#lisa daniely

[haveyouseenthisseries-poll]

[mariocki]

The Saint: The Better Mousetrap (5.9, ITC, 1966)

"Our lamented fallen friend was trying to frame me. It's a habit with some people, trying to bait a trap with an unusual kind of cheese."

"What kind?"

"Me."

[saessenach]

lisa is humbly asking: a kiss along the jawline for rhaelya and/or a kiss to a scar (w jon's scars on the left eye in mind) for jonerys? if you don't mind? 👉👈

hiiiii 🥹 here they are!!!!

Daenerys and Jon for #33 - kiss to a scar from this list

[harlequindaydream]

Double post today! Last 2 parts of the little series I have here as tribute to my underrated queens 🖤

top to bottom, left to right: Nina Sayers from Black Swan (2010), Jenn Remming from Sweetheart (2019), Daphne Peters from Braid (2018), Elaine from The Love Witch (2016), Adelaide Wilson from Us (2019), Dani Ardor from Midsommar (2019), and Edith Cushing from Crimson Peak (2015).

From top to bottom, left to right: Lisa from Lisa Frankenstein (2024), Vanessa Shelley from the Five Nights at Freddy's movie (2023), M3gan and Cady James from M3GAN (2022), Lucy/"young woman" from I'm Thinking of Ending Things (2020), Pearl from Pearl (2022), and Emerald Haywood from Nope (2022)

[dirtyriver]

Deprog #2, written by Tina Horn, interior art by Lisa Sterle, cover by DaNi

The hunt for Vera's brother leads detective Tate on a desert road trip with her apprentice Les, where they are stalked by a figure with a mysterious tattoo. As Tate and Vera fall more in lust, they narrow in on their target: the abusive cult from Tate's past.

[caelesblues]

11:58 p.m.

c.w./t.w. - modern au-ish, angst (?), mentions of drinking and wine

word count: 841

gn!reader, notes at the end.

the night felt great, it really did. up here on the roof sitting down on a spread out gingham blanket, a bottle of wine and two glasses sat between you and your companion, abandoned in favor of staring up ahead. just a row of once unimpressive roofs, but now they seemed like they belonged at the louvre.

the gentle breeze was all that both of you could ask for in this balmy evening; it was the perfect accompaniment to the soft "what a wonderful world" playing on a radio somewhere (you both suspect it's from the house just two doors down to the right of your own).

it's nice, isn't it?", they ask you without so much as glancing your way. legs folded at the knees, forearms resting on them, chin propped up.

you cast them a sideways glance, seeing how the breeze would softly tousle their locks and the glow of the full moon reflecting in their eyes. you never thought much about them before, but now you can definitively say they belong to the louvre as well-though probably in a different section from suburban house roofs. you don't know when this newfound appreciation for them came from, but you safely surmise because it's probably the last time you'll get to see them in this kind of manner.

"yeah, really nice". you reply, turning your gaze back in front of you. you can just barely picture out a family cuddling up in their living room from the next street over. how wonderful, you think. then louis armstrong finally stopped signing, but came in judy garland with "somewhere over the rainbow". how tragic, you think.

"those two, back at it again with their vintage tunes", they quietly laugh beside you but it wasn't full of mirth. it sounded resigned, hollow. not inappropriate considering the circumstances.

"i bet they're in their living room dancing again."

"bit weird to slow dance to 'somewhere over the rainbow', don't you think?" it was your turn to quietly laugh.

"with everything's happening right now? i don't think so." you see them swivel their head to gaze at you this time around, noting a small smile playing on their lips, it felt genuine.

"aren't you an optimist now huh?", you chuckle at that, a heartfelt one. you turn to look at them as well, noting the lines, creases, and wrinkles making themselves known in their once youthful visage. you think you must look the same.

"considering where we are right now in our lives, i guess it isn't so bad after all." they release a quiet sigh, looking back down at the wine and glasses. they look back up at you with a raised brow, you shrug in return. even now you can't turn down a glass or two.

you grab the wine and open it, pouring the both of you a drink. but neither of you grab for it, instead letting it just sit there filled halfway. you both turn back to the scene in front of you, a sea of houses lined up side by side. looking at how some are spending their nights. it's kind of funny how everything is so normal; it's comforting. a beat or two passed some more before you hear them ask,

"what are you going to miss after all of this?" you ponder the question for a while, thinking about all the things and events that lead up to this. it was a fruitless task you conclude, so instead you answer them with

"is it a cop out to say everything?"

"i don't think it is." their answer made you feel validated, although you think anyone right now if asked the same question would just parrot your answer. but you just can't help yourself,

"how about you, what would you miss?"

"everything as well." just as they finished answering you, the opening tunes of audrey hepburn's "moon river" starts spilling from your neighbors' radio. how tragically perfect. and it seems your companion thinks so too.

