#rb priscilla

[frosty-tian]

Overdue CodyPriss comic page for @geluatekurama!

Hope you like it, and thank you very much for your patience!

(To prevent confusion, they are all older here (around 16~17 years old).)

[figitorynonsense]

RB ship drawings batch 1#:

This is posted with the requestors— @geluatekurama,—consent!

1-Bumblebee X Blades

2-Cody X Priscilla

[sonicnerd]

Scooby Doo Mystery Incorporated (Hex Girls) x Rescue Bots (Priscilla)

I was watching an episode of Scooby Doo and I thought that one of the hex girls outfit + hair would look good on Priscilla

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@sphnyspinspin @asmoteeth @blueberry-cute-cat @geluatekurama

Have a good day/night!!!!

June 15/2023

[gelu-the-babosa-multiversal]

WAS THIS THE BITE OF 87!!!?????

Base undercut

[beastieblooddd]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA doble scream... someone else won me Heatwave 😭😭😭😅😅😅 sorry. If you want ignore my previous ask and instead what about Priscilla Pynch as a chibi from the same series?

hi x2

Hiiii!!! Please don't be afraid to ask for characters that I've already drawn🙏🙏

Here's your chibi Pynch!

Thank you for the request 💕

[palatteflags]

Sparkles/cake/soft, Cody Burns and Priscilla Pynch based couples flag~ ^^ First is the ref, then just the flag and the edited version ^^ For an anon~ Hope you like these!

Want one? Send an ask!~ -mod Jay

[onpurposeilovehimonpurpose]

An Incomplete List: Things I Love About HRH Prince Henry & FSOTUS Alex Claremont-Diaz

Happy February 1st, ya'll. I've decided to start posting an image that represents (in feeling or with direct imagery) Alex's list about Henry. While I can't do too much with gifs because my computer won't run the programs I need it to and I need to save up for one that does. I'm trying this format because I miss posting about RW&RB each day, and giving my thoughts. I'm going to post one each day in February, (the month of love) and I will use the other nine days to post my version of Henry's incomplete list for Alex.

I encourage everyone who may come across this post to do the same and tag it with (#An Incomplete List) and whatever other tags of course that you think will work, and reblog this too. It'll be fun spreading the love as the days go on and seeing what everyone can come up with for Alex's days too. Pictures, fanart, video clips, even if all you do is talk about the quote, it'll be fun to click the tag on Tumblr and see what others have contributed. Just a reminder of the list:

AN INCOMPLETE LIST: THINGS I LOVE ABOUT HRH PRINCE HENRY 1. The sound of your laugh when I piss you off. 2. The way you smell underneath your fancy cologne, like clean linens but somehow also fresh grass (what kind of magic is this?) 3. That thing you do where you stick out your chin to try to look tough. 4. How your hands look when you play piano. 5. All the things I understand about myself now because of you. 6. How you think Return of the Jedi is the best Star Wars (wrong) because deep down you're a gigantic, sappy, embarrassing romantic who just wants the happily ever after. 7. Your ability to recite Keats. 8. Your ability to recite Bernadette's "Don't let it drag you down" monologue from Priscilla, Queen of the Desert. 9. How hard you try. 10. How hard you've always tried. 11. How determined you are to keep trying. 12. That when your shoulders cover mine, nothing else in the entire stupid world matters. 13. The goddamn issue of Le Monde you brought back to London with you and kept and have on your nightstand (yes, I saw it). 14. The way you look when you first wake up. 15. Your shoulder-to-waist ratio. 16. Your huge, generous, ridiculous, indestructible heart. 17. Your equally huge dick. 18. The face you just made when you read that last one. 19. The way you look when you first wake up (I know I already said this, but I really, really love it). 20. The fact that you loved me all along.”

