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hoffmans-hoffman · 2 years
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Choose your fighter! Pt 1
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justineportraits · 1 year
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Giovanni Antonio Pellegrini Les Trois Graces
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gracie-bird · 18 days
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Princess Grace and Prince Rainier greet the president of the Italian Republic Giovanni Gronchi on November 7, 1959.
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quinloki · 3 months
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Oh my GOD QUIN I JUST LOOKED UP ONE PIECE BDAYS
And mine is the same as the lion thing from Buggy’s crew
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I’m just this duo goodbye
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I can’t breathe I’m laughing so hard this is so humbling
(okay but yes I'm dying that that's literally your combo, omg)
If you want to feel better
Look up July 20th for birthdays.
go ahead.
I'll wait. 😑
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krakenandcracker · 1 year
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unusual ship, but ı have them as a married couple in a forum rpg so ı made this. Young parker & Grace
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graceandfamily · 11 months
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Princess Grace and Prince Rainier of Monaco visit Rome in 1959.
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CHE diremo adunque? rimarremo noi nel peccato, acciocchè la grazia abbondi?
(Well then, should we keep on sinning so that God can show us more and more of his wonderful grace?) — Romans 6:1 | Giovanni Diodati Bibbia (GDB) La Sacra Bibbia 1649, Italian Giovanni Diodati Bibbia (Italian Edition Bible) is in the public domain. Cross References: Romans 3:5; Romans 3:8; Romans 5:20; Romans 6:15
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scftcored · 2 years
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ヽ  ⁺  ˖     angeliccals
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“   whoever   said   nothing   good   ever   happens   after   2   am   ,   well   . . .   they   never   met   you   .   ”
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innervoiceartblog · 7 months
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“The world owes you nothing. Relinquish your expectations. Receive the gifts of grace that are offered to you so freely -- receive them with gratitude. Offer your gifts to the world. Then, get on with the task at hand.”
- Hiro Boga
#ToBeSoul_DoSoul #AdventuresInCreativeConsciousness
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Photo from my travels in Florence, Tuscany, Italy, September 2023
Statue of Summer by sculptor Giovanni Battista Caccini (1556-1613).
Summer and Fall, 1605, Ponte Santa Trinita, Florence.
Four ornamental statues of the Seasons were added in 1608 to Ponte Santa Trinita, on the occasion of the marriage of Cosimo II de' Medici (r. 1609-1621) and Maria Maddalena of Austria.
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forbidden-sunlight · 17 days
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yandere!duke with wicked stepmother!reader imagine
warnings: mentioned child abuse, fem!reader, arranged marriage, implied obsessive behavior.
Imagine being reincarnated not as the heroine of the dark romance novel that you fell asleep reading, but the male lead’s villainous stepmother. Although it would be many years before you would marry his father, and your family would get out their mountain of debt from this arranged marriage. You swore to not take out your anger on the poor child as you laid in your crib.
Just because the duke still held a candle for his first wife and the mother of the male lead, his son did not deserve such cruel treatment from a woman who would never receive any affection from her husband. Arranged marriages rarely result in mutual happiness, but there is always the possibility of creating a respectful partnership between each other. 
So that is what you will do. 
You became ambitious in your studies and etiquette lessons, making connections with other young ladies of high society as your own reputation grew. Instead of becoming known for being a spiteful and superficial noblewoman,  invitations to soirees, tea parties, and banquets arrived at your household every other day.
The Mad Dog of Macaluso became The Blossoming Flower of High Society. Despite the marriage proposals your household had received, none of the gentlemen in the Umbra Empire were as rich as Giovanni Lombardo, the grand duke and the male lead’s father. 
So, the marriage still happened; but you were not bothered by your new husband’s declaration on your wedding night that he would never have a child with you, citing that he found you unpleasant and nothing at all like his deceased wife as his tall frame towering over yours, his gray orbs glaring down at you with icy disdain. You stared at him for a moment before you smiled.
