#prima visione

[tremaghi]

Il film della vita non dà repliche, è solo una prima visione (Celestino Ostini)

Ci sono delle persone che apparentemente entrano nella tua vita per caso e pensi che ci restino giusto il tempo per svolgere il proprio compito. A volte non è così e dopo qualche anno ritrovi per caso quella persona e la scopri completamente diversa da come l’avevi conosciuta.É il caso di Celestino, sindacalista che aveva seguito mio marito in una vertenza che si era risolta positivamente grazie…

[diari0deglierrori]

[dichtefichten]

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[cerebrodigital]

[mchiti]

è veramente brutto vedere musulmani italiani fare battute omofobe, ed è anche brutto per me vedere gli italiani rispondere loro con un sottotono che è chiaramente razzista ma tu stai lì nel mezzo perché non sei come loro, ma leggi cose che comunque offendono anche te, e non c'è niente da difendere e c'è tanto lavoro culturale da fare però hey...tante persone educated e sane come me esistono quindi please non chiamate tutti in causa perché io non c'entro niente.........cioè è proprio brutto brutto che ti senti in dovere di dissociarti........mi infastidisce così tanto

[primepaginequotidiani]

PRIMA PAGINA Il Gazzettino di Oggi lunedì, 25 novembre 2024

[pinksilvace]

Friends and I floated the idea of an ALW-themed Just Dance game and I'm thinking about it so hard right now

[marcogiovenale]

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Venerdì 30 giugno, Sabato 1 luglio e Domenica 2 luglio Fuori Orario cose (mai) viste / Rai 3 presenta in PRIMA VISIONE TV RUSHES DI OTELLO In tre notti consecutive, circa 15 ore di girato dell’Otello di Carmelo Bene, filmate negli studi Rai di Torino nel 1979. Le nottate NON saranno disponibili su Raiplay nei giorni successivi alla messa in onda. da https://t.ly/Aalv (L’orecchio mancante) La…

[ybklix]

𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐀

★ pairing: chris bahng & lee minho x popstar!femreader

✦𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: Prima donna: someone who demands to be treated in a special way and is difficult to please.

The sweet and perverse play of a life hidden behind an acclaimed character created by someone.

Minho Lee, a frustrated young writer working in one of the most important music magazines, is about to find out what’s really going on behind the scenes of the mysterious girl everyone is wondering about.

With small steps in your career, you are discovered by a famous producer under the pseudonym CB97, whose vision of work is very specific and quite peculiar… yet you succeed in becoming a rising star, who manages to spark the public's curiosity. Hiding little secrets under the image of a mysterious internet girl with an angelic voice and face.

Once Minho is challenged to come up with a really good story to keep his job, he finds your unusual videos on the internet, wondering if he could have a chance to meet you… only to find himself with no way out, immerse in a dark world, hidden and full of beauty and desire.

♡ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 - 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut, angst, daddy kink, soft bdsm, sex toys, sextape, est. relationship, cheating, threesomes, mention of sex workers, sugar daddy, dom!chan, toxic relationship, reader is slightly a nymphomaniac (current warnings appearing in each chapter).

♡⋆˙ FIC MASTERLIST

❀ inspired by the early career of poppy, the singer and her “weird” yt videos back in 2016, electra heart by marina and the diamonds and almost famous film.

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current warnings: daddy kink, pet names, suggestive smut.

word count: 860

♡ PROLOGUE ♡

“Perfect, beautiful, but I feel you can do better, let’s do it again just one more time” your boyfriend said in a soft tone, focused on all his recording equipment watching once more your video, you nodded determined and quickly arranged your two pigtails back on your shoulders, “In three... two...”

You went back to your role and acted according to the script previously studied to perfection written by your boyfriend. It wasn’t rocket science, your videos were never longer than three minutes, and this was one of those that came out in one continuous take, but Chris, your boyfriend, was a total perfectionist freak.

Once you heard him say “Cut,” you felt yourself breathe again and were a little tired of the bright set lighting hitting your face.

