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The Ciccone Clan in Italy for Madonna's 66th birthday, August 2024
#Madonna#2024#Lourdes Leon#Rocco Ritchie#Mercy James#David Banda#Estere and Stella#Ciccone Twins#Italy#Happy Birthday Madonna#Madonna 2024#Ciccone Youth
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With her daughter Mercy James on the piano, Madonna sings “Bad Girl” on The Celebration Tour - 2023/2024
#madonna#singer#songwriter#movie director#mother#daughther#mercy james#piano#bad girl#the celebration tour#diva#muse#queen#icon#legend#actress#lovely picture
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#spirk#affixjoy this one is for you#star trek#star trek tos#star trek the original series#s'chn t'gai spock#tos spock#errand of mercy#james t kirk#jim kirk#star trek meme#magpie posts
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Oh, Angel Baby, you're distracting your poor lover with your fiesty little meow meow energy!
#logan please have mercy on your poor boyfriend#wade's heart cannot handle logan's beauty#no wonder he's so overexcited all the time#deadpool and wolverine#deadpool 3#wade wilson#james logan howlett#poolverine#deadclaws#loganpool#old man yaoi#imagine your otp#otp prompts#writing promt#marvel memes#mcu avengers edits#ryan reynolds#hugh jackman#deadpool x wolverine#mischievous thunder
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SPOCK | STAR TREK: THE ORIGINAL SERIES - 1.27 Errand of Mercy
#THIS TOOK SO LONG#he is sooo pretty in this episode#me when i have to lie to protect my boyfriend even though i constantly insist i'm incapable of dishonesty#the lighting is all over the place sorry i did my best#my posts#my gifs#st#tos#spock#errand of mercy#star trek tos#star trek the original series#startrekedit#fandomedit#s'chn t'gai spock#mr spock#kirk#captain kirk#jim kirk#james t kirk#k/s#kirk/spock#spirk#the premise#60sedit#scifiedit#tvedit#leonard nimoy
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LORD HAVE MERCY
(This could be his face while you fuck each other)
#james hetfield#papa het#metallica#james hetfield smut#so hot 🔥🔥🔥#i need him#i need to be sedated#lord have mercy#jamyz
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#90s#nu metal#korn#brian welch#james shaffer#jonathan davis#jonathan davis korn#reginald arvizu#david silveria#jd korn#hole#nirvana#nine inch nails#smashing pumpkins#evanescence#rammstein#kmfdm#alice in chains#bikini kill#fiona apple#bauhaus#cocteau twins#siouxsie and the banshees#depeche mode#the cure#acid bath#sisters of mercy#disturbed#linkin park#skinny puppy
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The carnivale episode if god was good
(feat: Crozier having the unique experience of being the only sober guy at the party and Fitzjames, absolutely sloshed, singing showtunes)
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#let them have fun!!!!#at least let them party a little longer before The Horrors#james fitzjames#francis crozier#fitzier#amc the terror#the terror#the terror fanart#the terror amc#106 a mercy#my drawings#i feel like the perspective’s all wonky#i drew this so quickly can you tell#except for Fitzjames’ boots and petticoats#Those —for some reason— i took time on#this was so fun though#i love putting these guys in situations
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regulus catching peter and sending his body to the rest of the marauders with the note “caught a rat. RAB.” is honestly one of the sexiest things i’ve ever read…
regulus black the man that you are…
#like yes please kill him!#no remorse!#no mercy!#i fucking love morally grey men#regulus black#marauders#marauders era#jegulus#remus lupin#james potter#dead gay wizards#only the brave
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SNW || TOS
#star trek#star trek snw#star trek strange new worlds#snw season 1#snw 1x10#a quality of mercy#snw parallels#parallels#star trek tos#christopher pike#james kirk#wedding ceremony#tos parallels#tos 1x15#trekedit#*
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hey, sasha.
i stole the audio from a tiktok but the og sound is from here !!
#this audio made me so sad i animated this in less than a day#lord have mercy on my wrists#also ignore how crunchy it is my animating process is incredibly scuffed and it killed the quality#timsasha#timothy stoker#sasha james#tma#tma fanart#the magnus archives#jaspers art
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@madonna So happy to have the night off and enjoy my son Rocco’s paintings called “Pack A Punch” inspired by Muay Thai fighters. @miamidesigndistrict
#Madonna#2024#Rhed#art#Miami#Rocco Ritchie#David Banda#Estere and Stella#Ingrid Casares#Maison Rhed#Mercy James#Miami Design District#Coccone Youth#Madonna art
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As anyone who's ever listened to the magnus archives knows, the characters are viscerally and entirely captivating. This sounds like an exaggeration, but it's impossible to not fall in love with at least one of them.
