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Marseille, la Joliette et environs : la cathédrale néo-byzantine de la Major, l'église romande de Saint-Laurent, puis le Star Legend, modeste barquette vue de la Villa Méditerranée (au premier plan, les Grands Pingouins, fossiles reconstitués en lien avec la Grotte Cosquer), puis du Musée Regards de Provence.
#marseille#la joliette#la major#cathédrale de la major#néo-byzantin#art roman#roman provençal#villa méditerranée#grotte cosquer#cosquer#grand pingouin#taxidermie#fossile#musée regards de provence#regards de provence#star legend#yacht
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Marseille - 2013 - Photographe Oreste Morzenti
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#Marseille#France#OM#Man#analog photography#b&w#photography#stairs#La Major#cathedral#disposable camera#great shot#mine#mediterrenian
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It's honestly wild to me that ToA went through so much trouble to emphasize the fact that Will did not magically fix all of Nico's problems and was explicitly not Nico's only doctor.
Only for TSATS to have Will fix all of Nico's problems and have Nico be entirely reliant on him the entire book and literally helpless without him and LITERALLY have Nico's problems be magically removed.
#pjo#riordanverse#tsats crit#nico di angelo#solangelo#it doesnt make any sense too cause. in HoO we KNOW Nico was fully capable of handling himself in Tartarus#we already knew he was explicitly on his own. we know he had it worse than Percy and Annabeth did#because we are explicitly told that Nico saw Tartarus' true nature the ENTIRE TIME versus Percy only getting a tiny half-glimpse of it once#and Percy acknowledges that he would not be able to withstand actually seeing Tartarus more than he did without just dying on the spot#and Nico was down there for as long as Percy and Annabeth at least. on his own. flying blind and explicitly having it worse.#so it doesnt make sense to totally retcon Nico's ENTIRE experiences with Tartarus to make him sopping wet and pathetic about it#needing to be helped and only being down there for twenty minutes and crying the whole time#and then all of the book he's literally functionally helpless without Will for some reason. despite being in his element.#could not get more in his element than being in the Underworld. my guy literally lives there. that's his HOUSE. that's his YARD.#and he's still just totally sopping wet and pathetic in Tartarus the second time around#like im sorry. no. we literally have previously established canon indicating this is absolutely not the case#that is not something you can retcon. that is an entire major event. it was not glossed over.#unless you are doing time travel and it's a canonical retcon a la Homestuck im sorry the events of TSATS just could never occur#(not to mention Damasen is just never acknowledged in TSATS and him and Bob were absorbed by Tartarus the god and ergo dead in HoH)#(so Bob and Damasen are like. *Gone* gone. they didn't just die to be reformed later they got ERASED.)#(and Nyx sure as hell isnt gonna be the one to have Bob trapped for whatever reason. definitely not cause she hates light/change/whatever)#(nyx is literally the mother/sister [depends on version - sometimes a mitosis situation] of the personification of day? and sky?)#(and FRIENDSHIP? and the nymphs of sunset? sometimes also CHEERFULNESS? and THOUGHTFULNESS? and old age)#(ah yes the mother of concepts such as love/friendship and aging and. day. would HATE [checks notes] love/friendship changing and light)#(she INVENTED THOSE) < anyways thank u for coming to my aside rant in the tags#in parenthesis to indicate this is an aside/tangent rant. anyways i have so many problems with this plot. it just DOESNT WORK#on NO LEVEL DOES IT WORK AT ALL WITH ESTABLISHED CANON
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end cards please, an epilogue, please, I’m begging
#forgive me I haven’t drawn in months#but I had to act quick#I tried to do it a la dragon age trespasser slides style#the captions are kinda cringe but I didn’t know what to do and I was trying to keep them vague enough to fit the smaller details in#so I chose the major ish options#bg3#astarion#baldur's gate 3#bg3 spoilers#spoilers#morights#I’ll clean them up later…. maybe….. fix it….in post…..#doing this made me realise how insanely difficult it is to stuff in a neutral character that represents tav#esp when tav can be so many races with tails or horns or big or small or masculine or feminine#or claws.#larian studios
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would you write headcannons or lit anything for kk....por favor....i love her and the kk fics are a dessert
KK AS YOUR GIRLFRIEND: HEADCANONS
You sing to her 🌚
Whether your vocals are horrible or not, I feel like you should match her goofy vibe. So since she’s always dancing, you should match that by singing her the most unserious things. Like if you calls for you, you don’t answer normally, instead you’d say yes in the form of an overly extended run.
