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ultrabrite-dl · 2 years
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Behold! A Rapunzel doll with actual long hair!
At first it was a little challenge with myself; I found some 1,80 meter (6 feet) long hair extenstion, aannnnnnd I quickly regreted it! I had to CONSTANTLY untangle this mess as I glued it to her head. Also, I will NEVER undo that braid! I had to use both of my hands AND my freaking foot to make it!
ANYWAY, I decided to not make the purple dress from the movie, and instead I mixed Claire Keane’s original concept for the movie, a bit of Tangled: The Series aesthetic and my own concept to design her outfit. I just love the green dress! And it goes so well with her eyes color! 
Also, ✨ Freckles ✨
For her body, I used a cheap Rapunzel doll head that I repainted and a SnapStar body (their heads are ugly AF but the body is really interesting and articulated).
I’m really happy I got to finish her because that hair buisness was REALLY exhausting!
And to give you a better idea of the hair length, here’s a tree for scale:
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d-criss-news · 5 months
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Review: A VERY DARREN CRISSMAS Tour Brings Music and Fun to Emerson Colonial Theatre
Making his way to the stage of the Emerson Colonial Theatre on the recent Boston stop on his “A Very Darren Crissmas!” tour – by going up, down, and around the sold-out venue – Darren Criss transported his eager audience from their seats to the palm of his hand.
And the popular performer, accompanied by a tight five-piece band, kept them there with a buoyant, tune-filled, nearly two-hour show, which featured everything from holiday favorites, from his 2021 debut CD that shares its name with the tour, to pop music covers and more.
The Emmy-winning actor and singer – famed for Fox-TV’s “Glee,” FX’s “The Assassination of Gianni Versace: American Crime Story” and “Hollywood,” and Broadway shows including  the 2011 revival of “How to Succeed in Business without Really Trying,” 2014’s “Hedwig and the Angry Inch,” and the 2022 revival of “American Buffalo” – opened with what he called “a winter love song,” John Mayer’s holiday-themed “St. Patrick’s Day.”
Criss’s voice was richly expressive on that and other songs, including jazz-infused renditions of “Winter Wonderland,” “(Everybody’s Waiting for) The Man with the Bag,” and a gorgeous “The Christmas Song (Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire),” the Mel Tormé classic Criss calls his “very favorite Christmas song.”
He also offered up wonderful covers of Regina Spektor’s contemplative ballad “New Year,” and, in one of the evening’s most impressive vocal moments, the 2004 Keane hit, “Somewhere Only We Know,” performed without mic to showcase the superb acoustics of the spectacular Colonial.
The legendary try-out house also provided the perfect setting for Criss to sing “Welcome Home,” first performed by opera singer Enzio Pinza in the 1954 Broadway musical “Fanny,” with music and lyrics by Harold Rome.
The San Francisco native’s good humor was sprinkled throughout the show. Apparently, whenever John Rox’s novelty song “I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas,” a hit for 10-year-old Gayla Peevey in 1953, played on the radio in Criss’s childhood home, everything came to a halt so his mother could sing along. In Boston, her now-adult son’s version of the song had him, and his rapt audience, bopping along.
Weaving in plenty of colorful patter between the songs – which also included a light and lovely “When You Wish Upon a Star” – Criss shared freeform musings on the mood of the day, defined the musical term “imperfect rhyme,” and humorously lamented the takeover of the Billboard charts at this time of year by Burl Ives, with “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer,” and now Brenda Lee, with her current number one, “Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree,” first recorded 62 years ago.
At the close, Criss strapped on a guitar for his hip-swiveling “Christmas Dance,” a rollicking tune he not only wrote but also customized with song requests shouted out by his swooning Boston audience. It was “A Very Darren Crissmas” indeed.
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shirogane-oushirou · 2 months
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* .✧ I only shoot up ⸻ ⸻ with your perfume ✧ .*
[ ❤️‍🩹 ]⸻ a ren/ro playlist ⸻[ ❤️‍🩹 ]
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* . ⊹ TRACKS * . ⊹
[ 01. ] ── stunned ✧ i blame coco
[ 02. ] ── chasing clouds ✧ bad computer & dankya nadeau
[ 03. ] ── can't help falling in love ✧ ice nine kills
[ 04. ] ── unintended ✧ muse
[ 05. ] ── after dark ✧ eliot sumner
[ 06. ] ── you spent all your love (anniv. ver) ✧ mega mango
[ 07. ] ── sweater weather ✧ the neighbourhood
[ 08. ] ── goodbye ✧ fm-84 feat. clive farrington
[ 09. ] ── endlessly ✧ muse
[ 10. ] ── temptation waits ✧ garbage
[ 11. ] ── nearly witches (ever since we met) ✧ p!atd
[ 12. ] ── atlantic ✧ keane
[ 13. ] ── drive you home ✧ garbage
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* ✧ on my blog or youtube ✧ *
────[ all playlists here ]────
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↓↓ thoughts and feelings below ↓↓
renro music vibes are so all over the place...;; simultaneously gentle and deeply obsessive, fearful of ruining something good while knowing you're already in too deep. in all verses, we both have reasons to think of the other as the most precious person in our lives, to want to spoil and pamper them and treat them so gently, but we have insecurities that make us want to never let go because nobody's made us feel so "seen".
and then you have something like "nearly witches"... that's been the renro anthem since like. a month after i made him LMAO ;;; i had JUST figured the plot points for doc! and v!, the long period of time we're apart, the way he fixates on spraying my perfume on the pillows when he feels lonely... and then while listening to my be.ato umi.neko playlist, i was reminded of this song and went ".....A!!!!!"
also anyone who's been following for a while knows i've wanted to avoid spotify and YT for playlists... but i realized many mobile devices straight up won't let you see tumblr custom themes anymore, so it isn't totally accessible. for my alt link, i went with YT -- partly bc spotify is constantly removing songs LMAO, and partly bc YT isn't losing much if i go elsewhere bc they're mainly video-focused. choosing not to use spotify feels like it might have SOME miniscule impact.
