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eye-cri · 2 years

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This may be the last of this series! I know I haven't done all characters, but I'm not sure if I'll come across new "I want a baby" interactions easily. Even these ones were only found yesterday. Was gonna start a new yearly series :P

#albert auburne #glenn quing #wh zett #wizardess heart zett #luca orlem #nox noir #Leslie roseblade #viggo la rochejaquelenin gedonelune #light fildora #joel crawford #liz hart #wizardess heart #shall we date #shall we date wizardess heart #Blue is for self love 🦋

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trickster-kat · 1 year

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Wizardess Heart Masterlist (2)

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yaassu · 2 years

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[ 💌 ] Random otome screenies that I have in my camera roll pt. 38

It’s completely obvious who the extrovert and the introvert is 🤧

#wizardess heart #shall we date wizardess heart #swd wizardess heart #light fildora #albert auburne #wizardess heart light #wizardess heart albert #otome games #otome #otome game #yaassu.txt

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afeelgoodblog · 2 months

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The Best News of Last Month

Sorry for being not active this month as I had some health problems. I'll start posting weekly now :) Meanwhile here's some good from last month

1. Widow donates $1 billion to medical school, giving free tuition forever

Ruth Gottesman surprised by her late husband's $1 billion in Berkshire stock, decides to donate it in full to the Albert Einstein College of Medicine in the Bronx, New York City's poorest borough. The donation is intended to cover students' tuition indefinitely, ensuring access to medical education for generations.

A video capturing students' emotional reactions to the news, cheering and crying, circulated after the announcement, highlighting the profound impact of the donation on the medical school community.

2. Electric school buses outperform diesel in extreme cold

In Colorado's West Grand School District, electric school buses outperformed their diesel counterparts, particularly in the bitterly cold temperatures of towns like Kremmling, where morning temperatures can drop below -30 degrees Fahrenheit. Despite common concerns about reduced range in extreme weather, the electric buses maintained their battery charge even in these frigid conditions, providing reliable transportation for students.

This success has been welcomed by the school district, as diesel vehicles also face challenges in starting in Colorado's harsh winter weather.

3. Christian Bale unveils plans to build 12 foster homes in California

Christian Bale has led a tour round the new village in California where he plans to build 12 foster homes, as well as two studio flats to help children transition into independent living, and a 7,000 sq ft community centre.

The actor has spearheaded the building of a unique complex of facilities with the aim of keeping siblings in the foster care system together, and ideally under the same roof.

4. Average lifespan of a person with Down syndrome has increased from 25 years in 1983 to 60 years today

Today the average lifespan of a person with Down syndrome is approximately 60 years.

As recently as 1983, the average lifespan of a person with Down syndrome was 25 years. The dramatic increase to 60 years is largely due to the end of the inhumane practice of institutionalizing people with Down syndrome.

5. Greece legalises same-sex marriage

Greece has become the first Christian Orthodox-majority country to legalise same-sex marriage. Same-sex couples will now also be legally allowed to adopt children after Thursday's 176-76 vote in parliament.

Prime Minister Kyriakos Mitsotakis said the new law would "boldly abolish a serious inequality".

6. Massachusetts police K9 tracks scent for over 2 miles to find missing 12-year-old in freezing cold

A Massachusetts police K9 followed her nose to help find a 12-year-old who went missing in frigid temperatures last week, tracking the child’s scent for over two miles, authorities said.

K9 Biza, a female German shepherd, was called on to help after officers learned the child left their home at around 10:30 p.m. Wednesday and was last seen in the Pakachoag Hill area of Auburn, the Auburn Police Department said.

7. Good News for the Socially Anxious: People Like You a Lot More Than You Think They Do, New Research Confirms

The "Lake Wobegon effect" or "illusory superiority" phenomenon highlights people's tendency to overestimate their abilities, but recent research suggests that in social interactions, individuals often underestimate their likability and charm.

Studies indicate that people consistently fail to recognize signals of others' liking toward them, leading to a "liking gap" where individuals believe they are less likable than they actually are.

Techniques such as focusing more on others during conversations and genuinely expressing interest in them can help alleviate social anxiety by shifting the focus away from self-criticism. Ultimately, understanding that others may also experience similar anxieties can lead to a more relaxed and enjoyable social experience.

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tviirus · 1 year

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ships i.

━━ ✦ leon / chris * ship ; gviirus ‚ we got this crazy chemistry between us ━━ ✦ leon / ada * ship ; gviirus ‚ velvet lips and the eyes to pull me in ━━ ✦ leon / auburn * ship ; gviirus ‚ you were mine to adore‚ i was yours to regret

━━ ✦ albert / chris * ship ; gviirus ‚ our fates are forever intertwined ━━ ✦ albert / ada * ship ; gviirus ‚ seeing as you’ve got nothing to lose‚ and i could use a canary

━━ ✦ jake / sherry * ship ; gviirus ‚ i never had this feeling until i saw her

#tag list //#━━ ✦ leon / chris * ship ; gviirus ‚ we got this crazy chemistry between us #━━ ✦ leon / ada * ship ; gviirus ‚ velvet lips and the eyes to pull me in #━━ ✦ leon / auburn * ship ; gviirus ‚ you were mine to adore‚ i was yours to regret #━━ ✦ albert / ada * ship ; gviirus ‚ seeing as you’ve got nothing to lose‚ and i could use a canary #━━ ✦ albert / chris * ship ; gviirus ‚ our fates are forever intertwined #━━ ✦ jake / sherry * ship ; gviirus ‚ i never had this feeling until i saw her #this post is just oreo owning a monopoly of re ships for me ghdfjkg

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seeingteacupsindragons · 8 months

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random but which colour do you think best describes albert’s hair colour? Auburn? Copper brown? Smth else? 😭

...Medium brown? I guess it's a little coppery, but I think it's too dark for that. It's not really reddish enough for auburn imo, but I think it would probably work.

I think it's closest to mahogany.

#Yuukoku no Moriarty #Moriarty the Patriot #Albert James Moriarty #featuring: my sheet of color shades

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chaosbled · 3 months

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MUSE CHARACTERISTICS & AESTHETICS

BOLD what applies to your muse , then tag others to do the same ! Italicize things that apply occasionally or applied in the past !

Repost , don’t reblog .

ARAHABAKI / ARA

BODY

HEIGHT

3'4" or less | 3'5" - 3'8" | 3'9" - 4'0" | 4'1″ - 4'4" | 4'5" - 4'8" | 4'9" to 5'0" | 5'1" - 5'4" | 5'5" - 5′8″ | 5′9" - 6′0" | 6'1" - 6′4″ | 6′5″ or taller

WEIGHT

Less than 100lbs | 100–125lbs | 125–150lbs | 150–175lbs | 175-200lbs | 200–225lbs | 225–250lbs | 250–275lbs | 275–300lbs | 300–325lbs | 325–350lbs | More than 350lbs | Underweight | Healthy weight | Overweight

SKIN

Very pale . Pale . Light . Rosy . Peaches & Cream . Medium . Olive . Golden . Dark . Very dark . Warm undertones . Cool undertones . Olive ( Warm & Cool ) undertones . Neutral undertones . Tanned . Freckled . Blotchy . Smooth . Acne . Dry . Greasy . Soft .

EYES

Small . Large . Average . Gray . Gray - Blue . Brown . Black . Blue . Green . Blue - Green . Gold . Hazel . Violet . Heterochromatic . Red . Doe - eyed . Bloodshot . Almond - shaped . Wide - set . Close - set . Deep set . Protruding . Squinty . Monolid . Epicanthic fold . Heavy eyelids . Downturned . Upturned . Full lashes . Thin lashes . Straight lashes . Curled lashes .

LIPS

Pink . Peach . Red . Brown . Dark . Full . Thin . Full upper / thin lower . Thin upper / full lower . Pouty . Plump . Cupid’s bow . Soft . Rough . Smooth . Chapped . Dry . Moist . Warm . Cold.

NOSE

Duchess . Fleshy . Upturned . Downturned . Roman . Aquiline . Bumpy . Snub . Hawk . Greek . Nubian . East Asian . Nixon . Bulbous . Celestial . Smooth . Sloped . Large nostrils . Average nostrils . Small nostrils . Straight . Raised . Lowered .

