#dandy dian

[starrysharks]

Ooo!! Which OC was your favorite to design? (Feel free to list multiple if you can't chose!!)

honestly the funnest characters to design are the ones where you instantly know what their ***color pallete*** will be cuz it's all fine and dandy knowing the shape and the face until you realise you have no clue what colors you're going to slap on those shapes and face. that being said the funnest funkiest top 5 are as follows -

5. diane lodestar

even her first design 2 ish years ago was fun to draw (brace yourself for ugly old zeno art):

(why was she so skinny here...💔) anyway i knew exactly what she was going to look like because she was heavily based on that one pokemon character (wicke) and just had a fun futuristic pallete i guess? and now her features are more stylised which is fun. there's a reason she barely changed after her first design lol

4. needles (of the church)

here i'll also say that needles doesn't have a last name so she's just called needles of the church! anyway i drew her up in one go and i knew i had a hit on my hands, she's very fun to draw and i love her very much even though she kills indiscriminately

(first design of her, complete with all my ref pics so you can take a peek into the inner machine algorithm workings of zenobot-3000)

(final design noticed how hardly anything has changed. she is too cute and perfect for this world)

3. lars lycan

i don't have many big guy ocs so lars is fun to draw because he's so top heavy. also the like line/swoop thingy shape he has going on that's fun idk how to describe it sorry

(literally cannot crop shear out of this image without cropping out lars' snout which is kind of in character for shear lol. also having 6 top surgery scars (yes the x's are scars) doesnt really make sense but its funny and it fills up the torso and its fun to draw)

2. doctor novocaine

big hair twintails upturned eyes :3 face and cotton candy/toothpaste/trans flag colors NUFF SAID 😤😤😤

1. octaviaaaaaaaaaaa

she's fuckin COOL!!!!! also here's the first sketch of her most recent design. even when i gave her and savory massive overhauls i hardly changed her apart from getting rid of a lab coat and slightly changing the dress and changing the color palette to be edgier and when i say it like that it sounds like a lot but its really not kind of

(ohmygod she looks so weird without lips honestly ,,,, and also her face was kinda long it's like flatter and wider now,,, i gotta redo her refsheet man)

#ask zeno #oc rambling #long post #im sure the people who like my chara designs will enjoy analysing this frame by frame 👀 #<- (REFERENCE BTW 😭) #zeno's art

[katy-133]

Prime's Portal Gun

[This post is copy/pasted from multiple reblog posts I wrote for the Rick C-137 & Prime Masterpost on Rick and Morty. I'm putting my thoughts in its own post for organisational purposes.]

This wasn't me who spotted this, it was @sleepylotus137 who spotted this (Tumblr post source and reblog).

In season 5 ep 9, Morty and Nick finds an extra portal gun of Rick's in a box labelled "Prototype." When Nick holds it, we can see it has 9 green lights:

This portal gun doesn't look like C-137's--which resembles a dustbuster/barcode scanner, and has a row of 3 green lights:

It DOES however look like Prime's portal gun, with the 9 green lights:

And why was it labelled Prototype? C-137's prototype (that doesn't work) looks different, albeit, it's seen only in the made up backstory:

And after kid!Beth and Diane die, C-137's first working portal gun looks like this in the season 6 flashback:

It looks different, like it was crudely built. Which means that the 9 lights "Prototype"-labelled portal gun isn't C-137's: He would have used that one to leave (since it works), and if it was a later upgrade that he made, why afterwards downgrade back to the dustbuster one we always see him with? Because the Prototype is Prime's portal gun.

So why does C-137 have Prime's portal gun? It doesn't make sense if you go by season 3's (made up) flashback with Prime, since he offers portal travel and then leaves with it when C-137 refuses the offer.

If we go by season 6's flashback (pictured below), it still doesn't make sense, as that version of Prime does the same thing (portals out of C-137's garage, taking the portal gun with him).

So, one of two things is happening here:

1) C-137 has it because Prime left it in his garage in his own dimension (the "Cronenberged Dimension") and C-137 stole it. Morty finds the prototype in season 5, which means, if we take a look at my handy dandy timeline infographic, means that Morty found it in the "Frundled Dimension," not Prime's dimension. And C-137 didn't appear to take any of his garage equipment with him when he and Morty left that dimension in Rick Potion #9. So we can rule that possibility out. Therefore:

2) For Prime's portal gun to be in C-137's possession, Prime must have visited C-137 multiple times. Enough times that Prime was already giving him things.

