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gayrotic2 · 6 months ago
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aestum · 10 months ago
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(by Kevin Mueller)
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havingapoemwithyou · 7 months ago
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when i am asked by Lisel Mueller
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livesunique · 3 months ago
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Castello di Gernstein, Chiusa, Bolzano, South Tyrol, Italy,
Malteheit Mueller Photography
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divineofficial · 1 month ago
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apoemaday · 1 year ago
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Monet Refuses the Operation
by Lisel Mueller
Doctor, you say that there are no halos around the streetlights in Paris and what I see is an aberration caused by old age, an affliction. I tell you it has taken me all my life to arrive at the vision of gas lamps as angels, to soften and blur and finally banish the edges you regret I don’t see, to learn that the line I called the horizon does not exist and sky and water, so long apart, are the same state of being. Fifty-four years before I could see Rouen cathedral is built of parallel shafts of sun, and now you want to restore my youthful errors: fixed notions of top and bottom, the illusion of three-dimensional space, wisteria separate from the bridge it covers. What can I say to convince you the Houses of Parliament dissolve night after night to become the fluid dream of the Thames? I will not return to a universe of objects that don’t know each other, as if islands were not the lost children of one great continent. The world is flux, and light becomes what it touches, becomes water, lilies on water, above and below water, becomes lilac and mauve and yellow and white and cerulean lamps, small fists passing sunlight so quickly to one another that it would take long, streaming hair inside my brush to catch it. To paint the speed of light! Our weighted shapes, these verticals, burn to mix with air and changes our bones, skin, clothes to gases. Doctor, if only you could see how heaven pulls earth into its arms and how infinitely the heart expands to claim this world, blue vapor without end.
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rad-roche · 7 months ago
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my favourite recurring bit in the series is when characters try to do that thing where they punch or knock out the snooping detective but get so mad that they forget nick is mostly metal and they're doing the equivalent of punching rebar. like when allen lee tries to punch him out because he's an ass and breaks his fingers so badly that they never heal right. i think it happens to nick so often that he doesn't even really get into fights, partly because he tries to avoid violence when he can but also because he knows if he stands there and looks smug enough the problem will very rapidly solve itself
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this specific look has broken at least fourteen fingers
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Saint Laurent Concept Store Champs-Élysées,
Casper Mueller Kneer Architects
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artgate-blog · 2 months ago
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Otto Mueller
1919
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moradadabeleza · 1 month ago
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Kai Mueller
Das Leben ist schön! 
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leonsliga · 3 months ago
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📸: Thomas Müller & Manuel Neuer say farewell to international football | 14.10.2024
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havingapoemwithyou · 1 year ago
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there are mornings by Lisel Mueller
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justinspoliticalcorner · 13 days ago
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Noah Berlatsky at Public Notice:
Though it’s largely already been forgotten, 2024 was not a completely peaceful election. Anonymous terrorists, probably working for Russia, sent bomb threats to numerous majority Black and Native American polling places in battleground states in an effort to disrupt voting and aid the Trump campaign.
The threats were widely reported on Election Day itself. However, in the aftermath of Trump’s narrow but definitive win, there has been little discussion of these egregious, deliberate attacks on democracy in general, and on the voting rights of Black and Native American people in particular. Analysts have instead focused on whether the Democrats and Kamala Harris should have run further to the left or further to the right or further in some other direction. The bomb threats did not change the election outcome, so it’s perhaps understandable that they have not been a focus of the collective, apparently endless post-election autopsy. But the lack of interest in an egregious assault on American democracy is a mistake. The attacks demonstrate how fragile our democracy is. And they provide a blueprint for the MAGA regime to tamper in elections in the future. The fact that incoming president Donald Trump can and probably would try to block investigations into Russia’s involvement — and into the Trump campaign’s potential involvement as well — is chilling. If we want to prevent attacks like this in the future, it’s important not to instantly memory hole the attack that just happened.
A coordinated attack on democracy, and on Democrats
The hoax bomb threats on Election Day were sent to polling locations in the swing states of Georgia, Pennsylvania, Wisconsin, Michigan, and Arizona. The FBI said that many of the threats “appear[ed] to originate from Russian email domains.”
