#millennium cross

[theadventurouslife4us]

The tallest Cross in the world, The Millennium Cross

[dopescissorscashwagon]

Rosedale Millennium Cross on Heygate Bank, Rosedale. North York Moors NP

📸 by @MaureenPlatts /via X

[aubadeatelier]

This year 2024, a bunch of people in the DGM fandom gathered for a secret santa event-- or a Secret Lero Gift event rather! I made one for cylinderhat/ms_anya. They're on Twitter! please show their amazing art some love!

I was given the prompt of Mana organizing a play and making everyone participate and this somehow turned into playing a little bit of dress up with the characters. (Yes, that is an interpretation of a 'younger' Cross in a dress. And yes, it was fun to design!)

Happy Holidays everyone and may the year ahead be promising and wonderful!

[wingfril]

My last page— an iconic moment for the red & mana arc, for @dgm20thproject

I got too excited about drawing red and mana and especially the apo guy that I completely forgot about cosimov and the ringmaster and the potion and ahhh so much. By the time I realized it was two days from the deadline and I had no will power to do so much drawing in ~1.5 days. This is also the first time I’ve drawn two characters interacting with each other!

I really wanted to have apocryo guy towering over everyone else and for him to look very unsettling. Maybe I succeeded too much..? He’s the one literally pulling the strings. And to contrast that with a very warm but sad hug between red and mana. Road and cross are looking behind both suit and red and mana because they’re both just observing the situation. Red’s arm is to the side because it important but what’s more important is the love that mana has for red 🥹

I should’ve add cosimov holding the viel ToT

This is my favorite piece personally, but I think most people liked page 112 more :’)

Looking at it again in two month, I cannot get over how out of place the apo guy looks, so here’s some remixes and close ups (the canvas is 4.2k by 6.2k pixel lol) because the details got crunched

[ladysophiebeckett]

there's some internet debate about robbie williams and why he's not big in the us and ppl saying they've never heard of him. actually u have heard of him. the song 'millennium' was big on vh1, i think? bc i know the words to that. and i know 'rock dj' and i dont know why i know 'rock dj'. it's in a movie but i don't remember which one. definitely a big british movie but i cant remember which one. either way we have heard of him. uk didn't make him up. i thought we all watched derry girls and learned who Take That was. bc that was not a made up boyband.

[magic-is-something-we-create]

Last Line Tag L

holy shit thats fifty last lines. damn ANYWAY i was tagged by the lovely @writingrosesonneptune!! thank you so much :D

this bit is from the end of an isa POV chapter in goddess-touched <3 can't think of content warnings off the top of my head rn but it involves loud arguing with an old woman about the death penalty

“But you didn’t think for a fucking second in the last two months that it might be fucking helpful to know who was helping her?” Lakia’s words crack like a whip, the plants all around the courtyard writhing along with her anger, thorns growing out of tomato vines and carrot sprigs and even the walls, as the wood paneling revives itself with her rage. “They’re dead,” Xavi snaps, arms crossed tightly under his cloak as his foot taps relentlessly on the glass of the clockface in the ground. “It’s done. You could be putting all this--” he waves to the garden “--to something more productive, kid.” “If they’re dead,” she spits, “the world needs to know their names so we can fucking drag them through every pile of mud and shit that ever has been and ever will be. And if they’re not--” “Then what?” Mags says, the paper-bead bracelets on her wrists rattling as she folds her arms and sticks up her chin. “Tell me, what would you want us to do? Kill them?” She tsks. “You don’t want a world where the government can do that on such short notice.”

i'll tag @vacantgodling, @writeblrfantasy, @sleepyowlwrites, @authoralexharvey, and @ashen-crest!! as always, absolutely 0 pressure to play, and this doubles as an open tag if you've been looking for an excuse and/or want me to see what you have to share <3

[maskedjoker]

Alright so I want to talk about some fandom stuff since I've been getting back into it with a few people/places. It seems like some old issues are still kind of around. The biggest thing is we all have been in this thing for a while, and it's been so slow I think we've all kind of made our own theories and views we keep most of the time. We all then "check in" when chapters do actually come out and since we are all very invested in the story and in more closed groups the rest of the time there is conflict.

Now I'm well past being upset by differences in story interpretation. We can all enjoy dgm without agreeing on everything, especially all the unrevealed stuff. I don't like it all the time, but it's perfectly fine.

What's bugging me most is there seems to be some inconsistency to how people treat certain characters/ideas. There is A LOT of headcanonning and fans of the past! crew like Allen, Nea, and Mana as well as Cross(and bookman Jr if you interpret them as separate, though I personally do not). People get very defensive of their relationships and circumstance when it comes to debate. This is on its own not so great, but not particularly a problem either. Trust me, I get character offense.

