So my tarot begins! This is quite a big project so please support it (by sharing and all) if you want to see more
(Not doing them in order btw. The deck decides which one is drawn next)
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if i look back, i am lost

Andulka

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Cosmic Funnies
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Love Begins

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So my tarot begins! This is quite a big project so please support it (by sharing and all) if you want to see more
(Not doing them in order btw. The deck decides which one is drawn next)
Imran Qureshi (Pakistani, b. 1972)
Opening Word of this New Scripture - 2019
𝐴𝑙𝑒𝑥𝑦 𝑃𝑟𝑒́𝑓𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑒
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my mantra for the new year, let’s get it
House of Light, Iran
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Breath of the Wild Location Posters made by TimKellyPrints
A Love, You Can Only Dream Of…
Summary: Tanerélle dreams of a world where only her and her lover exist.
Author’s Note: Hi guyssss! I hope you are doing well as always! I’m here with something new! I’m a little nervous about it. I’m not gonna lie! But I do hope you guys like it! Pleaseeeee let me know what you think cause you know I live for the commentary! I love you guys so much! Enjoy!!!
Bouncing, gliding - riding his shit as if she had something to prove. Commanding her steed elegantly, gracefully fixating on nothing but her own pleasure. She looked at her vessel of the night staring him dead in his eyes picturing the love of her life. He was this intangible fantasy conjured in her mind. He was a living reoccurring dream and an unexplainable heartache. He loved her. He saw her. He wanted her. And with each thought, she grew wetter. Leaking on his manhood, muttering stuttered praises to the ceiling as if it were the heavens. Throwing her head back she closed her eyes and placed her palm on his chest and the other on the headboard. Swirling on him, drowning him in whirlpools, currents, and typhoons she moved vigorously aiming to reach her peak. Her breasts jumping, her spine curved, and body dewed with sweat she was a sight to see. She hummed in different languages painting the walls with her desperate tongue as her mind traveled further into a melancholy-like bliss. Her orbs glossed over with visions of honeyed kisses, slow dances, and a love that was unconditional. A love ordained by entities, galaxies, and everything in between. A love that rocked her soul and grounded her to something deeper. A love that was sweeter than handwritten poetry and brighter than a thousand suns. The lust, the longing welled in her eyes and melted down her cheeks like diamond glaciers. Her mind was bewildered and her body possessed she gave him all of her.
Her hips now unsteady as she felt that familiar feeling build between her thighs and radiate throughout her being. It was like she could see him as clear as day staring in her eyes with the kindest smile. And if she listened closely, she swore she could hear his voice tenderly whispering adorations along her cheek. Elated and lost in her reverie a smile crept across her quivering lips as her orgasm washed over her. It was like she was floating along the deep blue seas staring at the night sky on a cloudless night. But to her misfortune, this joy was not everlasting but simply a fleeting moment. And just like that, she opened her eyes and was transported back into her actuality - her loneliness. She stared her innocent victim in his eyes somewhat still searching for her lover. She ran her hands across his damp flesh grievously before removing her body from his. She grabbed the cool pillow that rested beside her and wrapped her body around it as if held comfort. And in a way, it did. She closed her eyes quietly welcoming sleep. And when she closed her eyes, she dreamed of love that would make the angels cry.
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Highland Ravager
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a redraw of this gif
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The REBIRTH of………..No.1
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A Virtual Installation Immerses Viewers in a Reactive Environment of Shape-Shifting Architecture