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talos-stims · 4 months
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tavern tactics dice | source
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holundra · 1 year
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breadclubrising · 1 month
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A long time ago, I took this screenshot, because the dramatic poses and composition here felt very Renaissance-y—everyone in it looks like they're missing halos. So I decided to do art about it! First I tried a Renaissance Oil Painting version, but found that the heap of Kenny and Ibushi didn't come across clearly enough such that someone looking at it for the first time could tell what they were looking at. So I tried a Stained Glass Window version... which made that problem even worse.
But I like what I did before I realized it was probably beyond my artistic abilities! Below the cut, I've put the (unfinished) attempts. At least they all got their halos!
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Peonies Blown in the Wind by John La Farge, ca. 1880
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ladamarossa · 1 year
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Uschi Glas in Seven Blood-Stained Orchids (1972)
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plush-rabbit · 2 months
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part 6 to the pouts and spots series when pls😔 i miss my jonathan lol
soon!! i started looking at it again and im like damn, i gotta get to the part!!
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falkonryderz · 10 months
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Cathedral - Stained Glass Horizon
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azzazglas · 2 years
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Modern glas in lood met houten basis stand vrij
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maximefauconnier · 8 months
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Richmond Transitional Kitchen Enclosed kitchen - large transitional u-shaped dark wood floor enclosed kitchen idea with shaker cabinets, medium tone wood cabinets, laminate countertops, green backsplash and stone slab backsplash
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myobt · 1 year
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Big, Beautiful Bugs
@rollend.glas (more…) “”
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The pictures show a mixture of my stained glass works for windows and door inserts. It is interesting in the pictures that no two of my works are the same or similar. Everything I do is unique and I am always inspired by the location when creating the form and the stained glass pattern.
STAINED GLASS ARTIST – CSILLA SOÓS: • WEB: http://en.sooscsilla.com/ • E-MAIL: [email protected] • MOBILE: +1 (424) 667-2826
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simp-ly-writes · 3 months
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Harvey's Proposal
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Pairing: SDV Harvey x Reader
Summary: The details, location, and everything else to do with the lead up to and actual proposal of Harvey to the Reader.
Warnings: swearing, slight angst?- just some miscommunication that leads to a HEA.
A/N: Harvey is legit my comfort writing character whenever I get frustrated with another plot.
Masterlist | Taglist | edited.
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You had noticed your doctor acting strange recently, he made less eye-contact than usual, became generally less communicative with you and had been leaving the house during odd times for "scheduled appointments." Yet when you contacted Maru for who he was meeting with that afternoon she said that the tables were clear for the day.
The furthest devils of doubt from the back of your mind began digging their way front and forward to your thoughts as panic soon took over every interaction you counted with Harvey in recent memory. You 100% thought he was preparing himself to break up with you as you were mentally preparing yourself for the heartbreak
One day, when Harvey comes back from the clinic without a speck of usual tiredness gracing his features has your heart stopping in the kitchen as you turn off the sink, drying your hands to face him. You watch as he stands there still- coat and scarf still off as your ears begin to ring. You were not ready for the announcement, not now- not ever.
Sadness began to creep onto your features, a few tears in your eye as you shook your head- not even listening to what he had to say. You watch through blurred vision as he races his way across the tiles- boots slipping from the recently moped floors. You feel as he pulls you into his warmth- long arms wrapping around your frame in a gentle yet firm grip.
You shook your head still as he squeezed you that bit tighter, he presses kisses onto the top of your head as you drop your body weight onto him- your knees giving up in your overwhelming sadness. Your hands shake as you try and pull away as you feel Harvey let you go.
The doctor stands there still- afraid of what you had yet to tell him, afraid of what caused you to have such a reaction. "A-are you alright my love?" Harvey asks, a few tears in his own eyes as he watches you suffer through what he has yet to understand- he wants to help you through whatever it is you are facing.
