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tothebestofmyabilities · 2 months

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@seemoreseymoursbay day 3! OC day

So in the episode 'Bad Tina' Zeke mentions that his dads girlfriend just had a baby, assuming that the dads gf he talks about in early seasons is Cheryl his step mom and that the father of that baby is Zekes dad we can also assume that Zeke has a very young half sibling. And I did go ahead and assume all those things so this is Zekes baby sister Cherish (Cherry for short).

Used the prompt wonder wharf

Im gonna talk some more about her under the cut bc im sure that will devolve into infodumping zeke lore/headcanons and i dont want anyone to get stuck scrolling past a wall of text

Interestingly she's the only oc i have that's part of a different piece of media rather than one of my own projects.

She's a spunky little toddler for sure she's always got tons of energy, she's extremely confident and fearless constantly running off when she sees something that excites her or to ask strangers questions. She has a big sweet tooth but also loves spicy foods, off the top of my head I don't think its been discussed in canon where Zeke is from originally but recently I've been thinking of him and his bio mom as being from louisiana (projection on my part my mom is from louisiana and bc I like Zeke as a chef and the food there is soo good) I love the idea that his mom taught him to cook the local dishes and that he makes them for Cherry. She dresses in a chaotic mix of her own love of bright, clashing rainbow colors and dingey hand-me-downs from Zekes childhood and from their other cousins. I definitely think Zeke has adhd and Cherry does as well.

I tend to draw her/think of her around age 2 1/2- 3 (so when zeke is 16ish) but in canon time she'd still be a newborn. I love the idea of Zeke with a young sibling he's portrayed in the show as being super caring, protective of and loyal to the people be cares about, and good with younger kids all of which read as big brother qualities to me and he's also mentioned wanting siblings hes closer too. (He mentioned having a 44 year old brother in Presto Tina-o but also has said his bio mom was pregnant with him at her prom which is probably just a continuity error with his throway lines but taken at face value makes his dad out to be a gross old creep which is my personal headcanon idk if there's anyone out there who are big fans of Zeke's dad and step mom but my headcanons do not paint them in a nice light so beware of that)

Based on pretty much everything Zeke has ever said about his family I get the impression that the adults in his life are pretty neglectful and irresponsible and definitely not super present (he rarely ever speaks about his dad I hc him having a job that keeps him away from the family most of the time probably something like trucking and Zeke has mentioned Cheryl being an alcoholic I also hc her as much younger than the dad maybe she's a bartender? I definitely see her having a nightlife kind of job also for reference picture her as a redhead with blue eyes and a lot of tattoos that's where cherry gets her eyes and freckles)

I believe with Cherry a lot of parenting responsibilities would be placed on Zeke and while i think he has qualities that are really well suited to that the parentification of an older sibling is not ok and would negatively impact him, I like the idea of him applying for a job at Bob's Burgers bc he needs a more stable way to provide financially than doing odd jobs around town and not only getting a job but also getting a support system and adults who care about him and his sister and their wellbeing. I think Bob would take Zeke under his wing and help him make himself and his education a priority (the belchers helping out with Cherry when they can so he can focus more on school and extra curriculars) and help him get into a culinary school after graduation. Linda would fall completely in love with her (we know how much she loves babies) and basically treat Cherry like she's her own grandbaby. They all babysit her when needed but Louise is her favorite babysitter and maybe person also she really looks up to Louise and likes to imitate her fashion style and the way she speaks, Louise would pretend that this annoys her but not so secretly finds it adorable.

Anyways clearly i could go on and on but ill just cut myself off there hope y'all like her!

#my art #bobs burgers #bobs burgers fanart #fanart #zeke bobs burgers #bobs burgers oc #oc #seemoreseymoursweek #smsw #artists on tumblr #the picture of Zeke's family painted by all his random throwaway lines is endlessly fascinating to me #this probably means nothing to anyone else but zeke is so shawn hunter from boy meets world coded to me #oops was editing this in my drafts and accidentally pressed post instead of save its not actually march 6th for me for two more minutes #was gonna wait to post until morning but ok whatever its here now i guess

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mensfactory · 9 months

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1912 Simplex 50 HP Toy-Tonneau

In 1911, William P. Snyder Jr. ordered his 50 HP from J.M. Quinby & Co., the New Jersey–based coachbuilder and body maker for Simplex automobiles. Replying to his inquiry on June 26, the coachbuilder wrote, “We propose to furnish you with the latest model 129 inch wheel base, 50 H.P. Simplex Chassis, equipped with a Bosch dual system and four volt battery, Solar Eclipse headlights, oil side and tail lamps, Presto Lite tank and Chassis work, less the rear fenders for the sum of Forty-nine Hundred and Sixty ($4,960.00) Dollars and to be delivered three weeks or as much sooner as possible.”

Snyder specified a shorter 124-inch, 50 HP chassis with a Runabout, two-seat body and folding canvas top, painted in Munich Lake with a medium red chassis, and maroon leather. He also added his monogram to the coachwork. Soon after Chassis No. 799 was delivered, it was crashed by its young owner, and, at his father’s insistence, returned to Quinby to be fitted with more conservative bodywork that might encourage more disciplined driving.

The car on offer still wears body No. 3038, the Toy-Tonneau coachwork fitted in 1912. The Simplex was passed down to Snyder’s son in 1940, and eventually passed down to the latest generation in 2011.

Brian Henniker, courtesy of Gooding & Company.

