#Demi-Mer

[aligatorrageinator]

My lovely punk demi-mer oc their name is Scaleigh [Ska-Leh] and I love them so much

[kifkay]

I love when magic has an effect on the body & soul of its caster. like!! you don’t get to be a reality-bending demi-god and walk away with no strings attached. there’s always a price.

Bloom’s dragon fire consumes her from the inside, leaving lightning-like tissues of scars along her limbs - be careful, rumbles the Great Dragon from within, don’t let your emotions consume you. Bloom wails from the pain and clutches whoever is in the vicinity - but cannot fully stop it. just prevent it or treat the aftermath.

Musa gets migraines. Stella becomes ill when she doesn’t get her daily dose of sunshine. Aisha’s senses get muddy sometimes, almost as if she’s submerged underwater. Nabu experiences uncontrollable tremors in his arms, when he creates too many of his phantoms. all of those are - yes, horrible to experience but manageable enough for the school (and the Magic community at large) to tell them to just suck it up and weather through.

once you get your enchantix though, you start developing… unique abilities. almost like, in achieving the final fairy form, you became one with your brand of magic.

Bloom starts producing smoke. Like - she snorts at something funny Riven or Sky say, and literal puffs of smoke emerge from her nose. It’s jarring at first (“Bloom Peters, when did you start smoking? do you know that it kills??”) but quickly becomes endearing once they realise it’s not life-threatening in any way (after speed-running through like fifteen Magix apothecaries). Among her other ‘oddities’: too hot to cuddle with (only Stella can stand the high temperature, since she has a resistance to heat), becomes strangely overprotective and a little possessive, her eyes sometimes become a startling orange hue as if she’s embodied by the great dragon himself (it’s just a party trick).

Stella becomes more ethereal. In certain lights, her skin looks translucent - like a mirage weaved with moonlight. Her hair glints in the sun, almost too bright to like at; her touch feels phantom-like. She becomes even more beautiful, but less - human, earth-bound, Stella-esque. A curse and a blessing, that one.

Musa’s hearing gets really fucking good. She has a steadily growing dossier of blackmail on every student in Alfea - simply because shut doors or longer distances are no longer obstacles for her. It’s annoying too, because she can’t exactly turn it off - and now she gets to hear all the things people say about her, behind her. but here’s a consolation - she can influence other creature’s emotions through the melodies she hums! like how in canon, she pacified the bird Roc and brought mirth to the arguing fairies.

Flora gets much sturdier. Her skin harder than bark; her body able to withstand thirst and hunger for much longer than the rest. It’s honestly so intimidating. Here’s this sweet young woman — known to cry for trampled flowers and cut weeds!! — absolutely bodying a sharp ass ice shard that Icy attacked her with. It just — crumbles upon colliding with Flora’s body. insane and frankly so so hot for others to see.

As per the negatives… I like the idea of Flora being able to connect to the memories of nature around her and literally absorb the pain/fear/anguish of whatever she witnessed.

Aisha and Bloom are similar, in a sense that both of them are vessels to primordial divinities of their universe — Bloom is the holder of the Dragon Flame, and Aisha is the child of the Infinite Ocean. therefore, both experience a more extreme transformation than their girl friends. like, Aisha’s dreams are infiltrated by visions of past and future; memories of those who were lost to the Ocean. she dreams of Politea, of Tritanus, of her mer cousins and ancestors, and even those who were not yet born. if Aisha was not so mentally wilful, she might’ve folded under the weight of those prophesies.

Aisha can also breathe under water and her body gets the musculature it needs to be on par with her mer cousins while swimming, because why the fuck not?

Tecna - I frankly have no ideas for and would love to hear suggestions!

[dwellerinroots]

Hello there, hopefully I'm not just barging in..! Naturally, feel free to disregard any of this. I am in no way an Elder Scrolls Master, ahaha, but...

I think 'atheism' is not something you're going to find in any setting with semi-verifiable divinities. And it shouldn't be, directly; modern atheism is very much in reaction to modern religious organisation, and would have developed very differently under different systems. A lot of fantasy settings suffer by trying to attach, for example, modern monotheist structure to classical polytheist structure. The two may have in common rules, orders, and tenets, but that's like trying to make a comparison between a modern state and a state that existed millennia prior. What is going to be popular - and is actually present in a lot of NPCs, not just Else - is misotheism, the idea that the Gods exist, but are either not powerful and good, not powerful at all, fundamentally wicked, or any other of a number of grievances. Misotheism functions on a spectrum; from the light grumbling of a sailor who hasn't seen Kynareth's fair winds once to the ruminations of a Necromancer who thinks of Arkay and thinks of crushing tradition and short-sightedness. Else, for example, isn't an atheist; she is dissatisfied with the predominant gods, and has turned to a different divinity to carry her cause. (And that brute, Mehrunes, too, when Vaermina is always with us... Oh, well.) Misotheism exists, isn't seen, and is largely tolerated, but almost certainly varies in practise from region to region, from people to people. Think of how many people blaspheme mildly and don't really have any thoughts on the divinities of their area or culture..? Drawing from my area of expertise... Can you imagine the Imperial Cult going after someone who goes 'aye, that darn... Stendarr... Owes me money, bloody useless god...'? They aren't going to. Why would they? But theoretically, there are probably laws on the books regarding devotion and mors minorum (sorry, i laughed) that Imperials who follow the Imperial Divines are meant to observe and theoretically remain enforceable. Very very rarely, this might even be leveraged against a criminal when no other charge sticks; some guy had this happen to him, though his name eludes me. The Dwemer, I would say, are not an atheistic people; they are described as being pious, but simultaneously ambitious, and I think - with the acceptance that there are many Dwemer we will never be able to hear from or read of or talk to in any capacity, whose opinions are lost - were not misotheistic, either. Rather, they saw divinity as something like the hypercosmic gods of Neoplatonism; There, interesting, worthy of emulation until they could be surpassed. This explains the jump from 'observant of Dwemer religion in their own way' to 'we're the gods now;' to them, it was a natural progression towards the 'One,' or in their own case, Godhead. Does atheism exist in Tamriel in any capacity..? Absolutely, yes; though I think rather then being akin to atheism as we know it, it is best to understand it as tangibly different from our own. The atheist in Nirn is not going to turn down divine intervention (or ALMSIVI, as it were); they probably acknowledge the existence of the gods, or that they existed, but do not see their presence in the era they are in of the time. So, finding them would depend entirely on looking in unusual sources. Those that follow some form of visible, observable gods are not going to be more prone to it, of course; and so long as there are shrines that cure disease and gateways to actual realms of Oblivion, they are going to be a very small minority. My likely candidates would be, in no particular order...

