#black redux

[cressida-jayoungr]

One Dress a Day Challenge

October: Black Redux

Dune / Charlotte Rampling as Reverend Mother Gaius Helen Mohiam

A great example of costume as worldbuilding, the Reverend Mother's robes and headdress evoke tradition, mystery, and power. The robe is made of some heavy, rich material with a subtle pattern that is hard to see in the dim lighting of the scene. The tall headdress suggests high rank and also confers an air of authority, while the coarse net veil hides her features just enough to make her inscrutable. All in all, a very effective costume that contributes to making this scene very memorable.

To see all that gravitas turned into something completely silly, check out this video:

[crunchchute]

handful of dudes

[basslinegrave]

a bunch of my dude cosplay photos

some less serious but im posting all that i like. just a costest so plenty of edits, i didnt have my wig edges attached properly here. and with earbuds in (and bad front camera quality)

[kenmentine]

blinkies and stamps i made but it's my music and games related interests nobody cares

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rory culkin in black mirror (2023)

[elysiansugar]

Postal 1, Postal Dude " Life is cheap--death is free! Act now! Supplies are limited! (Offer void in Arizona) "

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Black Dagger Brotherhood Couples (The Redux): Wrath & Beth

[awkwardtaco056]

Literally the MOMENT I realized one of my favorite Maroon 5 songs and favorite Disney princess movies had the same title I had to lock in

[bonefall]

Two questions! What's Leopardstar doing after her death? She got dammed so hard that there was a comet in the sky iirc, and Starclan happily gave Mistystar her lives, so I imagine that Lep is PISSED that her murderer is being welcomed as a hero, while she's rotting in the DF. I would like to know how she feels about Tigerstar's plans, since BB Lep was an active supporter of his idealology

I thiiiink the fallen star thing was a joke, but it is a very funny image to think that any damned spirit becomes one tbh

But actually! Leopardstar and Mudclaw are both kind of ashamed of what they did. Leopardstar is more resigned to her fate, while Mudclaw eventually decides he wants to atone and gets involved with the StarClan bridge.

Being around Tigerstar and a bunch of the worst offenders of TigerClan has brought a lot of it back. Distance had made her begin to feel that there was no need to "throw the kitten out with the tonguewash." Tigerstar himself was bad, yes... but is it *really* so wrong to want a pure, strong Clan? What's wrong with putting RiverClan first?

But now she's back under his claw. Being spoken over, used as a pawn, just like old times. She hasn't confronted the CORE of how her ideology is bad, but she does remember know how humiliating this situation was, and how terrible Tigerstar really is.

But at the same time, she is proud. She cannot let Mistystar go unpunished. She wants "revenge," though, to her "revenge" is a rematch.

On the day she died, Mistystar attempted to poison Leopardstar's food, in a way unintentionally similar to how Leopardstar poisoned Crookedstar before them. So she recognized it right away. It struck her in that moment that she was sick of these dirty, dishonorable tactics.

So she pushed it aside, leapt to the top of the stump, and announced that she had learned of a pack of vicious rogues on the border. "Mistyfoot and myself will confront them. Alone. Don't follow."

Mistystar only won the fight through luck. There was a stone in the river where they fought, and she smashed Leopardstar's head on it until she stopped moving.

So, Leopardstar uses this in her death to hold a grudge. I think on some level she knows it's an excuse, or perhaps a quirk of her pride, that she feels her death was unfair. She believes she gave leadership to Mistystar by covering for her own murder-- and she WANTS that perfect fight.

But before the BOTTE, I plan for her to have a conversation with her apprentice. Hawkfrost's arc is to break free of his father and his legacy... and he needs to speak to his proud, strong leader, who he comes to realize is being used like a tool.

It's another step in his revelation about cycles. How he was used, how he's done the same thing to Ivypool, how people have been doing this to his loved ones long before he was born.

[cressida-jayoungr]

One Dress a Day Challenge

October: Black Redux

Star Trek (the original series, s2e26, "Assignment: Earth") / April Tatro as Isis

What could be more appropriate for Halloween than a black cat? This one has the ability to shapeshift into a human form, with a rather eccentric sense of fashion. Or maybe it's just the fact that it was 1968.

It looks like she's just wearing a skirt and a bib--if there's a bodysuit as a foundation, I can't see it. Which means it would be highly impractical to move around in, and that may be why she pretty much just sits and poses on the couch. But then, cats have been known to do that too!

