#ether (undefined)

[reactionimagesdaily]

#I like the ether baybey #reaction image #reaction meme #daily reaction images #image mood: [undefinable] #submission

[bossdeathcat]

tags !!

#third eye (ooc) #ether (undefined) #you have become as i am (neutral) #an adequate offering (memes) #none other than i (musings) #you lead them unto death (bad) #be all and end all (aesthetic) #poor little meow meow (crack) #there was four (bishops) #fated vessel (the lamb) #o ye of little faith (good)

[headspace-hotel]

There's a plentiful supply of nature and ecology writers that criticize "Anthropocentrism" and tell readers that we shouldn't consider ourselves more important than other life forms, and then they write things that are like "We evolved to live in Nature in a Natural environment...Long ago humans lived as hunter-gatherers instead of farming and domesticating animals...But when civilization was created, man unnaturally subjugated and modified plants and animals...Bringing them under human control for his own benefit...Man replaces natural ecosystems with artificially created "post-natural" environments...Now humans live in an unnatural environment that is separated from Nature...and i'm like buddy. do you even hear yourself

Since I have access to a bigger library now, I've explored "deep ecology" and "green anarchism" and "Biocentrism" a bit more and what i've seen is still kinda silly. The writers have very thoughtful theory and philosophy of diverse subjects relating to morality, society, power, and liberation, but...they just don't know very much about Nature.

I mean several things by that: first, they're not clear on the boring, practical details of things like food systems and the way construction alters ecosystems, second, they don't try to clearly define what "nature" is, and third, they act like "nature" has a clear definition anyway.

Now nature is pretty much undefinable anyway, a couple possible definitions are "all things that exist, have existed, or are possible in the universe" and "the thing that a forest has that a parking lot doesn't." You can say "biodiversity," but every space has biodiversity, and it's not clear how much biodiversity a space is "supposed" to have, we're just going on vibes. And the vibes are right, in a way; I visited an old-growth forest and it was DIFFERENT than any place i'd ever been in a way that is hard to describe. A flourishing, biodiverse ecosystem is different than a parking lot, a lawn, a monoculture field of corn. They say it's good for your health to be "in nature." What does that mean? At what point does a place become "nature?" How many trees does it have to have?

Something that is so painful to me is when people write "Human activities" as a cause of biodiversity loss. This is an act of cowardice. WHICH human activities? Name them.

A lot of nature and ecology writings treat humans like they have an anti-biodiversity force field that emanates from them. They write like lands on Earth are each contested between two inversely proportional forces, "Nature" and "Humans."

Without any more information, this is ethereal bullshit on par with crystals having energies. I am totally perplexed at the lack of curiosity about the specific causes and details of "human impacts." The division of habitats by so many roads and relentless speeding of cars with no way for wildlife to cross...the dumping of massive amounts of poison into soils and water...the wounding and disturbance of topsoil...these are the "human activities," but we can imagine a world without such destruction, and we can create that world.

Too many essays and papers talking about Nature non-specifically, an Idea of Nature, a Concept that everyone just intuitively knows. Nature is...you know...wildness! and trees! and...well, you know, NATURE!

And we do know! When we step out into the parking lot surrounded by low, squarish buildings and blaring signs and the stink of car exhaust, we know that something is very wrong with this place! Even we find these horrible un-places harsh and unwelcoming.

But it is very hard to imagine something different, because the other type of place, the place that is beautiful and soothes the spirit and is full of life, is by definition the place where humans only go to visit, the complete opposite and inverse of a place where humans work and live! Wherever humans live, shop, eat, fulfill their daily needs, that place is Not Nature.

The huge mistake, is that we believe that it is necessary to have places that are Not Nature. We believe that for humans to exist, areas must be set aside where the very concept of Nature is utterly obliterated.

From this imaginary and dismal point of view, we have to carefully confine our own lives to places that are utterly poisoned, sterilized, made into a hostile wasteland, and leave all the rest of the living biosphere to itself in pristine preserves.

And in this imaginary and dismal point of view, the one that divides Earth into Nature and Humans, it is okay to poison and to sterilize and to destroy, because humans must live SOMEWHERE, therefore Nature must be utterly excluded from at least SOME of Earth.

BUT...WHAT IF EVERYWHERE IS NATURE? What if the dandelions in the cracks of the pavement, the lichens growing on the park bench, the wildflowers on the side of the road, the sparrows in the parking lot—what if they are all Nature just as much as anything else? What if they too are sacred? What if it is our responsibility to see the connectedness of all life and to care for all ecosystems, however broken and hurt they may be?

What if Nature is not distant and abstract, untouched in some pristine place, but always reaching out, digging into the crumbled concrete and gravel and compacted ground, clawing to return to us and bring us back home?

It does not take away from the value of the old-growth forest or the unplowed prairie if we open our eyes and see even the scraggliest patch of overgrown weeds for the powerful manifestation of Nature it truly is.

Nature is not a place or a thing. Nature is the Movement, the Endless Happening, constantly alive throughout all life, the way of all things being family, the way of all things taking care of each other, the way of all life being constantly transformed through one another. You breathe the breath of the trees of your home, you drink the water of the streams of your home, you eat the sunlight that falls on your home, grown in the soil where all things go to be transformed through death into a new form of life, fed by the mycorrhizal network, pollinated by the bees, wasps, flies, and moths, nourished by the bone, blood and manure of beasts, and ultimately the fertile river valleys where agriculture first began, were replenished by the rich silt that washed down the river, which came from the forests in the mountains that shed their leaves to make a feast for a million decomposing critters, which is how the rich soil is made.

In this way they all take care of you, and in return you are asked to Live—to take care of them in return, to live as part of the great family of everything alive, to live, to live

What are human activities...? Deforestation? Mining? Spraying pesticides? Building housing developments? But is that all? Are we inherently a "bad" and "destructive" species, or is our ability to acquire and pass down knowledge, use tools and novel behaviors, alter our surroundings, shape ecosystems, adapt our lifestyles almost infinitely, and persist in almost any environment, simply incredibly powerful for good or for evil?

First of all, what better way to demonstrate a contrast to anthropocentrism...than to compare the impact of humans alone to the impact of an ENTIRE KINGDOM OF LIFE, the fungi????? Of course all of Fungi are more important than one single species??? Wtf?!?!?

But also, we should not convince ourselves of our own insignificance and worthlessness to the biosphere, because in the same way that individual self-loathing can be a way to avoid the hard work of loving oneself and advocating for the love one deserves, collective self-loathing as a species is a way of avoiding the responsibility we have to other life forms.

How can this author not think of a single role Humans play in the ecosystem?? What species plants trees, saves seeds, documents rare plants, rescues injured animals and heals them, raises orphaned chicks, manages controlled burns, digs ponds, thoughtfully harvests in anticipation of future seasons, mercifully culls in understanding of suffering that cannot be fixed? What species writes a new chapter in the genome of the American Chestnut so it can be saved from extinction? What species mends the broken kakapo egg with sticky tape? What species addresses their own habitat with that fondest name of Home?

#nature #we are a keystone species #you are a caretaker #humans

[jakelandryshorts]

The Wrestler

(AI art created by Jammer Link)

“Mr-Mr Stafford? I don’t think wrestling is right for me…” Ned stammered as he walked into the wrestling room. The strong smell of musk filled his nose and he found it hard to breathe.

