#heartlines

[jumping-jackalope]

okay pov. you wake up. you woke up because a voice called to you. by a name? you don't know your name. is it your name? you don't know who you are. you don't know where or when you are. the voice says listen I know you are scared. you and I we are far apart we have to work together but we will get you through this. the voice says "I love you". who are you? you don't know that nor why they love you. yet it is the only certainty you have. you tell them "I love you too" of course you do. of course.

[glossolali]

the brainrot continues!! long may it reign 😌💜

i reached a follower milestone and was feeling encouraged and motivated so art happened!!! hello lovely new folks 🥰

this is a scene from my shadowidomauk post-canon molly lives WIP 'heartlines' and I'm hoarding it till it's more legible, but here's a snippy of this scene~

Caleb's palms are rough and warm against his cheeks, and Molly’s heart softens further, that same feeling blooming bigger behind his ribs. He grasps onto his hands, a lifeline in the maelstrom of the recent days, and he presses into the gentle touch, closing his eyes and reveling in the feeling of being close to him again.

[theartsycanary]

Hey you. Yes, you. Go read my new webcomic.

[bigbluebeautifulthings]

Florence + the Machine - Ceremonials

lungs / ceremonials / how big, how blue, how beautiful / high as hope / dance fever

all artists

[nineteenthmay]

Favourite Gossip Girl music moments: 14. “Heartlines” by Florence and the Machine (Season 5, Episode 10)

Oh the river, oh the river, it's running free And oh the joy, oh the joy it brings to me But I know it'll have to drown me Before I can breathe easy

And I've seen it in the flights of birds I've seen it in you, in the entrails of the animals The blood running through, but in order to get to the heart I think sometimes you have to cut through (but you can) 

You can, we can, we can

Odyssey on odyssey and land over land Creeping and crawling like the sea over sand Still I follow heartlines on your hand

This fantasy, this fallacy, this tumbling stone Echoes of a city that's long overgrown Your heart is the only place that I call home Can I be returned? You can You can, we can

What a thing to do Ooh, what a thing to choose But know, in some way, I'm there with you Up against the wall on a Wednesday afternoon

Just keep following The heartlines on your hand Just keep following The heartlines on your hand Keep it up, I know you can Just keep following The heartlines on your hand 'Cause I am

[blackkatmagic]

Instead of trying to figure out what happened to palpatine in heartlines seriously I have decided to assume the funniest possible option till proven otherwise.

His dumb sith message hologram chamber fuckin vaporized him and took out the ship and it's just the confused clones in escape pods on planet.

Alternatively theres a sith ghost on the planet that thinks palpatine is a square for doing politics.

;)

“What the hell are you?” Rex demand, gritting his teeth. He can't do more than jerk his head, but he tries, tries to twist and get away. There's no give in the restraint, though, no mercy as the pressure bears down, and he collapses back to the cold stone with a ragged sound, head spinning.

The first lantern flickers and goes out.

There's a chuckle, low and rolling and more feeling than sound, and glowing violet eyes open a bare inch above him. horror surges, and Rex jerks as hard as he can, grabbing for his blaster. His arm makes it barely an inch before it’s stilled again, though, and he curses, grits his teeth, tries once more as the eyes close, disappear again entirely.

[k00288398]

It remains to finish another heart. Sometimes an idea meets right at the workplace

[witchcraftmagazine]

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[the-blind-assassin-12]

this fantasy, this fallacy, this tumbling stone

echoes of a city that’s long overgrown

your heart is the only place that i call home

can i be returned? you can

we can

[bubblegum-hurricane]

Broods - Heartlines

[glossolali]

Fractured moonlight on the sea!

ohhhh you're in luck my friend! a rare shadow(wido)mauk appears

"Caleb? It's Molly." It's faint but a few moments later, Essek hears, "Ja, Molly? Everything alright? Is Essek okay?" Is he okay? Probably. Is he also mortified? Oh yes. But he should know better than to expect reasonable and sane actions from any of the Nein. At this point he's the odd one out. So he's just going to give up and accept the fact that this conversation is happening, and see what happens. (He's also terribly curious to hear what Caleb will say.) "Oh, he’s great. So, uh– listen, I want to kiss your boyfriend, and he's worried about you getting mad. Would you get mad?" That was definitely a sentence. Essek covers his face with both hands, sighs deeply, and continues listening to the meticulous control he once thought he had on his life slip even further. There's a pause and then he hears Caleb's faraway, miniaturized voice laugh wholeheartedly for a full thirty seconds and then say, "What did you do to him?" "Nothing, I swear! He wants to! Essek, tell him." Essek glares at Molly then leans over and says into the locket in a flat voice, "It's true." He's never going to let himself live this down. "See?" "Scheisse, uhh– ja, ja– okay. That's good. You guys have my blessing."  He can hear the smile in his voice. Unbelievable. "Wonderful. Thanks, love! See you soon!" "Don't get too crazy, ah? Gute nacht, mein Schätze.”

