#stone and dark gray

[zor-zor]

Exterior Fiberboard St Louis Inspiration for the exterior renovation of a sizable, contemporary, gray, two-story concrete fiberboard home with a hip roof and shingles

[winsource]

Modern Exterior St Louis Example of a big, gray, two-story concrete fiberboard house with a hip roof and shingles on the roof.

[gegant]

St Louis Exterior Fiberboard Exterior of a large, gray, two-story concrete fiberboard house with a hip roof and shingles.

[chasingrainbowsforever]

~ Orange and Gray ~

[art-of-tek]

Wessels, the main villain of my webnovel Dark Stones!

[brokehorrorfan]

Poor Things will be released on Digital on February 27 and on Blu-ray and DVD on March 12 via Searchlight Pictures. The 2023 dark comedy is nominated for 11 Academy Awards, including Best Picture.

Yorgos Lanthimos (The Lobster, The Killing of a Sacred Deer) directs from a script by Tony McNamara (Cruella, The Favourite), based on the 1992 novel by Alasdair Gray. Emma Stone stars with Mark Ruffalo, Willem Dafoe, Ramy Youssef, Christopher Abbott, and Jerrod Carmichael.

Special features are listed below.

Special features:

Possessing Beauty: The Making of Poor Things

3 deleted scenes

Bella Baxter (Emma Stone) is a young woman brought back to life by the brilliant and unorthodox scientist Dr. Godwin Baxter (Willem Dafoe). Under Baxter's protection, Bella is eager to learn. Hungry for the worldliness she is lacking, Bella runs off with Duncan Wedderburn (Mark Ruffalo), a slick and debauched lawyer, on a whirlwind adventure across the continents. Free from the prejudices of her times, Bella grows steadfast in her purpose to stand for equality and liberation

Pre-order Poor Things.

[leasthaunted]

Here's how to use a "Sun Stone" crystal to locate the source of light through the creation of a glory.

From Episode 114: The Dark Watchers

[queer-book-character-tournament]

Character, book, and author names under the cut

Cohmac Vitus- High Republic by Claudia Gray, Justina Ireland, and Daniel José OlderDedicate Rosethorn- Circle of Magic series by Tamora PierceSaya Keem- The High Republic by Daniel José OlderJimmy Kaga-Ricci- I Was Born For This by Alice Oseman

[waugh-bao]

Shared Porkpie Hats (1985 -> 2015)

[jesenslapetitemort]

A nice lil intro post :)

Hello hello there, you can call me Roma!! I’m a queer person from Canada just doing my own little thing on tumblr dot com :)

I’m into a lot of media and fanbases, mainly The Goldfinch, The Picture Of Dorian Gray, The X-Files, Heartstopper, Sally Face, and 1899 (still grieving that it’s been cancelled :’)

More realistically, my posts usually consist of random shitposts about my fandoms and fucking around with my lovely moots, so no promises on consistency (・_・;)

I also love deep, thought-provoking films, such as All Quiet On The Western Front, The Pianist, and 1917, and will gladly answer asks and share my opinion on these incredible cinematic masterpieces!!

I’m into music too!! I’m very open to asks about my music taste, which is mainly Radiohead (obsessed!!), Queens of the Stone Age, MCR, Cavetown, The Beatles, and some arbitrary classical, dark academic stuff (piano, particularly Chopin my love- ) but I’m very open to recommendations!!

I’m rather extroverted when it comes to Tumblr and talking to people on here, so if I see you and think you’re cool, expect a DM from me telling you about it, I love meeting people on this wonderful little hellsite and making moots :)

Hope to see ya round here!! :)

[rosemist50]

First round of Tribe cats. I remember basically nothing about any of them lol. To start we have Cloud With Storm in Belly and her son Stoneteller (the one before Crag), and then Bird That Rides the Wind, who apparently is Stoneteller's niece. Then is Gray Sky Before Dawn, Mist Where Sunlight Shimmers, Night of No Stars (dope name) and her mate Sheer Path Beside Waterfall. Continuing on with Flight of Startled Heron and Rock Beneath Still Water, then two to-bes; Rain That Passes Quickly and Dark Shadow on Water. Then is Scree Beneath Winter Sky and Wing Shadow Over Water. I thought it'd be cool to give Wing 'wings'. Also Fall and Slant are here, two very background cats whom we don't even have full names for.

[beesolively]

Living Room Enclosed New York Inspiration for a large transitional formal and enclosed dark wood floor and brown floor living room remodel with blue walls, a standard fireplace, a plaster fireplace and a wall-mounted tv

[art-of-tek]

Libby and Alex having a good time at Dark Stones during their early apprenticeship. I don't get to draw them as very young a whole lot (mostly only as older kids/teens/young adults) so this made for a nice change of pace. Drawing Libby without their scars feels a bit weird after doing it for years.