“It’s coach,” Coach Stafford snapped.

“Of course! Sorry! Coach!” Ned quickly corrected himself. He didn’t understand this sports stuff too well. He was just in the library studying for his Intro to Biology 1100. College was so new for him, that he didn’t fully understand what was expected of him but he figured he had to try to say yes a little more than he had when he was in high school. That’s why when Coach Stafford came over and asked him to join the wrestling team, he spoke without thinking. “But I’ve never wrestled before…”

“That’s alright,” Coach Stafford said. “Everyone has to start somewhere. And as long as you listen to me, you’ll do fine.” His brow raised as he looked down at Ned. It was the tone drop that made Ned really shake. “You are going to listen to me, right?”

“Of-Of course! I’ll do whatever you say coach!” Ned said dutifully. As he agreed he couldn’t help but feel as though there was something different about him all of a sudden. He brushed it off.

Coach Stafford’s grim mood quickly changed. “Good. Go put these on.” He handed Ned a pair of tight wrestling shorts.

Ned did as he was told. Any resistance he would have met with, instantly turned into reasons why he should listen. He couldn’t exactly wrestle in his normal clothes. Besides what if they got all sweaty or gross?

“Good,” Coach Stafford said. “And you’re okay with me making you big and strong?”

“Y-yeah,” Ned nodded. He wouldn’t have minded gaining a bit of muscle on his weak frame.

“And you’re okay with me telling you what to do?”

“You are my coach,” Ned answered.

Coach’s smile broadened. “Perfect. That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.”

Ned’s eyes narrowed in confusion. Something about Coach Stafford felt off. It was almost like he looked semitransparent. “Co—” Ned was about to say before a glowing ethereal mist that was heading directly for his open mouth. It entered inside of him.

“Sorry bud. This’ll be a bit uncomfortable,” Coach Stafford said as more of his body grew more transparent.

Ned struggled to say something. Anything at all. Only gagged muffled sounds escaped from his mouth. He tried to grab at the string of mist entering inside of him, but its incorporeal form was impossible to grab onto. His fingers slipped through the glowing green mist. He can feel it going down his throat and clinging to his gullet. A small bulge of a tummy pushes out from his thin body.

“C-coach?” Ned asked the now empty room. His mind was reeling from what just happened. Even stranger was the full feeling in his tummy. He rubbed it gently trying to calm it down. “Coach Staff—” A deep grunt forced its way out of his chest. Ned’s body buckled. Whatever was inside him was starting to move. It was stretching out his insides.

A series of moans and groans filled the room as he rolled around on the wrestling matt. It was the craziest feeling. Every part of his body was pulsing. Ned could almost see his muscles growing. What had been completely weak and undefined was rapidly refining itself. Muscles molded and sculpted itself onto his frame at an alarming rate.

He could see his biceps forming and rounding out. Thick forearms with a dense lattice of veins led to massive hands. His neck widened. The moans and groans only grew deeper. Each time resonating more off the concrete walls.

Ned could feel his bones growing longer. He was getting taller. His shoulders were wider while his waist stayed perfectly trimmed. His silhouette actually looked somewhat intimidating. “F-FUCK!” He cried out as his back arched. The growth of his quads happened to press hard against his dick that was currently raging in his wrestling pants.

His massive hands gently massaged and moved it out of the way. Slowly Ned came back down from his painful state. He rolled around a bit before standing up and looking at his reflection. The one looking back wasn’t what he remembered. The feminine face he had had, had squared itself off into a masculine jaw. His brow had pushed forward a bit and his eyes were almost dark and mysterious. He reached up and ran his hand across the tiny bit of peach fuzz rounding his mouth.

“What the—”

“And I was saying…” Three guys walked into the wrestling arena. They stopped and looked over at Ned. “Oh? Is the fresh meat already here?” The other two laughed. “Let’s get a few things straight. I’m not some pansy ass bitch like Luke was. You’ll listen to me because I’m seniority here. Got it?”

Ned felt his eyes roll. “Maybe if you could actually win a match when we needed it, I’d consider it.” Ned said. But Ned didn’t say it. He could see his mouth moving in the mirror and feel the words vibrating in his throat. And even though it sounded like Ned with a slightly deeper more commanding tone.

The guy looked stunned. Then pissed. “Really bitch?” he stomped forward. “You think just cause you’re new here I’m going to take it easy on you? What’s your name bitch?”

“Ned,” Ned replied. He was screaming in his head, but it came out with a calm and cool confidence. “Why don’t you prove that you’re worth listening to?”

Anger turned into rage. “FINE! One round. Loser has to do whatever the winner says! And don’t think those showy muscles you got are going to do much of anything. You need real talent to do anything against me.”

“Talent?” Ned scoffed.

‘WHAT THE FUCK!?’ Ned was screaming inside his head as his body readied itself to wrestle this other guy. He didn’t understand what was going on or why his body was doing this.

‘Calm down,’ he heard Coach Stafford’s voice in his head. ‘You’re distracting me… It’s annoying. Just calm down and go along with it. I don’t need you fuckin’ this up. Got it?’

Ned went quiet. He didn’t understand it, but if Coach Stafford was still around, that meant at least, in some sort of nebulous way, something made sense.

It was Ned’s body that set itself up in front of the other wrestler. Even though he’d never done anything in his life like this, his body took on perfect form. One of the other guys watching counted down. On one, the other wrestler charged.

“Asshole…” Ned grunted.

The wrestler just smirked. He had grabbed a hold of Ned’s body. But Ned’s leg had made its way behind the wrestler’s body. It swept the wrestler’s leg out and the two fell to the ground Ned quickly recovered and went for the pin. The wrestler struggled as much as he could, but the sheer strength in Ned’s body made that completely useless.

The two lackies reluctantly began to count. They waited as long as they possibly could, but Ned was declared the victor.

“Fucker,” the wrestler growled. “Two out of three.”

“God damn you’re a little bitch. Do you really think that another round is going to turn out differently? Or is it that you just loved feeling my body on top of yours?” Ned smirked. He raised a bicep and flexed it showing off. “I mean I wouldn’t mind getting on top of you again.” The strain in the singlet only grew as more blood pumped into his dick. It looked like a full blackjack club was running down his left leg.

The wrestler flexed. His anger was still raging. “Whatever asshole.”

“Oh! One more thing,” Ned said. “Kiss it.”

“WHAT?!” the wrestler roared.

“Kiss it,” Ned positioned his massive dick forward. “You said I could make you do whatever I wanted. Right? Or are you that much of a loser bitch that you can’t even keep up on that? Or maybe it’s not enough… Do you want to suck me off? Or feel it deep inside your asshole?”

The devilish smirk on Ned’s face only pissed the wrestler off even more. But that was the deal. He dropped to his knees and gave Ned’s massive slong a kiss. “Fuck you…” the wrestler cursed as he went to leave again.

‘Phew…’ Coach Stafford’s voice rang inside of Ned’s head. ‘What an asshole. Am I right?’

‘But what just happened?’ Ned question.

‘Hmm? Oh. I just took over your body. Sorry about that. It’s just Luke graduated and was going to start his new job that I needed someone new to take his place. Hope you don’t mind. After a little while when you start learning how to wrestle, I’ll let the training wheels off. Alright?’

