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bashed-r4t · 23 days
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Jorge Negrete as Fernando Iturriaga in El peñón de las ánimas (1943) dir. Miguel Zacarías
pt. 2
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cosmonautroger · 4 months
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Élisabeth Sonrel, Female Spirits In A Canyon, 1893
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krinsbez · 5 months
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Presenting...the Pulptober 2024 Prompts
It is months later than it should be, but I have finally gotten it together!
@chronivore, @oldtvandcomics, @themailedfist-blog, @skjam, @haldrada-art And anyone else who is interested.
1-The Shadow/The Hidden Master 2-Doc Savage/Sci-Fi Superman 3-The Green Hornet/I’m Your Villain 4-El Santo/Champion of Justice 5-Vampirella/Monster Hero 6-Steve Canyon/Adventures In Exotic Places 7-The Phantom/Beyond Their Homeland 8-Barbarella/Pulp From Around The World 9- The Lone Ranger/Weapons of Justice 10-Dark Agnes/Iconoclastic Icons 11-Carson Napier/Feats of Courage, Despite Feet of Clay 12-Jack Reacher/Unintentional Pulp 12-Conan/Blood-Stained Smirk 13-Hellboy/Pulp Survivor 14-Dhalua Strong/Behind Every Hero 15-Raffles/Pulp..Hero? 16-The Dragon Lady/Enemy To Ally 17-Doc Sidhe/The Highest Form of Flattery 18-Imaro/Warrior Hero 19-Charlie Chan/Pulp With an Asterisk 20-Sherlock Holmes/Man of Many Talents 21-The Domino Lady/Thrills, Not Kills 22-Zorro/Hero Of The People 23-The Spirit/Hero With A Harem 24-The A-Team/Team of Elites 25-Luke Cage/Hero For Hire 26-Red Sonya and Red Sonja/Not As We Know Them 27-The Sandman/From Pulp To Super 28-Ram Singh/Servant of Justice 29-The Punisher/Justice At Gunpoint 30-Bettie Page/Hero In Adaptation 31-Batman/Undying Heroes
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jameslano · 3 months
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My new zine SPIRIT TALK is now available for pre-order!
Limited to just 11 copies, this 88 page zine collects my favorite photographs captured in Southern Utah last month.
Order today http://www.jameslano.com
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cassowary-dev · 1 year
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Sure, that seems about right for where you'd find that.
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mooshys · 3 months
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the older I get, the more I vibe with futakuchi like yeahhh! you go little bastard! you either die early or let life turn you into an asshole
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krispyweiss · 1 year
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Eagles, Poco Co-founder Randy Meisner Dies at 77
Bassist Randy Meisner, who co-founded Poco and Eagles and was replaced by Timothy B. Schmit in both bands, has died at 77.
Both groups announced Meisner’s July 26 death on social media, with the Eagles citing complications of COPD.
“Randy was an integral part of the Eagles and instrumental in the early success of the band,” the current lineup said in a statement. “His vocal range was astonishing, as is evident on his signature ballad, ‘Take It to the Limit.’”
Former Eagles guitarist Don Felder called Meisner “one of the nicest, sweetest, most talented and funniest guys I’ve ever known.
“It breaks my heart to hear of his passing,” Felder said.
Meisner co-founded Poco after playing with Rick Nelson’s Stone Canyon Band. He left Poco before its first album was released and helped start the Eagles.
“So very sorry to hear of the passing of Randy Meisner,” fellow bassist Leland Sklar said. “So instrumental in the creation of the Eagles.”
There he stayed until 1976’s Hotel California. As had happened with Poco, Schmit took Meisner’s place.
“May Randy Meisner rest in peace and love,” Todd Rundgren’s Spirit of Harmony Foundation said.