“No one can ever replace a loved one, and it is a relief to know that you do not care for me romantically, Your Grace. This is a situation that is beneficial only to my house, and the Emperor had forced you to select me because he was tired of hearing everyone talking about how his most trusted aide has refused to remarry since his wife’s passing six years ago during childbirth. Your son is your heir, so there is no need to have another child. If you would permit me, I would like to get to know him more. If you do not believe me, you can assign a servant to watch me interact with him and the rest of the staff. Is that acceptable?”
The baffled expression on the duke’s face at your words had been worth all the hard work you have placed into being a better side character that wouldn’t be killed in the novel’s third chapter. You would not disappoint him. 
You would prove to be a valuable partner and protect the male lead until it was time for you to leave the stage. 
Three years passed. You performed your duties as the duchess, overseeing the household and organizing any functions that were to be hosted in the duchy. When you weren’t doing paperwork in your private office or speaking to the head butler on how to improve the workplace and other matters, you spent time with the male lead. 
Alessandro was a sweet little darling, possessing his father’s shiny platinum silver tresses and his mother’s bright blue eyes that sparkled in delight when you praised him for doing so well in his studies with a big hug or a kiss on the cheek. He was precocious for a six-year-old, though he still could not understand why his Papa didn’t like Mama. Mama being you, even when you have had to gently correct him more than once that you are his stepmother, not his birth mother. 
“Some day when you are older, you will understand.” You said, resting your chin on top of his head as you carefully adjusted your grip around his middle. He liked to sit in your lap under the garden’s pagoda during tea time, and you saw no issue with it.  “Papa may not like me, but we love you. That will never change, and we only want the best for you.” You ran a hand through his hair, tucking a stray strand behind his ear. 
In the original work, he became obsessed with the female lead because he did not receive any love from his father and was abused by his stepmother. Her gentle demeanor, her kindness and loveliness triggered his desire to have her all to himself. He had even commissioned the construction of a human-sized golden cage so that he could keep the female lead by his side forever. 
Alessandro pouted. “But I don’t want to wait that long! Can’t you tell me now?”
You chuckled. “Good things come to those who wait, my dear. Believe it or not, being a grown-up can be hard in this big, scary world.”
“That’s impossible! Papa is super cool and can do so many things!”
“Yes, he is quite something, isn’t he? Now drink some tea or it will get cold.” 
What you did not realize at the time was that the duke had returned home early from work and went to search for you. The head maid had told him where you were, though the duke had not expected Alessandro to be with you in the garden. He heard what you said about him, and how you have come to accept that you will never be loved by him and it was not his son’s fault.  How affectionate you were with him, smiling and ruffling his hair while reminding him to pay attention to his arithmetic tutor because it was important for him to understand numbers because they were just as important as knowing all colors in a rainbow or which fork to use for salads. 
You had kept your promise to him. 
You did not demand his affections, prioritizing the duchy and his son’s wellbeing. You did not take any paramours nor spent more than the allowance you were given to shop for dresses and other accessories in the capital. You attended tea parties, and did not bring shame to his family name. You were a perfect wife. You were worthy.
Would you object to him spending time with his son as you do? Would you allow him to get close, to spoil you with gifts? Would you even consider the idea of giving Alessandro a younger sibling? It’s been too long, and he does have needs. 
Happy Mother's Day, guys~! :)
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hoffmans-hoffman · 2 years
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Valentino dies in his son's arms
Incubo dies in Anthony's arms
Giovanni dies on the steps of Michael's house
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justineportraits · 1 year
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Giovanni Battista Naldini The Three Graces 16th c.
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whileiamdying · 2 years
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‘Nakom’: Film Review
A medical student must decide whether to return for good to his small farm community in Ghana.
