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mcumorningstar · 1 month

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A Rose By Any Other Name || Part Two

part one part three

series pairing: tommy shelby x reader, hints of john shelby x reader, hints of tommy x lizzie

summary: After your interaction with Tommy, there is a rift between you and Lizzie but an apology and the Epsom Derby threaten to strain your friendship further.

warnings: 18+ minors dni, mentions of prostitution, mentions of sex, alcohol consumption, typical peaky blinders content, (slow burn sorry)

author’s note: Thank you to everyone who read part one and interacted! There's no smut just yet but be patient it's coming (and so are Tommy and reader ;) !!!) Also I picture Thelma to look like Queenie from Fantastic Beasts but interpret her however you please <3 Enjoy!

After the ordeal with the Shelby brothers, The Garrison felt off-limits. Lizzie wasn't exactly pleased when she found out, and so you and Thelma decided to spend the night at The Marquis of Lorne.

The Marquis was packed, wall to wall with rowdy men and women from the BSA. You weren't planning on working tonight but, if the right man came along, you were in no position to turn him down.

The only upside of the job is that you didn't work in a whorehouse. People, however cruel, were even crueller to whorehouse whores. There was a strange level of acceptance, as if the men soliciting you could forget you were a working girl because they met you in places they meet regular women.

"Apparently there's a secretary job going," Thelma looked around the room at the smartly dressed women, "At the BSA."

"Have you applied?" You asked, sipping your gin. Employment was a sore subject between the two of you. Nobody whores unless they're desperate.

Thelma shakes her head and fiddles with the placemat under her glass. She draws her bottom lip between her teeth, her eyes fixed on the table.

"I wouldn't get it anyway."

"Why not? You can type, you can count, you're friendly-"

"I'm a whore," Thelma interrupted, amusement and hurt swimming in her eyes, "These women in here would be my colleagues. They don't think I'm worth the sheets I was born on... Sorry, we're supposed to be having fun."

Thelma blinked quickly and sat up straight, grinning, "Fuck it. Fuck them all."

She raised her glass and you met her toast.

"Fuck them all," You laughed, taking a large swig of your drink. The clear liquid burning your throat as you swallowed and exhaled.

Offering to get the next round of drinks, your attention was pulled by a heated argument by the bar. Two men in suits were subjected to verbal abuse from a drunken BSA worker.

One of them was a Blinder. You recognised him from The Garrison.

In a split second, fists were flying and knuckles were bloody. The Blinder and his friend were outnumbered but they held their own. Fruitlessly, the owner yelled from behind the bar for them to stop.

A table was knocked on its side as two men wrestled onto it and landed on the floor. Glass shattered somewhere in the room and the patrons of the bar tried to run.

Grabbing Thelma's hand, you yanked her to the exit. The crisp cold air of Small Heath seeped through your coat as you hurried towards Garrison Lane.

"Y/N?" Thelma asked once she realised the direction you were headed in.

"The Peaky Blinders need to know that two of their men are outnumbered," You replied, compelled by the power of the gangsters for the first time. They would fix this.

"What about Lizzie?" Thelma was now walking alongside you, matching you step for hurried step as you turned the corner.

The amber lights of The Garrison illuminated the pub and you rushed towards it like a moth to a flame.

Yanking the wooden door open, you pushed your way through the crowd, looking back to check Thelma was still with you. The door of the snug was open and three of the four Shelby brothers sat playing cards. Lizzie was tucked into the corner, chatting to Esme.

You lingered there for a moment before knocking lightly. All eyes turned to you, and Thelma gave a little wave. Lizzie's eyebrows shot up but she quickly neutralised her expression.

"Hello lovely," Arthur's voice boomed as he leaned back in his chair, "What do we owe the pleasure?"

"There's a fight at The Marquis. A Blinder and a boy. They didn't start it," You answered, the night's drinking deterring any nerves.

"But we'll finish it," John tossed his cards onto the table.

The three brothers got to their feet but Finn was shoved back into his seat.

"Nobody breathes a bloody word of this to Polly," Arthur threatened, his booming voice bouncing off the walls, "We will tell Tommy when he's back, alright?"

No Tommy? You assumed Lizzie turned down your offer tonight to spend her time with him. You were more confused than hurt, but the Blinder family was a family you had no desire to understand.

"When- When will Thomas be back?" You held your head high despite a wave of embarrassment rushing over you, "I owe him an apology."

"Don't know. Rich women are mad for working class cock these days," Arthur chuckles deeply, gulping down the contents of his glass and slamming it down, "I reckon he'll be back tomorrow."

Out of the corner of your eye, Lizzie shifts in her seat and straightens the skirt of her dress.

"I shall see you tomorrow then," You confirmed before the two men from The Marquis stepped into the snug, with scuffed knuckles and bloody collars. They smirk and grin at each other.

"We'll leave you," You nodded and disappeared out of the snug, back onto Garrison Lane.

Thelma giggled, "They certainly are intimidating."

You laughed a sigh of relief, surviving another interaction with the Shelby brothers. The door of The Garrison swiftly swung open and shut, as Lizzie joined you, pulling her coat on.

"Yeah yeah I'm a fool," Lizzie scoffed, sadness in her eyes.

"Who's the rich woman?" Thelma asked, hooking her arm around Lizzie's. Your eyes widened.

Lizzie lit a cigarette, "May Carleton. A toff who trains his horse. Rides his cock too. You don't have to apologise. I'm well shot of him."

Despite her foolishness when it comes to Thomas Shelby, you appreciated her forgiveness but there wasn't a world where you weren't going to apologise.

