#isabella ware

[highheelsandtattoomachines]

HH&TM Hottie of the Week, 2024 week 16:

Isabella Ware

IG: tinytattedhuman

[scenesandscreens]

Good Luck to You, Leo Grande (2022)

Director - Sophie Hyde, Cinematography - Bryan Mason

"You know, one thing I love, Nancy, is just to watch someone's face when they feel pleasure."

[bonniehooper]

Top Picks of 2023

My Top 20 Favorite Movies - #18: Good Luck to You, Leo Grande

Running Time: 97 Minutes

Released: June 17th, 2022

Watched It: December 2022

[curiousb]

The Bingley Family Album: Volume XI

Youngest boy Nathan's main concern at the moment is his image.

Older brother Samuel, however, has much more on his plate. He has just become the proud proprietor of Merybury's first Sim-owned business: Bingley's Supermarket.

The customers are starting to roll in.

Being a business owner seems to require a lot of schmoozing.

Thankfully, Friendly, Social Butterfly Samuel is a natural!

He's not quite so quick at picking up some of the other aspects of running a shop, such as restocking. Thanks to the opening-day deal on Cap'n Crunch cereal, boxes are absolutely flying off the shelves, and he can barely keep pace with demand!

His first sale! (He's going to have to find a way to stop browsers wandering behind the till to peruse his wares.)

It's been a long day, but a good one, and it seems he's found some purpose in life at last.

Meanwhile, back at home, his wife Isabella is also looking forward to a new challenge.

[lokiandbuckysdoll]

Can I get one where Loki is comforting avenger reader because she went to visit her family and they made her feel horrible about herself (she has wider hips and thicker thighs. She also has scars from previous attacks) she asks Loki if she is bothering him with her existence and he hugs her and tells her that he loves her and that she is strong. Something along those lines?

 Thank you anon for sending this in! I hope you enjoy it!💗

Paring: Avenger!Loki x Avenger!Reader 

Word count: 1,631

Dividers: @silkholland

Warnings: Thick thighs and wider hips reader! (not a waring but i didn’t want to want to tag it plus size reader or a thick/curvy reader fic  and end up upsetting or offend people if i use the wrong tag!!!)  toxic/mean family members, Mean comments made about readers body, mention and talks about scars, blood(brief mention when talking about scars) angst, Fluff.

*If I missed something please let me know!*  

All day Loki could sense something was wrong, it started when you told him you'd be visiting your family. Loki didn’t know much about your family, you didn't know much about his either; besides Thor, Frigga, and Odin. After all, he was lied to about who he truly was growing up. He could see why the topic of your family or his was never really a decision for the both of you, aside from knowing the names of parents and siblings' names. 

From what he did know though, he could pick together that your family wasn’t too kind to you about your job. You loved being an Avenger, sure you did not have super soldier serum, or were an ex-assassin. You were very talented though in the weapons department as well as in hands-on combat 

So upon arriving at your family's house you felt that anxiousness begin to build up inside. You took a deep breath before opening the door to cross the threshold. As soon as your family saw you it was like a wave of questions had begun. 

Nothing less you tried your best to answer each one until it got to the questions you knew were coming and dreaded. 

" You look different, are you eating less? Dieting?' 

" Did your hips grow more?" 

" Why are thighs still thick?"  

Hearing these words didn't affect you as much, you were used to their comments about your body. Ever since you hit puppetry and notice that your hips were wider and had thicker thighs than your cousins and peers around you.  

It was your cousins Lisa and Isabella to be the ones to make you feel insecure. 

" I'll say I'm still surprised they still have you helping them on their missions," Lisa spoke as she took a sip of wine.   

" Right! with your shape I thought they may be switching you to a different type of job. Especially with all the scars you have. You must not be that good on the field." Your other cousin Isabella butted in laughing at the end as she and Lisa agreed. 

" How many Scars do you even have now Y/N? I can see some aren't all that pleasant.... looking" she had a grimace expression. 

Lisa was specifically talking about one of your most visible scars that you were insecure about. Your collarbone had a slash scar going down to your mid-arm. You had gained this one from an enemy attacking you on a mission, lucky you were quick to Disarm him and take him down. However, his attack left a not-so-pretty scar.  

Isabella was quick to put her input to your scars as well. 