HANDS & FINGERS

Small . Petite . Delicate . Slender . Long fingers . Short fingers . Stubby fingers . Chubby fingers . Short nails . Long nails . Manicured nails . Dirty nails . Meaty . Bony . Pale . Frail . Skillful . Rough . Calloused . Strong . Thin . Thick . Smooth . Soft . Warm . Cold . Frigid . Sweaty . Gentle . Scarred .

HAIR

Thin . Thick . Fine . Normal . Greasy . Dry . Soft . Shiny . Curly . Frizzy . Wild . Unruly . Straight . Smooth . Wavy . Floppy . Cropped . Pixie - cut . Shoulder length . Back length . Waist length . Buzz cut . Undercut . Bald . A bit below the jaw . A bit above the jaw . Mullet . Mohawk . White . Platinum blonde . Strawberry blonde . Orange blonde . Golden blonde . Redhead . Dirty blonde . Blondette . Ombre . Light brown . Mouse brown . Chocolate brown . Chestnut brown . Dark brown . Jet black . Ginger ( red - orange ) . Auburn ( red - brown ) . Copper . Other Color ( Dyed ) . Thin eyebrows . Average eyebrows . Thick eyebrows . Groomed eyebrows .

TATTOOS / PIERCINGS

Full sleeve . Thigh tattoo . Neck tattoo . Chest tattoo . One tattoo . A few here & there . Wrist tattoo . Back tattoo . Multiple . No tattoo . Monroe piercing . Nose piercing . Septum . Nipple piercing ( s ) . Genital piercing ( s ) . Industrial piercings . Earlobe piercing ( s ) . Prince Albert piercing . Eyebrow piercing ( s ) . Tongue piercing ( s ) . Lip piercing ( s ) . Helix piercing . Tragus piercing . Angel bites . Labret . Stretches out ears . Navel piercing . Inverse navel piercing . Cheek piercing ( s ) . Smiley . Nape piercing ( s ) . No piercing .

COSMETICS

Eyeliner ( occasionally ) . Light eyeliner . Heavy eyeliner . Cat eyes . Mascara . Fake eyelashes . Matte lipstick . Regular lipstick . Lipgloss . Red lips . Pink lips . Dark lips . Bronzer . Highlighter . Body wash . Moisturizer . Aftershave . Eyeshadow . Neutral eyeshadow . Smoky eyes . Colorful eyeshadow . Blush . Lipliner . Light contouring . Heavy contouring . Greasepaint . Powder . Matte foundation . Shiny foundation . Concealer . Perfume . Cologne . Deodorant . Wears make up regularly . Wears it from time to time . Uses only light makeup . Never wears make - up .

SCENT

Floral . Fruit . Sweet . Earthy . Spicy . Aftershave . Shampoo / Conditioner . Cocoa . Candy . Lotion . Moisturizer . Cigarettes . Leather . Sweat . Food . Incense . Marijuana . Alcohol . Expensive cologne / perfume . Cheap cologne / perfume . Whiskey . Wine . Fried food . Blood . Fresh Linen . Musk . Chemicals .

CLOTHING

Jeans . Tight pants . Leather pants . Dress pants . Over - the - knee socks . Tights . Leggings . Yoga pants . Pencil skirt . Tight skirt . Loose skirt . Tight / formfitting dress . Cardigans . Blouse . Button up shirt . Band - T - shirt . Sports t - shirt . Dress shirts . Sweatpants . Tank top . Fur . Faux fur . Leather . Designer . High street . Online stores . Thrift . Lingerie . Long skirt . Miniskirt . Maxi dress . Sun dress . Tie . Tuxedo . Cocktail dress . High slit dress / skirt . T - shirt . Loose clothing . Tight clothing . Jean shorts . Sweater . Sweater vest . Khaki pants . Suit . Hoodie . Harlem pants . Basketball shorts . Boxers . Briefs . Thong . Hotpants . Hipster panties . Commando . Bra . Sports bra . No bra . Crop top . Corset . Ballerina skirt . Leotard . Polka dot . Stripes . Glitter . Silk . Lace . Satin . Velvet . Chemise . Patterns . Florals . Neon colours . Pastels . Black . Dark colours . Neutral colours .

SHOES

Sneakers . Slip - ons . Flats . Slippers . Sandals . High heels . Kitten heels . Ankle boots . Combat boots . Work boots . Knee - high . Platforms . Stripper heels . Dress shoes . Bare feet . Loafers . Oxfords . Gladiator shoes .

JEWELLERY & ACCESSORIES

Earrings . Necklaces . Chokers . Collars . Lockets . Watches . Rings . Purity rings . Promise ring . Engagement ring . Wedding ring . Bracelets . Hair ties . Cufflinks . Ties . Scarves . Bow ties . Bolo ties . Brooches . Pins . Bandannas . Hairpins . Crowns . Tiaras . Garters . Anklets . Ribbons . Belts . Umbrellas . Parasols . Book bags . Briefcases . Satchels . Glasses . Contacts . Spectacles . Monocles .

TAGGED BY : N / A

TAGGING : @prodigls , @giftandguile , @longerhuman , @vulpesly , @barxlupin , @catclyssm , @corruptiongifted , @autymns , & you !

#{ DASH GAMES }#CHARACTER STUDY || Corruption { ARAHABAKI }#// some of the italic stuff applies to Ara’s fem form or when he’s copying Chuuya

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interxstitial · 7 months

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𝙵𝙰𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙾𝙽 / 𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚂 .

TAGGED BY: @heartxshaped-bruises (thank youuu!) TAGGING: @lugoboi @luneblush (jaeun!) @likescrazy (asami!) @conlvbrisa (heechul!) @daemonry @entityforged (gyeongjae!) @itsacriime (HMMM JORDAN) @fadinglights (anthony!) @fooleds (christian hehe)

★ ⸻ 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘

Long legs. Short legs. Average legs. Slender thighs. Thick thighs. Muscular thighs. Skinny arms. Soft arms. Muscular arms. Toned stomach. Flat stomach. Flabby Stomach. Soft stomach. Sixpack. Beer belly. Lean frame. Slender frame. Muscular frame. Voluptuous frame. Petite frame (5 ft 4 or shorter). Lanky frame. Short nails. Long nails. Manicured nails. Dirty nails. Flat ass. Toned ass. Bubble butt. Thick ass. Small waist. Thick waist. Narrow hips. Average hips. Wide hips. Big feet. Average feet. Small feet. Soft feet. Slender feet. Calloused feet. Calloused hands. Soft hands. Big hands. Average hands. Small hands. Long fingers. Short fingers. Average fingers. Broad shoulders. Underweight. Average Weight. Overweight.

★ ⸻ 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

Shorter than 140 cm. 141 cm-150 cm. 151 cm to 160 cm. 161 cm to 170 cm. 171 cm to 180cm. 181 cm to 190 cm. 191 cm to 2m. Taller than 2 m.

★ ⸻ 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍

Pale. Fair. Rosy. Peachy. Gold. Olive. Dark. Tanned. Blotchy. Smooth (facial area). Acne. Dry. Greasy. Freckled. Scarred. Warm tone. Neutral tone. Cool tone. Tans easily. Prone to sunburn.

★ ⸻ 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒

Small. Large. Average. Grey. Brown. Black. Blue. Red. Green. Gold. Hazel. Doe-eyed. Almond. Close-set. Wide-set. Squinty. Monolid. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned. Deep set.

★ ⸻ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑

Thin. Thick. Fine. Normal. Greasy. Dry. Soft. Shiny. Curly. Frizzy. Wild. Unruly. Straight. Smooth. Wavy. Floppy. Cropped. Pixie-cut. Short. Shoulder length. Back length. Waist length. Floor length. Buzz cut. Bald. Jaw length. Mohawk. White. Platinum blonde. Golden blonde. Dirty blonde. Ombre. Light brown. Mouse brown. Chestnut brown. Golden brown. Chocolate brown. Dark brown. Jet black. Ginger. Auburn. Dyed red. Dyed any “unnatural color”. Streaked. Thin eyebrows. Average eyebrows. Thick eyebrows.

★ ⸻ 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒 / 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 .

