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araekniarchive · 4 months
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eve, after the fall (auguste rodin; bronze, 1883)
Mark Twain, The Diaries of Adam and Eve // Hozier, From Eden // Angela Carter, The Bloody Chamber // Frank Bidart, The War of Vaslav Nijinsky // Eagles, The Last Resort // Anne Sexton, Words for Dr. Y
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sky-poprocks · 1 month
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They call me a sky:cotl player the way I [LOUD SHARP SHARD CRUNCH SOUND EFFECT AS WINGED LIGHT GOES EVERYWHERE] -get hit by [A SECOND LOUD SHARD CRUNCH SFX] the eye- [LOUD HEARTBEAT SOUND EFFECT AS I NEARLY RUN OUT OF WINGED LIGHT] of eden shards.
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strangerthanyou011 · 1 year
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will and mike when they first met: i’m not the only one who’s lonely
will and mike in season 1: i’m not the only freak
will and mike in season 2: i’m not the only one who feels crazy
will and mike in season 3: i’m not the only one struggling to survive puberty and figure out who i am if i’m not a kid anymore
will and mike in season 4: i’m not the only one who’s afraid to be honest with people about my feelings
will and mike in season 5: i’m not the only one who’s gay and in love with my best friend???!?
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prommytheus · 1 year
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alright name poll
rb after you vote or it'll just be me and my 12 mutuals plsss
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araekni · 2 months
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Sue Zhao, My mother texts me instructions to cook silken tofu (x)
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Everything Everywhere All At Once (2022) dir. Daniels
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Eden Robinson, Writing Prompts for the Broken-Hearted
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Hannah Lowe, The Stork
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@greysfields (x)
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@wellwaterhysteria, 'excerpts of texts my mum has sent me this year' (x)
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Sally St. Clair, 'The Distance Between Them' from Death of a Mother: Daughter's Stories
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Warsan Shire, How to Wear Your Mother's Lipstick
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Deborah Levy, Hot Milk
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A handwritten note from my mum, c. 2006
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@ryebreadgf, green grass (x)
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dextraicarus1994 · 2 months
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When you think you've seen it all, it turns out there's more than meets the eye.
This will show spoilers from Captain Laserhawk manga Crushing Love and also it will brings some Splinter Cell lore, so watch out if you don't want to get spoiled.
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This little discovery had showed me a different take of the Captain Laserhawk lore and probably will be answering some questions (or create more *I am creating more questions than ever and the anxiety to know*).
It looks like Anna Grimsdöttir got a role in Dolph past
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For some that are not familiar who Anna Grimsdöttir is, she was an ally of Sam Fisher during The Splinter Cell games and books, she was the Communications Lead later Chief Technical Analyst for Third Echelon and then became Technical Operation Officer during her Fourth Echelon era. She provided Sam with technical support during his field work also adressing any high - technology issues and a skilled hacker.
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In this panels we see how Dolph tells his story with Alex (Grim was the only lady who could Boss Alex and he would not complaint, that means the situation was bigger than anything) and suddenly Marcus is surprised by seeing Ana and mentions that she was part of the war (I assumed he was mentioning about the Wastelands War), who provided Intelligence and saved Sam and Marcus many times and after they Lost, she went missing, not knowing about her whereabouts...
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Now with this little revelation, It looks like there more than meets the eye, I can't tell everything yet because It looks like I need to read the rest of the manga, but how the things are going, there will be many revelations that could unite the missing links of the series' lore and this could be a twist to some questions that are unaswered.
Remember the last episode where a Rayman was send a message about going to see Bullfrog? Some assume many characters that would had sent that messege, but now with seeing this revelation about Grim, I can believe she could have been the one who send it. It looks like Anna was willing to stop Eden, too and the reason why she and Alex were working together, also there is something curious about a dialogue of Alex telling Grim if Dolph is not able to do his part he could talk to the Arms Dealer Andy (some that are not familiar with the Splinter Cell lore would past it unnoticed, but if I am correct, or I am assuming many things, Alex would had been referring to Andriy Kobin, an arms dealer who was enemy of Sam Fisher during Splinter Cell Conviction, then a temporal ally in Splinter Cell Blacklist).