" Scars aren't sexy at all Y/N, if you want Captain America to look your way or other agents then try to cover up a bit" Her hand gestured to the outfit that was showing another scar of yours. She gave you a small smile before turning around with Lisa as they went to mingle with other family members. 

After hearing their comments about your scar, you decided you had to leave your family's house. The scar Isabella was talking about was probably one of the most memorable missions you had.  

 You were on a mission paired with Loki, While Steve and Thor were on the South Side, and Bucky and Sam were on the north side of the hydra Facility. 

This mission was already sketchy upon entering the facility, Loki had a very bad feeling about it and so did you. Nothing less the both of you did what you had to do until you heard Bucky yelling in the coms that hydra agents were on their way to you. 

Before you and Loki could respond you heard the door being broken down, both of you took shelter pulling out weapons. The two of you we're fighting your way out through the agents. As you make your way into the hallway an explosive went off. 

If things couldn't get any worse you were the one closer to the explosive, as it went off it sent you flying. Once you gain consciousness again you could tell you and Loki have been separated. You were trapped on the other side of the ruble with only one way out. You heard a groan and turn around to find 2 Hydra agents stuck with you as well. 

You quickly leap into action taking one out but the second one caught you by surprise and shot you in your abdomen. You made the mistake of looking down at your wound because the agent took it as an opportunity to pull out his knife and struck you where the bullet had gone in. Slicing the blade further down until it reaches your hip bone. 

At this moment you truly felt like this was it was the last time you would fight. You felt your body grow weaker as the loss of blood. Before you could let your thoughts take you, you tried hard to fight off the agent.  

Right when he was about to go for a second stab, the agent in front of you collapsed. Only when he fell you could see that Loki's daggers were in his back. You look up to lock eyes with him and that was the last thing you saw before your eyes closed and you collapsed.

You were so deep in your thoughts that you didn't realize you had made it back to yours and Loki’s shared apartment until you had parked the car. 

 Drawing yourself out of the memory you took a deep breath to compose the tears already starting to set. 

As soon as the front door opened Loki was quick to greet you have the same sense of things being not good. 

His expression grew worried upon seeing your watery eyes. He was quick to pull you into a hug. His body warmth makes you slightly calmer. 

You eagerly return the hug holding him tight and gripping his shirt as if he were to leave and go away at any moment. His large rubbed up and down your back.  

 He let you cry until your cries turned into sniffles, and those turned into hiccups. When he pulled back to look at you he knew that you were stuck in your head. 

“ I- then-” you tried to talk but couldn’t form words. 

“It’s alright I got you, darling, your safe” his hand came up and cupped your face. You nuzzled into his touch. 

“May I?” He asked softly. You knew what he was asking and you simply nodded.  

He placed his forehead against yours and began to read your thoughts and look at the memories for the day. This is one of the things you loved about Loki. When you weren’t in the perfect headspace he’d always find a way to comfort you. 

When he saw what you had to go through today a frown appeared on his beautiful face. Even with your eyes closed, you could feel his emotions through the bond. 

“ I’m sorry” you spoke quietly and pulled yourself away from his touch altogether as you moved to the bedroom.  

He was quick to follow. “ Darling, why do you feel the need to apologize to me?” his soft was soft laced with nothing but concern.  

You turn around to meet his eyes and the strength you had to not let your true feelings show finally breaks. 

“ Because” you paused to breathe. “ Because I bother you with my existence and you deserve someone so much better than me. Someone strong and not weak like me with my problems.” your eyes were filled with tears by the end of your sentence.    

“ My love, your existence does not bother me one bit if anything. Your existence is the reason why I stay on Midgard without you here I serve no true purpose.” Loki moved to stand directly in front of you. His hand lifted your gaze to his, his eyes held nothing but love and devotion for you.  

You went to open your mouth to protest, yet he shushed you. 

“ I love you more than anything in all the 9 realms, there's nothing I won’t do to protect you. Your family may not see the beauty you have that I do” He cupped your face once again bringing you closer until your lips nearly touched.  

You looked up into his eyes and then to his lips before speaking. 

“ What’s my beauty?” you whisper against his lips before he closed the distance and places a delicate kiss on your lips. 

“Everything my love, from the way you laugh at Steve's, not so funny jokes, to the way you look breathtakingly beautiful when I have you naked underneath me ” his hand moves to trace the two most visible scars. 

