via https://ift.tt/39Pltnr
gemville:
20.00 Carat Oval Opal and Diamond Cocktail Ring
Lang Antiques
(Your picture was not posted)
gemville:
20.00 Carat Oval Opal and Diamond Cocktail Ring
Lang Antiques
(Your picture was not posted)
Apr. 5th, 2020
via https://ift.tt/3aL46Fn
gemville:
Opal, Diamond and Enamel Brooch
$29,000 1stdibs.com
(Your picture was not posted)
gemville:
Opal, Diamond and Enamel Brooch
$29,000 1stdibs.com
(Your picture was not posted)
via https://ift.tt/3aLEkke
hisclockworkservants:
The Magnus Archives fanart, the Rituals.
The Watcher’s Crown, Everchase, The Scoured Earth, The Unknowing, The Last Feast, The Risen War, Extinguished Sun, The Great Twisting, The Silence, Sunken Sky, The Awful Deep.
(Your picture was not posted)
hisclockworkservants:
The Magnus Archives fanart, the Rituals.
The Watcher’s Crown, Everchase, The Scoured Earth, The Unknowing, The Last Feast, The Risen War, Extinguished Sun, The Great Twisting, The Silence, Sunken Sky, The Awful Deep.
(Your picture was not posted)
via https://ift.tt/3aEMFGx
elodieunderglass:
plumwildflowers:
I forgot I made a couple of mini vine compilations when they announced the end of vine
i don’t know how vine so perfectly encapsulated the best of humanity but that was a weird time
(Your picture was not posted)
elodieunderglass:
plumwildflowers:
I forgot I made a couple of mini vine compilations when they announced the end of vine
i don’t know how vine so perfectly encapsulated the best of humanity but that was a weird time
(Your picture was not posted)
chandelyer:Hassidriss “Oblivion”
Apr. 5th, 2020 04:36 amvia https://ift.tt/39HOK3k
chandelyer:
Hassidriss “Oblivion” spring 2020 couture
![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
angelrider13
Thalassa outfits?
(Your picture was not posted)
chandelyer:
Hassidriss “Oblivion” spring 2020 couture
angelrider13Thalassa outfits?
(Your picture was not posted)
via https://ift.tt/2UGvq26
nyxsuggestion:
vindictive-suggestion:
THE GODS HAVE ABANDONED YOU
I DO NOT NEED THE GODS
sparklecryptid lectorel
(Your picture was not posted)
nyxsuggestion:
vindictive-suggestion:
THE GODS HAVE ABANDONED YOU
I DO NOT NEED THE GODS
sparklecryptid lectorel(Your picture was not posted)
via https://ift.tt/2Xh19IC
asknotbug:
mozziestiks:
TO ANY ASEXUAL FOLLOWERS I MAY HAVE
You’re really Aceing it
:D
(Your picture was not posted)
asknotbug:
mozziestiks:
TO ANY ASEXUAL FOLLOWERS I MAY HAVE
You’re really Aceing it
:D
(Your picture was not posted)
via https://ift.tt/2Rc39hG
magicalmxtaco:
sixpenceee:
4,500 year old quartz crystal dagger with ivory hilt. Found in a Copper Age-era tomb in Valencina de la Concepción, Spain.
That mf has a jaw bone for a handle wtf that’s metal
angelrider13
…I have the sudden thought that Thalassa owns something very similar to this.
(Your picture was not posted)
magicalmxtaco:
sixpenceee:
4,500 year old quartz crystal dagger with ivory hilt. Found in a Copper Age-era tomb in Valencina de la Concepción, Spain.
That mf has a jaw bone for a handle wtf that’s metal
angelrider13…I have the sudden thought that Thalassa owns something very similar to this.
(Your picture was not posted)
via https://ift.tt/2UGDqjE
charlottedabookworm sparklecryptid distressedherbalist
He is. So pretty.
(Your picture was not posted)
charlottedabookworm sparklecryptid distressedherbalistHe is. So pretty.
(Your picture was not posted)
via https://ift.tt/2xPaIE6
brattylikestoeat:
asthebellchimes:
daddydreadz:
mossyoakmaster:
This artists stuff always makes me smile and laugh.. so accurate … also makes me miss the little stuff so much
I fcks with these two
I wanna see the real them.
They are the most adorable couple, they both are artist too so check them out.
(Your picture was not posted)
brattylikestoeat:
asthebellchimes:
daddydreadz:
mossyoakmaster:
This artists stuff always makes me smile and laugh.. so accurate … also makes me miss the little stuff so much
I fcks with these two
I wanna see the real them.
