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Lara Belmont
The War Zone (La zona oscura)
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screencap redraws of "the war zone" 1999 film
2022
#my art#art#artists on tumblr#redraw#painting#traditional drawing#drawing#cinema#film#tim roth#the war zone#the war zone 1999
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Movie clip - Colin Farrell in The War Zone (1999)
Colin Farrell later starred in London Boulevard (2010) with Ray Winstone.
#Youtube#the war zone#best actor#movie#ireland#ray winstone#colin farrell#london boulevard#movie clip#tilda swinton
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#yemen#jerusalem#tel aviv#current events#palestine#free palestine#gaza#free gaza#news on gaza#palestine news#news update#war news#war on gaza#zone of interest#oscars 2024#oscar awards#the oscars#academy awards#edited
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In the stillness of the bunker, night after night, one could hear the distant rumblings of wars from times long gone. Veterans sat among the shadows, sharing stories of courage and loss, all united in common experience brought about by duty and honor. As conversations dwindled along with the embers of their cigarettes, the bunker seemed to echo with a different voice, one that carried both respect and sadness. It was a voice that carried on, even after the Daylight's return.
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I think some of you should feel more shame for the way you talk about Palestinians, especially Palestinian evacuees, because what the fuck is “attractive Arabic-looking people”
@ to block: pyrrhiccomedy
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Thank you for your service, soldier 🫡
#serving the country and looks#slaying silver owls and that outfit#Lilia is literally in a war zone in a cute top youd find in forever 21 and a mesh shirt to make everything ✨pop✨#why are the fae so CUNTYYYYY???? (particularly Meleanor and Lilia)#THE MAN IS EATING RAW RATS AND LOOKS LIKE HES READY TO GO OUT WITH THE GIRLIES#disney twst#twst#disney twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland#lilia vanrouge#twisted wonderland lilia#twst lilia#twst kalim#kalim al asim#twisted wonderland kalim#cater diamond#cater twisted wonderland#cater twst#twst shitpost#book 7 twst#book 7 spoilers#ttcnt sketchbook
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#free palestine#oscars#academy awards#the zone of interest#israel#democrats#republicans#politics#gaza genocide#war crimes#instagram
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Prompt 345
Let it be known that none of them actually expected the idiots’ of the week’s ritual to work. The summoning hadn’t worked for literal centuries- everyone knew it had been sealed away, presumably forever!
(Of course they had no way to know that in the Infinite Realms actually used the term forever as a measurement of time, what with how time itself wasn’t particularly linear within. And to beings that could hypothetically live for eternity? Forever was a nice vacation time really)
So maybe they hadn’t been exactly focused on stopping the ritual as much as they could of been, and by the time they realized it was working, well, it’d been a bit too late then. So yes, mistakes had perhaps in fact, been made.
First had come the chill, the cold of the ground as your body was lowered down, the cold of your blood dripping from your living corpse. Then came the shadows, the darkness creeping along their vision as their soul slipped from their body. Followed by boiling heat, flames scorching through their flesh and tearing from their chests like a blade piercing their hearts.
The form that emerged was massive, a cloak dripping crimson fluttering in the wind of an unseen battlefield, verdant flames licking at the air and causing the surrounding shadows to writhe. A dark growl echoed through the building, the stone below them shaking while deathly green eyes glowered down at the living with utter contempt.
“Do any of you imbeciles know how long it takes to get ghostlings to sleep-”
#Prompts#DCxDP#DPxDC#Halfa Trio#Dark Ages Ship#Dad Pariah Dark#He didn’t get a choice about it#The sarcophagus opened and Clockwork dumped the trio into his arms before he could fully wake up#Core bonded before he even registered anything#Look one has blue skin & one has white hair & one has green hair#He’s like 60% wondering if they’re actuall his & Clockwork’s & not gettin an answer#Clockwork is having fun acting as queen regent while Pariah takes care of de-aged trio#Gettin to kick the Observants’ asses while PD accidentally heals his torn core#Look a family-obsession would actually make sense for a ghost king-#he just also buckled under the weight of the Realm without a council#Because he insisted he could make it work as everyone else repaired the at the time#war torn zone from (insert thing lost to time here)#Tucker's ghost form has blue skin & gold eyes#Sam's has red eyes & dark green hair
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I know you said you don’t do bas doodles requests anymore but could you make an exception for cass and Steph in their new joker war zone outfits with their batsymbols they had to wait fifty years for?