[annabelle-creart]

For the Q&A of my Life of Rescue Bots Au, are you planning to write the Burns family's next-gen in the future? The kids of the Burns siblings and maybe of Frankie as well??

hi

100 Yes of YESSES, yes, both Burnses and the bots, basically, RBA will be the RB Next-gen JAKKAJ

Just as a little spoiler, Kade had two girls, Cody had three kids with Priscilla, Frankie married someone else, Dani and Graham are married but never had kids

As for the bots, Sissi, Rumble and Frenzy will be grow up, Wedge has the same backstory as the original Wedge but this time was adopted by Boulder and Heatwave, so, he's the big brother of Hotshot the angry gremlin (he's more of a wave) and Soil the tree hugger (he's more of a Bou, I mean, of Boulder and Bulkhead). Chase and Quickshadow had 2, Whirl and Quickcall (oc of mine), both are gremlims but at least they know how to behave

I'm still asking myself if to make BumbleBlades kids, I'm temptated

DON'T STOP ASKING🤗

[runawaydoll]

some playlists i’ve made for fans of vintage music ♡

soda fountain counter - for fans of milkshakes, teen magazines, ordering grenadine style cherry cola, and/or the scene in priscilla (2023) in which venus by frankie avalon plays

broken hearted on the telephone - for those who love to get dressed up to go absolutely nowhere, listen to old records on rainy days, or have had their heart broken too many times to count

lover, come back to me - for melancholy daydreamers who carry out domestic chores while embodying the spirit of a 1940s wartime housewife

smoking in the cocktail lounge - for hotel bar enjoyers, wannabe socialites, and anyone who still finds smoking classy (at least compared to vaping)

*feel free to rb but please don’t be weird, also if you’re a tradwife/fascist/otherwise conservative weirdo who romanticizes these time periods for insidious reasons you will be blocked on sight!*

[sagesolsticewrites]

Guitar Man pt 2 | Steve Binder x fem!reader

You and Steve go on your first date, and deal with being an official item on set.

a/n: I’ve discovered I love writing for Steve so, so much y’all, Dacre really did something here. (This has been unfinished in my docs since August, y'all. Oops :/ Honestly, idk where to take it from the point I’ve got it at now, but if y'all have any suggestions after reading, I'd love to hear them!)

Word count: 2k

Warnings: a couple swear words, I think that's it? As always, please let me know if I missed anything!

Please like/rb if you enjoyed! 🤍

Read Part 1 here!

Masterlist | add yourself to my taglist here!

“Hold still!” Priscilla reminds you as she drags the eyeliner pencil along your lashline.

“I am!” you whine, looking up as she moves to line your lower lid. “I’m just nervous.”

“You’ve got nothin’ to be worried about, Y/N,” she assures you, stepping back to assess her work, “Steve is absolutely head over heels for you, and you two are already friends, right? You’ve already gotten to know each other, the hard part’s done!”

“Yeah we’re friends,” you reach over to apply your favorite red lipstick, and continue “but we’ve only really talked at work. I’ve never seen him outside the studio, what if it’s completely different?”

Priscilla’s reply of “How many times do I have to tell you, you two are already such good friends, not to mention you’re both absolutely head over heels for each other! The conversation will flow naturally, I promise,” is muffled as you step over to the closet to pick out an outfit. You don’t want to look like you’re trying too hard, but you don't want to veer too casual, either…

Your train of thought is interrupted as Priscilla reaches past you and yanks out a gorgeous deep red minidress. “This one,” she declares, thrusting it into your arms.

“Cilla, I haven’t worn this in forever!” you protest. You could barely remember why you packed it in the first place. “Won’t this be a little much?” 

She waves off your concern, “Of course not! You’re gonna look gorgeous,” she assures you as she shoves you back into the bathroom to change.

You step out a few minutes later, nervously tugging at the hem. “You’re sure this isn’t too much, Cilla?”

Priscilla’s jaw drops as you step into her line of sight, “Oh Y/N, you look gorgeous!! Steve won’t be able to take his eyes off you,” she squeals.

Just then, there’s a knock at the door and Lucy calls through it excitedly, “Steve’s here! He’s in the lobby!”

A wave of nerves washes over you, and Priscilla takes your hands to steady you, “Hey, you got this, alright? Don’t overthink it, it’s just Steve.”

You take a deep breath, nodding, “Right. I got this.” You squeeze her hands gratefully, “Thank you, Cilla.”

“Anytime, honey,” she beams. “Now,” she leads you out towards the elevator, pressing your clutch into your hands, “have fun!”

You give her one last wave as the elevator doors close, and step out into the gilded lobby a few moments later. 

