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sims-creations · 2 months
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[david] “look, it definitely honors me and you know how I feel about you.” [kissing her hand]
[agnes provocative] “do I now?”
[david] “I mean, don’t you? I’m crazy about you, agnes!”
[agnes chuckling] “and here I thought you were gonna give me some crap about not looking for something serious at the moment or whatever.”
[david] “I’m not actually - which doesn’t mean that I want things to change between us. in fact - hear me out, it is now that we can truly enjoy getting to know each other without actively hurting someone else, isn’t it?”
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briefbestiary · 11 months
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The witch with iron claws. Supposedly, Black Annis had carved a tunnel from her home to the cellars beneath Leicester Castle where she is known as Cat Anna.
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sweet-vanilla-sims · 1 year
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Surviving Family:
Talia’s eldest child, Thomas Carlisle married Isabel Goth and the couple had six children before Isabel’s death. Anthony, Andrew, Agnes, Adam, Allen, and Arthur. Unfortunately both Adam and Allen passed away as children. After Isabel’s death, Thomas remarried Margery Thorne and the couple had two sons, Adrian and Ambrose. Thomas’s only daughter, Agnes, married Stephen Ember and they had four children of their own. Sadly their eldest, Amy, died shortly after birth. Their other three Adam, Isabel and Blanche went on to marry and have their own families. 
Agnes and Stephen’s son Adam, married Karina Wilder and they had four children as well. Their oldest, Joan, and their only son, Gerard, both passed away before the age of three. Their other two daughters grew to marry and have children. Marielle marred Mack Landgraab (the paternal cousin of Channing, Joe, and Emily Landgraab and the brother of Tess Landgraab’s father Angelo). They had their son Wendell (pictured first) before they died in the plague. Marielle’s sister and the youngest of Adam and Karina’s children, Audrey, married Dane Akiyama (pictured under Wendell) and they had their daughter Rowan (pictured under her parents) both of them dislike children so I doubt there going to have anymore kids. 
Agnes and Stephen’s youngest child, Blanche, married Sebastian Voss and they had three children though their youngest died in infancy after Sebastian passed. Agnes Voss (pictured below Rowan) married Skylar Bailey and they have two sons Larry and Ryland who I forgot to take pictures of. Agnes Voss’s brother, Piers, is pictured next with his wife, Pamela Chopra, and below them is their son Wilson. 
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witchwhaat · 7 months
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katebishopsbow · 6 months
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SOMEDAY IT WILL ALL BE OKAY • MAX VERSTAPPEN
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pairing: max verstappen x driver!reader (platonic)
summary: watching kevin and his daughter, laura, playing together at the paddock makes you emotional as you remember the love that you never get to receive growing up. max is here to remind you that your past doesn't define you, and one day you will be okay.
tags: angst, hurt/comfort, daddy issues, mentions of absent parent
word count: 3.1k
author's notes: based on the real-life event of me tearing up when i saw that video of kmag's daughter playing with his visor. healing my own daddy issues one fic at a time :)
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─────── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───────
Kevin Magnussen is a great dad.
People can say whatever they want about his driving – aggressive and maybe a little dangerous sometimes – but there is no denying that he is an amazing father who puts his daughters above all else. The Dane is always joking about how his two little troublemakers have been giving him a constant headache, but the rest of the grid knows that he would do just about anything for his girls.
Occasionally, Louise likes bringing Laura and Agnes to the track to see their dad at work. Being a Formula 1 driver with all the hectic schedules and non-stop traveling means that family time together can often be difficult to come by, so Kevin cherishes all the time he gets to be as present in their lives as possible. 
The drivers all love it when the Magnussens visit the track, not only because Laura and Agnes are the sweetest little angels ever, but also because they get to witness the rare sight of Kevin “tough guy” Magnussen shedding his hard exterior and tease him about the heartwarmingly softer side he displays to his family. 
And while you would never admit this out loud, somewhere residing deep within you is envious – envious of this kind of love that you never got to receive. Sometimes when you look at Kevin interacting with his daughters – just sometimes – you find yourself wondering what it would be like to have a father who is present, who genuinely cares, who loves you with everything they have so much that you never have to doubt your worthiness.
・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚.
You were standing with a few other drivers at the track, idly chatting about the upcoming race and your holiday plans now that the winter break is right around the corner when Kevin suddenly saunters nearby, holding the hand of the most adorable little girl. “Laura, come say hi!” he kneels down and says to her, sporting the biggest and most loving smile on his face as his daughter gives a shy little wave to the crowd of drivers before her.
“Hey there, Laura,” you wave at her, settling on a simple greeting since you have never been particularly great with children. “Hello, little one!” Lando greets with a wide grin as he offers Laura a fist bump, and the girl explodes into giggles when he pretends to yelp in pain at how hard Laura fist-bumped him. Classic Lando – always so good with kids.
“She’s got quite the punch, doesn’t she?” Kevin jokes while he chuckles at the sight, admiring the joyous smile on Laura’s face with the tenderest gaze he only reserves for his daughter. Becoming a father is the best thing that has happened to him, and he thanks the stars every day for being blessed with such precious gifts of life. Laura and Agnes – his biggest pride and joy.
“Here to be dad’s little assistant, Laura?” Max asks, his nose scrunching up in an adoring smile like the way it always does when he speaks to Penelope. The little girl nods bashfully before running to hide behind her dad, holding onto his hands as if he is her safe place, her rock.
Kevin laughs at his daughter’s endearing shyness, picks her up and envelops her in his embrace before placing a kiss on her rosy, chubby cheeks. “You’re the best assistant in the entire world,” he whispers softly, adoration swimming in his eyes while Laura lets out a giggle at her father’s words. The drivers around them cannot help but smile along with them – how can they not at such a heartwarming sight? 
