#labonics

[labon27]

|| Conde Orlok y Dracula ||

A y mi OC Sofía

🐀🦇🐺

Que bellos 🫠🥵

[vancemedicibutwhimsical]

Woooo !! Rodney finally!! It took me ages to get around to this cause ive been feeling like total Junk but alas heres some nonsense

Rodney "Hotrod" Labon

- Born 10/10/1989 (17 in present bully time, 2006)

- He/Him Pronouns, FTM Transgender.

- In a Poly relationship with Ricky Pucino and Lucky de Luca

- Twin to Diamond Labon

BASIC INFO:

- Rodney is considered quiet and reserved to those who don't know him, but his friends will tell you he's a riot.

- Rodney is extremely respectful of women and girls, while most men have to earn his respect.

- Best friends with literally all the greasers (though Johnny treats him like a son)

- He has somewhat of a 'romantic' personality, very suave and sweet to most people that he likes or generally has no issue with.

SOME BACKSTORY/LORE:

- Rodney was born AFAB with the name "Elenora", twin to Diamond Labon. 10/10/1998

- He was born to mother Awee Hatathi, known by many as Little, and father Zuni Labon, known by many as Sunnie.

- Rodney is a middle child. He has six siblings: 1 older brother (25), 2 older sisters (25 & 20), his twin (17), 2 younger brothers (12 & 6) and one younger sister (3)

- Rodney has attended Bullworth since age 9.

- Rodney's father dies in a car accident when Rodney is 11 years old. He took on a large role to help take care of his siblings.

- Rodney's mom dates a man a year after his dad's death, resulting in the birth of his younger siblings (1994-2003)

- Rodney's mom drank herself to death on the night of her late husband's birthday in 2006 during Rodney's spring break. He doesn't talk about it much at all and overall tries to act as if nothing has ever happened.

[raythecreator21]

Just realized I never shared this here! A cute drawing of @vancemedicibutwhimsical 's oc Rod and my Wren! Bc they got me into multishipping lowkey 😛

BUT THEYRE SO CUTE!!!

[ghlagatindotcom]

Ghana's Education Minister Proposes Emergency Fund to Rebuild Schools After Disasters

Ghana’s Minister of Education, Haruna Iddrisu, has proposed a dedicated emergency fund to tackle the destruction of educational infrastructure caused by natural disasters. This fund will focus on swiftly rebuilding schools damaged by rainstorms, fire outbreaks, or other catastrophic events. The minister’s proposal comes after a devastating fire gutted the girls’ dormitory of Labone Senior High…

[thenightsyouremember]

being single is temporary, 'labon ko labon se' is forever

[vancemedicibutwhimsical]

Boh MY GOD HOLY MOLY ITS THE GUYS HOLY SHNIKIES WAAA

on a CALM note this is SO GOOD and i ADORE ITTTT thanm you so much oh my gort 🥹🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

HI SILLY i saw ur reqs are open and i will say i have like 2 ocs from bully on my page muahaha (skylar and rodney) do with that what you will >:3/np

they r playin uno rn

[dayaar-e-ishq]

Or vo kya samjhenge

humare aankho mein chupa raaj

Jo humare labon se nikla

izhaar tak na samajh paaye

[aaja-pia-tohe-pyaar-du]

Baansuri Honthon Se Jo Kahe, Tum Labon Se Bolo Na

Titliyan Jo Phoolon Se Kahe Tum Nazar Se Bolo Na....

[habibialkaysani]

in labon pe tera bas tera naam ho (on these lips shall be your name, your name alone) pyaar dil se kabhi bhi na ho kam (the love in my heart shall never lessen) yeh hai tere karam (it's all your blessings) kabhi khushi kabhie gham (sometimes happiness, sometimes sadness)

[ramayantika]

I was in no mood for studying. Every time my eyes glanced at the page of my textbook, I would try to understand the concept, but my efforts were in vain. All the words flew above my head, and my mind was cluttered with a hundred different things.

I was humming a tune with my feet tapping to the beats. My fingers tried to rotate an empty pen flawlessly as my mind raced with thoughts about the upcoming tests, with catchy tunes from Instagram reels serving as the background music.

Sighing, I placed the pen on my open notebook, scribbled with equations and definitions, and grabbed my phone from my bed. I peered outside the window, silently admiring the quiet roads of my society. It was 11 p.m., and I could see a few balconies lit with golden LED lights that looked warm and cosy.

Below my window were green bushes and jasmine plants that were filled with white buds, ready to bloom at dawn. I plugged my earphones into the phone and opened YouTube to play my favourite go-to songs to soothe my mind.

And just like that, my body began swaying to the familiar tunes, and a smile graced my lips. Deciding that I could no longer stop myself from dancing, I quietly locked my room from the inside and unplugged my earphones.