Argonians who believe all gods are dead (I can't remember where I read this, I have the Imperial Library open, but please feel free to punt me back to Quagmire if I'm wrong); if the gods are dead, they are not worthy of worship. Baleful Sithis gave instructions to embrace change, and these provided useful tools for a society, cultural instructions, but they no longer need religious dogma. If the gods are dead, why worship any of them? Probably still pretty rare, as the Hist is a religious experience or so I'm told.

In the various Nedic peoples, or peoples of Men, amongst those who have somehow travelled to a realm E.G. Sovngarde; if it is just kind of like a place on Nirn, is it really that mystical? These are the closest you'd get to what we'd think of as atheists, I think - disputing the divinity believed to be present there, and wondering at a scholarly and/or naturally magickal explanation. Even still, however, I think it's important to caveat that they will be influenced by their culture and the religious dogma they were raised in, and may be semi-atheistic; denying the divinity of other interpretations of godhead/the Monomyth, but not their own.

The Thalmor. Not exactly a happy interpretation to be sure, but, an elaboration of the above; if non-existence is preferable to existence, and some divinities are false, why not all of them? This would obviously go against the very religious doctrines that permeate the Thalmor as a whole, since it is - in essence - religious extremism that fuels their end goal, but I would imagine there are quite a few who are quietly attracted to the idea.

Among the world in general, I think atheism would only be found reliably in those hermits who do not see or interact with anything supernatural, the heart of the Empire or sufficiently large cities where you'll find outre beliefs simply by virtue of size, and among cultures or people where gods are acknowledged, but have recently lost something, real or perceived. Leading to the sense that our gods didn't protect us; they are hardly worthwhile. And a split between those who adopt no divinities or ways, and those who question faith - close to modern agnosticism - and abandon it. (Different again because many of them will acknowledge the gods; but simply will not worship them, honour them, or interact with them in a meaningful way of they can help it.) Whew! I wrote quite a lot there, so do feel free to ignore it. Keep in mind that I'm probably missing one (1) obvious lore book that obviates everything that I've written, but as world-building goes, this is a pet interest of mine. Since I'm quite proud of a character I've written that completely understands gods as divine, but also wants to open 'em up, that sounds cool, I'm obligated to weigh in here. I hope, even if you disagree or aren't sure, it was a fun read, and I in no want it to be seen as a final answer!

There are probably literal atheists in Tamriel the same way there are flat-earthers in the real world. There must also be people who disavow religion, folks who acknowledge the existence of gods but don’t venerate them (much as we accept the power of gravity without fanfare.) Then there are people who are skeptical of gods actions and intentions, people who think that deities exaggerate their impact on the physical world, who cast doubt on commonly accepted religious beliefs and refuse to worship on that basis…

I guess my question is, what would all of these types of people be called? Would they all be called atheists and would they call themselves atheists?

[chlogummy]

Inktober jour 5 !

Cette fois j'ai pioché sur le #Kroztober2024 , le thème Waven !

C'est un peu compliqué car c'est le futur de nos ocs, rien n'est sûr et que ça dépend des futures infos officielles du lore

J'ai même une bd de commencée qui n'a rien à voir où Harebourg les rencontre en prison en guise de chantage pour le faire parler 😁 Evangelyne aurait retrouvé le demi-dieu en mer, et refuse de le relâcher pour ses crimes commis.

Une chose est sûre, nos OCs vont avoir de gros soucis avant la grande Vague à cause d'Harebourg, reste à voir qui survit avec séquelles, qui se fait réincarner, qui perd la mémoire, etc etc....

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

The Master Lists

Blueberry Pie:

Aeonid Thiel, Cato Sicarius, Demetrian Titus, Malum Caedo, Roboute Guilliman, Uriel Ventris

First Born Husbandry AU:

Alpharius, Draco Kai, Hura, Imhoden, Jerahmiel, Karlsor, Omegon, Petras, Petrico, Su'cona, Symith, Torglite, Zaarius, Zadakael, Zeth

First Born Mer-creature AU:

Alpharius, Draco Kai, Hura, Imhoden, Jerhamiel Karlsor, Omegon, Petras, Petrico, Su'cona, Symith, Zaarius, Zadakael, Zeth

Primaris Marine Husbandry AU:

Atlas, Catius, Claude, Kerubiel, Jophiel, Nanael, Oleandros, Ramiel, Thressl

Primaris Marine Mer-creature AU:

Catius, Claude, Kerubiel, Jophiel, Nanael, Oleandros, Ramiel, Thressl

Soul Mate AUs:

Horror will do a mix of cannon characters in Warhammer setting and also Husbandry :) Sad will do a mix of cannon characters in Warhammer setting and also Husbandry :) Happy will do a mix of cannon characters in Warhammer setting and also Husbandry :)

Random:

Ultra-moo-rines Musings (Demi)God(ess) Is A Girl Forcibly Turned Into a Demon (Not) Normal Animals Here An (In) Glorius Duty AU

[screaming-universe]

New ask game! Please recommend at least three of your favorite BuckTommy or BuddieTommy fic authors, artists, meta writers, gif makers, or edit makers. Maybe sing their praises a bit if you'd like. And if you want to, send this to a few other people and spread the good vibes 🥰

Well don't mind if I do 😌

Obviously I will have to sing praises for @buffaluff, my partner in crime now for years?? whose art is just so good and expressive and they put a lot of work into it which so pays off, and @cannibalhellhound who very good at drawing faces and the hatching is 👌 Then there also is @bigfootsmom whose mer and polyfire as women art I am perfectly normal about 🧡

Now for authors I'll have to recommend @911varietyposts who has some fics where Tommy and Buck take care of Eddie and I am so here for it! Also good polyfire fics in general :3 Then there's also @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels who is an amazing writer and just started a second polyfire fic which is off to a very promising start! There's @firehose118 who is writing a polyfire fic with qpr buddie and demi Eddie and I love it so much! And finally @diazsdimples who has a few polyfire wips that I cannot wait to read!