Three of the Shelby brothers witnessed your declaration and frankly you were afraid of the consequences of not following through.

The following afternoon you found yourself walking towards Shelby Company Ltd. There was a Blinder stood by the door, smoking a cigarette.

"Hello. I'm here to see Mr Shelby. Is he here?" You asked the gruff-looking man, who looked you up and down. Making his decision, he pushed the door open, eyes not leaving your body.

Being a whore really does get you in anywhere.

Inside was a foyer with gorgeous paintings decorating the walls and another set of double doors with Shelby Company Ltd embossed on the frosted glass.

With no sense of direction, you pushed through the double doors to find a few steps leading you down to two desks, facing one another.

"Y/N?" Lizzie's brow furrowed as she rose from her desk to greet you at the bottom of the steps, "What you doing here?"

"I promised Arthur and John I'd apologise. Is he here?" You winced.

"They won't cut you," Lizzie smiled, laughing softly, "He just got back. Oh, this is Michael, he's Polly's son."

Lizzie motioned to the desk opposite hers. The boy from The Marquis sat behind the large desk in a clean, pressed suit.

"Hello Michael, I'm Y/N," You reached for his outstretched palm and shook his hand.

"I remember," Michael smiled, youthful mischief danced in his eyes, "Thanks for the help last night."

"You looked like you needed the help," You joked, pulling a laugh from him.

"Alright, Tommy isn't paying you to flirt with my friend," Lizzie teased, guiding you to the doors of Thomas' office and knocking. After a moment, she pushed the door open and you followed her in.

"Y/N to see you," Lizzie announced, leaving you alone with him before he could respond. Thomas sat behind his desk, staring at the phone with a cigarette hanging from his lips.

The door closing jolted him from his reverie and he moved an opened envelope into the top drawer of his desk. Thomas cleared his throat and looked to you, taking a drag from his cigarette.

"Take a seat, Miss Y/L/N," His gravelly voice rumbled from deep in his chest, motioning to a chair opposite with his hand.

Sitting in the plush leather chair opposite him, you crossed your legs and braced yourself under his burning gaze.

"Drink?" He nodded to the glass decanter of whiskey on his desk, an already half-full glass sat beside it. Thomas rose to his feet and rounded the desk, retrieving another glass from a cabinet by the window.

Finding your words, you nodded, "Yes. Thank you Mr Shelby." Maybe a drink in your system would loosen you up.

A soft scoff fell from the man's lips as he poured whiskey into your glass, pushing it across his desk towards you and collapsing into his chair.

"None of that, alright?" He stubbed out his cigarette in a glass ashtray, the smoke floating in the air in one wispy streak.

You sipped your whiskey and swallowed hard, "Of course Mr- Thomas. I stopped by to apologise... about the other night. You went out of your way to help me and it was wrong of me to- to slam the door in your face. So I'm sorry Mr- Thomas."

Thomas' blue eyes scrutinised you as silence hung in the air between you. Fiddling with the glass in your hand, you cleared your throat and ruminated over your apologetic words.

Worry washed over you as you entertained the possibility that he didn't accept your apology.

"Would- Would you accept a drink on me by way of apology?"

Thomas' head tilted to one side at that. A small smile toyed at the corner of his lips. You shifted in your seat under his gaze.

"That won't be necessary," He shook his head once and the metallic click of his cigarette case opening sounded in the space between you. He ran a fresh cigarette along his plump lips, deep in thought for a moment.

"Have you ever been to the races, Y/N?"

Your brows shot up and your breath caught in your throat. Was he asking what you thought he was?

You shook your head and Thomas nodded, "I'll pick you up Saturday 9 o'clock."

Was this his was of accepting your apology? A favour for a favour? You weren't going to get on his bad side a second time and so, with confusion and apprehension, you agreed.

"I don't have anything nice to wear," You shyly admitted, a weak attempt to save yourself from further involvement with the Shelbys.

Admittedly, you were intrigued by the man before you. It brought a sense of shame but there was something captivating about the Peaky Blinders, especially Thomas Shelby.

Thomas reached into his pocket and thumbed through a sizeable roll of notes. He set two notes onto the table and tapped his index finger against the paper. Okay so you were definitely going to the Epsom Derby.

"9:00 Saturday, alright?"

"Yes Mr Sh- Thomas."

"Since we're going to Epsom together, you can call me Tommy, eh?" A small smirk tugged at the corner of his pink lips as he leaned back in his chair.

"Of course. I'll see you on Saturday Tommy," You smiled politely and made your leave. Anxiety rose within you as you passed Lizzie's empty desk, anticipating her reaction to your alarming news.

Wondering how you were going to tell her the man she loves is taking you to the races, you hurried out of the building and headed home.

You've only encountered Thomas Shelby on two separate occasions and it was clear that he was going to be the death of you.

#peaky blinders #tommy shelby x fem!reader #tommy shelby x reader #tommy shelby x reader smut #cillian murphy #cillian x fem!reader #tommy shelby fanfic

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the-mighty-e · 1 month

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Okay new theory while I make both my drawings and another analysis!

To make it easier for everyone, I'll just call Cynessa "Tessa" for this post

Okay so, we know that N, V and J have clones, main source of information was J with this line

But, of course, Cyn too with these two lines, that were more specifically about N

So yeah, we know J has clones, N has clones, so V probably has clones too. Where am I going with this? I actually have no idea.

I think that V is way more important than she seems. She was the first to get experimented on by the solver, the first to become possessed (not turned into a host) yada yada.