Opening my braid, I let my hair fall loosely down my shoulders. Admiring the curly ends that had formed because of the tight braid, I smiled at the mirror and admired myself in the mirror.

Dressed in a long grey sleepwear T-shirt and black capri, I wasn’t a sight to behold at eleven in the night, especially for someone who had spent all her day studying. I looked exhausted after all the mental labour my brain had to do, but the open hair and the light breeze from the window did make me feel a little refreshed.

Aankhon ki gustakhiyan came up, and I grinned at the mirror. I twirled in the room as gracefully and quietly as I could. Kavita Krishnamurthy’s part came up a while later, and I was ready with katakamukha mudra to enact a woman shyly opening her veil to her beloved.

Aankhon ki sharm-o-haya maaf ho

Tumhe dekh ke jhukti hain

Uthi aankhen joh baat na keh saki

Jhuki aankhen woh kehti hain

I pretended to peer down while darting my eyes for a second at my imaginary lover in the mirror at the last line. Taking another twirl, I began practicing a few hand combinations for the instrumental part while practicing an easy-going, graceful smile in the mirror.

Quickly lining my eyes with kajal and applying a bindi to the centre between my eyebrows, I hurried back to the middle of my room, which acted as my imaginary stage, and giggled to myself while blushing hard for the upcoming stanza.

Kajal ka ek til tumhare labon pe laga loon

Haan chanda aur suraj ki nazron se tumko bacha loon.

I dabbed some kajal from the corner of my eyelids and applied it below my lips, and then I acted to be completely besotted with my beloved.

Har dum tumhe sochti hain

Jab hosh mein hota hai jahaan

Madhosh yeh karti hain

Moving my fingers around my kohl-lined eyes, I closed them a little and curved my wrists in a spinning motion to show the state of being drunk in love.

My eyes for a second moved outside the window and went downwards at the bushes when I found a boy staring up at me. I gasped and averted my eyes while scurrying back to the door to calm my racing heart.

I counted the rapid beating of my heart until ten and tip-toed to the window again. Hiding half of my face behind the curtain, I peered down the window to check if the boy was still standing there or not.

He was!

“No use hiding. I have already seen you. You dance really well.”

Blushing at the compliment and at my embarrassment, I replied, “Thanks.”

“What’s your name?” The boy asked.

The white lights were dim, and some were already switched off. I could barely make out the boy’s appearance. I could spot a bike and the boy standing beside it, all dressed in a sleeveless grey tank top and black trousers. His hair tousled because of the wind, probably from the bike ride, and his face was half hidden thanks to the dim street lights; he looked no less dreamy.

I wondered how I hadn’t seen this guy before.

“Sameera. Yours?”

“I will tell you if you agree to meet me at the society park tomorrow evening. I am new here, though.”

Taken aback and slightly amused at his forwardness, I said, “I have my dance class in the evening.”

“When does your class end?”

“At 6.30 PM.”

The boy thought for a while before saying. I silently looked at him, wondering what in the fictional novel world I had actually seeped into when he looked up at me again. “I will see you around 7 then. Goodnight.”

Passing me a two-finger salute, he sat atop his bike and sped off towards D-wing. After a minute, I tapped my head and stood in front of the mirror to contemplate what had happened in these ten minutes. Aankhon ki gustakhiyan had finished a long time ago, and Dekha ek khwaab had begun playing.

I rolled my eyes while trying to hide the bright smile on my lips as I glanced at my reflection. Hiding my face in my palms, I closed my textbook and notebook. Placing them on their rightful shelves, I made my bed, and with a strange, warm smile, I went to bed. My mind was now fixed on the boy on the bike outside the window.

***

Taglist: @alhad-si-simran @ramcharantitties @jukti-torko-golpo @navaratna @krishna-priyatama @inexhaustible-sources-of-magic @krsnaradhika @kaal-naagin @houseofbreadpakoda @aesthetic-aryavartik

This was supposed to be a short story par nahi hua so maybe with enough motivation I might just end up writing this in parts to fuel my writing with end sems kyunki dimag isn't dimaging well :(

IT'S 1 AM NOW?? HOW BYE I WILL GO SLEEP AND WAKE UP TO STUDY TOMOROW

Also if you want to be added in the taglist, do let me know

[vancemedicibutwhimsical]

Hiii I saw your ocs and I LOVED THEM SO FREAKINMUCH like HIPPIES??!! that's so damn COOL and how you made em in The sims and the drawings def made me crush so hard my tummy started to hurt. so only if you're in the mood for it (I mean it) would you write some interaction between your ocs and mine (〃ﾟ3ﾟ〃)?