You fidget with the simple gold pendant at your throat, scanning the room for any sign of Steve. Eventually you spot him, seated in a velvet armchair in a corner, and make your way over. You’re about halfway there when he turns and spots you, his jaw dropping as he stands and walks over to meet you.

“Hi,” you say, a nervous smile plastered on your face.

“Hi,” he replies, his eyes raking up and down your body, taking in the dress hugging your curves in all the right places, “You look— um— wow.”

“Thank you,” you giggle at his reaction, your nervous smile melting into a softer, more genuine one. “I was afraid it might be a bit much,” you confess.

He shakes his head as he takes your hand and begins leading you out to the parking lot, “Trust me, you look absolutely stunning,” he says softly, never once taking his eyes off you.

You feel your cheeks heat up, and you attempt to deflect his attention. “Well you don’t look too bad yourself,” you smile, taking in the dark blue suit he was wearing, accented by a white ascot.

“Well thank you,” he chuckles as you come up to a white Mustang. He steps forward and opens the passenger door for you, gesturing politely, “Milady.”

“Why thank you, my good sir,” you tease as you slide in, and he closes the door behind you. 

The drive to the restaurant is a short one, but even so, you feel all your nervousness and anxiety melt away as the two of you converse easily, trading jokes and stories.

The ease you feel continues throughout the night, and it almost feels as though the two of you are simply having another one of your talks during a break in rehearsals. Sure, you’re in a candlelit restaurant and not a stuffy studio, but you’re absolutely positive that you’d be able to talk with him about anything, anywhere.

Eventually, the conversation turns to how the two of you grew up. 

“I can’t believe I’ve never asked you this,” Steve begins, “but how did you get into dancing in the first place?”

“Well, it started when my parents signed me up for ballet classes when I was a kid,” you explain. “It started off as a way for me to make friends, because I was so shy, but then I just fell in love with it. Even after the friends I’d made there originally stopped doing it, I kept going. And I decided I never wanted to stop, so I made it my job.” You end with a laugh, glancing up to gauge his reaction. 

Steve is looking at you with the softest expression you’ve ever seen on his face, as if he’s seeing you for the first time, and you feel your cheeks flush under his attention.

“What?” you question, hoping your flushed face isn’t too noticeable.

“Nothing, I just…” he shakes his head, the softness in his eyes remaining constant, “I really love hearing you talk about dancing. You light up, it’s like… you make me love it as much as you do even though I’ve never danced in my life.”

You laugh softly, your heart swelling at the compliment, and there’s a sweet moment of silence between the two of you before you finally speak up again, “So what about you? How did you get into directing?”

He launches into a story about falling in love with movies from a young age, which then turns into a conversation about your favorite movies as children.

Eventually, the two of you are back at your hotel. Steve walks you back to the front doors like the gentleman he is, despite your feeble protests, and pauses by one of the pillars near the entrance.

“I had a really nice time tonight,” he says softly, eyes shining under the golden light of the hotel.

“I did, too,” you smile, leaning against the pillar to take some of the weight off your heels.

He smiles, drinking in the image of you as comfortable under the light of the hotel as you are under a spotlight in the studio, and leans in to press a sweet, brief kiss to your lips.

You grin against his lips and tangle your fingers in his as he pulls away, preventing him from getting too far. 

He lets you keep him in place with a soft chuckle, and leans in again… 

But stops, so his lips are just barely brushing yours and says, almost sadly, “I should probably get going.”

“Do you have to?” You reply with a mock pout, then shake your head and continue in a more sincere tone, “No, I get it. You’ve probably got lots of work to do. I’ll see you back at the studio, then?” You say softly.

“I’ll see you then,” he nods, and lifts your hand to press a soft kiss to the back of it before releasing you. He heads back to his car as you go back inside the hotel, and just before you enter you see him give one last wave goodbye before driving away.

You wave back, and head back to your room, practically giddy from the events of the night. 

When you get back to your room, Priscilla is all too happy to hear you gush about your date.

“He was so sweet, Cilla, really I— hey, what’s that look for?” you ask, noting the soft, knowing look she’s giving you.

She giggles in response. “Nothin’, just… this,” she gestures to you sprawled across your bed, a wide smile on your face and a happy flush in your cheeks, “is what I was like after my first few dates with Elvis,” she smiles.