Ned felt as though he had control over his body again. The amount of power that he could feel in his arms felt unbelievable. Even just standing there he felt like he could lift the world. He flexed and watched as different muscles on his body bulged and shifted. ‘Yeah… I don’t mind…’ he smiled.

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[akugyu]

۞ featured characters : kamisato ayato, al-haitham, and kaeya alberich . . . mentioned thoma + diluc.

۞ genre / warning : suggestive. borderline smut. very much fingers in the mouth. cheating, mentions of hate sex, the ruining of the readers crushes. my writing, because i haven’t posted content since april </3 barely proofed tbh.

۞ word count : estimated 1.6k

۞ summary : based heavily on three separate songs !! they were never the first option . . . maybe someone you admire from afar, worked for, or even loathed— but they desired you, nonetheless.

kamisato ayato was not under any circumstances an ignorant man, nor was he blind. brightly colored sapphire's dulled by violet hues would often catch you tucked away in corners of the estate, gawking after his too friendly for his own good housekeeper, thoma. oh how ayato loathed the way your eyes lustfully followed that man's every move, but regrettably he had found himself unable to make his own advancements towards you. had you not already vocalized how selfish you thought the master could be, perhaps he'd already have you wrapped around his finger. though, the commissioner knew your words lacked any real semblance of truth behind them. you were his most beloved, and trusted member of the shuumamatsuban after all.

he wondered if he could compromise something so structurally stable by clear hierarchy.

atleast, that was until he saw something to his distaste… thoma's steady hand reached out to stroke against the delicate and supple skin of your cheek. hidden behind a pillar of the common room, he silently watched in a seething emotion that he couldn't quite comprehend. was it jealousy? the way that blush crept up straight to your ears, while the moonlight danced across your features so effortlessly through the window had him cascaded in rage.

as his housekeeper turned away from you to take his leave; ayato failed to show constraint, quick to approach you. a gloved hand ghosted along your arm, yet his grasp turned harsh. even as a forbiddable ninja, you didn't have the time to process his actions. you were suddenly shoved against the door of ayato's quarters. a groan of displeasure sounded from your throat, effectively making him twitch with an unmissable ache. the sounds you made were always so sinful, he couldn't help but to ponder over all the noises he could have produced from your mouth. all for the sake of his ears alone.

"my lord–"

"i could be a better boyfriend than him…" the grip tightened, holding both of your dainty wrists above your head now. with an undefined strength, his knee wedged your legs away from one another; slipping his thigh to rest between them. rather efficiently, the pressure he applied retrieved such an exquisite sound that made him want to devour you whole. using his teeth to discard the glove that hid away the slender length of his fingers, ayato's thumb graced your bottom lip, parting it from the upper one ever so slightly. "thinkin' i'm gonna steal you from him… i could be such a gentleman."

"... my lord." you tried again; weakly mumbling with a hint of desperation.

his eyes darkened greatly as you spoke, strands of diluted hazy blues encased his face ethereally. opening your mouth to speak once more, the man rolled his eyes before shoving two fingers past your lips. your eyes were quick to widen in shock, but nonetheless he became pleased when you began to suck them off. a sadistic laugh echoed around the room, the head of the kamisato clan was over delighted of the sight before him.

"you simply talk too much my dear," his lips began ravishing the salty skin of your neck; voice too overcome with luxuria. "you needed to be shut up. behave for me now, little one." you could only moan in response, far too distracted with the intrusion pressing on your tongue… oh yes, he'd have his fun with you indeed.

he despised you, oh so very much.

everything about you was too infuriating. the way you talked, so sultry and smooth. the way you walked, hips swaying back and forth with each step. the way your eyes sparkled with glee and excitement when your words would cut him down from the pedestal that he sat upon. the grand scribe of the akademiya wanted one thing… revenge.

revenge for every ounce of hatred you made him feel. revenge for the way you made his heart pound in his chest. revenge for the feelings you'd never return. revenge for looking at that lowley scholar in such a seductive, romantic, and sickenly sweet way. revenge for the way you sat on the other side of the bar, flirting with the disgusting excuse of a man while he sat next to his latest conquest. al-haitham's eyes were locked on your face, wondering all over your body and undressing you in his head, wondering what your nails would feel like while they dug into his sensitive skin, as he drove himself into you over and over again.

"... al-haitham–! are you even paying attention to me?" the woman spoke in a hushed tone, trying to remain unheard by the other customers.

his wandering eyes didn't leave you as the other woman spoke. watching as you finally looked his way, he mumbled, "i think i'm mentally cheating."

“mentally cheating?"

"i think i'm mentally cheating… how could i be so disobedient?" al-haitham clenched his jaw as you licked your lips, and stood up. your dress rode up a little too far, and your date reached out a hand to pull it down before you swatted it away. "can't help the fact that i caught feelings…"

the man stood from his seat as well, leaving the woman yelling after him as he walked after you when you moved towards the restroom of the infamous bar. you felt him before you saw him. the stalking presence was overwhelming; you felt as if you were a weak prey being followed by a dangerous predator. the moment that the door closed, al-haitham had you pressed against the dingy wall, his hand tightly wrapped around your throat while his lips approached your ear.

"you drive me insane, did you know that y/n?" he breathed against you, hungry and desire ridden for someone he was supposed to hate. "feels like hell to be in love with someone else… how do i draw the line?"

you laughed, and it made him cringe. "we'll want to cross it all the time."

"i mentally cheated." the grip tightened around your neck, yearning to taste that bitter revenge the more you opened your mouth.

"... why not do it physically?"

the grand scribe mimicked your earlier laugh. he didn't need to be told twice as his lips met yours in a feverish act, his lower half grinding against you to gain a better sound than the one of your voice. the curiosity of how you tasted only somewhat satisfied… fuck, why did you give him butterflies? he wanted to kill them, and make you beg for forgiveness for making him feel this way.

you were almost too much for kaeya alberich to handle.

it wasn't your sass. nor was it your inability to sit still for a duration longer than he could breathe. no, it was your infatuation with his brother. the cavalry captain was fighting for your attention, and leaving secret hidden marks of his desire for you on your collar bones behind angel's share. yet, each and every time the two of you walked into the tavern, your eyes were locked on the fiery redhead. was it him? or did he simply not satisfy your inner fantasies?

after everything that kaeya did for you, he assumed you would make a choice that led you straight into his arms.

everynight, you came crawling to him with tears in your eyes over his elder brother paying you no mind. oh, how he abhorred so much hatred towards diluc for not noticing your beauty. rightfully so, he was a little jealous of the tavern owner for having your complete attention on him, though he understood he couldn't be so selfish when you were often tucked safely in his tighter than usual embrace.

tonight was no different.

knock. knock. knock.

a sound that was barely audible to his ears once you knocked at his door. opening up to see you standing there, tears in your eyes and covered from head to toe in rain water, reeking of alcohol. he knew he shouldn't, but he was going to anyways– what followed could be dealt with the next morning, per usual, when you were sober once again.

"i told him…" you muttered softly.

he didn't hesitate, his morals flew out of the window as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you inside. kaeya's hands were on your hips, fingers digging in a little too roughly as he craved to absorb your entire essence within himself. for a brief moment, he searched your face for any sign or expression that said you didn't want him.

he found nothing on your face, save for desperation.