[bagelrites]

"We have a different kind of love (forever isn't far away)" by ThatOne Platypus

Dream/Sapnap, Dream & Sapnap, Rated G, 9k

Aroace Dream Moving in Together

"Bare Teeth, Whisper Leash" by b_heapoft

Dream & GeorgeNotFound & Sapnap, Dream & Punz, Rated M, 11k

Aroace Dream, Aro George, Aroace Punz, Demi/Grey Sapnap DreamSMP and Werewolves

"Collision Course" by Bagelrites

Dream/GeorgeNotFound, Dream & GeorgeNotFound & Sapnap, Rated T, 20k

Ace George Fake Dating

"Mer 'Mating'" by Baka_Monarch

Dream/Sapnap, Rated M, 1.5k

Ace Dream Mermaids

"De Somnio" by SenseWhatSense

Dream & Technoblade, Rated G, 2k

Aroace Techno, Ace Dream Historical AU

"the world and his goat" by evilO

Dream/GeorgeNotFound, Rated M, 1.5k

Ace Dream Magical Realism

"and today, you" by moonthreadzs

Dream & Sylvee, Dream/GeorgeNotFound, Rated T, 4k

Demi Dream Getting Together

"Mistaken Attraction" by BlueInkPhantom

Dream & DSMP Ensemble, Rated T, 10k

Aroace Dream (+more) DreamSMP and Self-Discovery

"cuteness aggression (something special)" by locked_prism

Dream/GeorgeNotFound/Sapnap, Dream & GeorgeNotFound & Sapnap, Rated T, 3k

DTeam QPR Slice of Life

"Tolerate It" by spicerat

Dream/GeorgeNotFound, Rated E, 5k

Demi George Self-Discovery and Getting Together

"Livewire" by aturtlesheart

GeorgeNotFound/Sapnap, Rated M, 17k

Ace Sapnap Getting Together

"now is not then" by Jupiter_sun

Dream/GeorgeNotFound, Rated M, 12k

Ace Dream Strangers to Lovers

"Okay Katniss" by WriterIntoTheWild

Dream & GeorgeNotFound & Sapnap, Sapnap & BadBoyHalo Rated T, 2k

DTeam QPR Realistic Minecraft AU

[vertalligator]

nos chants en écho (ii)

C’est généralement dans le gris et le brouhaha qu’elle vous trouve, l’île aux échos. Un flyer rédigé à la main à demi détaché d’un vieux mur décrépi, une annonce radio prodiguée par une voix nasillarde qui crépite ou encore une carte postale à l’aspect vieilli qui se glisse entre deux retards de paiements. Elle s’invite toujours là où vous l’attendez le moins, là où vous en avez le plus besoin. L’invitation est toujours différente, comme conçue spécialement pour vous — sans que votre nom y figure pourtant. Elle se présente toujours comme une coïncidence, ne s’impose jamais ; alors libre à vous de l’ignorer ou de prendre votre téléphone et de composer le numéro, seule constante qui y figure toujours. C'est l'Amiral qui décroche à chaque heure du jour et de la nuit. Il vous crie par-dessus les bruits de la mer agitée qu’il attendait votre appel et lorsque quelques heures plus tard vous posez le combiné votre bouche est sèche et votre valise à demi faite. Depuis le continent — ne vous avisez pas de mentionner lequel une fois arrivé.e sur l’île — il faut plusieurs heures pour la rejoindre. La mer est toujours capricieuse mais l'Amiral affirme qu’il amène toujours ces passagers à bon port. Puis le soleil finit par percer la brume et alors, les contours de l'île se dessinent devant vous. Et alors que vos pieds rejoignent la terre ferme, vos oreilles commencent à bourdonner; petit à petit il se fait entendre : L'Écho de l'île. Mais le bourdonnement ne vous inquiète pas plus que les nombreuses fleurs qui poussent en plein hiver, les animaux étrangers que vous apercevez en forêt ou encore ce nuage qui semble en permanence suivre votre voisin d'en face... Parce qu'arriver ici c'est embrasser l'étrangeté de l'île, accepter que les règles du normal ne cessent de se tordre, au plus grand plaisir des habitants loufoques de ce lopin de terre aux allures fantastiques...

comme promis, j'ai utilisé les merveilleuses textures de @carpathesknight my dear, i miss u<333 merci d'avoir créé ce pack je vais le saigner pour mes prochains avatars et devenir encore + d4rk. bref!! n'hésitez pas à nous rejoindre, à très vite!!

[coovieilledentelle]

A table... bord de mer ... océan

Gambas rôties sauce Américaine

Ingrédients pour 2 personnes

3 gambas géantes (soit 1 et demi par personne ici), 1 c à s d'huile d'olive au cédrat, 20g de beurre demi-sel, 1 bouchon de cognac ( ou de rhum brun), huile neutre type pépin de raisins ou tournesol (pour la mayonnaise), 1 jaune d'oeuf, 1 c à c de moutarde de Dijon, 1 échalote, 1 c à s d'huile d'olive nature, 1 petite boite de concentré de tomate, un petit bouquet de persil plat, fleur de sel, sel et poivre du moulin

Lavez et séchez au papier absorbant vos gambas 

Posez vos crevettes sur une planche. En partant du dos, incisez depuis la tête et coupez au couteau tout le long du corps sans couper complètement vos crevettes. Écartez vos crustacés en deux et retirez l'intestin 

Préchauffez le four à 180°C

Disposez les crevettes sur une plaque de four, badigeonnez les gambas avec l'huile d'olive et poivrez-les. Répartissez des copeaux de beurres fins sur la chaire des crevettes et enfournez 15 à 20 minutes

Pendant ce temps préparez la sauce américain. Épluchez, lavez et émincez l'échalote puis faites la revenir dans l'huile d'olive sans la colorer, salez et poivrez. Ajoutez le concentré de tomate; mélangez et faites caraméliser le tout légèrement. Hors du feu versez le cognac et flambez l'alcool, réservez.

Montez une mayonnaise minute avec le jaune d'oeuf, la moutarde et l'huile neutre au fouet

Ajoutez la sauce tomate flambée à la mayonnaise. Lavez et ciselez le persil et ajoutez-le à la sauce

Sortez les gambas du four, saupoudrez-les de fleur de sel et servez-les bien chaud avec la sauce américaine

RÉGALEZ-VOUS!!!

[ravenconspirac3]

Fable SMP AU brainrot: Dancer AU Edition

Yall I've been thinking of AU things with @demidruid, it's been a delight. I want to show it here, even tho I sent it in fable-misc

Keep in mind the brainrot between me and Demi on this started because I saw dance outfits on Pinterest

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Rae would be Ballet dancer did ballet for a long time because Isla did ballet but Enderian was his coach so it stopped being fun for him for a long time (Demi's idea)

basically fun ballet turned competitive

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Aax would be an ex-cirrcus dancer for 'Telcan Cirrcus' but escaped, now with Ocie as a mer performer (Mix of Me and Demi's ideas)

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Ocie would be one of those mer performing people, mermaid name would be Kai (Demi's idea)

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Caspian would be in contemporary dance, like the group dances that mix different styles and such (Demi's idea)

[sh0esuke]

" Puppy Love "

𝗠𝗲𝘁 𝗲𝗻 𝘀𝗰𝗲̀𝗻𝗲 : Arlong The Saw.

