#mary fields

[erenfox]

can we talk about how chaotic these two panels are??? there's naomi being a mama bear to lily, william displaying where ben gets his protective nature from, james and mary looking like they deal with this shit daily, daniel screaming when even lily isn't, and mariana just staring dead into the phantom's soul like fuck this im bored

really tells you where the children get their personalities from lmfao 😭🙏

[annalaynee]

FIELD FAMILY THEORY 🔥🔥🔥 so spoilers and stuff 😋

ALSO THIS IS JUST A RANDOM THOUGHT I HAD IN MY HEAD AND ITS PROBABLY NOT TRUE AT ALL SO TAKE IT WITH A GRAIN OF SALT🔥🔥🔥

I think that Logan and his grandparents changed their name. Because Logan, James, and Mary are all very common names and the last name Fields is also very common (also ik the whole gang has common names i just like to think into things too much.) Also since they were in a greek syndicate and Logan's grandparents seem to know atleast a little greek they would probably be greek themselves and the surname Fields doesn't originate from greece (as far as i know)

Also I just think it would be common sense to change your name after leaving a criminal organization because if the government takes it down even if you're not apart of it you're going down with it too.

Again, this is just a silly thought so I doubt its true so dont come at me for being unreasonable or something 😞

[iamumbra195]

!!!SBG CHAPTER 79 SPOILERS!!

This chapter is literally almost word for word how I Imagined the kidnapping of the parents all happened and I’m so proud of that fact lol

Mike swearing to kill those people when he was being knocked out and Emma taking the brunt of the attack to protect the other— Ashlyn really is her parents’ daughter XD

The Mike/Emma content was peak

AND LILY, BABYGIRL, BITING THOSE PPL TO PROTECT HER COUSIN, SOMEONE GIVE THIS BRAVE GIRL A MEDAL 😭

AND I KNEW THE GRANDPARENTS WERE SUS. WHAT SO FAMILIAR ABOUT THIS JAMES, HUH?

I also love the fact that Mike just doesn’t vibe with the grandparents lol. He just knows something is up and he hates it XD

And who’s this guy? Are we finally getting insight on the two parties that the cranes are hiding from that was mentioned S1? Because the mark on his hand doesn’t look like the usual paper crane, it looks like a different type of bird.

:O maybe it’s a sparrow like in that one panel from season one where Maverick was standing by a window and there was a sparrow perched on the window.

WAIT DO Y’ALL REMEMBER THAT THEORY ABT HOW MAVERICK MIGHT BE TRYING TO HEAL SOMEONE OR BRONG THEM BACK TO LIFE WHAT IF THIS GUY IS THAT PERSON OMG???

Legit can’t wait for next week 😭

[spidercoris]

SBG EP 83 FASTPASS SPOILERS

LOGAN WAS APART OF A SYNDICATE?!?!?!? WHAT.

I KNEW HIS GRANDPARENTS WERE SUSPICIOUS.

on a side note i KNOW his ass is excited for their grand escape plan 😭

look at that face (i say as if that isn’t his face every episode)

back to logan… i wonder what happened to his parents. did they abandon him or were they killed? AAAAAAA LOGAN LOREEEEE (i’m gigging thinking of baby logan just shooting people)

[kemetic-dreams]

"Stagecoach" Mary Fields, America's first African female postal worker, was known for her fearless delivery of mail across hundreds of miles in the dangerous Wild West.

Born a slave in the 1830s in the South, Fields found work with the help of a nun named Mother Amadeus after the Civil War. Initially, she worked in an Ohio convent, then moved to St. Peter’s Convent in Montana.

Despite working among nuns, Fields was far from nun-like. She was a regular visitor to saloons, smoked cigars, got into brawls, and wasn't shy to use her guns. After an altercation with a janitor at St. Peter’s, she was set up by Mother Amadeus with a job at the U.S. Postal Service in 1895.

Fields, the first African woman and only the second woman overall to hold a mail route in the U.S., demonstrated great resilience and courage. In her 60s, she dutifully protected her mail with a rifle and a revolver, unfazed by danger.

She often traveled 300 miles a week to cover her route. In snow, she would strap on her snowshoes and carry the mail in a sack across her shoulders, ensuring it reached its destination.

Her commitment to her job and strong character made her a local hero in Cascade, Montana. She was the only woman allowed to drink at the local bar who wasn't a sex worker, ate for free at the Cascade Hotel, and the townspeople built her a new home when hers burned down.

After eight years of mail delivery, she started a laundry business. Upon her death in 1914, the Cascade community held one of the largest funerals the town had ever witnessed in her honor.

