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perblog · 9 months
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some him lyric glitters because i learned how to do that today :D
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valos-venus-doom · 1 year
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I forgot I had this pic and I just realized it's relevant to last night's chapter. 🙃🫠
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wickedrainbows · 9 months
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xradiant · 2 years
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@inprometheanfire​
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“ do you ever feel like you’re meant for more than what you have? “
the question is given lightly although there is certainly a weight underneath each word. they thrum with meaning and as he holds her eyes he finds that he sees something else lingering within her gaze. those burning eyes of hers that hold him hypnotized more often than naught. he found her to be one of the most compelling women he’s ever beheld - no, beings. most compelling beings. she was intoxicating in all her shadows and Klaus wanted far more of that. he wanted her brokenness, he wanted that half soul of hers that he felt calling out to his own. there had to be a reason for it, there had to be a reason for the way that he felt drawn to her so completely.
this was meant only to be a means to an end. he needed his curse broken. after all that witch that had spelled him some years ago had made it so that it could not break without an aid, without him finding another half that had been ripped from him in some past life. centuries ago. that had left him hopeless but he had seen Vanessa in a dream. those wide brilliant eyes Klaus had sensed her almost immediately. 
“ that you have a greater purpose than the one that you have now? “
that purpose could be his as well. maybe they were meant to find one another and not simply for breaking his curse. maybe not simply for breaking his curse anymore. she was his other half, something screamed at him for that, to unearth those pieces that he wanted to cling to. those parts of her that existed for her purpose called to his own pieces that existed for hers. it was a strange feeling to be near to her and feel it. that intoxication wholeness. surely she felt it as well? that spell that was even stronger than the one that he wanted to break.
“ do you feel it now? “ he asks with a small cant of his head as he brings his hand up to touch the backs of his fingers to the side of her face. he had stayed away from her the entire time he had known her and this was the first time these lines had been crossed. the first time he had touched her in this intimate way. would she draw away from him? “ because I do. I feel it every time you’re near. did I ever tell you that I saw you in a dream? “ because he had but would she turn him away? now that was a fear he could not handle.
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rintoki · 3 months
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i just want to mark up dr ratio’s pretty little body, his probably flawless skin coloured red with bite marks, almost purple from bruising. how pretty his butt would redden after just a few spanks, a cute blush on his pale skin.
he’d try his best to swallow down the whines that threaten to escape, forcing himself not to look away as if it admits defeat. but that’s fine, because you’d prefer to look into his eyes as you push yourself into him. excruciatingly slow and bigger than what you told him; your grip keeps him from turning away, shuddering breaths as he feels his walls stretching to accommodate the size.
“you lied,” his voice quivered, eyes flickering down between your bodies and back up to your piercing gaze.
“just because the truth isn’t what you expected doesn’t mean it’s a lie,” you laughed. “veritas, you know that.”
he grits his teeth, sucking in air when you push the remaining length fully into him, relishing in the way he struggles to get used to the feeling. but you don’t give him time, instead pulling out and thrusting back in in one fluid motion. the high-pitched moan that escapes his mouth surprises even the Guild member himself, an arm flying up to cover his mouth.
“well,” you breathed out, voice filled with amusement, “you would’ve known—”
a wicked smile on your lips as you thrusted your hips, again and again, “that the arrogant.”
“self-centred.” another hard push.
“doctor.” and another.
“veritas.” and another.
“ratio.” a final thrust directly hitting his prostate, the throbbing bundle of nerves sending shocks up his body. every buck of your hips eliciting yet another whiny moan, shaky breaths as he tries to compose himself to no avail. and finally, you give him a break, cock pressed deep inside him while the doctor squeezes his eyes shut.