(this isn't to poo-poo anyone for using spotify btw -- there's a monopoly, and it isn't fair that we basically have two awful playlist-sharing choices!! this is just the logic for my personal purposes.)
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Keane: "Watching the video made me wanna wish I had antihypertensive meds with me instead. My BP be skyrocketin. But enough bout her, I wanna commend Sir Pharmacist for standing his ground. That takes balls especially in a country that unfortunately sees us pharmacist only as /tindero/tindera/sellers."
(( For those who haven't seen it, here's the vid: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8st8TQ7BgPo ))
SOME NEWS ABOUT THE INCIDENT: 1. https://manilastandard.net/home-living/314439045/pharmacy-video-content-creator-slammed-for-rx-med-complaint.html 2. https://pop.inquirer.net/360593/filipinos-defend-pharmacist-in-viral-video-of-woman-insisting-to-buy-rx-meds-without-prescription
(( The event happened in a pharmacy in Cebu. I saw the video as it was shared to me by friends who are from there, and as someone who buys meds on a regular basis, you should know that the pharmacists are the drug experts. The medicine experts. If they say no, then no. If they say go to the doctor, then go. They're called the Gatekeepers of Medicines for a reason. As Healthcare workers, they are only looking after our health as patients. Let them do their job. ))
(( I have many pharmacist friends who were frustrated with these kinds of scenarios as well. Like whenever they do something good like doing their job (doing the right thing) - they get prosecuted or attacked by customers who insist on their way etc etc. Kaya na feel ko pain ni sir pharmacist coz i can see my friends in his situation. It's tough po. And it's no joke, pharmacy is no joke. Like, if I'm not mistaken, it's one of the toughest courses to take in college and jobs? Here: https://leverageedu.com/blog/toughest-courses-in-the-world/ They have to finish 4-5 years for that and take the board exam which by the way, congrats to the ones who passed! Awesome sauce! And to new physicians as well! ))
note: Keane plays Makisig the Tamawo
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tweedlebat · 1 month
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Glove Lore
By Otis H. Kean, S. W. Laird, and Buffalo & co. Published in 1897
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Note: I didn't include all the pages from this book as I'm focused on the clothing illustrations and not the texts this time. However I will be posting links to the topics the texts talk about that are more up to date, as well as related topics if you're interested in that rabbithole. If you wish to read the original, here is a link to the archive.org copy :} The native audio function works well for this particular book.
I did not wish to transcribe all the texts is that it comes from a VERY Western-centric Victorian point of view. So instead I'd like to link to various articles and exhibits with a wider scope that can be found in many of these older books. So here's some more accurate info on Gloves and mittens from Wikipedia and National Geographic, as well as specific information about the customs of perfumed gloves and Episcopal gloves. There is a lot of focus on English Medieval Clothing and an entire article on Evening gloves available on Wikipedia. The book also discusses gauntlets and some historical gloves This book also includes an illustration of Queen Elizabeth the first's Gloves done in watercolour, next to it is a photograph of the same gloves from the Ashmolean Museum in Oxford.
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Additional images pulled from some of the pages. There are a few more, but I prefer to focus on the ones with gloves for references.
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hatchetfield-ocs · 2 months
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PLEASE READ BEFORE VOTING: Please only respond with Hatchetfield OCs, if you have multiple OCs then just answer with either who you would consider your "main" or whichever has the most interesting answer! And if more than one apply, again just answer with which you think is most interesting
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If season 5 reunion happened, let me have the option to smack the fvck out of them. They put me through trauma and abuse.
-Kean
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storiesofsvu · 2 years
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Autumn Evenings
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Elizabeth Keane x reader Warnings: language, that's about it. just some nice fluff here folks. A/N: this takes place in the Little One universe, when Keane & yn have moved out to Boston and are living their best gay life. Covers the "reading by the fire" square for @adarafaelbarba 's bingo
The appeal of fall in Boston was one of the biggest reasons that you and Elizabeth had decided to move out there in the first place. With each year that passed, you were reassured that you had definitely made the right choice. The changing of the leaves, the satisfying crunch of one under your feet, the cooling air making the perfect excuse for a hot toddy, spiked apple cider or an extra cup of cocoa after dinner. You often joined in on the tourist fun, exploring through the city on your own sightseeing adventures, stopping in at a few orchards to pick apples and buy some of your favourite jams and preserves. You always took more time off work during the fall to make sure you had time to do all the extra activities, basking in the warmth of Elizabeth’s love.
Today, unfortunately, you did have to work and spent the day with paperwork piling over your desk, the pile seeming to never end. After you worked through your lunch you shot off a text to Elizabeth, mentioning that you were planning on working late, may as well make some OT on the rare days you actually went into the office. She replied saying she would make sure to have a plate of dinner kept warm for you, and to make sure you didn’t work too hard.