You cringe as you sniffle loudly and hiccup into a sentence, wiping your face against your sweater as you turn away to face the sink once more- not baring to look at him anymore. "Why did you not tell me earlier, Harvey?" you asked with grief.
Harvey stares at your back with split-second shock of trying to organizing the information of the situation- just like a medical report. "If I had known that you hadn't been feeling well recently, and- and not wanting to go on a walk with me this afternoon. I would never pressure you into going- darling. That I promise you, I'm so sorry if it came out that way, I'm so sorry that all this stress on my part is coming into our relationship-"
You turn around quickly as Harvey takes a step closer, you watch as his hand rises gently before your own and falls just as quickly to his side. "We were in a relationship Harvey!- we were meant to work things out! Go through life together without need to glance forwards or back, all I ever would need is to look to my side and see you there. That is life- what I thought to be and what I dreamed of. I CAN HELP with the stresses Harvey, I can help with the shit, with the fucked, with the world-ending beliefs. And is is not just that I can- its that I would- I would have without a second thought if you were to just have told me what was going on inside."
You take a deep breath of air in, trying to calm down your breathing as you grab a glass of water from the tap. You watch out of the corner of your eye as Harvey stands there still, tears like waterfalls down his cheeks- staining his dress-shirt and making it bleed all the way down to his heart.
He takes of his glasses, wiping his eyes with the backs of his hands before dropping to his knees. You drop your glass in a panic, racing to the floor as well as his head falls into your lap- you feel his ragged breaths as you rub his back. He sobs endlessly- gripping onto your pant leg- afraid to let you go.
Subconsciously you hand makes its way towards his tangled hair, combing your fingers gently through the knots as sigh out, leaning over to press a kiss to the top of his head. Once pulling away, he raises his head, resting his forehead against your own with closed eyes as he whispers out into the near silent kitchen.
"I am such an idiot," you feel his soft cries turning into laughs as you tense once more, "why would you say such a thing about yourself?" you ask in an equally broken tone.
"When thinking back- my recent actions or rather lack there of have been nothing less than... well shit. I'm sorry for all the secrets, some lies and my lack of presence. In my world- I was beyond worrying of slipping something up about my actions but it appears I have done that nonetheless."
Harvey takes a deep breath, eyes opening to capture your own as he fixes his glasses and pushes a hand through his hair- an action that signals he is outputting stress. "What I mean to say is that I love you so greatly- my dear. More than I can even put to words, to think, to know and even categorize what something like what we share can feel- I, I am always at a loss when it comes to you. Lost in the time we share together, lost in your smiles, your laughter, the presence you grace me with. I am the luckiest man alive and perhaps the most undeserving as of late. I love you- and it is you that defines what the word love is and it is only you that places these feelings and definitions into actions that I can only do my best to express."
Harvey shifts up slightly, proping himself up on one knee as you gasp, world spinning yet again as you experience a whiplash of emotions. You cry harder and crane your head back into joyous laughter as he does the same before calling you to face him once more.
"And besides the poor timing, the lack of romanticism, composure on my end and setting of this all. I can only hope that when I present you with this ring, you will help me to greater define what our love can look like, what actions we choose to take together, and make me able to look past, look forward, and to only see you in it all. Will you marry me?" Harvey asks, the ring shining underneath the warm artificial light of the flicker bulb that flutters just like your own heart.
You cry out a yes, you both falling against the tiles as you stare up at the ceiling and in one another arms. With the ring placed on your finger, you hold it up into the light as it refracts all around you- looking towards Harvey you connect smiles and relax to the word that is future.
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╰┈➤ A/N: currently crying over this, brb. (hope you enjoyed reading!).
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pituliya · 9 months
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15 stained glass recolors of Chrissy6930s round 3-tile-window
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15 pretty round stained glass recolors of Chrissy6930s round window from her luxury set. (1, 2, 3 archived by @captainjacksims). I only recolored the glas, but @cindysimblr recolored the master mesh some years ago.
