#Orson Drawn

[nioumin-draw]

Sketch and Wip of One of My Hogwart legacy oc , Orson Drawn

Like you see ,something happen to him ☹️…..Let’s say he is the favorite target of two mean prankester troublemaker : Peeves and Everett Clopton

I’ll try to turn it into digital and give you more details about what happens here .

#harry potter oc #harry potter #hogwarts #hphl mc #hphl oc #Orson Drawn #oc #ravenclaw #hogwart legacy #sketch

[danisha-tdh]

Pov: you called him "shorty"-

(Betrayus is taller than Orson)

#doodles #orson #pacman orson #lord betrayus #betrayus #this came from my brain #i haven't drawn Betrayus a while #but ehh I'm oki with it

[deadpanwalking]

21-year-old Orson Welles doing a screen test for Warner Brothers in early 1937

#he's not bad he's just drawn that way #orson welles

[papimoore]

Happy 40th anniversary, Alvin and the chipmunks Happy 35th anniversary, Garfield and friends Happy 18th anniversary, Johnny Test…

#my artwork #myartwork #childhood nostalgia #hand drawn #hand drawn art #handdrawn #myart #johnny test #alvin and the chipmunks #alvin seville #simon seville #theodore seville #Us arches #orson pig #orson's farm #garfield #garfield the cat #garfield and friends #garfield and odie #garfield fanart #johnny test fanart #kids wb #teletoonshows #teletoon #nickelodeon #cbs saturday morning #tooncast #childhood cartoons #2000s cartoons #80s nostalgia

[tomoleary]

Milton Caniff - Dragon Lady Illustration Original Art (1939)

Source

“Caniff was well known to have prints made of Dragon Lady which he would hand-color and give out to fans requesting artwork, but this stunning piece is all hand-drawn, and was created for a very special person -- Orson Welles! The mat includes an inscription from Caniff, "For Orson Welles -- who knows how to savor melancholy," and is signed and dated, "New York, October 1939." This was one year after the famous Mercury Theater "War of the Worlds" radio program that made Welles a star. Obviously, Mr. Caniff was a fan!”

#milton caniff #dragon lady #original art #Terry and the Pirates

[hbcsource]