𝗥𝗲́𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗲́ : Malgré les actes cruels qu'il commettait depuis son retour à la surface, Arlong avait le cœur tendre. Il le cachait, brisé et piétiné par le passé. Cependant, en sa présence, sous son regard d'une innocence pure, il ne savait plus comment taper du pied et s'affirmer. Elle, son amie de longue date, la fille qui avait fait chavirer son cœur et qui continuait de le mener par le bout du nez, malgré les années et les monstruosités dont il avait été témoin.

𝗔𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 : aucun.

ENG : PLEASE DO NOT STEAL MY WORKS. If you want to translate it, ask me first then we can talk about it. If you want to find me on Wattpad, my account is in my bio, this is the ONLY ONE i have. FR : MERCI DE NE PAS VOLER MES OS. Si vous avez envie de les traduire, merci de me demander la permission avant. Si vous voulez me retrouver sur Wattpad, j'ai un lien dans ma bio, c'est mon SEUL compte.

𝙽𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚜 : 𝟐,���𝟔𝟓.

Commentaires, likes et reblogues super appréciés. Tout type de soutien l'est, merci beaucoup !! <33

Sous les yeux pétillants de Arlong, la jolie sirène gloussa. Elle camouflait son sourire derrière sa main, les yeux clos, et son cœur battant à tout rompre. Elle en sentit chacune de ses palpitations. Arlong, quant à lui, avait les pieds plongés dans l'eau, il était assis sur le bord de sa piscine personnelle donnant accès à la mer, la sirène devant lui étant dans l'incapacité de le rejoindre sur la terre ferme.

Les autres hommes poissons habitants Arlong Park, compagnons et amis de Arlong, avaient depuis longtemps disparu, séparés en plusieurs groupes qui s'en étaient allés récolter leurs dûs dans les villages de l'île Conomi. Une fois le bâtiment vidé, Arlong avait rejoint la sirène et, sans s'en être rendu compte, une heure et demie s'était déjà écoulée. Trop occupé par son rire et son savoir enthousiaste, l'homme poisson requin scie en aurait presque oublié la rage qu'il portait envers le monde des hommes, et, ainsi, il ne songeait qu'à elle. Cela fut la raison pour laquelle Arlong regardait la sirène, ou plutôt : la raison pour laquelle il ne l'a quittait plus du regard.

« Tu es tellement drôle, Arlong. » miaula la demoiselle, des étoiles dans les yeux. « Les garçons dans le district des hommes poissons ne sont pas comme toi. Ils sont ennuyants et si faibles... Il n'y a que toi qui sait te montrer aussi parfait. »

L'ego de Arlong s'en retrouva boosté, l'homme poisson bomba le torse, un sourire carnassier dessiné sur ses lèvres humides. La jolie sirène, elle, occupée à l'admirer, s'accouda contre le bord de la piscine. Elle reposa sa mâchoire contre la paume de sa main et fit parcourir ses pupilles qui brillaient d'admiration sur le splendide visage de Arlong. Elle se mordit la lèvre inférieure à la vue de son fier torse marqué au fer rouge, aucunement tâché par des cicatrices. Car Arlong n'était pas le type d'homme à tomber au combat, il n'était pas le type de garçon à essuyer des coups, il était celui qui les assénait.

« Le district des hommes poissons, ça me rappelle des souvenirs. »

« Oh, tu devrais y revenir un de ces jours ! » s'exclama la sirène. « Je suis sûre que tout le monde serait ravi de te voir ! »

« Après tout ce temps ? J'en doute. »

Arlong déposa une main sur le crâne de la demoiselle, sa paume était si grande et ses doigts si longs que le tout vint presque recouvrir sa tête. La jeune femme gloussa à ce geste, sa queue tressaillit et son cœur bondit dans sa poitrine. Elle serra ses poignets contre sa poitrine. Ses yeux donnèrent l'impression de s'être changés en cœur, Arlong pensa même qu'elle s'était métamorphosée en roc. Cependant, l'intensité avec laquelle elle le regardait lui certifiait le contraire.

« Tu seras accueilli en héros, même le roi Neptune devrait se déplacer ! » affirma-t-elle. « Tu as fait tellement pour nous protéger, jamais nous ne pourrons assez t'être reconnaissant. »

Arlong grinça des dents, il retira sa main d'elle et la plaça ensuite sur le bord de la piscine. Il savait que son admiration avait un côté pervers. L'obsession qu'elle lui vouait était malsaine, Arlong n'était pas quelqu'un de bien. Arlong prenait plaisir à torturer enfants et femmes. Il en avait même tués. Aveuglé par son désir de vengeance, il se savait monstre et non héros. Cependant, être vu de cette manière par la fille dont il était épris depuis l'enfance lui faisait de l'effet. Aussi innocente que splendide, elle lui vouait un amour aveugle auquel il répondait par les mêmes symptômes. Arlong voulait juste profiter de ça, encore un peu plus longtemps, il voulait qu'elle continue à le regarder avec ces gros yeux globuleux semblables à des cœurs qui ne battaient rien que pour lui.

C'était égoïste, mais Arlong l'était, égoïste. Qui avait-il de mal, alors, à profiter de la situation ? C'était tout ce dont il avait toujours rêvé. Il était servi.

« T'es bien gentille, mais ça fait longtemps que l'équipage de Fisher Tiger n'est plus vu en héro. Il faut te faire une raison. »

« Je suis sûre qu'un jour on vous rendra justice. »

Glissant la paume de sa main sur sa joue, la demoiselle pencha la tête sur le côté afin d'avoir accès au profil de Arlong. Elle lui sourit de manière stupide, toujours avec ce regard intense et accompagnée par les battements rythmés de son organe thoracique. Arlong en rougit. Il détourna le regard et se racla la gorge.

« Tu resteras toujours mon héros, moi. » avoua-t-elle. « Après tout c'est toi qui m'as sauvée la vie lorsque ces stupides humains ont cherché à m'enlever. Je m'en souviens comme si c'était hier. »

De cet acte charitable, en était née une obsession. Ce fut une journée banale où un Arlong très jeune, enfant, avait vu la jolie sirène, plus jeune de quelques années que lui, se faire emprisonnée par un groupe de pirates. Elle s'était débattue aussi fort qu'elle avait pu. Elle s'était souvenue de ce que ses parents lui avaient dit à propos des humains, de leur dangerosité et de leur avidité, alors, lorsqu'elle s'était retrouvée face à eux, elle avait immédiatement cherché à s'enfuir. Et si Arlong ne les avait pas sauvagement assassinés ce jour là, elle serait sûrement morte aux mains d'un dragon céleste ou utilisée comme décoration dans un aquarium.

Arlong était devenu bien plus que son sauveur, il était devenu son Dieu.

