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dreaming-through-lines · 1 year

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⊱ ─ CLIO’S FANART

Characters shown (in the first picture):

Qiu Lin ( Our Life: Now & Forever )

Baxter Ward ( Our Life: Beginnings & Always )

Cove Holden ( Our Life: Beginnings & Always )

Derek Suárez ( Our Life: Beginnings & Always )

Tamarack Baumann ( Our Life: Now & Forever )

Sebastian Ilahaj ( Andromeda 6 )

Caine Prins ( Tailor Tales )

Quest ( Blooming Panic )

Alkar ( When The Night Comes)

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eyrieofsynapses · 1 year

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good evening, all. it is May the 25th. our lilacs are blooming, just as the ones at the Watch House did. and I am thinking about remembrance of the fallen, and GNU, and the love in commemoration.

y'know, I read Night Watch… oh, maybe a year ago and some months ago. and the lilac symbolism, the remembrance of the Watch, has always struck me with the depth of the emotion of it, the tangibility of it in the flowers. but I wasn't aware that today was the day until I saw commemorative posts, all that gorgeous artwork and more, on my dash.

I was also not aware, until now, that fans commemorated the day not only because of the book reference, but in support of Terry Pratchett and of those with Alzheimer's. which knocked me over a bit because of course, of course the group that would use GNU to honor him would do that. and… I've been thinking about GNU a lot, lately, and this caught me again.

I read Going Postal a bit ago, and reread it recently. both times, the parts about GNU made me tear up. this idea of the names, the memories, the lives of the clacks workers who dedicated themselves to ensuring that people heard each other's voices—all those names spoken again and again and again by that which they poured their souls into, winging along in the air as they could not, an eternal reminder that they were loved—how could that not touch a person's heart?

when I found out that fans online used it to memorialize him, I damn well cried. hell, I still tear up just thinking about it. do you know, there's a code for an HTTP header "X-Clacks-Overhead: GNU Terry Pratchett" written by Reddit users to put in webpages, where it goes unseen by the average user? and in 2015, when Netcraft took a survey, there were eighty-four thousand websites using it? it's eight years later—how many thousands upon thousands of websites have this now, do you think? how many little cables of light has his name flown along, now? how many times?

that alone is absurdly and unimaginably lovely in its own right, but… there's something else to it. there's something about remembering with the lilac sprigs every year, just as Vimes and those who were there remembered their dead. something about how, when we take up our lilac sprigs, we carry a little piece of the characters in our hearts, too. I kept trying to put my finger on why that makes me tear up the way it does. the conclusion I came to is this:

what greater way to honor a writer is there, but to honor them the way they did the characters they poured their heart and soul into? what better way to say we know you and you are not forgotten and your work and words and gifts to the world are held in our hearts forever than to remember them by their own words, their own vision? how else could we say you embodied all the good you believed in and wished to see in the world, but to memorialize them after the little pieces of their soul they wrapped in ink and put upon the page?

it is a knowing of the writer, to remember them in their way. it is not a worn-out faceless platitude, but a reminder that their work has been read and will continue to be, that the characters and world they loved enough to bring to life last just as their name does. such remembrance is warm and loving and delights in their memory even as it grieves.

and now Pratchett's name has been written in his tradition, over and over and over, across the vast plane of the Internet, where it will—with any luck—continue to fly for generations to come.

there is no way to truly express the beauty of that… but perhaps we can catch a glimpse of it in the lilacs, both ours and the Watch's.

#the glorious 25th of may #night watch #gnu terry pratchett #discworld #I cannot express how much I love that our lilacs bloom at the same time as they do in the books #also I dearly wanted to include this little fact in my accidental monologue but it didn't fit. so in the tags it goes:#GNU Terry Pratchett is ALSO a Minecraft splash text #which is just. aaaaaaaaaaah of course a game with something like the End Poem would do that but aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah #I have many feelings on this and a decent summary of a lot of them is about the beauty of how humanity remembers and loves our dead #and also just... the love. the love that can be held for someone you never met #but whose writing and words can pierce your heart in the best of ways #and the love for characters--for the best of them are these little shards of the writer's soul that they decided to share #because that's really the nature of writing. baring your soul and your self to others in those persons you breathe to life on the page #and then sharing it with others just in hopes that it might ring true and inspire them #give them insight #help them in ways no one else could because only YOU could write that character and share that part of yourself #and by gods if Pratchett isn't among the best at that then I don't know who is #anyway. I have feelings and I accidentally turned them into a monologue whoo #have a good evening all

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widowshill · 18 days

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— But it's almost midnight. — Oh, that's the point! At the stroke of twelve, he turns into Dracula. C'mon, Vicki – he won't bite.

