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Wood Engraving Wednesday
SARAH VAN NIEKERK
English artist Sarah Van Niekerk (1934 - 2018) was an award-winning Illustrator and wood engraver, a member of the Society of Wood Engravers (SWE), and the Society's chair, 1995-1998. This print, Rams, was printed from the original block in 2020 Vision: Nineteen Wood Engravers, One Collector, and the Artists Who Inspired Them, printed in 2020 by Patrick Randle’s Nomad Letterpress at the Whittington Press in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire, in an edition of 340 copies for the 100th anniversary of the Society of Wood Engravers. Unfortunately, Van Niekerk died during the planning of the book and her daughter Jess wrote the text for mother's entry and helped select the block to be printed.
Sarah Van Niekerk attended the Central School of Arts and Crafts (1951-1954) where she studied with wood engraver and sculptor Gertrude Hermes who greatly influenced her work. She continued her education at the Slade School (1955-1956) and much later taught wood engraving at the Royal Academy of Art (1976-1986) and the City and Guilds Art School (1979-1998), and for many years was a tutor at West Dean College. Besides being a member of SWE, she was also a Fellow of the Royal Society of Painter-Printmakers and a Royal West of England Academician.
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americanrequiems · 2 months
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Polaroids on the set of "The Outsiders" 1983 dir. Francis Ford Coppola
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spikedhe4rt · 10 months
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hi! I love your writing so much! I was wondering if you could do some headcannons about dating Sodapop? can be sfw or nsfw <3 thank you sm 🫶🏻🫶🏻
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Sodapop Curtis x Reader Headcannons 💕
A/N: I did sfw and nsfw! Hope you enjoy this! My request box is open. Feel free to request anything!
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❥ When you guys met, you both were 16
❥ You started off as friends as he was just getting over Sandy
❥ After a while, romantic feelings came about.
❥ You were each others favorite people. you helped him through his heartbreak and he helped you with just his presence.
❥ You fell first and he fell harder in a way.
❥ Cuddling even before you started dating
"Soda, can we cuddle?" He turns around, your backs no longer facing eachother. He nods sleepily and holds you tight.
❥ Once you guys started dating, your relationship was the same but 10x
❥ He loves to give you forehead kisses
❥ He's not one for holding hands but his arm stays around your waist.
❥ Sometimes you'll just find him staring at you, and he claims he's "admiring your beauty"
❥ He gives some the most heart warming hugs
❥ Taking non-sexual showers together.
❥ Him showing off in-front of you and making you flustered!
"Soda focus and stop flexing for your girlfriend" Pony said after a groan. Him and Soda were moving their bed frame but Soda kept flexing bc you were there.
❥ Hands on your thigh every time he drives.
❥ He puts a little money up every check to save up for promise ring
❥ Since he doesn't have the money yet, He makes you paper rings.
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❥ He into breath play. Your hand on his neck sends him all the way. He loves how his hand looks around your neck.
❥ He prefers to give instead of receive.
❥ He gives the best head. He makes it almost impossible to stay quiet.
❥ He loves having his own hair pulled in bed. You discovered it on accident. He whimpered when it happened
Soda had his mouth on your clit, sucking every now and then. “Keep going, Soda. Fuck!” Your hands started tugging harshly at his hair. He whimpered slightly into your pussy. “Do it again”
❥ He loves to fuck raw but only when you are on the pill.
❥ Leaves huge hickeys almost everywhere.
❥ He loves to watch you beg but he’s not afraid to do it too.
❥ Hes very loud most of the time. You’ve had to put your hand over his mouth a couple times.
❥ He prefers to take you from the back but still fucks in missionary
❥ He’s a big sucker for overstimulation.
“You’re so sensitive, huh? Give me a couple more.”
❥ He likes when you guys make eye contact when he’s thrusting into you.
