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amplifyme · 6 months
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Beyond Words, Beyond Silence
For anyone who might be interested, I just posted Nan Dibble's official novelization of Beauty and the Beast's S2-ending trilogy of the episodes What Rough Beast, Ceremony of Innocence, and The Rest Is Silence here.
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This transcription comes directly from my copy of the published book and is now preserved (including all original punctuation, ellipses, sentence structure, paragraphs, and emphasis) as it was published and as Nan intended it to be seen and read.
As an aside, much as I appreciate all the fans who've transcribed so many of the hard to find BATB fanfics over the years and posted them online, transcribed and edited are two completely different things. One does not have the right to edit an author's previously published work just because they think it might look better their way, or as they see fit. Just... don't.
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pollyna · 1 year
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Husband reveals but in the most normal way ever: Mav forgets his lunch home twice, and Tom drops by because he can't have a starving husband, even less for such an important mission. The first time he's wearing civvies and the daggers are far away to not notice him at all, the second one Ice is still in full uniform when he strolls in the cafeteria, drops Mav's lunch on the table, kisses his lips and "I'm not your errand boy, next time you forgot your lunch it's on you" to which Mav smiles dopey "whatever you say, Iceman. Eat with me?". How could Tom say no?
All around them, nobody moves because the Commander of the fucking Pacific Fleet is sharing a sandwich with their captain. And they kissed.
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loonylupinblack3 · 1 year
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Wretched
Paring: Barty Crouch Jr x reader
Warnings: none
Summary: barty crouch jr is wretched
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“Looking for this?”
I turned around reluctantly, none too thrilled to find Barty Crouch Jr staring at me with that wicked amusement in his eyes, a book in hand. Not just any book. My book. The one I needed to complete my Charms essay, and the one Barty knew I needed.
I held my hand out, not in the mood for his shenanigans. “Give it here.”
Barty raised his eyebrows at my tone, a wretched grin making its way onto his face. “You sound grumpy.”
I gritted my teeth. “I’m not grumpy.”
Barty hummed. “I think you are.”
I scowled, lunging forwards in the hopes to catch the Slytherin by surprise. Barty was too quick though, or maybe he was just suspecting the attack, because he moved smoothly out of my way, holding the book at a distance. My scowl deepened and I crossed my arms.
“What do you want then?”
Barty feigned confusion, going so far as to scratch the side of his head in puzzlement. “What do you mean?”
I took a deep breath, glancing around the quiet library. There were only a few students in there; the sound of turning pages and the scratching of quills on parchment the only noise in the place. Aside from Barty and I, in a little nook in the back of the library. It was a sunny day, unusual for November, which was why the library was so empty; most wanted to enjoy the sunshine while it lasted.
Noticing my surroundings was a tactic I used to calm down, one I’d found myself using a lot more once Barty Crouch noticed my existence. He went from not even knowing my name last year to constantly badgering me every chance he could. It was infuriating.
“Why don’t you go outside like everyone else and just give me my book?” I demanded.
Barty tilted his head, looking at me like I was something he couldn’t quite figure out. A puzzle he couldn’t solve. I glowered at the thought, surging forward to try once again to get my hands on the book.
The wretched boy was too fast again, this time grabbing both my wrists with one hand and pining them above my head against the bookshelf he pressed me against. Heat rushed to my cheeks, but I refused to look away as the Slytherin leaned in closer, his eyes boring into mine.
He tilted his head, moving forward until I could feel his breath against my ear, sending tingles down my spine.
“Why don’t you say please?” he rasped, voice so quiet I nearly didn’t hear it.
I swallowed thickly, finding myself at a loss for words as I stared at the wretched boy in front of me. He was that; wretched. He was the most wretched person I had ever met, with his wretched smirk and wretched hair and wretched confidence as he talked to me, like he didn’t care that I hated him. Like he knew I didn’t really hate him at all.
“Well?” he prodded.
I stared at him, my eyes straying to his lips. They were parted, small pants coming out of them like Barty was feeling just as flustered as I was. I looked back into his eyes, and I think we both knew I wasn’t asking for the book when I breathed, “please.”
Barty’s lips crashed against mine as he got a fistful of my hair, tilting my head back to give himself better access to my mouth. I melted into the kiss, feeling my knees go weak as I returned the pressure, moving my mouth against his like it was the only thing I knew how to do.