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#dark shadows 1966 #victoria winters #roger collins #➤ roger collins & victoria winters. ┊ pain sometimes precedes pleasure，miss winters.#vamp roger au tbt #➤ roger collins. ┊ I and my ghosts want a drink.#➤ victoria winters. ┊ because she’s lost and lonely. because she looks in shadows.#➤ edits & art. ┊ the evans cottage art gallery.#art.#i always feel a little apprehensive about putting r/v things in the general tags bc i know that's not everyone's cup of tea but.#if r/v squicks you out and you don't have me blocked idk why lmakldfgfg. that's what we do here.#well! did you know that the moonflower is a highly poisonous and psychoactive flower that belongs to the nightshade family #and can cause respiratory depression arrhythmias fever delirium hallucinations psychosis and death if taken internally.#and they are night-blooming and pollinated by sphinx moths. much to think about.#scenes from the vamp roger au that i've been plotting with tortie and have only posted like one thing about but. anyway.#should be making violent love to you behind a palm tree etc. but the moonflowers in liz's greenhouse will have to do.#yeah yeah yeah we've all heard about his more famous triangular cousin but what about the real collins vampire huh.#who was here in 1966 draining years off another man's life. who spent ten years in a coffin (augusta) and came back wrong.#who knows nothing but a habitual; driving; consuming thirst.#who feeds on the youth and innocence of his governess – of his sister's hospitality – of the shelter of the collins blood.#who prefers; instead of living; to bury himself in the collins tomb.#who creates not biological sons but makes other men into monsters just like him.#also lou was really hot as a vampire for 0.5 seconds in hods.

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krakrava · 2 months

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#street photography #street #street art #vienna #city life #wien #city scene #city photography #night life #dark sky #darkness #dark academia #blossom #bloom #spring #springtime

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differenteagletragedy · 2 months

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Sometimes when I feel sad I think about how in the Our Life x Blooming Panic universe, Derek would absolutely wreck societyboy, then I don't feel sad anymore.

#our life x blooming panic #derek suarez my knight in shining armor #societyboy get fucked

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hepbaestus · 1 year

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I really shouldn't be going back into my era of playing visual novels again. Especially when I have two exams next week.

Oh well.

It's not like I'll stay up until 4am consecutively for three days in a row playing them, right?

(it's already too late, I've already started the downward cycle)

#another fictional character for me to fall for #visual novel #error143 #our life: beginnings & always #blooming panic #when the night comes #i love visual novels so much #visual novels

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imabiscuitinthousandworlds · 4 months

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me, walking past a window, feeling actual warm sun for the first time in ages and forgetting entirely that i'm a very aroace winter child usually keeping away from light and warmth and romance:

Is this what they meant, The old poets, When they wrote of a rising sun, And brighter days, And spring fluttering in your stomach, And love blooming anew?

#a biscuit's rambles #it is good to see the sun again #and to feel almost warm again (excluding my hands here lol they're permanently cold)#and to. idk. spring does start life up again #it does feel good #and. i think i get it #i love the winter and i love cold nights and i keept being mildly annoyed when romance is everywhere #but i get it #and it is beautiful #idk #also whatever that stylistic device is where you swap words around i love that too #like instead of love fluttering in ur stomach and spring blooming (makes sense) it's the other way round #idk i just rly lieke that

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twottie-m8 · 9 months

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I often see comparisons of y/n as the stars to sun and moon's, well, sun and moon

However, I've always thought about it as y/n is the earth, the planet of this metaphorical solar system

#fnaf #fnaf sb #five nights at freddy's #five nights at freddy's security breach #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf sb daycare attendant #fnaf y/n #twottie talks #idrk how to put it #but like #it makes sense to me #the sun is already a star #and what often ties together the sun and moon? the earth #it basks in the suns warmth and blooms life in it #its seas are swayed by the will of the moon #its creatures form symbolic emphasis and express their undying gratitude #if there is anything i had to say that expressed the most love for the sun and moon it would be the earth

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zeestarfishalien · 11 months

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Random neighbor: Your flowerbed is so green and lovely, I see buds on so many of the plants but I never see any flowers.

Me an enby farmer with adhd: That’s because they bloom at night.

RN: What?

Me: They bloom at night Karen. When I’m awake.

#this is a joke based on a little thing called delayed sleep phase that is common in people with adhd #I’d only plant night blooming flowers since that is when I’d be most awake to enjoy them #my natural sleep schedule is to go to bed at sunrise #my hypothetical future if I ran off with this one friend of a friend to be queer platonic farmers in the middle of nowhere #gods I wish this was my life right now #dream life

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dangermousie · 6 months

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#kdrama #poll #master of the wind and moon #Hong rang #won kyung #queen woo #Sejak #fantasy sonata #haesi’s shinru #the crown prince has disappeared #the love story of Chun Hwa #the life of Mrs ock #flowers that bloom at night

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rainingmusic · 2 years

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Blue Oyster Cult - Take Me Away

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protaetia · 1 year

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🐞

#🐞#uniquely positive text post #I've been having a good week drawing goats in between work #I've also been thinking about my ocs a lot #i am filled with yearning for them #my nasturtiums have all sprouted and so have my tomato plants #the orchid i got back in march still has a bunch of its blooms and they are lovely to look at #i made myself (canned) tuna onigiri and smacked cucumber last night for supper after a long day at work #it was delicious with lemonade and i felt revived after eating it #life is full of delights and the small ones are worth so much #scuttlings

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amateruomi · 2 months

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taggies.

