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slashyrogue · 2 years

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AU-Gust Day 17: Annoying Neighbor

Will woke up to the dogs barking loudly and groaned, rolling out of bed and barely able to see as he walked to the backdoor by memory. He opened to let all seven of his dogs outside, their eager barks almost worse than the whined ones that woke him, and he sighed as he rubbed his eyes.

He sat on the porch and watched the dogs, smiling as they chased each other, and when he saw Winston get close to the fence with a ball he swore.

“Winston, no!”

The ball hit the chain link fence and got stuck, which only made the newest member of his pack dig to retrieve it.

A loud bang made Will flinch as he ran over, grabbing Winston’s collar to pull him back just as Mister Sanderson came marching out of his house. Sanderson had been a thorn in Will’s side for as long as he could remember - going on four years now - and he absolutely hated Will’s dogs.

“GRAHAM! I SAW THAT! YOU KEEP THAT MANGY MUTT OUT OF MY YARD!”

Will sighed as the other dogs whined, moving back away from the fence, and it made Will’s blood run cold how scared they were.

Like Sanderson had done something to them when he wasn’t watching.

“They weren’t in your yard, Mister Sanderson,” Will said, his voice shaking, “The ball just—”

The older man leaned over the fence, his deep wrinkles like cracks in his skin, and he waved his finger out while pointing to the grass.

“Don’t play dumb with me, boy,” he hissed, “It’s my grass and my yard. You keep those mutts away or…”

“Or what?” Will said, his voice hard, “What will you do?” “What I have to,” Sanderson said, glaring, “What I have to.”

Will whistled and got the dogs to come inside, shaking with rage. He hated that old man more than anyone on Earth, and there were days when he thought of just…no.

No, he’d never do that.

He fed the dogs, giving them extra for having to deal with his terrible neighbor, and went to take a shower. It was the weekend, sure, but this past week had been rough to say the least. His job teaching at Quantico was mostly routine most days but he’d taken up consulting on murder cases for Jack Crawford and the FBI. The latest, a series of murders of young women was weighing hard on him because he couldn’t quite get it right.

But he didn’t want to think about that now.

Will got out of the shower, dressed, and made himself eggs and sausage before sitting down for breakfast just as his doorbell rang.

He frowned, checking the time, and saw it was barely eight.

Who would come this early?

He checked his phone again and saw no missed calls from Jack or anyone else. Will wasn’t very social, so it had to be a stranger, and when he got to the door he peeked out but couldn’t see much.

So he opened it.

And there, standing on his porch, was the most handsome man he’d ever seen. The man was wearing a powder blue dress shirt, khaki pants, and no tie but seemed underdressed even in the July heat.

Will froze, blinking, and the stranger smiled.

“Good morning.”

He licked his lips. “I…um…mornin’,” he said, blushing, “I…can I help you?”

The man held out a plate of cookies, neatly wrapped, and pointed just to the left. “I’ve been coming to meet all my new neighbors, but you’ve been absent every time I came to call.”

Will frowned. “Neighbors?”

“I live just…over there.”

He sighed. “You’re Mr. Sanderson’s other neighbor.”

The man frowned, his friendly demeanor darkening. “Yes, he is…a rather…unpleasant…fellow.”

“To say the least,” Will said, laughing nervously, “I…” he took the cookies, “Thanks for this, I’ve been busy with work so I only caught the for sale sign coming down and the movers a few weeks ago. I…Lecter, right? I think that’s what I heard Mrs. Talbot say.”

Mrs. Talbot was Will’s favorite neighbor, who lived just two doors from Lecter’s place. She was always so good to his dogs, and never failed to try to invite him in.

Lecter held out his hand, and Will took it. “Dr. Hannibal Lecter,” he all but purred, “And you are?”

“Will Graham,” he said, biting his lip nervously, “I…”

Before he could finish Winston and Harley popped their little noses out the door, and he groaned, dropping Hannibal’s hand before whistling to get them back inside. “LAY DOWN!”

“I see you have multiple canines.”

“I…yeah, seven.”

Hannibal blinked. “Seven?”

“Yeah, I…BUSTER NO!” he yelled, “I…I gotta go, Dr. Lecter. It was nice meeting you, and thanks for the cookies but…”

“Hannibal,” he was corrected, “Please call me Hannibal, Mr. Graham.”

Will smiled. “Hannibal,” he said, “Will, you…you should call me Will.”

“Will,” Hannibal said, smiling, “I hope to see you again soon. This was…”

“GET AWAY FROM MY YARD!”

They both turned as Mister Sanderson ran out his front door holding a broom going after some little boys on bikes. Will sighed. “Someday that old man will get what’s coming to him.”

“Oh yes,” Hannibal said, stepping back, “I’m certain he will. Have a good day, Will.”

“I…” Will said, licking his lips, “You too.”

Will closed his door, ushering the dogs to their beds before running to stare out the closest window. He saw Hannibal heading back toward his own house, not bothering to give Mr. Sanderson the time of day, and he sighed with a hand on the window sill.

“Hannibal.”

The name rolled off Will’s tongue like it was meant to be said by him, and he found himself for the first time jealous of his annoying neighbor. Sanderson was Hannibal’s neighbor, and Will had to be stuck on the other side.

But hey they both shared the old man, so…that was one thing they had in common.

He blushed, shaking his head, and headed back to his bed with a sigh.

Who was he kidding?

Hannibal was so out of his league he’d probably never see him again.

Will grabbed a cookie and took a bite, groaning at the taste.

“Fuck, that’s amazing.”

Maybe he could bring the plate back tomorrow as an excuse.

Will laughed,

This was the last thing he’d expected today.

But maybe that was a good thing.

