#roys art corner

[royphobia]

take a picture!

[cnka]

Bunch of mediocre sketches and wips I won't finish

[heyaritou]

"I'm so relieved…"

[kingcrow01]

@bill-longbow I read your fic Soft target earlier today, especially liked a line, and decided to draw it:

“His skin itches and his muscles tremble and his eyes sting and Roy has to turn his head and bite hard into the flesh of his hand to keep from screaming.”

I loved the internal struggle that Roy was having, and I’m definitely going to check out more of your work!

[c-show]

C. Show

[hometoursandotherstuff]

1932 fairy tale house in Berkeley, CA has 3bds, 4ba, 3,126 sq ft, $1.950m. Look at how cute and hobbity it is.

Entrance hall with a lovely winding staircase, niche and arched doorways. Look at the stone flooring.

Cozy living room in front of a big rounded fireplace. Beautiful high-pitched ceiling, built-in bookshelves and windows.

Look at how cute this little pass-thru is w/the little shutters and built-in cabinet.

The dining room is in the rounded area we saw outside. Look at the ceiling!

Plus, it has doors to the patio.

Cute galley kitchen. Look at the wrought iron on the little serving window.

Look at the door on the pantry.

On the 2nd fl., the primary bedroom is so large and has a reading corner.

Beautiful views from the windows.

Nice en-suite.

Plus, the closet fits a washer/dryer.

The bedroom across the hall is beautiful, too. Look at the alcove.

The en-suite has a brick shower with a wood floor.

Even the smallest bedroom is large and has built-ins.

Going to the lower level. There's a bench in that turret.

This art is sculpted right into the wall.

Beautiful family room. Look at the little opening in the wall.

The sun room makes a great art studio with all the natural light.

There's a laundry room down here, too.

Plus a toilet and a shower.

And, a large room with a kitchenette.

Garage behind the house.

Beautiful gardens on the 4,356 sq ft lot.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/1500-Le-Roy-Ave-Berkeley-CA-94708/24839965_zpid/

[fatehbaz]

"The most fashionable bathing station in all Europe". British industrialists and American mining investors plotting the colonization of the Congo, while mingling at Ostend's seaside vacation resorts. Extracting African life to build European railways, hotels, palaces, suburbs, and other modern(ist) infrastructure. "Towards infinity!"

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In 1885, King Leopold II achieved an astonishing and improbable goal: he claimed a vast new realm of his own devising, a conjury on a map called [...] the Congo Free State. [...] [A] fictional state owned by the king, ruled by decree, and run from Brussels from 1885 to 1908. [...] This was [...] a private entrepreneurial venture [for the king]. The abundance of ivory, timber, and wild rubber found in this enormous territory brought sudden and spectacular profits to Belgium, the king, and a web of interlocking concession companies. The frenzy to amass these precious resources unleashed a regime of forced labor, violence [millions of deaths], and unchecked atrocities for Congolese people. These same two and a half decades of contact with the Congo Free State remade Belgium [...] into a global powerhouse, vitalized by an economic boom, architectural burst, and imperial surge.

Congo profits supplied King Leopold II with funds for a series of monumental building projects [...]. Indeed, Belgian Art Nouveau exploded after 1895, created from Congolese raw materials and inspired by Congolese motifs. Contemporaries called it “Style Congo,” [...]. The inventory of this royal architecture is astonishing [...]. [H]istorical research [...] recovers Leopold’s formative ideas of architecture as power, his unrelenting efforts to implement them [...]. King Leopold II harbored lifelong ambitions to “embellish” and beautify the nation [...]. [W]ith his personal treasury flush with Congo revenue, [...] Leopold - now the Roi Batisseur ("Builder King") he long aimed to be - planned renovations explicitly designed to outdo Louis XIV's Versailles. Enormous greenhouses contained flora from every corner of the globe, with a dedicated soaring structure completed specifically to house the oversize palms of the Congolese jungles. [...]