#art #design #supercars #sport cars #luxurycars #supercar #luxurylifestyle #luxurycar #vintage cars #1912 #simplex #simplex 50 #tonneau #classic cars #classic car #vintagecar #collectors

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inchidentally · 5 months

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Write a list of all the landoscar concepts u want to read 👀

oh fuuuuuck anon

ok so bearing in mind I'm still way behind w fic reading so if these already exist pleeeaaaase link me up (and ofc if anyone writes these link me!!):

there's the vestal virgins thing I blurted out

vamposcar AU and this could go the way of it being more like a minor health condition that results in lots of daytime sleeping/sun sensitivity/needing blood during duress like races but Lando is ??? when he finds out, or full-blown immortal Oscar who keeps having to remember to act like a normal young man and not a highborn son from Renaissance Italy and Lando makes the realization during a stream when chat jokingly suggests Oscar's a vampire, basically I want lots of horny Lando and trying-to-hold-back-fangs-Oscar

EDIT: @nyoomfruits has this delicious and funny and beautiful vamposcar fic I’ve Tasted Blood (and I want more)!!

fae-but-doesn't-know-it Lando was actually found as a magic baby in part of an ancient forest near his family's Somerset home, nestled among bluebells when his brother wishes for a little brother - they raise him as normally as possible but have to hand-wave how often he gets hurt but heals super quickly and only Jon is informed for Lando's protection - Oscar being the first person outside the family circle to pay close enough attention to Lando and notice a few odd things: the strange light that seems to follow Lando wherever he goes even in the dark, the way the gold specks in his green eyes sometimes move around, the way certain metals make his skin rash up, how Lando isn't just a fussy eater he can somehow sense where food he hates is being stored even if it's out of sight, how he's wary of cats because they react strangely to him, and the way Oscar sometimes has to avoid looking directly in Lando's eyes because he's actually falling prey to Lando's instincts to trap and keep him. I'd love a scene where Oscar approaches Lando about it in private and does a little experiment he found on the internet where he intentionally hurts himself and Lando freaks while Oscar keeps telling him to "fix it, you know you can fix it" and hey presto! Lando has a lot of questions for his parent because he just healed Oscar with his hands and some weird glowing light came out?? EDIT: @lemonadedino has begun a fic for this!! and here's the finished fic!!

Lando who everyone assumes has been with guys but hasn't who then finds out that Oscar who has been with more guys than girls (Oscar having to talk Lando through a whole lot of realizing things)

Oscar adores casually sucking dick with no feelings attached and has blown just about every guy in racing that he could - except when he asks Lando he's unexpectedly excited and Lando is snorting a drink out of his nose in shock and oops has Feelings when Oscar gives him the best head of his life

Lando loves making straight men crazy for him and collects them like beaded bracelets but when it comes to Oscar he has an attack of guilt and can't work his usual wiles. Oscar assumes Lando is just especially not interested and ~miscommunication~ ensues

eternal-dork-complex Oscar has no interest in his own appearance and just kinda hopes the people he dates/sleeps with will be game but also lets a lot of hotties slip by because he doesn't bother - oops that's the case with Lando who Oscar assumed would be out of his league so he friendzones himself. Lando perceives this as Oscar somehow ?? not finding him smoking hot ?? what is wrong with this guy ?? but Oscar is also so incredibly kind and funny and attentive to Lando and his best teammate yet. he assumes it's that Oscar is just not interested bc it's not like being straight has stopped guys when it comes to Lando but ohhhh it hurts more and more that Oscar is the one to not be head over heels for him. lots of inside Lando's poor confused head POV and he ends up back in his apartment in Monaco all alone and wanting to cry every five minutes because Oscar just hugged him goodbye in Abu Dhabi and went off without a care in the world! texting miscommunication where Max F checks in worried and Lando spills it all out but through his blurry wet eyes he accidentally sends it to Oscar who had texted at the same time asking about the Autosport Awards videos they'd recorded. Lando falls asleep miserable and jetlagged and only wakes up hours later to the building's security guard pounding on the door saying that a Mr. Piastri has been asking to get in for the past hour but ofc Lando has missed all the texts and calls and intercom buzzes. Oscar is finally allowed in and he's frantic and rumpled with his little backpack and so adorably confused that Lando has to kiss him. LOTS of communication and feelings ensue etc.

ok that's all I could do for now but I'm gonna keep this to update anon, thank you for making me do this bc I had no idea I wanted all of this aslfjlashfljhf

#landoscar #mctwinks #twinklaren #landoscar fic prompts #inchreplies #landoscar fic #vamposcar #mine #vestal virgins au

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dewitty1 · 7 months

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Fic Recs Wrap Up - September 2023 (ノﾟ∀ﾟ)ノ⌒･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*☆

Salt on the Western Wind by Saras_Girl

When the war isn’t quite as over as it first appears, a guilt-ridden Harry is sent to a mysterious safe-house. Among sandwiches, insomnia, and Mills & Boon, he discovers something quite unexpected. Rec Post

Transfigurations by Resonant

Five years after Voldemort’s defeat, Harry returns to England to help re-open Hogwarts. Rec Post

The Arc of the Pendulum by brummell (actualite)

After his father casts a mysterious curse on Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy is forced to try to make things right. Rec Post

The Lily Spell by pickledghost

Harry Potter is one of the most handsome and sought after alphas on the Hogwarts Higher Education Programme. Draco Malfoy on the other hand, is the Seventh Year omega son of deceased Death Eaters and is widely ignored and shunned by his peers. Harry doesn’t even know Draco exists until he discovers that the younger boy is pregnant with his baby thanks to a spell gone wrong. Rec Post

