#timeflows

[nugothrhythms]

Music video to "Neversea" by UK-based gothic prog rock, psychedelic, and ethereal band The Eden House off of 2012 debut EP Timeflows

[gerardbillet]

Vasilos Ilias : Between Space nd Time : Morphing, Positions Probabilities II, Self (A404), Timeflows, Zoom in, Memory, Networking, Eternal Birth, Synapses. #dlgallery #dlgalleryonline #eikastikoskyklos #vasilosilias #betweenspaceandtime #faidravasileiadou #morphing #positions #probabilities #self #a404 #timeflows #zoomin #memory #networking #eternalbirth #synapses #eniagallery #dimitrislymperopoulos #ɪɴsᴛᴀᴘɪᴄ #photoofthedays #piraeusmycity (à ΔΛ gallery) https://www.instagram.com/p/CgGr86xM_0y/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[bunnygirlears]

bunnies are a creature that looooove to sniffing

[shelbybunny]

all my haters become gayers when i suck on the cock of success

[eyelessfog]

"Oh, we think we're special, do we?"

Redraw of @sm0lcatfish's art piece here because i am. so immensely obsessed with it

[sm0lcatfish]

DAY 1 - SUN/MOON - @mcyt-yuri-week

how useful truly is a sundial?

[alejaolch]

a day apart downtown skyline of Nowy Sącz in Poland December 2023

[deus-and-the-machina]

MCYT Yuri week day 3 - hurt/comfort

Hello again! once again this is for @mcyt-yuri-week, it's also on ao3 so if you enjoy it please give it some interaction! comments and kudos are incredibly motivating <3 This one's a bit shorter since I am currently sick but I like how it came out still.

Cleo glanced down at her feet where her eternal annoyance, the water witch Prismarina, sat sobbing into her hands. 

“Oh god, well this is awkward.” With a sigh, they bent down and tapped Prismarina on the shoulder. “Look, I don’t know what’s got you down in the dumps, but my tower doorstep isn’t your moping spot, alright?”

Prismarina stared upward, eyes filled with tears. A moment later, an almost comically shrill wail erupted from her as she continued to cry louder than over.

It was a pretty pathetic sight, but it wasn’t exactly increasing Cleo’s sympathy for the girl. Seeing as this might take a while, Cleo placed herself down on the tower steps and slouched over, watching Prismarina begin to blubber. 

“Stupid, stupid demon thing! And she–she doesn’t believe me and my date’s ruined and it’s all that wretched demon’s fault, why can’t I just be normal! Why does everything have to go wrong.” She broke down again at the last sentence, becoming illegible.

Cleo waited for her to calm down some, which took quite a few minutes. Occasionally, they’d reach out to pat her shoulder and mutter an irreverent “there, there.” The water witch was a snake and a liar, but Cleo would feel like a bit of a jerk if she did nothing. 

Not to mention her interesting comments. Once Pris’ bawling began to quell into quiet full body sobs, she spoke. “Did you say demon?” 

Her tear-stained face scrunched up at the mention of it, but she remained relatively calm. For her at least. “Yeah…It’s been possessing me and–I dunno, it’s all so confusing and it’s ruining my life and it ruined my date and AAAARRRRGH.” She grabbed at her hair, now more angry than mopey. “I don’t know the first thing about exorcism! How am I ever gonna get rid of it!”

Cleo tapped at her chin. “...This could be a problem.”

“What could?”

“The demon? The very one you just mentioned?”

Prismarina’s eyes lit up. “You…you believe me?”

They shrugged. “If you’re trying to trick me, I’m sure you already know how badly that would end for you. So for both our sakes, I’m going to assume you’re telling the truth. Not to mention that if this is an act,” she gestured to Prismarina’s whole mess. “You’re one hell of an actor. Forgive me, but I don’t believe you’re that good.”

The water witch huffed, but said nothing.

Cleo continued. “If one of the contestants is possessed, I feel like that can’t be good for any of us. Like, what if it uses you to become supreme? Less than ideal.”

 “So…can you do something about it?”

“Aside from reversing time and creating a new timeline where you aren’t possessed, which would be very convoluted and wouldn’t necessarily solve this you’s problem, not really. But,” she added quickly after seeing Prismarina’s face fall. “I have a coven member who knows some things about demons.”

She groaned. “Not Scott! He hates me even more than you do!”

“I’ll talk to him. If it’s coming from me, he’ll consider it.” Letting herself soften a bit, she reached out and wiped one of Pris’ tear stained cheeks. “Not feeling as though you’re…yourself can be harrowing. I wouldn’t even wish that on you.”

Her eyes gleamed, though with hope instead of tears this time. “God, this is the nicest anyone’s been to me all day.” 

Cleo snorted. “That’s sad! I’m just doing the bare minimum, not to mention looking out for myself.”

Still, Prismarina didn’t take it to heart and grabbed her hand. “No really, this means a lot to me, seriously. I…haven’t always gotten this ‘bare minimum’. Oh, you’re such a lovely sight I could kiss you!”

