#Linda Arias

[harrisonarchive]

Photo from Cashbox.

“Linda and her sister Olivia Arias, who later became Mrs. George Harrison, were friends of ours and they turned our record on to George. George loved the record and he came to a place called the Topanga Corral to hear us perform. He said he loved our songs and loved our energy and he pretty much signed us on the spot.” - Michael Manning, Music and Art Interviews, March 12, 2013 “[Jiva are] just two guitars, bass, and drums. Three of them — the two guitarists and the bass player — all write their own tunes. They sing separately and together, but they’re very up. They’re like a little R&B/rock band. Very nice, very positive. That’s the great thing about them, is they’re positive. You know, I mean, at this time in world history when there’s so much sort of negative and confusion, they’re really… they know where *they’re* going. And full of love and up, positive, loving awareness. And they’re pretty funky too. You know, they’re young, and it’s like, I think this will be the first album they’re making with a guy, a producer called Stuart Levin who has just done the Minnie Ripperton second album, and he’s the producer of The Crusaders. That’s quite interesting. In fact they just start tonight to record.” - George Harrison, radio interview, 1975 (x)

[smokelingers]

BEATLE GIRLS!!! (made by me)

[thatonebirdwrites]

We're close to the end of this story. Chapters 11 and 12 will wrap it up, and I added 13 as an epilogue for fluff.

This part of the story requires a lot more editing since Integration is something that I struggle with myself. So it's the exploring different ways to learn to either coexist with alters or integrate. But this also means I can more easily triggered while editing. So it takes me longer, plus my health has been atrocious of late. This flareup has been awful.

Anyway, may you enjoy this update and let me know your thoughts!

EXCERPT:

The location of the private laboratory sits two floors below her penthouse. Installed as a back-up to the private labs at L-Corp, most of its existence serves to research what exactly Lex did to her. It contains a full suite for blood and genetic testing, electron microscopes, scanning machines, and various chemistry and physics equipment. Due to this, the lab covers the entire floor, most of the doorways and interior walls dismantled to give more space for the machinery.

It has been a month since Lena last stepped into this lab. Partly due to time, partly due to Lex’s death, and partly because she sits trapped in her mind. Lost in a maze of memories.

So the person who enters the lab is not Lena. Nor is it Kieran, Rory, or Angry.

The Other, programmed for one purpose years ago, steers Lena’s body through the doors and into the cavernous interior. The Other moves cautiously, as if still unfamiliar with the act of walking. The single-minded purpose surges with flares of green that washes through the ventricles of Lena’s mind, distracting the others.

What The Other does not know is that the door to the lab holds a movement sensor. The Other's failure to input an encryption key triggers the download of the sensor’s data into the automated email program. This sends a heavily encrypted message to Lena Luthor and a back-up message to Sam Arias in case Lena is incapacitated for any reason.

The release of the automated emails triggers a second tripwire, which turns on cameras, set to the local network to document the transgressor’s progress. As the progress is monitored, another tripwire activates. Without Lena’s encryption key, the larger lab instruments and analyzing units become inert, while the database unfurls another layer of encryption. All this happens in less than six seconds.

The Other seeks the chemistry equipment, and data on all prior Kryptonite projects, both of which lurk in the lockdown status. The last remaining isotope still sits in the test apparatus next to the blood analyzer, the pile only twelve grams in total. Under lockdown, passwords aren’t sufficient.

But Lena’s fingerprint is. One press of a thumb, and the blood analyzer starts up with a hum. Two pinpricks later, the necessary vials are filled with a sample of Lena’s blood.

[mclennonlgbt]

Puzzling Beatles

From George's songs we often can't say if he's singing about God or Pattie/Olivia.

From John's songs we often can't say if he's singing about Yoko or Paul.

From Paul's songs we often can't say if he's singing about Linda or John.

And from Ringo's song we often can't say if it's 🥁 or 🥁

(with @genderlessginger )

[opera-ghosts]

This 150 years old poster show us a performance in Vienna with the great Diva Adelina Patti (1843-1919) in Donizetti‘s Opera „Linda di Chamounix“. In the cast you can also find the Tenor Ernesto Nicolini. He was later one of her husbands. The conductor was the Composer Luigi Arditi .

[that-soccer-guru]

Parce, no era sino que regresara Abadía al banco para empezar perdiendo el partido

Mi madre me mando un audio que solo decia "Abadia deberia quedarse en la tribuna mas bien," y... tiene toda la razon.

[casualoptimist]

Book Covers of Note, February 2024

[iamthenoagoogoogijoob]

Beatles Girls!!