[diioonysus]

black cowboys

john ware (1845-1905)

bass reeves (1838-1910)

bose ikard (1843-1929)

nat love (1854-1921)

bill pickett (1870-1932)

mary fields (1832-1914)

[hozaloza]

Thomas likes eating weird food combos

Jasmine steals the most random stuff from anywhere

Ryan is scared of fish

Maverick is a clueless father who would hold his child by the leg and go "So...how do I care for this--" (He prob tried being a father, but Mary didn't like how he did, so just got custody of Logan. Maverick got pissed and started this whole shit out of spite bc his child's grandparents didn't like his parenting) "I CAN BE A GOOD FATHER MIND YOU!!"

"You held him BY HIS LEG"

meanwhile Logan's over here wondering how life would've been if he grew up with this man

"...I can't tell if it would've been better or worse--"

[newly-edgy-anon]

Bloody Nose

Logan struggles with a bleeding disorder

In the quiet town of Elmswood, a peculiar event unfolded on an otherwise ordinary Tuesday. The residents, accustomed to the predictable rhythm of their lives, were stirred by a sudden disturbance that echoed through the narrow streets. Two blocks from the town square, a young boy named Logan Fields, known for his fiery hair and unquenchable spirit, was racing his bicycle against the wind. His laughter filled the air like the jingle of distant bells, a stark contrast to the solemn whispers of the tall elms that lined the road.

The chilly breeze picked up speed, carrying with it the scent of rain from the approaching storm clouds. Logan's heart raced in time with the pedals, the thrill of the impending downpour adding an extra zest to his ride. As the first fat droplets began to splatter the pavement, he felt a strange tingling in his fingertips, a sensation he had learned to dread. It started small, a mere nuisance, but grew rapidly into a sting that brought tears to his eyes and turned his laughter to a gasp of pain.

Ignoring the warning signs, Logan pushed harder, determined to outrun the storm. His grandmother's voice echoed in his mind, reminding him of his condition, the rare bleeding disorder that had been a shadow over his life since birth. But today, he refused to let it slow him down. The wind whipped his hair into a crimson flurry as he pedaled with all his might, each stroke a declaration of his freedom.

The first drop of blood fell from his nose, landing like a crimson teardrop on the handlebars. Panic began to swell within him, a feeling all too familiar and unwelcome. He knew he had to get home before the bleeding got worse, but his body seemed to have a mind of its own, pushing him to the limit of his endurance. The bike wobbled under his unsteady grip, and he tasted the metallic tang of fear mingling with the rain on his lips.

With a tremendous effort, Logan steered his bicycle towards the safety of his home. The rain grew heavier, the drops stinging his skin like tiny needles, and the world around him started to blur. His vision swam with red as the blood from his nose painted a macabre pattern on his shirt. He could feel warm wetness seeping through the fabric and onto his chest, a stark contrast to the icy rain that soaked his skin.

As he neared his house, the door flung open and his grandgrandmother, Mary, rushed out, her eyes wide with fear. She had seen the signs of a bleed coming on before, the paleness that overtook his cheeks, the way his hands would tremble, and she knew the urgency of the situation. Mary's heart pounded as she sprinted to meet him, her eyes never leaving his. She called his name, her voice a beacon of comfort amidst the chaos of his racing thoughts.

Logan managed to dismount his bike and stumble into his grandmother's embrace, his legs giving way beneath him. Mary's face was etched with worry, but her voice remained calm as she guided him inside. The warmth of the house enveloped them as the door slammed shut against the storm, cutting off the cold and the rain. The smell of cinnamon and vanilla from the baking cookies was a stark contrast to the coppery scent of blood. Mary held him tightly, whispering reassurances as she led him to the couch and began to assess the damage. She knew the drill all too well; pressure, ice, and the medication that was always close at hand. As she worked, her mind raced, wondering if this time would be like all the others, or if this bleed would be the one that didn't stop. The thunder outside mirrored the rumble of her anxiety, as she fought to keep her son's life from slipping away from her grasp.

Logan's nosebleed grew more intense, painting the collar of his shirt a deep shade of crimson. Mary's hands moved swiftly, applying pressure and then an ice pack, her eyes never leaving her son's face. The color began to return to his cheeks, but the trembling in his limbs didn't subside. Mary's mind was a tornado of thoughts, weighing the risks of his condition against the promise of normalcy. The storm outside grew fiercer, the wind howling like a beast denied its prey, as if it knew of the battle being waged within the confines of the Fields' house.

As Mary applied pressure to the bridge of Logan's nose, her eyes searched his for any signs of fear or pain. But all she saw was determination, the same fiery spirit that had driven him to push his limits despite his illness. It was a look that made her heart swell with pride and break with the weight of her own fears. The rain pounded against the windows, a relentless drumbeat that underscored the tension in the room. Logan's eyes never left hers, and she felt the strength of his will pushing back against the weakness in her own.

The bleeding slowed, then stopped. Mary released a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding and gently removed the ice pack. The room was quiet, save for the distant rumble of thunder and the steady patter of rain. Logan's trembling subsided, and he offered her a weak smile that spoke volumes. Mary's eyes filled with tears of relief, and she pulled him into a tight hug, feeling his heart beat steady and strong against her chest. The storm outside continued to rage, but in that moment, the real storm had passed.