Kiss the Joy (Until the Sun Rise) by ICMezzo @icmezzo

The Room of Requirement was severely damaged in the war, but not so much that it could not provide for one lost student and another young hero—especially when they needed each other most of all. Rec Post

Night Magic by Kbrick @kbrick

Eighth Year isn’t what Draco or Harry expected. Harry’s horribly lonely in the aftermath of his breakup with Ginny, Draco’s stuck in a clandestine friends-with-benefits situation with a closeted Blaise, and neither one of them can ever get any bloody sleep. But when our favorite boys bond over their insomnia-related woes, things start looking up. Rec Post

The Sun in Summer (Presto Pizzicato) by Cannibalschism @cannibalschism

Harry Potter is an orphan. Everyone knows this, him most of all. Taken in by the agoraphobic and ancient Dowager Viscountess Cassiopeia Black, Harry’s musical aptitude was evident even from a young age. He has trained all his life to perform in front of a noble audience and step upon the shoulders of giants. To be known for his accomplishment and skill. To be great. And he will do anything to achieve that goal. Draco Malfoy is an orphan. He hasn’t been as such for very long, however. Known as the Instrumenteur, Draco runs a modest shoppe in lower Diagon Alley where he creates and repairs musical instruments. The Viscountess Cassiopeia Black stole everything from him the night of his parents’ fatal accident. When Harry Potter, the orphan that wretched woman took in even as she cast out her own blood, proposes the most ludicrous of schemes that might just get Draco his stolen title and life back, who is he to decline? In a time of galas, secrets, corsets, and symphonies, can love prevail over all else? Rec Post

WHISKY-TANGO-FOXTROT by Vukovich @vukovich

“Potter,” Malfoy said with a slow smile. “You’re a trashy, new money slut.” “Yeah? Maybe you like it.” – The worst thing about being the Golden Boy is the freebies. Free drinks. Easy sex. It’s all too easy. The worst thing about being a Malfoy is the expectations. Marriage. Kids. It’s all so scripted. Harry wants his arse kicked. Draco decides to grab life by the balls. Rec Post

Here are a few more fics I've read recently that y'all might like to check out as well! (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

A True Entanglement by Booktopus @thebooktopus

One moment, Harry was minding his own business, going about his workday, and the next, he found himself being dragged across the Ministry by a red string that had somehow curled up in a pretty little bow around his wrist. A story of fate, smut, falling in love, and a string named Harold.

Fire Meet Gasoline by lettersbyelise @lettersbyelise

When Draco’s anger management issues land him in St Mungo’s, he thinks his Quidditch career is over. But Harry, A&E Healer and notorious workaholic, is faced with a similar predicament. To save their jobs, the two of them decide to fake a relationship. All they have to do is convince their friends and employers… and not fall in love in the process. Simple, right?

Everything is Relative to You by honeybeet @thehoneybeet

Potter was supposed to have lived. Draco is certain of this. That Potter would no longer walk the earth was tantamount to the sun moving west to east across the sky. If only he could have stopped this from happening, if he’d have known… It comes to him as ideas often did: too late. Or, Harry dreams of his past lives, and Draco is in every one.

we'll keep the king by BlueSundayCake @bluesundaycake

On a cold December morning, Remus Lupin shows up on Severus Snape's doorstep with a child with very familiar eyes.

Evitative by Vichan

In the summer before his fifth year at Hogwarts, Harry is drawn to a room in Grimmauld Place. Like the Gryffindor he is, he enters the room without fear. The room is a library, and Harry is surprised to find that he’s eager to learn. Then he gets the bad news: he’s been accidentally expelled from Hogwarts, and he needs to be sorted again. Everyone is confident that he’ll go straight back to Gryffindor, but with what he's been learning, Harry’s not so sure.

The White Pawn by Soupy_George

When eighteen-year-old Draco Malfoy finds himself back at Hogwarts on the eve of Voldemort's infamous return, he is confronted with the most difficult decision he's ever had to make: Relive the 6th year at school he's tried so hard to forget, or do the unthinkable and ally himself with Potter's lot...

( •ॢ◡-ॢ)-♡ I hope you enjoy these fics as much as I have! Happy reading, y’all! xoxo, Carey (◍•ᴗ•◍)♡ ✧*💜💙💚💛❤💗💕💖

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xxtc-96xx · 1 year

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Cartoon porn is weird, isn't it?

I remember hearing somewhere that it has a little bit to do with children connecting to characters they see when they're young.

And when they mature, those connections shift over to interests they have for the opposite sex(or same-sex) because it's something they've already identified as something that they know they like. And presto, you got entire websites dedicated to ruining your childhood.

Of course, I have no idea if this is true or not. Thought I'd just share it anyway.

All I know is I feel like an alien observing another species culture because I never had that shift seeing everything as a potential sex object or icon so I never understood the appeal of making porn of your old beloved cartoon characters XD

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missr3n3 · 9 months

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"When did you take the real Adam's place?" Tension stirred in Jonah's chest as he watched Adam bristle at Thatcher's question. "I don't remember," Adam replied stiffly. "I must have been young. I guess... I guess we both were."

i am in way too deep with this fic i swear. the entire time i was watching presto i could picture jonah standing anxiously in the corner during the interrogation scene, so i decided to make a drawing about it!