“ Theses” he touches your scars “ are simply a reminder of how strong of a fighter you are. The day you received this one” he touched the scar on your abdomen. 

“ I thought I’d lose you forever, I thought I never get to express to you how deep my desire and enamored was for you, my love.”  

He pulled you into a kiss once more. 

“ Since you've been around I smile a lot more than I used to. Please never doubt your existence again nor talk badly about yourself. You are the Light in my dark life” he placed his forehead Against yours and held you tight.  

A small silence fell between the two of you as you had tears in the corners of your eyes. The love Loki had for you is deeper than anything you've ever experienced in this lifetime. There truly wasn't anything he wouldn't do to make you happy. 

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[kwebtv]

From the Golden Age of Television

Wuthering Heights - CBS - October 30, 1950

A Presentation of "Westingthouse Studio One" Season 3 Episode 10

Drama

Running Time: 60 minutes

Stars:

Charlton Heston as Heathcliff

Mary Sinclair as Catherine Earnshaw Linton

Richard Waring as Hindley Earnshaw

June Dayton as Isabella Linton

Lloyd Bochner as Edgar Linton

Una O'Connor as Nelly Dean

[une-sanz-pluis]

Henry Bolingbroke may have recalled his own childhood when he made plans for the education of his own children. By his first wife, Mary Bohun, whom he had married in 1380 or 1381, Henry had four sons and two daughters: first, Henry (born about 1387), prince of Wales, who became Henry V; secondly, Thomas, duke of Clarence; thirdly, John, made duke of Bedford in 1414, and fourthly, Humphrey, made duke of Gloucester in 1414. His daughters were first Blanche (born 1392) and secondly Philippa (born 1393 or 1394).

These children seem to have been educated privately in their own homes or in those of their father's relations, friends and servants. A series of Duchy of Lancaster wardrobe and household accounts for the period 1387 to 1398 gives us detailed information concerning the nurses, governesses and tutors responsible for the children's education. The accounts tell us a considerable amount about the nurses in the household and show that although some of the children 'shared' nurses, on the whole they had their own nurses, a practice common in royal and noble households. Agnes and Juliana Rokster are names repeatedly associated with the young John and Humphrey and may possibly have served as their cradle rockers or berceresse. In 1388 it appears that the midwife, Joanna Waring, who attended Mary Bohun at the birth of her second son, Thomas, was also the nurse of the young Henry. She was granted an annuity of forty shillings in 1391 and was still in the household in 1396. The other sons also had their own special nurses. Humphrey's nurse, Margaret, appears in an account of 1393-4, while Joanna Donnesinore, granted an annuity of forty shillings, is described as the nurse of Thomas and John in 1392. The daughters were also well provided with nurses. Blanche had two: one, who received a gift of cloth in 1392 and was named Matilda in an account of 1395-6, served also as Philippa's nurse; the other, Isabella Stanes, received a gift of £10 in August 1394. Apart from the evidence about nurses, we know that Mary Hervy served as the governess of the young children. On 10 December 1393, she is termed the 'magistrissa iuvenum dominorum' and in another document of the same year as 'maistresse a nos enfantz'. We also have details of the tutors of young Humphrey, Thomas Epston or Epirston, described, in 1397 as the 'informator' of his seven year old pupil, and Thomas Rothwell at Easter 1399 when a salary of 13s 4d was granted to 'Thome Rothewell informanti predictum Humfridum'. This rate of pay does not suggest a high position in the household hierarchy. The children were not always receiving their education in their father's household. The younger children, Humphrey, Blanche and Philippa were often at Eaton Tregose in Herefordshire with their father's chamberlain, Sir Hugh Waterton, who had been responsible for Bolingbroke's own upbringing twenty years earlier. In 1397 there are several references to John in the household of Margaret Marshal, duchess of Norfolk, and in June of that year, Henry is described as 'existenti in domo domini ducis Lancastriae' so he was clearly spending time with his grandfather, John of Gaunt. It is all the more interesting that these records survive, as the household of Henry Bolingbroke in the 1390s is likely to have been typical of many noble households; there was, of course, no question at that time that Henry's children were receiving the special treatment reserved for the heirs to the throne.

