#original source: the mirror

[elennemigo]

Benedict and Olivia Colman recently seen on set, filming "The Roses" 👀

[divorcedtom]

daniel molloy version of k3nd4llr0y’s logan roy rollin with the lgbt edit

[exgirlfiend]

genuine question would yall be interested if I made a master doc of all of the cultural references in wotww (or at least the ones I can recognize) complete with links to name origins and visual comparisons for locations and architecture. I <3 doing deep dives into the references behind the character names and the real world locations and time periods each area is inspired by

[cappycodeart]

I got tired of circling back to frustration over my nitpicks on the f&c series so I OC’d my boy. Whoops. 😅💦. I'll still post stuff in the future about the AT version because I still have a lot of doodles I haven't posted yet and doodle ideas I want to draw!!... Buuuuuut in the meantime my brain gears have been turning hardcore over incorporating this version into my OC-verse... he's a silly astronaut now <3

[vignetted]

edit: DISREGARD. [REDACTED]

[villainanders]

TRYING to make a post abt the seb thoughts in my head but it’s incoherent

[bullet-proof-gay]

I can't find a source for this specifically, however it might please you to know he bursts into tears regularly according to his biography and he was visibly close to tears when interviewed recently about the stock plummeting

[homeofthelonelywriter]

The boys still couldn’t believe it. They had just taken down Makarov, Johnny barely surviving it, and now they were somewhere in America, in a beach house with a strip of private beach. All curtesy of Kate, apparently it belonged to her family but was hardly used, so the boys using it was a welcome change.

They had been uncertain if they wanted to accept the (paid for) vacation, but after they all finally got released from the hospital, Price decided it was time for a break and some relaxation. So, they packed their bags and flew to the States. Kate had given them a brief introduction on what was where over the phone and the excitement grew, especially when she mentioned that there was scuba diving equipment.

So, the moment they arrived, after quickly dumping their stuff in the entry way and changing, they grabbed the equipment and set out into the waters. Even Simon couldn’t suppress a small smile or hide his excitement. At first, they stayed fairly close to the surface, but after Johnny saw a colorful fish he wanted to follow, they continued on into deeper waters. And that was when they heard it.

At first, it sounded like a wounded animal, but nothing like anything they had heard before. Either way, a sudden protectiveness coursed through them as they followed the sound to the source. And then they saw it. Or rather her. You.

Your tail had gotten stuck in an abandoned fishing net and you couldn’t get out. Originally, you had tried to reach your people with your cries, but no one came. Well, except for these four men suddenly in front of you. The few encounters you had with humans so far, had never ended well, so no one could blame you when you shrunk back in fear, reaching for the dagger that usually rested in its sheath on your hip, but you had lost it when you tried to free yourself earlier.

The men and you starred at each other for a few moments, before one of them approached. Immediately you tried to swim away, momentarily forgetting about the net, but you were immediately pulled back as the rope cut into your scales. A pained wail escaped you, as blood slowly seeped into the water. The man quickly raised his hands, before slowly gesturing to the net and then to his thigh, where you could see a small knife. You could see his eyebrows raise, as if asking for permission, and you slowly nodded, hoping that they would just let you go afterwards.

He mirrored your nod, before slowly approaching you and taking out his knife. With precision that was unknown to you, he cut through the rope until you were free. Out of reflex, you darted away, your tail swishing hard enough to send the man back a bit, making him loose his grip on the knife and you watched as it disappeared into the darkness. You glanced back at the four, before diving into the darkness, after the knife. Along with it, you found your dagger, which you put back in its place, before swimming back up, just to see the four still there, as if they hadn’t moved. Slowly, you swam up to the man who freed you and held out the knife with both hands, a small smile gracing your lips.

He took it from you, nodding in thanks. After one more glance over all of them, you turned around and swam back to your home, taking a few detours in case they were following you. But when you came to rest later that day, you mind stayed with the men. No matter what you did, you couldn’t stop thinking about them. And little did you know that they had the exact same problem.

Pt. 2 Pt. 3

A/N: Inspired by a post by @beloveds-embrace. Should I continue this?

