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chainedbones · 4 months
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a love like no other 💛❤️it was an honour to have known you
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softguarnere · 1 year
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Like A Girl (Like A Man)
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Shifty Powers x OFC
Taglist Application | Gallery | AO3
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Like A Dream (Like A Plan)
everything until July 1942
The Loneliness of the Letter Z (1937)
Wouldn't Call This Place a Happy End (1942)
Innocence Retained (1938)
Pretty Funny (1939)
How Zenie Met Bobby (1941)
Like A Girl (Like A Man)
July 1942 onward
chapter 1: Nulinigvgv
chapter 2: Like It's Nothing
chapter 3: Brother in Three Languages
chapter 4: A Secret, Shared
chapter 5: What They Call a Family
chapter 6: Nothing to Hide
chapter 7: Nvwatohiyadv & Saoirse
chapter 8: What If You Only Open Up?
chapter 9: An Inconvenience
chapter 10: Someone Who Will Miss You
chapter 11: Gosvnoyi Dvninvi
chapter 12: While We Can
chapter 13: Dear Zena
chapter 14: Part of The Group (All Along)
chapter 15: Something Like That
chapter 16: Adalonige
chapter 17: Forbidden Contact
chapter 18: The Purple Heart Club
chapter 19: A Native American in Paris
chapter 20: Standing Fast
chapter 21: Datalesvi Anina
chapter 22: One Tough Broad
chapter 23: Turkey and Hooch
chapter 24: Good Ol' Bill
chapter 25: Udelida
chapter 26: Out Of The Woods
chapter 27: Worse Things To Be Afraid Of
chapter 28: Ten, Fifteen Hershey Bars
chapter 29: Love and War
chapter 30: She's the Man
chapter 31: The Place Where They Cried
chapter 32: A Very Near Thing
chapter 33: Goodbye, Tommy
chapter 34: Zenie Uwenvsv Dayesi
chapter 35: Alii
chapter 36: The Thing With Anger (It Begs to Stick Around)
chapter 37: Shifty Igaluhga
chapter 38: Falling Into Place
chapter 39 - Epilogue: Donadagohvi
Like An Echo (Like More Than)
AUs and miscellaneous writing - because they would find each other in any universe
Hallmark AU
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Okay, so:
Welcome to the humanised countries AU!
And no, this isn't Hetalia.
It's BETTER, if I do say so myself(lmao).
Basically, it's a mix between Hetalia and Countryhumans, so you get the best and worst of each fandom.
Now, the countries themselves.
This is a list that’s being updated continuously, so all subject to change.
Argentina: Bruno Sanchéz/Alejandra Laurier
Austria: Felix Lothringen
Austria-Hungary: Maximillian Habsburg/Emilia Habsburg-Hohenzollern
Australia: Kyle Windsor/Grace Takahashi
Belarus: Nina Sanchéz-Romanov
Belgium: Christine Baumgartner/Francois Laurier
Bosnia: Amar Petrović
Brazil: Antônio Santos/Francisca Sanchéz
Bulgaria: Aleksandra Berzina
Canada: Jackson Windsor/Emma Sanchéz
Chile: Martina Andersson
Croatia: Nika Sepp
Cuba: Alejandro Sanchéz
Cyprus: Kyrenia Becker
Czechia: Tomáš Novák
Denmark: Kevin Jensen
Estonia: Kiira Järvinen/Mattias Sepp
Finland: Timo Järvinen/Kristiina Windsor
France: Michèle Bérnard-Windsor
German Empire: Michael Hohenzollern
Germany: Walter Becker
Greece: Eleni Bianchi
Hungary: István Almassy
Iceland: Gunnar Andersson
Indonesia: Matius Laurier/Gemi Windsor
Ireland: Kelsey Windsor/Saoirse Kowalski
Israel: Eliana Windsor
Italy: Nicola Bianchi
Jamaica: Marley Windsor/Tashelle Sanchéz
Japan: Sakura Takahashi-Windsor/Kenzō Takahashi
Latvia: Andrejs Berzina
Lithuania: Lina Kazlauskas
Luxembourg: Yvette Rossi
Malaysia: Barzin Windsor
Malta: Giulia Bérnard
Mexico: Sergio Sanchéz/Carmen Lothringen-Sanchéz
Moldova: Valentina Ionescu
Morocco: Faisal Idrissi/Amira Ackerman
Monaco: Christian Rossi
NATO(ik an organisation but hey): Lucas Windsor
Netherlands: Hendrik Laurier
New Zealand: Shane Windsor/Heidi Sanchéz
Norway: Ingrid Matić
Philippines: Angelo Sanchéz/Agila Windsor
Poland: Katarzyna Nagy/Robert Kowalski
Portugal: Maria Windsor
Prussia: Friedrich Hohenzollern
Puerto Rico: Sebastian Sanchéz
Romania: Andrei Ionescu
Russia: Sergei Romanov/Sofia Hassan
Serbia: Marijana Romanov
Singapore: Derrik Windsor
Slovakia: Tatiana Novák
Slovenia: Matej Matić
South Africa: Stoffel Ackerman
Spain: Jorge Sanchéz
Sweden: Stefan Andersson
Switzerland: Julian Baumgartner
TR: Klaus Schmidt
Turkey: Safiye Becker
UK: William Windsor
Ukraine: Daniela Windsor
USA: Alex Windsor/Amelia Windsor-Idrissi
Vietnan: Kieu Sanchéz
Yugoslavia: Bogdan Petrović
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artieststuff · 1 year
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thank u for the tag <333 @messerflower
rules: tag 10 people you want to get to know better!