Elizabeth Gue, The Education and Literary Interests of the English Lay Nobility, c.1150 - c.1450 (PhD thesis, 1983)

[yukizaldi]

Chapter I: An Encounter

Warnings: angst, mention of death, car falls into the sea, and depictions of drowning

A/n: The content above may be unsuitable for younger readers. Reader’s discretion is strongly advised.

Elena’s pov

I began collecting human things ever since my first wreck. There are some that are jewelry, others are old dish ware that may be used again just as long as it is cleaned. Many others are ancient objects in the ship. It’s very interesting to me for some reason. Sure, the Ocean understands that we may need new dish ware each time we move around the world; She believes it’s a good idea.

We’ve been in the shores of Manchester for over two decades. We love the sights of it. Me, Macy, and Isabella. Macy joined about 20 years ago, Isabella’s entrance was 10 years ago. Of course I had shown them the perks and stuff. I’ve served for 80 years so far. The girls were fresh from the oven, as people say. My Sisters, the Ocean calls them, are stuck with me until their time as a siren, which is up to 100 years, are up.

I had returned from my swim with the fresh dish ware and other things I collected from the shipwreck. Macy is waiting for me at the sliding door leading to the docks that are close to the house.

“Anything new?”

“Well,” I say. “I found fresh new dish ware since the old ones I accidentally dropped yesterday fell. And fresh new jewelry that needs washing.” Every piece of jewelry found I have to wash due to all the algae or other particles found in them. If we want them to be worn, that is.

We sit by the dock as we watch the sun rise over the horizon. I always tend to wake up early to go hunt for human treasures whenever I feel like doing so. We sirens have night vision, so at nighttime we can swim around freely as long as we’re careful for anything blocking us or danger. Macy has her cup of coffee with her.

“So, any ideas on what you want to do today?” I ask.

“Do you feel like clubbing? Because I do.” She says.

“Is Isa coming?”

“Yeah. Do you wanna go?”

“Not really. I’m still trying to process the last sinking that scared me. I even had a nightmare about it even. Can’t falll asleep after.”

“Fair enough, even though we sirens don’t need sleep.”

“What’s going on?” Isa joins us on the dock.

“What do y’all wanna do later on?” I ask.

“We should visit Saoirse,” Macy says. “We can make a pie or maybe something new. I wanna learn new recipes!”

“Sounds good.”

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After coffee, we dash back to the docks and jump in the water.

The Ocean greets us as our siren dresses form. Each are created by her with sand and specks of coral from reefs and pearls from the clams. I notice She seems concerned about me.

You must be sad, Elena. She can tell by my emotions I hide all the time.

It was devastating. The last sinking. That man should have at least say goodbye to his wife and children. I admit.

We’re seeing Saoirse and we’re gonna bake some pies! Macy exclaims. I think I also want to make a new recipe too.

Sounds interesting.

We arrive at Saoirse’s small island minutes later. Her house reminds her of her Irish roots. I remember that hint of her accent when we first met, when she, Alma, and Molly saved me that day.

As Isa prepares a new dish, I feel so sad again all of a sudden. Saoirse must have noticed.

“You alright, lass?” She asks.

“The last sinking…” I begin. “It was devastating.”

At this point, I ramble how sad it feels seeing people plummet to their deaths at sea, the fact that any of those people may have family, that my heart breaks every time, and how it hurts witnessing the events. She places a hand on my back.

“It is heartbreaking indeed,” she says. “I remember the first sinking with you. I still remember how much you cried when we got back home. You were holding onto me like a child gripping a blanket. You were so scared that day. Mo stóirín, I understand your pain and sadness, and it’s hard to forget. All the collections you have at the house in Manchester are still there as far as I remember. What do you think these treasures do for you?”

“They brought me comfort for some reason. Could be from me fidgeting them.”

Any new finds can bring comfort in the room. So, when you find new things from your swims, reflect how you think about them firsthand when you find a new treasure.”

“I see now. Saoirse, you’re the best!” I hug her tightly, earning laughter from her.

“Oh lass, you still remind me from when we found the house.”

“New recipe alert!” Macy announces proudly. “I made gnocchi with Alfredo sauce and spinach. Icing on the cake of this dinner coming soon. For now, dig in!”

Macy’s Italian when me and the other found her before Isa. She still remembers the foods from her country that brings her joy and comfort. She is in fact the best cook in the house. Macy had told me how much she wants to be a chef and own a restaurant somewhere in her hometown in Milan. Her cooking is so good!