#the mandela catalogue #mandela catalogue fanart #tmc fanart #jonah marshall #tmc jonah #thatcher davis #tmc thatcher #adam murray #tmc adam #mandela catalogue au #tmc au #blood tw #cut down the altar au #r3n3 art stuff #i think this has been my best attempt at drawing thatcher so far lol

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bubblytarts · 2 months

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Song of Six

Better known as the Dungeons and Dragons Cartoon DnD Game

So I have been bullied (not really) into explaining the DnD campaign I’m running

Back in 1983, there was a Saturday morning cartoon themed around Dungeons and Dragons. That cartoon ran for three seasons, and then was cancelled before the final episode was released officially.

I made a campaign based around this pitch: “Ten years ago, a group of children from Earth were sent to a mysterious realm. They were to be heroes. They didn’t do that. They never came home. You are a group of people gathered by Dungeon Master to find the original heroes, and convince them to save the world.”

That world is called Untoril. It’s a… strange version of the Forgotten Realms (thus the name being “Un-Toril”). It’s full of characters you know, but altered by this world and its struggles. Characters from the Drizzt novels, the 2023 DnD movie, Baldur’s Gate 3, and of course the DnD cartoon all interact.

The party is a group of six people - two from Untoril, 4 from Earth - and a young woman named Sarah

(Sarah is a character I created based off of the Dragons of Stormwreck Isle tie-in miniatures from Wizkids. The other figures in that set were Hank, Diana, Eric, and Presto from the cartoon. I thought it was odd to package an entirely new character with them, and made lore out of it.)

The campaign is the six players plus Sarah traveling across Untoril, looking for the cartoon characters.

So far they have found three of them: Sheila was working with Jarlaxle and his guild; Bobby was a friend of Holga Kilgore and Edgin Darvis and working as a gladiator in Neverwinter; and Presto was studying under the archmage Mordenkainen

They still have yet to find Diana (who is missing), Eric (who is the king of the kingdom of Zinn), and Hank (who they have recently learned is the leader of the rebellion against Dungeon Master).

Oh yeah. Dungeon Master is the BBEG

It’s a campaign about celebrating the vast lore of Dungeons and Dragons, while still trying to lay rest to this version of the world that never got to finish its story.

The campaign tagline is literally “Every story deserves an ending”

And that’s the whole point. In addition to helping the cartoon kids get back home, the party is helping Untoril heal. It’s a revolution campaign

There’s also a giant monster lurking underneath the world that’s slowly manipulating everyone’s memories into forgetting there are problems in the first place (gotta love a good False Hydra)

I could elaborate more on the actual SESSIONS or THEMES or CHARACTERS but that would make this a much longer post and I’m typing this on my phone lol. But my asks are open!

I love this game. I’m very proud of it. And I’m very glad everyone is enjoying it so much

I’m gonna tag them so they see this :)

Co-DM/My Idea Guy - @parallel-2-anywhere

Players:

@anatthema-art

@waggleman2

@pipittypro

@sugarsnap-caely

@sleepysheepyowo

@chara-universe

#bubbly rambles #song of six #dungeons and dragons #dnd #dndc #dungeons and dragons cartoon #legend of drizzt #dndhat #dungeons and dragons honor among thieves #baldur's gate 3 #send asks

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calisources · 9 months

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NETFLIX'S THE CROWN SENTENCE STARTERS. all sentences on this meme come from the hit show "the crown", the netflix original series. themes of monarchy, royalty, god are present so keep this in mind. change pronouns/names/locations as you see fit.

I am aware that I am surrounded by people who feel that they could do the job better, strong people with powerful characters, but for better or worse, the crown has landed on my head.

To do nothing is often the best course of action.

Who we are is not what we wear or what glitters. It’s the spirit that defines us.

You understand, the titles, the dukedom. They’re not the job. She is the job. She is the essence of your duty.

People are so rarely what they seem.

To do nothing is the hardest job of all. And it will take every ounce of energy that you have. To be impartial is not natural, not human.

Who wants transparency when you can have magic? Who wants prose when you can have poetry?

An ordinary young woman of modest ability and little imagination. But wrap her up like this, anoint her with oil, and hey, presto, what do you have? A goddess.

No man should be punished for love.

People have to be angry at someone. But as leader, one cannot simply react to everything.

That’s the thing about unhappiness. All it takes is for something worse to come along and you realize it was actually happiness after all.

What kind of marriage is this? What kind of family? You’ve taken my career from me, you’ve taken my home. You’ve taken my name.

With this family, when you’re in, you’re never quite sure that you’re in. But when you’re out, there’s no doubt at all. You’re out.

How many times can this family make the same mistake? Forbidding marriages that should be allowed. Forcing others that shouldn’t. Paying the consequences each time

It is not my job to govern. But it is my job to ensure proper governance.

To give ordinary people an ideal to strive towards, an example of nobility and duty to raise them in their wretched lives.

Too much character, an excess of character.

Why does everybody think, just because we’re royal, we like fine dining? Don’t they realize we’re savages?

A sick king is no good to anyone. There must be no weakness. No vulnerability.

Self-pity won’t get you very far. You’ve just got to get on with it.

We can’t be everything to everyone and still be true to ourselves.

I’d like to be a queen of people’s hearts, in people’s hearts.

Nothing wrong with a coronation. Under the right circumstances.

That is what people want in a leader. To show conviction and strength. To lead.

I am Queen, but I am also a woman. And a wife.

People do the strangest things when they’re unhappy.