Full sleeve. Thigh tattoo. Shin tattoo. Wrist tattoo. Lower back tattoo. Hand/finger tattoo. Foot tattoo. Neck tattoo. Face tattoo. Back tattoo. Chest tattoo. One tattoo. A few here and there. Multiple. No tattoo. Monroe piercing. Nose piercing. Septum. Nipple piercing(s). Genital piercing(s). Industrial piercings. Earlobe piercing. Prince Albert piercing. Eyebrow piercing(s). Tongue piercing(s). Lip piercing(s). Tragus piercing. Angel bites. Labret. Stretched out ears. Navel piercing. Inverse navel piercing. Cheek piercing(s). Smiley. Nape piercing(s). No piercings.

★ ⸻ 𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒

Light eyeliner. Heavy eyeliner. Cat eyes. Mascara. Fake eyelashes. Matte lipstick. Regular lipstick. Lipgloss. Lip balm. Lip tint. Red lips. Pink lips. Dark lips. Bronzer. Highlighter. Eyeshadow. Neutral eyeshadow. Smoky eyes. Colorful eyeshadow. Blush. Lipliner. Light contouring. Heavy contouring. Powder. Matte foundation. Dewy foundation. Concealer. Wears make up regularly. Wears it from time to time. Never wears make-up.

★ ⸻ 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓

Floral. Fruity. Perfumes. Aftershave. Cocoa. Moisturizer. Natural soap. Shampoo. Cigarettes. Leather. Sweat. Food. Incense. Marijuana. Cologne. Whiskey. Wine. Fried food. Blood. Fire. Metal. Rain. Grass. Ocean. Autumn leaves. Baked bread. Freshly baked cookies. Smoke. Campfire. Lavender. Trees. Pumpkin Pie. Musk. Rose. Gingerbread. Peppermint. Oak. Honey. Lemon. Vanilla. Coffee Cake. Mint. Raw hyde.

★ ⸻ 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒

Jeans. Tight pants. Over-knee socks. Tights. Fishnets. Leggings. Yoga pants. Pencil skirt. Tight skirt. Loose skirt. Tight/formfitting dress. Cardigans. Blouse. Button up shirt. Band-T-shirt. Sports-T-shirt. Sweatpants. Tank-top. Cut off t-shirt. Designer. High street. Online stores. Thrift. Lingerie. Long skirt. Miniskirt. Maxidress. Sun dress. Tie. Tuxedo. Cocktail dress. Highslit dress/skirt. T-shirt. Loose clothing. Tight clothing. Jean shorts. Sweater. Sweater vest. Khaki pants. Suit. Hoodie. Harem pants. Basketball shorts. Boxers. Briefs. Thong. Hotpants. Hipster panties. Bra. Sports bra. Crop top. Corset. Ballerina skirt. Leotard. Polka dot. Stripes. Glitter. Silk. Lace. Leather. Velvet. Chemise. Patterns. Florals. Neon colors. Pastels. Plaid. Black. Dark colors. Neutral colors. Fur. Faux fur.

★ ⸻ 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐒

Sneakers. Slip-ons. Flats. Slippers. Sandals. High heels. Kitten heels. Ankle boots. Combat boots. Boots. Cowboy boots. Knee-high. Platforms. Stilettos. Bare feet. Loafers.

#games #v: golden.#//HMMMM HM HM HM :EYES:

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lvebug · 6 months

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FASHION / APPEARANCE STATS — TAG GAME

tagged by: @marshthing thx!!! 🫶

tagging: @lampllghter @surferspider @inhcursed @walkeddeath @flynnherbert @thanatologies & YOU!

BODY

Long legs. Short legs. Average legs. Slender thighs. Thick thighs. Muscular thighs. Skinny arms. Soft arms. Muscular arms. Toned stomach. Flat stomach. Flabby Stomach. Soft stomach. Sixpack. Beer belly. Lean frame. Slender frame. Muscular frame. Voluptuous frame. Petite frame (5 ft 4 or shorter). Lanky frame. Short nails. Long nails. Manicured nails. Dirty nails. Flat ass. Average ass. Toned ass. Bubble butt. Thick ass. Small waist. Thick waist. Narrow hips. Average hips. Wide hips. Big feet. Average feet. Small feet. Soft feet. Slender feet. Calloused feet. Calloused hands. Soft hands. Big hands. Average hands. Small hands. Long fingers. Short fingers. Calloused fingers. Average fingers. Broad shoulders. Underweight. Average Weight. Overweight.

HEIGHT

Shorter than 140 cm. 141 cm-150 cm. 151 cm to 160 cm. 161 cm to 170 cm. 171 cm to 180cm. 181 cm to 190 cm. 191 cm to 2m. Taller than 2 m.

SKIN

Pale. Fair. Rosy. Peachy. Gold. Olive. Dark. Tanned. Blotchy. Smooth (facial area). Acne. Dry. Greasy. Freckled. Scarred.

EYES

Small. Large. Average. Grey. Brown. Dark Brown. Black. Blue. Red. Green. Gold. Hazel. Doe-eyed. Almond. Close-set. Wide-set. Squinty. Monolid. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned. Deep set

HAIR

Thin. Thick. Fine. Normal. Greasy. Dry. Soft. Shiny. Curly. Frizzy. Wild. Unruly. Straight. Smooth. Wavy. Floppy. Cropped. Pixie-cut. Short. Shoulder length. Back length. Waist length. Floor length. Buzz cut. Bald. Jaw length. Mohawk. White. Platinum blonde. Golden blonde. Dirty blonde. Ombre. Light brown. Mouse brown. Chestnut brown. Golden brown. Chocolate brown. Dark brown.Jet black. Ginger. Auburn. Dyed red. Dyed any “unnatural color”. Streaked. Thin eyebrows. Average eyebrows. Thick eyebrows.

TATTOOS/PIERCINGS

COSMETICS

Light eyeliner. Heavy eyeliner. Cat eyes. Mascara. Fake eyelashes. Matte lipstick. Regular lipstick. Lipgloss. Red lips. Pink lips. Dark lips. Bronzer. Highlighter. Eyeshadow. Neutral eyeshadow. Smoky eyes. Colorful eyeshadow. Blush. Lipliner. Light contouring. Heavy contouring. Powder. Matte foundation. Shiny foundation. Concealer. Wears make up regularly. Wears it from time to time. Never wears make-up.

SCENT

CLOTHES

SHOES

Sneakers. Slip-ons. Flats. Slippers. Sandals. High heels. Kitten heels. Ankle boots. Combat boots. Boots. Cowboy boots. Knee-high. Platforms. Stilettos. Bare feet. Loafers.

#what if i givr andie a little lip piercing #idk if i hate that or not tho. maube she gets it post bite and if she ends up hating it she takes it out and it just heals over completely #IT CANNOT BE A MISTAKE TO HAVE CARED — headcanons #LOVE IS AT THE CENTER OF IT ALL — dash games

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eye-cri · 2 years

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Why does Zeus know (and Hiro doesn't) who Albert is in Albert's route but doesn't know (and Hiro does) who Albert is in Light's route. Make it make sense and be consistent.

Like even if season 11 routes aren't related at least keep the characters consistent?? And I mean Light's route is technically the canon route of the season, so I guess Zeus not knowing but Hiro knowing is canon but it's still irks me.

#damn thats crazy resa #albert auburne #zeus brundle #hiro tachibana #wizardess heart

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smolvenger · 1 year

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Miss Narracott and The Captain, Part Three (Captain James Nicholls x fem! Reader Miniseries)

Summary: It is 1912-1914. You are Y/N Narracott, the older sister of Albert Narracott. You must do what you can so your family can keep their farm. And so your brother can keep his beloved horse. Under financial struggles, you never expect romance to come into your life...until you have a chance encounter with James Nicholls- a Captain with a knack for drawing. But the threat of war lingers in the air...

Link to Part One Link to Part Two

Fandom: War Horse

Chapter Word Count: 6K

Chapter Warnings: This is a light slow burn but nothing too intense. Fluffy moments, but some angst at the end. A brief bit of steamy stuff but no actual smut. Edwardian-era attitudes about sex, gender, and behavior. I lovingly rip off Little Women. Brief mentions of violence.

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A/N: Comments, Reblogs, DMs, and Asks about my work are always appreciated! Thank you!

