#DIXIE MY BELOVED

[fledermoved-too]

@dragcns-den:

❝ Hey, take it easy… No need to freak out. ❞ Dixie says with a start, stumbling back a bit herself at the others jumpy demeanor. Not that she can blame him. She HAD approached rather quietly— soft snow muffling her steps and her petite stature making her difficult to spot on a good day. No wonder the male was seemingly taken by surprise. ❝ I’m just here to, uh— see how the team’s looking today. ❞ — (( *shoves Dixie over for Star* Hope you don’t mind :3 Can be pre/during or after the movie, whichever you’d like ))

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Initially, Star is visibly startled, twisting and turning in his harness with a tangle before he quickly recognizes the smaller dog on her approach. His tail wags, delighted to see a familiar face.

"Oh! Hiya, Dixie," He greets welcomingly from the front position of the sled, still rather tangled into his harness. Most of the other dogs are nearby, but not yet tethered as the musher prepares this and that. Though Star can be denser than most, it doesn't pass his understanding on what Dixie might truly be here for. And yet, there's no judgement in his tone as he adds on,

"Steele's not here today; he's sick. They got a new dog to fill in for him right now!"

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[gj340]

why am i posting cropped images from an official manga? because the art is cute. that's why.

[useragarfield]

9K MAKE ME CHOOSE:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ @leojfitz ASKED: The Hart-Kinsella's or The Breeland-Hayes?

I was stupid, and I was scared. Thought she could never be happy with a bartender from Alabama, and…I suspect you thought the same. I won't deny that. Well, I'm not the same person I was then. You know, I've grown more in the last three years than I ever thought possible. More still in the last 48 hours. I love Zoe. And I'm going to fight for us. I see. Well, I came here to tell her that. So, with all due respect, ma'am, I'd like to go speak to Zoe now.

[katebeckets]

intro to: WADE KINSELLA

for Ber @userzade ♡ happy belated birthday!

[ghastlybespoke]

rewatching casualty and we're at ruby's first episode in casualty and sam and iain are so shitty to her. like yeah she's not perfect but like my dudes ?? wtf. yeah, she might have fucked up with daisy the second time, but what she did was literally what the guidelines of her job told her to do, whether that would be considered morally right by everyone or not.

sam and iain definitely aren't my favourite characters by any stretch but i honestly hated them this episode. ruby, to me at least, seems like she might be autistic (doesn't like eye contact, strict moral guide/follows rules, misunderstanding of allistics confusing social rules, etc) and they mocked and belittled her basically the entire episode (quite frankly, it felt a whole lot like ableism to me).

[ninacarstairss]

cece my beloved soulmate!!!

i have been sent by the universe to check on how you’re doing!

here’s some photos of dixie i have taken recently (most of them are slightly blurry because bereal is scary)

(and yes those are my glasses)

anyways, i hope you are resting well and simba is being extra cuddly!! and i’m always here if you need a chat <3333

nero my beloved soulmate!!! you made my day <3

i’ve had a really shitty night and i really needed some pictures of dixie to make my day!!!! also your glasses fit her so well lol simba hasn’t really been extra cuddly but he slept on my bed and he’s sitting on the table with me now so maybe he’s trying in his own way 😂

thank you for this <333 i really needed it. i spent half the nigh crying for the day i’d had and then the other half sobbing because i finished reading radio silence <33

[hearthomelesbian]

listened to a miku bday playlist and found so many new songs ^_^ also revisited some i used to listen to as a kid (alice of human sacrifice, 7 deadly sins ones, etc.) and realised servant of evil was mothy??

[lesbiangummybearmafia]

[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

Gloria Holden (Dracula’s Daughter, The Life of Emile Zola)— She deserves to be alongside Bela Lugosi and Christopher Lee as the hottest classic movie vampires. She was the first major examples of the reluctant vampire and the lesbian vampire and should have gone on to become an iconic scream queen. Her voice, her amazing gowns, and her EYES! I would let her eat me any day

Alma Rosa Aguirre (Nosotras las Taquigrafas)—no propaganda submitted

This is round 1 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut]

Gloria Holden:

She made an indelible impression on me in the title role in "Dracula's Daughter" as an elegantly tormented sapphic vampire failing to repress her urges to feed on women. What can I say, I'm gay.

ooooh my god. oooooh my god. She's got the cold high society woman with secret anguish thing nailed down. Also her role as Dracula's Daughter actually inspired Anne Rice. ok.

