#sou'wester

[cynosurus]

I have a new sou'wester, so the cloudburst is just a good excuse to go outside and explore.

[fae-sodapop]

The Little Nightmares Kids #Two

Here I'll be sharing my drawings & headcanons!

This is an AU where all the kids live.

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LN2

Spoon (spoon girl) : 11 years old, ginger hair, green eyes, She/her, 🇮🇪/🇺🇲, Item: spoon. Spoon is very fast & feels the need to protect everyone in her group. She's a bit sassy and rude at times often lashing out if she believes someone may endanger the rest of the group, how else would a traumatized kid react in a hell scape? She butts heads with lots of the other kids in the group but she only wants to keep them safe. Wasn't happy when West took over their little group.

Sweetz (lollipop kid): 8 years old, brown hair, brown eyes, he/him, 🇬🇧/🇺🇲, Item: Lollipop. Scared and fearful, not as fast as the other kids, often lags behind. He only really attacks when extremely frightened (as with the bullies). He felt really bad for hurting the bullies in the school because they resemble kids (whether or not they actually are) he'd never want to hurt another person.

Ghost: 12 years old, pale blonde hair, golden eyes, they/it, 🇨🇦. They're mute, using sign language to communicate. They saved a baby rat and named it phantom. It fights w/ spoon a lot saying she's very bossy. They're good at climbing.

Tyke (The toddler): 2 years old, Brown hair, brown eyes, He/Him, 🇺🇲, Item: knapsack.

Bleu (Blue overalls boy) : 6 years old, black hair, brown eyes, he/him, 🇺🇲, Item: large nail. He was in an orphanage with Mono (while in the Nowhere) he didn't escape unharmed however, he has several burn marks on his body. The kids at the orphanage were all close friends he's worried about what happened to the rest of them. He found Tyke in the forest while running from the hunter & had been trying his best to keep him safe until he found the rest of the group.

SHE'S MY FAVORITE AHHHHH

West (Sou'wester girl): 14 years old, Brown hair, blue & green eyes, She/her, 🇨🇦, Item: Sou'wester hat. The oldest kid of the group she's been running around the forests near the pale city but she never intended to become the leader of a bunch of kids she barely knew. She escaped an encounter with the hunter after trying to take food from his cabin but she escaped, losing her hat in the process. She's quite tall due to the side effects of the signal tower even though she's been able to reduce its affects while staying in the forest.

The bullies

Prim & Proper - 11 years old (?), Twins

Rough & Rowdy - 9 years old (?), Twins

1 & 2) Kids from LN2 comics & their models

3) the bullies

4 & 5) Sou'wester girl model

[classicalcanvas]

Title: Fisherman with Sou'wester, head

Artist: Vincent van Gogh

Date: 1883

Style: Realism

Genre: Portrait

[vimbry]

JF: I sure hope tomorrow night's exactly like tonight(!) [audience whooping]

JL: (laughs) yeah. we'll- we'll be wearing our, uh, our sou'westers tomorrow, if that's the case. [Marty begins drumming impatiently.] in fact, we'll be dressed as sea captains. [laughing] smoking pipes; underbeard- underbeards.

and, um - Marty Beller wants me to tell you that... he wants us to play music. [laughter] cause he's-

JF: (laughs) he's being driven insane!

JL: he's being driven crazy by the amount of water that's pouring on him. [laughter] so, we'll (laughs) so we'll carry on now. mr. Marty Beller over there! [whooping] [Marty drums exuberantly.]

JF: mr. Marty Beller on the DRUMS, ladies and gentlemen! [cheering and lighter drumming continues]

JL: um, okay. [audience members yelling "WE LOVE YOU" and "MART-AAAY"] I usually wear my sou'wester when there's a nor'easter. [laughter] but- I might make an exception.

[aimeedaisies]

✨ 15 days of Princess Anne ✨

August is Princess Anne’s birth month and her 73rd birthday is on the 15th so until then we will look at her fascinating life, one photo for every year!

