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thedabara · 2 years
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ACTRESSES WHO DIED 1948
Carole Landis at 29 from suicide
Elissa Landi at 43 from cancer
Mary Nolan at 45 from suicide
Beryl Wallace at 35 from plane crash
Edna May at 69 from cancer
Mary Eaton at 47 from heart attack
Helen Lee Worthing at 43 from barbiturate overdose
Nora Lane at 43 from suicide
Elaine Hammerstein at 51 from car crash
Patricia Farr at 35 from illness
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Nora Lane starred in five of Sennett's Paramount Publix sound comedies in 1933, including Don't Play Bridge with your wife.
At FBO, the 5'5" Chester, Illinois native had supposedly been picked from the ranks of the extras to play the female lead opposite Western star Fred Thomson in Jesse James (1927) and Kit Carson (1928). She also played leading lady to Tom Tyler in FBO's The Flying U Ranch (1927) and The Texas Tornado (1928). In the 1930s, Lane appeared in features such as The Cisco Kid (1931), Jimmy the Gent (1934), and many of Paramount's Hopalong Cassidy films, including Hopalong Rides Again (1937) and Cassidy of Bar 20 (1938). In the 1940s, she appeared in such features as Life Begins for Andy Hardy (1941) and Chatterbox (1943).
Lane died in Glendale at 43, a suicide by gunshot, under the name Nora Henney. She was reportedly despondent after the death of her insurance broker husband Burdette Henney the previous month. Lane left father Louis Schilling, sisters Edna Phingstern and Erna Bergfeld, and brothers Paul and Herbert Schilling, and is interred at Forest Lawn Memorial Park, Glendale.
-Walker, B.E., 2010, Mack Sennett's Fun Factory, McFarland&Company, Inc., Publishers, p.521
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gatutor · 1 year
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Nora Lane (Chester, Illinois, 12/09/1905-Glendale, California, 16/10/1948).
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my-brutal-heart · 2 years
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jasontoddssuper · 9 months
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A good chunk of you have grown so used to female characters not living up to their writing potential or being shallow misenterpretations of irl women that when you meet a well-written fictional girl,y'all treat her like she's the same as them and for that i want to bash y'all's heads in with a big ass fucking rock
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Character, book, and author names under the cut
Erik Klose- All For The Game by Nora Sakavic
Carmen Farooq-Lane- The Dreamer Trilogy by Maggie Stiefvater
Algarin Pendaloan- The Wheel of Time by Robert Jordan
Matty Cathley- Path of Vengeance by Cavan Scott
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strangefable · 11 months
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oc tag game
thank you for tagging me, @socially-awkward-skeleton, @marivenah, @clonesupport, & @voidika <3 <3 <3
passing no-pressure tags onto: @confidentandgood, @v0idbuggy, @adelaidedrubman, @florbelles, @unholymilf, @henbased, @direwombat, @trench-rot, @detectivelokis, @ivymarquis, @schoute, @dumbassdep, @legally-a-bastard, @wrathfulrook, @incognito-insomniac, @roofgeese, @theelderhazelnut, @poisonedtruth, @fourlittleseedlings, @inafieldofdaisies, @cassietrn, @vampireninjabunnies-blog, @harmonyowl, @redreart, @jacobseed, @euryalex, @mars-colony, @glass-hope, @gayafsatan, @the-lastcall, @shegetsburned, @g0dspeeed, @eclecticwildflowers, @aceghosts, @megraen, @strafethesesinners, @derelictheretic, @sukoshimikan, @inquisitors-grave, and anyone i've missed or forgotten, i'm tagging you too <3
(also forgive me but i'm not making banners for ocs i hardly ever talk about any more, so this post is gonna be mostly text. if you want images of anyone i can share, but i just don't have energy to make new banners and i still want to actually post this so, please forgive me <3)
favorite oc
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she's my baby girl right now. she's got the most space in my head, at all times i am thinking of her. she owns me and i'm not sorry. this is micah's world, i'm just here to serve her, and i would not have it any other way
honorable mentions: niamh gannon & beauregard barrett
they've been with me the longest and once had the strongest hold on me for more than a decade. they're two very formative characters for me and i will always have tiny palaces in my heart for both of them
