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[angelsdvsts]

new muses alert ! give this a if u want a ♡ starter from any of them !

sylvie davino - olivia rodrigo ; early-twenties; nepo baby yazmin nidez - leah kateb ; mid-twenties; fashion influencer lilac acosta - isabelle mathers ; mid-twenties; model/youtuber leah wang - amberly yang ; mid-twenties; pr manager stephanie ortiz - nikki rodriguez ; early-twenties; veterinary assistant (test) ivy prescott - gracie abrams ; mid-twenties; artist (test) neveah williamson - ryan destiny ; late-twenties; hip-hop dancer/instructor (test) rosetta perez - priscilla quintana ; early-thirties; high school counselor (test) marco rossi - antonio cipriano ; early/mid-twenties; filmmaker ashton maddox - robert rausch ; mid-twenties; wildlife biologist jax smith - brayden bradshaw ; mid/late-twenties; twitch streamer diego fernandez - aron piper ; late-twenties; son of the mafia jevoni harris - keith powers ; mid/late-twenties; journalist (test) ezra whitlock - paul mescal ; late-twenties; con-artist/hacker (test) oliver bennani - emilio sakraya ; late-twenties; street fighter/boxer (test) gabriel gariner - lucas bravo ; mid-thirties; sous chef (test)

[stagefoureddiediaz]

Oliver busy posting pictures of his muse again I see 👀👀👀

[unabashegirl]

Enticing 48 — CEO

Harry, a young billionaire and CEO, is stern and private, especially about his newborn son, Oliver. When Y/N becomes his new nanny after the previous one quits, everything changes as her caring nature stirs unexpected feelings between them. As they grow closer, questions arise: Will they act on their feelings? Will Harry’s girlfriend accept their bond? And what about Oliver's mother—where is she, and how will she fit into the picture?

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Y/N's eyes frantically traversed the black lettering on the PDF, an attachment to the email from her physician, with Harry leaning in closely over her shoulder. The words seemed to blur together, the medical terminology forming a language she struggled to decipher. Scroll by scroll, she ventured through the results until her eyes widened, and the weight of the revelation made her hands tremble, prompting her to clutch the phone against her chest.

"What?" Harry questioned, his concern evident as she blocked her phone. "What is it, love?" he pressed, observing the emotions playing out in her glistening eyes. Without hesitation, he gently took the phone from her grasp, his eyes scanning the results.

"We're having a girl," he whispered, his voice a mix of disbelief and wonder as he absorbed the implications of the genetic testing. The nerves he felt weren't just the typical anxiety of impending parenthood; they were layered with the complexities of his own tumultuous relationship with his father. Having Oliver had been a daunting experience, but the prospect of raising a daughter felt like uncharted territory, stirring a blend of excitement and trepidation within him.

Anger wasn't Harry's immediate response; instead, he sat in profound silence, contemplating the profound shift this news brought. Y/N, sensing his internal turbulence, gently broached the unspoken question.

"Are you angry?" she asked, her voice a delicate thread weaving through the room. The uncharted territory of raising a daughter seemed to hover in the air, and Harry, grappling with the weight of it all, finally found his voice.

A wave of joy began to replace the initial shock on Harry's face. Excitement sparkled in his eyes, and a radiant smile emerged, illuminating his features. "A girl," he repeated, this time with a newfound enthusiasm. "A little princess, huh?" The weight of the unknown seemed to lift as he looked at Y/N.

Y/N's concern softened into a smile as she saw Harry's genuine happiness. "You're not upset?" she asked, searching his eyes for confirmation.

Harry placing a tender kiss on her forehead taking her by surprise. "No, not at all. I'm over the moon, lovie. Just needed a moment to let it sink in."

As the gravity of the news settled, they found themselves wrapped in each other's arms, a shared warmth and anticipation replacing any lingering uncertainty. The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a comforting ambiance as they settled on the bed, Harry's arms securely around Y/N.

"What do you think she'll be like?" Y/N mused, her fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on Harry's chest.

"Knowing she's ours, she's going to be brilliant," Harry said, a dreamy quality in his voice. "Smart, kind, and probably a bit stubborn, taking after her mum."

Y/N chuckled, playfully nudging him. "You think so?"

"I know so," he affirmed, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of her head.

