'The Madonna of the Roses' and 'The Madonna of Pietà' by William-Adolphe Bouguereau

Sophie Kumpen and Max Verstappen (1997 and 2017)

Goodbye Dynasty by the CW, you came (back) into my life when I really needed a show to pull me up after the 2017 cancellation/ending era of so many other good shows, you brought me laughter, happiness, sadness and what a great reboot it was, thank you to this AMAZING cast and crew ♥️♥️

Okay ?nsfw? request, soo ..

Maybe at first some casually making out and his hands are like all over the reader and then he's all smiley and leaves hickeys over readers neck. He's just sooo in love and omg 😫 you can choose if sh*t gets more steamy or not <3 :)

aaaaa i got a similar one like this but i'm doing all three ty for requesting ❤️

18+ mdni nsfw-ish content

you don't see what he's doing, eyes closed as you let yourself melt into his burning touch. his hands slip beneath your shirt, lips taking yours into his, locking like a key to a padlock; synchronized at every open mouthed kiss, followed by soft, wet clicks.

his hands roam your exposed skin, thumbs tracing the wire of your bra, pushing you onto the couch. joseph's knee slots itself between your legs, your hand on his face coming up to tangle in his mess of curls, letting his tongue cheekily evade your hot mouth.

joseph's teeth bite your nip at your bottom lip, breaking away to place kisses from the corner of your mouth until he moves to your cheeks, nudging his nose on your jawline to tilt your head sideways. you do, sinking into his touch.

exhaling, his lips wrap around your complexion, leaving twinkling crescents onto your skin, the thick muscle of his tongue licking up every inch of the juncture of your neck. you sigh, tugging slightly on his curls,

"jo," you murmur his name in a raptured susurration. he hums against your flesh, teeth teasing your already sensitive skin, licking up every rivulets of sweat. "i don't have work tomorrow,"

joseph's hand leaves your waist, coming up to cup your breasts, rolling his index and middle finger on your pebbled buds beneath the thin lace. he massages them with need, pressing and clutching for both of your gratifications. you whimper at his rough handling, feeling him smirk at the lewd sound elicited. "which means?"

"you- fuck," he pulls the cup of your bra down, rough palm pressing on your sensitive nipple, fingers digging onto your breast before the other mirrors what he's done, all while he nips and licks on the salty skin of your neck. "you can leave as much marks as you want."

in your breathy confirmation, you feel the solidity of his teeth graze your neck. your head lulls back on the sofa, the heat his palms radiate on your breasts traveling down to your aching cunt that grinds on his, feeling him grow harder beneath you.

"i'll leave as much hickeys as i want?" joseph murmurs condescendingly. you nod, and he's opening his eyes to stare deeply into yours, the same amount of arousal that renders his irises almost black from the dilation of his pupils. "i'll paint you purple then, baby."

his hand slithers itself outward from underneath, coming up to hold the other side of your neck to keep you in place. you bring out a short, high pitched moan when his teeth sinks onto your neck, the severity of it stings and evokes coital imagery on your already filthy mind.

your forearms lock itself beneath his shoulder, clasping on the back of his collar and tugging it up as a wordless sign. joseph unclasps his tortuous teeth, licks the slight curve marks of his teeth on your skin and presses a feather kiss on them. "you alright?"

you nod, kissing his shoulder.

before you know it he's marking another one — this time moving down just above your collarbone, biting harder than the other but makes you moan nonetheless, sucking the stinging sensation away until it the pain numbs, replaced by the hot saliva of his tongue. joseph moves back and almost rips his shirt off.

your lips are wanting when he comes back down, placing your hand on the back of his head to push himself in there, tongue sinking into your open mouths. he groans, the risqué cadence evident in the throaty sound.

his hand comes up to wrap around your neck, pressing on your pulse point, thumb rubbing where a hickey starts to form — a dark resolute to the hidden intention in its creation. he presses his knee right onto your cunt.

reblogs and feedback are appreciated <3

"Dying's not so bad. It's staying dead that sucks."

Character Name: Gerard “Gerry” Keay

Fandom: The Magnus Archives

Voiced By: Jon Gracey

Yarn Used: Skin: CraftSmart Value - Off-White Shirt/Trousers/Shoes: Red Heart Super Saver - Black; heidi & jo iron-on applique Hair: CraftSmart Value - Curry; Tulip Colorshot Fabric Spray Paint - Black Face: Park Lane 10mm plastic eyes - hazel; Red Heart Super Saver - Black Tattoos: Red Heart Super Saver - Black

Basic pattern here.

