#Dreams Unparalleled
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britishhiphop · 2 months ago
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Sire - Soul Universal [EP]
The “Soul Universal” EP is the latest offering from Sire, a project that delves deep into the artist’s spiritual journey and introspective exploration. Produced at The Compound, a space renowned for its transformative creative energy, this seven-track EP takes listeners on a profound voyage within the depths of the soul. Each track on “Soul Universal” is a chapter in Sire’s journey – a…
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manny-jacinto · 2 months ago
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HAROLD PERRINEAU as Mercutio | ROMEO + JULIET (1996)
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amerricanartwork · 25 days ago
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Okay, wait, let me explain this for a second—
So I think generally Jack and Sally are one of those classic and iconic fictional couples that people and ships are frequently compared to and/or strive to emulate, so this might seem a bit cliche at first glance. However, what if I told you I actually based my Milkshake/Trinkets dynamic primarily off of Jack and Sally personality-wise, especially when it came to developing my headcanon personality for Unparalleled Innocence such that it'd be a good compliment for Pebbles's canon personality?
Specifically, I like the idea that Five Pebbles, like Jack Skellington, is confident, skilled in what he does, a very good speaker with an eloquent vocabulary and style, and a person who, although not passionate about many things, puts his all into whatever endeavor he sets his sights on, even if it means he sometimes gets a bit too enveloped by his ambitions to the point of obsession. Meanwhile Unparalleled Innocence, like Sally, lacks much confidence, yet is equally intellectual and very romantic, a lot more clever and resourceful than she may seem at first glance, good at noticing/appreciating the little things around her, and loves to watch her crush from afar despite being much too shy to interact with him directly. "Sally's Song" is as of now pretty much the best musical explanation/representation of how I interpret her thought process around the time of her spreading the knowledge of Pebbles's rot.
I hope to go more in-depth in my interpretation of these characters and their relationship later, but for now I figured I'd take a break from my chubby Moon exploits to give these two a little love (I may be all for Lilypad, but I won't stop sharing my love for this ship too!) and some cosplay action to harken to this inspiration. Plus, in case I don't have enough time to draw my other Halloween-themed idea for the Local Group before the end of the month, I can at least say I posted this on time!
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adelphenium · 1 year ago
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This came to me in a dream: hatsune miku Brad Marchand. Do what you will with this information.
bradsune marchu.........
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i don't think you understand what you've just unleashed.................. PLEASE don't drag me back 2 my vocaloid days 😭😭😭
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tardis-technician · 10 months ago
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Why didn't we see the doctor and donna do this in the show
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[Image ID: text from In The Blood by Jenny Colgan. It reads: The Doctor turned to look at her quizzically. 'Seriously?’ ‘You don’t even have an alarm clock!’ ‘I… I do so have an alarm clock!’ ‘Yes, which you used to time that skipping race we had’ ‘I still think you—‘ ‘I did not make an illegal move! There are no illegal moves in skipping!’ ‘I’m just saying—‘ ’No illegal moves in skipping (written as one word in the book.)’ said Donna quickly as she stepped back onto the pavement. ./ End ID]
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spale-vosver · 8 months ago
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were the set conditions for the les mis movie absolutely atrocious? yes
did anne hathaway still serve cunt? also yes
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cosmictapestry · 5 months ago
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now that i think about it idk if i’ve ever seen a human au that mentions nada at all? which i think is a massive missed opportunity. and interesting considering that calliope is important fairly often + dream’s disastrous love life is like, integral to the story
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iniziare · 3 months ago
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Tag drop: Jingliu
#tag drop#jingliu. [ and so i wield my blade to the very end. until the “stars” have been cut down from the sky. this oath: i will never forsake. ]#jingliu: ic. [ trapped in childhood nightmares; she tore off a spread of black silk from the edge of her skirt and covered her eyes. ]#jingliu: inquiries. [ ice waves as sharp as knives spreading like transient flowers in the air. freezing all and everyone they contact. ]#jingliu: countenance. [ when you live to be a thousand years. each day is carrying the weight of a mountain through an interminable maze. ]#jingliu: introspection. [ why do you wield a sword? / this is like asking a poet why they wrote poems. this is the only way for me. ]#jingliu: meta. [ this sword in my hand... naught but a needle compared with the heavenly bodies. how can i use it to cut open a star? ]#jingliu: little notes. [ this is the first time she understands “wanting to live”. before now; she was simply someone ready to die. ]#jingliu: wishes. [ unsheathing this sword without merit is to blaspheme the divine will of the reignbow arbiter; and invite calamity. ]#jingliu: etc. [ to the xianzhou; i am but an abandoned pawn: a wandering swordmaster. ]#jingliu: the sword. [ if a day comes that the quivers run empty; and starskiffs crash who will protect you and i then; or the xianzhou? ]#jingliu: florephemeral sword. [ a sword: 3 feet; 7 inches in length. weighing nothing. and it glowed as if a sliver of moonlight. ]#jingliu: