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dollybeagle · 4 months
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okay but. how about you draw steve with a christmas hat.
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give our creature some love
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steve.. . hi steve hi
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favcharacterpoll · 8 months
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ROUND 2 MATCH 29: STEVE VS. INV/ENOT
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[it is HARD to find different pictures of inv im sorry]
Steve from Minecraft faces Inv/Enot from Rainworld. Who do you like more?
Steve Propaganda:
"certified gaming icon. the rare masc coded non binary character. very possibly the most unique smash bros move set. funny oof."
"as a nonbinary first and foremost gotta go with steve here he's an icon"
Inv/Enot Propaganda:
"They're so silly,,,, their entire campaign and character is a joke they put in the game but they managed to become a favorite of a few people (I am one of those few) The dude is so determined to get a date that they had to add a dating simulator at the very end of the super difficult joke campaign that he is from Also it would be funny if this silly creature made it past the first round"
"Clinically insane and vaguely horny. that's just Tumblr, but in slugcat form. Need I say more?"
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granatkoroleva · 1 year
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Starstruck
{𝑹𝒆𝒅,𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆,𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑾𝒐𝒐!‘𝑽𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆}
Pairing ⍟ Rockstar!Bucky Barnes x Captain America!Steve Rogers [Shrunkyclunks]
Rating ⍟ E
Word Count ⍟ 6.6k
Major Tags ⍟ Shrunkyclunks, Modern AU, Prequel Fic, Bucky's Birthday, Rockstar!Bucky, Charity Auctions, PWP, Explicit Content, Strangers To Lovers, Getting To Know Each Other, Original Songs, Serenading, Everything Is Beautiful & Nothing Hurts, Happy Ending
Summary ⍟ Bucky's evening cannot get any worse.
“Our next bachelor up for bid tonight is a wild card.” The crowd chuckles, but a few at the front tables stay mum at the glare he sends the group. This is the last fucking place he wants to be. “Grammy award-winning musician and songwriter. He’s the frontman of Winter Star, branded by Rolling Stone as the “it” sound to hear. His passions include reading by the fire, romantic cooking, and long walks in the…snow?” The crowd laughs again, and he, despite his scantily clad concert attire, starts to sweat under the gaze and heated lights. “Bucky Barnes!” The MC announces too loudly, the mic cracking.
“Fuck me.” He hisses under his breath, clenching down on his teeth.
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He closes his eyes attempting to starve away from the humiliation and tries to think of a happy place. He gets as far as his own apartment, in the bathtub before a deep voice has him jerking back with surprise.
“I’m sorry sir, please correct me if I misheard. But did you say—“
“I said.” The tall blond steps out from the shadows and into the spotlight in the center of the dance floor— holy fucking shit, that’s Steve Rogers, Captain America. “Five hundred thousand dollars.” Dark eyes lock on him, and Bucky bites back the squeal trying to leave his throat.
You know what they don't tell you when you pursing your dreams and shoot to fame? That it doesn’t make you any less of a fan yourself. That it does not diminish your own personal fandom in any way. His childhood hero, the man who inspired his gay awakening—just paid half a million dollars for a date with him. Okay, so it's for a good cause.
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Ⓘ ⓸ + March Monthy Mission: Happy Birthday Bucky! | AllCapsBingo | Card # AC 1094 | @allcapsbingo
Ⓑ ⓶ + Music | Stucky Bingo | Card # R40101 | @stuckybingo
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Author's Note ⍟
Happy Birthday Bucky!
@buckybarnesevents
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cardworksartblog · 1 year
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It's pigeon season!!!!
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Fuck dude it sure is. This one just showed up outside me window
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deluweil · 3 months
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I know it's been a while, but with the new 911 season coming up ( I will not be watching,probably check in every now and again) I wanted to share my own self check of how I view relationships on tv.
After S6 finale, I was like lost and furious, I mean, I wanted and still do want the last 6 years of my life back from 911. (Well three because they didn't always suck).
But I went back to watching normal TV, you know, the kind that portray relationships and are being clear of the direction.