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Elizabeth knew when you said you were working late that it would in fact, be rather late, not just an hour later than normal. You knew what it meant to work long hours from your time on her team at the White House where you were quite literally on call twenty-four seven. You had your own set of keys and alarm code to the firm, you’d likely be the last person to leave, so she knew she had more than enough time to kill. She herself had picked up a few hours at the book shop to keep herself occupied while you were working that afternoon, chatting with the owners as she perused through the shelves, relocating books and putting away a little bit of new stock. Her fingers danced over the spines of the classics, soft smile on her face as she decided what she was going to take home with her that evening. She enjoyed her little talks with customers, some regulars, some tourists or lucky people who had just discovered the shop.
Her favourites were the regulars, especially the ones involved in the loyalty program, who if they brought in five of their own books, they got one for free. She loved talking stories with them, what they loved about specific books, which ones kept them up all night needing to know what happened next, which ones had the greatest love stories and which ones make them sob in the best ways. She often found herself taking home the books they brought in, compelled in the excited way they’d spoken about it. Today her stack of books was certainly enough to get her through the next couple of months, the owner lightly teasing her about it as they gathered up their things at the end of the day to close up shop.
Elizabeth found her route home taking her past a pop up farmers market, casually strolling through the stalls as she looked through all the delicacies. She picked up a few things, some homegrown sweet potatoes, turnips, figs, a few treats, and some spiced apple infused rum, figuring it might be worth a shot. She spent some time chatting with a few of the vendors, a few of them recognizing her from around town, those little casual sort of friends that you make in every day life, and a couple that knew exactly who she was. She enjoyed those little talks, the ones where it wasn’t overly political, but still someone who could keep up, and thanked her for what she did for the country while she was in office. Eventually she said her goodbyes and made the rest of the trip home easily, settling into the house.
The air was chilly, wind whipping through the sky, blowing the coldness into the house and she could already feel the stiffness in her joints. She started dinner, leaving it in the oven before she wandered into the living room to build a fire in the stone fireplace, one of the major selling points when you’d bought the house. It kept you warm long into the night and in the cold months of the year, the crackling and sparking of the fires relaxing, the perfect way to wind down after a long day.
As stated, she wrapped a plate of dinner with tinfoil, leaving it in the barely on oven so it would still be warm by the time you got home before she ate hers. She poured out some of the spiced apple infused rum, taking a sip to make sure the apple wasn’t too strong before adding it into a mug of apple cider, picked up her stack of books and made her way back to the living room. Elizabeth settled in front of the fire on the couch, sliding her glasses on before pulling a thick blanket over her lap as she began to page through a few of the books, reading the first page before deciding which one she would start tonight.
She got lost in the book, whisked away into a fantasy world that she never would have thought she’d be interested in if it hadn’t been for the book’s original owner. The fire crackled every so often, the heat coming off it keeping her more than cozy as the night wore on, the weather taking a turn outside the windows as rain started to thunder down.
Just as she expected, you got home at nearly ten p.m. letting out a weary sigh as you kicked off your shoes, hung up your coat and dropped your bag on the entry table. You could hear the light crackling of the fire coming from the living room and couldn’t help but smile at the warmth flowing through the house. It wasn’t just the actual physical warmth, it was the fact that you were coming home to a homecooked meal, the woman you loved more than anything in the world a place where you would forever feel at peace. You noticed the pot of apple cider, flicking the burner on to reheat it, curiously checking out the bottle of rum as you did so. Cautiously pulling the plate of food out of the oven you swapped it over to a plate that wasn’t going to burn you, poured yourself a drink and followed the sounds of the fire into the living room.
You paused in the doorway, smiling fondly at the sight of Elizabeth curled up on the couch with her glasses, smile on her cheeks as she flicked the page whatever book she was lost in. While you sometimes hated working, moments like this made it all worthwhile because there was something so incredibly special about coming home to this on a semi regular basis. You moved through the room, pressing a kiss to the top of her head and she nearly jumped, letting out a little laugh as she came back to earth.
“Got a good one there don’t ya?” You asked with a slight tease in your voice as you settled onto the couch. Her finger marked the page she was on as she let the book fall shut, leaning in to greet you with a proper kiss, you managed to tilt the cover of the book towards you and raised a brow, “isn’t this for teenagers?” She let out a little chuckle,
“I suppose the girl that brought it in was on the younger side. But she made a very compelling argument, and I’d say more young adult.”
“Well it certainly had you enthralled.” You took your first bite of your dinner, “mmm… this is so fresh! Did you stop by the farmer’s market?”
“I did.” She smiled, “Lisa says hello and promises to put aside some of that coveted apricot jam when it’s back in season.” You let out an audible groan.
“Oh and I will buy all of it! I only hope we don’t run out before then.”
“I don’t think we will.” She chuckled, “there’s still a stash in the freezer.”
“Hmm…” you replied, taking a few more bites of food before you spoke again, “what else do ya got there?”
Her hand reached over to the pile, handing the books off to you and you sifted through them, examining the covers and reading the synopsis’s on the back of them while you finished your meal. The plate found its way onto the coffee table when you were done, letting out a happy sigh as your hand came to cup her cheek.
“Thank you for dinner.” You kissed her gently, “I love you.”
“I love you too little one.” She murmured softly, stroking at your cheek gazing lovingly at you for a moment before you let out a little giggle.
You snagged the blanket on her lap, unfolding it and tossing it over the both of you as you nuzzled into her side, one of the books she’d picked up that day in your hands. While Elizabeth did bring home the books for herself there was always one or two that managed to pique your interest and one of your favourite past times was curling up together at night reading.
