#peace in paris

[melissa-leaf]

[bigevildoeeyes]

Loumand is not and CANNOT be a one to one reimagining of their previous roles as sex slave and brothel owner. louis does not have an equivalent power over armand as he did on emotionally, socially, and/or financially vulnerable women in nola, and armand’s submission is not reflective of a real powerlessness under louis

If we want to look for a marius parallel, it wouldnt be in louis who responds to armands initiations and engages in a consensual dom/sub dynamic. if we want to look for a marius parallel, who is in the predatory position here? Who is controlling information and its access? Who is the one exploiting an experience, knowledge, and vampiric power gap to get the love he wants?

But isn’t that the point? That their relationship is a shallow imitation, a re-enactment of roles which comforts both parties for their familiarity and essentialness while they were mortal? Neither of them were ready to grapple with their own identity in a meaningful way and these roles are something safe to hold onto, which may or may not be productive or accurate but they very well know the performance of this position and it is Still and it is Safe and who cares about absolute truths when you’re one wrong thought away from killing yourself

When hannah says their room is like a brothel and when assad says they revert back to older versions of themselves I think it speaks much more on loumands fear and denial to question and understand themselves than it does being a sexploitation revival. Louis put on the masculine, capitalist decision maker persona to survive his racist heteronormative life, and armand embodied the selfless submissive to survive his oppressive life.

Their brothel bedroom is a reinforcement that they have yet to fully actualize their self identity outside the context of the systems of abuse and oppression they have endured. They are vampires, armand transcends the societies that shaped him but hes still living subject and response to it. Both unwilling to be active players in their own lives, still riddled with the weight of their history that dictate them but will not be unpacked

At the end of the day loumand were two deeply traumatized immortals still struggling to come to terms with the enormity of their self so they repeated the behaviours that made them survive. They cannot stomach themselves so they will keep this up, and together they kept on surviving. Until Louis was ready to do the second interview, ready to reflect, to accept himself and move beyond survival.

Armand u are Next.

[mollybeenoel]

By Dina Dennaoui

[mapsontheweb]

Map of Lithuania, sent in 1919-1920. for the Paris Peace Conference

[sealrock]

paris' canon hair is now a reality.

[indeedgoodman]

[neonfeel]

Paris Texas (1984)

[martianbugsbunny]

Love the ending (and ONLY the ending) of Dark Phoenix bc it means Charles and Erik don't just get to be old together, they get to grow old together

They get to watch the lines and the wrinkles form on each other's faces; they get to see all of the events that shape those lines, like the way Charles gets a permanent crinkle between his eyebrows from sighing at the prankster students and the way Erik learns to smile so often that he gets proper crow's feet

Charles gets to see Erik's hair go grey, and then white, and he gets to run his fingers through that white hair even when his hands are gnarled and veiny and shake a little bit

They get to play thousands of games of chess together, day in and day out, night after night, until they have difficulty remembering all the rules and they're not as good at planning strategy as they used to be

All of the mutants they help, they get to watch grow up together; they get to see those mutants get married and have children and then they get to see those children grow up as well and neither of them ever has to feel alone again because in finding each other, Erik and Charles started a community that provides them both with more family than they ever imagined having

And eventually they get to die together, within days or weeks of each other, and be buried side by side after having lived the best years of their lives that same way

[woodlandkisses]

A rainy day in paris

[sarahalainn]

【SaRADIO】

Un tour de Paris musical

もうすぐパリオリンピック #Olympics    

あなたのパリのイメージは? #Paris2024  

世界一観光客が多い街について歌われた曲は沢山

今日は知らないパリを

フランスの表現者に案内してもらいましょう

音楽でツールドパリ！📻🇫🇷

「Peace of Mind〜土曜の朝のサラ・オレイン」

‪TOKYO FM/FM OSAKA (radiko)‬

‪ ●毎週土曜の朝8:30-8:55

[todaysdocument]

Council of Four of the Peace Conference. Mr. Lloyd George; Signor Orlando; M. Clemenceau; President Woodrow Wilson. Hotel Crillon, Paris, France.

Record Group 111: Records of the Office of the Chief Signal OfficerSeries: Photographs of American Military Activities

This black and white photograph shows four older men in suits standing outside before an open door in a large building.  Three wear old fashioned cutaway coats, and one, Italian Prime Minister Orlando, wears a more modern suit.  From left to right the men are, UK Prime Minister David Lloyd George, Prime Minister of Italy Vittorio Orlando, French President Georges Clemenceau, and American President Woodrow Wilson.

[fidjiefidjie]

Bon Soir🆕️🕊️☮️✌️💙

Slimane 🎶 Résister (What about Peace?)

[picspammer]

Dave Gahan in One Night In Paris

[afterglowkatie]

cutest squad 🫶🏼 their smiles really say it all, lighting up the room 💛💚

[nautilusgays]

If I were making a mini series of 20000 Leagues Under the Sea I know how I would end it.

Aronnax is working on his book. He is feeling out of place and lonley in Paris, even though he's surrounded by people at the university, at the museum, and Conseil (and occasionally Ned) remains at his side. Even though he loves them dearly.

Pierre is walking around the museum looking dead and models of marine animals. They are nothing compared to the vibrant marine life he witnessed aboard the Nautilus.

Conseil suggests 'Monsieur should spend some time by the coast for his health?'. He knows.

Then we see Pierre working in a house with a beautiful ocean view. He is trying to finish his book but is constantly distracted and look out of the window, out at the sea - just in case..perhapse?

The final shot is him just standing knee deep, fully clothed, in the sea, staring out at the horizon. The camera just keeps zooming out and backwards across the sea. Pierre's form is getting smaller and smaller until he disappears. Now it is just the sea and the waves. The screen darkens into black, ready for the credits, but at first we are left with nothing but a dark screen and the sound of the waves.

[postcard-from-the-past]

1947 World Jamboree For Peace

French scouting themed vintage postcard, mailed in 1947 to Paris