They are the most adorable couple, they both are artist too so check them out.
(Your picture was not posted)
via https://ift.tt/34eANII
corvidprompts:
shadeshadow234:
corvidprompts:
The fae smiled, sharply: “Give me your name, child.”
“Uhhhhh. Stick.”
“What.”
“Does Leaf work better? I’m just kinda looking around this clearing. Look, I’m trans, I haven’t decided on one yet, I’m throwing some spaghetti at the wall, you know how it is.”
Fae are born with features sharp and narrow, yet this one seems to soften as Moss looks at it. Its grin— sharp, teeth gleaming, its eyes— cutting, searching, the jut and pull of its jaw enough to scratch glass. It does not blink. Branch does not blink. It softens.
“I said, give me your name, child.”
“I still haven’t picked one,” Grass defends, even now still hoping for a way out of a faeries deal.
“No. But your parents did. Give me your name, child, and it shall no longer be yours. The entity of your name shall no longer exist, and you will be free for whichever name you choose— Leaf, or Stick, or Lichen.”
“…oh.” says Petal, and in the next moment a name falls from their lips. It is not their name. It never has been. The fae is sharp and cutting and witty, that moment of softness an imagined slight.
“Very well, child. Be warned of mushroom circles, should you lose your name again.”
“Okay,” Mushroom smiles, and the Fae pulls itself away from their reality in a swirl of feathers and silk.
When they go home for the first time in two months, their mother frets over them in a way she had not since they were a child, and she calls them by no name at all.
*does the football touchdown symbol with my arms*shadeshadow234 IS THE MVP!!!! LOVE THIS SHIT!!!
(Your picture was not posted)
corvidprompts:
shadeshadow234:
corvidprompts:
The fae smiled, sharply: “Give me your name, child.”
“Uhhhhh. Stick.”
“What.”
“Does Leaf work better? I’m just kinda looking around this clearing. Look, I’m trans, I haven’t decided on one yet, I’m throwing some spaghetti at the wall, you know how it is.”
Fae are born with features sharp and narrow, yet this one seems to soften as Moss looks at it. Its grin— sharp, teeth gleaming, its eyes— cutting, searching, the jut and pull of its jaw enough to scratch glass. It does not blink. Branch does not blink. It softens.
“I said, give me your name, child.”
“I still haven’t picked one,” Grass defends, even now still hoping for a way out of a faeries deal.
“No. But your parents did. Give me your name, child, and it shall no longer be yours. The entity of your name shall no longer exist, and you will be free for whichever name you choose— Leaf, or Stick, or Lichen.”
“…oh.” says Petal, and in the next moment a name falls from their lips. It is not their name. It never has been. The fae is sharp and cutting and witty, that moment of softness an imagined slight.
“Very well, child. Be warned of mushroom circles, should you lose your name again.”
“Okay,” Mushroom smiles, and the Fae pulls itself away from their reality in a swirl of feathers and silk.
When they go home for the first time in two months, their mother frets over them in a way she had not since they were a child, and she calls them by no name at all.
*does the football touchdown symbol with my arms*
shadeshadow234 IS THE MVP!!!! LOVE THIS SHIT!!!(Your picture was not posted)
via https://ift.tt/34bzB9a
tosquinha:
luthien “excuse me have you seen my boyfriend” tinuviel
(Your picture was not posted)
tosquinha:
luthien “excuse me have you seen my boyfriend” tinuviel
(Your picture was not posted)
via https://ift.tt/3dWO1OZ
ace-the-history-fangirl:
Well done Scotland
ayeforscotland:
So not only did we invent shagging but we also invented FUCK.
Yassssssss
(Your picture was not posted)
ace-the-history-fangirl:
Well done Scotland
ayeforscotland:
So not only did we invent shagging but we also invented FUCK.
Yassssssss
(Your picture was not posted)
via https://ift.tt/2x4uGuB
sixpenceee:
The Beriozka. A traditional Russian dance performed on tippy-toes with long dresses making it appear that they’re floating.
(Your picture was not posted)
sixpenceee:
The Beriozka. A traditional Russian dance performed on tippy-toes with long dresses making it appear that they’re floating.