[suppermariobroth]

In Super Mario 64 DS, normally only Mario can fight King Boo to obtain the key to unlock Luigi. When Mario enters the boss battle room, he sees that his reflection in a large mirror changes to look like Luigi. Internally, this is accomplished by mirroring the movement of the control points ("bones") of Mario's model and simply applying the bones to a Luigi model instead. Since the two are so similar in build, the result appears natural.

However, if glitches are used to bring Wario into the boss battle instead, it becomes apparent that this method was not designed to work with anyone except Mario. Since Wario's bones are arranged very differently from Mario's, Luigi's model becomes distorted and unnatural upon copying them, as seen in the screenshot.

Note that the screenshot was taken by increasing the internal resolution of the game and this could not be seen in such clarity on original hardware.

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[stars-obsession-pit]

“You have your father’s eyes”

Demon twins AU where Danny was created to be “spare parts” for Damian in case of any need for organ transplants.

Damian wasn’t aware of this at first; he thought they were regular siblings. Even once the first pieces were transplanted, he was lied to about their source.

And by the time he finally realized, it was far too late to change anything.

It should have been an innocuous comment—just a random Gotham socialite saying he had his father’s eyes. But then something clicked into place in his mind, and he sprinted for the bathroom before he emptied the contents of his stomach.

Because these weren’t his eyes. His original pair had been lost, replaced with new ones provided by the League. He’d never asked about the source, never let himself consider the truth that literally stared back at him every time he looked in the mirror.

He’d been given Danyal’s eyes.

[qinnyanimation]

“Ugliness”

Cw: Blood , eye horror (?) ,

Hephaestus comic! This is my own interpretation of his birth. And a little peek on Hera’s character.

I’ll be talking about my interpretation a bit right down here!

I’ve always had this interpretation of his birth for like almost 3 years now. His ugliness in the original source is actually him being disabled (not so sure about details due to a lot of different sources but it’s involved his legs) I still kept it in his design. But rather I think his so called ugliness has nothing with his physical condition but rather his very own existence. He’s not a child of Hera, he’s the personification or physical form of Hera’s spiraling emotions in her marriage.

All the things she ignored and refused to acknowledge about herself, desperately hiding it inside finally bursting out (Maybe it’s her having a meltdown one day about her suppressed emotions) and then there appeared this child. Made out of her tears and suffering. Mirror the very same thing she despise so much about herself. The ugliest part of her she desperately try to turn away. Led to her throwing him out of Mount Olympus.

And maybe his anger and attempt to get revenge on Hera is actually part of himself being Hera’s own self-hatred boiling deep inside him.

Hera used to love her role as the goddess. She used to be kind and gentle. Maybe she still is deep down, there are always the gentle mother left deep inside all the broken shells of what she used to be.

[hrrtshape]

the barbie doll theory of self-concept.

in other words, the doctrine of self-concept, an airtight business plan, a smoke-and-mirrors operation, a hostile takeover of the psyche. full control, leveraged buyout. you, ltd. you, inc. you, an entity so exquisitely tailored to its own mythos that it ceases to be a person and becomes a brand, a movement, a trick of the light. the body is a boardroom, the soul is a stock option. the self? an asset. undervalued. prime for acquisition.

you are customisable down to the last detail. skin-tone slider, eye-shape toggle, voice modulation settings set to "low, warm, hypnotic." every version of you is a prototype, a limited edition, a one-of-one collector’s item with a bespoke finish. beta tested, A/B split, finessed in post. no imperfections, only intentional design choices. you are plastic, you are fantastic, you are fully modular and infinitely iteratable. each trait a negotiable commodity, each flaw a brandable quirk. you don’t just adapt to trends. you are the trend.

you are the blueprint, the architect, the first mover and the final word. your reality is not a negotiation; it is a decree. the world does not happen to you, you happen to the world. it shifts, bends, contorts under the sheer force of your self-concept. perception is reality, and perception is yours to command. this is not wishful thinking. this is physics. this is law. universal. immutable. undeniable.

you are not hoping. you are not wanting. you are deciding. and decision is creation. every thought a prototype, every belief an assembly line, every assumption a factory press stamping out the inevitable. you think it, therefore it is. nothing more, nothing less.