I included meshes, preview, sources and swatches. Everything is compressed.
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ladamarossa · 1 year
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Seven Blood-Stained Orchids (1972)
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jacevelaryonswife · 1 year
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Unbent
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A shared smile is better than a lonely smile, so when you mirror each other's fullness on your faces, nothing else needs to be said, just felt.
pairing: Jacaerys Velaryon x Martell!Reader
a note: This work is a continuation of "Unbowed" but you don't need read it before to understand this part. Reader is female. english is not my first language.
It is not a mystery that Dorne resisted the dragons’s conquest over Westeros. The relationship between the Targaryens and the Martekk was never good, but your father, Qoren Nymeros Martell, Prince of Dorne and King Viserys I Targaryen seemed to have reached a peace agreement. Although disgruntled murmurs roamed the corridors of Sunspear about your father's attitude, in King's Landing things were joyous and the members of the court of Viserys, the Pacific, were more superb than ever about the king's conquest.
Of course, an achievement like this was great, but not free. A wedding would definitely seal the union between Dorne and the Crown, and of course, both men made sure it happened. At first you thought your youngest sister was the designee, but whispers denounced that you, the middle daughter of five siblings, would be responsible for choosing a Targaryen/Velaryon prince as a bridegroom. In all, there were three options, since Prince Lucerys was only fourteen and you wouldn't marry a child. Soon, upon arriving in King’s Landing, the first thing to be done was to analyze yor suitors.
Prince Aemond Targaryen was intelligent, handsome and mysterious. He was also reserved and clearly difficult to let anyone into his intimacy. You loved challenges, but maybe you didn't have as much time to make the choice. Prince Aegon Targaryen's reputation was the first thing that reached your ears, he was the first son of King Viserys I and unlike his brother, he was fully capable of debauchery. You didn't judge him, after all there was nothing wrong with deathing in a partner, however, the reports were not kind to the prince and he was immediately discarded from your options as you would not accept being betrayed with a maid or whore.
Finally, he was left. Prince Jacaerys Velaryon.
A curious creature indeed. You could see his nervousness during your parent's brief presentation about the two of you. The same nervousness was also present when he invited you for a walk in the garden, intimidated as your sharp eyes and sharp posture watched him. Your words were calculated and he felt the weight of your judgment, there was no way he could relax entirely, but he tried his best to be pleasant and kind. Jace didn't just ask about your personality, but also about Dorne's quirks. You liked the interest shown by him, keeping a sideways and discreet smile with each discursive answer.
He picked some yellow flowers for you along the way, attentive to every sentence you said. He took your hand gently to hand you the simple bouquet, earning a satisfied smile in return.
“They suit you.” He said.
“It's sweet of you. But as for you, my prince, what suits you?” You asked in a velvety voice, stroking his soft hair. “What would I like to know about you?”
His cheeks were stained a soft pink, but Jace managed to start a short summary on his personality. He told about preparing to succeed his mother and be a good king, he also told about High Valyrian classes in addition to other hobbies such as fighting, reading and riding vermax — whose offer you to know was made next.
He was charismatic, humorous, kind and handsome. Very handsome. At the end of the walk, arriving at a beautiful tree with tabular roots and orange flowers, you looked at him. You wanted to kiss him, but the morality of King's Landing and possibly the prince himself would not allow the act. But you were you after all. Approaching slowly, you walked until your noses were gently touching, chuckling soundlessly as his body stiffened in surprise. Blowing a light kiss on the prince's cheek, you thanked him for the walk and kindness, still too close.
“I'm glad you enjoyed it, my lady.” He almost stuttered, taking a deep breath but not pulling away.
From that moment there was no escape for him. He would be your husband.