You feel your cheeks heat up even more, “Really? I mean, of course you were, but…” you trail off, unsure how to voice the implications of that statement.

She hums affirmatively, then after a moment of hesitation says “I didn’t wanna bring this up before because I wasn’t sure if this’d make you more nervous, but… you know how I was helping you get ready tonight? Elvis was actually doing the same for Steve,” she says softly, then adds teasingly, “And I bet he’s gushing about you to him just like you are to me right now.”

“Oh hush,” you dismiss her teasing statement.

“No, I’m serious! He’s probably all,” she falls into an approximation of Steve’s voice, “‘Gosh, EP, you shoulda seen the dress she was wearing—“

“—I think I was actually speechless when I saw her,” Steve tells Elvis, who’s listening with a smile on his face, “And I swear, talking to her is the easiest thing I’ve ever done. We just flow so naturally, you know? And the way she talks about dancing…” he sighs, picturing the way you lit up as you talked about the beginnings of your passion for dance, “I could honestly listen to her talk about it forever.”

Elvis takes in the look on his friend’s face: one remarkably similar, he’s sure, to the one he has when he talks about Cilla. “I’m glad you had a good time, Steve,” he says with a genuine smile, “it sounds like it went really well.”

“Thanks, EP,” Steve replies with a smile, jolting out of his lovesickness just enough to turn his attention to his friend, “I really, really like her.”

“I know you do,” Elvis replies with a chuckle, “and I know she really, really likes you, too. But Steve,” his tone turns serious, “you may be a very good friend of mine, but Y/N’s like a little sister to me, alright? I’ve known her for about 20 years now, and if anything happened to her I…” he trails off, his emotions getting the better of him for the moment, before continuing seriously, “Just… don’t break her heart, alright?”

Steve nods somberly, “Of course, Elvis. I would never do anything intentional to hurt her, I swear. She clearly means a lot to you, and… and she does to me, too.”

“Good,” Elvis nods, and stands to leave, “I’m happy for ya, Steve. See you at the studio tomorrow, loverboy,” he teases before stepping out the door, leaving Steve alone.

You arrive at the studio the next day practically giddy, your mind filled with thoughts of the night before. Some of the girls on your crew come over to ask about how your date went, and where Marie would usually make some snooty comment, she is noticeably absent, which isn’t too much of a surprise; you assume she’s in one of her holier-than-thou, “above all the petty gossip” moods today. Once you’ve satisfied your friends with your explanation— though you’re sure they’ll be back asking more questions in no time— you set about getting ready for the performance. 

As you glance around the set, you spot Steve in the control room, looking extremely focused. There’s a hard set to his jaw and an adorable little furrow in his brow that tells you he’s thinking hard about whatever he’s doing, and dare you say… It's extremely attractive.

Before your thoughts can stray too far down that path, though, you shake yourself, and settle for managing to catch his eye and give him a little wave before taking your place on set. 

Steve, for what it’s worth, does his absolute best to focus on his job at the moment. Really, he does. But how is he supposed to focus when you’re down there looking like that; going through the movements as if they came as naturally to you as breathing, completely in your element… indescribably beautiful, in Steve’s eyes. 

He’s jolted out of his thoughts as something smacks his arm, and he turns to see Bones looking at him with a single raised eyebrow. 

“Quit gawking at your girlfriend, Steve, we’ve got work to do!” 

“I wasn’t—” he protests, then changes the subject entirely at the knowing look on Bones’s face, “Whatever, just pull up two.”

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[apollothesunrat]

If the gl2 rb requests are still open, are Priscilla Pynch and/or her mother, Madeline Pynch an option?

hi

The Pynchs! Madeline and Priscilla.

Y'know I believe if we had more time with Priscilla not being influenced by her mither she could've be a very good friend to Cody and Frankie.

[frosty-tian]

Like I half-promised!

Some sketches + memes of my ship and yours. Big brothers, sister, and dad can date giant alien robots, but little Cody can't date little villain Priss.

akskalkskajjajsa Cody saw everything when he went down to the kitchen for a midnight snack for then go to the control room to see the camaras. Thid is why his dad told him to sleep early.

