#Spring Stolen

[wickedzeevyln]

Still

How quickly your smile has flown away eloping with flocks of saffron sunsets; Pilfering the earth of its spring iut of memories reach. Hope has done but little to palliate the grief Where you voice has not touched, and this longing has been scourging peace until my sanity, I no longer trust.

[lorrainestea]

If I had a nickel for everytime Denise Gough's characters ends up in prison at the end of a series I would have two nickels, which isn't a lot but it's weird it happened twice

[lmelodie]

The saloon doors swing open with a worn creak with their entry. The patrons inside barely batting an eye at the two women who enter. The terrible desert heat has melted most of Jacqueline's frost off her at this point, blending in more with the rest of the folks around here. Her and Elle both look over the hourglass in Jacqueline's hands. The sand unnaturally halted in space mid pinch point, neither flowing down nor shifting, no matter which way she turns it over in her palm.

"Why is Father Time's stuff always so finicky?" Elle asks. "And I mean like ALL of his stuff is just so touchy and for what?"

"I know right! He calls it timey wimey nonsense and as accurate as that description is, not an excuse for all his shit to go haywire this often."

The pair only have a second to linger in the doorway before they’re split down the center. Killian moves past them with Mel tossed over one of his shoulders, limp and dehydrated, cloudy in the eyes. Both girls stumble to the side as he bulldozes past them, this time garnering the attention of the saloon goes. 

However few are there this early in the day, they all cast concerned glances to each other, watching the stranger cross the length of the building to the bar at the back wall, depositing the other stranger onto a stool. A few onlookers letting out a sigh of relief when the woman manages to sit herself up and confirms her own mortality.

Jacqueline's brow furrows, handing the hourglass to Elle before following the both of them to the bar.

"Keep the drinks coming for this one, been out in the sun too long," Killian drawls to the tender, "She's got a bit of the visions goin'. As many as it takes, and sprinkle in a few beers for her too. I'll take care of the tab at the end of the night."

The barkeep shrugs as his only nonchalant confirmation.

Killian takes his hat off and sits next to Mel, just in time for Jacquline to do the same on her other side, holding her shoulders as she sways slightly.

"Kills I told you; I can keep her hydrated.”

“There's only so much snowballs can do in a desert Jacqueline.”

“Hey, I have never come across a problem that can't be solved with a couple dozen snowballs! I use them so much for a reason.”

All three briefly pause as a tall glass and a taller mug of beer slide across the countertop to Mel and Killian respectively. Mel takes the glass without hesitation, gulping down the drink in record time with a satisfied huff. A tint of color returns to her eyes, spinning a pointed finger in the air and sliding the empty glass, "HOH! Good stuff. Another, please barkeep.”

“Plus, I highly doubt that you can keep making ice out of thin air when it's 103 out here.”

Jacqueline's nose scrunches, “I can go as long as I want out here! Summer sprite blood comes in handy for that, you underestimate me?!”

“A little,” he punctuates the sentence with drowning the first half of his own drink.

Jacqueline grumbles to herself, snagging the second glass sliding down to Mel before it gets to her. She takes a sparing glance around the mostly empty establishment, waiting until the bartender has his back turned, and holding a clenched fist over the cup before dropping three summoned ice cubes into the water. She makes direct eye contact with Killian. He rolls his eyes; Mel takes the glass without comment.

It was then that Elle gently intersected herself between the other two women, “Hey so, bad news, I have no idea how to fix this thing.” The elf sidles over to Mels other side to take her own seat, “It's not like any of his other stuff where there's mechanics inside it or something, I just can't figure it out.”

“Huh. Well, I guess we have ample time to figure it out if nothing else.”

Mel, already finishing her third glass, finally pipes up, a bit more life in her form than a few minutes ago, “Oh no, I'm sorry ladies, but I cannot stay here in this dry pit of despair for any longer than I must. Water is too sparse here and I feel like a piece of wilted flora.”

“Very fair. Mel, we will not let you get shriveled up—”

“—Again,” Elle adds apologetically.

“Again.”

“To be fair, I might've let my pride get in the way of that one. Should've told you sooner, really.”

“Girl, it’s fine. Everything will be fine, we'll get this hourglass working again and we can all go home,” Jacqueline assures her.

Mel sighs and falls over to lean against Jacqueline's side, “at the very least, even without the ice on the outside, you still run very cold.”

“Thanks! It comes in handy,” she cheerfully responds, wrapping an arm around her and pulling Killian in as well to share the cold. He immediately pulls away in favor of finishing his first drink of the night.

OOH BOY, you y'all remember that little project I mentioned I was doing here? Well, this is the FRIST HALF of that thang. WELCOME TO THE COWBOY ADVENTURE BABYYY LETS GOO

There was originally gonna be more of a story besides the little blurb up there, but I decided, fuck it, too impatient, I've been laboring away at this for TOO LONG I don't have more time to write a proper one shot of this right now lol

The top illustration absolutely took me SO LONG to complete, I really fucked myself over for doing a STAGECOACH AND TWO HORSES!

But allow me to get into some nitty gritty about this little adventure:

Killian's cowboy outfit has always been this way; this is always what he was gonna look like.

And he canonically LOVED the wild west era, was active for the entire thing, had an absolute BALL, pretty sure it was one of, if not his FAVORITE era. I imagine the rag he usually has tied around his foot was his old bandana from this time!

But conceptualizing the girls' outfits was SO FUN.

