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Lioness with crown tattoo
Let’s go through a few common lion tattoo designs, what they represent, and how they may be interpreted by an onlooker. In addition to the main meanings behind lion tattoos, there are often supplementary traits entwined in these tattoos. Maybe you want a tattoo to represent your family and a lion’s pride resonates with you and your offspring. When you start to look at inspiration for your lion tattoo, think about why you’re drawn to this particular animal.ĭo you admire their hunting prowess, or is it more about the regality of a male lion bathing in the sun? Lion tattoos can be interpreted in many different ways depending on their look and feel. It symbolizes Jesus’ sacrifice and courage.īut before Jesus- the lion was the symbol of Judah, the ancient Israelite tribe. The tattoo meaning of the lion is a powerful religious symbol for Christians all over the world. Who better for the lion to symbolize than Christ himself? The lion is not a traditional Aztec tattoo, however, if there were lions in Mesoamerica, the tattoo would have likely symbolized the strength of a warrior. Chinese Lion Tattoo MeaningĬhinese lion tattoos, also called Foo Dogs, have long manes that appear to be blowing in the wind along with massive fangs. The lion tattoo is a symbol of courage, royalty, leadership, strength, and ferocity. In cultures across the world, the mighty lion is known for its courage and roar, and by getting inked with a lion, you’re honoring your own personal power. You might not be able to think of yourself as a brave, fearsome warrior, but you can definitely get a lion tattoo that symbolizes your strength.īeing the leader of the animal kingdom, the lion represents bravery and leadership. Ferocity: Have you overcome something in your life that many others couldn’t face? Hone in on your dominance and fierceness with a lion tattoo that demands strength.If you want to emphasize this, a lion tattoo asserts being one with nature while ruling the land. Royalty: The lion is the king of his domain.If you have a lion tattoo, you will not back down from danger. The lion stands up for himself and defines what is means to be courageous. Courage: A lion tattoo can be meaningful to someone who feels like they don’t have a voice.The lion in Buddhism symbolized the battle between good and evil as well as the balance between them. Protection: Especially when talking about the lioness, the lion is a protector of its pride.Let’s find out by exploring the tattoo meanings behind lion tattoos and what they mean to the people who wear them. It’s a tattoo designed to depict the bearer as an alpha male, someone bold and unapologetic. The most obvious of the meanings behind a lion tattoo would surely be that of power and masculinity. Lions have a very clear and precise meaning when depicted as tattoos pride, power, strength, protection, and courage all jump to mind, but below we delve deeper into what these mean in the tattoo community. Some people like to get creative with lion tattoos, giving them a more abstract artistic look. That said, some hints of color can give your tattoo piece an individual touch. Many people choose to get their lion tattoo in black & grey or with a golden, sepia tone. They are typically drawn in a portrait tattoo style to capture all of the beautiful details. One of the more common tattoos done by artists, lion tattoos have strong meanings like ferocity and protection.
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Practicing my hand control and finishing up a client's stencil.... #lioness #drawing #stencil #tattoo #art #crown #royalty #foot #skinart https://www.instagram.com/p/CfVTXedNTOz/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Steddie Soulmate Mark AU Prompt(w/ trans Eddie)
I want one of those soulmate AUs where people have like moving animal tattoos to represent their other half. They start off as baby animals and grow as their soulmate grows. And their tattoos are able to move onto their soulmates skin through touch and thats why shaking hands is important to tell if the animal will go onto the others skin.
And Steve is born and he thinks he has this little black snake that is his soulmate. Its cute and loves to dance along his shoulders and curl around his neck like a necklace. His parents tell him that snakes mean his soulmate is gonna be a little ruthless, a little cold blooded, but a lot determined.
As he reaches puberty though the snake unfurls and low and behold is actually a little wyvern dragon that has kept its wings and legs curled tight to its body through adolescence. It's horns start to grow into a beautiful curled crown on its head and it's scales remain all black except on the underside of its wings where there are spatterings of white, pink, and blue scales that look like stars against the dark.
But mythical creature marks come with a lot of superstitious belief like his soulmate will be crazy or a murderer or something along those lines. That his soulmate just isn't right.
His parents are pissed when they see it, and tell him he is better off without his soulmate because people represented by fantasy creatures are just going to be trouble for him.
And so Steve sleeps around and becomes a king among teenagers but he still secretly loves his little dragon. Knows his soulmate is beautiful and majestic and ignores when anyone jeers at him that he has a some crazy girl out there waiting for him in an asylum.
His dragon likes to show off and be seen, no matter how much he gets teased for having it, and will splay out on his chest with wings spread to preen any time he has his shirt off. The dragon likes to puff fire and smoke out whenever his soulmate is angry, and will curl around his heart when his soulmate is sad. Steve loves his dragon and even though they have a bad reputation, the other kids love it because its different.
When he learns monsters are very much real, he thinks that if someone is really bad then their mark would surely be a demagorgon. Ugly and vile and terrifying. It solidifies in his mind that his dragon can't possibly be what all the books say.
He thinks for sure Nancy has to be his dragon. She's fiery, determined, beautiful. She's not and the little bird she has won't go onto his skin and his dragon wants nothing to do with Nancy in turn. He is disappointed but falls in love with her all the same. His heart still gets broken when she tells him its all bullshit.
He thinks Robin too might be his dragon. She's smart, funny, playful. But then Russians drug them and she's sure as hell not into men when she shows him her own mark which is very clearly a female lion. He gets a Best friend and she tells him that she thinks his dragon is beautiful and so the person it belongs to has a beautiful soul.
But then Steve gets to thinking, because he's never seen someone with an animal so clearly the same gender as they are like Robin and her lioness. Hes only ever known people around him with the opposite like Carol and her male peacock for Tommy. He doesn't even know how to tell if his dragon is a boy or a girl and that confuses him more because he never even thought to look at boys and try to imagine them as his dragon. Wonders if maybe he should start.
Then In a boathouse scared for his life and with a bottle pressed against his throat, his beautiful dragon curls around his neck and then slides so easily across his skin onto Eddie Munsons hand.
Turns out his dragon doesn't mean anything bad or awful, it just means Eddie wasn't really born in the right body but his soul is represented just the way it was supposed to be. Magical and loud and beautiful.
Steve's soul animal could be whatever but I always figured he would be like a golden retriever. Because I mean. Look at that boy. And Eddie would be so confused that he got just such an ordinary animal because there's no way he would ever end up with a golden retriever boyfriend right?
