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During her more than 60-year career, Parton sold more than 100 million records and won 11 Grammy Awards, making her one of the best-selling musical performers of all time.

[...] Parton was also a shrewd businesswoman who amassed an estimated $650 million fortune and maintained creative control in the cutthroat and male-dominated music industry. She presided over an entertainment empire that included the Dollywood theme park. And she was a devoted philanthropist who launched the Dollywood Foundation to provide poverty relief and fund educational programs in her native East Tennessee.

It's a long retrospective of her life, more than I can really quote here.

RIP 😭 While I’ll remember her for her amazing music, as a former children’s librarian, I’ll remember her just as much for her children’s literacy program. My niece looked forward to her free book every month when she was younger. One of the things I love about the program is that it doesn’t have income requirements. Some times people have enough for food and a roof—that doesn’t mean books are in the budget.

“It was not a passive celebrity endorsement; she built and funded it herself out of deep personal passion.”

This is what Roerich's paintings look like:

🕰️ will you be there in the morning? by soliloquent

11,7k words // pairing: tony stark/steve rogers

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Nobody on the entire battlefield says a word as Pepper tells Tony he can rest now. Steve hears it all — the change in Tony’s breathing, the way it catches, falters, then stops. The Iron Man suit’s faint systems wind down into silence as the nano case loses its light. It all happens at once, and then, just like that, there is nothing left to listen to.

Steve blinks, and he’s no longer on the field. He’s in his bed, clean and uninjured.

“What the fuck?”

or: Every time Tony dies in the final battle against Thanos, Steve’s day resets. 

what the hell, sure

random bullshit go

all shall be well

never kill yourself