#Ivory Moon

[ivorymoon-ffxiv]

Feeling cute

#ffxiv #screenshot #ivory moon #lalafell

[tempi-dispari]

New Post has been published on https://www.tempi-dispari.it/2023/11/06/rising-star-ivory-moon/

Rising Star: Ivory Moon

Proseguiamo questo nuovo spazio gli Ivory Moon, la nostra band Rising Star della settimana! Gli Ivory Moon nascono da un’idea di Fabrizio Zucchini e Mattia Cobianchi (primo chitarrista del gruppo), che decidono nell’estate 1999 di dare corpo alle loro idee musicali. Ivory Moon cercano di creare un sound proprio e riconoscibile dove le parti corali e classiche si fondono con le ritmiche aggressive e veloci. Tra fine 2000 e il 2001 gli Ivory Moon si esibiscono in diverse manifestazioni live, tra cui varie date a Roma e la rassegna di band metal Post Mortem all’Alpheus. Il genere proposto nel promo cd è un Epic-Symphonic Metal, con aperture ad altre correnti del metal.

#Ivory Moon

[softmangoes]

13 moons | ivory wraith x pc

18+ only | for @velvetburnt

i. the first time that the wraith senses you is when you step into the lake, shivering at the cold nipping at your skin. even meters deep in the rubble and the ruin, he can feel the familiar shape of your soul separated from him by rock and water and far too much time. he places a palm against the weathered stone, longing.

ii. when the veil that separates your world from his thins, the night bathed in red, he roams the streets searching for you. in life, the both of you were inseparable. in this undeath, there is a faint line tethering your souls together woven by the hands of fate and weathered by time. just before the dawn sun rises, he finds you sleeping in your bed. his mouth curls into a gentle smile, relieved. he trails a pale finger along your face before he departs.

iii. each visit, he grows stronger, more corporeal. perhaps his longing for you has only emboldened the horrible gifts that have been bestowed upon him. perhaps he has endured far too long without you in his arms. or perhaps he is hungry and he must feed.

iv. when he successfully lures you into his lair, pulling on the tether connecting you to him like a fisher with their line, he cannot help but hold you in awe. "finally," he breathes, voice sonorous as it reverberates throughout the ruined temple. "we are together again."

v. there is fear in your eyes, but fear is a fleeting thing - a temporary inconvenience in the face of so much time. love is eternal, enduring. do you understand, droplet? he would never hurt you, but he is so very hungry. his tentacles kiss your skin, their bruising suckers coaxing moans from your sweet mouth. oh, how he's missed the taste of you. he slips inside you. oh, how he's missed your warmth.

vi. to his surprise, you come for him next. "i know you're here," you say, skin dripping from the dive. your voice echoes throughout the rubble and while he can see you, the veil is too thick for him to manifest. "i know that it wasn't a dream." there is hunger in your eyes, an ache as fathomless as his. ah. so you've been thinking about him, then. the blood moon is soon. he cannot answer you now, but he will then.

vii. you do not struggle. at least, not against him. when you enter his domain, your eyes clear for a moment. "i know you," you say, beholding him. for a moment, he feels self conscious. he has changed so much since your souls last embraced. do you find him monstrous in his undeath, he wonders, with his many limbs and endless tendrils? do you find him horrible, with his teeth and tongue aching for you? will you shy away?

viii. you do not. instead, you wrap your arms around his cold neck and tangle your fingers in his pale hair. his many hands caress you gently while his lips lock with yours. he can taste your desire, your ache, your fear, your confusion and he eats them whole. the waves chew and all will make sense in time.

ix. the tentacle inside you thickens, making the walls echo with your whine as your pleasure crests. in life, he had only ever dreamed of touching you like this. in this undeath, he can listen to the siren song of your need for him forever. the wraith lifts your body high in the air, tentacles wet and writhing around you, so that he can bring his mouth between your thighs. his tongue is long and cold and it does not take much effort to make you shiver.

x. "i will take care of you, droplet." his voice is sweet, echoing like a long-lost song within the confines of your mind. when you kiss him, you taste the coolness of the lake's water lapping at your skin. "we will never part." the specter holds your hips in his large hands and sinks inside you. you gasp at the pressure, the stretch, but his other hands rub tenderly at your nipples and his mouth is so gentle against yours. you let the tide take you.

