#rocking horse ballerina

[fuankouzanyuushinreihaijikkou]

[cryptid-stimming]

Age-Regressor Alastor (Hazbin Hotel) Stimboard (with late 18th century/early 19th century toys)

x x x / x x / x x x

[Image description: a 9 gif stimboard; from left to right.

First line: A gif panning out on large wooden rocking horse outside in front of a red brick wall. The horse has a dappled painted white coat, a red saddle and a white hair mane that is blowing in the wind. A close-up gif of a spinning thaumatrope on a wooden stand, the thaumatrope is a circle of card attached to string, one side has an image of a birdcage and the other a bird and when spun fast it creates the illusion of a bird in a cage. A close-up gif of fingers picking up a metal spinning top (with small metal beads) and spinning it.

Second line: A gif panning over small wooden desks in a Victorian one-room schoolhouse before ending up at an old wood stove and a chalkboard at the front of the class. A still image of Alastor from Hazbin Hotel with an edited antique pacifier in his mouth. And a close-up give panning over a Victorian school desk with a textbook and metal bow compass.

Third line: A gif of children playing with 18th century toys; a doll, wooden blocks, a jacob's ladder & a wooden ball and cup. A gif jumpcutting as a spinning top toy ballerina spins in a toy theater, and close up shots of her 'legs' and torso spinning. And a gif panning over a tray of glass marbles.

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[mascrapping]

2022: Enchant - Spread 2

Move slider to see passport open This is the second spread from my visit to Enchant in Dallas, TX in December 2022. When we entered the experience, we were handed passport books to collect stamps at the experience. There were 8 stamps in all, and we collected all of them! The stamps are Teddy Bear, Ballerina, Rubik’s Cube, Duck, Train, Dinosaur, Rocking Horse, and Airplane. If you click on the…

[applesaucesims]

Louis had got up early on his birthday morning, so he would be able to enjoy as much time of his special day as possible. The only downside was that now he had to think of more things to do, while his parents were busy taking care of his baby sisters, and they were all waiting for the guests to come.

Just as he was trying his best to create a personal record of balancing atop his rocking horse, he heard his mother opening his bedroom door. In seconds, Louis jumped back to sitting on the horse, as if he had been sitting there the whole time. Luckily, it seemed that Emma had not noticed, but it did not matter anyway. As soon as the promise of a gift was mentioned, it was all that the birthday kid could think about.

Emma sat down on the rug in Louis's play corner and pulled out a neatly wrapped gift box from behind her back, placing it in front of her son who excitedly grabbed it.

Of course, Louis had to throw in a reminder that he was promised a trip to the ballet not too long ago, and he was still waiting for that day to come. Surely he was old enough to go now.

So he would not hurt himself on the paper, Emma helped unwrap the gift for her son. With the wrappings pushed aside, and the box inside opened, Louis was greeted by the small statue of a ballet dancer that his mother had bought for him at the theatre.

Carefully, Louis picked up the ballerina, marvelling at the graceful figure. He spun it around in his little hands, making it dance through the air, his eyes shimmering with joy. One thing was clear, Emma had been right in thinking this was the perfect gift for her son.

[TRANSCRIPT]

Louis: "woah-"

Emma: "Louis?"

*quick shuffling and rattling noises*

Louis: "Yes?"

Emma: "What's my birthday boy been up to?"

Louis: "Nothing at all!"

Emma: "Well, I have a little surprise for you!"

Louis: "Oh! Can I see?"

...

Emma: "It's something I got for you from the ballet, remember?"

Louis: "Yes, and we're going, too!"

Emma: *laughs* "Yes, don't worry, I didn't forget!"

Louis: "Can I open?"

Emma: "Yes, of course. Go ahead!"

...

Louis: *gasp* "It's a ballanina!"

Emma: "Yes, a ballerina. Do you like it?"

Louis: "I love it, Mum! Thank you!"

[deadboyfriendd]

In My Hand

This belongs to the Wild Horses universe, a culmination of blurbs between Eddie and Desert Artist!Reader. Based off of the Gutterballs fic by @dr-aculaaa , based in her Sunday Morning universe!