Power is nothing without authority.

There comes a time where one must draw a line in the sand.

There’s no such thing as a blameless party in a divorce.

Too much knowledge can be a dangerous thing.

We all desire equality, but here’s the thing. We were not born equal.

#rp meme #sentences memes #meme call #roleplay memes #sentence meme #( cali meme. )#rp memes #rp prompt #rp musings #roleplay prompt #roleplay meme #fantasy memes

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musicpromotionclub · 3 months

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Young Presto is Hitting a New Level of Creativity With the Track ‘race’

#Young Presto #latest music #youtube video #Youtube

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muzicpromotionclub · 3 months

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Young Presto’s latest release ‘Race’ will charm you from your core within seconds

#Young Presto #alternative rock music #soundcloud music #New York Music Artist

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michaels-reality · 7 months

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OC TOBER DAY 2: NEW OC

I just picked too of my newest ocs to draw for this. And they have names now!

The purple magician looking fellow is named Presto and the blue one with the wrench is called Itzy Claus.

More about their characters under the cut! VVV

Let's start off with Itzy so this makes sense. Also this is goofy cus it's based on my dreams

So Santa is real in this Universe and Itzy is the daughter of Santa Claus! Santa in this universe is basically like the Big Cheese. He controls a lot of the money in this Universe, but mostly, makes toys. Itzy is the heir to the Claus toy business but Itzy isn't into toys, she wants to make mechs and make things that explode. Santa isn't the best at being the best dad and supporting his kid so Itzy runs away from the North Pole and ends up in the West Pole which is this desert like place (hehe. like the wild west). That's where she meets up with Lyca who is this young lady :)

Lyca helps Itzy run away from home and find out who she is outside her family. And Itzy goes from this to this

Presto also lives in the North Pole! He's an orphan that works for Santa Claus that hasn't had the easiest time fitting in. People tend to think he's creepy cus he smiles too much and his new homes never worked out too much. But he found comfort in one thing: comic books. He didn't get to get his hands on much but it's dream to be like the villains he's read about. They were always so flamboyant and made such an impact of the world around them. He related to them and wanted to do what they do. But he's never had the resources to be a villain, not even a superhero to make his nemesis, until he met Harvey. Harvey is this guyyy

Harvey meets Presto and agrees to help him to be the villain he wants to be and Harvey becomes the hero he needs to be.

#oc tober #oc tober 2023 #oc art #original character #miccybiccy's art tag

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seth-shitposts · 5 months

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Mmm for funnsies:

Music I relate to Kallus (because this motherfucker has made up a good chunk of our listening this year)

Genres:

Orchestra/Orchestra Rock

Folk/Pop Folk

Punk/Punk Rock/Rock

Artist:

Bastille

Mumford & Sons

The Oh Hellos

Of Monsters And Men

Ludovico Einaudi

Fish In A Birdcage

Sleeping At Last

Songs:

Achilles Come Down by Gang of Youths

Thistle & Weeds // Little Lion Man by Mumford & Sons

Wolves Without Teeth by Of Monsters And Men

Boreal by The Oh Hellos

Turn to Stone by Ingrid Michaelson

Another Love by Tom Odell

I'll Be Good by Jaymes Young

Just One Yesterday by Fall Out Boy

Homesick by Noah Kahan

Get Home // Daniel In The Den // The Draw // An Act of Kindness // Weight of Living, Pt. I & Pt. II // Blame // Flaws // Power // Laughter Lines // The Anchor // Warmth // Icarus by Bastille

Songs (Instrumental List):

Solas by Gibran Alcocer

Dawn of Faith by Eternal Eclipse

Cloud Atlas - Sextet by Jonas Kvarnström

The Forsaken Waltz by Joshua Kyan Aalampour

Windy Night by Wish on the Boat

Wars of Faith by Iván Torrent, Audiomachine

September 15, 2017: Cassini - The Grand Finale by Sleeping At Last

Black Swan (Ochrestal Verison) by OMJamie

The Four Seasons - Summer in G Minor, RV. 315, III. Presto by Antonio Vivaldi, Adrian Chandler, LA Serenissima

La Leçon Particulière by Orquesta Jean Philippe André

Experience by Ludovico Einaudi

Song Of Time by Abel Korzeniowski

Repose by Sauftly

#alexsandr kallus #star wars rebels #swr

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wlw-imagines · 2 years

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Ask Me - Eloise Bridgerton/Reader (Bridgerton)

a/n: a little short bit that wasn’t technically requested but anon asked me if i could start writing for bridgerton and hey presto here i am! hope u enjoy a bit of angst xoxo

There were many things you loved about the Ton. You had to admit that you loved the parties, the elegance, the dresses... it had been your whole life. And yet you still weren’t particularly ready for what you had spent your whole life training for.

You were due to be wed in two weeks time.

It had been announced today. You husband-to-be had just left your house. You were glad that someone had proposed in all honesty, and you were glad that your whole life leading up to this point hadn’t been for nothing and that he was a good enough man but, at the same time, you were completely and utterly bereft. After all, your heart belonged to another. Eloise Bridgerton.

You were sure she didn’t even know it, but she had your heart all the same. And there was nothing you could do.

The two of you had met when you were young. You were friends first and foremost, playing together and learning stupid skills to please your future husbands at such a young age. You had grown up a bit and drifted apart until Daphne’s season began.

When you saw Eloise again last year it was like nothing had changed and yet, at the same time, everything had. This time, you were wholly and fully in love with her.