Taglist: @evelyn-kingsley @jennyggggrrr @five-miles-over @fictive-sl0th @ladycamillewrites @villainousshakespeare @holdmytesseract @eleniblue @twhxhck @lokisgoodgirl @lovelysizzlingbluebird @raqnarokr @holymultiplefandomsbatman @michelleleewise @wolfsmom1 @cheekyscamp

Autumn 1912

With the army stationed close, the new arrivals of men in uniform caused a stir. Considering that many of them were young and single, you and the other ladies in town were thrilled. You and your friends couldn’t help but notice and ogle them. Especially the handsome ones. How good it felt to indulge in the good, harmless giggling over attractive men!

At the shop, you worked with three other women close to your age- Mary, Ida, and Alice. After months of working together, the four of you grew in comradery. Sometimes, there would be an hour with no customers and no tasks. Then when a soldier or two passed by outside, one would alert the others.

“Come quick!” was the cry from Mary today.

The four of you would flock to the windows just to watch them. Today there were two. They were enjoying a cigarette. Though you had to look closely to see if one was the tall, lean gentleman with auburn hair and blue eyes. Or the gentlemen with high cheekbones and a dark mustache. To see if one would be Nicholls or Stewart. So far, you had not seen them at a calmer hour outside the shop.

Those men, you realized, were neither Nicholls nor Stewart even. But they were still handsome. One gentleman had red hair and the other had blonde hair. They chatted and smiled among themselves, ignorant of their admirers. Laughing as if in a joke. The four of you peeked from the edges of the window. As to not be obvious, of course!

" Which one is better- the redheaded one? Or the blonde?" asked Ida.

All of you case your verbal votes, bursting into more laughter

“I’ve singled it down to five I’d be content to marry just from this window!” Alice commented.

Part of your stomach curled. But you chose to ignore it. It’s not like Nicholls belonged to you! But why were you getting such…thoughts about that? Besides, there were obviously plenty of uniformed fish in the sea. You kept reminding yourself that. Ida's voice brought you back to the present.

"I’ve yet to even meet one!” Ida complained.

Pride swelled in your chest. The words came out of you. As if to show a small accomplishment among your peers.

“I’ve met two!” you blurted.

“Oh, Y/N! Two?” Alice asked.

They turned to you with big, curious eyes.

“Yes- Major Stewart and Captain Nicholls are their names. They were even at tea a few months ago!”

“You’re so lucky!” Alice sighed.

“I know one named Mr. Smith! The most handsome fellow I’ve seen. He has these dark curls that fit him so well@ And he was telling me all about how he dances back home-we need to have them dance!” Mary announced.

A new idea hit you as the four of you returned to look out the window.

“When will there be a dance again? I bet the officers are always at dances!” you questioned.

It had been a little while since you’d been to a dance. Not that you didn't want to go to them. It was Albert who would complain about them, but you loved them. But now with this job and your farm duties, you realized…you missed it. All that work left you too distracted and tired. The parties would slip by without your noticing. You missed going to dances. The thrill of dressing up in your nicest frocks, seeing your friends, sipping on lemonade, and having the chance to dance with dashing fellows. It wasn’t like the upper-class balls, but it was still something! You missed something you enjoyed so much. Something replaced by responsibility. Oh, how You would brave the later hours and your tired feet from work to be at one again right now!

“Ask around! Usually in the town hall when the older folks host one. Or check the newspapers!” Ida reasoned.

Alice looked up at you and then clutched your hand.

“We miss you, Y/N! You need to come to dances again!” she insisted.

“I’ll try if I can!” you replied.

“But Y/N, if you need to stay home and rest, I don’t blame you!” Mary said.

There were footsteps and the four of you shot up, away from the window. Mrs. Snow approached with her hands on her hips.

“Ladies! Don’t be so silly about soldiers you don’t notice when a customer arrives!” she scolded.

All of you returned to shelving products and standing at the counter, waiting for someone to come in. Dressed in Uniform or otherwise.

At the end of the day, you said your goodbyes and walked out. You went through the sloping sidewalks of town. Then to the outskirts where it broke into hills and fields. The grass grew long, and the trees were orange like they had a fire on top of them. Some leaves broke off to fly past you as you went home. You shivered beneath your wool scarf and thick, dark coat.

But as you walked up the slope and opened the gate to home, there was a sight in the bottom field that now made you smile.

With the entire field plowed, the turnips burst from the ground. So many it was like another sea. The crops here were in full fruition with the harvest. And the rent was getting paid. Somehow, some way, all would be well.

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Saturday afternoon, you saw there was a knock on the door. You opened it and contained a gasp to see Captain Nicholls. He was dressed in a Norfolk jacket and held his sketchbook beneath one arm.

“Good afternoon, Miss Narracott! Is your family home? If not, then I’ll leave,” he said, taking off his cap.

“Oh, we’re here! Good to see you, Captain! You can come in!” Mum replied as she turned around from washing the dishes from the sink.

He bowed his head as he took a step inside- he was so tall he could have knocked his head into the doorframe! He looked about the inside of the stone house. So snug and lived in with potted flowers, embroidery, and kitchenware. He never scoffed at anything but admired them as if they were paintings.

“I hope I am disturbing nothing crucial!” he said.

“Why, nothing! Would you like some tea?” your mother asked.

“I would but I confess…there’s something else I’m here for…I’d like to draw Joey, please.” He asked.

“Why- draw!?” Mum questioned. She tilted her head, her eyes going to the sketchbook.

“Captain Nicholls is an exceptional artist, mum! I’ve seen a few of them!” you insisted.

He blushed and looked down.

“They’re nothing special But I have my hobbies, as much as anyone else!” he said.

“Why then- of course! Be sure to talk to Albert and make sure it’s all good with him!” she said.

She gestured out to the field. Nicholls got a chair from the kitchen As he walked outside, he went to the field where Joey was kept. Today Albert was brushing him off when he turned. He jumped seeing the captain and you walking just behind. The Captain sat the chair on the grass.

“Why-hello there, sir!” Albert cried out.

“May I have your permission to draw your horse, please?” he asked.

“Why-yes! Yes, of course, sir!” Albert spoke, fumbling with the brush in his hand. He turned his brown head back and forth, trying to decide where to go.

“No! You don’t have to stop brushing him! I can even draw that if you’d like!” Nicholls said.

“Let me start you some tea. There’s a chill in the air today,” you offered.

“That would be lovely, Miss Narracott,” he thanked.

But after you delivered the cup and saucer, he was already at it. He set the sketchbook up high, and you heard the scratch of his pencil. He smiled and thanked you for the drink.

“Don’t you have one? You should have one too, Miss,” he said.

“I will in a second, glad you still got your tea, sir."

Your voice halted at a thought.

Goodness! You remembered all the way back you promised him a welcome basket and never gave him one!

Your thoughts racing, you ran out and gathered whatever you could- a few spare chicken eggs in the basket, several apples from the tree (hoping they didn’t already have worms in them!), a couple of spare turnips, carrots, and the spare crops you could that was seasonal. From the ice box, you even added on a bottle of milk from one of the cows-one of the smaller ones yet to be sold, of course.

Though when you returned with the basket, Harold the Goose was back to bother everyone. He waddled up to Nicholls as he sat.

“Don’t you dare, Harold! Leave him alone!” you scolded the gander.

Harold waddled up. He bit the material of Nicholl’s pants and shook his head as he held it in his beak. Thankfully the pants were large enough that Harold got the cloth but not the leg. But Nicholls only looked down and laughed.

“It’s quite alright! I don’t mind it. He’s a good fellow.” He replied.

"He’s anything but! He likes to try and bite everyone!” you contradicted.

“Well, he’s fine as he is!” he said, raising a hand to assure you.

Taking a step closer, you saw him use an eraser to correct a line and then redraw it.

“Captain… how is it you draw?” you questioned.

“Would you like to see?” he asked.

“Yes!”

He gestured for you to stand beside him. He used his pencil to point out the lines and shapes. There was the scwhep, schwep sound of Albert brushing Joey.

“I observe him. I see his shape…and I draw an outline. “That’s what I like to focus on…shape and shadows,” Nicholls explained.

There was a crisp breeze that flew by. A few of the orange leaves from the tree fell and skittered across, crunching as they danced across the grass. Then he paused. He got up and returned with an extra chair.

“Would you like to have that tea and watch?” he offered.

You nodded. He then returned with a chair and cup for you.