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady

Seamstress for the band

Pretty-eyed, pirate smile

You'll marry a music man

Ballerina, you must've seen her

Dancing in the sand

And now she's in me, always with me

Tiny dancer in my hand

The thing they don’t mention when you hit Interstate 10 heading westward through Tucson is: there is a vast expanse of nothingness you have to clear first. It is mind-numbing. It is beige. It is open for miles and Eddie fears it may all be a mirage– or that he will drive into a painted-on hole in the side of a mountain and flatten himself. 

No one warned him about the low desert, the beige-ness is all of his utter disdain for it. He pictured red-rocked Sedona, some girl in a flat-bed pickup waiting for him with tanned skin and a backless top. Not this. Mid-february it it was already warm. He thought he could see the mirage warp on the horizon, even when it was broken by the beginnings of buildings coming into his foresight. It is late after-noon by now, sun burning hot and angry but not yet pushed towards that precipice of cooling. He felt it begin to warm his neck past comfort where the black shirt lay across the flat of his back. 

This bar was a dive, for sure. Not unlike his home bar. Reclaimed wood that was probably old fifteen years ago and waxy bar tops that stayed sticky despite the mildewy wetness of the rag that was being passed over it. The bartender was a gruff-looking man, whom Eddie assumed knew how to make two variants of drinks– pulling capped lids off of bottles, or straight liquor, over ice if you were lucky. Eddie took the former, settling himself over a barstool, his guitar in case resting against his knee. 

“No open mic night here, ‘m afraid.” 

“You know of anyone looking?” He’d asked, solemnly hoping for some semblance of tips to get him to the next town. 

“Backtrack the frontage a few miles, you’ll turn back on to a county road that takes you out towards Texas Hill. You’ll know ‘em when you see ‘em. They’re about your type,” He’d said back, taking one last look at him up and down. 

He placed a few dollars on the bar top, telling him to keep the change as he headed out. 

By now, the sun leaked saturated hues into a nitrate sky. Just as the bartender had said, frontage road, county opening, and right out in the middle of the desert lay a congregation of vans, campers, and RV’S. Desert Hills. He’d said in his mind, smugly. A smattering of old, second-hand cars and the marring of people to match. The irony of this all had been incredible. A bus, painted green, was parked sideways across the front of the congregation, a drop-cloth, hand-painted sign reading, “Howl at the Moon”.

A parable of lepers-by-day, though, by night they would peel back the sore to reveal fresh skin and a strong voice. Here, the day started when the sun went down. There is a fire in the center burning hot with blue flame at the nucleus. A sun in which you orbit as a celestial body. 

You are dancing around the fire a liquid dance with no rhyme or reason. It’s fluid in motion and like ribbon in deliverance. You are brilliant, a mass of curls that sway, not as many strands, but a brilliant unit, breaking off into parts that fall over your shoulders and back again. Draped in patched together masses and adorned in turquoise– barefoot in the dune of soft sand with no fear or reverence in what hides beneath. 

“What’re you gonna do with that guitar, Mister? Ya gonna be a rockstar?” You ask, all pretty eyes with lashes that kiss at the corners. 

 He nods, smiling as you take his hand to pull him towards the mass. “That’s the plan.”

“You can be anything you want here.” 

The moon peeks out over the east mountain and you howl in punctuation. It’s a wild and unruly thing, almost like you. It pierces his ears and fills him with warmth. Something stirs in his stomach. Like champagne. You deliver a few light-hearted slaps to his chest in the midst of his, encouraging a loud, crackling howl that bellows from deep within him. It fizzles out in laughter. 

Something about the pitch of your laugh and the dusting of stars across a gradient purple sky makes something move in slow motion and, somehow, it makes him wonder how soft your hair must be at the roots. 

“Well maybe you can play that guitar for me sometime. We’ll make you into a real rockstar.” You tell him, gesturing to the guitar propped against a hay bale. Across the front reads: This Machine Slays Dragons in a hand-lettered font. 

It feels stupid to try to shake your hand, he realizes this after he offers it. You take it anyways, “My name’s Eddie, by the way.”

“Well, Eddie.” You pull your culmination of silver squash blossoms from your neck, chiming a lovely song as they move to rest around his neck, “I knight thee. This land is your land.”

You smile at him, all teeth. “Hope we don’t have any dragons come around.” 