HELENA BONHAM CARTER IN CONVERSATION WITH SIMON CALLOW | THE LONDON LIBRARY MAGAZINE | APRIL 2023 Helena Bonham Carter was joined by the writer and fellow actor Simon Callow at home this spring to discuss her new role: Library President. The two are longtime members and met filming the 1985 EM Forster adaptation A Room With a View. Bonham Carter was 19. It was the first of many Merchant Ivory productions for her, including Maurice and Howards End, before Hollywood called, with a role as the suicidal love interest in David Fincher's Fight Club. Work with her former husband, Tim Burton, came next, as well as a contribution to the Harry Potter franchise and more. Callow's acting career includes stage roles in Shakespeare, Beckett, pantomime and contemporary theatre and beloved British films such as Four Weddings and a Funeral. He is a biographer of Oscar Wilde and Orson Welles and a renowned Dickens expert. This conversation has been edited and condensed for clarity. HELENA BONHAM CARTER: Simon, it's very nice to see you here. Welcome to my Presidential home! I'm not having a clever day - do you find that, or are you always clever? SIMON CALLOW: Always. But I think I might be daunted by being the President of The London Library. Such a wonderful title, such a wonderful entity. HELENA: I love the title. The older I get, the more I like having conversations with dead people - for instance my dad, who made me a member when I was 21. For the Library to then ask me to be President... SIMON: Fantastic. HELENA : I used the Library a lot then, which was also when I first met you. I was sort of roaming and feeling lost, having a great time filming but feeling out of my depth everywhere. My peer group had gone to uni, and I was suddenly just on my own path and really unequipped to deal with it. I had a massive chip on my shoulder. So The London Library was my college. I felt legitimate, and I thought I could wander in and dress up like Virginia Woolf. SIMON: It's like going right back to the source, isn't it? There it all is, and there they were. HELENA: There they were! It's not only a conversation with my dead dad, but a conversation with EM Forster. If it was not for him, we wouldn't be here. SIMON: A Room With A View is my favourite film of all the films I've been in, and I'm still astonished by its freshness. HELENA: It still works. SIMON: It really does. It was my second film and I was incredibly relieved - I'd been in Amadeus and detested every second. When I got the script [for A Room With A View] Ismail [Merchant, the producer] said to me: "We want you to play the leading part!" So I thought, "This is great, he sees me as George. I'll go on a diet immediately." Then my agent discovered I was in fact playing the Reverend Beebe. And I thought, "No, outright no." I was terribly hurt. HELENA: And totally miscast. SIMON: Beebe's the fat old parson; I can't possibly play him. Finally I gave in to discover that suddenly I was with the aristocracy of British film and theatre: Maggie [Smith], Judi [Dench] and Fabia Drake, no less. And you. Who was completely new. HELENA: I was a foetus. SIMON: What I remember about you then was the incredible speed with which you spoke. HELENA: Oh, seriously? That's like my daughter. SIMON: You would change tack in the middle of a sentence and contradict yourself. HELENA: I don't think that's changed. I'm interested that I spoke at all. I remember myself as a mute, a total mouse, and so in awe of everyone. I was aware that you were a writer and talking about Mozart a lot, so I thought, "He's the Renaissance man that I have to become." Also, without being too indiscreet, you were one of the kinder adults. SIMON: Fabia was an absolute holy terror. What was great was to be working on a script drawn from such a wonderful novel. Ruth [Prawer Jhabvala, who adapted the original novel for the film] incomparably excelled at weaving the words from the novel into a real script, so that these were really people talking to each other. My favourite scene in any movie I've acted in is our scene at the piano. HELENA: It was the most important scene. You, as Mr Beebe, caught Lucy [Honeychurch, my character] playing in private. He's so tender and I love that. "If only you knew how to live as you play." SIMON: Beebe, certainly as written by Ruth - less so by Forster actually - is essentially benevolent. I remember the first read through, in London somewhere? HELENA: I was terrified. Maybe it was the first time I read with Maggie and Judi. SIMON: Maggie terrified me by saying, "Why are you calling him 'Beebe'? It has to be 'Bee-be'. Beebe sounds as if we're at the Beeb!" Were you always a great reader of novels? HELENA: Quite a good reader, though I was slow. I was taught at English A Level by Penelope Fitzgerald. SIMON: I knew and loved her. Was she a good teacher? HELENA: Extraordinary. Did you ever read Offshore? I love that. But I thought it would be good to look as if I read, because then every heroine in every book or film was a reader or writer. I wanted to be Judy Davis in My Brilliant Career. It was probably quite healthy, instead of fixating on a physique, which is what most people do these days because of Instagram. I wasn't very sexual for a long time. SIMON: You were wearing lots of clothes. HELENA: So many clothes. SIMON: One couldn't even begin to guess what the woman beneath would be. HELENA: No, there wasn't a body. SIMON: It was extraordinary, you were a sort of Oxfam shop on two legs. HELENA: I don't know where that came from. I think I had a real complex. Maybe because I was in such a male world. I went to Westminster [School], which was all boys, so before I even walked into period movies, I was dressed as a Victorian. It was always about pretending to be in the past. I over romanticised or felt I belonged in the past, actually. SIMON: The biggest relationships in my young life were with my grandmothers. I asked one to make me an 18th-century costume for a Christmas present. HELENA: Oh, I love that. So you dressed up as Mozart? SIMON: In effect. I loved the fabrics, the shimmer of it all. HELENA: On Maurice [1987] I did hair and makeup for all the men, which was rather a good way of dating people. It was Tinder then. In terms of influence, how important were your parents? SIMON: The only