#H. Stern

[alfaangel]

[weirdlookindog]

"I knew in that moment Amada had received absolution from her vows to Isis and could wed"

Lawerence Sterne Stevens [?] - Illustration for H. Rider Haggard's 'Ancient Allan'

(Famous Fantastic Mysteries - December 1945)

[timmytastik]

Do u guys liek my epic drawing

[dinerbrewcoffee]

Hey do y’all want to see my character designs for my retelling of H G Well’s The Invisible Man but they’re gayer and in college? Yeah you do.

[macaulaytwins]

Darlington has HORNS??!!!! 😩🫣🥴🤭😍

[atariforce]

Retro Game Spotlight 086: Tutankham (1983)

Original Publishers (Arcade version): Konami / Stern Electronics (1982) Original Designer (Arcade version): H. Tanigaki Publisher (2600 version): Parker Brothers Designers (2600 version): Dave Engman, Dawn Stockbridge

Trivia: Originally named after the Egyptian pharaoh Tutankhamun (but shortened due to length), Tutankham was ported to the Atari 2600 and Intellivision by Parker Brothers, who held a sweepstakes with a grand prize of $3,000 worth of video games or video game equipment.

[rbolick]

Books On Books Collection - Carolyn Thompson

[goofyjelly]

Omg I just got to the point in my life where my parents are going from "omg you're such an amazing artist youre gonna go far" to "there are no careers in art; work isn't supposed to be fun anyways"

[styleofdiamandis]

INSTAGRAM: MARINA ATTENDS OSCARS VIEWING PARTY IN MARIO DICE, JUDITH LEIBER & LE SILLA

“Oscar night! Thanks so much @guyoseary + my family at @maverick. You throw a mad party…” Marina shared via Instagram on February 25. 

Styling by Mercedes Natalia. Makeup by Katelin Gan, respectively.

M wore a stunning look from Mario Dice's Fall/Winter 2017 RTW collection — a black jacquard A-line dress with sheer tulle top, fully embroidered with sequins, beads and fringes.

Mario Dice is an Italian brand founded in 2007 by the homonymous designer. Born in Montesarchio, he arrived in the fashion world at a very young age.

Her diamond jewelry, which included pavé hoops and rings, are by H.Stern and Tacori.

The glamorous look was elevated with an even more glamorous bag by the iconic Judith Leiber. This small hobo clutch is covered in hundreds of jet crystals and features silver-tone hardware.

Finally, she wore these stunning Le Silla Gilda black rhinestone-encrusted slingback pumps with their signature metal heel.

[adamwatchesmovies]

Free Birds (2013)

Free Birds is almost there. There are occasionally funny and clever moments but as a whole, it’s just not that well written.

After escaping the fate of most turkeys around Thanksgiving, Reggie (voiced by Owen Wilson) is forced to go on an adventure with Jake (Woody Harrelson), a member of the Turkey Freedom Front. Together, they hop into a time machine and travel back to 1621 so they can prevent the very first Thanksgiving - and every subsequent turkey massacre - from happening.

I’ll give “Free Birds” this much; it’s a better film than I expected. There are few obvious time travel jokes, the plot is original, and it even has some genuine laughs. I love the concept. Turkeys going back in time to prevent a massive, annual gravy-covered genocide is so crazy it could lead anywhere. What if they make a wrong move and accidentally wipe out their entire species, or inadvertently cause the human race to starve? Your imagination runs wild with possibilities, making the actual results that much more disappointing.

Why is it that Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure is the only time machine movie that actually uses a time machine correctly? In Free Birds, our heroes can jump backward in history whenever they want. It’s not a one-way trip like in The Terminator. If the film was written with any intelligence, it would mean limitless potential. The second someone is in a perilous situation, here comes a gadget from the future to help them out of their jam! Instead, it’s a time travel story that features characters with a much more limited imagination than the audience mixed blended with a been-there-done-that children’s film. The instant you see Reggie talk to the native turkeys of 1621, you know exactly what’s going to happen between him and Jenny (Amy Poehler). Once a mystery surrounding the “Great Turkey” is established, you'll easily predict what's coming next. If you wait for the movie to use its assets to their full potential, you'll still be waiting after the end credits have finished scrolling.