You treat her to Chipotle
KK loves some Chipotle, it’s actually insane how many of her TikTok reposts I’ve seen about it 😭😭 I feel like you guys could make it a once a week thing, Fridays maybe.
She’s so gosh darn touchy
She always wants to hold hands, or even just have a limb making contact with you. So she’d probably rest a leg on you just because.
Because KK is a live stream warrior, you’re going to be a guest in a decent amount of them.
You help KK do her hair, or wash it before her hair appointment.
In addition to that, I feel like you guys would search through Pinterest together to find more hairstyles for her. KK would probably be insanely indecisive, though, so it takes you guys forever to find something that she likes.
KK definitely rummages through your things out of boredom.
“Babe, what’s this?” She’s sat on the floor of your dorm, with a random item in her hand, peering up at you.
“Girl— put that back!”
Your room always ends up a mess as a result of her “curiosity.”
“It looked at me first!” KK replied.
Obviously, she gives you her jerseys to wear to games.
Also, as a devoted girlfriend you do have a blanket with cutouts of her face on it. It’s your favorite thing, ever. When KK got it for you, you laughed for like 10 minutes straight, but you use it like every night.
KK: it’s so that if you ever have another girl in here she knows that you sleep with me every night.
You: Why would I have another girl in here? Beside our friends Kamorea…
KK: I don’t know, you tell me *eyebrow raise*
You ask KK about Wisconsin lore.
You two are sat in KK’s car, having gone through the drive through of a restaurant.
“Why does your cheese squeak? What does that even mean?” You ask.
“It’s just— that’s the way it is and it’s good! Eat it!” KK scolds you, passing you some cheese curds.
“But the cheese isn’t stretchy anymore… that’s why it’s squeaky.”
KK rolls up the bag of fast food, “clearly you don’t respect fine dining. Look what happens when I try to be generous!”
KK loves to dress you, and oftentimes you guys match.
KK gives me “let’s have a movie night” vibes, except you guys watch the same movie over and over.
You guys 100% have a collaborative playlist with some of your favorite songs on it. Some songs I like below ⬇️
You Don’t Even Know - The Internet
Fashion Killa - A$AP Rocky
Go Gina - SZA
Get It Sexyy - Sexyy Red (of course)
Way 2 Sexy - Drake (i feel like kk would love this song but i have no evidence sawry 🌚)
KK has left her dorm after curfew just to go to yours and get into bed with you.
It’s going on 2 A.M. when your phone rings, a FaceTime incoming. It’s KK, so of course you answer.
Your voice groggy, you speak. “What’s wrong?” Granted it was random for KK to call you at 2 A.M. after you guys already said goodnight.
“Come open the doorrrrrrr.” She spoke, a blanket draped around her shoulder and her voice somewhat hushed.
“There’s no way you’re in the hallway right now… calling me…” you trail off.
“I am. Now open the door, please!” KK pleads, “my toes are cold!”
“You don’t have any shoes on?” You climb out of your bed, stalking to the door of your dorm, mindful of your roommate.
“No, I was rushing to get here since I missed you.”
AUTHOR’S NOTE!
soooooo happy that you sent in this request bc i’ve been wanting to write about kk so much! i just love her
i hope that you liked this! thanks so much! 🩷
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What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas...
#Elvis Presley#I listened to a cover of Viva Las Vegas done in the style of a NIN song and it inspired me#my art#DID YOU KNOW? The TV set that Elvis famously shot with his .44 Magnum is still functional?#By some divine miracle the bullet missed any major wiring and (according to the Graceland Archives) if you were to plug it in today#this ancient relic could Actually play you something#pretty incredible if you ask me.#Personally I would like to watch the 68' special on this smashed up clunker#a kaleidoscope of tiny Elvis' prancing across the fractured surface of the screen....
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“Roy was the engineer, and anything related to engineering, in any specialism, would have to pass through his hands. This included assembling the plane’s radio, just like he’d fixed the small battery-operated Spika radio and made it work.
“Adolfo sat down beside him. He explained to Roy that it was not a matter of expertise in electronics but one of ignorance, and pointed out that Roy was the least ignorant of everybody in that department. Roy argued that he had never seen an airplane radio in his life, not even in a book. Adolfo put his hand over Roy’s. ‘I know that, Roy. We all know that. I only wanted to tell you that you were the best one at handling the wires and the terminals, that’s all. But right now that’s a lot, it makes a huge difference … you are the engineer.’