None of the threats were credible, and no bombs were found. However, the threats did cause disruptions in Georgia, where five polling places were evacuated. Hours were extended at those locations to ensure all voters could cast their ballots. Republican Brad Raffensperger, the Georgia Secretary of State best known for refusing to aid Trump in his coup attempt in 2020, argued that Russia was attempting to undermine faith in the US system of government. The Russians are “up to mischief it seems,” he said. “They don’t want us to have a smooth, fair and accurate election.” This is probably true, as far as it goes. But it seems important to note that the bomb threats weren’t just randomly distributed attempts to undermine the electoral process. Like threats of violence in the 2020 election, they were intended specifically to target and discourage Democratic voters in key swing states.
Polls heading into November 5 indicated the election would be extremely close, so whoever was behind the threats had good reason to believe that even minor disruptions in Democratic leaning areas could tip the balance and hand Trump a win in a tight race. In the event, Trump’s win was large enough, and the disruptions small enough, that they didn’t change the outcome. But the pattern of interference nonetheless makes it clear which side was being targeted. Fulton County, Georgia, a Democratic stronghold with a 43.7 percent plurality of Black voters, received 32 bomb threats by email and phone. Neighboring DeKalb county (53.7 percent Black) was also targeted for threats. Police had to sweep six polling locations. Similarly, bomb threats in Pennsylvania were directed at polling locations in Democratic majority city Philadelphia. In Wisconsin, Madison was targeted; in Michigan, Detroit. In Arizona, polling locations on the lands of the Navajo Nation and Hopi Tribe were both threatened. Native voters tend to favor Democrats (as they did this year, despite some misleading early exit polls).
Russia helps Trump because Trump helps Russia
It shouldn’t come as a surprise that Putin would attempt to help Trump. Russian election interference globally has been designed to advance the far right and boost candidates friendly to Russia’s authoritarian leader Vladimir Putin. Putin has been doling out money to boost and buy the allegiance of far right candidates across Europe, focusing especially on getting Europe to abandon Ukraine, which Russia invaded in 2022. His interference in Romania’s recent election on behalf of far right candidate Călin Georgescu was so egregious that the Romanian Constitutional Court invalidated the election results.
And of course Putin interfered in the 2016 presidential election, waging a sweeping electoral interference campaign. Russian intelligence hacked the Democratic National Committee network, stealing and releasing private emails, which drove news cycles throughout the campaign and boosted Trump, who won the Electoral College despite losing the popular vote. (Trump continues to deny there was any election interference, because of course he does.) According to Special Counsel Robert Mueller’s investigation, which was launched after Trump fired FBI Director James Comey amid a probe of his campaign’s connections with the Kremlin, Russia attempted to hack the DNC shortly after Trump publicly urged Putin to expose and disseminate Hillary Clinton’s emails. “Russia, if you’re listening, I hope you’re able to find the 30,000 emails that are missing, I think you will probably be rewarded mightily by our press,” Trump said, live on television. A Senate investigation found numerous links between Russia and the Trump campaign in 2016. And Putin tried again to help Trump (unsuccessfully) in 2020. In return, Trump has consistently and successfully undermined support for Ukraine within the GOP while legitimizing Putin as a global player.
Trump’s link to Russia were not fully investigated or prosecuted after 2016 because Trump, with the power of the presidency behind him, did everything he could to delegitimize and block the investigation in ways that may well have constituted obstruction of justice. He was aided in that by a Republican Party dead set against any suggestion that the 2016 election victory that allowed them to stack the Supreme Court and cut taxes for billionaires was in any way compromised. Bill Barr, Trump’s attorney general (who has subsequently become a Trump critic), downplayed and mischaracterized Mueller’s report about Russian interference, creating a narrative that helped the right to dismiss the findings. Supposedly moderate Republican Sen. Susan Collins refused to even consider impeachment on the basis of Trump’s links to Russia. This is, to put it mildly, an ominous precedent for investigation of, and accountability for, Russian bomb threats during 2024. Raffensperger (again, a Trump critic) wouldn’t even acknowledge that the threats were intended to help Trump.