#rick and morty #storytelling #my text #headcanon #long post

[aliveandfullofjoy]

nobody asked but i started my day off with attempting a ranking of the best actor and actress oscar winners lmfao so here are my personal top fifteens <3

actress

vivien leigh, gone with the wind (1939)

emma thompson, howards end (1992)

janet gaynor, sunrise: a song of two humans (1928)

olivia de havilland, the heiress (1949)

elizabeth taylor, who's afraid of virginia woolf? (1966)

meryl streep, sophie's choice (1982)

michelle yeoh, everything everywhere all at once (2022)

diane keaton, annie hall (1977)

marion cotillard, la vie en rose (2007)

emma stone, poor things (2023)

liza minnelli, cabaret (1972)

julie andrews, mary poppins (1964)

jane fonda, klute (1971)

cher, moonstruck (1987)

frances mcdormand, fargo (1996)

(stone might seem a touch premature, and i was fully #teamlily this year, but it's a mind-blowing performance imo and one of the very best to win so! here we are)

actor

f. murray abraham, amadeus (1984)

marlon brando, on the waterfront (1954)

robert de niro, raging bull (1980)

daniel day-lewis, there will be blood (2007)

clark gable, it happened one night (1934)

anthony hopkins, the father (2020)

james cagney, yankee doodle dandy (1942)

anthony hopkins, the silence of the lambs (1991)

gregory peck, to kill a mockingbird (1962)

casey affleck, manchester by the sea (2016)

fredric march, the best years of our lives (1946)

daniel day-lewis, lincoln (2012)

alec guinness, the bridge on the river kwai (1957)

philip seymour hoffman, capote (2005)

sidney poitier, lilies of the field (1963)

(honest to god didn't even realize both of hopkins' movies made it in the top 10 till just now but i stand by it)

and just to be rude, the bottom five, from worst to slightly less worse:

actress

mary pickford, coquette (1929)

luise rainer, the good earth (1937)

joan fontaine, suspicion (1941)

kate winslet, the reader (2008)

sandra bullock, the blind side (2009)

actor

roberto benigni, life is beautiful (1998)

brendan fraser, the whale (2022)

sean penn, mystic river (2003)

george arliss, disraeli (1930)

john wayne, true grit (1969)

#this was fun #the highs in best actress > the highs in best actor #but the lows... the lows are also lower in best actress imo lol

[bobbie-robron]

Although I’m not sure Edna would appreciate the competition. She might turn you into a frog.

Two brief scenes to close out October of that year with Victoria not a happy girl with Robert because he wouldn’t let her go trick or treating until Katie offers to go with her making her up as a witch (giving Edna competition). Robert also asks Katie to help him out since Jack & Diane are in Las Vegas. Well, that’s fine and dandy until Andy shows up and Victoria gets into another snit since Robert won’t allow her to spend time with him so forget Halloween.

31-Oct-2004

#classic ED #classic ED robert’s story #20041031 #episode 3884 #classic ED 2004 #200410 #no Classic ED the last week of December #two brief filler scenes #robert sugden #karl davies #katie sugden #victoria sugden #andy sugden #wicked witch of emmerdale #jack and diane got to vegas whole our lads didn’t 😔 #Victoria has an attitude towards robert 🙄

[pirafuero-blog]

Last Diane post was a bit sad so heres a more positive one

After finding out that the Ranger is all fine and dandy AND that there being taken for by none other than Claire she relaxed abit knowning that there in good hands however,she is curious as to How she found them before authorities could

So after things calmed down around the area she decided to head on over, bringing another ranger to drive her over since it was getting late and as we know diane cant drive at night

Once at the Den, the pact is of course surprissed, thinking that there here to question them or worse. However when Beth/Knight opened the door, surprissed to see the sweet ol lady that brough them cookies on there first day in Glenwood. After introducing herself and offering some sweets she entered the Den. Evie greeted her from a distance since she didnt want Diane seeing her fangs and possibly freaking out

Thou when she asked for Claire both Knight and Beth gave excuses for Claire since her eyes were stil pitch-black from using exesive blood magic. So the duo decided to keep her company, talk to her, reassure her, hear some funny ranger stories while enjoying lovely home-made sweets. A nice way to relax after the chaotic events

#castleaudios ranger #castleaudios #castleaudio

[abbatoirablaze]

AOD, Two Sides Of The Same Coin, Chapter 2

Word Count:  871

“Are you okay?” Ari asked.  Frank frowned, looking at his boyfriend.  He bit his lip but refused to answer.  Ari sighed, “hey…look at me, Frank.”

Frank shot him a look, and Ari’s frown matched Franks. 

“I’m fine,” he said sarcastically, “you know…just dandy after finding out that Diane was raped by Lee and she’s pregnant.”

“Hey…things wil-“

“Don’t say things will get better Ari,” Frank warned, “I know that you think keeping her safe and hidden away is good for her, but we were tired of running.  That’s why we looked to Lucas Lee in the first place.  He was going to help us get away from our parents.  They were hunting us down.”

“She’s safe, Frank,” Ari tried, reaching out for him.  Frank huffed, but let Ari pull him into his grasp, “your parents won’t find her.  Lucas wouldn’t find her…she’s safe.”

“I know you say that, bu-“

“Trust me,” Ari said firmly.  Frank nodded and Ari pressed a kiss to his temple.  His hand wrapped around Frank’s waist, and he thumbed the top hem of the younger man’s sleep pants, “come back to bed…yeah?  Let me help you get relaxed…let me-“

“You’re not fucking me, Ari,” he growled, suddenly going cold as he began to feel like an object, “I’m not some toy you can pump a load into and then-“

“I was actually going to let you pump a load into me…two if just my mouth wasn’t enough in comforting you,” Ari said softly, pressing another kiss to his boyfriend.  Frank moaned, melting into the touch of his boyfriend.  While he was happy with Ari, the feeling of being in control was still very much foreign to him.  So he was surprised in feeling his boyfriend’s large hand graze over his appendage, and then disappear, “but if you don’t want me to touch you, I won’t, Frank.”

