#mine: elisa

[winterhalters]

the bonaparte siblings (requested by anon)

"They were not worried about seeming out of place, they did not fear making mistakes or doing something silly; they had no concern for responsibilities; they had a self-confidence that was not even accompanied by a sense of the duties high position entailed. And this self-confidence sustained them despite everything, and so long as their luck held, it made easy for them things that to others seemed simply impossible. […] The audacity to attempt everything, the certainty of succeeding everywhere— in short, all the attributes of genius, except for genius." — Frédéric Masson

J O S E P H's close bond with the Emperor was often tested throughout their political careers, but never broken. He was without question his closest companion but proved to be more successful as a businessman before and after the Empire.

L U C I E N was never offered a crown or a throne, and broke off from the rest of the family as early as the 1800s. He frequently opposed his brothers' views and notably refused to divorce his wife in favor of a diplomatic alliance. Unlike his siblings, his title was bestowed by the Pope.

E L I S A, contrary to her sisters who primarily held consort roles or acted as strawmen, is believed to be the only Bonaparte sister, and only woman, with actual political powers bestowed by the Emperor. She's the only one of the adult siblings to die before him.

L O U I S' frequent conflicts with the Emperor led Napoléon to annex the Kingdom of Holland in 1810, driving him and his family into exile. Louis would go on to become the father of Napoléon III.

Despite a tumultuous relationship, P A U L I N E was considered Napoléon's favorite sister, and proved to be the most loyal of the imperial siblings, liquidating her assets and visiting him in Elba.

Often regarded as the most influential of the Bonaparte sisters, C A R O L I N E was constantly caught in-between her husband and her brother. She was instrumental in the divorce and remarriage of the Emperor. Her political legacy not only didn't survive the fall of the Empire, but effectively predated it through a series of conflicts with her brother.

J E R O M E was the last sibling standing by 1860, and out of them all was the only one to support the Emperor at Waterloo. He would also be the only one to see the re-creation of the Empire and his nephew on the throne.

[youkaiyume-art]

Goliath giving thanks for the meal.

Some spicy Goliath x Elisa I did for this month's Thanksgiving. Full, uncensored view on Patreon:

[hauntedbythenarrative]

[youkaiyume]

Goliath being lavished upon is my jam.

Full view on patreon.

[moonystoes]

♡

[praetoravila]

no sweeter sound than what i found:

a playlist made for elisa and james. two lost souls who found themselves together.

taglist: @myloveforhergoeson @raging-violets @ceruleanmusings @nolanhollogay @bibaybe @shrinkthisviolet @daughter-of-melpomene @selangkir

[pw-ps]

you can really tell patrick's idea of straight marriage is just ball and chain stuff and it absolutely should not work with how Blatant it is yet people on twitter will try to make you believe he's a wifeguy. it's so dire out there

[elisacifuentes]

Las Chicas del Cable (2017 - 2020)

[heymickie]

𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺: tmnt 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀: raphael & leonardo (ft. splinter, hatchlings) 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀: 1897 🐭: i gave no clue how to write out her finding out, that may be a later down the roat thing. 𝘁𝘄: adotion/adopting 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲-𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁/𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗳𝗳 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗱 ʚ🍓ɞ 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗲

𝗔 𝗙𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥'𝗦 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗙𝗙𝗡 ʚ🍓ɞ 𝗔𝗢𝟯

Raphael sat on the roof, pushing his hand on his bald head with a slow sigh. It has been three months since they found the hatchlings. For three months, Raphael had watched his brothers with his niblings and Elisa. He hadn’t held her at all, every time he tried he got scared and backed away. His anger was hardly ever in check, what if he hurt her?