Okay, so if I’m being honest here, this particular Gerry is 100% influenced by the version in “Awake and Unafraid” by blasphemous-lies-and-deceit, who is amazing and deserves all the love. (Not that I don’t want to hug canon!Gerry too, but holy hell.) I will also confess that I had to undo him at one point; I’d been working on him steadily for a while, and then set him aside in favor of NaNoWriMo, whereupon he promptly got swallowed up by the hellscape miasma that is my room. I finally unearthed him in a moment that can best be described as “I have discovered every single godsdamned thing I have been looking for in the last six MONTHS and also the Ark of the Covenant and Jimmy Hoffa, and yet I cannot find the one specific thing I am looking for and which I only purchased a week ago” and started working on him again. Unfortunately, I had no idea where I was in the pattern and what variants I had actually done, so I unraveled most of his torso and started over. This is why it has taken me almost a year between Hux and Gerry.

Oh, well. At least I can confidently tell you that I altered the “base” pattern as follows:

Shoes: Black combat boots, baby! Like with Mini and Hux, I kept the color the same, but otherwise the shoes are the same as before.

Trousers: I was trying to give him baggy black jeans, so I wanted them to come down over his shoes. Thus, when I got to the top of the boots, I did a round in the front loop only to give myself a little ridge, then did a round of treble crochet in the front loops of that before going back to sc for the rest of the trousers. (I think. I forgot to write this down as I was doing it and it’s been, as previously mentioned, around six months since then at time of writing.) I also wanted to give him some artistic rips in the knees, so I switched to the white I’m using for his skin and did front-loop in the black around it to give it a bit of texture and make it look like they are, in fact, torn across the knees. Deliberately or not, your call.

Shirt: I wanted Gerry to be wearing a kind of baggy, shapeless shirt, and also to be a bit taller and lankier in the torso, with a slightly longer neck. I also put him in all black because that’s how he’s always described, so I worked him the same way as Joseph (just without changing color) up until R36, and then: R37: Ch 2, hdc in each fpdc around, sl st in first hdc (38 hdc). R38-48: Ch 1, sc in each st around, sl st in first sc (38 sc). R49: Ch 1, [sc in next 17 st, inv dec over next 2 st] twice, sl st in first sc (36 sc). R50: Ch 1, sc in each st around, sl st in first sc (36 sc). R51: Ch 1, [sc in first 2 st, inv dec] 9 times around, sl st in first sc (27 sc). R52-53: Ch 1, sc around, sl st in first sc (27 sc). R54: Ch 1, [sc in first st, inv dec] 9 times around, sl st in first sc (18 sc). R55: Ch 1, sc in each st around, sl st in first sc (18 sc). R56: Switch to skin color. Ch 1, sc in back loop of each st around, sl st in first sc (18 sc). R58-59: Ch 1, sc in each st around, sl st in first sc (18sc). I also added an iron-on patch to give him a design on his shirt. (Fun fact, I bought three different patches and kept losing them before I could find my iron, which I had stupidly put away where it belonged.)

Head: I always picture Gerry as having a long, thin face and a slightly larger nose, so I followed the base pattern for his head up to what is R60 on the original pattern (but is R64 on this pattern due to previously-made changes), and then: R65-70: Ch 1, sc in each st around, sl st in first sc (42 sc). R71: Ch 3, dc in next 26 st, puff st in next st, dc in next 15 st, sl st in first dc (41dc, 1 puff stitch). R72-77: Ch 1, sc in each st around, sl st in first sc (42 sc). Continue from R72 on original pattern. Unfortunately, I didn’t stuff him as much as I should have, so his neck is kinda floppy. I’m working on a solution to that.

I also used safety eyes for the first time here! And oh my God they saved so much time. I wasn’t sure they were going to work in the package, but once I got them in his face, I liked them a lot! I embroidered a little smirk for his mouth. Used yarn this time because I finally had a yarn needle to do it with and didn’t feel like digging for my embroidery floss by the time I got to his mouth, and I like it.

