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Through the Mirror (1936)
#Through the Mirror#1936#1930s#vintage#mickey mouse#disney#vintage disney#poster#movie poster#art#illustration
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Through the Mirror
00. Prologue
Inspired by Coraline, reader is gender-neutral, no use of Y/N.
This new home was painfully dreary. Based on the copper-colored bricks that built up the walls and the immensely overgrown shrubbery around it, you assumed this was a pre-war building. There were neighboring houses, but they all looked as copper, lifeless, and boring as yours. As you assisted your parents unload the U-Haul, you saw a little girl ride past on her little bike with the expression of a Victorian child—poor thing, so young and living in a place with the mental stimulation of the color beige. Your father procured the key from one of his pockets, slotting it into the rusty doorknob and turning it. The door simply opened by itself, and you heard him mumble something about fixing it to himself before entering. Your mother followed, waving away cobwebs with her hand. You remained outside for a moment, and it wasn’t until you heard your mother shriek your name that you picked up a box and scampered inside.
The inside of the home was, predictably, as depressing as its exterior. Dusty, with cobwebs along walls like terrible little decorations. You screamed when you saw a cockroach scuttle past your feet, its wretched antenna going this way and that before fleeing out the open front door.
“Bugs, great. Just what I need.” Your mother muttered in a rather disgruntled tone, arms crossed over her chest. She seemed even more upset by this move than you were, even if it was supposed to be good for her and your father’s job. Not that you even knew what it was that they did.
“Nothing an exterminator can’t fix, honey.” Your father said in a cheerful tone, ever the optimist.
“Exterminators cost money. Money we don’t have.” Your mother retorted, killing another roach beneath her shoe with a rather cruel stomp that sounded throughout the empty house.
“You’ll see,” your father began, “things will be just fine.”
“Yeah, right.”
Your father sighed, and you gave him a sympathetic smile before setting the box you were holding down on the dusty hardwood floors.
“___” your mother called out, “go pick out your room.”
You nodded, walking past your at-odds parents and heading up the stairs. There was an old carpet that lined the hallway, like in picture books. It was a faded blue and you think there were once flowers printed on the fabric. You decided to walk on the regular hardwood instead when the carpet began to squish under your feet. You don’t think the carpet was supposed to do that.
You peered into different rooms, making keen observations about each one that would help you pick out the least worst one. One room had a hole in the floor, your mother was gonna blow a gasket when she saw it. The next room sent you running out of it when you saw the cockroaches gathered around like a council of terrible little things. The third room you saw was the one you picked. Compared to the last two, it wasn’t in a state of disrepair nor did it make your skin crawl. It was bland because of course it was, but you figured some paint, furniture, and decorations could fix it right up. Two windows let natural light inside your bedroom, there was a closet with bi-fold doors, and a mirror.
The mirror caught your attention the most. It was undoubtedly an antique, the glass of the mirror surrounded by a golden border with swirling decals carved into it. It was beautiful and vaguely reminded you of the Evil Queen’s mirror in Snow White.
“Mom!” You called out, “Come up here!”
You heard footsteps come up the stairs, a disgusted sound when the carpet squished beneath her foot, an angry sigh at the hole in the floor, and a shriek when she found the council of roaches before she finally found your room.
“Couldn’t have told me what room you were in?” She sighed, arms still crossed.
“Sorry.” You said, before quickly changing focus, “check out this mirror.”
Your mother glanced at the mirror briefly, eyebrow raised.
“It’s creepy”
“I think it looks pretty.” You defended.
“Sweetheart, are you sure you don’t wanna get rid of that one and just get a new mirror?” Your mother asked.
“I’m sure.”
She sighed.
“As long as you’re happy, bug.”
You wouldn’t begin to understand the trouble that mirror would get you into until that night.