relationship status: hopelessly single
favourite colour: green! sage green if u want to be specific
stuck in my head: i don’t know if this counts but i’ve been quoting saoirse ronan’s “women have minds” monologue to myself all day
last song i listened to: if this was a movie by taylor swift
three favourite foods: oh this one is hard! uh, my mum’s spinach pastries, my grandma’s grape leave rolls and uhhhhhh ig pizza?
last thing i googled: 9000x46 because i don’t own a calculator 😭 (i’m so glad it’s nothing worse holy shit)
dream trip: ooh probably turkey! i’ve heard it’s lovely there
no pressure to anyone i tag!!! @saintlupin @otrtbs @inevitablestars @softest-cinnamon-roll @chace-vito and anyone else who wants to do this!!
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pixiegeldof · 6 years
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Timothée’s Spatchcocked Turkey with Anise & Orange
Ingredients: 5 teaspoons aniseed ½ cup kosher salt ¼ cup finely grated orange zest, plus 4 wide strips orange zest 2 tablespoons dark brown sugar 1 tablespoon coarsely chopped fresh rosemary, sprig reserved 1 tablespoon fresh thyme leaves, sprigs reserved 2 teaspoons freshly ground black pepper 1 12-14lb. turkey (neck, giblets, and backbone removed and reserved) 2 medium onions, quartered 4 large carrots, peeled, halved 4 celery talks 3 heads garlic, halved ½ cup olive oil
Preparation:
Toast aniseed in a dry small skillet over medium heat, tossing occasionally, until fragrance (about 3 minutes). Let cool; finely grind in  a spice mill or a mortar and pestle. (Alternatively, chop with a knife.)
Finely chop salt, grated zest, sugar, chopped rosemary, thyme leaves, pepper, and 4 teaspoons aniseed in a food processor. Place turkey, skin side down, on a cutting board. Use a knife to score down long oblong bone in the center of breast. Turn skin side up and press down on breastbone to flatten. You should hear a crack and feel the bones give way. Rub all over with salt mixture; place turkey, skin side up, on a wire rack set inside a rimmed baking sheet and chill, uncovered, 6-18 hours.
Preheat oven to 450ºF. Arrange onions, carrots, celery, garlic, thyme and rosemary sprigs in a roasting pan. Rinse turkey, pat dry and place, skin side up, on top of vegetables; let sit at room temperature 30 minutes.
Meanwhile, heat oil, orange zest strips and remaining aniseed in a small saucepan until oil is sizzling, about 2 minutes; let cool slightly.
Brush turkey with oil, add ½ cup of water to pan and roast turkey for 30 minutes. Reduce oven temperature to 350ºF and continue to roast, brushing with oil every 20 minutes, until skin is deep golden brown and crisp. When an insta-read thermometer inserted into thickest part of thigh registers at 165ºF, bake about 1 hour longer. Transfer to a platter; tent with foil and let rest at least 30 minutes before carving.
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sparreaux · 3 years
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Maeve is such a brat.
I’ve been getting them this food that has chunks of turkey and venison among the kibble, so Maeve eats all the “good stuff” first, out of both her AND Saoirse’s bowl, leaving only the kibble and then begs for more food.
