#rataplan

[geritsel]

Morris (Maurice de Bevere) - Various Lucky Luke cover illustrations for the Dutch comic magazine ‘Pep’, 1965-1967.

[hippography]

LE PONEY DE SHETLAND, qui, par sa taille, est peut-être le plus petit Cheval de monde, est un animal vigoureux, hardi, gai et courageux, qui excelle parfois comme trotteur. 1. Feu-de-joie, Poulain de 3 mois, par Café-Cloche, hors Furiosa. 2. Rataplan,  par Vaingtory hors Radiante, descendant de Odin et Multum in Parvo; à M. Fol. 

Vie à la Campagne, Vol. 65, 15 Octobre 1930

[mybuddyjimmy]

Rataplan

Rataplan [RAD-ə-plan]Part of speech: nounOrigin: French, 19th century1. A drumming or beating sound.Examples of rataplan in a sentence“At halftime, we could hear the rataplan of the marching band before they entered the field.”“The thunderstorm unleashed a rataplan of heavy rain that lasted hours.”

[whats-on-my-minds]

10x interessante kringloopwinkels in Noord-Holland

Noord-Holland telt maar liefst 262 kringloopwinkels. Nu we minder te besteden hebben bezoeken we met zijn alle vaker een kringloopwinkel. Bovendien zijn we bewuster bezig met het hergebruiken van spullen. Dit zijn de 10 kringloopwinkels die de moeite waa

Populairder dan ooit! Noord-Holland telt maar liefst 262 kringloopwinkels. Nu we minder te besteden hebben bezoeken we met zijn alle vaker een kringloopwinkel. Bovendien zijn we bewuster bezig met het hergebruiken van spullen. Dit zijn de 10 kringloopwinkels die de moeite waard zijn om te bezoeken. Kijk voor de aderessen en openingstijden in de kaart hieronder! Noppes PurmerendDorcas Heilo…

[pixites]

[firethatgrewsolow]

⬆️ Hero of ⬇️

[girlscarpia]

@widevibratobitch the only time tumblr did something right 🙏 protecting me from rataplan

[widevibratobitch]

soooooo true 🙏

[moonlightsdream]

GO YOON JUNG 고윤정 — for "RATAPLAN" beauty brand.

[malusienki]

VERY LONG POST SORRY. THOUGHTS

lisette doing laundry and peeling potatoes gave me extra life honestly

AH MES AMIS BIS!!!!! DUDE. OH MY HFO PHENOMENALLY FICKING DONE.

il faut partir was LOVELY. AHHHHH!!!! AND SO WAS LIFERALLH EVERY OTHER THING SHE SANG BUT AGHHHHJJJJ

the woman playing the marquise also has my heart genuinely. I LOOOOOOVED HER!!!!!!!

this was SO SO GOOD I LITERALLY COULD NOT SORP GRINNING THROUHHPUT THE WHOLE THING!!!!!

i LOBED the little tidbits of silly dialogue and stuff like that

lisette rambling in french as she angrily peels potatoes gave me life pt 2

ENJOYED GHR FUCKING DISCORDANT SINGING DURING THE (i cant rememebr the behinnging$ WHERE SHE WAS SINGING THE ARIA ABOJT APHRODITE I LOVE IT SM.

ALSO THE WAY SHE ANGRILY PLAYED THE PIANO DISCORDANTLY WHILE SINGING

WVERY TIME RATAPLAN WAS SAID I LITERALLY INTERNALLY GIGGLED!!!! i am so normal about this opera

the DUCHESS HAD ME CRACKING UP SHE SPOKE ENGLISH AT RANDOM POINTS IT WAS SO RANDOM BUT SO FICKING FUNNY

salut A LA FRANCE IN PERSON LIFERALLY MADE ME REVIVED. I AM A NEW PERSON

TONIO MY FUCKING BELOVED. OHMY HOD. I SAID HI TO LAWRENCE BROWNLEE AND I WAS LIKE “THOSE HIGH C’S WERE AMAZING” AND HE WAS LIKE “CAN YOU SING THOSE” AND I WAS LIKE “NO” AND HE WAS LIKE “NOT YET?” NAD I JODDED “NOT YEEET” AND I LAUGHED AND I WISH I GOT A PIC WITJ HIM BUT JE WAS HOLDING THE DOOR

LISETTE CANE OUT AND I LITERALLY THINK I ASCENDED. THERE WERE GIRLS WHO WANTED A POCTURE BEFORE ME AND I WAITED AND MY HRANDMA WAS LIKE FIGHTING TK GET ME THERE AND I WAS LIKR “WAIY!!!!!!!!”