In the cocoon of their shared excitement, they decided to embrace the moment. Harry grabbed the remote, pulling up a list of movies they had been meaning to watch. They settled on a comforting classic, wrapped up in blankets, as the glow of the TV illuminated their joy-filled faces.

With the weight of the news replaced by the warmth of their love, they spent the evening lost in the magic of the movie, already dreaming of the adventures that awaited them with their little girl.

The room was immersed in the soft glow of the moonlight as Y/N gently shook Harry awake. His eyes fluttered open, momentarily disoriented, and his heart raced with concern. "What happened? Is everything okay with the baby?" he asked in a hushed tone, immediately reaching for her belly.

Y/N stifled a laugh, her hand resting on top of his. "No, no, everything's fine. The baby's doing great." She could see the relief washing over Harry as he sighed, the worry lines on his forehead smoothing out.

"Then why did you wake me up?" he asked, still half-asleep but attentive.

She hesitated for a moment, chewing on her lower lip nervously. "I, um, I have a craving."

Harry blinked, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "A craving? At this hour?"

Y/N nodded, her cheeks tinted pink. "Yeah. It's a bit embarrassing, but I really, really want candy burgers."

"Candy burgers?" Harry repeated, a bemused smile forming on his lips. "You woke me up in the middle of the night for candy burgers?"

She nodded sheepishly. "I know, it's silly. But I can't stop thinking about them, and I thought if I didn't get them now, I might not be able to sleep."

Harry couldn't help but chuckle, the initial shock of being abruptly woken up giving way to amusement. "Candy burgers, huh? I don’t even know what candy burgers are?”

“Well, the buns are rice krispies, the patty is a reese's cup, with caramel drizzle like ketchup, the tomatoes are strawberries and the pickles are green gummy worms” she confessed, her cheeks warming with embarrassment. “They have to be green and not the sour kind”.  Harry, with a bemused expression, took in her explanation and couldn't help but find the idea amusing.

“Well, I suppose we need to keep our little one happy." He swung his legs out of bed, rubbing his eyes as he stood up. "Let's go get you some candy burgers, then." He spoke as he looked for a pair of joggers since he needed to head to the store for the ingredients.

The grocery store was bathed in the soft hum of fluorescent lights as Harry and Y/N strolled hand in hand through the aisles. Their journey had a specific destination tonight—the candy aisle. As they approached the colorful shelves filled with an array of sweets, Y/N's eyes sparkled with anticipation. "Alright, we need marshmallows, gummy candies, and anything else that screams candy burgers," she proclaimed, a playful grin on her face. Harry chuckled, finding the whole adventure amusing.

As they perused the candy section, Harry couldn't help but express his amazement. "You woke me up for candy burgers? I thought something was wrong," he admitted, his brows furrowed in mock concern. Y/N laughed, her voice echoing through the aisle.

"Harry, this is just a pregnancy craving. Get ready; you're in for a lot more sleepless nights and unexpected food runs," she teased, gently patting her baby bump. Harry raised an eyebrow, feigning shock.

"More of these midnight escapades?" he questioned, to which Y/N nodded with a mischievous smile. "It's all part of the journey, love," she reassured him, savoring the sweetness of the moment and the prospect of the candy burgers awaiting them at home.

Harry and Y/N turned the corner, the excitement of their candy burger quest lingering in the air, only to be met with an unexpected sight. There, standing in the grocery store, was Valeria, Harry's notorious ex-girlfriend. Dressed in a very short party dress and high heels, she clutched two bottles of hard tequila, her appearance revealing a Tuesday night of revelry. Valeria's eyes widened as she spotted Harry and Y/N, and a sly smile curved on her lips. It was a scene out of an awkward encounter.

"Harry, darling, long time no see," Valeria purred, feigning surprise. Her voice carried a note of mischief as she eyed Y/N from head to toe. Harry's grip on Y/N's hand tightened instinctively. "Valeria," he acknowledged, his tone reserved. Y/N tried to maintain composure, offering a polite smile despite the uneasy feeling settling in her stomach. Valeria's gaze lingered on Y/N, a subtle challenge underlying her expression.