The sixties

1960 Queen Elizabeth, The Queen Mother with her three grandchildren, Princess Anne, Prince Charles and newborn Prince Andrew, August 1960.

1961 Princess Anne at the Royal Windsor Horse Show in Berkshire on 13th May 1961.

1962 Prince Philip at the helm (in yellow sou'wester) with his daughter Princess Anne on board the Royal Yawl "Bloodhound" during a sailing holiday on Loch Oich, Invernesshire on 23rd August 1962.

1963 A portrait of Princess Anne wearing a girl guides uniform taken for her 13th birthday on 9th August 1963

1964 Princess Anne (bottom left) as a bridesmaid at King Constantine & Queen Anne-Marie’s wedding on 18th September 1964.

1965 One year old Prince Edward in his pram with his elder sister Princess Anne and their father Prince Philip which was taken at Frogmore on 13th April 1965.

1966 Princess Anne with Prince Charles and Prince Philip, behind the wheel arriving at a polo match in Kingston, Jamaica on 10th August 1966.

1967 Princess Anne’s first tiara appearance (the Cartier Halo tiara), at the 1967 state opening. She is travelling in a state coach with her mother, Queen Elizabeth II, her father, The Duke of Edinburgh and her brother, Prince Charles to the Houses of Parliament.

1968 Princess Anne (front, second from left) with members of the Danish and British royal families in the royal box at the Royal Opera House in Covent Garden, London, UK, 29th April 1968. From left to right, Prince George of Denmark, Princess Margaret, Queen Ingrid of Denmark, Queen Elizabeth II, King Frederick IX, Queen Elizabeth The Queen Mother and Princess Anne of Denmark.

1969 Princess Anne at her first ever engagement where she launched Esso Northumbria in Newcastle on 02/05/1969

(50’s)

[dailylittlenightmares]

Hello hello again tumblr user dailylittlenights ..... tis I. Again, I find my way here to make the most specific requests known to man.

(^ live picture of me looking at the "send ask" button /j)

-- If you don't mind! Mostly from LN II this time :^)

There is this little girl with a sou'wester in a cage in the Wilderness. I have seen a few very crunchy pictures of her but I'm not sure if you've ever posted one of her up close🤔

Another dead kid, this time in the Pale City section... you know the level with the cart in the toyshop and the water that can get you electrocuted? In the backroom, there's a bed with a kid (presumably?) laying on it. I would like to see them up close because you can barely make out their outline.

MONSTER SIX'S ROOM PICS PLEASE... there's a lot of tiny details hidden in there that I really love... like the tiny shoes... or the two plushies of a bear and a bunny holding hands... aughfghh

Can we get some Doctor, Hunter and/or Teacher pics eventually? 🤔

Final thing: if possible, I would love to see all three of the big Lady statues in the Residence up close. The headless one is especially interesting to me👹

Thank you so much for reading and for your work☺💛

hi hi!!! yes to all but i do have a post of the dead kid here (I’ll still get a closer shot of them for you) about the second “kid” in the bed, it’s actually not a kid at all haha but ill still post it, and yeah I can get some shots of the residents! I’ve been neglecting them x) and thank you again!!!

[roastie]

feel like we used to talk about sou'westers a lot more when i was a child

[meanscarletdeceiver]

Whomst?

I've read the book three times now, but I'm never prepared for the Buffalo Bill cameo.

His appearance is abrupt:

