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sineating · 11 months
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boy.radio for giddy up cowboys (x)
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harbarytka · 7 months
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sin / гріх
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daywalkers-fic · 3 months
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even more job ideas for your western/cowboy oc that are not outlaws, bounty hunters, or sheriffs
wanted poster sketch artist - try your darnedest, some of the descriptions folks will give you will be really... something
owner of a small inn/old trading post in the middle of nowhere - days are slow, but ever so often you get travelers stopping by to rest or replenish their things
stablehand for a traveling wild west show like "Buffalo Bill's" - working with performers is tough (they always think they're the main character ugh), you prefer the company of animals and enjoy watching shows from behind-the-scenes
a small town's local barber... and dentist... and surgeon...
saloon piano player - inebriated patrons amuse and annoy you
snake oil salesperson - do you brew your own magic juice or are you just a pawn in a larger business?
sunday school "teacher" - you were not quite educated yourself, but you were the only able-bodied adult in town without kids or family, so you got assigned daycare duty
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vintagelasvegas · 5 months
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Eartha Kitt at El Rancho Vegas, Patrice Munsel at New Frontier, October 1955. Photos by George Silk.
Two astonishingly different young women are trotting on stage in Las Vegas this week with two astonishingly similar acts. Patrice Munsel, distinguished soprano of the Metropolitan Opera Co. makes her nightclub debut at the New Frontier wearing a voluminous satin skirt. Executing a modest bump in mid-aria, she doffs the skirt and carries on in jeweled pink pants. At El Rancho Vegas, Eartha Kitt, a catlike songbird out of the world's best boîtes, enters in a gold lamé cocoon from which she breaks out, after a few ballads, in little more than a loin cloth and halter. After that she writhes in a dance she herself describes as a "primitive mélange." Both girls end up barefoot and their Las Vegas audiences presumably end up limp.
LIFE, 10/17/55
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transfaguette · 6 months
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one thing about planet coaster/zoo I really appreciate is the human design. a lot of simulation games go for very generic and conventional npc design. but I really like how the planco/zoo npcs are kinda weird and pudgy. cuz thats what people look like! they really hit this note of cartoonish and grounded with the body types and I really like it.
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mistressvera · 1 year
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Elizabeth Carruthers | Grey-Red outfit
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appropriatelystupid · 5 months
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bovineblogger · 5 months
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Sadly Monster hunter doesn't really have cows, but there's a large herbivore resembling yak (according to wiki) called Popo. If you're interested.
Then there's the Burukku from Frontier, a strange monster hunter mmorpg, that has expanded its influence to the mainline lately.
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VIDEO GAME: FRONTIER
i love her coat patterns im crying and shaking and screaming and throwing up im gonna make her my best friend
PERSONAL RATING: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 5/5
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ipromisetostaywild · 9 months
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uchivstheworld · 9 months
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Espinas & Flaming Espinas MHW-style Icons
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jackxo · 30 days
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𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔶 ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢 𝔞 𝔠𝔬𝔴𝔟𝔬𝔶
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My Alpha Ch. 1 (Alpha!Declan Harp x Omega!Reader) Series
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Thank you all so much for the demand for this series!! This first chapter-talk about slow burn- but I promise you all you're gonna love this series!
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You looked around the meeting, the fire in the middle of the circle kept you all warm on the breezy cold fall evening. “We gather because our ancestors did this, and we do it to respect them, us, our kind and our pack!” the pack master yelled. The men, women, boys, and girls howled and cheered. You sat quietly on a log watching everyone. You presented at 16, an omega, and here at 21, you still waited. Mostly due to the fact your father was a pack master and didn’t allow anyone to go near you. 
Also, because once everyone heard that you were Omega, they avoided you like the plaque and made their alphas do the same. Funny, Alphas are always so strong and fierce, until their wives or ehem-“Mates” were around and then they were whipped little bitches. You tucked your hands into your pockets as you sat on a log, listening to your father introduce the newest couple in the pack, the 17-year-old girl grinning proudly, the mark on her neck showing in the firelight, her 20-year-old boyfriend holding her possessively close to his chest. Your father and the pack gave them happy smiles, grinning as they announced they were engaged. 
