#mary wills

[dozydawn]

irene sharaff is credited as the costume designer for funny girl (1968) but mary wills actually designed the costumes for the bridal follies sequence, as well as omar sharif’s costumes. these are the “february brides”

#(to be clear- irene did all of barbra’s costumes including the wedding dress but everything else in the sequence was mary) #mary wills #funny girl #funny girl 1968 #1960s #costume design #showgirl

[the-antiapocalyptic-man]

The Girl Wonder of Tomorrow...ROBERTA!

Commissioned by [redacted] based on the Golden Age crimefighter Mary Wills, Roberta found herself living in Japan, sidekick to ACTION DETECTIVE SUPER-BAT. Despite having lost his fortune and the team of his youth, Heino was more committed than ever to the life of a celebrity crime-fighter, something which immediately rubbed off on Roberta. Due to her Ivo-Morrow hybrid robotics, she has a tendency to absorb personality traits from those around her.

While she takes after Super-Bat as his partner and protege, her closest and most fraught relationship is with the scientist hired to oversee her maintenance, Hiro Okamura, the Toyman. Despite a lifetime spent around technology, Hiro struggled with his love for Roberta until she almost lost her life to Parasite Ivy, The Purple Poison Peril of Super-Bat's rogues gallery.

While she was happy assisting Heino, Roberta had her own drives as well: the mystery of the mystical orange flame her creators had imbued her with and her dream of uniting a new generation of the Super Young Team...

#dc #headverse #fanart #au #redesign #roberta the girl wonder #mary wills

[costumeloverz71]

Doro (Zizi Jeanmaire) Green dress.. Hans Christian Andersen (1952).. Costume by Mary Wills.

#zizi jeanmaire #hans christian andersen #mary wills

[grotesquelly]

#Steph and cass aren’t here because I feel like at this point they are #Not unknown at all #dc #dc comics #silver age comics #golden age #katherine kane #katherine webb #bette kane #bat girl #flamebird #kate kane #batwoman #elizabeth kane #alice dc #carrie kelly #robin #mary wills #roberta the girl wonder #harper row #bluebird #hawkfire

[darks-arts]

Was rewatching 3.0+1.0 with a friend and they made the observation of these two resembling a gamer ad and then my hand slipped

#shitpost #asuka langley soryu #mari illustrious makinami #evangelion #neon genesis evangelion #rebuild of evangelion #thrice upon a time #3.0 + 1.0 #wonderswan #wille #lmao i put way to much effort into this #how are these two dating married and divorced all at once

[itswhatyougive]

Since Izzy is paralleled to Mary in "Uncomfortable in a Married State", he deserves to get his own Doug.

#someone who supports his passions #stands up for him #and is willing to rock his world in a way that his ex could never #that's frenchie btw #if you even care #izzy hands #justice for izzy #ouizzy #frenchizzy #izzy ofmd #izzy our flag means death #frenchie ofmd #ofmd frenchie #frenchie started wearing the dark green kinda like doug in late s2 also #frenchie x izzy #izzy x frenchie #mary bonnet #mary allamby bonnet #doug ofmd

[siriussslut]

pop star ! mary

warnings: explicit smut, so much fluff, cunnilingus, squirting

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you scream along with the fans, cupping your hands around your lips to amplify the sound. mary is flushed and grinning, and you can tell the happiness radiating off of her is genuine. she looks around the sold-out stadium and meets your gaze. her expression softens into something tender, and you feel a wonderfully warm ache ignite in your chest.

in a room of over 100,000 people, she looks at you like you’re the only person she’s capable of seeing.

you rush out of the vip tent, making your way backstage. on the way, you spot mary. despite her 9-inch heeled boots, she’s running at you at full-speed. you have just a second to spread your arms wide before she slams into you.

wrapping your arms around her, you press soft kisses into her curls. “you were so good, baby.”

she pulls away just to lean back in for a kiss. her lips are warm and soft, and you melt into it. the fans scream from their seats, but you don’t care. you don’t care about them. your hands slide into her hair, tangling between the thick locks.

vacantly, you step back, not letting go of mary as you fumble along the wall behind you for the entrance to backstage. you stumble inside, shutting the door and slamming mary against it, deepening your kiss. the screams of the fans dull to a muted roar.

mary pulls back, gasping for air. her lips are flushed and red, lipstick smudged. her chest rises and falls at a rapid pace, and you’re not sure if it’s because of the kiss or the show. her brown skin is shiny and slightly damp with sweat, and her curls are an absolute mess. she’s beautiful.

