#susurri

[bayouette]

I told my Dad I was "A FUNDAMENTALLY LONELY PERSON" and "I WILL ALWAYS BE ALONE" and he started to cry... (is this autism or am i really alone?)

Fatima Aamer Bilal "Being Unwanted is a Language" / Anna Haifisch / Ruth Madievsky "All-Night Pharmacy" / Jenny Slate / Meggie Royer "For Twenty Year-Olds Who Have Never Been Loved" / Richard Siken "Crush" / ? manga / Marya Hornbacher "Wasted" / Norman Rockwell / Amy Dunne / Marie Alsing / Fiona Apple / Maria Tsvetaeva "On Love" / Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood" / Richard Siken / Camille Rankine “Emergency Management” / Caitlin Conlon / @/archbudzar / @/hadodoodles / Anne Carson "Nox"

#web weaving #autism #lonliness #susurri

[missarchivistdoodles]

Behold, my lesbians. Bida (blue) and Susurri (yellow) now have proper Cyber City forms! They are both Magic Cookie programs, and ran away to Cyber City to join the circus Illustrious Illusion Brightstart (dark blue), stage magician extraordinaire, as his assistants. Bida is an aerial acrobat (her programming lets her mess with her personal gravity), while Susurri provides lights and special effects with the flick of a wrist! Bida also has a specially-made stage prosthetic that lights up with the music used during the show!

The first pic is a bit wonky pose-wise, but Illusion is 7'6" without his hat so...yeah. It's giving me great practice with working on height differences! (He is technically a magic program, not a magic cookie, meaning he is very powerful, but he doesn't want the work that comes with that so he passes himself off as a strangely-tall magic cookie so he can just have fun with magic). They've made friends with the unfortunate Mason (owned by the lovely @rosy_matchmaker), who works with Arc at the library, and are trying to help him make friends and succeed in his love life.

I love them so much. They're such fun characters! ;3c So much cute art potential!

#draw the squad #lots of references #draw your otp #Deltarune Chapter 2 #Cyber City #fan characters #OCs #Illusion #bida #Susurri #Mason #lesbians #cuddling #magicians #doodles #procreate #Bida's hair does what it wants

[citrucee]

sprites of my dnd party!

#citruart #pixel art #dnd art #other's ocs #flow of the cosmos #i love my players so so much they are a delight to play with #from the top left we have cyrano susurri maus zephyr and meena #im happy with how these came out

[la-novellista]

Susurri: Non c'è niente di più eccittante di sentire il tuo tocco.

#pensiero #Sussurri #Il tocco di un pensiero

[missedstations]

"i.9 / To Thaliarchus" - Horace

See Mount Soracte shining in the snow. See how the laboring overladen trees Can scarcely bear their burdens any longer. See how the streams are frozen in the cold. Bring in the wood and light the fire and open The fourth-year vintage wine in the Sabine jars. O Thaliarchus, as for everything else, Forget tomorrow. Leave it up to the gods. Once the gods have decided, the winds at sea Will quiet down, and the sea will quiet down, And these cypresses and old ash trees will shake In the storm no longer. Take everything as it comes. Put down in your books as profit every new day That Fortune allows you to have. While you’re still young, And while morose old age is far away There’s love, there are parties, there’s dancing and there’s music, There are young people out in the city squares together As evening comes on, there are whispers of lovers, there’s laughter.

Translated by David Ferry i.9 Vides ut alta stet nive candidum Soracte, nec iam sustineant onus      silvae laborantes, geluque           flumina constiterint acuto. Dissolve frigus ligna super foco large reponens atque benignius      deprome quadrimum Sabina,           o Thaliarche, merum diota. Permitte divis cetera, qui simul stravere ventos aequore fervido      deproeliantis, nec cupressi           nec veteres agitantur orni. Quid sit futurum cras fuge quaerere, et quem Fors dierum cumque dabit lucro      appone, nec dulcis amores           sperne puer neque tu choreas, donec virenti canities abest morosa. Nunc et campus et areae      lenesque sub noctem susurri           composita repetantur hora, nunc et latentis proditor intimo gratus puellae risus ab angulo      pignusque dereptum lacertis           aut digito male pertinaci.

#Poems #Horace #David Ferry

[devilous-ov-noir]

Corvus Susurri 🖤

Photography By: Daria Belikova

#photography #dark photography #crow #dark beauty #beautifulbizarre #conceptualart #familiar #witchy

[thebestieyoureinlovewith]

TLEL ME ABOUT LEOREEE IF YOU WANT

Okay you and @waitingforthesunrise

Leore Susurri (Susurri means whisper)

Content warning for slavery and murder

He is a Somnian, and a slave for, the biggest a-hole ever, Alwin. He has the power to be able to travel through dreams, and exist in dreams. For the best use of his power, good sleeping conditions are usually necessary, but bad luck for him, since he's sleeping outside. (Cue the cutest scene ever about his reunion with his bed) after fifteen years, sleeping conditions don't matter so much, and he uses his power to survive-dream warmth, human contact and dream training. He learns to fight, the thirteen year old boy inside him still shouting for change. He hears about Esryn from Alwin, and one day he is shocked that he can feel a sanations power. (It's Amali, not Esryn but he is unaware of that.