(From left to right:

Barbara Bach, Yoko Ono, Linda Eastman, Olivia Arias, Maureen Cox, Cynthia Powell, Jane Asher, Pattie Boyd.)

[sylkithecat]

SYLVIE LAUFEYDOTTIR; a phoenix only needs her fire to burn.

Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless | Taylor Swift; Would've, Could've, Should've | Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls | Aria Aber, Ideology | Sally Wen Mao, Mad Honey Symposium | Lidia Yuknavitch, The Chronology of Water | Taylor Swift, Nothing New | Joan Macleod, The Shape of a Girl / Jewel | Linda M. Crate, A brighter phoenix | Odysseus Elytis; Maria Nephele: A Poem in Two Voices, | Clementine von Radics, Vigil

Sophia Di Martino & Cailey Fleming as Sylvie (Loki 2021-2023)

@giftober 2023 + @mcuchallenge| Day 21/31: Spring & LOKI APPRECIATION WEEK 2023 | for @dailyloki + @mcuchallenge

Day 4: Favorite character (or Variant)

[chadillacboseman]

Favorite Female Characters Poll

Tagged by @neonshrike RULES: make a poll of your favourite female characters (no limits - as many or as little as you want) and see which your followers like the most!

Tagging: @roofgeese @bihanspookies @meatgrinderminefield @elligatorrex

[thatonebirdwrites]

Figuring out how to weave everything into this, have it be coherent, and flow well was difficult.

I also was reluctant to edit for a bit due to how painful it is to look at the core memories that cause fracturing. I can't say whether I was experimented on like Lena (though the conversion therapy I endured could be deemed an experiment I suppose. I recall little of it thanks to my alters), but other fucked up things in my childlhood appear as allegories in this tale.

But at the same time, writing this story has been very cathartic.

EXCERPT (from a random point in this chapter):

“Kara?” Lena’s voice breaks through the memory. “You’ve been standing there awhile. You okay?”

Linda has never fronted for Kara, and it feels strange to have a body again. Energy ripples through her limbs, and an odd smell lingers in her nostrils. Fog simmers like stew in her mind, unlike the more usual open nature of Kara's psyche. It disorients her.

She looks down at the book in her hand, and its title — Mythologies of the World. A title her Alex would never have let her read. He considered such things a folly, softening and ruining the mind. She flips through its pages, and many drawings decorate the chapters, each one a unique style. Art confuses her, and she’s not sure of what the imagery means. Alex taught her that everything holds meaning if one looks deep enough.

She tucks the book back and turns to Lena, who watches her carefully, her posture oddly tense.

“Lena.” She tilts her head to examine the other woman. Why is she tense? Linda struggles to recall what Kara-Z and D has said to Lena, but she’d been trying to meditate. To not leak, and yet she has leaked. Leaked enough to take control. It is disorienting. “I saw you many months ago. You were very sad.” Her accent pulses through her words, despite trying to sound more like the two Karas. English words do not sit well on her tongue, and she is not used to this body. It feels heavier than she recalled her own feeling.

Lena’s eyes widen. “Wait, what? Who are you then?”

Linda holds up her hands. “Please, I mean no harm. I visit you on a day when Kara was out of town. I was in disguise. I did not want to upset you, so I played her role. I only wished to ease your sadness.”

She narrows her eyes. “Are you talking about that surprise visit when you were supposed to be in Africa?”

“I do not know where Kara was supposed to be.” Linda drops her hands to her side. “My Alex took me to America, so I could understand their corruption.”

“Your Alex?” Lena repeats. “As in Alex Danvers…?”

Linda shakes her head. “No. That is not my Alex.” She’s not sure where Kara-Z or Kara-D are in their mind. Her memories sizzle with violet lightning, and her emotions a simmering cauldron of confusion. Z and D feel far away, like they've been cast into a dimensional fog; it is unlike all other times since her fusion. She does not know what this means. “No, my Alex is — was your brother.”

Lena breathes in sharply. Her shoulders tremble, and a hint of caution and fear trickle into her tone, despite the neutral expression on her face. “What — what do you mean?”

Linda stays by the bookcase, even though she wants to comfort her somehow. “I am sorry. Kara-Z often says I must be less abrupt.” She rubs her eyebrow as a headache pulses in tune with her confusion. “I call myself Linda. I am Red Daughter. I was Kaznia’s hope. Alex trained me.” She slides her finger down the spine of the mythology book. “He would not approve of this book.” She taps it. “But I want to read it. May I read it?”

“Of course.” Lena carefully tucks a bookmark into her book and stands. She lays it on the table and walks to Linda’s side. “You’re welcome to read whatever you desire, Linda.” A sad smile graces her lips. “And I understand what it’s like to be trained by Lex. He’s…” Lena struggles for a long moment as if fighting herself. “… he’s always been dangerous. I’m sorry you dealt with him.”