"when do you think it'll start?". you shrug, looking at your watch. 11:58 p.m.

"i don't know. i guess it'll just arrive at any moment now." that seemed to be satisfactory answer for them, picking up theirs and your glass of wine. you took the glass from their hand, smiling at them.

"what do we do now?". they shrug at that, and you guess that's the only logical answer to that kind of question.

"just enjoy the last moments we have." and so you raise your glass up to them, looking expectantly. the both of you at least deserved one last toast to celebrate the final hurrah of everything.

"cheers, to the end of the world"

"to the end of this world." with that you clink you glasses as the last song of your lives comes to a close, immediately followed up by the first of many strong earthly tremors to come.

and the both of you just sat there drinking wine on your rooftop, watching the world crumble. what a way to go.

-kaeya alberich, nanami kento, geto suguru, zhongli, welt yang, rosaria, lisa, venti, beidou, heizou, jing yuan, dan heng, satan, lucifer, barbatos (from obey me), qingque, herta, fu xuan

aahhhhhh! my very first post (˃̣̣̥ᴖ˂̣̣̥) this particular work has been sitting in my phone's notes app since 2021, and i thought this is the perfect one to publish here for my debut. i've been debating for such a long time of whether i should open up a tumblr page for writing, and i finally had a courage to do so this year ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ ).

ngl i don't properly know if this is actually angst or not, all i know is that in the end the apocalypse happens lmao. i wanted to make it seem like this was just another breakup story, but it's actually just two people chilling and waiting for the world to end, i hope i was able to capture it properly (i probably didn't T_T ). the characters i chose are the ones i felt like would be most likely to be in a situation like this, but again i'm also not quite so sure (side note, who else do you guys think would be in a situation like this?).

i hope this was somewhat decent and enjoyable (ㅅ´ ˘ `) likes, comments, and reblogs are highly appreciated! please don't be shy to come talk to me as well ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶

caelesblues @ 2023 | do not steal, copy, plagiarize, or repost on any other platform

[ultrameganicolaokay]

Deprog #2 by Tina Horn, Lisa Sterle and Gab Contreras. Cover by Dani. Out in April.

"The hunt for Vera's brother leads detective Tate on a desert road trip with her apprentice Les, where they are stalked by a figure with a mysterious tattoo. As Tate and Vera fall more in lust, they narrow in on their target: the abusive cult from Tate's past."

[am-i-jeanne]

Isaac's "When?" is so great here. I'm not a fan of Godbrand, I'm fine with what happens to him, totally deserved it. But this moment from Isaac has made me stop and laugh and rewind repeatedly. Just completely deadpan, maybe a lil annoyance. It's the only proper response to Godbrand in this moment, cause his entire existence makes me 1000000% sure he smells like you would not believe.

And like... Vikings actually had decent hygiene, didn't they? Or am I getting them confused with Celt again? Regardless, everyone says Trevor smells, but I look at Godbrand and I can almost see stink on him. Idk, maybe it's the Autism, maybe it's just me projecting cause he is the 4th worst. After Carmilla, the ginger who's name i forgot but she basically assaulted Hector, and the priest from season 1 who started this whole thing.

[thaliajoy-blog]

Anyway I got a bit impatient + I watched Lisa Frankenstein so here's a AU version of Dany & Jon. Dany and her axe murderer undead boyfriend. Why did I draw this ? Who knows. I liked making Dany gothy that's for sure.

So technically you've got a new Dany before the poll is over...😅

Look at my baby for now

[lunaefall]

Due to poll limit this poll is divided into two parts. The top 5 from each poll will be taken together for a part 3.

Reblog appreciated, no toxic behaviour.

[arledrone]

photoset of non-Sumeran edits :3c

[jjfrankiejj]

[camyfilms]

WINX CLUB 2004

But the truth is, no one in the whole universe could ever steal your past, your dreams, or your magic powers. The witches do not own them. They are yours to keep, forever. Bloom, to recover your powers, look deep inside yourself.

[badmovieihave]

Bad movie I have Wall Street 1987

[dirtyriver]

Deprog #3, written by Tina Horn, interior art by Lisa Sterle, cover by DaNi

With Les going undercover in the Adaptogentic desert bathhouse, Tate and Vera are staked out in a sleazy motel. As Les attempts to resist seductive hippie girls, Vera finally learns the backstory of Tate's cult upbringing, which is weirder than anyone could have possibly imagined.

[onmjfootsteps]

Le nom de Danie de Jager ne vous dit peut-être pas grand chose mais ses sculptures originales sont connues partout dans le monde. Danie de Jager (1936-2003) est un sculpteur sud-africain contemporain dont les travaux portent sur des personnalités, des évènements historiques, commémoratifs ou sont liés à la faune sud-africaine.…