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Hi! I'm a bit embarrassed to send you this but…😳I love this type of games! 🥰
2, 14 🌻🤍
Hi! Don't be embarrassed, always feel free to send an ask 🥰❤️ And I love those ask games too, thank you so much for your ask! ☺️🌻
2. what was your first tattoo?
Cersei's quote "I'm a lioness. I will not cringe for them." on my left forearm 5 years ago, but this baby is a bit fading away 🥲 Here's a picture of it:
14. do all of your tattoos have meaning?
Well, I guess yes. My first one is for Cersei and to remind me to not give up. And the second one, a crown with a hand, is for Jaime and Cersei with Jaime's last words because they inspire me a lot, like I gained so much knowledge on Photoshop because of them but also and mostly, I started writing in a foreign language. I've spent time writing long answers to people on here but I also wrote full and fleshed out fics, something I never thought I'd be capable of (I'm not saying they are the best tho lmao but my anxiety about my writing has dwindled a lot). And I also made some of the best of friends. Some might find it absurd to have a tattoo for a ship, but this fandom is a part of me so I wanted it on my skin.
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I shake my head. “No that’s ok… Prosecco sounds perfect” i mumble smiling , I giggle as you lift me up straddling your lap as you sit me down letting out a soft moan as you mention a cheeseburger and fries. “Mmm that sounds great actually…” I say as my dress split reveals some skin on my thigh on one side, revealing a huge thigh tattoo of a lioness with a flower crown around its head. I felt a shock go straight for my core as you said that your voice going lower as you do. Biting my lip as you say that and nodding my lips forming a little bit of a smirk. “Well you could just order me the same, ohhh and maybe like a really small pizza” I say chuckling know you won’t judge as you love your food almost as much as I do “…but won’t you be missed down at your party ? It’s a big night for you” i say as I place the menu down holding onto your shoulders adjusting my dress as l get comfortable feeling a slight bulge against one of my thighs but not mentioning it just yet. - Amy rose anon 🌹
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“Well, we could make that a mostly large pizza since pizza sounds good too,” Jungkook hummed, lazily stroking your thigh, his fingers tracing the flower crown of your lioness tattoo. How strong and beautiful, perfect for you. He placed the order for room service. “And please place them just inside the entrance of the suite, in the sitting room. I require privacy,” he instructed them, the ghost of a smirk playing on his Cupid bow lips as he boldly kept eye contact. He knew very well that you could feel his growing arousal, there was no hiding that. “Hmm, don’t worry about that…” he assured you. “It’s mostly for the benefit of the guests and for the executives to see, and I only really go along with these things so the employees could blow off steam and be spoiled for the night. I already made sure the food, drink, and entertainment would be top-notch for them, I said my greetings, I’ll talk to those who really matter in a more private setting, like my friends, our team… and you of course, here…” He placed a kiss on your shoulder, naturally pushing down the strap of your dress to do so. He deftly reached for the prosecco at the nightstand, opening the bottle with flair and pouring glasses, clinking lightly with yours. “How do you like it?” he asked sweetly, even as he deliberately shifted so his erection ground up at you. He didn’t think he could wait for you to eat up for energy, he would just have to make up for it later with plenty of aftercare.
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Amazing lion king crown 👑 tattoo by JD Espinoza @jdespinart from Phoenix Arizona!
#jdespinoza#blackandgreytattoo#arizona#lioness#ink#3d#tattoos#tattoo#backtattoo#liontattoo#portraits#blackandgrey#lions#portraittattoo#photorealism#portrait#crown#crowntattoo#phoenix#lionking#fresh#lion#art#artwork#europe#main#back
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You know, sometimes I wonder how Cream will be as an adult/teenager. How her relationship with her family/nanny/others will evolve, if she eventually found out the truth about her mother and so on…
Teenager Appearance: Cream’s hair shoulder length and become curlier. She has put silver highlights on it. After losing her baby teeth, her adult teeth appear to be sharper. Usually, she wears a white shirt with red gems around the collar, a black leather jacket and skirt, gray tights, and black boots. She has silver piercings on her face and ears, consisting of a pair of second and third earlobe piercings, one eyebrow piercing, and a navel piercing. Her makeup consists of black eyeshadow, black eyeliner, and white lip gloss. When she’s in school, she wears the Gombe High School uniform, which consists of a white blouse with a black school jacket and skirt with gray outline, a gray tie, a pair of white socks, and a pair of black penny loafers.
Adult Appearance: Cream’s hair has become back length, though she keeps it up in a bun when she’s working. She heavily resembles her mother but with blue eyes. She has a tattoo of a lioness with a crown on her right arm. Her jewelry consists of silver rings and a golden wedding ring, a pair of silver earrings, and a silver bracelet. She usually wears a white silk camisole shirt, waist high black pants, and a pair of black heeled shoes with gray designs. Her shirt shows her cleavage as well as the silver necklace of a red Ragashu symbol. She also wears a white sun hat. Her makeup consists of white eyeshadow, black eyeliner, and lipstick. She would also wear a white silk dress with a gray cape and black sandals. As a doctor, she wears a black starry scrubs shirt with a white outline, gray pants, and white slip-ons. She also wears a white coat with this.
After she turned five years old, she was adopted by Dr. Harbas, who returned after five years from his native Ragashu, after a request from her half-siblings. Berliner, Millie, Feuille, and Strudel asked for the request because they are completely frustrated by how Opera pays very little attention and care for Cream. After listening to their request and reviewing Dr. Harbas’, the new Court of Totto Land allows the adoption. Tanith returned days later after getting the news and the request to return.
Unlike Opera, Dr. Harbas has shown himself to be a good father to Cream. He is loving to Cream and willing to protect her from bullies and harassment from the Noko Wives. He enjoys her presence and her interactions with him. He would attend her un-birthday tea parties, read her stories, and spend time together whenever he gets the chance. He is even willing to accommodate her to help her non-verbal autism.
This is completely different from Opera, who claims to love her but doesn't like her as he never planned to have another child. After learning that she’s mute and autistic, she becomes a dead child to him. As for the rest of the Charlotte family, she is still in contact with some of them but went no contact with others.
When Cream got adopted, she no longer homeschools and starts to attend Gombe Elementary school as they are willing to accommodate her. She made new friends and became happier as a result. She would still have contact with her siblings and their new step-mother, Verity, but has gone no contact with Opera.