I watched Good Omens, so rooting for that pair, they are the best! And with that cast of unbelievably talented actors, I enjoyed every minute of it. Point is I didn't allow myself to see that friendship as a ship because of how damaged my perception of on screen relationships became after 911 displaying all the right signals, then taking a hard left into a tree at the end of the seasons.
I am not even going to to touch the First Prince of RW&RB, which is essentially a buddie storyline that was followed through to its logical conclusion.
I also thought, maybe I just can't enjoy straight on screen relationships anymore and I'm looking for more.
My sister sat me to watch Bridgerton for the very first time (just S1 for now) I can say with absolute certainty that it dis-abused me of that theory as well, because I rooted and got excited for Daphne and Simon at first sight.
Such a wonderful love story told right!
These are the two prominent tv shows that cemented my belief that it is in fact not on me.
Going back in my head I remember rooting for Catherine and Steve, and almost every one of Danny's gfs (except Rachel, it was clear she'd break his heart again.) In H50.
I wanted Gibson to end up with Andy in Station 19. Never wanted her to end up with Maya or him with Miller.
And even though it didn't need to be said, but was said in a humorous fashion, the writers also made clear that Gibson prefer women.
So it is in fact the flawed 911 writing that got me to give up on all forms of logic of reading tv relationships right.
That I gave up on tv for a while.
But, that being said, I can say I was always attracted to Ryan, but Eddie always got my gaydar to go off. And Oliver is not my type, but Buck is a hot bi firefighter - and that is a thing I already thought in S1, way before Eddie arrived.
So either the writers has no clue what they're doing, or they did and chickened out last minute.
And I finally reached the point where, I throw in the towel, wish you all well and move on.
It is not just about buddie, it is just a buddie post.
If anyone is interested, I can make a whole post involving the "development" of the rest of the og characters, where I say enough is enough.
Either make them interesting again, or bring in new blood that hasn't been first a piece of ass to further Buck's questionable development.
Let me know if you are interested.
The blinders are off and I am not keeping quiet for the sake of followers anymore.
9-1-1 was a great show, 3 seasons ago. They had sparks every now and again in between, but those were few and always demolished in some way by horrible writing choices.
Thank you for a great time, this fandom has been a place to come to whenever I needed to escape reality, I love you all. ❤️
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parkitaco · 9 months
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“I’m saying I have… people… who interest me,” Jonathan says, gaze far away but body turned towards Steve, as if he was dealing with a battle of pushes and pulls tearing him in different directions. “But I shouldn’t pursue them. At least not in my position.”
Steve tilts his head and vaguely wonders if the alcohol did something to his listening comprehension or something to Jonathan’s speaking skills.
“I don’t know what the hell you are talking about,” Steve says.
“You don’t?”
“No.”
“You really don’t?”
“I really, really don’t.”
Jonathan’s shoulders tense and his face folds into a very frustrated-looking expression. His eyes shots skyward as if whoever might be watching them from there held the answers Jonathan needs at this moment. When Jonathan doesn’t find any, he looks back down, straight at Steve this time. “Christ, you are as thick as it gets,” he says, and he grabs Steve’s face in both hands and kisses him.
That warm and comfortable layer of heat bubbling from all the alcohol running in his veins breaks and let’s the cold of the night to seep in through the cracks.
Steve freezes in place. Through the fog clouding his thoughts, his mind latches onto two very real and objective facts; one, Jonathan’s hands are big but still soft there where they rest on Steve’s jaw neck, very different from a girl’s which is nerve wracking enough, but also very perfect there. Two, how soft Jonathan’s lips are as well, slightly sweetened by the cherry vodka he had poured himself earlier.
Everything else fuzzes and vanishes to the background. Not even the loud explosions of the fireworks that are still going off and welcoming the new year make it past all the Jonathan, Jonathan, Jonathan intoxicating Steve.
went go grab my copy of RW&RB to get the dialogue and i can’t stop thinking about them them them. damn it parker.
nic i love you.