We owe Gloria Holden for the Interview With the Vampire book and the gay awakenings of baby goths everywhere.

Her performance in Dracula's Daughter inspired Anne Rice and she's name dropped in Queen of the Damned. A queer icon, for sure. And surely this poll needs some horror movie queens?

i'm nominating her particularly for her work as a lesbian vampire in dracula's daughter (1936), which was about as overt about the concept that she was trying to suck this unsuspecting lady's blood in a gay way as it possibly could be under the hayes code

Gifset: https://www.tumblr.com/down-in-dixie/700742136441831424

Gifset 2: https://www.tumblr.com/junkfoodcinemas/687098898667405312/draculas-daughter-1936-dir-lambert-hillyer

[ereardon]

Golden Hour || Ch. 9

[Bob Floyd x Bradley Bradshaw x OC]

A Bob Floyd & Bradley Bradshaw AU [Hart of Dixie inspired]

Synopsis: Willow, Georgia. Barely even a town, just a speck on a map that you tried to wipe off, mistaking it for a crumb. You’re the outsider: a fancy New York doctor, fresh out of a failed engagement, with zero primary care experience. You’re also the new town doctor, taking over for a recent retiree who was beloved. His son, Bob Floyd, is the other physician at the practice, and takes an immediate dislike to you. But you were looking for a fresh start, and Willow doesn’t seem all that bad if you can get past the fact that there's only one restaurant in town. It helps that you've caught the eye of Bradley Bradshaw, the town attorney, despite the fact that you vowed to take a break from dating. How long until you start to make friends in a town where social circles have been set in stone since elementary school? And what will it take to make Bob Floyd see you’re not as bad as he wants to believe you are?

Pairing: Bob Floyd x OC; Bradley Bradshaw x OC

Tropes: Love triangle, enemies to lovers

Warnings: Angst, cursing, alcohol

Chapter summary: Bob invites Olive to the office after hours to sort paperwork ... but maybe there's more intent behind the date after all

WC: 1.6K

Masterlist here; previous chapter here

In the morning, you woke up to a clattering sound in the living room. You sat up straight in bed, the strap of your silky nightgown slipping down your shoulder as you sucked in a tense breath. 

And then the memories flooded back. Bob showing up at your door late at night drenched from the rain. His panic attack. 

The fact that he was asleep on your couch at that very moment. 

Before you could even think, you were scrambling out of bed, throwing open the double doors to the living room as Bob stood hunched over the couch, putting on his shoes. He looked up, hair mussed on one side, blue eyes wide. “Sorry,” he muttered. “I, uh, I was trying to be quiet.” His eyes roamed over your chest quickly, before zipping back up to your face. 

You crossed your arms, suddenly aware of how thin your nightgown was. “It’s OK, I was awake.” A lie, of course, and he knew it too. But you were being nice. 

“I’m sorry I stormed in here last night,” Bob said, straightening up and running one hand through his hair, combing out the knots. “I shouldn’t have done that.” 

“I’m the town doctor. Kind of my job, right?” 

He grinned, softly. “Guess you can add one more patient to your files.” 

“You’re due for a physical.” It came out automatically and you gasped audibly, slapping one hand over your mouth. Where the fuck had that come from? There was so much dirty intent behind the words it shocked you. 

Bob’s pink mouth rounded in an “O” before he let out a laugh. “That’s a first, Dr. James. Are you hitting on me?” 

You removed your hand. “Well that would just be downright unprofessional, wouldn’t it?” 

Bob shifted his weight from one leg to another. “What are you doing tonight?” 

You frowned. “Tonight?” 

“Is Bradshaw around? If the two of you have plans…” 

“He’s out of town on a trial,” you added, cutting him off. “For another few days.” 

