#asks: taber

[ice-knife]

canvas, texture, wardrobe, and alternate for taber :0

Yaaay ty Estel! 💕 // oc asks: character design edition

canvas: Does your OC have any scars, piercings, tattoos, or other markings? Do they display or cover them up at all?

taber doesn't have any tattoos and only has standard lobe piercings, and no desire for more. scars, though, she has plenty of! her back is a mess thanks to the broker, she has a branding scar on the back of her neck from the same source, she'a got burn/chafing marks on her wrists and ankles and neck, and she has a scattering of other scars on her face, arms, and torso especially. as far as other markings go, i've taken to giving her gradients on her limbs to match her horns: red to brownish-black!

all of these markings and such are usually very well hidden under her armour and clothes, barring the ones on her face. for the most part you just see the scars on her face, up to and including the newest scar: some nasty tissue around her left eye from the explosion that took her eye. she doesn't go out of her way to display her scars usually, but is well aware there's too many to cover them all up lmao

texture: Does your OC favor any specific kinds of cloth or textures? Is there anything they can't wear or don't like? What sort of fabrics do they prefer?

the texture of burlap is actually a trauma trigger! she refuses to touch it and luckily hasn't had to lately (barring that one enemy in yharnam that kept trying to kidnap the party. bastard). she loooves a good wool or fur, anything especially warm. she very much loves to be in the cold with layers of warm fabric to protect her

wardrobe: How big is your character's wardrobe? Do they wear things threadbare, or can they afford new clothes often? Are they any good at mending and repairing their own clothing?

now that she's on her own with an adventurer's earnings, she's got the means to afford quite the wardrobe!! which is almost definitely something she'll pursue during the timeskip the campaign is in now. she takes spectacular care of her clothes, and she would absolutely repair her own clothes if she had the fine motor skills for that in her hands anymore -- at least she can take them to a tailor if need be!

alternate: What would your OC's alternate universe look be? If they're a fantasy character, what's their modern look? If they're sci-fi, what's their fantasy look? What AU would you want to see your OC in, and how would they dress themself?

taber is Always someone who dresses appropriately for a particular task, and that remains in a modern setting! her everyday wardrobe tends to lean formal -- very sleek with a limited colour palette -- but she also has a collection of athleisure that gets plenty of use. she'd grow her hair out longer in a modern au too i think, and it normally gets tossed back into a ponytail, but sometimes she does french braids or more elaborate styles

#taber has the opportunity to embrace her fashionista nature now and she shall be Unstoppable #i can't wait to design her chainbreaker dress clothes.... gosh #ftr she canonically has at least two formal dresses she went out of her way to buy #ty estel!! these are so fun #asks #oc: taber #asks: taber #dreadmetrol #estel tag

[unethicallypleistocene]

for the OC ask game, what kind of music would Taber listen to assuming they had access to Spotify?

They seem like a punk rock listener to me (a genre that I know shamefully little about) but I have a feeling that there's interspersed self-help and leadership audiobooks in their Spotify history. They are the second mate, after all.

#they would listen to the most anti-capitalist music possible and suck up to their boss on the same day #you gotta do what you gotta do #danke for asking about my whale murderers #hampstead taber #oh and I have a title now!! #crooked latitudes #ask game

[m0e-ru]

I WANNNT TO SEE show us the postcar .... :3

ngehehe. heh. <- covered in blood

#persona 5 strikers spoilers #assk #flyhighaangle #badpost #// yeah ive had this ask for three weeks sorry tabers here they are though

[the-quotable-alberta-hansard]

December 6, 2022

Mr. Hunter: Mr. Speaker, given that I mentioned in my earlier question that the stretch of highway between Taber and Burdett is to be twinned and given the fact that this stretch of road will be the first of eight sections to be twinned, can the Minister of Transportation and Economic Corridors please provide this House with more information about when shovels will be in the ground on this first section?

Mr. Dreeshen: Well, Mr. Speaker, to answer the question: next spring, but not if, though, Alberta had federal NDP representatives as their provincial government. Now, the NDP want to bring in restrictive contract arrangements that will actually spark labour wars here in the province of Alberta. Look what the NDP just did in B.C. They increased the cost of provincial construction projects about 20 to 30 per cent. The NDP drastically reduced the number of bidders on these projects, cutting the number of eligible contractors, although if they are friends of the NDP with their big union bosses, they do get to bid on the contracts, but we’re never going to see that here in the province of Alberta with this government.