The last sketch is a little idea of a school play were Priss is the villain, Cody the jester, and Frankie the princess protagonist 😊😚.

Will finish them when I have the energy...

I screeched with the laughter, their expressions!!

Honestly I was only expecting a devastated Cody and Priscilla, so that was a lovely surprise! Poor Cody, he never saw doomsday coming in this form and will never be the same again.

(Sorry for the delay on my end, I wanted to at least make my end of the sketch look half-decent. Hopefully I’ll get around lining it and whatnots.)

Frankie: Someone had to be Joker Jr, and it is definitely very fitting for you.

(Thank you so much for this and please rest well first, health is important.)

[emiel-surreal]

ohhh about my last rb. im sure it applies to most/all creative industries but it’s especially relevant in film lately. idk if you’ve noticed but like every film from a major producer in recent years is incredibly formulaic. i wont even say i dislike these kinds of movies, there is a place for them, but it shapes the common audience’s perception of what a movie ought to be and makes them unappreciative of anything outside that formula. and some directors are trying to move away from that. but again even when they do make a Different Kind Of Movie, people judge it poorly because they think The Standard is the hero’s journey formula.

priscilla comes to mind. before i went in i was told my cousin didn’t like it, for some reason. but dude i loved that movie, i loved the abrupt ending and that none of the tension was comfortably released and it really is just priscilla. it was exactly what it needed to be to communicate to me what was going on. meanwhile last night i was talking to my sister about how i think the elvis presley movie was just poorly made in a lot of ways.

but who am i.

[sonicnerd]

Wes x Priscilla + a few HC's

-I've never seen anyone ship the two before, therefore, I will consider myself the founder of this ship since there's no one else shipping them UwU

Wes HC's

He has glasses but doesn't were them cause he thinks it ruins his look

This teen is very tall and kinda skinny

Very good listener

Nothing can scare him!!! .... That's a lie, he has slight claustrophobia from being in the cave and it collapsing + a slight fear of the dark also cause of the cave

This teen will wear crop tops, and he will make it into a statement

The only reason he has so many crop tops is cause someone said that "boys can't look good in crop tops" and Wes proved the guy wrong

He's a red neck, western fok, cowboy person, whatever you wanna make of it

His dad showed him how to use a gun for hunting and his dad gave him a pocket knife with a dragon design

Has a secret sweet tooth that he tries to hide but since Cody and Frankie always have candy on them he always ask for one then by the end of the day he's had like 30 pieces of candy

Cuteness is he weakness, he'll tell Cody 'no' so they won't have to buy something but Cody makes a cute face and Wes gets defeated and buys it

Priscilla

Even though we don't know who her dad is, I think her dad is Russian (idk why, I just see it)

Her and Frankie are singing partners and sing at events

She's a bit nicer but still rude at times when it comes to certain things

She is the queen bee without a doubt

Even though her mom got arrested and is in jail, Priscilla can still live in her house cause her mom literally bought the house

She hates kids, and does anything to avoid them

Adores being complemented by everyone

This girl is like Mary Poppins, she has a small bag that can have everything you can imagine

She wants to be a fashion designer or a model when she's older

The most petty person your gonna meet

Wes x Priscilla HC's

Since Wes draws a lot, and we see that he can draw people, overtime he became better and drew a picture of Percilla and left it in her desk, the next day she found the drawing and didn't know who drew it, but she had to admit, it was a beautiful drawing

Even though Wes has confidence to do stuff, when he catches feeling he is the shyest person ever

Wes sings behind closed doors so if Priscilla ever wants to sing with him he has to be in a different room or he'll just freeze up

Both love fashion, Wes will draw up a dress design and Percilla will make and wear it

They don't really talk to each other when they were first introduced to one another and honestly hated seeing each other (cause they both had feelings for one another)

Wes is the golden retriever and Priscilla is the black cat

Priscilla almost never takes off her hat thing and the time she did to reset it, Wes saw how beautiful she was without it

Simple dates are Wes's style while expensive dates are Priscilla's style

They have that "opposites attract" feelings for eachother

Priscilla has ✨ mommy + daddy issues ✨ and Wes is the normal one

Note:

Priscilla didn't turn out exactly like how I wanted but Wes looks adorable, baby boy got a huge crush

@asmoteeth @sphnyspinspin @blueberry-cute-cat

Have a good day/night!

