#rafaela

[moxyphinx]

it's just the two of us AMBER IMAN & EDEN ESPINOSA in LEMPICKA

[thetisming]

Broadway has turned into something commercialised and all about money, rather than stages for stories to be shared. people only care about how much money shows make, but people never give new shows a try so amazing new shows that tell important stories and production and soundtrack and actors close. if there's not a big tv (specifically tv, people don't care about actual BROADWAY legends anymore) name for the media or it's not a revival people don't care. new musicals that tell historical stories that shouldn't be forgotten close after a few months, no matter how amazing the story or score or set or actors are. Broadway isn't about the heart anymore, it's about money and big names. it's barely even for theatre people.

Lempicka is closing and i am devastated for so many reasons. Harmony already closed earlier this year.

Tamara de Lempicka was a famous painter. she was married to a rich man, and originally painted their daughter or landscapes and things like that, but she eventually painted Rafaela -- her girlfriend. she painted her mainly naked and they loved each other. she was a bisexual painter, and more than that a brilliant painter, and she is being forgotten. she was part Jewish, too. she fled to Paris with her husband, which is where she met Rafaela.

there's a musical about her. it's closing on May 19th. it opened officially on Broadway on April 14th. both this year.

The Comedian Harmonists were a band. they were an internationally popular German band between 1928 and 1934. 3 of the 6 of them were Jewish. Nazi Germany started in 1933. you can probably piece together what happened, but i'll tell you anyway. they were separated and erased. they were not forgotten, they were erased. Nazis destroyed almost all of their recordings. the Harmonists never saw each other again. their names were Ari Leschnikoff, Harry Frommermann, Robert Biberti, Roman Cycowski, Erwin "Chopin" Bootz and Erich A. Collin.

there was a musical about them. it closed on February 4th, and opened officially on Broadway on November 13th (2023).

do not let Tamara or the Harmonists go forgotten. listen to Lempicka and Harmony. research the people. find bootlegs of the musicals if you can. learn about them. teach about them. please, don't let people forget about them.

this isn't about the musicals closing, these are about important people being forgotten and erased from history. please, don't let this happen.

[dg3zero]

[scoutalone]

Coisas aleatórias que eu fico desenhando

[mistirimoose]

Stuck ⌑ Dyrroth x Fem!Reader

warning: making out summary: you and Dyrroth were hiding in the bushes from the enemies, but it eventually led to something more than that.

Pls what I'm surprised to see the amount of notes this one got since this was my very first time but tysm!

Somewhere in the battlefield, beside the tall bushes, were you and Dyrroth. And unfortunately, you two were now fighting some minions of the opposite team.

So far, there were no enemies around. The last time you recalled, half of them were already wiped out. So you were safe. At least, that's what you thought.

Suddenly, you heard the sound of cables, signaling that Fanny was coming.

There were no problems with that... if she were an ally.

Her cables pulled her towards you and Dyrroth.

She spun in the air. Two long swords in her hands.

You ducked out of the way, but she succeeded in leaving a small cut on Dyrroth's arm, which you hadn't noticed.

Fortunately, it wasn't so deep, as he managed to avoid her full attack.

Then came Franco's hook, heading in his direction.

Distracted by Fanny, he didn't notice the hook.

Thinking quickly, you pushed him out of the way into the tall bushes, causing you to knock into his brawny chest as you landed on top of him.

You lifted your head, noticing the cut from one of Fanny's swords.

"Are you okay?" You asked.

He responded with a groan.

You noticed the position you were in, and you tried separating from it.

You pressed your hands onto the stiff ground he was lying on as he was stuck between your arms, lifting yourself up.

You cautiously began to get off of him. But throughout this, the bushes you two were in kept rustling.

He noticed this and forced your body back down. Your body landed with his right thigh between both of yours, increasing tension.

"Agh!" A sound escaped your mouth as your body landed. "Why-"

"Shh," he shushed you as his eyebrows furrowed, indicating seriousness. "Stop talking! You're going to expose us," he whisper-yelled.

You felt awkward being in your current position, but you can't deny that it did make you feel... something.

You turned your head behind to see a group of shadows. It was assumable to be the other team's. You were sure they heard the rustling of your movement in the bush.

You heard a muffled voice from outside suggest, "Maybe they went into the bushes?"

Out of nervousness, you turned your head back.

Your face instantly met with Dyrroth's, who stared into your eyes with a look on his face that threatened you not to make any more sounds.

This contact made you feel a little shy, with a growing mix of embarrassment.

The position you two were stuck in was building up the tension in the atmosphere. To which the demon could undeniably feel.