Cream knows from a young age that Lesedi died but never learns about how and why. She learns of her mother’s death when she was a teenager and how she died. She felt immense guilt about it but Dr. Harbas and Tanith assure her that she was not at fault for it. Her half-siblings said that Big Mom is responsible for her death. Cream then learns that Fragile Womb Syndrome was a contributing factor in her death.
As an adult, she left Totto Land and left to attend university in Ragashu, the same one that Dr. Harbas and her grandfather, Mavuto, attended. She graduated with her being the top of her class. She becomes a doctor that specializes in obstetrics, gynecology, and neonatology. She also helps develop a treatment for Fragile Womb Syndrome. She will be married to a Ragashu man, completely free from arranged marriage.
Cream is an experienced swordswoman with a red blade sword on her side. Cashew helps to teach her his sword style before she learns another way before developing her own. She is also experienced with Armament Haki as her Observation Haki grows stronger. Her sword sheath can be placed on either her left or right hip as she is ambidextrous.
#one piece#one piece au#descendants au#charlotte family#one piece oc#charlotte cream#ask#future#Charlotte family years later
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FAVORITE MOVIE LOVE STORIES
THANKS FOR THE TAG: @superkingofpriderock
Belle and Beast (Jean Cocteau’s Beauty and the Beast, 1946)
Since i was a kid, Beauty and the Beast has always been my favorite western european fairy tale. I relate at the same to the Beast’s desire to be accepted by the society that fears and looks down his appearance and to Belle’s mixture of fear, curiosity and fascination by the hybrid anthropomorfic creature. And with their great chemistry, the actors Josette Day and Jean Marais really captured those feelings in this classic adaptation directed by Jean Cocteaus
Damiel and Marion (Wings of Desire, 1987)
A 1987 film by Wim Wenders originally called Der Himmel über Berlin (lit: ‘The Heavens Above Berlin’).The film depicts two angels, Damiel and Cassiel, wandering in Cold War era Berlin and listening to the thoughts of humans. Among those humans are an old man looking for the now-destroyed Potsdamer Platz and recalling the good times he used to have there; Peter Falk As Himself; and Marion, a lonely French trapezist desperately looking for a purpose in life. The angels don’t directly intervene in human existence but sometimes give comfort to humans who need it, like a woman in labor, or a suicidal man on a tram, or a motorcyclist who is dying in the street after he was struck by a car. However, Damiel yearns to be human himself and to experience life as a mortal does. Eventually he falls in love with Marion, the trapeze artist, and has to make a difficult choice: to become human himself in order to be with her, leaving Heaven.
Queen Fantaghirò and King Romualdo (Fantaghirò/The Cave of the Golden Rose franchise, 1991-96)
Fantaghirò (known in the english speaking world as The Cave of the Golden Rose) is a series of five television films produced in Italy by Lamberto Bava (Mario Bava’s son), telling the adventures of Fantaghirò, the youngest of three princess sisters, who traines to become a brave warrior as a way to get free of the sexist restrictions imposed at her life by her father. Her kingdom has been at war with a neighbor kingdom for years, and one day the rencently crowned young adversary king, Romualdo, decides to end the war by personally challenging the best champion of Fantaghirò’s kingdom. Fantaghirò, disguised as man, presents herself as this champion, and their love story begins when Romualdo falls in love with the beauty of her eyes. What’s interesting about this couple is how their personalitys complement each other: Fantaghirò with a more combative strong temper, and Romualdo with a more sweet and calm temper.
Marianne Danielle and Doctor Van Helsing (The Brides of Dracula, 1960)
While watching Hammer Horror’s Brides of Dracula, i finded adorable how Doctor Van Helsing cares for Marianne Danielle (whom he befriends while arriving at Transilvania), how he wants to protect her and respects her feelings, to the point of trying contain his sorrow when she announces her engagement with Baron Meinster. I always imagine that when he defeated the Baron (who is revealed to be a vampire), and flee the wind mill with Marianne, he declared his feelings, she reciprocated, he teached her how to fight vampires, they married and became a battle couple searching to purge the world of the vampires. This is a pairing who deservers more love, fanart and fanfiction.
Fininha and Clécio (Tatuagem, 2013)
Tatuagem (Tattoo) is a movie set in the late 1970s, during the period of the Brazilian Civil-Military Dictatorship, that tells the love story between Fininha, an young soldier, and Clécio, an actor and playwrighter who produces satirical plays for a underground theater called Chão de Estrelas (Floor of Stars). Their romance is one of the most sweetest ever captured on film, but we also feel a certain unease that the fact of Fininha being at the service of the military who persecutes the theater artists will break the couple apart at any moment…
Karaba and Kirikou (Kirikou and the Sorceress, 1998)
Kirikou and the Sorceress is a 1998 French animated film, directed by Michel Ocelot, loosely based on a West African fairy tale. It tells the story of a tiny baby boy, named Kirikou, who is born in a spectacular way (all by himself, without effort of his mother nor outside help) and can speak and walk immediately after being born. After a couple of questions, he learns that a wicked sorceress, Karaba, has cursed the village and devoured all the men and boys, except his uncle, who is on his way to fight the sorceress. He tricks the sorceress, saves his uncle as well as the children of the village (twice!!), brings the water back to the dried-up spring and, among other things, discovers the sorceress’ true motivations: Karaba is evil because of all the suffering she went through at the hands of men, including a very subtly implied rape. All the bad things that she allegedly had done are ultimately proved to be false. She does hate everyone, but she gets better. Despite being a baby, Kirikou asks Karaba in marriage when she pulls a Heel–Face Turn, saying that he doesn’t like little girls. She doesn’t accept, of course, but then her kiss turns him into a handsome young man.
Nina Shah and Lisa MacKinlay (Nina’s Heavenly Delights, 2006)
Nina’s Heavenly Delights is a Rom Com about a cooking contest, directed by Pratibha Parmar. The death of her father Mohan brings prodigal daughter, Scot with Indian ancestry Nina (Shelley Conn) home again to Glasgow, her mother, siblings - and the family restaurant, “The Taj”. Being able to keep the latter now hinges on the cooking skills Nina learned at her father‘s knees. In the “Best of The West Curry Competition” she will have to face the former fiancé she left at the altar, Sanjay. In this competition, she will count with the partnership of Lisa, who owns half of the restaurant since Mohan’s death and already seems to be very much part of Nina’s family. And in the proccess, Lisa also becomes a part of Nina’s heart…
Lady and Tramp (Lady and the Tramp, 1955)
I grew up watching VHSs of the old Disney 2-D Animated movies over, and over, and over. And a thing that i find funny is that most people tend to quote movies from the 1990s Disney Renaissance as when Disney Couples started to met each other first instead of fall in love at first sight, bu when we make a retrospective, in actuality it was Lady and Tramp who started the trend. First they met at Lady’s house and have a verbal fight due to diverging points of view about humans, them they encounter each other again at the streets when she flees from Aunt Sarah, and they walk trough the zoo to unleash Ladys muzzle, Tramp takes her to dinner at Tonys (wich us gives Bella Notte, one of the most romantic scenes in movie history)… every step that a real couple takes to meet each other is taken by Lady and Tramp.