one of my family that read novels was my grandmother, though she never talked about them. A book can be just for you. You have a relationship with the characters and have somehow subsumed them into your psyche. HELENA: I always feel like you want to share the wonder. SIMON: Your family are very literary, aren't they? HELENA: Well, my grandmother Violet definitely was, on my dad's side. She was [Prime Minister H H] Asquith's daughter [and president of the Liberal Party from 1945-47]. My maternal grandmother was a special character, but found it difficult to read. I think she would have been diagnosed as dyslexic now, but she wrote beautifully. My mum, her whole life has never been without several books. My dad developed cortical blindness, which meant he couldn't see faces, but could read, so he read his way through the last 24 years of his life. We had half of The London Library in our home because they'd send him books. SIMON: Oh, fantastic. HELENA: Violet was formidable and wrote a lot of letters. I came back from filming with Woody Allen in a monastery in Taormina, and Dad was editing them. There was a postcard to her husband in 1940 saying: "Have just finished Morgan's latest Howards End." She knew Edward Morgan Forster. When I came to film Howards End with you, I read Violet's [unfinished] autobiography and thought, "Oh god, she was basically like the Helen Schlegel character, a sort of radical bohemian, a bluestocking..." And would have been the same age. So maybe she was a bit of a model for Helen. SIMON: Forster wasn't a recluse until later at King's College Cambridge, I think. HELENA: Did you ever get a sense of what he was like? SIMON: Everything in his life was the opposite of what he espoused: the passion, the connecting. This gives his work its force, because it didn't come easily to him. He had to struggle to make it happen. HELENA: He did have relationships though, didn't he? SIMON: Famously with a married policeman, Bob Buckingham. But also earlier, in Alexandria, and later, with a Bulgarian art collector, 45 years his junior. All very discreet. As a young gay man, I was impatient with him. Instead of thinking how extraordinary it was for its time, I just thought, "Come on, we've gone beyond all of this". It felt a bit spinsterly. Now I think it's passionate and unbelievably brave and exquisitely written. Then, I was more taken by DH Lawrence, which was all oceanic... My entire ambition was to be a writer. Do you write? HELENA: I've been asked to, and I've written the odd article. My attention span is troubling, but I do enjoy it when I apply myself. SIMON: I have to work very hard at it, and do terrifically long days. I can be at the laptop by seven. HELENA: In the morning? Jeez. OK, so you've got Morning Brain. SIMON: I've got a night brain, too. But no afternoon brain. HELENA: The afternoon is not really good for much. SIMON: Yes. I have difficulty in the theatre, rehearsing in the afternoon. HELENA: I have to have a snooze, no matter what. The snooze has been a pillar of my living. Do you ever write in books when you're reading them, or is that sacrilegious? SIMON: I do when I'm reviewing, but that's with proofs, so I can scrawl all over them. HELENA: I've got a thing about having a relationship with a book, so I will, unfortunately, write sentences in them. Also in the hope that somehow it's going to stick in the brain. SIMON: Let's talk about the Library - its location, for instance. St James's Square is enchanting. HELENA: Yes, and I do think that places work magic on us and influence what we think. It is very creative. Also, just silence. To go and sit with others with no danger of conversation, but you've got the company of other people concentrating. If you're going to seriously write, it could be very lonely. You have to go to battle with yourself, but it's alleviated at the Library because you're with other people who are going into battle with themselves. SIMON: Libraries generally have a very curious combination of this quietness and focus, coupled with a very sexy feeling. It's the silence. HELENA: I was going to raise that, but you start. SIMON: I wonder why that is exactly. It's just because everybody's in their own space and in their own world somehow, and you know that as you drift into that sort of semi hypnotic state, sex is going to be in there somewhere. HELENA: Yeah, it's always there. SIMON: So it's the subconscious. It's sort of milling around the Library. I think I said this before, it's like a book bordello. You just go up and take whatever you want to. HELENA: Have your pleasure. I like that. SIMON: The Library's postal service is also miraculous. And everyone's so sympathetic. Years ago, my dog acquired a passion for 17th-century literature; it turns out it was the fish glue used to bind the spines. One day I came home and there was a priceless volume in pieces all over the place. I offered to replace it somehow but the Librarian said: "I have dogs; I understand." HELENA: How do you use the Library? SIMON: Not for writing or reading. Just to borrow books. The collection of arcana is vast. Writing about Orson Welles, I needed to know what it was like to be a tourist in Morocco in 1930. The Library had six - six! - guides from the period. I don't know anywhere else I could have found that. I love clambering up the metal stairs and finding things that nobody's taken out for 100 years. HELENA: You think George Eliot is going to actually appear. SIMON: It still is enchanting to me to do that. HELENA: As a writer, do you have a ritual? SIMON: Procrastinate as long as possible. I was so relieved to discover that Ibsen could spend four hours rearranging his desk before starting to write. Unlike Dickens. HELENA: He just sat down? SIMON: He was always writing at least two things at once, sometimes more - he wrote the last of The Pickwick Papers and the first chapters of Nicholas Nickleby simultaneously. He worked it all out, I'm sure, on his long walks. HELENA: Have you seen his original manuscripts? SIMON: Almost illegible; you feel the heat of his creative energy. He talks about the characters dancing down the pen. HELENA: I love that - when somebody takes possession. SIMON: As with acting: when it's good, it's not you playing the character, it's the character playing you.