Tessa always specified that they're gonna save V, both in ep 6 and in this new episode. But here she sounds way more pissed

With even the after being italic. V must be really important.

This is actually the first time we've seen Tessa being so "pissed". She probably wasn't expecting V, the one that should hate anything related to the solver the most, sacrifice herself for Uzi. As I said in my Vuzi post, she entrusted her whole life to her.

That's why Tessa was so pressed about V at the start, and used that fake sweet tone with Uzi, telling her to sit, saying that "Robots like boxes" that's definitely out of charactet for Tessa, someone who loves robots.

It's possible that Tessa didn't want to lose V because she knew she couldn't get a clone immediately. As far as she knows, as I said in another post, N still has a crush on V.

She probably wanted to use V as a way to "calm him down" or, idk, basically telling him "oh yeah, your friend is dead, but you have your crush!"

She even tried to use V to lower N's guard. She really thought that V was important.

Now tell me, if V was there with them, would the Solver had to create a worker V illusion? She would've just went with Cyn, or something else. But it chose V, because she's gone. So that would've made N vulnerable.

And later on it found out N's real weakness: Uzi. But that's already discussed.

Long story short: Tessa NEEDED V there, was pissed by her sacrifice because she couldn't get a clone and her plan was forcibly changed.

Thank you for coming to my kooky ramblings :)

Next analysis will be on Thad and Lizzy per request

ALSO very random but my spider senses (I'm a joke to humanity) told me that ep 8 will release on july 17th, so if I'm actually right then I'll ascend to godhood

#murder drones #murder drones n #murder drones v #murder drones tessa #murder drones cynessa #amber's theories???

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skywerse · 8 months

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i noticed your gillion design’s tail has gotten longer over time, it’s really cool! i love how you use his tail to emote in some of the recent art :D are there any other changes you’ve made to your designs over time? maybe even some that nobody has noticed or pointed out yet?

OH YEAH, but I think it's my gillion & lizzie design that changed around the most. because chip mostly stayed the same, I didn't change much with him and jay's design changed only a little but nothing significant.

BUT BRO, my gillion design changes like every other week I swear I can never find the perfect gillion... BUT yeah I noticed that over time his hair got so much longer, he became a bit softer and his tail suddenly grew (because I was seeing how other artists drew him with a cool tail and I was like HOLD ON I WANNA GIVE HIM A COOL TAIL TOOOO) and of course his outfit design changed a bunch, last time I nicked a few things from saturn's design to incorporate into mine,,,

OH and yeah, he became a walking highlighter pen for a while but I was like nah, roll it back ROLL IT BACK-

SO NOW the one on the far right is my """FINAL""" one, but then I decided to draw his hair in a bun and I think it'll stay like that lmao

AND THEN LIZZIE, at first I drew her based on the ep31 thumbnail, and the art I saw that was on the wiki at the time (coz I didn't know better and didn't see much lizzie art before, so yeah) THEN she got that brief redesign in 101 and I mostly kept close to that design, not changing much... AND then again she got that gorgeous gorgeous redesign made by organ and over time I figured out my little design for her,,,

now I just switch between the hairstyle organ gave her and the one I gave her :3

as a bonus I can add the beast, she changed a lot too-

#ask

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erikahenningsen · 10 days

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Janis and Regina as camp counsellors?

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven—

Janis is missing a camper.

"Lizzie!" she calls, but she gets no response. She scans the field where they've just finished a game of kickball, but sees the child nowhere.

She does see Regina standing off to the side, looking at her fingernails.

Regina, her "co-counselor," the bane of her existence.

"Regina, where's Lizzie?" Janis asks.

Regina looks up and shrugs. "I dunno."

Janis stares at her incredulously. "You were supposed to be watching them while I put away the equipment."

"Okay, well you were gone for, like, two minutes, so she couldn't have gone far," Regina says, looking completely and totally unconcerned.

It definitely took her longer than that, and the first stirrings of panic ignite in Janis's stomach.

"Lizzie!" she shouts again. "I can't believe you," she hisses at Regina. "You're gonna get us fired."

Regina rolls her eyes. "You are being so dramatic right now."

"Oooh," a couple of the kids say, giggling, picking up on the tension and apparently finding it amusing.

"LIZZIE! LIZ—"

"What?"

The child in question emerges from the wooded path that leads away from the field.

"Oh my god," Janis says in relief. "Where were you?"

"I had to go to the bathroom," Lizzie says.

"You know you're not supposed to go alone," Janis scolds, sending a harsh look Regina's way.

"Sorry," Lizzie says, and she seems sufficiently apologetic, so Janis lets it go.

"She could have gotten hurt," Janis tells Regina as the group leaves the field.

"Okay, well, she didn't, so..." Regina widens her eyes, like Janis is the one in the wrong here.

It takes all of her willpower, but Janis does not smack Regina over the head with her clipboard.

II.

Janis is walking a couple of campers back from the bathroom when she hears a shriek coming from the direction of the basketball court, where her group is playing four-square and drawing with chalk.

The shriek turns into loud crying, and when Janis reaches the blacktop, she sees one of her campers sitting on the ground, holding her leg. Regina is standing over her, expression pinched.

"It hurts," wails the camper. There's a scrape on her knee that's bleeding a little—nothing a band-aid can't fix, but kids that age see one drop of blood and think they're dying.

"Well, then you shouldn't run with your shoe untied," Regina says unsympathetically.

Janis frowns. "What's going on?"

"She tripped," Regina says with a roll of her eyes.