Hair: Yeah, I’m a ginger!Gerry convert, what of it. Anyway, because his hair is always described as “badly dyed”, I initially considered using a variegated yarn, but couldn’t find one that would do what I wanted it to do, I decided to badly dye it myself. I wrapped a hank of yarn around a piece of cardboard, tied it off, and cut it, then spread it out on said cardboard and sprayed it with black fabric spray paint I found in the clearance aisle at Joann Fabric. And, as if it knew why I was doing it, it just…wouldn’t…take. I must’ve sprayed, rearranged, sprayed again, let dry, untangled, discovered that I’d just done the surface, resprayed, moved, and sprayed again about twelve times before I thought I’d got it. I hadn’t. Finally, I gave up and sewed the mottled orange-and-black mess onto his head (which was a headache and a half, especially since I wanted him to have a side part), discovered that it was neither as long nor as thick as it had looked before I put it on his head, debated starting over, decided not to, took him back outside, and covered his face with a paper towel, then sprayed the hair again, this time while it was already on his head. That way a) it dyed the scalp as well, and b) I could hope it stuck. (It also occurred to me that I was doing this on the front porch, right on the EDGE of the porch, and that it was, if not raining, at least very humid, and I wondered if that was affecting it, so once I’d sprayed his head down, I brought him inside and let him cure that way.) The yarn still soaked up a lot of the dye, but at least it’s more or less evenly covered…and it does, in fact, give the effect of a bad dye job, so…success?

Arms: I did Gerry’s arms the same way I did Hux’s, except that I gave him short sleeves rather than long ones. I also made them a little bit longer than normal, partly because Gerry is a little bit taller and partly because I was an idiot and wasn’t counting properly.

Trenchcoat: I may have made this slightly more complicated than necessary, but I like how it came out, so: Ch 48. R1: Dc in third ch from hook, dc in each ch across, turn (46dc). R2-5: Ch 3, dc in each st across, turn (46dc). R6: Ch 3, dc in first 17 st, fpdc around next st, skip next st, inv dec, dc in next 4 st, inv dec. Skip next st, fpdc around next st, dc in same st, dc in next 17 st, turn (43dc, 2 fpdc). R7: Ch 3, dc in first 18 st, bpdc around fpdc from prev row, skip next st, inv dec in back loops, dc in next 2 st, inv dec in back loops. Skip next st, bpdc around fpdc, dc in st behind, dc in next 18 st, turn (41dc, 2bpdc). R8: Ch 3, dc in first 19 st, fpdc around bpdc from prev row, skip next st, inv dec twice. Skip next st, fpdc around fpdc from prev row, dc in same st, dc in next 19 st, turn (39dc, 2fpdc). R9: Ch 3, dc in first 19 st, bpdc around next 2 fpdc, dc in next 19 st, turn (38dc, 2fpdc). R10: Ch 3, dc in each st across, turn (40dc). R11: Ch 1, sc in eacn st across, turn (40sc). R12: Ch 1, sc in first st, ch 1, skip next st, sc in each st across, turn (39sc, 1ch). R13: Ch 3, dc in first 38 st, dc in ch sp, dc in next st, turn (40dc). R14: Ch 3, dc in each st across, turn (40dc). R15: Ch 1, sc in first 38 st, ch 1, skip next st, sc in next st, turn (39sc, 1ch). R16: Ch 3, dc in first st, dc in ch sp, dc in next 38 st, turn (40dc). R17: Ch 3, dc in each st across, turn (40dc). R18: Ch 1, sc in first st, ch 1, skip next st, sc in next 38 st, turn (39sc, 1ch). R19: Ch 3, dc in first 9 st, inv dec, dc in next 18 st, inv dec, dc in next 9 st, turn (38dc). R20: Ch 3, dc in first 9 st, inv dec, dc in next 16 st, inv dec, dc in next 9 st, turn (36dc). R21: Ch 3, [dc in first 8 st, inv dec] three times, dc in next 3 st, turn (33dc). R22: Ch 3, dc in first 6 st, [YO x4, insert hook into next st, pull up loop, YO and pull through 2 loops x6]*, ch 6, skip next 3 st, repeat *, dc in next 11 st, repeat *, ch 6, skip next 3 st, repeat *, dc in next 6 st, turn (23dc, 4 extended stitches, 12ch). R23: Ch 2, hdc in first 7 st, sc in ch sp 6 times, hdc in next 13 st, sc in ch sp 6 times, hdc in next 7 st, turn (27hdc, 12sc). R24: Ch 2, hdc in first 7 st, inv dec in back loops 3 times, hdc in next 13 st, inv dec in back loops only 3 times, hdc in next 7 st, turn (33hdc). R25: Ch 1, sc in first st, hdc in next st, dc in next st, tc in next st, dtc in next st, [YO x4, insert hook into next st, pull up loop, YO and pull through 2 loops x6]*, ch 4, inv dec in hdc 10 times, hdc in next st, ch 4, repeat *, dtc in next st, tc in next st, dc in next st, hdc in next st, sc in next st, turn (13hdc, 2sc, 2dc, 2tc, 2dtc, 2 extended stitches). R26: Sl st in first sc, sc in next 5 st, sc around chain and into edge of extended stitch 4 times, sc in next 11 st, sc around chain and into edge of extended stitch 4 times, sc in next five st, sl st. Fasten off. Sleeves: Join yarn to st in armhole. For row 1, ch 1, sc in first st (mark starting st), sc in next 19 st around, join (20sc). For rows 2-10, ch 3, dc in each st around, join (20dc). Add buttons to sc rows of front opposite ch sp if desired. (I do so desire, I just haven’t done it yet.