#i don't know #if i was a backbencher asking a pretty normal question #and i got a weird rant about the BC NDP in response #i would probably be annoyed #but i guess grant is fine with this #alberta #alberta politics #ableg #Grant Hunter #Taber-Warner #Devin Dreeshen #Innisfail-Sylvan Lake #UCP #cdnpoli

[mapbotofficial]

You put all your OCs in a bucket and dropped them into the plinko

~Mouse

pretty much yea

#mod asks #oh BOY do kestrel and paschar have it especially bad. same with terros and taber actually

[quaxorascal]

Almost completely forgot to say that one of the most delightful things about dnd yesterday was how ready several people were to beat Judoc's ass in defense of Taber

Esovera, after learning we'd come back home, asked pretty quickly if Judoc was here and promptly declared that she was not allowed entry into her fucking bar

Felix finally admitted to Taber that he'd wanted to just straight-up kill Judoc the moment he'd learned Judoc had sold her to the Broker

Zuzanna asked something to the effect of "Where is she, and is she available to talk?" with the most malice I've ever heard out of her mouth

#iirc Deniel had asked if he could punch Judoc too #That was several sessions ago but it's still worth mentioning #And tbh as soon as Judoc got free she's started concocting a scheme surrounding Deniel #So if she would've come back with us I wouldn't have stopped him lmao #Leave my baby brother alone!! #DnD talk #Taber party #Taber #QR talk

[crossdreamers]

Transgender Couples Reimagining What Weddings Can Be

We love this article by Quispe Lópes over at Them, who looks at trans couples who want to forge their own traditions, in a world that doesn't provide an exact blueprint for T4T weddings.

Lópes has asked a lot of transgender couples about their marriages and their wedding celebrations. You can read it all here.

Here we have selected a few of the photos to give you all a chance to take part in their wedding celebrations.

Myles (he/him) and Precious (she/her) (Photo: Kat Fitzgerald)

Melissa (she/her) and Colton (he/they)

Brianna (she/her) and Sarah (she/her) (Photo: Christopher Taber)

Annie (they/he) and Emerson (he/him)

Top photo of Grey (she/he/they) and Grayson (he/they) (Photo: Ma'ayan Amit)

More here.

See also “Transgender chefs are better!”

#transgender #trans #lgbt #lgbtqa #queer #nonbinary #lgbtq #culture

[msmargaretmurry]

27, 39, 54!

27. What is your most and least favorite part of writing?

my least favorite part is that stretch after you finish a big project when you don't know what to do with yourself because you are no longer immersed in said big project but you don't have a new concept to dive into yet so you feel all adrift and like, am i ever going to be consumed by creativity again?? what if that was my last good idea?? my most favorite part of writing is when i get a vision for a scene and then get in a writing groove and it all just flows and comes out exactly like i envisioned it. i think there is a little bit of magic in that.

39. Share a snippet from a WIP

At home after the game, Leon lies down on the sofa in his living room, his bad foot propped up on a pillow. He has large ice packs strapped to the front and back of his shoulder, thanks to some help from Charlie, who has been driving him to and from games since halfway through the first round. The bad foot is also Leon’s driving foot.

He finds the game on his DVR and skips forward until the on-ice coverage ends and the postgame breakdown starts. He never used to watch this stuff, but after a few years of making a habit of it, the familiar cadence of the conversation is strangely sedative. He shifts so the one ice pack isn’t digging into his neck, getting it back under the joint where it belongs, and closes his eyes as the panel chatters through the game recap. Yeah, the B’s got the win, but it’s questionable whether they were the better team. Puck luck. Scoring chances. A totally fluke first goal. But taking advantage of those situations even when you’re not totally clicking, that’s part of being a good team, too, right? Sometimes that’s what playoff series come down to. At the end of the day the team that wins is the team that wins. 

“But how about those two goals from Leon Draisaitl?” Taber asks. “I guess he heard us all asking whether he’s too old for this and decided to answer.”

“Chucky, you’re our resident Draisaitl expert,” Subban says. “Is this typical of what we’re gonna see from him in this series?”

Leon cracks an eye open to look at the screen.