“I thought I would find you up here,” Raphael looked over his shoulder for a moment to see Leonardo come walking towards him. Leo sat beside his brother, noticing how quick Raph was to look away and back at the city again. “Are you okay?” Leo watched his brother shrug. As promised, Leo had been taking care of both Elisabetta and Domenico, Splinter and Usagi have helped him quite a bit. It had been rough, their kids are so young, so unpredictable. All the brothers were working together as first time fathers, all but Raphael. Leonardo was being patient, but he just wanted Raphael to at least acknowledge her. Even if it was as his niece, Leo would be happy to keep her. If that was what Raphael wanted. Needed. Raphael cleared his throat in response, not daring to look at his brother. “You cannot keep ignoring her,” Leo said, sighing. “Even if you don’t want to raise her yourself, she is going to be around.”

“You don’t think I know that?” Raph snapped, turning to his brother. Leo is the last person he would admit that he was terrified to. Even if he owed everything to Leo right now. He truly knew he was making the right choice, he could love her no matter what, but it takes only a second for everything to go up in flames. However, knowing he was making the right choice had not meant it was an easy one.

“I get this is hard on you, it’s hard on all of us,” Leo tried to explain, watching as Raphael pulled himself up so he was standing.

“No, no the fuck it’s not,” Raphael growled, glaring at his older brother. “You, Don, and Mikey all jumped in this head first!” Raphael flung his hand up, watching his brother stand up. “Because you guys can! You know you won’t hurt them!” Raphael turned around, already feeling like he wanted to break something. He quickly glanced around the roof for something he could hit, settling for kicking a random piece of ply wood. “We never thought we could have children and now there are four mini-us’,” he cleared his throat again. It felt like it was closing, “I would never forgive myself if I hurt any of them,” especially his daughter.

“We may have stepped up, but we are still terrified!” Leo argued. “Donnie jumps to the lab every time Luca even sniffles, Mikey is terrified that he’s not mature enough, and I am trying to be a leader while taking care of two kids,” it was a lot on his shoulders. “We’re all terrified, Raph, we’re just trying to keep our heads above the water.” Even April and Casey are terrified, April’s due in two months and Auggie is turning into a toddler. April is having a harder time coming down to the lair to help them, which is causing her even more stress. “You can’t avoid them, they are here. Elisa is here!”

“I know that!” Raphael yelled, he felt his heart breaking in multiple pieces. “I feel horrible for not being there for her or the others, but if I hurt her, I won’t know what to do with myself.” Raphael stayed distant, but every time he looked at her… he knew he was not the right fit. Not yet. “I cannot be her father, Leo.” Finally, those words escaped. He had been thinking of it for months but terrified to say it. Terrified to make it real. Surely, his older brother can understand that this wasn’t an easy decision.

“Be her Uncle then,” Leo straightened his shoulders. A father’s heart meant you would do anything for your child, even if it broke you in the process. Leonardo understood that, even in three short months. “We can tell her one day, when you’re ready. Just…” he sighed, “be there.” Raphael rubbed his face, nodding a bit reluctantly. He could tell his brother needed a moment, maybe more than a moment. “Could we talk about this, and what to expect, in the morning?” Leo wanted to ease his brother’s burden, make it about himself needing a break. Being a father of two was a big step, after all. Raphael looked thankful that his brother wanted to take a breather, he gave a nod and took the excuse to leave.

𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗔𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗜𝗥

Raphael hit the punching bag, trying his best not to scream, with the half of the babies having already been put to bed. He felt like his world was changing. He didn’t want to give Elisa up, but that was the right thing to do. Wasn’t it? Leo is a great father, a much better father than he could ever be. But then why does he want to be selfish?

“Good evening, son,” Raphael was pulled out of his thoughts, stopping the punching bag from swinging. He turned to look at his father, his father was holding Elisa. Raph stared at her for a long moment. “Would you like to hold her?” Raphael spluttered out in protest, but before he could blink, his father arranged his arms and placed the tiny bundle into his arms, his shoulders tensed as he looked at his little bundle. Raph never let himself think about having a child, he is a mutant turtle for God’s sake. He never thought this could be possible. “Funny, how you never expect to hold the whole world in your hands, but then you hold your child.” Splinter just watched his son and granddaughter, remembering fondly of holding his own children when they were so small.

