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hard-times-paramore · 2 months

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It was only a matter of time until I made fanart of Age of Empires 3. Decided to start by drawing the entire family tree of the game's protagonists.

Every named character - except for Phillip (he was only mentioned in the game's guide) - is playable in the game. You start with Morgan in mid-1500s and work your way generation after generation of the Black family until mid-1800s.

My favorite characters are definitely John and Chayton. John has one of the best lore and is in the Act with the best cast of characters, and Chayton is unhinged and a baddass.

Below the cut is my thought process for the drawing. Also, if anyone wants to see my Age of Empires posts, the tag on my blog is "aoeposting".

Starting with Morgan. According to the wiki and the game's guide, he had four children. Two we don't know the name of, John's father Phillip and John's uncle Stuart.

I assume, since Morgan is 200 years old by the time John is born, that neither Stuart nor Phillip were Elizabet's children. He probably had them way later, after getting married to a British woman. But since it's canon he and Lizzie had a situationship, I'm assuming those two unnamed kids are hers, and she took them and raised them as pirates.

I doubt Lizzie ever married Morgan. Though now I don't know what's funnier, them getting married or Morgan the Knight inventing friends with benefits in the 1500s and having children out of wedlock with a pirate.

Well, we don't have time to unpack all that.

So Morgan's British Wife is very posh, to explain why Stuart stands out so much when next to his woodsman nephew John. Both John's father and mother were inspired by the Settlers' design in-game.

I made John's mother be half-Mohawk, because a friend of mine pointed out John and Ká:nien are implied to have grown up together, as well as John having some beadwork in his coat.

I drew Nonahkee's new design, just gave her her old design's braids.

I made Nathaniel's wife white, blonde, and very similar to Amelia, because despite Amelia being half-Mohawk, she looks white, looks nothing like her dad, and is even asked at some point in the game if it's true her family is mixed.

For her husband, I looked up pictures of Lakota men from that time period, as well as some of the in-game Lakota exclusive units. He was particularly inspired on the Club Warrior.

And finally we get to Chayton, who is white, Mohawk and Lakota, with Brits and Scots in his family history. I did say this game was about a long string of biracial people.

He rides off into the sunset at the end of his story. We don't know if he had any children.

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amesblackk · 2 days

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i literally can’t win.

outer banks tour has been cancelled, once again. i really want to apologize to everyone for such short notice again, i know the concert is supposed to be tomorrow, but i have no guitarist for this weekend at all. jordan is sick and rafe is deciding to bail on us last minute so without a guitarist, there is no use in even trying to perform. i’ve made sure that each and every one of you have gotten your money back, and im so so sorry for the inconvenience.

thank you to everyone in outer banks who was willing to come see my show, and i’m sorry that some people are so mean. i love you angels, so much.

xoxo, ames.

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#amelia black #outer banks #outer banks rp #rp

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isahasarts · 1 month

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I had initially deleted this one, but I was told it was too good not to post.

In the original game, Amelia is very old but still the narrator. She said she never saw her son again.

That thought of her outliving Chayton was very painful, and I was inspired to make this drawing.

#I made this drawing on easter hence the pieta inspiration #my art #age of empires #amelia black #chayton black

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zegalba · 5 months

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Amelia Gray for Document Journal (2023) Photography: Alasdair McLellan

#amelia gray #Document Journal #Document #photography #Alasdair McLellan #black and white #beauty #hair #2023

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dragoncult-handmaiden · 27 days

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I want to be every soulsborne woman at the same time. Why are they all so ethereal and divine and mysterious and powerful and feminine and graceful and elegant and dark and I love women

#elden ring #ranni the witch #marika #melina #malenia #cleanrot knight finlay #black knife tiche #sister friede #vicar amelia #rennala of the full moon #millicent #dancer of the boreal valley #dark souls #bloodborne #i love women #ahhh women #I want to be all of them

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saturnville · 3 months

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sad girl, major john egan

pairing: major john "bucky" egan x amelia mae

content: in the beginning stages of their relationship, amelia finds herself questioning john and the nature of their relationship.

song reference: sad girl by lana del rey

an: idk this song does something to me. should I make a tag list?