#helena bonham carter #simon callow #the london library #interviews #2023 #interviews: 2023 #the london library magazine 2023

[abuddyforeveryseason]

This is my post for October 29th. Assemble it to find out what it's about! (spoiler: It's Buddy).

I'm still reading Astro Boy. It's a puzzling manga (wow, talk about a thin premise to relate the rant to the Buddy of the day). I'm already at the last few books in the collection, and like I said yesterday, those are the "bad" ones - except they're not bad at all. The Blue Knight chapter (and its sequel chapters) were pretty interesting. But, in the introduction, Tezuka mentioned that back when he was publishing them, the manga's popularity plummeted. Because he was pushed by editors to make Astro Boy an "edgy" hero like the ones from Gekiga of the time. So back in the sixties, that was Astro Boy jumping the shark. Like when Superman died in the nineties, or when Spiderman made that deal with the devil, or Wonder Woman lost her powers and started wearing white tights.

But as someone who wasn't around back then (and, you know, not Japanese), looking back, it's an interesting story. It's a bit like the Astro Boy version of the Death of Superman, it's clear Tezuka wrote the best story he could given the constraints he was under. So even if it's listed under the "worst" Astro Boy stories, it turned out pretty good.

Of course, it's just fine and dandy for me to say so since I have the priviledge of hindsight. All the stuff that matters so much to fans of the time, the stuf that gets them saying their fandom is RUINED FOREVER just looks like an interesting chapter in the character's history.

It kind of makes me wonder, if all the stuff I hate nowadays will be looked back with fondness by future generations.

There's other interesting stuff worth mentioning from the Astro Boy collection. In one of the books, Tezuka's introduction freely admits one of the stories was drawn by Shotaro Ishinomori. It's not secret that Tezuka didn't draw all of his manga. And being used to western comics, I really dislike the idea of other artists not being credited in a story. But Tezuka's 'admission', if you can even call it that (it was more like telling a story about how amazing an artist Ishinomori was), didn't feel like him being an egotist who finally comes clean, but rather being an overworked artist praising another overworked artist in the system they happened to be in. Though maybe I'm being too lenient. I can't tell.

The Ishinomori-drawn story, Electro, also featured the character Skunk Sakai. I was surprised to find out his design was based on none other than Orson Welles, the american director. Very interesting stuff.

#ab4es #drawing #puzzle #puzzles #why is it called puzzles? #that's the puzzle #Astro Boy #Osamu Tezuka #Blue Knight #Superman #The Death of Superman #Spider Man #Wonder Woman #Shotaro Ishinomori #Electro #Orson Welles #Skunk Sakai

[literatureismyentirepersonality]

Jane Eyre 1963

The Eyre-athon returns! (I say, pretending anyone gives a monkey's other than me, who is deeply invested in my own opinions)

1963 is incomplete with episodes two and three missing, but one, four, five and six are available and actually really good. Richard Leech's Rochester really seems to call back to Orson Welles' and Ann Bell is very solid as Jane. The handling and pacing of what we saw seemed well done, if a little disjointed between episodes (things happened at the pace I wanted them to happen, but if I weren't a modern binge watcher, I imagine the break points between episodes might have felt oddly timed in places).

The thing this adaptation really drew out for me is the treatment of the servant class in this and some other adaptations: they are always comic. This is a problematic caricature that traces back through to Shakespeare and to commedia dell'arte 'Zanni' characters. The link repeatedly drawn between the servant class and stupidity/comedy does make me a little uncomfortable, but this is, I think, a mark of 20th century humour— I recently saw an 80s Dracula play adaptation which depicted the servant class in a similar way.

#jane eyre #eyre-athon #jane eyre adaptations

[geaibleu89]

Made some birthday art of an OC that belongs to one of my good friends-I would tag her, but she is no longer on Tumblr, and she's fine with it being posted here

Anyway, this is her Patrol Ranger OC, Orson Redd-I had a lot of fun drawing this guy as he's quite different to the kind of character I normally draw, and before this piece, I had never drawn that particular armour, either (this was the second attempt lol)

face close up because I also enjoyed drawing his face

#fallout #fallout new vegas #fnv #ncr #new california republic #other people's ocs #my art #digital art #I just think he's neat #I was also told once that he punched the graham cracker in the face and broke his nose with one hit #sure would have liked to have been a fly on the wall for that one lol

[pickmansmimic]

Quick rough character sheets I did awhile back! This was Version 1 with the rough idea that needs to be included in every character, npc and pc! Below the cut is drawn out notes from a session not too long ago!