OHHHH MY GOODNESS JUST. First off the tummy hurts is the best compliment ive ever recieved also #same im so inlove with them its not even funny AND THANK YOU SERIOUSLY RAHHHHHHHHHH OMGOGMGOMG YOUR CHARACTERS ARE SO COOL TOODUDE

SECOND OFF I AM SO EXCITED TO DIVE INTO THIS SO LETS GO 😈😈🥀

KEVIN

w/ Rodney -

w/ Rodney - Rodney would have probably grown up around Kevin, considering he was frequently in town, around the greasers, and eventually became apart of their group. Kevin is two years younger than him, and Rodney is a middle child; so I think this would give them a slight younger/older brother dynamic! :D Rodney would also LOVE the fact that Kev is interested in motorcycles of all things, because Rodney has always worked on motorcycles over regular bikes + had a heavy interest his whole life (hence the nickname ‘Hotrod’).

I could see them being good shoulders to lean on for eachother— especially in the sense of grief or anything that comes with it; Rodney having lost both his parents. Overall I think they’d make really great friends and would have a ‘found family’ type of vibe to their relationship ^_^

w/ Rylie (feat Simon mention) -

Rylie would find Kevin absolutely adorable tbh, probably one of the many boys on campus that she would playfully flirt with to get her way or get a reaction out of him for funsies. I think just like with his buddy Simon, she has a sort of cuteness aggression toward them like they’re some kind of kitten. + she WILL pull puppy eyes on the two of them to get her homework done for free/get a few stolen cigarettes from the greasers.

w/ Nikolai -

Nikolai would find all of the greasers interesting, honestly, the only thing that really makes him a prep is his family name; he doesn’t behave like any of the other preps. This includes Kevin, who I think would honestly be one of the easiest greasers for Nik to interact with casually, considering Simon is friends with him. Nik is like .. this guy isn’t going to IMMEDIATELY kick me in my balls maybe I can ask him for a pencil

DRAVEN

w/ Arlo -

Since your comment made me EXPLODE into a thousand pieces with excitement, let me go on about this rq

Arlo thinks Draven is very handsome. He probably saw him in Draven’s natural habitat, around Blue Skies or New Coventry while Dottie bought weed off of someone; something like that. Arlo wouldn’t be able to remember what was going on when he first saw him anyways, because he’d be instantly crushing.

Arlo is quite the loverboy— hence his polycule lol— but I think his crush on Draven would be extra special considering Arlo has never met a townie he thought of kissing LMFAOOO he would be so intrigued and even more obsessed when he realizes the ‘bad boy’ thing is truly just a look for Draven; and that he’s actually a huge sweetie. The kicker would definitely be if Draven is willing to haul Arlo around a bit on occasion when he doesn't feel like using crutches ;3

I have a doodle in mind for this.. Dottie would definitely be dealing with Arlo zoning out in class thinking of Draven and shes like “ouuhh you like a boy, don’t youuu??”/pos shes so excited to wingman him LMFAOOO

I think his fav thing/first thing he noticed about Draven would be his eyes, and he would love his hair. Besides that, his style would be a big attractor for Arlo; he likes himself a boy that ‘seems’ like trouble, even if he’s not. 10/10 they should kiss

w/ Rodney (feat his older brother mention)

I think Draven and Rodney would get along despite not being from the same clique because, like with Kevin, Rodney would have probably grown up around Draven a bit. Now, i haven’t posted his family yet,, but Rodney’s older brother, Sani, seems like he would also really vibe with D. He’s a tattoo artist, 25 yrs old, and if Draven has gotten any tattoos or piercings before; Sani may have done one or two of em!

w/ Dottie

Right up there with Arlo, Dottie would also think Draven is bonkers cute. She’s far more upfront than Arlo, and they usually make a move on people before he does, but I think they’d actually hold out on saying anything too flirty to Draven for a while because she wants Arlo to make his first move ever/hj (She had to make the first move on him for them to start dating,, HAHA)

She would overall really enjoy bumping into Draven or any time Arlo has him over, probably yapping his face off about some hippie bullshit or squeezing on his muscles because she’s an absolute idiot.

SIMON

w/ Nikolai

Nik is older than Simon, but funnily enough, I think Nik would really want to have his company among the preps. He likes all of his friends, but his family’s name isn’t as pristine as some of the others (his grandpa was a dick and it sort of ruined their reputation for two more generations) so they can treat him like the runt of their group on occasion. That being said, Nik would find some kind of comfort in Simon as they’re both unconventionally rich teens; apart of something they didn’t ask to be included in but here they are,, so might as well try to be friends? For some reason I also feel like Simon would find Nik’s russian accent funny LMAO

w/ Rylie

Like I mentioned in Kevin’s bit, Rylie thinks the two of them are absolutely squishable. Specifically with Simon, however, I think Rylie plays her tricks to try and, via Simon, convince the rich kids to let her throw a party at one of their places (fellow rich girl stranded in smalltown missing her mansion parties 💔💔)

w/ Skylar

Weirdly enough, I can just see these two being a fun party duo if Simon ever finds himself at one. Like the type of duo you see at a frat house; Skylar is probably carrying Simon on his shoulders and making him do karaoke with him tbh 🥀🥀 SORRY SIMON

I HOPE YOU LIKE ALL THESE IM ACTUALLY GEEKING OIT RN … I LOVE YOUR OCS SO MUCH

[aashiqeddiediaz]

banke main rahoon, teri parchayi aayi aayi aayi i want to stay with you, as your shadow

[Image ID: 2 gifs of Evan Buckley and Eddie Diaz.