« C'est rien. J'allais pas les laisser t'emmener. »

Émue, la sirène déposa sa main gauche sur la sienne. De l'eau gouttait de ses doigts, la main de Arlong finit aussi trempée que la sienne. La demoiselle profita de son silence pour entremêler ses doigts aux siens. Arlong déglutit. Il jeta un coup d'œil à sa main et serra ses doigts entre les siens tout en relevant son regard dans le sien. Ce contact physique les reliant fit tambouriner leur deux cœurs à vive allure, Arlong déglutit de nouveau tandis que la jolie jeune sirène, elle, fut incapable de respirer autre chose que son odeur et de contempler autre chose que son faciès.

« Tu as un si grand cœur, pas étonnant que tu sois arrivé à faire tout ça. » songea-t-elle en faisant référence à Arlong Park. « Tu me garderas avec toi lorsque tu auras conquis tout East Blue, n'est-ce pas ? »

« Pourquoi pas. » répondit-il.

« Oh, oh ! Comme c'est excitant ! J'ai hâte de voir à quoi ressemble le reste du monde ! » elle s'enthousiasma. « Est-ce que tu crois qu'il y a des parcs d'attraction comme sur l'archipel Sabaody ? J'aimerais tous les essayer ! »

Arlong sentit ses doigts s'accrocher aux siens, la sirène était si heureuse à l'idée d'enfin pouvoir profiter de la terre ferme qu'elle fut incapable de contrôler sa force. C'était avec des étoiles dans les yeux qu'elle déblatérait son désir de profiter des constructions humaines, et Arlong l'écoutait attentivement. Il tendait l'oreille, hochant la tête lorsqu'elle citait le grand huit, les auto-tamponneuses, la nourriture à base de sucre; tels que la barbe à papa ou la pomme d'amour, et se rapprochait d'elle lorsqu'elle tirait avidement sur son avant-bras de sa main libre.

« C'est réel, Arlong ? Tu vas vraiment faire tout ça ? »

« C'est que justice. » répondit-il.

« C'est fantastique. Tu es fantastique ! »

Elle avait suffisamment approché l'homme poisson requin scie pour que, finalement, elle puisse embrasser son menton. La sirène l'avait attrapé, puis elle remontait sa paire de lèvres jusqu'à la commissure de sa bouche. Et enfin, sa joue. Elle baisa cette partie avec des yeux clos et sa peau poisseuse toute chaude. Arlong rougit face à ce geste. Il la regarda avec surprise, serra sa prise sur sa main un peu trop fort, sentit ses yeux s'écarquiller et son souffle se couper. C'était agréable. Son odeur, sa peau, ses doigts, ses lèvres, tout ce qui se passait autour d'eux, et ce silence aussi... Arlong et la sirène étaient, à s'y méprendre, seuls au monde. Il n'y avait qu'elle et l'amour de sa vie. Lui et la fille de ses rêves.

Et alors qu'elle se recula de manière brusque, le regard fuyant à cause de son geste spontané qu'elle regretta subitement, elle apportait ses mains hésitantes à sa poitrine, et détournait le regard. Ce fut avec une certaine honte qu'elle regarda partout sauf dans la direction de Arlong.

« Pardon. Je n'aurais pas dû. »

« Non. Non, c'est rien. »

Arlong avait avoué cela tout en apportant ses doigts à sa mâchoire, il les avaient ensuite remontés sur sa joue. Sa joue tachée par son rouge à lèvres, sa joue toute rosie par un joli sentiment d'embarras qui s'emparait de lui. Les pupilles de Arlong tremblèrent. L'homme poisson tremblait de tout son être à vrai dire, son cœur fou en était à coup sûr le responsable. Et tandis que la demoiselle fut incapable de regarder son premier amour dans les yeux, ce dernier, quant à lui, fut incapable de cesser de la contempler.

« Je suis heureux de savoir que tu as confiance en moi. »

Arlong déposa de nouveau sa main sur le sommet de son crâne, il força la sirène à planter ses yeux dans les siens et refusa de la laisser partir.

« Tu plaisantes ? » s'étonna celle-ci. « Bien sûr que j'ai confiance en toi, Arlong ! Tu es le futur héros de l'île des hommes poissons, un grand avenir t'es destiné. Et je n'ai pas besoin de voir dans le futur pour le savoir. »

Enroulant ses doigts autour de son poignet, la jeune femme apporta la main de Arlong entre ses seins.

« Mon cœur, c'est lui qui me le dit. Et j'ai autant confiance en lui que toi. »

Un sourire carnassier prit place sur les lèvres de Arlong.

« J'en doute pas. Après tout, y'a qu'un pirate de ma trempe qui régnera sur les quatre mers. C'est mon destin. »

À ces mots, la sirène frémit.

« Oui, c'est ça. »

Apportant le dos de ses doigts contre sa joue, la jolie demoiselle sourit plus fort. Elle sentit le pouce de Arlong caresser sa joue, elle zieuta sa main d'ici et resserra sa prise sur son poignet dans l'optique de le faire continuer. Elle ne voulait plus le lâcher. Et ce n'était pas comme si Arlong désirait le contraire. Il la toisait de toute sa hauteur, contemplant l'état docile et amoureux sans lequel elle se trouvait. Et il la trouva splendide, il la trouva si belle qu'il en terminait bouche bée.

« Il n'y a que toi qui puisse le faire, Arlong. Il n'y a que toi qui puisse tous nous sauver... »

Et ce fut sur ces mots rempli d'espoir, que la demoiselle ferma les yeux et poussa un long soupir. Arlong, quant à lui, resta muré dans un silence dont la jolie sirène ne compris point le sens. Mais il fut si réconfortant qu'elle y porta peu d'importance.

[sunthyme]

BABE, WAKE UP! PART FOUR'S OUT! Anyways, thank y'all so much for the support!! Every time I read y'all's tags and comments, I tear up istg y'all are so sweet. Have some photos of my kitten as a treat.

Onto...

🏵️Scarabia🏵️

So I believe they have the least amount of members out of all my headcanoned dorms so if y'all can think of some more villains for me to twst, I'd be more than happy to toss them in here lmao.

🦦Kalim Al-Asim🦦

omg they have an otter emoji cute!!

(he/him) Transmasc - Panromantic Asexual

My baby boy is so precious omggg

- I really didn't change a lot from the og design tbh, I love him. I did give him rounder and bigger eye for that cute puppy-eyed look.

- Stuck some freckles on him and gave him a tooth gap for max cutie patootie status. Oh, and some scars from previous assassination attempts.

- I'm really partial to Kalim and Ruggie or Kalim and Silver personally (or both, Kaiplim does have two hands for a reason) but I see them as a little friend group regardless and he LOVES spoiling them.

- Ruggie at first befriended him for the money aspect but eventually grew to like being around Kalim anyways. Silver just likes to listen to Kalim talk. Was also his first friend outside of Diasomnia.