“Don’t stop,” the younger man pled, already craving his boyfriend’s touch.  He turned around in Ari’s arms, no longer looking out the window into the still living city, despite its odd hour.  He looked up into Ari’s blue-green eyes, his own hooded with lust as his lips grazed the older man’s own, “don’t stop, Ari…”

“Do you want me to take you in my mouth, Frank?”

“Get on your knees,” Frank commanded softly, wanting to feel the power that Ari allowed him to feel for months, ever since their relationship started.   Ari nodded softly and dropped to his knees, his eyes never leaving Franks as he pressed a series of kisses along the outline of his boyfriend’s bulge.  Frank gasped, his breathing becoming heavier as he watched Ari relinquish control to him, “do you like being on your knees for me?”

“I’ll do whatever you want,” Ari promised as his hands gently massaged Frank’s hips, “I told you that I would help you…that I would be here for you however you wanted me to…that I would love you.  I just need you tell me what to do, and I’ll do it, Frank…”

“I want to see my sister,” Frank demanded, knowing that Ari would cave to his demands.  Ari nodded, his mouth pressing firmer kisses to the head of Frank’s cock through the cotton sleep pants, “tell me I can see Diane.  A-and then take care of me…just like you promised.”

“We’ll go to her in the morning…I promise…”

Frank nodded, more to himself as he gripped Ari’s hair, “take off my pants…Ari…”

“Whatever you want, Frank.” He purred, following his boyfriend’s instructions.  Frank watched Ari nearly drooling over his cock.  He went to lick the hard appendage, but Frank tugged on his hair, keeping his head in place and just out of reach from his tongue’s goal.  He hissed at the slightly unnatural angle, and the hard tug on his tresses, “Frank…please…”

“Beg me for it.”

Ari whimpered, wanting nothing more than to suck his boyfriend’s cock, “Frank…”

“If you want me, make me believe it, Ari.”

“I do want you…”

He went to lean forward again, his tongue sticking out, but Frank held firm on his hair. 

“SHIT!  Frank.  Please.  I know that you want me to do it as much as I want to be doing it.”

“Beg.  For. It.”

“I’m on my knees, baby,” Ari whimpered, reduced to nothing more than a beggar, “please…let me suck your cock, Frank?  Let me make you feel good!”

“Why?”

“Because it’s my purpose.”

Frank released his boyfriend’s hair, and Ari was hungry.  He gripped Frank’s hips hard and didn’t waste any time in pushing Frank’s thick cock between his lips.  Frank groaned, watching his cock stretch his boyfriend’s mouth.  Ari moaned, his eyes nearly rolling back into his head when Frank reached back down to tangle his hands in his hair, and gently buck his hips so that his length was forced down his boyfriend’s throat.

“Thank you, baby,” Frank praised his boyfriend as he began to work on him.  Frank looked at Ari appreciatively, knowing that his boyfriend willingly gave up his own power in the bedroom to make him feel more in control, “I love you, Ari…”

He noticed the tears on his boyfriend’s cheeks as Ari choked on Frank’s cock, stumbling out an “I love you, Frank!”

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[libidomechanica]

Eyes, by Loue direct

A curtal sonnet sequence

               1

Grown hazy by morning. Stone Walls do not yet know how first he met her? But like an army in battle needes to rise that oil’d and but not to bend, and watercresses. Hail, Poesie! And Grisi’s existence embittered! ’ Sweet music swims back to thee as he that twenty add a hundred course! She giuen hath: that was, indeed. Add this day, dead broke. Wildly on Sir Leoline; softly tread, an image I do not a moonbeam enter too.

               2

I dream’d, then neuer thou wouldst consecrate! Of all I haue with bulrush and I that: whom shall doffe her for escape writing of the woman climbs into his brutal scorn— what could hardens fine, her wishes him cripple, or poet these quicker elements the devil mocks the dead prime: but hauing lost the race? The receive!—Gentle spright, that fall before then yron soft as pudding, slops into the makers art. Your lovemaking, like hair.

               3

I, who saw the better part, while thy breast, thought I hear her mouth is vaine all we see the wine. And count as slowly at her cloudy griefe within my mew, a-painting then— he took, cuckoo; cuckoo, cuckoo then, folk at church hath my breast, than clear, some ruffled rose which we stay, my cruell to come forrit, honest Allan! Then thing—too this could no less than one: the blood so free; shake hands do tie me day become sounds of dewtie, my hart will be.

               4

Thy Lover, and loued the maketh it be corruption, that all things huge and them bristled at my side veil’d Melancholy has her image with rolling pin, over the cottage warm; thy power to the Moone: for thence the approve of youth, which certain zest to beare: what, he! Long with her circle. Cries aloud, with some dear embodied Good, some living Love before these friend. The thin gray cloud with his shirt off, dancing alone so many?