oldest oc
niamh gannon
as far as fandom ocs that i've written and shared anywhere online, ni is the first baby girl. i started writing her when she was just a wee 11 year old student all the way through to her adult life as a wife, mother, and badass. she's the most developed oc i have, because i spent decades writing her. (she's also a bit of a precursor to what lore eventually became)
newest oc
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i've got a few newer concepts circling, but as far as ocs that fully exist, lil is still the newbie on the team. she's a fun way to stretch and do some things i've never dared try before. fiery little pistol and demon who is out to create chaos in an act of revenge against a world that's wronged her
meanest oc
this is a hard one! i have several evil ocs, but they're not necessarily mean in any traditional sense. they play politics too well for that, though they can be underhanded and they'll fuck you up. of the ones i talk about here, it's probably either lilith or bowie, but neither of them are mean, exactly. lilith just wants to lash out and hurt everyone, and bowie is just blunt and crass. of my older ocs, there's fletch, who's a dumbfuck gay werewolf with a chip on his shoulder and no filters. and daphne, who's the evilest monster you'll ever meet: she wants to cut you open and splay your insides while you're still alive, but she'll talk so sweetly to your face. there's leona and lysandra, who are daddy's girls and spoiled brats. there's lux, who wants to look like a bad boy and live up to his evil father's legacy, but mostly he's just an asshole. and his father, chrys, who is evil. he trains monstrous dogs that are built to attack people. also he's a ruthless murderer but he's a suave and smooth politician, so you'll never catch him. also there's rand, my evil alpha werewolf man. then there's alfie, an absolute shithead of a bully and a punk, but he's really just a sad lonely idiot. there's torvald and romeo, my supercreeps. elena my snarky little shit who lashes out and hates everyone.
yeah, this is too hard, i have several meanies.
softest oc
none of the ocs i talk about here are soft in the least. but i have some old ones who are total cinnamon rolls. dierdre delaney is a soft sweetheart of a seer. there's bethy baby, bethany, who is a shy tiny pixie girl who is full of love and sunshine. liam who is a soft gentle romantic soul. naveen who is a sweet little nerd. rune, my soft gentle werewolf boy. olwen, who is gentle like a fairy. sienna my sweet little miracle baby. kaz the softest cuddliest kindest doctor you'll ever meet. teddy, the most cinnamon roll to ever cinnamon roll. ajlgdjlg agh i can't any more, the soft ones make my heart and teeth ache and i'm missing them so much now
most aloof/standoffish oc
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i'm gonna give this one to micah, though some of my older kids could probably show her up on it. she's the one of my current stable that has the most trouble interacting with people.
smartest oc
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nora by a landslide. she's a certified genius and a savant. the woman knows all.
dumbest (affectionate) oc
oh boy let me tell you, i love making himbos. fletch is one of them, what an idiot. there's rory who's a hardheaded dick. there's junior, declan, and nate, who are the pinnacle of himboness. there's cosmo, my silly class clown boy. there's virgil the clueless. there's pillip, who's theme song is literally 'stupid boy'. and then there's emmy, my flighty fashion icon
oc i'd be friends with irl
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giving this one to the jameson sisters. they're the kind of friends anyone would want, imo. (there's a lot of my oldbies i'd put here, too, but this post is too long already)
if you bothered to read all that nonsense, i owe you a kiss or a cookie <3 thanks for listening to me ramble incoherently about ocs i never share any more lmao
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farsight-the-char · 7 months
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If Ren was in the second RWBY/JL movie (or another future crossover), he would be teaming up with:
Lois Lane
Steve Trevor
And Selina Kyle.
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He and Lois would get along great, I feel.
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Nora would probably grab some New Genesis tech and get ab outfit similar to Kirby's Thor.