Elizabeth’s arm wrapped around you, shifting so she could hold her book with one hand before pressing a kiss to the top of your head. She let out a little happy hum as you nestled deeper into her embrace and opened the book you’d chosen. It was nights like these, the fire burning, warmth flowing through the house and you in her arms that she loved the most. There would never be a doubt in her mind that you were her past, present and future, because all she needed was you, all she wanted was you, and she could always feel the love floating off you and straight to her.
It was nights like these that made the cooling days and chilly nights filled with warmth, love, and the love of her life and she wouldn’t have it any other way.
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mobblespsycho100 · 1 month
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waittt aventurine is from the ipc not penacony ... im rlly curious to hear that then
YES. OKAY SO , instead of just mentioning fav and why, I WILL ELABORATE ABT MY LOVE FOR THE IPC GUYS LETS GOOOOO
so we know how the IPC is an intergalactic corporation that basically has a monopoly on the trade routes and currency and is basically just a HUGE part of the universe in hsr. This is honestly so interesting to me because of how they dedicate themselves to Qlipoth the Preservation whos building Walls to seperate planets for some reason, but IPC wants to Connect planets while also helping the Amber Lord. its so interesting? almost makes u wonder if the IPC is even dedicated to Qlipoth or is simply an interastral corporate wanting their economic influence to dominate the entirety of the universe. But we do know one thing. WE ONLY HAVE *TWO* KNOWN EMANATORS OF PRESERVATION IN THE IPC, one is Taravan Keane one of the board members of the IPC whos rumored to not even be a follower of Qlipoth, the other is Diamond, Head of the Strategic Investment Department and Leader of the Ten Stonehearts...
THE TEN STONEHEARTS ARE ALSO KNOWN AS THE SENIOR MANAGERS OF THE STRATEGIC INVESTMENT DEPARTMENT. Their official like term / job title is "Non-Performing Asset Liquidation Specialists", theyre all handpicked by Diamond and given Cornerstones which are like a Gemstone that represents what theyre like good at and gives them the authority to borrow Diamond's power as the emanator of Preservation. So its like. They have powers too, but its from the cornerstones, and the cornerstones are given to them by Diamond who gets power from Preservation and the cornerstones are an extension of Diamond's powers.
ANYWAY. Topaz's cornerstone is the "Topaz of Debt Retrieval". Shes also the leader of the Special Debts Picket team and currently the lowest ranking (P44) and implied to be the or one of the youngest member of the Ten Stonehearts.
I love her a lot because of how assertive and confident she is while also prioritizing being kind to others and going with a soft approach first, shes like the customer service Queen. shes also rlly good at math which she actually hates bcuz ppl keep using her like a human calculator if she discloses that information.
ALSO ONE OF HER IDLE HAS HER SPEAKING IN ALL THE DIFF LANGUAGES HSR OFFERS (AKA EN, JP, CN, AND KR) ITS SO COOL ??? Also yes shes technically had to be in the IPC because of how her dying planet made a contract to basically all of them work for the IPC.
I love Topaz for her flaws and also her strengths, shes both incredibly . i dont know the word but its like when you rlly believe ur right and dont think anything else? Shes genuine in a sense that what she does she genuinely believes shes helping people, even though she also acknowledges the faults and bad sides of the IPC, she wasnt hesitant to literally say the IPC was going to use Belobog/Jarilo-VI for the resources and develop it in their own view of how they could improve the lands (aka basically a lot of restructuring and destroying the culture to improve it) but again shes like this because shes experienced it firsthand, how her planet with the most unliveable conditions started to Thrive under the IPC's influence despite it essentially giving up their freedom to work For the IPC. For Topaz she believes that the IPC IS THE ONLY WAY TO SAVE BELOBOG from its current slow recovering state after the stellaron crisis and corrossion that caused the eternal freeze to ravage the planet. That is of course until she saw that Belobog has its own way of survival, its own way of thriving without the need for IPC's meddling, that she steps down/backs off and immediately took the blame without asking for anything in return, just that shes only buying some time and it isnt possible to erase the debt completely. and in a way, I know that it didnt affect her much because she works for the sake of helping the world (in her mind) and not for the money, but it would still suck to get demoted and be known to fail at ur assignment even though you were doing a good decision for the sake of the native inhabitants of the planet. Like?? Oh my gosh. I need to hug her im so happy she has like friends actually like furry creatures and cats and Numby her constant companion because OH MY GOSHH HER character stories make me emo tbh.