John Egan was an enigma. A puzzle that was impossible to solve. A language she couldn’t translate. A concept she couldn’t grasp. It angered her. It sent her into emotional overload and overwhelmed her mind. She couldn’t make sense of him and it pained her.

She found herself in her head, swimming through the sea of intrusive thoughts that invaded her mind. He wasn’t serious about her. He wasn’t capable of loving her. That was evident by the way his eyes followed the silhouette of a pretty blonde at the pub while she washed dishes and served drinks to the armymen. He didn’t know she noticed. Why would he? To him, she was nothing but a girl he’d gone on a few dates with. They weren’t committed; he owed her no loyalty.

Her attempts at keeping her facial expressions at bay were a failure. When she rose her head, she caught the sympathetic eyes of the emphatic Gale Cleven. The smile on her face quivered as she turned her back and continued with her task.

And his hesitancy, oh God, his hesitancy to decline a dance from a woman broke her even further. Sure, she should have been glad that he declined the brunette’s advances regardless, but the fact that he took the time to think. To ponder. To debate, made her sick to her stomach.

She wept like a child that night. She accepted his peck on the cheek at the end of the evening, “You alright, doll?” His voice sent a chill down her spine. It stayed with her until she went home, then wept like a child.

She was asked about him by her best friend. If only she could describe all that he was, and all that he wasn’t. He was a complex case that needed to be studied. Dissected and picked apart like an experiment. She nodded once and said, “He is a beautiful human, truly. Bold and wild like a fire. He walks in it with pride and warms everyone he comes in contact with.”

Her friend sensed the sadness laced in her words. With a small voice, she asked in return, “It sounds like you aren’t too happy about that. What’s that about?”

With a sad smile pulled at her lips. Amelia shrugged and dropped her hands into her lap defeatedly. Quietly she admitted, "I don't know if he can love me the way I love him. I think...my worst fear is that he'll light me on fire and leave me to burn in the flames...."

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fallenvampyra · 7 months

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Diva Destruction's Debra Fogarty for "The Bats" gallery in 2000

Shot by Amelia G & Forrest Black

#diva destruction #debra fogarty #music #goth rock #dark wave #darkwave #inspo #goth #gothic #gothic fashion #goth fashion #amelia g & forrest black #blueblood #my posts ☠︎︎

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missesmckinnon · 10 months

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James, Lily, Sirius, Evan, Dorcas, and Amelia: I like making other people happy. It’s nice to be the reason someone else is smiling.

Regulus, Mary, Remus, Barty, Marlene, and Emmeline: I take pride in the fact that people don’t like me. I hate you too, bitch.

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agelessphotography · 7 months

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Amelia Van Buren, Thomas Eakins, late 1880s

#thomas eakins #cats #photography #vintage photography #vintage #black and white photography #1880s #animals #amelia van buren #portrait #american

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0blobthefish0 · 6 months

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Masterlist

Welcome to my main masterlist - here you will find links to all the fics I have written - this will update with every new upload :D

Requesting Info - here

Natasha Romanoff

Bucky Barnes

Carol Danvers

Maria Hill

Darcy Lewis

Kate Bishop

Addison Montgomery

Amelia Shepherd

Arizona Robbins + Callie Torres

Sirius Black

Bellatrix Lestrange

Severus Snape

Narcissa Malfoy

Sweet Torture - smut | mdni | narcissa enjoys someone she can have fun with

Johanna Mason (The Hunger Games)

Leighton Murray (The Sex Lives of College Girls)

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causereyna-artie · 4 months

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You know what we don't talk about enough? Lily and Peter.

Peter, the first marauder Lily liked. Potter and Black were too loud and full of themselves, and Remus too defensive for Lily to form an impression of. Peter, though. The quiet mouse of a boy under Potter and Black's spell. 'The only marauder to see the heavens', as Lily had said.