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The Tervuren Congo palace [...]. Electric tramways were built and a wide swath of avenue emerged. [...] [In and around Brussels] real estate developers began to break up lots [...] for suburban mansions and gardens. Between 1902 and 1910, new neighborhoods with luxury homes appeared along the Avenue [...]. By 1892, Antwerp was not only the port of call for trade but also the headquarters of the most profitable of an interlinking set of banks and Congo investment companies [...]. As Antwerp in the 1890s became once again the “Queen of the Scheldt,” the city was also the home of what was referred to as the “Queen of Congo companies.” This was the ABIR, or Anglo-Belgian India Rubber Company, founded in 1892 with funds from British businessman “Colonel” John Thomas North [...].

Set on the seaside coast, Belgium’s Ostend was the third imperial cityscape to be remade by King Leopold [...] [in a] transformation [that] was concentrated between 1899 and 1905 [...]. Ostend encompassed a boomtown not of harbor and trade, like Antwerp, but of beachfront and leisure [...] [developed] as a "British-style" seaside resort. [...] Leopold [...] [w]as said to spend "as much time in Ostend as he did in Brussels," [...]. Ostend underwent a dramatic population expansion in a short period, tripling its inhabitants from 1870–1900. [...] Networks of steamers, trams, and railway lines coordinated to bring seasonal visitors in, and hotels and paved walkways were completed. [...] [A]nd Leopold’s favorite spot, the 1883 state-of-the-art racetracks, the Wellington Hippodrome. Referred to with an eye-wink as “the king incognito” (generating an entire genre of photography), visitors to the seaside could often see Leopold in his top hat and summer suit [...], riding his customized three-wheeled bicycle [...]. By 1900, Ostend’s expansion and enhancement made it known as “the Queen of the Belgian seaside resorts” and “the most fashionable bathing station in all Europe.” Opulence, convenience, and spectacle brought the Shah of Persia, American tycoons, European aristocrats, and Belgian elites, among others, to Ostend.

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Leopold’s interventions and the Congo Free State personnel and proceeds played three pivotal and understudied roles in this transformation, all of which involved ABIR [British industrialists].

First, it was at Ostend that an early and decisive action was taken to structure the “red rubber” regime and set it in motion. In 1892, jurists such as [E.P.] had ruled, contravening [...] trade laws, that the king was entitled to claim the Congo as his domanial property [...]. Leopold [...] devised one part of that royal domain as a zone for private company concessions [...] to extract and export wild rubber.

Soon after, in 1892, King Leopold happened to meet the British “Colonel” John Thomas North at the Ostend Hippodrome. North, a Leeds-born mechanic [...] had made a fortune speculating on Chilean nitrates in the 1880s. He owned monopoly shares in nitrate mines and quickly expanded to acquire monopolies in Chilean freight railways, water supplies, and iron and coal mines. By 1890 North was a high-society socialite worth millions [...]. Leopold approached North at the Ostend racecourse to provide the initial investments to set up the Anglo-Belgian India Rubber Company (ABIR). [...]

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One visible sign of Ostend’s little-known character as Congo boomtown was the Royal Palace Hotel, a lavish property next to the king’s Royal Domain, which opened in 1899. With hundreds of rooms and a broad sweep of acreage along the beachfront, the palace “occupied the largest space of any hotel in Europe.” [...]

King Leopold met American mining magnate Thomas Walsh there, and as with North, the meeting proved beneficial for his Congo enterprise: Leopold enlisted Walsh to provide assessments of some of his own Congo mining prospects. The hotel was part of [...] [a major European association of leisure profiteers] founded in 1894, that began to bundle luxury tourism and dedicated railway travel, and whose major investors were King Leopold, Colonel North [...].

At the height of Congo expansionism, fin-de-siècle Antwerp embodied an exhilarated launch point [...]. Explorers and expeditioners set sail for Matadi after 1887 with the rallying call “Vers l’infini!” (“towards infinity!”) [...].

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Text above by: Debora Silverman. "Empire as Architecture: Monumental Cities the Congo Built in Belgium". e-flux Architecture (Appropriations series). May 2024. At: e-flux.com/architecture/appropriations/608151/empire-as-architecture-monumental-cities-the-congo-built-in-belgium/ [Bold emphasis and some paragraph breaks/contractions added by me. Italicized first paragraph/heading in this post was added by me. Presented here for commentary, teaching, criticism.]