By this point, Alwin has been killed by Amali, who basically poisons him, gets really angry (and rightly so) and stabs his dead body. So she had to heal the stab wounds, and that's what the healing Leore felt was.

(basically the three of them are all bonded, and they can sense each other, but before they meet there is a proximity limit) because Amali and Leore are so close when this happens, he can feel her power. When they all meet, their bond grows, as does their ability to sense each other, but since they have been quite far from each other the bond hadn't clicked.

The best thing about the bond is how it's totally lacking in anything that prompts romance, it's just a soul deep connection that someone might feel with a friend. In the end, Amali and Esryn do end up together, and I'm trying to find someone for Leore. (Do you think I should give him a husband or a wife???)

#the magicians assistant #leore sussuri #my oc #esryn salus #amali seyren

[katzcore]

[naemora]

Title

Certes! Voici le même texte en latin :

-----In densa silvarum umbra, arbores susurri arcana oblivione condita loquuntur. Ventus inter ramos fluit, symphoniam mysticam creans quae universum in velo mysterii involvit. Inter folia mortua quae humum tegunt, vestigia furtim indicant praesentiam creaturarum elusivarum quae in obscuritate serpunt.

Longinquo, stellae in caelo nocturno micant, testes taciti rerum quae sub eorum benigno aspectu geruntur. Luna, plena et lucida, silvam lumine argenteo perfundit, vias oblivione delitas et lucos arcanae ubi magia habitare videtur illuminans.

Per frondes, bubo suum cantum melancholicum emittit, silentium noctis nota sollemni frangens. Flumina suam cantilenam aeternam blande susurrant, dum animantes nocturni suam agitatio in obscuritate exercent.

In hoc mundo fascinante, imaginatio evolat, ubi omne susurrus folii et omnis umbra mota sensus ad incredibilem naturae agrestis pulchritudinem excitat. Et in hac symphonia vitae et mysterii, errabunda anima requiem invenit, in silvarum profunditatibus amplexum reperiens confortativum et aeternum.

#mha #mha x reader

[parse-c]

RISE | polvo todo

MMXXIV | ΛΥΝ.ΕΝ.Θ | ΚΥΛ

Words have a beautiful way of teaching. Let's see if we can philosophize our way to a golden insight, shall we?

We take a phrase and analyze it, then provide critical mechanical functions to generate fruitful meaning with a twist of historical irony.

Here's several "directions" thoughts flow in: CARDINA

INFORM = initial information input | inception REFORM = re-present in new form | re-creation DISSEMINI = sown seeds | conception META = beyond + form | metamorphosis GESTALT = inverse parity | integration SUMMUS = maximus ipsissimus | realization Let's goooooo!

INFORM | authorization i await your answer REFORM | re-creation await | awa ↻ eme eme + it = emeit  eme | m ↻ ш (sh) eшe | eshe.

DISSEMINI | conception eme | m ↻ ш (sh) : "forth from his mouth came the roar of rushing waters" — Ezek. 42:3 roar (r), rushing (rus)

eshe + r = esher esher (אֶשֶׁר) - blessedness emeit + rus = emeritus bought + country = retired

and the land was radiant the land (τηε λανδ) + iridescent (i) the laudi META | metamorphosis rus><sur (reflexivie) sur x 2 + i = susurri susurri - whisper  GESTALT | integration insusurrans : whispering SUMMUS | realization “Speak softly, carry a big stick, you will go far.” –Theodore Roosevelt, President, USA 1901-1909

In this case, I suppose the stick is a measuring rod or a staff, or both. I feel guided in this, not led along or punished:

"Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me." (Psalm 23)

٠ع إِ ن ة ئ

MMXXIV | ΛΥΝ.ΕΝ.Θ | יט:מט

ABOUT GESTALT

inverse parity i defined as the opposite of individual sameness. segregation is an example of individual sameness, separate sameness. equal but opposite. water fountains for blacck. water fountains for white. the sameness is in the water and the drinking. we all need water. the civil rights movement is an example of the desire for the opposite of that individual sameness. individual sameness smothered individuality among the discriminated by grouping them as a whole. but integration allowed enrichment of our culture.

inverse parity | the opposite of individual sameness gives rise to individuality, or maximus ipsissimus.

