#The Gardens of Babylon
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miitarion · 2 months ago
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mucdj · 1 year ago
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emaadsidiki · 2 months ago
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The Weeping Willow 🌿 Chicago Botanic Garden
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sharksandjays · 7 months ago
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Since it seems people like my non ninjago art heres some of my physical oil paintings from my art class :)
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authorindistress · 17 days ago
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Hot Take: We should rebuild ancient and forgotten buildings.
Not in terms of historical preservation - though that too - but I mean we make a new library of Alexandria. Create the Hanging Gardens of Babylon. Let’s have an ancient temple to Greek gods in Central Park. Let us live in glimpses of the past by rebuilding the culturally significant moments and fill them with historical knowledge so that as I live my day-to-day life I can remember the footprints that have been washed away in the sand.
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gwydpolls · 1 year ago
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Time Travel Question
Remember, nothing that would substantially change history. Pleasure only.
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adhdedrn · 5 months ago
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Options based on the winning result of the five previous polls [one, two, three, four, five]
And hurry - this is a time-limited offer!
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daisyswift3 · 5 months ago
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Ummm is Taylor doing all of this to meet us down at the bottom?? All of this magic and showmanship so that she can pull the rug out from under everyone and expose the PR, bearding, and lies?? “It’s been a long time coming…I’m coming down, I’m coming down, I’m coming down” // “The true magic lies in the descent.” The cross in poetry being how Gracie’s music parallels Taylor’s perfectly
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June 12 mirrored being June 21 which is when TSOU, which seems like a secret message to kaylors, was released. It really does feel like TSOU is describing Taylor’s secret relationship w this korner of the internet that only we’re aware of. Just like the Hanging Gardens of Babylon, there’s no actual tangible evidence that Taylor sends anonymous messages here but we’ve passed down these messages like folk songs and the whole thing has become a myth. “Babylon lovers hangin' lifetimes on a vine”
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dead-dolphins · 1 day ago
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I'm always in when it comes to Taylor Swift, so please tell us what fic you imagined!
Pd: your mind is something amazing to me, like, how can you create fics plots so quickly? that's the mind of an artist there!
Oh my gosh, I love it so much when someone supports my chaotic, nonsensical ideas! Honestly, it feels so good to just have someone to bounce these wild thoughts off. And thank you for calling me an artist! I don’t usually think of myself as one, but hey, I’ll take the compliment, it’s really sweet of you to say that.
So, what I was trying to say earlier is that the song Cowboy Like Me makes me think about these two fascinating characters, artists in their own right, but more like tricksters or con artists, really. They have this uncanny ability to make people fall head over heels for them, but it’s all part of the game. They use their charm to get what they want, whether that’s money, gifts, or just the thrill of pulling the strings. But then, the twist is that they try to play that same game with each other and end up falling for real. They both get caught in their own trap, which I think is just chef’s kiss 👌🏼 for the story I have in mind.
Here’s what I’m picturing: It’s the 1920s, right? The peak of glitz and glam, with jazz music spilling out of speakeasies and fashion that’s daring and carefree. I was thinking it would be set somewhere impossibly elegant, like the French Riviera or Monaco, those dreamy places where the rich and fabulous went to play. Mikasa would be this stunning flapper, effortlessly stylish and oozing confidence, the kind of woman who walks into a room and has everyone’s attention without even trying. Meanwhile, Eren would be the male equivalent of a flapper, if that’s even a thing, suave, sharp, and so dangerously charming that people (women) can’t help but fall under his spell.
Both of them are hustlers at heart. They’ve learned how to play the game, how to make people fall for them and, in the process, loosen their purse strings. They’ve each perfected the art of seduction, not because they’re romantics, but because it’s a way of surviving, thriving even, in a world where money equals power. Love? That’s a weakness neither of them has time for.
The story kicks off in this ridiculously extravagant hotel, all marble floors and glittering chandeliers, where the elite are hosting some grand affair. Mikasa and Eren are both there as the “plus ones” of two very wealthy patrons, essentially escorts, but in that subtle, 1920s way where it’s all about appearances. They notice each other almost immediately. Maybe it’s a glance across the ballroom or an accidental brush past each other, but there’s this instant connection. Not love at first sight, though, it’s more like they recognise each other. Like, “Ah, here’s someone who knows the same game I’m playing.”
That’s when the fun starts. They begin this cat-and-mouse game, trying to outdo each other. Mikasa might flirt her way into stealing a target Eren was working on, just to prove she can, while Eren might turn the tables and sabotage one of her schemes with an infuriating grin. They’re constantly trying to one-up each other, and the tension between them is just electric.
But here’s where it gets interesting, they can’t stop thinking about each other. At first, it’s curiosity. Who is this person who’s as clever and sharp as I am? Then it’s attraction, though neither of them would ever admit it. They’re both too guarded, too used to seeing love as a tool or a weapon, to recognize that what they’re feeling is different.