"What brings you two lovebirds to this charming late-night rendezvous?" Valeria teased, the sarcasm evident in her voice. Harry cleared his throat, his response measured. "Just grabbing a few things," he replied, avoiding eye contact. Valeria chuckled, her laughter carrying a hint of mockery. "Well, don't let me keep you. Enjoy your... groceries," she quipped, the air thick with tension Valeria, pretending to be engrossed in the liquor aisle, subtly observed Y/N through the unzipped sweater she wore. The realization hit her like a sudden jolt — Y/N was pregnant. A mix of shock, jealousy, and resentment flickered across Valeria's face as she grappled with the unexpected revelation. Her plans to disturb Harry and Y/N's peaceful night with her presence took an unexpected turn.

Unable to contain her surprise, Valeria momentarily forgot about the bottles of tequila she clutched. Her eyes widened, fixated on Y/N's baby bump. The jealousy that surged within her was palpable. Her thoughts raced, contemplating how Harry had moved on, creating a family with someone else. A wave of bitterness washed over her, and she found herself caught between the desire to hide her emotions and the envy that fueled them.

[tommykinard6]

You know what I think is absolutely precious about the kiss scene?

How when Tommy is opening up about being jealous, letting Buck into his insecurity, it’s the first time we’ve seen him falter since he came back. He scoffs and shakes his head when Buck tells him about how he was a part of the team, avoiding his eyes. He’s come so far, but there’ll always be that little part of him that wavers.

You know what it makes me think of?

Hen Begins.

And I’ll tell you why.

Remember asshole captain saying how Hen was a diversity hire?

Remember how Tommy had walked up to the railing with a big smile and it falling after the asshole spoke? Eyes going back and forth between them.

Remember him hugging himself during her speech?

In both cases, he was deeply unsure of his place. Hen was taking vitriol that could’ve been directed at him too and it wasn’t but he still felt its impact because it could’ve been. He was afraid and he was insecure.

In Buck’s loft, even though Tommy’s gotten a lot better and kinder with himself, he was openly admitting to feeling out of place and he’d never had someone accept him as easily into a family as Buck did in that moment.

Which makes his little surprised, “Yeah?” All that more special to me.

[tevanactually]

Tommy helps Buck babysit Jee-yun and they have a princess tea party together, these 2 big burly men sitting on the floor with little Jee and her plushies, holding tiny plastic tea cups in their hands with their pinkies up and singing songs together

❤️🥹🫖

[blazinghotfoggynights]

Before August 2, 2024:

Buck and Eddie have amazing chemistry. Oliver and Ryan make it seem so natural. The RPF is fun, but nah.

August 2, 2024

Sooooo...are Buck and Eddie just Oliver and Ryan coming through on the screen? Is Buddie just those two bleeding through into their characters? Is Ryliver just Buddie coming to life?

Are we in a weird version of the Sims?

So many questions.

I've never shipped real people. I've never been into RPF. (I have never judged those who are. I am saying I was not.) I know people can be extremely close and be totally platonic.

None of that explains whatever TF those two have going on.

Today? I immediately saw the posts and was like:

If anyone has a compelling hetero, platonic explanation for Eddie/Buck and/or Oliver/Ryan, feel free to share. Because when people who never saw it start raising eyebrows...

[callmesel]

I'm having this daydream of another Perciver AU and it's in like the Renaissance or something like that and Oliver is like a painter and Percy is his muse.

I can stop having this idea of an illustration where there is like a majestic painting of Percy with a dramatic light and Oliver standing infront of it looking unsatisfied with it because it doesn't make it justice to Percy's memory, or something like that.

Something like that, (is a quick sketch of the idea)

Why is Oliver doing thai gigantic painting of Percy? I don't know

Maybe they were lovers and Percy died and as a way of grieving Oliver is painting his dead lover and being devastated because it's so similar to the original but not quite the same. And the idea of forgetting how he looks like is killing him inside because he knows that each time he does a painting is more and more different.

Or maybe Percy was just a normal peasant that Oliver saw on the street but his beauty make Oliver obsessed with him and can't stop painting him with the hope of seeing him again. And his portraits of Percy are super famous and then Percy sees them and contacts Oliver to talk about that because, wtf his face is everywhere in the galleries and he is starting to get recognise in his work place and they slowly start to fall for each other and spend a lot of time together but everybody thinks is just that Percy is Oliver's muse and that is why they spend so much time with each other. But actually they are secretly a couple.