"So give her a band-aid," Janis says as she kneels next to the camper. "Hey, you're gonna be fine," she says. "It's not that bad."

"It's not?" the camper says, sniffling, and Janis shakes her head.

"I don't have a band-aid," Regina says.

Janis looks to Regina's waist, where the red first-aid fanny pack should be. Each group is supposed to have one. "Where's the first aid kit?"

Regina wrinkles her nose. "In the cabin. That thing is so ugly."

Janis stares at her in disbelief. "Well go get it!" she nearly shouts. One of the kids has an Epi-Pen in there that should be with them at all times.

"Jeez, relax," Regina says, holding up a hand. "You could have carried it, too."

"I already carry half this group's bags," Janis says indignantly. Their tiny arms and shoulders get tired so easily.

"Those things weigh, like, two pounds, but fine, I'll go get it," Regina says with a sigh, like she's doing Janis some huge favor. She turns on her heel and heads off in the direction of the cabins.

Janis fishes a tissue out of her pocket and presses it against the camper's knee in the meantime.

At least Regina will be out of her hair for fifteen minutes.

III.

Janis blinks awake to the distinct smell of weed.

She sits up as her eyes adjust to the dark. They're out in the middle of nowhere—it's either an older camper or someone who works here. She slips on her shoes and creeps out the door.

If it's a staff member—and it probably is—she is more than fine to mind her own business, but for her own conscience, Janis wants to make sure it isn't a camper.

Several feet away, Janis spots an orange glow off to the side of the cabin. When she approaches, she sees that it's—

Regina.

"You've got to be kidding me," Janis whispers as loud as she dares.

"Oh, hey," Regina says, unbothered.

"You're supposed to be inside," Janis snaps, abandoning minding her own business.

"They're asleep. What's the worst that could happen?" Regina says. She holds the joint out to Janis. "You really need to relax."

Janis glares at her. "Why are you even here? You obviously don't give a shit about the kids."

She stares at the joint for a moment before begrudgingly taking it. Free weed is free weed.

Regina exhales, smoke wafting around her. "My dad owns this camp, and he said I had to work here for a summer if he was going to pay for me to study abroad next semester."

Janis starts coughing, but not from the smoke. "Wait," she gasps out. "Your dad owns this camp?"

"Yeah," Regina says, like it should have been obvious. "What, did you think I was working here because I wanted to?"

Well, Regina certainly doesn't act like she wants to be here, so Janis guesses that makes sense. Then it dawns on her that this could actually be to her advantage.

"So, the next time you don't watch the kids, or a kid gets hurt, I can just go to your dad and say you're not doing your job?" Janis asks, casual tone veiling her threat.

To her surprise, Regina just laughs as she takes the joint back.

"Of course not," she says, then takes a final drag before dropping it in the dirt and crushing it with her shoe. "Nothing is ever my fault. If a parent complains, he'll fire you, not me."

Regina pats Janis on the cheek with a serene smile and walks back to the cabin. Janis stands there for a moment in disbelief, then reaches down and picks up the butt and throws it into the woods so no kids find it. Her cheek tingles where Regina had touched her.

Maybe she should just quit.

#this is very silly but i get so much enjoyment out of them annoying the shit out of each other #rejanis #mean girls #mean girls 2024 #mean girls the musical #mean girls broadway #regina george #janis 'imi'ike #janis sarkisian #janis ian #scrolled all the way down in my inbox to this prompt from six years ago lmk if you're still out there anon #ask #anonymous #prompts

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sunny-luna · 10 months

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Happy Pride Month!!!

Reblogs are cool, design notes under the cut

First off Shelby, pretty true to her skin but I made her crown the ace flag and added some extra colours to her hair, white bc of empires and orange bc of her real life hair colour

Jaiden! Bird! I tried to give her the tattoos she has irl bc I think they’re really cool, don’t have much to say beyond that, I’m surprised this is my first time drawing her considering out of everyone here I’ve been a fan of her the longest

Lizzie, she’s a fish because I am very emotionally attached to empires season 1, especially since her POV was my first time ever watching empires. Also her hair ties are bisexual

Gem, I like the little pins I gave her and the bisexual patch, also if you look closely her legs have bisexual leg warmers (? Not quite but I can’t think of the right word ?)

Cleo!!!! They’re are my favourite to draw, they have a star earring that matches Scott

Ivory, I’m not thrilled with how she turned out but I loved drawing her, the thorn vines were really fun

Anyways that is all, happy pride everyone!!

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fandoms--fluff · 10 months

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Sleepy Head

Female vampire reader x Hope Mikaelson

Summary: You don't want to get out of bed in the morning, but Hope has different plans

Warnings: swearing

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Hope woke up to the sound of the blaring alarm clock on the nightstand and quickly turned it off. Looking down, wrapped in her arms, you groaned, not wanting to get out of bed.

“Come on, we have to get up, baby” Hope kissed the top of your head.

“It’s too early for this shit” You mumbled out, and pulled the blanket over your head before nuzzling further into your girlfriend’s chest.

Hope looked down and rolled her eyes with her lip twitched up into a smile at your antics. You guys have been through this basically every morning and it’s still a hassle to get out of the comfy bed.

"I agree, but if we don't go to classes, we're going to get in trouble. So time to get up, sleepy head" she said, slowly peeling the blanket away from you.

She's met with your grumpy looking face looking up at her with a pout on your lips. "Hmmph" you said and tightened your hold on her.

"I'll carry you down to breakfast in your pajamas if you don't get up" she tells you.