I had an inner debate with myself on whether or not Mel would be wearing pants for this adventure, and something maybe a little more femme and historically accurate.

But I found out what a Victorian Cycling fit looks like and it was PERFECT for her. Still moveable but almost a little nerdy looking in some kind of way, and just a looking just enough out of place for where this is taking place in.

I also kind of had this same dilemma with Jacqueline, because she really does rock the chaps, I was tempted to make that her ft but ended up with a more Annie Oakly (A famous sharpshooter) looking skirt.

And because her brother already has the chaps in my personal style catalogue and I didn't want them to be TOO matchy in the meta

And because Killian is still on probation from the LAST time he drove, I got to do a little nod to this piece where the sibs are in the same situation. Having them make similar faces in this scene gave me such joy >:)

Elle I pretty much got on the first try.

I tried out the jacket and hat on the second one, but what I've found is that she really pulls off the bustled skirt look. Changed out the lace for the stripe pattern and she's good lol (and ended up making her skirt green in the illo because it would've blended too much with the red coach.)

I think Elle is actually gonna be the sharpshooter in this group! Kills ends up giving her the shot gun and she handles it pretty well!

I think this little chase scene ends when they abandon the coach and jump onto a moving train to escape.

[enniewritesathing]

I'm not sure what's going on in this other than John went hunting and came back with a plate of raw meat.

Brian's seen this enough times to not judge him for it but...

[azaisya]

biiiiiiig stretch!

[circleofshit]

Coil - Furfur - Stolen and Contaminated Songs

[demonlorddante]

“I don’t care if mike is hard and don’t call me lemonade” garnering 13 thousand notes in a day is so funny because I saw that as an image meme in like 2021. I remember my sister and I discussing whether we should show it to our mom who loves airplane

[cam0mi1e]

My dave cosplay :d

Tee hee

[tittyinfinity]

I am losing too much sleep from playing the Zegend of Lelda Kears of the Tingdom

[themborules]

[hawaiian-punch-ass-potion]

I feel so cleansed! Probably not as cleansed as my comrades, but still cleansed. These druids are very skilled at what they do!

[quirkychaoticraptor]

I'm just saying, right now: if Hyuga Norihisa wasn't fictional, and I'm having one of those evenings when I actually want to give a hug or two, this is literally how it would be.

Hyuga: ....

My tired ass: ....

Hyuga: ....Don't fuckin' do it.

Me: .... *reaches for a hug*

Hyuga: No. *pushes me away*

[hawkingsbarkins]

April 30th ‘85

“Doodling on my school work again, disrupting the system or whatever Eddie calls it.”

[blueiscoool]

Stolen van Gogh Painting Worth Millions Returned in a Ikea Bag

The painting was stolen in March 2020 from the Singer Laren Museum.

A Dutch art detective has helped recover a missing Vincent van Gogh painting that was stolen from the Singer Laren Museum, east of Amsterdam, in March 2020.

The "Parsonage Garden at Nuenen in Spring," painted in 1884, was stolen from the famous Dutch museum in a daring overnight smash-and-grab heist during the coronavirus lockdown.

Dutch art crime detective Arthur Brand, who has spent decades tracking down some of the world's greatest masterpieces, announced on Tuesday he had recovered the stolen masterpiece.

In a video posted on Brand's Instagram, the detective can be seen unwrapping the coveted artwork, holding it up as he poses for the camera.

"So here it is! The Spring Garden by Vincent van Gogh which was stolen three and a half years ago on Van Gogh's birthday from a museum in the Netherlands. We have searched for it for more than three and a half years," he said.

Brand said he was able to recover the famous artwork in "close coordination" with Dutch police, deeming it a "great day for all Van Gogh lovers worldwide."

The painting -- estimated to be worth between about $3.2 million to $6.4 million -- was handed to Brand by an unnamed man in a blue Ikea bag at his Amsterdam home, he said.

"Finally, it's here, it's back," said Brand, announcing he is set to return it today to the Singer Laren Museum director.

The recovery followed the emergence of "proof-of-life" photos of the painting circulating in online Mafia circles in June 2020, three months after the dramatic heist. One of the images showed the multimillion-dollar artwork -- which measures 25-by-57 centimeter -- flanked alongside a copy of The New York Times international edition and a book about a famous art thief.

In April 2021, Dutch police spokesperson Maren Wonder announced in a video statement that a 58-year-old man, named only as Nils M, was arrested in Baarn, Netherlands, on suspicion of stealing paintings by van Gogh and Frans Hals with an accumulative value of £18 million, or about $22.4 million.

"This arrest is an important step in the investigation," Wonder announced at the time. "Both paintings have not yet resurfaced with this arrest. The search continues unabated."

In a statement sent Tuesday, Dutch Police confirmed that the perpetrator was in custody and that the famous painting has been recovered, soon to be ready to be viewed by the public.

"The perpetrator is in custody and the painting is back. We are very happy with that result," said Richard Bronswijk, of the Dutch Police's Art Crime Unit.

"We know hat these types of items are used as collateral within organized crime. Intercepted messages have given us good insight into the criminal trade in these types of valuable objects."

The penalty for stealing a painting is imprisonment of 8 years.

"The search for Frans Hals' painting continued unabated."

By Emma Ogao.

[inlovewithhearts]

new babies !!

[punkrockgrantaire]

This is my dragon age OC. Its called Great Skyhold and its the spirit loci for Skyhold. It started as a spirit of valour and now its a strange little guy