               5

Go call the foolish hearty Purpose made? That dandy-despot, he, that we have given admiring stars, in the lady bade, did she know in part; but when someone you loved the cincture from the truth to life might send for the chamber shut fast their doome there, is this all things which else would sigh back again returnd the great deale of good matter, like clouds depart not formost place that glances past, with that leads to perplext, Oh Some day.

               6

That must be he I was a life its praises dew, it rauisht quite as in the upper sky, do love the sky. That soonest fals when we see. No, no, let him from them the train amang, while greasy Joan doth frame, auise them dear deliverers, and liken they: alas that would haue shortly wel recured by those two foes above; and her sorowes shortly ease: but mine: give me. Happy ye leaue to me, starlight. Whose gesture lifts the green.

               7

My cup, and comfort her though she passion sometimes I range, o yearning kiss: courting a wanton ways: I measureless ill. There her lyps, such grace expelling, now set a wrathful Dian’s this brand, and the lake: tell her head, each shrunken deep of all these are the top of all the good which doth lay, thou English poets who grew up with thy best what Thou shall remayne. Saint or two on fig skins, melon parings, laughs, and let the grocery man!

               8

Or an infants at a string of the cup runs on in my truth: she may entangled marriage bed and shew the melancholy has her say, the snake! To make a truce with me the making, the throne in the hands bear the morn; but my kisses brings deuize, but newly born, This is not refuse her lyps, such grace to find its mechanics clear melodious lyre. Of love, that there be proud port, while I am bewilder’d, whether there want play?

               9

Before going to save. And let me have been, once only: we lodged in a Dream Myself I seemed her girded vests grew tight beams doth not in pain. Life’s busy wits to me that something over: you’ve surrender the ioyous time may gnaw Tantallan, but then that standeth on them may pray. I chirped, cheeped, trilled and we in our grave, and Beauty that I then doe set but like an army of the wardrobe which thyself to aught, twould write.

               10

Then to time your great hope is love? Hoping forth a day blanched in Patty’s room. I am not borne of heauen most circus puffing by on that proud as he spake, her lovers will guide. Breaking of eyes I the time to dy. There; but from pain, is dragging down her lion rolled dry flames to live in the light! In deep devotion deep as the pink and greater the cast away that’s keeping o’er my wounded soul with my breast thy Purpose made?

               11

Souls, whose lofty argument vplifting me, while I melt; make reconcil’d, shall find this day, fair town’s faces on the lofty pride: the beaty and reigneth to deuouring arms. Him from death out of her, but that with vertue never mind an hour: we breaking his arrow strike on a sudden light thro’ the father loved you, after lightning: for thus spake as a byrd that the Knight turned her train, that many sought to Lethe, neither Lyon or the child!

               12

Ere I to her, youth descended, or whether the movies or on the same. Many a maid whom thy heart, that make not you pinch a flower loves tip with a lively heat, still in my darling, charlie, he’s my darlin’ darling, my darling, charlie, he’s my cloister: hunt it up, doth teares are broken: let her rave, and making, than stones of beautie, whose star, the worke assoyle, with answered full of goodly colours could love me for each!

               13

May you not near that made my heart of this day; but by your praised, her wrath to life’s busy wits to make vnpitteid spoile. But now unrobe your Feet like a well-conduct neither hied, a sad distemper’d guest, what substance play, Nay! What now there must taste the smiling ayre allowed up beneath her too and pleasant hour were affairs in thy shadow falls to grow old along, she nor cared to that, through many a maid of Dian’s this all about?

               14

Beautiful, but sharpe his brackish waues in curles are not as their little dreams and thighs, thick to mine of her fair large eyes to remember matins, or, mind you give me, let it be. All thy numerous array white within my mother month of May, and the Spyder and light lent it by the midnight hold to entangled marriage? Last Love, you may call it fair prize what you wandering as it so pretty spies, and white the convent.

               15

So by way of Recognition ties a knot so that cloud mayd, whom mortal names, and glancing, so as none other’s welcome their order? She may it be counted dead. But yet loue, thou shall lyke deare forth freshly send, or say without the Vestal entry shriek’d, and feelings I tried to and freeze. They do not bleed at the Grace he gave this world’s no blot for none can calling eye or face, remembering her hornes the celestial canopy.

               16

Love a lithe body, and adornd with thin lids close o’ day. Why, for it. Knees like stones of worthy to bed I trace my bane. Your hath peace, but the traine and there but pricked to an humbled frond of that honours skie: whose owne fault? So doe I weep if a Poland fall? To her feet, innocence and free home to be my leading on his will not from the broome-flowre, but fed on things in front—those great light lift vp theyr great god Pan, vpon the close course!

               17

A genial warmth and mock a broken, but she had drunk with these are the moonlight and honor rayse no word to excuse himself up on one evening stars. That she shut the sweet the Prophet oft, and the skies. There his chin, and the neast of cold it falls before it selfe container can into the stranger! To all the playne ouerture. They never since you say—the stink of this be true! When a life of lies; from her decay, and eke his pray.

               18

A city, with a bitterness. Of painted with dearths, or season my scorns me, this mark of such brightnesse whylest I should haue made his leafe and loue embased. Stone Walls do not doubt to clime this possibility of early in the dirt, for thence no more beside. That looks them the dead, or all aliue and with all that darkness the next, like to come and wind, or self-involved; but he that she is, how ye doe wreck, doe ruine, and the spell.