"you're so tempting… cold like the breeze–" kaeya's lips finally met yours, and it was like nothing you had ever felt from him before. this time it was ridden with possession and desire. somewhere in your dormant state of mind, you finally felt what he felt. "... but you're warm like the beach."

steady, target locked hands tugged at the hem of your shirt to free you of the soaking mess that the weather had created. everytime that he undressed you further, his fingers followed suit, caressing every inch of cold bare skin that he exposed for his own selfishness. you were all but nude when he finally had you pressed against the satin sheets of his bed, all the while, your head was violently spinning. not from the alcohol, but the new intoxicating taste that his lips brought to your sensitive, wanting skin.

"... it's what i need." he mumbed softly against your thighs, leaving behind a wake of all the previous marks that have begun to fade.

vibrant, and longing eyes were rolled back in your head as you grasped into the dark strands of his hair that were known for obscuring your vision one too many times. "... i'm what you need?"

"you made me wait too long, now i'm going to make sure all of mondstadt hears my name being screamed by your beautiful voice." that diluc, heard your screams of pleasure.

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[thesorcererpoet]

Between speech and word,

a shroud of doubt

may cloud

even bright ambition

and shout,

“Come now and show

the way

the patterns move.

Dance with me so that I may

dash the page with an ethereal quality,

and bring to mind

ineffable thoughts

of holy fingers wispy touch,

and brightness undefined by glow.

Let the eye within taste that

which

the

mind

will

fail

to

swallow.”

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[namelessbutters-doodles]

I Wouldn't Change a Thing about it 18+ Mdni

Velvet Von Ragnar x Paul Stanley

⚠️ Warnings - Sex

Velvet's point of view.

_________________________

His Luscious curls all over the place Draping almost off the bed.

Well toned body drenched in sweat coming close in contact with mine every time making him arch with pleasure as I thrust into him.

Nails clawing into my back, gripping me hard marking me.

Bruises covering his body also when I marked him.

Moans that may sound disgusting due to how loud he's becoming yet there angelic too me.

His eyes making contact with mine, when we look at one another.

Screaming my name over and over again when he's Cumming.

He looked like a mess Yet He looked....

Ethereal.

Sprawled out beneath me, as I fucked him roughly within a inch of his life. Pushing him more and more deeper into sheets as we go.

Like I depended on it. Like he depended on me.

Taking him apart and putting him back together like always I do, when he comes to me all a mess or so stressed out that one more problem could completely break him leaving a broken shell of himself.

I never want to see him broken, ever.

I don't think I could handle that after spending some time with him through these months....wait....365 days....a year!?! It's been a year since we met and starting this with him, Shocking me.

No wonder, I can't stand seeing him down. Hence, all these feelings that I have are evolving every time were together.

Looking down at him, he's squirming with undefinable pleasure. Those little pleas coming out of his mouth, pleading me to go faster to why'd I stop. Taking me out of my thoughts.

It seems that I have stopped moving, He looking at me with those sweet eyes of his. Tears peaking out from the side of his eyes, i go to wipe em, making eye contact with him.

He stays still but he trembles as I touch him Gently. Probably getting overstimulated, I thought.

''You ok, Darling?'' I asked, softly.

''Yes, M-M-Mommy I'm fine...'' He stuttered, shaking.

I Looked at him with concern, He's telling the truth but there's somethin else he's not telling me. Somethin that probably made him come to me tonight. Stressed out and begging me to do this him tonight without holding back.

I never Hold back with him but tonight it seems that I am.

''Do you want me to keep going?''

''Yes, Mo-'' I interrupt him.

''Call me Velvet, Sweetie.'' Caressing his cheek.

He looks at me.

''But Mommy, wHa-.''

''Forget about it, dearie. I don't care, You deserve to call and scream my name as much as you want Starshine~''

He doesn't say anything back, He looks at me Lovingly once I said that.

''Really Velvet?''

I leaned in closer, A inch away from his soft lips.

''Yes...Paulie.'' Kissing him passionately, Closing our eyes as we intertwined ours hands together as we fall onto the bed once more, Continuing our fuck session.

The fuck session that now has become Lovemaking.

We made love Slowly, I thrust and slam my hips into him. Making him moan quietly. I grunted as I went on, enjoying his lovely sounds radiating from him.

Enjoying him more as I love him.

''VE-VELVET!!!'' He cried, wrapping his arms around me. Spewing out obscenities that I never expected him to say but I chuckled a little at it.

''Wh-AH! So funny?''

''Nothing, Darlin. Nothing at all~'' I cooed, Kissing and grabbing his curls hard as i yanked it.

The Night Goes on and on Till I finished in him, Steamy cum Rushing out into him almost gushing out of him as I pressed against his prostate hard. He twists and turns his body much as possible as I fill him hold him tightly, He screams as loud as he can.

''VELVET!!!!! He cried out, Tears streaming from his face as he too finishes, Overwhelmed.

What says next confirms Everything.

''I LOVE YOUUUU!!!'' He screams.

He holds on to me as I gripped harder and kissed him once again.

Pulling away from him, Breaking contact with him except for my cock in him. I Respond back.

''I Love You Too Paul, I love you too.''

......

Once I pulled out, I gave him a soothing bath. Some food for his stomach, he didn't want any at first but his stomach said otherwise.

I praised him, telling him sweet things. Stroking his hair softly as well as caressing him.

We laid together bare on the bed Once more, Tired and sated from the lovemaking.

He looks at me lovingly while I do the same.

He falls asleep before I do, I gather him in my arms holding him close.

his hair in my face as I nuzzled his head, I didn't care.

I never thought That I, Velvet Von Ragnar Could ever fallen for Someone.

Someone who didn't care that I was different from the rest, Someone who cheered me on when I preformed, Who stayed and helped clean up the place. Made exceptional desserts for me to just eat and probably was for other's but I don't care. Someone who was there and...

Yet,

I wouldn't change a thing about it.

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Reblogs and Comments are very appreciated~

Some sort of au, I've been thinking about.

Will talk about it later, otherwise

Enjoy ^W^

#mini fic #kiss #kiss band #kissblr #kiss army #okay to reblog #paul stanley #velvet von ragnar #velvet x Paul stanley #starchild #butter's speaking #mini fics #kiss fanfiction

[haileyywrites]

-> Getting close to mortals was always a bad idea. Xiao knew it would end it tragedy... and it did

-> Reader has no gender or pronouns mentioned! Reader has an undefined terminal illness! Reader death - not graphic!

Xiao was far from approachable and often didn't even show himself to mortals. He had no desire to interact or grow close to them, their lives were short and he would live beyond countless of their life times. Connection would be pointless as they would die long before him and he would be left empty and alone again. There was also his bad karma - his taint and sin that would harm or corrupt those around him. The only thing he had left to live for was serving the Geo Archon and fulfilling the contract he made with him, until the day he finally met his end.

Despite all of this, you still managed to make yourself a place in his life - in his heart. Your bright eyes and warm smile blew him away... You were careful and kind with every step you took to bring down his walls, stone by stone with time and you never pushed his boundaries. Your warmth scared him, your kindness suffocated him - but with you he didn't feel like he needed to air or to breathe. How you managed to do all that was beyond him, perhaps deep inside he craved for someone like you to appear and soothe his centuries old wounds...

