#the adventuress

[johannesviii]

The Eighth Doctor has lived rent free in my head for more than ten years at this point and yet @daydreamycrustacean drawing Eight with autopsy scars reprogrammed my entire brain with a single drawing

[luxus-aeterna]

exploring the Degas House, but make it 1935…

[corallapis]

paul eluard, i cannot be known / jean cocteau, art of style / sandra cisneros, dulzura / ann brashares, my name is memory / james allen hall, the enemy / bound (1996) / micah nemerever, these violent delights / richard siken, the way the light reflects / jean genet, querelle / iain s. thomas, the circle, triangle, square / franz kafka, letters to felice / gabriela mistral, tr. randall couch, electra in the mist

[adventuressclubamericas]

Happy International Women's Day!

[quanatural]

Haha, long time no see.I just make some potato chips fanart.I have recently fallen into the trough of creative and psychological problems. 😖😖When I was relaxing, I drew these.（My mental state is already sjwjsjs.）

p1：Professor Karl and Boo-Berry shoot advertisements, but 椰树meme.

p2：After reading the comics, I want Professor Jeancard to appear in the comic box.

p3：Evil polyhedron.Draw with ink and wash because I can.To be honest, I'm really planning to remake You'll Find Out for them. Of course, I also want to make another new movie for the three of them.

p4：Fashion fashion

The others are Polo or other doodles, well, I've finished watching I was an Adventuress, too. Nice movies, I will look for opportunities to draw more Polo and re-evaluate this film.

[gallifreyanhotfive]

From The Adventuress of Henrietta Street

Just kiss already. You're touched to get an invitation to the Doctor’s wedding but would have preferred something more personal? Did you want to be the one marrying him? To bring up Sabbath too...bringing up the Doctor’s new wife AND his other homoerotic situationship? Jealousy. And ooooof, telling him to go fix himself before you can get back to destroying each other. What if instead you just made out sloppy style. Or maybe helped fix his memory problems

[gnome-adjacent-vagabond]

Inspiration struck. I wish I could have fit more characters!

[rhymeswithfart]

Assorted doodles feat. The best boy

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[frogmuse]

Petit cœur ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

[queenlucythevaliant]

under the wings

1. Polly would always always always remember the feeling of falling asleep beneath Fledge's feathered wings.

2. She'd been curled up close to his side with his coverts over her shoulders like a shawl. His pinions had stretched past her to break the night winds. She'd leaned into the crook of his wing, feeling softness on her cheek. When she turned over in the night, feathers brushed her from all sides, whispering against her skin.

3. If Polly could have wished for one thing, at twelve, at twenty, at sixty, it would have been the same: to live in that memory. If she might, she never would have emerged from her place beneath Fledge's tawny wings.

4. She loved her smuggler's cave because it was safe and small and hers. She loved all kinds of nooks and closets, window seats and beds with curtains and covers she could crawl under.

5. Digory never understood it. He himself liked wide open space and covering skies. "It's the same concept though, I think," Polly remarked once. "There's something lovely about the feeling of being underneath."

6. Polly was even, unfathomably, rather partial to certain bomb shelters, though she'd never have admitted it. How pleasant it was to fall asleep underground, curled up in a corner wrapped in a blanket, safe in the knowledge that she was too far down for anything to hurt her.

7. (And when she wasn't in a shelter and the bombs fell anyway, she squeezed her eyes shut and pictured tawny feathers all round her.)

8. Digory wrote her letters and she wrote back. His were full of ditches in the ground and hers of shelters, but they both liked to write about lions and the sky.

9. After the first war, it was easy for a pretty lady to talk her way into flying lessons with one of the hundred wayward pilots left over from the fighting.

10. He was a mechanic by trade, and he didn't mind unconventional women; but he told Polly she had no business in a cockpit if she didn't know her way around an engine. So, two summers after the war ended, she spent her mornings smearing oil across her ruffled blouses and learning how to make things fly.

11. (She would have married him, if ever he'd asked her- but he never did, and maybe it was for the best.)