- Kalim has ADHD and dyslexia, making it super hard for him to concentrate in class so Ruggie helps him study for tests (Kalim always bring food along with so it's mutually beneficial lmao). Because of this, people end up thinking he's dumb but he's super intelligent, he just can't concentrate easily. Crewel lets him have different fidgets in class as long as he doesn't accidentally disrupt his potion-making with them.

- Kalim's also highly empathetic and view himself as a support to all (maybe I am a Kalim kin too, fuck). He loves to listen to other and help out. God, he's such a cutie omg. Also has really good memory in specific about remembering who tells him what.

God I love Kalim so much, the cutie patootie. Still on Book 4 so I don't know ALL of the shit that happens yet but y'know it's gonna make me cry.

Next is

🐍Jamil Viper🐍

(he/it) Agender - Gay Demi-romantic Asexual

If I didn't think I changed a lot about Kalim, I changed practically nothing about Jamil lol.

- Biggest change was giving him a much redder skin tone. Not only is it closer to Jafar's, I felt it would look really nice with his general colour palette.

- Made his face a bit more angular and 'snake-like', plus some fangs but you can't see them lmao. Dimples because every time this man actually smiles, a new angel is born istg.

- I love him and Azul as a dynamic because it's two really emotionally constipated people dancing around each with a fun amount of delulu on Azul's part, let's be honest. Lowkey could be toxic or healing, who knows?

- He purposefully cooks too much some times as an excuse to give some away. I see him slides over an extra thing of food to Azul at some point as a sort of 'repayment' for like give him the homework or something. (Azul loves his cooking but wouldn't say that to his face for a hundred dollars lol).

- He and Trey cook together and Trey is like the only other person Jamil trusts in the kitchen with him. Trey teaches Jamil his family's baking recipes and in turn, Jamil share his cultural recipes. Trey 🤝 Jamil solidarity.

- Hella competitive streak which means Azul and Floyd find it incredibly easy to push his buttons.

- I know this is a lot of AshenViper but I love them lol. Azul tries to flirt with Jamil subtly like in the mer fashion of penguin-pebbling but Jamil is obviously unaware of the custom so he doesn't get it. (He does keep all the little shiny things, though over his dead body would he tell Azul that.)

Enough about my two favourite dumbasses... now for my ocs!

🌅Dareen Irfan🌅

Third Year - (she/her) Nonbinary - Sapphic Asexual

God, this is just the dorm for asexuals, huh?

- Dareen is twisted from the Cave of Wonders! I could not for the life of me tell what kind of cat it was so she's kinds ambiguous, especially since there's already another tiger.

- She is a very knowledgeable person and knows pretty much everyone. If you need information about someone you wanna ask out, she's your girl. She love playing matchmaker but respects when someone is not reciprocating and helps the rejected party move on.

- She and Oki are friends and like to do tarot readings together. (She may or may not have a massive crush on her but refuses to say anything lol). Both are very interested in cultural practices and hang out a ton to talk about them. (God I love sapphics)

- She's actually also on the basketball team and she and Jamil get along pretty well. She's very fast on the courts and Oki attends all of her games.

Next is one of my favourite designs...

🌼Chunying Liu🌼

Third Year - (they/it/she) Genderfluid - Aromantic Bisexual

- Twisted from Shan Yu, from Mulan! I kept the greyer undertones in her skin which really makes her standout among the warmer ones lol.

- Kept the gold eyes, I love how piercing they look, and darker makeup. Turned the furs into little earring tassel things, idk just for fun.

- Definitely outdoorsy type, she loves to hike around a ton, bring some other classmen out with her. She comes from a hella cold climate so she's wearing shorts until it hits the negatives. Loves horseback riding too and her family has their own stables.

- Natural leader, I can see it being the captain of a sports team, maybe like cross-country or something. She and Leona are probably pretty similar in demeanour as captains, make of that what you will.

- Her and Rook do archery practise together and she actually gets along great with Epel, they bond over winter sports and whatnot.

Time for probably one of my favourites out of my ocs!

🐯Chanda Singh🐯

Second Year - (she/her) - Bisexual

God I love her sm.

- Twisted from Shere Khan from the Jungle Book, which I looked up and it takes place in India so she's Indian.

- I didn't want to give her solid orange hair so I settled for some streaks and I love how they look. Gave her a bindi, some thicker brows based on a Pinterest reference that I though was GORGEOUS, and some beautiful hazel eyes.

- She's also likes to be outside but more in the lazy cat way. She love to sunbathe and tends to be spotted around the greenhouse too. Chanda and Leona having cat solidarity lmaoooo. Though her behavior is solely because she's a cat and not depression lol.

- I dunno why but I think she's a totally history nerd, specifically fashion history. Ask her anything about the origins of corsets or sarees and she's go on a long rant about it. She loving drawing, namely fashion sketches and she and Vil work together whenever she makes some prototypes.

Finally!

🦜Nasira Haqq🦜

First Year (she/they) Unlabelled Gender - Bicurious?

- Twisted from Iago! She's so cute lol. I gave her dyed hair (and pronouns) and she's a freshman.

- Kinda takes after Jamil and enjoys cooking, one of the primary people that makes food for the parties. She and Kalim get along really well since they're both really social extraverts.

- She's loves flowers and tends to decorate the dorm with them, changing them out when there's an event coming up.

That's most of everything for Scarabia, I hope you enjoyed! Tyty once again and I love seeing y'all's tags omg!🩷🩷🩷

[rabbittwinrithings]

Made a new oc! His name is Von, son of Kyne, and guide of the fallen!

Von is a demi-god, son of Kyne, who watched over souls in Sovengarde and helps lead them to the Hall of Valor.

Obviously, being the son of Kyne, he always did know the thu'um and used it to aid warriors in Sovengarde.

However, all would change with Alduin. Von and Alduin have a long history of battles against one another. But it wasn't till the Nords of the Merethic era would fall quickly during their rebelion that the two's anger towards one another would come to a head.

Von would meet Alduin in the snowy fields of Skyrim, demanding Alduin to stop. This led to a large fight. For a while, it seemed the two to be evenly matched, but at one point, Alduin gained the advantage by bitting off Von's hand and shouting at him. Using a thu'um that caused Von to fall in a deep slumber.

As the years went by, Von laid in the snow, soon covered by the thickness and laying dormant in it for thousands of years.

Soon enough, he awoken. But all was not well, Von remembers nothing of who he once was except his name.

As a mess and not knowing where he was, Von began to wander Skyrim.

He started to take small, odd jobs to get by. These jobs would slowly begin to lead him to places where he started to meet others like him; lost, in their own ways.

Taliesin kept telling Von he should at least try to look more presentable.

Von just somewhat chuckled and asked, "What do you suggest?"