“This is the good one, babygirl, you did excellent, I just edit it and it’s done” he said, cheering you on and still focused on his computer.

You approached him, this time he was so focused on the result of the video that he didn’t go straight to you to pamper you which seemed strange to you, like something empty, you missed his affection and compliments every time you did something well, or every time you did your job well and didn't complicate it for him too much.

You admired him, his handsome side profile, you sighed, you were dying to call him by his name, but he didn’t like when you called him that at all, according to him, it was like a lack of affection towards him.

“Daddy” you tried to catch his attention, stretching his clothes a little but he was still engrossed watching every detail of your recorded video, “Daddy” you called him again in a more needy tone.

“What’s wrong little one?” he replied without paying attention to you, deftly moving his long fingers on his computer.

“Did I do it right?” you asked.

“Of course you did, babygirl, I’m almost about to post it...”

“Then why don’t you show me how much you like it?” you whined, knowing full well that tone made every part of his body tremble.

He finally turned to look at you, your expression with a slight pout, your eyes bright, it was obvious you wanted sex to which Chris smirked as he couldn’t believe you were insatiable, you had a huge sexual appetite, you could last hours and hours, round after round until he left your body completely tired, until you cried and begged for no more. But you couldn’t help it, he had made you that way, he created you, from your dyed hair, to your feet with your socks and shoes on that he chose and dressed you in them. You were all his.

For a year now, you had this kind of relationship that was a little abnormal, but you were turned on by every part of it. It was a routine you kept, but besides the sex your favorite part was making music with your boyfriend, being able to share creative ideas, and ending up completely fascinated with the great work he did with your voice.

“That’s what you want, huh, babygirl?” Chris raised his eyebrows, running his tongue around the inside of his mouth watching you with desire, making your pussy throb under his penetrating gaze, “Wasn’t the good morning daddy gave you enough for you?”

You shook energetically, your heart racing at the thought of being touched again by him, igniting in you an inner flame that could only be extinguished by reaching your so intense orgasm that your daddy always makes sure you reach.

“I want more, daddy please, don’t I deserve a reward?”

“Mmm, the video wasn’t that hard to act...” he commented teasing you a little.

“Daddy, pleaseee” you begged, you were so wet that if he refused to touch you, you’d go to your room to lock in and give yourself an orgasm, without caring about breaking one of his rules, either way a very painful but sizzling hot punishment awaited you every time you broke one of them.

“Okay, come here” Chris turned from his chair, putting his body in front of you.

You moved closer, almost in a jump of happiness, wrapping your arms around his neck, Chris wrapped his arms around your body, squeezing it and dropping his heavy strong arms in you.

“What does my princess want?” he asked, close to your lips, brushing his big nose against yours.

“I don’t know, daddy, you decide...”

Chris moved one of his hands down to your wet center, starting to stroke your clit, making you gasp and moan.

“You’re so wet... You want daddy to play with you, don’t you?”

You bit your lip, aroused, every muscle in your pussy throbbing, so needy at his slightest touch. You loved him, you worship him.

You didn’t believe that anything or anyone could break such a bond between you. He knew absolutely everything about you, or at least you were so blinded as to believe so. But trying to figure him out was a constant game that sometimes you had to lose. And gosh, you really fucking hate to lose.

[zenderstorm]

guess my favourite prime

if he’s also your favourite prime i think you should read my fic bro…

basically my thesis is that, lord prima, being the “Embodiment of Primus’ Divinity Itself”, has a sort of biblical-angel-not-knowing-how-to-act-normal air about him. Do you see my vision

Stemming from this original idea in my drafts:

bonus it’s narrated by sentinel so that if i ever get to the killing primes part or the part where he gets jumped by the primes in the well of allsparks we will have full view of his panic and fear

bonus part 2 this stupid thing

prima propaganda ! spread !

[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

Olive Thomas (The Flapper)— There’s something about her that’s just so beautifully genuine, like you could reach out through the screen and touch her hand. She was a showgirl-turned-Hollywood-star who died a mysterious death, and now she haunts the New Amsterdam Theater. I’ve actually met her ghost— she seems pretty sweet!