"Okay, okay, getting up now. Geeze mom" you grumbled.

She chuckled and got out of your slackened hold. As she was getting dressed, she watched you also getting ready haphazardly. Considering you're a vampire, she'd thought that you'd be the energetic one out of the both of you in the morning, but she was ultimately wrong.

After slowly getting out of the comfy bed, you get dressed into the first clothing items you see which are ironically Hope's sweatpants and t-shirt. She better not mind, considering it was her doing to get you away from the warmth.

After brushing your teeth and washing your face in the bathroom, you decided to give Hope the silent treatment. Though it all lasted for a total of 6 minutes and 24 seconds when you laid your head on her shoulder instead of eating the cereal in front of you.

"You done giving me the silent treatment now?" She asked amused. "Oh, shush" you said with your eyes closed.

"Y/n...hello? Earth to y/n. Y/N!" Lizzie waved a hand in front of your face.

"What?" You asked groggily, coming back to reality just to notice that you're in math class.

"I get that your normally tired, but this has been the entire day... Did you and Hope have a long night?" Your best friend asked, smirking.

"Real mature. No, I just don't exactly like classes when I could be in my bed upstairs. Especially math, I hate math" you look up at the board and grimace at the equations written out.

"Who's stupid idea was it to put letters in math?" You groaned, shutting your textbook and ultimately giving up while Lizzie chuckles, used to your hatred for the subject.

"It would be funny if you actually knew him and now loath him" Lizzie told you, thinking of how it could be a possibility from you being a vampire since 1656.

"Then I'd go back in time to kick his ass so hard he can never sit again" you quickly came up with the idea. "Let me know when, I'll tag along" Lizzie shared a matching smirk with you. "Of course" you said before feeling someone standing behind you guys.

"Really? I suggest opening your textbook back up as we still have twenty minutes left" you heard the voice from behind you which made Lizzie jump in surprise. He nodded down to your closed textbook that you haven't exactly ever used during the year besides for a drawing surface.

You turned around and saw the teacher there, and watched as he walked away. You just rolled your eyes before groaning and turning back forward.

"Whyyyyyy" you groaned again and Lizzie placed a hand on your back in comfort. "It'll be over soon and then you can go back and have some steamy time with Hope" lizze 'consoled' you.

"Oh haha" you sarcastically said.

A long nineteen minutes later, the bell rang, telling everyone classes were over for the day.

"Finally!" You exclaimed and were the first one out the door while Lizzie packed up her stuff, laughing at your sudden energy.

You walked through the halls, over to where Hope's last class is, and see her walking out of the classroom with a textbook in her hand. Quickly, you walked over to her and held her unoccupied hand, leading (more like pulling) her up the stairs to where the rooms are.

"Hey y/n/n, you alright?" Hope asked, concern etched in her voice.

"Yep" you said, opening the door to your guys' dorm.

You dropped your bag onto the ground next to the desk and flopped onto the bed. Hope put her things down after closing the door and turned back around to see you laying on the bed, making grabby hands at her.

She smiled and made her way over to you, laying down with your arms wrapped around her and her head laying on your chest, breathing in your scent.

You adjusted yourself after a couple minutes so one hand was still wrapped around her tightly and the other ran through her smooth auburn hair.

"Staying here forever" Hope told you before she dozed off.

"I agree, baby" you kissed her head.

#hope mikaelson #hope mikaelson x fem reader #hope mikaelson x female reader #hope x reader #hope mikaelson x reader #hope marshall #cute hope mikaelson #vampire!reader #vampire reader #vampire reader x hope mikaelson #lizzie saltzman #cute #fluff #thevampirediaries #legacies

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rxmqnova · 2 months

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Hi my birthday is like 2 days after lizzle I was wondering if you could do an scarlizzie x daughter reader at it our 6th birthday and we share/celebrity it with lizzle

Double birthday

Y/N: 6 years old Lizzie: mama Scarlett: mommy ——————————————————

NO ONE'S POV Opening the door of Y/N's room, Scarlett and Lizzie walk in as quietly as possible. Scarlett's holding a cupcake, 6 written on the icing and a lit candle in the middle.

"Y/N/N, it's time to wake up" Lizzie smiles, taking a seat on her daughter's bed and running her fingers through her daughter's hair.

Y/N lets out a little whine, not wanting to get up just yet, so she hides her head under her bedding which doesn't go without laughs from her mothers.

Lizzie slowly pulls Y/N's covers down, booping the little girl's nose which causes giggles from the tiny girl.

"Do you know what day is it today?" Lizzie teases, pressing a kiss to her daughter's head as Y/N cuddled up to her.

That's when Y/N notices her mommy's holding the cupcake and she realizes. It's her birthday today!

"It's my birthday!" Y/N shouts happily, lifting her arms in the air, both of her mothers cheering along with her.

"Make a wish, baby" Scarlett smiles warmly.

Y/N doesn't wait for even a second and blows out the candles, Lizzie clapping her hands which makes Y/N blush and hide her face in Lizzie's chest. And that doesn't go without another laugh from both mothers.

"Mama!" Y/N suddenly gasps, looking up at Lizzie who playfully gasps back. "It's your birthday too!"

Y/N jumps out of her bed, running to her closet and searching for something which makes both women confused.

"Happy birthday, mama!" Y/N grins, handing Lizzie a birthday card which she made for her a few days ago.

"Thank you, sweetheart" Lizzie smiles warmly, pressing a kiss to Y/N's forehead and accepting the birthday card. "That's really beautiful, baby" She compliments, making Y/N blush once again.