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tuffer-thxn-srandle · 10 months
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And some more behind the scenes of “The Outsiders 1983” because I have whole albums full of these
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darrysgirl · 11 months
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Handcuffs || Dallas Winston
Warnings: p in v, oral (f receiving), fingering, overstimulation, dom!dally, sub!reader, blindfolding, handcuffing
Summary: reader teases Dallas infront of the gang, making him really hard. he takes reader back home and punishes her.
Word count: 822
It was around ten in the evening, the whole gang, except from Darry since he was at work. I was sat on the couch on Dally’s lap, I couldn’t get comfy so i kept moving about, feeling something hard underneath me. “Stop moving.” Dally groans quietly in my ear. I kiss his cheek and continue to move around. He leans his forehead on my shoulder. “Fucking stop it.” He whispers, I go to get up, discreetly grabbing his crotch. I walk into the kitchen, getting myself a glass of water.
Dallas walks in after me, slapping my ass as he stand behind me. Pressing his crotch onto my ass, “You ever do that in-front of everyone again, you’re getting punished.” He tells me. I nod, turning the tap off as we go back to where we sat before. I sit down on Dally’s lap again, and I move around again just to piss him off. He puts his hand on my thigh and squeezes it, “What did I say in the kitchen, doll?” He whispers, “Don’t know, Dal. I didn’t listen.” I smirk as I take a sip of my water.
Dallas takes the cup out of my hand and places it on the coffee table. He pulls me up with him, “Me and Y/n are going home.” He tells everyone, my cheeks go red as I know what’s about to happen. “Okay, Dal. See you later.” Sodapop says, waving us off. Dallas grabs my hand and drags me out of the door and back to out place. We get to the front door, he unlocks the door and drags me upstairs to our room. He pushes me onto the bed, “Strip.” He says, I obey, stripping all over clothing off. “Lie down, doll.” He demands, I obey again.
He pulls two pairs of handcuffs out of one of the nightstands draws. He cuffs my hands to the headboard and then cuffs my legs to the bottom of the bed. “Why are you cuffing my legs?” I ask. “So you can’t squeeze your legs together or anything.” He tells me, I whine. I was dripping wet by this point, I was so turned on and needed him inside of me. Dallas runs his fingers through my wet folds, causing me to shudder. He slowly inserts one finger inside of me, I let out a low moan. “More.” I say, he shakes his head. He continues to slowly move his one finger inside of me, till I get towards an orgasm which he quickly denies and takes his finger out.
“Dallas.” I growl, he laughs. I was soaking the bedsheets, he shakes his head. “I’m quite thirsty, doll.” He says, slowly rubbing my clit, my eyes rolls back. “Gonna go grab a beer.” He tells me before walking out. “No, Dal. Get back here!!” I shout, whining at the same time because I needed to cum so badly. I try squeezing my legs together but I couldn’t because of the handcuffs. “Dallas!” I shout, “Be back up in 5, just finishin’ my beer!” He shouts back. I whine, trying to squeeze my legs together again.
It had been five minutes, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Dallas barges through the door, shirtless. He strips his pants and boxers off, leaving him completely naked. He gets in between my legs and slams himself straight into me. I scream out, cumming straight away due to how desperate I was and how much he edged me. “Dallas,” I whimper, I had become so sensitive. It hurt so bad but it felt so good at the same time. I was so close to my second orgasm.
Dallas was pounding into me, relentlessly. "Dal, it hurts." I whine, cumming again while pulling at the handcuffs. "You're doing so good, Doll. Takin' me so well." He grunts as he drills into me, I watch as he disappears inside of me, and so does he. This pushes him over the edge and he spills his warm cum inside of me. My legs were shaking and I was sweating. "You did so good, pretty girl." Dallas praises.