The Mer looks to Khash. "Khash, would you be so kind to get our friend's hair under control?"

The Argonian girl could barley contain her excitement!

While he knows nothing of who he once was (yet,) Von is happy with the life he's building so far.

Sadly, Alduin knows how to hold a grudge and longs to devor the rest of the demi-god who's flesh he tasted.

[queenofzan]

So I'm watching a VOD of frapollo94 playing through Fear and Hunger: Termina and getting ending C, and he and his chat are theorizing at the end of the run, and...driving me fucking crazy. But this video is like a year old at this point so commenting feels a little silly.

First: becoming a New God /= ascension. I thought this was spelling out pretty clearly in Funger 1 tbh; New Godhood is a trap. I thought it was a trap laid out by the Old Gods, but certainly in Termina that doesn't seem to be the case. Honestly with how the Traces are in the dungeon, it seems unlikely; they don't give that much of a shit about humans. It would be like caring about the possibility of ants taking human form to participate in society. Like...what the fuck? That's just obviously not going to happen, why would I even think about that.

Ascension is something Alll-mer did, and we know even in Funger 1 that he is more on par with the Old Gods. Alll-mer is more powerful than the New Gods, objectively, and has been relevant and in power continuously for like 1500 years, which seems to be a great deal longer than New Gods manage.

The Girl, who becomes the God of Fear and Hunger, also ascends. This is implied to be possible because of a few things, although now at least one of them has been thrown into doubt by lore in Termina. A: her experiences have been as pure as any mortal's experiences could be, as she has only known always fear and hunger, trapped in the dungeons and caged like an animal. She seems able to understand language, but reluctant to speak. She does not have a name, or else does not share it. She is visibly touched by gestures as small as giving her (back?) a creepy doll, or letting her have a dagger. She is not living a typical childhood, even by the standards of the Fear and Hunger world; her life is hell and even the bright spots in it are some of the worst days of the other party members' lives.

B: she is born of a New God and a human. This demi-god status allows her the possibility of ascension through...fate? Having higher stats than a normal human child? Unclear. Made less clear in Termina by the conflicting lore we are introduced to about Alll-mer.

In Fear and Hunger 1, Alll-mer is said to be the child of a false god and a virgin mother. Being deep in the dungeons of fear and hunger in the "New Gods are a lie" gameplay loop, this is easily interpreted as him being the child of a New God and a human.

In Fear and Hunger: Termina, the skin bible of Alll-mer suggests an alternate origin story, where Alll-mer was created as some sort of ubermensch divine science experiment by Vitruvia, or possibly as the offspring of Sylvian and a prototype human. Which would make Alll-mer an even more traditional kind of demi-god...and also less human.

Someone in frapollo's chat suggested this was to poke fun at Christianity and the idea of Jesus being just some guy, which, I guess in a Doylist sense, that makes sense. But with the entire theme of Fear and Hunger 1 being "mortals cannot become gods outside of really super specific circumstances and that's just a trap for ambitious humans to fall into" I uhhhh think there may be more to it than that.

Whoever it is that has a vested interest in humans thinking they can become gods, but actually falling into the New God trap, would also have a vested interest in supporting the origin story of Alll-mer where he is "just" a human, but managed to ascend to greater power and intense relevance. I don't think this is the Old Gods, because again why would they give a shit, but I don't know how much evidence there is in-game to really support a good hypothesis. I will say, we see the Church is not above doing some freaky shit, committing heresies, and keeping secrets from the majority of people, in both games.

The Church in Fear and Hunger has dark priests, who specifically do also study/worship the Old Gods, as well as a history of literal human and blood sacrifice. By Termina, that has supposedly ceased, but we also see the Prehevil Church doing some hinky shit, including human and blood sacrifice that is supposedly out-dated, and potentially collaborating with Sulphur cultists or even outright subverting their own outwardly Alll-merian worship.

We also know from both games that there are sects or groups that disagree with Church doctrine, at least in details, and may openly or secretly subvert their control, such as the Yellow Mages following/worshipping Nas'hrah, and Father Domek keeping Marina's secret from his superiors.

I know, queer pagan saying "ooh, the fantasy church is bad!" but like. It is. We see that they practice hypocrisy, censorship, weird bloodline requirements, and potentially worship of the Anti-Christ. I don't know if it's that much of a stretch to blame them for, if not initiating, then certainly perpetuating the cycle of the New Gods trap, and reinforcing it with a story of Alll-mer's origins that, being 1500-1940 years in the past, is hard to definitively prove or disprove, but just so happens to align with keeping the false hope of New Godhood alive.

(This is complicated by the fact that by 1942 most people seem to not believe in or remember the New Gods very well; although we see New Gods in Termina, they are in specific ritual circles and effectively summoned with offerings, including Chambara, who we know likely had to be defeated in order for the worldstate to be what it is. Idk man, it doesn't seem that much of a stretch for the Church to keep working towards an outdated goal, but that isn't satisfying.)

I don't have a conclusion here, I'm just frustrated lmao

[justforbooks]

Anouk Aimée

Elegant French film actor best known for her roles in the classic films A Man and a Woman, Lola, and La Dolce Vita

Show-business history records how the young Françoise Sorya was walking with her parents in Paris when they were approached by the director Henri Calef, who asked whether the teenager could play a part in his forthcoming production La Maison Sous la Mer (1947). The answer was yes and Françoise took the professional name Anouk after the character she was to play.

A short while later, she accepted a part in La Fleur de l’Age and its director, Marcel Carné, added Aimée to her chosen name. In the event the film was not completed, but its writer, Jacques Prévert, had been captivated by the beauty and natural talent of the young actor and wrote a screenplay indebted to Romeo and Juliet for her. As a result, Anouk Aimée, who has died aged 92, took the role of Juliette in The Lovers of Verona (1949).

The success of the movie launched her career, which included some 70 feature films, stage work and a handful of TV movies and miniseries. Her greatest successes were La Dolce Vita (1960), Lola (1961) and A Man and a Woman (1966), for which she won a Golden Globe and an Oscar nomination, but she chose work erratically and happily sacrificed her career for a private life that included an absence from the screen during the first six years of her marriage to the actor Albert Finney.

Daughter of Geneviève (nee Durand), who acted under the name Geneviève Sorya, and Henri Dreyfus, also an actor, she was born in Paris. During the occupation, her parents moved her to the country for safety and she used her mother’s name rather than that of her Jewish father. He later changed his name to Henry Murray.

Aimée studied both drama and dance before her first starring role in The Lovers of Verona, as the would-be actor Juliette, who, while working as an understudy, meets and falls tragically in love with a set carpenter (Serge Reggiani). That success took her to Britain for a part opposite Trevor Howard in The Golden Salamander (1950). Although she was well received in the rather dull film, she subsequently married the Greek director Nico Papatakis and had a daughter, and did not appear on screen again until The Crimson Curtain (1953).

