classic disguise

The most important in Pokémon XY...

Team Rocket is absolutely adorable in XY Series.

Jessie appears with painted nails and pink lipstick (disguised as Jessilee).

She is more and more gorgeous at every episode.

Wet hair.

50 Shades of Jessie.

Boob shots.

Crotch shots.

James showing his feelings for Jessie. <3


This hair and this goatee… OMG Jimmy, you’re so handsome!

“Bitch, please… I’m fabulous!”

Classic Motto.

The disguises are back.


Our favorite Blue Blob is back.

The lovely, charmy villains!

Mirror Team Rocket.

I can’t explain how much I love it!

Dorky faces.

Stupid scared expressions.

Look at these adorkable villains…

They’re together since ever, forever…

They’re so cute!

And they make the Show. Just accept it, haters!

I know the Master betrayed Bill in the end and it’s atrocious and unbearable, but let’s imagine…

The Master and Bill spending years together being buddy-buddy.

The Master maintaining his disguise the whole time.

At some point, Bill going “Are you wearing a mask? No offense mate, but there’s something weird with your face” and him fussing around to distract her while he adjusts his mask or just pretending he’s been disfigured and has indeed to wear a mask.

Bill and the Master making fun of the Doctor, Missy and Nardole.

The Master having a fantastic number of questions about Bill’s friends and that big blue box, “wait I’ve never said it’s called a TARDIS”, “Yes you did my dear, yes you did.”

Bill telling the Master she thinks the Doctor and Missy are shagging.

Bill telling the Master she’s a lesbian and him going about his school crush, “he was a boy, and I think I was a boy too at that time,” “No, I’m not a Time Lord, what’s a Time Lord? Why are you saying that?”

Bill complaining about her clothes and the Master resisting the urge to go “Well, I’ve got some very nice clothes underneath this disguise, it’s classic Master fashion sense, very stylish and elegant, I’ve thrown away the hoodie.”

Feel free to add more!!!

DAY 3249

Goa                  Feb 19,  2017                Sun 8:14 pm

At times the silence bites into the imagination with such ferocity, that an avalanche of thoughts and ideas pour out .. 

They did .. by the day, and they remained .. what urged it on was the quietude of the notes that one never gets to hear in finite sound ..

Notes of a chord still connect on a plain unresolved and uncertain .. it is disguised in classic form .. but remains a mystery, for, the classic is indeed a mystery ever .. 

How does one become a classic and another a hip hop or a chillout or pop .. who invented the difference and why .. ? Can not one find a classic in the latest top of the pops .. the notes that play around are similar - just seven - ‘saat sur’ … nothing has been discovered or entered into since that demarcation …

The fascinating world of notes and sound .. the sound that brings harmony, that divides different faiths, that identifies regions and cultures, that invokes sentiment, that builds movement and physicality ..

SOUND IS ETERNAL AND DIVINE .. LOOK AT THE AMOUNT OF INVENTIONS IT DERIVES .. and this is just a cursory observation ..

Indian classical music interprets seasons and the intervals of time in a day .. it has the capacity to disturb weather conditions, have the penetrative effect of power - physical power  … is that why it is classic ..?

Classic .. because it converts a wave in our atmosphere of what is often described as sound ..? Would it do the same on Mars or any other planet ? What would it be like to ‘play’ a note to space .. or conversely play space notes to us earthlings ..

That genius in film making direction Stanley Kubrick gave us a visual and description in his film ‘2001 Space Odyssey’ … 

The most renowned editorial cut ever made in the history of cinema, was in the film when the first ape imaged human, attacks another with an abandoned bone and having clubbed it to death, throws the bone up in the air in slow motion victorious achievement .. AND .. CUT to ..

A Space Station ..  moving in relative speed revolutions, a fetus in its womb condition developed and ready for its deliverance … and the divine ethereal strains of Johann Strauss’s -


Nothing even today can be ever brought a million million miles in comparison !

Amitabh Bachchan

Pub night

Author Ladyoftheteaandblood

With thanks to @catwinchester for the inspiration and letting me use her awesome manip. 

Fluffy, happy, nice to cheer your day one shot. (I hope)

Tom and Conny have a night out in a traditional British pub.

