#Drying Fish

[hauntedbystorytelling]

Zacharias Stellas :: Paros, 1960. | src Benaki museum

Zacharias Stellas :: Antonios Abbey, Kephalos, Paros island, 1970s | src Benaki museum

[snglillustration]

Day 10 | fortune

[krautjunker]

[sheltiechicago]

Drying Fish

These women are drying fish but they appear to be connecting the coloured patches together. The details of the fish remind me of Van Gogh’s watercolour paintings.

Photograph: Khanh Phan Thi

Pink Lady Food Photographer of the Year

[vision35mm]

Untitled

Chinatown (2022)

[vyncentevelyn]

[cambion-companion]

Knot

Alright, it was put in my head that devils knot when mating/having sex. So...had to write this little ficlet.

Raphael x f!reader/Tav | SMUT | 18+ only

Scorching tension, the aching coil of your muscles as they stretched and clenched to accommodate him. Your fingers sought purchase, something to tether you to reality as ecstasy rocked with every thrust.

“Raphael.”  His name tasted like honey, burnt like whiskey upon your lips.  Your tongue felt leaden as he claimed your mouth, swallowing your pleading as he claimed you.

Amidst the haze and the heat, you noticed what a mess you were making of the cambion’s lush bed. “The sheets…”  You murmured, attempting to sit up and regain some semblance of control.

Your hair stirred in the rush of wind the sudden beat of his wings created, the leather appendages stretching wide as Raphael pushed you by the throat back against the mattress. “Are replaceable.” Raphael’s sharp claws dug against the tender flesh of your thigh as he dragged your body closer to him, drunk on the sensation of you so pliable and wet around him. He grinned down at you before a rumble of pleasure dragged from his throat. “So willing, little mouse.”  He leaned over, the skin of his wings turning the ambient firelight into a red haze. “Take all of me.”

Your eyes widened, feeling the flush of heat and heady lust his words aroused. Your body became taught as a bowstring seconds before the kill, his name spilling from your panting mouth, sweet to the taste.

Raphael fought to keep composure, failing spectacularly, burying himself deep within you, his sinful orisons of pleasure echoing your own cries. You felt his seed spill, the painful heat of it overshadowed by the pleasure as your body drank him in.

Your skin stung and broke as Raphael’s teeth pierced where your shoulder and neck joined, marking you as his own outside as well as within. He continued rutting into you, stretching you as the infernal knot took hold. You whined and he silenced you with his fingers pushing into your mouth.

Hellfire eyes found yours, your foreheads pressed together in a semblance of twisted intimacy as you nearly choked on his long digits. “Good, little one. Take me.”  

You wanted nothing more than to give in. To whatever end. Pain and pleasure mixed, your whines muffled around his fingers until he withdrew them only to replace the void with his lips and tongue. He was anchored inside, the languid thrusts of his hips sent spasms along your spine as Raphael pressed your legs down against your chest.

The two of you remained interlocked, twin flames made one, until Raphael was satisfied you’d been properly mated.  When he finally withdrew, he dragged a single nail down your chest to your navel, pressing almost until he drew blood over your womb. His tail flicked against your side as he gave you a lazy, self-satisfied smile. “You’re the image of sin, my dear.”  His palm flattened against your abdomen possessively. “Now, go clean yourself.  I will join you shortly for a thorough examination of your progress.”

[troutpaws]

some glamour shots of my new best friend ever

[gummy-sharks666]

The underpainting is done now we wait for it to dry 🧍‍♂️

[fyanimaldiversity]

I’m glad you guys like Poptart! You guys are lucky my beetles are all typical colored for their species otherwise I’d spam you with pics of them too.

Anyone have any fun pics of their interesting colored/patterned/etc pets for me to look at? Even ‘normal’ types are interesting!

[lilopossum-9]

So I was just rewatching the end of episode 5 once or twice (no particular reason), and realised Ed specifies really clearly when he says about fishing being man vs beast: 'I'm the man and the beast is beneath the sea' and that sentence is so meaningful coming from a man who for all his adult life has thought of himself as a kraken or a monster who deserved to drown.

He is healing through fishing 🎣 And the crew are healing through shared creative projects like the unicorn leg and the bizarre cursed suit raid.

[hauntedbystorytelling]

Pentti Sammallahti ~ From the Little Animal Pictures portfolio. OPUS 25, 1990s | src Finnish Museum of Photography

Photo on top: Siberia (Russia) 1991

[saturnaous]

can you tell that. (sounds of me getting conked in the head with a frying pan)

the original post I kinda did for this au

this is uhhh. a redraw of my au on this. scene thing fron the manga. but you can tell the quality difference.

[ichthyorelationships]

an idea i invite anyone else to write about / run with lol....

the premise that The Change gets all messed up for alberto, say it's something that can happen from stress, &/or happens rarely and you just have to wait for it to resolve itself....used as some parallel to struggling through some emotional turbulence / upheaval / questioning / Realizing Things, etc etc

[leon-on-the-froggy-chair]

i hate when my hands get lubed up and my rings keep slipping off and getting lost

[bandagegirl]

This took nearly two weeks to draw.

Rotating the idea of creatures that found powerful artifacts by chance and are called gods by people. A forgotten creator of artifacts and its not those artifacts that make one a god, its the people that believe you are a god. They believe you are wise, a coward, wield toxic words. Who you truly are, the people dont care, only their idea of a god they impose on you.