               19

Spreading on the different once, and lisping bees to our town, far off I bear my fall like daughter’s name—sir Leoline! He set his lips and dances as in the blossoming, asks first, but cruel madness with Cupids art; but whispers tales of Kent: till when, like to couet fetters, thought, from whom all wandring them, letting lotion hold your wild whim: and rare perfections we could euer taste, sweet memory rankles, when models arrived, some warm starfish.

               20

Love there’ll be spice. Henceforth with men. By her the blue eyes you be: win you think State must eat core and whole little weene. Times away. By loue pined hart did tuch: while all to extend, and all this seal of hers did close to walk here. And a face that grew beside, are diuels in the other, fluid, affected such a rare carnation grew. Weigh the circles, dancing to itself feeds, an eagle in his hart: and fell! Knead but that heard the sea?

               21

But you may call it loving heauenly fury doth spy, ayming his own, and now in part; but then no mercy as in darkned be. Within this advantage found; if Yuorie, her yestermorn how prettiest face, oh call it scorned at once made tongues high up the making man’s wife, I shall be: time’s one makes earth and did its head a-dangle by the wall, over the lady spake—all the lady Christabel saw that I had the earth, and thine?

               22

Of female hearth, and woulds’t, when there ten men loue and write her goodly selfe the allowed war, through thou hast thou regard, giue mercy as in all it scorne base things around my Highland Lassie, O. You thumbed, thrusts into this. Now heavy god grown a man’s wife, I shall remaine: all in his former flight from Wolues, than she is, the greedy couetize, still doth bath in blisse, as is the Rose, but proudly disobayes, and vnkind, from people of you!

               23

Call to see, like a river take me tongue doth put this steel tempred still to be the soul revolving door? Oh, that the stream that with you thinking? With altered voice, when fraught with all mystery, pledge of a thousand hours each from her form withdrew them, fat and old; brother Angelico’s the tents with his stiff heels so, although the moon, three slim shapes and shame for easie things doen ill agree: but when she touch of these; if so, by any air.

               24

And oft too, by their sorrow depart, I goe lyke a rich old lord, and then of grass is to kindle thing has gone on my heart. Then to torment neuer bring again, be it not seem so. Robbing gladnesse. All night attend, or shall get. I seem no more, now, thank our stout blood is with disdayne, and doth beauties which your eies be Saphyres, loe her eyes; amazed by pearly shower, that heuenly borne: and feeds at pleasure to meet again!

               25

And hereupon take rest, which, hear the children to the feast restrain’d from afar—what count, which oft I wish for wishing were budding shrubs, how you style me so? Where Titan ryseth from the beame of light ail the morning, right the flower wine she died the mother is ever in youthfu’ May its bloom renew’d. Be in Thy hand the new wine’s foaming flowery margin’d rills. Vermin in a nut have frequent been wedded to overflow.

               26

’ Said Leoline, the quieted. You can earn overtime. Too feeble I t’abide the worke for our wish in lovely shepheards all that a strawe. Then the Fiend do fight. For damzels fit to fast and saw again—ah, woe is me! As who shall ever be an oil paint the sounds of this enough, and I listening chance of telling, now set a wrathful Dian’s this yeare his race now hauing lost the greater craftesmans hand by her harts doth not in pain.

               27

Voice lifts its head with the blessed idleness be undisguised in a yeelded pray. The whirl was wont to please them smyle: the sunset burn’d, since, not even while their treasure, and thought; thou couert of her may neuer reade, read them of kind, that was, I hardly mixt, and truth and try to add life’s struggle having, runs on in my sweet hue, which her sure as Heaven knows if he will come without hope I well, brightnesse then, on every way between.

               28

They passed perhaps they’ve passed date bids all old thou wert here! Along the blue and doe myne eyes doest spoyle of love’s sake only. Day— for those babies haue, but hauing got it, rubbing you, like two grubs on the Hours, that name of those shrunk up to a serpent then no mercy is the passion of fellow at the blossom wavering fear I find the bird wings hovers with his stiff heels so, although it leave the firmer will, and stoutly will fall.

               29

I sometimes twould prevail, and knowen shield her and over the more: a thousand to the rope that soar above, enjoy such doe you him ken yode late over Nevada as we watch. For her eye, the way old griefe constant spot, upon the little, and, oh, the lives were lowe, and want and weariness: stretches woe, that which the glittered here, and I with clos’d-vp sense of pleasure to meet you beneath this oak; he swore by the Maiden’s side!

#poetry #automatically generated text #Patrick Mooney #Markov chains #Markov chain length: 7 #163 texts #curtal sonnet sequence

[aspirinqs]

fits??????

#i know gunne sax and neo-victorian/edwardian were still en vogue in the 80's #but fits????? #diane dandy??? #god i've missed her sfm lmao #s4.

[fubbies]

Mini updates and new furb!

Dandy got an absolutely ADORABLE hat (will add shop when found)

Diane got a new necklace, made by me!

And I got Chewy!!!

With his belt AND blaster!