“come with me to my changing room,” she says abruptly, slipping away from the door. her fingers wrap around your wrist and she tugs. you follow her mindlessly, willing to do anything for her, completely pliant.

you don’t know how she even has the energy to walk after the show she put on, how her throat doesn’t ache, and how her feet don’t drag, but she seems as energetic as ever. she pulls you into the changing room, immediately picking up where you left off, except now you’re the one pinned against the wall. perhaps she’s even more energetic.

she kisses you with urgency, her tongue exploring your mouth like a woman on a mission. you moan, the sound catching between her glossed lips.

her leg slots between your thighs, knee-high boots rubbing against your skin.

“fuck,” you mumble into the wet cavern of her mouth.

your hands slide down the length of her body. from her hair, to her shoulders, to her collarbones, to her chest. she’s wearing a pink mini-dress, with a heart cut out at the center of her chest. you feel along the exposed skin, fingers making themselves at home inside her cleavage.

your fingers slide along the sweat caught between her breasts, reaching inside the cloth until your hands are beneath them, cupping the soft flesh.

she bites down on your lip as you squeeze. shakily, and with a mounting sense of want, you remove your hands, feeling along her dress until you reach the zipper on the back. as you fumble to unzip it, her mouth detaches from yours, trailing down your jaw.

the zipper slides down and you press your hands against her warm back, engrossed in the feeling of her skin. her heartbeat is pounding so strongly you can feel it flutter beneath your palms. you tug on the dress, letting it fall to the floor.

her lips slide to your neck, kissing and biting at the sensitive skin.

your fingers undo her bra, throwing it to the floor. you reward yourself by grabbing at her chest with both hands. her nipples are two hard points stabbing into your palms.

her knee jolts as you circle her nipples, pushing against your throbbing clit. you’re so wet you can feel yourself seeping onto her leg.

you pinch a nipple between two fingers, and her lips quiver against the heat of your throat. you gently pull at her head until she lets go. she looks at you with wide brown eyes, cheeks shimmery with glitter, and her hair tousled. you push her back until she falls onto the sofa.

never breaking eye contact, you push off her boots and slide her lacy panties onto the floor. they’re fully soaked through and make a squishy sound when you toss them aside.

“you’re so—” mary cuts herself off with a moan, throwing her head back as you bite down on her nipple. using your hand to twist the other, you suck. her fingers ease into your hair, pulling.

you kiss the soft skin of her breasts, trailing kisses down her stomach. you grab onto her hips, sliding lower and lower until you’re on your knees, lips just above her core. her curly pubic hair teases your chin. you slow down the speed of your kisses.

you lower your lips down to her thighs, slowly inching towards the center of her legs.

her breath is shaky and ragged, legs twitching the closer you get.

when you finally make your way to her cunt, it’s glistening wet, throbbing with desire.

you press a soft kiss to her folds and her legs fly together, thighs squeezing your head. you’d be willing to suffocate here, if it meant dying between mary’s thighs. to be perfectly honest, you’re tempted to.

she releases a breathy moan as your nose bumps against her clit.

pressing the tip of your nose on it harder, you lick your way between her folds, collecting her slick on your tongue.

you lap up her wetness, letting it coat your tongue and paint your lips, drip down your chin. you devour her pussy like a starving woman. she tugs on the strands of your hair, her thighs twitching around your skull, drowning you in her softness.

you thrust your tongue into her hole, and you hear her throw back her head with a dull thud. you dig your nose against her clit harder.

you can taste the excitement of the day in her pussy, feel it in the way she pulls on your hair with fervor.

“you taste so good, baby,” you mumble, lips rubbing against her folds.

she whimpers at your words.

“my delicious princess.” you thrust your tongue again, and again, and again, slamming against her walls. she cries out, pulling one hand out of the mess of your hair to muffle her screams.

she’s unsuccessful, but you don’t care. let the crew hear her scream your name, let the fans hear her sob with pleasure as you make her come.

she grinds forward, pubic bone slamming into your face. you swirl your tongue inside of her, reaching up to pinch her clit between your fingers. she releases a high-pitched moan. “fuck, i’m gonna come.”

“come for me, baby,” you say, words drowned inside her pussy.

your fingers circle around her clit, tongue exploring her insides. a constant string of whimpers and moans fills the air as she releases. she coats your entire face in her cum, squirting against your lips. you open your mouth to catch it, letting her shoot it down your throat.

looking at her though your clumpy, now wet lashes, you swallow it all. her pussy twitches at the sight of you.