Because my handwriting is questionable.

First image (left to right): 5’5 Eve, 5’7 Ivy! 5’10 Maria! 5’10 Niahian, 5’10 Charlotte, 5’11 Orson, 6’0 Donnie, 6’0 Thaddaeus, 6’2 Dyer, 6’3 Otto, 6’7 A.D., 6’8 Hateya, 6’9 Pickman.

Second image:

A.D (without hat): Raven hair, Green eyes, 6’3 but always in heels so 6’7, Incredibly built, Knife on thigh, Absolutely out of her mind yet still a fantastic doctor.

Hateya: Raven hair, 6’8, Brown eyes, Broad shoulders, Hair to mid back, Has died two times and has been brought back. Scars: Deep one tore him in half.

Pickman: Raven Hair, Brown/black eyes, 6’9, Lean build, Somehow? Clothes are too big? Died…? Scars: Blood makes decent paint, Creature from painting.

Third painting:

Maria: 5’10, Blonde, Blue eyes

Niahian: 5’10, Raven hair (tied back), Brown eyes, built. Scars: Flayed open, General black smith burns

Orson: 5’11, Brunette, Blue eyes, Every security personnel in Innsmouth

Donnie: 6’0, Brunnette, Brown eyes Scars: Gun shot wound

Dyer: 6’2, Red head, Green eyes, Beyond traumatized

Fourth image:

Eve: 5’5, Red head, Heterochromia (blue and brown) Scar: Active wound on her index finger that wont heal

Ivy: 5’7, Brunette, Green eyes Scars on legs from train hopping

Charlotte: 5’10, Blonde, Blue eyes Scars: on pinkie from dying, gunshot wound

Thad: 6’0, Brunette, Brown eyes, Has every religious text on him?

Otto: 6’3, “Red” head, Blue eyes Scars: several from learning weapons, two gun shot wounds

Fifth image: 3/31 (happy easter and trans viability day!)

“Eve moment” after Eve died and was resurrected. Otto gave her his coat for comfort.

Thad: “Any idea on what this says?” Otto: “No clue but its different enough…” And Ivy looks on confused as they have stumbled upon an original religious text?

Calvin Monroe “The fuck do you want I was at Applebees?” As he (5’6 mould man) is upset at being summoned and leaning on some cursed relic

Gun:” Assassinate standing president of the United States Calvin Coolidge” Charlotte”…ok…?” Charlotte found a talking gun wanting to assassinate the president.

#call of cthulhu campaign #call of cthulhu #digital art #call of cthulhu character #cw scars

[nioumin-draw]

Ask anything to my Hogwart legacy babies ❤️❤️❤️🥰

They are ready to answer to any of your questions 🤗

( I’ll do with my next generation later i promise 😊)

#harry potter #harrypotteroc #hpoc #hogwarts #hogwart legacy #hogwarts legacy oc #hphl oc #oc #ask my ocs #Medea Pharmak #Mimouna Carfield #Orson Drawn

[danisha-tdh]

candy king in candy dress

Also can you make Orson going mad scientist?

Kinda quick doodle of a smol King

Also, did someone order a-

Coo coo Crazy Man?? OWO

Here u go-

This is all I have, sooo.. I think I'll draw more of coo coo crazy man (If only I had more time tho)

Alternate color:

#doodles #tdh's art #orson #pacman orson #asks #boi i only full drawn on Orson #but i got no time; so I think I should draw him more crazy =//w//=

[archivist-crow]

The Immortal Iron Fist - issues #7, #15, Annual #1, The Immortal Iron Fist: Orson Randall and the Green Mist of Death, #16 (2007-2008)

At first glance, you might think these issues are superfluous, but they are essential in grasping the fullness of the mythology that Brubaker and Fraction created surrounding the Iron Fist.