“She is not my child,” Raphael looked at his father for a moment before looking back at her. “Leo is going to be her father,” and he’ll be a good one.

“Is that your decision?” He asked, making his son look at him. “You are certain you can just be her uncle? Can you treat her the way you treat Dom, Titan, or Luca?” Splinter wasn’t meaning to push his son, he was just hoping he understood that once it was said and done, he was no longer the father. Splinter never had to wonder if taking his sons were the right thing, he knew right away it was. The rat was meant to be a father, but he understood that not everyone was meant to be, no matter how hard they tried.

“I know I am not fit to be her father,” he ran a thumb over her cheek, “I could scare her or, worse, hurt her.” He sounded like a broken record. “I have to be just Uncle Raph.” Raphael wondered if he could look at Elisa and listen to her call him ‘Uncle’, he wondered if he could ever love the others the way he already loved her. “I am making the right choice, I know I am. However, I want to be selfish and keep her for myself.”

“A father, one who truly cares for his child, will always wonder if he makes the right choices. Even the hard ones.” Splinter placed a calming hand on his son, “If your heart tells you this is the right choice, then it is,” he promised. He looked down at his grandchild before looking at his child. “A man will make many sacrifices for the good of his children,” the old rat said, humming in response. He watched his son for a moment before moving to sit down, moving to meditation sitting as he looked at his child. “You love her. I truly believe you will not hurt her,” but he understood that one does not always have control over their anger, especially Raphael. Raphael finally pulled away from looking at Elisa before moving to sit opposite of his father.

“This isn’t a choice I made easily,” Raphael desperately wanted someone to understand the way he was feeling. Through the years, Raphael made tremendous stride to work on his anger, even controlling it when he met Casey. However, Raphael was prone to mistakes when it came to his anger. When he pushed people away or started throwing his hands, he wasn’t always able to see who he was hurting in the process. “I love her,” but he knew love can only do so much damage control. He knew his father would never straight out tell him he was making a good choice, Splinter knew that would break Raphael. Hell, Splinter probably had more faith in his son than he did. “I take a lot of risks,” he was prone to falling into danger. He often let his instincts take over, “risking Elisa feeling safe and loved cannot be one of them.” It takes one second for her to get too close while he is raging. One. That one second can and will destroy any thought of safety and love that he would work so hard to making her feel.

Leonardo cleared his throat, standing beside the door. Raphael looked up at him for a moment before looking back at Elisa. Leonardo looked at the sleeping baby in Raphael’s arms. “I do not think it was easy for you,” he promised. He moved to sit beside his brother, watching their father get up. The silence was long and deafening, they could hear Splinter putting on the kettle. “Do you trust me with her? Are you sure you want me to be her father? If not, I am sure Mikey or Donnie would do it.” In a heart beat.

“No,” Raphael let out a deep sigh, almost taking a breath, before steeling his eyes to his older brother. They were finally talking about it. “I do not trust anyone more than I do you,” he admitted. Leonardo, in a way, also raised himself and three brothers. Sensei was a great father, but that didn’t mean Leo wasn’t parentified.

“If we do this,” Leo talked slow, as if he was trying to make Raphael understand that he wasn’t accusing him, “we can’t just uproot her whole viewpoint because you changed your mind.” He was warning him. “We can tell her, one day. When you and her are both ready,” but he couldn’t promise that she would understand, especially if he hadn’t done anything to confirm his fears. Leo didn’t even have to warn his brother what would happen if he did. He already loved his niblings as his own, he was proud to take the mantle if Raph wanted him to. “It makes it easier knowing I can see her everyday anyway,” be there if she needed him. He may not be her father figure, but she could at least know he was there for her anyway. Raphael’s jaw clenched as his green eyes stung, tears threatening to fall. He couldn’t let it. He looked away from his brother before looking at his daughter niece, allowing one tear fall before he whipped his head away. “Thank you, Leo,” the large turtle stood, sitting Elisa in Leo’s arms.