The only marauder to actually be apologetic to the teachers when he was late to class. Not cracking jokes like Potter and Black or grunting an excuse like Remus. Peter, the boy that helped her with her books in the corridor. Peter, who never made jokes at her expense. Peter, the boy who smiled at her in the halls.

And, Lily. Of course, Peter liked Lily. The brightest witch of her age. The unapologetic, sarcastic redhead in Pete's in Herbology class. The only girl able to put James and Sirius in their place.

Lily, a flash of red. Lily, who taught him how to handle the mandrakes. Lily, who reprimanded Sirius when he said anything to Peter in the common room. She was the smartest person he knew.

Lily, the girl who tried to matchmake Peter with all her friends, because she trusted him to not hurt any of them.

Peter, the boy who immediately confessed and apologised to Lily about the marauder's prank, always the first to warn her.

Lily, the girl who sneaked breakfast for Peter in the morning classes when he had overslept.

Peter, who had stayed up late in the common room, teaching Lily about quidditch so she could get closer to James.

Lily, who got Peter through his exams.

Peter, who got Lily things when she couldn't find them in the huge Potter house.

Lily, who challenged Peter at a chess game when the marauders left him out of their latest challenge.

Peter who---on the days Remus wouldn't---sat with Lily on the cold mornings, watching James go around and around the quidditch pitch from the bleachers.

Lily, who actually asked about Peter during the war.

But, oh, Lily dropped herbology in the sixth year, and Peter didn't help Lily with her books anymore, and Lily laughed when Sirius made a joke at Peter's expense, and Peter never apologised to the teachers by the third year, and Lily loved James too much to actually reprimand him, and Peter hurt her friend Amelia in the fifth year, and Lily's hair turned auburn, and Remus was the smartest person Peter knew now, and Lily who never really liked chess so she stopped, and Peter didn't tell Lily about the time the goblets were charmed, and Lily asked Mary to help Peter with his exams because everyone was smarter than Peter, Peter who said it was too early in the morning to get up, Lily who had always been closer to Remus anyway, Peter who nodded now, Lily who knew her way around the Potter house npw, Peter who betrayed Lily, and Peter who killed Lily, and Peter who almost killed baby Harry.

Peter, who would never, ever, ever see the heavens.

And Lily, who saw them too soon.

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amesblackk · 2 days

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me and riv are sad because we might have to cancel the obx tour

:((

@lexavanheulee @hawkvanhuele @leileiroutledge @odette-bex @meganroutledge @jadenn-price @jaycechapman @princess-mckenna @itzrylan @rafecameron-01 @camila-price @oliverrfinn

#amelia black #outer banks rp #outer banks #rp #oc rp

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prissypixie · 1 year

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Dilara Fındıkoğlu🥀

#dilara findikoglu #amelia gray #instagram #marc jacobs #platforms #platform boots #black platforms #black boots #dress #leather dress #red dress #long dress #dark red #red aesthetic #designer #fashion #designer fashion #lace up #the marc jacobs

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zegalba · 5 months

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Amelia Gray for Document Journal (2023) Photography: Alasdair McLellan

#Amelia Gray #Document Journal #Document #fashion #photography #Alasdair McLellan #black and white #2023

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saturnville · 4 months

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stolen moments, major john egan

pairing: major john "bucky" egan x black fem oc (amelia mae egan)

content: john manages to call amelia after not hearing her voice for weeks.

an: this was the top choice in the poll so far. I've been anxious to write so we knocked this off the list first lol. enjoy!

“Are you alright, Major?”

They’d just arrived at a new station. It smelled like sweat and fear. Men streamed throught the doors like a school of fish. Their deep voices shook the brick walls as their conversations bellowed throughout the building. Dozens of men struggled to keep their composure. He was one of them.

He was overwhelmed. Tired. Desparate. His clothes felt tight against his body. The scent of gasoline and fumes clung to his vest. His hat damp and chilled against his forehead. His shoes were coated in black soot.