You became as thick as thieves again, with Penelope too when she was able to join you, and with Benedict whenever he was around. You did your best to keep your feelings private, you thought she was never going to be like you - to like another woman.

But today, you found yourself at the Bridgerton house, hands shaking as the house maid let you in. You had so much to say and only two weeks left in the Ton, with Eloise so close.

And before it was too late, you were asking to speak to Eloise.

And all of a sudden, she was standing in front of you.

You could tell she knew about your engagement, how could she not know, it was in Lady Whistledown’s latest paper. And you could also tell that she was pissed, or angry, or something bad. Of course she was, she had heard about your engagement from a gossip paper and not from you. What made you feel worse was that you had no idea how she would feel after you had talked to her. She may never want to talk to you again.

You attempted to push the fear down and took a deep breath before looking up. Your gazes locked and she nodded, “Y/N.” She said, greeting you.

“Hello.” You let go of the breath you were holding, doing your best not to break down and cry right there.

She frowned slightly, and pretended to check her nails, “I wasn’t expecting you.”

You tried to defuse some tension in the air by putting on your best cheeky smile and asking, “Are you ever expecting me?”

Eloise blinked a few times, almost cracking, “We’re having dinner soon.” She hesitated, looking over her shoulder.

“Do you have a moment to talk?” You asked, quietly, your hands anxiously twisting your dress up, again and again.

She finally let out a sigh, breaking and rushing over to you, “Of course.” She let out a small smile and held your hands, having noticed your anxious actions, she squeezed them reassuringly, “I heard-”

You quickly shook your head, “Can we please talk somewhere private?”

“Of course.” She didn’t ask any further questions and instead, held onto your hand and pulled you out to the garden, stopping at the swings.

Without talking you kept walking, this time dragging her behind you, until you were behind a small cluster of trees. You were sure that no one would be able to see you from the house and definitely not hear what you were about to admit. Having Eloise hear it was going to be bad enough.

She frowned slightly and cleared her throat, pulling your attention to her. She couldn’t understand why you were acting this way, "So... you're to be married?" She said, doing her best to sound somewhat optimistic about it.

You let your gaze drop to the floor, "Yes."

"Are you not happy? I hear Lord Corsley is a kind man. I'm sure he can make you happy."

You tried to calm your breathing and closed your eyes, "Eloise-"

"And I know you like the country, Y/N. Have you seen his country house? Rather grand, or so I've heard-"

You clenched your fists and took a step forward, raising your eyes to Eloise’s, "Ask me not to marry him." You rushed out, before you could convince yourself not to. There was a few seconds of silence in which Eloise watched you for any sign that you were messing around or joking. When it was clear you were serious, she moved closer to you.

"What?" She asked, her hand on your arm. You glanced down at the contact and tried to formulate your thoughts.

"If I were told not to- If you asked me not to marry him... I wouldn't, you know that, don't you?" You searched her eyes desperately, trying to convey the message, trying to get her to understand. How do you say ‘I love you’ without having to say those three words out loud?

Eloise’s mind was racing at all the possibilities and what you meant, surely... surely not what she was hoping for? But she shook her head, "Y/N, I couldn't-"

"And why couldn't you, Eloise?" You stepped even closer, your eyes brimming with tears. You closed your eyes, not wanting to cry in front of her right now. You rested your hands on her waist and leant your forehead on her collarbone, "Just ask me. Please." You mumbled into her dress, pleadingly.

You could feel her breath on the back of your neck and her words reverberated through your upper body, "What would it change?" You brought your head up and wiped at your eyes.

"What would it change? Everything. El, I- You must know how I feel.” Your lips trembled slightly. You’d gone too far now to go back and besides, did you really want to take any of this back? You were terrified but you already felt lighter. You brought your hands up to cup her chin and gently swiped the pad of your thumb over her cheekbone.

Her eyes squinted slightly, "How you... feel?" She whispered out the question, her eyes searching yours for an answer. She raised her own hands and put them over the top of yours.

You let out a huff of frustration and dropped your hands from her cheeks, taking a step back and pulling some hair from out of your face, "For someone who reads so many novels, and novels of love, you sure are being dense right now."

"Love?" She repeated, though she hardly spoke the word and it came out as the faintest of whispers.

Your eyes widened in panic and you wrung your hands slightly, screwing up your dress again and pulling at it. You shook your head and took a few more steps back, "I didn't mean... I don't mean love. I just, I mean maybe I do but-"

"And if I told you- If I asked you not to marry and instead to stay here, with me, what would you do?" Eloise followed you, every step back you had taken she had taken that same step forward until your back was against one of the tree trunks. You tried to avoid her gaze but she simply followed it until she’d had enough and grabbed your chin to steady you. Your eyes connected.

A tear slipped down your cheek and you let out a shaky breath, "I'd stay."

She tracked the tear with her eyes until it landed at your lips, her gaze lingered, "Y/N, please, don’t make me...” Her voice trembled and she let go of you but didn’t move back, “I’m telling you that I can’t be the one-"

"No, Eloise, please, you can because I would- I'd stay." The tears wouldn’t stop now, and your chest tightened. You licked your lips, “I’d stay for you, Eloise. I’d do anything for you.”