“This is delicious as always,” Isa says as she tries the gnocchi. “Is this one of the new recipes you’ve been wanting to do?”

“Oh, it is”, Macy replies. “You know how much I love Italy, my glorious home country.”

We laugh along, bake pie, and play a game of Uno. Saoirse is the queen of this game. Nobody can top her off the throne.

We are about to leave when Saoirse pulls me to the side for a moment. “Is there anything else you want to tell me lass?”

“Well,” I begin again. “I saw this boy earlier on my way to the bakery the other day. He’s so handsome. He’s got these dark eyes I can drown in. His hair is so pretty, really curly. And his lips look so kissable. I have no idea how they made a man like that.”

“Oh, mo stóirín. You ought to be careful if you see him again. We don’t want any trouble now don’t we?”

“No.”

I give her a hug. “I’ll see you soon!”

“See ya!”

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“How do I look in this dress?” Macy asks.

“Speaks high volumes of you!” Isa exclaims cheerfully. Isa did her hair so beautifully. As I said to Macy this morning, I don’t feel like going clubbing after the last sinking. So I’m pretty much home alone until their return.

After the girls left to the club , I feel like going for yet another swim, not feeling like collecting more things this time since I already had this morning. I dive into the water, my siren dress forming along with my fin. I watch life grow around me. As a school of fish pass by me, I swim deeper until I see something odd. A car stuck in the bottom.

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Matty’s pov

“Fucking hell,” I throw my phone on the floor. I was gonna marry her. The love of my life.

It feels so fucking lonely now that I lost her in a car accident. I loved her so much. I am now just another lonely man, who nobody will want to have.

My anger and sadness clouds my mind, not realizing I have fallen into the water in my car. I panic, not knowing what to do. It is sinking fast. Water rushes in fast. My head is still above the surface as I steal my last breath of air before I’m completely submerged. I try to unbuckle my seatbelt, but it’s locked in. Jammed, even.

My lungs begin to burn so much from lack of air. With what was left of my strength, I punch the windshield many times as the air escapes my nose, not realizing I’m about to meet my doom. The last punch breaks the glass before I try again to unbuckle. I’m free. I try to swim to the surface, but it’s too late.

My last breath is gone, as I am now accepting my fate. I think of my mates, my family, and all the people I love in this world before everything goes black…

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Elena’s pov

The windshield is broken. The same man from before is peeped out from the broken window. No response. No pulse or anything. I bet the Ocean won’t see that I’m saving someone. I can keep it a secret. I grab the man from the car and drag him to the surface.

There must be a storm that calmed down during my swim before this. I get him close to shore. There’s still no sign of life in him yet. But looking at him, he’s so beautiful. His face, his body covered in specks of ink. Tattoos, I think to myself, recalling those artistic inklings on skins of people I pass by. His fingers are bleeding from the broken glass.

I shake him, seeing if he can wake up. Please be okay, I think as I continue shaking him. What comes out of him is seawater as I watch him cough up a whole amount of it. I see his chest rise and fall rapidly. Semi conscious he is. Seeing that nobody else is around at this beach, and I’m a bit far away from the Ocean, I gently caress him, singing an old mantra Saorise used to sing to me softly.

When you dance, I see the river

When you laugh, I hear the wind go by

When you walk, I see the mountains

When you sleep, I see the endless sky

And I'll love you forever in my mind

And I'll love you until the day I die

Like the moon, you pull me closer

Bathe my body in your lavender skies

Like a sound, you slip away

Leave a shadow of a day gone by

And I'll love you forever in my mind

And I'll love you until the day I die

His eyes open, getting a good glimpse of me before other men arrive at the scene and I have to flee. The last thing I hear before I go back home is “I found him, guys” and “Let’s get him home before he freezes”.

[lovelivengirlparadise]

here's a list of the japanese personal pronouns that N girls use!

mutsuki takamagahara uses 「吾輩」, which is "wagahai"

sachiko tanaka uses 「我」, which is "ware"

hitomi shiga uses 「俺」, which is "ore"

chiduko sakamaki uses 「わたくし」, which is "watakushi" (like dia!)

iruka suda uses 「須田」, which is "suda" (her surname)

leo, reine saeki, coco miyashita, nagi shiraki, koyuki shirase, and marika ichinose all use their own given names

isabella also uses her own given name, but only when she's in idol practice mode

as a bonus non-N girl example, tsuki watanabe uses 「ぼく」, which is "boku" (like mia!)

all information from my friend GrowballY on twitter!