John’s eyes caught the telephone in the corner of the station. It was secluded from the rest of the quarters, in a corner, protected by a frosted glass divider. John's shoes grazed the dirty floor as he strode purposefully towards the telephone.

“M’fine. Head in and get your rest. Long day in the morning.” He didn’t know how he was able to make out coherent sentences. Gale stepped in, noticing his friend’s disheveled state and guided the men to the resting quarters.

John’s shoes kissed the dirty floor as he stood long strides to the telephone. He shrugged off his backpack and slid it by his feet. His hands trembled as he plucked the phone off the hook and typed in the number he had engraved in his heart.

It rang. And rang. And rang. His heartbeat was in his ears. His nails scratched as the black paint around the phone as he succumbed to his anxiety. He sent a silent prayer to God above.

Then he heard it. “Hello?” John’s forehead tapped the frosted glass as he rested against it. Relief washed over him like a tidal wave. He’d never been particularly sensitive, but he was overwhelmed with emotion, good and bad, and hearing her sweet voice made his eyes well with tears.

The words were stuck in his throat and all he could release was a heavy sigh. That seemed to be enough for her to identify the caller. “Johnny?”

He shut his eyes. A lone tear fell from his eye. “Hey, Rosie.”

Amelia let out a soft cry. “Oh, thank God! I-I thought something happened to you; I hadn’t heard from you in weeks. Are you okay, where are you now? Is Gale alright, when are you coming…” His first instinct was to cut her rambling short, but the sound of her voice was the choir-like song his soul ached to hear.

He’d gone three weeks without hearing her voice. It was the most tortuous three weeks of his life. For 21 days, he survived by remembering the last words she said before they hung up, Whatever you do, do not die on me, do you understand? I love you, John. I love you. I love you. I love you. It kept his heart beating.

A small smile tugged on his lips. “I’m okay, baby, I promise. Things got a little rough; didn’t stay in one place too long. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“I’m just happy to hear your voice…are you okay?”

His stomach churned at her question. A feeling of despair threatened to creep upon him. Thirty men lost. A plane in the middle of the ocean. An uneasy stomach and even more uneasy mental state. His head pounded, his body shook with unwanted adrenaline, and his hands craved the feeling of her hot skin. He was not okay.

“No,” he replied honestly, rubbing his eye with the stump of his palm. “I’m not okay but I will be. Especially because I get to talk to my favorite girl. Tell me about your day..”

He heard her heavy sigh. “Deflection won’t rid you of what you’re feeling.”

“Talking about it won’t do too much good, either. It’s…it’s hard, Rose. I just.” John’s jaw clenched as he struggled to articulate what he felt. “I just can’t talk about it right now, Amelia. If I do, I don’t think I’ll be able to keep it together.”

Silence stretched on, interrupted only by the sound of her shuffling on the other end. She was probably sitting at the edge of her bed. He imagined her, looking pretty in her long-sleeved pajamas and satin scarf, with a blanket tucked under her chin.

“Then how about this,” she started. “You make it home in one piece to tell me about it later, yeah?”

“Always making demands,” John laughed. The first genuine sound of joy he’d made all day. And it made her smile. So wide that her cheeks were sore and her dimples made an appearance. “But you’ve got a deal.” He readied himself to speak again, but a tap on his shoulder interrupted him.

Gale. Meeting with the CO in five minutes, he mouthed. John nodded. He ran a hand through his dirty hair. “Darlin’, I’ve got a meeting in five minutes; I’m sorry. If I don’t call in the morning, know I love you, alright?”

“I know. I love you, too. Don’t apologize. Just make it back to me.”

“Always.”

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fallenvampyra · 7 months

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"The Bats" gallery in 2000: Ivainia

Shot by Amelia G & Forrest Black

#inspo #gothic #goth #gothic fashion #goth fashion #amelia g & forrest black #blueblood #my posts ☠︎︎

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