Eloise stood motionless, hardly breathing, "And that is why I cannot." It dawned on you, maybe you’d got your hopes up too much but she was trying to let you down carefully. You’d got your wires crossed, she didn’t like you. She was your friend after all, "Y/N-"

You rubbed the tears from your face, angry at yourself more than anyone else right now. You felt like a fool, "No, you're right. It was stupid of me to-"

"Y/N, please." She grasped for your hands as they flailed around but you pulled them out of her grip each time.

You shook your head, trying to get out from under her. You needed to get out of this garden, away from the tree, away from her, "I can't."

"Just wait." She begged, you finally managed to get out from between her and the tree.

You kept shaking your head gently, sniffling as you backed away from her one step at a time, trying to excuse yourself, "I wasn't thinking properly... the engagement, it's a lot and it's a big change. I wasn't in my right mind at all and you must forgive me. I-"

You felt yourself jolted towards her and brought back behind the cover of trees. You looked down to see her hand clasped around the front of your dress, which she had used to pull you back into her.

“Eloise.”

Before you could protest any further, her arm was around your waist and her other hand was on your chin and she was kissing you. She was kissing you. Eloise was kissing you.

You didn’t want to stop but you took a moment to breath, your nose gently brushed against hers. She drew back only to immediately envelop you in a hug, hiding her face in the crook of your neck, “El?” You gently wrapped your arms around her body. You only realised she was crying when your neck became wet.

“How didn’t I notice?” Her breath shuddered as she sniffled.

“Notice?” You asked, frowning and only hugging her tighter.

She pulled back, tear tracks on her cheeks, “I’ve loved you since we were young.”

“You did?” You whispered.

She nodded and closed her eyes, “And we could have had longer.” She sighed, biting her lip.

You tried again, taking her cheeks in the palms of your hands, “I’d stay, El, I would.”

She pressed a light kiss to the tip of your nose and brought her lips close to yours, "When are you to be married?"

You gulped, wanting to protest again but not finding the strength, "I... a fortnight from today." You admitted, sure she already knew but needed to hear it from you.

This time the kiss was different. Before it had been hungry and long overdue. Now she kissed you so softly, so gently, like you would break. She pulled away, just a few millimetres. "So soon?"

You swallowed the feeling of resentment against your future husband, "Lord Corsley has business to attend to at the end of the month that will take him out of the country. He wanted the wedding and the honeymoon over before he leaves for the continent."

"Perhaps I could come and visit you whilst he is away." Eloise looked at you, her eyes bright with tears and her nose slightly red. Your chest ached and you tried not to cry again. She wasn’t going to ask you to stay. How could she?

"You would?" You asked, instead.

"And we still have two weeks." She whispered, moving to hug you again. She pressed soft kisses to your ear lobe and your jaw.

You pulled away and looked into her eyes, one more attempt - that’s all you had, "I wish we had more, and I wish I didn't have to marry. I wish..."

She shook her head, taking your hand in hers and bringing it up to press a kiss to, "Come, we should return, before they send a search party." You nodded. Your understood her. Your future together would be more secure if you both had husbands than it ever would be if you became spinsters. People would talk. It is the Ton after all, and how could you ask her to do that to her family name. Her younger siblings.

There was a bit of rustling and Benedict popped into view with a lopsided grin as he brushed his jacket to get rid of the leaves, "Too late, I'm afraid. I tried covering for you, sister, but Mama was starting to get suspicious." He looked around the spot you’d found for yourselves, “What on Earth are you doing in this part of the garden? I spent ages looking for you.”

Eloise tightened her grip on your hand, "How long have you been there, brother?" She asked, tense with fear.

"Only as long as I’ve been speaking to you. Why, did I interrupt something?" He asked with a cheeky tone before taking note of the mood. Both of you still had tear tracks down your cheeks and red eyes, “Is everything alright?”

You sniffled and cleared your throat, quickly making up an excuse, "Yes, fine. Uh, you didn’t interrupt anything at all. Why, we were just discussing the latest Whistledown."

Benedict turned his body to you and mock bowed, "Miss Y/L/N, good evening."

"Evening, Benedict." You responded fondly, letting a smile grow on your face. He was like your very own brother and you’d miss seeing him so often.

"I hear congratulations are in order? Your engagement?" He grinned.

You did all you could to not visibly flinch at his words. Instead, you nodded and put on your best smile, "Yes, thank you." You took in a deep breath and removed your hand from Eloise’s, "I should leave you all be, I just came to speak to Eloise and, well, I have a wedding to make preparations for."

She moved to take your hand again but you nodded to Benedict and she settle for walking back to the house next to you, brushing hands as you went.

Benedict walked the other side and nudged your shoulder, "You are sure you don't want to stay? Mama won't mind, we will always make a space at our table for you. Eloise? Y/N can stay, can’t she?" He asked, leaning in front of you to check in with Eloise. You cast your eyes to floor, refusing to make eye contact with Eloise despite knowing she was looking your way and shook your head firmly as you reached the back doors.

"Thank you, but no. I will take my leave tonight. Enjoy your evening, both of you."

You turned around and did a half curtsy, just wanting to leave at this point. You could hardly keep on your feet after all that had happened tonight, you needed to sit down and process.

El tried to stop you from going and reached out to you, "Y/N-"

"Good night, Eloise." You took a step back and turned away, thanking the house maid for opening the door for you as you left the Bridgerton house.

Benedict watched as you went, taking note of the way the two of you acted with one another. He noticed the glances and the touches. He remembered the messed up hair and the way the two of you were standing so closely to one another back amongst the trees.

He watched Eloise as her gaze fell on the space you had just been occupying. He sighed and stepped forward, wrapping his little sister up in his arms just as the tears began again.