“Come by the office, around seven,” Bob said, stepping toward the door. “I’ll bring wine.” 

“For what?” you called out as he made his way to the front door and swung it open. 

“It’s a surprise,” he replied before shutting the door behind him. 

***

For the first time since you stepped foot in Willow, you were nervous. As you raised your hand to the door of the office, you stopped. What were you doing? It was your practice, too. You had a key. 

Rolling your eyes to yourself, you slipped the key in the lock only to find it already unlocked. Gently, you eased open the door, the sound of your heel sending staccatos of echoes into the long hallway. 

“Hello?” 

“Back here.” Bob’s gravely voice came from the other end of the hallway but he was nowhere to be seen. You shut the door behind you and stepped inside. 

“What are you doing?” you asked. 

“Just come here.” There it was, that exasperated tone that he had so often used when you first met. A part of you grinned as he lapsed back into annoyance with you. 

You peered over the edge of the front desk where Molly usually sat and frowned. Bob sat on the ground surrounded by files. “You asked me here to do paperwork?” 

He held up a bottle of wine with one hand. “Yes, but we get to drink while we do it.” 

“Gimme.” Your hands reached out for the bottle, fingers wagging, and Bob reached up, pressing it into your hand, your fingertips overlapping for a second before you pulled away. 

Bob scooted back, giving you some room on the floor. He had on a pair of jeans and a flannel shirt, the sleeves rolled up toward his elbows, and he was wearing only a pair of thin socks instead of shoes. You tried to sit in your miniskirt and heels, but it was no use. You sighed, standing up and Bob frowned. “Where are you going?” 

“Hold your horses,” you said, stomping off to your office. A minute later, you returned in a pair of baggy scrubs, feet bare. Bob’s eyes sparkled. 

“Nice outfit change.” 

You rolled your eyes, folding yourself onto the floor next to him. “Alright, what are we doing?” 

“Molly, bless her heart, isn’t the best at administration work. So once a quarter, I come in and organize all the files.” 

“She’s the secretary,” you said. “What do you mean she’s not good at administration work?” 

He shrugged, moving a pile of papers to his left. “She just doesn’t do it how I like.” 

“So she’s not bad at admin, she just doesn’t do it exactly how you like.” 

“Correct.” 

“That’s the problem with you, Floyd,” you said, leaning back against the wooden cabinet. “You want people to fit perfectly into the little boxes that you’ve set out. Sometimes you can’t categorize things exactly how you want them. Sometimes people just are what they are.” 

“I’m particular.” 

“You’re annoying.” It slipped out before you could stop it. 

Bob looked up. And to your surprise, there was mirth in his eyes. He gave you a tilted grin. “And you think you’re perfect, Olive?” 

“Not perfect,” you replied. “But I’m not the grouch in this situation.” 

“Grouch?” 

“You’re grumpy,” you said, “and you know it.” 

“No one has ever called me that before.” 

“You’re kidding.” 

“I assure you, I’m not.” 

“Well, we were all thinking it,” you replied, leaning back against your palms, head tilted to one side. “You’re insanely grumpy for someone who isn’t eighty years old.” 

Bob laughed. “I think you’re the first person in a long time who has had the courage to say something like that to my face.” 

“People are scared to admit the truth,” you replied. “Now are you going to tell me about this absolutely insane organizational system, or am I just going to sit here and drink wine and watch you do all the work?” 

Bob grinned. “Hand me that stack.”

For the next two hours, Bob taught you how to categorize files according to his preference. Whereas Molly filed them according to the calendar year, Bob liked to group patient files all together and then chronologically within. 

By the time you were done, two bottles of wine sat nearly empty on Molly’s desk as you lay spread out on the ground, eyes closed, as Bob clapped his hands together. “Done.” 

You groaned, tossing one arm over your face. “Fucking finally.” 

“Is that a complaint, Dr. James?” 

You opened one eye. “You’re not the only one who can be grumpy.” 

“Would it make you feel better if I said I knew where Molly kept her candy stash?” 

Your eyes flew open and you sat up quickly. “Candy?” 