Tours became longer lasting. He took you into other gardens, into the library, into the dragon pit (not impressive, it was quite ugly actually) to introduce Vermax. At dinners you sat side by side, laughing and talking about anything, in public places your hand was always on his forearm, sometimes, when no one was around, your hand snaked into his in a soft, firm grip. Most of the people at court looked your way because of your fancy, open Dornish gowns, but you learned to recognize evil glances in your lovely Jace's direction. Not just looks, but words too.
Never directly to him, never explicitly, but always understandable enough to know what it was about.
Once, Lord Redwyne cornered you in a hallway in broad daylight. He was courteous at first, a big bootlicker of the old ways and big families and blablablabla. But in a low tone he pointed out, indirectly and by implication, the illegitimate nature of his newly betrothed. It took nothing more than an irritated frown, clenched jaw, and clenched fists. You didn't have to speak a word to drive the grumpy old man out of your shadow, yet a part of you wanted to have dared him to speak word for word explicitly, crisply, and audibly enough for king Viserys to cut out his tongue.
You didn't care if he was a Velaryon or a Strong, you just wanted a loving, handsome, and affable husband, requirements your sweet prince fulfilled with praise. Every time something was hinted at about your bridegroom, you made yourself understood how you felt about it and such people never looked your way again.
The engagement period was delightful. Jace was charming. He courted you all hours of the day, loving sharing and listening to the rest with you. He learned a lot about Dorne and the Rhoynar, just as you also learned about the secrets of Old Valyria and the Targaryens before the conquest.
You were charming too, he thought, more specifically seductive. You were also determined and bold, difficult to intimidate and demanding to be pleased. Jace thought you were a remarkable figure. Beautiful, intelligent and with attitude. It was no secret that your arrival made him nervous, but living with you has accustomed him to your ways. It wasn't hard, maybe you just wanted what all the ladies wanted: to be treated with dignity and respect. And he was more than happy to provide that.
Unfortunately for you (depending on the angle), he respected you way too much.
The touches started slowly, soft at first, seemingly out of character. You wanted to soothe his face with your fingers, circle his hand with your thumb, trace his sharp jaw. You wanted him close. Two days before the wedding the last ride is taken between you until you’re just one blood and flesh. This time the path was led by you, purposefully going under the canopy of the beautiful tree where your choice was made.
“Remember the first time you brought me here? When we were introduced. That very day I knew I would marry you.”
He didn't bother to spare you a wide grin, grabbing your waist and laying your head against his. "Did you know? How smart my lady is.” he joked.
“I am really smart.” With a typical sideways smile, you confessed, “There's one more thing. At that moment, you didn't know how much I wanted to kiss you."
"You wanted?" Jace inquired in surprise.
“Yes, but I thought you would reject it. Too bold for a first contact, you know?”
“Very bold, indeed. I wouldn't reject you, I'd just push you away."
Approaching calmly, putting your nose against his, you spoke close to the prince's lips:
“And if I tried now, would I be turned away?”
There were several reasons Jacaerys feared closer contact with you before marriage. He didn't want to dishonor you before the court and your family, didn't want the same curse on you and your children. But at that moment there was nothing to fear anymore, you would be his beautiful lady wife and he would be your lovely lord husband. There were no more barriers separating your lips from his.
"No.”
And just like that, time froze as the softness of Jace's pink lips touched yours gently and firmly. There was nothing left in the world but the two of you. There was nothing but his hands on your waist and the full encounter of his mouth on yours. It was so sweet, so beautiful, so good. Reluctantly pulling away, the gleam in his eyes gave him away before the wide grin.
“Maybe I should say this tomorrow, but I love you, my lady. I love everything about you."
“I love you too, Jace. I love you." Your confession had him leaning his forehead against yours before wrapping his body in a hug. “I couldn't have chosen better.”
“Indeed.”
A shared smile is better than a lonely smile, so when you mirror each other's fullness on your faces, nothing else needs to be said, just felt.
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azzazglas · 2 years
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Glas in lood Asbakken beschikbaar mooie prijzen op etsy.com
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