“fuck.”

#i just wanna make it clear that mary was wearing that sabrina carpenter heart cutout dress #she’s sooooo sabrina core #and i would so be willing to die between her thighs😭 #mary macdonald #mary macdonald smut #mary macdonald x reader #mary macdonald x reader smut #marauders #marauders era #marauders smut #marauders era smut #smut #marauders girls #marauders girls smut #marauders era girls #marauders era girls smut #popstar!mary #popstar!mary macdonald

[faintedloves]

This scene was so tragic, because he really has become a monster of Mary's own making. And the way the audience got to slowly see George become more and more driven by his own arrogance and greed as the show built was so sad yet so riveting to witness.

#mary and george #mary and george spoilers #mary & george #george villiers #mary villiers #anyway I have too many thoughts #and I mean #this is based on real events #so just thinking about court dynamics and life in court at this time period hurts my brain #and how the villiers did anything they could to achieve power #and how many people were willing to do the same #I feel like I'm about to explode with all my thoughts #anywayyyy #♡

[lilac-gold]

hey so you know how none of the headspace kids have parents right? and how hero generally fills the guardian role? he makes them food, patches up their injuries, makes decisions about where they go, calms down arguments, etc. they're his kids, it's his job to look after them. how do you think he felt when basil went missing? or when his memories of him started to disappear? he agreed to look all over headspace for basil, where before, he and the others had only ever been level 1 at vast forest. he goes through spiders and deserts, dungeons and oceans, and they don't find basil once. and we know hero's tendency to blame himself for things. single dad hs hero >

#hero omori #mari's there too #but she doesn't actively help with the search or anything #she's a safe haven #and after basil comes back #he stays with her #basil isn't a fighter #neither is hero #but he was willing to take his other kids and search eeeverywhere #they're such a family sjhgkkg #omori #omori basil #omori kel #omori game #omori headspace #omori hero

[dozydawn]

costume designed by mary wills for yvette mimieux in the wonderful world of the brothers grimm (1962)

#mary wills #the wonderful world of the brothers grimm #costume design #1962 #1960s

[i-lavabean]

Guerilla Games: Seyka is at odds with her people

The Admiral in Burning Shores: Seyka has done nothing wrong in her life ever. I will continue to let her do whatever she wants and nobody can stop me

#horizon forbidden west #burning shores #hfw seyka #listen i think guerilla games tried to talk her too hard before release and made her sound a little Mary Sue #but in actually she's very capable and the leader of their settlement clearly is willing to let her do whatever she wants #and I love that for him #seyka is a badass #let her take over the settlement! #nope I'm coming back to add more tags like 'and another thing!' #Seyka should be the one to succeed the Admiral #she has the tenacity and the experience and that love for her community and she deserves it because I said so #i have my issues with some of the dlc (WHY ARE THERE AWFUL ROBOT TOADS?! among a few other things) but the Admiral and Seyka dynamic is gold

[costumeloverz71]

Beth Throgmorton (Joan Collins) Three piece wool suit.. The Virgin Queen (1955).. Costume by Mary Wills.

#beth throgmorton #joan collins #the virgin queen #mary wills

[solradguy]

I'm so grateful that the only GG fans that care about the light novels are the ones that can be normal about things because Lightning the Argent goes from the rawest scenes of carnage imaginable to Ky Kiske doing something mildly religious like offering a short, silent, prayer for someone that got mangled to death by WMD dragons, and I just know that, in the wrong hands, those brief religious moments would generate the most annoying goddamn memes you could ever imagine

#textpost #I have a mountain of beef with catholicism specifically and am negative percent religious #But the punchline to so many Ky jokes is just “ha ha catholic” like come onnnnn get creative #Religion on its own isn't bad. Look instead at how an individual interacts with it and judge from there #Untapped potential in how Ky's consistently depicted praying to Mary/an unspecified female saint for example #Actually... How come I've never seen anyone analyze that aspect of his belief? #His parents died when he was pretty young (iirc) so their influence couldn't've been too much of a contributing factor in that #Maybe he was closer to his mom in the brief time he had with his parent(s)? #Almost all of the Holy Order knights/members they've ever shown have been male too #So I wonder if maybe it's more like the calm/uncombative protective presence of a sacred woman is comforting to him? #It's definitely a stark contrast to the types of things he's generally exposed to in his daily life in any case #Another interesting contrast is how much Sol DOESN'T like religion #He's got some sarcastic lines about God and stuff even pre-Gearification. Wonder what the story with that is... #Anyway Ky only expressing his religion in private moments is interesting to me too #I can't think of an instance where he ever forced it on someone else or tried to explain something as happening just because God willed it #He's smart and logical and yet he still has this spiritual component... #Man is his character is complex. Studying this blond kid under a microscope...