“Roy, almost breathless, added something that his older friend already knew: ‘I am barely in my first year in Engineering, I’m only twenty years old, and the only time I’ve ever been remotely close to anything like this was when I helped instal a damn audio system for my cousins.’
“‘And you fixed the Spika radio,’ Adolfo responded, as if it were a thermonuclear station and not a basic portable radio the size of a pack of cigarettes. Before Adolfo even said the next sentence he knew clearly that it was as painful for him to say as it was for his friend to hear it. ‘Roy, the group needs your abilities. All we’re asking is that you try.’ ”
– “Is Anybody Listening?” from Society of the Snow: The Definitive Account of the World’s Greatest Survival Story by Pablo Vierci
LA SOCIEDAD DE LA NIEVE | SOCIETY OF THE SNOW (2023) dir. J. A. Bayona
#society of the snow#la sociedad de la nieve#moviegifs#filmgifs#doyouevenfilm#fyeahmovies#userconstance#userrobin#usermarina#userbbelcher#chewieblog#dasakuryo#henricavyll#tuserjyn#dailyflicks#dailyworldcinema#perioddramaedit#userfilm#userstream#myedit#i know i know it's a lot of text i KNOW. it's just important to me#beyond being one more aspect of the story that's shown on screen but further expanded upon in the book-#it spoke to me A Lot bc it's yet another reminder of how 'in their 20s' everyone is here#roy harley's the engineer. and whenever that's mentioned the book goes:#'truly cannot emphasize enough how much he/i hated Every Single Second of being the damned engineer'#like just think about whatever your college/uni major was. and imagine-without warning-you're now the default expert in your field#barely a year's-worth of learning in your back pocket. but people are depending on you! you literally have no room to say 'no'#he did eventually become an industrial engineer. it all worked out. but the stress?? the anxiety??? (all the while missing his best friends#like what a way to learn on the job :/
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Here's the thing, do I want Buck on the floor crying? Yes, because it would be fun to watch and Oliver should be allowed to let loose a little bit yk? But I truly just want Buck to do something for himself and stick to it. I mean, that man didn't even pick his own apartment. Do I want him hyperventilating screaming crying throwing up? Yes. But truly I just want him off the hamster wheel.
#if he gets there without a major trigger then great#but like#do something#like his car was maddies#he ended up in la because of Connor#Ali picked and decorated his apartment#like#just something#literally anything#911#911 abc#thoughts thoughts thoughts
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I did a genderbend Dante cosplay for Halloween lol
#dante alighieri#dante#cosplay#la divina commedia#divina commedia#literature#stereotypical literature major#italian#italian literature#italia#sillyposting#hehehe#medieval
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Je reviens ENCORE une fois à mon projet de présenter la plupart de mes 55800 photos (environ). On est en 2017 et comme ce blog est né en 2017, j’arriverai donc au bout de cette présentation.
Marseille, au printemps. Le quartier du Panier.
- le dôme de la Cathédrale de la Major derrière les escaliers de la place de Lenche, l’ancienne agora grecque de Massaliia
- Place des Pistoles et un téton de la Major !
- Rue Baussenque
- Place des Pistoles
- rue du Bouleau
- rue des Repenties
#marseille#souvenirs#le panier#art urbain#tag#grafitti#massalia#agora#place de lenche#cathédrale de la major#la major#place des pistoles#montre#rue baussenque#rue des repenties#rue du bouleau#escalier
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I do appreciate Binx basically going to all of her friends and saying "Quit your job, join my court." as if the ultimate queer fantasy is not living in a big house will all your friends.
#acofaf#a court of fey and flowers#binx choppley#kp hob#delloso de la rue#Captain Knickolas Pnackleless Hob#captain knickolas p hob#captain kp hob#major kp hob#major knickolas pnackolas hob#andhera#binxhera#dimension twenty#dimension 20#d20#d20 acofaf
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☆ La Squadra as Cards of the Major Arcana, Part I (Part II) ☆
#jjba#la squadra#risotto nero#formaggio#prosciutto#pesci#ghiaccio#melone#illuso#sorbet#gelato#squadrah original#this is my 500th post so i had to make something fancy#i am full of tarot thoughts and was gonna pick three cards for each major court and minor#but then it occurred to me that i could do a fun edit#so i did this. enjoy!!#squadrah tarot
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Hundreds rallied and marched at the National March to Protect Trans Youth in Orlando, Florida, on October 7.
