#black dresses cover

[sgt-purp1e-the-donutjedin]

Ninety Seven (Devi McCallion/EAT BABIES? Cover)

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Bass played by Me. Vocals by Me. Drums sampled from Funny Bunny by the pillows. Production & Editing by Me & Grantness.

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Video Material:

Me

Lethal Company

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Lyrics:

Fire up the dream machine

I'm gonna sleep forever

Take that, mom and dad

I'm a super real big rebel now

I'm gonna save the empire

From all those yellow devils

I'll be like Carlisle

A handsome doctor, and not a red eyed evil people eater

I'll get a yellow jacket

With a white fur trim

I can be an independent orphan lone wolf

Who never talks about his mother

I can play

Johnny Depp

In any Tim Burton remake

Of an old school classic film, uh huh.

[jacqueillustrates]

"Lightning cracks, so white it's almost blue, and I throw up my hand to shield my eyes as it strikes the iron chest as though drawn to it. Sparks shower the arena..." Chapter 42, Iron Flame

[grubbin22]

elesa in outfits i saw in nyc

[drawing--dead]

look inspired by trixie mattel and various intense goth makeup looks i've seen over the years... Oh and here's a normal rose too

[softichill]

Okay I think I've finally gotten down how I wanna draw their outfit

[rowrowronnie]

i dont even know where this is from but something compelled me to draw this

[gummybearstastelikesadness]

Vlads secretary recently quit in the middle of Vladco having a minor business expansion into Gotham and now he needs to hire a new one.

The bats are currently investigating one Vladimir Masters after he started to bring his business into Gotham. They’re very interested in the suspicious nature he acquired his wealth. Maybe it’s time to forge some resumes and bust out some old identities, Tim still has that blonde wig after all.

[toyastales]

At the beach

[arthmis-moved]

SOME redesigns of assassin's creed women in more historical clothing :> left to right: claudia + sofia from ac 2 and revelations respectively, lucrezia borgia in brotherhood sans 2010s makeup and hair (and cleavage -_-), elise de la serre from unity (the court dress and some other outfit concepts) and caroline from black flag :)

[galleryofart]

Nameless and Friendless. “The Rich Man’s Wealth is his Strong City, Etc.” - Proverbs, x, 15

Artist: Emily Mary Osborn (English, 1828–1925)

Date: 1857

Medium: Oil paint on canvas

Collection: Tate Britain, London, United Kingdom

Description

Nameless and Friendless focuses on the predicament of the single woman in the modern metropolis by offering a female version of the traditional ‘Choice of Hercules’ theme. The picture shows an orphaned female artist (as suggested by her black dress), accompanied by a boy, presumably her brother, diffidently offering one of her paintings to a dealer whose disdainful expression suggests rejection. An assistant looks down cursorily at her canvas from his position on a ladder, while the woman is eyed up from behind by two rakish men otherwise engaged in examining a hand-coloured print of a ballerina – the bare legs of whom suggest other choices facing the impoverished and desperate young woman. Isolated in the centre of the composition between leering and contemptuous glances, the woman’s vulnerability is accentuated by her downward gaze and fingers nervously pulling a hoop of string. The mud-splattered crepe of her skirt, her dripping umbrella and protective cape hint at the distance she has travelled and the conditions she has endured to brave the encounter.

[the-costume-closet]

Costume Design #290

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Brother saw my outfit for today and said Is That Sebastian Shaw chat should i kill myself now or wait until im with family

[loonytwohand-okajima79]

All the official Sunday GX Magazine covers thus far.

[lollytea]

I found some pictures of me from 2019 and I'm experiencing such indescribable emotions

[arsenicflame]

oh also i Really hope that izzy in drag next week brings a new wave of transfem izzy content i love her so much

[arathejedi394]

in honor of my fatphobic anon i'm starting fat bear week in February pls enjoy this snippet from my plotless steve and bucky go to bdsm summer camp fic - Not Safe For Reading Around Your Grandma. also Fury always has a pocketful of colorful butterfly barrettes as a general rule.

The Avengers all talk over each other during the meal, spill food, more than one bottom gets thrown over the table or someone’s knee for a swat or two. As they disperse, the Subs on KP start putting away lunch under Sam’s directions. 

“Cleanup on aisle eleven, nesty slick spill!” Scott calls as the chairs around Bucky and Steve are pulled back and the glistening grass beneath them is discovered.

Steve’s combing his hair with a fork while everybody else laughs. Bucky takes the fork away and puts it down, then stands up with him in a cradle. Bucky carries him back to the inflatable couch and its seating area and puts him down in his kiddie pool puddle of pussy juice, where he giggles and splashes it.

“Hey, don’t waste that,” Bucky scolds. “Now, stay.” 

Steve instead squeals as he tries to climb out, so Bucky swats gently him on the head. 

“Stay! Nobody’s gonna be here to watch you!”

“I’ll babysit,” Fury offers, taking a seat with a cigar and a whiskey. “C’mon over to Gramps, kiddo.”

Steve squeals again, then clambers out of the pool and crawls over to Fury, trilling. He curls up by his knee to receive pets to his long, pink-highlighted tresses and fluffy curtain bangs, now dry from the hot tub, petting his pretty, pudgy belly. Bucky thanks Fury and turns back to their RV, ducking inside and heading for the second bedroom he and Steve are in. He squeezes between the bed and the wall, lamenting the lack of consideration for fat people in making this thing, and opens an upper cabinet. He takes down a battery-operated, waterproof massage wand, Barbie pink per Steve’s purchasing, then squeezes back out. He exits the RV and finds a couple of new faces in the waterproof chairs around the kiddie pool as well as Bill back on the pink sofa. Fury has braided some of Steve’s hair into thin strands and fastened each at the top and end with the little butterfly clips he always carries around in his pockets; he’s finishing one as Bucky walks up.

“Howdy, friend,” Bill says.

“Hi, I’m Daisy,” one of new people introduces, a girl in a 2000s-era scene punk schoolgirl uniform. “This is Grant, my boyfriend.”

Grant salutes some, the logo for the 75th Army regiment showing under the edge of his t-shirt sleeve. Bucky salutes back then hooks his thumb in his Sheriff badge belt buckle beneath his very generous beer gut.

“You’re lookin’ at what bein’ outta the Rangers for ten years and havin’ a sweet tooth does t’a ya,” he says. “That and a lotta pussy, pussy with a luxury vintage.”

“For eight years, all-access!” Steve confirms cheerfully.