[caitwritesao3]

Based off this art, story inspired with the help of @krizariel 🖤 happy early Christmas

Jason grimaced at the tiny slip of paper sitting on his counter. ‘Timothy Drake’ Raising the beer bottle to his lips he took a long sip. He already disliked Christmas, even more so now that he had been expected to attend the festivities at the manor. Alfred once again this year pulled out the tattered blue stocking with their names stuffed inside. Secret Santa.

Last year Jason had pulled Bruce’s name, the year before that Alfred’s but this year… this year he pulled the pretenders name. Jason had audibly hissed and crumbled it up in his fist, downing the rest of his whiskey before heading home. Now three hours and several beers later Jason couldn’t look away from the name scrawled in neat cursive.

What the fuck was he supposed to get Tim! That little prick already had everything in the world. He ran a multi billion dollar company, had taken Jason’s place as Robin, had pretty boy looks…

Jason shook his head downing the last of the sour drink, the bottle clinking on the counter. No, no he wasn’t going down that road again. Tim wasn’t pretty, at least not to Jason. Nope, sure his dark hair framed his slightly round face perfectly, those bright baby blues that seemed to stare into Jason’s soul, not to mention his smooth pale skin that looked so soft.

“Fuck!” Jason swore digging the palms of his hands into his eye sockets.

Roy popped up from the couch where he had been asleep. “What! Who, ow!” he cried out falling onto the floor, his elbow smacking the coffee table. The red head grumbled rubbing the bone as he padded into the kitchen. “You still on about this? Surprised it hasn’t burst into flames yet with you staring so hard.”

Jason glared at his friend snatching the paper up and pocketing it. “This is fucking stupid. I don’t even like him, what do I get him for Christmas.”

Roy gave Jason a knowing look which was met with a middle finger. Jason deposited all his empty bottles into the recycling, swaying on his feet. His vision going slightly blurry, all the alcohol finally hitting him. “Ya know…ya know it’s fucking stupid. Like, I’m already gift enough ya know!”

“No…” Roy deadpanned, crossing his arms.

“I came back from the dead! Like fucking Jesus!” Jason shouted, pointing at Roy. “Why aren’t I being celebrated and having gifts brought to me!”

Roy slapped Jason’s hand away, “Firstly, wrong holiday you’re confused with Easter. Second, how drunk are you?”

Jason did laps around the couch, running his hands through his already mess of curls. Still running his mouth about how the family should be worshipping him, how stupid Christmas was and how fucking stupidly pretty Tim is.

Roy let Jason rant his eye drifting over to the corner of their apartment. Rolls of wrapping paper leaned against the wall, rolls of ribbon tossed across the floor. “You’re absolutely right Jaybird!” Jason blinked at Roy, mouth still open from where he stopped his ranting. “You are a gift and I think Timmy should see that!”

Jason cocked his head like a little lost puppy, still swaying back and forth. “Wha? Yeah… yeah!”

Roy grinned evilly as he plucked the roll of thick red ribbon off the floor. “Get naked, I’ll get your phone!”

—

Tim sighed, head hitting the back of his office chair. His eyes were starting to cross from staring at the same reports for the last four hours. The meeting had run over and he missed Alfred’s annual secret santa pick. Last year Bruce had drawn his name and handed Tim a blank check right then and there. That check which still sat in the desk drawer to his right. Bruce always did like to cheap out.

A ping from his phone caught his attention, Jason’s name flashing. Groaning Tim waited, this late Jason never contacted Tim unless he was being annoying or bleeding out. A minute later it pinged again, bleeding out it was. Time to go. Tim gathered his things, picking his phone up before leaving the office.

The reminder vibration caught Tim’s attention, he pulled the phone from his pocket swiping up on the screen. “What the fuck!” He exclaimed, his face burning. Next thing Tim saw was the floor after he had walked directly into the closed elevator doors. Scrambling for the phone, not that anyone else was here this late, Tim took a deep breath glancing down at it.