There's got to be someone influential out there who saw the film's potential and plans on someday remaking it. To them, I have some advice. Firstly, ditch Reggie. He’s boring. The only thing he’s got going is that, at first, he’s the smartest turkey around. That concept is dropped the instant he winds up in the past. Next, make it smarter, or at least crazier. Then this film would have an identity. It would stand out and make up for the fact that it’s not really a film about turkeys, just feathered people, and not particularly well-animated ones either.

Free Birds could’ve been something special, a Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs kind of zany tale that buckled your expectations. Instead, it’s destined to be forgotten. The only ones who will remember it are those who saw it when they were too young to judge it appropriately. Unfortunately, they're the ones who will suffer from it the most, as they will inevitably revisit it to "prove the naysayers wrong" and wind up wasting twice as much time as everyone else on Free Birds. (January 27, 2017)

[duranduratulsa]

Up next on my Spooktober Filmfest...C.H.U.D. (1984) on classic DVD 📀! #movie #movies #horror #CHUD #JohnHeard #RIPJohnHeard #DanielStern #christophercurry #johngoodman #KimGreist #PatriciaRichardson #jaythomas #RIPJAYTHOMAS #frankiefaison #JonPolito #jcquinn #ripjcquinn #RayBaker #sammcmurray #dvd #80s #spooktober #halloween #october

[weirdlookindog]

Lawrence Sterne Stevens - The Island of Doctor Moreau

(Famous Fantastic Mysteries - October 1946)

[sipped-lapped-swilled]

In my worst nightmares I'm being haunted by the Howard Stern mash parody with Hawknose as breast implant surgeon

[hqkalon]

𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊 | jjk men

cont. voice kink, lots of teasing, public teasing, choking kink, voyeurism kink, petnames, praise kink | pairings : nanami , toji , gojo , sukuna , and getou x reader

an : for the millionth writing, this piece is not proofread lmfao— so a future apology for any writing error (:

𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐈 it was a total accident, he’s usually a very affectionate man who loves touching everywhere on your body— whether that be his arm around your waist, or cutely holding hands. Though underneath tables and closed doors, he seems to be a different man.

a double date with each couple on side of the table? “that’s so cute, how did the two of you meet?” a voice across the table excitedly asked, “oh we met at a local bak-” you hesitated, feeling nanami’s ice-cold fingers snaked inside of your dress, “bakery.” nanami’s nonchalant tone replied innocently. hand stills caressing your bare thigh, before meeting your eyes as he leaned in. “naughty girl. stay still and keep quiet.” his lips brushing the heat of your ear as a hushed hiccup left your mouth, feeling the pads of his finger against your clothed clit. “she was a cashier who always added extra pastries in my bag.” nanami sat up and continued on without an ounce of suspicion.

𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 his voice always had a natural sternness, which you’ve subconsciously obliged to; along with his husky voice, stringing out each contestant so perfectly like a feather floating in the wind. He knew his tone made you feel a certain way, but not necessarily his voice.

“how about this one?” you turned around, displaying the white strawberry panties in your hand, watching toji examine it in approval. “yeah it’s cute.” his eyes directed elsewhere, “don’t lie if you don’t like it.” aggravation trailed through your tone, “you can leave if you aren’t gonna help.” a small gust of air hit you as toji’s hand gripped your upper, locking you in place. “how about i stuff those panties in that cute little mouth of yours hm? maybe then i’ll help.” his tone maliced with lust— your head whipped around instantly as heat bubbled within your tummy, “hah? what’s wrong with you?” your palm against your mouth, “n-nothing let’s go.” you casually tried to brush the feeling off, locking onto toji’s arm. “my voice affects you that much?” your hand slapped your ear as heat flooded your face, “cute.”

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 he’s always been a tease just throwing out random allegations with a condescending outline behind his sentence. of course he’d be utterly amused once he’s correct, teasing you non-stop— watching you hide your face in embarrassment.