He kept drawing. It was fascinating to watch as the pencil scratched across. You sipped at your cup and saucer watching the lines become a horse on paper. The black lines form the shape of Joey. His snout. He then carefully made shapes of the eyes and colored them in. Then he made the eyes and got right the diamond shape on Joey’s snout. You enjoyed his handsome profile. His bright eyes shone as he watched Joey trot around and eat grass. Flicking his tail on occasion. The Captain smiled at the animal; a smile that remained as his eyes lowered to the sketchbook. You heard the soft inhalation from his nose and the rhythmic scratch of the pen.

As he went down to replace his pencil with a new one in his pocket, it struck you that not a word passed between you two. And who knew how much time had passed? You only saw him drawing away. He smiled as he kept looking up and down. Then he used his new pencil for the long neck. Though Joey trotted and shook his head. Albert went to one end of the field and did the owl whistle. Joey then broke into a short gallop to the other end of the field. Despite the movement, Nicholls got the long neck and body of the horse.

“This is the one part that looks hard- the body…” you commented.

You sipped the last of your tea and got his saucer too.

“That’s why I like to draw the body in front of a real horse,” Nicholls replied.

As he lengthened the lines, he compared it to the model who walked to eat a new patch of grass. Then he went down. Indeed, the outline became correct in its likeness.

“Hey Y/N! Come give him a carrot! He likes it when you’re the one who gives it!” Albert called out.

You then got a carrot from the kitchen. You walked out to the field and held it up.

“Here Joey…here, boy…” you said.

Joey trotted forward. He didn’t refuse or buck away. And you didn’t have to turn back this time. Joey accepted the carrot, crunching on it. You offered your hand and gently petted his long nose. He didn’t buck away. But leaned to it. He even took a step closer for you to pet him more. As you looked into the horse’s dark eyes, you saw gentleness.

“See! He likes you, Y/N!” Albert said.

Even Nicholls smiled from his sketchbook. You then returned to admire the progress of the drawing.

Soon enough, it was a fine outline. But you had realized that a lot of time had indeed passed. The sun was about to dip and the sky became pinker. You wondered if one of your parents would scold you for avoiding your chores.

“I know I’m dull company, I am sorry if I wasted your time,” Nicholls apologized.

“Oh, don’t be!” you shook your head.

“I’m afraid I’ve overstayed. And I’m sorry- I should have asked your mother to be outside with us at least,” he apologized.

“No- I don’t…don’t think she minds!” you replied.

Albert took Joey by the reigns and paused before he returned the horse to his stable.

“I thank you again for both- the tea and the basket!” Nicholls replied.

He looped the basket around one of his handsome arms. The jacket did show the outline of a bicep and you tried not to stare or imagine things. Albert returned Joey back in. Even Nicholls couldn’t resist coming inside the stable to briefly pet his model and thank him.

The three of you walked through the garden to get to the front door. There again was the brown rabbit eating your flowers.

“Ol’Peter’s back for his own dinner!” cried Albert, pointing.

Even you couldn’t help chuckling. But Nicholls squinted.

“Peter?” Nicholls questioned.

The three of you stopped in your tracks. The rabbit continued to hop around. He stilled, his nose twitching.

“The rabbits here- Y/N loves them, you see…she doesn’t mind them eating her flowers, no sir!” explained Albert.

Turning over, you shrugged.

“I’d rather have rabbits here than some less pleasant creature! Besides…I rather like the idea I take care of them. They’re such cute little things, I think…” you added on.

He nodded. The three of you were still and quiet. Admiring the animal. You began to tread quietly as Nicholls said his goodbyes to your parents.

There was another “honk!” that stirred the rabbit. It began to hop away from the garden to escape under the fence door.

As you led your guest to the gate, Harold waddled out, wings wide. He went to Nicholls. The goose began to nip at Nicholls's pants and shake them again. But the Captain only smiled and laughed at him.

“I’m so sorry he’s so rude!” you apologized.

“Well, I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but Geese have no concept of manners at all, Miss Narracott,” Nicholls replied.

The goose had a last shake. Once his beak let go, Nicholls tipped his hat as a goodbye and walked away. Albert waved him away as he walked down into town as the sun dipped down to an orange sky.

Whenever the weather was still nice, Nicholls would stop by for tea and to draw away. It was always on his days off or after duty. He would admire Joey. Sketching him or working on previous drawings of the horse. After work and in between chores, you had to go to check. Thankfully, your parents did not think it shocking for you to sit with him. While you were technically unchaperoned without your mother, Albert was present. Your parents were walking about with their own work, and you were in public in the open daylight. He would never tread in the house if you were going to be the only person inside.

Nicholls was also a gentleman. His large hands were only on the pencil and drawing, never inching to even the edge of your sleeve.

Winter, 1912

December finally arrived. Your family had to rely more on the animals than the crops. And Mum kept fussing at Dad for wanting to waste money on pub trips. Especially with Christmas coming up. Not that gift-giving to each other was ever grand. You were just planning on knitting and sewing things for your family, nothing more. Perhaps the odd little trinket from a few of your friends about town and the community or packages from your distant family. Those were things to look forward to.

It was even starting to snow. It piled up and around the house. Joey wore a blanket and the chickens and geese and cows remained in their stables too. It made you miss the presence of a gentleman who would sit outside to draw. But you didn’t want him to catch a cold either if he did show up.

As everyone gathered for church, all of you bundled up. Albert’s nose looked like a tomato. It was a week before Christmas, and all was astir. The little stone church was decorated with greenery and trees. People gossiped over potential gift ideas over organ music. The snow fell outside in white drifts to that blinking, bright morning. But before the service began, both Stewart and Nicholls approached you.

“Why, Happy Christmas Narracotts!” Stewart greeted.

“Happy Christmas!” Dad replied.

“Why- where will the soldiers be having their dinners?” Mum asked curiously.

“We’re all traveling home until after New Year's. We’ll be back then but…Jim here has gifts for you. All of you!” Stewart announced.

You felt your eyes get big.

“Really? Christmas gifts for us?”

Nicholls stepped forward.

“It’s not much, but it’s something!” he said.

From his arms, he handed four small boxes to each of you.

“Major Stewart where are your gifts?” you asked.

“None, I’m afraid. I wish I had half the talent James has in his little finger. You’ll have to settle for cards,” Stewart replied.

“Cards will be fine,” you replied.

But you looked down at the small, green box done up in gold ribbon. Then you looked at the Captain.

“Thank you, Happy Christmas.”

“I hope you like it when you open it, Miss. Consider it as thanks to all of you,” Nicholls responded.

Christmas Day arrived with the clinging of the bells from town. When all of you opened Nicholl’s presents that morning, it struck all of you that he had given each of you a drawing.

“Oh! How thoughtful! What a fellow!” Mum cried in delight.

For Albert, there was a completed drawing of Joey eating a bowl of oats. For Mum, it was some of the potted flowers in bloom next to a teacup. For Dad, it was Harold the Goose nipping at someone's pant leg.

And as for your drawing, it was of the little rabbit next to one of your flowers. So sweet and lifelike, you could almost stroke its fur on the page. You kept it in your room. You put a nail on the wall so you could always look up and see it.

Spring 1913

The days got warmer despite the chilled mornings. Mr. Lyons, his son, and his posse were back to collect the rent as usual, on the 15th of every month. Mum fixed him a cup of tea as the landlord plopped onto the chair. Somehow, there managed to be enough paper bills of money that suited him, many of which came from your job.

Dad looked him in the eye as Lyons recounted the bills with his thumb. You and Albert just stood up to watch. Despite the intensity of the situation, you knew there was enough. There’d be no threats. There shouldn’t be.

“You’re doing better. But I hope no new horses have caught your eye!” Lyons said.

“Of course not, sir,” your father replied.

“Good. And you will keep this up, will you not?” he asked.

“Course sir,” your father responded.

Lyons then turned over and looked at you. He broke into a smile. You folded your hands before you, but you felt Albert watching, his eyes darting.

“And how are you, Miss Narracott?” Lyons asked, turning to you.

“I am well and good, thank you.”

“I hear you work with Mrs. Snow at the shop. A year already! They speak well of you there,” he conversed.

“Then I am only glad to do my job well and honestly, sir,” you replied.

“That is well, quite well indeed…” he chatted.

Lyons looked out the window. He got out, squinting his eyes.

“Is that a rabbit eating the flowers?” Lyons asked.