Yet watching Kevin’s doting smiles and the way he looks at his daughter as if she is his entire universe, the initial warm fuzziness within you silently morphs into a dull ache that squeezes at your heart – an odd yet familiar feeling you know all too well. Despite your best efforts to push them away, your mind becomes clouded with hazy memories of the past – the painful past that has broken you and haunted you for years.
In the fogged-up memories of your childhood days, you were never at the receiving end of such an affectionate gaze. The only way your father has ever looked at you was indifference, annoyance, and a sense of uncaringness that tore your little heart up into pieces and left you wondering what you did wrong to be so undeserving of the fatherly love you yearned for. 
He never picked you up and hugged you as if you were a fragile treasure that he cherished. He never held your hand in a way that made you feel safe and certain that nothing could ever harm you because he would be your shield, protecting you from the world and its merciless cruelty. He never once made you feel loved and cared for, ignoring your attempts to gain his validation and approval because he loved himself and his ego more than he would ever love you. 
When you received good grades at school and showed him your report card with the rows of A’s, hoping that it would help you get his approval, he didn’t praise you. In fact, he didn’t bother saying anything. He simply gave you a half-hearted nod before shifting his attention back to the damned television screen in front of him, some uninteresting TV show that never should have mattered more than his daughter. So you stuffed the tear-stained report card back into your school bag, uncaring that it got crushed and crumpled, because in the end your hard work and effort didn’t matter. It never did.
When you had a rough day at school and came home with tears running down your cheeks, your father looked at you for a second, rolled his eyes and walked away. So that night you cried yourself to sleep as you soaked through your pillows with your wallowing tears, wishing that your dad could wrap you in his arms and tell you that everything would be okay. You knew that he could hear your sobs across the hallway, but chose to ignore you anyway. You wondered if he hated you that much, or was it simply because he never even cared to begin with?
And when he finally gathered all his belongings and disappeared from your life once and for all, you surprised yourself when you didn’t cry at the sight of the now-empty house. You had just felt empty and lonely – so painstakingly lonely. The kind of loneliness that seeped into your bones and slithered along your veins and consumed your soul. 
As you grew older, you became familiarized with that emptiness – comfortable with it even. You begin to find yourself pushing people away when they get too close, keeping most at arm's length because that seems like the safest option, breaking your own heart before others can do it because you never want to experience the same heartbreak your father has put you through.
Despite how painful it is, you hold onto that loneliness like a lifeline because how could you not when that’s the only thing you know? How could you love when you don’t even know what it feels like?
Even though it had been years since your dad had left, the emptiness he had left behind never seemed to fade away. They say time heals all wounds, but you call that bullshit, because then why does it still hurt like a fresh stab into the heart? 
Too deep in your storm of thoughts, you don’t realize the tears brimming in your glossy eyes and the way your lips quiver ever so slightly. “Hey… you okay there?” Charles, who is standing beside you, gives you an affectionate pat on the shoulders and whispers hushedly in your ear, worried at your sudden change in demeanor. Quickly nodding your head, you answer him with the best smile you can manage, “Yeah, just remembering some things.”
While most of the drivers still have their focus on Kevin and Laura, a few have also noticed your red-rimmed eyes and quietness. “What’s wrong?” Lando mouths the question silently toward you, eyes wide in concern as he tries not to shift everybody’s attention toward you. You shake your head and mouth “nothing” in reply to him as discreetly as possible, not wanting to ruin the group’s mood with your sudden sentiments. 
As much as you want to stay, you simply need to get away for a moment to recollect your thoughts. “Uh – There’s something I need from my driver’s room, so I’m gonna head off,” you hurriedly blink away the tears and put on the best smile – a skill you learned to master after years of being in the public’s eye. You hope that the excuse you just blurted out is somewhat believable, and you quickly disappear into the distance after your fellow drivers bid you goodbye. 
While making a beeline for your driver's room, you cannot help but feel so embarrassed, so guilty for the sudden burst of emotions that erupted in your chest moments ago. “What is wrong with me?” you mumble hushedly to yourself as you make your way to the garage – irritated and beyond annoyed at yourself that the mere sight of Kevin with his daughter is enough to bring you to tears. 
This isn’t something new to you. It isn’t the first time a good father-daughter relationship has made you tear up. Movies, TV shows, song lyrics – you always get so emotional when you allow yourself to get lost in your thoughts, thinking too deeply about the painful reminders of the love that you never have. 
It makes you feel stupid, because how broken do you have to be that trivial things like these are enough to make you cry? And it makes you feel scared, so utterly scared, because what if you were too broken to ever be capable of loving someone this much, too damaged to ever receive love despite yearning for it, and end up pushing away everyone who cares about you for the rest of your life.
When you arrive at your driver's room, you take a seat in the corner, breathing in and out while the self-blaming thoughts inside your head spiral in full force. This is so stupid, you are being stupid, and you hate yourself for being a fool and letting your past trauma affect you like this. Why were you even crying? There is nothing to be crying for. Stop. You need to stop.
Then you hear someone calling your name, voice faint and soft behind the door – Max. “You feeling okay?” he asks, and your delayed response and trembling voice as you answer him, “I’m fine.” are a clear enough indicator that you are far from okay. “Alright, I’m gonna come in now.” A sigh of mixed emotions falls from your lips – annoyance that you never seem to be able to lie to the man, and gratefulness that he always understands what you really need, and right now it is the company of your best friend.
“Hey, kiddo,” he says to you, eyebrows ceasing in sadness when he notices the expression on your face. Max hates seeing you like this, especially knowing the reason behind your tears is your absent father – someone who will never be worthy of having you cry over him. 
You wipe your eyes with the sleeve of your race suit, guilt weighing heavily on your chest as you apologize, “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to ruin the mood back there. Did the other drivers notice?” Max shakes his head with a frown, refusing to let you blame yourself for something you should never feel guilty for. “You don’t have to be sorry, you did nothing wrong.”