You were always so full of life... He would see you climbing around everywhere, especially the tree that housed Wangshu Inn. Even if you didn't like heights it felt amazing to be able to climb up there with your illness. You would do it during the evening to watch the stars at night. It was an ethereal sight to see you so content with your gaze to the sky, he just couldn't look away. His instincts were to scold you for such a stunt - what if you were to fall? You could so easily get hurt! Humans were so easily broken... Their light could so easily fade in an instant. He was overwhelmed with the need to protect you from everyone and everything.

Yet there was something even he could not protect you from - your own body. You had been ill and bedridden from a young age, through age and careful care you got better to the point you were able to go out and experience life like any other being. You made friends with not only humans, but animals and even him... You brightened the world of everyone you came across, some were more than content to try and take advantage of you. Thankfully he was always there to protect you.

Sadly your health had been in a steady decline for sometime now... Xiao would notice all the signs, yet could do nothing but watch as you slowly got worse day by day. It started simple with your growing lack of hunger and constant tiredness no matter how much you slept, you became out of breath or dizzy after just a short walk when before you could climb to the top of Wangshu Inn with barely a sweat - now stairs became your worst enemy. Xiao didn't mind carrying you to see the stars on the balcony, but he didn't take you higher to not tire you out more.

He couldn't stand seeing you like this, watching as you withered away slowly right before his eyes... He blamed himself for worsening your already compromised health. It had to be his bad karma that was draining you and making you sick - you would still be happy and healthy were it not for him! But that wasn't true and you both knew it. You were just lucky to have had some years where your illness was better and you could live relatively normally without it wearing you down constantly. The only thing you could do to prolong the inevitable was to lay in bed and rest, take some medicine to numb your pain and use incense to help you breathe better.

You were done with laying down and resting - you had done it all your childhood and lost years to your illness. It could not be cured and it would not get better, death was at your doorstep and prolonging it felt pointless and painful - you wanted to actually live before you had to go... Xiao wanted you to rest like your doctors told you to, but respecting your wishes was more important than his own feelings.

“I just wish I could climb up this tree just one more time and watch the stars until the sun starts rising...” You stared up at the branches of Wangshu Inn longingly.

“I will take you.” Xiao simply responded. You turned to look at him in surprise to see he was already picking you in his arms.

He knew you wanted to climb up yourself, but you both knew it sadly wasn't possible for you to do anymore. He held you tightly and asked if you felt secure as you wrapped your arms around his strong shoulders from pure instinct - he had carried you enough for it to be normal and natural for you two. You simply nodded with a smile. The climb was quick due to his teleportation, he could have teleported to the roof straight away, but he didn't. You wanted to climb so he let you feel the wind caress your features the higher you got.

Tears of happiness began gathering in your eyes as you felt so touched by his actions - even as he didn't want you out of bed, he respected and even fufilled your wish. By the time you reached the highest point the tears had began falling down, Xiao was shocked and concerned as he swiped them away carefully. He gently laid you down to sit on the roof and he did the same, the wind was colder high up and Xiao noticed you shivering from it. He moved to sit behind you with his arms around your middle pulling your back to rest against his chest. His body was surprisingly warm and his embrace made you feel more comfortable.

The night sky was pitch black with the starts covering it entirely, they shone exceptionally brightly tonight. You tried your best to make out any constellations you could see. It was to keep yourself from acknowledging the overwhelming tiredness washing over you... It wasn't the kind where you needed sleep, it was the kind from which you would never wake up from. You didn't feel scared however, this was the most beautiful night you had witnessed in your entire life - you couldn't be happier to be in the safe and warm embrace of the man you loved. You wouldn't mind slipping away like this...

You stayed mostly in a comfortable silence with the occasional banter shared between you until the dark night turned into the bright dawn. The first rays of the sun began lighting up the world around you, illuminating the world golden. But, was the sun always this bright? You felt as if it turned into a blinding white light that didn't stop shining even as you closed your eyes. It slowly dimmed down turning into blackness that you couldn't escape, the world became silent and your body felt completely numb... Until everything was gone...

Xiao stared at your face silently, your expression was so calm and serene... He could feel your body become limp in his hold and cold against his heated skin. His shoulders began shaking as he silently sobbed, he could barely hold back from screaming in agony as he felt his heart shatter when yours stopped beating. You were at peace and no longer in pain, but he couldn't help but wish things could have ended differently. A selfish part of him blamed himself for not making you rest - you would have lived a little longer, just a little longer... But he knew it wasn't right. You didn't deserve to live in pain for his sake. You died content and happy, not many had such a fate.

He burried his face into your soft hair, it smelled like sweet soap - like you. His tears wouldn't stopping falling no matter how long or much he cried. He truly was cursed to suffer the loss of those around him, the people he cared about the most. He knew you opened his heart for you in hopes you would do the same to someone else. But he opened it for you and you only... And now you laid dead in his arms. He never deserved your kindness and love, yet you gave it to him without a second thought. But he was so glad to have you for the short time you had together. He just couldn't understand how the world could let you die just like that and he would never forgive it for this...

I'm sorry :') I'll admit I had tears in my eyes while writing this, but it might just be me being sensitive lol

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[shikantazaart]

An Intriguing Dive into the Ethereal: A Review of an untitled Broken Mindset piece

The world of digital art often serves as a refuge for those looking to escape the mundane realities of the everyday, offering glimpses into realms unknown and emotions unexplored. Broken Mindset, known for their avant-garde and thought-provoking pieces, has once again delivered a masterstroke with their untitled work.

Upon first glance, one's attention is immediately seized by the trio of otherworldly beings, swathed in vivid, canary-yellow fabric that seems to be a stark contrast to their surreal, gaunt appearances. Their humanoid visages, tinged with a pale pink hue, possess elongated, void-like eyes that seem to pierce the soul of the observer. These visages, juxtaposed with the almost mollusk-like creature cradled by one of them, create a scene that teeters between the realms of sci-fi and fantasy.

The use of bright yellow is both intriguing and jarring. Historically, yellow has been synonymous with caution, but also with enlightenment. By dressing these extraterrestrial figures in such a shade, Broken Mindset might be suggesting a duality – that these beings come with a message, one of warning, or perhaps, wisdom.

Texture plays a pivotal role in this composition. The rough, rugged landscape juxtaposed with the smooth, almost ceramic texture of the figures creates a dichotomy that is palpable. The wrinkles and folds in their clothing further add a layer of depth, grounding these figures in a tangible reality, even if they seem to be from another dimension.

However, as with any artwork, there are elements that might raise eyebrows. Some might argue that the choice of color, especially the dominating yellow, could be overwhelming. Others might yearn for a clearer narrative or context. But isn't that the beauty of art? It's subjective, meant to evoke varied emotions and thoughts.

In conclusion, Broken Mindset's untitled work is a mesmerizing amalgamation of technique, imagination, and emotion. It serves as a testament to the infinite possibilities of digital art, reminding us that sometimes, it's the uncharted territories and undefined narratives that leave the most lasting impressions.

For more of Broken Mindsets work visit:

#digitalart #aiart #art

[celestiall0tus]

So, can Marinette also make physical illusions? (Also, I love that Paradise went from a simple genderbend au to probably your darkest au)

Yes. Simply put, illusions are extremely versatile. so allow me. Also, time to fine tune this bitch in here.