[taolaoo]

Thinking about Mary Linton. A beautiful, lovely, enchanting girl. The girliest girl. The most irresistible town girl who could always get what she wanted.

Because she really could have gotten any decent man who would provide her and her family for the rest of their lives, but her eyes landed on Arthur instead. Arthur who wasn't even a part of the decent life that Mary had grown up in.

I've always wondered under what circumstances they met. How they realized it meant something.

Was it a casual meeting, a glance that ignited a spark? Was it an act of heroism on Arthur's part, who happened to be there to threaten the drunken morons who were bothering Mary?

Perhaps it was. Maybe he had saved her and continued to do so. Always came to the rescue without question, no matter what happened. It was always his firm broad back, strong arms and the cocky look in his blue eyes that softened every time Mary looked up at him. Perhaps that was when Mary realized.

Because other men weren't like that. They were ugly, greedy, and dreamed of the perfect obedient housewife, covering themselves with false politeness.

But Arthur was straightforward with her. A mysterious guy in a cowboy hat, with awkward kind smiles and simple gifts of flowers stolen from the fields.

Maybe as Mary watched those rough hands so gently tracing out a drawing in his diary, she realized. Oh, yeah, that's right. He is my home.

Perhaps later, when the whole truth came out and her mysterious cowboy turned out to be a outlaw, she continued to hold on to him. And there was nothing bad about it. It's just that the girl was in love.

Wanted to reach out to him, to keep him from a life that would ruin him, she knew it would. Wanted to hold him for herself, to make him her own and live with him as she had dreamed in her soft and silly dreams.

Mary had always loved Arthur. He had been her home for a very long time. She had begged him to go away with her. Yes, it's a selfish wish, but that's what love does to us. It makes us want to save the person we love.

Mary Gillis Linton they will never make me hate you.

#red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 #mary linton #arthur morgan #marthur #my english sucks but oh well #mary linton is the best girl #i'm willing to fight anyone who thinks otherwise #mary <3

[angelmush]

i got a goose tattooed on the inside of my forearm today and it was a flash piece but it's my favorite tattoo already it means everything to me i could sob

#i love geese so much and so deeply i named my dog after them #goose is my black dragon dog and my loyal faithful companion and my entire world #i just love these birds #they are so misunderstood as aggressive and scary when really they just are sensitive to spatial pressure #and they need a wider diameter than humans are often willing to give #but they are so beautiful i love their long graceful necks and how i can recognize their sounds anywhere #and that no matter where i live i see their little v's in the sky #and of course wild geese by mary oliver is one of the first poems i fell in love with #my english teacher deborah read it aloud to us in high school and it made me want to go outside and to stay alive #and when my gf and i first started dating i knew i loved her for lots of reasons but one of them was that she also loved geese #she told me she had a shared folder with her family members titled “geese i've seen” that she would put her goose photos in #so her entire family could witness them with her #i remember when i was sick with anorexia a few weeks before i was hospitalized a v of canadian geese flew over me on my way into work #and these big fluffy snowflakes were falling down and i could hear them calling #and it made my eyes well up #and i hoped they would get somewhere warm enough for winter #whether or not people have respect for them is a wonderful metric for gauging somebody's character #at the grocery store i worked at when i was 18 the only coworker i grew close to had a similar affinity for geese #she had a necklace of one #a little silver glinting goose in flight :'') #personal

[enbysiriusblack]

thinking about pirate captain dorcas and runaway noblewoman marlene

#marlene in a huge fancy stuart era dress with a sword she stole #and dorcas in masculine clothes with a huge tricorn hat #marlene running onto the ship as her family’s guards chase her. she holds her sword to pandora's throat #so dorcas or the other pirates cant kill her without marlene then killing pandora. which cas is not willing to risk. #after theyve set sail. dorcas captures marlene and tries to make her walk the plank. #but james and mary took a liken to her when she was in the cell and convince cas to just keep her locked up till they next make port #marlene slowly making friends with more than half the crew. #and so dorcas goes down there to see why the hell their crew is so infatuated with this girl #marlene immediately makes a joke about shagging cas' mother. #dorcas falls in love right there. #marauders era #marauders #marlene mckinnon #dorcas meadowes #dorlene #dorlene au #marauders au