Issue #7 tells the story of Wu Ao-Shi, Iron Fist during the 16th century. Drawn by Travel Foreman, Khari Evans, and Leandro Fernandez, it tells the story of how a young woman, born in poverty, became the avenger of the oppressed known as The Pirate Queen of Pinghai Bay. Issue #15 is the story of Bei Bang-Wen, Iron Fist during the mid-1800s, who, with his “perfect strategy mind,” fought British colonizers during the Opium Wars and was taken prisoner and sent to India.

With a present day framing device drawn by Howard Chaykin, Annual #1 sees Danny Rand traveling to find the surviving friends of Orson Randall, the previous Iron Fist, to discover more about him. Who was he? Why did he run away from his destiny? What was his relationship to Danny’s father? The issue answers some of those questions and presents some adventures of Orson Randall and the “Confederates of the Curious” from the pulp era and after.

Orson Randall and the Green Mist of Death is crucial. Drawn by a host of artists, including Mike Allred, Stefano Gaudiano, and Mitch Breitweiser, the issue tells of Orson’s encounters being hunted by the Immortal Weapon known as the Prince of Orphans. Why was he hunting him down? How does their story relate to Danny? And most shocking of all, who is he?

And then, finally, issue #16. Aja returns for the finale and together with Fraction presents a poignant, beautifully accomplished issue that ties some loose ends and connects Danny back to his home of New York and, more importantly, to his partner, friend, and lover—Luke, Colleen, and Misty. It reveals how Danny wants to spend his fortune, what happens to his company, and leads ultimately to a shocking revelation about every Iron Fist who has ever lived.

It’s a lovely end to one of the very best comic runs of the early aughts.

3/3

#immortal iron fist #danny rand #luke cage #ed brubaker #matt fraction #david aja #colleen wing #misty knight #mike allred #stefano gaudiano #howard chaykin #review

[daytimedrinkingdiary]

Perhaps - if anyone is reading this - you might wonder what on earth could keep me so busy, while not working, that I haven’t posted for weeks? Surprisingly, a lot! Visitors, Greek school, wandering around Athens.

It’s almost seven weeks since we made the journey from Marrakech to Essaouira and though mentioned in the previous post, there’s much more to recount.

The journey of a couple of hours was extended by our interesting stops. Where we didn’t stop was as interesting; villages where horse-drawn taxis were the main form of local transport and early model cars provided longer distance travel. Men - we didn’t see many women in public spaces - were often dressed in traditional robes. The ‘Universal Day of the Donkey’ should be declared for the countless donkeys we saw carting, pulling, carrying, standing around. I think the donkey holds economies together in some parts of the world….. We’d been told that we’d see goats in Argan trees but there was no evidence of that so perhaps it’s the wrong season or it’s a myth?!

Essaouira is famous for it’s connection to the hippie trail that brought famous folk like Jimi Hendrix and The Rolling Stones, to the town and the reminders of that are everywhere. Orson Welles has a square named after him in memory of both his love of Morocco and filming of “Othello” on and around Essaouira’s walls and fortress (“Game of Thrones” also filmed an episode there apparently).

G swam in the Atlantic Ocean on our first day in Essaouira which, after the Meditteranean, was bracing. You’ll see a photo below of G and Lucien having a lovely time on the shore.

Essaouira is a significant fishing port, bringing in large catches of sardines and anchovies that are shipped to Spain and Portugal. The boats, squashed together in the harbour every day, are painted blue which apparently attracts sardines. It’s possible to walk amongst the fishermen as they bring in their catches and, by walking further along the port, seeing the larger boats bringing in their nets. All along the quay, fishermen sell their catch and, if you wish, you can buy the seafood you’d like and have it cooked on an open grill back at the entry to the port. Lucien (aged 6.5) is a keen fisherman who was fascinated by everything that was happening, especially the fish being sold and the nets being winched off and on the big boats.

Away from the port, within the walls of the medina, craftspeople make and sell their wares. Like so much of Moroccan culture there’s great delight in the hidden. Behind a blank door you might find a beautiful riad or a hammam; a wooden box requires a particular twist, turn or trick to open it. I am beguiled by the pride and skill of Moroccan artisans and craftspeople and their delight when their work is appreciated.

We ate some wonderful meals with J, J & the boys especially at a restaurant where we lolled about on divans listening to the owner’s favourite tunes of the ‘60s and ‘70s!

The Essaouira bazaar, smaller but as fascinating as Marrakech, revealed everything from woven goods, clothing, second hand everything-you-can-want-or-need, jewellery, Berber crafts (astounding), birds, food, rugs, spices, scents to buy by the gram (I bought amber and orange blossom). A sensory dictionary.