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ladykailitha · 7 months
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All right, guys. For Grief (A Friend Indeed) there is going to be a scene where (karaoke or live mic night wha'eves) Steve sings (al a RW&RB) and Eddie and his cousin have a conversation about WHO Steve is singing about (spoilers it's Eddie. Duh).
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messrsbyler · 9 months
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ok nic i see your rw&rb kiss scene and raise u the gay tension kitchen scene:
Steve is on the phone with Robin, reading glasses perched on the end of his nose and back aching from hunching over the counter he's seated on, when he hears rustling down the hall. He freezes, mind instantly jumping to worst-case: Will and El live across the palace from here, and Jonathan had very pointedly not spoken to him more than strictly necessary after their cursory public appearances earlier, so it can't be any of them. Maybe it's the PPOs or his own security, but, more likely, an intruder who is coming to stab him to death for, like, contaminating precious royal soil with his American blood or some shit.
Steve likes to keep things positive, clearly.
(It would still be better than having to deal with Jonathan again, the snide section of his brain snarks in response, louder than usual after being multiplied by his exhaustion and overall barely contained rage at this whole situation. That is, the situation he caused, by dragging the heir of a country down onto a table holding the world's most expensive cake and nearly starting another World War, but- whatever! He's not thinking about it.
As long as he doesn't have to deal with said heir more than strictly necessary.)
Unfortunately, the universe is a cold and merciless place, and the person who comes padding into the kitchen is not a vigilante come to put him out of his misery, but is, in fact, His Royal Fucking Highness himself.
"Hold on," he hisses to Robin, who had been mid-tirade and splutters something indignant at him that he ignores entirely, opting instead to hang up on her and make a mental note to apologize over text later. Ask for forgiveness, not permission, or whatever. His life motto, at this point.
Jonathan is different, now, out of his fancy royal clothes and cold exterior. He's half-awake, shoulders slumping as he yawns, wearing a yellow sweater and pajama bottoms. He has earbuds in, and his feet are bare, and his hair is very clearly lacking in whatever usually makes it stay perfectly gelled on his head.
He looks, alarmingly, human.
His eyes land on Steve, and he freezes, eyes going wide in mild horror. Steve stares back blankly from his perch on the counter, phone slack in his hand even as it lights up immediately with three inevitably irritated texts from Robin at having been hung up on.
Jonathan tugs an earbud out, shoulders going tense again, back to their usual infuriatingly rigid posture, but his eyes stay crinkled around the corners, mouth pink and slack. Not that- not that Steve is looking at it.
"Hello," Jonathan says hoarsely, and if Steve didn't know better he'd think Jonathan was embarrassed. He coughs. "Sorry, I was just, uh. Cornettos." He gestures vaguely to the refrigerator.
Steve blinks. "What?"
A muscle in Jonathan's jaw twitches, either in annoyance or amusement, and he opens the freezer, rooting through it until he locates a box of ice cream cones labeled Cornettos across the front. "I ran out."
Any upsetting feelings Steve might have been having - something approaching fondness, maybe, at Jonathan's sweet and sleep-rumpled appearance - dissipate immediately. "Do you raid the kitchens of all your guests?" he demands.
"Only when I can't sleep," Jonathan says, which does not make it better. "Which is always," he adds, which still does not make it better, but does make Steve feel slightly worse for thinking so. "Didn't think you'd be awake."
This is a fair assumption, and it should annoy Steve that he'd assume anything about him in the first place, but he's tired and jet-lagged and out of it, so he only sort of manages a weird little nod. Jonathan eyes him warily, slowly sliding a Cornetto out of the box like he's waiting for Steve to tell him not to. When he doesn't, Jonathan unwraps it cautiously and holds it there, still looking at him with that inscrutable expression.
Steve expects him to put the remaining Cornettos back and leave. Jonathan does no such thing.
"Have you rehearsed what you're going to say tomorrow? In front of the press?"
Ah. There's the annoyance again. Just when Steve was starting to miss it. "Yes. Obviously. I'm not a complete idiot."
Jonathan's face twitches like he begs to differ. "I didn't mean it like that," he sighs, weary. "I just meant- do you think we should rehearse or something?"