#au gust 2022 #Au-gust 2022 #hannigram au #neighbors au

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azra-ambarih · 6 months

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trigger warnings ! child abuse, death, emotional codependency, parental neglect, torture, war

BIO

name ! kaiba seto

nicknames ! nii-sama (kaiba mokuba) / kaiba-kun (mutou yugi) / kaiba-boy (pegasus crawford, formerly) / celestial dragon, kaibae (pharaoh atem)

titles ! ceo of kaiba corporation / chairman of kaiba corporation / chess grandmaster / #1 duelist of duel monsters in japan (formerly)

description ! the ceo and majority shareholder of kaiba corporation . also an accomplished and expert duelist in duel monsters .

ABOUT

birthday ! 25 october

age ! 25 years and don't ask about the age of his soul

region ! domino city, japan / osaka, japan (formerly)

ORIENTATION

gender ! male

pronouns ! he/him

romantic orientation ! "I CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING ELSE OTHER THAN HOW MUCH I WANT TO DEFEAT YOU ."

sexual orientation ! "I TREMBLE WITH DESIRE ."

PREFERENCES

hobbies ! duel monsters / chess / other games, especially strategy

likes ! filet mignon with foie gras sauce / local specialties of osaka / elevated places

dislikes ! oden / lettuce

fears ! mokuba coming to any harm or being unhappy / losing important people to him again / changing himself into gozaburo or seth

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

faceclaim (fc) ! n/a

height ! 6'1" (186 cm)

mma weight class ! featherweight

eye colour ! blue

hair colour ! brown

hairstyle ! coiffed, reaching the neck

usual attire ! extravagant clothes than could pass as smart or semiformal attire, more often than not with a coat

notable features ! sharp azure eyes

INVENTORY

personal affects ! blue eyes white dragon paraphernalia / kaiba corporation brand

weaponry ! latest and exclusive personal design of the kc duel disk

gifts ! pendant with mokuba's photo that also works as a key card

FACTION

alignment ! lawful neutral

allegiance ! kaiba corporation

profession ! ceo of kaiba corporation / chairman of kaiba corporation / owner of the duel academy / duel monsters duelist

RELATIONSHIPS

ancestry ! god of chaos, set (???) / high priest seth (previous incarnation) / kisara (???) / [redacted] (biological parents) / kaiba gozaburo (adoptive father)

same generation ! kaiba mokuba (younger brother)

progeniture ! how much bewd tech can i fit here

romantic ! quantum physics is easier to explain

platonic ! mutou yugi (begrudgingly, apparently)

antagonistic ! pharaoh atem (rival) / mutou yugi (temporarily) / pegasus crawford (business partner, formerly) / zigfried von schroeder (business rival) / jounouchi katsuya (mutt)

other ! malik ishtar (affectionate but complicated) / aitem

MAINS

kaiba mokuba (millennium-anima) ! the most important person in his life and even more important than life itself . possesses the greatest influence over seto's future decisions, whether he is aware of the fact or not . / "what i do is for your sake, even if you don't realize it yet . for your future, for your happiness, i would do anything for you . forsake everything, if it comes to that . this is my duty as your one and only older brother . i will not fail you again ."

pharaoh atem (ahmar-bakra) ! (exclusive, single ship) it could never be heard from him that they were friends or anything of that sort, however ... even one as wealthy as himself had no reason to waste time and resources to steal just anyone from the afterlife, understand ? / "if you insist that our road of battle is endless, then you cannot turn your back to me and walk a different path . there is no place in this universe or any other where you can hide from my perception . duel me, pharaoh !"

DECK INFO

signature card/s ! blue eyes white dragon / obelisk the tormentor (temporary)

primary special summon type ! fusion / xyz

OTHER ABILITIES

chess prodigy ! an expertise in the game of chess . often accompanied with a title after competing in a number of ranked tournaments and receiving the title corresponding to the player's highest rating . he gained the title of grandmaster in an astounding series of wins internationally since his first debut to the circuit .

parkour ! the navigation and negotiation of obstacles in a terrain by means of running, jumping, and climbing .

engineering ! involves the creation, innovation, and usage of machines and structures ; including technologies, primitive and advanced .

natural genius ! an inherent ability to grasp new lessons with relative ease . when dedicated, mastery is likely achievable in a shorter timeframe than the average expectation . this is primarily utilized on skills and disciplines that are or may prove useful in keeping mokuba safe and happy, or to otherwise further his own goals .

VERSES

dragon's hoard ! default verse, years after his return from aaru with the pharaoh in tow . since then, he has established a few more kaibaland locations across the world and established the duel academy .

the enduring one who will transcend death ! around the events of the film, "yu-gi-oh! the dark side of dimensions ." he is the gay one .

storm incarnate ! set in ancient egypt, detailing a life seto would deny as his own to have lived . a lover of lettuce .

millennium dragon ! myth au . seto and mokuba come from an extant race of white dragons, hailing from islands in the east . though the pair of brothers remain close, they have decided to travel separately in the past decade . now, interrupting his amusement found in terrorizing the local tyrants and crooks, an annoying cat has managed to slide his way into seto's life .

monster called hatred ! the dark era that culminates to the creation of death-t in the manga . note : the shadow realm is not canon to the manga .

#ceo of kaiba corp⠠ profile ⟐

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tomorrowedblog · 1 year

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Puss In Boots: The Last Wish premieres today

Puss In Boots: The Last Wish, the new movie from Joel Crawford and Januel Mercado, is out today.

For the first time in more than a decade, DreamWorks Animation presents a new adventure in the Shrek universe as daring outlaw Puss in Boots discovers that his passion for peril and disregard for safety have taken their toll. Puss has burned through eight of his nine lives, though he lost count along the way. Getting those lives back will send Puss in Boots on his grandest quest yet.

Academy Award nominee Antonio Banderas returns as the voice of the notorious PiB as he embarks on an epic journey into the Black Forest to find the mythical Wishing Star and restore his lost lives. But with only one life left, Puss will have to humble himself and ask for help from his former partner and nemesis: the captivating Kitty Soft Paws (Oscar nominee Salma Hayek).