#☉ embrace the dawn with a heart full of joy for each new day is a gift waiting to be unwrapped. ⟋ heavenly verse.#☉ let your light shine brightly for even in the darkest of nights a single spark can ignite the heavens. ⟋ in game.#☉ in the tapestry of life every thread is precious. embrace the diversity of existence and revel in the beauty of unity. ⟋ answered.#☉ like the suns rays piercing through the clouds may your spirit break through barriers and illuminate the world. ⟋ meme.#☉ radiate kindness like the sun radiates warmth and watch as darkness fades in the brilliance of your love. ⟋ lore.#☉ the journey is not without its shadows but it is in the darkness that we learn to truly appreciate the light. ⟋ musings.#☉ the beauty of existence lies not in its perfection but in its imperfections embraced with grace and humility. ⟋ aesthetic.#☉ cherish each moment as if it were a delicate flower blooming in the garden of eternity. ⟋ dash game.#☉ with each step forward let your heart be filled with gratitude for the blessings that surround you. ⟋ out of power.

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elisaenglish · 3 months

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And our raw gothic conscience never ends...

#writing #love #life #essence #meaning #all eternal things #love in a time of...#in bloom #stripped and bare #inside of me #underneath it all #everything you and i #in the still of the night #beauty's where you find it #heart of darkness #this is how it goes #elisa english #elisaenglish

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i-appear-misssing · 4 months

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January 20th was crowned most blessed gay day for me in 2018 and by GOD it is holding that tradition fast

#broke the depresh spell by deep cleaning my tiny little apartment #put on my big girl pants and replied to my gigantic crush's story #and the girl who burst my gay bubble on that fated jan 20th 2018 still sends me pictures from that night how unbelievable is that #to me #to M E #I'm still so surprised whenever things like these happen #like oh yeah that's right people have liked me before and they will again #it's also......SO good to feel a new musical obsession blooming like i adored boygenius last year but now i can feel julien baker CONSUME ME #i am being buried in my own simpness for women #AND NONE OF THEM IS STRAIGHT FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE how awesome is tha #there are some.......minor issues with my body but today is a good day #I'll be patient and take care of myself and I'll get back to growing big and beefy in no fucking time let's gooooooooooo

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ttsukiimi · 13 days

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*ੈ✩‧₊˚ F⍣CK HER ‘TILL SHE SORE!

★ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ⎯ He’s not addicted to your cũnt—he swears. He swears even as he’s forced the fourth ōrgasm out of you tonight; and there’s more to come.

★ 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 ⎯ gojo x fem!reader, toji x fem!reader, choso x fem!reader, nanami x fem!reader, smut (mdni), tit play, multiple örgasms, size difference (choso), slight còckwarming (nanami), reader referred to as (princess, baby, doll, good girl)

✧･ﾟ𝓖. 𝓢 ✧･ﾟ

Gojo didn’t even know how he even initially found himself inside you—it was like one second he was cuddling closer to you as his eyes glued to the tv, then another your leg was hoisted over his waist as he jerked his hips into you repeatedly. Was it his fault? Had he begged you to let him put just the tip in? Yes.

But you had given in, and that in its own was your mistake.

“Stay still, princess, wanna give it to you good,” he whispered in your ear, the way his shaky breath fanned past your neck causing goosebumps to bloom on your skin. You nodded, though it wasn’t a promise, and tried to take each passionate thrust of his girth he gave to you.

You were clutching the couch pillow for dear life, whining as you felt euphoria rock through you so pleasurably for the umpteenth time that night. The movie playing had long been forgotten—only serving as background noise, and to Satoru a nuisance since the sounds drowned out your heavenly moans.

He huffed into the skin of your neck, determined to now make you louder, and a hot slap landed on your left cheek, effectively coaxing a loud yelp from your lips. “Mh—!”

And you were sensitive by then, his seed dripping from your battered cunt, your body shivering and thighs quivering, but even then he was set on urging one last orgasm out of you.

Or two.

Hell, he couldn’t even promise it wouldn’t be three. But he just needed to stay inside of you.

Satoru’s hands came up from behind you before they latched onto your chest, groping your tits as he muttered lewd words in your ear.

