#down willow

[dustedmagazine]

CIA Debutante — Down, Willow (Siltbreeze)

Photo by DIGARD Aurelien

CIA Debutante-Down, Willow LP by Siltbreeze Records

“Dark web…in the dark ages,” mutters Nathan Roche in voice like a tombstone, as a percolation of electronics corrodes in the background. The sound is immersive and disturbing, noises like factory equipment clashing with eerie Suicide-like beats. A dystopia emerges, but which dystopia? Are we trapped in some pre-Enlightenment dungeon, with dripping walls and iron chains and shadowy instruments of torture lurking in corners? Or are we in the wrong-turn environment of right this minute, where bitcoin billionaires arrange drug deals and assassinations in the blighted corners of a digital reality. “Dark Ages” slips queasily between these possibilities, as dread seethes and beats clatter and Fall-like rants morph into Current 93-ish apocalypse. It’s a creepy ride, but worth taking.

CIA Debutante has been at its unsettling craft for most of a decade, a duo of poet/guitarist Roche and the visual artist Paul Bonnet, who manages electronics and beats. Down, Willow is the group’s fourth full-length album, though there have been a slew of singles and EPs as well, and it has a startling dark clarity to it.

Consider, for instance, the two “Old Masters” tracks that bookend the disc. The opening salvo forms out of void-ish rush, a keyboard oscillating as Roche utters cryptic phrases. The lyrics are full of technological nouns, hard drives and floppy drives, files and replication, but also some archaic markets. “Old Masters” are at once antique oil paintings and neglected wav files, and the mystery resolves in a pun, as Roche mutters, “Truth be told, no one knows what mastering is.”

The second version comes at the very end of the recording, amid a rattle of metal, a foghorn moan of flickering tone. The lyrics are largely repeated—a horse carries old masters under threat of whip, but whether they are paintings or digital files is unclear—but the music is more agitated and dense. A sound like an old typewriter—or is it a glitch beat—clatters in the background, as space-age bloops of tone bloom and fade.

It’s a surreal movie in sense-surround, a VR-environment rusting at the edges, and you never know exactly where you are or what is happening. And yet it’s quite compelling on its own koan-like terms. Contradictions open passageways to strange alternate landscapes. A dove dies mid-ballet. An architect dreams a building. A cabinet minister awaits a clandestine meeting in a boiler room. It might be 1300 or 1800 or some futuristic ruin of now, and as in all the best nightmares, it’s all of them at once and none of them.

Jennifer Kelly

[stars-and-birds]

Dana’s last ‘fuck you’ to Disney

He/they collector

Genderqueer/bi-gender papa king

TWO girlfriend kisses

Onscreen mlm kiss

Implied aladarius

a happy ending to the bi/enby couple

A happy ending to the aro/ace character

And

Death to the white Christian puritain

[caramelldansenu]

How I thought the reveal was gonna play out

Amity: Luz is it true? You helped belos?

Luz: HUNTER'S A GRIMWALKER

[willowser]

katsuki is sitting on the couch in the living room, holding his new little baby in his arms, and you notice that he's just been staring at him for the longest time. adjusts his little hat so his head doesn't get cold, pulls his small hands away from his face so he doesn't scratch himself.

and they're both quiet for a while, aside from the occasional squirmy baby noise, but katsuki eventually speaks up to ask—

"why's he lookin' at me like that?"

not only is the question itself funny, but the way it's voiced — tone deep and gruff, almost affronted — pulls a true laugh from you, has you shaking your head as you come around the couch to stand beside him.

and sure enough — your new little bean is frowning. even his little hairless browline is furrowed, hard.

you laugh again, sharp enough that your son wiggles in katsuki's arms. "because you're looking at him like that."

katsuki tch's, before turning to give you his son's exact same expression. "no 'm not. this is just my face."

"well, maybe that's just his face."

his frown deepens, hilariously enough. "ain't his face with you." and then he looks back down at him, like he's checking to see if he's still being glared at. he is. "looks like he's pissed."

"maybe he is."

you don't bother to correct him, to inform that your son does, in fact, give you a stink face every now and again — just like his father — and instead you watch katsuki lean down close to him, until their noses are nearly touching. watch the way little fingers squeeze around katsuki's thumb.

"the hell do you have to be pissed about, huh?" katsuki asks, voice quiet and low and small, enough for the boy in his arms. "far as i'm concerned, you're livin' the life."

you only laugh, smile while running a hand through katsuki's hair.

you'd say you are, too.

[rileyclaw]

turn on the lights, this cannot last forever

watching and dreaming promo

[hopeymchope]

[willosword]

hah i like how they both got a shot at the condescending cheek pinch

[strawberri-draws]

beach dayyy

[jess-the-vampire]

3 Years ago, i made this swap au as a bit of a joke after seeing the first trailer for s2 of the owl house.

Now? It's evolved into a really fun project that I'm glad i got to make for all of you.