[...] Putin, Trump, and Republicans have learned that potentially violent election interference targeting Democratic voters is fine as long as you win. If they aren’t made to pay some sort of price, why wouldn’t they do it again?
Bomb threats at swing state polling places on Election Day were a Russian campaign to intimidate potential Kamala Harris supporters.
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disease · 10 months ago
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“COOKIE MUELLER” (NYC) ROBERT MAPPLETHORPE // 1978 [gelatin silver print | 13 7/8 × 13 3/4”]
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yuriisclumsy · 6 months ago
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After I read that Cale x flirty reader!!..I screamed..Like oh my!!.. Can I make a request where is the enemy to lovers?.. Like the reader is a villain who likes to flirt with Cale every time they meet. In addition, this reader is shameless.. Definitely a mess dan chaotic 🤣🤣🤣.. And the reader kisses Cale on the cheek before she leaves saying 'Next time we meet, I'll ask for the size of your ring finger, Bye baby.".. I want to see Cale and the many reactions too..Bye author
Take care of yourself 😘
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Villains Have a Heart Too, Y'know
𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 1,355
»»►When I got this request I was surprised many people liked Flirty Reader!
»»►I went off a bit from the request, but what can I do? When a good plot just pops up I have to follow it, no matter if it has little to do with the request. Still, I do try to make it as closely to the asker's request.
»»►I feel like, for this scenario, it would take place in the Whooper Kingdom–you’ll know why once you read.
»»►On another note, [Name] has had encounters with Cale ever since he somehow got transmigrated into the world of Birth of a Hero. The man is tired. But let’s be real, when is he not?
»»►Cale just has to deal with another headache-giving-maniac sadly.
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Metals were crashing.
The clash between steel signified a battle taking place. Brutal forces wrestle against each other for dominion. 
Fighting for power. It has always been like this.
Walls and towers, buildings–whether high or low–cumbled due to the aggressiveness of battle. Many scurried off to safety, finding a safe place to hide until the warfare concluded with its victors.
In the Whopper Kingdom, where mages were deemed to be spans of evil, stood a woman of great talent. She was a genius in her field, with masses tittling her: “The Grand Magician.”
The Grand Magician had been a force not to be reckoned with ever since her ascension through the Magic Tower. Which is why she is the main target for the Rebellion; Toonka's sworn enemy.
“Come back here witch!” a wounded man yelled.
“Awww, is little Toonka unable to land a hit?” the girl said. She giggled at the man’s inability to harm her.
“Why, you little sh-t! AHHH!” The man–Tookan–charged at her with fists fully ready to punch her. He missed by a large margin.
“You missed me!~” the girl taunted Toonka. She had been flying on a broom this whole time, using spells to her advantage, without fully killing the barbaric man. She had the power to eliminate her opponent, but she found more joy from playing with her food.
She laughed at Toonka’s poor excuse of attacks.
“Get down here you demon-incarnate!”
“My my, that insult is far too sophisticated for you! Did you finally grow a brain?”
“I alway had a brain you b-tch!” Toonka leaped in the air in anger, and missed her once again.
“What foul language,” the mage manifested a staff, “I should teach you some manners!” Twirling her staff summoned a ray of spells; casting lighting in the field—all which Toonka managed to avoid. How lucky.
“Damn you woman!” Toonka screamed as he barely missed a bolt.
“Hehehe…HAHAHAHA!” The girl laughed hysterically with tears in her eyes. She loved to see people from above, scramble like ants.
“Hahaha...ahhh. Dear me, I haven’t had this much fun in a while,” she said, wiping away a tear that had formed.
An orb suddenly appeared next to the mage flashing in alert.
“Hmmm…” in amusement she took it into her hands, one hand gracefully waving above it. An image appeared on the sphere; a red haired male was shown through the ball—he seems to be inside the Magic Tower.
“Dear me, if it isn't my sweet love,” she looks at Toonka after making the crystal ball disappear, “sorry, little Toonka, seems our playtime needs to be paused and rescheduled to a later date. Hope you can keep entertaining me. Ta ta~”
Casting a spell, she disappeared slowly to the disgust of the man she bid farewell to.