With his arm around her shoulders they walked side by side down the wet London Street, on a very chilly summer evening. 

“British weather at its best” he laughed at her, eyes sparkling.

The rest of the world may as well have not been there as they huddled together giggling and smiling, totally oblivious to anything but each other. 

They only came back to the real world when they reach their destination, which was an old London pub, filthy on the outside from hundreds of years of smog, and traffic going past its doors. It had hanging baskets, dangling from rusty hooks, filled with gay bright flowers, which somehow seemed out of place against the dull wet City Street.

Tom pushed the door open and let his lady into the warm room inside. A room of dark reds and leather seats, with old smells of cigars long since smoked and stale beer from other jovial nights. 

Conny removed her coat, and sat in their normal corner seat by the window, where she watched the people outside carrying on with their lives. Tom went and ordered drinks from the bar, several people nodded their heads in both their directions but they all knew the pair liked to be left alone to snuggle and chatter. 

Tom came over to her with a beer in one hand and what he kindly called something green and toothpaste like in his other. He never could understand why Conny liked this drink, that according to him taste of mouthwash but he enjoyed the minty kisses after. And if he was really lucky a cool refreshing mouth elsewhere later.

She took the drink and a kiss, as he removed his coat, then snuggled up besides her and their regular game of looking out the window and creating lives for the people that passed by began.

“Ah a British spy coming home from a trip abroad” Tom told her as a man with a suitcase went by

How can you tell he’s a spy” Conny asked him.

“Oh easy, he still has his socks on with his sandals, classic English disguise”

One guy strolling up the now darkening street wore a trilby hat and long rain coat and black shiny shoes. Conny told Tom he looked like a man about to go sing in a pub for tips, like the guy in Billy Joel’s song.

How nice it would be to hear a singer, someone crooning old time songs from the past as others slowly joined in and sang along. Hell they had the piano all they need was the man and she smiled at him with a twinkle in her eyes.

Tom got up doffed an imaginary hat to his lady, walked over to the piano took a seat. Lifting the lid he ran his long elegant fingers over the keys before beginning to play, which is what the rest of the people in there had been waiting for, since the pair walked in.

He started with a classic “Just the way you look tonight” and directed it at Conny. Her face lit up and she joined Tom by the piano, standing behind him with her hands on his shoulders.

He continued to serenade her and the pub’s clientele, who had all stopped their chatter and gossiping to turn and listen to his smooth voice instead, as he sang the classic “As time goes by” from Casablanca. The next was “Where ever I lay my hat that’s my home”

Conny grinned at him knowing full well he was loving the attention, as he played the part of the lonesome pub singer giving it all the emotional feeling to the song.

The barman walked over to them and put a free drink on top of the piano to help lubricate the singer’s pipes. Tom took a sip and continued

He next performed a Hiddles rendition of “Vincent” but his audience were growing restless and now wanted more joyous songs to lift their mood. 

Always willing to oblige, Tom change instantly from moody club singer to rowdy barroom sing along mode, and the people were quick to follow. “Me and my girl” got pounded out, followed by the “The Lambeth Walk” giving his attentive audience a chance to join in and Sing lustily into their beer glasses. 

Conny joined in as well, which is what he’d been waiting for. Now was the time to get his lady love to take centre stage and sing a few by herself.

He gave her vocal cords a chance to warm up with a  duet of “I’ll do anything from Oliver”  thus settling her nerves before he started playing “Oom-Pah-Pah” and she happily went round the pub playing the part of Nancy with real gusto.

Carrying a beer glass with a few coins in the bottom in her hand, which she’d picked up off the bar as she’d danced pass. She rattled it at people as she swished passed singing at full volume, and they very quickly filled it with loose change and many generous notes, she even got a pinch on the bum from the pub’s oldest customer, as he dropped in a five pound note. Conny gave them a few old music hall numbers all done with much dramatic over acting, and enthusiasm before handing back to Tom.

A few more rowdy songs were played for the audience to join in with before Tom kindly calmed them back down with “Cold Cold Heart” complete with the accent of course and finishing with “your once twice three times a lady”  just as the Barman called

“Time gentlemen please” to signal the closing of the pub.

Tom smiled as he closed the lid of the piano and drained his drink.

