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mysticeyeliner · 2 years

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Experimental Art p5 and p6: LIHN, Anastasia, 36Q

Also: Red Queen and Princess and the Frog

[ID: Two pages of doodles, followed by closeups. Each shows a character standing alone surrounded by monochromatic swatches of color is marker and paint.

P1: Susannah Son and Sheila Nail from Love In Hate Nation. They sit on sinks (from The Other One) and blend colors. Sheila’s side is blue-green and crosses with Susannah’s yellow. Cross hatching suroounds them as well as hearts.

P2: Anastasia in her blue dress. She is surrounded by ombre red, purple, and blue, as well as sparkly blue crowns. She holds a music box, and her hair is also colored dark blue.

p3: Yah-Yah and Kitty Minx from Love In Hate Nation. They blend clouds- Kitty’s is red, Yah-Yah’s is green. Also in the mix is gray and yellow cross=hatching. Yah-Yah pours a test tube, and Kitty has a hand on her hip.

p4: Tatiana, a sister from Anastasia. She is in her pink, white, and gold princess outfit. She spins with her hands over her head. She is surrounded by light pink, and gold and dark pink bows.

p5: Jase and Judith from 36 Questions. They share colors, although they stand apart from each other. Both have their arms crossed. Jase is in orange and wears a sweater and beanie. Judith is in dark blue and wears a blazer and blouse with a side ponytail. Around them are question marks.

p6: Tiana in her light green Princess and the Frog wedding dress. She is surrounded by slightly deeper greens and sparkly lily pads.

p7: Cal Calore and Mare Barrow from Red Queen, sharing colors. Both have their arms crossed. Cal is in red and wears a t shirt and pants, with one hand holding a fireball. The top of his color cloud is shaped like flames. Mare is in purple, wearing a violet top and pants, with half her hair over her shoulder. She has one hand up, creating lightning. A dark purple web of lightning with white highlights surrounds her side. Fuschia hearts are shared between her and Cal.

A close-up of Tatiana is included, showing sparkle and detail. End ID.]

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swagcoolcat · 1 year

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Hey, Love in Hate Nation friends! I heard we’re in need of some content, so I wrote a short fic! It’s about Sheila and Susannah coming together again after the events of the musical.

You can read it here!

It doesn’t talk about the other garbage girls unfortunately, I wanted to talk about their endings, but I didn’t know how to work them in, so they’re not there. If you enjoy, let me know! (Also if any of you have ideas for other fics, let me know! I’d love to try and write more for them, because it’s a wonderful musical, and it deserves all the love in the world.)

#love in hate nation #lihn #LiHN fanfiction #Sheila Nail #Susannah Sonn #Susannah Son #Susannah Sun #I’ve seen her name spelled multiple ways so I wanted to make sure it’s tagged properly

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sunnysssol · 10 months

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[ human au ] So it is possible for a country boy and an emo girl to fall in love 😌💖💖

[ comms open | do not repost ] hws/aph america x oc by sunnysssol

#hetalia #aph america x oc #oc: susannah knightley #welp i've went ahead and namedropped the au JHKBDFJHF #hws america x oc #sol's art #au: amesuzie [ preacher's son ]

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angorwhosebabyisthis · 11 months

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i need..... to actually draw ivan. to my knowledge there is not a single piece of art for him on the entire internet except for one i drew in high school and it is Criminal. i have been sorely shirking my duty and must make up for this

UPDATE: @new-lorien-artist compiled a list of the ivan art out there that's been found thus far, go check it out for content of the Awful Boy!

#lorien legacies #ivanick shu-ra #LL tag #(not a diss on the fandom for having not drawn him i just Need the World to See My Problematic Son)#(holds him up like simba except he's like a foot and a half taller than me and probably closer to 300lbs of muscle than not)#(but by god i can try)#to draw tag #i also need to draw kelly again and susannah i'm not sure if there's art for them out there #needless to say if you have seen or made any for these three other than mine please feel free to link it to me and god bless you #edit: THERE WAS ALSO TINY SPHINX IVAN i need to draw more of that too

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desperatepleasures · 1 year

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love kkm flashbacks where julia talks about how much she loves adalbert and everyone around her is just like

#she's like oh he's so kind and gentle<3 #and celi's like are we talking about the same guy????#tho tbf celi is biased towards wanting julia to marry her son instead lmaooo #like honestly if i were engaged to a top notch gal like julia who was better than me in every way #and yet loved me and thought SHE was the lucky one #and then she died an untimely death due to Shitty War Strategy #i think i too would commit a little treason #i think he deserved it #kkm tag #cool motive still treason #anyway i somehow have become julia kin #doth and susannah julia von wincott 🤝 bisexuals who are obsessed with adalbert but also a little obsessed with conrart

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summerof336bc · 2 years

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happy pride to my wife (kitty minx) only

#entries #& susannah son & sheila nail i GUESS... but my wife .... kitty minx :-)

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shiningstages · 1 year

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Have you ever...Debated adding back Pooh Bear as a muse...