She had done it on purpose.
“GET BACK HERE YOU WRETCH!”
The twentieth floor, the master of the magic tower’s room.
“I-I thought I was going to die…!!”
A young mouse-dwarf child had almost seen his soul ascending to the heavens above a few seconds prior, when his tiny body was lifted off the ground and flew to the top of the magic tower.
He stepped back trying to ground himself. He bumped into someone, making him turn around apologetically.
“I-I’m sorry,” he turned around only to see a cat.
“Meoow.”
His eyes meet the gaze I casted at him.
“...”
“Ah.”
How awkward.
“There is one more floor in the magic tower,” the kid said, diverting his embarrassing moment. 
“Then is the twenty-first floor the master's room?” I, in all my mercy, went on with my business like nothing happened. This was much appreciated by the boy.
“No, that’s not what we call it.”
“Then what do you call it?” I questioned him.
The real room of the master of the magic tower. A place that even the non-wizard alliance hasn’t found; a room no one knew the existence of.
At Least, that was the only thing that was stated in Birth of a Hero.
“Ground Zero,” a high pitched voice responded.
“We call it Ground Zero.”
It doesn't belong to the child, nor could it have come from him–since he didn’t know the room's actual name–the cats did not speak in this form, they knew better than that.
I can recognize that voice even if I become half deaf…
“[Name]...” I called the name of the intruder, facing her as she appeared from a mist that manifested out of thin air.
“Hello,” She smiled innocently, “it’s been a while…dear Cale.”
I stare at her with a suspicion of a hundred detectives. “What are you doing here?”
The children recoil behind me. The mouse: scared out of his mind; The cats: hissing at the intruder.
She had been causing nothing but wreck since the day I met her.
“Awww… did you not miss me?” She pouted.
“No.” I said bluntly.
In truth, although she is destructive, she’s never killed anyone. She may act like an evil witch, but she’ll alway cast barriers to protect.
The reason she acts like she does is still a mystery, even to me.
“Bo-hoo…” She pouted. She quickly got over it and spoke, “So, Want the treasure of this tower now? You know, if you called for me beforehand, I would have shown you the way.”
“Then take me there.”
“Nope,” She smiled teasingly at me. Honestly…can’t I just have a day without a headache. “If I did, you would just leave right after, leaving me all alone in this empty tower.”
“Then what do you propose?” I inquired.
“Well… I want to join your little fiasco.”
“*HISS*” the cats hissed at her. They really don’t like her.
I narrowed my eyes on her. I can’t deny that she would be really useful if she joined us. But on the contrary, the people of the anti-wizard organization would look at us in a not so good light. Tonka is my main problem. If I let her in, Toonka will follow me until the end of the world for, quote-on-quote, “betraying him.”
I don’t need more problems. But his majesty would kill me if he found out I didn’t recruit her in. Luck isn't on my side this time.
“You can join.”
“Oh, I knew you wouldn't let me—wait, what?” she paused, looking at me incredulously. “What did you say?”
“I said you can join,” I repeated.
“...”
“...”
“...”
“I CAN JOIN?!?!?!?”
We flinched back.
Jeez… Wasn’t it her idea in the first place? Why is she acting like this after I said yes? Honestly… I’ll never understand a woman’s mind.
“..yes,” I said slowly to not ignite another yell.
She jumped up and down while squealing in excitement.
“Oh, I have to go and pack my things!” she summoned her staff, with a swing in the air she started to disappear the same way she appeared. “See you soon love! Next time I’ll ask for your ring size!~”
“Oh, and little Mueller?” she spoke to the boy hiding behind me.
“Yes..!” he shrieked.
“Open up Ground Zero for Cale, will you?” She then fully vanished.
“*sigh…*” I turn to look at Mueller. “Well? Are you going to open ground zero, or not?”
“Ah! Y-yes, right away!” he scurried off to do what he was told.
What have I gotten myself into?
"Human, do you want me to obliviate her?"
"No!"
Fin
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pseudo-satisfaction · 3 months ago
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