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There is SO much charactering going on right now YOU don't even KNOW
#i slipped up and added two more characters to my story#eren and gene#i NEED to make a post about them all in one place or i WILL explode#theyre just so#💥💥💥#to me#ahghsh i wanna put them in a mason jar and SHAKE#there's gill#and shirley#and jessie#and wheeler but his name is actually horatio but that was his dads name and we dont like his dad so he goes by wheeler#and omar who similarly goes by iggy instead cause ignatius is his saint name and he also has family trauma surrounding that#and harriet/hattie#and now eren and gene#ive been giving everyone last names cause i still hadnt done that#im happy#tho i just realized i didnt add them in the tags#thats ok#i guess
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#greysedit#gaedit#april kepner#harriet kepner-avery#samuel norbert avery#grey's anatomy#userlolo#addys-beth#mine#happy mothers day!!! here's a little set with april and her kids#the last gif is kinda ehh but i really looooove hatties apple hat i had to include it!!#13x04#14x13#11x11#13x16#14x22
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Happy Black History Month 🖤
#black history#black history matters#black history month#black history is american history#black history 365#black history facts#african american art#black artists#ajuan mance#black artists on tumblr#black women#black tumblr#black girl magic#rosa parks#harriet tubman#hattie mcdaniel#nell carter#african women#african history
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I. Am. CACKLING!
#submission#Instagram#niggas with crayons#baby...#they refuse to let Harriet rest in peace#LEAVE HER OUT OF IT!#Lol#Edit: Leaving tags because it is hilarious to me that I thought this shit was Harriet#I now realize that it is Hattie McDaniel#which makes sense
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"Hattie, when are you heading back?" Ty asks as they make their way back to the ryokan, after a tiring day of watching Spencer surpass everyone at skiing, snowboarding, and mountain climbing.
Harriet ducks her head. "Well… Jasper said my agent hasn't heard any updates, so I guess I'm not. They're supposed to give me three-days notice, and the week is almost up."
"Oh, I'm sorry, Hat. Why don't you call right now, just in case? Or is it too early?"
"He's a gardener, he'll be up," Jayce says, pulling out his phone. "Let me call him through LINE." He puts the call on speakerphone, and the group huddles around the phone.
"Hi Dad, everything okay over there?"
"Yes, we're having a great time. Spencer might be having too good of a time, but that's nothing new. Oh, are you managing the new cowplant okay?"
"Cowplants are tough—I remember when my Mr. Cowplant died. It was heart-breaking," Ty adds, nodding.
"We're up to Sir Mucca IV," Jasper replied, voice crackling through the phone, "and she's a feisty one. Keeps trying to eat me."
Harper rolls her eyes. "Enough with the family banter. Have you heard back from Harriet's agent?"
"Oh, yes! She called and left a voicemail, I should call her back—"
"What did it say?!" Harriet shouts. "Did I get the screentest?"
"Oh, no screentest—" The family groans in unison. "Hold on, let me finish. They cancelled the screentest because they had already decided to select Harriet for the role. Congrats, Hattie!"
"You're going to be a lead role!" Ty smiles, throwing his arms around her.
Harriet returns the hug, laughing, and kisses him before remembering where she is. Spencer raises an eyebrow while Jayce furrows both of his. "Right. So, in other news, Tyrone and I have been dating for a while."
Spencer slaps Ty on the back. "Guess I need to promote you to head chef, then?"
Jasper laughs, and even Jayce manages a small smile.
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how to write meaningfully and not just hijinks and that one guy who commits war crimes and gets away with it because it's funny????
#mad respect for writers who can make a serious fic#i just want to write ben and kent and leota and harriet doing hijinks in the store#pulling pranks and heckling customers and judging people for their choices and stuff#and hattie legit trying to commit murder#but everyone being like “ok but it was funny lmao”#so uhh yeah im mostly gonna be writing banter and tomfoolery#fanfiction#writing#haunted mansion fanfic
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I was messing around in my game and decided to make young Deputy Terry Jameson & his wife, Harriet "Hattie" Jameson.
They look so good!
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A silly little something, in honor of the tenth anniversary of the iconic Jackson Avery, Wedding Interrupter™ moment.
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"So. It seems we find ourselves here once again."