Steve frowns. "Do you... need to?"
"I don't know. Thought it might help." Jonathan shifts his weight from foot to foot, looking oddly anxious.
God, he's insufferable. Steve has never in his life met someone wound so goddamn tight. And that's saying something, coming from someone who encounters Nancy Wheeler on a regular basis.
He hops off the counter, pleased that he's regained the upper hand. He'd been afraid of losing it, for a second there, when he'd been having those weird cartwheel-y feelings in his stomach at the sight of Jonathan's tousled hair and stupid fucking sweater. "Watch this," he commands, and relishes the way Jonathan bristles at it as he lines up a shot with his phone camera. The box of Cornettos on the counter, Jonathan's hand sitting next to it idly like he's not sure if he should withdraw it, the corner of his pajama pants just visible. Steve thinks it's important that people know that His Royal Douchiness wears blue and white checkers to bed.
"'Nothing cures jet lag,'" he reads off in a monotone as he types out a caption, watching Jonathan's expression shift from curiosity to irritation and back again, "'like midnight ice cream with @/PrinceJonathan.'" He pauses, glances up with a smirk. "Prince Jonathan kind of sounds clunky, if you ask me. I would have gone with Jon or Johnny or- fucking- Byers, or something. Title-wise."
Jonathan's lips twitch. "Do I look like a fucking Johnny to you?"
"Fair point." Steve goes back to his phone. "Okay, geotag the palace, crop, filter, and posted." He holds the phone up for Jonathan to see as likes and comments flood in. "There are lots of things worth overthinking, believe me. But this isn't one of them."
Jonathan frowns at him over his ice cream, which he's just begun to dig into. "I suppose," he says, doubtful. "Or maybe you just underthink."
"Fuck you," Steve says, but with significantly less punch than the last fifty times he'd said it. "Are you done?" he adds, because said lack of punch makes the weird fluttery thing in his stomach return in full force and he does not care for it at all. "I was on a call."
Jonathan's expression, which had been contemplative a second ago, shutters, then closes off entirely, and Steve feels something like regret.
Horrifying. He hates emotions.
"Of course," Jonathan says stiffly, all royal politeness, which does serve to make the fluttery feeling lessen but also, somehow, makes Steve feel slightly sick. "I won't keep you."
Steve's traitorous eyes trail after him as he leaves the kitchen, catch every stilted detail when Jonathan pauses in the doorframe, considering. "I didn't know you wore glasses," he says after a moment of contemplation, in an entirely unreadable tone.
He leaves Steve standing there alone in the kitchen, Robin lighting his phone up with furious texts and the box of Cornettos sweating on the counter.
PARKER YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY INSANE FOR THIS. ITS THEM. ITS SO THEM. DAMN YOU FOR PUTTING THIS THOUGHT IN MY MIND. i’ll be attacking back soon enough when you least expect it.
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goalhofer · 6 months
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2023-24 Washington Capitals Famous Relations
#96 Nicolas Aubé-Kubel: Cousin of former Guildford Flames RW T.J. Foster. #19 Nicklas Bäckström: Son of former Brynäs I.F. assistant coach Anders Bäckström & former professional handball player Catrin Bäckström, nephew of former Timrå I.K. GM Anders Huss, brother of former Oppala I.K. D Kristoffer Bäckström and cousin of former Åsele I.K. RW Viktor Huss. #3 Nick Jensen: Nephew of former A.T.S.E. Graz LW the late Steve Jensen. #22 Lucas Johansen: Brother of Colorado Avalanche C Ryan Johansen. #79 Charlie Lindgren: Brother of New York Rangers D Ryan Lindgren. #39 Anthony Mantha-Pronovost: Grandson of former Jersey Devils LW André Pronovost. #77 T.L. Oshie: Son of former Seattle Totems scout the late Tim Oshie, 2nd cousin of former Colorado Rockies C the late Henry Boucha, 3rd cousin of former Los Angeles Kings scout Gary Sargent. #8 Alex Ovechkin: Son of former Z.B.K. Dynamo Moscow PG Tatyana Ovechkin, son-in-law of actress the late Vera Shubsky and ex-boyfriend of former professional tennis player Maria Kirilenko. #67 Max Pacioretty: Husband of former professional tennis player Katia Pacioretty and brother-in-law of former K.K. Dynamo Moscow RW Maxim Afinogenov. #38 Carl Sandin: Brother of Rögle Bandyklubb RW Linus Sandin. #17 Dylan Strome: Brother of Anaheim Ducks C Ryan Strome & Hershey Bears RW Matthew Strome. #57 Trevor Van Riemsdyk: Brother of Boston Bruins LW James Van Riemsdyk & former Norfolk Admirals C Brendan Van Riemsdyk. #43 Tom Wilson: Son-in-law of former University Of Manitoba volleyball head coach Garth Pischke and husband of professional beach volleyball player Taylor Wilson.
