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monkiinart · 9 months
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a comic about cold hands
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elfcollector · 10 months
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have you heard the rumors?  inquisitor dove trevelyan, cavorting with demons?  should have left her tranquil, i say.
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elvenasscheek · 11 months
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I realized there's quite a lot of art I've not posted to Tumblr yet, so here's three beautiful pieces done by the lovely @matthewyeez, Leviathan Ghilain belongs to @wilxfyre, and goes by They/Them. Narquelion Lavellan belongs to me and goes by He/They 💖🌿✨️
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timeladyjamie · 1 year
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Yes, I made an Inquisitor OC that romances Cole.
No, I don’t have any regrets about it. I love them.
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ghost-chance · 2 months
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Chapter 2:
Simeon…and Somebody Else?
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Read “Plugging the Sky-Hole” Rubbish on FFnet and AO3 today.
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terminalfix · 1 year
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(via INFINITY POOL - Official Trailer - YouTube)
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reikiajakoiranruohoja · 2 months
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It's my 9 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳
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lostoneshq · 16 days
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Agora, avisos sobre a semana.
Amanhã eu vou fazer o primeiro AC. Haverá uma player que me ajudará no AC normalmente porque ela tem mais experiência que eu, mas o primeiro será feito por mim mesma. Lembrando que o limite de inatividade é 10 dias, então só entrarão no AC personagens que não postaram nada até agora (e não pediram hiatus por terem tido problemas externos).
Eu ia fazer hoje a página de lugares, mas só sendo sincera mesmo: tive muita moleza o dia todo (tô de TPM, deem um desconto, ok! akjdks). Deixarei pros próximos dias. Aproveitem e copiem as descrições dos lugares de vocês e colem pra mim no chat, vai me ajudar um montão porque é muita ficha pra abrir de novo.
Por último, desculpem se agi na defensiva pelo pedido de explicação ao plot drop geral, eu só fiquei nervosa porque não sei o que fazer para deixar ainda mais explícito! Se for problema com a minha escrita, peço desculpas porque eu não estou num dia bom para escrever grandes coisas mesmo. Mas se baseiem pelos diálogos. Se não entendeu algo específico, me manda na ask! Eu sempre estou disposta a explicar, mas algumas coisas acabam se tornando pedidos que me chateiam também porque eu me dediquei pra escrever, aí ter que fazer um resumo, e o resultado disso sendo ninguém lendo porque estaria ali o resumo, me deixaria triste KKKKK
É isso, boa noite! Durmam bem. #RIPPrideLands
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oswincoleman · 8 months
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New interview with the director and writer of Wilderness!
"We had all six scripts written, which was really important because it's so twisty-turny, so it felt important to have the architecture quite early on, before we approached cast. "And Liz [executive producer Elizabeth Kilgarriff] had worked with her before on The Cry, and so it just felt like a really natural place to go to. So we did. "And then we had separate conversations, I had a conversation with her. She's so thoughtful and intelligent about her craft and the character."
"And then we had a wonderful Zoom talking about the character and what we were looking to do. And she was spot on as far as her interpretation of her journey, Liv’s journey. "Then we started to work together and she was so incredible. I don't think I knew exactly the range of her talent until we started shooting, because we block shot six episodes together, so there were days when we cover four to five episodes within a day of shooting. "And she would be so spot on with each scene, and she gave so much care and of herself into it. It was just masterful, there's no other word for her work. And, of course, there's Oliver [Jackson-Cohen, co-star] to balance her out. Watching them work together on and off set was a real treat for me."
Jenna can't give inteviews at the moment because of the strike, so we might instead get more interviews like this.
I completely agree with what they say, Jenna Coleman is magnificent in Wilderness!
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monkiinart · 7 months
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i missed them..
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elfcollector · 2 years
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oh god theyre multiplying
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elvenasscheek · 11 months
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I absolutely love Dragon Age Keep Romance Icons. Narquelion belongs to myself and goes by He/They, Leviathan belongs to @wilxfyre and goes by They/Them. These three were done by my lovely @wilxfyre, a pleasure as always, ma vhen'an 💖🌿✨️
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vibenvend · 1 year
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GOD OF CHAOS
Seemingly crafter by God's, marble columns and walls surrounded the area on top of a mountain. However beautiful the place might have looked from the outside, or how beautiful mortals imagined the inside to be, it was made with the intent of not being viewed by fragile eyes. It's beauty was deemed to be too powerful to be grasped, so the builders, the only people who got a glimpse of its beaty, bolted the doors and promised that no mortal could enter.