He picks me up and takes me to the bathroom, he places me on the toilet so I could pee. He wanders off into the bedroom and changes the sheets, putting the dirty ones in the laundry basket. Dallas comes back into the bathroom, and he carries me back into the bedroom. He places me onto the bed, helping me get dressed as we had to go back to the Curtis'. Once I was fully dressed, I sit at my vanity and freshen my makeup. When I looked presentable, we headed out the house. I lcoked the door behind us. Dallas wraps his arm around me, and kisses my head.
"I love you, Doll." He grins, I look up at him and smile. "I love you too, Dal." I say, cuddling into his side.
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gre4zerz · 9 days
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My Pinterest isn't being nice to me anymore.
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hellsfanatic · 1 year
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my mom just sent me this and why is matt just sitting there
he is the most fitting to do this and he just??
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filmfanaticsblog · 8 months
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Matt Dillon as Dallas “Dally” Winston in The Outsiders (1983)
★★★★★
“Dally is cold, mean, and tough. He is far tougher than the other members of the Greasers. He does not respect the law and often finds himself involved in crime. He slashes tires, steals, and acts regardless of the law.”
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ponyspepsiaddiction · 22 days
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So i got bored and made a list of outsiders ice cream hcs
Darry - Pistachio + caramel pecan
Johnny - also likes caramel pecan + strawberry
Ponyboy - cookies and cream that’s final
Sodapop - cotton candy
Two-Bit - rocky road please he has to love it there’s no way he doesn’t guys
Dallas - cheesecake + cherry
Steve - chocolate fudge
I will not elaborate
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johnnycakesb14de · 3 months
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CUTE THINGS THE OUTSIDERS WOULD DO FOR YOU ON VALENTINE'S DAY
Darry
Would get you flowers and chocolate or just your preferred candy
He's a average man
Would take you out or cook you dinner what ever you want
Sodapop
Would take you out to dinner get you flowers
Hes gen just so sweet
Smother you even more than he usually does
Ponyboy
HE WOULD DEFINITELY DO THE JAR WITH LIKE 100 LOVE NOTE THINGYS
he just is really good with words
Would be such a dork about it and darry probably walked in on him when he was writing them
Johnny
He would find out your favorite animal and get you a stuffed animal of it with a big love note tied to it Ponyboy helped
He is too shy to say the things so he'd write them
Stared into your soul as you read it hoping you wouldn't cringe
Dallas
This one's kinda long
He would act like he doesn't gaf about Valentine's Day but when you woke up there was a small bag with a bunch of things you've said you wanted
He definitely harassed your friends in to telling him some of the things you like but he didn't really need their help
When you thanked him he probably said
"Mayn, that wasn't even me mayn. Your trippin'."
Steve
Would take you out and probably had a big ass present for you
Like candy, stuffed animal, just things you love in general
Would be nicer than usual
Two-bit
Now we already know mans loves Micky so he got you a Minnie mouse plush
Would cuddle you all day and for once let you pick what y'all watch
It would be so cute
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Steve, watching Ponyboy and Darry panic: What's going on?  Sodapop: Darry is having a midlife crisis and Ponyboy is just having a crisis.
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uwmspeccoll · 4 months
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Wood Engraving Wednesday
HOWARD PHIPPS
This wood engraving of Eggardon Hill in Dorset, England by British artist Howard Phipps (b. 1954) was produced in 2019 for the publication 2020 Vision: Nineteen Wood Engravers, One Collector, and the Artists Who Inspired Them, printed in 2020 by Patrick Randle’s Nomad Letterpress at the Whittington Press in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire, in an edition of 340 copies for the 100th anniversary of the Society of Wood Engravers. In the book, Phipps identifies Edgar Degas, John Nash, and Eric Ravilious as strong influences. Phipps himself started off as a painter in the 1970s, making only occasional prints. His development as an engraver coincided with the revival of the Society of Wood Engravers in the 1980s. About this print, he writes:
I was interested in the ancient signs of humanity apparent in this landscape, and I like to use light to reveal the underlying sculpture of the striking hill forms, where chalk trackways draw the eye into or around deep combes.