“could make such cute sounds,” you sneered, ripping his arm from over his face to expose how red he’s gotten.
for all his intelligence and knowledge gathered from his studies, veritas ratio could not utter a single word against you—afraid that the only thing that would leave his lips is begs for you to keep going.
but his hips trembled terribly, his walls twitching and squeezing around you. you didn’t need words to know how badly he ached; his body was honest enough, with the way his cock leaked a puddle of precum onto his belly already.
slowly, you started moving again, dragging against his sensitive walls. relief floods his face at the crumbs of stimulation, already feeling the familiar heat in his lower belly building up quickly.
his mouth hangs open, panting heavily as he nears the high he so badly craves. with hands nearly tearing the sheets, the venerable doctor arches his back, toes curling tight as a searing heat fills his lower body. the whimpers that left his throat are barely registered, rapidly losing control of his own body with every push of your hips. he grits his teeth and…
nothing.
he nearly chokes from the anticipation, and now it’s been violently ripped from him as all traces of your touch leaves his body. the timing was perfect. his cock drips with cum and yet his body felt cold, twitching.
you watched on with a cruel chuckle; how he writhes on the bed, how pathetic he looks after having his orgasm ruined. a slap to his still hard and aching cock jolts him back to reality, wondering just what else do you plan to do to him.
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realcleverscience · 2 months
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I am obsessed with "Dr. Stone"
Background: Dr. Stone is an anime about a reality in which all humans on earth are suddenly turned to stone. Civilization is gone, and most of its remains slowly decay and disappear as eons go by. After around 3,000 years, the protagonist, Senku, is suddenly reborn; we find that he cracks out of his stone statue form, like a chick cracking through its egg. The world he finds is described as a world of stone: Human stone statues are still everywhere, but more importantly, the world is similar to how it was in the stone age: plants, rocks, and nature. No real science or technology to speak of. The essence of the show is about Senku's attempt to rebuild a scientific civilization from scratch, while fighting off those who'd prefer a more brute-force, Neanderthal-like approach to life.
What I love: In ancient times, it was common to personify and deify various cultural values, such as truth (Roman goddess Veritas), justice (Lady Justice, or Justitia), and Wisdom/science (Egyptian god Thoth; Greek goddess Athena).
Today, these gods are gone. And with them, the culture and allegorical stories that inspired veneration for the values and ideas they represented.
One of the things that I love about Dr. Stone is that it's a modern day ode to science. It's a romantic vision of the wonders and potential of science, which is all around us today but vastly underappreciated and often misunderstood. It helps us see the magic of science by more easily envisioning a world without it - the world which science did in fact conquer through our actual, real history. It more easily allows us to marvel at the technologies we developed - like soap, light bulbs, and glass - using such primitive materials as wood, water, and stone.
And yes, it's just a show. It's not always 100% scientifically, historically, or technologically accurate, but it manages to convey the main ideas, and again, offers a beautiful metaphor.
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tantrayam · 1 year
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Если вы не слышали, как поет Вилле Вало под акустику - слушайте (ссылки на треки вк).
In Venere Veritas
Poison Heart
For You
The Funeral Of Hearts
Такая он сладкая булочка... А можно растаять в туманах оттенков его голоса?
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writteninveritas · 1 year
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Let's put some fun on here!
Pick a song for every letter in your url, then tag as many people as there are letters!
I was tagged by @daughter-of-cha0s - Thank you sm 🥰
w: witch image - ghost
r: running up that hill - kate bush
i: immortal - the rasmus
t: the beginning of the end - him
t: throne - bring me the horizon
e: echolocate your love - vv
n: never let me down again - depeche mode
i: I want it all - queen
n: niente da dire - måneskin
v: vampire girl - misfits
e: equalize - pitty
r: razões e emoções - nxzero
i: in venere veritas - him
t: tears don't fall - bullet for my valentine
a: all the small things - blink 182
s: s/c/a/r/e/c/r/o/w - my chemical romance
(Gosh, some people I follow have already been mentioned so I'll only put 11 lovers here!)