My tongue swiped across his upper lip and Barty let out an appraising groan, his hold on me tightening as he tugged me even closer. There were fireworks everywhere as the kiss continued, my mind hazy.
When we finally pulled back, we were both panting, staring at each other with undisguised hunger.
Barty flashed that smug smirk and handed me the book, our fingers brushing. “That wasn’t so hard now, was it?”
“You, Barty Crouch Jr, are wretched.”
Barty grinned. “I know.”
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total-drama-brainrot · 3 months
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total drama horror au where after the "contestants" were chosen, chris kidnapped them and dumped them on an island to compete in death games against each other whilst broadcasting it to the masses livestream style. they're forced to comply with their "host" or else their food/living accommodations are stripped away and they're left to fend for themselves in the forest, but participating in the challenges is arguably more dangerous.
each elimination ceremony is taken to it's literal extreme, as the voted out player is just straight up executed on the spot.
the audience think it's some sort of ARG type deal at first, with the campers being actors, but eventually- probably by the first on-screen death- people catch on to it being Very Real.
(chris funds this little 'project' himself mr beast style using his vast amount of tv star wealth, so there's no network/producers that he has to answer to.)
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ruki-mukami-dl · 6 months
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Charm Flavor
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Source: Twitter & skitdolce.jp
Edit: @ruki-mukami-dl
PLEASE DO NOT USE OR REPOST!!!
REBLOG IS ALLOWED AND WELCOME~
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petercalamy-bluealbum · 8 months
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DID YOU KNOW...
ridler doesnt need to skinny
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13eyond13 · 1 year
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I think something a fem!Light would find really fascinating about fem!L is how she doesn't seem to have much of an internalized sense of inferiority or self-consciousness about her gender, because that would just have been SO ENGRAINED in Light's entire upbringing since day 1
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sassyandclassy94 · 7 months
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Why David is my favorite biblical figure
He took on Goliath because he trusted in God’s strength and power and because he was sick of his people backing down (THEY WERE ISRAELITES FOR GOODNESS’ SAKE!! GOD HAD THEIR BACKS!!)
He was flawed and God shows us his humanity and sinful nature (whereas others He doesn’t show us as much). He took his eyes off God when fleeing Saul and leaned on his own understanding (acting crazy to get away from the Philistines). Committing adultery with Bathsheba and murdering her husband Uriah (one of his own mighty men😭) to cover up his sin.
HOWEVER: whenever God revealed his sin he was genuinely broken-hearted for disobeying God and immediately repented and asked for forgiveness.
I relate to him. Many of his psalms show he battled depression and despair. Many times he asked God “Oh my God, why have you hidden Your face from me?” He was a sensitive man who felt his emotions deeply.
He was good example. He had every right to hate and want to kill Saul but he didn’t. Instead he prayed for him, he respected his position (“Who shall lay a hand on the Lord’s anointed?”). He had three opportunities to kill him but he refrained; showing obedience and reverence to God Himself.
He made mistakes but God still chose to use him and his line to bring forth The Messiah and His ultimate plan for redemption (and you can see how Satan tried hard to destroy the line of David)
He was 30 years old when God’s plan for his life finally began (that gives me hope that mine will begin eventually)
He had so much to fear, so many reasons to give up but he didn’t. Instead he lifted his eyes to God and trusted Him and His timing. Trusting Him to take care of him and and to fight for him.
He was a man after God’s own heart and is one of the ‘Heroes of the Faith’
Fun fact about Uriah: He was a Hittite, but being that he had a Hebrew name meant that he lifted his eyes to the One True God and served Him; changing his name to “My light is Yahweh”. I just thought that was neat! The man came to God under David while being one of his mighty men. He’s in heaven! And doesn’t even remember what David did. They’re probably hanging out and praising Jesus together right now🥰
I just love the account of David so much🥰 It brings me comfort, and joy.