The story builds with these playful, charged interactions. Maybe they share a dance at one of the hotel’s grand parties, where they both drop their masks for just a moment, caught up in the music and the closeness. Or maybe there’s a quieter scene, where they find themselves alone after a successful scheme, and the conversation turns unexpectedly real. They start to see beyond the game, catching glimpses of the person underneath the charm.
And the ending? It’s not a dramatic declaration or a perfect happy ending, it’s more like this subtle, bittersweet realization. They’ve been playing with each other all along, testing and teasing, but somewhere along the way, they stopped pretending. They actually fell for each other. It’s a little bit of a “whoops, we’re in love now” moment.
What do you think, Anon? I even have the name for this LOL “Gardens of Babylon” named in the song!
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bindinglove · 28 days ago
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lucien is the evermore to tamlin’s folklore. the girls who get it get it ‼️
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flowerishness · 1 year ago
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This is one of the largest hanging baskets I've ever seen. Of course, the landlord can afford it - welcome to Vancouver's financial district. When the first tower (on the right) opened on Burrard Street in 1967, at 22 stories, it dominated the downtown skyline. Now it's just another boring, 'ultra-modern office block', amongst a crowd of later arrivals. However, this building does have one redeeming feature - this beautiful hanging basket out front. I think it's a floral masterpiece!
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ourstaturestouchtheskies · 1 year ago
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Waterlilies and Japanese Bridge - Claude Monet // cowboy like me - Taylor Swift
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mucdj · 2 years ago
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nathanbatemanfucker · 1 year ago
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Kinktober Day 25: Breeding
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pairing: cowboy!din x cowgirl!reader
contents: 18+/NSFW/DNI MINORS, trying for a baby, mentions of pregnancy
wc: 614
an: a little glimpse into the future of this series which i promise to return to soon!
kinktober masterlist | gardens of babylon masterlist
The two of you have talked about children before, both wanting a family, a legacy besides pain and suffering and crime. This soft life you both have introduced each other to is the perfect place to grow your love. And yet the next step still hasn’t been taken. Sex has been the same, the rehearsed pull out, you offering to take him down your throat. But, something about today is different. Something’s unfurling inside of you, begging for it.
“Din,” You breathe, your hand reaching back, fisted in his curls as his hips press restlessly against your own.
He kisses at your neck, leaving a love bite here or there as he uses his grip on your hip to pull you back to meet him thrust for thrust.
“My pretty girl. Takin’ it so good,” He croons into your ear.
He feels out of this world, every stroke of his cock stealing your breath. You’re dizzy with pleasure, overwhelmed with how much you love him. With all that you would give to and take from him. And in this moment you know, all doubts gone: you’re ready to start a family. To be completely his and tie yourself to him forever.
“Wanna take more, please,” You beg weakly, tears pricking in the corner of your eyes.
He can sense your emotions, and pulls you closer, slowing the pace of his hips so tenderly, “Tell me what you mean, darlin’.”
“Want you to— to give me a baby, Din.”
Din feels breathless, eager to give you what you want, to start a family but just as nervous, “Are you sure?”
“Yes, please. Please, Din.”
He groans at the way you beg, it’s exactly what he’s wanted to hear, what he needs to push away the rest of the fear. He pulls out of you so quickly that you don’t have time to process, rolling you onto your back and sliding back into your warm heat in a matter of seconds. His hands grip your thighs, holding you wide open for him as he begins to fuck like he wants to send you through the mattress.
He bends down to capture your mouth with his, the bed creaking as he does. He licks into your mouth feverishly before mumbling, “Gonna fill you up, girl.”
His dark brown eyes are cloudy, full of hunger and his curls stick to his forehead from sweat. He’s beautiful is all you can think as you look up at him, his movements and words stealing your voice.
“You want my baby? Want me to plant myself so deep? Is that what you want, darlin’?”
You shudder beneath him, clenching tight around his cock that fucks in and out of you at brutal pace. You nod, still unable to talk but Din wants to hear you. He needs to.
“Say it. Say you want my child, girl.”
“D-Din,” You breathe, clutching at his shoulders as you try to gather yourself. “Want you, want your baby inside me please.”
“Good girl, that’s it. Cum for me and I’ll give you what you want honey,” He encourages, a hand slipping between your bodies so that he can rub at your clit.
At the press of his fingers you go stiff, your mouth falling open in a silent moan as you cum on his cock. And soon after Din follows you, thrusting inside you so hard that he steals your breath. He rolls over, bringing you with him, and holding you close.
“I love you, girl,” He murmurs, pressing a kiss to your temple.
“I love you too, Din. I hope it takes,” You whisper.
He grins, squeezing you in his hold, “Oh it will.”
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sparegarbage · 2 years ago
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cowboy like me by taylor swift // free lockscreens
please rt/like if saved ✨
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mylittleredgirl · 5 months ago
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Chapters: 1/1 (2777 words) Fandom: Babylon 5 (TV 1993) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Delenn/John Sheridan Characters: Delenn (Babylon 5), John Sheridan Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Holding Hands Summary:
Sheridan gets to know the White Star, and Delenn gets to know him.
Set in early Season 3, soon after "Matters of Honor."
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