In their quest, Puss and Kitty will be aided—against their better judgment—by a ratty, chatty, relentlessly cheerful mutt, Perro (Harvey Guillén). Together, our trio of heroes will have to stay one step ahead of Goldilocks (Oscar nominee Florence Pugh) and the Three Bears Crime Family, “Big” Jack Horner (Emmy winner John Mulaney) and terrifying bounty hunter, The Big Bad Wolf (Wagner Moura).

#Movies #PussInBootsTheLastWish #News

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clovers-n-roses · 2 years

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Yuusona - Kat

“It isn’t what we say or think that defines us, but what we do”

Kat is a first year at NRC and one of the two students that live at Ramshackle dorm along with Grim. She’s easily tired but an all-around kind person that’s generally looked upon as a friendly, hardworking student and peer. She enjoys helping around campus when asked and can be found in the library reading or the Botanical Gardens.

Technical Information

Name: Klara Alexandra Theodora “Kat” Crawford

Other Names Kats, KK (Moonyuu) x’s girlfriend (Yuu H. jokingly) Katfish, Crawfish (Floyd) Madame Mutte (Rook) Herbivore (Leona) Child of Man (Malleus)

Voice claim: Asami Seto

Biographical Information

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Bisexual

Age: 18

Birthday: December 19th

Star sign: Sagittarius

Height: 160 cm (5’3)

Eye color: Lapis Blue

Hair color: Ink Black

Homeland: Midwest USA

Family: Alexander (Father), Unnamed mother

Professional Status

Dorm: Ramshackle

School year: First Year

Class: 1-A | Student no. 4

Occupation: Student, Vice Prefect

Club: Board Game Club (but honestly bounces around depending on her mood)

Best subject: History of Magic

Worse subject: Alchemy, Potionology

Fun Facts

Dominant hand: Right

Favorite food: Pepperoni Pizza

Least favorite food: Bananas

Likes: Cats | Books | Sweets| Sleeping | Flowers

Dislikes: Manipulators | Liars | Being Ignored | Whining | Entitlement

Hobby: Reading | Gardening | Baking

Talents: Archery | Eavesdropping

Appearance

Kat is an average-height young woman with a slender frame. She has long ink-black hair falling down to her mid-back. She parts it on the right side, tucking her hair behind her ear most of the time. It’s straight for the most part, having slight waves near the middle and ends. Her hair is very thick, and she often opts for pulling it into a ponytail.

She has pale skin, with an abundance of freckles found heavily on her cheeks and over her nose. Along with her shoulders, the top of her back, and her arms. She has bright blue eyes, usually a lapis blue color, but they can appear a darker blue if the weather is more overcast. She wears a pair of silver round frame glasses, unless PE or goggles are required, then she opts for her contacts.

A lobe piercing and three helix piercings on her left ear, and a lobe, cartilage, and helix piercing on her right ear.

Her uniform consists of a white long-sleeve button-down with a white & black tie. Along with that, she wears a black pleated skirt, with a pair of black spandex shorts underneath. Instead of the standard school jacket, she wears a beige cardigan over her uniform, accompanied by her dorm armband. She wears black socks that end at her lower calf with black converse.

Personality

Kat is a kind and compassionate individual. She has no problem doing what is asked of her or helping someone out when they're in need. She likes to be useful to others, but she’s not naive or gullible. She will refuse to aid someone if she feels like someone is trying to take advantage of her and her kindness.

She’s naturally an intelligent young woman that easily picks up and remembers things. The more interest she holds in a topic, though, means she’s more likely to put more effort in. Kat takes thorough notes in class and will study before exams. She has a bad habit of procrastinating and sometimes starts things at the last minute.

Besides academic intelligence, Kat is quite emotionally intelligent. She can pick up people’s mood shifts and will do her best to make someone feel better. She has no problem comforting people, giving them their space, or letting them vent to her.

Kat is also a very calm and relaxed person. She doesn’t see the point in getting worked up over small things. When problems arise, she tackles them head-on logically rather than fretting over them. On the off chance she does get worked up, be it anger or sadness, Kat calms herself down and attempts to alleviate what made her upset.

Due to her relaxed and kind nature, she has a tendency to draw in people from all walks of life. And has found herself making friends or at least acquaintances with many types of people. While not naturally charismatic or outgoing, Kat can easily make friends with people.

Trivia

Kat is an anagram of her first name and two middle names. She does not like being called Klara.

If she were in a dorm, it’d most likely be Heartslabyul

She’s allergic to Penicillin

Her favorite flowers are daisies and tulips

She cannot sleep with any sort of light on during the night

She doesn’t like looking people in the eye and will avoid eye contact unless she trusts you.

When she lies to strangers, she’ll look them in the eye. She physically can’t bring herself to lie to people she trusts.

She has a cat back in her homeworld, an orange chunk named Cheeto

Extra Names (Pet Names)

Love | My Love (Riddle) Cupcake | Sweetheart (Trey)

#twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #about littol kat #kat the lass #don't ask about last set of info #i don't wanna talk about it 😞#😺.katcore

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geekcavepodcast · 2 years

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Puss in Boots: The Last Wish Trailer 2

DreamWorks Animation’s Puss in Boots: The Last Wish finds out titular feline hero down to his last life. Puss goes on a quest into the Black Forest to find the Wishing Star and restore his lost lives, but with only one final life to lose Puss will need a little help along the way. Puss is joined on his quest by Kitty Soft Paws and a cheerful mutt named Perro. They will have their work cut out for them as they try to stay ahead of Goldilocks and the Three Bears Crime Family, “Big” Jack Horner, and the bounty hunter The Big Bad Wolf.

Puss in Boots: The Last Wish stars the voice talents of Antonio Banderas (Puss in Boots), Salma Hayek (Kitty Soft Paws), Harvey Guilllén (Perro), Florence Pugh (Goldilocks), John Mulaney (”Big” Jack Horner), Wagner Moura (The Big Bad Wolf), Olivia Colman, Ray Winstone, Samson Kayo, Anthony Mendez, and Da'Vine Joy Randolph. The film is directed by Joel Crawford.