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cellythefloshie · 1 year
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Had a thought come to me about captain and Rw so I wanna share with the class so it doesn’t go to waste;)
They’ve been having a shitty road trip, they’re 6 days into 9 and have lost 4 of those games so far, they’re really not playing like themselves and everyone is frustrated. Tonight they lost 7-3 in a messy game, with multiple penalties, 2 fights, and multiple almost fights.
Everyone’s tired and it’s obvious, but not Steve he’s wired after getting into his first fight in a while during the last 2 minutes of the third. And as soon as he gets into that locker room he gets his phone to check the wife’s schedule, see her next appointment isn’t until tomorrow he calls his wife. Getting the okay From her and sending everything to wifie he begins getting undressed while they’re being screamed at by coach.
He hears the door open and close quickly in the midst of the rant and looks up to see you go and hide in a darkened area where your bag was. Once most of the guys are out and it’s just the the two of you along with patty, and hedman lingering around he makes his way to you quietly. 
Sneaking up behind you he grabs your ponytail yanking your head back and pulling you flushed against his chest. “Capta-“ she starts but gets cut off as he slams his mouth on hers.
“Shut up and let me use you” he says as he pulls away and turns you around. “I’m not going to be nice, I’m gonna fuck you hard and fast so we can get on that bus to the plane and get back to another city where we’ll just end up losing again” he told you as he slides up your skirt.
“Don’t say that captain, you’ll win” you tried but the look he gave you made you shut up and know not to say another word.
“Didn’t I tell you to shut up?” He asked as he started to play with your clit.
“So wet for me huh baby? You like when I get a little mean with you?” All you did was nod
“Yeah I’m sure you do” he said sliding his boxers enough for his dick to pop out, “ready?” He asked “yes captain, I’m ready”
He slid in easily, you’d been wet since you seen pat beat someone’s face in and then for Steven to go and fight as well, your legs had been clenched together since. He was going hard and quick just like he said and you were loving it.
You could hardly think, only thing coming out of your mouth were sloppy moans and whimpers as he pounded you. His grunts were right in your ear making you even more wet, “fuck, your so good for your captain aren’t you pretty girl?” He asked as he sped up even more than you thought possible
“Yes! Ooohh yes sir” you replied as he started rubbing your clit.
Once the two of you finished he had to hold you up as your legs were numb from him holding you up most of the time and from how good he fucked you. “Did so good pretty girl” he told you as he fixed your underwear and skirt along with himself.
“Thank you captain, but I don’t think I’m going to be able to walk back to the bus” you told him with a slight laugh and horrible blush that only got worse when he called for Patty
“That’s no problem, Hey Pat! You think you can get her back to the bus while I clean up?” Your eye’s widened, yes you seen Patrick and Victor when you came in but had assumed they left.
“Yeah no problem” He replied as he walked into the little hidden corner that you and the captain had found yourselves in. Steven thanked him and walked away to the showers.
“Cmon pretty lady, there’s a bus waiting on us four” he said as he gave you a sweatshirt to pull on and picked you up.
“Us four? What do you mean us four?” You asked a little worried, “I’m here to honey” said Victor as he made his way to the little corner with a laugh. “Oh my gosh” you said with a shy and embarrassed laugh.