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castorhq · 3 years
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now that’s a face with a thousand questions. we could give you some answers, stranger. the oracle requests you draw a card. just focus intently on what you want to know most, and pull from the deck. you won’t need to say any more than that-- we’ll leave it to the fates.
you draw: the empress, upright
age range: 20 - 30 species: witch alignment: neutral suggested faceclaims: saoirse ronan, lee sungkyung, aron piper, lyrica okano
the reading: 
“i consider myself a stained-glass window. closing no doors and covering no windows. my job is not to direct anything, but only to filter into many colors.” ― c. joybell c.
a covenless witch? well, that surely is a surprise, but borders do not confine you, for you crave a freedom of expression. the freedom to love, for peace, and for humanity. the war brews in front of you much to your displeasure, but you do as you always have, and offer your healing talents to any and all who come to you for aid.
you are: ece remzi
age: twenty-four gender & pronouns: cis female, she/her faceclaim: bahar şahin occupation: bartender at the underground & (secretly) freelance healer
the interpretation:
ece’s family have their roots in tarakli, turkey. although the majority of the country is muslim and witchcraft is not widely appreciated anymore, in many ways, she had a similar upbringing to a witch born and raised in castor—her family was well respected in their community, providing of protective talismans and healing charms to those who believed in them. she grew up with the knowledge that she was supposed to carry on these traditions, helping her neighbours whenever she could and using magic only to help those in need.
but her legacy was forsaken when she was ten years old. having fallen in with a group of rebellious teens, her older brother enver convinced ece to expand her horizons along with him—to move beyond petty spells for prosperity and good fortune, and pursue what he called real power. she didn’t know at the time what dark magic he was involved with, but when their parents found out, her mother was furious, and frightened. she locked ece and enver out of their own home, leaving them pounding on the front door to be let back in, but never yielding to their pleas. for their protection, and to avoid bringing further misfortune on the rest of the family, their father packed up and moved with the children to the united states.
ece rarely speaks of her childhood, and no longer sees her brother at all, except when he returns to castor—usually begging for money or searching for solutions for problems of his own making. she takes care of her father (and has, since they arrived and he proved to be less than ideal as a provider himself). he lives on the outskirts of town, and works at the local gas station to get by, still blaming magic itself for all their family’s troubles.
the trials of her youth taught ece a valuable lesson—trust yourself, above all others. you can still make a difference, without relying on the protection of a group, who could mislead you for their own petty purposes at any time. she remains a covenless witch on her own by choice, working at the local bar and offering under-the-table solutions to those who ask, regardless of their affiliations. she does everything she can to make sure her father doesn’t realize she’s still practicing, but if you are ever in need, come to the underground and ask for her by name.
playe by luna !
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ohmyhera · 4 years
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Classroom Chaos
Word count:1,387
T/W:Just a lil angst
Nico floated down the hall of the Pre-K-1st cohort with an unusual pep in his step. Maybe it was his third coffee kicking in or maybe he was just excited to see them, the world may never know. He heard the usual ruckus coming from Will’s classroom and smiled, he’s glad that they’re excited on such a gloomy day. He hummed to himself in amusement but as he got closer to the heavily decorated door he notices that something isn’t right, he can’t hear Will. He cursed under his breath and jogged down the hall trying to balance his water bottle and his increasing anxiety. When he reaches the door he wastes no time throwing it open and good god what happened? Little bookshelves were overturned,tissues littered the floor and there was a mop bucket right by Will’s desk. When his eyes finally landed on the blonde he tried to hold back his shock.
He looked terrible. He was sat at his bright blue desk with his head in his hands and god has he been crying? Nico closed the door behind him and pinched the bridge of his nose, where does he start with this? He felt annoyance bubble in the pit of his stomach at the mess but also at the fact that the kids were just playing as if nothing happened. They’re only four, he reminded himself and with an exhale regained his calm. His ears finally tuned into the noise and he winced, rubbing at them. Small bodies seemed to create so much sound.
“Alright”He said clapping his hands together, “I need all of you quiet and in a seat before I count to ten”
The students simply stared at him and he sighed holding up a finger, “One-”
The sound of little feet scuttling around the room and chairs being pulled back from tables was music to his ears. He didn’t think it was going to work, but lo and behold the power of counting. He walked around the room and snatched up an activity sheet that had pumpkins and turkeys on it. He smiled a bit at it, oh Mr.Solace and his need for festivities. He quickly handed one out to each student and distributed an array of markers and colored pencils, even though the idea of markers on this thin paper made his heart hurt, he was willing to make the sacrifice. 
“I need you all to use quiet, inside voices because it was way too loud earlier. Okay?”He said. The majority of the students nodded and the few who didn’t simply sat there and pouted. Nico wanted to roll his eyes but decided against it, this is why he worked with all grades and not exclusively Pre-K. He sauntered over to Will’s desk and pulled up one of the little chairs to take a seat. The blonde seemed to barely acknowledge his presence, only letting out a quiet sigh and blinking slowly.
“You didn’t have to do that,”He said, meek as a mouth.
“Yeah but I wanted to,”Nico said, a lazy grin pulling at his lips. “Noise was giving me a headache”
“Yeah”He snorted and shook his head, “Me too”
“What happened today?”Nico asked, “They’re usually so well behaved”
“So much that you wouldn’t believe it”He said and rubbed his temples, “I don’t even want to believe it”
“Well, I’ve heard some crazy things in my life”Nico said, “Try me.”