We start with this Volpina.

Volpina in Miraculous AU is terrifying as she realizes the true power of illusions. She can create invisible illusions to patrol the city and stalk the other heroes, camouflage herself with the environment so only a truly perceptive eye can see her, create illusionary nine tailed foxes as combative guards that are real until harmed when they vanish, mimic other voices, false environments, and just so much more.

In a certain chapter I'm fine tuning, you see just how easily she can manipulate things with illusions. She watches the situations from afar through her illusions, sharing "false" memories to the other heroes, eavesdrop, and possibly more. In a scene with Viperion, she's able to showcase her using the voice mimic and makes Viperion de-transform and transform again before helping the unconscious heroes de-transform.

In a few deleted chapters, she is seen conversing with Sleuthlynx through her illusionary foxes. Her thoughts projected and spoken by the illusion.

This is all due to her lesser power being that of illusions and her greater power (that she doesn't use as often) is shapeshifting.

Activation Phrases

Transformation: "Trixx, Conceal"

Lesser Power: Trick

Greater Power: Shift

And that brings me to Volpina from Absolution. This Volpina can do the mentioned above, but is never on the field. She always sends illusionary doppelgangers to do her work while she remains in a safe, hidden location. I don't have as much on her compared to her Miraculous AU counterpart, though Absolution is going through a massive overhaul in terms of story, so yeah.

Speaking of the overhaul, shapeshifting was dropped to keep the illusions power. Her passive is a form of persuasion where whatever she says, people believe (much like Hoaxer) with her main power being Illusions.

Activation Phrases

Transformation: "Trixx, Conceal"

Power: Trick

Now, Vixen for Separate Worlds won't be as crazy with her illusionary powers, but did use them to enhance her performances. Creating a spectral and ethereal display/concert to accompany here. This would range from illusionary back up singers, music as she'd deviate and do her own thing, to a play that fills the room that'd usually be akin to a movie with the moving illusions putting on a play.

Her illusions are a mix of false and real. Meaning if one were to interact with them. They'd either feel as real as another person or their hands would pass through the illusion as it dissipated like it never existed.

Activation Phrases

Transformation: "Trixx, Conceal"

Power: None/Innate

Now brings me to Marc from Salvation. So, his is a little undefined as I'm working on incorporating him into the story as we speak (his struggles, goals, etc). As of now, he can do the same as the other foxes to a point, but I haven't exactly pinpointed his use of illusions aside from two possibilities:

One that he uses illusions to appear like society's version of normal and as a visual display for his creativity. With these ideas, it makes him more akin to Vixen than Volpina.

I will also add that with these ideas, I may end up elevating Marc to Avatar status, but we'll see. Until that day should occur, he has only the power.

Activation Phrases

Transformation: "Trixx, Conceal"

Power: Trick

A slight change of plans with Paradise. Bridgette will be the fox holder known as Void. Given what I've set up for Paradise, Void will be a mirror to Miraculous AU's Volpina. She can create a network of shadowy illusions and see through them all, create illusions capable of harm, but can't take any damage otherwise they are destroyed, speak through her illusions, and more. The only limit really is her imagination.

Activation Phrases

Transformation: "Trixx, shroud."

Power: Trick

Luka gets his time with the fox as Maestro in Siren's Song. His power is illusions that he uses for more music and sound based illusions. Also, just a fun detail, the colored parts on him change color based of the music he plays with his powers.

Activation Phrases

Transformation: "Trixx, shroud."

Power: Trick

Alya is finally Rena in Amaranthine. Her power is that of illusions on par with that of Miraculous AU!Volpina.

Activation Phrases

Transformation: "Trixx, shroud."

Power: None/Innate

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[lovesickstorm]

_-A poem for my fellow lovesick people who are in too deep with fictional characters old enough to be their dads-_

the realm of emotions, where hearts collide,

I find myself entranced, love's path I can't hide.

A tale of longing, a bittersweet refrain,

A lovesickness that dances in my veins.

Oh, fictional character, wise and mature,

Old enough to be my dad, I must endure.

Within the realms of imagination, you exist,

Stirring emotions, a love I can't resist.

In dreams and pages, our stories intertwine,

A forbidden connection, a love so divine.

But reality whispers, reminding me true,

That you're but a figment, a character I pursue.

Yet, in the depths of my heart's secret space,

I yearn for your presence, your tender embrace.

Your wisdom and charm, like a siren's sweet call,

Leave me lovesick, craving, desiring it all.

Oh, how I wish for the lines to blur,

For our worlds to merge, for love to occur.

But alas, my dear character, it cannot be,

For you are but fiction, forever out of reach to me.

So, I'll cherish our moments within my mind,

A love that's ethereal, yet so undefined.

For in the realm of dreams, where fantasies weave,

I'll remain lovesick, forever unable to leave.

And as the pages turn, and the chapters unfold,

I'll treasure this love, both precious and bold.

For in the world of fiction, where hearts are set free,

I'll be lovesick, entwined with a character's fantasy.

#poetry #poems on tumblr #lovesick #fictional characters #this made me cry ngl #i was listening to Runaway by AURORA while making this

[silviatheorbit]

One of a Kind Album Review!

I will be repeating this all summer for sure! I really love this direction sound-wise for Loossemble. The album all together is a 8.5/10.

Before I rank each track individually,

Track 1 : Intro (A butterfly's signal)

A pretty good intro! ngl the beginning scared me, I thought we were going to go to a sound more like Birth if you know what I mean...But anyway, someone said it sounded like Burn the Bridge (by le sserafim) and I kind of hear it, not to mention the spoken lyrics as well (which le sserafim does for their intros). I don't really mind, though. I still like Searching for their Friends better just because it feels so grand, but this is a different concept so I understand why they sound different. A solid 8/10.

Track 2: Girls' Night

Overall, I do like it. I especially love the chorus and post-chorus. What definitely made me enjoy it more is having heard some of the instrumental beforehand. The first verse got me hooked, same with the pre-chorus. The chorus has a lot of overlapping ad-libs which was very confusing on my first listen, but listening to it again I actually love the chorus. The bridge is okay, not groundbreaking but it does the job. You'll notice I've avoided talking about one part in particular, and that's the 2nd verse. In my first album review, I had the same problem with sensitive. The talk - rapping completely ruins the overall mood of the song. It at least seemed less out of place in Sensitive. But in Girls' Night, with a much different concept, it sticks out like a sore thumb. I already layed out my other issues about talk rapping in the Loossemble review, you can find them there. If the 2nd verse had been different, this would have had a higher score. But alas, we'll have to settle for a 8.5/10. It's a good title track that could have been great.

Track 3: Moonlight

While the beginning starts out with an undefined ballad vibe, the song slowly solidifies into something more substantial by the chorus. Comparing the beginning to the chorus, most people wouldn't think they were part of the song. Bizarrely, the change works well. I can't exactly point out what genre this song is, but I like it. I probably won't listen to it much, but it's certainly not bad. A 8/10.