“I don’t even know why I am crying, honestly. Why am I still so angry and sad after all these years? It’s like… am I always going to be like this, broken? Will the hurt ever go away?” you explain truthfully to him while trying to piece your muddle-up thoughts together, yet you struggle to put them into words. How can you begin to explain the years of trauma your dad has left behind? How can you describe the mess of emotions you have for him – the hatred, the resentment, and the fact that you still love and miss him so much even after everything he has done to you?
You don’t need to, because Max understands, he always does. One of the reasons why you two became close quickly is because you share a similar, troubled past – something that is rather unfortunate to bond over, you would argue, but it brings you a great friend nonetheless. Max’s father isn’t exactly absent like yours – Jos Verstappen is still quite prominent in his life, along with his abusive and manipulative ways of raising his kids which he would vehemently deny and claims to be “tough love” instead.
Even though he is there, it doesn’t change the painful truth that the presence of his father has ruined Max. For years, he thought being violent was the way to solve problems because his dad always seemed to be able to solve his with his fist. He used to believe that you had to be perfect to be deserving of good things in life because he grew up with the punishment of “no dinner” if he had performed poorly in a race. He didn’t know if he would ever be capable of loving someone, and then he met Kelly and Penelope.
“You know… when I first met Penelope, I was terrified. I was scared that I could never be a good enough father figure for her, that I was too ruined to show her the love she deserved to have. But then I saw her, and then I realized I love her more than anything,” he confesses as he places himself to sit beside you, a reminiscent smile dancing on his lips while he remembers his first time meeting Penelope, the little girl who has become his family.
He remembers the suffocating fear of ending up like his father when he first held the hands of little Penelope, mind plagued with all the horrible what-ifs. What if he was a terrible dad? What if he couldn’t ever love Penelope? What if he was just like Jos Verstappen and ended up destroying her childhood with his anger and temper the way his dad had with his?
Then Penelope gave him a sweet smile, her tiny hand holding onto his pinky as she looked into his eyes with such trust and comfort, as if she knew that Max would love her more than anything in the world. Max genuinely thought he was going to cry, his heart surging with an overwhelming amount of love and determination to protect the little girl in front of her and give her the home she and Kelly deserve to have, and that’s when he knew that he had nothing to be afraid of – that he was going to do better than his father.
“Listen, kiddo. Time doesn’t heal all wounds, it just makes the pain bearable. But there will be a day when your wound will still be there – it always will be there – but the pain and the hatred will no longer consume you. And you will realize that you can be better and stronger than your past, that you can break the cycle, that you are deserving of such unconditional love too.” You listen quietly to your best friend’s answer, exhaling a relieved sigh at the words you so desperately need to hear, giving you hope that despite all your trauma, one day you will be able to love with such certainty as well.
You are never too broken to love or be loved. You are not damaged goods that need repairing. You are not a monster for being intimidated by love and affection, for pushing people away even though you want more than anything for them to stay. You just need to allow yourself to heal from the hurtful past, to understand that your past trauma does not define you. You need to allow yourself to feel, to accept the depths of your emotions, to understand that your sadness and anger are always valid. You need to believe that you will be better than your father, that you will not follow in his footsteps, and that you deserve to be loved just as much as anyone else. 
Feeling sentimental over this doesn’t make you stupid or a fool, it just makes you human. It is okay to cry over it, to be sad over it, as long as you remember that one day – while things will never be perfect –  it will certainly get better. 
“You’re gonna be okay,” Max tells you with a smile, reaching for your hand to give it a comforting squeeze, and you believe him. For once in a very long time, you genuinely believe that everything is going to be okay. The impact your father has on you will always be there. You can never wipe away the hurt and awful things he has done to you, nor can you simply erase the simultaneous love and hatred you hold for him, but one day you will learn to move on and find closure, and you are going to be okay, just like Max said.
There is a knock on the door, and you can hear your name being called again, this time in the soft and squeaky voice of a little girl. “I’m here,” you answer, and peeking behind the gap in the door is Laura with a cheeky grin on her face. Kevin leads her inside your driver's room with an apologetic smile, “Hey, sorry… Laura says she wants to play with you and insists that I bring her here.” 
You watch as Laura crawls up into the seat next to you and Max, looking at you with the brightest toothy little grin ever, and your lips begin pulling up into a huge smile as well. “Is it okay if she plays here for a while? I’ve got a team meeting in 5 and she never likes coming to those…” Kevin asks apologetically before relief floods his expression when you answer him, “It would be lovely to have a little playdate with Laura.”
“Alrighty, see you later little one,” Kevin leans down to place a kiss on his daughter’s head, reminding her to be a good kid when he is away for the meeting, and you smile at the sight. Not an envious one, or a reminiscent one, but one of contentment because you know that one day you will be able to receive and give such unconditional love to someone too.
Someday, it will be okay. You will be okay.
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fallout-lou-begas · 2 months
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OK OK OK OK SO! In ep 1 and 2 there is a BoS initiate called Dane who is pretty obviously a trans guy. He's played by Xelia Mendes-Jones, who is himself a trans guy. This got me and my homies thinking: Brotherhood of Steel has HRT manufacturing, potentially, with this reveal. My question for YOU is: how would Agnes deal with knowing that the BoS not only HAS HRT on hand to give to initiates, they're 100% producing it themselves?
:O !!!!!!!!!!!!!! tbh i swear i've written before about the BoS being the faction most likely to have transition-related health care under their roof somehow (not for particularly progressive reasons, just for capture of gender by militaristic cult of power reasons) and i genuinely think that if agnes found this out she'd try to get in on the action but absolutely no chapter on the planet would take her crusty ass inside. what does she think this is? a free clinic??? girl you can't even hold a laser pistol straight
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Who is the Sexiest Fictional Podcast Character?