I'll just cut to the point and say it though, the main reason this becomes a problem is people seem to care about characters in order of attractiveness. I've been a fan of The Earl/Adam since almost the beginning of the series, and it's been hell. People have never treated him with the same care or thought they do to other characters, despite him being very central and important to the story. I'll also say before anything more that no, he's not more amoral than the other villains, so that doesn't matter here.

Being disinterested would be one thing, but it's usually more than that. When this stuff started it was just basically calling him Hitler(pre mana stuff) and treating him much worse than the other Noah(like tyki). Later on, when his human form was revealed, people jumped into basically replacing him with mana. Let me be clear, I don't mean they realized the connection. I mean they were actively ignoring the current character(personality/goals/identity) in favor of mana walker or Campbell's personality, and would only reasonably talk about the earl in context of Nea or Allen in the past. Memory loss or no, the actual earl was treated as a non-character that only existed as a way to recreate other characters. The stuff around 219 was especially rough as most people did not even consider what the earl said or felt, it was just about Sad Mana Is Confused TM and should go back to being like him right now. This was done with no consideration of Mana's feelings towards Adam or Adam's feelings towards Mana.

Now that we have confirmation from hoshino that there is a third entity, that his name is adam, and that he's basically past!earls Noah memories+suit as well as having his own autonomy and personality, people are still treating him poorly. I have had people assert to me he doesn't have a soul OR separate personality and isn't the earl(?) because Mana is. Now that he can be separated from Mana, it's back to treating him as Evil and Not A Person. He's an AI or a machine or fake in some way, despite him basically being the only character we've ever known as the earl. Those same people also assumed, somehow, that when the story said the earl was being used by the other Noah without his knowledge that he was somehow Not Included and was actually both aware and part of this betrayal on Mana. That's not to say there is no crossover with Mana, because they've shared a body for some time and Mana is his host after all, etc. That doesn't excuse these behaviors though.

And all of that nonsense is because frankly, people don't want to bone him. They look at his design(suit form usually, but not always) and immediately assume Evil and Gross despite the story's themes, writing, and Hoshino's own words against it. Ive literally had people say as much, especially when talking about shipping. He is actively pushed away from character groups or dynamics people actually talk about. The only other character treated even remotely similar are characters that don't like Allen(like chaoji, some of you must have been around long enough to remember the hate he got at the time) and/or are perceived as not attractive(like apo or Leviare). I don't think it's justified there either.

It's just really getting me down that a really well written and interesting character that is quintessential to the narrative is basically shit on, while people clutch their pearls if Cross or Allen's back stories are a little different than they expected. I expect this from young teens and the like but this fandom has frankly aged out of that a long time ago and it's not cute anymore

[tyki-mikk-and-his-prickly-dick]

In a silly goofy mood, one might say...

[centralkvetchmonolith]

Genuine questions: why is it useful to hold (the negation of) this as a blanket statement? What is the meaning of "queer" here? Why is that attractive to every single person encapsulated by "aros", such that saying otherwise is to be threatened with death? What *is* universal to the experience of aromantic people, such that they all by default fit the meaning of "queer"? I can think of defensible, meaningful, internally consistent answers to all those questions, but I think the people reblogging this should also do that. It's important to always have a thread back to "what does The Discourse mean?"

Cuz this has approximately the same vibes (i.e. inherent bearing on normal people's lives and reflection of the material experience of queerness (or, in the upcoming example, Christianity)) as "'The Son isn't consubstantial with the Father-' GUILLOTINE GUILLOTINE GUILLOTINE"

"Aros aren't queer-" GUILLOTINE GUILLOTINE GUILLOTINE GUILLOTINE GUILLOTINE GUILLOTINE GUILLOTINE GUILLOTINE

[brianbachochin]

What if I'm married to an unbeliever?

[theadventurouslife4us]

Millennium Cross, Vodno, Macedonia

[nepalenergyforum]

Nepal's DPM Poudel Discusses Key Projects with MCC Chief Executive Officer

Washington DC (USA), Oct. 25: Deputy Prime Minister and Minister for Finance Bishnu Prasad Poudel has held a meeting with Chief Executive Officer (CEO) of Millennium Challenge Corporation (MCC) Alice P. Albright in Washington DC, USA on Thursday. The Embassy of Nepal in Washington DC stated that discussions were held regarding the MCC projects in Nepal being implemented under the MCC Compact…

[keycomicbooks]

Aria Angela #1 (2000) Joe Quesada Variant, Brian Holguin Writer, Jay Anacleto Artist, The Cross-over of the Millennium!