"Alright, my birthday girls, who wants some breakfast now?" Scarlett asks, Y/N's head immediately turning to the direction of her mommy's voice.

"Me, mommy! Me! Me!" Y/N shouts, practically jumping into Scarlett's arms.

The three make their way to the kitchen, Lizzie carrying her mini birthday twin as Y/N keeps blabbering about something.

"Wow!" Y/N gasps, covering her mouth with her tiny hand, looking around the decorated living room.

Scarlett and Lizzie worked for hours last night to get the living room decorated for their little birthday girl. Of course it's Lizzie's birthday too, but Lizzie just wants to make it extra special for her little monkey.

There's a big 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N' sign hanging across the living room, a big number 6 hanging on the wall and of course some balloons and other decorations.

"You like it?" Lizzie nearly squeals, watching the tiny girl with a huge smile, getting an enthusiastic nod in response.

"It's so pretty!" Y/N grins, her eyes glued to all the decorations.

Y/N gets her birthday cupcake for breakfast and a small birthday pancake. Lizzie has her birthday pancakes as Y/N called them and Scarlett just has regular ones as her birthday is in November.

And when Scarlett announces it's time for presents right after breakfast, Y/N's eyes light up immediately.

"Can I give mama my gift first?" Y/N questions, looking up at Scarlett for approval.

Y/N's been super excited to give her mama the gift she made. Scarlett helped her with it and together they made a mug for Lizzie.

Y/N was absolutely stoked about that idea when Scarlett suggested it, so Scarlett got a mug and colors, and helped Y/N with drawing.

The tiny Olsen-Johansson drew a lot of hearts on it, also a few flowers and butterflies. Scarlett then helped with writing 'the best mama' on it as Y/N's still learning how to write and writing on a mug would be very difficult for her.

"I think that's an amazing idea, sweetheart" Scarlett smiles, making Y/N's smile widen as Y/N immediately runs off for the gift.

She very carefully carries the mug downstairs, her tongue poking out as how much she's concentrating to not break it.

"This is for you, mama" Y/N says shyly, handing her mama the gift carefully.

"Oh, sweetheart" Lizzie smiles warmly, her eyes filling with tears as she kneels down to her baby girl and looks at all the drawings on the mug, immediately recognizing it was made by her daughter. "Baby, that's so beautiful. Thank you so much" She opens her arms for Y/N who immediately hugs her mama.

"Will you drink your coffee from it, mama?" Y/N questions curiously.

"That's a sure thing, honey. Every single morning I'll drink coffee from this special mug" Lizzie smiles, booping Y/N nose which makes the little girl blush and hide her face into Lizzie's neck, wrapping her tiny arms around her mother once again.

Lizzie stands up with Y/N in her arms and carefully places her new mug on the table.

"Thank you" She whispers to Scarlett, pecking her lips with a kiss on which Scarlett responds with a warm smile. "I think it's time for Y/N/N to open her gifts now, what do you think, Y/N/N?" Lizzie teases, poking Y/N's side which causes a squeal from the girl before she shouts a yes.

There's a huge tower of gifts waiting for Y/N in the living room, most of them toys. And much more is waiting for both birthday girls as the entire family is coming in the afternoon to celebrate their birthday. They surely have a lot of celebrating ahead of them.

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I'm glad I managed to get this one done on time <33

Happy early birthday to the one who sent me this request!! <33

And happy birthday Lizzie! <33

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minecraftbookshelf · 3 months

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Marriage of State: The King of Rivendell

Xornoth only really has one look throughout the AU, with a few minor variations and, of course, The Armor Edition TM.

Once again the primary sources for inspiration are the skin for the character in question and the architectural style of their home empire, in this case, Rivendell. Rivendell also draws (canonically) on Tolkein's elves, though only incidentally. I've opted to take that and run with it so the original Rivendell, and other elements of Lord of the Rings, both elvish and mortal, are incorporated. The other major contributors are viking-era Scandinavia, and Rohan, also from lotr.

The Elf Xornoth skin is a recolored version of Scott's base Rivendell skin with a few other minor changes (one shoulder cape, long pants)

Technically speaking the Demon Xornoth skin isn't super relevant to their design for the AU, but I wanted to throw it on here anyway, as something to keep in mind.

So the easiest way of doing this is going to be top to toe I think so we'll start with the antlers!

There are three main points (no pun intended) regarding Xornoth's antlers.

They are probably not as big as you think they are, because Xornoth has only had two or three sheds. They are adult antlers, but young adult antlers.

For antler design I've based them off of Scottish Red Deer.

They are made of obsidian and have been ever since Xornoth first allowed Exor into their head.

Under the antlers, Xornoth has magenta hair (just past shoulder length with the slightest bit of curl) and eyes, though the eyes tend to be a bit pinker when they are having A MomentTM

They do wear jewelry but its usually fairly simple. Earrings, an antler ring or two. They only wear their crown when they absolutely have to.

Their wings are Snowy Owl wings

specifically, snowy owl wings with a higher proportion of black on them, as in the images above, especially the one on the right.

Xornoth tends to dress relatively utilitarian as well, in dark colors that stand out among the blues most common in Rivendell, they usually wear black and autumn colors.

As far as style goes, the heaviest inspiration is the lord of the rings films, specifically simpler elvish styles, such as those worn by Legolas, especially in Rivendell or Lothlorien. (The main thing coming from the actual Xornoth skin is the single conclusion of "knee high boots") But with embroidery more akin to what you see in Rohan where it contrasts rather than blends in

Like so.