On our final day, G, J, J and the boys decided that a camel ride along the beach was in order and what a marvellous time they had! I spent a blissful hour or so alone at the riad, horses being more my thing!

There is so much more to write about Morocco but this probably isn’t the place. My memories will live on through photographs and my recollections will bring me great joy for as long as I’m around to remember. I hope we return some day…..

Pics by me, G & J

[quietresistance]

                      full lips pressed thin into a tight line, arms folded snugly across her stomach, the woman observing the imperial from a distance.   for a drawn out moment, she considered maintaining the space, allowing herself to remain unknown to him for a time.   but how would that feel to her even a few hours for now?   as if she were afraid of him.   which, perhaps if she were still on coruscant, she would have reason to, but here?   whispers of the disastrous chain of events reached even the furthest ears from intelligence, set aside those whose mission was to spread information.     ❝  orson krennic!  ❞     his name sounded far too loud in her ears, but she forced a smile upon her features, crossing the hangar floor towards him.     ❝  fancy seeing you here of all places.  ❞ ╲ @debelltio

#debelltio #· arc » sw originals ╲ the stone in the hand #she hasn't seen his scar yet :')

[sleepless-in-starbucks]

Shen Qingqiu - the scum villain

Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System volumes 1-3 by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu / Never Love An Anchor by The Crane Wives (6) / What I Could Never Confess Without Some Bravado by Emily Palermo (10) / Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card (14) / Dogfish by Mary Oliver (21) / The First Bad Man by Miranda July (26) / The Hour of the Star by Clarice Lispector (29)

Text descriptions for each photo: 1- from here on out,” Shen Qingqiu said at last, "but you must always remember what I've told you here today. In this world, there is nothing intolerable to the heavens. This is true for all races, as it's true for humans." 2- In that instant, Shen Qingqiu completely forgot about Luo Binghe's plot armor. At the moment of truth, subconsciously, he once again moved to protect his student. 3- An in-book image from Scum Villain volume 1, page 99, depicting Shen Qingqiu taking a hit for Luo Binghe 4- When their palms connected, blood churned in Shen Qingqiu’s chest as if someone had punched him there. The spiritual energy in his body surged like it was boiling over. Though he had already formed a core and his cultivation wasn't low, what was a golden core against the right hand of the future demon lord, Luo Binghe? But he had to go all out and try. 5- Luo Binghe had been paying keen attention to Shen Qingqiu's condition. He noticed something was off and asked, "Shizun?" "It's nothing," Shen Qingqiu rushed to say. "Focus on yourself." 6- I am selfish, I am broken, I am cruel I am all the things they might have said to you 7- to protect himself. What if there was an unexpected accident? This was really too concerning. How could he not do his part to watch over them? 8- Liu Qingge instantly assumed that Shen Qingqiu intended him harm, but he was helpless to avoid the touch. Only after the palm connected did he feel a clear steady stream of spiritual energy enter and flow through his body, smoothing his circulation. 9- Anyways, this sequence of events had unfolded in the original work. Shen Qingqiu had thought he could avoid it before, but he hadn't expected things would still circle back to this set plot arc. Why force Cang Qiong Mountain and Huan Hua Palace to have a falling out as well? 10- I AM VOLATILE VIOLATED MY BODY WAS NOT ALWAYS MY OWN

