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1930 L-29 Cord
Once-abandoned 1930 L-29 Cord, Before and after restoration.
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rogerdeakinsdp · 19 days
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Jennifer Tilly as Helen in Hide and Seek / Cord (2000) dir. Sidney J. Furie
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Jennifer Tilly as Helen in Hide and Seek / Cord (2000) dir. Sidney J. Furie
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coolthingsguyslike · 6 months
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1931 Cord L-29 La Grande Boattail Speedster .
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frenchcurious · 3 months
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Cord 812 Supercharged Cabriolet 1937. - source Auction Bay Kenya.
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cosmerelists · 2 months
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What Your Preferred Femslash Cosmere Ships Say About You
Happy Femslash February! I've done these "what your preferred ships" say lists before, if you'd like to check out the old ones: [Kaladin ships, Navani ships, Jasnah ships; also Moash ships by @cosmereplay]
But for now, let's judge you (yes, you!) based on your favorite femslash ships.
Vin x Shallan You are bold, inventive, daring. You don't play by the rules--not of canon, not of time, not of space. You don't let anything stop you, and you are all the happier for it. Good for you, tbh!
Navani x Ialai You may have complained in the tags that I left this ship out of my previous Navani ships post and you know what, you were right. Let these two old ladies fuck!
Marasi x Moonlight You may write fanfic where Marasi joins the Ghostbloods after all, or maybe you have Moonlight leave them to be with Marasi. Either way, you saw the sparks between them and you're running with it.
Ranette x Jaxy It's not like you can let the only (?) canon lesbian ship not get love! Not when it's gun lesbians!
Sarene x Eshen You look at an early, barely-any-women work of Sanderson and you think, "You know what would fix this? Gay sex."
Shallan x Veil It's about the longing. It's about the inability to physically exist in the same space together. It's about the self-acceptance.
Cord x Rysn You've either read Dawnshard or you've seen literally any art of these two.
Raboniel x Navani You don't need your femslash ships to be "sweet" or "loving" or "healthy." You see some twisted devotion and erotic violence and say "Sign me the HELL up."
Transfem Kaladin x Leshwi You have a brilliant and beautiful mind.
Yumi x Shallan I don't know that the shippers for this exist...but now that I've said it, you're thinking about it, right? They're gonna sit on a bench and talk about the beautiful women they see. They're gonna talk art. They're gonna be bi4bi. You see it now. You're welcome.
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uscarssince1935 · 2 months
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1937 Cord 812 Sportsman
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lamaery · 10 months
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Shard roller disco: Roshar 3 Bonus Dawnshard edition
The song to set the mood: Lizzo - It's About Damn Time (which also has been the ear worm of today, running on repeat in my head ... which could be worse) More Shard Roller Disco AU: Roshar Nalthis Sel and Scadrial Scadrial 2 First of the Sun and Taldain Threnody Roshar 2 (row spoilers)
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strawberrymace · 28 days
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wheelsgoroundincircles · 10 months
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Cord 810 Westchester Sedan 1936. - source Classic Cars & Trucks.
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coolvintagecars · 1 year
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Cord by Guy Sabran (1929)
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mercurygray · 2 months
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Still working on the 'rules' of this end of the universe, but I think we're getting a good start on The Darkening Sky: MOTA.
"Looks like we've got a couple of ladies around," Gale said, lightly curious as a couple of the ground crews zipped by in jeeps, all chapped faces and pigtails.
"Lousy with 'em," Egan reported, sounding none too pleased about it. "Air crew, ground crew, weatherwomen. I wish that Warren woman had fucking stayed home."
"You know she's from Wyoming?" Gale said, mostly to DeMarco. "Her grandfather was the state governor."
"I don't care if he was the goddamn president of the United States," Egan interjected angrily. "Having women over here ain't helping us do shit."
"What's this - John Egan has a bad opinion of the fairer sex?" Gale could only smile. "John, has someone hurt you since I've seen you last?"
"No," Egan said, though he still sounded mighty sore about it. "We've got a lady looey running the control tower who's a goddamn pain in my ass."
Gale exchanged a look with DeMarco and raised his eyebrows, and DeMarco grinned back. Oh, so that's how it is.
Egan began to drive them back, giving them the tour as they went - runway, taxiway, hard stands - and finally the control tower, checkerboarded against the sky. Egan parked the jeep and took the stairs two at a time up to the observation level. There were four women, stationed inside the glasshouse, each of them wearing headsets and watching the runway from their stations. The single woman standing turned around and glimpsed the three of them through the glass, her neutral face deepening into a frown before she excused herself and stepped outside to the tower's observation deck. (She looked like she was ready to run interference, the way she was standing between Egan and the door.)
But Egan, it seemed, was ready, his hands already up, "Don't shoot, I'm just giving the new fellows a tour. Buck, Ben, this Lieutenant Callaway, our Control Officer. Lieutenant Callaway, this is Major Gale Cleven, and Captain Benny DeMarco."
The lieutenant nodded, keeping her arms firmly crossed over her chest. She was around their age, with dark hair pulled back into a tight roll and was wearing trousers - practical, probably, for the wind they got up here. She had a way of standing that told Buck that she was not in the business of being easily moved - and staring down John with an expression that could only mean that the pain in the ass feeling was mutual. "Sir."
"Does Lieutenant Callaway have a first name, or do you just not feel like being neighborly with it?" Gale asked, trying to be pleasant, looking between the two of them with faint but growing interest.
"It's Cordelia, but I think Lieutenant will be just fine, for now, Major."
Gale nodded, filing that away with John's earlier remarks. "Heard and acknowledged, Lieutenant. Nice to put a face with a voice after the landing. Looking forward to working with you."
Callaway nodded, and returned to her post, though she continued glancing over her shoulder until she was convinced they were all really leaving.
"She seems nice," DeMarco ventured, glancing again at Cleven as they headed down the stairs and back to Egan's jeep.
Egan scoffed. "Nice, ha. She's a goddamn iceberg. Had me written up for handing out a few compliments to her crew one night - said I was unprofessional, and a threat to group morale."
"The way you go through girls, Bucky, you would be," DeMarco said with a grin. "They take stuff like that personally, you know."
Egan rolled his eyes. "Remind me why the hell I'm friends with you jokers?" He looked at the two of them and scowled at two very knowledgeable smiles. "Oh, get out of my jeep. You're walking back." He picked up Gale's flight bag and pitched it out of the front seat, giving DeMarco just enough time to grab his before he'd shifted the jeep into gear and roared off on his own.
"He'll be fine in an hour," Gale predicted, hefting his flight bag back over his shoulder so that he and Benny could continue their long walk back down the airfield towards the dispersal huts and crew quarters.
DeMarco watched the jeep disappear down the runway and scoffed. "So how long do you think he's wanted to fuck her?"
Gale grinned, entertained that it was that obvious to someone else, too. "Since the minute they met, I think." And I get the sense she's not the kind to fall for easy charm.
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If you liked meeting Cord, you'll love reading more about 'that Warren woman' who is currently in my Band of Brothers fanfic The Darkening Sky. You can read the whole thing on AO3.
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coolthingsguyslike · 10 months
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les-belles-mecaniques · 2 months
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1930 Cord L-29 Phaeton Sedan
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