Francesca Bertini (Assunta Spina, Countess Sara, The Last Diva)— There is no Diva like an Italian Diva and Francesca Bertini was the prima diva of the genre known as Italian genre cinema. Just watch her fill the screen with her face and her body in glorious close-up. Dressed in impossible floating draperies, conveying impossible depths of emotion, this is the kind of cinema that mesmerised audiences a hundred years ago. She's so free physically in the space of the screen, absolutely commanding - this is a vision of powerful woman that demands your adoration.

This is round 1 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut]

Olive Thomas propaganda:

Olive Thomas was one of the OG Hollywood starlets, and the only woman to seriously challenge Mary Pickford for Hollywood Queen supremacy. She was known for her stunning face and long ringlet hair, which is pretty amazing considering she was also the original flapper girl (so-called because of HER in the movie The Flapper!). She was also one of the first big Hollywood scandals, because her death was/is very suspicious and the idea that she might have died in a drunken accident (or been murdered by Mary Pickford's brother) was considered beyond the ability for "middle Americans" to understand. WE STAN A GORGEOUS MYSTERIOUS FLAPPER QUEEN!

Francesca Bertini propaganda:

[spiritlion]

Megatronus/Solus/Prima

do you see my vision?!!

[lets-try-some-writing]

Gotta ask about A Vision of Past and Future because I love some good Solus/Fallen angst.

(For this)

I freaking love A Vision of Past and Future. Honestly I am distraught at the lack of Solus/Megatronus stuff, so I opted to fix that. Anyway, this fic is technically part of a series, but the way it is written means it can stand alone. I do most of the writing, but my co-author helps a great deal with planning. The whole focus is on the first ever family formed on Cybertron. That family happens to be the trio that is Solus, Megatronus Prime, and the Thirteenth Prime.

Most of the story follows the development of their family unit and a few other things such as the roots of written language and other small inventions made by this family that continued into the future. It explores Solus and Megatronus discovering what it is to love while Thirteen worms his way into their lives as an apprentice and eventually comes to be like a son to them. But of course, history is history and in the end, this fic will show what exactly led to the fall of this first ever family unit and the chaos of that broken connection.

(I really need to stop making Alpha Trion be kinda evil)

Anyway, here is a snippet from a few chapters ahead.

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"Thirteen, what are you doing?" Solus stood up from her chair in concern as the last of the Primes remained firmly in place. He stood firmly before the gathered assembly of Primes, his armor shifting to accommodate him as he reached up to touch his faux vocalizer.

"Solus, be seated. I believe the youngest of our number has something to say." Prima gestured for Solus to settle down and Megatronus clutched the edge of his seat in concern. This was highly unusual. Thirteen had only been given his faux vocalizer a few cycles ago. What could he possibly have to say to all the Primes?

"But-" Solus began before Megatronus reached over and gently grasped her servo. He shook his helm and pulled her slowly into her seat to watch as Thirteen steeled himself. The youngest of the Primes seemed to vent deeply, the glowing orbs that served as his optics flashing white as he prepared. His faux vocalizer spit static as he focused on it. Then, after a moment of tense silence, Megatronus heard his ward speak his name for the very first time.

"I am Optimus Prime, and no longer shall I remain voiceless."

[dichtefichten]

out there

[abr]

Cerimonia d'apertura delle Olimpiadi: ovvero il mondo secondo la visione di Zan, agli antipodi da quella Zen.

Tanto insostenibilmente pesante, fragorosa, opprimente oppressiva "ciao mamma guarda come mi diverto" la prima, quanto minimal equilibrata meditativa davvero rispettosa delle diversity, non importandone una a scapito delle altre, è la seconda. Adolescenza vs. maturità.

Ringraziamo il governo parigino (non francese) per averci illustrato chiaramente il NON progetto cui chiedono di rassegnarci: la città-ghetto onnivora, celebrante un costante gaypride, coi borghesi detenuti nella città in 15 minuti a fingersi felici di 'sta baracconata INSOSTENIBILE in quanto STERILE, quindi a debito.