SHE THnked ME FOR BUYING HER ALBUM AND SHE WAS SO SO SO SWEET AND I CAN TELL SHE WAS TRHING TK MAKE SENDE OF MU RAMBLING AGABAHAHAHA

IM LITERALY GOING CRAZY.

I AM SO SORRY FOR the PERSON I AM BECOMING

[dnickels]

@terribleoldwhitemen tagged me to post the first line of my last ten fics :) I'm shy because I think the weakest part of my stuff is always the first few paragraphs, they're just never good from me (and they're so important) "I don't remember these" many of them were bad and I edited them for the purpose of this very meme.

1. He's having the dream again. (Taking the Auspices, Inspector Morse, Lewis)

2. Jim was late getting home— later than he had been in years, certainly since the big promotion. (World Enough and Time, Endeavour, Inspector Morse)

3. "—bloody farce, that's what it is." (Rataplan, Endeavour)

4. George fumbled in the dark, nearly knocking over his glass before searching fingers lighted upon his watch. (Cathedral Town, George Gently)

5. Tires crunched on the gravel as Morse pulled to a slow halt in front of the house (Enigma, Endeavour, BBC Ghosts)

6. "And you're certain that's all?" (Singing in Rounds, Endeavour, Inspector Morse)

7. "Morse! This is a surprise!" (For the Good We Do, Endeavour)

8. It was weeks before Joan saw Morse again. (On A Wide Wide Sea, Endeavour)

9. He paid for his cab and didn't bother counting the pennies, shoving a fistful of coins through the window (Ease that Asks Not Earning, Endeavour)

10. She shouldn't be here. This wasn't her home. (At the End, at the Close, Endeavour)

Thank you for tagging me :) God there's only like 25 of you now and I know I will forget someone, so do it if the spirit moves you--- uh @adamsvanrhijn @lemonistas @bluelikeajay @rescue-ram et al

[widevibratobitch]

i need her to peg me so bad

godddddd i wish preziosilla would fuck me nasty

[blondiexbiites]

Name:  Pietro

Age: 30's

Do you like to cuddle?:  Sure

Can we make-out?: I feel like that is a given

A night in or dinner out?: Night in.

Whip cream or chocolate syrup?: Whipped cream. Though you might like something more crimson

Chocolates and roses?: Pink roses, no chocolate

What makes you a good Valentine?:  The way I make your toes curl.

Would you cook for me?: Like heating up a mug of blood?

Would you let me cook for you?: You do all the time.

Where would you take me on a date?: To bed. Or the hills of Eastern Europe. At night of course

Who’s paying?: Who said anything about paying?

What did you get me for Valentine’s Day?: I can put a pink bow on if you like. Actually silver necklace with a pink moonstone.

A few minutes past one o’clock in the morning, a hard rain fell without warning. No thunder preceded the deluge and no wind. The abruptness and the ferocity of the downpour had the urgent quality of a perilous storm in a nightmare. Lying in her coffin with Boo Boo curled comfortably on the flat planes of her stomach, Madison had been restless before the sudden cloudburst. She grew increasingly fidgety, nibbling at her bottom lip with the points of her fangs as she listened to the rush of rain. The voices of the tempest were legion, like a crowd whispering and shouting their discontent.

Torrents pounded and pried at the cedar siding, at the shingles, as if seeking entrance. September in southern California had always before been a dry month in a long season of predictable drought. Rain rarely fell after March, seldom before December. In wet months, the rataplan of raindrops on the roof had sometimes served as a reliable remedy for insomnia. This night, however, the liquid rhythms failed to lull her into her usual meditative slumber, and not just because they were out of season.