Phipps was born in Colwyn Bay, North Wales and was raised in Cheltenham, England. He studied Fine Art at Gloucestershire College of Art in the early 1970s and taught in Plymouth for a while before settling in Salisbury in 1980. He was elected Royal West of England Academy (RWA) Academician in 1979 and a member of the Society of Wood Engravers in 1985.
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enteratrance · 5 months
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If u told me this was a boyband, I would believe you. Like Francis Ford Coppola had a vision!
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spikedhe4rt · 10 months
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Request by: @whoreforbrownies
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I finished putting on my final stroke of blush before packing up my makeup container. I had a date with Soda tonight. I walked over to my closet, searching for something nice but classy to wear. I pushed all the other hangers to the side as I settled on a little black dress that i hadn't worn in a while.
I pulled out of my pajamas leaving me in just my underwear and bra. After that, I realized that the dress was tight enough to show my pantyline. I decided to just not wear any, its not like anyone could notice. Once I was dressed, I took my hair down from its ponytail, finishing my look.
I walked downstairs to grab my black flats and made sure to unlock my door for Soda. I make sure to unlock it for him all the time so he can just walk in. He was taking me to a restaurant that we've never been too. He wanted to try something new.
I was putting on my second flat when I heard my door shut and close. "Babe!" he yelled out for me. "Im in here" I replied. I heard running then felt hands around my waist. "You look so good." Soda whispered into my ear. It sent tingles down my spine.
He took me to his car aka Darry's truck that he borrowed. Soda kept his hand on my plump thigh as he drove. I just stared at him, watching him focus on the road and looking at his amazing features. "Anyone ever tell you you're a fine man, Sodapop Curtis." I giggled at my own joke. He smiled and shook his head slightly "Ive heard it couple times I think."
We arrived at the restaurant after 5 minutes of driving. Soda walked up and told them we were ready for our reservation. Fancy. He walked back over to me, grabbing my hand, walking us over to our table. A waiter came to take our drink orders, he was eyeing my figure but I chose to ignore it.
Im guessing Soda noticed because his grip on the table tightened.
I gulped because I knew he was jealous. Soda scooted his chair closer to me and leaned into my ear, "Im gonna rip that pretty dress off you later." he said as he squeezed the fat of my hip. I whimpered quietly, clearly getting worked up from just that. He scooted his chair back to his original spot, continuing on like nothing.
The waiter came back with our drinks, setting them down lightly and walking away. I sipped my lemonade as I tried to get my mind off of Sodas words. My thighs clenched in anticipation for what happening later. "What would you like, ma'am?" the waiter said to me, snapping me out of my trance. "Ill take the fettuccine pasta. T-thank you." I rush out quickly.
Soda told the waiter what he wanted, not even looking at the menu. Once the waiter left, Soda scooted his seat back over to me. "I got you all worked up, didn't I?" he said. "Soda, I want you" I whispered back to him.
He smirked, "And you can have me...after dinner." He knew what he was doing and he knew how i would react. Asshole. "Please, Soda!" I begged again. He pinched my thigh lightly right where the hem of the tight dress started. "After dinner, ok?" he said to me. I whimpered quietly once again before giving a shy nod.
By the time dinner was over, I was desperate and soaked. As we walked into my door, my back was already being pushed against a wall. Soda hot tongue ran against the soft skin of my neck as I moaned out. "Ive been waiting to do this all night, pretty girl" he mumbled between kissing my neck.
I felt his hand trail down to bottom of my dress.
The cold air hit my bare bottom half as he yanked my dress up. Soda brought his hand to my pussy, his fingers pushing through my arousal. "Fuck! Soda, please." His lips found there way to mine in a rush after that. I felt a finger push into me as we continued to makeout. The stimulation made me moan into his mouth, fueling him on even more.