Orfeo x Eurydice (Black Orpheus, 1959)
Black Orpheus is a 1959 film, a French production shot in Brazil and in the Portuguese language. It is a retelling of the ancient myth of Orpheus and Eurydice, set in Rio during Carnaval. Orfeo is a trolley conductor who moonlights as a dancer in a samba school. He is engaged to be married to the gorgeous and passionate Mira, but doesn’t seem too enthused about it. On his trolley car, he meets Eurydice, who has arrived in Rio from the countryside because she is being chased by a mysterious man who she thinks is trying to kill her. Orfeo and Eurydice fall in love, but the strange man—Death himself—is still stalking her.
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Hi! Any recommendations for female adult clothing and accessories with stars, suns, moons, or any other astronomy/space theme? Thanks
Hi!
Here’s what I found:
Galaxy leggings
Black and gold
Stars set
Cosmic dress by @trillyke
Random shirt
Moon paradise sweater
Space pyjamas for boys
Khal top & Out of this world tattoo by @sondescent
Solar flare earrings by @ratboysims
To the moon and back collection by @scorpiogggirl
Magic earrings by @mystericsims
Facial tattoos by @ladysimmer94
The witches hat
Moon phase necklace by @alexaarr
Stars crown by @petaliko
Glimmerston preppy dress by @siimplyjessica
Galaxy baby pjs by @eggbeatersims
Face stars by @lazerly
Starfall sweater by @citrontart
Gradient tights
Moon tattoos by @sugarowl
Moonstruck by @paper-lioness
Star moon necklace
Blue moon necklace by @serenity-cc
I hope this helps! :)
#wcif#wcifclothing#wcifalphaclothing#wcifalphamaletop#wciftattoo#wcifleggings#wcifmmclothing#wcifmmdress#wcifhat#wcifmmfemaletop#wcifmmboytop#wcifmmboybottoms#wcifmmfemalebottoms#wcifmmtgirltop#wcifmmtgirlbottoms#wcifmmmaletop#wcifmmtboytop#wcifmmtboybottoms
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The Hogwarts Gazette
I crown myself Queen of the Halloween party, a worthy win considering none of you peasants even made it close to what I achieved. Now, the runners up, or the Queen’s court if you will, are as follows.
Leighton Avery swayed her hips into the hall with a ‘B’ necklace that could have stood for ‘Bitches beware’ instead of ‘Boleyn’. The girl turned many heads with her short skirt and low-cut bodice. My Mother personally taught me the phrase ‘chest OR legs’ but clearly Leighton’s mother taught her the altered ‘Chest AND legs’. Either way, the girl made an impression, and just like the great lady herself Anne Boleyn, many of the male’s heads did indeed roll (across the room watching her).
Pandora Fortescue, or should I say Lady Selene looked like she was dripping with stars. She captured the elegance of the moon perfectly with a full-length tulle gown that almost had constellations sewn into it. The look was finished with sparkly shoes and makeup and a head piece shaped like a moon, so even the most dim-witted Hufflepuff knew what she was. If anyone came up to you with the annoying question of “so what are you supposed to be” I hope you smacked them over the face with your moon hat.
The next in line for my appraisal is one Mary Conrad. She came as the Lioness of Brittany, not that you should need reminding, the tight black corset and shiny red lips should haunt a lot of your dreams. She looked drop dead gorgeous in her outfit, plus, points for historical accuracy, some of you could take notes on how to do a historical figure correctly from Mary, you know who you are. The only thing that could have improved her look would be a grand entrance upon a ship, but she already knows that.
My next selection may cause a bit of controversy, but who am I to shy away from drama. Madeline Maestro looked like molten silver in her evening gown and diamond accessories, real diamonds, not costumes ones, please take note. Her depiction of a Veela was perfection, an already stunning girl made herself almost too desirable with the dewy makeup and alluring red lip. And yes, I am aware that she doesn’t actually attend Hogwarts, but for those that may have an issue with it, please take it up with yourself and your lacking costume rather than spamming my owlery.
The last female on my list is Astraea Burke. The younger Slytherin entered the Great hall and stole almost as much attention as I did. Her costume left us all in shock, a far cry from her couple’s costume of Babbity Rabbity and her cackling stump that she did with her brother the year before. She was covered in head to toe gold and she has never looked so good. The dress was a work of art, and her shoes, where did you get them? It was all topped off with a pair of golden wings, a girl after my own heart it would seem.
And now for the male population, Benjy Fenwick put almost as much effort into his costume as I did, and it really showed. He walked through the hallways, making the first and second years scream with fear, the mark of a truly scary Halloween costume. The all black suit and face mask paired with the hat and purposefully worn doctors bag made it known to everyone what he came as. Another perfectly executed historical costume, I applaud thee, half for the costume, and half for the scaring of little kids.
Elliott Borgin and Richard Wilkes came as a pair. They are seen almost everywhere together; it would seem even the cells of Azkaban. The pair of runaway convicts looked exceptional, going all out with fake tattoos and prison numbers. They looked the perfect mix of hot teenaged boy and ruffled bad guy that would make the lesser females swoon. I must say however, if they need a place to hide from the law, they could always use my bedroom.
It would seem the Burke siblings made the right choice to not come as a couple once again. Although he stuck to his favourite book of ‘The Tales of Beedle the Bard’ Tristram Burke went solo this year and it worked ever so in his favour. Coming as the Warlock from the ever-loved fable ‘The Warlock’s Hairy Heart’ he looked the epitome of a true gentleman. His clearly custom-made outfit reeked of wealth and looks, luring in the entire female population of Hogwarts. The dedication he had to his look impressed me, any boy that carries around a hairy heart all evening deserves to be mentioned.
My final mention is one Landon Boot. Although the boy clearly likes drama (See Rita’s article for more) his costume was simple, dignified and executed perfectly. To the untrained eye, which is most of you, he was just a boy covered in blood, but to those superior beings, like myself it was more. The charms it took to create that never-ending stream of blood was well beyond the talents of most of you, and a pair of perfectly tailored trousers never goes amiss. The boy chose his look and did it well.