You turned your head out. Indeed, there was a rabbit out in the flower garden again.

“Yes,” you confirmed.

Lyons shook his head, his sneer matched that of his son.

“The little vermin...Try and shoot it- make it your supper!” he scoffed.

“They don’t usually eat the vegetables- we shoo them off if they get in there. Only the flowers! They’re harmless!” you insisted, turning towards him.

“That’s only encouraging them. For me, I don’t tolerate the beasts in my grounds!” Lyons replied.

You frowned as he tipped his hat.

“But Miss, I do hope you stay well. And that I see you and your family in church Sunday.”

“Thank you, goodbye,” you said coolly.

Lyons, David, and his posse got into the motorcar and drove off. Albert gave you a small look. You only went out to the garden to make sure the plants and flowers were watered. Staring at the rabbit as he hopped about his business. At least the fresh air, sunshine, flowers, and the sounds of wildlife could wash you of his words. You could only stare blankly at the plants-not watering, tending, or planting any. As Albert approached you, you turned to him.

"You don't need to say anythin', I saw him with you..." Albert comforted.

"He...he means it..." you whispered.

From the look on your face, Albert brought you into a hug.

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Captain Nicholls was back soon enough to resume drawing. He wanted to try to get Joey into a gallop. Conveniently, Albert said Joey was finally now able to ride people.

“He rides now! Rides splendid! And so fast, sir! Especially with me!" Albert boasted.

“Then- why not a drawing of you on him as he gallops! Or maybe just you on him!” Nicholls suggested.

You heard their voices echo from outside. You had to scrub the floors during that hour. As you bent down, making sure each bit of the floor was clean, you couldn’t resist trying to poke your head to see. You heard the patter of Joey’s hooves and neighing outside. Once it was half done, you took a break to go outside to them. You finished one last spot and then dipped the sponge into the bucket.

As you went outside and approached Nicholls on his chair, you saw he was getting the outline of Joey’s body.

“Hello, Captain,” you said.

“Good afternoon, Miss,” he greeted.

“Could I see some of your other drawings, please?” you asked.

He turned his head and blinked at you.

“Please think nothing of it! I was only curious! And if you need to finish that one, then-”

“It’s alright! I'll show you! Give me a moment to find one…”

He flipped to the page before.

“Here- there’s Jaimie. The Major," he introduced.

You looked and saw the likeliness of Major Stewart on the page. You caught how Nicholls got the cheekbones and structure of Stewart’s angular face and the squinting, small eyes.

“It’s about perfect. Like he’s here!” you replied.

“I hoped so! Here- here’s one of my mother I made..." Nicholls continued.

He flipped to the page before that one. You saw a graceful woman’s face. She was a true English Rose no matter what some might say about her age. She had a high forehead and almond-shaped eyes. Her hair was done up into curls maintained by pins. She had a smile on her face. The smile that would offer you a cake if you were crying.

“She’s a beautiful lady…and she looks like she is a kind one, too,” you replied.

“She definitely is both! I wished every day to be more like her when I was young! Here’s one of a tree here in Devon. It burst into flowers this month. I saw it while on patrol. I had to try and get it drawn…” he continued.

He turned a page and there was a tree full of apple blossoms. They burst into blooms all over. The small delicacies of the petals connected to its center were exact. Yet Nicholls captured the leaves growing on the tree in between with decided pointiness. It was as if you could smell it if you tipped your nose to the paper.

“That one is beautiful too!” you cried.

“Plants and animals can be quite easier to get than humans. So, I used to start with those!” he responded.

The sound of a neigh brought you back to attention. Looking up, you saw Joey trotting about as Albert rode him. The horse then went out the open door of the gate to walk around. Albert touched the branches of trees from atop his horse. The leaves rustled above.

“I never had anyone ask about my little drawings...” Nicholls commented.

“But they’re lovely! You should share them more often,” you praised.

“Sometimes I fear if I speak too much about it, my colleagues shall think less of me.”

Your mother’s words echoed back to you. The conversation was almost a year ago.

“Should it…matter what they think? If you like drawing, you like drawing.”

“It’s unexpected. It is my job, Miss Narracott, to be a man of action and honor. Not an artist. I doubt I could survive on selling them alone,” he justified.

“I didn’t say you had to sell them. You can enjoy things, even if they’re things not every soldier does…”

“With my position, I lead groups of men. I do not wish the soldiers I look after to think less of me,” he explained.

“Does Stewart think less of you? He knows about your drawings…” you asked.

There was a slight cool breeze. The chickens clucked and a few wandered to explore the horse grounds. Harold even waddled up to look, though this time he was uninterested in nipping clothes.

“I only…feel like I must be a man for them and something like this...they could mock me...” Nicholls confessed.

“Don’t be ashamed of yourself, Captain. Don’t be ashamed of what makes you happy…” you comforted.

“I will keep that in mind. Thank you, Miss Narracott,” he answered.

He smiled at you, and you felt as if firecrackers lit up inside you. So giddy, so close to him. Your fingers inch away. Your fingers could brush but you dared not. It then struck you that you were staring at him, and embarrassment flooded you. What would it be like to touch that hand? As you looked at his profile, you wondered what it would be like to embrace, and look into his eyes when he kissed, or if his hands wandered. If they undid your buttons. If you lay down on the field-any field, any floor. If you felt him crawl over you. If you lifted your skirt and...

Your body felt hot and your tongue felt heavy in your mouth.

“I…I need to finish scrubbing the floors, excuse me,” you dismissed. Timidity and shame overwhelming you.

He tucked his head in as you walked straight back inside. Scrubbing with more ferocity than ever.

Summer 1913

“Tavistock fair tomorrow! I bet Joey’s going to win- he has to!” Albert announced at dinner.

“It would be nice if he won a prize,” you said.

“Prize or no prize, he’s still our Joey, that’s what,” Dad replied.

Taking a sip of water, all of you sat together in that dark kitchen. Finishing the last of your chicken, you and Mum began to pick up the dishes.

“Well, it does make a difference if there’s prize money!” Mum added, putting them in the sink.

After cleaning the plates, you walked upstairs. It was wise to pick an outfit for the fair. It was a large event and perhaps everyone and their mother would be there! You selected a light, white dress. Perfect for the summer heat while still looking as elegant as you could afford to. A straw hat with a pretty ribbon around it to give you shade.

Now what was missing was gloves. As you pulled out a drawer and looked through, you noticed something odd. You usually liked to wash all your gloves at once. Better to keep track of pairs.

But one of your gloves- cream-colored, nice for going out and about on a day you weren’t working- was missing. There was only one. But no pair next to it, like you liked to set it.

You knocked on Albert’s door. He opened it, still in his overalls and shirt with the smell of the day's work on him.

“Albert- you haven’t had any funny business with my gloves, have you?” you asked, putting an arm akimbo.

“Why no!”

“I still haven’t forgotten the time you took my doll outside without asking and dropped her in the mud!” you recalled.

“And I haven’t forgotten the times you pushed me off my sled in the snow!” he argued back.

Both of you laughed suddenly at his response. Breaking off and relaxing.

“I’m sorry- I didn’t mean to sound cross. But…one of my gloves is missing. The cream one- did you take it?” you asked.

“No, I didn’t! I swear! And I wouldn’t know where it is!” he answered.

Taking a lit lantern for light, you then walked over to the laundry room. You looked over the baskets. Scouring through every item of clothing you could see. Your mum walked in.

“What is it?” she asked.

“Mum, have you been doing laundry? Did you wash my gloves?” you asked.

“No, I didn’t,” she said.

You looked and looked. Then you rechecked every spot. Sure enough, there were no gloves. And you didn’t find it in your room or the next morning either. You would just have to settle for another pair to wear. Maybe if you saved up a little of your wages, you could buy a new pair to replace them. Perhaps they were at Mrs. Snow’s shop, or they got lost outside.

All of you gathered in a cart and headed off, but Albert preferred to ride Joey. He smiled all the way through, though he kept his brushes and everything to make sure the horse looked as nice as he could.

The Tavistock, or Devon Goose Fair, was packed with people. Not caring that the September heat was still around them. There was loud music and the chatter of people. Fried food wafted under everyone’s noses. There were more goods and souvenirs than you could hope for. But you and your family hoped to sell some produce, of course, but also to win prizes for your animals. Especially the neighing, spirited star of your farm.