I pulled away from his lips to beg for more, wanting to feel more satisfaction. "More, Soda more!" He smirked at my begging. "You're such a slut for me." I whimpered at his degrading words. Another digit found its way inside me, making me mewl from the feeling. "Shit, Soda keep fucking going!" He curled his two fingers inside, massaging my g-spot. My moans poured out, echoing in the room.
I draped my arms over Sodas shoulders, trying to maintain balance. A thumb found its way to my clit, the light circles on it making me silently scream. "You like that don't you, baby?" I nodded rapidly, "Yes, I love it! Fuck!" My pleas of "Faster" and "Just like that!" were loud. I felt my peak getting closer and closer as Soda rammed his fingers into me. I leaned forward until my head was in the crook of his neck, suddenly feeling shy.
Sodas free hand came to my chin, lifting my head up to look into his blue eyes. "Come on, don't get shy on me now. Come for me!" I cried out at his words, about to topple over the edge. "Fuck, Soda. I'm cumming!" My release gushed over finger, coating them slightly.
Soda brought his arousal coated hand up to my mouth, offering me a taste of myself. I immediately took his offer, running my tongue over the two digits. I began to pull off my dress before being stop. "You look so pretty, keep it on for me and turn around." I followed his directions with a smile.
My hands touched were braced on the cold wall, waiting in anticipation. "I cant believe you had no panties on in that nice place like a slut, sweetheart." his tone was sultry as he spoke. "Please, Soda! Fuck me." I heard a fly zip down and the buckle of his brown leather belt hit the floor.
Next thing I know, I felt the tip of Soda hard cock against my puffy cunt. I recoiled slightly at the sensation before whimpering from sensitivity. Sodas hands came to my hips, gripping them harshly as he pushed into me. We both moaned at the feeling. His thrust started at a unruly pace, making me silently scream once again.  "Soda! I love you so much. Oh!" I moaned out, already feeling breathless.
One of his hands came up to grab my breast from the back, slightly tweaking my nipple. "I love you too, pretty girl. You're so good for me!" Fuck. His other hand came up to my hair, pulling slightly. "Soda please pull harder." He let out a nod before pulling me back by my hair, my back again his bare chest. "Fuck!" he groaned out as I clenched around his cock.
He continued to thrust into me as I mewled and moaned. "F-feels so good" I whimpered out. "Yea? You like that" he responded. Soda hand cracked down on my ass, the sting only adding to the pleasure. "Yesss! I love it, Soda."
His thrusts remained steady as our bodies collided. I brought my hand down to my needy clit, making sure to get steady first. I rubbed tight  and soft circles on my clit, making myself shudder at the pleasure. "Mmmm" I moaned. My orgasm only got closer as we continued.
"Soda! M'gonna cum. I wanna cum. Please!" I felt like I was in heaven with the pleasure he was giving me. His thrusts started to become sloppier, signaling he was close. "Im right there with you sweetheart. Cum all over my cock!" Soda pushed into me a couple times before I finally came. "Oh shit! Cum inside me please. I begged.
He moaned as he released his warm cum into me, making me moan once again. He pulled out of me and turned me around. My back was once again against the wall as Soda pushed his lips onto mine. His cum was leaking down my thighs as we made out. "You're definitely wearing this dress around me 24/7" I smiled at him before giving a final kiss.
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A/N: I hope you enjoyed this! This was a request from my tumblr. Thank you guys for all the support. Its means everything to me and my request box is always open <3
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tuffer-thxn-srandle · 10 months
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Since the last one got so many likes, here’s some more
Behind the scenes photos with the cast in “The Outsiders 1983”
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ponys-girl · 6 months
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Bro Listens to Mitski (modern)
Darry: You always have those darn headphones in, what're ya even listenin' to? Ponyboy: Mitski Johnny: I showed him Mitski, I am proud. Dally: Ha, twink. Ponyboy: At least I don't listen to whimpering audios Darry: W H A T Soda: W H A T Steve: W H A T Johnny: You guys didn't already know this...? Two-Bit: W H A T (same)
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