#a walk in Charlotte

[th3-0bjectivist]

(Street) Art in Charlotte 08JUL23

I was sauntering through Charlotte this last weekend.

I was with my new lady friend and headed to The Mint Museum.

When all the sudden a very colorful alleyway appeared.

With some of the most rich and vibrant street art I’ve seen.

I mean, look at this... the quality was unbelievable. 

Had to catch some of it on camera.

This was the most artful alleyway I’ve seen in my life to this point.

What an ideal way to beautify your city.

Between a garage and high rises around 100 E. Fourth Street.

Finally, near the museum.

My lady and I had drinks after... glad I moved here!

[fioras-resolve]

i like how rpg maker is mostly known for producing games that aren't rpg's

[smuttyworks]

SmuttyWorks Masterlist <3

Full masterlist! 

WARNING: Most if not all my stories include dark content so please don’t read if you’re not comfortable with it.

* - Smut

Brandon Carver

*Captured (Part one)

*Captured (Part two)

Captured (Part three)

Before the world ended

*Do you feel the same? (Part one)

*Do you feel the same? (Part two)

Mattheo Riddle

*The Game

*You’re Mine

*Why does wrong feel so good

*Beg for forgiveness 

*Control

Bellamy Blake

*Fear of you disappearing from my grip

Rafe Cameron

Lets go home (Part one)

There is no more home (Part two)

[aquitainequeen]

[adamnagaitisnews]

Flashback: Adam Nagaitis as an art model for Vanessa Garwood's 'King Robin' painting, 2015

(+ 'The Gun Portrait' of the Brontë family)

I love the fact that Adam posed for a painting! Even if the character is not the kindest one. (When was it an obstacle for him, right? 🙂)

Vanessa Garwood describing her work on Instagram (https://instagram.com/vanessagarwood?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==)

Work in progress, the closeup:

Adam posing:

BONUS:

Gudgett-haired Adam with the finished work:

BONUS #2 (To fit it all in one post):

'The Gun Portrait' of the Brontë family, recreated by Timna Woollard for 'To Walk Invisible', with the actors as art models.

Resides at the Brontë Parsonage Museum.

(Timna Woollard's Instagram: https://instagram.com/timnawoollard?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==)

The photo:

[razorblade180]

A Book of Love

[Steam Bird]

Aether:Hey Charlotte! You wanted to see me? Is there an article you want to run by me before publishing?

Charlotte:No it’s not an “Eligible Adventurers” incident. I uhh…wanted to give you something and have a quick escape of I got too embarrassed.

Aether:…*stands in front of the door*

Charlotte: Gasp! My escape route!

Aether:Your honesty is both wonderful and your enemy. Anyways, what gift could be so embarrassing.

The reporter pulled out a very hefty scrap book with Aether’s emblem on the front. His mind couldn’t help but wander off to the last time Charlotte gave him surprise polaroids. His face went red.

Aether:Ummm I gotta ask. Is that book safe to open in public?

Charlotte:This gift is nothing like that last gift. Well…in spirit I guess it is, but far more safe! Have a look!

Despite not being inspired with confidence, Aether took the book and opened the first page. The words “Tales of Fontaine” were in bold blue letters above a collage of photos of himself. There was him before court. Another fishing with Freminet; there was even a tea party photo with Navia.

Aether turned the page to find many more moments like him and Paimon at a magic show and the time he swam with otters. Charlotte had even collected more dynamic photos of him in the midst of battle among friends and the more exciting part of the court cases.

Charlotte:Feels like yesterday when that happened. Now you’re off to Natlan soon, right? *smiles* Aether, I’m truly grateful for being apart of your amazing adventure. It’s one thing to be told about it, and another to live it. It wasn’t always grand for you; there’s a thousand pictures I never took that showed the rough times few ever get hear about from an adventurer.

Aether:Hehe, it comes with the job…

Charlotte:I know. I also know that Natlan will be no different, which is why I made the book. Whenever you’re down, I wanted you to have a way to remember the fun side of adventuring; the memories you made in this land of justice.

Aether:Charlotte, this is…beyond incredible. There’s so much here. Why the heck would you be embarrassed by this!? It’s awesome.

Charlotte:*red*Because of the red tab…

Aether:Red tab?

He looked at the side of the pages and found it. The tab skipped more than half the pages and led him to “Tales of Us.” First thing of note was a photo of the first time they met in Mondstadt with the caption, “New Friends wherever you go.” The next photo was them on their first date here. Specifically, it was the photo of him blushing while attempting to drink his coffee and avoid eye contact. “I think he likes me” was written underneath.

Aether couldn’t help but laugh sheepishly. His eyes went towards the photo of her on their second date when he had playfully given her a rainbow rose. He remember snapping this bashful photo of her a couple minutes after doing it. The caption read, “I know I like him.” First dance, dinner dates, strolls, fishing, so many little miscellaneous moments of them together perfectly captured on several pages. Aether kept flipping through as Charlotte looked at the floor to keep her cool.

Charlotte:I remember telling you and Paimon that if the world were to end tomorrow, I’d still do my job. I maintain that thought. However, if I were lucky enough to know you were close by, I’d make sure everything I had to do was finished then race your way for the final moments without fail. Aether, I really, truly…*looks up* huh? Hey! You’re crying!!!