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The Feminine Side of Ink: Isabella Ware

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who? @emorystarling where? all for one notes: doing the randomize top songs thing and got enemy (with JID) by imagine dragons

"You know, you are a difficult witch to find," Isabella comments with a idle smile as she enters the shop, eyes flickering around as she takes in it's wares. She remembers using most of them for spells, potions and wards, and yet it has been far too long so some of their uses elude her. It's lucky then, that she is not here to buy anything, but to touch base with her possible progeny and whether he still wants to keep her blood or if the appeal has faded with the danger of the war. "How are you fairing?"

[gobboguy]

City of Berton:

History:

Nestled along the banks of the River Cleoleham, the city of Berton stood as a beacon of history and prosperity within the Kingdom of Farfield. Established centuries ago, it bore witness to numerous battles, flourishing into a vibrant center of culture and commerce. Its storied past was etched into the cobblestone streets and the timeworn walls of Fort Berton, a testament to the city's resilience against the passage of time.

Arts:

Berton was a haven for artists and craftsmen, its streets alive with the melodies of wandering minstrels and the vibrant hues of street performers. The city's theaters showcased captivating plays and timeless operas, drawing crowds from near and far. Skilled artisans filled the bustling markets, their wares ranging from delicate tapestries to meticulously crafted jewelry, capturing the essence of Farfield's artistic spirit.

Famous People:

Berton boasted a rich tapestry of renowned figures, from gifted musicians and painters to esteemed scholars. Among them was Lady Isabella Talonhart, a celebrated poet whose verses echoed through the ages, inspiring generations with her eloquence and grace.

Castle Berton:

Castle Berton, a magnificent structure of towering spires and sturdy stone walls, dominated the skyline. Serving as the seat of Farfield's power, it stood as a symbol of the kingdom's strength and unity, its grand halls echoing with the whispers of history.

Food:

The city's culinary scene was a delight for the senses, offering a plethora of delectable dishes. Berton was famed for its hearty wheat-based fare, with freshly baked bread, savory pies, and aromatic stews gracing the tables of its bustling taverns. Fresh fish from the River Cleoleham and succulent game from the nearby forests found their way into the kitchens, tantalizing the taste buds of locals and travelers alike.

Major Exports and Imports:

Berton, known as the breadbasket of Farfield, was a major exporter of wheat and grains, supplying the kingdom with sustenance. Timber from the nearby forests and exquisite textiles woven by skilled craftsmen were highly sought after. Imports included exotic spices, fine wines, and rare gemstones, enriching the city's cultural diversity.

Beautiful Sights:

The city's charm extended beyond its markets and theaters. Berton was renowned for its picturesque sights, including the mesmerizing River Cleoleham, where colorful boats floated lazily on the gentle currents. The city's skyline was adorned with spires and towers, each bearing the mark of skilled architects. One of the most breathtaking sights was the old Fort Berton, perched majestically atop a hill overlooking the city. Its weathered stone walls and crumbling turrets painted a vivid picture of the city's enduring history, inviting travelers to explore its ancient secrets and breathtaking vistas.

In the heart of Farfield, the city of Berton stood as a testament to the kingdom's legacy, its vibrant culture, rich history, and captivating beauty drawing visitors from far and wide to experience the wonders of this flourishing city.

Welcome to the transformed city of Goruk'Gath, once the proud Berton, now reshaped into an Orcish stronghold following the invasion five years ago. The vibrant tapestry of Berton's diverse culture and bustling economy has been replaced by the imposing stamp of Orcish domination.

City Transformation:

Goruk'Gath stands as a testament to Orcish conquest. The once-elegant architecture of Berton has been replaced with crude, imposing structures, each adorned with the symbols of the Orcish Warlord, Fartbringer. The streets that once echoed with the chatter of merchants and the melodies of street performers are now dominated by the heavy footfalls of Orcish patrols.

Orcish Rule:

Goruk'Gath is now governed by the corpulent and wealthy Orcish Warlord, Fartbringer. The city has become an economic powerhouse, fueled by the labor of thralls and the ruthless exploitation of the city's resources. Former citizens of Berton have been reduced to thralls, forced into heavy labor and subjected to the harsh rule of their Orcish overlords.