[serialadoptersbracket]

Round 1, Match 4 REDUX: Doctor Carmilla vs. Ms. Holloway

Link to original poll + associated propaganda: HERE

[mjdrawsalot]

behold! my child! (2nd youngest character of the story, youngest of the mains)

the mallet is not canonical, they're just a weapon-of-opportunity kind of person because invisibility is not an offensive power

[riverxsong-ao3]

"So to answer your first question," Tom replied, "Voldemort did complete the ritual needed to secure an object as his Horcrux – it was, if I recall correctly, meant to be his own wand, a rather stupid choice considering that, usually, the more one interacts with their own Horcrux, the more likely it is that the soul fragment inside will try to break free and reattach itself to the whole. In any case, I obviously found a better place to reside, and Harry and I don’t seem to have the same problem.”

“I don’t think I can agree that my godson was a better place for Voldemort’s soul to end up,” Sirius said, looking rather sick.

“Sirius, stop,” Harry said, wrapping his arms protectively around Tom. “I’m glad he found me.”

“We’ll have to agree to disagree,” Sirius replied, running a hand through his hair. “However, what’s done is done, I suppose.”

“As to your second question,” Tom continued, “there is very little properly understood about the true nature of Horcruxes, let alone those made of a living being. And that’s to say nothing of a human Horcrux. As far as I know, Harry is the first in recorded history. To say that his own soul greatly affected mine is an understatement to the grandest degree.”

“Fine,” Sirius barked. “So he brought you back on love alone. I can pretend to accept that. What I can’t just blindly accept is the idea that Voldemort, knowing about Horcruxes, waited until his planned murder of my godson to create one. There must be another one out there.”

Tom debated with himself for a moment. “If there were, what would you do?”

“I would find it and destroy it,” Sirius replied instantly. “Even if I couldn’t tell anyone else –”

“No!” Harry exclaimed. “You can’t, you really can’t!”

“Harry!” Sirius reprimanded. “Do you understand what Horcruxes do? If Voldemort’s made one, it tethers him to life. He’ll never truly be gone until it’s destroyed!”

“I know that!” Harry cried. “But that’s Tom’s soul, he needs it back!”

“So Voldemort did make another Horcrux,” Sirius concluded, looking at Tom. “And you… you want to... what, reabsorb it? What about Voldemort himself? So long as you exist, he’ll still be out there.”

Tom sighed. In for a Sickle, in for a Galleon, he supposed. “Yes, he made several,” he admitted. “Harry’s death was meant to be used for number six – a seven part soul, an auspicious number, to be sure, but Voldemort was an idiot. No one’s meant to break their soul up that many times.”

“No one’s meant to split their soul at all, Tom.” Sirius said, aghast. “Merlin’s sake, the soul is sacred, it –”

“I know that now,” Tom interrupted, his arms flinging out in front of him, unbidden, in exasperation, “which is why I’m going to undo what Voldemort did. I’ve already done it once, there’s only four pieces left now.”

“You mean, aside from Voldemort himself and the piece of yourself you must have left behind in Harry after resurrecting,” Sirius accused. Tom shrugged — no use in denying it.

“That piece is mine,” Harry said fiercely. “I don’t care that it used to be Voldemort’s soul, it’s Tom’s now, and I love it.”

“Harry, that’s not – you can’t –“ Sirius ran a hand over his face. “Argh, you kids are weird.”

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rory culkin in black mirror (2023)

[onlyhurtforaminute]

IMPERIAL TRIUMPHANT-SWARMING OPULENCE

[shakespearenews]

It is this idea of reanimating the archive, and the Black lives Habib locates within it, that inspires the work of the poet Caroline Randall Williams, which I have been teaching and writing about. Williams’ Lucy Negro, Redux, published in 2019 with the subtitle: The Bard, a Book, and a Ballet, tells the story of Shakespeare’s Sonnets from the point of view of a figure from the archives who has been called “Lucy Negro”, and whom some have seen as a possible model for the so-called “Dark Lady” to whom the later part of the sequence seems to be addressed. 

“In August of 2012, I got it into my head that Shakespeare had a black lover,” Williams writes, “and that this woman was the subject of sonnets 127 to 154.” Lucy Negro, Redux intersperses Williams’ poems about Lucy with a prose account telling the story of her meeting with English professor Duncan Salkeld and, consequently, with the figure of “Black Luce” in the archives of Bridewell prison. Interweaving archival narrative with original poems Williams recovers and reclaims an overlooked Black life from the English archive in ways that resonate with Habib’s own critical and creative project.