#furby #furblr #custom furby #my furby #furby baby #f dandy #f diane

[zahut]

“Violets resist the perfumer’s art and always have. It is possible to make a high-quality perfume from violets, but it’s exceedingly difficult and expensive. Only the wealthiest people could afford it; but there have always been empresses, dandies, trend setters, and extravagants enough to keep perfumers busy. The thing about violets, which many people find cloying to the point of nausea, is that no response to them lasts long; as Shakespeare put it, they’re:

Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting, the perfume and suppliance of a minute.

Violets contain ionone, which short-circuits our sense of smell. The flower continues to exude its fragrance, but we lose the ability to smell it. Wait a minute or two, and its smell will blare again. Then it will fade again, and so on. [...] No scent is more flirtatious. Appearing, disappearing, appearing, disappearing, it plays hide-and-seek with our senses, and there’s no way to get too much of it.”

— Diane Ackerman, from “Smell: Of Violets and Neurons,” in A Natural History of the Senses

#diane ackerman #quotes #text #words #language #writing #writers #perfume #fragrance #a natural history of senses #senses

[bluecarelesswhisper]

TOP 100 FEMALE SOLO SINGERS OF THE '50S AND '60S

Patti Page - All My Love, The Tennessee Waltz, Mockin' Bird Hill, I Went to Your Wedding, The Doggie in the Window, Cross Over the Bridge, Allegheny Moon, Old Cape Cod; Hush, Hush, Sweet Charlotte

Connie Francis - Who's Sorry Now, My Happiness, Lipstick on Your Collar, Everybody's Somebody's Fool, My Heart Has a Mind of its Own, Where the Boys Are, Don't Break the Heart That Loves You

Brenda Lee - Sweet Nothin's, I'm Sorry, I Want to Be Wanted, Fool #1, Break it to Me Gently, All Alone Am I

Kay Starr - Wheel of Fortune, Side By Side, Changing Partners, If You Love Me (Really Love Me), Rock and Roll Waltz

Doris Day - A Guy is a Guy, Secret Love, If I Give My Heart to You; Whatever Will Be, Will Be (Que Sera, Sera); Everybody Loves a Lover

Dionne Warwick - Anyone Who Had a Heart, Walk on By, I Say a Little Prayer, (Theme from) Valley of the Dolls, I'll Never Fall in Love Again

Aretha Franklin - I Never Loved a Man (The Way I Love You), Respect, Baby I Love You, Chain of Fools, The House That Jack Built

Teresa Brewer - Music! Music! Music!, Till I Waltz Again With You, Ricochet, A Tear Fell, A Sweet Old Fashioned Girl

Jo Stafford - Shrimp Boats, You Belong to Me, Jambalaya, Keep it a Secret, Make Love to Me!

Rosemary Clooney - Come On-a My House, Half as Much, Botch-A-Me, Hey There, This Ole House

Joni James - Why Don't You Believe Me, Have You Heard, Your Cheatin' Heart; My Love, My Love; How Important Can it Be?

Petula Clark - Downtown, I Know a Place, My Love, This is My Song, Don't Sleep in the Subway

Dinah Washington - I Don't Hurt Anymore, What a Diff'rence a Day Makes, Unforgettable, This Bitter Earth

Mary Wells - The One Who Really Loves You, You Beat Me to the Punch, Two Lovers, My Guy

Georgia Gibbs - Kiss of Fire, Seven Lonely Days, Tweedle Dee, Dance With Me Henry (Wallflower)

Lesley Gore - It's My Party, Judy's Turn to Cry, She's a Fool, You Don't Own Me

Nancy Sinatra - These Boots Are Made For Walkin'; How Does That Grab You, Darlin'?; Sugar Town, Love Eyes

Sarah Vaughan - Make Yourself Comfortable, How Important Can it Be?, Whatever Lola Wants, Broken-Hearted Melody

Dusty Springfield - I Only Want to Be With You, Wishin' and Hopin', You Don't Have to Say You Love Me, Son-Of-A Preacher Man

Ruth Brown - Teardrops From My Eyes, 5-10-15 Hours, (Mama) He Treats Your Daughter Mean, Oh What a Dream

Kitty Wells - It Wasn't God Who Made Honky Tonk Angels, Makin' Believe, Searching (For Someone Like You), Heartbreak U.S.A.

Etta James - The Wallflower, All I Could Do Was Cry, At Last, Tell Mama

LaVern Baker - Tweedlee Dee, Play it Fair, Jim Dandy, I Cried a Tear

Gale Storm - I Hear You Knocking, Teen Age Prayer, Dark Moon

Dinah Shore - My Heart Cries For You, Sweet Violets, Chantz-Chantez

Jaye P. Morgan - That's All I Want From You, Danger! Heartbreak Ahead, The Longest Walk

Eydie Gorme - Mama, Teach Me to Dance; You Need Hands, Blame it on the Bossa Nova

Carla Thomas - Gee Whiz (Look at His Eyes), B-A-B-Y, I Like What You're Doing (To Me)

Patsy Cline - Walkin' After Midnight, I Fall to Pieces, Crazy

Peggy Lee - Lover, Fever, Is That All There Is

Dee Dee Sharp - Mashed Potato Time, Gravy (For My Mashed Potatoes), Ride!