Update: Fixed an issue regarding Libby's tooth.

[insomniackel]

What happened to David’s house…..?

[stuff-diary]

Poor Things

Movies watched in 2024

Poor Things (2023, Ireland/UK/USA)

Director: Yorgos Lanthimos

Writer: Tony McNamara (based on the the novel by Alasdair Gray)

Mini-review:

I finally got around to watching this and I liked it a lot. I can't say it met the crazy expectations people had set for me, but it's definitely a great movie. It presents so many interesting ideas and jaw-droppingly stunning and/or disturbing imagery. It may not handle some of its topics with as much grace as it could, but Emma Stone's bravura performance carries the film and more than makes up for any possible flaws. She really does outstanding work in this film, masterfully controlling her voice, face and body. On top of that, the sets and costumes are gorgeous to the point of being awe-inspiring. And the movie never gets boring, even though it's rather long. So yeah, while I might not have loved Poor Things as much as other people, I can see why it's been so popular.

[these-lovely-monsters]

Tentacles Under The Bed - Part 2

[NSFW | 18+]

Characters: gn!tentacle monster x f!reader

Content: tentacles, bondage, nipple/clit stimulation, double penetration, anal play, edging, yandere monster

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4]

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It’s late at night and you’re sitting in bed, reading a book before you go to sleep. Or at least, you’re trying to, but you keep peeking over the side of the bed, hoping your tentacle monster will come visit you again tonight. After a while, with no sign of your guest from last night, your eyes grow heavy and you drift off to sleep. The light is still on and your book is sitting open on your stomach as you lay sprawled across your mattress, dreaming about tentacles wrapping you up.

You’re snoring softly when, suddenly, you jolt awake to the feeling of something cool and silky caressing your cheek. Quickly sitting up in bed, you blink open your eyes to find an inky black tentacle stroking your face. With a wide smile, you reach out a hand and stroke your fingers along its length, marveling at how nice the texture feels. When the tentacle begins tickling your ear, you squirm out of reach, giggling and gently batting it away. Wiggling in place, almost as if it’s laughing, the tentacle retreats back under the bed.

A moment later, it reappears again with its tip wrapped around an object. This time, you reach out your hand, eager to see what it has for you. When it uncurls itself, a small stone drops into your hand. Grinning at the new gift, you hold it up to the light and marvel at the gorgeous gray surface that’s veined with bright streaks of white. After you’ve finished inspecting the stone, you place it on your nightstand along with the pearl and necklace pendant. Leaning in, you place a soft kiss on the tip of the tentacle and then laugh when it wiggles again.

Remembering what you found up earlier today, you hop off the bed and hurry over to your backpack, calling over your shoulder, “I have something for you too!”

After rummaging around for a minute, you find what you’re looking for and walk back over to your bed where the tentacle is still patiently waiting. Extending your hand, you watch as it carefully picks up the piece of dark green sea glass, its edges worn smooth. Another tentacle appears as it gently rolls the piece of glass between the two tips, caressing the surface, as if inspecting it.

You’re chewing your bottom lip, hoping it likes your gift, when suddenly the tentacles wiggle again as several more shoot up from under the bed and wrap you up in a giant hug. Laughing, you squeeze back, happy that it seems to like your gift. 

As the tentacles slither along your skin, you’re reminded of the night before when it had you pinned to the bed. Your cheeks grow flushed with the memory and you wonder how you can make that happen. As if it can sense where your thoughts are headed, the tentacles begin to deliberately rub along your nipples, which are already hardening under your shirt. Letting out a soft moan, you relax into the monster’s hold, hoping it will get the hint.

It clearly understands what you want because a few tentacles grip your shirt and begin pulling it over your head as others work your shorts down your hips. Once you’re completely naked, the tentacles take a moment to slither along your bare skin, as if enjoying the feel of you just as much as you do. 

Then, one of the tentacles wraps around both your wrists, tugging you forward so you’re on your knees. Another one wraps around your waist, pulling backwards as the first one continues to pull your arms down to the bed. Soon you’re fully bent over with your ass up in the air and your wrists bound and stretched out over your head on the mattress. Next, two more tentacles wrap around each of your thighs, pulling them apart so that your pussy is completely exposed.

A shiver runs through you, not from the cold, but from anticipation for what the monster will do to you. Fortunately, it doesn’t make you wait long. One tentacle reaches up to play with your clit, alternating between flicking the bud and pulling at it with one of its suction cups. You moan at the sensations, trying to wiggle your hips for more but you’re completely bound, unable to move anywhere.