#fanfiction#fanfic#twisted wonderland#pomefiore#coraline au#vil schoenheit x reader#rook hunt x reader#epel felmier x reader#vil schoenheit#rook hunt#epel felmier#yandere#gender neutral reader#female reader#male reader#yandere twisted wonderland#yandere vil schoenheit#yandere rook hunt#yandere epel felmier#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader#through the mirror#effiewrites
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Colecção Terror #91 - Agência Portuguesa de Revistas, Portugal, May 1981.
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If there was a world out there where all the ideas created by our brilliant minds could be real… would it be a dream come true?
Or a nightmare worth remembering?
Through the Mirror, the prologue and first three chapters of Into the Phantasm Part 1: The Silver Mirror is out now! Check it out and join Sarah, Maya, Lillian and Kora at the very beginning of their sprawling, wondrous and sometimes downright ridiculous journey Into the Phantasm…
@kaylinalexanderbooks @aziz-reads @dyrewrites @arimonsterwolf @when-dreams-feel-too-real @neko-podboom You have all expressed an interest in the series once before so I decided to tag you so you know for sure about the release. Hope that’s okay :3
#writeblr#writers on tumblr#writerscommunity#writing#queer writers#writers of tumblr#into the phantasm#writing community#lgbt fiction#lgbtqia+#book release#prologue#prologue release#through the mirror#into the phantasm part 1#the silver mirror#original story#book 1
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Through The Mirror
The movements in the mirror are not my own Even with my face being reflected back
I don't recognize the lines around the gray eyes Or the scars on the corners of my mouth
I stand still to prove that this is actually a window And not the reflective silver that it's supposed to be
There is a whole universe staring back at me and beyond that I can hear the call of the void
I watch as this doppelganger beckons me With one finger as if I was a child
I place my hands on the glass And it ripples like a rock thrown into water
It's so cool to the touch, almost freezing and this other me grabs my delicate wrist
And I am pulled through this liquid membrane into a dimension I never thought was true
We trade places and I am fine as he walks away I didn't want my life anyway, he can have it
The world inside is not so different from the one I thought was real Everything looks just like it should
Somehow though I know I don't belong here Because I'm facing the wrong direction
I stare out the liquid fence Waiting for my reflection to wink back
#writers and poets#poems on tumblr#original poem#poem#poetry#spilled thoughts#spilled feelings#spilled writing#writing#my writing#spilled poetry#spilled emotions#spilled words#writers on tumblr#poets and writers#creative writing#writerscommunity#writer#Through The Mirror#metaphorical#self-loathing#depression
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Through the Mirror - a tribute to indie game Crying Suns, by AltShift "Thank you, for everything you've done... not just in this life, but in hundreds of others."
#crying suns#fan art#roguelike#indie games#altshift#through the mirror#dark art#ellys idaho#digital art
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some bullet points FOR ME as i develop this new loz verse
the twili are descended of the sheikah clan according to my own personal interpretation when looking at the similarities between the magical/technological advancement of both groups ( i am aware this isn't a groundbreaking concept i just want to make it clear this is the take i accept as blog canon! ) also the yiga clan is proof enough that sheikah going against the hylian crown is no news! i would say they are just an echo of the twili that came before them except they weren't punished for their descent with banishment.
zoya is one of the first twili queens perhaps even one of the first magicians to start help build their society as we see it in tp. because of this she doesn't exactly look like midna or zant or later twili generations. since banishment the twilight dwellers have not yet evolved to better suit their environment. zoya sits somewhere in the middle not quite twili and not quite sheikah and not quite hylian.
reigning in order and beginning a monarchy was a bloodbath given who the founders of the twilight realm were ( magicians willing to stop at nothing to expand their power even attempting to steal the triforce and corrupt the sacred realm ) when zoya awakens as the dusk dragon due to the influence of being seeping in shadow magic she is crowned for her power. the line of succession follows this pattern of choosing the most adept spell-caster in the realm. that being said, it could still very well be possible that midna is one of her descendants since a lot of magical power IS inherited.