رالام

#reading #language #identity politics #singularity #linguistics #music #politics #bible #bible verse #america #intersectionality #intersectional environmentalism #intersectional activism #race #blacklivesmatter #exegesis #maya angelou #malcolm x #martin luther king jr #harvey milk #pete buttigieg

[bayouette]

“YOU TWO WERE BEST FRIENDS” –– MY MOTHER

“ICONIC CORPSE: Warrior Women Scorned!” Ask a Mortician // “A Brother Named Gethsemane” Natalie Diaz // “Little Women” Louisa May Alcott // my own contact list // “Arcane: League of Legends” // “Antigone” Sophocles // “The Elektra Complex” @filmnoirsbian // “Los Reyes” Julio Cortázar // post by @fluentisonus // “Nanette” Hannah Gadsby // “Blues for Vincent” Ossip Zadkine // “He Ain’t Heavy, He's My Brother” The Hollies

#web weaving #susurri #electra #Vincent van gogh #antigone #ariadne #yeah I call my older brother brobro what of it #my brobro is picking up some pizza from my fav place rn cuz its pizza friday #frersose

[missarchivistdoodles]

Humanized versions of three of my OCs!

Green Hair = Arc, (originally an Addison OC) a part-time librarian who believes in the pursuit of knowledge above all else, even if that means accidentally summoning a demon or three... Blue Hair = Bida, (a wind spirit from a roleplay with friends) a regular at the library who tends to feed Arcs more...chaotic tendencies with her own cheerful excitement and thirst for adventure. She's usually the first one to show regret when something goes wrong...

Gold Hair = Susurri (a moon spirit from that same roleplay) Bida's loving and long-suffering girlfriend who tags along with the other two and keeps them from getting into too much trouble. Has the most common sense out of the three.

#arc #bida #susurri #lesbians #chaos #love these ocs #drawing #draw the squad poses #draw your otp

[aurifodina]

Naufragium

(ex libro IV carminis "Waste Land")

Qui septimanas mortuus est duas, Vocem larorum, Sidonius Phlebas, Fluctusque jacturam profundi Non pelagi meminit lucrumque.

Submersus omnem gurgite transiit Aetatis horam, sub pelago fretum Quod carne nudavit susurris, Dum cadit exoriturque corpus.

Ventum ad secundum cum adspicias ita Clavumque flectas, respice tu Phlebam Gentilis aut Judaeus, olim Qui fuit altus itemque pulcher.

#latin #lingua latina #latin language #latinblr #substack #carmina

[mackkkenzie]

In umbrarum silentio, ubi nox regnat et tenebrae profundae obscura facies orbem involvunt, emergunt daemonum umbrae, animas humanas morte damnatas vexantes. Audis susurros infernales, qui per auras fluunt sicut maledicta murmura, invocantes tuam perditionem.

Ad portas mortis te ducunt, ubi umbrae mortuorum tenebras tuas devorant, et astra noctis lumina sua in abyssum retrahunt. In veste nigra obscura erras, ubi umbrae vitae tuae paulatim evanescent, et horrores ignoti te circumdant.

Sub caelo crepusculari, imago mortis in speculo tenebroso se revelat, vultus inquietus et oculi vacui revelant periculum imminens. Cantus illius umbrae resonat, diris tonis et susurris aethereis animam tuam attrahens.

In locis nocturnis, ubi arbores umbrae sinistras fundunt et luna pallida in caelo immotus observat, sentis frigus mortis tangens cutem tuam. Tumulum tenebrarum intras, ubi ossa mortuorum silentia tua narrare incipiunt, et umbrae sepulchrales clamorem tuum suscipiunt.

Horror tuus crescens est, quasi incubus nocturnus, et timor arcanus in corde tuo insidet. Tenebrae te stringunt, et in abyssum voraginem tuae animae trahunt, ubi nihil praeter sonitus infernales et luctum perpetuum manet.

#horror #indie #fantasy

[eyelandonthemoon]

La Libertà e la Morte continuano ad essere tanto Drammaticamente quanto Romanticamente al fianco di Chi Cammina ridendo dei Racconti della Trista Signora. Si ferma il passo. La Signora tace, non Narra più. Attende una scelta - rinnovarsi come Opera d’Arte, o immortali nel Giorno Estivo. Poesia e Musica. Rapsodia. La Signora Sorride; Luminoso, il Serpente si fa Uraboro, Cieco come la Fortuna; Omero, la Migrazione di Enea, la Sintesi di Odisseo. Militia Amoris. La Signora è Onorata. Altri Susurri dalle mille Lingue dei Suoi Figli. Giuditta Bifronte. Medusa allo Specchio. La Madre è Una, il Padre è Oltre. La Madre è Una e Trina. Tre Circoli Virtuosi. -Vita-Amore-Morte- la Prima Idea al Centro. L’Uno. Semplice. Bello. Lo Scandalo.

- The Very Pulse of the Machine

[giuliacarraro02]

Baci di nascosto, Ombre intrecciate, Urla velate, Sussurri nell'orecchio Che c'è una luna bellissima che io lo sono di più E giù Scendi Con le mani Mi accarezzi i difetti Mi guardi negli occhi Mi togli quel poco di fiato rimasto Con le tue labbra Che incantano Come questa luna

#baci #luna #ombre #susurri