“Don’t worry about it honey, you always sound so pretty” Patty told you. And as Victor grabbed your work bag and other things, the 3 of you made your way to the bus just waiting on the captain.
Anon. Beautiful. beautiful beautiful anon. I read this between 5:30 and 6:00 am while I was half asleep. I woke up, don't know why, and saw this in my inbox. Was half asleep, so it felt a little bit like a fever dream, and it was even better reading it the second time around! Pat and Victor sticking around to watch is perfection. Victor is such a soft, quiet, giant of a man so I could totally see him just sitting back in his stall and just enjoying the view. And we know how much Pat loves his road wives! Our girl is always well taken care of. The best thing about RW is that the way it's written, there are so many appointments left open to interpretation and spaces of time where appointments could happen but I may not have written them out explicitly. So this could easily any into any timeline where these boys all play together and have a 4 game slide. And it could be with any wife, the first wife Elle, the second wife, or any wife that may come after her. Thank you for sharing this with us nonnie!
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loveconquersall · 2 years
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10 fandoms, 10 characters, 10 tags
Thanks for the tag @queerofthedagger ♥
Rules: List ten of your fandoms and your favorite character from each!
Harry Potter: James Potter lotr: Aragorn MCU: Steve Rogers The Old Guard: Nicolo di Genova Downton Abbey: Thomas Barrow 911 Lone Star: TK Strand Heartstopper: Charlie Spring Doctor Who: Tenth Doctor RW&RB: Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor PJO: Nico di Angelo
tagging @dreamofghosts, @lu-inlondon and @paper-storm if you wanna do it :)
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ng25fj · 8 months
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— Another really busy window this year both in terms of incomings and out goings. Not quite the same level as the recruitment last year, though to be fair, what ever will? Incomings: Ibrahim Sangaré — DM — PSV — €35M Anthony Elanaga — LW — Man Utd — €17.5M Chris Wood — CF — Newcastle — €17M Andrew Omobamidele — CB — Norwich — €12.85M Murillo — CB — Corinthians — €12M Nicolas Dominguez — CM — Bologna — Swap+€10M? Odysseas Vlachodimos — GK — Benfica — €9M Matt Turner — GK — Arsenal — €8.15M Callum Hudson-Odoi — LW — Chelsea — €3.5M Ola Aina — RB — Torino — Free Nuno Tavares — LB — Arsenal — Loan Andrey Santos — DM — Chelsea — Loan Gonzalo Montiel — RB — Sevilla — Loan Divock Origi — CF — AC Milan — Loan —— TOTAL 14 Players Outgoings: Brennan Johnson — AM — Tottenham — €55M Sam Surridge — CF — Nashville — €5.8M Briain Ojeda — CM — Salt Lake — €3.6M Mohammed Drager — RB — FC BASLE — €420K Jack Colback — DM — QPR — Free Cafu — CM — Rotherham — Free Jordon Smith — GK — Stockport — Free Steve Cook — CD — QPR — Free Gustavo Scarpa — AM — Olympiacos — Loan Remo Freuler — CM — Bologna — Swap Lewis O'Brien — CM — Middlesboro — Loan Omar Richards — LB — Olympiacos — Loan Ui-Jo Hwang — CF — Norwich — Loan Jonathan Panzo — CD— Cardiff — Loan Richie Laryea — LB— Vancouver — Loan Loic Mbe Soh — CD — Almere City — Loan Josh Bowler — RW — Cardiff — Loan Alex Mighten — LW — KV Kortrijk — Loan Renan Lodi — LB — End of Loan Keylor Navas — GK — End of Loan Dean Henderson — GK — End of Loan Andre Ayew — LW — End of Contract Lyle Taylor — CF — End of Contract Adnan Kanuri — GK — End of Contract Jesse Lingard — AM — End of Contract —— TOTAL 25 Players
The big talking point is losing Brennan Johnson. However, with the quality Forest have brought in it certainly softens the blow. Elanga has hit the ground running and I'm excited to see how his partnership with Awoniyi pans out. Him and Callum Hudson-Odoi cost less than half of Brennan's transfer. On paper thats pretty good business but time will tell. Sangare, Murillo, Domiguez, Monteil and Omobamidele are really solid defensive signings and the level of quality throughout the squad has been elevated. When was the last time Forest had a World Cup winner in their squad? You can see with the quality level of the outgoings in that other than Brennan all have gone to Championship or other leagues that aren't in the big European five. 25 players off the books for this season is a staggering amount and is definitely a residue of last seasons over zealous recruitment. Still out of that 25 there's only 3 players that I'd like to have retained. Brennan, Dean Henderson and Lodi. But I'm not too down about not retaining them because I actually think, as a squad, Forest are far stronger compared to last year.