do you know what you are? you are the protagonist. this is not a delusion; this is a statement of fact. you are the name in the credits. you are the golden girl in the third act. everyone else is a plot device, a warm body in the wings, a well-placed reaction shot. it is so easy. so insultingly, absurdly easy. what you assume, you become. what you declare, materialises. these are the terms, this is the fine print. read it and weep. or don’t. we don’t do weeping here.

this is not self-improvement. self-improvement is a midrange racket, a scam for people who think they need fixing. you don’t need fixing. you need better lighting. you need sharper dialogue. you need a rewrite on that third act monologue, the one where you say something so devastatingly final that even the audience forgets to breathe. you need to take the pen.

you are not waiting in the wings. you are not the understudy. you are not sending out résumés for the role of yourself. you are the icon, the main event, the limited-release collector’s doll still in its original packaging, mint condition, impossible to replicate, already priceless.

the world will try to tell you otherwise. it will tell you that you are just another iteration, another mass-produced model rolling off the assembly line of existence. it will insist that you are interchangeable, dispensable, a supporting character in somebody else’s three-act structure.

and that’s where you can laugh.

because they don’t get it. they’ve never gotten it.

you are not up for debate. you are not a hypothesis. you are the inevitable conclusion. you are the source code. you are malibu dream house with an ocean view, pink corvette with the custom interior, every accessory sold separately but still fully yours.

and if reality refuses to match your vision?

you don’t shrink. you don’t settle. you don’t negotiate with a world that has the audacity to misunderstand you.

you simply restyle, reshoot, and rewrite until the universe falls in line.

because you are the protagonist.

and the protagonist always gets the final cut.

[the-music-maniac]

It is very exhausting being in western fandom spaces sometimes. Tell me why I just wanted to enjoy a cute oubing ship vid on tiktok, and half the comments section was about people saying you can't ship them???

I wanna complain into the void, so here's a comprehensive of why Oubing/藕饼/Lotus Root Cake is fine (and even if it wasn't, why I don't give a shit):

(Spoiler warning for Nezha 2)

1. "You can't ship them cause they're brothers'": No, they are not brothers. Not by any definition of the word. Not by blood - not even sworn brothers technically, because they only refer to each other as best friends. They each have their own parents - those parents are not related to each other in any way, shape, or form. One of them is a freaking dragon, an entirely different species. Also, they're technically made of lotuses now. They weren't raised together either. Clarifying this point feels ridiculous.

2. "But they used to be part of the chaos pearl": If you wanted to define them by any type of relationship, they are soulmates. This is not me trying to spin them romantically, I mean they are literally soulmates. Their spirits are each half of a single Chaos Pearl, and they each represent opposite halves. They are literally soulmates and yin and yang.

3. "But they're children!": Are they three years old? Yes - and also no. (this is edited: I saw an official post that did say their ages were 3, not 6). They've been alive for centuries as a chaos pearl. I need you to understand that the original entity we saw at the beginning of Nezha 1, IS a creature that has been alive for thousands of years. They had personality too while they were fighting Taiyi. They were made into the pearls by the cauldron. Now, their mortal bodies as we understand it, is 3 (again edited. I originally said 6 cause I wasn't sure whether or not to count the 3 years of pregnancy). But because they're not really human, and their developmental stages therefore don't mirror a human, the movie shows them maturing into an adult form in the span of about 3 years. How do we know this? Ao Bing is the same age as Nezha, and he went from a baby to his adult form in those 3 years. The only reason Nezha is still in a child form is because he has the qiankun circle suppressing him. This is also the reason that putting the circle on his wrist releases his adult form. Also it's sort of maybe implied by the end of Nezha 2 that he may stay permanently in his adult form, since he reformed his body into it while he was in The Soup™. I dunno how accurate this part is so I suppose we'll see by Nezha 3. I would like to point out further that no three year old talks or acts like they do. Ao Bing and Nezha have very complete vocabularies, and are able to understand the complexities of their circumstances. They're both new to the world in this form, but they're not at the mental capacity of a 3 year old. It's like if you were dropped into a new form of existence with an adult brain.