I think this lies in the intense humanity of each of them. Their reactions are so real, their emotions so tangible. Hearing Martin sob when verbally attacked by Elias, Jon yelling in anger when he doesn't understand something, or Sasha whimpering her explanations during prentiss' attack; these are all such relatable reactions, and make the characters extraordinarily easy to sympathise with.
This also goes a long way in making the horror that much more powerful. It's a bitter reminder that horrible things happen to people exactly like you. It puts me in mind of the quote "The moment you die will feel exactly like this one."
Your life could be this awful; you've simply skirted around the terror.
#What is horror but a reflection of the possibilities of life? Is it a mercy to avoid them or does someone else simply suffer instead?#I try not to be existential about tma challege: impossible.#It's just such a beautiful and intricate storyline entirely based on humanity and a lack thereof it's just unparalleled!!#tma#the magnus archives#the magnus institute#jonathan sims#martin blackwood#sasha james#elias bouchard#tma meta#tw existentialism
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A typical night after Logan moved in where Wade's still dazed, Logan's more than ready for their 5th round and Althea's ears are bleeding and making her regret her life choices.
P.S. This time it's Logan cheekily tapping the fourth wall by gesturing what he's about to do to Wade Wilson.
#have mercy on poor althea you freaks#the flirtiest logan is at his best#and wade's been feeling heavenly bliss#deadpool and wolverine#deadpool 3#wade wilson#james logan howlett#poolverine#deadclaws#peanutbub#old man yaoi#imagine your otp#otp prompts#writing promt#marvel memes#mcu avengers edits#ryan reynolds#hugh jackman#deadpool x wolverine#mischievous thunder
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2024 Book Review #52 – The Mercy of Gods by James S. A. Corey
Introduction
I have never technically read any of Corey’s work before, but I really loved all the seasons of the Expanse I’ve seen. So, as it would be months and months before I could actually get a copy from the library, this is the rare book I actually bought off the strength of the blurb. Even rarer, this actually worked out! This is genuinely quite good, meaty, even fairly original space opera!
On the world of Anjiin, a human civilization has developed from the ruins of some prehistoric colonization mission that ended in atomic fire, their origins a matter of theology and myth. Through blatant nepotism (his aunt is a very important administrator whose made his career her way of honoring her dead sister), Dafyd Alkhor is a research assistant on the most prestigious and celebrated lab/project on the planet – a successful attempt to bridge the gap between the native plant life of the planet and the earth-descended life humanity brought with it. But even as everyone’s enjoying their moment in the limelight, the project is in danger of being split up, the credit and prestige a juicy enough prize for the academic politics to get vicious. And then there’s Dafyd’s rather poorly hidden crush on Else, a much more senior scientist and also the Team Lead’s girlfriend. Everything begins to come to a head, and then-
Well, and then aliens invade. The Carryx and their servitor-species more-or-less effortlessly destroy every human attempt to resist, and then execute one eighth of the population where they stand. Like some massive, chitinous, latter-day Assyrian Empire, they then sort through and abduct a few hundreds or thousands of humanity’s administrative and intellectual elites. Hostages to bring to one of their world-palaces to live at their pleasure and prove their worth as subjects until a place in imperial society can be decided for them – with ‘mass grave’ being an entirely plausibly option if they fail to please. Dafyd, honestly a pretty shit scientist but a natural courtier and schemer, then finds himself desperately trying to understand the Carryx actually want from humanity, and why they refuse to communicate any of it.
Complicity and Collaboration
So this is overwhelmingly a novel about how to react to subjugation – of different emotional and trauma responses to seeing your loved ones killed to make a point, to seeing everything you know destroyed in the space of an afternoon, to being forced into an overcrowded ship and sent to a terrifying new world where your life is valued exactly in proportion to your captors' whims. As the novel reaches its climax, it becomes increasingly about the morality of fawning, servile collaboration and nobly suicidal resistance – of whether it’s better to live kneeling or die standing, essentially.