Tattoos: Gerry’s tattoos are embroidered on in backstitch. I only did three (one on each hand and one on the back of his neck), because I was doing it in yarn and it was way too thick for anything tinier, but what the hey, he doesn’t technically have “joints”. (The ones on his knees don’t show because the holes are sagging below the joints. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it!)

Drivers who lost their lives in Formula 1 cars (🙏RIP🕯️)

Cameron Earl 🇬🇧

Chet Miller 🇺🇲

Carl Scarborough 🇺🇲

Charles De Tornaco 🇧🇪

Onofre Marimón 🇦🇷

Mario Alborghetti 🇮🇹

Manny Ayulo 🇺🇲

Bill Vukovich 🇺🇲

Eugênio Castellotti 🇮🇹

Keith Andrews 🇺🇲

Pat O'connor 🇺🇲

Luigi Musso 🇮🇹

Peter Collins 🇬🇧

Stuart Lewis Evans 🇬🇧

Jerry Unser 🇺🇲

Bob Cortner 🇺🇲

Ivor Bueb 🇬🇧

Harry Schell 🇺🇲

Chris Bristow 🇬🇧

Alan Stacey 🇬🇧

Shane Summers 🇬🇧

Giulio Cabianca 🇮🇹

Wolfgang Von Trips 🇩🇪

Ricardo Rodriguez 🇲🇽

Carel Godin De Beaufort 🇳🇱

John Taylor 🇬🇧

Lorenzo Bandini 🇮🇹

Bob Anderson 🇬🇧

Joseph Schlesser 🇨🇵

Piers Courage 🇬🇧

Jochen Rindt 🇦🇹

Jo Siffert 🇨🇭

Roger Williamson 🇬🇧

François Cevert 🇨🇵

Peter Revson 🇺🇲

Helmuth Koinigg 🇦🇹

Mark Donohue 🇺🇲

Tom Pryce 🇬🇧

Ronnie Peterson 🇸🇪

Patrick Depailler 🇨🇵

Gilles Villeneuve 🇨🇦

Riccardo Paletti 🇮🇹

Elio de Angelis 🇮🇹

Roland Ratzenberger 🇦🇹

Ayrton Senna 🇧🇷

Jules Bianchi 🇨🇵

https://www.tumblr.com/jo-harrington/742725251417423872/rip-to-the-actual-love-of-my-life-joseph-quinns

what the fuqqqqq

listen, jo is CONVINCED, and she makes a strong case BUT...

it cannot be true that joe canceled a con to go get veneers and then showed up at the netflix bafta's after party without any teeth

IT CANNOT BE TRUE !!!!!

RIP to the actual love of my life: Joseph Quinn’s teeth. Joe, you could have just let me pluck them out of your skull to make a nice necklace and not have them ground down to nubs. I’m disappointed that you would do this. But truly not surprised.

Forever in enmity,

The Better Jo(e)

Nubbins zoomed in under the cut.

Aight bestie, I thought of something lol. Remember those ideas we made?

What if MC had a a child and they both decide to visit Joseph at work. And Joseph, Jean, and the other crew members are in costume and having a grand ol' time, but they're cussing like there's no tomorrow. And all the sudden, they hear a child's voice going "Mama/Papa, they're saying bad words!"

How'd all of that go down in your writing? 🤣

Ooh, I hate you so much. Let's write it ehehe! You and your little kiddo decided to meet Joseph on his break. You pack everything, and you drive, not telling him at all about your surprise visit. You were let inside with no pressure. As you walk up to "behind the scenes" of everything, you begin to hear some familiar voices. As you walk around the corner, the Sunny Time Crew arise! Not noticing you're there, however. Or with your kid.

"Lord, I can't wait to get out of this stripey, frilly 'lil thing! It's so damn itchy, I just wanna rip it off n' some shit like that."

"Oh please, you think your costume design was bad, it feels like I'm wearin' three cor-seyys! My tits hurt! My back feels like you took out my spine and broke it in on your kitchen counter!"