After receiving 219 submissions for 152 characters from 52 podcasts and a round of preliminaries, we have our brackets!*
*20 characters from the podcast Welcome to Night Vale will appear later in a Night Vale-only bracket.
Round 1:
Scripted Bracket
Isabel Lovelace (Wolf 359) vs Cyrille (5 Minuten Harry Podcast)
Krejjh (The Strange Case of Starship Iris) vs Lady Ethel Mallory (Hello From The Hallowoods)
Lord Arum (The Penumbra Podcast: Second Citadel) vs The Witch Queen A.K.A. Daughter Dooley (Old Gods of Appalachia
Warren Kepler (Wolf 359) vs Ashley "Ash" Ramis (Georgie Romero is Done For)
Brutus Feels (Kane and Feels) vs Shan (SPINES)
Sir Caroline (The Penumbra Podcast: Second Citadel) vs The Dragon Narrator (Unseen)
Alé (The Penumbra Podcast: Second Citadel) vs Hester/The Narrator (Within The Wires: Season 1)
Thistle/The Woman (Alice Isn't Dead) vs Sam Bailey (The Sheridan Tapes)
Peter Nureyev (The Penumbra Podcast: Juno Steel) vs Butt (Pounded In The Butt By My Own Podcast: Episode 1)
Alice (Alice Isn't Dead) vs Diggory Graves (Hello From the Hallowoods)
Antigone Funn (Wooden Overcoats) vs Ryan Dallas (EOS 10)
Martin Blackwood (The Magnus Archives) vs Galileo (Let's Make A Music)
Lucifer Kane (Kane and Feels) vs Gin (Story Break: Heaven Heist)
Amaryllis of Exile (The Penumbra Podcast: Second Citadel) vs Mabel Martin (Mabel)
Pilot Pereya (The Penumbra Podcast: Juno Steel) vs Hester Oleta (Within The Wires: Season 1)
Strelitzia (Additional Postage Required) vs Harold "HBD" Bastion Demetrius (The Soft-Boiled Detective)
Akmazian (EOS 10) vs Everyone from The Strange Case of Starship Iris
Damien (The Bright Sessions) vs Mari Datuin (Hi Nay)
Count Dracula (Re: Dracule) vs Static Man (Archive 81)
Dragana Vukovic (The White Vault) vs Elias Bouchard (The Magnus Archives)
Agnes Montague (The Magnus Archives) vs Vega Rex (Vega: A Sci-Fi Adventure Podcast!)
Mina Murray (Re: Dracula) vs Nicholas Waters (Archive 81)
Mark Bryant (The Bright Sessions) vs Laura (Hi Nay)
Georgie Crusoe (Wooden Overcoats) vs Kate Burnham (The Bridge)
Keisha (Alice Isn't Dead) vs SAYER (SAYER)
Chance Sequoyah (The Penumbra Podcast) vs Yaretzi (Hello From The Hallowoods)
Buddy Aurinko (The Penumbra Podcast: Juno Steel) vs Dane (Dreamboy)
Sadie Doyle (Thrilling Adventure Hour: Beyond Belief) vs Hera (Wolf 359)
Tim Stoker (The Magnus Archives) vs The CryptoNaturalist (The CryptoNaturalist)
Rita (The Penumbra Podcast: Juno Steel) vs Lou (Archive 81)
Dr. Joan Bright (The Bright Sessions) vs Ashvin Beeharee (Hi Nay)
Renée Minkowski (Wolf 359) vs Clara Page (Who is Aldrich Kemp)
Unscripted Bracket
Pickman (Friends at the Table: Sangfielle) vs The Shadow Man ('Til Death Do Us Blart)
Beacon (The Adventure Zone: Amnesty vs Glenn Close (Dungeons and Daddies)
Oscar Wilde (Rusty Quill Gaming) vs Grand Magnificent (Friends at the Table: Twilight Mirage)
Taako (The Adventure Zone: Balance) vs Bathin (Stella Firma)
Lup (The Adventure Zone: Balance) vs Sago Glegg (Rotating Heroes: Arc 6)
Sans Undertale (Interstitial: Our Hearts Intertwined: Authority) vs M. Leopold Duvall (Friends at the Table: Sangfielle)
Duck Newton (The Adventure Zone: Amnesty) vs Chine (Friends at the Table: Sangfielle)
Tryst Valentine (Campaign: Star Wars) vs Mini Smithson (Chapter and Multiverse: Masks)
Gable (Campaign: Skyjacks) vs Hector Hu (Friends at the Table: Bluff City)
Michael (The Adventure Zone: Dust) vs Nicky Close (Dungeons and Daddies
Zolf Smith (Rusty Quill Gaming) vs Fourteen Fifteen (Friends at the Table: Twilight Mirage)
Coco Cashmere (Hey Riddle Riddle) vs Trexel Geistman (Stella Firma)
Killian Fangbattle (The Adventure Zone: Balance) vs Henrietta Salm (Pest Control: Fate)
Kalvin Brnine (Friends at the Table: PALISADE) vs Lye "Lyke" Lichen (Friends at the Table: Sangfielle)
Indrid Cold (The Adventure Zone: Amnesty) vs Rigour (Friends at the Table: COUNTER/Weight)
Chunt (Hello From The Magic Tavern) vs Suvirin Kedberiket (Worlds Beyond Number: The Wizard, The Witch, and the Wild One)
Tender Sky (Friends at the Table: Twilight Mirage) vs Pox (NeoScum)
The Firbolg (The Adventure Zone: Graduation) vs Ron Stampler (Dungeons and Daddies)
Azu (Rusty Quill Gaming) vs Hadrian (Friends at the Table: Seasons of Hieron)
Moonshine Cybin (Not Another D&D Podcast: Bahumia) vs Caspian (Just Roll With It: Riptide)
Amber Gris (The Adventure Zone: Ethersea) vs Jens Lyndelle (Not Another D&D Podcast: Trinvyvale)
Perennial (Friends at the Table: PARTIZAN and PALISADE) vs Throndir (Friends at the Table: Seasons of Hieron)
Nadiya Jones (The Adventure Zone: Commitment) vs Ibex (Friends at the Table: COUNTER/Weight)