February 25/2023

[gelu-the-babosa-multiversal]

¨What happened to Priscilla??¨ No one asked

Also, news tends to come late to Griffin Rock...

[lena-rambles]

find the word

thanks @violets-in-her-arms-writes for the tag! took me a few days, but here i am lol

i was given trip, throne, tired, tempt, and tone. i switched the latter two's order because both answers are from the same scene and chronologically it worked better haha

also editing to put it under a read more because damn i pasted a lot

trip ; i got nothing for this ;-;

throne ; once upon a cursèd dream

A thought brushes against the back of my mind. I have yet to see her face, but she seems familiar. Her thin frame, delicate hands, and there—a faint mark on her forearm. I suck in a sharp breath and finally lift my gaze. Our eyes meet. She has stopped in her tracks, only halfway through the throne room, but I don’t blame her. She whispers under her breath and her eyes, light brown and familiar, flick across my body. In a daze, I rise from my throne and shake off Mother hissing my name. I know everyone is staring at us, I can feel the curious heat of their eyes, but for once I am able to ignore them.

(re)tired ; long live the queen

I sank into the music, savouring it and committing it to memory until I heard it next. We danced for two songs afterwards, then retired from the floor. We made our way to his parents, who stood by the marble fountain talking with Lords Cassius and Alba. The two men bowed and excused themselves, leaving Theodore and I alone with Cadmus and Priscilla. “Felicem diem brumatis,” I greeted. “Happy solstice,” they returned, Priscilla a beat behind her husband.

(s)tone ; eris

(a dark sapphic fantasy that i hope to introduce sometime. aesthetic rbs here. also this "line" is ridiculously long but i'm also very fond of this entire scene so-)

The outskirts of Feyre weren’t pretty. If Lyssa was honest, the whole area surrounding the capital was dreary: a monotonous collection of farms and gaunt faces trudging down the murky streets. The north end of the city was likely the finest urban neighborhood in Tallia, the home of the wealthy, but the streets gradually worsened towards the south. Despite Lyssa’s grand plans of revolution, she didn’t like being in Feyre longer than she had to unless she was in the north end. Unfortunately, she was meeting an informant in Eira Park; not the picture of wealth. She strode through the streets, weeds and stones bowing beneath her feet. The houses here were clustered closer than Llorian marriages, with solid bases but looking weaker the taller they were. The people of Feyre preferred growing up than out, which made for a few unstable structures. It didn’t take much longer for her to arrive at the meeting spot: Rafe’s Tavern. The building looked to be three houses stacked on top of each other, the tavern at the bottom melding into the stone foundation that stretched across the whole block. Lyssa ducked under the hand-painted sign hanging in the doorway—not the smartest architectural decision—and claimed a small table away from the rowdy men arm-wrestling in the corner. She reached into her gold pouch and pulled out a coin for when the barmaid came around, then rested her forearms on the table. A minute later, a barmaid came around and Lyssa ordered a pint of berry mead. The tavern door creaked open and two people came in, her informant and— Rieka?

tempt ; eris

Lyssa scoffed. “I know someone who would spill information to me like water from a bucket. You don’t know that Rieka doesn’t have someone.” “She doesn’t, I swear.” Lyssa chuckled, but before she could say anything more, the barmaid arrived with her berry mead. While Melian ordered, Lyssa took the chance to look at Rieka for the first time in a while. She was sturdy and lithe but hunched. Her silver-white hair hung heavy around her porcelain skin, slick and tangly. Lyssa reached a foot across the floor and touched her calf. Rieka startled but smiled at Lyssa. “You’re Rieka?” Rieka’s face slid into a blank mask, which Lyssa knew was because she didn’t want to laugh and give the game away. Even though the two hadn’t seen each other in nearly a year, the lure of playing with an unwitting person was too tempting. “Yes, ma’am.”

tagging @reneesbooks, @the-stray-storyteller, @gummybugg, and whoever else wants to for the words dark, grin, breath(e), scream, and music

(also renee and cécile you're both on the oucd taglist so there's a sneak peek of a shabby draft for you up there)