"You ladies are overreactin'-"

"Oh shut it! You got the most comfortable style outta all of us! You fuckin' big hurley, no good hurdle!" "Hurdle now? That's interestin' babe." "At least you guys aren't bombarded with sexually repressed mothers 24/7! Lord it's so hard to stay in character, when you're sweatin' like a sinner in church! Holy shit, it feels like yer' running a whorehouse underneath your 'in laws basement!"

"An' what's so 'wong with that?! I'm still single and I try! All you gotta do is turn right 'round and all them sexy fucker mothers come runnin'! You scared of women in their prime, Joey?"

"Aw, our poor baby! Oooh! It's an older woman! How terrifying~!" "Yeah, c'mon Joe. You can't tell me you haven't ravished one of them baby makers right before or after a gig!" "Women in their prime are terrifyin'! It's not like I can run away when I haveta stay like 'Jack' in front of their kids!" "So you're sayin' that you ain't never ask a mother who has three sons if she wanted 'nother one?" "Yeah Jojo, you ain't never been enchanted by one of these baby mammas?" "It's not like..not one of dem mothers ain't worth enchantin'! Shiiit, you'd have me starin' at a few of them, saliviatin'! C'mooon Joey! You needa get laid sometime! Hook up with a special someone~~!" "C'mon clown man, there's so many women who wanna honk your horn~" "L-Listen, I already have a special someone! They're reallll purty, I'll tell ya that much!" "You don' do any of those baby makin' processes yet? You know, have a kid of yer own?" "Tell us you ain't a virgin Jo! Tell us!" "Mommy/Daddy.. What's a virgin?"

Your kid asks, turning to face you. The room goes dead silent as the entire crew slowly turns their head. "Joseph." "Hey baby! I-I didn't except you to c-come over!" "Oh shit, Joseph you right! Yours is real purty." "Woo! Go Joe the Hoe-! Always knew that ass of yers was gonna catch someone outta your league!"

"Hey y'all there's kiddos present!"

How sweet, just so you know, all of them gon' get their ass beat. And on the way home, this kids swearin' up a storm. Heavy chance of potty mouth.

[🧪]— Character Info Sheet

● name: Joseph [REDACTED] / Ezekiel Walker

● name meaning: Joseph- 'he will add' (His real name, I haven't figured out his real last name yet shh) Ezekiel- 'strength of god' (fun fact, he hates this name— chose it on a whim and now he cannot be bothered to reforge all his legal documents again)

● alias/es: Doc (the preferred nickname tbh), Jo (back in the day), Zeke (will make him burst a blood vessel)

● ethnicity: Pacific Islander (born & raised in Hawaii!)

● one two picture(s) you like best of your chara: I got nothing new for the guy, so here's his very first prototype design scribble and him holding a lil blunt <3

● three h/cs you've never told anyone:

1.) A very small part of Doc misses space. Despite all the horrors, there's still a small childlike wander about the infinite cosmos and the adventures to be had out there. Would he actually go back out there? Fuck no. Not unless he had to, or someone he loved dearly managed to convince him— he plans to spend the remaining years of his life with his feet planted back on Earth.

2.) Doc hates alcohol. He doesn't mind other's consumption of it socially, but he loathes the lack of control when under the influence. (now that being said, he is the occasional cannabis enjoyer when he can get his hands on it— but he finds it to be a much different experience overall).

3.) He was a punk back in his younger days! This shouldn't come off as a big surprise tbh. He's been in his fair share of riots against institutional organizations in his day and he would still participate if not for the fact he's trying to lay low. He'll probably still participate despite this.

● three things your character likes doing in their free time: tinkering, gardening, and dumpster diving! I don't write him dumpster diving as much as he frequently does it so that's a shame...

● eight people your character likes / loves: the cop-out answers- Ophelia, his parents (rip). Very, very likely your muse as well especially if they need a father figure in their life lets be honest here.

● two things your character regrets: Joining ATLAS and not being able to speak to his parents before they passed. He doesn't regret much in his life, but those 10 years took so much away from him. The only thing good thing that came out of that nightmare was the fact he was able to at least offer Ophelia a proper life, which makes it much harder to decide if he would do anything differently.

● two phobias your character has: BUGS. creepy crawlies, roaches, spiders. You know, the classics. Also the crushing fear of dying alone but don't you worry about that one.

tagged by, @natterghast (thank yoooou!! <33) tagging: -slides over the communal dash game to you with a lil wink-

My dc ocs part 1;

The Quinzel family aesthetic.

Lucifer 'Liu' Felix Quinzel.

Age 16 years old.

Aka Karma.

Powers/abilities; very flexible, double jointed, a very good acrobat, immunity to most chemicals, enhanced strength, enhanced durability, and an enhanced healing factor.