shes the silliest gal ever in history of the IPC and I think she needs more fans FORREAL FORREAL ‼️‼️‼️ topaz main for LIFE i need everyone to experience her fun playstyle and numby running around with her and LOKE OMGGG HER SHINY DIAMOND PATTERN SCARF THAT SPARKLES IN THE LIGHT <3 best aspect of her design IMO. i like her thigh mole too but that sounds too 0///0 of me so ill shut up abt topaz now BTW HER LIGHTCONE IS THE BEST LIGHTCONE ART (SHE IS SO CUTE WITH THE CATS AND DOGS AND LIL NUMBY IN THE BG BEING JEALOUS AND WANTING ATTENTION) I WILL SCREAM THIS AND DIE ON THAT HILL . also meta wise her eidolons are All really good for her i need to get her to e2 when she reruns if possible <33 my BELOVED TOPAZ / JELENA U WILL ALWAYS BE FAMOUSSSSS ♥️💖💖❤️💗💕💞❣️💌💘💝💖💞💕💓💟🫰🫶
anyway for Aventurine . HES A FREAKING MENACE <33 i love his "constantly smiling" persona and his gambling addiction. He is the epitome of a business guy imo, business guy to beat all business guys APPEARANCE WISE (except Reigen , Reigen is top tier business guy hes so me fr fr best character in history :3) anyway back to Aventurine. I like his angst a lot I think.... his persona... his hidden side ... IM SO EXCITED TO PLAY THROUGH IT BECAUSE HIS STORY IS SO DAMN RAAAHHH i cant believe he says "use me as you wish even stab me in the back if you see fit" what if i cry forever i love this guy. more ppl need to as well. ik hes morally gray btw he wants to #win and i for one support him GO AVENTURINE U LIL SMUG GAMBLER U CAN DO IT-- okay ill shut up now i just love his silly personality soo much.... and his voice <3 he makes me so ouhhwgwg emotional fr fr. The only two negative part abt Aventurine is his design not being a person of color and the fact that his iconic hat and sunglasses ARENT on his playable model. I hate hoyo for this /hj but srsly. man. I NEED HIM SO BAD I NEED TO PULL FOR HIM NOWWWWW AND PUT HIM ON MY TOPAZ/FOLLOW UP TEAMS RAAHHHHHH ‼️‼️‼️‼️
also i love the IPC's NPCs like Velite from Argentis Companion Mission and Wilder from the Aetherium Wars event ‼️‼️ and Owlbert our fav host in the youtube videos <3 silly silly
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fumikomiyasaki · 5 months
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 ☎ For Gaius/Carol, Tyler/Cain and Rachel with Radcliff as besties >:)
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NAME: 💙Gaius🏵️
RINGTONE:  Somewhere only we know-Keane
PICTURE: Its one she took of him when he was deeply invested in a book and had a thinker pose that pulled off his beefy arms and attractive features well
LAST TEXT RECEIVED:  "Did you enjoy the literature about the Ancient Methods?"
LAST TEXT SENT:  "It was a very pleasant read but... I feel bad I gave you less of an intersting recommendation... maybe we could meet up later so I can find something better. And cause... I missed you during my busy times. <3"
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NAME: Muse 🍁
RINGTONE: He is lame with them... so its the default tone
PICTURE: it was Cain and Him wearing a something the other made
LAST TEXT RECEIVED: "Tyler, Why are you online at 3 Am again?"
LAST TEXT SENT: "Dear.... why are you?"
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NAME: Don'yoku
RINGTONE:  Cash regiser sound effect
PICTURE:  Its just Radcliff but drawn in more Japanese inspired fox form she doodled.
LAST TEXT RECEIVED:  "So how much did you made with the customers I brought you?"
LAST TEXT SENT: "We make our deal later~ But it will be profitable to you I promise."
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byneddiedingo · 11 months
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Amy Adams in Big Eyes (Tim Burton, 2014)
Cast: Amy Adams, Christoph Waltz, Danny Huston, Krysten Ritter, Jason Schwartzman, Terence Stamp, Jon Polito. Screenplay: Scott Alexander, Larry Karaszewski. Cinematography: Bruno Delbonnel. Production design: Rick Heinrichs. Film editing: JC Bond. Music: Danny Elfman. 
It's a great idea for a movie: the downfall of a hugely successful artist who took the credit for the work done by someone else. It allows a filmmaker to explore such topics as fraud, the difference between capital-A Art and works that are “just popular,” the nature of value when it comes to works of the imagination, and in this case, the relationship between men and women in the art world. Walter Keane (Christoph Waltz) persuaded his wife, Margaret (Amy Adams), to let him pass off her work -- paintings of large-eyed waifs -- as his own. The trouble with the movie is that it never quite decides what it wants to say about any of the important issues it raises, other than that Margaret Keane was a victim of the male-dominated society of the 1950s and '60s. It doesn't even settle on the issue of whether Margaret's paintings were mawkish kitsch or actual works of Art, though I think it rather smugly assumes that viewers will have enough taste to decide on the former. But it complicates this position by starting with a quote from Andy Warhol proclaiming that the Keane art is "terrific! If it were bad, so many people wouldn't like it." And it turns the critics of Keane into pretentious snobs, represented by the gallery owner (Jason Schwartzman) who resents the fact that the Keane paintings outsell his rather arid, minimalist abstractions, and by John Canaday (Terence Stamp), the New York Times critic who prevents a Keane from being exhibited at the 1964 World's Fair in New York. So what we are left with is Margaret Keane, the victim who finally has the courage to turn against her monstrously manipulative husband and become a hero. That she is a hero in the cause of women's rights is presumably fine. But is it also fine that she becomes a hero by asserting her right to profit from making bad art? I don't think either screenwriters Scott Alexander and Larry Karaszewski or director Tim Burton have decided for themselves. So we are left only with Adams's terrific performance as Margaret, which could have been bolstered by a fuller backstory, and Waltz's somewhat overdone performance as Walter. What Burton does best in his movies is milieu, especially when he can caricature it, which he does here, with a little more restraint than usual, in his portraits of the business of art in the 1960s. And he gets us into the head of Margaret Keane: When she is grinding out big-eyed paintings for Walter she goes to a supermarket and hallucinates the clerks and customers as big-eyed grotesques. But the movie probably should have gone more in one direction or another: Either into a realistic portrayal of the relationship of the Keanes or into a more vivid and surreal lampoon of the art world. Trying to do a bit of both undermines the film.
