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vertigoartgore · 1 month
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Scott Summers & Emma Frost sharing their first real kiss (and thus becoming an official item from this point on) by Marc Silvestri & co.
2004's New X-Men #154 (the 42th/last issue Grant Morrison's run) turn 20 years old today by the way (release date : March 17 2004). Feel old yet ?
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aspisera · 7 months
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My list of under-appreciated Deltarune characters that I love with all my heart:
1. Catti
This concludes the list
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a-chaotic-dumbass · 5 months
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its been so long since eurovision and im still SO not over loreen winning. fucking punk ass song
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nobleburn · 5 months
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@wxtchpilot
Ah, how the months flew by. Naturally, Nikolette von Brandt was a busy woman even at the most relaxing of times, but the months since the incorporation of Gund-Arm had been busier still. There were finances to go over, recommendations to make, reports to compile for the benefit of her own company's shareholders. Yes, it had all held her attention and refused to let go, not least because of Shaddiq Zenelli. Oh, she had never liked him - his charm seemed a bit too manufactured and calculated for her liking, and his weaseling attempts at stripping Miorine of her company sat rather poorly with her.
For a while, Nikolette had considered begrudgingly lowering herself to assisting Earth House personally in their team duel, though thankfully that hadn't been necessary. It was, by her estimation, quite the blow to Shaddiq's standing and his pride, and with Guel Jeturk having gone missing, it seemed the Benerit Group's golden boys were losing quite a bit of their shine. Just as well, of course, given how it was Nikolette, and Nikolette alone, who deserved those sorts of unrestrained plaudits. Taking such an interest in Gund-Arm was a gamble, to be sure, but one that seemed quite likely to pay off for her - exactly as she liked it.
"Suletta Mercury!" Walking in the hallway, the clack of her boots announcing her arrival before her voice did, she beckoned Suletta over. "How lucky that I've ran into you. You're just the girl I was looking for." She gave a click of her tongue and kept walking, motioning for Suletta to follow. "Come along. We've a number of important matters to discuss, you know." Confident, self-assured, she nodded. "Oh, have you been keeping up with those classes I enrolled you in? How has your business IQ been developing?"
If circumstances allowed, perhaps she'd have gone over some of the specific scenarios with Suletta, but they didn't, and she wouldn't. There were more important matters. "Aerial was damaged in the team duel, wasn't it? It's my understanding that Earth House will be making a trip to Plant Quetta soon." Nikolette really had no interest in that matter specifically, but Miorine would be there. It had been a while since Nikolette had seen her, and personal matters aside, it would be beneficial to speak with her in a professional context as well. "I'm considering accompanying you. That wouldn't be a problem, I'm sure, if I decided as such?"
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bitofthisandthat · 1 day
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@reanimatedmuses asked: "I don't think you're evil." ~Kurt to Emma
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"Heh."
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"Well, that's a good thing for.......you. But I don't believe anyone is evil or good. I KNOW that everyone--myself included--does what they need to do to get ahead. They do what's best at the moment."
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"You need to be many things in order to win this rat race of life. And sometimes, we lie to ourselves, telling our so-called-souls that what we're doing is for the greater good. But really? We're just trying to face the mirror without a shudder. Deep down we're all selfish trying for praise and attention from people that could care less if we live or die.
And that includes you, Wagner."
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purdykittykatsworld · 3 months
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littleneko2296 · 1 year
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Just a quick sketch of three of the past Queens of Mewni as the three ghosts from "A Christmas Carol".
Merry Christmas, everybody!
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charlotte-of-wales · 2 years
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HM The King and HRH The Prince of Wales
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thepapalcountess · 2 years
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A new photograph is released today of Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth’s fell pony, Emma.
Emma paid tribute to Her Majesty during the Ceremonial Procession in Windsor on Monday 19th September, ahead of the Committal Service at St George’s Chapel.
For the past fifteen years, Queen Elizabeth regularly rode Emma for light exercise in the grounds around Windsor Castle, during Her Majesty’s private time.
Emma will continue to be much-loved and cared for at the Royal Mews, Windsor, and regularly exercised by its small, dedicated team.