The Narracott station was set up and Joey was off to the horse show. You recognized many people around. You said hellos to Ida, Mary, and Alice as they went about. Of course, there were plenty of uniformed men out and about for all of you to giggle after and meet.

“Oh! I did meet Stewart! He sure is handsome! And so’s his friend!” Mary said.

“Stewart and Nicholls? Where are they?” you asked.

Mary pointed over there but then a sight froze you in your tracks.

Though once you got to the fair, you did see him. And this time there was another woman. A beautiful blonde woman who wore a lovely dress the color of a ruby that probably cost twice the one you had on. Her waist was as small as your neck. And wearing shoes and ribbons and jewelry that must cost the farm’s rent. And she was talking to him. And smiling. He was smiling too. You couldn’t make out the words, but she was speaking boldly. Her thick, dark eyelashes batted like a butterfly. She flirted as subtly as a train. Yes, this might not be encouraged for a lady to flirt. But she had money. She could do whatever she wanted because she had the protection of her family’s bank account. Nicholls smiled small and politely. He nodded and listened to her as she spoke, but he kept his attention on her.

A feeling hit your gut like none before. You didn’t want to watch it. You had to force yourself away. Before Nicholls could turn his head up to see you, you turned away and went right back to your family’s station without a word.

It made you hate yourself. Hate your own body that wasn’t hers, your hair that wasn’t hers, your skin and dress that wasn’t your skin and dress. That her family wasn’t your family. That her wealth wasn’t your wealth. You hated that you weren’t her.

Pure hatred hit you. It washed into you. It made you lose your taste for the food or the noises and music. You wanted to scream. You wanted to throw something until it shattered. You wanted her to be shoved off a cliff!

But why…why…it wasn’t like…like Captain Nicholls and you were….were…were a couple. No. It wasn’t like you were engaged or even lovers meeting in the dead of night. He was in no way yours. You shouldn’t feel entitled to him.

One guest who went up was Mr. Lyons with his son.

“Why- Ms. Narracott! Good to see you and your family. It’s not too busy here, I ask?”

“It’s not,” you replied.

Your family, from the shade of the tent, looked at each other. He turned to your mother.

“Mrs. Narracott, I’d like to take your daughter on a walk around the fairgrounds. Could you accompany us?” he asked.

A small look was shared between your parents.

“Why…uhm, yes. Yes, I can. Let David tag along too-it’d be a break from all this selling,” she replied, though you noted a tone of hesitancy in her voice.

You walked up to be by Lyons’ side as your mother kept her pace to be on your other side. David was behind, picking his teeth with a toothpick. As you walked, Lyons kept chatting. The man kept discussing his new car, his job, what suits he saw, what he thought of each bit of the fair, and other topics so boring it was everything in you to keep smiling and nodding your head. Any attempts at listening halted at a flash of red. You saw a glimpse of that blonde girl in red still talking with Captain Nicholls and Major Stewart was there too.

You were tempted to take off one of your hatpins and stab the girl in her porcelain face. You did not and only grip your skirt, swallowing. Your mind far from any attempts at conversation. It was mostly your mother and Lyons doing the talking.

Just say it…just admit the truth, Y/N…you like him. You’re infatuated with him, with James Nicholls. Who wouldn’t be? You thought.

You would not let your jealousy get the best of you. You would not let it turn you to do something cruel and harsh. Weren’t Cinderella’s stepsisters jealous of her? Because they were less beautiful and knew? You would not turn into cruelty…It only hurt to see the man you realized was your Prince with a Cinderella…and not you. Nicholls would only see you as the nice girl who lived on the farm with the horse he drew and nothing more.

Besides, there would be plenty of other soldiers, you thought. Stewart is a nice young gentleman too and not too unfortunate looking. She’ll pick one, not two of them and even if…there will be others, you tried to comfort yourself. And Lyons liked you.

And no doubt, it was Lyons himself who took your glove in the first place! There was concrete proof! Then at least, you would attain what many women dreamed of, including you- a well-off man taking interest in you. A future secured.

But it was only in the privacy of your bedroom that you found yourself crying into your pillow. Crying over Nicholls and the girl.

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Small. Large. Average. Grey. Brown. Black. Blue. Red. Green. Gold. Hazel. Doe-eyed. Almond. Close-set. Wide-set. Monolid. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned. Deep set.

★ ⸻ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑

★ ⸻ 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒 / 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 .

★ ⸻ 𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒

★ ⸻ 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓

★ ⸻ 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒

★ ⸻ 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐒

Sneakers. Slip-ons. Flats. Slippers. Sandals. High heels. Kitten heels. Ankle boots. Combat boots. Boots. Cowboy boots. Knee-high. Platforms. Stilettos. Bare feet. Loafers.

#the good witch ˚₊‧⁺˖ tag game #quinn ˚₊‧⁺˖ musings #// i WAS going to pick out specific muses but there were too many i'm curious about so djdjkks

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faiirytopias · 7 months

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𝙵𝙰𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙾𝙽 / 𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚂 .

TAGGED BY: @interxstitial (thank you!) TAGGING: @strongxsurvivors (luke), @mccnxhild (clementine), @risingmccns (sally), @atrickrtreat (andi), @rennisaturate (samantha), @sinfulhymns (wonpil), @fullofhcart (snow), @honeyedsapphics (twyla), @ofbookshelves. no pressure ofc.

★ ⸻ 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘

★ ⸻ 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

Shorter than 140 cm. 141 cm-150 cm. 151 cm to 160 cm. 161 cm to 170 cm. 171 cm to 180cm. 181 cm to 190 cm. 191 cm to 2m. Taller than 2 m.

★ ⸻ 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍

Pale. Fair. Rosy. Peachy. Gold. Olive. Dark. Tanned. Blotchy. Smooth (facial area). Acne. Dry. Greasy. Freckled. Scarred. Warm tone. Neutral tone. Cool tone. Tans easily. Prone to sunburn.

★ ⸻ 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒

Small. Large. Average. Grey. Brown. Black. Blue. Red. Green. Gold. Hazel. Doe-eyed. Almond. Close-set. Wide-set. Squinty. Monolid. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned. Deep set.

★ ⸻ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑

★ ⸻ 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒 / 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 .

★ ⸻ 𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒

★ ⸻ 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓

★ ⸻ 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒

★ ⸻ 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐒

Sneakers. Slip-ons. Flats. Slippers. Sandals. High heels. Kitten heels. Ankle boots. Combat boots. Boots. Cowboy boots. Knee-high. Platforms. Stilettos. Bare feet. Loafers.

#isms. pang heechul.#this was so fun. <3

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iisoldmysoulxx · 8 months

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𝙵𝙰𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙾𝙽 / 𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚂 .

★ ⸻ 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘

★ ⸻ 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

Shorter than 140 cm. 141 cm-150 cm. 151 cm to 160 cm. 161 cm to 170 cm. 171 cm to 180cm. 181 cm to 190 cm. 191 cm to 2m. Taller than 2 m.

★ ⸻ 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍

Pale. Fair. Rosy. Peachy. Gold. Olive. Dark. Tanned. Blotchy. Smooth (facial area). Acne. Dry. Greasy. Freckled. Scarred.

★ ⸻ 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 . (he's almost entirely blind on one and it is milky )

Small. Large. Average. Grey. Brown. Black. Blue. Red. Green. Gold. Hazel. Doe-eyed. Almond. Close-set. Wide-set. Squinty. Monolid. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned. Deep set.

★ ⸻ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑

★ ⸻ 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒 / 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 .

★ ⸻ 𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒

★ ⸻ 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓

★ ⸻ 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒

Jeans. Tight pants. Over-knee socks. Tights. Fishnets. Leggings. Yoga pants. Pencil skirt. Tight skirt. Loose skirt. Tight/formfitting dress. Cardigans. Blouse. Button up shirt. Band-T-shirt. Sports-T-shirt. Sweatpants. Tank-top. Cut off t-shirt. Designer. High street. Online stores. Thrift. Lingerie. Long skirt. Miniskirt. Maxidress. Sun dress. Tie. Tuxedo. Cocktail dress. Highslit dress/skirt. T-shirt. Loose clothing. Tight clothing. Jean shorts. Sweater. Sweater vest. Khaki pants. Suit. Hoodie. Harem pants. Basketball shorts. Boxers. Briefs. Thong. Hotpants. Hipster panties. Bra. Sports bra. Crop top. Corset. Ballerina skirt. Leotard. Polka dot. Stripes. Glitter.Silk. Lace. Leather. Velvet. Chemise. Patterns. Florals. Neon colors. Pastels. Plaid. Black. Dark colors. Fur. Faux fur.