xi. "i have dreamed of this," he says. so have you, ever since the first night he took you. at first, you were frightened, terrified of your limbs moving on their own accord, but somehow, it all made sense when they brought you to him. somehow, deep down, you knew that you were where you meant to be. you rock against him, his mouth swallowing your moans as he fills you with the need you've been longing for your entire life.

xii. "who are you?" a pair of glowing blue eyes flick to yours. "i am who i have always been," he says, trailing his fingers along your skin. his touch is cool, like the waters of the lake, but not cold. you are both lying together on a bed of dried reeds and his many tentacles. you roll over to straddle his massive form. his gaze roams the expanse of your body and his eyes darken with a hadopelagic hunger. you brace your hand against his torso as you rub against his length. his tentacles wrap around you and his lips part in ecstasy, giving you your answer. "i am yours."

xiii. the night has ended far too soon. in his undeath, time is all he has ever had, but the next moon cannot come quickly enough. he sets you back in your bed and already he misses you. can you feel it, he wonders. can you feel his tendrils wrapping around the edges of your soul to claim you as his in the lifetimes to come? they taste the need within you. they taste the hearts that have softened yours. but alas, dear droplet, he has nothing but time. others may hold your affection, but there is no love as unrelenting, as inevitable, as the tide for its shore.

#degrees of lewdity #degrees of lewdity fic #dol fic #ivory wraith #ivory wraith dol #ivory wraith dol fic #i've been meaning to write a wraith fic for a while and this could not stop haunting me #i would like to gift this to velvet burnt bevause your tags make me laugh :) hope you like this one #fun fact there are 13 moon phases in the culture i grew up in so i wanted to pay homage to that hehe #my writing

[mxthtea]

i got a scene with eden and. i have no idea if it's new or not but it brings emotions

a non-consensual encounter begins. you can't do anything except press/click next and it lasts around 3-4 turns.

god when i saw this i got so sad. it's all the same no matter if you try to struggle or not,, the ending remark of "why did he lie?" made me let out a sad noise. this is just,, wonderful writing. i am depressed.

#degrees of lewdity #eden the hunter #i. #didnt think to copy all the text before screenshotting. #it's hard to type the long nails #it was also the blood moon and dante got possessed by the ivory wraith. got kidnapped by the weird fuckin. cult #then ivory saved him (giving him a lot more trauma and stress) #also before this i did the demon specific brothel performance which ended up with the crowd breaking through #dante passed out ini the middle of the brothel then got turned into a mannequin #cmon eden you're the onee stable thing in his life

[xjackxv]

ℭ𝔞𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔬𝔯𝔫 ♑︎

#Capricorn #capricorn astrology #capricorn aesthetic #capricorn sun #capricorn moon #capricorn moodboard #brown moodboard #mood #moodboard #mood board #brown #beige #white #ivory #green #cat #zodiac #zodiac aesthetic #astrology aesthetic #astrology signs #sign #star sign #green pastel #pastel aesthetic #pastel brown #flowers #green aesthetic #moon #sun #stars

[derangedrhythms]

Helen Ivory, Waiting for Bluebeard; from 'Bluebeard's Music'

TEXT ID: When Bluebeard played the piano moonlight leached through the curtains and stained his hands with its haunted blood.

#helen ivory #waiting for bluebeard #bluebeard's music #poetry #excerpts #blood #bluebeard #moon

[connortheconceded]

will i ever get tired of drawing ivory standing around doing nothing? most likely not...

#i mainly wanted to draw ivory's new holy avenger rapier which i gave a sun motif first to match their moon saber #and two i really like sun imagery #also holy shit you can edit tags now at least on pc #anahitdoesart #my art #my characters #captain ivory #dnd #dnd 5e #aasimar #paladin #holy avenger #angel

[smile-files]

oh dear, i think i'm starting to have a crush on the moon

#melonposting #objectum folks... perhaps i am one of you... :) #the moon is just so beautiful... she's a perfect milk-white disc of light tonight... all aglow and serene as she gently gazes upon us... #i can feel the love shining within her... she is grace and hope and compassion embodied in an ivory sphere that attends our humble planet.. #how lucky are we to have her... our tide-bearing maiden of seas and skies and stars! to be kissed goodnight by her silver lips! #how i love the moon <3

[degradinglewdity]

the ivory wraith: where the fuck is that little thief??