BY THR STAFF MAY 4, 2016 1:03PM
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After a debut set in Cuba, Kelly Daniela Norris and T.W. Pittman travel to Africa for Nakom, the tale of a young man torn between urban ambitions and his rural roots. (Norris wrote and directed Sombras de Azul solo, with Pittman as producer; the two share writing/directing roles here.) But a changed venue results in no lack of authenticity for a picture that readily captures the specificity of its setting and of local mores; filmmaking restraint and a strong performance from star Jacob Ayanaba should win fans at fests and play well to a niche audience on video.
Making his screen debut, Ayanaba has poise to spare as Iddrisu, a Ghanaian med student who must return to his small farming village when his father dies. There, he finds family members who may well be thrown off their land if the next harvest season isn’t spectacularly good; as he’s the only one who seems to have the gumption to get crops planted and tend to them, he reluctantly takes a leave from school to fix things.
Now called “bachelor chief” by neighbors, and criticized by family members for thinking he belongs in a better place, Iddrisu has a full plate of interpersonal problems to sort out while he prays for a good crop: His father’s two wives dislike each other, large debts are owed to an uncle and his young brother isn’t good for much except knocking up a young relative who is living with them temporarily. Ayanaba doesn’t milk the put-upon good-son angle, instead emphasizing the kind of uncomplaining work ethic we know will carry Iddrisufar when he returns to school.
If he returns, that is. The local chief makes it clear he feels the village is in trouble without residents like Iddrisu; and the chief’s unmarried daughter Comfort (Felicia Atampuri) makes the prospect of staying more appealing. Though the script’s handling of the decision itself is uncomfortably abrupt, everything leading up to it benefits from a convincing, lived-in vibe.
A cast of non-actors acquits itself very nicely here, and the nature of the shoot — in which locals played key roles in the low-budget production — make the film’s polish all the more impressive. Add cinematographer Robert Geile’soccasional postcard-ready views of the horizon, and it’s easy to imagine a man with good prospects thinking twice about leaving here to make his fortune overseas.
Venue: New Directors/New Films Production company: Rasquache Films Cast: Jacob Ayanaba, Grace Ayariga, Justina Kulidu, Shetu Musah, Thomas Kulidu, James Azure, Felicia Atampuri Directors: Kelly Daniela Norris, T.W. Pittman Screenwriters: T.W. Pittman, Isaac Adakudugu Producers: Isaac Adakudugu, Kelly Daniela Norris, T.W. Pittman, Giovanni Ximenez Executive producer: Seemant Menon Director of photography: Robert Geile Editor: Tomas Vengris Composer: Daby Balde In Kusaal and English Not rated, 90 minutes
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{David Levithan/ Margaret Atwood, Alias Grace, 1996/ Mary Shelley, "Mathilda," Originally Published c. October 1819/ Lidia Yuknavitch, "The Chronology of Water: A Memoir"/ Hans Christian Andersen, The Little Mermaid/ Marya Hornbacher, Waiting/ Haruki Murakami, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman/ Nick Miller/ Nikki Giovanni, The Collected Poetry, 1968-1998/ From the Book: Healing After Loss: Consoling The Bereaved by Imam Jalal al-Din al-Suyuti}
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dsknsk · 2 months
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I love how PM keeps playing with tropes. We've seen the tropes that they deconstruct within Limbus (in fact, it is a theory of mine that each Sinner is based on a stereotypical character from gachas), the way that they pick up the cyberpunk trope and basically throw it across the room, but another huge one is...
Carmen.
Look. I think that Carmen was and is based on the traditional 'Mary Sue'. Because...well, some traits that are said to belong to the 'Mary Sue', are turned brilliantly on their head by PM. So, for typical 'Mary Sue' traits, there's:
Pretty in the traditional sense. 'Mary Sues' always look perfect, peerless and never have to work hard to maintain their image. While, as far as I know, there hasn't really been made an in-universe compliment on Carmen's physical appearance...you'd rather stop and listen to someone who at least looks like they can be trusted wouldn't you? She's likened to the sun, as Oswald called her that, and is inside the light. (Also, out-of-universe: she is certainly pretty in my eyes. She adheres to the modern beauty standards at the very least).