shattered sword. [ a sword: 5 feet in length. weighing 3000 catties. unyielding: mirroring the defiance; hubris of its creator. ]#jingliu: cangchang. [ when devoured; we had to face the truth that our lives were but a grain of sand in the river of time. ]#jingliu: hcq. [ their faces still linger before my eyes like a bygone dream. yet dream will eventually fade. like clouds from the sky. ]#jingliu: memories. [ given the choice between staring at the abyss with a troubled mind and marching blindly: i choose the latter. ]#jingliu: jing yuan. [ in an endless night; there is nothing closer than the bright moon. always hanging in the sky. ]#jingliu: imbibitor lunae. [ even after your rebirth. your techniques haven't changed. / when i move it's like… / … like you never forgot. ]#jingliu: baiheng. [ the things that we said and did together have all been shrouded in a layer of mist. a mist i cannot see through. ]#jingliu: yingxing. [ some are born with unparalleled foresight; intelligence; but make the ill-advised choices at destiny's crossroads. ]#jingliu: blade. [ that broken sword... you don't want to let go of the past. do you; blade? ]#jingliu: yanqing. [ that move was a token of my appreciation; young man. we were fated to meet this day and in days to come. ]#jingliu: v. youth. [ you can use this to vanquish those that took everything from us. ]#jingliu: v. sword champion. [ she knows it all. swords are a part of her body: the intake and release of her breath as she walks. ]#jingliu: v. traitor. [ and i will suffer my eternal punishment. that is the only way to keep the memory of the pain from fading away. ]
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simply-a-moth · 7 months ago
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no because one time i had a dream that i posted a picture of a list i have of silly stuff to do (i have to write it down or else i will forget) and everyone in the tags was like “no way moth name reveal” or “name mention?” or something similar, and i was really confused because i kept looking at the picture (it was REALLY blurry for some reason) and i didn’t see my name anywhere on it, and nobody actually said my name
i woke up very concerned but then realized that it was a dream
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manderleyfire · 2 years ago
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‘rain' (rapa nui) by pablo neruda  ||  ‘wuthering heights’ by emily brontë  ||  ‘desgraciado’ (the collected letters) by angel dominguez  ||  ‘these hands, if not gods’ by natalie diaz
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jasperwocky · 2 months ago
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currently on my third philip k dick novel and finally hitting that point of “oh he writes all the women in his books as pretty much the same simpering manipulative unstable idiots” and it’s otherwise really good literature so i’m like is he using the narrative structure to delve into the character’s worldview and illustrating how his relationships with women are limited by patriarchy or is he just like. steven kinging it
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faithinlouisfuture · 2 years ago
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stellerssong · 1 year ago
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had a dream last night about a post-canon hadestown au where orpheus, deranged with grief, begs hades to eternal sunshine of the spotless mind him because he can't live with the guilt of his twofold betrayal of eurydice (he let her go. he failed to bring her back.) so hades strips him of his memory and transforms him into a black dog—one of his personal hunting pack, his errand-dogs and message-runners and border patrol. obviously a bad fit for orpheus, but without love or memory or anywhere else to go he has no choice but to fall in line and do his worst
meanwhile, eurydice is making ends meet as best she can in a hadestown struggling to return to the status quo after her failed escape—working during the day, plotting a rebellion at night on the sly with her fellow workers, and fighting to retain her memory and her selfhood and her very name as they all slip away under the underground's influence
scene opens on a workers' bar after hours, eurydice gathered with a few compatriots sharing drinks and talking strategy, when the door opens and a small crowd of silent, black-uniformed men and women with amber eyes and too-sharp teeth file in—
(does eurydice recognize the last man in line, his eyes too bright in his thin, gentle face and his hands awkward on his glass as he turns it around and around on the bar but doesn't drink? does he recognize her?)
(is it too late?)
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corvin-ito · 2 years ago
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just woke up from more rain world dreams. it was a bunch of short dreams squished together (atleast 3 but i only remember 2 of them)
one of the dreams i had was like 3 seconds worth of being Unparalleled Innocence. I as innocence found NSH's dead body, held it up for Sun's overseer to look at, and said something like "isn't he cute?" which like holy shit what the fuck? Hey, UI from my dreams? that is beyond messed up.
UI also found Moon's dead body in that same dream. it was very disturbing.
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sprolden · 1 year ago
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like, ok
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cpirits · 1 year ago
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( @sportbaes [shinoa] *liked* for a starter!! )
Tezuka Kunimitsu
He had been training for hours, the rest of his team had gone home for the day. He had pulled out a ball machine to serve the tennis balls, they covered the court he had already hit so many.
Tezuka's shirt collar was stained with sweat, and his eyes were subject to beads rolling down from his forehead. Putting his racket between his knees, he pulled up his shirt, after removing his glasses to wipe off, coming up to straighten like something out of a movie, the sun catching on the sweat, making him appear majestic, like a strong stallion.
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