“wait like this?” you softly glided the razors against gojo’s lower jaw as his hands wrapped lazily around your hips. “mhmm, you’re doing a good job angel.” he hummed with his eyes closed, your hand tilting his head backwards. “thankss.” you continued dragging the blade before gojo’s hand cupped yours. “why are you saying thank you?” he questioned chuckling “ya got a praise kink?” his ocean eyes opened, meeting yours as you quickly looked away. “w-what?” you decided to play dumb, feeling heat pour to your face. his arms tightened around your waist pulling you closer to him, “just continue shaving my face pretty girl.” his tone innocently brushing the situation off as you began your movements again this time fully aware of any praise. “good girl.” gojo teased, looking at your reaction through the mirror. “shut up toru .”

𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 such a cunning motherfucker when he finds out— similar to gojo, but much primal with it. he acts like he’s always knew that you’ve had such a kink, but wanted to wait till you announced it.

“such a brat.” sukuna scoffed watching you storm towards him, knowing how much his condescending tone sets you off. “kuna i told you about that name.” you pounced onto him, playfully raising a hand before feeling fingers wrap around your throat. “yeah you did.” his lips curled into a grin watching your movements falter as he pulled you near him, “what’s the matter brat?” his tone twisted with mischief, “move your hands.” you demanded with a hand tugging at his. “what’s the magic word princess.” his hand slightly tightened around your throat as a small mewl left your lips. “please..” you asked, adverting your eyes away from his— feeling his hand release. “atta girl.”

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 nonchalant about it, BUT once the two of you get to a secluded area he’s on your ass. touching and groping your body non-stop because he wants to see it first hand himself. definitely had to bite back his horniness (failed).

"maybe i'll just cut my hair to my shoulder then?" geto questioned in question for you as you just shook your head side to side. "no geto don't cut your hair." you sighed reaching a hand out to play with his hair. "why not?" his eyebrow raised, turning within your direction. "beauseee it's pretty like this." you stressed out the vowels, meeting his eyes as he grinned before pursing hsi lips together. "i just remembered something.." a brief moment of silence passed by before you hummed in reponses waiting for his answer, "you know… you always tug my hair." his eyes glued to yours as you sat there confused. “what?” you laughed in question, “when your layed out with legs s—” his words muffled against your palm before grabbing your wrist with his hand, kissing the inside of your hand. “w-what are you doing?!” you stuttered out before snatching your hand— trying to bite back the embarrassment. “you’re too cute”

[screampied]

i have an idea :]

ok so i always see people asking for gentle/needy/desperate choso. and i love it, but…

what about unassumingly ruthless choso? reader doesn’t know what she’s getting into? reader is cocky and gets humbled FAST? idk i just…

👉👈

❤︎ ໋𓈒 choso who puts his cute bratty gf in her place

warnings. fem! reader, attempted brat taming, doggystyle, big dick choso, unprotected.

you’ve always been one to push his buttons, mainly because he always made it so easy.

choso was as intimidating as a kitten, whenever you’d tease him he’d always keep composure or restrain himself.

briefly smiling nervously, kissing your wrist and telling you to be a good girl and wait until you each return home.

but one day, he kind of just snaps…

he takes you home from shopping nearly all day with you, and you were enthusiastically ecstatic. you wondered what he’d do this time, but your thoughts were no match for what he had initially planned. to put it brief, choso had you laid on the bed on all fours. he’s drilling ruthlessly into your pussy and you’re just…speechless. choso’s so handsy, every few seconds he’d spank your ass to hear you whine out his name—in such two slutty syllables.

“c-choso..” you’d moan, the left side of your cheek attached practically to the silk bed sheets as if it was velcro.

“shh, no talkin, princess,” he grunts, and you could hear the slight whine picking up his voice before he stops himself. “i-i have to be more stern with you it seems. can’t always be so nice, gotta humble you just a little bit, fuck.”

if it was a word to perfectly describe you right now, at this particular moment…it would for sure be…dumbfounded.

you couldn’t see yourself but you’d bet money you looked stupid.

choso’s dick was so lengthy, appetizing and hitting every spot with just the tiniest amount of pressures his thrusts had you gnawing on the inside of your cheek with your toes curling tightly.

“what’s the matter? no more attitude?” he huffs, tilting his head to move some remaining strands that were starting to occlude his vision.