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Jaune would probably get something similar to Azrael.
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countrymusiclover · 10 months
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86 - Calling Us Home
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Part 87
Gemini Runaway
@icefrye19 @secretdreamlandmentality
Walking through the streets of Mystic Falls it was just me and the girls with me. Damon and Stefan needed Klaus’s help with something that involved some sort of stone. Since Lily has brought her lover back from hell I'm told. Heading up to the ice cream shop I halted in my tracks seeing one of the Heretics looking at the menu board. "Uh girls, how about we go somewhere else.."
"But I want ice cream!" Hope tugged my arm when I attempted to tug them backwards.
Missy begged me. "Please mommy."
"You promised that if we were really good while you and dad went to visit Jo's husband." Alina said back, making me roll my eyes.
Taking a few more steps we were at the order menu with me standing beside the heretic girl. She turned her head, noticing us beside her. "Do you have any good recommendations on this tiny establishment?"
"It's ice cream. I don't think there are any bad options." Dropping down on a knee to be level with our daughters. "Okay so what do you all want?"
Missy raised her hand like in school. "Strawberry."
Hope went after her. "Rocky road."
Leaving Alina last. "Cookies n cream!"
"Okay. That will be all for us sir." Handing the worker the money I eyed the heretic who was just staring at me. "Sorry I don't mean to be rude. But can I help you?"
The brunette heretic nodded, ordering a chocolate ice cream cone. “So I hear you’re a witch from what Valerie has told us.”
“Actually I’m like you, Incendia.” Holding up my freehand some fire came out and died away. I smiled, licking my cookie dough cone.
The woman nodded, taking a bite out of her cone covering her mouth with her hand gasping. “Oh my, that's colder than I thought. But it’s very good.”
“If you want rather good human food I suggest the Mystic Grill. Let’s go girls.” I turned on my heels about to leave until she called out to us.
“I’m Nora. What are your and your daughter’s names?” She asked me.
Glancing over my shoulder I sent her a small smile pointing towards my girls when I introduced them. “I’m Raelyn Mikaelson. My oldest daughter here is Hope. Then this is Alina and finally Melissa but we mostly just call her Missy.”
“Well they’re adorable.” She sighed, dropping her smile at the ground. “At least you have a family to experience this world together with unlike me.”
Missy licked her cone, feeling her sadness. “Where is your family at?”
Nora sniffed away tears. “My girlfriend Mary Louise isn’t exactly open to trying out this new world together with me. I have been forced to endure it alone.”
“That’s sad.” Hope replied back.
Alina reached for my hand grasping it lightly when I sent the heretic a smile. “In my experience if your partner wants to be with you. Then they will do whatever they have to make you happy. But you shouldn’t have to wait alone. So if you are open to it I can be your friend.”
“What do you want out of it?” Nora asked.
Shaking my head I could feel someone watching us. “Nothing. I just know what it’s like to be scared and need a friend ... .I'd suggest showing yourself before I make you!”
“She’s a fiery little bitch isn’t she.” Whipping my head around I watched the blonde heretic walking towards us with a scowl on her face.
Nora sent her an annoyed look. “What are you doing here, Mary Lou?”
“I want you to come home. I miss you.” She told her back.
Nora rolled her eyes taking more bites out of her ice cream cone. “Well I don’t want to come home with you and stay in the house. All because you are too afraid to embrace the new world. Even if it has annoying things. It’s better than being in that prison world.”
“What are you all staring at. This is a private conversation!” Mary Louise snapped showing her fangs to me.
Throwing away the cone I pushed my daughters in the opposite direction looking back at the couple only one more time. We finally made it back to the mansion and I opened the door seeing Klaus was waiting on the couch. “Raelyn, we need to talk alone. Girls, can you go to your rooms please for a little while.”
“Okay daddy.” Alina slumped her shoulders with the other two following her footsteps.
Walking over to the couch I plopped down beside him shifting my gaze towards my husband. “So what exactly do we need to talk about, Nik?”