I ONLY LOOK INTO THE MIRROR TO SEE THE WHITES OF MY EYES 11- The reason Yue Qingyuan had ordered Liu Qingge to step down was so he could step up to fight himself?! Unbelievable! Reportedly, ever since the Cang Qiong Mountain Sect’s Peak Lord of Qiong Ding, Yue Qingyuan, had succeeded his position, he’d only drawn his sword twice: once during his succession ceremony and once when he’d 12- Tianlang-Jun nodded. “So that’s how it is. No wonder his bladework and spiritual power are so superb. But why would the Bai Zhan Peak Lord suddenly grace the southern border with his presence?” Liu Qingge leaned to the side slightly, and Cheng Luan flew back into his hand. He flicked away the beads of blood gathered upon the blade tip and said coldly, “Is Shen Qingqiu here?” Shen Qingqiu was overwhelmed by this show of favor. What, was Great Master Liu here to save him? 13- If Liu Qingge had done such a thing... Surely he isn’t taking revenge for my sake, is he? 14- Perhaps it’s impossible to wear an identity without becoming what you pretend to be. 15- Cheng Luan flared, its sword glare sweeping past Luo Binghe’s cheek and whipping up his hair. Luo Binghe put his hand on the sword hung at his waist, returning bite for bite. “You overestimate yourself.” In the end, however, the two swords failed to cross again. Shen Qingqiu stood between them. 16- After all, she was one of Luo Binghe’s harem. She was the one who was supposed to be clawing at the ground, wailing to the heavens- but instead she’d come to comfort her master. Had his instruction actually had some effect? 17- Butterfly effect - noun - (in chaos theory) the phenomenon whereby a minute localized change in a complex system can have large effects elsewhere. 18- “I’m no longer a child,” said Ning Yingying. “I don’t need to be taken care of! It’s always Shizun taking on everything himself, whether it was that time with the demon woman or against Huan Hua Palace at Jin Lan City. So this time, why must it be you again? Why is it always Shizun who needs to suffer each and every time?” 19- [Ning Yingying: Subverted the trope of a female character being a brainless martyr for love. B-Points +100.] [Ming Fan: Subverted the trope of a side character being an illogical idiot. B-Points +50.] [Liu Mingyan: Subverted the trope of a female character being a nonsensical martyr for love. B-Points +150.] 20- “Then that means this creature has never done anything malicious. There’s no need to exterminate it. Moreover, all it’s ever done has been to drink the dew water in this cave. We were the ones who intruded and disturbed it.” 21- Mostly, I want to be kind. And nobody, of course, is kind, or mean, for a simple reason. 22- The young man stood by the table and smiled. “Humans have a saying: a drop of kindness should be repaid by a flood. Moreover, the kindness from Immortal Master Shen far exceeded a drop.” 23- “Who’s there?” Liu Qingge asked quietly. Shen Qingqiu didn’t answer and instead sent more force through his hand. The two peerlessly powerful streams of spiritual energy merged into one. 24- Yue Qingyuan and Liu Qingge sent a message with their actions: Go ahead and fight, but under no circumstances may you strike the Qing Jing Peak Lord! 25- “You fear becoming a burden to Cang Qiong Mountain,” Liu Qingge said, “but Cang Qiong Mountain fears not your burden.” 26- up without bothering to hang up. Finally, in a low whisper, he said, “I think I might be a terrible person.” For a split second I believed him- I thought he was about to confess a crime, maybe a murder. Then I realized that we all think we might be terrible people. But we only reveal this before we ask someone to love us. It is a kind of undressing. 27- When the sower threw itself toward a Qing Jing Peak disciple, Shen Qingqiu flashed between them and planted a foot in the sower’s chest, sending it flying through two tables and spewing fresh blood everywhere. He turned his head to yell at the group. “Hurry up and leave!” 28- The Old Palace Master said leisurely, “I’ll ask again: Will you step aside or not?” Shen Qingqiu lowered his arm. The blood that had slowed its steady flow from his palm began to drip once more. “The Old Palace Master himself said that he’s my darling disciple,” he said in an even tone as he lifted his head, “Tell me, do you think I’d step aside?” There was nothing for it; now was not the same as then. No matter what, Shen Qingqiu couldn’t convince himself to use the protagonist’s plot armor, to coldly stand aside and let someone else hack at Luo Binghe, to bet on whether he would live or die. 29- who hasn’t ever wondered: am I a monster or is this what it means to be a person? 30- What he said was, “For all that has passed, I repay you today.” Think of it as me doing one good thing at the end. Then he toppled backward and off the building.

#svsss #scum villian self saving system #shen qingqiu #shen yuan #web weaving #alright everyone enjoy my super self-indulgent and only half sensical yet way too long svsss webweaving #inspired by the fact that every day Ever Day i am thinking about sqq who will single-handedly change an entire story and countless #narratives for good and yet still consider himself 'the scum villain' every time someone shows they care about him #not even in a self-dep way!! he's so flat-out seemingly genuine with thinking he's an asshole and not caring #when he's actually stupidly selfless to a fault to the extent that rivals of the original flavour would kill for him (lookin at you lqg) #and ik this is long but you would not Believe how much got cut for this #gods im rotating shen qingqiu around in my head like a washing machine on full tilt