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Love In Portofino
Dalida
name: clara
pronouns: she/her
languages: french, spanish, english
zodiac: libra
age: 22
currently: resting for the holidays
  • petitworld

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    Asthall Manor, Oxfordshire, England by Stacy Cartledge

  • yagamimi-aka-mimi-deactivated20

    Screenshot of a tweet that reads: Yknow what I’d like to see as an illustrator?  A database of cultural clothes/items submitted by people within those cultures with info like how often its used and reference photos  It would make diversity in art so much easier  Is there something like that??ALT

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    Something like this would be so colossally helpful. I'm sick and tired of trying to research specific clothing from any given culture and being met with either racist stereotypical costumes worn by yt people or ai generated garbage nonsense, and trying to be hyper specific with searches yields fuck all. Like I generally just cannot trust the legitimacy of most search results at this point. It's extremely frustrating. If there are good resources for this then they're buried deep under all the other bullshit, and idk where to start looking.

  • ama-kitkat123

    >:)c

    May I present to you, nationalclothing.org?

    It doesn't have everything, but it's still my first source when researching traditional clothing from other cultures.

  • penanatomy-studies

    There's also this resource on historical fashion: Claire’s Historical Fashion Reference & Resources

  • zheida

    another addition as far as physical media goes there is the encyclopedia of national dress (that i still need to buy myself bc this kind of thing is super important to my sort of fantasy designing) but yes i do agree i wish there was EVEN MORE documentation on this

  • iascus

    Reblogging to spread awareness

  • academic-vampire

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    𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔶 𝔠𝔬𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔩 𝔱𝔬𝔴𝔫

  • fannyrosie

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    Low sunlight, thrifting and snow

    Wool dress and coat: second-hand Mary Magdalene; Cardigan : second-hand Liz Lisa; Boots: old Fluevog; Beret: Axes Femme (with added bow from the dress at the back); Blouse: thrifted; Tights: some old offbrand from 2012 Taobao if I recall correctly; Bag: second-hand Axes Femme; Book earrings and cat brooch : Design Festa (I don't remember the artists); Cameo: present (vintage)

  • musicallisto:
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·  ·  ·  · ♡ FORMULA ONE ᯓ★
𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄 (not writing for those fandoms at the moment)
·  ·  ·  · ♡ BRIDGERTON ⚜
·  ·  ·  · ♡ HARRY POTTER ⚯ ͛
·  ·  ·  · ♡ PLAYCHOICES 🗪
·  ·  ·  · ♡ GAME OF THRONES 🗡
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  • musicallisto

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    ·  ·  ·  · ♡ FORMULA ONE ᯓ★

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    𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄 (not writing for those fandoms at the moment)

    ·  ·  ·  · ♡ BRIDGERTON
    ·  ·  ·  · ♡ HARRY POTTER ⚯ ͛
    ·  ·  ·  · ♡ PLAYCHOICES 🗪
    ·  ·  ·  · ♡ GAME OF THRONES 🗡
    ·  ·  ·  · ♡ RED DEAD REDEMPTION 𐂂
    ·  ·  ·  · ♡ SHADOW AND BONE

  • tsunodaradio

    come find me ⛐ 𝐂𝐒𝟓𝟓

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    ♫ forgive me, peter carlos, please know that i tried to hold on to the days when you were mine.

    starring: carlos sainz x childhood best friend!reader.
    word count: 4.4k.
    includes: romance, friendship, angst with a happy ending, hurt/comfort. mentions of food. childhood best friends, right person/wrong time, canon compliant -ish, minor spanish. heavily inspired by taylor swift's peter.
    commentary box: ho is u okay,, @binisainz planted this idea in my head and i had to go full throttle with it. one day we will write happy things (today will not be that day). 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

    waiting room, phoebe bridgers. ceilings, lizzy mcalpine. cool about it, boygenius. boy who has everything, annika bennett. car's outside, james arthur.