12. As the years wore past, Polly met other little girls with ribbons in their hair. She told them stories and she taught them her magic, and when they cried she brought them into her hiding places the same way she'd once done with Digory Kirke.

13. They called her Aunt Polly - both those children that she cared for interbellum, and the ones that came after.

14. Once, Polly dreamed that it had been her instead. Aslan told her, you will be the grandmother of all the angels, and feathered wings sprang from her back. Once, Polly dreamed that it had been her instead of Fledge.

15. (She woke with the feeling of feathers still clinging to her shoulders, itching.)

16. During the second war, she worked at an aerodrome. Occasionally she flew with the training crews, but mostly she'd go out onto the tarmac after the sirens were done and stand in the shadows of airplane wings.

17. When Digory told her about the wardrobe, Polly went to his estate, pulled out all the coats, and shut herself in. She didn't have any notions of getting back to Narnia that way-- but she did it all the same.

18. Jill and Eustace made her laugh: Eustace, who hated heights, and Jill, who panicked in small spaces. Oh Lord, thought Polly, save me from the irony. She loved them anyway.

19. In the end, she died in a train crash and opened her eyes to something like fragrant, golden feathers.

20. And suddeny, Polly understood. They're weren't really Fledge's wings at all, were they?

[cursemewithyourkiss]

Alma Taylor and Ronald Colman in Anna the Adventuress (1920).

Found in Came the Dawn: Memories of a Film Poineer by Cecil M. Hepworth.

[spongebob-connoisseur]

Another Slappy/Peter Lorre headcanon is that Slappy would SO take his cup of tea as one full cup of sugar with a single drop of actual tea. Just like Polo from I Was An Adventuress <33

[noirgasmweetheart]

Lorre's Cat Café: Polo

Polo is the most energetic and beloved baby at the café!

At barely seven months old, this boundless marauder is a cleptomaniac. He compulsively steals the most random objects and hides them in bizarre places. He also effortlessly snags food and toys from the other cats, and from the humans. (Often right off of your plate.) While play-wrestling with the other cats, he'll come out somehow wearing his opponent's collar or bow.

Oh yes, Polo loves to play with the other cats. Whether they want to or not. He tends to pounce on his rommates even if they're bigger than him, sometimes resulting in a brief piggyback ride. Different individuals react differently. Leyden, Vicky and Marius are usually happy to play. Cairo hisses, shakes Polo off, and bats angrily at his face. Baron swishes his tail angrilly, while Polo bats at it. The easily-startled Ugarte--who was probably purring serenely a moment before--tears across the room in a frenzy. Abbott, Baron, Gogol and Marko are the grumpiest. Julius on the other hand barely notices.

Polo is so clever, able to pop opened locked doorknobs, and bringing home the most unusual kills from his outings. (Hopefully that snake wasn't somebody's pet.) Yet, he still runs into walls, is startled by his own tail, cowers before cucumbers, and fails to find the food bowl right in front of him. He licks photographs, licks live insects off the floor, and deliberately runs into the refrigerator because he just likes it in there.

And he loves sugar. Do not leave your bowl of ice cream unattended, or his face will be in it. Some people will let him lick out the bowl when they're done, and he goes absolutely berserk. His favorite treat is sugar cubes, which he can lick at for ages. The vet has limited him to seven and a half cubes per week.

[rosie-love98]

Well It's Only Natural For A Dog:

(I Own Nothing.)

@tintin-official @tintin-is-my-life

For context, this is from the radio-drama of "Tintin: The Black Island" found here at 7:44-8:01 --

As for the picture, it can be found here:

[adventuressclubamericas]

Wishing a very happy birthday to Miriam Margolyes!

[stillwaitin76]

Okay so since y’all liked my MASH LPS posts, I’ve come up with something even more brainrotted.

Peter Lorre Characters as LPS (part 1? Probably?):

Signor Ugarte (Casablanca): #2215

Polo (I Was An Adventuress): #30 (he finally gets to be a white mouse!)

Dr. Herman Einstein (Arsenic And Old Lace): #1494

Joel Cairo (The Maltese Falcon): #2240

Dr. Gogol (Mad Love): #980

The General/The Hairless Mexican (Secret Agent): #385