Fonte: Facebook (The royal family page’s)
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"Someone said last week (...) you all have created a space, a visual piece of a group of people, a marginalized people, where they can look at their past in beauty. Normally when a person of color from the US looks into themselves, they see enslavement, jim crow, beating, whipping, murdering (...) but due to your passion, talent and anointing, now people of color, when they hold these cards, they see a beauty of their past that is never spoken of." — Hoodoo Queen Cotaliya speaking to the artist about the Hoodoo Tarot de la Livre.
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oldmanlusting · 6 months
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Watched Queen Charlotte. Sad about the ending :'<
#It was bittersweet.#But what an intriguing world#I actually was curious about getting to know more; the internal politics; the potential of making even more social commentary#How the world would fare in this fictional universe with such a change#And all the years between her marriage and the present. What led her to be such a distant mom? Why did she become so interested in lineage?#How did she maintain her relationship through all those years? But also - how was her friendship with Lady Danbury? What became of her?#How did her future look like after the sudden loss and freedom and difficulty in claiming her position? Did she always succeed?#Did she have to fight for it? What did she do with her life after her claims were secured?#Did she ever get happiness in another area of life? Was she left wanting or in the end content?#I wanted to see the middle of that journey as well#But also - and the reason I post it on this blog - that Lord she got to know was a very interesting choice of a man 👀#I doth Declare though that they should have been as thorough with their one (1) lovemaking scene as the Queen's!!!!!#But WHY DID HE HAVE TO BE THAT WAY#Ugh WHY GIVE HER HOPE AND APPROACH HER AND SHOW HER AFFECTION AND GIVE HER FULFILLMENT ONLY TO ABANDON HER#MEN. LITERALLY THE ONLY EXPLANATION#I did get to see a very real depiction of how it would go for me though if I ever (God forbid)#Tried to enact on any infidelity with my crushes sndhfndh#THANKS FOR THE REALITY CHECK I GUESS. STILL THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE JUSTIFIED AS A NARRATIVE OF FICTION#A SCENE OF INTENSE ROMANCE#Thank you for the tiniest glimpse on the age gap relationship though it will serve as fuel for myself
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plastic-oasis · 6 months
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Idk if I’ll ever make the homestuck x off au but this would be Elenor’s sign
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nobleburn · 5 months
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@heartsglass
The return to her family's ancestral home had been... mixed, to say the least. On the balance, the clean, crisp air of Mondstadt agreed with her, and while the food hardly compared to the delicacies of Fontaine, there was a charmingly provincial quality to it all. That the Knights of Favonius operated in such esteem, and that the city of freedom seemed to have its own secretive hero were both points far in its favor. After the descent into Liyue's Chasm, only resurfacing days later - exhausted, ill, having unearthed a most interesting trinket - some time in Mondstadt would serve her well before returning home.
Yet, there was one thing that sat poorly with Nikolette from inside her room at the Goth Grand Hotel. Where were all the aristocrats? Yes, yes, there'd been that unsavory business with the rebellion so long ago, but was that not all in the past? Surely in the centuries since her own family had left, things would have cleared up, and yet, not even a single peasant had hurried not to cross her path, or prostrate themselves in front of her. She'd yet to even be addressed properly, in either Mondstadter or Fontainian style! Did these people not know who she was?
Out in the town square, near the large fountain that reminded of home, was a small alchemy station, and it was there that Nikolette saw her target. Answers would be provided her, one way or another. "Hello, you there!" A wave of gloved hands accompanied her words, seeking to get the attention of the green-haired woman who she'd seen days before walking alongside the Acting Grand Master. If she had some connection to the Knights, then surely she'd have an understanding of the situation.
"Greetings and salutations, I'm Nikolette von Brandt of Fontaine, heir to the famous, prestigious, illustrious Brandt clan. It's your pleasure to make my acquaintance." Without waiting for much in the way of acknowledgement or introduction, she simply pushed through the conversation with the same general conviction as with everything else. "I've been staying here in Mondstadt for a few days before I return to my estate in Fontaine, but I've found myself rather confused at a few things during my stay."