Puss in Boots: The Last Wish hits theaters on December 21, 2022.

#puss in boots last wish #puss in boots #antonio banderas #salma hayek #harvey guillen #florence pugh #john mulaney #wagner moura #olivia colman #ray winstone #samson kayo #anthony mendez #da'vine joy randolph #joel crawford #dreamworks #shrek #TGCLiz

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notfromcold · 4 years

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Anyone got silly name ideas for the dog that appears to have just Chosen Francis Crawford in this fic I'm writing? (I was literally like "I need more fluff" and my brain went DOG).

She's a mutt and probably part wolfhound part ??????? - part other creature.

#lymond fanfic in progress

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another-chorus-girl · 5 years

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Erik House - Chapter 24

"You're doing better everyday," Gerik said, hoisting Karimloo back up with an arm around him.

"I'm just sorry the wedding will be postponed yet again due to this liability of mine," The West End Merik grumbled.

The film adapted tenor chuckled, "That's alright, more time for us to...catch up."

As the men walked about the yard overlooking the pool, high above on the second floor a set of dark eyes watched the pair.

Panaro's teeth were clenched watching this insulting display unfold.

-Three days ago-

Having been thoroughly interrogated and settled down by Erik, Gerik was finally released from his enclosure.

"You will as I'm sure you're already aware and comprehend behave to put it bluntly" Erik pointed a skeletal finger to Gerik's well toned chest-the latter having discarded his overcoat down to his poet shirt complaining the chamber was too warm.

"And you," The black masked man pointed at Crawford "Will make sure your kin stay in check. If he complies with my request, I should expect no further quarrel under this roof or ON the roof. Am I clear gentlemen?"

Crawford nodded, "Oui"

"Yes," Gerik meekly nodded, refusing to look in the golden eyes directly.

Having felt defeated and alone at last, the film adapted tenor was startled to say the least by Karimloo's mistaken identity and affections toward him.

But this also led to a more dark convoluted thought; who was he to deny the West End Merik his happiness?

Of course he could tell this infuriated the gaggle of Meriks' to no end-Gerik getting special satisfaction seeing Panaro's coat tails in a twist. And the film adapted tenor savored the affection and compassion he was receiving from the West End Merik.

But he was doing no physical harm or unwanted advances toward him, so therefore Crawford along with the others were bound to their oath of keeping the peace.

-Present-

Panaro sneered in disgust seeing Karimloo's hand interlink with Gerik's. Just the other day he walked in on the filmy making Karimloo pizza rolls. Pizza rolls that PANARO bought for Karimloo, he'd had to go all the way downtown to find the meat lovers brand his fiancee loved-and in the process loss a shoe to a rabid 'phan' whom saw him leaving the market.

He couldn't watch this display anymore, something had to be done. A turn of his heel and the Broadway man was storming down the hall banging loud and hard on one Merik's door.

All while this was going on another door was being called upon downstairs. Lerik stood and opened the door perplexed as to who would be knocking at this hour. When he opened the door the mute stared blankly at the masked man playing with his phone.

Unable to clear his throat, Lerik settled on tapping his foot in mild annoyance as the half masked stranger seemed oblivious that he stood there.

Slipping the device in his breastpocket the Merik blinked.

"Oh! I'm sorry about that, was just updating my story." He half chuckled nervously seeing no reaction from the man. "Um, am I in the right place Sir?"

Reaching out, the stranger himmed and hawed as Lerik grasped the man's hand pulling him through the threshold.

Walking in the parlor and seeing no one, Lerik motioned for the masked man to wait and headed to the kitchen.

Finding just who he was looking for Lerik silently waited with his hands clasped together. Crawford gasped, turning around from the pantry to see the mute standing there.

"Really Monsieur," The elder Merik sighed, picking up the box of biscuits he'd dropped in the initial alarm. "I'm understandable to the fact that you can't speak, however some form of making your presence known would be quite appreciation."

Lerik merely pointed a wagging finger toward the door, where a pair of eyes watched the two from the crack in the door.

"Yes?" Crawford called in confusion.

The stranger stepped in suavely but rather timidly.

"I hope I'm in the right house, I need refuge." He said, a briefcase in his hand.

"Ah! No need to feel fearful. You are quite welcome here! If you'll allow me to show you around?"

"Yes! Oh! One moment, I need to just grab my companion, he seems to be quite reluctant to come inside." The new Merik trotted back to the foyer.

"Two of them?" Crawford asked Lerik.

"Don't look at me, I only saw one at the door." The mute signed.

"It's quite safe! We're alright here," The Merik said to his unknown companion.

"You're sure? I'm sure I saw torches down the street! What if that mob followed us?" The deeper voice bickered back.

"Now now, don't be paranoid."

"Don't tell me how to feel Monsieur!"

Crawford scowled, the voice sounding too familiar.

"Y, what is the meaning of this? You better not be wasting my-" But wheeling the corner, his mismatch eyes originally burning with hatred faded to confusion.

The man sounded just like the Coney Island master, but was clearly not the same gentleman, dressed in their similar tailcoat opera suit and his half mask betterly matched their own.

The taller man-with equally bulgy eyes as Mr. Y-blinked in confusion, "Have we met? I apologize if we got off on the wrong foot somehow?"

The elder Merik shook his head, "Non, my sincere apologies. I mistaken you for someone else. Forgive me gentlemen let me introduce myself properly, Crawford."

The mismatch eyed Merik held his hand out for the taller man to shake, whom firmly grasped it.

"Lewis if you please," He greeted.

"Did you say Crawford?" The shorter Merik asked, "Me too!"

"I beg your pardon?" The older man asked, as the young Merik eagerly shook his hand.