(Your picture was not posted)
via https://ift.tt/2VhESrV
caffeinewitchcraft:
ebonyheartnet:
archiveofidentityconstellations:
archiveofidentityconstellations:
archiveofidentityconstellations:
archiveofidentityconstellations:
archiveofidentityconstellations:
archiveofidentityconstellations:
archiveofidentityconstellations:
i would never work as a gothic heroine which is a shame because i’ve got the looks for it but the firm presence of mind to gtfo from anything unpleasant
The Phantom: I have heard you sing. I have heard you, my child. I am the A—
me as Christine Daaé: [under my breath as I gather my things hurriedly] Our Father, Who art in Heaven, Hallowed be Thy Name
rogue master of the manor: [begins making flirtatious veiled threats towards me]
me, a poor governess: [immediately makes plans to get a different job]
ruined aristocrat who has a dark reputation spoken about only in whispers: May we speak alone for a moment?
me, Aware of things: No thank you, we’ve only just met. My aunt is my chaperone and a lovely conversationalist. Please do come and discuss her seventeen dogs
dark brooding guardian: [makes borderline asinine comments about my blossoming beauty]
me, packing my bags: Time for finishing school!
passionate possessive lover: You shall be mine! [yanks on my arm]
me: [immediately lays down heavily like a corpse]
passionate possessive lover: I am very strong, I can still ca—stop it with the noodle arms!!
me: [slunks down further]
he keeps trying to grab my waist but everytime he leans over me my enormous hat knocks him right in the jaw
he keeps struggling to pull me up but he steps on my dress every two seconds
he lifts my arms over my head and tries to jiggle me into sitting up on my knees but i just looked like a squashed horse stuffed into a dress like :p
he tries to take me by my leg but i just flop back down and my petticoats are silk and therefore very slippery
eventually he gets fed up and calls a stableboy over and the stableboy tries to take me up by my head, yanking at me at the neck, and then my passionate possessive lover is like “no you little idiot! here take one of her feet” and dashes over to take me by the arms but as he leans over my enormous hat knocks him in the jaw
they’re trying to slowly drag me over to his carriage but all of the townspeople have stepped out of their houses and shops
people are slowly looking out of their carriages like “what the fuck?”
meanwhile the stableboy has his grip on my leg and the passionate possessive lover is carrying me by my arms like a ragdoll with his head thrown back so he doesn’t get knocked in the jaw again by my enormous hat and my derrière is skidding against the dirt making a lady-shaped line from one end of the street to the next
“Kidnapping. This is literally kidnapping.”
“Well, yes, but… yes.”
“Someone should do something, right?”
“Oh, only if they manage to actually get her in the carriage. I want to see how long it takes for him to give up.”
“Really?”
“Son, she could decapitate him with that hat.”
“How do you know?”
“That’s what happened to the last ass who actually got her in the carriage.”
“This is not very elegant,” my possessive ex-lover pants. With his head tilted back, I can’t see his face, but I can see the bead of sweat rolling its way down his jaw.
“If you sweat on me,” I say. pointing my toe so that my foot runs the risk of slipping out of the shoe the stable boy is clinging to, “I’ll use the hat.”
My possessive ex-lover swears and digs his nails into my arm when my derriere catches on a cobblestone. “Aren’t you already using the hat?”
A boy standing just outside his front door, close enough to have heard my threat, whoops. “She says she’s going to use the hat!”
The ensuing cheer from our onlookers puts the first hint of unease in my ex-lover’s eyes.
(Your picture was not posted)
caffeinewitchcraft:
ebonyheartnet:
archiveofidentityconstellations:
archiveofidentityconstellations:
archiveofidentityconstellations:
archiveofidentityconstellations:
archiveofidentityconstellations:
archiveofidentityconstellations:
archiveofidentityconstellations:
i would never work as a gothic heroine which is a shame because i’ve got the looks for it but the firm presence of mind to gtfo from anything unpleasant
The Phantom: I have heard you sing. I have heard you, my child. I am the A—
me as Christine Daaé: [under my breath as I gather my things hurriedly] Our Father, Who art in Heaven, Hallowed be Thy Name
rogue master of the manor: [begins making flirtatious veiled threats towards me]
me, a poor governess: [immediately makes plans to get a different job]
ruined aristocrat who has a dark reputation spoken about only in whispers: May we speak alone for a moment?
me, Aware of things: No thank you, we’ve only just met. My aunt is my chaperone and a lovely conversationalist. Please do come and discuss her seventeen dogs
dark brooding guardian: [makes borderline asinine comments about my blossoming beauty]
me, packing my bags: Time for finishing school!