I would also like to give a special thanks to all those boys that came topless. Thank you for giving us a distraction from all those that came in a less fortunate costumes, some were truly a sight for sore eyes.
To conclude, I’m going to offer you some much needed advice, a word of caution even. To the rest of you uncultured swine’s, who clearly can’t put two items of clothing together without help, no one enjoys asking the question ‘so who are you meant to be’. Save your vague muggle references and half-arsed concepts for family gatherings, the Hogwarts Halloween party deserves better than that, come on people, we’re not at Beauxbatons, DO BETTER!
@queenlcigh @dorafxrtescue @maryconrad @madelinemaestro @astraeaburke @thatkidbenjy @borgins @richdickwilkes @violentdelighxt @landonboot
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1-100 SPEED RUN
Ama. How could you do this to me
1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?
Lactose intolerant, only eat cereal dry
2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?
yes, but not for too long
3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?
i just try to remember lmao
4: how do you take your coffee/tea?
don’t like coffee, drink tea plain or with some sugar
5: are you self-conscious of your smile?
not as much as I used to be!
6: do you keep plants?
I have one (1) cactus that I haven’t killed in the 9 years I’ve had it
7: do you name your plants?
sometimes!
8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?
music or writing
9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?
ALWAYS
10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?
I generally fall asleep on my stomach and wake up on my back
11: what's an inner joke you have with your friends?
I HAVE YOU NOW
12: what's your favorite planet?
Neptune, probably!
13: what's something that made you smile today?
my SON asking me ALL THE QUESTIONS
14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?
oh god, probably a bit of a mess
15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!
the ISS was launched on the day of my birth, so it’s been in space *literally* my entire life
16: what's your favorite pasta dish?
just plain ol’ chicken alfredo
17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?
keeping it silver baybeee
18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.
oh man, there are so many, but i’ll go with the time that Roman got coke to fizz through my nose by making me laugh too hard
19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?
no journal, only very similar looking notebooks to doodle and write in
20: what's your favorite eye color?
hazel!
21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that's been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.
my Bag of Holding! snapped the clasp on it a few years back though
22: are you a morning person?
not at all!
23: what's your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations?
SLEEP
24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?
Ashe, of course
25: what's the weirdest place you've ever broken into?
I had to break into my own safe at my old job, does that count?
26: what are the shoes you've had for forever and wear with every single outfit?
I’d say my boots, but I just got a new set, so the older ones
27: what's your favorite bubblegum flavor?
Spearmint or wintergreen
28: sunrise or sunset?
Sunrise
29: what's something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?
I just love seeing my friends blush
30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?
yes, I won’t go into detail
31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.
SOCKS SOCKS SOCKS I used to collect weird socks, now I just have a bunch of fun dress socks lmao
32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends.
driving everyone home at 4 am and seeing other people on the road and going “you should be in bed!” at them
33: what's your fave pastry?
lemon meringue pie
34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?
Teddy a winnie the pooh bear that I still have!
35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often?
I adore new pens
36: which band's sound would fit your mood right now?
uhhhh I’ve been listening to a lot of Rise Against and ABBA lmao
37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean?
messy
38: tell us about your pet peeves!
nearly anything my brother does
39: what color do you wear the most?
black or blue
40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what's it's story? does it have any meaning to you?
my claddagh ring from my grandmother, i don’t have much else from her
41: what's the last book you remember really, really loving?
not the last book but there was one about a girl having a single dragon finger that I remember reading so many times that I unfortunately don’t know the name of, or the Tamora Pierce Lioness series
42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!
Don’t like coffee!
43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?
James <3
44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?
I do not :’)
45: do you trust your instincts a lot?
not as much as I probably should
46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.
I’ve been changing my username to a different halloween themed pun for all of October, I’m all burnt out
47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?
Balut, it icks me out
48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?
heights, and yes :’)
49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?
I got a record player fairly recently, I have some P!atD ones, Foo Fighters, and Imagine Dragons
50: what's an odd thing you collect?
rocks
51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them?
Bitch by Meredith Brooks for my eldest sister
52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far?
the ones we’ve made in our server
53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them?
all of the above except Pulp Fiction, I’m not really a movie person but I *am* a musical person
54: who's the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?
my dad
55: what's the most dramatic thing you've ever done to prove a point?
Cotton Eyed Joe in six inch heels
56: what are some things you find endearing in people?
honesty and passion in an interest
57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?
I just vibe and belt, y’know
58: who's the wine mom and who's the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why?
can they both be me
59: what's your favorite myth?
the soup with a rock in it!
60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?
Where the Sidewalk Ends was always a good one
61: what's the stupidest gift you've ever given? the stupidest one you've ever received?
a coffee cup drinking horn for my dad, and some painted rocks from my brother
62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind?
it would be apple juice if I did
63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?
not at all
64: what color is the sky where you are right now?
greyish, the sun is just about to rise
65: is there anyone you haven't seen in a long time who you'd love to hang out with?
My eldest sister
66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?
ROSES
67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?
give them to me, I love them
68: what's winter like where you live?
COLD
69: what are your favorite board games?
Monopoly and LIFE
70: have you ever used a ouija board?
no thanks
71: what's your favorite kind of tea?
raspberry or orange for fruit and mint
72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you'll forget it?
no, but I do write things down anyways
73: what are some of your worst habits?
I lose things all the time
74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.
STARDUST SOULMATE
75: tell us about your pets!
I have a Min Pin named Lily
76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren't?
Sleeping
77: pink or yellow lemonade?
pink
78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?
*insert ick emoji*
79: what's one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?
decorated my band locker to celebrate my birthday
80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why?
beige, but I hung up a bunch of posters!
81: describe one of your friend's eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.
when the sun hits very rich dirt where a tree used to be
82: are/were you good in school?
best in class in math with a 101.8 but I also rarely did homework so uh
83: what's some of your favorite album art?
Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die
84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?
Dragon on the shoulder blade, roses on the left arm, Exalt on the right
85: do you read comics? what are your faves?
webcomics! Barbarous, currently
86: do you like concept albums? which ones?
:? not sure what that means
87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?
TREASURE PLANET
88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?
nope!
89: are you close to your parents?
my dad!
90: talk about your one of your favorite cities.
don’t really have a favorite, in all honesty
91: where do you plan on traveling this year?