You couldn't help but feel his hot breath tickling your skin, which sprinkled a tint of desire to your dense feeling, blooming something inside of you. You were blushing, and he knew it.

You were nervous, and he liked that.

He loved the feeling of the fast beating of your heart, your agitated face, your body on top of his, his knee pressed between your thighs; he loved them all.

You couldn't move away from him to get into a more...friendly position, for the leaves of the bushes rustles easily, which could alert the other team.

You avoided his gaze at all costs, looking anywhere else.

The ongoing tension was interrupted by a voice outside the bushes.

"C'mon guys, let's go."

And with those words, the shadows left, with multiple footsteps which were heard fading.

You two stayed silent for a couple minutes in a burning silence. Not moving a single inch.

You cleared your throat. "I think the coast is clear now."

You stood up and were about to leave, but his cold fingers gripped your hand and pulled it back down. Making you roughly fall onto him again.

"Na-a-ah," he said in a teasing tone. "Where do you think you're going?"

His back was lifted from the ground with your hand still in his grip.

He raised a finger to lift your chin as his face leaned closer to your ear. "After all, you started all of this. Didn't you?"

His voice turned into a raspy one. One that was full of desire and wonder. A different kind of wonder.

By now, you two had forgotten everything that had happened, too focused on the current scene.

Your breath somewhat hitched upon hearing his words. Was it out of fear? Surprise? Or perhaps...excitement?

He noticed your eyes were lingering elsewhere.

This time, he brought his whole hand to your chin, directing it to his face.

"Hey, don't look anywhere else. I want to see your eyes on me."

Your face heated up, along with the aura around you two. It felt as if the sky had turned red with tension.

You then unexpectedly felt his lips connect with yours.

It took you by surprise, but you eventually melted into the kiss as butterflies flew around your stomach.

He then parted his lips away from yours and looked at you.

"Look at you, all pathetic and spoiled," he commented as he stared down at you. "You look so pretty right now."

You responded by softly tugging at him, wanting more.

He then responded by pressing his lips on yours once more. Except, this time, it was rough.

You deepened the kiss, making his mouth get more aggressive on yours.

Your hands started to tug and play with his hair, leading him to roam his hands under your shirt, massaging your waist, feeling every single part of it.

Your eyes opened, and you whimpered at the shocked feeling of his glacial hands on your skin. It was as if his hands were made of ice.

"You don't know how greatly I've been craving this, [Name]..."

The sound of your whimpering provoked him to slip his tongue into your mouth.

You pushed his upper body down to the ground as your legs intertwined with his legs.

Your hands that were previously in his hair made their way to his horns, tugging them softly.

The tugging on his horns undoubtedly made him lust for more and more.

With all the lustfulness within him, he switched his position to be above you, rolling you onto the ground and pinned you down, thrusting his tongue almost into your throat, pulling it back in and out while roaming it inside your mouth.

[spnmoosejerk]

Rafaela Mendoza

[wizardelf]

did YOU forget Mäz eventually gets married and has kids? you did, didn't you.

well, i didnt.

[sunstainedpages]

[angela-android]

Argus & Rafaela

By mobile_legens.trfan (Instagram)

[goldemas1244]

AKA Rafaela calling Zhask a bottom

[fieriframes]

[Hey, guys, my name is Rafaela, and spoke to him of my power over animals. I didn't see it anywhere where it says that]

[moxyphinx]

"Don’t you see what’s happening in this country—across Europe—Everywhere. Money is the only thing that can protect you." LEMPICKA, the musical

[sleepyinclusion]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PLUMA HGILAFAKLSNGJKFG

[uglyxpeople]

x She Was a Witch - Hexaground x

Rock Sin Río // Centro Metropolitano "La Estación" - Rafaela

IG: https://www.instagram.com/hexaground_band/

[scoutalone]

Versão br:

Aiko: Nossa, não sabia que polvo tinha ossos

Rafa: Sua burra! Polvos não tem ossos, são invertebrados

Aiko: Ah

Rafa: Oq não tem ossos são sapos!

Aiko: Vc que tá sendo burra agora, sapos tem ossos sim! Oq não tem é cobra!

Remi: Jesus....

[snowy-weather]

Some old OCs of mine, redesigned as Ace of Swords characters. Their connection is this: Crispin and Rafaela are Sally's biological parents who gave her up as a baby. Flavius is Sally's adopted father who raised her. ^^

For those who were familiar with my ‘Tales of the Enchanted Forest’ comics:

Sally is Sneaky. Crispin is Crafty. Rafaela is Raggedy. Flavius is Flint.