4. "Nooo, why are you shipping them now": This ship is NOT NEW. It's been around since at least 2019. It is WILDLY popular in China. Back when Nezha 1 first came out, oubing literally won an award for best couple. I want you to understand the scale - from my understanding, they beat wangxian in cql. Y'all can correct me if I got this part wrong because I can't find the source of where I read this information, but if it's true, that's wild. I know the award part is correct. There was an official shampoo ad that reads like a shipping comic. Now that Nezha 2 came out, it is still one of the most popular ships. Every other post on my social media has been about Nezha 2 and at least half of that has been Oubing. There are over 2000 chinese fics on ao3 currently. Stop with this "why are you shipping them now", WE'VE BEEN SHIPPING THEM.

5. "It's not canon.": Not that I give a shit what's canon or even what the original creator thinks about shipping usually, but Jiaozi, aka the director of the movie, has stated that while he wrote Nezha and Ao Bing to just be a friendship that he thinks it is fine if people ship them. I'm pretty sure he also said something along the lines of 'people can interpret things how they want' or something.

6. Even if all of the points I made were not the case, I cannot stress enough how little I care about what someone should or should not ship. If you don't like it, just block the fanart/fic/video and move on. I promise society will not crumble because someone decides to ship two fictional characters from a mythology movie. We will be fine.

(Also if you see anyone in the chinese fandom write 藕饼cp, the cp stands for "couple". Just to clarify. They use different terms for shipping in chinese fandoms, they'll say they "ke CP" aka ship a couple)

Some of the comments I've seen make me wonder if people have even watched the movies. 'You can't ship them cause they're brothers', god don't make me laugh.

Don't let them find out that the chinese fandom is also shipping Ao Bing and Nezha from the 1979 cartoon, they'd lose their minds.

[sagistrology]

𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲,

𝐩𝐭 𝐈𝐈

(the following observations are kept general)

♱ w. pluto in aquarius we might see the height of absurd microtrends (short influx, cheap production), devoid of originality. a fast paced cycle, replicating past authenticity - creating a shell of meaning rather than an homage. separation.

♱ keep an eye on how medicine and esp. holistic treatments develop. topics dealing with death and its philosophical meaning might be seen as a more integral part of life. (pluto in aquarius)

♱ saturn dominants can appear detached or aloof; when they're selective, seeking stability in ways that do not (!) mirror the distress or hostility experienced in their formative years (neglect, unpredictability, abuse).

♱ saturn conjunct ascendant being the 'consequence', and served 'justice' according to one's actions - casting you as judge, defendant, and witness. extremely elegant, private, and humble.

♱ no bigger insult than the betrayal of one's values. to stoop 'low' is to lower (and harm) oneself, knowing that we all reap what we sow - whether 'positive' or 'negative'. protected by saturn.

♱ obsessed, ‘grounded’, devoted – what’s more earth bound than human intimacy? soil (earth) holds water (emotion), earth placements are deeply committed. mars in earth signs = stamina.

♱ a cancer ascendant's appearance fluctuates when there’s change happening internally, e.g. by a circumstance affecting them. emotionality is inherent. heavy on introspection, intuition, divinity, femininity, ‘archetype’ of the mother. it’s about nurturing the ‘self’, in the first house of identity. care is non-negotiable.

♱ the second house is tied to how the voice is used to ‘attain’, whether for wealth, status, possession, or seduction. water and earth both are resources. abundance within, knowing that you’re the ‘source’, building ‘status’, ‘prestige’, from nothing - you’re the asset. currencies can lose value.

[zepskies]

A SIMPLE TOUCH

Pairing: Soldier Boy (Ben) x Reader

Summary: Annie still has reservations about Ben, and you dating him for that matter…until she sees it.

AN: Surprise drabble! Dipping back into the BMD-verse for a sec. Chronologically, it's set sometime after In the Dark.

Prompt from @lifeonawhim: The reader is physically affectionate. (BMD) Ben sees this, tries to give her that comfort, and it just surprises everyone—how Ben is a source of comfort for her, even though he’s quite literally the strongest man.

Originally posted on Patreon: 1/01/25

Word Count: 600

Tags/Warnings: Angst, hurt/comfort, fluff

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Annie was loyal to a fault. For that reason, she was still skeptical about Soldier Boy—about Ben, even after Vought Tower collapsed.

You might’ve been living with him now, but that didn’t mean he was safe, or even a good enough man for you.