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brookstonalmanac · 11 months
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Birthdays 6.6
Beer Birthdays
None Known
Five Favorite Birthdays
Bjorn Borg; tennis player (1956)
Thomas Mann; German writer (1875)
John Trumbull; artist (1756)
Colin Quinn; comedian (1959)
Diego Velazquez; Spanish artist (1599)
Famous Birthdays
Monty Alexander; jazz pianist (1944)
Torsten Andersson; Swedish artist (1926)
V.C. Andrews; writer (1923)
Ruth Benedict; anthropologist (1887)
Sandra Bernhard; comedian, actor (1955)
Gary U.S. Bonds; pop singer (1939)
Max Casella; actor (1967)
Pierre Corneille; French writer (1606)
Sarah Dessen; writer (1970)
Ninette de Valois; Irish dancer (1898)
Bill Dickey; New York Yankees C (1907)
David Dukes; actor (1945)
Robert Englund; actor (1947)
Harvey Fierstein; actor (1952)
Edgar Froese; German artist, electronic musician (1944)
Paul Giamatti; actor (1967)
Nathan Hale; American patriot (1755)
William Ralph Inge; English writer (1860)
Aram Khachaturian; composer (1903)
Uncle Kracker; rock musician (1974)
Edwin G. Krebs; biochemist (1918)
Josie Lawrence; British comedian (1959)
Ted Lewis; jazz bandleader (1890)
Tony Levin; rock bassist (1948)
Jimmie Lunceford; jazz bandleader (1902)
Gianna Michaels; porn actor (1983)
Holly Near; folk singer (1949)
Cam Neely; Boston Bruins RW (1965)
Amanda Pays; actor (1959)
Alexander Pushkin; Russian poet (1799)
Tom Ryan; cartoonist (1926)
David Scott; astronaut (1932)
Robert Falcon Scott "of the Antarctic;" British explorer (1868)
Robert Cedric Sherriff; English writer (1896)
Richard Sinclair; rock musician (1948)
Richard Smalley; chemist (1943)
Yukihiro Takahashi; Japanese rock musician (1952)
Dwight Twilley; country singer (1951)
Steve Vai; rock guitarist (1960)
Danny Webb; actor (1958)
Max August Zorn; mathematician (1906)
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mscoyditch · 1 year
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"Arthur Rackham
Arthur Rackham RWS (19 September 1867 – 6 September 1939) was an English book illustrator. He is recognised as one of the leading figures during the Golden Age of British book illustration. His work is noted for its robust pen and ink drawings, which were combined with the use of watercolour, a technique he developed due to his background as a journalistic illustrator. - https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arthur_Rackham
https://picryl.com/search?q=arthur%20rackham%20%23arthur%2Brackham%20%23book%2Billustrations%20%23fairy%2Btales
This work is in the public domain in its country of origin and other countries and areas where the copyright term is the author's life plus 80 years or fewer.
This work is in the public domain in the United States because it was published (or registered with the U.S. Copyright Office) before January 1, 1928.”
> Steve Gallagher > Public Domain Photos and Images
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rockin-robinz · 3 years
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Robin Watching: 2112/∞
Dick Grayson as Nightwing
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Teen Titans Academy #5 by Steve Lieber
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alivingsaint · 5 years
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Steve Wilde, you are gonna wear me out.
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