This is one of very few books I can ever remember reading that make a big dramatic point of that question, and then come down on the side of ‘live kneeling, bide your time until you’ve earned their trust and know enough to stab the knife somewhere vital’. Partially just because every other genre story in the world does stack the deck towards resistance (making victory an almost foregone conclusion if people just have the courage to fight) and this does in the opposite direction (‘resistance’ would be at best a few spectacular terrorist attacks before they’re all hunted down and executed, the first thing the rest of humanity would know of their noble fight is when the retaliatory genocide starts), but still.
I found the start of chapter epigraphs a greater flaw, honestly – they’re quotations from an imprisoned Carryx after some future fall of the empire, who lays the blame squarely on humanity. I’m sure this is building up to some lovely dramatic irony in future books (and is a fun window to Carryx state ideology), but the constant reassurance that the plan works and isn’t just a rationalization for surrender really does drain some of the moral stakes out of the question, you know? From a dilemma with genuinely unclear outcome to just a particularly cruel and slimy trolley problem. Which I mean, still juicy character drama! I did enjoy it.
As Space Opera
There are many works of SFF which are, frankly, setting bibles with an excuse of a story stapled on out of obligation. This isn’t one of them, but it is a book written by people who clearly enjoyed the worldbuilding for its own sake and were always looking for little excuses to show off a bit of it. This is probably clearest with Anjiin – from a plotting perspective, they could have sketched out the basics of the world in a paragraph, assuming they didn’t just use some vague future Earth or Mars instead. But Anjiin actually feels like a fully realized world with its own politics and hypocrisies, its own culture and theology, and (especially) its own beautiful and profoundly alien landscapes and architectures. The last thing makes the book’s job much harder, really – the sense of shock and alienation (as well as a guilty sort of curious wonder) at the Carryx world-palace is vital to the book, making the home the cast is stolen away from so strange and unfamiliar as well can only make it harder to evoke in the reader.
The book spends something like the first fifty pages on Anjiin before the Carryx arrive – before (almost) anyone have the slightest idea they exist – introducing the main cast and their dynamics, sketching out their daily lives, and grounding Anjiin a real, vibrant place that it’s possible to get properly attached to. Vitally, it’s not a world without conflict – Dafyd et al spend the entire time embroiled in high stakes academic intrigues and interpersonal dramas, of a kind that could easily sustain a book on their own. This was a big part of why the book worked so well for me, I think – the loss of Anjiin felt like a loss, the cutting off of possibilities I wanted to see play out, the execution of characters I enjoyed seeing on the page. Given how often these sorts of stories can (unintentionally or no) read ‘and then they were whisked from boring mundanity with dramatic fireworks accompanying them’, I’m glad the book spent the wordcount on it.
The Carryx needed to really overawe and impress, which I think the book mostly manages. Their society seems both plausible and viscerally alien. The book does a neat job of obscuring the exact border between their (weird and fascinating) biology and their obsessively eugenic imperial ideology, in a way that seems very fitting given that both the characters we spend any time with at all are middle/lower-middle ranking strategists and overseers in the imperial project.
This is very much an empire which starts with the iron fist and only bothers mentioning the existence of carrots after a new subject population is brutalized and terrified into full submission. Their ideology is a half-step short of pure power worship, and makes no excuses butchering and exterminating to make the world more convenient for them – none of them ever refer to other species as anything but ‘animals’. This isn’t an empire that tries to convert and persuade – but then, it’s not one that needs to.
The world-palace and assembled ranks of other species gathered in it does an excellent job of being genuinely awe-inspiring even for the characters who hate every solitary thing about it. One great advantage of written science fiction over more visual media is that there’s no real need to make your aliens humanoid or relatable-looking, and Corey takes full advantage of it to fill the prison camp with dozens of memorable, different species – absolute none of which could be played by an actor in makeup.
Of course, those aliens are mostly just set dressing – with the exception of one species of primates that humanity is placed into competition with that ends up in a mutually escalating and quite bloody vendetta – the only alien species represented by actual characters with names and points of view are the Carryx and the infiltration-swarm sent by their great enemy to get scooped up along with humanity and gather information about their inner workings. It does this by consuming and possessing one of the main cast, and the book has great fun keeping coy about who for half the book while still using it as a secondary Point of View. Even more than the Carryx, it does a good job of coming across as both genuinely alien (probably because it is an alien-ness in conversation with the humanity of the two hosts it has assimilated) while still being an incredibly compelling character.
