangled up earbuds, underlooked until you get them to open up & dark mornings

trigger warning: tba

CHARACTER APPEARANCE 

Face Claim: Florence Pugh Height: 5'4" / 1.62 Hair Colour: blonde Eye Colour: green Dominant Hand: right Distinguishing Features: a scar from where she was bitten, full lips, dark eyebrows, defined cheekbones,

SUPERNATURAL EXTRAS 

Abilities: strengths: they still have the ability of telekinesis, though it's mostly with objects, basic spell casting + resistance to injuries, shapeshifting weaknesses: silver, wolfsbane, loss of control ( impacts both sides ), ashwood & easily drained/exhausted, especially after and around the full moon Have you always been aware of your abilities?: My wixen abilities, yes, though I certainly hadn't expected to become a half lycanthrope. Favorite Magical Items: Though it doesn't necessarily hold a lot of value, there's a trinket that I was given by my grandmother, along with one of the families many grimoires and they're some of the only things I still have from the family. Not that my parents are aware of this. What supernatural creature is your character most scared of?: Before, it was simply my parents but now after being bitten and finding out just how many enemies he has, it's not as simple as being a creature. Though I am a bit weary of vampires. Who or what would they die for? Their siblings and the rogue pack. Does your character fight or flee? Fight, for the most part.

PERSONALITY

Positive Traits: self-sufficient, generous, patient, diligent & resilient Negative Traits: repentant, deceitful, manipulative, reckless, cynical & impulsive Neutral Traits: creative, assertive, practical, tactful, analytical & flexible Goals/desires: protecting her siblings / new pack, accepting her new self, maintaining her humanity Fears: parents / old coven, her new self, being alone, darker impulses, dark magic Hobbies: music, writing, fashion & style, partying, socializing Habits: strong work ethic, substance abuse, escapism, running fingers through hair, chewing on bottom lip, putting their feet up on surfaces

CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT Q’S

QUESTION ONE: were you born on the island, if so, what kind of curiosities do you have about the world beyond? if you weren’t, what do you miss about the world outside veritas isles? 

I was, yes. I definitely wonder what life would be like if I had access to the outside world and was able to travel with the band and play music around the globe. I'd also love to experience some of the bands I enjoy live.

QUESTION TWO: what is your favorite part about the island? 

My apartment, it has been a place that has been all my own for years and the one place that I've always managed to find solitude in. It was one of the few places my parents didn't know about and still don't, fortunately.

QUESTION THREE: if your character is supernatural, do they fear humans? if human, do they fear the supernatural? 

They do not fear humans, they find them fascinating and sometimes, truthfully, she thinks her life would be easier if she was born a human.

QUESTION FOUR: share a fun headcanon or fact about your character! this doesn’t have to be long, just something to introduce us to your character! 

Being raised a Coldwell was never easy and despite having found her own joys and niches in the world, she definitely struggled with it. Though she did her best to keep her parents off her radar and happy, all that blew up in her face when she was bitten by a werewolf four months ago turning her into a hybrid. She is still very much adjusting to the change.

ADDITIONAL HEADCANON

tba.

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

exes

current flings

best friends

close friends she still has from the coven

people she's using for intel on the coven

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Exadia Lore Remake Masterlist

Dividers by cafekitsune

Part I: Dynasties Part II: Trientalis borealis Part III: Activism and riots Part IV: Cataclysms

...and I shall rule this world with loyalty to the people, honouring the sacrifices of the past, and to resist any potential threats to Exadia. I recognise that failure to ensure the safety of my people means that I must step down from my position.

One of Exadia's oaths for swearing in new leaders. The oath shown is only a rough draft.

Notes about Exadia:

Language & accent is a hybrid of Mandarin and Thai

Indigenous Exadials live on the coastlines and non-indigenous reside in the large cities (Rinmao, Xueqi, Kuraizhuo and Ashwood)

The economy is above average compared to some other worlds & wealthy

Education is good - Black Ridge University is one of the most prestigious schools in the world

Currency is known as "Exadial Lotus"

The universal flower is a lotus

The universal animal is a wolf

Universal colours are purple, white and black

Clothing style varies but alternative fashion is often trending in the cities whilst traditional clothing is worn by the Indigenous

The government is Democratic but currently governed by the military until further notice

Galaxy Court is the equivalent of the US White House and The Sanctuary of Orion is similar to the US Supreme Court

The military faction originating from Exadia is known as "Trientalis Borealis" (or "Starflower"). Trientalis Borealis is directed by Nyxien R. Blackstar, a former federal agent of the Astral Intelligence Agency (a sort of hybrid of FBI and CIA)

Exadia is inclusive of queer, disabled, and neurodivergent folk- especially worldwide.

Exadia has no ban and no limitations on abortion. Birth control is also easily accessible

Mental Health and other medical needs are free here, including HRT access and detailed screening for any health concerns.

All medical records are private and can only be accessed via search warrants. Parents cannot view their children's medical records without the doctor's consent. For 16+, voluntary consent from the patient is needed. If, for any reason, the patient presents discomfort in their family's presence for medical needs, the doctor is entitled to remove the family members from the room(s).