54. What’s your favorite part about the fanfiction writing process?

not to be a sap but the part where i'm doing it with my FRIENDS 💖💖💖 having trusted, enthusiastic friends who will bounce ideas around with you and be alpha readers who understand my ~vision makes for such a joyful writing experience! when i'm like "i put a new scene in the gdoc" and then get to sit there waiting for the gdoc comments to start rolling in..... sublime 💫

#ask #writing meme #hockey for ts

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

warnings: MacMurphy, swearing, “break out”, boats, some jealousy

AN: I added macMurphy and then decided against it but now I’m a little stuck with him so we’re just going to skip around with him. We’re also going to rewrite what happens a little bit.

chapter 10

Billy and I sat on the bus, curled up together against the cold. Taber was behind us, trying to come up with an idea about where we were actually going.

“Wherever it is I just hope it’s inside.” I grumbled as I laid my head on Billy’s shoulder. A commotion at the front of the bus made us all snap to attention.

“Hello boys and germs. Today we’re going on a field trip of my choosing.” MacMurphy had clambered into the drivers seat and was smiling back at all of us. He closed the doors and took off. We took off out of the parking lot and billy turned so his back hit the window and I hit him.

“Wh-what the hell?” Billy muttered. I looked at him and shrugged.

“We just better not get into any trouble over this.” I muttered back. Taber nodded and we all braced ourselves for what happened. We pulled up in front of a trailer park and MacMurphy climbed out. “What’s he doing now? This can’t be our destination.”

“Everyone this is candy. Candy, this is everyone.” I raised an eyebrow at the lady that had been brought on.

“Hi.” Taber called out. Billy took one look at her and turned back to me, his nose scrunched up. Candy kept shooting glances at him but he wasn’t looking. Instead he kissed my head and pulled me tighter against him.

“Th-This is g-g-going to be hell.” I nodded against him. “D-do we c-call R-r-ratched?” I shrugged and watched the two would be captors.

“I have no idea. But wherever we’re going, I don’t think I’m going to participate.” I looked back at Taber and he shrugged. It wasn’t long before we pulled up at a dock. “Oh hell no.” I muttered as Mac started to rush us off the bus. I got off and leaned against the bus. Billy stood off to the side and taber trailed after Candy.

“Are y-you g-g-going?” I shook my head and watched the small expedition head towards a boat. “Wh-what are we g-g-going to do?”

“What do you want to do?” I cocked my head at him, finally looking over at him. He shrugged and smiled at me.

“I’m n-not sure.” Walking over he hugged me. We stayed like that for a bit as we watched the boat head out.

“Didn’t you want to get on the boat with candy?” I asked. Billy laughed and kissed my temple.

“N-no. Sh-sh-she’s not my t-type.” He assured me. “You have n-no reason to be jealous.” I closed my eyes as I leaned against him.

“Sorry. It’s just…” I sighed and pulled back to look up at him. “The way everyone was looking at her.” Billy chuckled and kissed me.

“I wasn’t l-looking at h-her.” He admitted. I tilted my head at him. “Why w-would I when I have y-you?” I blushed as he kissed me again.

“Stop it you.” I chuckled. Before long, we saw a car pull up with Nurse Ratched and some of the other members of the day staff. “Nurse Ratched?” She turned to look at me and billy when she got out of the car.

“Where did MacMurphy and the others go?” She walked over.

“On a b-b-boat.” Billy pointed out to the dock where we could see the boat returning.

“MacMurphy also has a girl with him ma’am.” I said as she started walking away. “I hate to tattle but…” she nodded and cut me off.

“Thank you mx. (Y/L/N).” She started walking away from the bus and billy started after her. I followed one of the day staff back to the car and got in. Billy joined me a few minutes after.

“N-nurse R-Ratched is riding back on th-the bus.” He said. We waited until the bus was loaded and off before following. Hell was going to break loose on the ward.

#billy bibbit imagine #billy bibbit #billy bibbit x reader #billy bibbit fanfic #billy bibbit fanfiction #brad dourif #brad dourif imagine #brad dourif fanfic #brad dourif fanfiction #brad dourif x reader #stuttering anxiety #stuttering anxiety series

[beardedmrbean]

OKLAHOMA CITY (KOKH) — A man is in custody after being accused of trying to steal a pair of Balenciaga shoes.

Oklahoma City Police reported the victim was trying to sell her red and silver Balenciaga shoes on Offer Up and was contacted by someone with the username "Turbo", who was later identified as Taber Carter.

The victim reported she and Carter agreed to meet at a 7-Eleven, however Carter never showed up.

The victim and her mother then went to a T-Mobile on Northwest Expressway, when Carter messaged the victim and asked where she was.

Police said Carter met the victim at T-Mobile and when the victim walked up to Carter's car, he pulled out a black "Glock-like" pistol and pointed it at the victim's head.