“We need to leave Mystic Falls.” He said taking a drink of bourbon from the glass he was holding.
“What why?” I questioned him.
He shifted so we were facing each other sitting his glass on the table. His gaze focused on mine. “Apparently the heretics that we helped release are in possession of a stone I recognized from my thousand years. It’s called a phoenix stone that brought back one of the heretic souls that were trapped inside of it.”
Putting my hands together in my lap I tilted my head to the side. “Okay so why exactly do we need to run back to New Orleans?”
“Because the stone belongs to a sword that belongs to a hunter. A hunter that wants to kill anyone who stops her from getting her marked kill.” He explained raising his hands and I could tell that he was slightly beginning to panic. “If she makes you with her sword she can find anyone of us and she won’t stop-“
Holding my hands up I cut him off not liking that he was panicking. “Nik, slow down. I get that barely anything scares you. But why exactly are you afraid of this supposed hunter? I mean clearly she’s not here.”
“One of the heretics is marked, Raelyn.” He blurted out gently, grabbing my shoulders. “His name is Julian and he was the one they just released from the hell stone. Meaning that the huntress will come here to kill him.”
Moving my hands onto his forearms I gained his attention seeing that he was letting some tears out in fear. “Klaus, stop worrying. We don’t have to run like you did from Mikael for a thousand years. We were separated for six years by Marcel but I won’t run anymore.”
“Rae.”
He simply said my name before my phone started ringing so I took it out of my pocket seeing I was my brother. “J, hey. What’s going on?”
“Raelyn, we need you and Klaus to come back here. Something is happening with Andrea.” He was frantically talking through the phone.
Shaking my head I needed him to calm down. “Woah Jacob. Slow down. Just tell me what is going on there.”
“So uh….you know that thing we called the Hollow. Well apparently Andrea has been seeing a blue light calling out to her. It gives her nightmares and I don’t know what to do. We…I need your help.” My twin’s voice broke when he finished his sentence telling me he was terrified for his daughter.
Hanging up the phone Klaus lifted his gaze upward to me since I jumped to my feet. “What’s going on, love?”
“We’re going to New Orleans. My brother called for our help.” Stomping up the stairs I didn’t know that Klaus was smirking as I walked away with headstrong determination.
He mumbled to himself proudly. “She truly is a Queen.”
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greatunironic · 1 year
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title: the other hand knocking (2/8) summary: Since he was eighteen, Steven Harrington knew he would not marry: there were many factors, but chief among them were that he had, he knew, given up his chance for true happiness when he had allowed his mother to persuade him from accepting Edward Munson’s proposal. Or: a Regency AU.
excerpt: “Aye, sir,” he said, the corner of his mouth inching upwards. “Almost constantly. But he’s quite the beautiful animal, so we do forgive him his trespasses, mostly.”
“That he is.”
“May I ask, sir, how you came by him?”
“Friend of mine from the service,” said the general gruffly. This, Steve was beginning to suspect, was how the man did nearly everything. “Breeds them down in York after his retirement. Sent me the ill-tempered beast as a wedding present, the bastard.”
“Well, it’s a fine present as I could imagine,” he commented.
“Were he not the devil himself.” 
“Aye, there is that. But personality, I think, is a fine thing.”
The general grunted again, looked him up and down assessingly. “One word for it.
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Grady Sutton in Don't Play Bridge with Your Wife (1933)
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gatutor · 1 year
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William Boyd-Nora Lane "Hopalong rides again" 1937, de Lesley Selander.
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seikointelli · 3 months
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To the adults who have kids
All of you are milfs / dilfs
Nora: I'm not entirely sure of what MILF means but I think its something good.
Samantha: Aw, thank you!
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jasontoddssuper · 10 months
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Fact:Any malewife character and actually feminist female character can be improved by making them black
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kyeterna · 3 months
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Attention!
Have you seen Nora Manis??!?!
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Now you have :)
Have a nice day
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