'DeSantis says get back, we say fight back!'
Photos: Struggle-La Lucha, Workers Voice Socialist Movement
#protecttranskids#trans youth march#Florida#protest#orlando#transrightarehumanrights#miss Major#lgbtq#solidarity#communist#wvsm#struggle la lucha
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Sculptural half-relief of the Tarot card THE HIGH PRIESTESS.
Three colours available:
-Polychromy.
-Ocher.
-Marble.
Made of polyurethane resin and marble dust.
Available at Etsy, click here! Includes hook to hang on the wall.
#Arte Feudo#sculpture#tarot#la papesse#the high priestess#tarot card#tarot cards#marseille tarot#tarot art#jodorowsky#la sacerdotisa#arcana#major arcana#tarot deck#pick a card#divination#tarot reading#occult#sacerdotisa#withcraft
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literally anything for Kate Martin
Kiss and Makeup — Kate Martin x Fem!Reader
In which you and Kate have a heated argument, and you feel conflicted between your morals and feelings.
Warnings: angst (I made Kate into a little bit of a bitch I’m upset with myself for it negl) and fluff!
Author’s note: kudos to @fallofachilles for the prompt idea! + I hope you guys like the new layout I’m trying, despite the simplicity. Consider this a birthday gift from me to you guys, but for my birthday ♡!
You sit on the floor of the off-campus apartment that you share with Kate, pulling everything that Kate had just put into her suitcase out. She quite literally shoved everything in there and there was just no way that she would fit everything she needed in there. You were unsure about how she did this before meeting you.
“Babe,” you huffed. “I keep telling to you to stop waiting until the last moment to pack! You wouldn’t have to rush if you listened.”
“Okay Mom, sorry,” Kate brushed the fly aways out of her face and sat next to you.
You rolled up each item so that you could get the most out of the space in her suitcase.
“Do you have your extra pair of shoes in another bag or something?” You inquired. You’d gone through everything and they hadn’t turned up.
“No baby, they’re in our room,” Kate replied to you, but never got up.
“Go get them!” You widened your eyes, motioning to the bedroom. “Sheesh.”
Kate came back with them in hand, “I thought you were going to get them.”
You swore when you heard that your eye twitched. “Uh— why would I do that? You’re able.”
“Well… you just usually do. It’s a ‘girlfriend’ thing to do,” Kate explained, shrugging.
You chuckled, warmth spreading up the back of your neck and to your face. “So as your girlfriend I’m supposed to baby you and wait on you hand and foot?”
The room becomes tense and your heart beats in your ears. You remain patient though, trying to hear your girlfriend out.
“Well no, but I didn’t ask for you to do any of this,” Kate motions to her clothes on the floor. “It’s our normal routine. What’s the problem?”
You groan, running your hands down your face. “I do it because I want to and because I love you! I don’t have to do any of it— I could literally let you go to the airport and pay a fifty dollar fee because your luggage is overweight, but I don’t!”
Kate shoved her tongue into her cheek and crossed her arms over her chest defensively. “I don’t understand what I said wrong! Why disrupt our routine?”
“You sound like such a man,” you curse. “The problem is that I’m realizing that you don’t respect me or even value me! I know that you work so hard, so I do these things to take some of the weight off off your shoulders, and you’re not even the tiniest bit grateful!”
Kate drops her bright pink shoes onto the hardwood floors, the sound echoing through the apartment. Her eyes glance at them and then you. A staring contest goes on for thirty seconds and you chuckle bitterly before rising to your feet.
You strut toward the bedroom, grabbing your backpack.
“What are you doing?” Kate questions you, following you into the room. But, you ignore her as you raid the dresser for clothes.
You shove your clothes into the bag, not giving nearly as much care to your items as you give to Kate’s. Your toiletries lay on top. You swing the bag over your right shoulder, saving your left hand for your keychain.
“Where are you going!?” Kate continues. “You cannot be ignoring me right now. You- come on!”
“Clearly, you’ve gotten too comfortable and you seem to think that I’m your maid or something. I’m leaving and you can have fun spending a week without me.”
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You found yourself staying with your friend Karissa for a few days. You almost went to Jada’s dorm, but there was no way that you wouldn’t end up seeing Kate there.