surprise! achievement unlocked: bat-symbol
#bad doodles#stephanie brown#cassandra cain#dc comics#batfamily#my art#digital art#you can tell how old this ask is because they asked for their new;;;; joker war zone outfits;;; (sorry lol)
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Had a dc x dp brain worm, feel free to use as a prompt <3
Sidenote, I decided to get fancy with the Ancients titles because of course I did lol
Shifting Where = Space (Danny)
Eternal When = Time (Clockwork)
Ever Onward = Speedforce (Ellie)
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Bruce watched the footage again.
And again.
Again.
It didn’t make sense.
A week ago every television, radio, computer, phone - even the LED billboards - had been taken over to deliver a message. Across the United States. In every territory it held. Every military base. Down in the depths of the oceans where American submarines tried to creep past Atlantian patrols. In the endless cold white of Antarctica. Even far above in the International Space Station. Any place the United States Government had control over, any place one of its citizens found themselves. There was the message.
The face of an entity, human in shape but not in form. Hair as gleaming white as starlight, eyes bright as the twisting dance of the Aurora Borealis, skin as cold and blue as the tail of a comet. The entity wore armor as black as the depths of space with a crown to match, the later glinting and shifting with the twisting birth and death of galaxies. A cloak of nebulae danced down his shoulders, eclipsing the world beyond the entity entirely.
He named himself, jaw tight, expression serious.
High King Phantom of the Infinite Realms.
The Shifting Where. Son of the Eternal When. Father of the Ever Onward. His Epitaphs many and ever growing. The True Balance. The Bridge Between. The Devourer of Dark. The Last Child of Between. The Great One.
King of the Dead. King of the Infinite Worlds. King of so much more than Bruce had ever even known was possible.
King who had declared war. Who marshaled his endless armies. Who spoke of warnings, of efforts to reach a peace, of trying again and again and again to find a way to not plunge into violence and bloodshed. All things living come to call him King in time, he had no want or need to go out and hurry that along. But there were no options left to him now. He had tried for peace. He had been denied.
He would not see his people suffer any longer. Would not see those he’d sworn to lead and protect imprisoned by fools who had sworn themselves enemies to all the afterlives. Would no longer permit the vicious cruelty to continue.
The message was a final warning.
A final offer.
Three days, Phantom said. The United States government would have three days to release their prisoners, to begin the process of dismantling the laws that made death itself an illegal act.
If they refused, he would lead his endless armies personally in the war to come.
It had not been an idle threat.
Three days after the message, after Bruce and the rest of the Justice League scrambled to try and figure out just what it was it was all about, after Justice League Dark’s members shakily took turns explaining just how powerful the being that had gave that message was and how much danger the world was in should he and his armies march upon their world, war came.
Of all places, it began in a town in Illinois.
The sky shattered like broken glass above, Lazarus Green beyond, and the Dead poured out.
It started in Illinois.
It did not end there.
Bruce watched the footage of it all, eyes burning as he watched every second of CCTV footage, every shaky phone camera video, every news broadcast.
Most of them looked human enough. Changed in death, but recognizably human once. A pair of glowing teenagers on a motorcycle, a writhing shadow twisting about at their command sweeping chaos upon the battlefield. A young woman dressed to perform with hair a literal flame, burning bright blue and snapping furiously as she played devastation upon her enemies with her guitar. A child with corpse gray skin and luminescent green hair, flickering in and out of Bruce’s ability to see as if fighting against a law of existence to be visible, screaming orders to a skeleton crew from his place on deck of a 1700s ship that sailed through the sky, disappearing into clouds before raining down attacks from above.