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onwesterlywinds · 8 months
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PROMPT #15: Portentous
In only a few years, Grand Steward Atkascha had warned him while accepting his post-mission report, he would have to work much harder to fight his body's natural inclination toward sleep. He would almost certainly not be able to carry out missions involving nearly thirty consecutive hours of running, with or without stimulants, and expect to be "bright-eyed as Ixion on the warpath" upon his safe return. But the medics had given him a once-over and had determined him fit for immediate discharge, the successful completion of his latest mission had put him in an almost trancelike state of euphoria, and he had an unopened letter from Marco waiting for him at their safe haven.
He practically floated through the halls of the palace with the aim of reaching the kitchen cellars, and from there, the Lily Sigil gate. It was enough to watch the morning sunlight stream and dance through the windows along the ceiling, to admire the architecture and its feast for his senses after two days cramped up inside Garlean warehouses.
He was halfway to his destination - just a little past the antechamber outside the throne room - when he realized that about half the guards were missing from their posts.
At first his mind and body reverted back to the mission, tensing and urging him to duck behind the nearest pillar until he could ascertain more of the situation at hand. Then he began to question Atkascha and their motives, racking his memory for anything possibly sinister in the Grand Steward's comments following the debrief and concluding nothing at all.
Only then, after mere seconds that nonetheless felt like minutes in their own right, did he hear from a nearby guard office the sound of muted conversation - and beneath it, the static of a radio.
He slipped into the room as covertly as he could, and of the crowd of on-duty guards assembled there, the only person to note his entrance called out his presence.
"Riot," said Captain Azelas. There was a strain to her voice he had not expected, and had scarcely never heard before.
He meant to ask them what was going on but did not wish to seem ill-prepared. Neither could he blame his lack of understanding on the top-secret, need-to-know mission he had just emerged from.
One of the other guards turned their head at Azelas' greeting. "Fuck. You're Dalmascan, aren't you, Riot?"
Azelas shook her head, relieving Ashley of the obligation to reply to what might well have been a loaded question. Instead, she reached for the dial to the radio and turned up its volume.
-widespread devastation to the city, with the palatial and Muthru districts suffering the worst structural damage-
"It's the IVth Legion," another of the guards explained. "They've already captured Nalbina Fortress and have moved on to Rabanastre."
Ashley's first thought, in his newly reheightened state, was to run through everything he had ever been told of the IVth Legion. Whether due to fatigue or panic or his own lack of preparedness, he could summon only the knowledge that the IVth was the one legion led by someone not of Garlean birth.
-at least a hundred thousand civilian casualties, with more suspected in the Lowtown district due to its-
He did not even know if he could call himself Dalmascan, if he could claim any sympathy or solidarity or brotherhood with the victims of the Garleans' latest conquest. His father had died before Ashley could learn to remember his face; he knew none of his language and only the most superficial customs that bore no relevance to the life he now lived. He knew perhaps a handful of stories of the Dalmascan zodiac, including one that had been usurped so thoroughly that he-
Someone touched his shoulder and he gave a start, halfway toward reaching for his blade, but it was only Azelas.
"Go to the kitchens," she said in a voice better suited for a funeral, "and see if you can track down Miss Keane. Tell her that the watch rotation will be disrupted for the remainder of the day, and to prepare to deliver an inform for His Majesty. If you cannot find her, have someone give her the message to meet me here."
This direction, delivered in such close conjunction with his own private musings about the Lucavi that yet haunted his thoughts, nearly overwhelmed him in some way he did not wish to ponder. "Yes, ser," he replied, though Azelas had not been his superior officer for several years and one could argue that he now far outranked her. He departed the office and resumed his previous course through the palace, albeit with much more urgency and with far darker thoughts ruminating in his head.
And Sigrid was there, supervising an alchemist preparing a solution beside some ornate silverware in need of cleaning. She lifted her head the moment he rounded the corner, already alerted to his presence.
"Dalmasca has fallen," he told her. "Nalbina Fortress was captured earlier this morning, and Rabanastre is currently being overtaken. Captain Azelas bids you prepare to deliver an inform to His Majesty, and to note that the watch rotation will be disrupted for the remainder of the day."
Sigrid nodded. Her eyes, her expression, her posture gave away nothing of her thoughts, and neither could Ashley decide whether he wanted to know of them.
"Thank you," she said at length, then, "I'm sorry to hear of it."
He returned the sentiment with a nod of his own - and then, because he could not make his way further into the Undercity with another witness present, he retreated back up from the cellar, back through the empty corridors, to a place where the sun still shone down from on high. There, he ducked behind one of the pillars and let his panic overtake him for the first time in more than a year.
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Loved Sweetly: Chapter 3
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The next morning finds Sam and Charlotte sitting across from each other in a booth at Miss Retro’s Throwback Diner. Sam tries to think of that last time they even went out to a meal together. Their last anniversary? No, Charlotte had forgotten. Valentine’s Day? No, he spent that with Zoey.
While he does his best to rack his brains, a familiar red headed woman comes over. “Well, if it isn’t Mister and Missus Sweetly!” She greets with a bright smile. She sets two empty mugs on the table and hands them both menus before pouring the coffee. “Good morning, you two!”
“Good morning, Miss Holloway,” Charlotte says, sounding just as chipper. Sam just nods in greeting, eyes hidden behind his aviators. “Could I get some cream for the coffee please?” she asks as she reaches for the sugar.
“Sure thing!” Miss Holloway glances at Sam and gives a knowing wink before walking away.