Bob pulled open a drawer that was full to the brim. Snickers and Reeses and Starbursts. Even a pack of Milano cookies. You reached in eagerly, pulling out a Nerds rope and tearing open the package. “I’m saved.” 

Bob chuckled, leaning back against the file cabinet, his legs outstretched in front of him. The two of you were facing each other directly, your back against the wooden desk. He took a bite out of a Twix bar. “So that’s the key to your heart? Candy?” 

“And Hermes.” 

Bob frowned. “What’s an Hermes?” 

You rolled your eyes. “A purse, Bob. The purse.” 

“How is a purse better than candy?” 

“It’s not just a purse, it’s a statement.” 

He shook his head. “Sometimes I don’t understand you.” 

“I don’t understand you at all either,” you replied. “One minute you hate me. The next minute you’re offering me wine on a dirty floor.” 

“I thought you were the one who hated me,” Bob said quietly. 

“Same here.”

He shook his head again, running his fingers through his hair to comb it back into place. “I never hated you, Olive. I just didn’t know you.” 

“And now that you know me?” you whispered. “What do you think?” 

“I think you’re amazing.” 

And despite the fact that you were drunk, and so was Bob, your head started to scream. Because your heart knew that he was telling the truth. The pink flush across his cheeks and the tips of his ears was a dead giveaway. 

“Amazing, huh?” you said quietly. “I’m going to hold you to that next time you get mad at me for something.” 

Bob rocked forward onto his knees, bending over toward the open desk drawer to your left. But just before his fingertips could land in the drawer, he pivoted, one hand coming to rest on the top of the desk above your head, his face only a few inches from yours. Your breath was heavy in your chest, his blue eyes glued to yours and before you knew it, Bob’s lips were on yours, his free hand wrapped around the back of your neck, tugging you in closer as your fingertips reached out, circling his wrist. 

He tasted sweet like chocolate, and so much more passionate than you had expected. 

Then, without warning, he pulled away, eyes wide. 

Your voice was raspy as you caught your breath. “Bob–”

He leaned back onto his feet, standing up. “I have to go.” 

Before you could even get to your feet, Bob had his shoes on, the empty bottles of wine scooped up in his arms. He turned back to you, blue eyes wild. “I’ll see you on Monday,” he said before hurrying down the hallway, swinging the door open and jogging down the steps. 

You leaned your arms against the wooden desk and pressed a finger to your lip, the heat of Bob’s kiss still warm on your skin.

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[drops-of-moonlights]

The full Donkey Kong Country cast! Except the ones I couldn't be bothered to draw! Let's get on with them. (DK and Candy were in the second batch)

Diddy and Dixie remain mainly the same, though Diddy I based off his movie design solely because I couldn't get the crop top to look right. Still a couple as indicated by their matching nail polish.

Cranky has a vest and sweatpants under the red shawl he has in the movie, while Wrinkly I gave a similar setup but in green and with a sundress. She's still dead in my 'verse, but her ghost appears in this design instead of a nightgown.

Chunky and Kiddy! Since in my 'verse everyone's a little older Kiddy goes from a toddler to a kindergarten/first-grade aged kid, who is still just huge for no reason. Chunky is his big brother around Diddy's age and since the movie portrayed Chunky as having some peach fuzz I gave him a bit of scruff on his chin. He ended up pretty cute I must say!

I'VE ALWAYS HATED TINY KONG'S HAT. IT'S SO UGLY. So I fully removed it from my design lol. I kept the same general idea of her teen design but aged it down just a smidge so you can easily tell Dixie's the older one of the 2, while also making her blonde hair dyed for some extra variety. instead of a crop tank top and sweatpants she has an off-the-shoulders top and a skort for some extra variation.

As for Lanky Kong I leaned into his namesake, and if he looks just a SMIDGE evil that's because I had TheMentok's video on the Kongs in the background as I drew and that might've influenced me just a tad lol.

Funky my beloved! I went full into his original full-surfer design, to get something different since Funky canonically hates going adventuring. I gave him a belly gained from just chilling on the beach most days lol. Also he has hair now! With him I set out to not just make him a clone of DK that wears clothes.