“Thank you ladies and gentlemen that’s all for tonight” The pub’s clientele groaned but finished off their drinks and dragged on coats preparing to leave.

The pair retuned to their window seat to collect their coats to face the still wet world outside, Tom grabbing a quick kiss as he straightened her coat collar for her.

As they went to leave the Bar man shouted at Tom,

“Over one hundred pounds had been raised tonight mate thanks you, the  kids at the local youth centre, bless you.” Tom simple waved at him as he opened the door and took Conny back out into the night. For a summers eve it was bloody cold, but the pair had one last treat for their evening before heading to the warmth of home. 

Just down the road a fish and chip shop were serving the last of the night customers, mostly people who had fallen out of pubs and now needed something to soak up the alcohol. Tom and Conny got a large portion of chips wrapped in paper to go, along with a Saveloy sausage. They then took a different route home, taking them along the Thames embankment. The lights reflected on both the river and the wet paths and streets. You could see the London eye and Big Ben one way, and sights such as London Bridge with a big red London bus going across it, the other way.

The pair were once again snuggled up close as they walked along fighting over the biggest fastest chips. Conny giggled as Tom waved the last of the Saveloy in front of her triumphantly but she managed to bite off a large bit, as he passed it by her mouth.

“Oi  you, that’s more than half you’ve had” he told her

“Well we don’t want you getting a chubby bunny do we” she told him and got a swipe at her ass for her comment.

Tom dropped the paper wrapper in the bin just as the rain started to hammer down again. They looked at each other and legged it down the street.

“Last one home has to perform un-natural acts on the other” shouted Tom back at her much to the distress of a lady walking her dog.

“Well that could mean you actually making me tea then” Conny yelled at him giving chase.

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anonymous asked:

Love your post on Holmes/disguises! Do you know what adaptations have Holmes in disguise?

[Post being referred to]

Hallo dear! Thank you for your kind message, and sorry for the delay in answering.

I must say that, even if my holmesian obsession is HUGE, and even if I’ve tried and try to watch as much adaptations as possible, I can’t claim I’ve watched them all, and some I watched so much time ago that I can’t say I remember them well.

Anyway, on the whole, I guess that almost ALL the serial adaptations have, in greater or smaller measure, represented Holmes’ ability with disguises.

Certainly it was displayed often enough in Basil Rathbone’s movies:

But the mariner’s diguise (a pretty canonical reference) occurred also in Ronald Howard’s Sherlock Holmes:

Not to mention the adaptation starring Arthur Wontner:

And how could we forget our beloved Basil of Baker Street?

Curiously, the Chinese disguise makes another appearance in the second of Guy Ritchie’s movies, Sherlock Holmes - Game of Shadows, where also the other very popular canonical reference (the old lady disguise) is portraied (well, more or less…):

This latter disguise even appears in Myiazaki’s anime Sherlock Hound:

And of course there are PLENTY of Holmes’ disguises in Granada’s Sherlock Holmes, Jeremy Brett being one of the most wonderful interpreters of canonical, Victorian Holmes with all his peculiarities:

But, of course, even the first Russian Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson series - the one starring Vasily Livanov and Vitaly Solomin - does justice to Holmes’ acting abilities since the very first episode:

And they tell me that the new (2013) Russian series is not devoid of holmesian disguises, too:

But, of course, there are more, much more examples, both in series I cannot presently recall (for instance, I seem to remember that even Geoffrey Whitehead, in the 1979 Polish-American series, appeared one or two times in one of Holmes’ most ‘classical’ disguises…), and in single movies or TV-movies.

For instance, I can remember a Christopher Plummer’s Holmes in disguise in Murder by Decree:

But I’m sure there are many, many more!

So, everybody, please add your contribution to this little list!


My computer abbreviated “The Sims Complete Collection 800x600″ in a weird place, so now it looks like The Sims Classic is trying to disguise itself as a next-gen Sims game but not really sure about its own deception.

anonymous asked:

if you're not trans you have no say on what is transphobic or not lmfao! shut the hell up!

or how about: i spent 4 years of my life living as a trans person and being friends exclusively with other trans people and my opinions matter even though i made the conscious decision to stop calling myself trans! especially when people are using classic conversion therapy tactics disguised as trans activism to try and shut homosexuals up! wild right!