I was supposed to go see Ashe for their birthday but maybe next year!
92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?
CHEESE CHEESE CHEESE
93: what's the hairstyle you wear the most?
uhhh it’s usually short enough to do nothing lmao
94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday?
I have a friend’s bday tomorrow!
95: what are your plans for this weekend?
WORK
96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?
bit of both
97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?
INTP, Scorpio, Ravenclaw
98: when's the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it?
last year? maybe the one before? I did! but my heart didn’t
99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.
How Far We’ve Come, Matchbox Twenty
The Call, Backstreet Boys
I2I, from the Goofy Movie Soundtrack (lmao)
100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?
the future! I’ve had my time in the past, no changing it now
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I got this tattoo when I went through a really hard time.
Originally I was not going to get a crown to represent the lyrics “they took the crown but it’s alright.” But then I felt as though I won’t my crown back so decided I would put the crown on my lioness.
Now today I relate the crown to the lyrics “We all know now we all got crowns, You need to calm down”
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THANK YOU BESTIE ❤️✨
3. tattoos i have
I have 2 tattoos for now, on the left arm; one is a Cersei's quote on the forearm "I'm a lioness. I will not cringe for them.", and the other is for Jaime and Cersei on the biceps, it's a crown with a hand and inside the hand there is Jaime's last words "Nothing else matters. Only us."
6. favorite band
Imagine Dragons
13. life goal(s)
Well, I want to cure this stupid depression first, but my life goals are pretty simple and I have two; I want to write and publish a book one day, and have a child. Tho, lately, for the latter one I'm reconsidering a lot the question because of the state of the world we live in 😔 Also wondering if I could be an actual good mother so...
19. middle name
Victoria, and that's why I'm called VictoriaGrimes on AO3 😂
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The Flower-crown Death
I had always wanted a tattoo. I was thrilled when I finally got one. My boyfriend was excited when I showed him the design. I got it on my left wrist, the dragon curled all the way around. It’s head resting on the back of my hand, and it’s tail stretching towards my elbow. It was a golden bronze. After a few months, I began stroking where the head was absent-mindedly when I was lost in thought. I moved to live in France with my boyfriend. I started a job in a pastry shop, spinning delicate sweets into beautiful designs.
“Sara, what’s good today?” Achille asked when he walked in. I smiled and came out, kissing him and handing him a bag of leftovers.
“Madame! I’m heading out!” I called to my boss.
“Ok, remember you’re working later for that party tomorrow” She popped her head out, waving as I nodded.
“Achi, what are we making for dinner tonight?” I asked and he shrugged. We started climbing the stairs to our apartment when he touched my shoulder blade.
“Sara.. did you get another tattoo?” He asked, I tried to see it, confused.
“No. It might be a..prank? What does it look like?” I hesitated. No one had touched my shoulder today until he saw whatever it was.
“A flower… I think... A lotus? I’d have to check. Let’s get home before we do anything else” He urged me towards our floor. I unlocked our door, shutting it behind us. He opened his phone, taking a picture and googled it. “It’s a lotus all right. I’ll see if I can wash it off” He started a lasagna going before wetting a washcloth. I turned, pulling off my top and pulling my hair to the other side. I felt him start to scrub and my skin hurt after a few minutes.
“Is it going away?” I asked when he paused.
“No...it’s getting more and more clear the more I scrub” He backed away as I shouted in pain, the spot suddenly burning. I reached for it and yelled again, my hand burnt. He rushed to the kitchen, coming back and putting ice packs on the two spots. I hissed and then sighed in relief.
“Ok. So, what do we do?” I asked, fighting to keep my voice level. He sobbed, pointing towards my burnt hand. I looked down and it was fine! But now, a rose was on my palm. “Does it happen when I get hurt? That’s not..that bad?” He shook his head and went to wash his face. When he was out of sight, I scratched my leg. Nothing happened, and I sighed in frustration. I wove a string into my hair, pulling it up into a bun. Achi found me mixing a breading for the vegetables that were chopped beside me.
“I’m sorry” I glanced up, he responded by hugging me. I smiled and shooed him to set the table as I started making the vegetables. We spent the rest of the night in a comfortable routine. I retired early, careful to wrap my shoulder before closing my eyes.
I left in a hurry the next day, calling a quick bye as I opened the door. I had forgotten I was going in early to prep for the party.
“Bonjour Madame! Sorry for being late” I called as I pushed open the back door. A nod as I stored my stuff and pulled on my apron. I was elbow deep in dough when a shout echoed across the room.
“What is that! Why are there flowers on our shoulders?!?” Two of my coworkers had just come back from the bathroom. Both had their shoulders exposed, revealing white lavender branded there. I bit back a gasp as everyone checked their own shoulders. I bent back over my work as I realized I was the only one with a lotus. No one questioned my silence as I focused on setting the dough into pans to bake. While it was in the oven, I beat the icing and drew the flowers to set into their shapes.
The next one showed up while I was carrying out some macarons. I glanced down at my knees as I felt them start to shake, catching a glimpse of twin clovers on both. I put the plate down, sitting in a nearby chair. Each time I looked away they multiplied until they circled my knee. My hands shook as I walked to get some bandages, wrapping them around my knees until none of the leaves were visible. I had to get through this party, then I would figure out what the hell was going on. I slipped away to change into pants, plastering a smile on my face as I went to cut the cake. I texted Achi under the table as I sat beside the others wanting to be needed.
I stood up, smiling as I started cleaning up plates from guests who drifted on. I heard a plate shatter behind me and turned to find a group of people on the ground, their eyes like glass. I shrieked and ran to them, checking for any sort of pulse. They were completely cold as if they’d be dead for hours. I searched for any sort of cause of death, screaming for someone to call 211. I heard the sirens and stood up, tears running down my face. They interviewed us all, and I told them how cold they’d been when I’d tried to come and help. Two officers exchanged looks before someone confirmed it. The bodies were taken away, to be tested for poison. The bakery was shut down early, and we were sent home after the dishes were done.
“Sara, You’re home!” Achi called. I nodded mutely before he wrapped me in a hug and I sobbed the whole story into his shoulder. He rubbed my head and sent me to bed early. I slept in the next morning. I was woken up by the phone ringing.
“Is this Sara Ignisa?” A voice barked immediately when I picked up.
“Yes, how may I help you?”
“Pardon my bluntness, but has a flower tattoo appeared on your left shoulder blade?”