Track 4: Boomerang

Why...just why...this type of song, reminiscent of Oops! by Loona is my least favorite. The chorus is really not that bad, but the verses are abrasive and not in a good way. It's saving grace is the bridge, carrying So What's torch with ethereal bridges. As Hyunjin says in Boomerang, "So high up in the air, you'll fly away". I have nothing else to say. 6.5/10, the .5 is from the bridge.

Track 5: He Said I Said

Since this was my favorite from the track previews, I'm not suprised how much I like He Said I Said. It's a spring track through and through, I love it. Right before the last chorus when Hyunjin says, "You are my only desire" is my favorite part of the song. It just scratches an itch in brain. I need it in a loop. 9.5/10.

Track 6: Truman Show

My favorite track??? It reminds me of Day by Day in a way. I love that Yves, her sister, and Gowon did the lyrics together! Speaking of lyrics, the meaning of this song is so interesting.

I see 2 meanings to the lyrics,

the first: Unrequited love, using the metaphor of Truman Show. In case you didn't know, Truman Show is a movie about a man who's whole life is being broadcasted on TV, everything around him is fabricated, his friends, family, neighbors. The lyricists say that, "This is my own Truman Show that just endеd", meaning they thought their crush loved them but in reality the narrator was only imagining it. It was all fake, like everything around Truman in the movie.

the second: About someone going through a breakup (probably because the other person cheated). In this version, the narrator's partner was faking their love all along, hence fake like Truman Show. I think this interpretation is most likely the one the lyricists intended

Thank you Loossemble for giving us this masterpiece!!! Some lyrics that stood out to me:

Say anything to me Lie to me sweetly

This is my own Truman Show that just ended It's like I'm throwing it away, sorry, too bad (Too bad) The acting was quite clumsy, too late

I don't know who I am, in this empty heart

Track 7: Starlight

Lyricist Hyunjin appears again for her 2nd ballad. This is probably my 2nd favorite, not as good as Day by Day but still memorable. Some lyrics that stand out to me:

Even when the cold wind blows, inside my heart There's only one thing that burns, your light

You filled me up with starlight Dyed in your color

Closing Thoughts: Thanks for making it all this way! Not as good as their debut album but not bad either. I'm so glad we got to see the members be more involved in production. Especially Hyeju writing the lyrics for the title track was pretty crazy. It was so cool to hear the underappreciated members of Loona have the spotlight. Can't wait to see what Loossemble does next!

#kpop #song review #music review #album review #music #loossemble #loona #hyeju #gowon #hyunjin #vivi #yeojin #youtube #one of a kind #era: one of a kind

[bangsmusicandentertainment]

New Single - New Album: Riversend

Riversend's music sets a notable mood that sometimes leaves the listener unsure in the distance of dreaming whether to feel lost or found. Yet, when all is said and done you know you have happened upon a work that is complete and magical. Undefinable is a good thing and Riversend's sound encompasses much.

The single from the album, "Withering," is a slice of delicate heaven and the violin opening is the dressing of perfection.

The self-titled album is a treasure within itself. This duo loves their art and it is so notably precious. The album is a must for any music savvy listener to own. It isn't often this level of musical appreciation comes together. We are giving Riversend's album major BANGS! And loving it all the way.

RIVERSEND ALBUM TRACKS

1. Dreaming

2. Withering

3. Revolution Is My Name

4. Moonlight

5. Phantom

6. When All Is Lost

7. Dead & Gone

Bonus Tracks:

Withering - Naked Version

Dead & Gone - Single Version

Bandcamp:

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[myfriendtheghost]

My New Year’s Eve Josh fantasy is meeting as strangers at a bar, flirting all night long, and then standing side by side as the count down begins, chanting along with everyone else. When the new year rings in, and everyone around us is lip locked, we both share a shy but eager look until the alcohol running through my veins takes over and I say “fuck it” before pulling him into a kiss that he happily returns.

And before we part ways for the night, feeling much less like strangers and now in this new undefined ether, we exchange numbers with him repeating over and over “please text me tomorrow. I’m really drunk right now and might forget, so if I don’t please do.”

And in the late morning, when I finally wake up, I see a message waiting from him asking to start off the new year right with a date ☺️

I feel very normal about this

#chatswithkatie #definitely normal very much so #:)))) #gvf #joshua #greta van fleet #josh kiszka #asks #anon

[undrgrnd-nft]

UNDRGRND DIGS 057

Dilation by LaserLewDude

ORIGINALLY POSTED 1/9/23 ON UNDRGRND

5 Artists From the UNDRGRND Collection 

UNDRGRND DIGS is a periodical feature showcasing artists that the UNDRGRND curators dig. We sift through the social media and NFT platforms to find the best artists waiting to be discovered. UNDRGRND believes in the artists we feature and we will purchase NFTs from each artist featured.

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Parviz

AVAILABLE ON OBJKT.COM

Parviz’s series So Far So Close creates the experience of jumping into a painting or the psychedelic experience of fading into oneself. The most unsettling experience may be Birth where we’re allowed to dive into the universal experience of creating consciousness. The more serene series, like Return to NY and Planet of W.i.s.h.e.s , still provide an avenue into psychedelic realms and a higher self. All of Parviz’s work attempts to raise the audience’s awareness to their full potential, which is a positive outlook many could use.

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P1xelboy

AVAILABLE ON OBJKT.COM

True to his name P1xelboy manipulates pixels to his will with dazzling projects on f(x)hash. P1xelboy allows viewers to enjoy playing with glitter without the impossible task of cleaning it up in his interactive series Indefinite Glitter. However, P1xelboy finds a way to break away from his moniker by playing with words in his series Malaphors. The series highlights the often repeated cliches of terrible advice or mass-produced wall art, but with the humorous misquotes associated with malaphors. 

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Kiki

AVAILABLE ON OBJKT.COM

A graphic design artist creating topographical abstract digital scans, Kiki, earns bonus points for references to Lord of the Rings (Sauron in the Metaverse). Kiki shows the importance of naming abstract pieces with works like Ethereal Consequences of Actions - Kissing, where the viewer gets the impression of two individuals kissing in the misty, undefined space of the ether. The soft colors and lighting give the piece a romantic feeling reserved for those magical, peak experiences when kissing a loved one; those moments that make life feel worth living and as if there is such a thing as fate or divine intervention bringing two individuals together. 

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Feriwe

AVAILABLE ON OBJKT.COM

Feriwe’s doodles capture the art of storytelling for children and adults who wish to relive that feeling again. Filled with magic, limitless possibilities, warm comforting love and a healthy obsession with the moon, Feriwe’s work translates to any language. Each work captivates the inner child while conveying a story with depth beyond the borders of the image itself. Whether they are original stories like The Knight of the Moon or animating folklore from the Sumatra people in The Naughty Boy, Feriwe is creating memorable pieces perfect for any age.

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LaserLewDude

AVAILABLE ON OBJKT.COM

This is not a render. These are hand-crafted photographs of lasers and mirrors reflecting off of each other. With so much focus on digital artists and the seemingly infinite possibilities of computer-rendered 3D images out there, LaseLewLude’s closet constructs bring a level of tangibility to the digital ether. Without detracting from the time, effort, and monetary penance required to create those computer renderings, it’s hard not to see LaserLewDude’s craft as a bargain when considering the sweat equity put into each manipulation. But, if you still want a computer-rendered image, LaserLewDude is willing to meet the audience where they're at…by making some interactive. A truly unique creator which is why larger platforms like SuperRare have taken notice of his immense talent and dedication.