passionate possessive lover: You shall be mine! [yanks on my arm]
me: [immediately lays down heavily like a corpse]
passionate possessive lover: I am very strong, I can still ca—stop it with the noodle arms!!
me: [slunks down further]
he keeps trying to grab my waist but everytime he leans over me my enormous hat knocks him right in the jaw
he keeps struggling to pull me up but he steps on my dress every two seconds
he lifts my arms over my head and tries to jiggle me into sitting up on my knees but i just looked like a squashed horse stuffed into a dress like :p
he tries to take me by my leg but i just flop back down and my petticoats are silk and therefore very slippery
eventually he gets fed up and calls a stableboy over and the stableboy tries to take me up by my head, yanking at me at the neck, and then my passionate possessive lover is like “no you little idiot! here take one of her feet” and dashes over to take me by the arms but as he leans over my enormous hat knocks him in the jaw
they’re trying to slowly drag me over to his carriage but all of the townspeople have stepped out of their houses and shops
people are slowly looking out of their carriages like “what the fuck?”
meanwhile the stableboy has his grip on my leg and the passionate possessive lover is carrying me by my arms like a ragdoll with his head thrown back so he doesn’t get knocked in the jaw again by my enormous hat and my derrière is skidding against the dirt making a lady-shaped line from one end of the street to the next
“Kidnapping. This is literally kidnapping.”
“Well, yes, but… yes.”
“Someone should do something, right?”
“Oh, only if they manage to actually get her in the carriage. I want to see how long it takes for him to give up.”
“Really?”
“Son, she could decapitate him with that hat.”
“How do you know?”
“That’s what happened to the last ass who actually got her in the carriage.”
“This is not very elegant,” my possessive ex-lover pants. With his head tilted back, I can’t see his face, but I can see the bead of sweat rolling its way down his jaw.
“If you sweat on me,” I say. pointing my toe so that my foot runs the risk of slipping out of the shoe the stable boy is clinging to, “I’ll use the hat.”
My possessive ex-lover swears and digs his nails into my arm when my derriere catches on a cobblestone. “Aren’t you already using the hat?”
A boy standing just outside his front door, close enough to have heard my threat, whoops. “She says she’s going to use the hat!”
The ensuing cheer from our onlookers puts the first hint of unease in my ex-lover’s eyes.
(Your picture was not posted)
via https://ift.tt/39MLe7H
meredithmcclaren:
[Description: A mock cover illustrating the xray of a skull with two sets of teeth. The normal human blunt ones, and sharper animal ones beneath.]
(Your picture was not posted)
meredithmcclaren:
[Description: A mock cover illustrating the xray of a skull with two sets of teeth. The normal human blunt ones, and sharper animal ones beneath.]
(Your picture was not posted)
prismatic-bell:Hozier’s done two from-home
Apr. 5th, 2020 09:37 pmvia https://ift.tt/3bNs1nI
prismatic-bell:
Hozier’s done two from-home concerts during this, and it’s the same. His close friend (and normally his bassist) came over to play piano, they sat on opposite sides of the camera frame, and they basically acted like a pair of good mates playing a bar set, joking with each other and asking for requests while also explaining what current WHO guidelines are and raising money in €4 increments (that’s about $4.35 USD) for a child abuse prevention charity in Ireland that’s struggling under the weight of the needs of quarantined children.
We needed fun and normalcy, they gave it to us and did something good in the meantime. (And also agreed to cover Toxic by Britney Spears.) There was literally no message there beyond “please stay safe and also, if you can, these kids need help.”
We don’t need to be preached at. We need to know we’re in this together. And yes, we need the arts. They feed the soul. But there are ways to do it, and ways not to.
randomslasher:
It’s different because their singing is a product they already know people want.
The problem with the Imagine video wasn’t that “celebrities are rich people!” –we already knew that.
The problem was a group of random celebrities–many of whom are decidedly NOT singers–put out a presumptuous collab that absolutely dripped with the patronizing assumption that it was what we all wanted.
No one asked for it. It wasn’t their song, they didn’t do an especially good job performing it, and it didn’t impart a particularly relevant message (in fact, one could argue it’s almost inappropriate to sing a song about imagining no heaven when people are dying, and many of the survivors are trying to take comfort in their faith).
It’s false sentiment delivered by a group of people who are presuming that a syrupy rendition of a well-known and important (or at least important sounding) song performed by well-known and (in their minds) important people would make all of the unimportant little people feel better during a global pandemic.