"The victim indicated she was there to sell shoes to the suspect, during that exchange, the suspect pulled out a firearm and demanded the property from the victim," said Staff Sgt. Dillon Quirk with OKCPD.

The victim said she gave him the shoes but was able to reach into the car and take one shoe back as Carter was driving away.

Carter turned back to demand the other shoe, but the victim told him she'd already locked it inside her car, according to the police report.

Carter drove off but was arrested after a police pursuit.

Oklahoma City Police warn anyone who is meeting up to sell items, to do it in a public place with lots of cameras, like your local police station.

#nunyas news

[sixfootart]

King Chickens, a thrall folk story

Sijana is a beloved trickster character in South Front stories. In this one she deals with the generic Captain, a character who rarely has any other name or much of a brain. Translation from Corps Savic.

For some time, Sijana was a servant to Captain, and did all type of chores for him. 

Once, the company captured a small town that was recently full of Briari people (in those old days those kind of towns were as thick as fleas on a dog). As soon as Captain saw there was lots of food in the town, he called Sijana. 

“Get the biggest chickens in town,” he said, “my officers will have a feast tonight.”

Ever dutiful, Sijana went to find the biggest chickens. After some stomping around in a muddy chicken coop she found two large hens. Carefully she plucked them and gut them, and ate the feet and entrails.

When she showed them to Captain, though, he took one long look at the birds and then waved them away. “Pathetic. In Savos they come ten times bigger.”

Sijana just nodded and promised to bring new ones, as one does. When she came outside she gave the chickens to the crowd of field babies. “I guess these might fill little thralls, but apparently not big humans. Find me bigger and you can have these.”

The kids were ecstatic at this game and ran off, screaming. In time, they brought her two even more massive hens, with bright red combs and shiny feathers. These she didn’t waste her time plucking, having learned her lesson, and brought them inside.

“Pathetic,” said Captain. “My officers are already plotting to take my place, and you’ll have them think I can’t even feed them.”

Twice more Sijana sent the field babies, while she napped in the long grass behind the house. They came back with more hens, which Captain quickly rejected, and then the two biggest, oldest roosters in town.

“Don’t you know what a chicken is?” asked Captain. “Find some good chickens or you’ll be sorry.”

This time Sijana did go to look for herself, because it’s hard to nap when you’re angry. She walked past all the chicken coops in town, until she heard something; the honk of geese. Following the sound she went and found them, all huddled in the corner of an old barn. Except when she got closer she realised the honk was more of a wheeze, because the geese were very old and very forest-sick. Their old paddle shaped feet had grown lumps, and their eyes were laced shut with feeler tentacles and mucus.

“If you pretend to be chickens, I’ll give you some mercy,” Sijana said to them. The geese were angry at this idea and hissed at her.

Quickly Sijana killed the two biggest geese. Even sick, they fought her, and they were as big as five chickens. After they got some bloody pecks on her she killed them, all the while cursing them. Then carefully she cut off their geese heads and geese feet, and plucked out all the feathers. Under the feathers were some bad lumps and sores, so, thinking quickly, Sijana rubbed their whole body with red taber leaf. Then the goose’s skin was red, and you couldn’t see the sores.

She took the geese to Captain.

“Finally!” said Captain. “These will do. But why are they red?”

“Oh these are King Chickens,” said Sijana. “You were right to send me again, sir. These are a legendary type of chicken in Briar land and I only just found them. Their meat makes men stronger and more virile.”

“Fantastic,” said Captain, not wanting to seem more ignorant than a thrall. “I’ve always wanted to try King Chicken.”

So Sijana roast the two sick geese on spits over a hearth, until the meat was crackling and made her hungry even though she’d seen the pustules. Then she put them on the table of the captured farm house for the officers.

All the men immediately shoveled ‘King Chicken’ into their mouths, laughing and talking with each other. Soon though, some of them made disgusted faces, and looked like they wanted to spit it out.

“Is there something different about the chicken?” One finally had the courage to ask.

“It’s King Chicken,” said Captain. “Maybe you wouldn’t know the taste, if you haven’t been fortunate enough. I had my thrall find them for us. It’s a legendary delicacy in Briar country.”

“Oh,” said the young officer, “that’s why it’s so good. I’ve always wanted to try King Chicken.”

And so it went. By the end of the night the two huge geese were gone.