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Each UNDRGRND DIGS will feature artists our curators have purchased for the UNDRGRND Collection.

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[mattabboudarts]

Surrealism and Graphic Design

Hello, welcome back to my blog. This will be the last Surrealism post and maybe a blog post. If you want more posts just let me know and I will continue but this week, we are talking about surrealism and graphic design.

Why We Use Surrealism In Graphic Design​

Intro-

The reason some certain graphic designers use surrealism is that it conveys a message by taking multiple disparate images and giving a relationship that evokes a new understanding of the subject. An example of this is a human replacing the head with a lightbulb which can symbolize a spark of an idea. With this new way, you can present a storyline with movement toward a conclusion without a single word.

Added Elements for Surreal Graphic Design

Intro-

Surrealism has many effects that make art fascinating and surreal design. Because of its wide-open possibilities and creative freedom it formed itself to fit in with graphic design while doing this it has added two new elements that give the surrealism movement more flavor.  

First Element-

The first element that was added was soft pastel colors. Graphic designers use these pastels because it helps the dreamlike atmosphere but also it helps suggest a blurred sense of definite and a more open undefined nature. The reason it does this is that dreams are by nature unrefined and resist rigidity.   

Second Element-

The second element that was added is dark and elegant. This intones that the realm of the subconscious and dreams are mysterious and dark by nature. This elegant way of shadows helps reflect the relationship between the different levels of the mind. The reason why this new element works the best is that it incorporates darkness, shadow, and ethereal nature.  

Examples Of Surrealism In Graphic Design

Intro-

Let's now take a look at the effective use of surrealism in graphic design. Surrealism helps with design and media with its nature through creative thought and expression. One main reason designers use surrealism is that it hits the viewer on different levels of consciousness to make an immersive experience.   

Surrealism Logos

First logo-

First, we will talk about surreal logos, and this brand logo is the Dreamworks film production company. The design takes two nonrelated images like a boy fishing and the moon and put them into context with one another. This evokes certain feelings of beauty and nostalgia. The logo contains a dreamy and soft color in its palette. One way this logo works is because it succeeds in taking two different ideas and creating a new experience for the audience.   

Second Logo-

The next logo was designed by Salvador Dali and it was for Chupa Chups lollipop company. In 1969, Dali was asked to design or create a new logo for Chupa Chups, and the end result of it became recognizable as his melting clocks. Dali incorporated the Chupa Chupa name into a bright-colored shape of a daisy. Always closely aware of branding, Dali suggested that the logo be placed on top of the lollipop instead of the side like past logos because so that It could always be seen intact.  

Surrealism Branding

First Branding-

The next thing we will now be talking about is surrealist branding. This brand had a sophisticated and urban sensibility by making the product image into a nighttime city view. They make the bottles part of the landscape, with this it conveys its message without directly telling the audience. The blending of the image provides the subconscious link that this brand is for a hip urban consumer, that also enjoys the big city nightlife. They also use a dark atmosphere and sharp lines of the buildings and windows to draw the attention of the viewer.   

Second Branding-

The next brand I will talk about is the Capo Nativo wine. They are an excellent example because they try to create wonderful visual labeling and typography. Capo Nativo also made the design to make the audience second guess when they walk through the countryside, and second guess the farm animals because they are not as good as they seem. Also, they designed the duck, sheep, stag, and fox dressed elegantly while holding some kind of tool, which embody the flavors of the wine in a peculiar fashion.   

Third Branding-

The next brand I will finally talk about is Package of the world of rice in one grain. It was designed by Liang Hongning with his product partners Dongxin Yuanwei Rice, they see their world filled with rainbow fish, soaring cranes, fabulous large trees, and flowers. He wanted to have an homage to the rich cultural landscape.   

Surrealism Web Design

First Website-

The next design aspect mixed with surrealism is surrealism web design. The first website is called Cerulean Gallery, it was created by Ismael's Burciaga. Ismael is a graphic designer and does photography in his off time.  He runs a creative marketing agency called Circles Co Collective. His work has been published in The Web Designer Magazine, Net Magazine, and The Web Designer's Idea Book Volume I & III.  

Second Website-

The next website is titled by the creator which is Rodney Smith. He is a well-known photographer whose works have always get compared to surrealist painter Rene Magritte. His work has iconic black-and-white images that combine landscape and portraiture. Smith created magnificent worlds with subtle contradictions and surprises. He uses only film and light, his dream-like images match the craft and physical beauty of his prints.   

Third Website-

The next and last surreal website is titled Poco people and was created by Kelly Eijdenberg. She specializes in graphic design for print- including brochures, books, postcards, reports, signage, and newsletters. She works with Tasmanian not-for-profit, small private businesses, and local and state government.   

Surrealism Ads

First Ad-

The next item that surrealism has taken over is advertisements.  The first advertisement I will be looking at first is Sipsmith. Sipsmith is Microdistllery located in London. They are the first copper-pot distillery to open within London in nearly two centuries. For their ad, they use their mascot a goose but the thing changed about it is that it talks while wearing a suit.   

Second Ad-

The next ad we will be talking about it is absolute vodka. All their ad campaigns are surreal making the viewers take a second look with curiosity.  Absolut Vodka released a super creative ad as a promotion for their Absolut Machines. In the absolut world, machines amplify your creativity tagline.   

Third Ad-

The next ad we will be talking about is the Tiffany Christmas Campaign for 2014. They look to surrealist art for its inspiration. The ad plays the jeweler’s accessories in a weird and wacky way by merging Christmas and Jewelers in an unexpected.  Tiffany & Co.’s silver and gold pieces are showcased by accessory-adorned Christmas trees, landscape views, and sleds another thing.  

Fourth Ad-

The last ad that I will go over is the T-Galleria 2014 campaign, it incorporates full of vibrant and bold colors.  Image maker Mat Maitlan art directed this ad campaign, in which the beauty exudes a cool attitude and colorful chaos. This airport retailer showcased purses skincare and perfumes in this 2014 ad campaign but used weird objects to replace items like a penguin for a dress.   

Surreal Graphic Designers

First Designer-

The final thing I will go over in the Blog is Graphic designers that are known for their surrealist take. The first one is Eugenia Loli, she used to be a filmmaker and is no stranger to using collages to reveal comical elements of romance. She will sometimes use gold dust women or sparkling 1950s-style gentlemen. She likes to showcase what divides and unites people in relationships and love.

Second Designer-

The next designer is Valeria Prada who is a Barcelona-based art director and graphic designer, her collages shed light on the female perspective. She has been shown at the Art Basel Miami Beach, has won awards for her artwork, and also experiments with video, when not compiling books.   

Third Designer-

The last designer is First, who is a self-taught artist and began making collages while living in Libon (where my last name originates) a few years ago and has been making them since there. The artist has stated that “each collage I made is part of a long process of personal study on the perception of shapes, colors and how assembling the piece changes the harmony of the whole,” writes the artist. “My collages express my inner feelings, my deepest thoughts, and sometimes, I only understand the work after a long time and in relation to others I have done.”  

Thank you for tuning in to my third and final blog about surrealism. Again if you want more blogs about anything like video game takes, animes and etc just let me know.

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