The tinkling of a bell catches Sam’s attention. He looks to the door to see who walked in, always down for people watching.
Except this time.
There’s Zoey, dressed in shorts and a crop top, looking gorgeous as ever. She’s on the arm of some grungy punk-looking guy. Sam eyes his dark clothing and the bandana he’s wearing. He’s seen this guy before, he’s from some local band. His heart drops when he realizes what that means.
Zoey’s already moved on.
He feels Charlotte’s hand reach across the table for his. He lets her take it, squeezing her hand slightly. “So what are you going to get?” He asks, finally looking down at the menu. He blinks rapidly behind the mirrored lenses of his sunglasses.
Before Charlotte can answer, Miss Holloway returns with the creamer. “I brought extra,” she informs them, sending another wink at Sam. He’s never asked for creamer and yet she somehow always knows he wants it. “Just in case.” She flits away again to tend to her new customers.
Breakfast ends up being a more subdued affair, with Sam occasionally glancing over at Zoey and her new man sitting on the same side of a booth. Well, he did, until caught sight of them making out.
As they walk into the courthouse, Sam reaches instinctively for Charlotte’s hand. She lets him hold it. They’re directed to a small meeting room. There’s Gerald and Gary seated at one end of the table. Down at the other end sits Trent, a suitcase beside him.
As soon as he sees Sam, Trent’s on his feet, running over to him. “Hey, hey, what’s going on?” Sam asks, pulling off his sunglasses as he looks down at the teenager with a frown.
“Charlotte, Samuel, thank you for coming,” Gary says, not letting Trent answer Sam. That makes Sam’s frown deepen as he looks over at the two men.
“Well, it’d be nice to know why we’re here, Gary,” Charlotte responds, the slightest edge to her voice.
Gerald speaks. “To give you a chance at him.” He gestures lazily at Trent. “All I’ve heard for the past two fucking weeks is how much he wishes you were his dad instead. Well now’s your chance.”
“...my client has decided, in lieu of recent events, to surrender parental custody and rights of his oldest,” Gary explains.
Sam feels like his entire body was just set on fire. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Charlotte wrap an arm protectively around Trent, who not only lets her, but leans into it. “You can’t do that, Gerald. No judge is going to-”
“You’d be surprised what people will do when money is involved, Sam.” Gerald smirks. Sam’s fists clench by his sides. “With my wife gone, I don’t have time for an unruly, ungrateful brat. I have three other, better behaved sons that actually deserve my time.”
Trent flinches at the words, turning slightly into Charlotte as if he’s hiding. Charlotte has never been intimidating but that doesn’t stop her from glaring full force at Gerald. “Once again: why are we here?”
Gary holds up two forms. “One of these is an adoption form. Already have it cleared with a judge. You sign this and he’s your responsibility.” He gestures with the second form. “If you don’t adopt him, I call Douglas Keane to fill this out to put him into foster care.”
“Yeah, let’s see how long his rotten ass survives that,” Gerald scoffs.
Sam doesn’t have to think twice. As he moves forward, he feels something brush against his arm. He turns to see Charlotte also moving forward.. Before he can tell her not to stop him, she snatches a pen off the table. “Where do we sign?” she demands.
Despite himself and the circumstances, Sam grins. He watches Charlotte sign the forms before she hands him the pen. With a flourish, he signs his name alongside hers. Wow, the first thing they’ve been in agreement about in years.
Gerald shakes his head in disbelief as he stands. Without a word or a glance at Trent, he walks out.
Glaring at Gerald’s back for a moment, Sam looks at Trent. “You wanna keep your last name or…?”
“Can I change it?” Trent asks. There’s a slight shake to his voice as he looks at Gary.
“I have the form right here.” As soon as it’s filled out, Gary stands. “We’ll go file this, you’ll get all the appropriate paperwork and you’ll have a  son,” he says dryly. He looks at Sam and Charlotte seriously. “Last chance to back out.”
Sam wraps around Trent’s shoulders and grabs Charlotte’s hand with his free one.
Gary sighs. “Follow me.”
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blairsanne · 2 years
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DFP Actors August: Angela Dotchin
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NZ actors tend to end up in a lot of the same shows over the years it seems. I have a lot of fun spotting familiar faces, so I thought this would be a fun and silly little project, seeing which actors have repeatedly been in things that Deano was also in (not necessarily alongside). Just a bit of trivia. Enjoy!
Shortland Street (1996/1992-1998)
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Dean played Nurse Harry Martin in 1996. Angela played Kirsty Knight from 1992-1998.
I haven't seen all the episodes either of them are in, but there's a whole plot where Harry is into Kirsty and she gets upset because she thought they were friends... and then later she suffers from amnesia and it seems like Harry is trying to convince her that she wanted to leave her partner (possibly to open her up to him?)... This showww. Very very soapy soap opera at least back in the late 90's clips I watched haha.
Xena: Warrior Princess (1996, 2000/1998)
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Dean played two roles: Homer/Orion - S1E13 "Athens City Academy of the Performing Bards" Wiglaf - S6E9 "Return of the Valkyrie"
Angela played Soraya in S3E19 "Tsunami".
Young Hercules (1998-1999)
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Dean played Young Iolaus in 46 of the 50 episodes. Angela played Kora in 18 episodes.
This was the first thing I saw each of them in, and I was super into Iolaus (and Hercules) and I remember thinking Kora was sooo cool and pretty (I was like 10 omg). Kora owning her own business and holding her own against all the weird and rowdy customers really makes me like her. We also learn at some point that she is a powerful (virgin) devotee of Artemis! She can transform into the huntress form pictured on the right above.