my pc, milking himself in alexs barn so he can avoid getting caught out and about by the wraith: hehe milk time

#this is literally how i usually get through blood moons #rn im jusst hoping i dont pass out 😭 #i made the mistake of doing dock work cuz i forgot its a blood moon #degrees of lewdity #ivory wraith #dol pc

[sillyman2001911]

so i have a new thing i love drawing more than anything its these silly little angle lion guys

i love them so much

they are the only thing i can draw rn

#and before anyone says anything its not the sun and moon guys from security breech i made the original design before i knew what fnaf was #my art #my art shit #my artwork #sketches #sketch #traditional art #doodle #my artwrok #my art stuff #my art <3 #my characters #my ocs #my oc art #my oc stuff #my oc character #my ocs <3 #oc art #original character #ivory sketches

[snail-scholar]

just graduated from the "cumoisseur" trait to the "cum dump" trait. thanks, ivory wraith, very cool.

#degrees of lewdity #ivory wraith #mentioned #i swear to god these events better be worth it #my promise to sydney is broken btw #the one i thought i could maybe keep by equipping a chastity cage before the blood moon #haha #clueless i was #now my gf syd will be heartbroken THANKS A LOT YOU STUPID GHOST

[hellofanappetite]

Disclaimer: keep in mind that Omar Apollo’s birth time has not been confirmed! So the rising sign & degrees aren’t 100% accurate.

Sun in Taurus - his outer personality is expressed in a sensual way, Omar comes off as someone who is grounded and capable of taking care of himself.

Moon in Scorpio - his inner self is a bit more reserved, it may take some time to get to truly know Omar, this is due to the moon being in its fall in the sign of the scorpion.

Mercury in Taurus - his communication style is expressed in a sensual way, his voice is high-quality. Just listen to his music & you’ll know! He writes beautifully, here are some examples:

Venus in Gemini - Omar approaches his relationships in an adaptable manner, Gemini is a mutable sign so his romantic interests or personal taste may change often.

Mars in Virgo - Omar focuses his energy in a very precise manner, he puts a lot of passion into his writing (lyrics).

Jupiter in Aquarius - Omar’s lucky when he is going against the grain, he is blessed when it comes to his originality.

Here’s an example: in the song Evergreen (You Didn’t Deserve Me At All) Omar says:

You know you really made me hate myself

Had to stop before I break myself

Shoulda broke it off to date myself

You didn't deserve me at all, at all, at all

These lyrics are impactful because they are coming from the heart, Omar is displaying his genuine self.

North Node in Virgo - Omar strives to perfect his skills in this life time, he can utilize his spirituality & imagination that come from his South Node in Pisces.

A Yod in astrology is relatively rare, and can be seen as “fated.”

Yods symbolize patterns in families that have lasted for generations. Carriers of the “Finger of Fate” can also feel insecure, or have trouble expressing themselves. They may find themselves in unusual situations. People with Yods in their chart have a restlessness, a sense of their unique purpose and a calling to be their authentic selves at any expense.

#omar apollo #astrology #birth chart #birth chart reading #taurus sun #scorpio moon #taurus mercury #gemini venus #Virgo mars #aquarius jupiter #Virgo north node #yod #zodic signs #house astrology #ivory

[missivoryrainbow]

Happy birthday Usagi!

Link to my Etsy

#Usagi #usagi tsukino #sailor moon #Usagi sailor moon #sailor moon redraw challenge #sailor moon fanart #sailor moon usagi #sailor guardians #unicorn #unicorn skull #unicorn girl #unicorn skeleton #unciorn sona #oc #unicorn oc #MissIvoryRainbow #miss ivory rainbow #digital artist #artist on tumblr

[idontnap]

I edited some covers and I thought that I would post them here in case anyone else wanted to use them for anything

#circe #the name of the wind #clap when you land #astonishing color of after #the hate u give #henna wars #on the come up #when the moon was ours #tash hearts tolstoy #the ivory key #book cover

[reginrokkr]

One by one, soft kisses littered twilight's back whilst he reposed in his arms. Noctilucous fauna and flora brightened their vicinities left and right, leaving behind beautiful colors that were rare to encounter during the night weren't for these magnificent species. Al-Háitham didn't lack the means nor the money to get anything Dáinsleif wanted, nevertheless, centuries ago he learned that he was a man who didn't need material items. It had been long enough since he had become apathetic, numbed by the passages of time.