Two tentacles reach up and suction themselves to each of your nipples, pulling down so there’s a delicious tug on your breasts. The weight of the tentacles and your heavy breathing causes them to sway beneath you and you mewl in pleasure. As the other tentacle continues to play with your clit, wetness drips from your soaking pussy. Another one slides up along your leg gathering up your juices and plunges inside you, causing you to gasp at the sudden intrusion.

As the tentacle pushes deeper inside you, stretching your walls as far as they’ll go, the small bite of pain adds a delicious zing of pleasure to the already overwhelming sensations. When it’s completely filled you up, it pauses, letting you adjust for a moment. Once it senses you beginning to relax, it slowly pulls back out, almost to the tip, and then plunges all the way in again. Pulling out and shoving back in, it sets a rapid pace, the wet squelching sounds mixing with the cries of pleasure pouring from your lips.

As the monster continues to fuck you senselessly, you begin to feel an orgasm building. But just as your walls start to clamp down on the tentacle, it abruptly pulls out, simultaneously pausing its ministrations on your clit, and you cry out in despair. After a moment, it resumes teasing and fucking you, only to pause once again when your orgasm is almost at its peak. It does this over and over again, bringing you right to the brink and then pulling back until you’re a whining, needy mess.

Tears of frustration begin to build in your eyes and you think you’ve almost had enough when, instead of pushing back into your pussy, the soaking wet tentacle moves higher, up to your ass. You suck in a breath as it tickles the outer rim, teasing and flicking the puckered skin. You’ve never had anything there and you’re a little afraid it will hurt, but at the same time you trust this monster with your body and want to see what it will do.

Pressing the tip gently in, the tentacle pushes past the first ring of muscles and you groan at the new sensation. Slowly, it works its way further and further in, pausing every few inches to let you adjust to the new girth. When it reaches as far as it seems to be able to go, it pulls back out and then pushes in again. This time, it fucks you more slowly than before and you melt into the mattress, getting lost in the sensation. 

You’ve forgotten your earlier frustrations, too distracted by the tentacle filling your ass, until you feel a different tentacle begin to push its way into your pussy. Gasping, you try to wiggle away – there’s no way it can fit two at the same time, right? But of course, there’s nowhere for you to go and it continues to ease the second tentacle into your cunt while the first one keeps slowly fucking in and out of your ass.

Before long, both tentacles are completely filling you up, stuffing you to the brim, and you’re almost delirious with the overwhelming fullness. They begin to move in tandem, plunging in and out of both your holes as you whimper and cry out with each thrust. It’s almost too much, but at the same time you’ve never felt anything more amazing and you never want it to end. 

This time, when your thighs begin to tremble and your walls start to clamp down with your impending orgasm, the monster doesn’t stop. Instead, it resumes playing with your clit and you immediately explode. Stars burst behind your eyes as your entire body seizes up, white hot pleasure coursing through you. It feels like the orgasm goes on forever as you get lost in a hazy bliss and time ceases to exist.

Eventually, though, awareness begins to return as you start to come down from the high and you sag into the mattress, boneless and spent. Carefully, the monster eases out of you and releases its hold on your body. You’re almost sad at the loss of contact. But then it gently maneuvers you so that your head is resting on the pillow and pulls the blanket over you, tucking you in around the edges. As the tentacles start to retreat back under the bed, you reach out and snag one of them, holding onto it. 

“Will you stay until I fall asleep?” You ask in a drowsy voice.

You feel it hesitate for a moment but then the tentacle winds up your wrist, grasping onto you. Smiling, you settle back into the pillow and begin to drift off. Before you’re fully asleep, you manage to mumble, “Will you come back again tomorrow night?”

There’s a beat of silence, and then, right as your awareness slips away, you hear an inhumanly deep, multilayered voice echo in your mind, “Yes, little creature.”

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The monster is immensely pleased with this female it has chosen to mate.

At first, it wasn’t sure if the gifts left on various surfaces of her den were meant for it. But it took them anyways, wanting to indulge in the fantasy. Most creatures run screaming when they see the monster for the first time. Some even attack without warning. 

But not this one. To the monster’s delight, this delectable female was only startled at first. And when it tried to offer her gifts to soothe her fear, she eagerly accepted them! 

She even accepted its attempts to couple and let it touch her. 

Feel her. 

Taste her. 

She is utterly delicious.

And when she presented it with a mating gift of her own tonight, it knew for sure that she had accepted its offer.

As the monster settles into the darkness beneath where she sleeps, grasping her tiny delicate hand, it hopes that it can make her happy enough that she’ll never want to leave. Because even if she does, it will never let her go.

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[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4]