“Oh! Yes, sir. A lotus”
“Interesting. Did you know all the bodies had a chrysanthemum on their shoulder.”
“No!” I practically shouted. He made a sound in his throat and thanked me for my help. I put the phone down and looked down at my knees. The clover was still there, and the rose on my palm as clear as ever. I felt a pinch in my neck and reached my hand up to swat it, and found a raised bump. I groaned and moved to the mirror to see the damage. It was another tattoo, this one a jackal head. I looked down and saw a second on my chest, a set of claw marks forming a lioness. That’s when I got the call.
“Miss Ignisa? Achille Blanc has collapsed” I mumbled a vague acknowledgment and hung up, gathering my stuff. I staggered to a bus stop and got on. I got off and ran to the building, crying when I saw his body. I collapsed next to him, hugging his limp body. It was ice cold, and I rocked quietly.
“Madame, We’ll take care of his funeral. Go home” His boss helped me up. One of the bystanders rode the bus with me, watching me go into my apartment. Another call rang out, and I answered with a sniff.
“Sara? Is it too late?” My sister’s voice answered
“No, no. What’s up Claire?” I asked, sitting down.
“All of Mom’s siblings and their kids are dead. She’s sick. They all collapsed suddenly, a clover on their chest. They were cold when people ran to help”
“No...NO!” I scream.
“Sara! What’s wrong?”
“It’s me, Claire, it’s me. Tattoos are appearing on me and then people die. First, it was strangers at a party I was helping with for work, Achi just died, and now them! Two more appeared I need to stop them” I sobbed. I heard a scream, and she mumbled something before I heard a crash and the line went dead. I got a picture sent to me of Achi’s death mark. The claw marked lioness, and Claire was dead with a clover. I waited for the next person to die, with a jackal head. Nothing happened as I paced the apartment day after day. More and more tattoos appeared and I received more calls about family and friends dying in the mysterious way, each with a corresponding tattoo to one that had appeared on me. I had barely any skin left as I fell deep into depression. The only tattoos that had yet to appear were the bronze dragon and the jackal head.
“Why,” I asked one day. Behind me stood a skeletal figure, the only splash of color besides its black robes a flower crown. It tilted its head than vanished. A scythe showed up a few minutes later, and I got another call.
I stood on top of a building, numb with sorrow. I closed my eyes as I prepared to jump. As I fell, I saw the Jackal headed creature and my dragon. They caught me as my body slammed into the ground. I heard the faint lyrics echo around me.
“Que sera, sera. Whatever will be, will be…”
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FLUFFxQUEEN (Twitter) Is Tracing Art & Stealing Characters, Do Not Accept Commissions From This Person
So a user on Twitter called FLUFFxQUEEN has traced Kaijubytes' fursona & is claiming the heavily traced version as their own & has been commissioning artists to draw the stolen design.
The ripped off character is of a white female lion named Jasu with long yellow-blonde hair & black stocking-like markings that go up the forearms, legs, & tail of the character. She has multiple gold piercings in her ears & is often depicted with multi-colored eyes & wearing a crown. The only notable difference between the original design & the ripped off design is that the rip off's fur is solid white with most of the same exact black markings. The crown & piercings are also directly stolen from the original design. The original design is a soft yellow-brown color with typical creamy white lioness markings, & has a black butterfly tattoo/marking on her back. The original character's name is Rachel.
They deleted the original tweet where they showed off the traced/edited reference because the owner of the character & their partner (who drew the actual reference for the original design) called them out for it, but there's still multiple artworks of the ripped off character on FLUFFxQUEEN's Twitter.
Apparently, they might be a minor, but that still doesn't excuse the tracing & blatant character theft. It's probably best that you avoid doing business with this person (at least until they're older) because they might be commissioning you to draw a stolen/ripped off character.
OG Design: https://twitter.com/TERRAestrial/status/1397362018642976769
Archive of OG Design: https://archive.is/qaQm3
Stolen Design (Art 1): https://web.archive.org/web/20220319024123/https://twitter.com/FLUFFxQUEEN/status/1497620201466171396?s=20&t=E0qt3njKUNPyCW-Uj2wvJA
Stolen Design (Art 2): https://web.archive.org/web/20220319025656/https://twitter.com/CameronUpNext/status/1499884204510826497?s=20&t=wXPNQUAO-bHSPXuqZ8YAMA
Stolen Design (Art 3): https://web.archive.org/web/20220319030153/https://twitter.com/CameronUpNext/status/1460756000651235330?s=20&t=wXPNQUAO-bHSPXuqZ8YAMA
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19| Budha couldn’t do it
Elijah
Moments like these I wish my ma planned a fucking wake. Who plans a funeral without a wake? A hint to her own insanity, it was.
It was around 8 o'clock. Everyone in the house had their own agenda. Black was the new black in everyones attire except mine. Yes, I wore black but I tightened a purple tie around my neck worse than Esther ever could. I did my best.
"Fuck," I concluded, hoping to escape the memories dwelling inside of the bedroom my dead wife and I shared only a week ago. For once, I had envisioned those sloppy seconds of ours as more than a duty or task to complete because of our unspoken commitment. I wanted her, sure. But a need was of better essence. Anyone who knew me knew that Esther was something I needed and whenever I needed something I always had it. Which is why I refuse to accept that she's gone.
See. It doesn't even sound right.
My mothers heels clacked in the ever long fashion they always clacked. She headed into the kitchen picking up anything in her way and placing it back down. It was as if she were searching for an explanation underneath every item miscellaneously situated on the kitchen table.
"What," She badgered, looking up at me once.
I shook my head. This was probably the first time in a long time that I'd actually faced my mother head on without Esther's arms locked into mine. She couldn't say the right things anymore so I used her conscious.
"That tie is ugly." She said, waltzing over towards the living room mirror. "Change it."
"No."
"Excuse me?"
"I said no. I don't have time to argue with you about anything today."
"...I know that face."
She crawled closer to my presence like the true feline she was.
"You're feeling guilty." She purred, prompting my heart to cave in and beat within itself.
"Yes, baby. You're feeling guilty...and I know the reason why." Her fingers inched towards my left ear slowly. I'm guessing this was her way of soothing me after all of these years.
"Because you are guilty." Her voice boomed contrastingly deeper and scarier than her primitive sound. A light squeeze pinched at my ear as she gritted her teeth.
"You should have done more. You were a horrible husband."
"Mom-"
"You wasn't studden that girl. I'm glad she's gone. That way her and her baby can rest in peace without even the possibility of you fucking anything else up."