Lasciateli fare: confessano sempre tutto da soli, spontaneamente.

[lillified]

im a HUGE huge fan of your work and insane story building, it always blows my mind

sadly i do not have the same advanced brain and never know where to start with story questions but was wondering what you were doing with the original Primes?

that’s a great question!

so there’s a lot of prime lore (and some that is intentionally a secret for now) but i can give you the basic gist:

The 13 original Primes are, as far as history is concerned, the first and most perfect Cybertronian organisms. Modern Cybertronians are not descended from these Primes, but rather parallel related (think of their ancestors as cousins instead of children). In Cybertronian religion and society they serve as the third arm of the Godhand, a spiritual concept that explains divinity as a concept that exists outside of time, asserting itself in the past, present, and future. The Primes are the present.

The original Primes are as follows:

(Note that all primes who died before the Quintesson reign are presented without a gender, as they never described themselves with Quintesson binary language)

VECTOR

The chronological first Prime, though as an entity Vector may exist at all times simultaneously. The least is known about them, as, according to Lore, their physical form atrophied early in history, and their individual parts scattered in space. Several of their parts are held by different entities, with the most notable being the Warp Cores, volatile Spark-like artifacts that facilitate the transfer of matter across time and space.

PRIMA

One-half of the first Twin Spark. Prima was held in high esteem by other Primes for their relative seniority and ambition, as well as their vision for Cybertron’s future. Their side was the victor in the first Great War, and their personal ideas about creation, divinity, society, and hierarchy are baked into the modern Cybertronian system. Despite their importance, they died with little fanfare before the Quintesson takeover. Their spark also served as the base material for the first Matrix of Leadership, and fragments of it exist in every subsequent Matrix.

MEGATRONUS

The second half of the original Twin Spark. Where Prima was bold, charismatic and belligerent, Megatronus was quiet, contemplative and philosophical. Not much is known about their life other than that they were part of one of the first combined pairs, they opposed Prima in the first Great War, and their Spark had the unique “null” property. The “null” spark, also known as the Null Core, seemingly cannot be absorbed or duplicated: any internal contact with the Null Core, even a small fragment of it, will cause the host body to rapidly die. Megatronus utilized this ability with their Null Blaster arm, which fired pieces of their spark to certainly kill any Cybertronian life form it targeted. The current whereabouts of the Null Core and the Null Blaster are unknown, although the energy properties it possessed were studied and replicated in some of the first Cybertronian weapons.

QUINTUS

Quintus was revered for his brilliant scientific mind and incredible ambition. His study into the creation of life and its properties formed the basis for almost all of Cybertron’s early life sciences. Though his ultimate goal to create a living Spark from nothing was never achieved, his advanced study into the functional properties of Cybertronian life was the basis for everything from the first Matrix of Leadership to the eventual wide-scale mechanization of all life on Cybertron. He disappeared from Cybertron during the first war and is now presumed dead, though not without lasting legacy. His perfect scientific creations, the Quintessons, eventually returned to Cybertron and assumed a long tenure as the planet’s overlords, permanently altering both Cybertronian society and the Cybertronians themselves. Now, Quintus’ greatest creation exists only as a system of industry and the caste system which fuels it.

ALCHEMIST

Not much is known about this Prime, even though their Energon research and development formed the basis for all food production on Cybertron, singlehandedly enabling population growth. They died before the Great War in a way historians can only agree was particularly gruesome and facilitated through their own hubris.

AMALGAMOUS

Another Prime with little historical record, other than possessing the first amorphous spark. The amorphous spark provided Amalgamous and their immediate relatives, now the modern day Shapeshifters, an advanced level of control over their physical appearance. This allowed the Shifters to adjust physical forms, easily integrate foreign body parts, and even change their physical appearances completely. Amalgamous also disappeared quite some time before the first Great War, though it is widely speculated that their body and spark were used by Quintus to develop the first “T-cogs,” artificial organs which eventually enabled transformation.