There was more. Glowing skeletons dressed in the fashions of war spanning every culture going back millennia. Robots with weapons far beyond the technology they had even in the League. Creatures of myth and legend. Things of nightmares.
Leading them all, as he had promised, was Phantom.
He looked younger, smaller. Just a boy, really, a gangly teenager that hadn’t quite finished growing into himself. One holding power beyond anything Bruce could ever imagine, but still just a child as far as he could see, no older than Tim who’d just graduated high school. Frantic research found Phantom appearing as far back as human history, but those sightings had to have been after his death. Bruce can’t help but wonder how young the boy had been when he died, how much of that youth still clung to him through all these eons.
It wasn’t something he’d let him self consider normally, not with something like this.
A dangerous unknown appearing without warning and attacking with unimaginable power and seemingly endless forces. It was something that would normally eclipse everything else. Something that would make Bruce put aside the ache at seeing a face so young twisted in rage.
But.
He watched all the footage.
Civilians were put in the crossfire. Were shot at and endangered. Were left terrified and scrambling for safety in buildings that were rapidly being torn away by stray artillery.
But never by Phantom or his armies.
The dead, in fact, went very far out of their way to ensure civilians weren’t harmed. Sweeping people up out of the way of falling debris. Shielding them from attacks that would have most certainly killed a normal human. Some dead even helped evacuate, ushering a frightened and panicked populous to safety as gently as they were capable of. Some of the less human creatures - giant bear-like beings with horns and fangs and ice edging their burly frames - even rushed forward to offer medical aid.
When the sky shattered open and the armies of the dead swept in, they ignored the town below. They focused instead on what was discovered later to be the base of a secretive government agency. The dead’s fight focused on those individuals in sharp white suits, bearing weapons capable of actually injuring King Phantom’s people.
It was these agents that brought the fight to the streets to Amity Park. That fired recklessly and without thought or care to the casualties they could inflict. That didn’t seem to care if they killed a hundred civilians if it meant hurting just one of Phantom’s soldiers.
Bruce watched all the footage.
And again.
Again.
Phantom had declared war.
Phantom spoke in his message of being out of options, of attempting peace. Phantom gave three days time for the release of captives. Phantom lead armies who fought viciously but never once willingly harmed civilians.
Phantom declared war, but he didn’t want it.
“Amanda Waller has reached out.”
Bruce didn’t turn his attention from the screens before him, eyes burning as he followed Phantom as the King dove away from the middle of locked combat to shield a child from a pulse of green energy from something like a grenade another agent in white had carelessly thrown. The child was crying but unharmed. The left pauldron of Phantom’s armor cracked and shattered from a direct shot from the enemy he’d just been fighting that he’d turned his back on, a glowing green liquid uncomfortably like Lazarus Water dripped down from a smoldering wound.
Clark stepped up to stand beside him as he watched, face worn and tired. The League had missed the first battle, but they’d been quick to appear at the rest. Phantom and his army ignored them unless they put themselves purposefully in the way of the fight. They were, as Justice League Dark had warned, vastly out powered by the entities fighting. A hulking giant knight made of shadow riding a nightmarish steed had driven Clark six feet down into the dirt when he’d attempted to make his way to Phantom directly to try and talk to the king.
The depth Clark had ended up felt like a warning of what would happen if he tried to get close to the king again.
It probably was.
“She said they have intel for us.” A faint twitch of fingers, jaw clenching, voice flat in that way that told Bruce his old friend was fighting back anger with everything he had. “That she has options for how to deal with the insurgence.”
Bruce shut off the monitors.
He’d seen enough.
Now was time to get answers to just what, exactly, Amanda Waller and the US government had done to cause the Dead to rise and rage.