For the first time since the brunets walked in Will picked his head up and looked him in his eyes. Nico tried to hold back a frown but found it increasingly harder as he studied the blondes face. He looked exhausted, his eyes were pink and his face was flushed. Unknowingly he placed a hand on his arm and squeezed gently. Will let out a shaky breath and blinked towards the ceiling a few times to keep the tears at bay before starting.
“Well there’s this stomach bug going around the school and it finally reached my class”He said.
“Mhm”Nico nodded.
“Saoirse threw up, then Michael, then Tommie”He sighed and closed his eyes briefly to rub at them. “Then that made Fawna cry and her crying made everyone else scared and confused so they started crying and my entire class crying made me cry”He took a breath, “A few students were completely inconsolable and started throwing tantrums so they had to be sent home and that’s how we got here”
“Holy shit”Nico whispered.
“Yeah”He chuckled and wiped at his eyes, “I know, god that’s the only thing i’ve been thinking all day”
“Will, are you doing okay?”Nico asked furrowing his brows.
“Yeah yeah i’m fine”He waved off, “I just...I just really hate seeing my students so upset. A few of them at a time I can take, but all of them screaming and crying like the worlds ending really takes a toll”
“I can tell”Nico said, “Do you need a break?”
The blonde scrunched up his nose, “A what?”
Nico rolled his eyes, “are you not familiar with the concept?”
“No no I am but why?”He asked.
“Because you’ve had a long day, that’s why.”Nico said, crossing his arms. The blonde raised a brow at the challenge and Nico raised one in exchange.
“Thank you but-”
“Ah ah, butts are for sitting”Nico said, shaking his head. Will’s jaw dropped a bit and his cheeks pinkened.
“Did you just teacher me?”He asked.
“I did.”Nico said with a shrug, “Now, go get yourself a coffee or ibuprofen or whatever. I’ve got them”
“Nico-”
“There’s a nice coffee shop right around the corner from here”Nico said, “Take your time”
“I..do you want anything?”He asked slowly, and the brunet pretended to ponder.
“Besides you being out the door, no”
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After helping with dismissal Nico decided to stay back because Will’s classroom was still in shambles. He was busying himself wiping down the table with clorox wipes, as much as he loved his students, he did not want their germs. He had half a mind to wipe them down tomorrow with clorox wipes but decided against it. It would be too harsh on their skin and there were probably a million laws on why he couldn’t do that. The two worked together in silence, Nico disinfected while Will put things back in order.
“I just want to thank yo-”
“Don't”Nico said keeping his eyes on the table, “Any decent person would have done it if they saw you were struggling”
“But I wasn’t!”Will exclaimed with bright red cheeks, “I-I just-”
“It’s okay to ask for help.”Nico said softly, “Preschoolers are one of the most challenging grades to deal, that’s just a fact”
“Yeah, I know”Will sighed, “it’s just...I don’t wanna talk about today anymore”
“Okay”Nico said, “Then it’s done. How about you help me wipe down this bookshelf?”
“You don’t have to help me,”Will said, his voice taking on a serious tone. “You can leave if you want, I can take it from here”
“Yeah but I want to”Nico said, “Cleaning calms me down, makes me happy”
Will scrunched up his nose and shook his head, “there’s something wrong with you”
“Maybe there’s something right with me and wrong with you”Nico shot back, his lips pulled up into that signature smirk and Will wanted to melt on the spot. He had his hip cocked and arms crossed.
“Maybe there is”Will said and then there was that laugh. The one that twiddled in his ears like the songbirds that used to chirp outside his window.
“Just help me with this bookshelf and we’ll call it even,”Nico said.
“Gladly”Will said, “Hand me the wipes”
“Okay after this we need to fill up the sink with hot water and sanitize all the…”
But Will wasn’t even listening at this point. His eyes were drawn to those pretty pink lips and then it dawned on him. An icy cold realization that sent a shiver to his core, he had a crush. He had a crush on his co-worker, his students’ art teacher. He screwed his eyes shut and wanted to bang his head against the bookshelf.
“Have mercy”
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usertimothee · 3 years
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37, 29 and 24
24. top five actresses
keri russell danai gurira saoirse ronan probably margot robbie
and then this last spot fluctuates between like gal gadot, florence pugh, amy adams, zendaya, and idk a few others i’m blanking on rn.