"Catherine, we–"
"Mom–"
"Ta-ta-ta, you do not get to interrupt me. Now, as I was saying. I believe it was, oh, ten years ago? That my son decided that interrupting a wedding ceremony was the best time to proclaim his undying love to his best friend, instead of talking about it privately beforehand, like any mature human being."
"Okay, that's unfai–"
"And then decided that eloping was the way to go, depriving me of the chance to see my only child, the flesh of my flesh – don't roll your eyes, Jackson Avery – get married."
"Catherine, we apologized, but–"
"And I made my displeasure known at the time, if I recall. I may have been harsh, but I said things you two lovebirds needed to hear."
"Could have gone without hearing you call April a gold digger, but okay."
"Now it was nothing against you. You know I was overjoyed last year when I found out that you two were giving it another try. I was nothing but supportive, taking care of my granddaughter so you two could have date nights and the like."
"And we're grateful, Catherine, reall–"
"So imagine my surprise when said granddaughter innocently tells me that last week, she went with her parents to Boston City Hall to watch them sign papers to become husband and wife. Again."
"See? Told you Hattie was going to snitch."
"We were going to tell you, Catherine, I promise."
"Yeah, we just didn't want to make a big deal of it, it was a spur of the moment thi–"
"Babe, you're making it worse."
"So I guess I have to ask. What did I do to be deprived of the chance to see my son, who, once again, is the only child I have, in a tuxedo, and you in a big, poofy dress, tearing up at the sight of each other?"
"Okay, I don't know what Harriet told you, I did not tear up, that's–"
"Hush, child. Now, you know I have cancer, so I'm probably not long for this world."
"Mom, your last exams were absolutely fine. You haven't needed treatment for the past 12 months."
"As I said, I may not be long for this world. So, I have asked Harriet her opinion, and we've decided enough was enough."
"You two decided?"
"She's the most sensible Avery at the moment, and the only one I'm not mad at, so yes, we decided. I took care of the venue, the flowers and the catering. Harriet helped with the dress – April, you're going to love it, I just hope you like flowers – and the music. We're going to have a ceremony, even if it's the last thing I do."
"What?"
"Don't worry, I also invited all your friends from Seattle. Next Saturday. Be ready at 2 p.m., and we'll take care of the rest."
"Mom, that's really unnecessary, we don'–"
"Catherine, what are you say–"
"And one more thing. If I have to hear about a potential grandchild by Harriet or after they are born, I'm disinheriting both of you."
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genderbend stuff somewhat inspired by @strange-doll-child’s art; here’s Harriet “Hattie” Hatford and Alice Crump
#haunted mansion#sketch#hatbox ghost#fanart#alistair crump#thm genderbend au#designs aren’t final but figured I’d share anyways lol
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Otp: I want the whole damn thing & 5?
5. Angry Kiss
“April, what the hell are these?”
Jackson’s voice isn’t quite angry (not yet, anyway), just flat and tight, like he wants to sounds neutral but just can’t manage it; but when April turns to look at him, there’s bewilderment written across his face more than anything else as he stares down at the iPad she has so very stupidly left on the kitchen counter open and with the screen on.
A screen that is currently showing house and apartment listings around Boston.
Slowly, Jackson’s eyes lift to meet hers and she feels a guilty blush steal across her cheeks – which is almost immediately followed by a surge of irritation, because she doesn’t have anything to feel guilty over. And she finds it incredibly galling that he would look at her like that, with his eyes soft and confused and betrayed when he’s the one who –
“I was just browsing,” she blurts out, because she doesn’t want to think about that. Except that she already has, which is probably why she sounds so snappishly defensive. “I mean, I’ve got to look at some point, right?”
“What are you talking about?” His eyebrows are drawing down into a frown, and like a mirror of herself she can see the irritation building in him as well.
They’ve always been too good at that, reflecting their worst emotions back at each other.
“This was only ever temporary.”
April waves a hand, a gesture meant to encompass not just the kitchen but the entire house. A house they had started sharing when they first moved to Boston because that was easier than trying to find two places at the same time, but which was never meant to be her and Harriet’s permanent home here. Just his.
Except that it has become her home. Worse, it’s become theirs. It feels like cutting out a part of herself to say it isn’t, but how can she stay now?