“Sister?” He asked, worried about her. He need to let her know that he knew and that she could trust him wholeheartedly.

“I-I can’t-” She shook her head, keeping her face directed to the ground and avoiding his sight. Her chest was rising and falling too quickly and she couldn’t breathe. He rubbed her back and held her hand.

“Breathe, it’s okay.”

She shook her head harder and cried out, sobbing, “No, no, it’s not.” She sat down on the steps into the garden so he joined her, pulling her to rest on his shoulder.

He allowed the silence to gather as her breathing became normal again. Benedict clenched his eyes shut before letting out a sigh.

"You know, sometimes Society wants things from us that we are unable to give.” He began, stumbled a bit and tried again, “They all want us to fall in love on their very own terms. It is thought of as unacceptable any other way." He whispered, leaning into Eloise.

She tensed up, sure he knew something he really shouldn’t, "I don't want to talk about it, brother."

"I have found it difficult myself, you know." He finally admitted, looking out into the garden, "I have learnt that it's- it’s okay to love the people that they... don't want you to."

Eloise’s tear stained face turned to him, her eyes lit up by the light coming from inside the house.

"I... You have?" Her voice trembled. His hand shook slightly but Eloise took them in her own.

Benedict looked at his sister, "It's okay to love her."

Eloise’s bottom lip trembled slightly, "She's engaged to be married."

"Does she love you?"

She shook her head, "That doesn't matter."

"Of course it matters." He squeezed her hand.

"I couldn't ask her to stay. She wanted me to but... how could I?" She leant her head against Benedict’s shoulder. The things he would do for his sister... and yet, here he was, feeling powerless against the whole of the Ton.

"Come, I'll tell Mama you're not feeling well and we can talk. I’ll give you my best brotherly advice.” He smiled a warm smile and stood up, helping his sister to her feet. “It'll be okay, Eloise, I promise."

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Ten Tips to Naming Characters

I’ve seen many aspiring writers express both in person and on social media that they struggle to come up with names for characters. Some have even said, “Why is it so hard?” I, however, have never found it hard to come up with character names. I’ve even been told, “Lucky you!” I wouldn’t say my instinct is just luck. From a young age, names have been fascinating for me, partly because I’m from a big family that had baby name books hanging around. If you’re struggling with character names, there are ten tips that make coming up with a character name a breeze.

Think of your favorite names

We all have favorite names. I sure do. Sometimes when coming up with a name for a character, especially the protagonist, I use a name that’s always been one of my favorite’s. Presto. My character has a name.

2. Read baby name books and websites

Baby names books or websites can be your best friend. They can help you find names under certain languages, provide meanings, common associations, popular names by country and region, and a great list you can steal from.

3. Study name symbolism and meaning in literature

When you study names used in literature as well as popular entertainment, you can find interesting symbolism that describes the character. For example, in Nathanial Hawthorne's “The Scarlet Letter” there’s a character named Arthur Dimmsdale. “Dimmsdale” in Old English means “gloomy valley”, a description that fits his character. The TV series “Lost” had special meanings behind the name of each character, such as how Jack Shephard takes on the role to be the leader of the group.

4. Consider the vibes surrounding your character

Oftentimes when I come up with a character name, I think about what kind of vibes I feel with that character and ask myself what name goes with those vibes. There might be a feeling or emotion I feel goes with a name that suits the character. If I think of a character who I feel has a strong desire for justice, then I could give the name Justin. If there is a character who I associate with love and affection or valiance, I might give the name Valerie.

5. For fantasy and sci-fi, mix and mash words

If you’re writing fantasy and sci-fi, you don’t need to be a full on linguist like Tolkien was, unless you passionately want to be. Coming up with elf names, magic names, alien names, etc. can be done just by mixing up existing words. Sometimes I take the halves of words, mix them up, and combine them. Animorphs author K.A. Applegate has said that she came up with the Andalite word “nothlit” by seeing a sign for Hilton Hotel and rearranging the letters.

6. Name a character after someone you would like to pay homage to or mock

Sometimes I name characters after someone I knew in real life who deserves tribute. I’ve also come up with villain names by naming them after people I don’t like or notable people in real life. Be careful with this technique to avoid getting sued.

7. Study languages

Again, you don’t need to be a linguist like J.R.R. Tolkien, but if you learn another language or study linguistics in general, it’s interesting to learn the characteristics of languages. I’ve studied a lot of Spanish and Irish Gaelic that I like to use for my character name creation.

8. Take names from other sources, like movies, books, mythology, religious books, history, places.

In the end, you can just steal names from places, movies, books, the Bible, etc. You wouldn’t want to do this for a unique name the author invented or one that is heavily associated with an iconic character. There are plenty of names that are free for grabs. Maybe you would like to name your character after your favorite movie side character, favorite villain in a book, favorite Bible figure, favorite saint, favorite mythological hero, or favorite historical figure, etc.

9. Use name generators

I haven’t used these myself, but I’ve seen there are a number of websites that can be helpful name generators. Examples:

www.fantasynamegenerators.com

www.behindthename.com

10. Don't overthink it

This might be the most important tip. I think the main reason why some writers struggle is that they overthink it. While the tips above are nice, they aren’t required. You don’t need to have literary symbolism behind the name or allude to some significant historical figure. In the end, it can be as simple as just using a name that you like or just randomly picking from the millions of names in baby name websites and Wikipedia.

I hope that helps. Have fun!

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