29. top five family relationships
the grimes family from twd (rick, michonne, carl, judith, and rj) the jennings family from the americans (philip, elizabeth, paige, and henry) the bishop family from fringe (walter, peter, olivia, etta, and honorary astrid) the rhee family from twd (glenn, maggie, and hershel)
idk? does found family count? bc then it’s team family (s5 &s6 + honorary members) from twd and the loft + cece from new girl. also all the characters from lost. 37. top five funniest moments
oh god.  in no particular order...
in the pilot of the americans when the jennings family goes over to meet stan and stan’s like “hi i’m an fbi counterintelligence agent” and phil and liz’s FACES i’m gonna choke. the whole of quick hardening caulk from new girl but especially the schmidt x winston storyline with the lionfish. when winston finds out he’s colorblind on new girl. basic but “my FAJITAS!” from friends the thanksgiving episode of bob’s burgers when bob keeps having to go back and get a new turkey.
tv and movie asks!
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free-winona · 4 years
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can i please have one (1) post of saoirse ronan without turkey chevrolet in the photo please
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lorcanxdeath · 4 years
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“LOVING THE MONSTER ALWAYS ENDS BADLY... FOR THE HUMAN.”
BASICS
Full Name?: Lorcan İlaya Mikhael d’Eath.
Lorcan ( pronounced LOR - KHAN ) means “little fierce one.”
İlaya ( pronounced IL - LIE - DAH ) means “fair, honest, just.” It is the name of his mother, given to him in honour of her.
Mikhael ( prounced ME - KULL ) means “Who is like God?” His father is Orthodox Christian, so he was given a biblical secondary middle name.
d’Eath ( prounced DEE - ATH ) means “death” but also “fuel, tinder.”
Age?: Twenty-one.
Gender?: Cis Male.
Pronouns?: Him / He.
Birthday?: March 20th, 1960 ( the first day of spring ).
Zodiac Sign?: Pisces.
Where were you born?: Ankara, Turkey.
Where were you raised?: Vadu Izei, Romania.
APPEARANCE
Hair colour?: Dark chestnut brown.
Eye colour?: Blue like his mother, but they can turn black when he needs to feed.
Height?: 6′ 2″.
Tattoos?: He has a sleeve of the galaxy on his left arm, which changes colour depending on his mood & a skull with roots growing out of the mouth on his calve. Both were drawn and done by his friend and roommate Blaise Blackthorn.
Piercings?: N/A.
Any other notable features (scars, freckles, etc)?: He has a scar over his right breast -- a wizard tried to stake him in the heart as a child, but luckily missed his heart.
CHILDHOOD
What was their relationship with their parents growing up?:
İlaya d’Eath ( nee Burakgazi ): His mother died in childbirth so he never knew her. His father gave him his mother’s name as his first middle name, to remind him that his mother loved him. So while he never knew her personally, he is grateful to her for bringing him into life -- she is a large influence in his music he writes.
Ion d’Eath ( pronounced I - YON ): His father is around one hundred and fifty years old, a full fledged vampire. Ion kept to himself most of his life, secluded, until he found İlaya and they had Lorcan together. With İlaya gone, Ion is very protective over Lorcan his son, especially since he knows that he is the cause of Lorcan’s hardships, being both human and vampire, never being accepted fully by either species for being half-breed. While his father is a little old school, quiet and shows his form of love in non-conventional ways, Lorcan loves him deeply.
Saoirse O’Connor ( prounced SER- SHA ): His vampire “step-mother” -- she is a new vampire, turned by a rogue vampire and rescued by Ion sometime after they moved to Ireland, who he helped teach to live as a vampire. Lorcan doesn’t know her extremely well, as she and his father only started dating about three years ago and he only gets to see her during the summer months; however, he likes her just fine. As long as she makes his father happy, then Lorcan will be happy. She is kind to him and he absolutely loves her strong, Irish accent.
What was their relationship with their siblings growing up (if applicable)?: He was an only child growing up, but now he has a half-sister that he absolutely adores named Ava, who is around two years old. She is a little rascal, always biting everything, and he would do anything to protect her.
Were there any other key people in their childhood? What was their relationship like?: He really only had his father growing up. He made a few friends while he was at Durmstrang Institute, but at that time he was still learning on how to be half-vampire, trying to keep it secret, so he never let anyone get close.
Who was their childhood best friend?: N/A.
What was their lifestyle like growing up?: Lorcan grew up in the countryside, so he’s always enjoyed the outdoors. He was sometimes limited to the physical activites he could do outside, as the sun can weakened him if he is exposed to it for a long time. This was one reason that Ion gifted a guitar to him at a young age, so he had a hobby indoors.
MAGIC
House?: Ravenclaw.
Year?: Tenth.
Bloodstatus?: Half-blood / Half-breed (vampire).
What form does your boggart take?: An innocent person, with bite marks on their skin, bleeding out.