GIF 1: 2 blended gifs, Buck smiling with relief as he sees Eddie awake, blended with Eddie nodding once, saying "Hey Buck" with a tired smile. The gif is colored purple on the edges. In the bottom left corner, in pink neon script, reads, "Neend mein bhi." A line connects the Urdu to the English translation in the top-right corner, reading "Even in sleep."

GIF 2: 2 blended gifs, Eddie nodding towards Chim as he watches Buck climb the ladder, blended with a confused Buck laying in a hospital bed, telling Daniel off-screen that he did have someone watching his back. The gif is colored pink on the edges. In the bottom right corner, in purple neon script, reads "Labon pe naam tera." A line connects the Urdu to the English translation in the top-left corner, reading, "Your name rests on my lips."

/end ID]

[ghlagatindotcom]

Minister of Education Promises Immediate Assistance After Fire at Labone Senior High School

Minister of Education, Hon. Haruna Iddrisu, has reassured students of Labone Senior High School that the government will provide immediate assistance after a devastating fire destroyed three girls’ dormitories. This prompt response demonstrates the government’s commitment to supporting the students and restoring the damaged facilities. The fire has undoubtedly caused significant disruption to…

[syyedmohdsaad]

Karib maut khadi hai zara Thahar jao, kazaa se ankh ladi hai zara Thahar jao..

Thaki-thaki si fizayen bujhe-bujhe taare, Badi udaas ghadi hai zara Thahar jao...

Nahi umeed ki hum aaj ki sahar dekhen, ye raat hum pe kadi hai zara Thahar jao...

Abhi na jao ki taaron ka dil dhadakata hai, Tamaam raat padi hai zara Thahar jao...

Phir is ke baad kabhi hum na tum ko rokenge, Labon pe saans adi hai zara Thahar jao....

Dum-e-firaaq me ji bhar ke tum ko dekh to lun, Ye faisale ki ghadi hai zara Thahar jao....

~ saifuddin saif

[daldhokli]

in a red saree making out with my husband on the car bonnet while blasting this song. one day chat one day.

[harf-e-kun]

خزاں کی رت میں گلاب لہجہ بنا کے رکھنا کمال یہ ہے

ہوا کی زد پہ دیا جلانا جلا کے رکھنا کمال یہ ہے

Khizan ki rut mein gulab lahja bana ke rakhna kamal ye hai

Hawa ki zad pe diya jalana jala ke rakhna kamal ye hai

ذرا سی لغزش پہ توڑ دیتے ہیں سب تعلق زمانے والے

سو ایسے ویسوں سے بھی تعلق بنا کے رکھنا کمال یہ ہے

Zara si laghzish pe tod dete hain sab talluq zamane wale

So aise waison se bhi talluq bana ke rakhna kamal ye hai

کسی کو دینا یہ مشورہ کہ وہ دکھ بچھڑنے کا بھول جائے

اور ایسے لمحے میں اپنے آنسو چھپا کے رکھنا کمال یہ ہے

Kisi ko dena ye mashwara ki wo dukh bichhadne ka bhool jaaye

Aur aise lamhe mein apne aansu chhupa ke rakhna kamal ye hai

خیال اپنا مزاج اپنا پسند اپنی کمال کیا ہے

جو یار چاہے وہ حال اپنا بنا کے رکھنا کمال یہ ہے

Khayal apna mizaj apna pasand apni kamal kya hai

Jo yaar chahe wo haal apna bana ke rakhna kamal ye hai

کسی کی رہ سے خدا کی خاطر اٹھا کے کانٹے ہٹا کے پتھر

پھر اس کے آگے نگاہ اپنی جھکا کے رکھنا کمال یہ ہے

Kisi ki rah se Khuda ki Khatir utha ke kante hata ke patthar

Phir us ke aage nigah apni jhuka ke rakhna kamal ye hai

وہ جس کو دیکھے تو دکھ کا لشکر بھی لڑکھڑائے شکست کھائے

لبوں پہ اپنے وہ مسکراہٹ سجا کے رکھنا کمال یہ ہے

Wo jis ko dekhe to dukh ka lashkar bhi ladkhadaye shikast khaye

Labon pe apne wo muskurahat saja ke rakhna kamal ye hai