#viv*

[grusinskayas]

Vivien in Covent Garden, January 1959. Scanned from Kendra Bean's An Intimate Portrait.

Her independence of spirit was unusual in the theatre of her era. […] Some insist that she deferred too much to Olivier, that she was too compliant a Galatea to his Pygmalion, even although she was discernibly the more intelligent of the two. However, when it seemed necessary, as on Streetcar, she had no qualms about speaking her mind. In a different modern era, in a less hierarchically structured and patriarchal theatre with more similarly independent-minded women involved in all capacities, her theatrical career could possibly have been even richer. […] That her marriage to Olivier would have endured had she not been Bipolar, which ultimately he found too much to live with, also seems possible; it was her illness, coinciding with his awareness of another “world elsewhere” in the shifting theatrical landscape of the 1950s which finally destroyed their marriage. That she continued to work so regularly with her condition is testament to an extraordinary will power. And to her courage. […] It is often easy to forget that Vivien's life involved an enormous amount of joy.

Dark Star: A Biography of VIvien Leigh by Alan Strachan

[scarlett-witch-simp]

I fucking can't right now guys-

[demonsteapot]

figured out formatting codes

[ladysantos]

legends and lattes ☕

[thethoriumreactor]

Have a meme because I have no self control

Lucifer just seems like the kinda guy who’d lose his mind over ppl being too hot (our bi short king)

I spent way too much effort on this pls like it ily 🙏

Bonus (radioapple) doodles as always (edit: I. I just realised I forgot Al’s monocle in both doodles. I am dying inside. Why did no one tell me.):

[satoumafuyuss]

In good hands.

[hattersarts]

Viv & Cleo comic from last year. cleos the company nepo baby and viv's her boss who used to work with her dad

[notherpuppet]

Cleaned up an old comic for Ace Alastor Week 2024!

Based on a convo between my friends and I on my birthday 🥳

[greykolla-art]

Let’s me just dump these sketches over here.

I’ve been thinking so much about Alastor’s character and motivations I’m so in love!

He gives me: “I’m so terrified of feeling weak or vulnerable that I’ll do anything to never feel that.”

Deer boy, you realise sir Pentious is braver than you???

[brooke-beaches]

Best boys. And Connor’s laces are untied a lot post-game bc he's not used to having them lol

[theoddest1]

Lmaoooo

Edit:

Samantha is a Story Artist, Animator, and Animation BFA who works for Viv on both HH and HB.

2nd Edit: Some of y'all need to chill in the comments with certain things you say. It ain't finna make any point come across decently with how you spread some info. I get being mad at some of the reactions, don't get me wrong, but bring it back down slow plz.

[grusinskayas]

November 5th 1961 as the company of the Old Vic threw a surprise party for Vivien on her 48th birthday. Scanned from Kendra Bean’s An Intimate Portrait.

I remember her now–walking like an eager boy through temples in Ceylon–walking in the wind near Notley. I always see her hurrying through life. I miss the fact that she is not somewhere in London or Greece or New York, among her friends, talking volumes–with those bright eyes always in laughter. –Peter Finch

Give us courage and gaiety and the quiet mind… strength to encounter that which is to come, that we may be brave in peril, constant in tribulation, temperate in wrath, and in all changes of fortune and, down to the gates of death, loyal and loving, one to the other. –Passage from “We Thank Thee” by Robert Louis Stevenson, poem entered by Vivien in her Commonplace Book.

[subbing-for-katsuki]

🧡💚🖤🧡💚🖤

There's nothing quite like the look Katsuki gives you when he's fucking you.

His brow is furrowed, which isn't unusual. It's not in the set of his jaw, either, or the punishing tempo of his hips slapping against yours. Pinning you down effortlessly, almost in a mating press.

What's nearly etheral are those deep red eyes trained on you. Watching you, picking you apart. Even with his breath growling out of him, the bass vibrates between both your chests. Makes your heart flutter.

He's watching you. For as much shit as he gives his old childhood friend, he is just as observant, just as meticulous in gathering information. In some ways, perhaps more so. Instead of penning it in a notebook, he sears it into his mind, his soul. From the slack of your jaw to the arch in your back, the way your eyes lose focus when his cock angles juuust right in your plush walls. The cute little tears gathering in your eyes, the pleading arches of your brows informing him that you're almost there.

You gurgle out a pathetic, whimpering moan. Such a delicate thing - he captures the sound with his lips, wanting to taste your sweet release on his tongue just as he feels your pussy gushing with slick around his cock.

He chuckles, biting your lower lip softly. A warning nip.

"Y'know, I'm not even close to done with you yet, pretty."

🧡💚🖤🧡💚🖤

[may12324]

Viv and Tandri

[bunabi]

If Sera was here she'd call them Elgar'fart and Ghilan'taint and bully them into surrendering

[sunlit-mess]

Already broken