Rivendell has a lot of embroidery and knotwork incorporated into their clothes, a lot of it with gold-thread as well. Especially for royalty.

Xornoth does wear a cloak, it is designed to be fairly easy to remove for flying reasons, but is a sturdy and warm piece of clothing regardless, due to Xornoth being cold all the time.

Their armor is netherite, in style its basically just this

When Xornoth is older and starts wearing longer robes more often (currently only when they absolutely have to at extremely formal occasions) they will basically just be dressing like Elrond. Color pallet and style and all.

They also usually have at least one sword on them, often two.

Lizzie || Jimmy || Joel ||

Art

Lizzie || Jimmy || Jimmy Eeveelution

#rain rambles #marriage of state au #xornoth #look what i found!#thats one thing checked off the list of 'lost and found in the drafts folder'#mos character designs #empires smp #empires s1 #next up is pixlriffs #also really wanna write a my immortal style description for Xornoth now #mos: worldbuilding #mos: xornoth

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I love Lizzie with Jon and Damian. I am really enjoying their short stories. What are your head canons about the first time they took care of her and how did they end up being a little family.

heres some funny ones

damian gets jon all week and jon gets her on the weekends but a lot of the times they are together theyre fighting over jon not being around that much and how damian has to do everything

jon calling damian “dame” meaning pretty lady, or wife but also sounds like his name

jon upright calling damian “wife” which he does so much that damian doesnt fight it anymore

and jon ends up doing this in front of someone and it becomes hella awkward

trinity draws on the walls

trinity will break anything she gets her hands on, like anything, a super strength kid is a hassle

trinity thinks cursing sounds cute for some reason and thats how she got in trouble at school

trinity DEFINITELY is a warrior cats kid and damian gets her at least one book each time hes out because he thinks if their money has to be spent on trinity at least hes unlike jon and using it for literacy

trinity drawing a “my family” picture with crayons and her teacher being confused why she drew superman and batman

trinity thinks if she puts her teeth under her pillow that martain manhunter will come and take them to mars in exchange for space rocks

jon is the baseball watching, chair lounging, beer drinking type of husband but instead of baseball its watching superhero news

damian would actually do three cycles of ramadan back to back then let jon cook

jon is more terrifed of scary movies than trinity

imagine dick teasing damian, “hows the commen law?” or “how was the honeymoon?”

trinity being like “i hate when mommy and daddy fight” 😭😭

jon having to do the earmuffs thing to trinity when damian is mad and cursing

damian treats the legion of superheroes like its like jon’s secret mistress or something

trinity loves those little car shopping carts at the supermarket

damian tries to discipline trinity but jon will literally let trinity have her way 24/7 behind his back but if trinity betrays jon in an argument with damian, jon will never fail to use that against her

“i got you gumballs and washaway tattoos at the supermarket, how could you?”

damian will hover over jon doing every chore to make sure he’s doing it right

thank you for the ask. lmao

#jondami #damian wayne #jon kent #supersons #jonathan kent #super sons #damijon #asks

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joifee · 7 months

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is Bigb a watcher in your swamprot art? I noticed the many eyes around him.

Additionally, I would love to hear about your heart monitor headcanon plz

First: No I don't headcanon BigB as a watcher - I actually don't headcanon any of the creators as watcher! But yes this is a reference to the watchers; hinting that they are behind the boogieman curse and watching bigb do it^^ Second: Yes let me explain it, I even drew infographics (i love drawing infographics)

The heart monitors show of the amount of life/time a player has. 3rd life is simple, just three hardcore hearts stacked on top of each other. Last Life shows the amount of hearts you have as a number. Beneath that there is a "GIVE" button you can transfer a life with. I think you do it by pressing the button and making the heart monitors touch (kinda like paying with a credit card) Double Life has two rows of hearts. Your own and the one of your soulbound mirrored on the bottom. In the middle is a "soul string" that represents your relationship. Limited life shows three hearts just to fit in with the others (it isnt really a necessary thing, it just looks cute). It also displays your pulse and the time you have left. (More info and more graphics below)

The heart monitors change depending on whats happening. If you loose a life and turn yellow or red, the missing hearts get blacked out while the rest turn yellow/red.

In Last Life the number just goes down.

When a player turns red in last life, the button gets crossed out and looses its function.

For Lim. Life the more time you loose, the higher beats your pulse (even if it doesn't)

In Double life the "soul string" on the monitor shows the relationship with your soulmate. If you haven't found them, it shows a "?". If you doing well it shows a heart. When you are fighting/not working together/divorced it shows a messed up ball of string. The string is displayed broken when you and your partner run out of lifes.

Elimination turns all the hearts black.

If you are the boogieman, a purple watcher eye appears on your screen that is only visible to the affected player. It overshadows everything else displayed on the monitor. The eye vanishes once you killed another player.

If you recieve or lose time/life a lil purple notifications pops up telling you how much you earn.

Your screen gets messed up if a player doesn't record or is missing an episode (this does not count if a player gets replaced aka gem or lizzie in limited life don't have this.) Example would be Bdubs during in limited life (also yes he uploaded his movie, no I not gonna change it)

Gosh i always wanted to talk about it. Here are some more examples

#joifeeart #joi art tips #trafficblr #last life #third life #traffic smp #limited life #double life #I just like the look of them

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wishwingalpha · 4 months

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I drew were I think Joel and Lizzie’s fragments would apear. I know they don’t actually glow out of cloathing/shoes— but I wanted to show where they were. (Yes they are falling in the void, shhh it can be different colors they are glowing.)