Weapons/utilities; Ninja stars, Jack in the boxes that tie people up, and various throwing knives.

Super suit; Red overalls with black diamonds on the pants legs, black boots, black gloves, Long white sleeved shirt with a Karma symbol on it, and white face paint with red lipstick, painted on eye lashes, and black diamonds on his cheeks.

Emoji Jeune Quinzel.

Age 15.

Aka Happy.

Powers/abilities; Very flexible, double jointed, a very good acrobat, Toxin immunity, great pickpocket, super jump, enhanced strength, enhanced durability, and an enhanced healing factor.

Weapons/utilities; gloves that shot out non-lethal laughing gas, large wooden mallet, and a non-lethal cork gun.

Super suit; Purple Spandex Pants, purple and black boots, black belt, white gloves, a black jacket, and a black, purple, and white t-shirt with a smiley face on it. He wears white face paint with a painted on purple smile, black eye shadow, and a purple and black painted on cone nose.

Joseph "Jo/Joie" King Quinzel.

Age 14.

Aka The April Fools King.

Powers/abilities; Stealthy, good pick pocket, multilingual, toxin immunity, enhanced strength, enhanced durability, flexible, double jointed, good acrobat, street smart, good liar, good at disguises, and a healing factor.

Weapons/utilities; Wooden baseball bat, non-lethal boxing glove gun, non-lethal electric joy buzzer, razor playing cards, and chattering teeth that bite his opponents.

Supersuit; Red-ripped Skinny jeans with red suspenders, a black t-shirt that says 'April Fools' in green and purple writing on it (with little crowns on it), and red gloves. He also wears wear face paint with a green painted on smile, Rosie red cheeks, and glowing green and purple 3D glasses.

(Harley and Joker's kids).

The Kyle family aesthetic.

Skylar Christopher Kyle.

Age 13.

Aka Ovinnik.

Powers/abilities; acrobatics, feline empathy, martial arts, stealth, thievery, heightened jumped, retractable claws, enhanced speed, slight elasticity, enhanced hearing and sight, free fall, inaudible movement, tracking awareness, night vision, climbing, powerful bite, and hunting intuition.

Weapons/utilities; Personal Protection Cat Keychain, mouse traps, robotic tail,

Super suit; A purple masked-helmet with cat ears, a black long sleeved-hooded shirt with purple protective armor on it with an Ovinnik symbol on it, a purple utility belt with a robotic cat tail on it, black tights with purple protective armor on it, and black protective boots.

(Adoptive son of cat woman).

The Snart family aesthetic.

Earth name; Fabian Zalik Snart.

Kryptonian name; Zalik-Zodd.

Age 16.

Aka The Dark Squire.

Powers/abilities; Kryptonian Physiology, Solar Energy Absorption, superhearing, supervision, flight, super strength, x-ray vision, near invulnerability, ice absorption, ice/snow manipulation, superhuman agility, ice breath, super breath, and ice vision.

Weapons/utilities; sword.

Super suit; Dark blue hooded fur cloak, white snow boots, a white masquerade mask, a dark blue snow pants, white sweater with chain mail, and white belt with matching gloves.

(Bio son of Urusa and Dru-Zodd. Adoptive son of Leonard Snart aka Captain Cold).

Lylod Eugene Snart.

Age 14.

Aka Snow Storm.

Powers/abilities; Cold tolerance, Escape artist, Master thief, higher than usual pain tolerance, okay fighter, and okay repair person.

Weapons/utilities; Cold gun, goggle lense mask, and cold blasters.

Super suit; Dark blue stripped pants, an light blue snow flake sweater with under armor, a white and blue snow flake masquerade mask, and a black, blue, and white fur coat with matching boots and gloves.

(Son of Leonard Snart).

(Here are some of my dc ocs, @a-confused-void . If you have any questions, leave them down below or in my asks).

RIP to reggae artist Joseph Marley, better known as

Jo Mersa (1991-2022)

Jo Mersa Marley- No Way Out feat Black Am I (2022)

Carrying On the Legacy (BTS Challenge)

A/N: After days being stuck in this, I have finally completed it!! This is my entry for the day one (even though it’s long gone, rip) for @cursebreakerfarrier ‘s challenge. The Sapiehas belong to both @slytherindisaster and @mjs-oc-corner tagging @gaygryffindorgal​ since Malcolm also makes an appearance 

Summary: Vincent Somerset starts his Hogwarts years 

Word Count: 1.2k words 

1st of September, 1912

As the carriage drove towards King’s Cross, Vincent Somerset looked through the window as his sisters wreaked havoc, giggling and fussing with each other’s dresses. One of them --he couldn’t tell if it was Jocelyn or Lenore-- slammed her elbow in his ribs and he cried out “Ow! That is enough, girls! We are in a carriage and Mother and Father expect us to be in our best behaviour! Can we please not do this now? Mayhaps when I’m gone? I’m representing Winbourne here.”