"I wonder if that's why people have been abbreviating my name to 'Brawford' to avoid confusion?"

"CRAWFORD!!!" The new Meriks' flinched at the blood curdling screams from upstairs.

"What the devil was that?" Lewis asked perplexed.

The elder Merik tiredly rubbed his unmasked temple with a tired sigh. "Just another unparalleled delight of a day for me."

Jones came bounding down the stairs. "Uh you may want to go check on that my friend."

"Yes yes. Would you be so kind as to show the good messieurs Lewis and...?"

"Just Brawford is fine!" The young Merik waved.

"Yes...Jones if you would be so kind as to show them around a little more s'il vous plait?"

Jones nodded, "Think nothing of it, come along gentlemen I will lead."

"Crawford I DEMAND my staff back!" Panaro roared in rage, normally quite respectful and reserved toward the elder masked man. "I will not stand idly by and let my future husband be stolen away from me! Let me in! LET! ME! IN!!!"

"No one is going to open the door if the bedroom is empty Monsieur," Crawford said clearing his throat, making his presence known behind the Broadway Merik.

Panaro mid knock paused, turning to face the shorter mismatched eyed man. “Oh...”

"And you are NOT getting your staff back. I confiscated it for a reason which you've just proven to me by this was the smart decision."

"This isn't right or fair!" Panaro stomped like a naughty child.

"It is both right and certainly fair, no more bloodshed in this house. I'm sorry monsieur, I truly am. But that is my final word on the matter."

Removing his key, Crawford walked past Panaro and opened his door. Panaro shook his head distraught as the door closed on him. Something needed to be done. Something would be done.

This thought drummed through the Broadway Merik's distorted mind when he trudged up to the third floor with one last plan.

Gerik played wih Karimloo's twitchy fingers, having gone back upstairs to Karimloo and Panaro's room-however the latter was ostracized into living elsewhere whilst Karimloo had a death wish out for him.

"I love when you do that with your hands," He mumbled, caressing the well toned muscular digits.

"Hmm..."

Both men glanced up at the scratching and whining on the end of the door. Gerik scowled sitting up and walking to the door.

Soot panted and whined on the other side, seeming to look up at the film adapted tenor pleadingly.

"Shoo! Go on, he doesn't want you. Go!" Gerik motion trying to push the dog away, but Soot merely laid down and continued whining.

"Grrr," Frustrated Gerik slammed the door shut on the labradoodle, mumbling under his breath. "I don't know what that mutt's problem is. He's mine now."

"What was that?" Karimloo asked.

"Just that fop of a Merik's canine. Annoying beast."

"He was whining?"

Gerik scoffed, "Nevermind him, he's only-"

But the film adaption paused seeing a look of distress on Karimloo's face. Albeit sorrow.

"What's wrong?" He asked, sitting with Karimloo, rubbing the West End Merik's hand again.

"He was upset, he....he's just laying there. He must feel so....abandoned and alone..." Karimloo mumbled, his malformed lip quivering. "I...I just."

Where was all this coming from? Why was he so worked up over this? Gerik knew Karimloo liked animals but he wasn't overly attached to dogs. If anything Karimloo was quite taken with cats.

That was when the Merik started crying.

"K-KAri? What's the-" But Gerik felt himself be shoved as Karimloo backed up onto his bed.

"NO!"

"What??"

"D-Don't say that. Please don't call me that!"

"I don't understand."

"Something...the way you said it wasn't. It doesn't sound right." Removing his mask, he turned away shielding the sight of both his tears and disfigured face. "I just want to rest now..."

Nodding, Gerik patted the West End Merik's back. "Alright..."

Deciding to give him some privacy and quiet, Gerik left the masked man to his jumbled thoughts.

Leaning against the other side of the door, Gerik shook his head.

“What am I doing?” He sighed, “This isn’t right.”

Soot still laying on the ground on the opposite while whined staring up at Gerik. The film adaption covered his eyes holding back a choked sob. Sinking to the ground he reached out hesitantly and stroked the labradoodle’s back.

“Can you tell your master I’m sorry?” He asked the canine, as if expecting Soot to answer back. “Not that Peppermint face would believe me, but I am. And Karimloo....I promise. I promise I’ll try and fix him.”

Couple a footnotes among all the angst!

-For those who aren’t sure who the new arrivals are they would be the latest of fresh Meriks portrayed by Ben Crawford the current Broadway Phantom (No relation to Michael). And Ben Lewis whom until recent months was the current West End Phantom (also no relation to Norm).

-Crawford’s initial annoyance at Lewis voice is of course a joke playing on that Ben Lewis was both the Phantom in London AND Mr. Y of the Melbourne, Aussie version of Love Never Dies (the dvd version of LND). But don’t worry, we’ll get to some Mr. Y fun next chapter...

-Brawford playing with his phone is kind of a play on his behind the scenes self as Ben is VERY active on social media in particular Instagram and almost on a daily basis updates his account with new videos of Ben goofing around with his castmates in and out of costume (but the best ones in costume heheh)

-There’s kind of a joke in Crawford caught snacking on biscuits. It’s revealed in his autobiography that Michael’s actual last name by birth is Smith. Eventually for reasons during his youth-mainly family relevent-wanted to change his name and in a hilarious fashion settled on Crawford after passing a Crawford’s Biscuits truck. Must have been pretty good cookies.

-Gerik’s remark about Karimloo’s hands is partly a play on how in any role Ramin Karimloo has played (Phantom, Les Mis, Anastasia) he has a habit of twitching his fingers every so often. Whether this is some sort of habit or nervous impulse I’m not sure.

#Erik house AU #erik house #phanfiction #Phantom of the Opera #Gerik #cherik #panarimloo

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simsinly · 5 years

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Oreo and Cookie, the mutt puppies (a result of random genetics) and my new starter sim Effie Crawford. She has the ts4pets aspiration and makes music/vlogs for a living. Also pics of the newcrest starter home I built her.