Layed in white, decorated with gold, the marble palice stood proud between the bushes and trees that were homes to insects and animals alike. Some mortals chose to come here ever so often either to pray for their loved ones, their luck in life, or to atempt the impossible and break into the sanctuary. No one had ever seceded. Decades, eons had passed yet the palice of God's stood proud, ever covered by an imperfection, seemingly unable to.
Sometimes, mortals talked about even animals visiting the palice. They spoke about stags and wolfs alike, finding piece under the massive builds wings. They would bow, they would feed and sleep by the doorstep of the palice and they may have been just rumors, but the message was clear - the palice would stand proud as a reminder of how powerful God's could really be.
Yet despite this, between the white colems, stood a person. She was not a mortal yet she refused to be called a God. The actions she took resulted in this - an eternal life of hearing people out and blessing their days. She had resented God's in her lifetime, saying that what they did was unjust for a mortal, yet here she was - incapable of death, pushed into a state of lonelyness, despite being surrounded by beings with power that could rivel only her own.
Despite the palice being called a place of prayer and hope, the woman could not feel hopeful with her destiny seen more as a punishment rather than anything, but maybe the stories were true. Maybe wolfs raised their young and stags bowed their antlers for a reason, because a young man had aproached the palice soon after the young God had set a foot on the untouched floor.
The man seemed tired, carrying a single dead crow as an offering his hands. He could not recall a reason for his choice, but maybe he didn't need one. Maybe the instinct was a relic of a past life.
Seing the young man, the God couldn't help but to smile. He had not changed a bit from the last time she had seen him. His hair as pink as the sinset, ears poking out of the messy locks and eyes as red as the blood she used to be stained in. Eyes she could never forget.
She wondered how he had passed. She wondered of all the adventures the partook in on his past life. She hoped that the man had fun and deep down missed her. However, the answer seemed quite clear as he placed the bird on the temples doorstep, looking for something, hoping for someone.
Decorated in a silky white dress flowing over her body and a flower crown layed in gold, she had decided to break the rules given by God's and speak to the poor mortal who looked for her ade, a mortal she missed for eons and will never forget about.
Not again.
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luketaluketa · 3 months
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Neste domingo 21/01 eu estou de volta à El Cabriton em meu segundo flash t-shirt com mais quatro artistas incríveis! Vamos imprimir camisetas inéditas NA HORA e eu também vou levar prints e adesivos! Colem muito!
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sharonrb · 1 year
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Bessie Coleman
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By 
Jone Johnson Lewis
Updated on January 31, 2018
Bessie Coleman, a stunt pilot, was a pioneer in aviation. She was the first African American woman with a pilot's license, the first African American woman to fly a plane, and the first American with an international pilot's license.  She lived from January 26, 1892 (some sources give 1893) to April 30, 1926
Early Life
Bessie Coleman was born in Atlanta, Texas, in 1892, tenth of thirteen children. The family soon moved to a farm near Dallas. The family worked the land as sharecroppers, and Bessie Coleman worked in the cotton fields.
Her father, George Coleman, moved to Indian Territory, Oklahoma, in 1901, where he had rights, based on having three Indian grandparents. His African American wife, Susan, with five of their children still at home, refused to go with him. She supported the children by picking cotton and taking in laundry and ironing.
Susan, Bessie Coleman's mother, encouraged her daughter's education, though she was herself illiterate, and though Bessie had to miss school often to help in the cotton fields or to watch her younger siblings. After Bessie graduated from eighth grade with high marks, she was able to pay, with her own savings and some from her mother, for a semester's tuition at an industrial college in Oklahoma, Oklahoma Colored Agricultural and Normal University.
When she dropped out of school after a semester, she returned home, working as a laundress. In 1915 or 1916 she moved to Chicago to stay with her two brothers who had already moved there. She went to beauty school, and became a manicurist, where she met many of the "Black elite" of Chicago.
Learning to Fly
Bessie Coleman had read about the new field of aviation, and her interest was heightened when her brothers regaled her with tales of French women flying planes in World War I. She tried to enroll in aviation school, but was turned down. It was the same story with other schools where she applied.