Cassander Timaeus Berenice (Friends at the Table: COUNTER/Weight) vs Tech Wizard (NeoScum)
Vermillion "Milli" Blue (Friends at the Table: PARTIZAN) vs Dak Rambo (NeoScum)
Rainer (The Adventure Zone: Graduation) vs Mercedes Oak-Garcia (Dungeons and Daddies)
Thisbe (Friends at the Table: PARTIZAN and PALISADE) vs Echo Reverie (Friends at the Table: Twilight Mirage)
Kravitz (The Adventure Zone: Balance) vs Henry Hogfish (Not Another D&D Podcast)
Aubrey Little (The Adventure Zone: Amnesty) vs Glenfyr "Glen" Gladewyn (Not Another D&D Podcast
Cel Sidebottom (Rusty Quill Gaming) vs Adelaide Tristé (Friends at the Table: Seasons of Hieron)
Kardala (The Adventure Zone: Commitment) vs Jacqui Green (Friends at the Table: COUNTER/Weight)
Hella Varal (Friends at the Table: Seasons of Hieron) vs (Former) Confessor Bartholomew Lamentations (The Unexplored Places: Ruin's Gate)
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Black Annis
Black Annis (also known as Black Agnes or Black Anna) is a bogeyman figure in English folklore. She is a blue-faced hag or witch with iron claws and a taste for human flesh (especially children). She is said to haunt the countryside of Leicestershire, living in a cave in the Dane Hills with a great oak tree at the entrance.
She is said to venture out at night looking for unsuspecting children and lambs to eat, then tanning their skins by hanging them on a tree before wearing them around her waist. She would reach inside houses to snatch people. 
Legend has it that she used her iron claws to dig her cave out of the side of a sandstone cliff, making herself a home there which is known as Black Annis' Bower Close. The legend led to parents warning their children that Black Annis would get them if they did not behave.
She was also known to hide in the branches of her oak tree waiting to leap upon unsuspecting prey. Other traditions stated that when she ground her teeth people could hear her, giving them time to bolt their doors and keep away from the window. It is said that cottages in Leicestershire were purposely built with small windows so that Black Annis could only get a single arm inside. When she howled she could be heard 5 mi (8.0 km) away, then the cottagers would fasten skins across the window and place protective herbs above it to keep themselves safe.
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Burke’s Law -  List of Guest Stars
The Special Guest Stars of “Burke’s Law” read like a Who’s Who list of Hollywood of the era.  Many of the appearances, however, were no more than one scene cameos.  This is as complete a list ever compiled of all those who even made the briefest of appearances on the series.  
Beverly Adams, Nick Adams, Stanley Adams, Eddie Albert, Mabel Albertson, Lola Albright, Elizabeth Allen, June Allyson, Don Ameche, Michael Ansara, Army Archerd, Phil Arnold, Mary Astor, Frankie Avalon, Hy Averback, Jim Backus, Betty Barry, Susan Bay, Ed Begley, William Bendix, Joan Bennett, Edgar Bergen, Shelley Berman, Herschel Bernardi, Ken Berry, Lyle Bettger, Robert Bice, Theodore Bikel, Janet Blair, Madge Blake, Joan Blondell, Ann Blyth, Carl Boehm, Peter Bourne, Rosemarie Bowe, Eddie Bracken, Steve Brodie, Jan Brooks, Dorian Brown, Bobby Buntrock, Edd Byrnes, Corinne Calvet, Rory Calhoun, Pepe Callahan, Rod Cameron, Macdonald Carey, Hoagy Carmichael, Richard Carlson, Jack Carter, Steve Carruthers, Marianna Case, Seymour Cassel, John Cassavetes, Tom Cassidy, Joan Caulfield, Barrie Chase, Eduardo Ciannelli, Dane Clark, Dick Clark, Steve Cochran, Hans Conried, Jackie Coogan, Gladys Cooper, Henry Corden, Wendell Corey, Hazel Court, Wally Cox, Jeanne Crain, Susanne Cramer, Les Crane, Broderick Crawford, Suzanne Cupito, Arlene Dahl, Vic Dana, Jane Darwell, Sammy Davis Jr., Linda Darnell, Dennis Day, Laraine Day, Yvonne DeCarlo, Gloria De Haven, William Demarest, Andy Devine, Richard Devon, Billy De Wolfe, Don Diamond, Diana Dors, Joanne Dru, Paul Dubov, Howard Duff, Dan Duryea, Robert Easton, Barbara Eden, John Ericson, Leif Erickson, Tom Ewell, Nanette Fabray, Felicia Farr, Sharon Farrell, Herbie Faye, Fritz Feld, Susan Flannery, James Flavin, Rhonda Fleming, Nina Foch, Steve Forrest, Linda Foster, Byron Foulger, Eddie Foy Jr., Anne Francis, David Fresco, Annette Funicello, Eva Gabor, Zsa Zsa Gabor, Reginald Gardiner, Nancy Gates, Lisa Gaye, Sandra Giles, Mark Goddard, Thomas Gomez, Pedro Gonzalez Gonzalez, Sandra Gould, Wilton Graff, Gloria Grahame, Shelby Grant, Jane Greer, Virginia Grey, Tammy Grimes, Richard Hale, Jack Haley, George Hamilton, Ann Harding, Joy Harmon, Phil Harris, Stacy Harris, Dee Hartford, June Havoc, Jill Haworth, Richard Haydn, Louis Hayward, Hugh