#;big bubble blowing baby! ( ooc )#( he's public domain i can do what i want #that said he is my comfort son...just to be silly and comfy; no angst on that bear #i've also been debating susannah...susannah would love pooh bear...#but that's for future me to debate )

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loveinhatenationalbum · 1 year

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LOVE IN HATE NATION Cassette

#Love in hate nation #joe iconis #sheila nail #Susannah son #new musicals #two river theater #love in hate nation #Musical theatre

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mvltisstuff · 8 months

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going, going, gone pt. 2 - c.f

summary: y/n leaves to do what susannah always wanted for her boys.

conrad fisher x conklin!reader

a/n: gif is not mine, but i was so so happy to see how much everyone loved part one!! i’ve never had to tag people, but i will try and do that at the end of the story <3 this is also not following the books, that i haven’t read because i’m the worst reader 😭

y/n stood on the opposite side of susannah’s bed, visiting her in boston after she was waiting to see her girls. her connection to laurels daughters was always something susannah felt from the moment they were born. she always wanted girls of her own, but she was still blessed with her two sons.

belly was sitting on the bed, a bright blue dress as susannah looked into her eyes. laurel had gone out to run errands for her friend, so the girls had stayed with susannah.

it was clear that her condition was declining, and rapidly. her face didn’t have the usual sunshine look, and she appeared weaker than y/n and belly were ever used to. her skinny hands trailed to theirs and wrapped together. her touch went from a warm comfort to as light as a feather. somehow, through the cloudy day, the sun poked through and her angelic smile blessed the girls.

“i’ve been missing you so much,” susannah grinned, placing a hand on belly’s thigh and grabbing y/n’s hand with the other. “i’m so glad you came to see me. i needed to see you girls.”

the look on belly’s face was almost coated with uncomfortableness, her naïve self not used to seeing people in this condition. y/n didn’t want susannah to see her fall apart in her grasp, so she made herself blend with tranquility.

the time had passed where they wanted to attempt to save susannah. now, they knew it was only a matter of time until they lost her. they may not have physically lost susannah, but they lost the spark in her a long time ago.

“the boys love you, you know,” she tells belly, and then turning her head to y/n. “both of you.”

“i know,” y/n replies, seeing belly trying to find the right words.

“promise me something?” she asks, looking at belly who’s head perks up. “look after them for me.”

“you’re going to do that yourself,” belly remarks barely over a whisper, moments away from letting the dam break. y/n’s cried enough tears for susannah, but somehow they don’t seem to stop. watching her whole family experience this grief makes her feel less alone, but seeing her baby sister fall apart is near unbearable.

she watched as belly crumpled on the bed into susannah’s arms, and her once warm grasp felt lighter than ever.

ever since her death, y/n wants to look at belly the same. her actions make it so hard. she promised susannah to take care of her boys, and she failed. she let jeremiah sit around knowing he wasn’t the one she truly wanted. afterwards, she made conrad watch in heartbreak her new self with jeremiah.

that scares y/n, knowing that she’ll never truly be able to pick between them. in the long run, no matter who she “picks”, she’s hurting more people than she thinks.

she figures the best thing she can do is be there for conrad, as belly and jeremiah don’t think it’s necessary.

as she drove further and further away, the music she normally sings to turned into static. conrad would probably still be in cousins, not wanting to face his family back in boston. the traffic had quieted down, for people would be home with their families.

she pulled up the the house that had gotten it’s life back before julia took it all away. conrad and y/n were the main ones trying to save the house from being invaded by another family. even if they couldn’t, the cousins house would always have the fisher’s name on it. when y/n walked up to the front door, she slowly turned the doorknob and stepped in.

her footsteps lightly echoed due to the emptiness of the house, some of the front rooms still looking lifeless. y/n walked around, picturing everything exactly how susannah had it, all the portraits and loving decor she had around. she knew, though, that’s how conrad will set everything up.

the sun was just starting to dip down below the horizon, and when she spotted conrad sitting with his feet dipped in the pool, he looked lower than the sun ever could get.

she quietly stepped out onto the back, not saying a word until he noticed her. his head slowly tilted around, feeling her sweet eyes burning through him. he felt more relieved. she’s the only person he wants to see. she’s the one person who hasn’t ripped his heart out and used it.