The first text said ‘Merry Christmas! I’m your gift’ with a winking emoji.

The next was a picture of Jason, naked. Well not fully… wrapped around his body haphazardly was red ribbon. It crossed down his chest, twisted around his waist before layers of it were wrapped around his thigh and his… Tim’s mouth went dry as he zoomed in on Jason’s crotch. Was he half hard or was it just that, no. No bad Tim!

Tim slapped his face once, twice, three times. Before he could stop himself he texted back. ‘Have you been compromised?’

The response was instant. ‘Compromised by those abs of yours Timbit.’ Tim choked on his spit, throwing the phone into the passenger seat.

[maria-from-ga]

Cyborg, the Greatest Titan

(Titans (2023) #7- Cyborg shows why no one can bring him down)

So there was once a seemingly innocuous question asked on Titans Twitter:

Though some used it to prop up their faves, it turned into a serious and big discussion: Who is the Greatest Titan, epitomizing what it means to be a Titan the most?

There were a variety of answers, majority being one of Dick, Donna, Starfire, Raven, or even Wally. But what I noticed was the surprising lack of one answer: Cyborg.

One of the most popular Titans, whom DC clearly sees as one of the Titans Trinity (upper right corner):

(The Promotional Art for DC Comics' Dawn of DC Initiative by Dan Mora. Cyborg was to chosen to represent the Titans along with Nightwing and Starfire)

Whose removal from Titans lore caused a massive fan uproar, yet among Titans Twitter, probably the most dedicated of Titan fans, Cyborg's name was barely mentioned as a candidate to be the Greatest Titan:

Victor Stone who at his lowest, found the Titans, a team who became the family he needed who loved him without judgement:

(New Teen Titans #1 - Cyborg meeting the Titans for the first time)

(Teen Titans 5x10 "Go" - The prequel episode where all the Titans meet. Cyborg is ashamed of his cyber-mechanics but Beast Boy repeatedly assures him that they are cool and shouldn't be hidden)

The man who took what the Titans did for him and made it his mission to be that for others.

(New Teen Titans #22 and Titans Vol 2 #21 - (Left) Cyborg realizes the Titans mean so much to him because they are his friends who helped him not feel alone & (Right) Cyborg's internal monologue about how Titans taught him being part of team and accepting help from others was a good thing)

(Teen Titans 5x10 "Go" - Assured by Beast Boy, Cyborg tell an ashamed Raven she's a freak among freaks and fits in just fine, a nice callback to his NTT origin)

(Teen Titans (2003) #1- Cyborg relaunches the Teen Titans to include the upcoming generation of teen heroes so they can have a place to grieve Donna's death & find acceptance)

(Teen Titans 3x12 - "Titans East" - Cyborg helps establish the first off-shoot of the Teen Titans: Titans East)

He transformed the team from simply being a group of former sidekicks to a safe haven for all teen heroes

(Teen Titans #100 and Dark Nights: Death Metal: The Last Stories of the DC Universe: Together - showcasing the multi-generational roster of Titans that Cyborg helped establish)

(Teen Titans 5x12- Titans Together - The global roster of Teen Titans that Cyborg helped to create that expanded from the initial off-shot of Titans East also started by Cyborg)

The Titans Are About A Team of Teens That Grew Into A Family

(Dark Nights: Death Metal: The Last Stories of the DC Universe: Together - Donna talking about how much the Titans grew from a team of 5 into multi-generational families)

A Family of Teenagers that not only help each other in the struggles of being a hero but also the struggles of being an adolescent, having turbulent emotions in a turbulent world

(Dark Nights: Death Metal: The Last Stories of the DC Universe: Together - Donna talking about how much the Titans had it tougher than the League because they had been facing Justice-League-level problems since they were kids, and yet every time still came out on top)

And who has committed to this mission more than Cyborg?

