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spiritualseeker777 · 8 months
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gaunt-sallow · 1 year
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me: i love little fluff ball nerd sebastian. sebastian who is friends with poppy and helps her take care of beasts. sebastian who makes terrible dad jokes. sebastian who is afraid of heights so he doesn’t like flying. sebastian who brings ominis chocolate frogs just because he knows they are his favorite. sebastian who is first to offer help to strangers. sebastian who puts his cloak over mc when they fall asleep in the common room. sebastian who acts confident but blushes when complimented.
also me: i love dark possessive obsessive sebastian. sebastian, the manipulative gaslighting mastermind, who if he wants something he will get it. sebastian who loves a very few people, but they belong to him and they are not allowed to leave him. sebastian who loves the feeling dark magic gives him, loving the power and wants more of it. sebastian who absolutely thinks he is better then everyone else, well except those select few, who are also better, stronger, kinder and the world doesn’t deserve them. he does though, he is the only one and he is going to keep them safe even if it means hurting them a little bit.
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georgiapeach30513 · 9 months
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The Flowers of Waverley Road, Part 2
You Can Have it All
Summary:  you have a suitor
Pairings:  Ari Levinson X Reader (Lavender)
Rating:  explicit
Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, choking, female masturbation, voyeurism, fingering, mentions of forced arranged marriages, 18+ ONLY
Word Count:  4.2K
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You flutter your eyes open as the first ray of light shines through your windows.  Groaning, you flip to the side away from the window and deeper into your pillows, but the damage is done.  It was enough movement, and enough irritation to your eyes that you can’t sleep.  Sitting up in the bed isn’t much better.  A bedroom for a child.  You hated coming to this house.  It was secluded and away from everything, and your father still insisted on having you put up in a room fit for a ten year old princess.
Things are too fluffy, and too pink, and too…childish.  How were you ever going to get Ari inside of you if this was your room?  He would see this space and think of you as a child.  It would never do.  But what would even be better is a swim to clear your mind, and think of a way to let your father change things a bit.  At least it could keep you busy.
Hopping out of the bed, you start towards the closet, but stop almost immediately.  No one should be here, save for Ari, and possibly Tyler.  He was always here.  If you are to be here with them, you should be able to have fun, right?
And what better way to get Ari’s attention than being naked, again?  With a smirk you walk down the grand staircase.  This house has way too much space for one person, and yet here you were.  That stupid ass rule of Ari not being allowed in the house.  Tyler was, but he wasn't supposed to be too close.  That didn’t work out well the last time.  
Going to the fridge, you’re at least thankful that the chef had prepared some food for you to eat.  Making adorable little fruit cups that you grab, and a bottle of water before walking out to the pool.  Tyler was most likely around, somewhere, but who cares? You take off your shirt, throwing it to the side when he clears his throat, and you swish to the side, showing off way too much of your body.
“Cover yourself up,” Tyler grunts at you, lifting his head up to the sky.
“Aww, Ty Ty, you don’t want to look?” Another grunt alerts you that he didn’t want to look at your body.
He lowers his gaze to look at you as he steps forward.  Reaching a hand to touch your hip.  It wasn’t the same as when Ari touched you, but there was a bit of a tingle.  Excitement over what he was going to do, “Cover yourself up.”
“What if I don’t want to?” This wasn’t going how you thought.  Tyler wasn’t interested.  Always business with him.
“I really don’t give a fuck.  There will be someone working here.  You also have a visitor today, and trust me, he doesn’t want to see you strutting around like a little whore.  Cover yourself up, and get back in the fucking house.  You’re puppy dog eyes and hard nipples won’t work on me,” Tyler drops his hand off your hip, and you turn away.  Grabbing up your shirt, and yogurt parfait.  Tears start to fill your eyes.
“It worked with Violet,” you mumble over your breath, and Tyler jerks you towards his body.  Your things drop to the ground, and your yogurt parfait shatters onto the pavement.  Lip trembling when his hand holds tight to your neck.