For the next two weeks, all the thralls had a great leisurely time in the nice little town, because all the human officers couldn’t walk two steps away from a latrine. One even died, and Sijana had a hard time stopping herself from laughing when Captain announced that.

 Perhaps they would have recovered faster, except now they wanted King Chicken broth to help them heal. Until the sick geese ran out they would eat nothing else.

#theloyalones #story #writing #worldbuilding

[ice-knife]

5, 9, 24, 28 for my babygirls poppy & taber

yaaay, ty dagger! <33 // DnD ask meme

5. What is your PC’s idle animation?

poppy isn't generally a woman who sits still lmao. she'll sway from foot to foot, roll her shoulders, crack her knuckles, nudge at the dirt under her with the toe of her boot -- you name it, honestly any of these could work as an idle animation!

taber meanwhile is Very good at standing still, but does still move a little. especially if she's anxious, her tail swishes and she moves her head around

9. If your PC rolled through a McDonald’s what would they order?

i am admittedly not overly familiar with the mcdonald's menu but you know what? poppy feels like a big mac combo with a large coke kinda girl. it's the vibe i get tbh

taber meanwhile is not gonna be at mcdonald's at all unless she's out late and has few other options for keeping herself awake. she'll order a coffee, well aware that it isn't as good as she'd like it to be, and a relatively plain burger just to have something with meat in it

the other two will go under the cut!

24. If your PC found a book that detailed their whole life, from birth to whatever death they’ll have, would they read it and why?

poppy i think wouldn't. she both believes in fate and doesn't want to know what hers is supposed to be, because she can tell herself she's walking her own path if she doesn't know what the path looks like. she'd feel too confined by her intended fate if she knew about it

meanwhile i think taber would at least want to skim hers. she doesn't have a ton of pleasant experiences to read about early on, but she'd appreciate seeing how she's grown from the person she used to be into the person she's become. she has no interest in seeing how she will die, but she might like to get a peek at what her and her friends' lives look like 10 or 15 years down the line 🥺

28. When your PCs want comfort, what do they seek out?

poppy is a girlie of simple comforts. give her her poppa's homemade stew, give her a warm drink and a campfire to sit by, give her a strong squeeze of a hug from her loved ones, and she'll be alright

taber takes a lot of comfort in prayer tbh, and so sometimes feels a lot better just from that. otherwise, she likes being able to talk to her friends and family if she's in need of comfort. she very reasonably has a soft spot for a sense of humour when she's having a hard time too

#babygirl time....... #ty dagger!! these were so fun #asks #simothys #dagger tag #oc: poppy #oc: taber #asks: poppy #asks: taber

[kirinda]

i posted them on main but selfship tumblr which of the characters from my WIP otome game would you romance

YOU CAN ASK ABOUT THEM i am so ocpilled right now

#selfship community #selfship oc

[photogirl894]

1, 16, 19, 20 for the Star Wars ask game!!!💞

Whoops, I forgot to answer this last night! My bad, darlin!

1. Jedi or Sith?

As flawed and a bit corrupt as they are, I gotta go Jedi. Not too keen on the Sith, really lol

16. Have you read any Star Wars books?

I have, indeed! I read the "Queen Amidala Journal" by Jude Watson as well as the "Queen's Shadow" trilogy by EK Johnston. Those books are super good! Having Padme actually written by a woman made her more likeable to me in those books. I actually listened to the audio books, which were narrated by Catherine Taber, who voiced Padme in the Clone Wars.

19. What type of outfit would you wear?

Well, you saw my answer in another ask already 😊

20. What type of pet would you have?

Loth Cat! 😍😍

Star Wars Asks

[the-quotable-alberta-hansard]

November 30, 2022

Mr. Hunter: Why did Albertans ask us to introduce a bill that reminds everyone in Canada what constitutional rights we have as a province? Because our equal partner – not parent or senior partner but an equal partner – in Confederation is driving drunk.

#i am an albertan and i did not ask for this #alberta #alberta politics #ableg #Grant Hunter #Taber-Warner #UCP #cdnpoli

[mapbotofficial]

Ohhh I get the "old OCs are close to my heart but fuck if they were in this story they would mess everything up" thing. One of my old OCs is a species of animal that isn't even sentient in my new stuff but I want him in the new stuff so bad :(

~Mouse

conflict of the century: making stories coherent or being full of love for your ocs

#mod asks #proper and normal story formatting or extreme love for characters (who would not show up) #grasps the lumina crew. grasps paddy. grasps taber i care for all of them so much