It was tone deaf (sometimes literally), it was condescending as fuck, and it painted an unintentionally embarrassing picture of inflated self-importance that was really just a bunch of celebrities trying to stay relevant in this time when they’re not getting the amount of attention they’re all used to.
Backstreet Boys, on the other hand, are a music brand. This is their product. This is what they DO. And the tone of their video is one of “haha, hey, I know we’re not those kids anymore, but here’s some nostalgia we can all laugh at.” They hammed it up, some of them brought their kids into the video, and it was clear throughout all of it they weren’t taking themselves too seriously. They let themselves be the butt of the playful joke, rather than trying to impart a quasi-profound message that wasn’t even theirs to deliver (and didn’t even apply to our current circumstances in any meaningful way).
Musicians offering us their products in videos like this one already have proof that it’s something we want, and they’re doing it to help boost morale and give disappointed fans who are missing out on concerts something for free.
The Imagine video, by contrast, gave us a steaming heap of nothing so a group of celebs could feel self-important and significant during a time when everyone is suddenly realizing that they aren’t.
That’s the difference.
wherefore-do-i-wont-trespass:
how is this different than the Imagine song every one threw a fit about???? That one dude has a whole ass elaborate chandelier hanging behind him????
helila:
starsandskies:
OMGGGGGGG
bixbiboom:
The Backstreet Boys performing I Want It That Way together from each of their homes is exactly what I needed today.
(Your picture was not posted)
prismatic-bell:
Hozier’s done two from-home concerts during this, and it’s the same. His close friend (and normally his bassist) came over to play piano, they sat on opposite sides of the camera frame, and they basically acted like a pair of good mates playing a bar set, joking with each other and asking for requests while also explaining what current WHO guidelines are and raising money in €4 increments (that’s about $4.35 USD) for a child abuse prevention charity in Ireland that’s struggling under the weight of the needs of quarantined children.
We needed fun and normalcy, they gave it to us and did something good in the meantime. (And also agreed to cover Toxic by Britney Spears.) There was literally no message there beyond “please stay safe and also, if you can, these kids need help.”
We don’t need to be preached at. We need to know we’re in this together. And yes, we need the arts. They feed the soul. But there are ways to do it, and ways not to.
randomslasher:
It’s different because their singing is a product they already know people want.
The problem with the Imagine video wasn’t that “celebrities are rich people!” –we already knew that.
The problem was a group of random celebrities–many of whom are decidedly NOT singers–put out a presumptuous collab that absolutely dripped with the patronizing assumption that it was what we all wanted.
No one asked for it. It wasn’t their song, they didn’t do an especially good job performing it, and it didn’t impart a particularly relevant message (in fact, one could argue it’s almost inappropriate to sing a song about imagining no heaven when people are dying, and many of the survivors are trying to take comfort in their faith).
It’s false sentiment delivered by a group of people who are presuming that a syrupy rendition of a well-known and important (or at least important sounding) song performed by well-known and (in their minds) important people would make all of the unimportant little people feel better during a global pandemic.
It was tone deaf (sometimes literally), it was condescending as fuck, and it painted an unintentionally embarrassing picture of inflated self-importance that was really just a bunch of celebrities trying to stay relevant in this time when they’re not getting the amount of attention they’re all used to.
Backstreet Boys, on the other hand, are a music brand. This is their product. This is what they DO. And the tone of their video is one of “haha, hey, I know we’re not those kids anymore, but here’s some nostalgia we can all laugh at.” They hammed it up, some of them brought their kids into the video, and it was clear throughout all of it they weren’t taking themselves too seriously. They let themselves be the butt of the playful joke, rather than trying to impart a quasi-profound message that wasn’t even theirs to deliver (and didn’t even apply to our current circumstances in any meaningful way).
Musicians offering us their products in videos like this one already have proof that it’s something we want, and they’re doing it to help boost morale and give disappointed fans who are missing out on concerts something for free.
The Imagine video, by contrast, gave us a steaming heap of nothing so a group of celebs could feel self-important and significant during a time when everyone is suddenly realizing that they aren’t.
That’s the difference.
wherefore-do-i-wont-trespass:
how is this different than the Imagine song every one threw a fit about???? That one dude has a whole ass elaborate chandelier hanging behind him????
helila:
starsandskies:
OMGGGGGGG
bixbiboom:
The Backstreet Boys performing I Want It That Way together from each of their homes is exactly what I needed today.
(Your picture was not posted)