She watched you closely in concern while the team filed onto the small private plane. It was set to take you all from northern Pennsylvania back down to New York. You weren’t injured, but in a way, you were still walking wounded.

The rogue supe that the Supe Affairs team was called in to catch had destroyed an office building. You, M.M., and Frenchie had saved a handful of people while Ben and the rest of the team handled the supe. But a young woman slipped right through your fingers off a balcony, falling to the pavement from three stories high.

You still remembered the look of shock cross her face. It was frozen there, even after her body lay prone on the cement. Her blue eyes, perfect mirrors of didn’t see that coming.

That was the picture you couldn’t get out of your head.

Now, you were moving slow, your face tired and drawn. Annie was about to ask if you were okay, even though she knew the answer full well.

Ben reached out his hand to you first. He was ahead of you in the aisle, having put his carry-on bag and yours in the overhead bin. You looked at his hand, and then up at him.

“Come ‘ere,” he said, his voice deep and steady. It steadied you, along with his hand around yours. He guided you not into the seat next to him, but onto his lap. By now he’d changed out of his suit, leaving him in jeans and a dark gray sweater you picked out for him, rolled up to his elbows.

Annie sat with Hughie across the aisle, but she had you and Ben in the corner of her eye. She marveled at the way he was holding you, seeming to know you needed the contact. With a sigh, you allowed yourself to lay against his chest while his warm hand ran up and down your back. A simple touch was all you needed to relax in his arms.

“Don’t mind me. Just gonna sleep for about ten years,” you murmured against his chest. You laid a hand over his heart, silently thanking him as your fingers drifted back and forth.

Ben’s lips quirked upwards. “Just try not to drool on me. New shirt, you know.”

Despite yourself, that managed to make you smile, huffing a laugh. You shoved his shoulder in retaliation. “I don’t drool.”

He knew for a fact that you did, but he just smirked. He sunk his fingers into your hair and inhaled the familiar floral scent of your shampoo.

“Get some shut-eye,” he rumbled. “We’ll be home soon.”

His thumb brushed your cheek, encouraging you to rest. So you did. Your eyes closed on you after you let go of a deep, even breath.

In the grand scheme of things, it was a nothing moment. This was a man who had crumbled two skyscrapers and scarred Hughie for life. (He’d never be able to listen to Air Supply again, pretty much for as long as he lived.)

And yet, maybe it meant Annie could stop worrying so much about your judgment where Ben was concerned.

Only much later, she would realize that this was the moment she actually started to trust him.

AN: I want to get back into BMD world for a longer visit, hopefully soon. 💚💚

Keep Reading in the BMD-verse:

Next in line, we have a fun, fluffy, angsty, smutty, 3-part Christmas special, Love Actually:

Summary: Ben gets in late on Christmas Eve with a Grinch-like attitude, but you’re determined to force some holiday cheer into his system. At least, you hope you can, before he meets the rest of your dysfunctional family on Christmas Day.

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[demilypyro]

MLP lore lesson: This male hourglass cutiemark pony. Most fans of the show will know him, but I think this lore might be funny to learn for people who weren't part of the fandom at the time.

He was originally a generic townie that appeared in some episodes as a random passerby. The fandom decided he resembled David Tennant as The Doctor on Doctor Who, taking the hourglass cutiemark as a reference to time travel, and thus the fans named him Doctor Whooves. In fanworks, he was commonly paired up with "Derpy Hooves", another popular background pony, mirroring The Doctor's MO of traveling with a female companion.

Like many popular fan-interpretations of the background ponies, this fanon was eventually semi-canonized in copyright-safe ways in later seasons. They started giving him accessories that referenced different Doctors, such as David Tennant's tie and 3D glasses, Tom Baker's scarf, and Matt Smith's bow tie.

Finally, in the season 5 episode Slice of Life, he was canonically referred to as "Doc" and "Doctor", as well as researching time travel alongside Derpy Hooves, as clear nods to the fandom.

Though the character is usually referred to as "Time Turner" in official sources, there are at least a few instances of the character being officially referred to as "Doctor Whooves" or "Doctor Hooves", such as in figures and on a trading card. There is also a comic where he appears on a variant cover with multiple Doctor Who references, such as a Weeping Angel and a street lamp that resembles the Tardis.