“You better keep your mouth shut.  If you want someone to fuck you so bad, I’m sure the gentleman coming by today would have no problem leaning you over the table and taking you from behind.  And you would do best to keep your mouth shut about Violet.  You have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“You fucked her first.  Beat Jack to what he paid for,” you try to cover up your chest now.  Awkwardly wrapping your arms around your body so he couldn’t see anything.  The thrill was gone.  You were afraid of the man that was supposed to be your guard.  “You took her…”
“It was consensual.  The only time she had sex that really was.  You think her life is easy?  Sold off to an old man just so your father could get money.  She lays on her back or is on her knees every night while Jack takes what he wants.  I did your sister a fucking favor.  Yeah, we fucked.  She asked me to.  She didn’t want the first time she laid down with a man to be a contract.  But you being desperate with every dick that comes here is going to get you in trouble.  Not everyone in this world is kind.  And if your father knew that his daughter was soiled before Jack got to her, there would be hell to pay for both me and her.  Is that what you want?” Tyler’s growls turn to whispers in your ear, and he lowers his hand from around your neck when Ari walks towards the house.  
“Everything okay?” He shouts, and you nod your head, grabbing up your shirt to pull over yourself up.  “You sure?”
“She said she was fine, Levinson.  Sometimes she just needs a reminder on how to be a good little girl,” his mouth gets right at your ear, and you shudder.  “Keep your mouth closed about your sister.  You have no idea the game you’re getting into.  Get dressed, and decent.  You will have a visitor later.  Keep your tits covered.”
You didn’t like it.  In fact you hated it.  Hated Ari having to see you in that vulnerable state, but worse, hearing Tyler’s words.  He didn’t ask you how you knew what he and Violet were doing, but you know what you saw.  Violet had a man in her room, and it wasn’t the man she was going to marry.  
Huffing in frustration, you stomp up to your room.  Irritated and hungry.  He ruined your breakfast, and your swim.  Why did he have to be here?  Tyler had fucked many women, you was sure of that.  But you didn’t understand how your sister got to be a withering little thing under someone, in this very house.  What were the parameters of that relationship?  How did Violet approach Tyler?
Getting frustrated even more you look at that stupid giant teddy bear.  He was mocking you.  It wasn’t fair.  Everyone had left you, leaving you in this hell hole all alone.  No one trusted you or told you what was going on.  They treated you like a child.  A stupid baby.  You aren’t either.  You are tired of the lies and secrets that everyone seemed to keep from you.
Slamming that teddy bear flat on the bed, you pull off your shorts, and move to straddle it.  Slowly starting to grind on the stuffed animal.  Lifting your head back to the ceiling as you try and work out your frustrations.  Stunted, and didn’t even know it.  Begging for something you just didn’t understand.  Awkward in ways, and oh so desperate for attention and love.
Gyrating over the bear, you try and get out of your head.  Try to forget about the people coming and going in this house.  Rocking over it harder has your moaning, angrily searching for relief, and wishing the bear could touch you back.  Your hands grip your tits, and you give them a pinch as you say Ari’s name out loud.  He would touch you.  He wouldn’t leave you to do all the work.
A tap on the window has you screeching, and scrambling off the toy.  Rolling over on the bed, you use the teddy to cover yourself up, but Ari gives you a bit of a wave, “Why don’t you open the window?”
“You gonna come in here and fuck me?” You were right at the precipice of release, and he interrupted things.  It was the least he could do.
“No,” he answers abruptly.  You were a joke to everyone.  “But I will watch you put on a show for me.  See you fuck your toy, pretending it was me,” your cheeks heat up in embarrassment, and your vision goes red.  Just how long was he watching you?  And who would he tell?  “I could always teach you how to suck cock.”
“You’re not supposed to be in here,” if he was going to mock you, you weren’t going to be sucking his dick.
“Didn’t stop me last time.  Come on, princess.  Let ole Ari in.  If you don’t want the teddy, you want that desperate little pussy to straddle my thighs while I suck on those titties? I’ll let you move on me like you did that toy.  Yeah, I know you do.  Want my fingers to fuck that tight little twat,” he starts to chuckle when your hips start hunching the air.  “You are a needy little thing, and I’m trying to help you.  You said no sex last time.”
“But there’s a bed this time,” you counter.  If he was going to make fun of you, he could at least fuck you.