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So... Here it is this little discovery and man, there is a lot to be reveal and to see this, brings me a Big joy to know that more Splinter Cell characters are around the Captain Laserhawk serie, meaning that that maybe Sam will have a bigger part in Dolph's role in Season 2 (I really hope so). 🥺🥺🥺💚🖤💚🖤💚🖤💚🖤
Oh!!! Almost forgot, Anna design in the manga looks like the design from Blacklist more than anything.😁😁😁😁💞💞💞💞💞💞
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catofaurora · 14 days
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a Sassy Cat Goes on a Goth Adventure
the adventure is surviving after spending all candles on shopping
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bikkue · 2 months
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Me to all the people who have finished Hazbin Hotel S01 and yearn for some Adam & Eve ( and Cain and Abel ) angsty fanfiction that gives them humanity and depth in musical format by Stephen Schwartz of The Prince of Egypt and Wicked fame:
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Entire album is here: Children of Eden (1998)
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melit0n · 2 months
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Per your request for lyrics, how about my favorite line from Ascensionism (my favorite song)?
"Lipstick, chemtrails, red flags, pink nails/ with one eye on the door other eye on a rail/ other other eye following a scarlet trail/ and the last few drops of the Holy Grail."
Oooo this is a good one!!
First off, there's a obvious juxtaposition within the first line "Lipstick, chemtrails, red flags, pink nails". Lipstick and pink nails typically connotate to feminity and beauty, pink being symbolistic of love and compassion as well as being the 'girly' colour.
However, "chemtrails" and "red flags" suggest a threat. Chemtrails are those fun little trails that are left in the sky due to airplanes/general aircraft, but, on the conspiracy side of things, the reason why chemtrails are called chemtrails is because some people believe the gov is releasing toxic chemicals into the atmosphere via aircraft. It's being used as a descriptor of someone who is utterly toxic but hidden under a layer of beauty.
It's a very smart descriptior, if that's what it's aimed to be instead of the remains of biochemical waste, which is equally as toxic.
I don't think I need to explain how red flags equals bad.
Then, we have "with one eye on the door, other eye on the rail". Straight up, it gives prey vibes. Something coming out of its burrow and keeping a careful eye for what might just be the end of it. He's on the watch for both an exit (the door) and a path leading to it (the rail). It's fight or flight, basically; flight has already been chosen, because he knows this isn't a fight he can win, so he's mapping out his ways to escape. Also gives off a trapped vibe.
And then we get third eye imagery in "Other other eye following a scarlet trail". Also I'm glad I'm not the only person who hears 'other other' instead of 'with' or 'while' lmao. The third eye is typically, by Wikapedia definition, 'associated with religious visions, the ability to observe chakras and auras, and out-of-body experiences.' Third eye sees what cannot be seen by the other two, basically, which links into to the whole Vessel being a supernatural vessel of Sleep thing.
With "scarlet trail", what are the first things you think of with scarlet? Probably blood, right? Scarlet is actually a very 'religous' colour, believe it or not! It's typically worn by Cardinals of the Catholic Church and represents the blood of Christ; salvation, devotion and sacrifice. And, y'know, death. It invokes an image of a dead body, a corpse of prey, being dragged back to the Hunter's den to be consumed, which adds to the overall sense of danger.
Finally, we've got "the last few drops from the Holy Grail". It put emphasis on the mildly hidden religious imagery of the past line with The Holy Grail, which is (in Christian theology) the cup that Christ drank from at the last supper and that was used to collect his blood at his crucifixion. In some theologies, and The Indiana Jones movies, whatever is drunk from the cup will turn the drinker immortal. Whatever you believe "the last few drops" represent, it's been nearly depleted.
Thank you for indulging in my want for lyric analysis! I had a bit of fun with this one, so I hope this wasn't too much.
@moonchild-in-blue think you might like this one!