Victor who fought for the team when everyone including past leaders like Dick and Donna walked away:

(Titans/Young Justice: Graduation Day and Titans (2008) #21 - Left: After Donna's death, Dick decides to disband the Titans and everyone walked away. Right: After Final Crisis and Prometheus' attack on Roy, nearly all the Titans have left the current Titans roster, but Cyborg stayed fighting for the team)

Why: Because he knew how much future teen heroes needed the Titans. To guide them and give them a home as the Titans did for him long ago

(Titans/Young Justice: Graduation Day and Titans East Special- Left: After Donna's funeral, Cyborg sees members of Young Justice, especially Cassie, not handling Donna's death well and generally feeling worthless and he decides to restart the Titans. Right: Cyborg tried to convince the New Teen Titans and Roy to start up a new team of Teen Titans to help more teen heroes, but they all refused)

Stubbornly keeping Titans alive when everyone else wouldn't, allowing Titans to reach their greatest potential: a global network so any teen of any generation can find a home

(Dark Nights: Death Metal: The Last Stories of the DC Universe: Together - Titans across generations have gathered to join the fight against Batman Who Laughs)

A man who because the Titans gained utter defiance in who he is, saving not only himself from despair, but also became devoted to giving other teens that same courage, inspiring them to show that they are not freaks nor they are ever alone, thus changing so many lives (go to 2:38 for the start of the iconic speech, but I recommend starting at 2:17)

(Teen Titans 3x13 - "Titans East" - Cyborg's defiance in who he is prevented him from falling to Blood's mind control, defeating Blood saving his fellow Titans, and thus saving the day)

Victor is not only a candidate to be the Greatest Titan, but ultimately is the Most Deserving.

Cyborg is the Greatest Titan, the Lynchpin, without whom the Titans will not work and ultimately cannot because he believes in it the most and thus embodies its ethos the best

(Teen Titans #20- Tim Drake realizing how essential Cyborg is to the team and how he changed Tim and helped Tim after the death of Donna)

The Greatest Character in Fiction, An Inspiration, A Legend: BOOYAH!!!

[empressofthewind]

Fun Facts About Mello:

He is the third youngest character in the series - a little less than 6 months younger than Sayu, and 50 days older than Matt.

His highest rated skill in Volume 13 is his initiative at a 10/10, equal with Misa, Watari and Gevanni. His second highest is his social skills, rated at a 9/10.

He died in a church in Karuizawa, a resort town about 170km (~106mi) out of Tokyo.

His first appearance in the manga is in chapter 59, and his last is in chapter 104 in a brief flashback sequence. He appears in a total of 24 chapters and 244 panels, excluding Linda's drawing of him, his photograph, and any official art separate from the plot. Factoring in all of that, he appears in 266 panels across 28 chapters.

He has his facial scar for 101 of the panels he appears in.

He makes the most appearances in chapters 70 and 77, appearing 27 times in each. Including the official art and the photograph of him, chapter 77 wins by a count of 1.

Of his 244 appearances, Mello can be seen eating chocolate in 88 of them, or 36% of his total screentime. With the inclusion of three panels in which the chocolate itself is not shown (panels of him with crumbs falling from his mouth, a crumpled wrapper in his hand and licking his gloves respectively), this rises to 37%.

The most panels of him eating chocolate take place in chapter 70, with a total of 22 panels showing the chocolate bar in some capacity.

The hand Mello uses to hold his chocolate bar frequently alternates, with 42 instances of him using his right hand and 40 with his left hand. In the other 6 panels, he has it hanging from between his teeth.

He typically bites off the corners first and demonstrates a fairly even split between the decision to bite off the right corner or the left corner, with a slight preference for the right. On one occasion, he chooses to lick the chocolate instead, and on two occasions, he breaks off a piece with his hands.

There are 178 total panels of Mello talking, including dialogue delivered over the phone and other conversations in which he is not visible. 19 of these panels include him talking with his mouth full.

He talks the most to Soichiro Yagami, with 57 panels involving dialogue from Mello directly addressed to him. The next highest is President David Hoope, with 19 panels, and a close third is Near, with 18 panels.