“Oh, well, maybe we should get to know each other first.  Open the window, and I’ll do whatever you want me to, besides fucking.  It’ll be our little secret,” walking to the window, you unlock it, allowing him entrance into your room.  Trying to cover yourself up as best you can.
Ari backs you up to the bed, and you slowly sink down, gulping as he spreads your legs, “You can make me stop at any time, okay?” He asks, licking his lips like he was about to get the best meal of his life.
“Okay,” nodding eagerly he presses one hand on your stomach, and the other slides up your leg.  Reaching your lips, he pulls them apart wide, and kitten licks your bundle of nerves.  Tongue flicking over your bean when you whimper, “What are you doing?”
“I am going to make you feel really good, and you’re going to talk to me.”
“But…”
“Shh,” he whispers, swiping two fingers up your slit.  “You want me to fuck you?” You don’t hesitate to nod your head.  It was finally going to happen.  All your sisters had lost their virginity in this very house, but you hadn’t expected this.  “Well, let me have some fun stretching you out.  No sex today.”
You give him a little whine, but it changes to mewls as those two fingers slip into your warmth, and you look down between your legs watching him work your tight hole.  Pumping his thick digits into you, and scissoring his finger.  Stretching out the skin as much as he can, “I know.  That is a big stretch.  My cock is much thicker.  Now tell me, what was happening between you and the guard.”
“He hates seeing me.”
“Why?” Ari’s brow cocks up, and his thumb adds pressure to your clit.  Sound turns to static, and you hear nothing at all only feel.  Feel him giving you the most pleasure you have ever felt in your life, “Uh uh.  I asked you a question.”
“He took Violet’s virginity.  I saw them in her room the night before her wedding.”
“Doesn’t matter.  He just keeps people away from you.  It’s his job.  What isn’t his job is fucking your sister.  Why did he send you inside?” There was more to that interaction, and Ari needs to know what was going on in this weird little house.
“Ah, Ari,” you moan prayers up to the ceiling.  His fingers were magical, and you couldn’t wait to feel the rest of him.  “Ari!”
“You quit answering me, I quit fingering you.  Why did Tyler send you inside?”
“Someone’s coming,” Ari knew it.  Magnus was setting his daughters up as bait.  Depending on who was coming to see you would change the way that Ari felt.  
“You’re not going to come if you don’t tell me who.  Who would be coming all the way out here?”
“A man,” Ari’s fingers start to slow down, and you become desperate to feel some relief.  “It’s what daddy always does.  He brings men out here to see us.  Men that want to marry us.  I whined, and — and…someone is probably coming to look at me.”
Ari wants to vomit.  Magnus was parading his daughters around like cattle.  Especially the youngest two.  All but two were married off.  “Why isn’t Lotus married?”
“She can’t have kids,” this man could pull out every bit of information he wanted at this moment.  You are completely pliable to his motions. It wasn’t Ari’s favorite thing, but you were proving to be useful.
“What?  What do you mean, she can’t have kids?”
“She…she was sick when she was younger.  Nobody wants her because — because,” your walls are clenching around his fingers.  You had been most helpful, but you still had yet to divulge what he really needed to know.  Judging by the pupils of your eyes and how wide they were blown, it was amazing he had gotten that information from you.  
He pumps himself in and out of your warmth, waiting on you to see fireworks before he questions some more.  A man was coming by to see you.  That was making things a bit difficult.  Magnus was speeding things up.  But the question still remained, would it be a quick courting like how Jack wanted Violet right away.  Or would it be a long drawn out relationship like how August was with Orchid.  August actually valued his wife.  Jack treated Violet like his property.
You lay back on the bed, letting Ari take all that he wanted of you.  Screaming out in pleasure before you start to see stars.  He was definitely better than a teddy bear.  Pulling his fingers out of your warmth, he rubs your slick over your puffy lips before he sucks his fingers dry.  “What happened to Lotus?”
“She had surgery, and she can’t have kids,” your voice was light as air.  You were going to be so easy.  “That’s why she’s alone.”
“Nick?”
“Business partner,” you didn't know everything.  Blinded by your own needs, you didn’t even see that Lotus and Nick were completely in love, and she was fighting him.  At least Ari knew now.  Knew why Lotus was ‘undesirable’ by Magnus’ disgusting business partners.  It was obvious what Dahlia’s problem was.  Married to a criminal.  “Ari, can you marry me?”