“Did I do something? I know you’ve been mad about something for a while.”
She almost wants to laugh because of course he knew. No one has ever been able to see through her quite so easily as Jackson can. It used to frighten her, the way he seemed to strip her bare and see everything, all her fears and insecurities and hopes and dreams, with just a single glance. It also thrilled her, though she tried to deny that for the longest time.
At this particular moment it’s just making her angry, because how can he know her so well and still not understand?
“No, you didn’t –” She lets out a frustrated sigh. “I’m not mad at you.”
It’s mostly the truth. Okay, maybe she’s mad at him a little bit, but really she’s just mad at herself.
Because she thought that maybe they were –
But she was wrong. Of course she was wrong. That was made very clear last week, when she saw him looking cosy with some annoyingly long-legged blonde woman at the Foundation.
Intellectually, she knows it’s not Jackson’s fault. She may not have done anything wrong but neither did he, not really. They’re still divorced, and neither of them have ever mentioned dating or getting back together or anything of the sort. A few lingering looks here and there or flirtatious remarks don’t mean anything. They aren’t promises or declarations.
Still, she feels so stupid that it makes her want to scream with an anger that’s sharp and bright and far preferable to focus on than the hurt drumming at her insides.
“Could’ve fooled me,” Jackson says drily.
April glares at him. “I just thought that it’s about time Hattie and I found somewhere else.”
Jackson’s jaw tightens. “So when were you going to tell me? Or were you going to tell me? Was I just going to come home one day and find you both gone?”
“Of course not! I was going to tell you when I found a place. Why are you so pissed about it anyway? I thought you’d be glad to have some space back. Then you could bring all the blonde friends you want back here without us getting in the way.”
The words have spilled out before she can stop them, bitter and jealous. She bites down on her lip to stop herself saying any more but it’s too late. Jackson’s staring at her, his expression growing darker, and then suddenly he’s striding across the kitchen to stand right in front of her, towering above her so she has to crane her neck to look up at him.
“Blonde friends?” he says furiously. “That’s what this is about? I don’t know what makes me more angry, April, the fact that you saw me schmoozing someone who is considering making a huge donation to the Foundation and assumed I was hitting on her, or the fact that you didn’t talk to me about it and just decided to deal with it by moving out. I thought we were past this, the not talking to each other about things.”
April blinks, thrown for a moment by this new information and desperately trying to ignore the sudden, painful burst of hope radiating in her chest, then feels her cheeks warm as her thoughts catch up to what he’s saying.
“Oh, like you talk to me? If I made assumptions, maybe it’s because we’ve been in Boston for eight months and I still don’t know what you want from me, Jackson! You asked me here but I don’t know if it’s just because you didn’t want to be that far away from Harriet, or if you actually want me around –”
She doesn’t get a chance to say any more because Jackson cuts her off, catching her face between his hands and covering her mouth with his. It’s not a gentle kiss – they’re both still too angry for that – and his lips are almost bruising, insistent, each stroke of his mouth delivered with deliberate passion, like he’s making a point and wants to be very clear about it.
Maybe he is; she curls her fingers into his shirt and pulls him closer, kissing him back with equal fierceness, running her tongue over his bottom lip and then catching it between her teeth. Her heartbeat is roaring in her ears and she can hardly breathe, but she doesn’t care. She doesn’t want to breathe right now. She only wants to keep kissing him, to feel the fire that’s burning through the veins as she presses herself against him and gives in to the hunger and the longing that she’s been trying to bury for months.
Jackson lifts his mouth briefly, tilting his head the other way and between kisses he’s saying, “I want you. I have always wanted you. I will never not want you.”
She brings her arms up to wind them around his neck and whispers back, “I want you too. I want you so much, Jackson.”
Finally, when her head is swimming and her legs feel weak and shaky and like they might collapse any moment they break apart, though she keeps her arms around his neck and he brings his hands to her waist. They’re both breathing heavily, their eyes locked on each other, and April can feel her heart pounding against her ribs.
“I guess we both still need to get better at the talking thing,” Jackson says. “But let me start with saying that I don’t want you to go. I want you to stay here with me.”