Related to the above: charming. The 'Mary Sue' often has an innate charm that attracts others to her. The way that Carmen has this is through her voice, which already was powerful enough to let her traverse the dangerous Backstreets unarmed, standing out from all those other Backstreets preachers somehow and draw in the most cynical noblemen, but is even more charming after death. She doesn't even need to give a breaking speech or anything, as we've seen, she just gives you questions and comments on things. Which falls in line with...
Powerful, yet without having to break a sweat. Even before dying, she was already drawing in people without having to get physical (at least, none we know of). The only time we fight her as of yet (Kether realisation), Angela needs to use an attack that depletes all her HP to win, after five phases have already passed.
The 'Mary Sue' is often a so-called spotlight stealer. She will have a major role in the story, inexplicably, at least one other character will fall in love with her and she will overall have a large presence. So far, Carmen is the only character who has appeared in all three of the games, and if you count the Distortion and the Library, she has influenced WonderLab, Leviathan and Distortion Detective as well. She was also relevantly connected to the main cast of LobCorp and has influenced most of them in some way (i.e Ayin, Angela, Giovanni, arguably Kali, etc.). She remains to be relevant to several major story turns and has left her mark in them, in some way.
Unusual eyes. It's a stereotype that 'Mary Sues' always have unusual eyes. A common type is heterochromia (which is why I often jokingly call Hong Lu a 'Mary Sue'), but other types exist like sparkly rainbow or them changing like a mood ring or something. Carmen has red eyes, which are a common side-effect of body enhancements (Vergilius had them and the R Corp pack leaders too)...except, as we said, for as far as we know, Carmen hasn't had any. They are also a trait of Bloodfiends, but she isn't (yet) confirmed to be one. Either way, red eyes are a sign of the not-weak in the City.
Oftentimes, 'Mary Sues' are referred to as divinity, as pure grace from an utmost high all-powerful deity. They may or may not even be that deity. With Carmen, she practically had a cult of personality around her when she was alive...and she also had an analogue in another pale-skinned, red-eyed being that is also treated like this. She was described as this paeon of altruism and someone who genuinely wants the best for humanity.
Meaningful name. While not so immediately on-the-nose like 'Flowersparkle', Carmen's name can be seen as a reference to the infamous prototype of the femme fatale, once again hinting at that charming quality of hers.
Perfect. A 'Mary Sue' never fails at what she does...and that's where PM shows through that...
...Carmen is a parody on the 'Mary Sue'. A so-called 'Parody Sue'...but not played for laughs. The thing is that she is described as being all this...by those she already has enthralled. Those that aren't really involved with her - Hokma (was more loyal to Ayin), Binah (who wasn't in the picture during Carmen's life), and Roland (a stranger to LobCorp to begin with) have their say during Ruina and offer us another view at Carmen, our first, and one thing becomes clear:
A real 'Mary Sue' would be weird as fuck.
Carmen shows us how weird a 'Mary Sue' would actually be in a world that isn't sunshine and rainbows - an extremely uncanny, severely misguided being who nonetheless draws people to herself, who show a creepy amount of belief and devotion to her. Carmen thinks that the 'be yourself' message - so omnipresent in media - should prevail...in a world where the majority of people are either pieces of shit or are living such a dreary, miserable life that they just give up all hope.
But all of this is only revealed in the second game and pulls the player out of the dream. And so, Carmen does end up failing to convince some people like Dongbaek and Dongrang who manage to develop E.G.O instead.
Because despite what she was painted as in the past, in reality, Carmen is not a 'Mary Sue'. And she is not perfect.
That's why she's such a great PM character.
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graceandfamily · 9 months
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Tempo (June 30, 1959)
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