“I’m not vying for your hand.  And who do you think is coming to visit you?”
“There’s a younger Bass,” Magnus was too predictable.  If he was going to be archaic he could spread out the wealth.  Marry his daughters off to other wealthy men.  “There’s more.”
“I bet there is.  Nothing like tight young pussy.  Princess, maybe you should sleep.  Will you let me know if Tyler tries to harm you again?” You give him a nod of your head and a tired smile.  “And maybe we can talk about your suitor tomorrow.  I just want to protect you.  This is a strange world you live in.  Maybe put on a show for me while I work.  I can reward you later.  It’ll be our little secret.  No one knows what you feel like.”
“You should just marry me,” desperate girl.  You were ready for the first man to give you any attention to open up.  Your father was despicable, but he was also going to get you in trouble.  This was not Ari’s mission, nor plan.  He didn’t know if your information would be useful, but the fact that you so easily shared things could come in handy.
“Close your eyes, and go to sleep,” he smirks, walking back to your window.  He hauls himself up onto the roof, and you flip to the other side, away from the window.  You wonder if this is what Violet felt before she got married.  Is that why she decided to give it up to Tyler?  
So many questions run through your mind.  You can hear Ari start beating on the roof, and there is no way you can sleep.  It was beautiful.  Wrong in so many ways.  Daddy would hate to know you were screwing around with someone not worth anything.  Looking at your phone, you grab it up, giving your favorite sister a call.
“Lavs, what is it you need, sissy?”
“Tyler won’t let me go outside,” straight to complaining.  If anyone could get something figured out about Tyler, it would be her.
Lotus rolls her eyes as she snaps her fingers at Nick to close the door.  “That is what he was instructed to do.  Daddy and Nick will be by later to bring someone to you.”
“It’s a future husband, isn’t it?”
“Not that simple.  There’s a few.  A twenty year old virgin worth millions, and a stake in Romano family business.  It’s a good deal,” Lotus hates the way those words roll off her tongue.  If she had it her way, this will be over before you are to be wed.
“How old are they?”
“None as old as Jack Bass.  Bart’s son is interested.  Along with his rival, and…why do you care?  Weren’t you whining the other day about getting married?  You have a long line of people wanting to marry you.  And need I remind you that Tyler sees everything?  Let’s not forget the cameras.  If daddy hears about you nude sunbathing, he will have a camera pointed right at your window.  Keep your naked tits inside.  Do you understand what I’m saying?”
“Explain it to me,” you pretty much had an idea of what she was saying, but like everyone else in the family, they spoke in codes.  “I don’t think I quite understand.”
“Let’s say you want to take your future in your own hands, like the rest of us did, all in their own way.  If you expose yourself where there are cameras, or you flirt with the builder while your tits are hanging out, you better believe that the security detail to your bedroom will be higher.  Lavender, you were babied, and I fear you have no instinct on how to behave.  How to use your body for information.  How to take what you want and to not let any man tell her what she was going to get.  And if you want to fuck around with Ari, make sure you don’t do it where people can see.  Nick is no idiot.”
“Did he like what he saw?”
“No,” Lotus answers shortly.  “He thinks you look desperate and needy.  Said that he fears for girls that are willing to do anything for dick.  Just make sure you’re showered and dressed by five.  Nick will be there with someone for you to meet.  Daddy may or may not be there.  And Lavs, dress nice.  No tits hanging out.  You want to look demure, and unattainable.  You wanted a husband, so daddy is finding you one.”
You worry now if that’s ever really what you wanted.  A child making wishes for something she didn’t understand.  One thing you did know was that it was boring out here all alone.  You didn’t care if this visit didn’t amount to anything.  It was going to be nice not to have to eat alone.  Converse alone.  But to have actual conversations.  And someone to literally check you out.  That was the scary thought.  You didn’t realize all that had gone into finding Violet a husband.  And now you feared for this meeting.
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“Lav, can you come downstairs?” You sit up on your bed, looking at Nick.  “There’s someone here that wants to meet you.”
“Is daddy here?” Nick shakes his head, and motions for you to follow him out the door.  He wouldn’t fully step foot into your bedroom.  “I don’t want to marry a Bass.”