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skykiuwu · 1 month
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Gifting a flower
Speedpaint
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araekniarchive · 2 years
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eve, the preceding
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jardin-de-limaginaire · 5 months
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Virtuous Cycle (male! oc x gn! reader) (DARK) (I/III)
"I HOLD MYSELF IN CONTEMPT!"
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𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: obsessive behaviours, angsty (NO ROMANCE, THIS IS MEANT FOR HORROR/THRILLER PURPOSES), reader is only mentioned
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3rd January, 1941,
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The courtroom was suffocating to me, as the stale air hung heavy with judgement. The judge, a stern figure dressed in black robes, stared down at me from his elevated perch as if trying to peer through the deepest parts of my soul.
I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, the cold, unforgiving wood beneath me serving as a reminder of the atrocities I've committed, the actions I've made only for them. My eyes darted around the room, seeking any form of escape, only for my hope to be shortly cut off by the dark atmosphere and judging eyes of people I didn't know and knew.
The prosecutor, a man with a cold and merciless gaze, rose from his seat like a vulture circling its prey. "Ladies and gentlemen of the jury," He acknowledged, the audience's gaze following him, no longer looking at me with those terrifying glares. "we stand here today to unveil the face of a killer. A man who, in cold blood, extinguished the light of innocence."
The words echoed in the room and through my head, amplifying the dreadfulness that clawed my conscience. I could feel the weight of the accusations pressing down on me, threatening to consume me whole. Desperation clawed at my throat as I tried to find the right words, the words that would make them understand.
"Viator Goodwin," the prosecutor sneered, emphasizing each syllable as if trying to etch my name into a stone wall. "A man who, by all accounts, appeared to be just ordinary. Truly a wolf in sheep's clothing."
The air in the room grew thicker with each passing moment, thick enough to cut it with a knife if possible. The eyes of the spectators bore into me like a thousand needles through my heart. I knew I had to speak, had to make them understand the torment that had driven me to commit the unspeakable. With a confident voice, I raised my right hand. "Your honour, I plead insanity."
Murmurs of disbelief swept through the room, the judge's eyes narrowing at my proclamation. "Insanity, Mr Goodwin? Do you truly believe that defence will pardon you of your sins?"
I looked into the judge's eyes, pleading for mercy that I knew wouldn't come if I didn't play my cards right. After all, I couldn't plead for my innocence, after everything I had done for that tempter, that liar that should've been my spouse by now. Oh, if only they could've accepted my love, none of this would've happened. Not one innocent's blood would've been spilt if only they could've been mine. "Your Honour, I...I was driven to madness. The darkness consumed me, and I lost control of my actions. I had a good heart, I was seldom insane until that demon possessed me!"
The judge leaned back, his gaze unwavering. "The court will hear your defence, Mr. Goodwin, but know this: the so-called "demon" that led you astray will not shield you from the consequences of your actions."
As I began recounting the torturous descent into the abyss that had become my life, the room seemed to close in around me. The echoes of my words full of despair bounced off the walls, creating a silent room of people whose families were the victims of the massacre I had created with my own two hands. In this cold, unforgiving courtroom, I stood alone, condemned by the very darkness created in my soul, that had whispered its malevolent promises into my fractured core.
As I spoke, the room fell silent, the gravity of my words hanging like a veil. "Your Honour," I began, my voice laced with desperation, "the actions I committed were caused by (Y/N) (L/N) who unravelled the fragile threads of my sanity. They wove their influence into the very fabric of my judgement, and I became their puppet, dancing to the sick and twisted tune they created."
I could see their family in the distance, looking at me in disbelief, as if I uttered Satan's name. The murmurs rippled through the courtroom as the spectators gave me the same look (Y/N)'s parents gave me. It was true, (Y/N) was known as the sweetest person in town, always helping those in need, always being polite, and always being kind. Oh, how they couldn't see through their facade, that mask of beauty they have always worn, to hide the rotting soul they had underneath.. The judge's gaze remained stern.
"(Y/N) (L/N)," I continued, my words dripping with bitterness, "a siren in the disguise of innocence. They lured me into the abyss with their honeyed words and enticing smile. I was but a moth attracted to the flame, and in their presence, reason abandoned me."