I'm tagging: @readerconfused @aquioluizh @expectroelle @leora1004 @saturnaliasaturnine @mirab @missdior666 @senseofd0ubt @vampireswifes @darklightshadows @foreverlostinyou 🖤
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leilatha · 1 year
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Álbum: Screamworks: Love in Theory and Practice, Chapters 1–13 Banda / Band: HIM País / Country: Finlândia / Finland Ano / Year : 2010 Faixas /Tracklist:
1. "In Venere Veritas" 2. "Scared to Death" 3. "Heartkiller" 4. "Dying Song" 5. "Disarm Me (With Your Loneliness)" 6. "Love, the Hardest Way" 7. "Katherine Wheel" 8. "In the Arms of Rain" 9. "Ode to Solitude" 10. "Shatter Me with Hope" 11. "Acoustic Funeral (For Love in Limbo)" 12. "Like St. Valentine" 13. "The Foreboding Sense of Impending Happiness"
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valos-venus-doom · 1 year
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In Venere Veritas - Ch. 4
https://www.wattpad.com/1330358999-in-venere-veritas-chapter-4-wounds-that-are-not
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wickedrainbows · 2 years
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brawlite · 1 year
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favourite HIM songs? recently found out u like them, thats cool!<3
thissss is such a difficult question!!!
in venere veritas
drunk on shadows
right here in my arms
dark light
heartkiller
it's very hard to choose, but these are some of my favs 💕
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charlievigorous · 2 years
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HIM - In Venere Veritas (Huoratron Remix) - SoundCloud
Ascolta HIM - In Venere Veritas (Huoratron Remix) di Huoratron su #SoundCloud
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dystopian-heathen · 2 years
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1. Tagged by @lonelyvomit in a double tag attack, to post 5 songs I’ve been listening to a lot 🖤🖤
The Bridge City Sinners - Through and through
HIM - In venere veritas
Wednesday 13 - Good day to be a bad guy
Harley Poe - I wanna die
Sunset Neon - Got you
continuing the double attack tradition, I’m tagging @ilkitie @m3zzamorphic @miss-anthropyxx @scottydoeskn0w @dis-spoopy-boi @aloneinsidemyforestroom @troubled-by-the-living @pathetic-potatoe, enjoy 🖤🖤
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itsmariejanel · 2 years
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FUCK I UNFOLLOWED U DAMMIT ♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪
wow, hater 🙄 fkfjfk
him - in venere veritas
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strayraccoon · 2 months
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Part 1 of RatioxOC fic. Will post the whole thing later. Disclaimer: minimal knowledge of warhammer40k
Another day, another useless ‘academic’ conference. If it weren’t at the urges of the venerated foundation of Veritas Prime University, Ratio wouldn’t have graced the sham of academic conference with his presence. He knew very well his attendance was merely of promotional purposes (as to attract more attention).  
But of course, he had to attend the conference regardless. For one, it’s a mandatory activity. An educator/teacher/lecturer at Veritas Prime are obliged to attend/present at least one academic conference annually (by IPC standard time). It’s part of point system that forces the members of Veritas Prime to be active in academic community. It has its uses, Ratio admitted. Such system prevents researchers from simply holing up in their basement forever.
Second reason, although it’s a more wistful thinking for Ratio’s part, he was hoping to find talent in the academic conference. A diamond in the rough. A true talented person among the sham. But alas, his hopes were dashed all the more too often. Most presentation in the conference were mostly repetition of old research. The only ‘new’ thing they presented is that they applied the Amber Eras old theories to recent subjects.
Ratio massaged his temple. He could have used the better part of the week actually teaching his classes.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Beep! Beep! Beep!
The noise of the spaceship’s alarm broke Ratio from his somnolence. He set down his terminal, which he previously used to read his students’ research progress. Yet another disturbance to his thought process. Regardless, Ratio had to leave the small living room to the bridge. His personal spaceship do not have much room, but it was enough to accommodate him (and his collection of books).
Ratio sat on the pilot’s seat, accessing the control panel. He turned off the alarm, then proceeded to check the ship’s system, assessing what caused the alarm to blare off out of nowhere. It was neither damage to the ship’s system or hardware, but rather something external.
A ship floating in the empty aether.