This was a stylishly made period romance, adapted by the writer Alexandre Astruc from a short story as his directorial debut. Despite a duration of 43 minutes and narration rather than dialogue, it proved a critical success. Aimée, cast as a young woman with heart problems who sacrifices herself for her lover, embarked on a busy international career.

She played a prostitute, Jeanne, in an adaptation of a Georges Simenon story, The Man Who Watched the Trains Go By (aka The Paris Express, 1952); co-starred in a somewhat pretentious thriller, Bad Liaisons (1955), directed by Astruc; and played a small role in Lovers of Paris (1957), which starred Gérard Philipe, France’s leading romantic actor.

She was invited to play opposite him in Jacques Becker’s Montparnasse 19 (1958), a biopic of Modigliani in which she took the role of the woman who eventually married the artist. She moved straight to another prestige production for Georges Franju, The Keepers (1959), playing a woman who tries to help a young man wrongly committed to a psychiatric hospital by his father. In Federico Fellini’s La Dolce Vita, starring Marcello Mastroianni, she had the powerful role of a jaded socialite and found in the director a new freedom and vitality that kept her working in Italy for much of the next six years.

However, her best role was in Lola, Jacques Demy’s enchanting debut, dedicated to Max Ophuls and romantic cinema, which it affectionately satirised. Aimée as the not very talented singer waiting for her sailor lover to return made the character, in top hat and feather boa, vivacious yet vulnerable. Sadly, most of the other films in this period were less distinguished, and only Fellini’s 8½ (1963) placed her in a quality movie, as Mastroianni’s girlfriend.

She received the greatest popular acclaim of her long career in Claude Lelouch’s A Man and a Woman. It took the Oscar as best foreign film, and the Cannes festival award as best film, with an Oscar nomination for Aimée as best actress. She did not win, but there was compensation in receiving the equivalent award from Bafta, a Golden Globe and starring in a huge box office hit. Its success led to a sequel, A Man and a Woman – Twenty Years Later (1986).

After starring in the elegant and mysterious Un Soir, Un Train (1968) for the Belgian director André Delvaux, she again played Lola, in Model Shop (1969), which marked Demy’s American debut. The film flopped, not least because Aimée seemed uninterested and unengaged by her role.

The same could be said of The Appointment and Justine (both 1969). The former was a misguided project by the New Yorker Sidney Lumet and suffered from an arty pseudo-European “sophistication” that alienated audiences. Justine was taken over by George Cukor early in the shooting. The director, famous for his rapport with female actors, later remarked that it was his only experience working with “somebody who didn’t try”. It was a commercial failure.

She returned to the screen in 1976 with Second Chance. There was an upturn when she received the best actress award at the 1980 Cannes festival for A Leap in the Dark, an atmospheric work by Marco Bellochio. Aimée took the character role of a spinster sister of a judge (Michel Piccoli), also unmarried, each enduring lives of quiet desperation. This was one of eight films she made with Piccoli, a friend since their days as drama students.

She worked for another distinguished director, Bernardo Bertolucci, in Tragedy of a Ridiculous Man (1981), but her cool talent was swamped by the ebullience of her co-star, Ugo Tognazzi. The political thriller enjoyed little success either critically or commercially. Aimée subsequently worked mainly in France, with occasional sorties into international movies, including a small role in Jerzy Skolimowski’s Success Is the Best Revenge (1984), and a larger one in Bethune: The Making of a Hero (1990), a co-production celebrating the Canadian doctor Norman Bethune, portrayed by Donald Sutherland.

She was among the prestige cast in Robert Altman’s stargazer’s delight, Prêt-à-Porter (1994), which had fun at the expense of the fashion trade. In 2002 she received a lifetime achievement Golden Bear award at the Berlin International film festival.

She continued to work during the following decade, and defended criticisms of her occasional misfires, saying that while some of her choices had been poor, she was still proud of her “not unimpressive” career. She added that actors, too, need to work for money.

She had a pivotal role in The Birch-Tree Meadow (2003), co-written by Jeanne Moreau and directed by Marceline Loridon-Ivens. This sturdy work cast her as a Holocaust survivor returning to the scenes of the atrocities and encountering the photographer grandson of an SS officer.

In lighter mood in the comedy Happily Ever After (2004), she played the mother to the central character Vincent, a role taken by the director Yvan Attal. In 2006, she was attracted to another supporting role as the mother to the lead actor in the intriguing Hotel Harabati.

The amiable The One I Love (2009) was followed by a return to the director who had given her international fame in 1966. Lelouch’s Ces Amours-là was a sad disappointment, however, and Aimée’s following film, Paris Connections (financed by Tesco and sold through their retail outlets), based on a Jackie Collins novel, seems to have fared little better.

She then worked with the novelist and film-maker Philippe Claudel in his second feature, Tous les Soleils (2011), in which she took the role of a dying woman. After Mince Alors! (2012), her 90th screen credit, in which she had a small role, as Maman, she effectively retired, living in Montparnasse, Paris, with her daughter, Manuela.

However, in 2019 she was tempted to return for a final film with Lelouch and the chance to work again with Jean-Louis Trintignant, her co-star from A Man and a Woman. The film The Best Years of a Life was the second follow-up to that famous original and dealt with love and memory in old age. It was celebrated for showing the enduring magnetism of its stars.

Aimée was married and divorced four times. She is survived by Manuela.

🔔 Anouk Aimée (Nicole Françoise Florence Dreyfus), actor, born 27 April 1932; died 18 June 2024

Daily inspiration. Discover more photos at Just for Books…?

[satinea]

Le soleil brûlant

Les fleurs qu’en allant

Tu cueilles,

Viens fuir son ardeur

Sous la profondeur

Des feuilles.

Cherchons les sentiers

A demi frayés

Où flotte,

Comme dans la mer,

Un demi-jour vert

De grotte.

Des halliers touffus

Un soupir confus

S’éléve

Si doux qu’on dirait

Que c’est la forêt

Qui rêve…

Chante doucement ;

Dans mon coeur d’amant

J’adore

Entendre ta voix

Au calme du bois

Sonore.

L’oiseau, d’un élan,

Courbe, en s’envolant,

La branche

Sous l’ombrage obscur

La source au flot pur

S’épanche.

Viens t’asseoir au bord

Où les boutons d’or

Foisonnent…

Le vent sur les eaux

Heurte les roseaux

Qui sonnent.

Et demeure ainsi

Toute au doux souci

De plaire,

Une rose aux dents,

Et ton pied nu dans

L’eau claire.

Albert Samain, Au jardin de l’infante