Cleo smiled. “Well, not right now, thank you, but I can take you to Scott’s right now if you’d like. Something tells me it wouldn’t be good to leave you on your own if this demon persists.”

“Thanks–hey what do you mean ‘not right now?’’

They rose, gesturing behind for Pris to follow. “You can interpret it however you like. Now let’s get you some help.”

[jinxneedssleep]

I just watched Prismarina’s new ep and timeflow is so fascinating in how it’s constructed

Every conversation Pris has with Cleo sounds like it’s through gritted teeth

Pris adamantly insisting she is a nice person to the one person that knows otherwise

“Kind people don’t have to say they’re kind”

Pris convincing herself that the Supreme Witch is her duty

Cleo, one of the most formidable witches, backing up when she gets close

[crimmycram]

I can’t wait to see them fight more

[bigb-enthusiast]

can u either draw me timeflow or any fearrising critter…….. sorry

:3

[rutellingmeashrimpfriedthisrice]

BAM, drabble treat 2!!! @muriers @mcyt-drabble-exchange

[t4t4tclethian]

does anyone want to talk about witchcraft cleo/el with me. they’re so everything. did you know there’s only 2 fics about them on ao3. What A Fucking Crime

[peakdeer]

im sending this ask because i wanna share this concept I had and I'm too shy to post it on main but lowkey shipping wcsmp! cleo and prisamarina as rivals/enemies to lover T-T Idk I view wcsmp! pris as this deceptive seemingly sweet but manipulative person and cleos the only one who knows her true nature and is weary of her and hhhh idk cat and mouse game ensues and eventually pris catches on that cleo knows whats shes up and idk tension go brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr and they're intrigued by each other and hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. anyways feel free to write something if you want. i just wanted to share this with someone

Cleo disliked the Water Witch.

The way she twisted her words until they had a totally different meaning, the way she thought herself as so much better than all the other witches, the way she dragged everyone under her spell with promises and lies.

Cleo didn’t see the point in lying. In her years of being a witch—she’d long lost count—she’d never known one to stay hidden. They were always revealed for what they were, ugly and hurtful and so much worse than they had begun.

The Water Witch was like that. Sweet in appearance but nasty in nature. Like a clear pool full of sickness and disease. It looks perfect and tastes syrupy sweet, but turns bitter in your throat and spreads plague through your city.

The Water Witch seemed to have fun poisoning others. Drawing them in on her words and lies, twisting the truth until it seemed false, making alliances and already planning to break them. So many were under her spell—so many thought she was exactly as she seemed—so many were foolish.

But Cleo was not. Cleo, in her lifetimes and lifetimes of experience, knew better.

She knew what the Water Witch—what Prismarina was.

“Water Witch. Hello. What brings you here?” Cleo’s tone was ice cold and suspicious. She didn’t know why the Water Wi—why Prismarina was here, and she didn’t trust it.

“I thought I’d offer you one of those spell tomes! I found one that fit you, and I thought you’d like it as a gift,” Prismarina explained with her sickeningly sweet tone, the one that sounded so deceitful it almost made Cleo throw up.

“Oh! Fantastic, lovely. That’s… helpful. I appreciate it. Let me get something to trade for it,” Cleo agreed loftily, trying hard to keep her voice neutral. She didn’t trust Pris, but it wasn’t wise to antagonize her.

“Oh, you don’t need to pay for it! It’s just a friendly gesture, one witch to another.” Pris used her extra-sweet and extra-innocent voice, the one that said I’m just a small little witch! You can trust me. I will won’t stab you in the back!

Cleo didn’t trust it one bit.

“No, I insist.” Cleo’s tone was sharp, leaving no room for argument. She didn’t trust the Water Witch to not come back and use the gift as a receipt to get something out of her—something to give her the higher ground. She didn’t trust the Water Witch to do something out of the goodness of her heart—she knew that the Water Witch could be cruel; she could be more bitter than she could be sweet.

A flash caught her eye, and she was the Water Witch’s expression twist into an angry snarl, something furious and ghastly and not quite right. Something totally different than the front she usually used.

She knew. And the Water Witch knew she knew.

She knew. And Pris knew she knew.

And Cleo wasn’t sure if they were the same, or if they were different, or if she cared, or why she cared.

It was dangerous, it was. They say time flows like a river—fast and deadly and disorienting. Cleo knew she was. Cleo also knew that Pris—the Water Witch—she—was the same. But it drew her in anyway, the sweet words alluring despite being false, and the hand soft despite ready to stab her in the back.

If she had to be honest, that made it more tempting.

The Water Witch showed up more often, now. She never left without a threat, of course, but Cleo could see her in the corner of her vision, watching her. Cleo wondered if she thought of Cleo the same way Cleo thought of her.

Cleo liked the Water Witch. She was intriguing. Perhaps one day this aspect would make her dislike the Water Witch, but for now, it was just that.

Intriguing.

[eyelessfog]

wait ur drawing ships?????

if it’s still open… *vaguely gestures to the images being used for my acc rn* :3 :3

wow i think they might be kissing guys,

[sm0lcatfish]

DAY 5 - rarepair @mcyt-yuri-week

“-and neither mine”