“You wanted a husband.  Your father decided to open up the bids,” you gasp, staring at him horrified.  “Remember Lotus telling you to live your life when Violet was getting married?  This is how it works.  It’s not some fairytale fantasy.  Men pay your father a lot of money for you to take their last name.  Your father’s business continues running as it has been.  You wanted this.”
“It is a Bass, isn’t it?” Nick nods his head, and you want to whine more.  This is not what you were thinking when you said you wanted to get married.  Why were your sisters always right?  Why did they have the ability to foresee things such as this.
“He’s only a few years older than you,” you roll your eyes as you go to stand.  There was no arguing.  You were meant to be seen as an obedient woman.  “Hey,” Nick lifts your chin up to look at him, “It could be worse.”
“How so?”
“You could feel that you don’t deserve happiness because your father made you feel that way, so you run away from something that’s real.  But what would I know about that?” Maybe there was more to him and your sister, but right now you were miserable.  You didn’t want to meet this boy.  Not when Ari was just down the road.  “It’s just one meeting.  We don’t know if he’ll be interested in you past tonight.  Make the most of it.  Trust me,” he gives you a wink as he holds his arm out for you to go downstairs.
“What does that mean?” You hear him chuckle behind you, and you stop in the hallway, “What does that mean, Nicholas?  Why should I trust you?”
“Don’t Nicholas, me.  Only my — Lotus is the only one that can say that.  Trust me in the fact that nothing is always what it seems,” riddles.  There were always riddles when it came to this business.  Huffing out your irritation, you start walking forward, but Nick grabs your arm.
“Ari isn’t here by accident.  If he asks you questions, don’t resist answering.”
“I — I don’t.”
“No,” Nick shakes his head vigorously.  “Don’t…don’t fall for him.  He is a friend, but don’t…goddamit.  While you’re meeting with Chuck, I need to speak with Ari.  I knew your perky tits were going to be too much for him to resist.  That…no, Lavender.  Don’t.  You don’t know what you’re playing at.”
“Then tell me,” when Nick shakes his head, you spin on your heels.  Not saying another word as you walk down to the formal sitting area, and Chuck stands up immediately.  Re-buttoning his jacket as he bows his head towards you.  This wasn’t going to be the normal greeting.  He was being kind because he had an audience.  
You look back at Nick, and shake your head, “Don’t leave me,” you whisper.  Something about Chuck was setting off your alarms.  Instead of heading to the door, Nick walks over to the bar cart, asking what Chuck would want.
“Straight scotch.  And for you?” You want to vomit.  The sound of his voice was atrocious.  
“I don’t drink.  I’m not old enough.”
“I won’t tell if you won’t.”
“I said, no,” his mouth tightens up, and you see his jaw pulsing.  You said the wrong thing.  And you didn’t care.  You meant what you said.  He could fuck all the way off for all you cared.  This was going to be a long night.
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“Tyler,” Nick straightens his jacket as he watches you retreat upstairs for the night.  Dragging your feet up each step.  Putting on a show had exhausted you, and he saw the same thing he did with Violet.  A bit of your life fade away, “I thought I told you to make sure she kept her clothes on.”
“I suppose you want me to stand outside her bedroom and make sure her tits are properly covered before she leaves?” Tyler’s brow cocks up.  There was no taming a horny girl.
“Didn’t stop you before.  Everyone in this fucking house knows what you were doing.  They like you, so they’re keeping it from Magnus.”
“Everything I did was consensual.  Can Jack Bass say the same?  I saw her the other night.  Fucking skin and bones.  Magnus signed her life away the minute he agreed to that marriage.  He’s…”
“I know.  Why do you think we’re doing this?  You said yourself, you’re a soldier and that’s all you wanted to be.  You said you had no feelings for her.”
