Ala Ebtekar, Thirty-Six Views of the Moon (from the San Jose Museum of Art)
Cyanotype prints on found book pages exposed to moonlight.
Thirty-six Views of the Moon is a collection of night exposures, left from dusk till dawn and exposed by moonlight on book pages from texts referencing the moon and night sky spanning the last ten centuries. Working with photographic negatives of the Moon from the Lick Observatory archives in Northern California and treating each book page with Potassium ferricyanide and Ammonium ferric citrate (cyanotype) to make the surface of the page light-sensitive, the pages are then exposed overnight by the UV-light emitted by the moon. The work takes its cue from a poem by Omar Khayyam that imagines us as the objects of the Moon’s omnipresent gaze and, in response, produces a vignette of windows on the Moon that abstract the typical celestial gaze, merging galaxy with ground to collapse space and time.
(McEvoy Foundation for the Arts)
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I love them so much and I hate everything. I want to burn it all down. I hate that they are going. I know they were always going to, I know they chose to, but I want to annihilate everything and everybody responsible for taking them away from me.
I've read their letters, smiled at their photo dumps, raged at their Wlives. It's not okay. All of this is fucked up.
I know that in the middle of all of this they'll be fine.
But man...
I love them so fucking much it kills me. Also, I'm thankful. So thankful that for the last 10 years I've been part of their journey, and I intend to be for the several more decades of it. I will be here seated and cashed up for the rest of it. I'm thankful that Namjoon, Seokjin, Yoongi, Hoseok, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jung Kook exist and are the sort of people they are. I hope they learn more about themselves, grow in resilience, intelligence and kindness. I hope their experiences there enrich their lives somehow, inspire them to express themselves creatively again, as BTS and solo artists.
I hope they work hard, stay healthy, and stay happy.
But fuck.
I'm so angry.
So fucking pissed.
It already hurts like hell to miss them this bad.
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Namjoon gives you a belly bulge
thirst drabbles (7/∞)
fandom » bts
pairing » namjoon x f!reader
rating » 18+ (minors dni!)
genre » smut, established relationship.
word count » ~ 550
warnings » profanity, dom/sub undertones, belly bulge, big d*ck!joon, size kink, rough sex, unprotected sex, breeding kink, dirty talk, lmk if i missed anything!
Another whimper escapes you, eyes closed shut from the bliss that enraptures your mind and body. Namjoon buries his nose in the crook of your neck to inhale your scent. His hand, gentle yet firm, puts pressure on the bulge that has appeared in your belly. You gasp, soon followed by a groan that reverberates in his throat.
“Would you take a look at that! Fuck. Your little pussy can’t even take my cock properly.” He nips on the sensitive flesh of your neck. You jerk a little in response, overwhelmed by the feeling of his cock filling you up so well. Namjoon repositions himself to look into your eyes.
“Look at me, baby, c’mon.”
The moment you open your eyes to meet his gaze, he starts to pull out. You shudder, feeling all those veins and ridges of his length dragging deliciously along your gummy walls. Before you can process anything else, Namjoon thrusts back inside. You cry out as you’re pushed upwards from the force.
“Joonie—” your voice is small, barely audible. He sets a pace that is ruthless, cock repetitively hitting all those sweet spots inside you. The sounds you make with each of his thrusts are like punctuation. Your eyes roll back whenever his tip brushes over your cervix. You’re overflowing with fluids, leaking and gushing around him. Some of it runs down your inner thighs, slathering over him also.
“You’re making a mess, baby, fuck.” Namjoon catches your lips in a searing kiss. Your back arches, breasts pressing into the hardness of his chest. He growls when he feels your pebbled nipples against his skin.
“M– ugh, I need more!” you whine, breaking the kiss abruptly. Your hips buck up to match his rhythm. Namjoon lets his hand slip between your joined bodies, gently stroking the belly bulge.
“Oh baby,” he rasps, “wonder how your cute tummy will look when all nice and round.” Your pussy clenches when you realize what he’s implying. “You’d love that, won’t you? Do you want me to breed your little womb? Yeah?”
“Fu–fuck— Joonie! Yes!” A strange wave of carnal desire pulses in your body. Namjoon notices immediately.
“Is that what you want, hm? Pretty tits full of milk for our baby who’ll grow inside your tummy?”
You shudder against him, his hips roughly pounding into you. He takes the hold of your left leg to place it on his shoulder, cock now hitting deeper into your pussy.
“I’m gonna fill you up with all my cum, baby,” he mutters under his breath, pressing a kiss on your stomach. “And you’re gonna keep every single drop of it in your pussy like a good girl. Okay?”
However, you’re way too preoccupied to answer his question, brain addled at how good he’s screwing you, promising you things you’ve never dared to think about. Namjoon doesn’t appreciate your silence. His hand slowly runs down from your belly bulge to clit, a shocked gasp escaping you.
“Answer me, baby. You’ll keep my entire load inside your pussy like a good girl, right?”
You clench around him upon those words, lips moving to utter a breathless “yes”. Your teary eyes meet his, head nodding fervently. Namjoon can’t help but groan at your eagerness, thrusts turning sloppy.
He loves you so, so bad. And it will be the same for your kid.
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