“what are you doing back?” he questions, keeping his collected expression.

“i didn’t think you really wanted to be alone. you can’t fool me, conrad,” she smirks softly, moving over to sit next to him on the edge of the pool. she dips her feet into the cool water, not yet graced by the hot summer air.

“i don’t need you to be here for me, i don’t think i’m too good of company right now.”

“i think that’s exactly why you need me,” y/n says as conrad looks back to her. he’s always noticed y/n’s beauty on the outside, but he never got to really appreciate the inside. her mind was just as beautiful as her hair when the wind blows it, or the dimples on her cheeks when she’s happy. “you don’t have to do this alone, you know.”

“yeah,” he sighs, swaying his feet in the pool. “i thought jere would at least help me.”

“i talked to belly,” y/n tells him, seeing him quickly freeze and lean his head back.

“it’s not a big deal, y/n, really,” conrad says.

“it is to me. i never thought of her like this, but i don’t understand how she could do that to you.”

“it’s a me problem, clearly jeremiah’s better than i am.”

“that’s not true. belly’s young and thinks she’s innocent. she doesn’t deserve someone like you. she’ll never take the time to know you, but she’s going to jeremiah because he’s ‘easier’.” y/n replies. “you’re perfectly fine the way you are, and you never have to change for her, or me.”

“my mom always saw me with belly. i think that’s the worst part.”

“but your mom didn’t see what belly’s done to you. susannah would never want you to change in order to be with her.” y/n says, clearly to him. “susannah asked belly to be there, and she failed.”

“what do you mean?”

“when belly and i went to visit, she asked us to take care of you and jeremiah. belly barely looked after you, and i don’t even know if she’s helping jeremiah.”

“i get it, though. i left her at prom, and broke her heart.”

“was it shitty of you? yes, i’m not gonna lie to you. at this point, she’s taking it too far by playing with you and now it’s jeremiah’s turn.”

“maybe my mom was wrong,” he looks away, connecting his eyes back with the minute waves in the water. “i miss her. she was like a breath of fresh air, and i feel like i haven’t gotten that since she died.”

“she’s still here,” y/n tells him, seeing the corner of his mouth turn up a bit.

“i still feel her sometimes. if i’m home and i hear a noise, i’ll think she’s cooking, or painting. i don’t need people to see me fall apart.”

“you never have to hide, conrad. not anymore, and not from me.”

the next time he locks eyes with y/n, he can majorly see the sincerity in her face. there’s still a hint of when they were young in their eyes, memories swimming back into conrad’s head. every time she talked to him, all the time she spent with him. every party she skipped because conrad didn’t feel up to it, and she didn’t want him to be alone. he never felt nervous around y/n the way he did with her sister. they always had a complex relationship, but never once did y/n fail to be next to him. conrad let his inch closer to y/n’s, letting her hand lay on top of his, leaving solace in him. he never noticed how soft her hands were, literally and figuratively. she never once used him and glued his pieces back together. it’s then that he realizes that’s something belly never did.

impulsively, he moves his body more toward y/n, trying to get all the gladdening she can give. she’s more than happy to give it to him, letting conrad hold onto her and have her help him. the world around the boy became lighter, almost forgetting about his former despondency caused by belly. the closer he got to y/n, the more he thought that his mother had mistaken belly for the one.

he brushes a stand of y/n’s hair behind her ear, placing his hand on the side of her neck. she breathes lightly, knowing what conrad wants from her, but not knowing if he needs it.

“conrad,” she whispers, his name coming across incredibly from her lips. “you know i love you.”

“of course,” he says back, his hand trailing down her arm.

“but i won’t be a redemption because you cannot have belly. i’ve been the second choice once and i destroyed myself. i won’t do it again.”

“belly’s not who i want. i don’t think i’ve ever loved belly the way i have for you.” it all felt so sudden, the tension growing thicker between them as conrad only wanted to deepen the connection. y/n was just so horrified of hurting him more. she knows that she could help him and love him how he should, but she needs to know that he’s not just trying to get belly back.