Hefner, Anne Helm, Percy Helton, Irene Hervey, Joe Higgins, Marianna Hill, Bern Hoffman, Jonathan Hole, Celeste Holm, Charlene Holt, Oscar Homolka, Barbara Horne, Edward Everett Horton, Breena Howard, Rodolfo Hoyos Jr., Arthur Hunnicutt, Tab Hunter, Joan Huntington, Josephine Hutchinson, Betty Hutton, Gunilla Hutton, Martha Hyer, Diana Hyland, Marty Ingels, John Ireland, Mako Iwamatsu, Joyce Jameson, Glynis Johns, I. Stanford Jolley, Carolyn Jones, Dean Jones, Spike Jones, Victor Jory, Jackie Joseph, Stubby Kaye, Monica Keating, Buster Keaton, Cecil Kellaway, Claire Kelly, Patsy Kelly, Kathy Kersh, Eartha Kitt, Nancy Kovack, Fred Krone, Lou Krugman, Frankie Laine, Fernando Lamas, Dorothy Lamour, Elsa Lanchester, Abbe Lane, Charles Lane, Lauren Lane, Harry Lauter, Norman Leavitt, Gypsy Rose Lee, Ruta Lee, Teri Lee, Peter Leeds, Margaret Leighton, Sheldon Leonard, Art Lewis, Buddy Lewis, Dave Loring, Joanne Ludden,  Ida Lupino, Tina Louise, Paul Lynde, Diana Lynn, James MacArthur, Gisele MacKenzie, Diane McBain, Kevin McCarthy, Bill McClean, Stephen McNally, Elizabeth MacRae, Jayne Mansfield, Hal March, Shary Marshall, Dewey Martin, Marlyn Mason, Hedley Mattingly, Marilyn Maxwell, Virginia Mayo, Patricia Medina, Troy Melton, Burgess Meredith, Una Merkel, Dina Merrill, Torben Meyer, Barbara Michaels, Robert Middleton, Vera Miles, Sal Mineo, Mary Ann Mobley, Alan Mowbray, Ricardo Montalbán, Elizabeth Montgomery, Ralph Moody, Alvy Moore, Terry Moore, Agnes Moorehead, Anne Morell, Rita Moreno, Byron Morrow, Jan Murray, Ken Murray, George Nader, J. Carrol Naish, Bek Nelson, Gene Nelson, David Niven, Chris Noel, Kathleen Nolan, Sheree North, Louis Nye, Arthur O'Connell, Quinn O'Hara, Susan Oliver, Debra Paget, Janis Paige, Nestor Paiva, Luciana Paluzzi, Julie Parrish, Fess Parker, Suzy Parker, Bert Parks, Harvey Parry, Hank Patterson, Joan Patrick, Nehemiah Persoff, Walter Pidgeon, Zasu Pitts, Edward Platt, Juliet Prowse, Eddie Quillan, Louis Quinn, Basil Rathbone, Aldo Ray, Martha Raye, Gene Raymond, Peggy Rea, Philip Reed, Carl Reiner, Stafford Repp, Paul Rhone, Paul Richards, Don Rickles, Will Rogers Jr., Ruth Roman, Cesar Romero, Mickey Rooney, Gena Rowlands, Charlie Ruggles, Janice Rule, Soupy Sales, Hugh Sanders, Tura Satana, Telly Savalas, John Saxon, Lizabeth Scott, Lisa Seagram, Pilar Seurat, William Shatner, Karen Sharpe, James Shigeta, Nina Shipman, Susan Silo, Johnny Silver, Nancy Sinatra, The Smothers Brothers, Joanie Sommers, Joan Staley, Jan Sterling, Elaine Stewart, Jill St. John, Dean Stockwell, Gale Storm, Susan Strasberg, Inger Stratton, Amzie Strickland, Gil Stuart, Grady Sutton, Kay Sutton, Gloria Swanson, Russ Tamblyn. Don Taylor, Dub Taylor, Vaughn Taylor, Irene Tedrow, Terry-Thomas, Ginny Tiu, Dan Tobin, Forrest Tucker, Tom Tully, Jim Turley, Lurene Tuttle, Ann Tyrrell, Miyoshi Umeki, Mamie van Doren, Deborah Walley, Sandra Warner, David Wayne, Ray Weaver, Lennie Weinrib, Dawn Wells, Delores Wells, Rebecca Welles, Jack Weston, David White, James Whitmore, Michael Wilding, Annazette Williams, Dave Willock, Chill Wills, Marie Wilson, Nancy Wilson, Sandra Wirth, Ed Wynn, Keenan Wynn, Dana Wynter, Celeste Yarnall, Francine York.
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silvestromedia · 8 months
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SAINTS OCTOBER 19
St. Laura, Roman Catholic and Martyr. She was martyred by Muslims who took her captive and scalded her to death by placing her in a vat of boiling lead. She is one of the Martyrs of Córdoba. Feast Day Oct. 19.
St. Theofrid, Roman Catholic Priest and Martyr. He was killed by Muslim raiders who had crossed into southern France. Feastday October 19
St. Philip Howard, 1595 A.D. One of the Forty Martyrs of England and Wales. Philip was the earl of Arundel and Surrey and, although a Catholic, led a religiously apathetic life until his personal conversion, after which he was a zealous Catholic in the midst of Elizabethan England. Arrested by authorities, he was placed in the Tower of London in 1585 and condemned to death in 1589. The sentence was never carried out, and Philip languished in the Tower until his death at the age of thirty eight. Beatified in 1929, he was included among the English martyrs canonized in 1970 by Pope Paul VI.
STS. JOHN DE BRÉBEUF AND ISAAC JOGUES, PRIESTS AND COMPANIONS, JESUITS, https://www.vaticannews.va/en/saints/10/19/sts--john-de-brebeuf-and-isaac-jogues--priests-and-companions--j.html
St. Eadnot, 1016 A.D. Bishop of Dorchester, England, who was a champion of St. Oswald of York. He is listed as a martyr in some records, having been slain in an invasion by the Danes.