Lastly, King K. Rool and Lord Fredrik! With K.Rool I mixed his regular design with his Super Mario Sluggers design and also gave him a LOOOOOONG tail because crocodile. He wears a cuirass over his chest and gut. As for Fredrik all I did was give him some boots his design was strong enough already.

Now for extra 'verse lore: K.Rool rules Kremling Island, Fredrik rules the nearby Snowmad Island. these two alongside the Kong Isles form the Jungle Archipelago Kingdom. All three nations have beef with each other but since the recent Peace Treaty between the Mushroom and Koopa Kingdoms they've moved to a "cold war" sort of status where no one is openly hostile to one another but they still hate each other lol.

[lemonyleaf]

(/*^*)/💖💫DIXIE MY BELOVED DND CHARACTER💫💖\(*-*\)

[def-bjs-guys]

EHEHEHEHHEHEHEHE

@fr-winn-dixie you r my friend therefore i must tell you.

NEW CORPO BLOG INCOMING!1!1!!!!!1!1!1!!1!! MY BELOVED! GUITAR CENTER! I NEED HELP GETTIING THGEM INTRODUCED TO THE OTHER GOOFBALLS IF U WANNA HELP ME :3::3:3:3:3 ILL TAG EM ONCE THEY TELL ME THE TAG

[brucequeensteen]

I don't really know much about musicians from the 70s but I do know much about the Muppets and I'm watching the Muppet show rn and they got Joan baez on and I'm like omg... it's the lesbian from tumblr user brucequeenpingtingspeen's blog....... I know her from Posts.... anyway her voice is haunting and I need to listen to more of her music do you have any songs that are your favorites that you'd recommend ? If not that's okay. Thanks for being an influencer <3

JOAN BAEZ MUPPET EPISODE MY BELOVED truly we do not talk about this enough ☝️ also thank you so much for butchering my url like that you have no idea how hard that made me laugh. as for joan baez recs you've got me at a very good time because ive been listening to her non stop for days now im in my prime baez era.

here are my epic song recs:

one thing joan baez can do is cover the fuck out of a bob dylan song so good it makes him look stupid!!! also taking this opportunity to tell everyone to go here right neow

[secretintoxxx]

God that post of your tits got me so turned on. Im just imagining pounding your cute holes while you moan and make those perfect tits bounce around until my girl cock flood you with hot thick cum

🤤🤤 truly a need

[theragethatisdesire]

theragethatisdesire!!! i saw your beautiful collection of books awhile ago so i wanna know your top 10 fave books & top 5 fave fics <3 (doesn’t have to be anime related:)

em!!!! hi my love, how are u?? i hope ur feeling good n healthy n happy today. this is going to be ..... so fucking hard to manage LOL but i will TRY!!!

top ten books (in no particular order) i think i will say......the lovely bones, the secret history, because of winn-dixie, dispatches, the picture of dorian gray, the virgin suicides, where the crawdads sing, sharp objects, midnight in the garden of good and evil, the little princess

top five fics (in no particular order)

the life and times this is genuinely one of my favorite things that's ever been written including non-fanfic media it's my....literal favorite oat

lily valley by my beloved @shepnicolo <3 <3 <3 it's just beautiful all the way through

in the dark of morning, you promise me the sun yes, it's bakugou. no, i haven't seen my hero academia. it is still genuinely one of the most tactful, realistic handlings of grief i've read (including non-fic media like novels). literally so well done.

deflowered i don't even know what exactly it is about this fic (besides the fact that the smut scenes are outrageously hot) that won't ever leave my brain, but it's just so well-written and i am forever heartbroken that it is on temp/permanent hiatus. sigh.

you say the word, i'm on the way ONE OF MY FAV EREN PIECES OF ALL TIME I LITERALLY SCREAM WHEN I THINK ABOUT IT. i cry every time i read it and i don't even know why lol.

bonus because i couldn't leave it out lol indulgence by philliam!!!! this is just singlehandedly the hottest eren fic of all time it's so steamy eren's so fine and it inspired me to start writing and like ... here we are!!

THIS IS HUGE I'M SORRY thank u for asking em :-) ily!!!!! enjoy my rec list...