Gesturing to the woman, Nikolette appraised her, looking up and down, before giving a curt nod. "You're a member of the Knights of Favonius, are you not? Or, affiliated? Surely it's within your purview to escort a traveler around and answer a few questions, is it not?" And especially when said traveler was a figure of such great importance as she. "Come along! Let's talk a walk - Mondstadt's fine breeze is better felt without the stifling quality of walls and high-rises." Indeed, and a bit of late morning exercise would surely do them both well. Besides, with how stuffy things could be at an alchemist's table, surely the woman would thank her for the opportunity to get some fresh air!
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charlietheepicwriter7 · 2 months
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H̵̩͋o̸̹͒l̶̢̑ď̸͕ ̵͔͛T̴̲̄h̶͙͋e̶̤͘m̵͍̋ ̷͓̈D̵̯͛o̶̡̅w̵̖̃n̵͝ͅ
Get in the Water AU: Original Post Ruthlessness
Ghosts were physiologically different from humans.
It was something Tucker and Sam didn't understand. They saw Phantom as "Danny with superpowers," not as a fundamentally different being.
Sometimes, Danny didn't understand either.
But his parents did. Utter disregard for the scientific method aside, the Fentons were the ones who learned how inhuman ghosts were: "Just emotions and electricity imprinted on ectoplasm, Danno, nothing to be scared of!" Snapshots of people at the moments of their deaths. The past and the present, incapable of contemplating the future.
And with his duality, Danny struggled to understand either of his halves.
As a human, Danny could move past his nightmare of a childhood, compartmentalize and think to the future, when he was fully healed and his past couldn't hurt him anymore. So when Dora, first elected Queen of the Infinite Realms - long may she reign - asked him to collect all the resurrected humans for a health check and assessment... when he'd noticed Damian Al Ghul-Wanye on the list... He'd thought up a little prank to pull on his long-lost brother. A cruel one, perhaps, but nothing harmful.
As a ghost, Danny couldn't move on. He could never forget that Sam led him to his death, that his parents negligence allowed for the stage to be set, that the lab they loved so much held both his home and his grave. Just as Danny would always be that fourteen year old, caught in that moments, he was still the 7-year-old Danyal Al Ghul who trusted his brother not to hurt him... and ended up poisoned.
Phantom wanted his murderer to suffer.
And Danny, much to his shame, had allowed it.
For a few weeks, Danny managed to ignore it. He'd gone after Damian first, so there were tons of resurrected on his list. He started with the more extreme cases first, like Constantine, but soon enough the next on his list was Ra's Al Ghul.
He'd asked Queen Dora to send someone else, anyone else. That he wouldn't be able to control himself if he saw his grandfather again. Instead of relieving him, she'd given him a knowing look and told him to follow his core's desire.
She never mentions it, but Queen Dora had been a murder victim too.
There was no showmanship, no dramatic reveal. Just Danyal, his grandfather, and the Pit.
Despite all Ra's Al Ghul's power, he was no match for a spirit hellbent on drowning him.
That's what Danny did to his grandfather. He'd thrown up afterwards, once he was human before. But the ghost in him relished the act; he could still feel Grandfather's throat under his hands, pulse fluttering against his palm as Danyal held him down. He struggled and shook as the Lazarus waters filled his lungs, burning away healthy tissue. Fingernails morphed into claws that sliced through the tender skin, blood leaking into the water, and water leaking into the blood.
It took a long time for Grandfather to die. Deep within Danny, next to his core, he knew it was what was deserved. That the murdered finally had justice. He was content with never speaking of it again, a secret between him and the waters.
And now it was going to happen again as Phantom's impulsive mind overtook Fenton's tactical one.
He'd known Damian was looking into him. Knew another confrontation was inevitable, what with two more of his siblings needing their health checks. But as Danny was stalking their mother, searching for the best way to abduct her (she was still his mother after all, he didn't want her dead... yet), Damian and his family confronted her.