This was the reason why the Grand Sekretar deemed suitable to bring him somewhere that could evoke pleasant memories from his distant home where luminescent fauna and flora created with the Art of Khemia thrived, in the core of Mahavanaranapna.

He ignored the compromising part of spending time elsewhere when he was as busy as ever as the Acting Grand Sage and Scribe among uncountable of duties more that weighed on his shoulders. Regardless, he would never fail to make some time to spend time with Dáinsleif for his birthday, even if it had been a very long time since the meaning of one's birth date lost meaning to him. His fingers interlaced with the blond's from behind, chin rested on his shoulder to heave a fond sigh. Truth be told, it had been sufficiently long since he had spend time with him, this feeling of longing was nothing short of missing him even if he would not say it aloud. Nor it would be necessary, Dáinsleif was perceptive enough to realise as much if he were to look back at the methods he used to bring him to Vanarana on his own footing.

"I am glad that you were born." He whispered low and tender to his ear, punctuated with a light nuzzle of the tip of his nose to his temple. That was the truth of his heart, an unquantifiable happiness that thanks to that he was able to meet him and be with him through thin and thick after all these centuries. And an even more hidden truth was buried deep in his heart. I love you.

Rose spots bloom on moon-sheen skin, leaving warmth of tender lips in their wake one after another on the expanse of twilight's back. Albescent lashes flutter close in utter relaxation, a sigh that abandons roseate lips shakes away all building tension that accumulates during void's search. It is no coincidence that gold and silver encounter themselves in the heart of Mahavanaranapna, skinny dipping in lunar and mythical water glowing below per its proximity to the Tree of Dreams. Unspoken words revolving around the device al-Háitham perfected centuries ago are a good lead to reasons untold why the scribe was sentient to his presence in Sumeru.

Not something the seraph minded, all being said. On the opposite, this but one of many proofs of strength his lover has, of authority and control that he hesitates not to put into practise for his own benefit. Despite what methods he may utilize, Dáinsleif knows that never once he sought to inconvenience him.

Moon-bathed lashes open to reveal icy sapphire depths when their fingers intertwined as amorous as ever, telling of a plethora of sentiments deeply rooted in their souls for centuries. Little by little, Dáinsleif has lost all meaning to his birthday, being the long living creature he has become byproduct of a cruel divine curse. One year more meant naught to him, as he needed not the material items of the mortal realm that humans rejoice in receiving them. Reason why he appreciates enormously that al-Háitham caught the cue of his thoughts despite the lack of words that always existed on the matter— regardless of his feelings, the luminary never had the heart to reject a single gift he gave him.

When Dáinsleif believed that there would be naught of importance to celebrate, al-Háitham brings him back to the semblance of humanity still rooted in his being: To be happy for one's birth. That is another way of putting it and in further consideration, the core of this celebration's meaning. Years, decades and centuries of wear and tear alongside phantoms of the past still present in his heart impede him to find any happiness in being alive— but there is something that gives him strength to continue, something that serves as a reminder that there is beauty in life no matter how unfortunate his circumstances may be.

❝I love you.❞ He murmurs gentle and loving, turning his head enough to place a kiss of his own on his lover's forehead. Astral pupils tremble slowly within azure depths, moved by the never extinguishing love that permeates his soul for al-Háitham. I love you are words Dáinsleif hardly ever susurrates, he knows, but they reflect encompass a fan of multiple thoughts and feelings he harbors for him.

Thank you for always staying by my side, even when I was at my utter worst when we crossed paths again amidst the Black Cataclysm.

Thank you for entering in my life. A life without you might have lacked meaning and humanity lost were it not for you.

...Thank you for existing. Yes, that may be a suitable core meaning to birth dates.

@samyavastha ✦

#lirenxing #◟༺✦༻◞ May your ideals prevail in ivory forever┊al Háitham → pulsarsky.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ Luminous salvation made manifest┊Dáinsleif × al Háitham.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ what use has the veil of falsehood? ┊ask.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ sapphire flames in their wake ┊ic.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ τόμος θ: Λυκόφως οι θεοί που πέφτουν┊Advent of Ragnarök.┊ #◟༺✦༻◞ Aria of the Empyrean ┊Sun & moon.┊ #thank you so much for sending this dear! #I can't with how mushy they are #all things considered djfhg #I love this really much