"Dinah, where's my tie! Damn it!" My father howled. Just like my mother, he was everywhere...searching for something in nothing.
"I don't know, nigga. Borrow one from ya son." She answered, patting her lion padded feet elsewhere. "And where is every got damn body? Rosetta!"
"Hah!!!!" My sister called from upstairs.
"Get yo ass down here! All ya'll get down here and stand in a single file line. Now!"
Rosie, my brother, my dad, and I scurried towards 'getting ready' until we stood shoulder to shoulder in a line facing the queen herself.
She peered at us with the most emotion and deficit that I'd seen in ages. She played with her mouth. Whatever was about to seep out of it was finna be important. If we didn't take heed she'd have one of our heads plastered onto the wall for all to see. I didn't want to be on the receiving end.
"Play your parts, people. Everyone will be at this event this evening and I need zero fuck ups. Zero."
"It's a funeral, mama." Emended Rosie.
"Fuck up number one...Rosie keep your mouth shut. Cover your tattoo's. No one wants to know who you're sleeping with this month and for Gods sake do something with that nasty hair of yours."
Rosie, usually the one to object anything Dinah had to say, rolled her eyes and accepted her defeat as if she were still in middle school. For Esther's sake.
"Titus Jr...I don't have to worry about you. Keep your mouth shut and your face pretty. The only thing I want to hear you talk about is school."
Like the momma's boy he was, he smiled comically. "You got it mama."
"Husband...darling." She hummed, caressing my fathers face with her claws. "Keep your eyes to the sky...not on anyone else. Not tonight. And if you even think of pulling that 'trip to the bathroom' trick...you'll be sleeping on the couch for a month."
Next, it was my turn.
"I suppose you've suffered enough guilt as is, my Elijah...but please. Keep your conversation to a minimal."
"Listen, I don't have to answer to you. My wife is dead. I'm sure I can handle myself just fine."
My father and siblings couldn't even look at me all the way, perhaps in fear that the lioness would greet them with a jab at the jugular. But whatever it was, I did it and they were amazed.
"You think you're tough shit. I don't care what you do Elijah," She continued. "This is my rep on the line. This is stupid! This entire situation...looks stupid. How do you think it makes me feel when your fathers entire congregation is asking me what happened to my daughter and what drove her to suicide?"
"Why does it bother you so much mother? One, she isn't your daughter. Two, my fathers congregation is null and void. The entire church was torn down so whatever preconceptions they have about you, I'm sure Esther's death is the least of their worries."
"Everyone has an opinion, silly boy. Tonight is the night we create new ones. Regardless of what your father did, we still have impressions to fulfill, yes? Sort of like that job you have. Preconceptions, you say? Los Cabasas is full of them. Everyone knows about Esther's death."
"Oh yeah? And I wonder who told the news about it? Was it you?"
"No."
"I have the call log. 1-800-CabasasNewsArea shows up perfectly. Would you like to see it, Mrs. Dinah."
"You sick shit." She reckoned, tucking her fat bottom lip between her teeth. "What do you want. An award?"
"Mama, why would you do that?" Rosie questioned as if we were in a play and her que were an aside.
"Because this is a game, children." She snorted. "Play it well. Everyone would have found out sooner and later so it was best I did what I did to clear up any confusion by allowing a public announcement. For Esther."
"Bullshit. Dinah, this is an amusement park for you. You. It's all about how you want everyone else to feel about you."
She trailed closer to me still clothed with those slits in her eyes.
"For all of her life...Esther trailed in your faux reign. For a small portion of her death...let her have her own...even if it is through me..."
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The funeral was of quintessence. I kept my head down, afraid that an ocean would tear at the protective sheet in my eyes.
'Going up Yonder' would be the death of me, and I meant that with all of its entirety. If I had been hit with a bag of bricks, maybe I would've believed Esther was finally gone.
But that funeral was ton of cement. Now, she was hiding from me and never coming back. That made things worse. I could talk about how I almost broke down because no one knew how guilty I was. I could talk about how I wanted to die in the casket alongside her or how innocent she looked in that white dress. I could mention how I didn't deserve to live or attend that very funeral.
But I couldn't because none of that happened. In fact, I was numb due to the fact that I had taken 3 Xanax's earlier that morning.
During the repass, I excused myself because I hated greeting strangers.
As I made my way out of the mens room, I noticed a familiar smell. Coco butter and pop rocks. Sounds about right.
"Oh my God...thank you for coming." I heard my sisters voice coo.
I saw her hugging a girl much shorter than her with wild tendrils tucked around a flower crown.
"Anything...if you need anything please ask. Where is Elijah?"
"Right here." I announced, noticing her beautiful brown face under a slither of makeup. Noticeable enough for me to recognize but she still looked the same.
"Sanaa....what are you doing here?" I asked, afraid that my mothers serene cock blocking skills would soon tear this building to pieces with everyone in it diced and sliced to perfection.
"Your sister has been a great friend of mine. She told me about what happened and I came right away. Elijah, I am so...so...sorry."
"It's fine. I'm fine."
Her hands gathered into mine, causing a few glances shot towards us. I can only imagine how livid mama would be if she saw Sanaa embracing me right now. Yes, Sanaa was my woman but everyone else would see her as a concubine. No one else knew about Esther and I's 'sleeping arrangements'. She had her situation and I had mine.
I'm sure Sanaa would understand.
"Baby...not right now." I whispered.
"Elijah, I need you to-" My mothers incessant voice was abruptly halted by the sight of Sanna's honey colored fingers laced into mine.
"Who the fuck is this?" She summoned. Now everyone started to observe. Funeral drama must've really been a main attraction for some people.
"I did. She's a friend of the family." Rosie squeaked.
"A little too god damned friendly. Do she know Elijah wife just died?"
"She does. And I'm right here." Bucked Sanaa, standing toe to toe with my mom.
I would've came to her rescue, regardless of the fact that Sanaa was literally my concubine at my wife's funeral. But I didn't have a chance to.
Rosie reached behind her shoulders. "Okay, that's enough. Mom, this is Sanaa. Sanaa, this is Dinah. Our mom. She's just mourning. We're going to go sit, now."
Sanaa and Rosie walked away.
Like always, Rosie came to my rescue. Even though I don't think she knew about Sanaa and I's relationship completely, she dissolved any confrontations that would've set this church on fire. Singlehandedly, I realized I was dependent upon the women around me.
Furthermore, Sanaa and Rosie must've had a pretty tight relationship. They talked the entire time.
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