Relief washed over him as only a normal amount of rage bubbled up at the sight of Damian, instead of the overwhelming, all-consuming fury he'd felt. Danny laughed at their arguments, at Constantine thinking he could put a living ghost to rest, at his siblings-unmet and his father-unknown, until...
Damian confessed.
His murderer confessed, yet as he continued to speak, to explain, the fury rose in him again. Because it wasn't a betrayal. He'd always thought Damian betrayed him, but no.
Through his own ruthlessness, Damian gave him the only mercy he could manage. And there was only one thing Danyal wanted now.
""̸̲̈́T̶͘͜ä̵̢li̸a̶̬̓ ̴̬̐A̵̛̪l̸̲̚ G̸̛̫h̶̺̏u̸̢̚l!̴̳̈́ D̷̩̕o̸͛ͅ ̶̝̍y̴͙͘o̵̙͐u̵̬̓ ̴̤͂k̸̡̑n̵͓̈́o̷͈͝w̷͖͂ ̷͓͑w̴̧̄h̵̲͌o̴̮̔ ̵̼́Ị̷̂ ̷̣̽a̵̳̓m̷̩̓?̷̝͒"̷̧͠"
It was her fault. She was the reason why he was dead, nothing more than a coward who couldn't go against her father for the sake of her children. She abused them, she struck his brother, it was her fault-
"Danyal," she answered. And Danyal grinned, fanged and sharp.
He approached, the waters of his birthplace lovingly brushing against his legs, consoling him the only way they knew how. They whispered revenge into his ears, madness into his heart, just as they had when he'd confronted Damian, when he murdered Grandfather. "You have much to answer for, daughter of the Demon Head," he said, voice echoing around the room.
Unrestrained greed filled her gaze. "You've returned to me, my son."
Danyal laughed, brutal and rough. "I've returned for you, Mother," he corrected. "Don't think this reunion will end well for you."
"You mean to hurt me, Danyal?" she crooned, all false hurt and fake love.
"I mean to kill you."
Genuine anger flashed across her face. "My son would never-"
"Y̵̺̆o̴̩͂u̸͉̕r̷̰͝ ̴͔͝s̵̡̉o̶̡̎ň̵̞ ̶̗̈i̴̘̍s ̸̦̐d̴̯̚ê̶͚á̶̩d̷̻̈́," he snarled, and Damian flinched. He was too close to Talia. "You wanted me dead... for being weak. For having mercy." He stared up at his mother's shocked form. "I killed Grandfather. Tell me, is that ruthless enough for you, Umi?" Talia flinched with just her eyes. He hadn't been allowed to call her Umi since he was three.
Their father stepped forward, the naked distress on his face contrasting with his battle armor. "Danyal," he plead. "You don't have to do this-"
"Stay out of this, Baba." The man's breathing hitched. "This doesn't involve you."
Constantine tried to talk him down next. "It does, kid. A Siren on your level can't stay around for long. It's time for you to rest."
Danyal threw back his head and laughed. "As if you could stop me, exorcist." No more delays. It's time for action. "I will drown you all before you can."
Danyal lunged. And despite his mother's decades as an assassin, she couldn't kill what was already dead.
He held her down by the throat, the attacks from Damian's family bouncing off him. "This is mercy," he cooed as she desperately clawed at his hands. "For me. For Damian. For everyone you will try to hurt in the future. Ruthlessness is the only mercy I can give you now." Her face turned red as she gaped for air and Danyal-
Was thrown back into the water.
Reorienting himself, he found John Constantine standing over his mother, protecting her from him. "̷̪͂E̷̺͐x̷̝̑ŏ̶̺ȑ̴͉c̷̟͘i̸͔̋s̶̮̀t̶̯͝."
And the Pit's water began to rise.
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schisms · 1 year
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liam got this picture of marvin in my lap while i was giving him a tarot reading
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jovialladyaurora · 1 year
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Tarot question
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Shuffling a new deck I got in the mail for the past, present, and future spread and these cards jumped out of the deck face up on the floor. How would you read this? I'm in the process of being more open in my creative pursuits so the page of cups works well but I don't feel abundant like the king or charismatic like the queen.
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