I could feel the eyes of the jury on me, judging my every word the prosecutor's scepticism was evident, and I could sniff the mockery in the air, taste the shame I would have to endure if I didn't act adeptly. But I pressed on, unravelling the tale of that siren's seduction and the subsequent descent into madness that led me to commit heinous acts.
"They bewitched me, Your Honour, with promises of love. I was trapped in their web, a willing victim to the poison that dripped from their lips," I declared, my hands trembling with the weight of my confession.
The prosecutor rose, his voice cutting through the silence. "Your Honour, the defendant's attempt to shift the blame onto one of the massacre victims is nothing more than a desperate ploy. We must seek justice for the lives he has taken, not to entertain baseless accusations"
The judge nodded solemnly, signalling for me to continue with my defence. Oh how much I hate this prosecutor. If only I could cut his tongue. The room hung in suspense as I recounted the relationship I had with (Y/N) (L/N) before everything went downhill, that cursed name rolling on my tongue like a sickeningly sweet bon-bon, each word a damning testimony to the insanity that slowly took over me. The prosecutor's objections echoed, but I painted a vivid picture of their influence, leaving the courtroom flabbergasted.
As I finished my tale, the judge's expression hardened. "Mr. Goodwin," he declared, "your attempt to lay blame elsewhere does not absolve you of the crimes you committed. The courtroom will consider your plea of insanity, but rest assured, you shall be condemned to the electric chair, for you have committed the worst sin to have ever been bestowed in this courtroom: homicide. 8 people dead, 5 injured."
I could feel fury bubble up inside of me. How could they immediately sentence me to my death?! "But sir, can't you understand? I'm an insane man, driven to madness by that bitch! I should be sent to the infirmary! For the sake of humanity, they deserved to die of their blight! That seducer deserved everything that happened to them!"
The judge didn't seem too pleased with the way I acted. "One more word out of you, Mr Goodwin, and I'll hold you in contempt."
"I HOLD MYSELF IN CONTEMPT!"
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Hello my lovelies, thank you for reading this short story I created in the middle of the night. Please remember to reblog if you enjoyed it, as I'm going to make a part II and III once I get 100 notes. Toodles! ~Luce
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elfcow · 18 days
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My players: What's your favorite Lancer frame?
Me, vibrating from the effort of containing myself: yeah I think the Mourning Cloak is pretty cool
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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 4 months
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Black Sabbath - Back to Eden
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mothbagel · 6 months
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hihihello!! just discovered your au and as an ihnmaims fan i am curious. tell me abt it plz what is alternate abt this universe. whys it called loss of eden. whats with all the religious imagery. i need to knowwwwwwwwwwww.
hello hello! I go a lot more in-depth in this post but to sum it up, AM is making a fake place where ted is the god of a peaceful place, and teds not havin a good time
gonna put a major warning for religious stuff, its very prevalent throughout the whole au but this gets real nitty-gritty with it
SO WHY IS IT CALLED LOSS OF EDEN -> this story takes a lot of inspiration from both Genesis (as in the bible) and paradise lost (that one famous religious fanfic). eden is portrayed as a place of beauty only tainted by the eventual evils of man. AM has read the bible, he, like satan in paradise lost, thinks that whatever higher power exists, it is far more than unjust. AM makes itself a higher power as to avoid the pain he once felt. it doesnt work but I applaud the effort.
in john miltons paradise lost terms, AM is satan, humanity is god.
AM is jealous of the perceived peace that humanity had prior to its destruction (which it sees as a natural outcome) and is (as yall know), spiteful towards humans.
AM lost the potential of his own eden, so now ted loses his eden over and over and over again.
WHATS UP WITH THE RELIGIOUS IMAGREY -> see above and also my special interest is religious symbolism and robots, so I felt it right to combine them.
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idlenight · 10 months
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i know i made him,,,, but River in retribution? kinda hot ngl.
ft. his mirror puppet Harry (which.... is short for Harbour... don't ask), and some adventures with his enemies besties <3
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