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Johto Legends: Music from Pokémon Gold and Pokémon Silver
Johto Legends is a cinematic, orchestral recreation of the soundtracks to the Game Boy classics Pokémon Gold and Pokémon Silver.

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I recently launched a Kickstarter for my newest project: Johto Legends, a licensed album of orchestral music from Pokémon Gold and Silver. We’re so excited to be working with live players, a professional sound engineer, art designers and a CD manufacturer to make this project a reality – but we need your help!

There’s only 1 week left to make this musical tribute to Gold and Silver a stunning success, and we’ve already raised ~$20K! If you love game soundtracks and Pokémon, please consider backing the project and spreading the word. Thank you!!

~ Braxton Burks, creator of Pokémon Reorchestrated and Kanto Symphony

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Handmade Gemstone Jewelry by My Luna Jewel

You might or might not know that my dad handcrafts gemstone and sterling silver jewelry. He puts a lot of time, love and effort into each piece but recently has had to put it on hold and going is on rest as he has found out he will need surgery sometime within the next few weeks. It would mean a lot if anyone could send some love his way by helping to support his store. This doesn’t mean you have to buy anything, but even just liking one item will help support it! My family and I would really appreciate it and if you do decide to make a purchase, you can even use LAP10 for 10% off your total! Thank you ♡

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Pierce-Arrow Silver Arrow, 1933. The Pierce Silver Arrow was first shown as a prototype at the 1933 New York Auto Show. Pierce-Arrow desperately needed to boost sales in depression-era America and needed a car that would draw attention to the brand. Just 5 of the V12 powered Silver Arrows were made, though a cheaper and simpler straight-8 powered car was introduced in 1934 and sold in greater numbers but Pierce-Arrow was closed down in 1938

Gina Prince-Bythewood Set To Direct Spider-Man-Spun ‘Silver & Black’

EXCLUSIVE: Sony Pictures is setting Gina Prince-Bythewood to direct Silver & Black, the film that is based on Silver Sable & Black Cat (aka Felicia Hardy) characters from Sony’s Marvel Universe revolving around its signature hero Spider-Man.  Prince-Bythewood just directed the pilot for Marvel’s upcoming Cloak & Dagger series on Freeform and completed the first season of Shots Fired, the drama she created with husband Reggie Rock Bythewood. That season-ender aired Wednesday on Fox. She will rewrite the Silver & Black script originated by Thor: The Dark World scribe Christopher Yost.  Matt Tolmach and Amy Pascal are producing, and Columbia Pictures execs Palak Patel and Eric Fineman are overseeing.

Silver Sable is a mercenary who runs a company that hunts war criminals while Black Cat is an acrobatic cat burglar (real name Felicia Hardy), who had a tangled romantic relationship with the webslinger in the Spider-Man comics. Both were antagonists and allies to Spider-Man. This film will cast up and is meant to follow Venom, the Spider-Man universe expansion film that will star Tom Hardy with Zombieland’s Ruben Fleischer directing. Spider-Man: Homecoming, the Jon Watts-directed film that stars Tom Holland as high school student Peter Parker and his superhero alter ego, bows July 7.

On the feature front, Prince-Bythewood has directed and written Beyond The Lights, Love & Basketball and The Secret Life of Bees,  and she becomes the latest female filmmaker to be set to direct a superhero film, a trend that started with Patty Jenkins helming Wonder Woman, which Warner Bros/DC opens June 2. Sony separately this week dated two other films directed by women, the  Michelle MacLaren-directed The Nightingale and the Elizabeth Banks-directed Charlie’s Angels, right after the studio set Catherine Hardwicke for the Gina Rodriguez-starrer Miss Bala. Barbie will also be directed by a woman, and the studio has Lucia Aniello directing Rough Night, its first R-rated comedy in two decades directed by a female. CAA reps Prince-Bythewood.

Source: Deadline

And a little bit of Black Excellence

because black women keep going to make history.

A short Madi & Silver drabble

Silver sat up straight on the cushioned chair vaguely wondering where and how Madi acquired it since they’d been in Nassau for all but three days and had been avoiding Berringer’s men for all that time.  He sat still as she poured a small pitcher of warm water over his head after telling him quietly to close his eyes.  The wet warmth soothed him as it gushed over his scalp, past his shoulders and down his body.

It took the sand that had stuck to his clothing and hair, the smell of the salt water that’d dried on him since he swam to shore and all the dirt and dust that had seeped into his skin.  He didn’t question where Madi found soap or the scented oil she added to the water that she used to clean them both.  But what he did question was why fate or God or luck had chosen to bless him with a woman who was so absolutely fierce and daring, but who was so soft and loving, and gentle all at the same time.

She rinsed his face and body, cleaned underneath his nails, washed his hair and then treated the tiny cuts he’d gained over the last few days.  He felt clean when she was finished.  In more ways than one.  And he felt a fullness in his heart knowing that in front of her men, and his and Flint’s she had run into his arms and kissed him like a woman who had been lost without him.  Much as he had been lost without her.

He touched her bare skin, rubbed his hands over her stomach and felt her breath hitch at the touch.  He put his arms about her waist and kissed her stomach.  Her hands stilled on his back and when she looked down at him, unshed tears began to fall down her face.  Berringer was dead, they’d won the day, got their men back, but the toll had started to wear on her.

He pulled her into his lap, took the washcloth from her and let it drop into the bucket of water near them. He kissed her neck, letting the moisture on her skin touch his face.  He skirted the soft skin of her back with his fingers while his tongue blazed a hot trail near her neckline.  Her nipples puckered against his chest, teasing him, making his cock roar to life as she straddled him.  

He wanted her.  It had been nearly a week since they left Maroon Island.  Nearly a week since he’d made love to her, and there was nothing more than he wanted right now than to be inside her again.  But greater than his feeling of desire was the satisfaction he got from simply holding her.  He marveled at how just months earlier he’d had no one to think about but himself.  No one to care for and no one to care for him in return.  Now he felt as if every moment that wasn’t spent fighting this war was meaningful only when she was in it. Now he felt as if his home and everything he held most dear was in his arms right now in this one.  And he couldn’t think of anything that would make him give her up or walk away from her.

His lips tasted hers, took in her soft moans.  He lingered on her mouth, tasting with his tongue, darting it in and out of her lips while he thumbed her cheeks.  Her fingers found his hair while he drowned in her, telling her how much he loved her through every tender nibble and caress.  He kept it slow, kept it soft, and savored the feel of her kiss.  He angled his head as his tongue danced with hers, glided over it, sucked on it and then deepened his kiss until they both could barely breathe.  

She pushed away from him finally, their foreheads touching while they both tried to get air, and she was still crying.  It was only in these tender moments the thought that she allowed herself to be completely soft.  Here, she wasn’t the princess.  She wasn’t the queen.  She was simply his, bare and vulnerable and completely in love with him.  Like he was with her.

He wiped at her tears, kissed her wet cheeks and comforted her.  He swallowed, hating that she was still worried about him.  He was humbled at how deeply her feelings ran, and he wondered if she knew the depths of his feelings for her.  It was beyond anything he could describe.  Even to him.

“Sssh…Madi.  Don’t cry.”

“Next time,” she said softly.  “Get on the ladder when I tell you to.”

He chuckled before he kissed her hard, squeezing her nipples, and then sucking gently on her top lip.  “As you wish, my queen.”