The two sat together, listening to the rain's symphony, their hearts in sync with its rhythm. Mary felt the warmth of Logan's body seep into her own, the chill of the rain outside forgotten. She whispered a silent prayer of thanks for each beat of his heart, each breath he took. Despite the constant shadow of his bleeding disorder, she knew he was a fighter. And in that moment, as they watched the rain wash the world clean outside their window, Maru felt a flicker of hope that maybe, just maybe, they could outrun the storms that life threw at them together.

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[alexa101234]

CH girl scouts clone Women of the West and Calamity Jane's best friends.

[1emon-ice]

Inspired by a dream I had yesterday

Comics aren’t helpful for art block

[annalaynee]

⚠️SBG EP 79 SPOILERS AFTER THE CUT SO IF U DONT WANNA SEE THAT SCROLL AWAY ⚠️

WDYM JAMES⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ WHAT DO U MEAN NOSTALGIA⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ WERE U AND MARY KIDNAPPED OR SOMETHING OR IS IT NOSTALGIA ABT SOMETHING RELATING TO THIS⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ MAYBE ABT ONE OF LOGANS PARENTS OR BOTH OF THEM⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ EXPLAIN FURTHER I NEED TO KNOW.

[iamumbra195]

!!SPOILERS FOR SBG FASTPASS CHAPTER 83!!

Don't have the energy to really put any effort into this post but this chapter was fun and really interesting.

So we got Ryan's backstory and the reason why he's sticking his neck out to help the kids. We also know that he met Maverick in jail which I have a feeling means that they somehow broke out of jail together and that's why Ryan doesn't have many options, despite clearly wanting to back out of all this business. There's also the fact that Jasmine apparently suspects something is going on with him and has been keeping an eye on him recently. I have a feeling he's going to be busted and he and Alex are gonna suffer from it.

We've also gotten confirmation that the Fields family are retired members of a crime syndicate and that Logan has definitely had some experience with guns. I'm really curious about his parents at this point. Were they friends of Mary and James who died and the two of them took Logan in before retiring? Logan is giving major undercover spy vibes lol. His reaction to Tyler's question about his experience with guns has me super curious.

Overall, great chapter, can't wait for next week

[heavymetalyogi-blog]

2025 Black History Month Day 5: Mary Fields (1832-1914)

Today is the first day that I'm covering a black individual in Montana history.  "Stagecoach" Mary Fields was born a slave in Tennessee.  After she was emancipated at age 33, she worked on a steamship before getting a job as a domestic, which eventually resulted in her working for an abbess. Mary stayed in Ohio while the abbess pursued missionary work in Montana Territory. The abbess contracted pneumonia and Mary went to Montana Territory in 1884 to nurse her back to health. After she nursed the abbess back to health, she stayed on at the mission and took on the majority of manual labor as forewoman. Mary lived and worked at the convent for ten years (during which time Montana attained statehood) but didn't get along well with parishioners due to her drinking, swearing, and fighting. After the convent she briefly owned a tavern in the nearby town of Cascade, before taking a job delivering mail by stagecoach at the age of 63 (not for the USPS, but as a rural route subcontractor). She was consistent and made sure everyone got their mail, using snowshoes when the snow was too deep for her horses.  Mary would carry two filled mail bags on her shoulders and head out over the mountains on snowshoes. It was during this period that she became a beloved fixture in Cascade. Take a moment to reflect on how badass she was, she only stopped delivering mail in 1903 at the age of 71, by which time she was so beloved in Cascade that the kids got the day off for her birthday.  After her "retirement" she never stopped working,  running a laundry service and babysat many of the towns children out of her home.  In 1907 a law went into effect banning women from saloons, but the mayor of Cascade granted her an exemption.  May we use the memory of Mary's perseverance so that we never stop!

[algusunderdunk]

Mary Fields

Also known as Stagecoach Mary, had to leave a religious order due to profanity, started a restaurant she bankrupted by letting the poor eat free, and then became the first African American woman star route mail carrier in the U.S. in 1895 at the age of sixty.

Delivered the mail via stagecoach armed with a shotgun to defend against wolves and bandits, and when it got too snowy she put on snowshoes and carried it on her back.

When Montana passed a law forbidding women in saloons, a special provision was passed, "except for Mary."

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[louisbxne]

black vampires + witches

akasha, queen of the damned (2002)

louis & claudia, interview with the vampire (2022-)

tara thorton, true blood (2008-2014)

blade, blade (1998)

marcel gerard, the originals (2013-2018)

sarah fox, my babysitter's a vampire (2011-2012)

alex & camryn, twitches (2005)

rochelle zimmerman, the craft (1996)

bonnie bennett, the vampire diaries (2009-2017)

vincent griffith, the originals (2013-2018)

marie laveau, american horror story (2011-)

macy vaughn, charmed (2018-2022)

[helloparkerrose]