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    ▸ THE GODDESS OF TIMING ONCE FOUND US BEGUILING. SHE SAID SHE WAS TRYING; CARLOS, WAS SHE LYING? MY RIBS GET THE FEELING SHE DID.

    The cake is lopsided.

    It doesn’t matter, though. Carlos grins like it’s the best thing he’s ever seen. His mother places it on the kitchen counter with a laugh, brushing flour off her apron. The candles wobble precariously as she adjusts them, and you and Carlos press your palms to the table, watching like the fate of the world hinges on whether or not they’ll topple over.

    They don’t.

    Keep reading

  • Anonymous asked:

    excuse-moi mais je suis trop contente de voir d'autres f1 writers qui parle français sur tumblr omg je suis super contente que ma fic t'ai plu et que t'aimes mon style d'écriture <33 (et désolé pour le reminder de ton ex, la situation pouvait pas être plus spécifique mdrr ptêtre que la prochaine fois ce sera charles?) (@drgnsfly)

    hihi bien sûr c'est normal !! je suis toujours trop contente quand je trouve des français.e.s sur tumblr alors en plus quand c'est dans la bulle f1 ça fait trop plaisir 🫶 je vais me faire toute ta masterlist hihi

    et bahaha je vais manifester que si un homme doit me la faire à l'envers autant que ça soit charles 🤞

  • willgrahamscock

    Hey tumblr maybe instead of flagging queer people’s posts you could take down ai art of celebrities nudes which they did not consent to, from the TRENDING page.

  • willgrahamscock

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    If you do this you should kys, I don't care because these are real people who are being violated. AI is advancing to the point where the line between 'this is fake' and 'i'm not sure if its real' is getting thin and this shit is becoming more and more accessible. This can ruin someones life.

  • willgrahamscock

    And if you think "well we can tell its fake" okay congrats you missed the point. They didn't consent to having a near perfect replica of their likeness pieced together to form your ideal image of a nude body by a program with stolen art and photographs REAL people created.

    Just because you're chronically online doesn't mean other people will be able to recognize AI art btw. If we normalize this happening to celebrities, you think it wont happen to everyday people? Wake up, it's already happening and mainly to women.

  • phantomrose96

    Thank you. Fuck this.

    I feel like I've only seen this talked about on Reddit (derogatory) and usually in the form of an article like "Underage High School Girls Victims of AI Porn Ring" and the enlightened Reddit hivemind response is "Why is this news? Photoshop has existed for ages?"

    Locusts in your fields have existed for ages. Doesn't make a good dismissal when they're blacking out the sun.

    And also, even ignoring how insidious, excessive, rampant, highly-accessible, and pervasive AI now makes this (compared to photoshop), it's a fucked up thing to do to a real person who has not consented.

  • drgnsfly

    ✶ UNTIL SUNRISE

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    summary: you and charles broke up a year ago ─ it was messy, brutal, but not unexpected. what was unexpected, though, was to see each other at a monaco party thrown by your socialite friend. between champagne, stolen stares and bittersweet regrets, things left unsaid come back to haunt the both of you.

    f1 masterlist | part two: until sunset

    pairing: charles leclercノex!f!reader

    wc: 7k

    cw: angst, bittersweet, smut (oral f!receiving, p in v, unprotected - mdni!), second chance, exes to lovers, reader is BITTER, accurate french, ocs for plot purpose, english is not my first language

    a/n: the weeknd the party & the afterparty on repeat, while there is smut it's entirely skippable! if you just want to read the clean vers beginning and end will be marked by bolded words :) i'll still ask minors not to interact

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    DRENCHED IN SUNSET, Monaco glistened under waves of gold and orange, highlighting the marble of its buildings and the shine of the coast. The streets bustled with laughter dangerously mixed with the motor of fast cars and the crash of the waves. The air smelled like salt, and the tall buildings of the city centers looked like lazy Saturday afternoons spent losing yourself in the neverending streets. Monaco was a country of fast heartbeats and taken chances, and for a time now long past, it felt like home.

    It didn’t anymore. As you stepped out of the car, you couldn’t feel more like a stranger.

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