The doctor considered for a moment. He had never seen the type of the ship before. It was certainly not one of the standard IPC spaceships, nor it belonged to the planetary system he was familiar with. The spaceship was, to put it in a word, unnecessarily flashy. The exterior was gilded in gold and decorated with skulls.
“What in Amber Walls is this…” Ratio mumbled with a hint of confusion.
Space pirates perhaps? Those types liked to send fake S.O.S signal to attract merchant vessels, only to turn coat against them. Perhaps the floating waste of space before him was pretending to be a derelict ship, with numerous barbarians waiting in lay beyond the airlock.
Still, what if there was someone truly in need? His conscience wouldn’t let him live off with that knowledge.
Therefore, in matter of minutes, Ratio’s spaceship had already locked in and Ratio himself was ready in the airlock. He had sent messages to the other ship, warning them of his arrival. Obviously, his messages fell on deaf ears.
“Look here, handsome. This is clearly an attempt to board our vessel. Beyond that airlock is definitely space pirates. Don’t try to be a hero and just leave this flashy spaceship alone.” Ratio’s Logic started.
Another voice replied, it’s the Emotion, “Are you being serious or are you being a doofus? What if there’s someone in need of help? Maybe they are too weak to answer to our call.”
“Doofus yourself, don’t cry to me when we’re hostage to barbarians. What would happen to our students then? I don’t see anyone else in the damn universe that could peer review their research.” Logic spat.
“They will manage. If they cannot go on without our guidance, then they have no reason to be researching in the first place. But we digress.” Emotion continued. “Now, the person on the other side of the airlock. They won’t survive unless we intervene.”
Logic scoffed with a gusto,“Ah, yes. What does it benefit us? You always say something along the line of ‘helping those in need’ and all those goody-two-shoes reasons. Give me something else. Otherwise, I won’t concede.”
“Alright, since you asked for it, genius. If there’s pirate, that’s that. We’ll just propel off with our automatic flight system. If not, we can discern where did this vessel come from. Clearly we haven’t seen this kind of spaceship model. We may encounter new galactic community. Oh, and saving the crew too, I guess.”
“Ha!”
“Come now. At the worst case scenario, we find empty vessel with dead crew. We’ll just take the flight data and black box. Then report to IPC space marines about this encounter. Let them take over from there. We can go back to our daily lives without entertaining what ifs.”
“Okay, okay. You won. This time.”
Without hesitation, Ratio pressed the airlock button. Still, he had a beam gun ready on one hand, just in case. What welcomed him into the mysterious derelict ship was neither a group of space pirates nor it was the deranged barbarians. Instead, he was met with eerie silence.
Ratio entered the derelict ship rather awkwardly, as he was wearing space suit. An obvious thing to do, since he wasn’t sure whether the air circulation system was working to begin with. Considering the leaking steam from the pipes on the walls, it may be failing.
However, the doctor had no time to ponder on trivial matters. He stepped out of the airlock and found himself in a long hallway. Just like the exterior, the interior of the spaceship was painfully flashy. The corridor walls were glistening, the doors were gilded in gold, red carpet laid upon the floor, and skulls serving as decoration.
Since the spaceship was of similar size with his own, he could predict the layout. Although it wasn’t exactly carbon copy of his own spaceship, Ratio found several rooms serving as storage, workshop, living room/ bed room, and command center / office. Obviously, the furniture were unnecessarily luxurious.
Judging from the size of the ship and the available rooms, the vessel seemed to be accommodating a small number of crew members, if not just one person. Solo traveling wasn’t as dangerous as it used to be in several Amber Eras ago, and there were more solo-spaceships in production. Perhaps the occupant of the ship enjoyed such trips.
Still, it was too soon to draw conclusion. Ratio entered the office room to find several envelopes on the office table. The envelopes were untouched. Without feeling any remorse, Ratio opened the envelopes only to find documents with unfamiliar characters. It was certainly not IPC standard nor any other characters he knew of. No, it was something new.