April smiles. “Then I’ll stay.”
kiss prompts
#thanks anon!!#jackson avery#april kepner#japril#otp: I want the whole damn thing#my fic#kiss prompts
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This… out of curiosity
Do you know the different meanings of the name of Cinderella's Stepsisters?
Charles Perrault's Cendrillon
Javotte: A nickname for Geneviève, which means "of the race of woman," "woman of the family," or "white wave."
(Perrault only reveals the older stepsister's name in one scene, not the younger one's.)
Rossini's opera La Cenerentola
Clorinda: “Youthful” or “greenery.”
Tisbe: Unknown; it’s a name from Greek mythology.
Massenet's opera Cendrillon
Noémie: “Pleasantness.”
Dorothée: “Gift from God.”
The 1947 Russian film
Anna: “Grace” or “favor.”
Marianna: A cross between Mary, meaning “bitter,” “drop of the sea,” or “beloved,” and Anna (see above).
The Let's Pretend radio adaptation
Flora: “Flower.”
Isabella: A form of Elizabeth, meaning “My God is an oath.”
The Disney version, animated and live action
Anastasia: “Resurrection.”
Drizella: Probably a variant of Drusilla, meaning “little strong one.”
The 1955 film The Glass Slipper
Birdena: “Little bird.”
Serafina: “Fiery one.”
The 1957 version of Rodgers and Hammerstein's musical
Portia: “Pig.”
Joy: Self-evident.
The 1965 version of Rodgers and Hammerstein's musical
Prunella: “Little plum.”
Esmeralda: “Emerald.”
The Muppets' Hey, Cinderella!
Mona: “My lady.”
Lisa: Derived from Elizabeth, meaning “my God is an oath.”
Rankin/Bass's Festival of Family Classics
Fatima: “To abstain” (though it serves as a play on “fat,” because she is fat)
Leania: Probably derived from Helen, meaning “light” (though it serves as a play on “lean” because she’s scrawny)
The 1969 Czech film
Katerina: “Far off” or “pure.”
Dorota: "Gift from God."
The 1973 Czech film Three Wishes for Cinderella
Dora: “Gift.”
The 1976 film The Slipper and the Rose
Isobella: “My God is an oath” (see above).
Palatine: “Of the palace.”
The 1978 African-American adaptation Cindy
Olive: "Olive," of course.
Venus: "Love."
The Faerie Tale Theatre adaptation
Arlene: “Honor” or “eagle.”
Bertha: “Bright.”
The Grimm's Faerie Tale Classics adaptation (English dub)
Phoebe: “Bright.”
Griselda: “Gray battle.”
Stephen Sondheim's musical Into the Woods
Florinda: "Flower."
Lucinda: "Light."
The Happily Ever After: Fairy Tales for Every Child adaptation
Margarita: “Pearl” or “daisy flower.”
Esmeralda: “Emerald” (see above).
The musical A Tale of Cinderella
Moltovoce: “Much voice.”
Seppia: “Squid.”
The 1996 Burbank Animation version
Nellie: A nickname for Ellen or Helen, meaning “torch” or “light.”
Melba: Derived from Melbourne, Australia. Melbourne means “mill stream.”
(Their names are inspired by the famous Australian opera singer Nellie Melba, whose birth name was Helen Mitchell and who took her stage name from her home city of Melbourne.)
The anime series Cinderella Monogatari
Catherine: “Far off” or “pure.”
Jeanne: “God is gracious.”
The 1997 version of the Rodgers and Hammerstein musical
Minerva: “Intellect.”
Calliope: “Beautiful voice.”
The 1998 film Ever After: A Cinderella Story
Marguerite: “Pearl” or “daisy flower.”
Jacqueline: “Heel-grabber” or “supplanter."
Gregory Maguire's novel Confession of an Ugly Stepsister
Iris: "Rainbow" or "iris flower."
Ruth: "Friend."
Margaret Peterson Haddix's novel Just Ella
Griselda: "Gray battle" (see above).
Corimunde: Possibly a variant of "Clarimond," meaning "shining defender."
The Shrek franchise
Doris: "Dorian woman."
Mabel: "Lovable."
The 2000 stage version of the Rodgers and Hammerstein's musical
Grace: Self-evident.
Joy: Self-evident (see above).
The 2000 British TV film
Goneril: Unknown meaning.
Regan: "Little ruler" or "king's child."