#ts4 #ts4 cats #ts4 dogs #sims 4 #sims 4 dogs #sims 4 cats #dog #dogs #cat #cats #the sims 4 legacy #ts4 legacy #ts4 pets #simmer #sims #ea #simsinly #simblr

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cora collins dev.

BASIC INFORMATION

full name: cora rebecca collins

reasoning: named after both grandmothers

nickname(s): no.

preferred name(s): cora

birth date: march 22

age: thirty two

zodiac: aries

gender: cis female

pronouns: she/her

romantic orientation: biromantic

sexual orientation: bisexual

nationality: american

ethnicity: caucasian (european mutt)

current location: chicago

living conditions: clean and a bit cramped. she won’t budge from her studio, which is perfectly enough space for her, her cello, and her plants. would it be nice to be able to open her front door if the fridge is open? sure! but whatever!

BACKGROUND

birth place: crawford, in

hometown: avon, in

social class: middle

education level: degree in performance from the london school of music; more workshops and intensives than any sane person should have been through.

father: roy collins, 57, high school principal

mother: sheila collins, 56, housewife

sibling(s): jacob, 35; mia, 26

birth order: middle

children: nah

pet(s): do her plants count?

other important relatives: nope. she's estranged from every last one of them.

previous relationships: a handful but career first, always.

current relationship: single, hung up.

arrests?: nah

prison time?: nah

OCCUPATION & INCOME

primary source of income: assistant principal cellist, cso

content with their job?: it’s perfect

past job(s): cello tutor, waitress, bar back, nanny - she's a working musician, she knows what it is to hustle.

spending habits: borderline cheap. she'd rather save and spend money on things that move her forward. cello? necessity. moving from her studio? not.

most valuable possession: her cello. besides the fact that it’s her livelihood, it’s also custom. she would save it before herself in a life or death situation.

SKILLS & ABILITIES

physical strength: definitely more upper body than lower but not terrible.

speed: speed walking queen.

intelligence: curious - she reads a lot and listens to podcasts while commuting.

accuracy: not terrible.

agility: aight

stamina: excellent but like, low key destructive. she will go until she's going to collapse to make a point.

teamwork: she does really prefer to be the boss but she can defer without being a bitch about it.

talents: cello, sight reading. she also has a wicked sense of humor and can be reasonably warm with people once she's known them a bit.

shortcomings: fiercely independent, stubborn, and private.

language(s) spoken: english

drive?: in theory but she’s been in large cities since she was eighteen so it’s probably best if she doesn’t.

jump-star a car?: nope.

change a flat tire?: nope.

ride a bicycle?: yes.

swim?: yes.

play an instrument?: duh.

play chess?: a little

braid hair?: only her own

tie a tie?: yes and bow ties.

pick a lock?: no

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE & CHARACTERISTICS

face claim: louisa jacobson

eye color: blue

hair color: light brown

hair type/style: long and straight, prone to cutting bangs when stressed.

glasses/contacts?: contacts mostly but glasses now and then

dominant hand: right

height: 5'7

build: willowy, defined upper body and strong shoulders

exercise habits: yep, just to keep her stamina up for performances. she also hauls a thirty pound cello and case around with her every where which does a lot.

skin tone: fair

tattoos: nah

piercings: ears

marks/scars: none really.

usual expression: poker face.

notable features: sharp feature and hella good skin - facials and cello are cora's only indulgences.

clothing style: jeans or ankle pants, shirt. never without a sweater because practice rooms are freezing. several gowns in the arsenal for performances.

jewelry: nah. gets in the way. necklace or earrings maybe but she prefers to keep her hands free.

allergies: pollen

diet: boring as hell - same smoothie every morning, same salad every day, dinner is one of four options. she doesn't like to have to think about it too much if she has to.

physical ailments: she’s very watchful of any hand related maladies that may appear - she's had a few bouts of tendinitis and runs a tight ship when it comes to stretches and physical therapy when it's needed.

PSYCHOLOGY

enneagram type: 6 - the loyalist

moral alignment: true neutral

temperament: melancholic

element: earth

mbti type: isfj - the defender

mental conditions/disorders: some anxiety but nothing she can’t handle

sociability: a loner but good with people once she warms up a bit. she's polite but a little shy and it can come across as cold.

emotional stability: pretty good, brutally realistic.

obsession(s): her hands.

phobia(s): anything happening to her hands

addiction(s): nah

drug use: eh, prescriptions and cold medicine when needed.

alcohol use: sometimes but not excessively. she doesn’t like being drunk.

prone to violence?: not at all

MANNERISMS

speech style: soft but bright.

accent: flat midwestern

quirks: she’s a mover - light on her feet, usually fidgeting with something, that sort of thing.

hobbies: her plants, reading, learning guitar

nervous ticks: fidgeting

drives/motivations: principal cellist

positive traits: independent, driven, reliable, objective, brave.

negative traits: too independent, stubborn, competitive, insecure, mercurial

sense of humor: dry

do they curse often?: nah

FAVORITES

activity: playing music

animal: cats

beverage: water

book: mexican gothic for fiction or any kind of travel memoir for nonfiction. she likes audio books.

color: blue

designer: calvin klein

food: chocolate covered pretzels

flower: lilacs

gem: agate

holiday: holidays generally bum her out tbh. she likes summer in general but recognizes that it's not the same.

mode of transportation: walk or train

movie: marie antoinette

song: "sicilienne" or "vienna"

scenery: a full house, the lake.

scent: lilacs, her cello polish, liam.

sport: basketball, she guesses.

television show: outlander

weather: seventy five, sunny, light wind off the lake. perfection.

vacation destination: wherever is good - she has a lot of friends all over in different orchestras and she likes to visit them if she can get away.