St. Frideswide, 735 A.D. Benedictine hermitess and nun, the daughter of Prince Didan of the Upper Thames region of England. She is sometimes called Fredeswinda. When Prince Algar of a neighboring kingdom asked for her hand in marriage, Frideswide fled to Thomwry Wood in Birnsey, where she became a hermitess. She founded the St. Mary’s Convent in Oxford and is patroness of the University of that City. Her relics are extant. In liturgical art she is depicted as Benedictine, sometimes with an ox for companion.
Bl. Agnes de Jesus Galand, Roman Catholic Dominican Nun.
ST. PAUL OF THE CROSS, PRIEST, FOUNDER OF THE PASSIONISTS
CANADIAN MARTYRS -
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[david] “what exactly does that mean, agnes? ‘us’, I mean? you’ve just been broken-up with. roxanne and you - you’ve been together for what, almost a year?”
[agnes] “yes, I’m aware, david. don’t get me wrong, it’s still a lot to process and I am willing to make things right with ro eventually. but obviously there had been a reason why we broke up?”
[david remaining quiet]
[agnes continuing softly] “and that reason is you, babe.”
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eddysocs · 1 year
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To-Do List
Updated June 11th, 2024
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There is no specific order I do my requests in. It’s just whatever strikes me in the moment. Requests will be removed from this list when they’re put in my queue/drafts until they’re ready to post.
🚧 = WIP (Work In Progress)
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Ask Games
🚧 🏠: Interior Design Board - Gwenyth Norbury 🚧
💕: Ship Moodboard - Ginger Jones x Roger Healey
💕: Ship Moodboard - Juno Jett x Harley Quinn
📓: Yearbook Superlative - Lily Daniels
🏠: Interior Design Board - Lily Daniels
❌: Crossover - Lily Daniels & Dawn Martin
🏠: Interior Design Board - Jessica Brooks
💕: Ship Moodboard - Olivette Littletree x Molly Weasley
❌: Crossover - Hailey Emerson & Kira Kay
🏠: Interior Design Board - Jodie Rourke
🏠: Interior Design Board - Miriam Dane
💒: Wedding Board - Kira Kay x Kim Richards
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Edits
🚧 Marnie Andrews x Lucy Ricardo - Grape Stomping (Requested by Anon) 🚧
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Fics
🚧 Matchmaking Menaces - Lola Marsh × Donna Sheridan (Requested by Anon) 🚧
Five times Tanya and Ruby tried to get Lola and Donna to admit their feelings to each other, and the one time it finally happened.
That Old, Black Magic - Mercy Ambrose x Lady Van Tassel (Requested by @yellowbird-flying)
Mercy catches sight of Lady Van Tassel performing a black magic ritual, and must decide how strong her loyalty is.
Make A Move - Catrine Burgundy x Tanya Chesham Leigh x Ruby Sheridan (Requested by Anon)
Rosie challenges Catrine and Tanya to make a move on Ruby before Fernando has the chance to steal her away.
Languages Of Love - Sophie Kendall x Tom Koracick (Requested by @ghostsunderstoodmysoul)
Where Sophie and Tom express each of the love languages to one another in various scenes.
Sinduction - Jezebeth Dufort x Margaret White (Requested by Anon)
Jezebeth finally makes her move and begins the seduction and corruption of Margaret.
A Matter Of Height - Linara Sand x Tywin Lannister (Requested by Anon)
Tywin seems to think that stature is part of a proper display of power. Linara, being rather petite, is set to convince him otherwise.
Spa Day To Remember - Jodie Rourke x Cathy Brown (Requested by Anon)
When Jodie leaves a message for Cathy to meet her at the Wash & Blow, she’s actually planned a spa day for her as a surprise.
Psychobabble - Jodie Rourke x Cathy Brown (Requested by Anon)
To help her study, Cathy takes to reading her psychology textbook out loud. Jodie might not understand all the terminology, but she sure doesn’t mind listening to Cathy read.
Caught Out - Henrietta Parsons x Buster Brady (Requested by Anon)
While Agnes is in the kitchen talking to Dermot, Henrietta and Buster make use of their alone time, at least until Mrs. Brown catches them.
Bet On It - Josie Collins x Hawkeye Pierce (Requested by Anon)
When Josie scoffs at one of Hawkeye's pranks, it starts a prank war between them that the whole camp starts putting money on.
For The Night - Delphine Kincaid x Judge Turpin (Requested by Anon)
Turpin finds Delphine wandering the London streets late one night, and offers her a bed for the night, or longer…
Comfort In Her Arms - Kira Kay x Kim Richards (Requested by Anon)
After encountering some problems at home, Kira does what she always does and runs to Kim. Kim always has a way of making it all feel better.
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New OCs
🚧 Name TBD - FD: Penelope - FC: Ginnifer Goodwin - LI: Jessica Wilhern 🚧
🚧 Name TBD - FD: Call The Midwife - FC: Diana Rigg - LI: Sister Hilda 🚧
🚧 Name TBD - FD: Doctor Who - FC: Monica Barbaro - LI: Kate Lethbridge Stewart 🚧
🚧 Niantha Corleone - FD: Xena Warrior Princess - FC: Karen David - LI: Xena 🚧
🚧 Name TBD - FD: Vicious - FC: Asa Butterfield - LI: Stuart Bixby 🚧
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Yeah, so change it up. Let the girls try something out of the norm. So off to a dog park. Where instead of running around playing, they spend 20 minutes walking around a football field sized space sniffing the grass.
But a lady showed up with her two dogs. Agnes has never been around any dogs except for Ethel. So we decided to let Agnes get a little socialization practice. With two Great Danes 😂One of them was 150 lbs. they were peaches though and all 4 mutts had fun.