(In case anyone didn't know it, their names are taken from the evil sisters in Shakespeare's King Lear.)
The Simsala Grimm adaptation
Agatha: “Good.”
Beatrice: "One who blesses.”
The novel and film Ella Enchanted
Hattie: A nickname for Harriet, meaning “home ruler.”
Olive: Self-evident (see above).
The 2004 film A Cinderella Story
Brianna: "High" or "noble."
Gabriella: "God is my strength."
Malinda Lo's novel Ash
Ana: "Grace" or "favor" (see above).
Clara: "Clear" or "bright.
The 2010 Märchenperlen adaptation
Clothilde: “Glorious battle.”
The 2011 Sechs auf einen Streich adaptation
Annabella: "Grace and beauty."
The 2013 stage version of the Rodgers and Hammerstein musical
Gabrielle: “God is my strength” (see above).
Charlotte: “Free woman.”
Alma Deutscher's opera
Griselda: “Gray battle” (see above).
Zibaldona: Possibly derived from Zebada, which is derived from Zebadiah, meaning “God has bestowed.”
Betsy Cornwell's novel Mechanica
Piety: Self-evident.
Chastity: Self-evident.
Andrew Lloyd Webber's musical Bad Cinderella
Adéle: “Noble.”
Marie: “Bitter,” “drop of the sea,” or “beloved.”
The 2021 Sony/Amazon film
Narissa: “Sea nymph.”
Malvolia: “Ill will.”
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Broadway Divas: Obscure Sondheim
To highlight how vast and varied Sondheim's roles and shows are, these five Divas have a singular Sondheim credit to their repertoire that are a little more obscure than most. So obscure that my dream of finding pictures to dazzle you all with was quickly shattered.
Bebe Neuwirth as Cinderella's Stepsister, Florinda, in a reading of Into the Woods for a 1994 movie that never came to fruition. This reading took place at director Penny Marshall's house and had a truly breathtaking cast: Robin Williams (The Baker), Goldie Hawn (The Baker's Wife), Steve Martin (The Wolf), Danny DeVito (The Giant), Carrie Fisher (Lucinda), and fucking CHER as The Witch. Bebe Neuwirth and Carrie Fisher as catty sisters tormenting Cinderella and getting their eyes pecked out. And then Cher trying to feed them to Danny DeVito. We were robbed of a masterpiece.
Judith Light as Joanne in a Reprise! presentation of Company at UCLA's Freud Playhouse. Though not known for her singing abilities, Judith was nevertheless part of an all-star cast for this two-week run in 2004. The only review I could find was...not favorable. It's been twenty years, and I, for one, think Judith Light deserves her chance at redemption.
Linda Emond as Mary in Merrily We Roll Along, 1988. The Seattle-based ACT company produced Sondheim's biggest flop musical through the month of May in 1988. Linda, then in her late twenties, played the female lead in a rare musical role for her. And I do have a picture thanks to ACT's fantastic archival system.
Pictured: Linda Emond (Mary) center, surrounded by Joseph Dellger (Franklin Shepherd) and Joseph McNally (Charley). And no, I cannot tell which man is which...
4. Susan Blackwell as The Giant in a 2019 one-night-only staged concert of Into the Woods. If you thought the recent Broadway revival was bare-bones, it had nothing on this staged concert at the Town Hall in NYC. There is one singular photo that includes Susan, and without knowing she was meant to be there, you'd never be able to identify her.
Pictured (L to R):
5. Paula Leggett Chase as Stella Deems in Follies, a one-night-only special event in Tangier, Morocco featuring a transcontinental cast of Divas. Since 2013 (excluding pandemic years), Rob Ashford has staged fundraising productions of shows such as A Little Night Music, The Crucible, and Jacques Brel is Alive and Well and Living in Paris. Confusingly, though Paula sang Stella Deems' song "Who's That Woman," she was credited in the program as Emily Whitman (presumably they just combined the roles for this production and gave them to the dancer in the cast?)
Pictured (L to R): The late Haydn Gwynn (Phyllis Rogers Stone, my beloved), Marisa Berenson (Solange LaFitte), Harolyn Blackwell (Heidi Schiller), Jenna Russel (Sally Durant Plummer), Paula Leggett Chase (Emily Whitman), Harriet Harris (Hattie Walker).