What form does your patronus take?: A bat.
Do you play Quidditch? What position?: N/A.
Are you a prefect?: N/A.
What clubs are you in?: Music.
What is your wand like?: Hornbeam, 13″, Coral.
Hornbeam: selects it’s mate with a single, pure passion, which some might call a small obsession -- more kindly - vision, which almost always be realized (for Lorcan, his music). Hornbeam wands apart more quickly than almost any other to their owner’s style of magic, and will become so personalized, so quickly, that other people will find them extremely difficult to use. Even for the most simple spells. Hornbeam wands likewise absorb their owner’s code of honour, whatever it may be, and will refuse to perform acts -- whether for good or ill -- that do not tally with their master’s principles. A particularly fine-tuned and sentient wand (source: link).
Coral: wand’s core properties are unknown.
His wand was made by Mykey Gregorovitch.
Do you have a favourite spell?: Rictusempra.
What’s your favourite class?: Astronomy.
What’s your least favourite class?: Flying.
RELATIONSHIPS
Sexuality?: Pansexual.
Relationship status?: “Faking dating” Mary MacDonald.
How many relationships have you been in, in the past?: He secretly dated Narcissa Black from Christmas 8th year to Christmas 9th year, Hugo Mendoza from 9th year to the next summer, but he has had many flings and sexual encounters throughout his years at Hogwarts.
Do you have a crush?: Maybe.
Do you believe in love?: Yes, he believes that you can have many loves and soulmates throughout life.
Have you ever been in love?: Yes, with Narcissa Black for a time.
Do you miss anyone?: His mother, always. He also missing friendships he had with some that were lost when his vampirism came out.
Do you want to get married?: He doesn’t care, he would be with someone married or not.
Who are you best friends currently?: Anna, Bert, Blaise, Daisy, Edgar, Flo, to name a few.
Has your relationship with your family changed since childhood?: Sometimes, if he admits it, it can be hard to see his father with another woman who isn’t his mother, but he reminds himself that it has been years since his mother’s passing, and his father deserves to move on and find love again.
Do you have any pets?: He has an Ural Owl from Romania named Cirilla (nickname Ciri). He also gets along great with cats, surprisingly.
LIFESTYLE
Do you drink?: All the time -- his favourite drink is Jasmin red wine and whisky.
Do you smoke?: Sometimes.
Do you do drugs?: Yes -- he is willing to try anything and everything (sometimes it doesn’t affect him or can affect him differently, because of his vampire genes).
What are your hobbies?: He has his own band (the leader singer) and can play guitar and piano -- he composes the songs and writes his own lyrics. He also has a love of space, stars and constellations.
MISC
What is your opinion on muggles?: He doesn’t think of them often, but he doesn’t have a problem with them, though there is a small fear of humans hunting vampires.
Where do you stand in the upcoming war?: Lorcan has remained neutral, though if he had to choose, he would probably choose the Order, since there was a highest chance of them not mistreating him as a half-breed.
What is your biggest strength?: Aside from the physical strength and speed he gets as a half-vampire, it would be his openness and empathy.
What is your biggest weakness?: He falls in love too easily, and will always put others before himself.
What is your biggest accomplishment to date?: Necks to You, a song he wrote about Jasmin.
What is your favourite thing about yourself?: HIS DICK one day he will be proud of his vampire heritage.
Where do you see yourself in the future?: He hopes to one day pursue a full time career with his music and band.