“i-if you’re gonna be rough, at least go h—”

“…oh, baby, you’re jus’ asking for it by this point.” he murmurs, wiping his forehead with the back of his palm.

your eyes rolls at feeling the very tips the curve of choso’s cock kiss against your folds. so deep, his thrusts were sloppy. purely responsible for the squelched that continuously sang throughout the room.

choso grabs onto both of your waist, and you moan once he’s just dragging your hips back and forth against him, making sure you feel every thick inch of his.

“do me a favor ‘n arch your back more,” immensely, you do—your body responds to choso with such a quickness it was simply humiliating. “good girl….now,” and you barely recognize choso’s voice. usually it’s so sweet and tender, now it was rough and a bit husky, a rasp hidden underneath each sentence he spoke.

needless to say, you found this version of choso to be quite hot.

“wait,” he pauses, pausing the mood with his own cute stammer in his voice, back to normal. “not goin' to rough, am i? i want you to be comfortable and-”

“baby, ‘m fine. keep fucking me please.” you pleaded, feeling his hips stutter as he was in the middle of talking. even trying to keep up a act, he still wanted to make sure you were okay—choso simpers to himself, caressing your ass before spanking it yet another time.

“okay okay,” he hums. his hips pick up again and you’re basically being pounded into the bed. the grip he had on your hips wasn’t too rough but just the perfect amount.

choso’s breathing starts to pick up, and he enjoys the view of you more than he thought he would. his head goes back, along with his let down hair before he pivots his hips a certain way. your pussy clamped down against him and you hear his jaw clench in pleasure. “…shit.”

your legs quavered beneath him, and he then used a hand to bring both of your wrists behind your back. “j-just like that choso, please, please.”

“baby, you’re not supposed to be praising me,” he pouts, and you giggle before moaning again — a sudden moment occurs where you thickly swallow, only to continue your sweet whimpers. “this was s-supposed to be a punishment.”

“so punish me then.” you mewled, your cunt easily hugs him like a vice, the noise it makes, a wet pop and you’re just soaked. choso’s ears grows hot from the feeling and he knows you can feel it too.

he sighs, shoving you further into the bed. “you’re something else.” and his voice grows low and pitched again—yet choso does the unexpected. he leans right into you, and you instantaneously feel the heel of his foot press against the very back of your head.

he wore socks, the soft padded wool brushes against your neck, and he’s roughly driving into your pussy now to where you can’t even saying anything.

all that came out of your dumb mouth was a squeal, this angle…

“let me have you,” he grunts, balls deep, his base was thick and repeatedly thwacked against your entrance. you were dizzy…drunk, but not that kind of drunk. the good kind where all you could think about was how good you were getting stuffed by your boyfriend’s hefty cock. “yeah, just lie down and let me—fuck.”

you’re panting, and it felt so good.

choso was always used to being gentle and tender with you, although if you wanted him to be a little rougher, he was more than happy to oblige.

“i-i’m gonna cum, choso… gonna make me cum.”

“don’t think you deserve it, he utters, and your lips part, jaw dropping, plethora of sweetened moans only escaping as a subtle response. “you’ve been teasing me all day. even started to stroke me in the dressing room.”

“s-sorry.” you moaned.

choso remains with his foot near the back of your head before pursing his eyebrows together. “you’re not sorry are you, baby? be honest.”

“n—no,” you whined, the thickness of his shaft twitching inside of you felt so heavenly. you could have sworn you felt a vein that ran down his length pulse inside of your tight cunt. “you’re right, you’re right, ‘m not s-sorry.”

he chuckles. “you could have just lied, you know?”

choso’s angle and thrusts against you were so pivotal inside you, so astonishingly deep that not even moments later you end up cumming hard. leaving a ring around his base. your breathing was irregular and heavy, eyes half-lidded and just convulsing underneath him.

“messy girl,” he whispers, pulling out, not even caring that he didn’t finish, all that matters was that you did. choso turns you over before planting a kiss on your lips—you pull him in for another, and another, before you make him trample onto you. “did you learn your lesson?”

“no,” you moaned, sitting up before lightly shoving him down on his back, straddling his lap now. “i want more.”

choso smirks, sliding a hand down your waist, fully disregarding his flustered face at seeing you attempt to take control. “of course you do, brat.”