Or maybe I'm just crazy. And maybe i might do this concept but I have already so many wip that I can have any more...

Edit: i coloured the quick sketch and now I want more😔

Oliver is really ugly in here but Percy is the focus!! Even the shadows are pointing at his face

[suleikazuleika]

Reading Gotham Academy and picking We Are Robin back up. (I got distracted by other fandoms for a bit.) I also recently finished Whistle.

Okay, DC Animation, I would kill for an anthology series à la Paranoia Agent focusing on Gotham's civilians. With the Bat family making cameos here and there.

It would be a great opportunity to adapt the extended family's origins (Duke, Stephanie, Cass), while also exploring the lives of those affected by the events in Gotham (Willow Zimmerman, Olive Silverlock).

Maybe an overarching plot is the Robin movement and ends with Duke becoming Signal?

A girl can dream, can't she?

[butcharium]

Please help me help out my beautiful wonderful butch girlfriend!!!

She's missing her goth era, but not how it was tied together with ed and skin bleaching for her, nor the femininity of the scene.

Do you guys have any masculine goth inspo for her?? Like butch, transmasc, even men (but ideally more masculine ones).

From what she told me she didn't fit the pale goths, but also the ethnic goth was often too dark as well.

Also she would really appreciate some inspo with fat/sturdy/squat goths and/or curvy but without accentuating the curves with femininity

I know nothing about these things at all (this post contains several words and concepts I've never heard of before now) so I would really appreciate any help (and ofc a photo or inspiration doesn't need to tick all the boxes!)❤️❤️❤️

[uwmspeccoll]

It’s Feral Friday! 

This week we’re taking a look at Taschen: Oliver Payne & Nick Relph. This beautifully designed exhibition catalog was printed by Busch Druck Medien Verlag (Bielefeld, Deutschlan) and published by Kerber Verlag in New York in 2004. It accompanied the exhibition Oliver Payne & Nick Relph, which was presented by the National Museum of Art (Oslo) and the Musee d'Art Moderne (Paris) the same year. Designed by graphic designer and artist Halvor Bodin, the text was authored by Payne & Relph in collaboration with curator Hans Ulrich Obrist, Andrea Kroknes (Senior Curator of the National Museum), and Sune Nordgren (director of the National Museum at the time).  

Oliver Payne & Nick Relph are a British artist duo who internationally exhibited film, video, & installation works from 1999 until 2009. Their practice grappled with themes of cultural identity, subcultures (such as skater, gaming, and DIY cultures), and corporate imperialism. This publication is particularly interesting within the context of our collection because it juxtaposes the design language of Fine Press movement forerunners like the Kelmscott Press with the lo-fi aesthetics of early internet & DIY culture and advertising, bringing the principles of the Arts & Crafts movement into critical conversation with the aesthetic and cultural landscape of our time.

In their early video work Driftwood (a "psycho-geographical tour of London"), Payne & Relph call to 'smash the symbols of the Empire in the name of nothing but the heart's longing for grace.' They demonstrate this ethos by gaming information and cataloging systems through their choice of the title Taschen, the moniker of one of the most ubiquitous and celebrated publishers of art books, thereby hacking their way into in a realm where artists working in new media and experimental art were rarely represented.

--Ana, Special Collections Graduate Intern

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[arylleth]

it is a seriuos thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in this broken world.

[buddie911abc]

Smile, Curls, Lips, Eyes

I don't know what it is about him that pulls me in, but he is irresistible. First episode of 911, I was like, "Never in a million years. He's such an a$$." As soon as his character makes a turn toward change, I was gone. I thought that I was being shallow and too forgiving of the character, and that line from Shakespeare stuck with me.

"Trespass sweetly urged. Give me my sin again."

Good Lord, yes. Give me my sin again.

Wait. I bet Season 8 Eddie is going to be thinking that about Buck. Woot, woot.

[tommykinard6]

Petting my cat and thinking about how Tommy is pulled to Evan Buckley, as if someone attached a magnet to him.

Thinking about how Tommy craves everything about Evan. His buoyant energy and rambling facts and smile that could rival the sun itself. His long, strong arms that pull Tommy close. Evan likes to joke about how he’d never had a partner larger than him before, but Tommy finds that he’s never had a partner that could make him feel so small and safe.