I SWEAR this isn't a crack fic Molly and Caleb are just fucking menaces LMAO

[razishirazi]

Wisdom and mercy of God

God, with His wisdom and mercy, always wants the best for us. Sometimes He gives us something with His mercy and sometimes He doesn't give us another thing with His wisdom. He always wants our long-term good and prosperity, not just the happiness and success of this fleeting world!

https://www.instagram.com/razi.shirazi/

[daily-plush]

1989 Hallmark Heartline White Bunny Plush

[shakks]

Hard-light Heartline

(2024-02-20) MSPFA | Eagle Time

(Check below the break for some important information!)

you are a RIGHTEOUS ROOMIE. you're chillin. in your ROOM. things are pretty good! no problems here.

This week's been great! You spent it eating takeout and messing with your GUITARS. It's what you do every week, but that's never bothered you before. It's been a good night. What day of the week is it again? Oh right, it's the day where you're expecting a PACKAGE! That's definitely something that's happening now that wasn't happening last week.

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Well, hello there! It's Waterworks' 14th anniversary, and I was thinking it might finally be time to try something just a little bit different.

Eagle-Time came back (as https://eagle-time.org, so update your bookmarks if you haven't deleted them yet); I'll be watching for suggestions both there, here, on MSPFA, and generally wherever my eyes happen to be. Additionally, I will need to update the information on all three sites and ensure they link together properly. I'm not going to post full updates here on tumblr, but I will post a link to MSPFA and Eagle Time just like before. I also need to take the time to design a logo/thumbnail, and figure out an issue with my webhost that's preventing images from loading 100% of the time. I suppose some cobwebs have built up.

With all that out of the way, there are a few key points.

This isn't Waterworks. I don't intend for this adventure to be comparable in size or scope to Waterworks. I've been yearning to just sit back and tell a story, so that's what I'm going to do.

There will be no Flash animations and gif output will be limited. As much as I love Flash, fighting with the pressure to turn every cool idea into an epic animation has taken its toll on me. I'm going to nip this in the bud and say that there will be no Flash animations at all. There will be gifs, but they will be toned down to keep stress at a manageable level - The adventure will run locked at 18fps, and I will not use any colour gradients. There's some cool stuff you can still do at 18fps. If you're disheartened about the lack of full animations with sound, I'd like to direct you to a musician named Nstryder. I'm a fan of his music and have listened to a lot of it while scoping out the adventure. His music has been an excellent inspiration and I'll try to call some of it out when I hit relevant points in the adventure.

Regular updates will be attempted, but not guaranteed. The adventure itself will also have a set lifetime, whether or not it ends up finished. This one's hard for me. Life has happened. As much as I would like to update every day, it simply isn't possible. But I'm still going to try. I've set a weekly quota for myself to meet (but I'm keeping it to myself for now). If I can't make a day, I will communicate the delay on tumblr as soon as I am able. Additionally - I don't want this adventure to stretch out way past its prime. I've got a tentative end-date in mind for when to shut things off (regardless of the adventure's status), but I'm not willing to commit to it just yet. I'm gonna see how these next few weeks go and build some confidence before settling on a particular date.

I think that's it for now. I've gotta go fix that network error. I'll try to shape up everything else as the week progresses.

Welcome back.

[cherryisgone]

have some very unedited Chasing Heartlines because im still breathing and also remembered its wednesday, for once.

tbh, this fic answers one simple question: when is too much pining too much? to which i say, when i’m the one to write it. To quote richard campbell gansey iii – “(pining) that’s all there is.”

[k00288398]

MONDAY WORKSHOP 24/11/22

PROCESS WITH PLASTER

A string bag as a symbol of our intertwined feelings and memories, in which we carry ourselves. If there is something small inside, it free, like water, can pass through the holes of this string bag. At some point it may become unreliable and we may lose a part of ourselves.

Sarah said that this bag has very interesting structure and it makes sense for me to take a some picture of this bag before I dress it in a plaster skeleton. That's what came out of it. For some reason, the symbols of hearts haunt me, and I also saw a plant at the moment when I tried to play with the light. It seems to me that as a result, an interesting growth process turned out - from a small bean to the disclosure of an unidentified but interesting plant. (at the very beginning of the project, my first sketch on my theme was flowers - from bud to withering - after all, they did not disappear without a trace))

/I took a photo with my phone/