#riffel

[madamshogunassassin]

'Showgirls' (1995)

[l00k4tm4m45c415]

Lauren Riffel

[basicallyanotherwitchesthing]

Herman Riffel, Morton T. Kelsey, George Bird, Frederic Groetsema - Dreams: Gateway to Your Inner World - Creation House - 1977

[hystpod]

[angelstills]

Showgirls (1995)

[ayanna-tired]

Cain & Riff ~ COMTE CAIN/GOD CHILD

Leur relation maître/majordome si spéciale a été plagiée dans Kuroshitsuji, ou "Black Butler". Riff s'est occupé de Cain alors qu'il était encore un enfant et leur lien est indéfectible et inébranlable. Seul Riff peut lacer les lacets de Cain et toucher ses cicatrices.

[signalwatch]

Indefatigable Watch: Showgirls 2 - Penny's From Heaven (2011) http://dlvr.it/T5VxsC

[madamshogunassassin]

Showgirls (1995)

[l00k4tm4m45c415]

Lauren Riffel

[one-half-guy]

Reached Locke & Key: Clockworks #4 and I have to say the Riffel Rule is the perfect example of an unnecessary explanation that still is quite cool and well implemented.

Like, the whole "grown ups can't remember magic" is left open in the Netflix Series, we and the characters never learn why it happens and we're cool with that. Why it happens doesn't really matters as we and the characters still understand it happens, when it happens and how it happens, thus they can deal with it.

In the series, that's basically a law that we promptly accept as the whole thing is magic.

Then in the comics, we do have an explanation that's really simple and yet brings a really cool addition to the whole backstory as highlights the point: every Locke who created a key was their own person and had their own goals. Some were selfless, some wanted little and simple, some were cautious about what they wished, some were more petty, some were selfish, but they all had a goal and the keys were created solely to fulfill said goal, just like that...

The series proves we didn't need an explanation to this, but the comics used it to create an interesting plot point about the history of the Key House, the Locke lineage and the magic keys...

Idk... I just couldn't stop thinking about it...

[mariocki]

Candyman 3: Day of the Dead (1999)

"You doubted me and yet you called my name."

"Who are you?"

"Your past. Your present. Your future. Your blood."

"What do you want?"

"I came for you. Believe in me."

[hystpod]

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[ayanna-tired]

Riff (Riffel Raffit) ~ COMTE CAIN/GOD CHILD

Riffel "Riff" Raffit (リフェール・ラフィット)

Le domestique de Cain. Il habille Cain et lace ses chaussures, que Yuki considère « une forme de communication entre les deux d'eux parce qu'ils ont été ensemble si longtemps qu'ils sont presque comme père et fils. » Riff a tué sa famille en provoquant un incendie et est mort sous les balles de son frère.

[shugar0cone]

The angels

I was scared, I don’t know why but maybe it’s because of the beyond the point of death. I took a break holding my angelic shot gun pointing at the sky. “Darling they’re not comming yet.” Alastor my husband sat down next to me on top of the hotel. “You don’t know that.” I put my eye to the scope. This riffel represent my custom I had in the living, Alastor special requested it for me to vaggie. Alastor put down the barrel of my gun. “Darling dont freight for we are strong and those angels have no chance.” He smiled down at me. “You don’t know that.” I one again put it to my shoulder waiting. “Darling you know just as well as I do sitting their with your gun pointed at nothing won’t kill the prey, you need to walk breath enjoy it and then you’ll have a better shot.” He was right Alastor took us hunting when we were alive granted it wasn’t civil for your kind, but I wanted to fend for myself. “You’re right.” I put the gun on my back. I looked up at my husband. He still had his smile no fear, nothing was showing but deep down somthing was wrong. “Alastor.” I turned and looked at him. “Hm?” He looked at me in the eyes lovingly. “Im add somthing to my vows and you can’t take it back.” I said. He nodded. “Alastor I don’t know what’s living beyond death but know, I will love you for eternity, it doesn’t matter if I’m alive, dead, double dead or triple. I’ll love you.” I looked up at him his eyes softens. “And if I were to end up double or triple I’ll love you until all existence ends, I’d still love you.” We put our foreheads together. And held each others hands.

“DIE YOU FUCKERS!” I grabbed my pocket dagger and stabbed an exorcist. They were to cocky to un afraid of us, their move where jagged and predictable, one thing about a good murder is that they where unpredictable and organized. I pulled the blade out othe ex’s eye. “HEY ANGEL HOW MANY YOU GOT!” I yelled. Angel and I made it a comption to make us feel better. “36 what about you.” He said gunning down the angels. “Ha I got 46 I’m ahead~” I ran off to kill more until I see Adam and Alastor. Oh no.

“Aww looks like I missed the party.” I say standing with my hands on my hips. “Ah nice to-“ adam attacked Al but he dogged. “See you my love say how’s the weather down there.” He offers you his hand still diving Adams attacks. “Well, but must be some much more entertaining up here.” They got into each others arms and started to do a dance. (Cringy I know but I wanted a dance thing.) Alastors and I swayed through the attacks seamlessly. “FUCK STOP DANCING.” Adam yelled and tried to attack which Alastor dipped me down and I pointed my riffel and missed. “Missed me!” Adam says he grabbed the color or your shirt that was colored in gold and shoved you. “Y/N!” Alastor says. “Oh how you Fucked up now!” His voice became demonic i was in a trance and could not tell what was going on until I heard Alastor without his radio voice. “Shit..” with All my might i sag beside my bloody up husband. You two joked as Adam went on with his speech. “Looks like— looks like we switched places.” I said, I wanted to lighten the mood just like he did when I died in his arms. “We are not done yet my love.” Shadows engulf us as we disappeared.

“Ah, Alastor that fucking hurts.” I say. I were scratched up I mean it ain’t a war without blood right. “Darling stop being a wuss I’m pretty sure those spears hurt worse.” He said drenching his cloth again, Alastor could heal quicker then I can (lucky bastard) “ no what hurt the worst was seeing you almost die” I said. “Just by a hair though.” He said. “No more like the skin of your smile.” I said grabbing my husbands cheek and caressing it. “I love you.” I said in a soft voice. “I love you too.” You two shared a kiss until you bit down on alastors lips. “ALASTOR THAT FUCKING HURT!” I said he put to much pressure on that wound.

AN: YAY AND OMG ONE OF MY FAVE RELESES LIKE CARMILAS SONGS ALWAYS HIT! AHHHH, anyways I hoped y’all like and sorry for the dance bit I know it’s cringy but I wanted a dance thing.

[in-pleasant-company]

Felicity Merriman

American Girl: Historical Inspirations

1. Toile de Jouy fabric, circa 1775, scanned from the book Toile de Jouy: Printed Textiles in the Classic French Style by Mélanie Riffel & Sophie Rouart

2. Necklace, 1770-1792, Winterthur Museum

3. Femme Cousant by Francoise Duparc

4. Jacket, circa 1780, altered circa 1800, Colonial Williamsburg

5. Jacket, 1775-1785, Colonial Williamsburg

6. detail from "Grown Ladies Taught to Dance," 1769, Colonial Williamsburg

7.  Cape, last third of the Eighteenth Century, Metropolitan Museum of Art

8. Apron, 1770-1785, Colonial Williamsburg

9. 1790-99, Cooper Hewitt

10. The Vegetable Peeler, French School, 18th Century

[madamshogunassassin]