Explanation;

Lizzie has two fragments, one from last life and one from secret life. I hc that she fragments more easily and hers are much larger than pretty much anyone else’s. (Other than mumbo)

Her fragment from last life is on her back for the amount of times she was backstabbed/ betrayed in the series. (Obviously I couldn’t draw her back and her face so.. too bad-?) but I imagine that the fragment covers the majority of her back.

The fragment from secret life is on her face almost like tears. This was the heartbreak of no one coming to her party, and how the rest of her series played out after that was quite tragic to be fair, she never really got any revenge or closure.

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Joel are e v e r y w h e r e.

He’s been on every series and never won so he’s just got a bunch. Most of his fragments are small because I don’t think the watchers would get much from him. The only times they get to feed off of him is usually because of the loss of his wife, only sometimes from a team mate. He isn’t usually close to people in most series, just causing chaos.

3rd life’s fragment is on his foot. I did this because of the kinda funny way he dies trying to put the fire on his house out but dies in the process. So yeah— he kinda just stepped in the fire. (Fairly small fragment cause he ain’t got no friends)

Last life is the neck because of how he always had it out for people, putting a target on him. (Again no friends except for scar but they barely counted as allys) ((lmao I didn’t know where to put this one really ))

Double life is his hand. I did this because boat boys and it’s like he’s rowing the boat (idk that’s my reasoning) I imagine Etho has one on the opposite hand because they are rowing the boat together <3 ( you get it right? They both have an oar to row the boat with) This was the first time Joel has a meaningful alliance, and it’s bigger than the first two fragments.

Limited life is his chest/heart. I felt that this was when Joel had the biggest connection with his team and was completely distraught when Jimmy died. The watchers were eating that shit UP. ( the fragment reaches out to his arm that’s why it looks like there’s six. I totally DIDNT make a random one somehow and am making an excuse for it being there)

Secret life is on his face, matching his wife, how cute. This was because of all the heartbreak he endured in the episodes including and following the wither-warden battle. He loses Lizzie, Jimmy, and mumbo all in one day and then on the last episode is the reason that Scott is able to kill Bdubs when he accidentally shot him. Overall just real sad times for him. And not even that— he dies to Scott once again, the one person he wanted dead the entire episode.

His fragments grow larger each season as he grows closer to the other players.

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Edit— yes I know the fragments don’t look how they do canonically, but they look cool so shhhh. Also the ones I said are small but don’t look small in the picture, also just mistakes.

#eyes and ears #life series #traffic smp #secret life smp #mcyt #mcytblr #mcyt fanart #trafficblr #traffic series #ldshadowlady #smallishbeans #eaefragments #eyesandears

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hi this is the first time i ask for something here so i'm kinda nervous... very straight to the point i would like to ask for headcanons or a scenario for kuroshitsuji very specific reader is a friend of elizabeth visiting the phantomhive mansion elizabeth takes her friend along with her to meet Ciel, I want to know how you think Ciel and maybe Sebastian would react to being a Nephilim.

Nephilim Reaction Headcanons | Ciel & Sebastian

thank you for requesting, anon!

reader is assumed as being gender neutral and a nephilim

Ciel Phantomhive

ciel’s unfamiliarity and obliviousness to your heritage is solely because he’d never even considered crossbreeding a possibility — hell, he wasn’t even sure that angels were involved with humanity because sebastian never spoke about them.

so upon first meeting, he’d likely raise an eyebrow at your height (being rather tall due to your heritage) but that’s about it

he’d greet you politely and might poke fun at elizabeth for speaking about you so often — referencing previous conversations they had just to embarrass her (all in good fun, of course)

though he’d quickly realise how cautious and closed off sebastian had become in your presence and would call him away to discuss his concerns

and then the shock and even slight fear would set in

nephilim are real? nephilim exist? and there’s one in his drawing room feet away from his cousin and he hadn’t noticed

why were you here? elizabeth had known you since before ciel was taken so surely you weren’t here for him — unless you were… could nephilim predict the future?

his mind is racing a mile a minute with dozens of questions as he rejoins you and hides his concerns behind a thin lipped smile and a cup of tea

but the moment lizzy leaves and he’s about to confront you, you shush him, show your wings and assure him that you’re there of your own will and mean him and his contract no harm

you’re lizzy’s friend, not his enemy

and whilst he doesn’t entirely believe you and has sebastian shadow you whenever you’re near him, he is more at ease and open to interacting with you generally with his fiancée and personally to ask you what you knew about the supernatural and any cases he’d taken on

Sebastian Michaelis

it’s highly unlikely that sebastian was entirely oblivious to your heritage when elizabeth brought you up in conversation - knowing that you weren’t entirely human from her descriptions of your behaviours and accomplishments but falling short on placing exactly where you fell in the grand scheme of things.

all that to say, he wouldn’t react much externally when he saw you for the first time

but he would be slightly caught off guard by you because of how rare mixed-species creatures are in general - let alone in recent times when separation was so heavily pushed across the board

also not entirely fond of your angelic heritage and would be more likely to pick up on your flaws and tease you in a subtle enough manner that only you would pick up on it (i mean, he is a demon after all)

will flaunt his contract around you, emphasising what is his and treating it almost like a competition that you had no way of winning - not when the contract was already sealed

pulls on your wings as a form of teasing, grabbing and pulling on what your human companions can’t see in an attempt to get a rise out of you

all in all, you two will not get along and will end up being barely polite enough around each other as to not raise any suspicions from mortal company

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