Fortress Thrax Doom:

The old Fort Berton, a symbol of Farfield's resistance against Orcish invaders, has been transformed into a mighty fortress known as Thrax Doom. The fortress stands as a reminder of the Orcs' last struggle in Farfield before they retreated to the safety of Cairn Doom. Its walls are adorned with trophies and symbols of Orcish victories, serving as both a military stronghold and a symbol of Orcish supremacy.

Exports and Imports:

Goruk'Gath exports weapons, armor, and enslaved thralls, making it an economic powerhouse in Farfield. The city imports precious metals, rare gems, and other resources to fuel its industrial production and to satisfy the lavish tastes of its warlord and his court.

Orcish Sights:

A particular statue in the central square honors Ionia, Queen of the Orcs, depicting her in a triumphant pose. The statue serves as a focal point for Orcish ceremonies and rituals, symbolizing the unity of the Orcish horde under her rule. The once-proud Berton, now overshadowed by the Orcish might, is a stark reminder of the city's transformation into Goruk'Gath.

The imposing statue of Ionia, the Queen of the Orcs, stands defiantly in the central square of Goruk'Gath, its presence challenging the very essence of Sidhedark. Ionia, depicted as a powerful warrior, raises a mighty sword with determination, facing northward as if daring any who would question Orcish supremacy. Despite the statue portraying a human figure, it radiates the unmistakable aura of an Orc.

Ionia's Orcish clothing, a blend of crude yet intimidating armor, is adorned with symbols of power and dominance. Her attire accentuates the fierce snarl on her face, embodying the unyielding spirit of Orcish strength and resilience. The statue's attention to detail captures the visceral nature of Orcish features, with a prominent gut and sagging breasts that defy conventional beauty standards, proudly reflecting the diversity and raw authenticity of the Orcish physique.

The eyes of the statue gleam with a ferocious intensity, echoing the unwavering determination that characterized Ionia's leadership. The raised sword symbolizes not just a weapon but a challenge, a call to arms, and a proclamation of the Orcs' right to dominance. The statue of Ionia, with its powerful posture and unapologetic representation, serves as a visual testament to the Queen's legacy and the Orcish identity that permeates every corner of Goruk'Gath.

Leader of Goruk'Gath - Warlord Fartbringer:

Warlord Fartbringer, a corpulent and wealthy Orc, leads Goruk'Gath with an iron fist. He was one of the original band of Orcs that left Orc Island with the Orc Lord Gelbeg. Fartbringer's long years of service to Gelbeg and Ionia earned him the rulership of Goruk'Gath. The city now thrives under his economic prowess, with vast riches pouring into his coffers through trade, exploitation, and the toil of countless thralls. Fartbringer's harem of wives, adorned in opulent attire, symbolizes his wealth and power. His rule is characterized by a relentless pursuit of prosperity for Goruk'Gath, securing his place as a key figure in Orcish leadership.

[maydela]

Ladham, Wales, 1313

Things have been quiet here for awhile, but there are a few updates worth mentioning.

Marriages

Huniydd has married Trader Jaques, everyone's favorite peddler of wares from far off lands.

Howel and the tavern keeper's daughter, Gwyr have married after a long courtship.

Gwillim surprised everyone by marrying an older English woman, Agnes, and moving away with her. Mehmed and his daughter are shocked and angry. It's a good thing he moved out of town.

Births

There have been a lot of children born in the last few years! Welcome to the world to!

Iuean, son of Rhys & Wen the tavern keepers.

Isabella, daughter of the marshall castle Ladham and his wife.

Declan, son of Rhys & Wen.

Lucy, daughter of the Chatelaine and Keeper of the Keys at the castle.

Ynyr, son of Howel and Gwyr.

Deaths

Fortunately we only have two deaths to report at this time. God has indeed blessed us. We lost Father John in 1301 and have yet to find a priest to replace him. And Wladus, mother of Huniydd, Howel, and Gwillim passed away of natural causes before any of her children got marries. Both are sorely missed.

News From Afar!

We have heard reports of crop failures and bad weather from France and Spain. Our Baron does not think the troubles will last, or even spread to our fair isle, but we suggest laying in a stock of provisions just in case. Better safe than sorry.