Here's some redraws of some iconic toh s1 moments i've been working on the past few days, as i try hard to get the backgrounds and shading as accurate to the episode as possible.

Thanks so much for all the support for these last three years!

🐦🦌🐺

[clarkgriffon]

Willow Rosenberg + Outfits (Season 5)

[hazelcallahan]

WILLOW (2022-) || 1x08 "Children of the Wyrm"

[buggiebite]

Down in the Valley

TW: slight nudity

Down in the valley, the valley so low

Late in the evening, hear the train blow

The train, love, hear the train blow

Late in the evening, hear the train blow

Go build me a mansion, build it so high

So I can see my true love go by

See him go by, love, see him go by

So I can see my true love go by

Go write me a letter, send it by mail

Bake it and stamp it to the Capitol jail

The Capital jail, love, the Capitol jail

Bake it and stamp it to the Capitol jail

Roses are red, violets are blue

Birds in the heavens know I love you

Know I love you, oh know I love you

Birds in the heavens know I love you

[swanbelly]

i'm taking him home to my willow tree i will bury him among the roots so he can be with me

@whatlurksbean

[helia-06]

Man who did not have to turn his hat around on TV for snoopy related reasons!!!

[stbot]

Kit sparring flirting being a brat

[neteyamyawne]

Okay okay, but:

Neteyam covering your mouth with his hand while Ao’nung eats your pussy.

🪷 — Later sessions

❈ Pairing : Agedup!Neteyam x Fem!reader x Agedup!Ao'nung

❈ summary : Ao'nung and Neteyam give you a sweet and delightful lesson after your swimming sessions with them and they can be quite the trouble...

❈ Warning : MDNI! oral (R receiving), dirty talk, explicit smut, pwp, threesome, mmf, public sex.

❈ Word count : 450+ Not proof read.

❈ Note : After a training session while others are just outside of the tent? Hell yeah!

❈ Glossary : [Tiyawn] - Love/Beloved.

Your hand wrapped around Neteyam's bicep as his large hand muffled your desperate moans while Ao'nung dived his skilled tongue into your slick folds.

"look at her, squirming like a fish, bro" ao'nung chuckled against your puffy clit, sucking on the nub, your eyes rolling back in your skull

Neteyam smirked kneading the lobe of your breasts, rolling the perked up nipple between his slender fingers "such a slut for us, aye? You love it when nung eats you out like a starved man, doncha?"

Ao'nung looked up at him in mock offence as your juices ran down his chin, teal eyes blown out "you talk like you don't bust the moment you go down on her"

He drawled out, plunging two long digits in your tight little hole, his other hand hooked under your knee to keep you wide open, your slick velvety walls clenching around them as a scream that was muffled by Neteyam's thumb in your mouth.

You looked up at the dark skinned boy, sitting between his thighs, your legs spread open over his, as the fair skinned knelt between yours.

Your face was tear-stained, mouth wide open as Neteyam's thumb gagged any noises that you made, legs shaking, breaths stuttering as the blue eyed boy curled his fingers in your weeping pussy.

Neteyam and Ao'nung laughed quietly at your fucked out state "shh don't wanna alert our friends outside, do we?" your back against teyam's chest, pussy on display for nung, his face buried into sticky warmth, tongue and fingers working in unison with teyam's hands on tits and mouth.

"fuck- Y/n, come for me, Tiyawn" nung growled against your swollen clit, you whimpered tears dropping down your flushed cheeks with the added pleasure of Neteyam bites on your sensitive neck.

The coil in the pit of your stomach snapped, your scream being choked behind Neteyam's hand as you yanked on ao'nung's hair, which were taken down from his bun while your nails dug into Neteyam's forearm again, your breaths ragged.

Your climax coated the expanse of Ao'nung's chin and jaw, wavy hair framing his chiseled face as he licked his lips, savoring your last, neteyam removing his fingers from your mouth and licking them as well before kissing your temple from behind while you're laid limp between them as they took care of you, coming down your high.

"Shh, There there, sweetling, don't worry this is just the start" neteyam crooned in your ear as they were pressed against your skull, flickering now and then, before they both switched places and Neteyam's skilled fingers untied his Tweng, his hard cock springing out and slapping his abdomen "My turn, babygirl"

Bonus :

Lo'ak's jaw dropped as i gagged silently and turned around and ran the farthest away from your kelku "WHAT DA FUCK DID I JUST SEE?!!"

A/n : How the fuck did I write this in 15 minutes? I have no idea but omg did i love it

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