“I don’t!” Tyler shouts at him, starting to pace in the foyer.  “I told her I felt nothing.  The only thing I felt was the wetness between her legs,” Nick hits him hard on the shoulder, and Tyler shakes his head.  “You know what I mean.  She begged me.  That girl was sold to slaughter.  Magnus looks at his daughters only as cattle.  Breeding tools for sick and twisted men with deep pockets.  Even Orchid…”
“Is happily married.  Don’t bring up fucking breeding to me.  Don’t be an ass.  I get it.  Violet came to you.  She wanted to own something in her life.  Leave Orchid and August out of this, and remember your part.  We’re going to right what was wrong.  Do you understand, soldier?” Tyler responds with a grunt, and a quick nod.  “Make sure the alarms are on.  Don’t trust her.  She plays dumb.  I don’t think she’s as dumb as she wants us to believe.  Smart girl.”
Nick stares up the grand staircase before leaving for the evening.  He had a long drive, and he was ready to crawl into bed with a beautiful Lotus flower beside him.  But first, one more thing.  He needed to remind Ari what his part was.  And it didn’t include sex.  He couldn’t stop you, but he could stop Ari.  At least he hoped.
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guerrilla-operator · 11 months
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If you want, want my time Take it baby And if you want my last dime Take it baby
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I have further perfected my bastard focaccia recipe so now it is better AND more bastardly
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THAO NGUYEN DID A COVER OF GEORGE MCCRAE'S "YOU CAN HAVE IT ALL" AND I'M ONLY JUST NOW FINDING THAT OUT??!!?!?!?!?
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nagumoan · 1 year
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If we’re doing this, I offer one badly drawn chobei for a kiss
I will give you a million kisses for free 😤🖤
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just got back from doctor strange 2 and… yah, lizzie olsen is hot
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Got to hang out with my crush today and then get fucked by my bf,,❤️❤️❤️,
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i got rickrolled today but it didn't work because i have adblocker installed, so youtube just told me i violated the terms of service. yesterday i was trying to edit a picture as a joke for my girlfriend, and google made me check a box to prove i'm human because i wasn't "searching normally".
it isn't just that capitalism is killing fun and whimsy, it is that any element of entertainment or joy is being fed upon by this mosquito body, one that will suck you dry at any vulnerability.
do you want to meet new friends in your city? download this app, visit our website, sign up for our email list. pay for this class on making a terrarium, on candlemaking, on cooking. it will be 90 dollars a session. you can go to group fitness, but only under our specific gym membership. solve the puzzle, sign up for our puzzle-of-the-month-club. what is a club if not just a paid opportunity - you are all paying for the same thing, which makes you a community.
but you're like me, i know it - you're careful, you try the library meetings and the stuff at the local school and all of that. the problem is that you kind of want really specific opportunities that used to exist. you are so grateful for libraries and the publicly-funded things: they are, however, an exception - and everything they have, they've fought tooth-and-nail to protect. you read a headline about how in many other states, libraries have virtually nothing left.
do you want to meet up with your friends afterwards? gift your friends the discord app. you can choose to go to a cafe (buy a coffee, at least), a bar (money, alcohol) or you can all stay in and catch a movie (streaming) or you can all stay in bed (rent. don't get me started) and scream (noise complaint. ticket at least).
you want to read a new book, but the book has to have 124 buzzwords from tiktok readers that are, like, weirdly horny. you can purchase this audiobook on audible! your podcast isn't on spotify, it's on its own server, pay for a different site. fuck, at least you're supporting artists you like. the art museum just raised their ticket price. once, they had a temporary exhibit that acknowledged that ~85% of their permanent art galleries were from cis white men, and that they had thousands of works by women (even famous women, like frida! georgia o'keefe!) just rotting in their basement. that exhibit lasted for 3 months and then they put everything away again.
walmart proudly supports this strip of land by the street! here are some flowers with wilting leaves. its employees have to pay out-of-pocket for their uniforms. my friend once got fined by the city because she organized a community pick-up of the riverfront, which was technically private property.
no, you cannot afford to take that dance class, neither can i. by the way - i'm a teacher. i'm absolutely not saying "educators shouldn't be paid fairly." i'm saying that when i taught classes, renting a studio went from 20 bucks an hour to 180 in the span of 6 months. no significant changes to the studio were made, except they now list the place as updated and friendly. the heat still doesn't work in the building. i have literally never seen the landlord who ignores my emails. recently they've been renting it out at night as an "unusual nightclub; a once-in-a-lifetime close-knit party." they spent some of those 180 dollars on LEDs and called it renovating. the high heels they invite in have been ruining the marley.