Alexandra nodded “He is right. Let’s give it a rest, shall we? Let us play a game! I spy with my little eye…” Vincent squeezed his sister’s hand and she gave him a knowing smile.

Minutes passed when the children’s carriage door opened and Vincent, as rehearsed, got out of it gracefully and with poise, a stoic face and his chin up and shoulders square, meanwhile the youngest giggled and messed with each other’s ribbons. Many of her mother’s former classmates greeted her and he walked beside her as his father took care of his sisters, scolding them with kindness. They were now under scrutiny and needed to be on their best behaviour, though he doubted either Lena or Jo knew what ‘scrutiny’ meant. He politely smiled at his parents’ friends as Jocelyn went to see her future in-laws, Prince Henry and his wife, the Duchess-Princess Cora and their son. He gave him a brief nod and continued listening to the Sapiehas, and chatted with the three children; Joseph, Elisabeth and Winifred.

“Joseph, ladies. I trust this summer treated you well?”

Elisabeth laughed “There is no need for politeness, Vince. We are old friends here.”

“Yeah, there’s no need. Maybe we’ll share a room, Vince!”

“If the Sorting Hat decides to place us in the same house, I’ll look forward to it.”

He offered his arm for one of the girls to be escorted and Elisabeth placed her small hand on the crook of his arm while Winifred chatted with Joseph. He greeted other fellow future classmates on the way as they neared their first stop: that goddamned wall. He looked at Joseph and smirked “Race you there?”

“Last one will buy three chocolate frogs!” He cried and he followed, giggling as the girls followed them behind. Vincent sprinted and closed his eyes… before feeling a whoosh all over his body and then finding himself in the station. His sisters emerged from the wall one by one, and he noticed Joseph was a few seconds late. He smirked and he sighed, defeated “Alright, I know when I've lost.”

They waited for their parents and his mother, even the picture of poise and elegance, seemed emotional about this. She hugged him rather tightly “My boy. My son and heir. It seems like yesterday when I held your tiny frame in my arms and here you are, about to embark to Hogwarts.” She hugged him again and he kissed her cheek and she kissed his forehead “Remember, my boy, though you are for now Winbourne’s representative at Hogwarts, you are also eleven. Do remember to have fun and rest, alright?”

He nodded and his father hugged him tightly “Good luck, my boy, and remember who you are and where you come from, and to be kind to others.”

He nodded “I will make you both proud of me. I promise.”

Then he turned to his sisters and smiled fondly, opening his arms as they all went to hug him and kissed each of their foreheads “... and remember not to give Mama too much of a headache. Yes, I am looking at you, Lena.”

Lenore pouted but nodded “Alright, but you better send me sweets from Honeydukes!”

“Hey, me too!”

“And me!”

He laughed, “Worry not, girls, all of you shall have your monthly gifts.” He looked back and saw that the train would leave at any time now. His mother drew him closer and kissed his forehead and whispered “I love you, my boy. Go before I come to my senses.”

He nodded and went up with Joseph, both chatting as the train took off. Lenore chased it for a while, waving goodbye and yelling something he couldn’t understand. He waved back and hoped for the best.

Hours later…

At long last, he was getting in the boat that would take him to Hogwarts. He was nervous, but thrilled, looking forward to living amazing adventures like his parents did. Maybe he’d meet his future wife there, his aunt teasingly told him, hing that disgusted. Sure, girls were cute, but he didn’t want to think of that now.

He looked down on his Hogwarts robes. His heart beat incredibly fast. The place where his parents fell in love… He squared up his shoulders and, alongside Joseph, followed their guide towards the castle; it was certainly bigger than Winbourne, and with magical properties, but it also had things in common: history of it within the walls, a safe haven, a safe home… a refuge for those who sought it.

They went upstairs and the teacher started to explain “You must be sorted into your houses. There are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slyherin. Each house will be like your home. Your triumphs will be celebrated with house points… and your failings will be punished with its revoking. At the end of the year, the house with more points will win. Now, let us get inside.”

Vincent held his tiny head high and followed along, not at the head of the group, but neither at the back. The descriptions of his parents made no justice to what it truly looked like. Ghosts roaming the walls, students laughing and eating, Professors chatting and analysing their new students. It was like a book had been made real.

He waited patiently until the teacher cried “Somerset, Alexander Vincent!” And whispers began to run as he approached the seat and the Sorting Hat.