#broadwaydivastournament#sondheim#bebe neuwirth#linda emond#judith light#paula leggett chase#susan blackwell
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The older Isle kids always know Maverick on a personal level for the worst reasons. She's saved all of their lives at least three times, usually in the absolute worst circumstances- Diego would have died tied up in an abandoned warehouse when he was three if not for her, Harriet would have been taken out of the game by a disabling injury- if not outright murdered- by Gaston when she was five, Ginny would have been stabbed while being robbed for medical supplies when she was four, etc- so they all know her. She wasn't forced to be as distant yet and she used to be a pretty social person, very easy to talk to. They had the chance to get to know her when she was allowed to be their equal, not an enigma. Ginny still remembers Maverick's favourite reptile- hognose snakes- and that her favourite colour is silver. Harriet remembers that Maverick really likes rose hips and that she's okay with the really big spiders, like tarantulas, but can't stand the smaller ones because "they could be anywhere, Hattie."
She's also only three or four years older than them, it's easier for them to see her as a friend because she's fairly close to their age. For younger Isle kids, they only remember her as an adult, maybe as a teenager when they were in the single digits. They see her as an authority even when based on her age alone. For the older Isle kids, however, she's just one of them. They've watched her grow up in the same way she's watched them grow up. She's more a slightly older sibling to them. It's almost absurd to them, the idea of her being some huge authority figure.
To the older Isle kids, Maverick is just a person. This never fails to throw the younger Isle kids through a loop.
#descendants#descendants au#isle of darkness#original character#descendants oc#maverick mim#harriet hook#ginny gothel#diego de vil
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Fredi Washington
Fredericka Carolyn "Fredi" Washington (December 23, 1903 – June 28, 1994) was an American stage and film actress, civil rights activist, performer, and writer. Washington was of African American descent. She was one of the first Black Americans to gain recognition for film and stage work in the 1920s and 1930s. Washington was active in the Harlem Renaissance, her best known role being Peola in the 1934 film version of Imitation of Life, where she plays a young light-skinned Black woman who decides to pass as white. Her last film role was in One Mile from Heaven (1937), after which she left Hollywood and returned to New York to work in theatre and civil rights activism.
Fredi Washington was born in 1903 in Savannah, Georgia, to Robert T. Washington, a postal worker, and Harriet "Hattie" Walker Ward, a dancer. Both were of African American and European ancestry. Washington was the second of their five children. Her mother died when Fredi was 11 years old. As the oldest girl in her family, she helped raise her younger siblings, Isabel, Rosebud, and Robert, with the help of their grandmother. After their mother's death, Fredi and her sister Isabel were sent to the St. Elizabeth's Convent School for Colored Girls in Cornwells Heights, near Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
While still in school in Philadelphia, Washington's family moved north to Harlem, New York. Washington graduated from Julia Richman High School in New York City.
Washington's entertainment career began in 1921 as a chorus girl in the Broadway musical Shuffle Along. She was hired by dancer Josephine Baker as a member of the "Happy Honeysuckles," a cabaret group. Baker became a friend and mentor to her. Washington's collaboration with Baker led to her being discovered by producer Lee Shubert. In 1926, she was recommended for a co-starring role on the Broadway stage with Paul Robeson in the play Black Boy. She quickly became a popular, featured dancer, and toured internationally with her dancing partner, Al Moiret.
Washington turned to acting in the late 1920s. Her first movie role was in Black and Tan (1929), in which she played a Cotton Club dancer who was dying. She acted in a small role in The Emperor Jones (1933) starring Robeson. In 1933, Washington married Lawrence Brown, the trombonist in Duke Ellington's jazz orchestra. That marriage ended in divorce. Washington also played Cab Calloway's love interest in the musical short Cab Calloway's Hi-De-Ho (1934).