zoya makes it her life's work to advance the twili so they can become a formidable opponent against the hylians again. she is hellbent on restoring former glory and also re-learning sheikah technology that been lost in their banishment. she does succeed and piecing together a new portal to travel back but when testing its efficacy she ends up stranding herself in hyrule long before the invasion of twilight and she must make her way in a land that is now utterly unfamiliar to her now
#all of this is subject to change i just needed to get it out of my brain and typed out somewhere#this is more in regards to zoya's origins in verse than what she is getting up to in each cycle of the game#since she spends most of her life in a parallel dimension i can't really say her influence is felt until she succeeds in traveling back //#through the mirror#i still i'm going to keep the storyline of her getting cursed after the events of oot so assume her arrival is a ways before then#𝖝𝖎𝖛. *ੈ ˖ ° ⥽ dragon of many ways / witch of endless faces; she is the waking nightmare‚ no lullaby to soothe her ⥼ ⅋. v — loz
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Through the looking glass ~ are ye comin’?
#spotify#art#artists on tumblr#personal blog#my art#digital diary#digital art#digital artist#procreate#rabbit#through the looking glass#hare#through the mirror#animal art
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Dylan Dog - Attraverso Lo Specchio (Through The Mirror), 1987.
No.10
Publisher: Sergio Bonelli Editore
Cover: Claudio Villa
#dylan dog#comic book#attraverso lo specchio#through the mirror#sergio bonelli editore#claudio villa#fumetti#fumetto#cover art#comic book cover#comic book art#comic books#comics
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I just have to deal with the fact that my opt is a black circle and a white square.
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You wouldn't think that I'd be brain-poisoned by video game speedrunning jargon, given that I didn't get into speedrunning until I was in my 30s, and surely that's too old for anything to have a formative influence upon one's vocabulary, but you'd be wrong: I am now cursed with the inescapable knowledge of how much the names of many 1990s indie rock groups and albums sound like the the names of obtuse precision platformer speed tech. You could tell me that "Neutral Milk Hotel" is the name of a trick in the current Celeste any%, and if I didn't already know that's a band I wouldn't question it.
#gaming#video games#speedrunning#precision platformers#vocabulary#jargon#oddly in spite of the name it isn't in celestial resort – it's partway through mirror temple b side
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good evening bloodweave enjoyers
#bloodweave#gale x astarion#astarion x gale#gale dekarios#astarion ancunin#bg3#baldur's gate 3#i drew the first one for my bloodweave playlist but shhhhhh#its a shattered mirror in the background btw. yes its bc they are mirrors of each other#recognition of one's self through others (derogatory) vibes. yknow what i mean?#anyway hii bloodweave fam i prepared food! hope you enjoy
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Through the Mirror
You and your family move to a boring, dreary house on a boring, dreary street. You find this new home of yours wholly uninteresting, until you discover the antique mirror in your bedroom that leads you to a colorful world so different from your own.
✧ Inspired by Coraline
0. Prologue
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YELENA BELOVA in THUNDERBOLTS* (2025) dir. Jake Schreier
When all you have left to hold on to is a green tactical vest, a tub of hair gel, and a stolen guinea pig.
Bonus:
#yelena belova#florence pugh#fpughedit#thunderbolts#thunderbolts*#thunderboltsedit#marveledit#marvelladiesdaily#dailymarvelgifs#filmedit#filmgifs#femalegifsource#ladiesofcinema#***#my best girl is going through it#:(#you know she stood in front of a bathroom mirror with a pair of kitchen shears and a pot of manic panic in the middle of the night#so what if she's also holding onto a burner phone with a certain archer's number#that's none of your business.#if a rental of 2009's G Force suddenly gets charged to John Walker's account?#who is to question that.
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Through the Mirror is releasing tomorrow
Don’t miss it
#into the phantasm#through the mirror#writeblr#writers on tumblr#writerscommunity#writing#queer writers#writers of tumblr#writing community#prose#prologue release#prologue#whispers
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Beyond The Black - Through The Mirror - Live Streaming With Tauri Reacts...
#youtube#beyondtheblack#through the mirror#HeartoftheHurricane#symphonicmetal#breedsblood#breedsblood1#taurireacts
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