One of her contacts through her job as a manicurist was Robert S. Abbott, publisher of the Chicago Defender. He encouraged her to go to France to study flying there. She got a new position managing a chili restaurant to save money while studying French at the Berlitz school. She followed Abbott's advice, and, with funds from several sponsors including Abbott, left for France in 1920.
In France, Bessie Coleman was accepted in a flying school, and received her pilot's license—the first African American woman to do so. After two more months of study with a French pilot, she returned to New York in September, 1921. There, she was celebrated in the Black press and was ignored by the mainstream press.
Wanting to make her living as a pilot, Bessie Coleman returned to Europe for advanced training in acrobatic flying—stunt flying. She found that training in France, in the Netherlands, and in Germany. She returned to the United States in 1922.
Bessie Coleman, Barnstorming Pilot
That Labor Day weekend, Bessie Coleman flew in an air show on Long Island in New York, with Abbott and the Chicago Defender as sponsors. The event was held in honor of Black veterans of World War I. She was billed as "the world's greatest woman flyer."
Weeks later, she flew in a second show, this one in Chicago, where crowds lauded her stunt flying. From there she became a popular pilot at air shows around the United States.
She announced her intent to start a flying school for African Americans, and began recruiting students for that future venture. She started a beauty shop in Florida to help raise funds. She also regularly lectured at schools and churches.
Bessie Coleman landed a movie role in a film called Shadow and Sunshine, thinking it would help her promote her career.  She walked away when she realized that the depiction of her as a Black woman would be as a stereotypical "Uncle Tom." Those of her backers who were in the entertainment industry in turn walked away from supporting her career.
In 1923, Bessie Coleman bought her own plane, a World War I surplus Army training plane. She crashed in the plane days later, on February 4, when the plane nose-dived. After a long recuperation from broken bones, and a longer struggle to find new backers, she finally was able to get some new bookings for her stunt flying.
On Juneteenth (June 19) in 1924 , she flew in a Texas air show. She bought another plane—this one also an older model, a Curtiss JN-4, one that was low-priced enough that she could afford it.
May Day in Jacksonville
In April, 1926, Bessie Coleman was in Jacksonville, Florida, to prepare for a May Day Celebration sponsored by the local Negro Welfare League. On April 30, she and her mechanic went for a test flight, with the mechanic piloting the plane and Bessie in the other seat, with her seat belt unbuckled so that she could lean out and get a better view of the ground as she planned the next day's stunts.
A loose wrench got wedged in the open gear box, and the controls jammed. Bessie Coleman was thrown from the plane at 1,000 feet, and she died in the fall to the ground. The mechanic could not regain control, and the plane crashed and burned, killing the mechanic.
After a well-attended memorial service in Jacksonville on May 2, Bessie Coleman was buried in Chicago. Another memorial service there drew crowds as well.
Every April 30, African American aviators—men and women—fly in formation over Lincoln Cemetery in southwest Chicago (Blue Island) and drop flowers on Bessie Coleman's grave.
Legacy of Bessie Coleman
Black flyers founded the Bessie Coleman Aero Clubs, right after her death. the Bessie Aviators organization was founded by Black women pilots in 1975, open to women pilots of all races.
In 1990, Chicago renamed a road near O'Hare International Airport for Bessie Coleman. That same year, Lambert - St. Louis International Airport unveiled a mural honoring "Black Americans in Flight," including Bessie Coleman. In 1995, the U.S. Postal Service honored Bessie Coleman with a commemorative stamp.
In October, 2002, Bessie Coleman was inducted into the National Women's Hall of Fame in New York.
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tatabitat · 7 months
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Oi, meus amores! Quanto tempo 💕 Espero que estejam bem <3
Já comecei a receber mensagens perguntando se vai ter Planner 2024 e a resposta é... SIM!!!
Todo tempinho livre que tenho estou dedicando a ele, e vou logo avisando que teremos novidades muito boas :-)
Isso porque acho que já tá mais do que na hora de profissionalizar esse negócio, né? Tenho tantas ideias, tantos projetos, e esse tempo todo tive medo de ir além... mas não mais! 🥰
Tô MUITO animada com o que vem aí, e mais animada ainda pra compartilhar com vocês!!! <3
Em breve volto com mais novidades!
Lembrem-se que minha caixinha de entrada tá sempre aberta, então colem lá para me dar um salve! :)
Amo vcs beijocas
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