“...That’s Lady Gray’s son! I’d recognize those eyes and hair anywhere!”

“Do you remember when she sneaked out of Hogwarts to duel that duke?”

“To think that she sat here and chatted with her friends!”

He took a deep breath as the Sorting Hat was placed on his head “Hmm, what do we have here? It is Primrose Gray’s firstborn! I’d recognize you anywhere. Indeed, you have her intellect as well as your father’s bravery… Hmm, I see… Let it be… Slytherin!” He cried.

The table cheered, proud to have the son of one of the most famous and heroic women to have ever passed Hogwarts in their house. The Head Boy greeted him and granted him a neat seat, and as the others were sorted, he took in where he was now: Hogwarts, the place where the greatest wizards and the deadliest ones had studied here once. Where his mother had shaped herself as a woman.

As the dinner came to an end and the head boys and girls led the new students towards its dorms, he took a deep breath. A long time ago, his late grandmother Victoria had come here so she could escape a dangerous marriage and with no other place to run from it, and came out as a loved and feared woman. His mother Primrose came to prove herself and find a meaning to this newfound power, and now he had a different purpose: carry on the Somerset legacy and show that the Somersets remained as strong and powerful. With his shoulders square and looking at this new challenge in the eye, he entered the dorm, ready to prove that he was his mother’s son.

Name: Joseph Melissa

Nicknames: Joe, Jo-Jo, Punk, Octo-Punk, (all by his friends), Weirdo, freak, Emo, Creep (outsiders and step-mother)

Birthday: November 17th

Age: 20

Height: 6'4

Gender: Nonbinary (he/they)

Appearance: Joseph has a stern honestly very intimidating scary face that is usually bruised or bleeding from fights, pale skin and big round ocean dark blue grey eyes, long wavy pale blonde hair with purple dyes and high lights usually done in a pony tale, big build in muscular with rough edges and firm abs, he has a naval piercing, and a very special thing he has are slightly sharer teeth from history of braces and fights

Clothes: He's usually dressed in simple not so flashy outfits that don't get in the way when he's working or fighting, usually tank tops and button ups with a simple pair of jeans ripped and not ripped, and a leather black bomber jacket gifted from his mom, and always wear combat boots or water boots

Personality: He's very tough in the outside and is what Jac calls a "jaw-breaker" where you have to really try hard to get him to chill out or laugh at a joke or even smile, often cold or scary looking, but as his friends know he's very much a loyal softie who likes children and animals and will do that thing when he tries to pick something up and forget his has long legs and so he kicks the item away from each time but repeats

Schooling: 2nd Year of Collage, Marine Science major

Likes: His friends, playing the cello, playing the piano, ocean waves, the beach, lo-fi, poems, Edgar Alan Poe, cupcakes, brownies, working out, the gym, McDonalds, Pop-Rocks, Pepsi and Orange soda, kids, reading, the feeling of someone hugging him close, romance (that's a big ass secret only Charles knows), rock music, alt rock, Hot Topic, octopus, squids, sea turtles, honest people, coffee, iced coffee, lemonade, the smell of blankets out the wash fresh, Cavetown, Conan Gray, Paramore, sea shells, random things no one else would enjoy, video games, vintage things, Polaroids, swimming, smoking weed

Dislikes: His dad and step-mom, missing a work-out day, pollution and littering of the ocean or the beach, liars, cheaters, thieves, loud annoying people, annoying people, homophobes, those who start a fight with him and then claim he started it, his family's titles

Abilities: Cooking, left things, fighter, fast runner, fast swimmer, singing is good, great with kids and babysitting

Story: Joseph was a only child within the Melissa house hold full of love and care by his family. His dad was usually working for long hours and so he grew very attached to his mother who gifted him her old high school leather bomber jacket for his 7th birthday.

One day when he was 13 his mother had passed away in a boating accident he was in as well, leaving him with terrible survivor's guilt. It didn't help his father didn't comfort him in the grieving process and after four months since her death moved a much younger woman into the home who later on became his step-mother. Heart broken and torn apart by this change of life Joseph wished to be free from the pain and during a walk on the beach decided to try and take his life, only to be stopped by a young Charles. Since then the two never grew apart as best friends. Joseph began working out and being his self now by this time to try and be strong enough to protect those he love, making his distaste of his father and his step-mother easy to be seen by all even strangers and would sleep at Charles' place.

Currently he attends college with his friends while helping Janice's dad's tackle shop/diner

Name Meanings: Joseph - Hebrew for "God will give" Melissa - Greek for "bee"

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