“i think we need time, conrad. please?” she asks, and he nods, slipping his hand back down and grabbing her hand. “but trust me when i say that’s it’s not over with us.”

the meaning behind her words is stronger. in reality, she just wants to dive into conrad and accept anything he has to give, but he needs to strengthen his own heart first. he needs to know what he wants. if y/n needs time, he will wait for her.

tags: @historygeekqueen @am-i-shit-or-am-i-the-shit @celesteblack08 @parkerdayaa @shelby-x

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nothingunrealistic · 2 years

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and ✨ Susannah Son ✨

a weird artistic pedantic icon… i hope is the i want song of all time and the use of the be my baby drum phrase throughout the show as an expression of a love that can’t be spoken in words still makes me crazy. maybe protagonists DO have rights

(character opinion bingo)

#inbox #unproduciblesmackdown #love in hate nation #susannah son #it's gone out of fashion to say that fictional characters threw the first brick at stonewall but like. she did #and it's a shame that this bingo card doesn't have squares for ''was used perfectly to their fullest potential''#or ''treated with all the love and care and respect they deserve by the creators''

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sourcherryandsprinkles · 9 months

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Conrad and reader are seeing each other in secret but everyone knows because they’re shit at hiding it

Requests: for conrad x reader, they're in a secret relationship (maybe reader stays in the summer house with everyone) and they get caught?

Could you do a sex with conrad fisher fic?

Warnings: smut, p + v,

my taglists are here + you can send requests here at any time

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You and Conrad were not as slick sneaking around as you thought you were. Three weeks into summer and everyone already knew you were hooking up. The smell of your perfume lingered in Conrad's jeep in the morning and Jeremiah swore he saw a bra in his brother's bedroom when Susannah asked to get his laundry basket for the cleaning lady.

What confirmed that Conrad was seeing someone was that Steven’s bedroom was right next to Conrad’s and he could hear the headboard hit the wall on some nights. He even heard some girl moans, which he quickly downed by putting his headphones on. Conrad was his friend, but he didn’t want to hear him pleasure a girl. That was just too much.

You were fisting the bedsheets with your hands, biting down your bottom lip to try to stifle your moans at every snap of Conrad’s hips. It was past 11pm and everyone was asleep so you had to be quiet. Susannah was cool, but she wouldn't like her son sneaking a girl in at night to have sex. Even if he was eighteen.

Your back arched up off the bed for him, buried so deep inside you. Sweat was sticking to his chest and his hands had found purchase on your thighs, keeping them open while he pounded into you.

‘’Ahh, don’t stop, Connie. I’m close,’’ you whispered in the dim-lit room, feeling your orgasm hurtling toward you. It was so hard to keep quiet and control yourself when all you wanted to do was scream Conrad’s name.

He nodded, one hand leaving your thigh and crawling where your bodies met to start rubbing against your clit while looking at you like you’re the only important thing in the world. Conrad might be portrayed as cold hearted, but with you, he was always warm and sweet — unless you didn’t want him to.

When it all became too much, you clenched around him one last time, your toes curling and legs shaking as you came all over his cock, a series of quietest moans slipping from your mouth. Conrad climaxed shortly after you, spilling into the condom with a swallowed groan. He ran a hand through his messy hair, then pulled out and threw the used condom in the trash before coming back at your side.

He seemed lost in his world for a few seconds, his face resting over your breasts as you scratched his back, waiting for him to come down from his high and catch your breaths. Conrad's post-sex affectionate nature was truly endearing; it was unexpected, yet incredibly sweet and vulnerable.

As much as you cherished the moment, the reality of the outside world nudged you back to your senses, forcing you to detach yourself from Conrad. ‘’Sorry, but I really need to pee.’’

He groaned in protest, disappointedly letting you go.

You put your panties back on and Conrad lifted his head from the bed, looking at you with a mix of longing and tiredness. ‘’You’re coming back, right?’’ he asked, seeking reassurance.

You nodded, offering a reassuring smile, as you slipped one of his shirts on before quietly leaving the room.

As you emerged from the bathroom, you hadn't expected anyone else to be awake at this hour, but to your surprise, you almost walked right into a sleepy-faced Jeremiah in plaid pajama pants.

‘’Jeremiah. Hi,’’ you greeted him, trying not to look flustered.

A smirk drew on his mouth, confirming his assumption. ‘’Hi,’’ he responded, seemingly amused by the situation. His smirk widened as he leaned against the hallway wall, his eyes playfully glancing over your disheveled appearance. ‘’So, I guess Conrad's having a good time?’’ Jeremiah teased, raising an eyebrow mischievously.

You tried to maintain your composure, but the embarrassment was evident on your cheeks. ‘’Eh…I should probably get back to…’’ you trailed, glancing towards Conrad's room.

Jeremiah nodded again, his smile softening. ‘’Mmh. Good night, Y/N.’’

‘’Good night, Jere.’’

When you returned to Conrad’s room, he was still on his bed, except he had moved under his comforter and blanket, nestled like a child. The sight made you want to crawl under and fall asleep beside him.

You shut the door and Conrad looked up when seeing you. You shifted on your feet, a little nervous, about to tell him something you didn’t know how he would react to. ‘’I just saw your brother. He knows.’’

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