While you stayed with Karissa, you had some time to think. Were you babying Kate? You just thought that she might appreciate what you do for her, but she made it obvious that now it had become more of an expectation of you.
You felt conflicted. You always told yourself that you wouldn’t tolerate disrespect from anyone, including your partner. If you forgave Kate, would you basically be telling her it’s okay, I don’t mind that you disrespected me?
But at the same time, you love Kate and it hurts you to be away from her.
“Penny for your thoughts?” Karissa asked as she joined you on her plush white couch.
“Thinking about Kate,” you say.
“But, that’s literally all the time so what difference does it make?” She jokes, channel surfing.
“The difference is that I haven’t spoken to her in three days because my pride won’t let me,” you sigh. “I don’t want to give in too easy.”
“You don’t have to,” Karissa chimes. “Okay, listen. Forget about whatever lesson you’re trying to teach her, and instead just think about what you want.
Maybe it’s not about you wanting her realizing that she needs you, but it could be more about the fact that she hasn’t shown you much appreciation.”
You nod, “but, I know that she’s busy. It’s hard for her to do that stuff all of the time.”
“You’re making excuses for her now. Sure she’s busy, but aren’t you, too? You balance your classes, a job, and extracurriculars, but you still find time to show Kate how much you love her and do things that she would like, including packing her bags for her before an away game.
It doesn’t have to be elaborate it, but you do deserve to be considered. That’s all I’m saying.”
You don’t reply, but your phone vibrates at your side with a text from the girl you were just speaking of.
KATE: Will you come home, please? We should talk.
You read over the message a few times, thinking about how you might reply. Truth be told, you were tired of being apart and you did just want to go home to your girlfriend.
YOU: I’ll be there in about an hour.
You kept your text short and sweet. It definitely wouldn’t take you an hour to get there, but you wanted to give yourself some leeway.
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With your key in hand you unlock the door to the apartment you share with Kate, and sit your bag down on the floor.
It’s eerily quiet, to which you raise your eyebrows. You stalk toward your bedroom, and are met with the sight of those faux tea candles, roses, and what seemed to be a few gifts on the bed.
The room had been decorated with balloons and a big banner that read: I LOVE YOU.
You turned to look for Kate and there she stood in the doorway, a small smile on her face, but you couldn’t move past the look of guilt in her eyes.
“What’s all this for?” You inquire, taking a deep breath.
Kate’s gaze flickers around the room in hesitation, almost like she’s doubtful of something.
“I don’t want you to think that I’m trying to butter you up so that you forgive me, but it’s time that I showed my appreciation for you.
You’re right, I did get too comfortable and I stopped thanking you. The way that I spoke to you was wrong. I love you, and what I did and lack thereof was wrong. The three days without you admittedly were hard, I forgot to do a lot of the things that you took on the responsibility of.
I’m just… sorry for not appreciating and recognizing what you do for me sooner, babe. You take so much of the weight off of my shoulders every single day, and I promise to put forth more effort when it comes to valuing you.”
Your heart nearly leapt out of your chest at her words because that’s all that you really wanted. You wanted to know that your efforts didn’t go unnoticed and that they meant something to her.
Without words you bring Kate into a hug, your arms wrapping around her neck and hers around your waist. You speak into her neck, “I won’t say that it’s okay, but I do accept your apology.”
When you both pull away she locks her lips with your own, her hands squeezing at your hips. Her lips taste like mint from the chapstick she wore. The kiss was tender and sweet— it felt different from the last ones you two had shared. There was a promise in it, one that the both of you wouldn’t break.
Your foreheads rest upon one another until Kate backs you into the bed, forcing you to sit down. She joins you at your side.
She glances at the two gift boxes, signaling for you to open them. The wrapping paper was your favorite color. The small details were always so cute to you.
You unwrap box one and open it to find some body care products like body wash and body scrub. Kate always knew how much you enjoyed self-care days. It always made you feel good inside and out.
You opened the body scrub and brought the container to your nose, “oo that’s nice!”
Kate watches as you open the other box with a smile, happy that she could make you smile again.
“Should I run you a bath?” She asks. “We can have ice cream after and watch Love Is Blind.”
“Run us a bath,” you beam. “And don’t be mad, but I watched a few episodes without you.”
Kate got up from the bed, “wouldn’t be the first time, babe.”
#meech la major#meech’s thoughts#iowawcbb#iowa wbb#kate martin x reader#kate martin my beloved#kate martin
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