And the 150 pounder came over at one point and nuzzled his head into my sternum and just stayed there snuggling with me. His head reached my sternum without having to do anything but stand there on all fours. It was pretty swell, to say the least.
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Fun question. Say if all five survived. Who would YOU see married to the Romanov kids? (Including Saint Alexei, if he survived past the disease he have.)
Hmm, well, Olga wanted to "remain Russian," but being the eldest daughter I think there would still be pressure on her for an equal marriage. Dmitri Pavlovich would be off the table after the Rasputin stuff, obviously. So she might have ended up with perhaps Prince Konstantin Konstantinovich, who apparently fancied her.  Another option might be Roman Petrovich. These two are 'only' princes, but they are Romanovs, and she could stay Russian. She'd basically be doing what Xenia did with Sandro, or Olga Alexandrovna's first marriage to Peter of Oldenburg. Also . . . Olga and Vladimir Paley is an interesting idea. He's morganatic so that might be a problem, but he was a thinker and a poet, like her. They could be an interesting match! 
Another option was Prince Christopher of Greece; according to Agnes de Stoeckl, who was a lady-in-waiting of Christopher’s sister Maria Georgievna, he once expressed interest in marrying Olga and went so far as to ask Nicholas about it, who gently turned him down saying Olga was too young. But he was about as “Russian” as a foreign prince could be, having been born at Pavlovsk, speaking the language fluently, and his mother Olga Konstantinovna thought he had inherited a ‘Russian soul’ from her.  I'm torn with Tatiana, because on the one hand she's the most devoted to Alix, so she might want to marry someone in Russia so she could remain with Alix, sort of like Helena and Beatrice did with Queen Victoria. But on the other hand . . . she was clearly the most natural born queen among the girls, and her talents might be wasted if she weren't on a throne somewhere. The most lofty would be David, that is the future Edward VIII/Duke of Windsor. Allegedly he preferred her after their meeting at Cowes. But that would require her changing her religion and perhaps even her name (and I don't think he'd make a good husband), so Alexander of Serbia/Yugoslavia or George II of the Hellenes (Greece) might be a better option. I feel like Maria is the most likely to follow in Olga Alexandrovna's footsteps and marry an officer rather than a prince. I also feel like there would be generally less pressure on the younger daughters to make 'good' matches. I don't think running away with some random soldier she met at the hospital would ever, ever fly, but the officers of the fancy Petersburg regiments were generally well educated and from good, noble and/or military families, and it was pretty clear that Maria had little interest in some grand marriage to a foreign prince. Carol, of course, was a serious contender as her preferred her to Olga, but he was an absolutely terrible husband so I think she'd be much happier with an OA/Kulikovsky type scenario. But I could also see her, like with Olga, marrying a minor relative--after all, most of the Romanov men had military careers, so she could get her ‘soldier’ that way, too!  Anastasia is the biggest mystery to me! I could see her never marrying and remaining the fun, quirky aunt, or surprising everyone by becoming a queen despite being the youngest. The Danish crown prince was about her age, and according to gossip Queen Alexandrine (who had a Romanov mother herself) was hoping for one of the Little Pair for her son. She might fit right in with the fun-loving Danes, and I'm sure Maria Feodorovna would be delighted to see one of her granddaughters marrying back into the Danish family. With Alexei, I tend to think one of the daughters of Elena Vladimirovna would just make a TON of sense. Ileana is an option too, but she's several years younger than him so he would have to wait for her to grow up. She also didn't really have any experience with Russia at all; in contrast, Olga (1903), Elizabeth (1904) and Marina (1906) spent time in Russia every year up until 1914 visiting their Russian relatives so they would be much more familiar with the culture and customs and know more people than Ileana would. It would also be an almost 'Romeo and Juliet' scenario in that the girls were from the Vladimirovichi branch of the family; Alexei marrying one of them would unite the two rival branches, and maybe the Vladimirs would chill out seeing one of their own married to the Heir.
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TMA DOGS
(Tell me if I’m missing an obvious dog breed for someone before I start drawing lol)
Jonathan Sims- Afghan Hound
Martin Blackwood- Tibetan Mastiff
Sasha James- Rough Collie
Timothy Stoker- German Shepherd
Elias Bouchard- Blue Heeler
Gertrude Robinson- Olde English Bulldogge
Gerard Keay- Flat Coated Retrieve
Peter Lukas- Newfoundland
Basira Hussain- Plott Hound
Alice “Daisy” Tonner- Wolfdog
Melanie King- Siberian Husky
Georgie Barker- Australian Shepherd
Jane Prentiss- Fox Terrier
John Amherst- Dalmatian
Jordan Kennedy- Labrador Retriever
Agnes Montague- Irish Setter
Jude Perry- Thai Ridgeback
Oliver Banks- Great Dane
Annabelle Cane- Australian Kelpie
Maxwell Rayner- Doberman Pinscher
Callum Brodie- Bernese Mountain Dog
Helen Richardson/Helen Distortion- American Water Spaniel
Michael Shelley/Michael Distortion- Standard Poodle
Jared Hopworth- Bullmastiff
Tom Haan- Norwegian Elkhound
Michael Crew- Schipperke
Simon Fairchild- Miniature Schnauzer
Nikola Orsinov- Saluki
Jurgen Leitner- Shiba Inu
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svnshone · 1 year
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“Agnes!” She pasted a smile upon her face when she saw her sister-in-law. Two years they had been queens, two years since the world was righted- but what was there to show for it? “Thank you for joining me, please take a seat.” Dorothea guestured to the open one at the table, and reached for the teapot to pour Agnes a cup to match her own. “You must tell me everything about Scotland. Do they really all speak like that?” She asked, hoping to lull Agnes into talk of nonsense with a smile upon her face before asking any true questions. Idle chat Dorothea had no real care for, but would partake in anyway. “It reminds me much of a Dane trying to speak Swedish.”
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