It was up at the Wee Fleet that Buffalo Bill stuck that night in 1904. His show was touring Britain in a train of American-type stock. With it the G.&.S.W. took great pains. Two 0-6-0 engines from Ayr shed, 316 and 318, were provided, with two good men, Tom Barry on the first one and Andrew Watt on the second. These stayed with the train during its tour of Ayrshire. For the extra heavy grades south of Girvan, No. 9 from that shed, one of Smellie's 0-6-0's rebuilt with domed boiler, was turned out, and two Girvan stalwarts, Driver John McKnight and Fireman Andrew Bowman, banked them through to New Luce. The Ayr engines turned home from Stranraer. The next move was to Dumfries. The Caledonian, very scornful of those puny Sou'West engines, sent down one of their 0-8-0s from Motherwell shed, with a Motherwell driver. Andrew McKenzie of Stranraer acted as conductor. Now they were repairing the Wee Fleet viaduct at the time, and a man was stationed there to give a caution signal to all trains, as the gradient falls steeply to the viaduct in both directions. Evidently the sight of Buffalo Bill bearing down on him in the darkness was too much for the watchman's nerves, for instead of giving them a green lamp he gave a red, and stopped the procession on the viaduct. So they only got half-way up the succeeding 1 in 76 when they stuck, and had to divide their train, taking it up to Loch Skerrow in two portions. If Buffalo Bill could have seen the country in which he stuck he might well have imagined himself back in the Black Hills of Dakota.

Citation needed, Davie. Citation needed.

- Tales of the Glasgow and South Western (David L. Smith)

[lilaccatholic]

You get a classic!!!

We hove our ship to with the wind from sou'west, boys

We hove our ship to, for to strike soundings clear

It's forty-five fathoms, with a white sandy bottom

We squared our main yard and up channel did steer

(Send me a number 1-35, other than 4, 5, or 15, and I'll give you a shanty!)

@backwoodsbigfoot

[remadra]

whos Souwester?, shes blonde and is wearing green so is she this girl?

Nah, that's Long Haired Girl.

Sou'wester is the girl in the cage that you take the yellow hat from as Mono! She's one of the Hunter's victims. I took creative liberties.

My phone crashed and dropped into a reboot cycle trying to download this picture and I had to pull my battery to get it to stop.

[thecolorsfucked]

Yeah bud. I know of course "Early in the Morning" "High Barbary" "Jolly Sou'Wester (Fish in the Sea)" "Leave Her Johnny Leave Her" and "Santayana". I like the last one cuz I looked up Santa Anna and he had a raw ass quote

"Say to Mr. Poinsett that it is very true that I threw up my cap for liberty with great ardor, and perfect sincerity, but very soon found the folly of it. A hundred years to come my people will not be fit for liberty. They do not know what it is, unenlightened as they are, and under the influence of Catholic clergy, a despotism is a proper government for them, but there is no reason why it should not be a wise and virtuous one."

I played AC 4: Black Flag and that's where I learned most of these and then I found The Longest Johns the folk who made that "Wellerman" song that was vital a few years ago

Thats genuinely the most arousing thing Ive ever learned about a mutual other than when @zoethebitch showed me her fucked up ass car 💦

[trans-lykanthropie]

You find the captain staggering slightly as she walks the aft deck. It's four bells of the middle watch, passengers are asleep, the deck deserted. You know the captain doesn't get drunk, she's known for being rowdy but never fully inebriated. Why, then, is she so unsteady on her feet?

You close the distance to her and tug on the sleeve of her heavy oilskin raincoat. You ask her if she's ok, yet you get the impression she didn't hear you. Instead she turns around slowly, her eyes rendered invisible in the dark cast shadow of her sou'wester. Immediately something seems....off...

She grins, flashing those familiar sharp canines of hers. She giggles and staggers forward, eventually ending up leaning directly on you. Despite her only being a few inches taller, she feels incredibly heavy. Now that you think about it, she seems slightly taller than normal. How can that be right?

Her eerie laughter continues as you try to push her back on her feet. A few times the heels of her boots thud heavily on the deck before she finally seems to recover her own footing. Again there's that grin. Again there's that strange impression that she's bigger than she appears.

Your thoughts are cut short as her hands swoop from the darkness and clamp down on your upper arms. Her grip is ferocious, you feel the blood flow being constricted under the unexpected pressure. You're pinned in place, stammering in surprise that slowly leaks into fear. You still can't see her eyes, just two specks of reflected light amid the inky black shadow. She's grinning even wider and leans forward, the deck boards creaking. You don't know what's happening and the tension, both physical and metaphorical, is unbearable. Seconds drag by. You hear only the pounding of blood in your ears and the captain's heavy, growling breaths.