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umbralundertaker · 2 years
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This musical is actually looking pretty good
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asharaxofstarfall · 7 months
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homosexual on homosexual violence
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safwunnz · 4 months
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Bro idk what's happening like why I can't see your post on my fyp or following 😔
whsowgsowvdo whhaaa :<?? it’s ok tho lol
cOUgh Cough anyways I wanted to show this fav key frame for an animatic I’m working on
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pokeattorney · 2 years
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I'm going to throw up they're so funny
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caracello · 7 months
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i keep getting embarrassed to say anything about it but i;ve kind of been thinking about him all day. sorry. hi. do you need something.
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for anyone who’s interested, here’s an update to that old ask I answered re;
what do you think are steve and bucky's favorite paintings and artists?
I have SO MANY MORE! 
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Joseph Stella, The Voice of the City of New York Interpreted, (1920/1922.) Catholic stained-glass-style art deco altar piece love letter to NYC, inspired by the Brooklyn Bridge? How tf did I forget to include this in the first answer?!
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Richard Eurich. Preparations for D-Day 1944.
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Edward A. Reep, Smoke Screen at Livergnano, (Italy, 1944) 
I thought these two ^ would pair interestingly with Thomas Moran’s ‘The Chasm of the Colorado’ (1873) from the other post.
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Anzio Italy Battle 1944 Irish Guards Tank Regiment. WW2 Military Painting Postcard.
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Guy de Montlaur, One June Early Morning, (1972). It was inspired by the Normandy invasion, on June 6, 1944.
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Edouard Cortes, Parisian Scenes (1935) ...But surely Steve and Bucky and the lads must also have had some happy times in liberated Paris?
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Daniel Ralph Celentano, Mending. Sarah Rogers at home vibes; in this house we acknowledge her existence!
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Daniel Ralph Celentano, Wine Making. Barnes Fam at home vibes??
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This sweet series of ‘WWI Women Doing Mens Jobs’ watercolours by Victoria Monkhouse, showing: a female post-mistress, bus conductor, and window cleaner, respectively.
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Edward Casey, Stevedores Bathing Under the Brooklyn Bridge, (1939). Bucky works on the docks for the money? pff yeah sure.
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Vincent Van Gogh, Prisoners' Round (after Gustave Doré), (1890). Pretty apt given Bucky’s escape from imprisonment into nature (notice the butterfly top left!) and Steve’s meteoric rise to fame as a prison-escapologist!
And speaking of butterflies...
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Jean-Jacques Bachelier, White Angora Cat Chasing a Butterfly, (1761).
I also had an idea about Steve and Bucky (especially) pairing disconnected paintings together in darkly comic diptychs, when they hang them up in their home.
So here are some examples! 
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George Bellows, The Lone Tenement, (1909). /  John R. Grabach, The Lone House, (1929). If Steve and Bucky Were Sentient Tenement Buildings AU 10K
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Joseph Hirsch, Mercy Ship Navy Hospital Ship USS Solace, (C. 1943) / Nurse in Newfoundland, (World War II).
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Van Gogh, Shoes, (1888) / Wicked Witch of the East's ruby slippers, The Wizard of Oz (1939).
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^ For when Steve’s inner Mama’s Boy is showing (i.e. always...)
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...and for when Bucky’s inner gay is showing (ie. always) Tom of Finland sketches.
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Joseph Hirsch, Night Shift, (Italy 1944) / Reginald Marsh, Wonderland Circus, Sideshow Coney Island, (1930). I think of these two as ‘Bucky’s Two Experiences of Night Life In the 40s’ diptych.
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John Sloan, McSorley's Bar, (1912) / McSorley's Back Room, (1916). Contrast post-serum Steve preferring a nice quiet Irish bar, with a mens only rule ����.
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Peter McIntyre, Into Cassino, (May 1944) / Joseph Hirsch, Company in the Parlor, (Italy, 1944). These are Bucky’s pics from his time fighting in Italy; by the time Steve got there ruins is all he saw!
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Joseph Hirsch, High Visibility Wrap, (Italy 1944) / Vincent Van Gogh, Skull of a Skeleton with Burning Cigarette, (1885-6). And these! 
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okmcintyre · 9 months
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slayerkitty · 5 months
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Ummm, CHINA IS DOING OMEGAVERSE (well, not a BL because its CHINA, but idk how else they could go with this because THEY HAVE A BABY).
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@absolutebl tagging you because you're the only one I know who really mentions Chinese bromances, and I don't know what to make of this.
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