Hercules: The Legendary Journeys (1995-1998/1999)
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Dean played a few different characters on this show: Iloran - S1E12 "The Gauntlet" Young Iolaus - S4E3 "Regrets... I've Had a Few", S4E11 "Medea Culpa" and S4E20 "Twilight". Ruun - S4E7 "Prodigal Sister"
Angela played Nautica in two episodes, S5E18 "Love on the Rocks" & S5E21 "My Best Girl's Wedding". Nautica is a mermaid who falls in love with, and marries, Iolaus 2 (I haven't seen the episodes, but it's an Iolaus from another reality. Aphrodite turns him into a merman so he can stay with Nautica).
Lawless: Beyond Justice (2001)
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Dean played Nat Joseph. Angela played Jodie Keane.
I haven't watched this yet, but I have it.
Serial Killers (2004)
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Dean played Andrew, an actor on the in-universe soap opera 'Heart of Hearts' in all 7 episodes. Angela played Chrissy in episode 5.
And that's what I have for these two! Did I miss anything?
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randomcitizen98 · 2 years
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when u get this u have to put 5 songs 🎵 u actually listen to, publicly. then, send this to 10 others (non-negotiable, positivity is cool) ✨
Tagged by the super awesome @lovethistoomuch (I literally NEVER get tagged in anything so thank you so much 😭😭❤️❤️)
1. The Way I Feel by Keane
This is a song I just recently started listening to because I heard it at my job & I couldn’t quite hear it properly but I liked the beat & tempo & a lot of other stuff so I looked it up & properly listening to it the first time was like getting a sucker punch in the heart because it’s just SO GODDAMN RELATABLE. It literally felt like someone wrote a song about my life & current mental state 🥲
2. Crossfire by Brandon Flowers
Another song I heard at my job but this one comes with a funny story…. So the part that really hooked me (aside from the music itself) is part of the chorus when he’s singing “lay your body down” over & over again BUT since I was at work I could never tell what the hell he was saying & as a result, could not look up the song using the lyrics so my only hope was to use the Shazam feature on Snapchat. But of course just when I’ve decided that I want to find out the name of the song, I don’t hear it again for another two weeks ( just like that one item you see all over your room all the time and then when you actually need it & go looking for it, it’s nowhere to be found). My job plays the same playlist over & over again so I knew I would hear it again eventually but in the meantime I was being HAUNTED by the mere fragment of a song & it was driving me crazy. Finally, after what seemed like AGES of not hearing the song, I heard the familiar chorus during a slow moment at work & immediately scrambled for my phone so I could open up Snapchat & utilize the Shazam feature but it kept telling me “no music detected” so I tried holding my phone up (since the speakers are practically on the ceiling) but right at that moment some guests walk in & I had to (literally) throw my phone away… & while dealing with these guests I managed to hear part of a verse (“Tell the devil that he can go back from where he came”) so I tried desperately to cling to this lyric so I can look it up after the guests leave but my stupid ADHD brain forgot everything except for “the devil” 🙃😭😭 obviously I did eventually find out what song it was but HOLY SHIT was it a freaking process 😫
3. Hundreds of Stories by Lin Manuel Miranda & Olga Merediz
In the Heights is my favorite musical of all time & I love it so so so so much…. I don’t think I’m capable of accurately articulating just how much I love it so I won’t even try. I’ll just say that I love Lin Manuel Miranda so much for giving the world a musical where my people take center stage & the Latin American community as a whole is so gloriously celebrated. I just recently had the honor of watching a local production of the Original Broadway version & it was one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen 🥹🥰 I chose this song specifically because it’s one of the six that were excluded from the movie adaptation (which made me really sad but I still love that movie despite all the differences).
4. Ojitos Lindos by Bad Bunny & Bomba Estéreo
Listing this one in honor of the Bad Bunny concert I attended last week which was F**KING AMAZING 😭😭🥹 That man really knows how to put on a show 🤩🤩 This song is from his latest album which has a little bit of everything sprinkled in it…. It’s got songs to make you dance, songs to make you cry, he’s got us feeling the full spectrum of emotion with his album. This one in particular is a beautiful love song that makes me feel all warm & fuzzy inside whenever I hear it 🥰
5. Drippin by Rafael Casal, Daveed Diggs & SOB X RBE
I really like listening to this song on my way to my stupid customer service job because of the lyrics. Most notably, “I ain’t a killer, but don’t push me” & my personal favorite, “I ain't a killer, but fuck it, pop, pop, (pop, pop)” & listening to it on the way home from work makes it feel cathartic….. If you haven’t already, I HIGHLY recommend you watch the movie Blindspotting. It is a very powerful film that makes me cry every time I watch it. & if you like the film, chances are you’ll like the spin off tv series as well. & For those who are fans of rap, I’d definitely recommend the Miles AND Collin EPs 👌🏽👌🏽
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Let me first apologize for the mini novel this post has deteriorated into…do feel free to completely ignore it.
To the lovely people I am about to tag, please do not feel any obligation to follow through with this… I promise I won’t be offended or insulted if you get this notification, take a cursory glance, shrug & continue on with your day 😊❤️
I do hereby tag: @drewgarfield @isthatacalzone @cobrabi @ms-anthology
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mhkeiger · 5 days
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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: LILLY PULITZER Keane Cardigan Peony Pink Hearts Jacquard.
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