After everyone had settled down, your father smiled, “Now, we have one more matter…a newcomer has joined our pack…Declan Harp, he comes from North Montana, ventured down here for a fresh start after a painful past.” Your father held his hand out a little as a rather tall, handsome man came out from behind a few others and looked around the group. His eyes landed on you before he looked onto others. The pack welcomed this newcomer and soon, the meeting was left to everyone chatting and sharing beers. You stood off to the side watching everyone, alone and seeing all the women watching Declan talk to the pack master. 
Soon after their conversation had been turned toward the pack and your father motioned you over to them. You huffed internally and walked over to the two of them. “Declan, this is my daughter Y/N, our pack is lucky to have what Omegas are left in this world. Omegas are an important part of a pack.” Your father was proud of the fact that his pack had many omegas. You hated it, but you looked up at Declan and swallowed before you let out a soft “Hello, welcome to the pack,” you stuck your hand out. 
Declan smiled and shook your hand. “It’s nice to meet you Y/N,” you smiled at him before your dad wrapped an arm around you. “Proud that my daughter here is an omega.” He looked down at you and squeezed you closer. “She’ll make a fine mate to a great alpha one day” he spoke as if he knew the future already. 
Declan looked from you, to your fathers hand squeezing your shoulder and he felt something in his gut. He wasn’t sure what it was, but there was a feeling that your fathers arm around you was wrong. 
You looked up at Declan again before looking at your father, “Why don’t I show Declan around town, since he’s new and all? I know the lumber yard is looking for someone to work there. Maybe he might be interested?” you asked as your father looked down at you, eyeing you before shaking his head. “No offense Declan, but I can’t just trust you to walk around town innocently with my daughter. You understand right?” he held you tighter to him, giving Declan a tight smile. Declan smiled a little. “No Sir, I understand completely. Why don’t you give me the address of the lumber yard and I’ll stop by there tomorrow and put in an application.” he smiled down at you. 
The next morning, you woke up to an empty house and smiled softly, ‘thank god…he’s so overbearing sometimes,” you stretched and walked into the kitchen, pouring yourself a bowl of cereal, you plopped down at the table, turning the kitchen TV on and watching your favorite tv show ‘Charmed’. You grinned while seeing the sister witches battling the source of all evil in the episode. 
A loud knock sounded on the back door, causing you to jump and glance behind you toward the back door. Getting up, you moved the drawn blinds to see the new alpha from the pack meeting the night before. You smiled and unlocked the door, cracking it open. “Hey!” you smiled at him. 
Declan looked at you and smiled. “Good Morning Y/N, Hope I’m not bothering you, I was looking for your dad actually,” Declan said looking down at you. You shook your head and peeked up at him, “You’re not bothering me, I just haven’t seen my father this morning. He might be in town,” you told him softly. Declan nodded and reached in his pocket pulling out a card, “I, uh, wanted to give you my number. Your pop seems to be pretty protective of you,” he said as the corner of his mouth pulled up into a half smile. You smiled a sly, shy smile and plucked the card from his hand, flipping it over in your fingers, reading the phone number on it. “uh, thanks…I’ll text you sometime.” You said as he grinned. “I’d really like that,” he smiled and walked down the steps before looking back up at you. “bye Y/N,” he waved a little and walked off as you bit your lip, closing the door and locking it. 
As the day went on, you got dressed in your dinner uniform and headed off to work. You tried not to think about Declan, how handsome he was, or the fact he smelt so good. You started your shift, trying to push the thoughts of him from your mind but found it difficult. You wanted to get to know him, but your father wasn’t going to allow it. Your gut told you that your father never had any intention of you finding a mate. 
You walked through the diner, carrying food to customers, taking orders, laughing and joking with the locals as they tipped you and treated you nicely. You got a feeling of eyes on you, but figured it was just customers waiting on you to serve them. But you never would have guessed that there was an alpha sitting across the street in the dark, watching, waiting to pounce on you the moment he had the chance.
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pixelpunk98 · 1 month
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toastbutteregg · 1 year
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flight delays are so frustrating. i once had to fly frontier for a last minute event that i need to go to and i will never ever ever fly frontier again
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vintagelasvegas · 3 months
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Frontier Hotel & Casino, Las Vegas. Undated postcard, c. 1970s.
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texaschainsawmascara · 6 months
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Jason Momoa
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