Suddenly a whistling sound breaks the air and the captain straightens, like a bowstring pulled taught, whipping her head around in the direction of the noise. A few more seconds crawl by, and after the pause she lets go of your arms. You stagger as the hobnails of your boots clatter on the deck, you didn't even realise you'd been lifted an inch or two off the ground. Her smile has gone, she seems alert instead. After another brief moment of silence, she turns and lumbers heavily off in the direction of the whistling noise. In a moment she's rounded a corner and vanished from sight.

Panting, you try to gather yourself together and find it almost impossible. Your hands are shaking, and you have no intention of following her to find out what's going on. Nervous and weak at the knees, you head back to your post and later to your cabin.

You'll fall asleep immediately, but you won't feel well rested the next day. You have strangely shaped red marks on your arms where the captain's nails had dug in, the only thing betraying the fact that it wasn't a peculiar dream. You don't even know if you should tell anyone what happened.

[sinni-ok-sessi]

man, I would make such a good retired sea captain. I already look great in an aran jumper, all I need is a sou'wester and a pipe

[jomiddlemarch]

for the made up fic title: (song lyrics as titles cuz why not haha) "in a storm in my best dress, fearless"

Something about Helnik always makes me come up with sort of zany plot lines, so this would be a modern AU where Matthias is a local reporter who usually covers sports who is deployed during a hurricane to cover storm surge by his boss Kaspar and is NOT HAPPY ABOUT IT. Nina is a bridesmaid who has HAD IT with the wedding reception for her cousin Alek she's attending at a venue overlooking the ocean, since her ex Niko has spent the whole time hitting on Alek's sister Ursula, her aunt Barbara has taken every opportunity to suggest she needs to lose at least 10 lbs dear, and the wi-fi sucks so she can't even reliably text her BBFs Inez and Zoe for moral support and snarking, respectively. Nina and Matthias meet, albeit not necessarily cutely, when she goes outside to get some air and he is stationed right near the back of the club's pavilion. An argument ensues as to the wisdom of both their choices, not excluding the revealing design of Nina's bridesmaid dress (she had tried to convey to Alek's bride Alina that the neckline of the dress Alina picked would look *very different* on someone with... curves and had given up in the face of Alina's starry-eyed enchantment and Alek's prior-to-shopping enjoinder/plea to grant Alina's every wish) and Matthias's bright yellow raincoat with matching sou'wester.

This will probably turn into a kiss when Matthias grabs Nina to keep her from getting toppled by a wave, plus/minus the kiss getting caught on camera by Matthias's camera crew Jess and Wylie.

[propertyofkylar]

alright I had my fun here's the rest

avery: fedora (m!) or a Sunday bonnet (f!)

Eden: coonskin, pork pie, or deerstalker; trapper in the winter

Black Wolf/Dog: forest debris and/or bird nest

Sydney: hood or veil (church), boater

Alex: Sun hat, cowboy hat, sou'wester

Gwylan: it looks like a witch hat but isn't, she swears

thank you....i truly enjoyed this...all true.

[grumpyfaceurn]

I need

- to be working a job with a net positive effect on the world in about ten years time

- new dancing shoes

- to get a grip on my finances to know how much I actually have available (especially if I'm getting into the habit of taking actual vacations nowadays)

- cat-safe insect nets on my kitchen window

- more music in my life

- a new bed and bedroom

- to build some strength if I want to keep enjoying this sailing lark

- better oilskin stuff and a rollable duffle bag and maybe a sou'wester

- to sew a sailor's smock (from canvas or maybe actual oilskin fabric?)

- to finally figure out what I want to do with my mother's grave

- to decide to actually take some more driving lessons or to drop that plan altogether

- to book my stay for the tall ship races as soon as possible

-something something meal planning something something nutrition something

- figure out a thing for the thing oh no