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chainedbones · 4 months
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Saoirse💛
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tabloidtoc · 4 years
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OK, April 6
Cover: Royal Wives Tell All -- Princess Kate Middleton, Camilla Parker Bowles, Duchess Fergie 
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Page 1: Contents 
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Page 4: Inside Tom Brady and Gisele Bundchen’s decision to leave the New England Patriots and start over in a warmer city -- the Tampa Bay Buccaneers 
Page 6: Miley Cyrus’ racy twerking performance at the 2013 MTV VMAs had a serious effect on her well-being when she was compared to a turkey and she didn’t wear shorts or a bikini for two years because of the backlash 
Page 7: As Katherine Schwarzenegger made her way through the press circuit to promote her fourth book she’s discovered she enjoys being in front of the camera and she’s a natural and really comfortable talking to an audience so she entertaining the idea of cohosting a talk show, ever since Kylie Jenner cut ties with former BFF Jordyn Woods she’s grown inseparable from pal Stassie Karanikolaou and Kylie’s on-again beau Travis Scott feels like a third wheel 
Page 8: After just one season Gwyneth Paltrow’s The Goop Lab is on the verge of getting the ax so she’s asking everyone she knows to stream the show and crank up its viewership even if they just leave their TVs on and don’t actually watch the show, Jamie Foxx’s wandering eye spurred ex Katie Holmes to pull the plug on their six-year romance last May but he’s come to find that the single life isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, Chris Evans is ready to settle down and he’s entrusting his younger brother Scott to help him find The One 
Page 10: Red Hot on the Red Carpet -- Louis Vuitton -- Samara Weaving, Florence Pugh, Laura Harrier 
Page 11: Alicia Vikander, Angelica Ross 
Page 12: Who Wore It Better? Larsen Thompson vs. Shailene Woodley, Brooke Shields vs. Tammin Sursok, Joan Smalls vs. Camila Morrone 
Page 14: News in Photos -- Rita Ora 
Page 15: Sophia Bush wore gloves while grocery shopping in LA, Kevin Hart and wife Eniko Parrish and kids Hendrix and Kenzo and Heaven 
Page 16: Stars Get the Job Done from Their Own Humble Abodes -- Carrie Ann Inaba films a live segment for The Talk, Andy Cohen hit the airwaves for his radio show, Cindy Crawford at her desk, Today’s Al Roker reported the weather live from his studio kitchen 
Page 17: Dax Shepard doing his podcast 
Page 18: Emily Ratajkowski, Rod Stewart and wife Penny Lancaster hold hands while shopping in LA, Ashley Benson 
Page 20: Gerard Butler, Lin-Manuel Miranda and Andrew Garfield, Sofia Vergara 
Page 22: David Beckham, Nikki Reed and Rachel Zoe, Jimmy Kimmel 
Page 24: Inside My Home -- Jesse Tyler Ferguson and Justin Mikita’s decorative digs 
Page 26: Eva Mendes has gone to great lengths to maintain her privacy but after years of encouraging Eva to come out of her shell Ryan Gosling is starting to feel he wants more out of life
Page 28: Tom Hanks and Rita Wilson have grown closer than ever as they’ve been quarantined since testing positive for coronavirus, after years of traveling back and forth across the pond Robert Pattinson and Suki Waterhouse are looking to take up permanent residence in LA and are thinking of getting dual citizenship, Love Bites -- Brittany Snow and Tyler Stanaland wed, Hannah Brown and Tyler Cameron back on, Amanda Bynes and Paul Michael pregnant 
Page 30: Cover Story -- Royal Wives Behind Palace Walls -- Kate Middleton slams Meghan Markle 
Page 31: Sarah “Fergie” Ferguson’s handling of Prince Andrew’s fall from grace has impressed Queen Elizabeth 
Page 32: Duchess Camilla comes clean, Princess Diana’s diary 
Page 34: Jennifer Aniston and Brad Pitt prepare to dish about their undeniable chemistry in a no-holds-barred TV interview 
Page 36: Kids Say the Darndest Things -- Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson on daughter Jasmine, Catherine Lowe on son Samuel, Hilaria Baldwin on daughter Carmen, Tia Mowry on son Cree 
Page 40: Abs of Steel -- Jennifer Lopez, Julianne Hough, Kate Hudson, Kendall Jenner 
Page 41: Jada Pinkett Smith, Gigi Hadid, Elsa Pataky 
Page 42: Luke Bryan gets candid about American Idol’s new season 
Page 46: Style Week -- Sara Foster on headlining Joe’s Jeans’ Spring 2020 campaign 
Page 48: Beauty -- the hottest launches of 2020 -- Saoirse Ronan 
Page 50: Cara Delevingne 
Page 52: Hailee Steinfeld 
Page 54: Entertainment 
Page 55: Q&A -- Tarek El Moussa 
Page 58: Don’t Stop the Music -- as the country self-quarantines amid the coronavirus pandemic musicians are livestreaming home performances to keep people’s spirits up -- Keith Urban, Pink, Katharine McPhee, Chris Martin, Rob Thomas 
Page 60: Sound Bites -- Daniel Radcliffe, Joshua Jackson, Emily Blunt, Brandi Glanville, Orlando Bloom, Gigi Hadid 
Page 62: Horoscope -- Aries Ewan McGregor 
Page 64: By the Numbers -- Ashley Benson
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Who helped you recover or did you do it alone?
I tried to go cold turkey solo but fuck it was bad.
So, Vell took me in and from there Saoirse helped and I believe Tolya helped a little too but it was mainly Vell.
I owe them so much, without that initial effort I'd probably still be popping Vics like tic tacs.
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Harvestfest in full swing!
Declan’s favorite holiday, Harvestfest went off without a hitch. In attendance this year were his family, little sister Catherine, as well as Sean and Annabeth O’Brien, Saoirse’s relatives. Her parents spurned their invitation, but the loss would be theirs once Saoirse finished the Grand Turkey dinner.