Linda picks the book off the shelf and holds it against her chest. “He called you a traitor.”

Lena lets out what sounds like a mixture between sob and laugh. “I fraternized with Kara Danvers, which apparently Lex knew was Supergirl.”

[scrunkly-week]

the character graveyard — a creator's lament

a wall of snow keeps you hidden, it's true.

my hands tainted. I buried you all myself.

some of you live, just barely, breathing through a straw in your graves. an illusion of existence.

some of you never had the chance. your lives extinguished before you could fully form.

massacre.

your god has not forsaken you, I plead.

though I am god and she is merciless. by circumstance, not design.

I come to acknowledge you. you forgotten ones, the ones I hid, the ones who died by my hand and the ones who fizzled from existence before I could reach them. I gather you here today. to recognise you. mourn you. immortalise you.

I raise my chalice to each of you.

here's to the faceless ones. the ones I never named. the ones who had nothing but a name. a vibe. a role. a disembodied something. you hadn't enough love or care. I'm sorry.

here's to the fleeting ones. ones who existed in passing. to assist another's narrative. to enhance the world.

lindsay, erin bray, lynn clerke, jarrod holman. alli, nicole, cam, daniel, alisha. javin daxar, ellin daxar, dalen daxar, damon daxar, kara quillan, zaiden. daron ferris, charlie reid. lennard rose, elisabeth rose, elli. deyan thomson. lucia. sophie, caleb. jeremiah, chris, lukas, troy jackson, zach, linda, mr. woods. kere lockhart. aric jeweller. andrea, stefano. reece, john, demetrius rodriquez, seth reeves. aria, aaron, william, matthew, gaeldon, jonah. julia. sigrae, cassirean, king pyrest of emberia, hakan. dayell, carr kepnar. conrad, mr. stevens, steph, lilian maxwell, evie, vida, erica, david, olivia, andrew, dexter badd, marianne, charles wickham, katherine wickham, james wickham, raiden, calvin, darlene. therese matton, henri matton, geneve matton, madeline matton, mathieu matton, talon debois, lloyd hawthorne. morgan hawksley, aaron hawksley, marcus walters, cassidy donaldson. evan callaghan, mildred callaghan. arthur drover, sybilla drover, harriet drover, vera dustinborough, victoria darkwood, bethly violet, eliphalet lushington, emma. erysibe, kirkos. guiletta lanese, donato lanese, ottavio lanese, benedetto lanese, pietro lanese, vincenzo lanese, matteo lanese, annetta fornari, stefano fornari, adriana fornari, carlo fornari, francesco fornari, augusto fornari, adele sozzi, bettina aliotti, ciro, salvatore sallucci. edmond wickerman, rosalind wickerman, elias starling, hubert cornell.

here's to the strange ones. the 'I made you just because' ones.

scalene, nikia goodrich, ami ruff, riesa gentry and co., zachary bliss, janae lombardi, dawn watts, jay spear, lea cantrell, danny light. cardinal, scar. harmony/chaos. leighton, josh. nick joyce, rosalinda joyce, jasper joyce. emilee, ashli, nadine kathy hemingway.

here's to the old ones. the ones I left behind as I myself grew older.

timothy, kimberly, ash, connor. zoe. gabey mal'lie. raina hardin. zariah mika rose. karli hayes, shaun roberts. bella davis. milaa lockhart. mabel. queen heresa. tāne miller. victor.

here's to the ones who never reached anything past the development stage.

iris. olive. phoenix mars, rose earthen, gem airborne, luna moonbeam, leon king, mattias grey, venus greenwood, scarlet rust, sage bluest, amalthea browner, rialta silverton, jupiter violet. princess seraphine of emberia. the assassin, prophet, serenity. valentino, theokles, fabiola fornari, blair aiden hawksley, james robert callaghan, ruby starling.

here's to the ones I invested my time in, who I write one or two prose pieces and umpteen handfuls of rambles for, only to leave you by the wayside to crumble to dust.

vivian edwards, lucille matton, luciana lanese, alaric joseph drover, alexander wickerman, jinx the kea, hamid, sahar.

here's to my future creations, who may inevitably fall under one of these categories.

the wall of snow may keep you hidden. but I promise, you'll never be forgotten.

Submitted by: our lovely friend, Bee

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☆ this is hauntingly sweet and I utterly love it !! What a good way to pay your respects to all of these characters <3 I raise my chalice alongside you, to toast to their lives

[victormcdicktor]

DONT SCROLL! HELP A FAMILY FROM GHAZZAH!