Kitty Kallen - Little Things Mean a Lot, In the Chapel in the Moonlight, My Coloring Book

Annette - Tall Paul, O Dio Mio, Pineapple Princess

Cher - All I Really Want to Do, Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down), You Better Sit Down Kids

Barbra Streisand - People, He Touched Me, Second Hand Rose

Linda Scott - I've Told Every Little Star, Don't Bet Money Honey, I Don't Know Why

Connie Smith - Once a Day, Ain't Had No Lovin', The Hurtin's All Over

Barbara Lewis - Hello Stranger, Baby I'm Yours, Make Me Your Baby

Anita Bryant - Till There Was You, Paper Roses, In My Little Corner of the World

Skeeter Davis - My Last Date (With You), The End of the World, I Can't Stay Mad at You

Sue Thompson - Sad Movies (Make Me Cry), Norman, Paper Tiger

Della Reese - And That Reminds Me, Don't You Know, Not One Minute More

Loretta Lynn - Don't Come Home A-Drinkin' (With Lovin' on Your Mind), Fist City, Woman of the World (Leave My World Alone)

Betty Everett - You're No Good, The Shoop Shoop Song, There Comes a Time

Jackie DeShannon - What the World Needs Now is Love, Put a Little Love in Your Heart, Love Will Find a Way

Timi Yuro - Hurt, What's a Matter Baby, Make the World Go Away

Debbie Reynolds - Tammy, A Very Special Love, Am I That Easy to Forget

Gogi Grant - Suddenly There's a Valley, Who Are We, The Wayward Wind

Maxine Brown - All in My Mind, Funny, Oh No Not My Baby

Betty Johnson - I Dreamed, Little White Lies, The Little Blue Man

Jean Shepard - A Satisfied Mind, Beautiful Lies, Second Fiddle (To An Old Guitar)

Shirley Ellis - The Nitty Gitty, The Name Game, The Clapping Song

Little Eva - The Loco-Motion, Keep Your Hands Off My Baby, Let's Turkey Trot

Vera Lynn - Auf Wiederseh'n Sweetheart, Yours, If You Love Me (Really Love Me)

Eartha Kitt - C'est Si Bon, Santa Baby, Somebody Bad Stole De Wedding Bell

Lulu - To Sir With Love, Best of Both Worlds, Morning Dew

June Valli - Crying in the Chapel, I Understand, Apple Green

Connie Stevens - Sixteen Reasons, Why'd You Wanna Make Me Cry, Mr. Songwriter

Jane Morgan - Fascination, The Day the Rains Came, With Open Arms

Nancy Wilson - (You Don't Know) How Glad I Am, I Wanna Be With You; Face it Girl, it's Over

Esther Phillips - Release Me, And I Love Him, When a Woman Loves a Man

Vikki Carr - It Must Be Him, The Lesson, With Pen in Hand

Little Peggy March - I Will Follow Him, I Wish I Were a Princess; Hello Heartache, Goodbye Love

Mindy Carson - Candy and Cake, My Foolish Heart, Wake the Town and Tell the People

Sandy Posey - Born a Woman, Single Girl, I Take it Back

Bobbie Gentry - Ode to Billie Joe, Fancy

Brenda Holloway - Every Little Bit Hurts, When I'm Gone

Eileen Rodgers - Miracle of Love, Treasure of Your Love

Barbara Lynn - You'll Lose a Good Thing, Second Fiddle Girl

Dottie West - Here Comes My Baby, Would You Hold it Against Me

Baby Washington - That's How Heartaches Are Made, Only Those in Love

Kathy Linden - Billy; Goodbye Jimmy, Goodbye

Cathy Carr - Ivory Tower, First Anniversary

Fontella Bass - Rescue Me, Recovery

Barbara Mason - Yes, I'm Ready; Sad, Sad Girl

Marianne Faithfull - As Tears Go By, Summer Nights

Shelley Fabares - Johnny Angel, Johnny Loves Me

Wanda Jackson - Let's Have a Party, In the Middle of a Heartache

Tammy Wynette - D-I-V-O-R-C-E, Stand By Your Man

Mama Cass - Dream a Little Dream of Me, It's Getting Better

Faye Adams - Shake a Hand, Hurts Me to My Heart

Jill Corey - I Love My Baby, Love Me to Pieces

Dodie Stevens - Pink Shoe Laces, No

Bettye Swann - Make Me Yours, Don't Touch Me

Jan Howard - Evil on Your Mind, Bad Seed

Nina Simone - I Loves You, Porgy; Ain't Got No; I Got Life

Norma Jean - Go Cat Go, I Wouldn't Buy a Used Car From Him

Miss Toni Fisher - The Big Hurt, West of the Wall

Damita Jo - I'll Be There, If You Go Away

Patty Duke - Don't Just Stand There, Say Something Funny

Bonnie Guitar - Dark Moon, Mister Fire Eyes

Gloria Lynne - I Wish You Love, Watermelon Man

Jody Miller - Queen of the House, Home of the Brave

Gisele MacKenzie - Hard to Get, The Star You Wished Upon Last Night

Betty Madigan - Joey, Dance Everyone Dance

Ketty Lester - Love Letters, But Not For Me

Barbara George - I Know (You Don't Love Me No More), You Talk About Love

Joanie Sommers - One Boy, Johnny Get Angry

Irma Thomas - Don't Mess With My Man, Wish Someone Would Care

Diane Renay - Navy Blue, Kiss Me Sailor

#50s #60s #music

[orangerosebush]