Her best-known role was in the 1934 movie Imitation of Life. Washington played a young light-skinned Black woman who chose to pass as white to seek more opportunities in a society restricted by legal and social racial segregation. As Washington had visible European ancestry, the role was considered perfect for her, but it led to her being typecast by filmmakers. Moviegoers sometimes assumed from Washington's appearance—her blue-gray eyes, pale complexion, and light brown hair—that she might have passed in real life. In 1934, she said the role did not reflect her off-screen life, but "If I made Peola seem real enough to merit such statements, I consider such statements compliments and makes me feel I've done my job fairly well." She told reporters in 1949 that she identified as Black "...because I'm honest, firstly, and secondly, you don't have to be white to be good. I've spent most of my life trying to prove to those who think otherwise ... I am a Negro and I am proud of it."[7] Imitation of Life was nominated for an Academy Award for Best Picture, but it did not win. Years later, in 2007, Time magazine ranked it as among "The 25 Most Important Films on Race."
Washington's experiences in the film industry and theater led her to become a civil rights activist. In an effort to help other Black actors and actresses find more opportunities, in 1937 Washington co-founded the Negro Actors Guild of America, with Noble Sissle, W. C. Handy, Paul Robeson, and Ethel Waters. The organization's mission included speaking out against stereotyping and advocating for a wider range of roles. Washington served as the organization's first executive secretary. She was also heavily involved with the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, widely known as the NAACP. While working with the NAACP, Fredi fought for more representation and better treatment of Black actors in Hollywood because she was one of the few Black actors in Hollywood who had some influence with white studio executives. Aside from working with those organizations to fight for the rights of Black actors, Washington also advocated for the federal protection of Black Americans and was a lobbyist for the Dyer Anti-Lynching Bill, which the NAACP supported.
Despite receiving critical acclaim, she was unable to find much work in the Hollywood of the 1930s and 1940s; Black actresses were expected to have dark skin, and were usually typecast as maids. Directors were concerned about casting a light-skinned Black actress in a romantic role with a white leading man; the film production code prohibited suggestions of miscegenation. Hollywood directors did not offer her any romantic roles. As one modern critic explained, Fredi Washington was "...too beautiful and not dark enough to play maids, but rather too light to act in all-Black movies..."
Washington was a theater writer, and the entertainment editor for The People's Voice (1942–1948), a newspaper for African Americans founded by Adam Clayton Powell Jr., a Baptist minister and politician in New York City who was married to her sister Isabel Washington Powell. She was outspoken about racism faced by African Americans and worked closely with Walter White, then president of the NAACP, to address pressing issues facing Black people in America.
In 1952, Washington married a Stamford dentist, Hugh Anthony Bell, and moved to Greenwich, Connecticut.
Fredi Washington Bell died, aged 90, on June 28, 1994. She died from pneumonia following a series of strokes at St. Joseph Medical Center in Stamford, Connecticut.
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The conversation replays over and over again in Harriet's mind. She's not really thinking about marriage at this point. She's just thinking about the same thing as any other hot-blooded university-aged girl: sex.
With this motivation, she knocks gently on Ty's door. He unlocks it, his yukata dangerously loose, and pulls the shoji closed behind them as they enter the main room. Masami really wanted a traditional inn, and the sweet smell of the tatami mats, shikibuton mattresses, and cozy kotatsu live up to the experience. Harriet can't help but feel a twinge of guilt, and something closer to hubris, for what she wants to do on these straw mats.
"Are you sleeping with me tonight?" Ty asks, taking off his yukata and revealing blessedly tight briefs.
"I don't know, are you ready for us to actually sleep together?" Harper shrugs off her own yukata, revealing her carefully selected lingerie.
Ty slaps a hand over his eyes. "Sweet Jesus, Mary and Joseph! Wait, give me a second to compose myself." He lets his hand fall from his face, cheeks undeniable rosy. "Holy fuck, Harriet, you're gorgeous. But no, we can't do anything, not with these paper-thin walls and your parents snoring next-door."
"I can be quiet."
He smirks. "Trust me, you won't with me."
"Okay, Mr. Sex Genius."
"Hey! I have a plethora of reviews on my website to back me up. Reviews I had no say in, by the way."
"Who's to say you didn't write them yourself?"
"Is this the point where I'm supposed to say 'Fine, I'll prove it to you', because I'm not doing that. I wasn't born yesterday, you know."
"Oh, I know. You were born half a century ago."
"I'm not that old yet, missy, and you should respect your elders." He cradles her waist, thumbs tracing her lower ribs. "But maybe we can just make out like a pair of horny teenagers?"