He specifically addresses only 4 of his mafia associates; Kal Snydar/Jack Neylon, Roy, Skyer and Jose. He only speaks directly to Rod Ross twice, and never addresses him by name.

Aside from the flashback in 104, the last person he can be seen talking to is Takada. His last words were "And I don't want to hear a peep, got it?"

[roseofbattles]

“Bad news,” Rebecca says, cornering Roy in the hallway outside the bathroom. “We have to go out for dinner tonight.”

“Hello to you too, Catalina. Tell me, do you plan to make a habit of ambushing me in the most inconvenient places?”

“You should be prepared for that,” she says, brushing off his complaint. “What if I were an assassin?”

excerpt from An Argument for Therapy by more_than_melody

art preview by @littlewitchbee

this is part of a project I've been working on for @royaibigbang which will be posted Oct. 3rd!

[royphobia]

yay

[carolmunson]

idk, is this anything?

gig economy is fucked so eddie bites the bullet and ‘goes corporate’ for a minute to supplement his income between shows and merch design.

visual merchandising, ecomm and wholesale

and when he says ‘corporate’ he means ‘working for steve who is the CFO of robin’s wildly and randomly successful print and art supplies company.’ buy some art and learn how to do it.

eddie doesn’t wear a suit — not required, lax attire. millennial ‘corporate’. waiting outside the door of the office in the hallway in some big building where a bunch of other companies work, too.

eddie doesn’t know what D2C means, or EBITDA, or ROI, or KPI, or what SLAs are or CSAT scores. to be honest, he doesn’t plan to learn and he doesn’t really care. he just wants to do cool shit with his friends, and all his friends work here now. with some stragglers.

eddie looks up when he hears click, click, click on the wood floor around the corner. leather boots. heeled. pristine condition. follows up to the knee to sheer black stockings over thighs, skirt, sweater, glasses. long leather coat billows behind, bag weighted and heavy in the crook of her arm.

he expects her to blow right past him. and she does, right into the office he’s supposed to be in. he watches as she clicks in the code on the door and flicks the lights on inside. he hears her click her tongue in annoyance, the sound of her coat coming off and the bag slumping down on a table. completely ignored, he looks around the empty hallway.

maybe he’s outside the wrong room? but rob’s business name is on the door. so she’s gotta work here, which is crazy because why wouldn’t anyone tell him about the hot girl in the leather coat that works in the office? he’s been single for months now.

[gilbirda]

For the prompt thing?

Jason has spent the last year trying to keep his brothers from finding out he needs reading glasses.

*taps mic* Uhhhhhh, anybody there?

heheh..... Yeah, took me a while, but here you go

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“Huh, I didn’t know B changed his glasses.”

“He uses glasses?”

“Yeah, to read.”

“I didn’t know?”

Dick chuckled, the sound getting closer to a strangled chicken. “B is getting old, but don’t say it in front of him.”

Tim smiled, storing the piece of information next to the rest of blackmail material he always had on hand. It was moments like these when Dick was glad his little brother was on this side of justice.

“So these are his? Weird place to forget them.”

True. They were in the Manor, but it was an unspoken agreement that the library was Jason’s territory. Everyone would come and go, but this particular part with the cozy sofa and Wonder Woman blankets was Jason’s corner.

Dick opened his mouth to make a comment about it, but rushed and heavy footsteps interrupted his thoughts.

Jason’s face was red as he walked between his brothers, picked up the glasses, and turned to leave. 

“No fucking comment.” He threw over his shoulder, his boots stomping on his way out.

Dick and Tim looked at each other, making the split second decision to follow the quickly retreating figure of Jason making a swift exit.

“Wait, wait, wait,” Tim ran so he could block Jason’s way out. “You need glasses?”

“I do not.”

Dick looked down at the fist circled around the cute round metal frame glasses. “Looks to me that those are yours.”

“They aren’t. Roy forgot them here.”

Jason was a good liar, but even that was one of his worst attempts.

“Sure. In your comfy corner.”

“Don’t call it that.” He growled.

Dick and Tim looked at each other, smirking. Forget blackmail, this was going to the family group chat.