[bearcreekhq]

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Members, feel free to add! And if none of those vibe with you, we can come up with some more.

[patchworkheartouija]

M****************** Minion Marketplace: Fucked up robot things one of my exes made

(So I wrote up an OC thing, slime CEO fucker I’ve drawn before. Honestly I could have them be talking about anything and they’d still be fun to write. May make this minion marketplace thing a series, may also make this a comic. However currently I’m working on drawing up a big comic, it’s my first one ever and it seems to be going well.)

“So you’re thinking of becoming a super villain? Yeah you’re not fooling anybody “for the good of mankind” folks if you’re on my site you know what you’re getting into. My name is Delmonico, that’s right, Isabella Larcroft, don’t ware it out. Just kidding by the way, neither of those are my name, I’m not that stupid.

So anyway I’m known for being the biggest, (in every imaginable way) businessperson in the abyss, and recently I’ve opened up a new market! Evil minions! See I don’t have my own I just put a little me in a corpse and badabing badaboom it’s under my control and I have the one ally I can trust as a minion, me. But some of you are fancy bitches. Also some of you aren’t Abyssfolk. So I figured you’d want minions!

Now, you. Yes you. You’re dumb soft and fucking stupid, and you are feeling overwhelmed with CHOICES! Wonderful choices! So I’m creating this video series to go over the pros and cons of every minion to help YOU match with the evil minion you’ve always been dreaming of!

The first minion on my agenda, if you read the title, is the fucked up robot thing. I call em Skinwalkers, they aren’t, and that’s not what they’re official name is, but listen, I stole them from my ex after he fucked off and died, I get to pick what I name the bloody things.

Ok, so what are they? Skinwalkers are small, lightweight robots, with advanced AIs that mimic real people to a degree but with the ability to mute them if they get too fucking annoying and scream and cry everywhere. Those tears are oil, they stain.

Skinwalkers come in two varieties, big dick energy attack droids, and pathetic and useless service bots. I currently produce both.

BDEADs are PERFECT for your lone assassin, or even mass swarming foot soldiers. They never complain and if they do you can shut them up, they obey any order, they learn, they blend in as human, and they are ARMED. The cons of these is if you ask for them to bring you a nice cup of tea they will make the WORST cup you’ve ever fucking had oh my god like are you fucking stupid? Yeah they are GREAT at fighting and adapting to challenges but getting shit done? Pffft. Get a roomba to clean your house not one of these fucks.

Now, variety too, the roomba in question, aka the useless service bot/USB, Hah acronym is something that exists funny haha. Anyway. USBs are USELESS in a fight, give them a gun and they will somehow manage to shoot themselves. However for personal use as servants, god they’re… good? I dunno they cry a lot when you yell at them and I prefer my help having a spine. Good at the actual job though.

Both these droids are good, one for your wars, the other for your wardrobe, though I can see most of you would be leaning towards the latter, some of you appreciate the finer points of villainy. A villain should be sheik, attractive, sexy, me, not living in a gutter, ugly, bland, everyone else. Be me. Not you. Have a whole staff of minions to do boring shit for you.

Now, finer details. Will they rise up and betray you. For once I’m not lying when I say fuck no. These things HAVE to obey your every command! It’s almost funny. In fact, it is! It’s hilarious! My ex used to quality test each one he made. But that’s expensive and stupid so I just mass produce them and ship them right to your doorstep.

Skinwalkers are covered in a layer of synthetic… skin. Ok who am I fucking kidding here it’s fucking real. They also contain human souls in gem form as a purifier, the humans don’t do shit by the way they’re dead. No hauntings. I may have been crazy to hook up with my ex but not that crazy. Anyway they blend in with humans so good spies.

I could make some that blend in with other species. But you’d have to special order AND supply the cadaver.

Now insurance. You get none and you don’t complain.

Price? All your limbs, not an arm and a leg, all of them. If you had 10 of each.

Do I accept returns? No, also don’t be a pussy.

Can you beat them up? Sure. Go wild.

Do they have a remote to make them explode like a nuke? Yes. Will you be receiving it in your box? Add another 15k to the receipt and sure, otherwise I’m keeping it.

They’re too small. Small but deadly my good sir or madam or better.

Mx Salesperson this seems sketchy. No.

Ok. Buy my shit. Goodbye.”

[purpleipodnano]

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