ATTITUDES

greatest dream: principal cellist has been her single minded goal since she landed at cso and she’ll get there or die trying.

greatest fear: breaking a hand, arthritis, dying alone.

most at ease when: playing music, with liam

least at ease when: she’s been backed into a corner.

worst possible thing that could happen: see above.

biggest achievement: her position with cso. she’s very young for it to have happened and she’s the first to crow about it.

biggest regret: nope. not even if she thinks about it - none at all. she can't imagine doing anything differently because it would mean not being exactly here which is where she's always wanted to be.

biggest secret: nah.

top priorities: her career.

#c: cora collins

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On the Eve of Battle: Foreseeing Failure

[The following is a short tale from the enemy’s perspective and takes place prior to the finale of ‘the Brothers’ storyline.]

Valentine’s knuckles were bruised and near bloody, but still she pounded on the chamber door.

“I must speak to Colton!” She called out.

Just like her hands, her voice was damaged, abused by the hours she spent trying to earn her mentor’s notice.

“Please!”

Two nights prior, she had been in an argument with both Daniels brothers. Crawford was hellbent on killing Bravard for the treachery of the Lockhart girl and the demons with which Lord Carrington cavorted. Colton was distraught and dwindling. Crawford had kept the Andersons’ crimes from the elder brother and had instructed everyone else to keep quiet. It tore Colton apart to know Kat was touched by others, literally chipping away at his failing sanity. He planned to use Cody, Kat’s brother, as the vessel for their dark god, but in his blind grief, he almost ruined their chances altogether.

Valentine fought with both of them. She forced Crawford to see reason, to realize Colton needed him, and then with his help she managed to stay Colton’s hand. Their work went on because she had found the courage to fight for her beliefs, even in the face of seemingly certain death.

“I must speak with Colton! It has been two days! Please!”

She wasn’t certain how much longer her vigil could continue. She promised Bravo she would return to him when she knew it was safe for him. With Crawford’s distance, staying at the side of his brother, she had no way of knowing if the brutal man’s anger had yet subsided. It was this uncertainty that pushed her onward.

Just as Valentine was about to slam her fist on the heavy banded door again, it flung open. As if knowing her thoughts, Crawford sneered down at her.

“Please, Crawford. I—”

“Shut up the fuck up, Mutt. We’ve heard you,” he snarled.

His tone sent a shiver of fear into her core, breaking away more of her resolve. She opened her mouth to continue her protest, in spite of the anger it could elicit.

“He will see you,” Crawford scoffed.

He remained looming in the doorway, preventing Valentine from bolting into the chamber. He didn’t say anything, he merely kept her in his shadow until he was ready to let her pass. It was a power play for which he was known, so Valentine refused him the satisfaction of begging to be let by. She simply waited him out and then skirting by when he gave her room.

Colton was sitting at his desk, blowing lightly on a wax seal as she entered. The fireplace was roaring, greedily devouring what appeared to be crates of papers and books. Valentine’s heart fluttered like a frightened bird as she approached. She had witnessed the Void Priest at his worst and there was always a strange calm before the storm.

“Colton. You…you appear to be well,” she offered quietly.

“Do I? Funny, I don’t feel it,” Colton replied in his somber baritone.

“I…I am sorry. I’m sorry I fought with you. I just…I was afraid –”

“You have every right to be afraid, child,” Colton interrupted as he pushed himself to his feet.

He was tall and strong, but in the shadows of the fervent fire, he looked his age. Darkness reached over his weathered features and the flickering light shone in his false eye. The foreboding look of him made his words feel like a threat, the thoughts of retreat involuntarily invading Baby’s forethoughts.

“Don’t fear me,” he growled, closing the distance between them with three long strides. “I have -never- hurt you, Valentine. I won’t start now.”

He reached out and gently caressed her cherub-like cheek but couldn’t summon the energy to even force a smile.

“Brace yourself, dear. I have dire news.”

She followed him to the sofa by the fire. It was all she could do. Her thoughts had shifted to Bravo and her obsessive desire to ensure his safety.

“He will survive,” Colton said, once again reading her thoughts. “But we are going to fail, child. Our attempts to bring Zirnos to Azeroth will fail.”

“Don’t say that, teacher. Nothing will stop us. We will bring him to Azeroth and he will usher the world’s rebirth. He told us it is in our futures. He has shown us,” Baby protested gently, mistaking his proclamation for despair.

“No. Listen to me. Zirnos is not wrong. He will be summoned to this plane, but we will fail him in my first life time. Valentine, I need you to take my spellbook and that letter and I need you to leave. Tonight. Do not open the letter until Hallow’s End. Do you understand?”

The urgency of his words conflicted with is calm, tired demeanor. Valentine stared at him in disbelief for several breaths before she shook her head.

“No…I…How? I don’t understand. How can this be?”

“I am going to die tomorrow. I don’t see how, but I see my body devoured by flames. I fail in this lifetime, but Zirnos assures me that if you survive, we can still bring him to this world. We must maintain our faith. You must have faith in him and in me. You will understand after Hallow’s End, but I need you to disappear. I need you to cease to exist until they have forgotten you. Do you understand? I need you to do this. Our new world depends upon it.”

Valentine was filled with confusion and agony. She lost touch with reality as she stared numbly into the fire. She heard his words but could not bear the weight of them. Still, she nodded weakly.

“I understand.”

“Good. You will have…your prize, still. You can’t take him with you. You must weather solitude as I have. But when Zirnos comes to this world, we shall both have what we desire. You…you will learn something of this man you desire, and it will hurt, just as I have hurt, but you will go on wanting him. I can say no more but take that solace I can give. Now go. Gather your things and leave no trace. Let them forget you.”

Colton’s finality was so sharp, Valentine involuntarily leapt to her feet. She looked at him, already mourning him, but dared not burden him with her sympathy. Instead, she did precisely as she was told, taking up his spell book and the thick, sealed letter of his instructions before running from the room.

“You should have told her,” Crawford growled from the shadows.