Linda is an assistant lawyer from Ghazzah, and since last October she and her family have been fighting to survive.

She was displaced from her home on October 7th last year, and in the process was separated from her husband. She now lives in a tent, as both her family's and she and her husband's houses have been destroyed. Linda also lost her beloved older brother to the bombings, which has been extremely difficult for her and her family.

They have very little access to basic resources like food and water, and are constantly surrounded by squalor and disease. As the prices for goods in Ghazzah are rapidly rising, neither Linda nor her husband have any income to support themselves.

In order for Linda, her husband, and her family to evacuate, they need to raise €30,000. So far, they've only raised €407 with their last donation being 15 hours ago.

Please help them in any way that you can. Donate if you're able and share their campaign. Every contribution helps.

VETTED HERE(85)

(cw; campaign description contains a photo of Linda's brother after he passed. It is not bloody or gory)

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[opera-ghosts]

OTD in Music History: Great “bel canto” Italian opera composer Gaetano Donizetti (1797 – 1848) dies of tertiary syphilis in an asylum in Bergamo. A prolific “transitional” composer whose numerous operas – written in both Italian and French – are illustrative of the substantial musical evolution that took place in opera between Gioachino Rossini (1792 – 1868) and Guiseppe Verdi (1813 – 1901), several of Donizetti’s later works still continue to hold the stage, including “L’elisir d’amore” (1832), “Lucia di Lammermoor” (1835), and “Don Pasquale” (1843). Donizetti actually scored his first success with “Enrico di Borgogna” (1818), and during the next 12 years he cranked out more than 30 operas – although most of them were merely local hits in Italy and have long been forgotten. In 1830, "Anna Bolena” made his name across Europe, and two years later he scored a truly lasting success with “L’elisir d’amore.” Like Rossini and Vincenzo Bellini (1801 - 1835) before him, Donizetti eventually left Italy for Paris, where he began to successfully exploit the “French grand opera” model (which was essentially the 19th Century's versio of a Las Vegas show). By the early 1840s, however, Donizetti was well in the grip of the advanced syphilitic infection that would eventually kill him. He produced his last important opera, “Dom Sébastien” (1843), under the strain of near-constant headaches and occasional lapses of mental capacity; his final years were a sad story of mental and physical degeneration as he was confined to a series of asylums. Extremely popular during his own lifetime, after his premature death, Donizetti’s operas were almost entirely eclipsed by the later masterpieces of Verdi and Giacomo Puccini (1858 - 1924); it was only in the latter half of the 20th Century that the “bel canto” revival brought about the renewed interest in his work that continues to this day. PICTURED: A short undated (but c. 1840s) note regarding musical matters addressed by Donizetti to a “Monsieur Duclos,” who was affiliated with the famous Parisian “Theater-Italien” (the primary opera house that produced Italian opera within the city at that time).

[lgbtqreads]

Any music related books? Like band, musical or anything. Preferably with bi mc please

Sure, there's this whole section in Romance on the site posted below, and I'd also really highly recommend It Goes Like This by Miel Moreland (which does have a bi MC among the cast) and mention the new K-PoP thriller Gorgeous Gruesome Faces by Linda Cheng. There are also three country music YAs to have on your radar: A Little Bit Country by Brian D. Kennedy, The Last Love Song by Kalie Holford, and Every Time You Hear That Song by Jenna Voris (bi protag) - the latter two come out in April. Oh, and I also recommend Phil Stamper's As Far As You'll Take Me, which stars an oboe player.

As for these, more probably have bi protags than what I marked with Bs, but at least those certainly do.

Rock Star/Pop Star/Musician

F/F

Losing Control by J.J. Arias (Amz)

Making a Comeback by Julie Blair

Duet by Harper Bliss

Listen by Kris Bryant (Amz)

The Love Song of Sawyer Bell by Avon Gale - B (Amz)

Fearless by Shira Glassman

A&B by JC Lillis - B (Amz)

Burning Tracks by Lilah Suzanne

M/M

Full Exposure by Amy Jo Cousins

If This Gets Out by Cale Dietrich and Sophie Gonzales - B

True Brit by Con Riley

Idol Minds by KT Salvo (Amz)

Broken Records by Lilah Suzanne

Syncopation by Anna Zabo (P/Aro)

Counterpoint by Anna Zabo

M/F

I’ll Be the One by Lyla Lee (YA) - B

One Kiss with a Rock Star by Amber Lin and Shari Slade (B)

Reverb by Anna Zabo – Tm/Pf

F/NB

The Brightsiders by Jen Wilde (YA)(B)(P/GQ)

M/NB

Maxx Neon by Lina Langley

[winlik300]

Aria light

Mi linda deidad , una diosa menor