“Or fascists.” he shrugged

“Or fascist dragons.” 

“Then we would really have a problem.” 

[bleachedvi0let]

Nana Osaki’s lace up shoes are inspired by the Vivienne Westwood Rocking Horse Ballerina shoe. The shoes were first seen at the brands Spring-Summer 1985 Mini-Crini catwalk show.

“I wanted these little childish shoes, like sandals but a bit like clogs. They had to have a little platform - they rocked a bit. They were important to the collection.” - Vivienne Westwood

Vivienne Westwood’s designs were constantly featured in both the Nana manga and anime.

[weuneigh]

heartache prevails in a land that cultivates it

the once loved guitar catching webs and dust the ballerina that failed to escape the rust the bottle of pills that lie on the floor the horse she couldn’t rock back and forth the nonexistent laughter on a cheesy pun the unfinished painting that never saw the sun the masterpiece we never created the curiosity that remained unsated the blushing doll that lost its name the anticipated knock that never came the boxes that filled the loveless nursery the cries that echo in the infirmary the truth we lacked the courage to confess the labor of love they dubbed as a mess the mirror that has yet to witness a smile the toilet bowl that grew familiar with bile.

[thirdrowcentre]

Sara Stockbridge in corseted red velvet and the Rocking Horse Ballerina shoes from Vivienne Westwood's Harris Tweed AW 86/87 Collection (photo by Kim Knott)

[drunktextmylove]

rocking horse ballerina shoe….

[mymlody]

2024 wardrobe post

happy new year everyone!

this is my first wardrobe post, so i hope you enjoy. i still have goals for this year in terms of closet acquisition & things i want to sell / trade, but we shall see :)

i currently don't have a very good spot to take photos (& tumblr has an image limit), so i'll just link lolibrary entries for now, but i'll make a nice little collage or video when i can soon ^_^

jsks & OPs

angelic pretty tartan school OP in pink (2007) (WTS/WTT)

baby, the stars shine bright cul de paris JSK in sax (first release) (2006)

emily temple cute unidentified JSK in ivory

innocent world lace hearts JSK in black (2007)

metamorphose temps de fille apple scallop switching JSK in navy (2007)

angelic pretty dreamy horoscope OP in white (2012)

angelic pretty miracle candy OP in black (2009)

metamorphose temps de fille parka OP in pink (2007)

skirts

angelic pretty mode girl skirt in red (2006 re-release)

metamorphose temps de fille cat print skirt in black (2006)

unidentified emily temple cute skirt in black (WTS/WTT)

blouses & cutsews

angelic pretty lovely pintuck blouse in white (2014)

innocent world heart rose blouse in white (2011)

baby, the stars shine bright square yoke cutsew in black (2010)

sets

alice and the pirates tartan check vest & hem cuff pants in pink (2008)

outerwear

baby, the stars shine bright unidentified rose lace bolero in black

miho matsuda unidentified fur capelet

headwear

angelic pretty mode girl headband in red (2006)

angelic pretty miracle★candy head bow in black (2009)

offbrand beret in black

offbrand velvet headband in black

MILK headband in black

handbags

innocent world heart scallop bag in black (2007)

metamorphose temps de fille crown label ribbon logo mini bag in black (2010)

loris starfish crossbody bag in sax (2023)

loris sweet heart shape bag in black (2023)

socks

baby, the stars shine bright unidentified writing logo OTKs in pink

algonquins unidentified butterfly OTKs in black

angelic pretty bunny border crew length socks in black/grey (2021)

angelic pretty poodle pattern socks in white/black (2004)

baby, the stars shine bright BABY school knee socks (2021)

jewelry

(i use a lot of offbrand jewelry, so only my explicitly lolita jewelry is listed here)

jane marple heart earrings in black (2007)

angelic pretty jelly candy toys ring in pink (2022)

MILK crown ring in ivory/offwhite (unknown release date)

shoes

alice & the pirates christopher shoes in black (2016)

bodyline rocking horse ballerina shoes in red (2010)

bodyline single strap pumps in white

antaina heeled ankle-strap shoes in brown (2023)

dearmylove round heel lolita pumps in black (2021)

[holespoles]

A Christmas 2022 stamp has been issued by Hellenic Post, the Greek Post Office. This year's Christmas design features characters from the fairy tales "The Nutcracker," "The Ballerina," "Harlequin," and "The Rocking Horse" celebrating Christmas.