“Perhaps we are indeed dealing with new galactic community. Good find, doctor.” Ratio spoke to himself with satisfied tone.
“There’s still the crew. I don’t think you need reminder.” Emotion spoke.
The second to the last door, had unfamiliar characters on it. However, with the sound of creaking and hissing coming behind it, Ratio could easily guess that it was the engine room. He tapped on a button beside the door and accessed the room with ease. 
He didn’t venture too far from the door.
The engine room was on the verge of failing. Steams leaking out of the pipes, sparks of electricity from cables hanging off the ceiling. Ratio wasn’t concerned about those, as something else caught his attention.
The entire room was filled with glossy gas-like substance. When Ratio blinked, he swore he saw images of something inside the engine room. Tentacles. Grotesque creatures with multiple eyes and mouths in places it shouldn’t be. The creature phased in and out, being ethereal and physical at the same time.
Ratio stepped out of the engine room and closed the door right when the tentacles attempted to reach out to him. The doctor gingerly stepped away until his back hit the other side of the corridor.
“What was that?” Ratio finally managed after catching his breath.
“Didn’t I say so, handsome? We’re getting into trouble.” Logic Ratio scoffed.
“Was that really the engine room? What was those creatures? They looked so real and yet ephemeral at the same time.” Emotion Ratio chimed in, “Was this the reason why the ship was abandoned?”
Logic Ratio quickly interjected, “We haven’t seen any proof yet.”
“This may sound crazy,” Ratio added, “Would it be so outlandish if we assume that those creatures are part of the engine room to begin with? Some of them seemed to be fused into the engine.”
“Nahhh…” “What crack are you on?”
“I’m going to need a whole day bath after this.” Ratio tried to massage his temple, but his gloved fingers only found the glass protector of his helmet. So instead, the doctor merely shook his head and decided not to meddle with the engine room again. For a blessing, the creatures did not go beyond the door.
After composing himself, Ratio headed towards the last door in the corridor. He put his hand on the control panel and opened the door. The moment the door gave way, thick white fog flooded out of the room. If Ratio wasn’t wearing protective suit, he would succumb to the coldness of the fog.
Based on the fog alone, Ratio could discern the function of the room. His hypothesis was proven right away the moment the fog dissipates. The darkness of the room could not very well hide the familiar shaped cold-sleep coffin.
Nobody answered Ratio’s call, because nobody could answer. The proof was right in front of him at the time. The cold-sleep coffin was in use. There was no way the occupant could be aware of engine problem and communication. Although, any good spacefaring system would have forced the occupant to wake in case of emergencies. Even then, the system wasn’t immune to fallacies.
Ratio wiped the glass window of the coffin, allowing him to see the occupant. All he could see from the small window, was a small face of a young girl with raven locks. Her sleep looked disturbed, as if she was having shallow dreams instead of deep sleep that sleeping pods would provide.
“Just the one?” Emotion started.
Logic immediately answered, “It’s pretty obvious there’s nobody else. There’s only one coffin in this room. We didn’t see any other crew members either. The existing furniture and facilities indicate this ship is indeed designed for single passenger.”
“Look, the girl just shifted. Even the cryogenics system starts failing? Otherwise she wouldn’t be making such disturbed face.” Emotion pointed out.
“What caused the system failures, I wonder. This ship doesn’t look that old, clearly it’s newly produced. I’d give it good two or three years. Unless the design is utter garbage this ship should last a decade or two.” Logic pondered, then he continued, “Perhaps the things in the engine room was the source of the system failure?”
“No, no. In the first place. What was the things to begin with?” Emotion pursued.
“Mysteries upon mysteries.” Ratio commented, he looked at the coffin’s control panel. Despite the foreign characters, he could discern the occupant’s vital sign. “We wouldn’t know unless we wake the--”
HISSSSS
“What was that?” Ratio started, but he did not have time to think, as the ship started shaking and the engine hissed violently. It wouldn’t take long before the system truly failed.
Ratio had to work fast.
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