★ ⸻ 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐒

Sneakers. Slip-ons. Flats. Slippers. Sandals. High heels. Kitten heels. Ankle boots. Combat boots. Boots. Cowboy boots. Knee-high. Platforms. Stilettos. Bare feet. Loafers.

tagged by: @heartxshaped-bruises <3 ! tagging: @poetryofcorpses @romaniawolf @ofwondersandhares @elenaloveablekotsala @fantasycorrupted @monsterxlayer @rumancekwitch @shotgunshellsandfeathers @quitemagical @wingsxnlead @loyaltybroken @legeandary @hegrowth @guiltye and you! <3

#thank you for tagging me.#:)#tbt.#larkin.

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fuzzydreamin · 1 year

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OC Appearance

Thanks for the tag @bokatan No-pressure mutual tags: @cl4ssicist-sky @jcwdrawskinda @winterpaladin-ao3 @vnknowncrow @raid3r-r4bbit @theartofblossoming

Nora and Al under the cut

Nora

BODY

Long legs. Average legs. Short legs. Slender thighs. Thick thighs. Muscular thighs. Slender arms. Soft arms. Muscular arms. Lean arms. Toned stomach. Flat stomach. Ample stomach. Soft stomach. Six-pack. Beer belly. Lean frame. Muscular frame. Beefy frame. Curvy frame. Voluptuous frame. Petite frame. Lanky frame. Short nails. Long nails. Manicured nails. Acrylic nails. Dirty nails. Small breast. Average breast. Big breast. Flat ass. Toned ass. Bubble butt. Thick ass. Small waist. Straight waist. Thick waist. Narrow hips. Average hips. Wide hips. Big feet. Average feet. Small feet. Soft feet. Slender feet. Calloused hands. Soft hands. Big hands. Average hands. Small hands. Long fingers. Average fingers. Short fingers. Narrow shoulders. Average shoulders. Broad shoulders.

HEIGHT

Shorter than 140 cm. 140-150 cm. 151 cm to 160 cm. 161 cm to 170 cm. 171 cm to 180 cm. 181 cm to 190 cm. 191 cm to 2 m. Taller than 2 m.

SKIN

Light. Tanned. Brown. Dark. Rosy. Neutral. Olive. Golden. Pallid. Blotchy. Albinism. Vitiligo. Birthmarks. Freckles. Moles. Wrinkles. Stretch marks. Scars. Burns. Acne. Smooth. Dry. Oily. Combination.

EYES

Small. Large. Average. Dark brown. Light brown. Hazel. Green. Blue. Grey. Violet. Gold. Other. Heterochromia. Doe-eyed. Close-set. Wide-set. Deep-set. Protruding. Narrow. Monolid. Almond. Round. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned.

HAIR

Thin. Thick. Fine. Average. Oily. Dry. Neutral. Soft. Shiny. Curly. Frizzy. Wild. Unruly. Smooth. Straight. Wavy. Cropped. Pixie-cut. Bob. Mullet. Mohawk. Half-shaved. Under cut. Buzz cut. Shaved. Bald. Hair extensions. Weave. Afro. Waves. Dreadlocks. Box braids. Braids. Twists. Faux locs. Jaw length. Shoulder length. Armpit length. Mid-back length. Waist length. Hip length. Past hip-length. Middle part. Side part. Blunt bangs. Curtain bangs. Wispy bangs. Short bangs. Side bangs. Dyed bangs. Ombre. Dyed. Grey. White. Platinum. Platinum blonde. Golden blonde. Dirty blonde. Blonde. Strawberry blonde. Ginger. Red. Auburn. Light brown. Mouse brown. Chestnut brown. Caramel brown. Chocolate brown. Dark brown. Black. Jet black. Clean shaven. Stubble. Sideburns. Moustache. Goatee. Beard. Thin eyebrows. Average eyebrows. Thick eyebrows. Plucked eyebrows.

TATTOOS/PIERCINGS

Full sleeve. Half sleeve. Forearm tattoo. Wrist tattoo. Hand tattoo(s). Ankle tattoo. Calf tattoo. Thigh tattoo. Hip tattoo. Neck tattoo. Chest tattoo. Rib tattoo(s). Back tattoo. Shoulder blade tattoo. Face tattoo(s). One tattoo. A few here and there. Multiple. No tattoos. Nose piercing. Septum. Nipple piercing(s). Genital piercing(s). Prince Albert piercing. Industrial piercing. Helix piercing. Tragus piercing. Conch piercing. Earlobe piercings. Stretched out ears. Eyebrow piercing(s). Bridge piercing. Tongue piercing(s). Monroe piercing. Angel bites. Snake bites. Labret. Navel piercing. Inverse navel piercing. Cheek piercing(s). Smiley. Nape piercing(s). No piercings.

COSMETICS

Eyeliner. Light eyeliner. Heavy eyeliner. Cat eyes. Mascara. Fake eyelashes. Light eyeshadow. Neutral eyeshadow. Smoky eyes. Colourful eyeshadow. Matte lipstick. Regular lipstick. Lipgloss. Lip liner. Lip balm. Red lips. Pink lips. Neutral lips. Dark lips. Colourful lips. Bronzer. Highlighter. Blush. Light contouring. Heavy contouring. Powder. Matte foundation. Dewy foundation. Concealer. BB cream/tinted moisturiser. Wears make-up regularly. Wears it from time to time. Rarely wears make-up.

SCENT

Floral. Herbal. Earthy. Fruity. Fresh. Perfumes. Aftershave. Cocoa. Moisturiser. Shampoo. Cigarettes. Leather. Sweat. Food. Incense. Marijuana. Cologne. Whiskey. Wine. Fried food. Blood. Fire. Metal. Rain.

CLOTHES

Jeans. Tight pants. Cigarette pants. Cargo pants. Khaki pants. Harem pants. Sweatpants. Yoga pants. Leggings. Tights. Stockings. Overknee socks. Pencil skirt. Tight skirt. Loose skirt. Ballerina skirt. Long skirt. Miniskirt. Maxidress. Sundress. T-shirt/Sweater dress. Tight/Form-fitting dress. High slit dress/skirt. Cocktail dress. Gowns. Tuxedo. Suit. Tie. Waistcoat. Sweater vest. Sweater. Hoodie. Leather jacket. Denim jacket. Bomber jacket. Parka. Peacoat. Trench coat. Cardigans. Tunic. Turtleneck. Blouse. Button up shirt. Cuban shirt. Flannel shirt. Polo shirt. Camisole. Bustier. Tube top. Crop top. Tank top. Muscle T-shirt. T-shirt. Band T-shirt. Sports T-shirt. Basketball shorts. Pleated shorts. Jean shorts. Hotpants. Bodysuit. Jumpsuit. Overalls. Corset. Nightgowns. Robes. Lingerie. Bra. Sports bra. G-string. Thong. Panties. Briefs. Boxer briefs. Boxers. Loose clothing. Tight clothing. Revealing clothing. Designer. High street. Thrift. Patterns. Florals. Polka dots. Stripes. Sequins. Cotton. Linen. Silk. Lace. Leather. Velvet. Fur/Faux fur. Light colours. Pastels. Neon colours. Bright colours. Dark colours. White. Black. Heavy armour. Medium armour. Light armour.

SHOES

Bare feet. Slippers. Sandals. Gladiator shoes. Flats. Slip-ons. Loafers. Oxfords. Sneakers. High tops. Ankle boots. Hiking boots. Combat boots. Cowboy boots. Knee-high. Platforms. Wedges. Stilettos. Chunky. Kitten heels. Slingbacks. Pumps. High Heels. Stripper heels. ---

Alberta

BODY

HEIGHT

Shorter than 140 cm. 140-150 cm. 151 cm to 160 cm. 161 cm to 170 cm. 171 cm to 180 cm. 181 cm to 190 cm. 191 cm to 2 m. Taller than 2 m.

SKIN

EYES

HAIR

TATTOOS/PIERCINGS

COSMETICS

SCENT

CLOTHES

SHOES