#Aria #Angela #1 (2000) #JoeQuesada Variant, #BrianHolguin Writer, #JayAnacleto Artist, The Cross-over of the Millennium! This mini-series is a two issue crossover where Kildare meets Angela, the angel who appeared in #Spawn. https://www.rarecomicbooks.fashionablewebs.com/Aria%20Angela.html#1 Website Link In Bio Page If Applicable. SAVE ON SHIPPING COST - NOW AVAILABLE FOR LOCAL PICK UP IN DELTONA, FLORIDA #KeyComicBooks #ImageComics #ImageUniverse

[nascentwaves]

"Exodia support...that's actually viable!!"

[courfeyrac-apaladin]

It had been centuries, nearly a millennium since he was turned, way back in the 200s AD, he’d been initiated into vampirism by a fellow druid a friend and former lover who he still kept in touch with from time to time when they crossed paths. He’d seen empires rise and fall, civilizations become extinct. He had fallen in love with mortals, only to have them refuse the gift of immortality and grow old and die before his eyes, or take it and then grow tired of him and move on. He had sworn off of being romantically involved with humans, he stayed in the shadows, hunted those who deserved to die, and watched humans from afar. Except on this night, when he like a few other times in the cold months sucked into a cafe, desperate to feel warm again as he had felt beside the dire with his kin when he was a human.

Courfeyrac was only planning to stay at the cafe for a few moments, but as the air got colder he decided he was going to make the most of the warm cafe and the hot coffee. When he heard the door open and a very handsome man walk in, he was very pleased with his decision. He watched him with a smile, waiting to see if the man was staying before he would approach.

[blackdykegirlblogger]

a/n: i'm so terribly sorry for what you're about to witness. happy 2025 whores! may this new year grant you love, light, and tons of great sex (manifesting this for myself too) <3

abby who loves loves loves fucking your lights out. you were always such a good girl for her, always using your head to think such big thoughts and ideas, always showing off your intelligence in every way you could.

and she loved that for you. trust me, she did. you never failed to make her so ridiculously proud of you.

but she also hated it. as delusional as it sounds, as disgusting as it sounds, she liked you best when you didn't have a single thought in your pretty head at all. when your skull was so empty that you could roll your eyes back and see absolutely nothing, think absolutely nothing. her cute lil housewife, pampered and adored and without a care in the fucking world. loose, pliable....just begging to take whatever she offered to give you. crying for it. drooling for it. pure, heartfelt devotion to the one who took such good care of you, who always made you feel so so good :(

she can't have you like that all the time, she's well aware, and has mostly accepted that her little...fantasy was going to have to remain just that. but while abby was never one to daydream, she still thinks about it a lot more than she'd ever like to admit. and it's times like these, like right fucking now, that makes her imagination run wild.

"feel good, pretty?"

she knew you were too dumb to give her an answer, and relished in that fact. she was holding up your thighs with her calloused hands, pushing your knees up to your chest as you reclined flat against hers. she had been pumping her cock in and out of your sopping hole for what felt like a millennium, the white ring around the base of her strap so thick that it dripped off the silicone and onto the mattress below you, adding to the already preexisting puddle. you senses left you several rounds ago, your knees locking and every part of your body going numb. you couldn't hear, couldn't think, hell you could barely even see through the tears clouding your vision. but that's alright. none of it mattered anyway.

truth be told, her stamina has always scared you, the countless hours she spent at the gym never failing to haunt you in bed. but this? this was just fucking cruel. you were ready to stop ages ago, cunt too achy and sensitive to keep going. but she had pleaded and pleaded with you, hitting you with the puppy dog eyes that always never worked as she circled your clit absentmindedly, knowing damn well it never took you long to get all worked up. "had such a long day, baby, was worked to the fucking bone. just one more round, yeah? for me?"

that was back when she still had you in missionary, legs wrapped around her waist as she took what she pleased on top of you. you had agreed because of course you did, but she didn't say jack-shit about having you in a full fucking nelson for hours at a time.

"thaaaattt's it. being such a perfect girl for me, huh? fucking amazing." her tip kissed your g-spot again and again, making streams of droll loll out of your mouth unconsciously as your eyelids fluttered. "good god, this pussy's amazing, doll." and in another life, maybe you would've responded to her praise, would've moaned or whined or did anything but babble mindlessly as her girth stretched you for all you were worth. but, that clearly wasn't now. suddenly, you felt her hands leave the undersides of your knees, instead choosing to wrap the rest of her bulky arms around them as she used her hands to push your head down. you were now forced to stare at the bump in your tummy (well, as much as you could cross-eyed), right underneath your belly button. shit, she was so deep.

she planted her feet firmly into the bed, her hips picking up speed once again as she abuses the drooling cunt between your legs. you couldn't run, you couldn't hide, you could do nothing but lay there all stupid and cockdrunk and take it. just like she wanted. her girl, greedy and grateful and helpless.

"well would you look at that? looks like mama's got herself her own little fleshlight."