7/27/23
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taylorhawkins · 1 month
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I’m pretty deep into Pink Floyd right now and can’t stop thinking about how good NHC’s funky cover of Fearless is…
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plinkcat-gif · 5 months
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how do people beg and plead for asks and then it works. i beg and plead for like. someone to respond to an emoji ask game and i get dirt kicked in my face and spat on
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delusionaldeity-b · 2 years
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(this is not Aonunete, surprisingly lol, but hope u still like it)
my concept design for sorta canyon Na'vi
~ they are relatively nocturnal, because during the day is too hot
~ they live in cave like nooks/crevices of the canyons, where there are some plants and water available (tho if they find an oasis of some kind, they are very protective of it)
~ when they go hunting at night they cover up their bioluminescent freckles with clay paint (which also serves as skin protection + war paint)
~ they have two braids to emulate other animals of Pandora (but only one has the queue inside) + it serves as a symbolic protection (because I read that cutting of the queue leads to an extremely painful death) so they don't reveal to strangers which braid has the queue
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i spent all my brain cells on the close up portrait, so the full body one is simple ehhe (¦3[▓▓]
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bashed-r4t · 21 days
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Jorge Negrete as Fernando Iturriaga in El peñón de las ánimas (1943) directed by Miguel Zacarías
pt. 1
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coffincanary · 1 year
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"Holes"
He is nothing but holes.
The grief is killing him. When he gets dressed in the morning, he chokes it down. The blackness makes him gag when he presses his lips to kiss Lisa’s cheek. He can feel it gripping him like vines, tearing at him when he goes to hug Ben. 
He is trying to fill himself up with them. He is taking in their love, their happiness, and laughter, stuffing himself with it until he is gagging on it, until he can’t breathe, until he feels like he is dying. But he is never full.
He feels like a lock being stuffed with breadcrumbs. Like a sinkhole filled with cotton candy. Like a pond crawling with maggots. 
He still tries to take it in, make himself fit around it, make it fit inside of him because he doesn’t want to be swallowed up. He wants to be as he was before, but he is not himself without them. 
He can still feel them, at times, even though he knows they are not there. They’re screaming together, now, in a place where he has screamed too. He wants to return.
He has tried. Pressed metal to his head, climbed the ledge, felt the hemp around his throat, tempted to paint pictures with his blood on the white bathroom walls. The rustle of feathers always saves him, but it never stays. He is saved but he can’t be helped. Unable to die yet unable to live. 
He goes on. Empty, hollowed up, seen as someone who he no longer is. They do not know him, they never knew him, they can never know him because he is dead in the most meaningless way. You can’t know what isn’t there. Negative space cannot be occupied. How he exists is beyond him. 
He is nothing.
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couldnotbebroken · 1 year
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Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron Collection - Canyon Playset
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cassowary-dev · 1 year
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Testing weird puzzle mechanic for third puzzle/dungeon area
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denkym · 9 months
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SUNSET MYSTICS // Red Rock Canyon, Nevada
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tomepact · 2 years
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✨ + also one of the inspector's brothers.
the eldest of the inspector's brothers, the collector, lies in the territory north of whispering hollow, in a dry badlands area known as the clockwork canyon. though the collector holds the largest domain of the three brothers, the arid location holds little of the lush foliage often depicted among the feywild.
sitting on the border of the seelie and unseelie lands, his domain is in perpetual dusk -- not quite day and not quite night. it is in this unending dim light that the bright array of fluorescent light that fuels the museum is visible.
the museum is the heart of his domain, a massive building seemingly placed out of sorts among the desert. inside, large dioramas depict fierce knights battling fiercer monsters, ladies in fine gowns dancing with their gentlemanly companions, and at the very top of it all -- an empty space marked the dragon of the wastes.
the collector himself is a far more put together type of fellow than his brothers. the only one of the three without a 'monstrous' true form, he has worked tirelessly to build his own from the clockwork pieces he forges: the shell of a clockwork dragon rests in his workshop, waiting to be brought to life by the electricity that sparks from his false hand.
what many outside of the feywild don't know is that the scenes within his museum are made of lost souls who wandered where they should not. lean in too close to a knight's helmet, and you might see the expression of panic written in his features. a lady's grip on her partner might be too tight to have been manufactured.
the collector, indeed, collects things. he collects experiences, potential and the occasional lost adventurer.
meet the npcs!
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