"Not much of a consolation prize, but I'll take it," she murmurs, pressing her mouth against his. Half an hour later, Ty pulls back, whispering a kiss into her shoulder, out like a light from jetlag. She groans, a mixture of blue-beaned frustration and gratefulness at having met someone she feels this way about.
She traces a finger over his sleeping face. "Maybe Harper's right. I could see myself with you for the rest of my life."
#ts4#the sims 4#the sims#sims 4#sims#hatty#tyrone#harriet#god bless the creator of the briefs#cmon ty after all the effort harriet went to you can at least peel off one of those pasties
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Hehe Hat game go brrrrr
Also self insert :3
Lars!! Or also Scarf Teen/Adult!
Their scarf is their equivalent to HK's Hat!
Bio older sibling to Hat Kid and just. Adopted Bow Kid and Timmy as siblings along the way to in-game events
Edit: Tumblr, how did you fuck this up? Why did you move my images??? Anyways I fixed it, all is as it should be.
More Info-Dumping below cut :]
So! I don't really know how Lars and Hat Kid (Harriet, Harry, or just Hat or Hattie in this AU) ended up travelling space but something happened because here they are
During their explorations of planets, they found Bow, a young orphan living on the streets of her hometown, and Timmy, a boy with a not so great home life (understatement).
Their spaceship is basically the same, with another couple of rooms.
Hattie's room, now shared with Bow, is the same but with more furniture and decoration for the latter kid. Hat still has her lil' diary hideout because sometimes the girl just needs some space to be on her own. Lars is the only person on the ship allowed in with permission
Timmy's room is in the basement, as an area renovated and repurposed to be a room. Think the room with the Alpine Skyline Warp Telescope. Harry did argue at first, but was eventually persuaded in the end. I'm not gonna explain, that'll have me writing an entire scene
Lars's room is the attic, where the Finale Warp Telescope is. They repurposed the attic in the first year or so of living on the ship so that they could have their own room.
Anyways, let's go onto the game events!
It all starts relatively the same, the kids wake up, Lars sleeping through the first alarm. Timmy and Hat, knowing how to handle the ship on their own, get started for travelling through the day when, Uh Oh! Mafia!
A couple of five minute alarms later.
Due to damages on the ship, the first couple of Time Pieces on the ship don't warp the kids back to the ship, but once Lars fixes it (and the hole in the window) it works again. After some talking, they start a plan:
Timmy, being a bit more tech oriented and avoidant of most conflicts, will stay on the ship to locate the Time Pieces while the other three track down and retrieve them, Tim relaying to them through earpieces and walkie talkie things. Mustache Girl still goes on the ship to plan Mafia Takedown with the kids, but Lars, back on Earth, remains unaware of their adventure until last second. ("Great. A kid working against us to gather the Time Pieces. Just what we needed.")
After that fiasco, the girls aren't allowed outside of Lars's sight when on field.
Which, of course is quickly disobeyed when Lars loses them at Dead Bird Studio, finding them again while DJ Grooves and the Conductor are roping Bow and Harry respectively into their movies
After a bit of persuading (the girls to Lars) and threatening (Lars to the directors) the girls are allowed to help the birds while their mostly legal guardian checks out Subcon Forest.
If you've played/watched the game, you can guess how that turns out
Anyways, a couple more things I wanna point out is, in my mind, the kids go on the cruise while Lars looks around Nyakuza Metro ("I feel safer leaving yall on a boat than wandering around a bunch of speeding vehicles"). That leaves them all to got around the Skylines together. Family Fun!
Anyways, that's about all I've got on that. Idk if I'll make more posts about this, but I just wanted to get all of my thoughts out in text
#a hat in time#ahit#ahit hat kid#hat kid#ahit bow kid#bow kid#ahit timmy#i included them because I like them#my self insert. my interest. my rules#also yes I gave hat kid a tail#why? because it's fun and i say so#and if the CAW are to be believed she already has a tail‚ being her ponytail#there be bones in that thing#anyways since they're the same species‚ Lars also has a head tail it just got clipped at birth due to complications#ahit au#i guess. self insert au#self insert#cringe is dead and I killed it#these tags are a mess#but I'm posting this on my phone and can't be bothered to try to fix it#anyways the Snatcher is going to be my friend and that is a threat#toodles!
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