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Great art of Jason with glasses!

[swiftiefirefighters]

2024 was kind of a strange year for me. like it was actually really good in a lot of ways. i got to take my dream trip to paris and rome AND see a WINDMILL (iykyk) with my partner @itsabeenado and my bestie @warriorhoneybee. i saw taylor TWICE at wembley (and heard LONDON BOY AND DEAR JOHN AND IDSB AND MBOBHFT live!!!!) and Phil Dunster in Oklahoma from the front row. I saw Sabrina and Gracie. Health wise I'm doing much better. My sugars are running better, my blood pressure is down, my mental health isn't hitting the weeks long lows the way it used to, and my anxiety meds are doing their job.

But towards the end it really nosedived. Years of trying to stay afloat while also keeping up with people who were doing financially much better than me have finally caught up and I'm barely staying afloat. I don't really have any money left at the end of the month, going on 4 months now. I need a better paying job but I'm only qualified for the one I have. I'm stressed about money way more than I used to be, and I have the knowledge that I'm the only one to blame.

But going into 2025, I'm trying to focus on the positive. My health, including my mental health, is doing better, and that's something. I've made it through another year even though at some points it was extremely difficult. And I have all of you.

Ted Lasso fandom was home for a long time and when the show ended and I kind of lost the motivation to write about Jamie and Roy, I was afraid I would never find that kind of community again. But then I found 911. And the show not only inspired me to write again when I hadn't in at least 6 months, but I met so many people who I adore and who I'm so happy to consider friends. I look forward to hanging out here on tumblr with y'all more, to watch our little show and write our fics and share our headcanons. I'm really glad I made friends with y'all this year.

Here are some of the people that I feel so so grateful and happy to know, who've helped me even if we've never spoken just because they shared some headcanon that got me through the day or they made some piece of art or wrote a fic that made my day. I'm so grateful for this fandom. Thank you, 911blr. I know that this fandom is a mess sometimes and there's so much fighting, but I really love the little corner I've carved out for myself.

@lonelychicago @hippolotamus @diazsdimples @kinardbuckleys @dadbodbuck

@lavenderleahy @livelaughbuck @comfortingevanbuckley @buffaluff @louferignojr

@bucksbignaturals @vanmarkus @nubuckleather @inell @chameleoncam

@dorothygale @queermccoy @imtheiliad @reginamillls @santakinard

@olismabel @walnutmistjamie @neverbesokind @columbusswift @warriorhoneybee

And obviously my favorite mutual in life, my wonderful, beautiful, lovely partner @itsabeenado, who will not see this because she only checks tumblr when i make her or link her to something.

Thank all of you for making my life a little brighter this year.

[vintagelasvegas]

Silver Palace to Mermaid's, 1956-2016

Silver Palace (1956), 32 Fremont St, Las Vegas. The casino was built in place of the W. R. Thomas building and had six different casinos names over its 60 years, aka Carousel Club, Gambler's Hall of Fame, Sundance West, Sally Sally's, and Mermaid's.

SILVER PALACE ('56-'64)

'54-55: The casino is planned in ’54. The W.R. Thomas building on this corner is deemed unsafe by the city and demolished in Jan. ’55. The casino also takes the place of Silver Cafe, closed Jan. ’55 after being sold to the casino group by owners Sui Mong Fong and Kim Fong.

'56: Silver Palace premiere opening is 5/25/56, with grand opening 6/8/56. Spinning Wheel Corp is the owner with over 20 licensees. Earl Snyder, president. Zick & Sharp, architect; Lee Linton, interior design. The casino is modern, with the city’s first escalator, casino, restaurant, and slot machines designed to resemble medieval castles. Signs by Heath Sign Co of Los Angeles. The casino is open only six months, closed by IRS, Nov. 30.

'58: Silver Palace reopens, 5/20/58, operated by Marion Hicks and parters of the Thunderbird. The restaurant is Louigi's Broiler.

'59: Silver Palace and Louigi's Broiler closed 6/30/59.

'61: Silver Palace reopened by Myron Lewis, 5/5/61.