Characterization
Dafyd has a habit/nervous tic of looking for people’s ‘pathological behavior’ – the habits and tendencies they default onto in situations of high stress or while they feel in danger or powerless. This is, then, the lens the book invites as far as its characters go. Every one one of them spends the vast majority of the book cycling from one trauma response to another, and each is probably mostly characterized by the way they respond and the things they fixate on as their world is destroyed and they reckon with their own powerlessness. Fixate on the research the Carryx want and at to try and pretend life is still recognizable, or get angrier and angrier and jump at the first chance to justify beating some other inmates to death to feel a bit of agency and control. Plot out a nobly suicidal strike back against your oppressors, or try desperately to understand what they want so you can manipulate them and ensure the survival of you and yours. Or just constantly make off-color and mostly unfunny jokes.
None of it is exactly subtle, but it all rings pretty true, and does a good job making (almost) every cast member compelling and memorable. It helps, I suppose, that we end up spending at least a chapter or two in the head of half the main human cast, and get plenty of careful observation or intimate conversation with the rest. I’m aware some people really despise this sort of POV-hopping in a story (especially when it’s mostly just different perspectives on the same broad events/circumstances) but personally I rather adore it when it’s done well and they each seem both plausible and distinct, which this book easily manages.
In Conversation with the Wider Genre
I am at this point a bit of of a connoisseur of the hyper-specific subgenre of ‘space opera/spec fic more generally deeply concerned imperialism, colonialism, the experience of subjugation, and the internal logics of complicity and collaboration’ – a shelf which its always great to add new works to. I don’t particularly think Mercy was written in direct response to or is actively commenting on any similar works, but it is fascinating to do a bit of a compare/contrast. Well, it is for me, anyway.
Compared to your Memory Called Empire’s and your Imperial Radch’s the most salient really thing is how uncomplicatedly awful the Carryx are. Not that the empires in those books ostensibly aren’t, but they’re simultaneously also cultured, elegant, rich – in a word, alluring. We spend as much or more time on the intricacies of Radachi tea ceremonies and soap operas as we do on their atrocities, and even that makes the messy brutality of imperialism far more foregrounded relative to the seductive beauty of salon poetry and monumental architecture than it is in Memory. Mercy, in contrast, mostly shows the awe-inspiring beauty of the Carryx world palaces through the windows of a prison-camp. It’s there – we even meet the subject-species who were enslaved instead of exterminated because they can architect such wonders – but only really incidentally. The glory of the Carryx is their vastness and their overwhelming might, all the elegance and beauty they have is the fruit of conquest – and more often than not, different subject-species are introduced with hints or notes of how much more they were, before they were crushed and carved into something the empire could use. (This is almost certainly related to the fact that the only point of view we get whose at all a native or wiling agent of the empire is very minor, and clearly a villain without much in the day of redeeming or morally interesting features).
The better comparison is really Exordia. Or maybe I’m only saying that because it’s the one I read this year, and thus the one whose interesting little complications are at least somewhat clear in my head. Better put, Mercy is exactly the story Clayton from Exordia thought he was in. In both the empire is both alien and undisguised in its malice (two things that are probably related, really), in both the empire doesn’t feel any need to understand or integrate humanity, when overwhelming superiority in technology, scale, and availability of coercive force allow it to just threaten and brutalize until it gets what it wants. The humans in Exordia are just both more and less lucky. Less, because their alien invaders are even more monomaniacally (indeed, metaphysically) malevolent to the point that even being their willing accomplice only buys hours to days of life. More, because they have an ancient relic of a plot device buried in the mountains to give a bit of cause for actual hope in violent resistance (and so a final act of the story concerned with an entirely different suite of messy trolley problems).
It’s an interesting addition to the subgenre anyway – I really can’t recall any other books that have a protagonist collaborating with the empire while not at any point being seduced by it. Well no, that’s a lie – Machinaries of Empire does hit the same beat, just in extraordinarily different ways.
Should Your Read This Book?
The answer is at least partially conditional on how the rest of the series turns out – the narrative absolutely requires sequels, and oh how they could retroactively absolutely ruin it. But with just the one book and a bit of optimism? If the premise seems even slightly intriguing, then absolutely.
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The gaze of this man...
I'm wet
(Reblog with more! I need it)
#james hetfield#papa het#metallica#james hetfield smut#james hetfield fanfiction#i need him#so hot 🔥🔥🔥#james hetfield x reader#his eyes#rockstars#metal music#metal#metal god#i love him#this man#jamyz#james hotfield#lord have mercy#dear lord#creaming
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