Edvard Munch, "The Day After", 1894-95
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#TheDayAfter
At dawn after a snowstorm, a Raven is about to take off with his breakfast; a chicken leg.
@BenAdrienProulx
January 10th, 2024
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Edvard Munch, The Day After, 1895
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John Litghow will paint this scene from The Day After with him and Stephen Furst as Londo and Vir.
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Hong Sangsoo - The day after
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anyone up for some fic critique? never really wrote fanfiction before but i had this idea while finishing reading worm that what if when Scion died he just, like, took all the powers with him. So I started writing. It's set 2 days after gold morning. If people like it i'll probably start an ao3 account and continue from there but reasonably certain this could be the first chapter, after some minor changes. If anyone has any title suggestions i'd love them aswell, considering naming it, like, the morning after maybe? but unsure
cws for memory loss and established character death (kinda? it's like a really minor thing that diverges from canon because of what happened LMAO but IDK i guess it's worth mentioning anyways?)
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E cosa facciamo stasera? Fissando nello schermo della TV i nostri sguardi vuoti?
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wait shu rongbo and wu yihan shares a birthdate? oooh thats cute, that would be a fun stage, cant wait for that
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i'm just realizing it's been 3 months to the day since i had the super vivid dream that led to Glendale's untitled RPG story
i remember i was in such a haze for the rest of the day and couldn't concentrate on work... only doodling fragments of the characters and plot points burned into my memory
i did NOT wanna get attached to this story lol. doodles from the occasion:
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@crassussativum
It had been a fucking good day, and night, with Cato. Siska had shown him just what all they could do with their bodies together. After the nap the drell had fixed them a snack. He’d carried it into the bedroom on a tray and together they’d eaten some. Refueled, mostly drunk a lot of water. Then he’d bent Cato over the edge of the bed and fucked him until they both gasped for breath. Their fun had progressed from there, out into the rest of the small ship. He’d tried to be sparse with his biotics, not wanting to freak the boy out. Siska still wasn’t totally sure how Cato saw them. With how the Hierarchy in general looked down on those with that particular skill. Somewhere in the middle they remembered that they needed dinner. And a couple hours after that the boy passed out in Siska’s bed for the night. It was nice, the company, not just the sex. But sharing a bed with someone. Siska went to take his last shower for the day and then crawled down, curled around the boy.
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The Day After by Nicholas Meyer.
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