[depressiondoll]

SOLD

Selling some ballerina rocking horse shoes, size 42eu / US womens 10-10.5

Message me if you’re interested

Followers get a 10% discount

[luxsmall]

The gouvernement gave me 900€ because I had a good grade on my baccalauréat and now I can buy my vivienne westwood ballerina rocking horse shoes

[dollsinvogue]

hi!! idk if you accept suggestions but i wanted to point out that Skulltimate Secrets Draculaura has shoes very reminiscent of Vivienne Westwood's Ballerina/Rocking Horse shoes :D

I totally do!!

Do you mean the black or the pink shoes bc I can see both kinda? But also the black ones have a similar platform so I’m thinking it’s that :D

[lunarphonecharm]

Whats on ur wishlist? <33

right now my wishlist is

♡ vivienne westwood rocking horse ballerinas

♡ gisou hair oil

♡ tangle angel hair brush

♡ these 2 tops from brandy i saw

♡ subdued “protect your heart” top

♡ this one vintage gucci bag off vestiare

♡ gemini jewels jacquetta cross necklace

♡ a digital camera

[jimothy-hopkins]

- Fun Facts About My Bully OCS -

Chris actually has the ability to grapple and bodyslam Jimmy, as she has a muscular build and experience in many contacts sports.

Silena and Davis fight A LOT. They have scream matches in the parking lot/auto chop almost every week. Their relationship is dookie doo doo.

Angelina is a reference to Angelina Jolie and the role she played in Girl, Interrupted.

Alice was a very talented figure skater. Tonya Harding could never.

Sergei speaks with a lisp without his retainer cause all four of his front teeth are missing.

He got a hockey puck to the face and not even the mouth guard could save him.

Diana can run in heels.

She will fucking mow you down don’t think for a second she will trip.

Diana actually struggles walking in shoes that aren’t heels funny enough.

Summer often stands from high places and pelts other students with rocks using her slingshot.

Oz is really good at playing ping-pong.

Angelina and Summer are idiotic best friends.

Silena’s family runs a cattle farm.

Chris is a lacrosse player, although she did cheer in middle school but quit cause she hated it and tore her ACL.

It is so easy to get Sergei flustered.

Chris and the other girls have planned to jump Mr. Burton multiple times but never got the chance.

Alice haunts the Harrington House and girl’s bathrooms/locker rooms.

She’s scared the shit out of all the preps.

One time Jimmy went to the girls locker room to grab something for Zoe and screamed like a little girl when he saw Alice’s ghost just staring at him.

Diana and Max are pretty close friends. They’re very sweet to each other.

Oz can tap dance really well.

Oz has dressed up as The Wizard of Oz before.

Summer cried so hard when Lucky dumped her.

Angelina and Alice took her out shopping to cheer her up and they got some ice cream together.

Chris has beat the shit out of Earnest so many times.

Angelina is in fact a ballerina and she hates that fucking mouse.

Silena has a horse named Phantom’s Fury. He’s a thoroughbred who helps herd the cattle. He’s a very gentle for a stallion.

Sergei sometimes goes to the girl’s dorm to just sit on his little sister Sofia’s old bed.

None of the other girls have touched or moved her things out of both fear of Sergei and respect for Sofia’s passing.

All of the jocks collectively miss Sofia.

Chris especially misses her, since Sofia felt like the little sister she always wanted.

Alice sometimes fucks with the lights and locker doors to scare the prefects at night.

This resulted in Seymour nearly pissing himself and screaming like a little girl. And yes he did run to Diana and Seth.

This has also happened to Diana and you would’ve thought somebody killed her she screamed so loud.

Summer hates ALL of the greasers and often bullies them.

She still can’t look Lucky in the eyes though. He didn’t just break her heart he shattered the mf.

Diana has a cat that she walks every morning.

Oz and Vance get confused for each other a lot.

They’ve also been confused as twins/brothers by almost everyone.

Chris has punched her stepmom before.

Sergei and Thad are very good friends.