For Madison, sleeplessness had too often in recent years been the price of becoming a vampire. Scorned by the sandman, she stared at the dark ceiling of her coffin, brooding about Valentine's Day and wondering if she should just spend it alone with her cat or find a warm body to nestle with and feed on. Plush lips pooched out in a pout as she mulled over her options until finally, she carefully reached into her pocket and whipped out her phone, scrolling through the numerous spam, ads, and pop-ups until she finally stumbled across a familiar email address…and attachment. Blue eyes squinted as she read through the application and a slow, delighted smile spread across her face. Pietro sure knew how to make a girl happy.

"And you just earned yourself a happy ending, babe," she cooed as she imagined all sorts of delights she would introduce her beau to on Valentine's Day. That pink bow was beginning to sound more and more appealing.

Tomorrow was going to be fuuuuun.

@thefastestaround

[girlscarpia]

FORZA SWEEP REAL BESTIES POST THE RATAPLAN

[infinitelytheheartexpands]

La fille du régiment (Maribor, Slovenia, 2021): Reactions, Part I

in which yours truly finds a random-ass production of la fille du régiment and hopes for the best

the best thing to do when you have no hope of understanding the titles is just to vibe with the music

(luckily this is an opera i know well)

they found little marie in a bush i am CRYING

THIS LITCHRALLY LOOKS LIKE A CARTOON LMAOOOOOOOOO

every dress is better with pockets

fly in the cartoon virgin mary

can we pls talk about the ladies’ dresses

“congrats on getting some french dude’s skis”

THE DUDE POURING THE BEER INTO THE PRIEST’S HOLY WATER DISPENSER LMAOOOOOOOOOOOO

the chorus is just having a blast

be very afraid of the marquise with a walking stick

it should be illegal to stage this chorus without everyone doing the silliest dances known to humankind

seriously i am just having a blast right now

THE KICKLINE PLEAAAAAAAAAASE

“boo”

okay i LOVE marie’s costume

are they just gonna fly cartoon cutouts of anything related to the theme of the moment

(not gonna lie, it would be funny if they did)

THE SOLDIER BOOGEYING IN THE BACK

i mean they may not be the caliber of singers in other productions i’ve seen, but a) they can still sing the music and b) they are just DELIGHTFUL

hahahahahaha

i guess they are going to keep doing that

WHY ARE THEY TAKING HIS MEASUREMENTS LMAOOOOOOOOOO

“yay!!! we get to do our circle the prisoner dance!!! that like never happens!!!”

THEY TIED HIM UP WITH THE MEASURING TAPE I’M DYING

“oh he saved your life? never mind then”

awwwwwwwww

THE SOLDIERS TRYING TO SING MARIE’S CADENZAS AND FAILING AND TONIO SPITTING OUT HIS BEER

OH MY FUCKING GOD

the chorus swaying comes back

most non-toxic masculinity in opera ever

gotta wave that flag high to match the sparkling high notes

NOT TONIO ESCAPING BY HIDING BEHIND A CARDBOARD BUSH

“surprise! it me 😊”

neither of them are good at french but they’re both cute

tonio: *kicks the box out of frustration*

also tonio: “ouchie 🤬🥺”

THE MARQUISE AND HORTENSIUS SNEAKING IN BEHIND A CARDBOARD TREE LOL

well this is awkward

we all love a good operatic rataplan

meet the newest member of the 21st! he’s a himbo who can sing high :)

dude did not come all this way and put on that little beret to get rejected like this

THEY HAVE SIGNS TO COUNT THE HIGH CS I HAVE DIED I AM DEAD

(also: took dude a little effort but he DID get out all nine high Cs)

oh no oh buddy

awwwwwwww they’re all so sad

TONIO NO

donizetti you had no right to stuff this opera with so many golden tunes like this one

them against the world

the marquise just gotta be a drama queen one more time

anyway this is AMAZING rest to come probably tonight