SOLUS

Solus was a brilliant engineer whose life was cut tragically short, and whose death is cited as one of the major inciting incidents for the Great War. They were responsible for most of Cybertron’s early industry and machining, and they notably developed many of the first mechanical prosthetic parts. They were also the other half of one of the first combined pairs, and one of the first Flightformes alongside the infamous Liege Maxima. They died to Megatronus’ Null Blaster, rendering their spark unrecoverable.

NEXUS

Nexus was actually seven organisms living as one, and the only recorded perfect fusion, a ‘Bot whose sparks were so in sync that they were perfectly stable and essentially existed as one spark. They facilitated the combination of Solus and Megatronus, and believed that all combination was sacred and natural. During the first Great War they aligned with Megatronus, and are most notable for being slain by Prima’s painstakingly engineered ultimate combiner team, Computron, though not before fatally wounding it. Both the Nexus Core and the Computron Core are rumored to still exist somewhere, and are said to have an aura that inspires an almost irresistible compulsion to merge with it.

MICRONUS

The first Minicon, a type of Cybertronian with a physically strong stature and an incredibly powerful Spark that can sustain immense amounts of physical strain for long periods of time. Micronus allied with Megatronus during the first Great War, making Minicons one of the many types of Cybertronians that Prima harbored a paranoid disdain for later in his life. Otherwise, their personal life is not very well understood.

LIEGE MAXIMA

Perhaps the most contentious of the Primes, second only to Megatronus themselves. Liege was one of the first Flightformes, and was known to be an artistic savant with talents ranging from painting to poetry. Unfortunately, she is much better known for her incredible manipulation and romantic history. At once the lover of Prima and later Megatronus, Liege Maxima is claimed to have persuaded the two into conflict with eachother, though her personal motives aren’t clear in recorded history. After Megatronus’ defeat, she was able to bargain for her life with Prima, and remained subordinate until eventually aiding the Quintessons in ousting the reigning Primacy. She was eventually killed by Zeta.

ONYX PRIME

Besides Amalgamous, Onyx Prime was the only other original Prime capable of physical transformation into what is colloquially known as a “beastforme.” As implied, a beastforme is a Cybertronian with enhanced physical abilities like superior strength, speed, or even flight, making them a sort of pseudo-Flightforme. Onyx fought on Megatronus’ side during the Great War, leading her people, the Beastformes, to be nearly eradicated, and for Prima to develop an extreme paranoia of them. Now, in the current day, Beastformes are near nonexistent, as their genetic material has been merged and diluted with the modern Cybertronian diaspora. Insecticons are the closest modern analogue, but those are not totally Cybertronian, and are actually a sort of Beastforme/Mechanimal cross (Mechanimals being Cybertronian-like organisms that lack some major trait).

ALPHA TRION

One of two original Primes to survive beyond the reign of the Quintessons, Alpha Trion is best known for being a historian. He is responsible for writing “Lore,” the fundamental historical text that informs everything from Cybertron’s government to its religion. Notably, he fought on Prima’s side during the first Great War. He worked with Zeta to overthrow the Quintessons and restructure Cybertronian society, and now he serves as the archhand to Zeta on the Council of Primes (a council which, perhaps counterintuitively, only consists of two Primes). His list of recorded accolades is long, but he is perhaps most known in war era Cybertron for mentoring Orion Pax.

ZETA PRIME

The youngest of the original Primes, Zeta is most known for taking after Prima as Cybertron’s principle Prime. He took Cybertron back from the Quintessons and restructured its society from the ground up, implementing the caste system into law in accordance with Cybertron’s major religious ideals. Though he and his council of Primes is responsible for anointing new leaders with the Prime title using the Matrices of Leadership (special artifacts constructed with a mix of Prima’s spark fragments and genetic material from other ruling Primes), those Primes are known to come to him for guidance. His Spark is the one to serve as the basis for the Matrix which anointed Optimus Prime, also known as the last Matrix.