do you want to experience the old internet? do you want to play flash games or get back the temporary joy of club penguin? you can, you just need to pay for it. i have a weird, neurodivergent obsession with occasionally checking in to watch the downfall and NFT-ification of neopets. if i'm honest with you all - i never got into webkins, my family didn't have the money to buy me a pointless elephant. people forget that "being poor" can mean literally "if i buy you that toy, i can't afford rent."
you and i don't have time to make good food, and we don't have the budget for it. we are not gonna be able to host dinner parties, we're not made of money, kid. do you want some kind of 3rd space? a space that isn't home or work or school? you could try being online, but - what places actually exist for you? tiktok counts as social media because you see other people on it, not because they actually talk to you.
there was a local winter tradition of sledding down the hill at my school. kids would use pizza boxes and jackets and whatever worked, howling and laughing. back in september, they made a big announcement that this time, rules were changing, and everyone must pay 10 dollars to participate. when im not scared shitless, i kind of appreciate the environmental irony - it hasn't gone below 40. so much for snow & joyriding.
i saw a bulletin for a local dogwalking group and, nervous about making a good first impression, showed up early. the first guy there grimaced at me. "sorry," he said. "there's a 30-dollar buy-in fee." i thought he was joking. wait. for what? the group doesn't offer anything except friendship and people with whom to walk around the city.
he didn't know the answer. just shrugged at me. "you know," he said. "these days, everything costs money."
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cozylittleartblog · 30 days
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cant tell you how bad it feels to constantly tell other artists to come to tumblr, because its the last good website that isn't fucked up by spoonfeeding algorithms and AI bullshit and isn't based around meaningless likes
just to watch that all fall apart in the last year or so and especially the last two weeks
there's nowhere good to go anymore for artists.
edit - a lot of people are saying the tags are important so actually, you'll look at my tags.
#please dont delete your accounts because of the AI crap. your art deserves more than being lost like that #if you have a good PC please glaze or nightshade it. if you dont or it doesnt work with your style (like mine) please start watermarking #use a plain-ish font. make it your username. if people can't google what your watermark says and find ur account its not a good watermark #it needs to be central in the image - NOT on the canvas edges - and put it in multiple places if you are compelled #please dont stop posting your art because of this shit. we just have to hope regulations will come slamming down on these shitheads#in the next year or two and you want to have accounts to come back to. the world Needs real art #if we all leave that just makes more room for these scam artists to fill in with their soulless recycled garbage #improvise adapt overcome. it sucks but it is what it is for the moment. safeguard yourself as best you can without making #years of art from thousands of artists lost media. the digital world and art is too temporary to hastily click a Delete button out of spite
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1.6 is coming—see you march 19th!!! 🥹🌱
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the-gayest-sky-kid · 3 months
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god i love my friends. shout out to people who love their friends. this is a post for friend lovers
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Guys.
Y’all.
I…
I just. I just… i have discovered something. And I have laughed too much. I have laughed every time I have tried to explain it to someone. I cannot get through this.
Look. Okay.
There are two things you need to know, here.
First: There’s a style of Greek pottery that was popular during the Hellenic period, for which most of the surviving examples are from southern Italy. We call them ‘fish plates’ because, well, they’re plates, and they’re decorated with fish (and other marine life).
Like this one, currently in the Met:
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Or this one, currently in the Cleveland Museum of Art:
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They’re very cool. We’re not 100% sure what they were for, because most of the surviving ones were found as grave goods, but that’s a different post.
The second thing you need to know is that when we (Classics/archaeology/whatever as a discipline) have a collection of artefacts, like vases, sculptures, paintings, etc. and we do not know the name of the artist, but we’re pretty sure one artist made X, Y and Z artefacts, we come up with a name for that artist. There are a whole bunch of things that could be the source for the name, e.g. where we found most of their work (The Dipylon Master) or the potter with whom they worked (the Amasis Painter), a favourite theme (The Athena Painter), the Museum that ended up with the most famous thing they did (The Berlin Painter) or a notable aspect of their style. Like, say, The Eyebrow Painter.
Guess what kind of pottery the Eyebrow Painter made?
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