Thinking about how Tommy’s never felt safe before and he didn’t even know it until Evan wrapped his arms around him and tucked his chin over his shoulder.

Thinking about how Evan Buckley is the sun and Tommy is a planet trapped in his gravitational pull. Evan is the sun and Tommy is a sunflower, turning towards his warmth and light.

Thinking about Tommy’s bad days, the ones we all have, where he can’t bring himself out of bed. Where the darkness gets overwhelming. And Evan brings the sun to him in the form of his gentle smile and soft touch, in food and extra blankets and a warm embrace.

Thinking about how Tommy has vowed to keep his sun from ever losing its light. Because without Evan, Tommy would lose his world.

[bigdumbbambieyes]

pinot noir poured into Oliver’s mouth until it overflows, little red rivers trailing down his chin and chest, staining everything it touches

like Felix’s lips as they kiss

drowning Oliver in the expensive wine, telling him it’ll take him years to pay him back for it, grinning so wickedly as he does

delighting in how helpless Oliver is, how Oliver will be his forever

[whskyneat]

open to anyone ! muse: oliver vanderbilt . mid twenties . professional hockey player . bisexual . @indiestarter

"WE can't be friends," Oliver points out, hand waving between them. "But I'd like to just pretend."

[callmesel]

Okay, so remember the Artist x Muse AU i talked about yesterday?

Well, I had a dream last night (again) with another plot for this AU and it involves Ron.

The dream was that Ron wants to be an artist but he had just done portraits of his siblings. Luckily for him, he is friends with one of the most influential person in the country, aka Harry, so he has the opportunity to see one of the most famous artist of the time, aka Oliver.

So now Ron is in Oliver's door asking if Oliver could take him as his pupil. Oliver is looking at his work with the portraits of his siblings and there is one that cough his attention, as you can imagine, is Percy.

Then the dream goes on with Ron learning from Oliver until Ron doesn't need supervision or something like that, but at the same time Oliver keeps that portrait of Percy and starts to analyse it. It's pretty but is not very well done. It lacks detail while the other paintings are very well done, they look a live. While Percy's has a very stiff face and posture, unnatural even.

Oliver wanted to know why he was the exception so one of his classes with Ron he ask him if he could bring the man in the portrait with him so they can paint him because his was the only one that was kind of bad. Ron looked kind of uncomfortable but he accepts.

When Percy comes Oliver is like wow, he is prettier in person.

So this lecture is Oliver helping Ron to get the proportions right and the details of his freckles and the blue of his eyes. How his hair looks like flames under the sun and how pale his skins looks. And now Oliver is mesmerize by him.

They finish the lecture and in the next classes Oliver ask Percy come again but this time is a night lesson of how the different textures look under the moon and Oliver is just in love with how beautiful he looks. Is like he glows and -insert another romantic descriptions for this man-

He wants to call Percy over more but he know that he can't because his brother is just there and he will notice his obsession with him and that is not good. Also because Ron has to learn more about other types of skin and face structure.

So he ask Percy to model for him outside of his classes with Ron and slowly Oliver can't think of painting anything else but Percy.

Every project, every artwork, is him and even when he has a comission he mamages to sneak Percy into it and no one seems to notice so he doesn't think to mucho of it.

Then one of his artworks is sold to a gallery and is Percy wearing a white gown under the moonlight looking quite angelic.

Oliver has asked Percy if he wanted to remain anonymous and Percy said yes so noone except Oliver and Percy's relatives knew who the model of the painting was.

With time Oliver and Percy slowly fall in love but they are discovered and persecuted for being homosexuals. They burned Oliver paintings, leaving just a few hidden away but their friends.

Years later they are rediscovered and put in a museum. Letters and journals of their story are spread worldwide.

One of the most famous paintings is one that Ron made, is Oliver and Percy dancing under the moonlight even though there was a mob of people going after them. They were happy with each other and they didn't care what the rest of them thought.

In the modern day, a young couple looked at that same painting. Both being a replica of that same couple. They look at each other and smile.

Then there is a scene where you see them leaving and is them once again reunited, in a different time, happy with each other.

And supposedly is their souls that found each other once again and they are soulmates and stuff like that.

I know that I'm my dream there was like a big plot twist between the first painting and their death but I can't remember so, idk

But I keep having theses dreams of them in different situations that I can't get out of my head.