“You like when I fucking play with these pretty tits, hm?” He kissed your shoulder, and you felt a smile form against your skin as the only thing you could let out was a weak whine—too drunk on his dick to speak. Satoru groaned at the sound, his lips finding your pulse point as he spoke.

“Always so dumb once I get inside you,”

✧･ﾟ𝓒.𝓚✧･ﾟ

Choso doesn’t have an exact idea of why he loves being buried inside you so much; perhaps it’s the way you sound, the way you feel, or the way you look—tears in your eyes and all—but he does know that he’d die happy if that meant he was inside you in his last moments.

And he absolutely adores every minute that he is.

Because with how much your greedy cunt is pulsing around him, and your manicured nails are scratching red lines down his back, Choso thinks he’s really found heaven. Right between your legs.

“Baby, slow down, Cho,” you whined, your sight obscured with tears though you could still make out the image of his sculpted body over yours, and he’s so big compared to you.

Sometimes he might forget that—but could you blame him though? Anyone would forget about some mere size difference when inside your addictive pussy, and he proved to be that anyone.

Choso leaned forward, and in the process his hair fell forward, framing both yours and his face. His hands ventured up your body and found their place on your chest, squeezing the meleable flesh.

“‘S okay, you can take it,” he mumbled, pressing a quick kiss to your lips, uncaring of the slight drool dribbling from the side of your mouth. With each thrust the course hairs at his base tickled your clit, stimulating you in a way that felt so good your whole body was quivering with pleasure.

“Just..one more, baby,”

✧･ﾟ𝓝.𝓚✧･ﾟ

Sometimes Nanami finds himself wondering just what you do to him, how you’ve changed him in ways he couldn’t himself in the past years you’ve been together. He can't help but smile when he sees your infectious smile, and he melts when he hears your sweet laugh.

But, above all, you've created an addiction in him. One that he seems to think about every waking moment; even at work, and that’s new territory for him.

What’s worse is that you know. Always teasing him about how pussy drunk he is, how he’d really do anything just to be inside you—not like he’s denying that—but he can’t retaliate with the way the tips of his ears burn pink. So, he’ll prove it.

“Kento, what’re you—“ you cut yourself off with an uneven breath, eyes rolling to the back of your head in tandem with the way he pushes himself into you.

His strong arms are wrapped around you, keeping you in place, but he strangely doesn’t begin to move. The reason being—well, he’s testing himself. His resolve, his patience by not moving a single inch, even while being compressed by your tight warmth.

Which is proving to be a challenge already for Nanami.

“Proving to you that ‘m not—“ he halts, groaning and gritting his teeth as you slightly shift, causing a grin to flourish on your face.

“That you’re not what?” you retort, pushing your hips back onto him, taking him in deeper than he already was. Your hand reaches back and caresses his face, cooing above his lips. “Know you wanna move. ‘M not stopping you either, ken.”

You’re so close to his lips Nanami could move an inch and they’d touch, but he won’t, of course. But…when you’re fucking yourself on his cock, moaning out for him to hear, to tease him, Nanami thinks maybe there isn’t anything to prove.

Maybe he is drunk on your pussy.

✧･ﾟ𝓣.𝓕✧･ﾟ

Toji knows of his slight compulsion towards your pussy. His tendency to always want to be inside is truly something that needs to be studied—because there’s absolutely no way his sex drive should be this significant.

Admittedly, he is aware of his addiction, but will he take any action to try to change his behavior? No. That then becomes your problem to tackle, but you have the perfect solution.

“A what?” Toji mumbled, licking the scar on his lip as he creased an eyebrow upwards in confusion. You were sat on his lap, your arms looped around his neck and you began to speak.

“A Sex ban, Toji.” you attempted to suppress your grin when you saw the confusion on his face only deepen, and a big hand came to cup your cheek, forcing you to look at him.

“‘M not for all your little games today, doll. Got a mission tomorrow and y’know what that means.” he sighed, his free hand holding your waist, slowly sliding to the waistband of your shorts and beginning to pull them down.

“But, really baby, we—you need a break.” you protested, but just couldn’t counter back with the way his rough and thick fingers were already playing with your folds, gathering your essence.

Quickly, his lips were on yours and that shut you up, which gave him time to free himself from his sweats and enter you in one, swift motion.

He wasted no time in holding your hips and bouncing you up and down on his cock, a smug smirk on his lips as he looked at the way your eyes rolled back in pleasure. You weren’t one to talk about a sex ban when you could hardly even let him go on a mission for more than 2 days without complaining about how much you missed him and his magic dick.

“Now ya just be quiet and take what I give you, yeah?” he breathed in your ear as his big hands groped your tits, fingers playing with your hardened nipples. The pleasure coursed throughout your body so deliciously, already causing your thighs to begin quivering and your pussy pulsed around him, greedy to suck him dry.

“Good girl,”

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