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I decided to quit social networks for a bit a couple days ago. You know, cold turkey, just jump right into the delete botton to desinstall the app from my phone. Cold turkey. What does that even mean? Me, alone, eating a sandwich I just made up from tofurkey ham and organic white bread, having breakfast at three pm? Leftovers from another life? I remember this feeling I used to have back when MSN messenger was a thing, you know, and the telephone landline was used for internet as well and it was a luxury to spend a minute online. I craved the sensation of seeing the green light: someone you will never talk to has just connected. But they might look at your green light and feel the same thrill. Worst case scenario: you might talk to them but they might just leave the conversation after the protocol “fine and you?”, never to return again. But you did it! Good for you! Crippling anxiety: 0 / You: 1
Once, when I was in eight grade, a group of girls offered to help me with this crush I had. Believe me, at the time I had no idea there was nothing to be done, that just a few months after that episode I would end up playing some weird version of Cyrano, helping him write a letter to his soon to be girlfriend. I still had hope. For what? I have no idea. Today I still have no idea what I wanted. I did not want to be his girlfriend, I was too afraid of that. And I didn't feel I got what it took, whatever that was. I just wanted to be seen, I guess. Isn't it all that we really want? 
I waited, as I was told, and connected at 5PM. They were supposed to tell him something to make him go look for my window and talk to me. It was a story with many flaws I, as a writer, never properly reviewed. I tend to be foolish and fill in the blanks. What were they going to tell him so he would talk to me? Just ‘hey, talk to her’ or 'that poor girl has a crush on you’ or ‘we have a test comming up and she is the one who knows about this crap'. I was the one who knew. I was an asset but I was, also, as I have always been, a liability. They might as well have done a movie about a nerd character like mine, it would have been a coming of age hit, like Booksmart. If it is not too late, I'd like to be played by Elle Fanning and change certain details.
Flash forward to the present and it is me who is laughing at myself. Elle looks herself in the mirror with her perfect face. Wait. It can't be Elle Fanning. It would have to be Saoirse Ronan, but Gerwig already took her. A young Scarlett Johanson (from Ghost World, that one, and please leave me with my scrap of selfsteem) looks at herself in the mirror. She is twenty-something now and she is still waiting for answers in form of digital feedback. She has been crying, red-eyes but no dramatic make-up. She goes to the kitchen. She has not eaten in two days  anything but a milkshake but she can handle it, this is fiction and she will still look gorgeous. She swallows some pills (don't worry, they are the good kind, or so they say). 
There is something about loneliness they never tell us. They say we are isolating ourselves with all the screens and all the likes and so on and so on but they do not tell us that other bridges have been long burnt before this. This is just a different stage for the same old play: persona means mask, and it might as well mean blind. We walk in not knowing but building. They never tell us that is the drill. It is not about honesty, it is about choosing the correct words at the correct times. We do not want to see it all. We have always prefered the comfort.
Young Scarlett is about to learn this. She is about to learn that she wants to install Instagram again and better pretend to have a connection with so many people she cannot reach than to choke at the need to reach the ones who are close. She wants to be seen, desired, understood, heard. There is no room for that in her real life. There is no room for studying carefully the correct face angle or a cute image. The rawness of sadness is too uncomfortable. Her will to both push away and drag closer can not be reconciled in anything but a distant photo with enough visits and coments, or a funny video. Young Scarlett is looking for the ilusion, as so are we all. Contact is too heavy. Truth: people have their own lives and if you want a part in them this is an easy way to fit in. 
Back in eight grade I arrived the next day and all the girls who had repetedly asked for my help on almost every acedemic subject were laughing at me. They knew I had been waiting and I had spent all the time I was allowed to be in the computer there, in silence. I decided I would never do that anymore. So I went the other way around and over-talked, over-appeared, over-laughed, went all the way over-board. Always. If I was going to be ridiculous it had to be on my terms, and I would be able to choose when to be laugh at and when to cry.
Cold turkey is translated as instant abstinence. No transition, no negotiation. All gone. Young Scarlett lives her life on that edge. She goes all in all the time. All out. All the drama, all the danger. After all, she is a fictional character and she can afford it. Even if she makes a fool of herself she will be iconic and represent all the underdogs ever deceived by the ilusion of being liked.
But deep inside the fear is other. What I know, and Young Scarlett ignores, is that the void of this specific feeling comes from memory: it has been growing there for years and years, fed on the same words, looking for the same reactions. There is no social network erasure that can mesure up to the need to repeat the same story, dear Scarlett. You are like this because you want it, deep inside you want it: the drill and the drain. Deep inside the fiction of that damage is better than a screen, white, and nowhere else to go.
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