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#dc x dp#dp x dc#dpxdc#bruce wayne#clark kent#danny fenton#amanda waller#ghost king danny#ghost zone goes to war#space core danny#ancient of space danny#i'm gonna make ancient of the speedforce Elle a thing if it kills me lol#it just fits so well#Bruce's dad senses are tingling#Fright Knight might have been able to bat Clark away but if Bruce gets within a 100ft of Danny it's game over#Bat-Adoption Papers deployed#BatFam up a new member (or three or six)#Amanda Waller is not going to be as persuasive as she thinks she's going to be when it comes to getting the JL onboard with her plans
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Fastest Growing Fandoms on AO3 This Week (07/29/2024)
Every week I pull data on how many fics are in each fandom and compare to the previous week, then calculate the percentage increase to determine fastest growing fandoms. Since this naturally skews towards smaller fandoms, I have included the same data filtered to Over 1k, 5k, & 10k fics.
Overall:
Over 1,000 Fics:
Over 5,000 Fics:
Over 10,000 Fics:
Source: AO3 Fandom Dashboard
#ao3#ao3 stats#Zenless Zone Zero#The Outsiders: The Musical - Jamestown Revival & Levine/Rapp#Star Wars: The Acolyte#Peanuts - Charles M. Schulz#Kaiju No. 8#tripleS#Tokyo Debunker#- T Dng Kn C Do - Hui Shng#EPIC - Jorge Rivera-Herrans#We Are We Are#Twilight of the Warriors: Walled In#Wind Breaker - Nii Satoru#Love and Deepspace#Interview with the Vampire#Dead Boy Detectives#Transformers: Cyberverse#Wolverine#Dungeon Meshi Delicious in Dungeon
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More than 450 Jewish creatives, executives and Hollywood professionals have signed an open letter denouncing Jonathan Glazer’s “The Zone of Interest” Oscar speech. The list of co-signees provided to Variety Monday morning covers a broad swath of the industry including actors (Debra Messing, Tovah Feldshuh), executives (Gary Barber, Gail Berman), creators (Amy Sherman-Palladino), directors (Eli Roth, Rod Lurie), producers (Lawrence Bender, Amy Pascal, Hawk Koch, Sherry Lansing) and representatives (UTA’s Jake Fenton, Gersh’s Jeffrey Greenberg, attorney Craig Emmanuel). About 50 more individuals have added their names since the open letter was first published.
#yemen#jerusalem#tel aviv#current events#palestine#free palestine#gaza#free gaza#news on gaza#palestine news#news update#war news#war on gaza#jonathan glazer#zone of interest
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i think ahsoka did consume alcohol in front of rex without him freaking out. in fact i would bet money the flask she was drinking from was his to begin with. anakin is mildly panicking in the background bc he isn’t sure if he should let his padawan drink but like. it can’t be that bad for her right.
#ahsoka tano#anakin skywalker#captain rex#star wars#she’s a teenager in a war zone let her have realistically bad coping mechanisms
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The air was tense, the sun setting over the Black Sea as the Russian corvette watched the horizon with a wary eye. The crew had heard rumors of Ukrainian drone boats, efficient and deadly, that could bring swift destruction. But no one was prepared for the ferocity of the attack that followed. The sky suddenly lit up with a barrage of missiles, racing towards the corvette and trailing smoke. Russian crew members braced, expecting death and mayhem. But against all odds, their luck held. Somehow, the corvette had defeated the drone boats, emerging victorious from the onslaught. The remaining crew members simply stood in stunned silence, amazed at their victory. They had stared death in the face and survived. The Russians immediately released a statement claiming they had successfully defeated the Ukrainian drone boat attack on their corvette. But what the statement left unsaid was the skill, sheer luck, and courage of the crew that had made it possible. What was witnessed here on that fateful day was an incredible, almost supernatural act of strength and determination, and the world could only look on in awe.
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Playing Ragnarok truly was a big highlight of this past year for me, so it's only fitting my last artwork of 2022 is this one :)
#I tried so hard to finish this before the clock struck midnight in my time zone but oh well I guess it's still 2022 somewhere 😂#happy new year everyone!#god of war#god of war ragnarok#gow ragnarok#kratos#atreus#mimir#lornart#gow fanart
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