“She will know soon enough. I couldn’t bear to break her heart here. Not in this place so sacred to her. She must be strong if we are to succeed.”

Colton looked down at his hands and sighed heavily. In his vision he had seen the people to kill him. He saw his beloved Katharine standing beside their enemy, the wretched Lord Carrington. He had seen the man’s face as clear as a memory and when he had recovered from his visions he knew that the boy, Bravard ‘Bravo’ Noman, was not at all who he said he was.

“Rest brother. There will be a battle tomorrow. They will attack from both sides and we no longer have the numbers to simply sit back. We must be ready to fight.”

[ @darsacarrington for mention ]

#story #The Brothers SL #finale

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Museum Of Architecture Colour Memories Exhibition

2021 Museum Of Architecture Colour Memories Exhibition, MoA News

Museum Of Architecture Colour Memories Exhibition 2021

12 Mar 2012

Colour Memories exhibition from Museum of Architecture

Museum Of Architecture Competition, London, England, UK

“Colour is what makes memories come alive and it does the same with architecture, bringing a sense of joy, personality and individuality to buildings of all types and scales – as well as being a little bit fun.”

Owen Hopkins, Director of the Farrell Centre at Newcastle University. Taken from his introduction to Colour Memories exhibition.

Colour Memories a new exhibition by Museum of Architecture opens online today

“Colour is something that helps us recall memories and feelings. The steel blue of the ocean on a windy Autumn’s day that gives us chills just thinking of it; bright neon-coloured lights in cities that evoke excitement and energy; and primary-coloured crayons strewn across a table harking back to the nostalgia and innocence of being a child. Narratives like these are driving the Museum of Architecture’s Colour Memories exhibition, bringing the personal stories of architects, and the designs they inspire, to life.” Melissa Woolford, founder and director, The Museum of Architecture

Colour Memories – a new exhibition by The Museum of Architecture and sponsored by Axalta – is dedicated to exploring the role of colour in architecture and design. The exhibition captures the personal colour stories and inspirations of over 20 architects including, Jonathan Hagos’ connections to salmon orange, Harbinder Singh Birdi’s connection to traffic red and Paul Monaghan’s connection to Victorian tile green. Each architect has chosen an Axalta colour sample to best represent their memory.

Speaking about his colour memory Salmon Orange, Jonathan Hagos of practice Freehaus says: “Colours faded by sunlight, whether in reality or on the surface of the photographic prints depicting my childhood, are to me, seeped in nostalgia. No colour captures this more than the faded orange that defines my earliest memories. It was the colour of my parents Opal Kadett, parked outside the first home that I can remember.”

Speaking about Green Chlorophyll, Catherine Pease from practice vPPR said: “(it) represents the colour of plants and nature: soft and calming; playful and ever-changing; innumerable and complex. As part of our work at vPPR, we are drawn to projects where landscape and architecture are intrinsically linked.”

Colour Memories explores personal connections to colour and as well as ideas related to how colour informs the design process. It looks at the history of colour, colour in nature and biophilia, the impact of colour on our psychology and well-being, and the use of colour in architecture today. The exhibition showcases the impact and influence of new movements like Multiform and New London Fabulous and includes content from Studio Mutt and Studio S&M. The role of teaching colour in architecture is considered by Professor Fiona McLachlan, professor of architectural practice at Edinburgh School of Architecture and Landscape Architecture and Antoni Malinowski co-director of Saturated Space at the Architectural Association. Other participants include: Asif Khan, Abre Etteh, Charles Holland, Chris Wilkinson, Katy Marks and Nimi Attanayake.

Speaking about Colour Memories, Dami Babalola, architecture colour expert at Axalta Powder Coatings UK, said: “Axalta Powder Coatings is pleased to be working with 20 talented architectural practices on this unique project. In this uncertain time we have decided to be flexible and create an entirely digital exhibition which showcases the personal associations we have with colour. We hope to highlight the wide variety of colours Axalta has to offer, as well as our commitment to providing the design community with the best and most creative colour solutions for their projects.”

The exhibition includes exclusive interviews between Melissa Woolford, founder and director of MoA and James Crawford and Alex Turner from Studio Mutt, Hugh McEwen and Catrina Stewart from Office S&M and Paul Monaghan of AHMM and content from architectural writer Harriet Thorpe and architectural historian and curator Owen Hopkins.

Laura Sanjuan Soda Studio inspiration: photo courtesy of designer

Featured practices:

1. Abre Etteh 2. Afterparti 3. AHMM 4. Asif Khan 5. Atelier La Juntana 6. Beasley Dickson 7. Charles Holland 8. Citizens Design Bureau 9. Freehaus 10. Hawkins Brown 11. Morris + Company 12. NimTim 13. Office S&M 14. SODA 15. Studio Aki 16. Studio Mutt 17. Unscene Architecture 18. vPPR 19. WilkinsonEyre 20. ZHD

Museum of Architecture Instagram: @MuseumofArchitecture Museum of Architecture Twitter: @MoA_News Hashtag: #ColourMemories

Colour Memories by Museum of Architecture is sponsored by Axalta Powder Coatings

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MoA provides opportunities for architects to collaborate with other industries and communities to be better informed about the places and people for which they are designing.

MoA has been a pop-up museum for twelve years and positions itself as a place where people come to learn about what is currently happening in architecture through exhibitions, events, talks, and public installations. MoA’s programming provides insightful information for both the public and architects alike, linking architecture to contemporary culture to make it accessible to all. https://ift.tt/1SEYX5Z

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With more than 150 years of experience in the coatings industry, the 14,000 Axalta people continue to find better ways every day to serve our more than 100,000 customers in 130 countries with the finest coatings, application systems and technology. For more information visit axalta.com/powdercoatings-emea and follow us @Axaltapowdercoatingsemea on Instagram and on LinkedIn.

Architect Chris Wilkinson in his Dulwich House, London, England: photo courtesy of architects office

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