Damn straight he was! If he were Neuvillette, it would be pouring! The boy had two streams running down his face.

Aether:Of course I’m crying! This gift is so fucking sweet! This might be the nicest thing I’ve ever gotten! I’m not used to farewells like this. I always try to smile and say “see you later!” *sniffles*

Charlotte:…Pfft hehe. Is that right?

Smiling fondly, Charlotte stepped closer and gently wiped the tears away. To think her gift would move him so. Aether was always full of surprises, but that’s what she loved about him. Slowly, she leaned in, kissing him and holding in a giggle when she felt him kiss back just as quickly. She wasn’t great at long confessions anyways and frankly, neither of them needed it. Their lips parted but they remained in each other’s arms while pressing their foreheads against one another and continuing to smile.

Charlotte:See you later, Aether.

Aether:Until next time, Charlotte.

[attemptedvictorian]

Henry Tilney: “We’re in England! No one locks up people and behaves like that here!”

Edward Fairfax Rochester, freak extraordinaire: *throws the keys to the third floor out the window*

[nobeerreviews]

We walk in our sleep and teach our muscles to work without thinking and I dare you to walk where you have not yet walked and I dare you to notice. Don’t try to get anything out of it, because you won’t. Don’t try to make use of it, because you can’t. And that’s the point. Just walk, see, sit down if you like. And be.

-- Charlotte Eriksson

(Bistrița, Romania)

[vasiliquemort]

Towards benign and all-adoring, towards the mistfulness of that gentle star - is my soft thankfulness, the world within my sombers and my loves, and head itself is nest of gasping in front of your benign and bright!

My gentle thank you's of all oncoming, my words of love towards that all benign and tender and dovelike, that authorship and that delights of ever-lulled, of ever-toned onward<з

[shortstorytournament]

SHORT STORY TOURNAMENT - FINALS

THE CASK OF AMONTILLADO by Edgar Allen Poe (1846) (link) - tw: death

“I drink,” he said, “to the buried that repose around us.”

THE ONES WHO WALK AWAY FROM OMELAS by Ursula K Le Guin (1973) (link) - tw: child abuse

Do you believe? Do you accept the festival, the city, the joy? No? Then let me describe one more thing. In the basement under one of the beautiful public buildings of Omelas, there is a room. It has one locked door, and no window. ... In the room a child is sitting.

THE YELLOW WALLPAPER by Charlotte Perkins Gilman (1887) (link) - tw: depression, insanity

John is so pleased to see me improve! He laughed a little the other day, and said I seem to be flourishing in spite of my wall-paper. I turned it off with a laugh. I had no intentions of telling him it was because of the wall-paper — he would make fun of me. He might even want to take me away.

[lupins-hehim-pussy]

Neuvillette's body language in my mind ranges from curious feline, to Long Cryptid that lingers just outside the door when you're falling asleep

[danburys]

[anastacialy]

alright as much as everyone (including me) has been nitpicking and critiquing season three of bridgerton i have to hand them one thing and that's no other season has made me this insane

[th3-0bjectivist]

A Walk at Dusk thru Charlotte (Q1 2024)

I was wandering through Charlotte, NC this last quarter…

And wanted to display how pretty my local city looks at dusk.

Also, the lens flares in Charlotte at night are unreal.

Here’s the city right at sundown. The BOA tower, slightly off center.

It starts to get dark, so I point my camera up, here comes the flare!

Doesn’t matter where I walk along Tryon Street…

Charlotte lens flare, EVERYWHERE!!!

Garsh, this city is purty from down below.

This is just a parking lot... look how beautiful...

Muh city, so pretty… the flares were so big they licked the camera!

[parasolemn]

back when hot entropolic summer was first announced I knew right away I wanted to do something w how the pale was shown in the martinaise postcard, the lund girls, and some moments that stuck out to me in my mind after I finished the book. so I knocked this out in about two weeks during breaks at school and stuff. then I decided, you know what, I'm gonna scan this, paint it digitally but I'll reread the novel before I do that.

and then it never happened... Frowns. it's ok. I'm posting this now too but I had something else I'd been cracking away at so I'll probably post that tomorrow too

honestly i'm a little embarrassed by it now LOL but I put a lot of effort into the inking so. w/e. i'll post it anyway

[hybridanafrost]

The captains overhear Jack on the com with Lorena in the next room before the meeting.

Jack: Yes, I'll be home as soon as the meeting is over. Of course, I'm bringing marshmallows for the campfire. What do you take me for?

Yami: Is Jack on a call?

Charlotte: It appears so.

Nozel: Must he be so loud? How uncouth.

Jack: Don't worry, I'll bring a second bag for us to share while the girls can have the other. Yes. Okay. Love you too, Shnookums.

Charlotte: (looking surprised and disgusted)

Yami: (takes cig out of his mouth to lock eyes with Charlotte and mouthing) "Shnookums"?

Charlotte: (blushes) I don't know, he's a stupid man!

Nozel: How unprofessional. 😑💢

Yami: You're just jealous. You don't have a "shnookums", bird boy.