'63: Lewis remains property landlord as Melvin Axler group takes over Silver Palace business in Oct.

CAROUSEL CLUB ('64-'74)

'64: Renamed Carousel Club in Aug; Whiskey A' Go-Go in the basement floor. Carousel Club closed 9/23/64.

'65: Carousel Club reopened by B. Mclaney group in Jun. Carou-Cellar discotheque in the basement in Jul. Building sign changed to “McLaney’s Carousel.”

'67: Carousel Club licensees change to Salvator A Rizzo, Robert Ayoub, Rocco Paravia in Apr. American Federation of Casino and Gaming Employees leader Tom Hanley accuses the casino of taking orders from hidden owners, prompting Gaming Board investigation; AFCGE pickets the club in Aug-Sep. Owners close on 11/19/67 citing IRS charges.

'68: YESCO sues Carousel owners for unpaid sign lease in Jul. Marty Kutzen as Marlee Inc. buys the club with a Teamsters loan, reopens 8/30/68. “McLaney’s” removed from the sign.

'69: Al Garbian buys Marlee Inc, Carousel Club.

'73: Deil Gustafson buys Marlee Inc., Carousel Club.

GAMBLER’S HALL OF FAME ('74-'76) SUNDANCE WEST ('76-'79)

'74: Carousel’s name changed Gamblers Hall of Fame in summer; remodeled by architect Lee Linton, and Ad-Art designer Charles Barnard.

'76: Gambler’s Hall closed 2/4/76 after bankruptcy petition is filed against the casino by a lender. Al Sachs buys the casino out of bankruptcy in May. Sachs reopens as Sundance West, 7/1/76. Facade updated, signs by Ad-Art.

'78: Cosmo's Underground restaurant opened by Tony Calabrese in the lower level of the building.

'79: Sundance West sold to Herb Pastor, closes for remodeling in Dec. Facade updated, signs by Ad-Art.

SASSY SALLY'S ('80-'99) MERMAID'S ('99-'16)

'80: Reopened as Sassy Sally's, 4/1/80. Sally was the name of Pastor's babysitter.

'94: Cosmo's Underground closes.

'99: Casino remodeled as Mermaid's.

'06: Pastor sells Mermaid's, along with Glitter Gulch and La Bayou, to son Steve Burnstine (Granite Gaming Group).

'16: Burnstine sells Mermaid's, along with Glitter Gulch and La Bayou, to Derek and Greg Stevens. The property was demolished in 2017.

Casino to Replace Oldest Building Erected Here. Review-Journal, 12/29/54; Songs May Open New Cafe. Review-Journal, 1/4/55; Appeals Group Told to Study Building Case. Review-Journal, 1/20/55; At Long Last. Review-Journal, 2/1/55; Silver Palace to Open Friday. Review-Journal, 5/24/56; Silver Palace Opens Doors on Fremont Street Friday. Review-Journal, 5/25/56; T-Men Close Silver Palace Doors. Review-Journal, 11/30/56; New Group Negotiates for Casino. RJ 7/1/59; Casino Center to Use Silver Palace for Meets. Review-Journal, 11/20/60; Carousel Padlocked by Owner. Review-Journal, 9/24/64; City Approves Carousel Licenses. Review-Journal, 4/6/67; Roy Vanett. Hidden Casino Owners Block Talks - Union. Review-Journal, 8/10/67; Gaming Pickets Hit LV Carousel. Review-Journal, 8/25/67; State Eyes LV Casino. Review-Journal, 9/26/67; Carousel Club Closes: IRS Demand Blamed. Review-Journal, 11/20/67; Carousel Wins Okay. Review-Journal, 8/30/68; Associated Press. Board OKs Nugget, Carousel stock sales. Review-Journal, 7/12/73; Garbian to be active in casino activities. Review-Journal, 12/27/74; Al Sachs hold keys to Gamblers Hall. Review-Journal, 5/3/76; Closed Down. Review-Journal, 12/7/79; Opening. Review-Journal, 3/9/80; Charles F. Barnard. The Magic Sign. ST Publications, '93.