[youkaiyume-art]

Warning! Spicy!

Goliath x Elisa

hey, who doesn't want more monsters protectively covering their mates with their bodies while simultaneously railing them at the same time.

Full, uncensored view on Patreon!

[phoenixlionme]

What if these animated, fictional Native American characters were siblings?

Their number coordinates with who is oldest to youngest (i.e., Little Creek is #2, so he’s the second oldest, Ellis is the last one which makes her the youngest, etc.)

1. Elisa Maza (Gargoyles)

2. Little Creek (Spirit the Stallion of the Cimarron)

3. Tye Longshadow (Young Justice)

4. Ellis (The Dragon Prince)

[blackdelia]

I LOVE YOU FOREVER: Cazzie David, Sofia Black-D'Elia & Elisa Kalani | CherryPicks #SXS2024 Studio

[the-demoness-next-door]

why does everyone have at least one specific cpu wii sports mii that they hate. like why is that a universal thing, why does everyone that played wii sports at any point hate one specific cpu mii

[moonystoes]

Ugh my baby 😩💞

[praetoravila]

keep going to the sunrise (put the car in cruise control)

taglist: @raging-violets @myloveforhergoeson @ceruleanmusings @daughter-of-melpomene @witchofinterest @nolanhollogay @shrinkthisviolet @icegirl2772 @selangkir

a/n: set during big time rides!

“Wanna ride?” James asks, and Elisa raises an eyebrow at her boyfriend. He’s sitting on a motorbike, not unlike the ones she grew up seeing in Saõ Paulo.

And really, he shouldn’t look that attractive in his biker jacket. It’s a crime, she thinks.

“On that death trap? Hell no.” She crosses her arms over her chest, staring James down. He snorts. “I promise it’s safe.”

“It doesn’t look safe. Besides, you just got your drivers licence. On what planet do you think you can drive a motorcycle?”

“This one!” James says, a grin on his face. “Trust me songbird. I won’t let anything bad happen to you.”

And really it’s proof of just how much of an idiot Elisa is, that she sighs, and grabs the extra helmet from James’ hands and slips it into her head. “If I die, you better call my mother and explain that this was your fault.”

“Will do baby. Will do.” She jumps on the back, holding onto James’ sides as she squeezes her eyes shut. They pull out of the Palm Woods parking lot and into the busy LA streets just as the sun begins to set.

Her eyes flash open at the shift of light, and she bites back a breathless laugh as James smiles at her. “You okay?” He asks, and Elisa grins.

“Better than ever.”

[bentenharuki]

Ok. I am on holiday and it’s been said I am not able to follow Sanremo in its ending nights but HOW WAS IT ALLOWED for THIS duet to not win yesterday?????!??!!!!!!!!????

I mean… in whatever universe anybody with ears and decency should have just realized this was utter perfection, hence no debate over its coronation as the best put of whatever was its competition.

Mengoni was stellar but no better than this peak of harmonious and commanding grace. No way (although he saaaaaaaaaaaang and he truly did, he was amazing)

A proper list would have been

Giorgia / Elisa

Mengoni

Lazza / Emma

Elodie / Big Mama

And then the rest, with Ultimo nowhere near the top 10 as he looked like the 1 plus of Ramazzotti in a singing class presentation (Eros, I like tou but you must admit your partner barely sang anything).

Televoto will RUIN this Sanremo. When televoto was this important, Sanremo chose as its winners jokes like Marco Carta or Valerio Scanu.

Italian music scene is WAY better than that. Don’t let idiotic and deaf fandoms prevail please, we have rights to not be considered uninventive, old sounding, overrated but the way yesterday ended left me worried the shame of blind fan groups will send to Eurovision the worst of the possible bad choices.

Giorgia, Elisa… you were simply HEAVEN❤️: forgive those who just couldn’t grasp your gift because they use to listen to garbage and call it good 😩