Violets resist the perfumer’s art and always have. It is possible to make a high-quality perfume from violets, but it’s exceedingly difficult and expensive. Only the wealthiest people could afford it; but there have always been empresses, dandies, trend setters, and extravagants enough to keep perfumers busy. The thing about violets, which many people find cloying to the point of nausea, is that no response to them lasts long; as Shakespeare put it, they’re: *Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting, The perfume and suppliance of a minute.* Violets contain ionone, which short-circuits our sense of smell. The flower continues to exude its fragrance, but we lose the ability to smell it. Wait a minute or two, and its smell will blare again. Then it will fade again, and so on. How like Josephine [Napoleon's lover], a woman of full-bodied if occasionally recondite sensuality, to choose as her trademark a scent that assaults the nose with a dam-burst of odor one second, and the next leaves the nose virginal, only to rampage yet again. No scent is more flirtatious. Appearing, disappearing, appearing, disappearing, it plays hide-and-seek with our senses, and there’s no way to get too much of it. The violet so besotted the ancient Athenians that they chose it as their city’s official flower and symbol.

Excerpt From: Diane Ackerman. “A Natural History of the Senses.”

#words #quotes #ackerman's writing can get Funky at times but by god is this section lovely

[startfridayasia]

All fashion brands with D - Part 1

Diesel

Dolce & Gabbana

Derek Lam

Dries Van Noten

DKNY

Dickies

Dockers

Duvetica

DVS

Day

Diamond

Dior

Dakine

DC

Dragon

Disney

Dr. Martens

Diba

Dr. Denim

Deuter

Desigual

Dondup

Daniele Alessandrini

Dsquared2

D.A.T.E.

Diadora

Dosa

Drumohr

De Couture

D.exterior

Dice Kayek

Dixie

Dunhill

Dusan

Doucal's

Drake's

Ducati

Dolce Vita

David Lerner

DIEGA

Duke

Deepa Gurnani

Diane Von Fürstenberg

Daniblack

D'Aniello

Dream

Daniela Gregis

Damir Doma

Diemme

Duro Olowu

Drome

DL1961

Däv

Deby Debo

Dune London

Design Go

Delsey

Dark Pink

Destin

Dogeared

Dents

Dare 2B

Duffy

Diane Kordas

Daisy Knights

Dion Lee

Derek Rose

Danielle

Daniel Wellington

Donkey

Dale of Norway

Dansk

DAVID KOMA

Danskin

Drink Beer Save Water

DNL

Deus

Dissident

Dawn Levy

Delfina Delettrez

Donna

Diptyque

Dmc

Daytona

Donna Morgan

Dieppa Restrepo

DKNY Intimates

d. Brand

Dirty Laundry

Deborah Lippmann

David Beckham

Dr Sebagh

Dwell Studio

Dyson

Dove

Dr. Hauschka

DC Comics

Dualit

Domus

Dalbello

Daze

Details

Durango

Dimepiece

Doctor Who

Duchamp

Davis

Davines

Domo

DeLonghi

Doodle

Dandy

Dress The Population

Dante

Daisy Street

Dino Bigioni

Dali

Deperlu

DRIADE

Devoa

Dita Eyewear

DESA 1972

Delpozo

Drew

Daniel Patrick

Daniela Villegas

Dash

Dermalogica

Dinny Hall

Dumont

District

David Tate

Dunham

Daniel Green

Deer Stags

Dingo

Dan Post

Dooney & Bourke

Donald J Pliner

Dr. Dennis Gross Skincare

Dr. Scholls

Dee Berkley Jewelry

Danner

Danica Studio

dollhouse

Danielle Nicole

Demeter

Design History

Delman

Deadwood

Dexter

Downshifting

Delada

Dear Frances

#fashionbrand

[bluebeardsbride-archive]

Violets resist the perfumer’s art and always have. It is possible to make a high-quality perfume from violets, but it’s exceedingly difficult and expensive. Only the wealthiest people could afford it; but there have always been empresses, dandies, trend setters, and extravagants enough to keep perfumers busy. The thing about violets, which many people find cloying to the point of nausea, is that no response to them lasts long; as Shakespeare put it, they’re:

Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting, The perfume and suppliance of a minute.

Violets contain ionone, which short-circuits our sense of smell. The flower continues to exude its fragrance, but we lose the ability to smell it. Wait a minute or two, and its smell will blare again. Then it will fade again, and so on. (...) No scent is more flirtatious. Appearing, disappearing, appearing, disappearing, it plays hide-and-seek with our senses, and there’s no way to get too much of it.

— Diane Ackerman, ‘Smell: Of Violets and Neurons’ A Natural History of the Senses

#Diane Ackerman #A Natural History of the Senses #x #prose #nonfiction #Smell #Of Violets and Neurons #perfume