#sunsearchers

[catboyelimgarak]

Regnar’s establish their colonies next to an Indigo Sunsearcher’s Roots. Julian wears an indigo uniform, and he is a very sunny man. He is Garak’s (a regnar) sunsearcher to be with ;u:

[caesarjg]

Because I haven't really made an introduction yet, here it is!

My name is Julius, nickname Caesar (gee I wonder why). I'm german and polish, but my main languages are German and English. I study art history and in my free time I love working on my webcomics (Dirt Sky and Sunsearchers on webtoon, see link!), crocheting, consuming fantasy and scifi media and listening to almost any music that fits my current mood. I have autism so sarcasm and body language are pretty tricky for me, and I also have some triggering topics due to my past experiences, but I'll only share them in emergency cases. I'm also queer (partner interests still questioning, gender already transformed into a new realm of being aka ftm), so my blog is a safe space for every fellow queer sibling. If anyone here acts rude or creepy I'll throw you to my most feral and evil ocs into the ancient roman battle arena and watch the entertainment while eating mozzarella sticks and drinking peach ice tea like the emperor that I am. Enjoy your stay! And thank you for your love and support! 💕

[ectogeo-rebubbles]

post-canon Cardassia Garashir longfics with excellent characterization and worldbuilding:

Growth by sapphose

correspondence by macneiceisms

RESTORE, REMAKE, & REBUILD by kaelio

The Journey Home by cemetrygatess

post-canon Cardassia fics that are either shorter or are not as focused on the worldbuilding but are still excellent Garashir:

A Study in Cobalt by wanderingwriter87

Blue Ink by DHW

Drafts by cemetrygatess

How to Get Laid in a State-Honoring Way by cemetrygatess

And...Time by AsgardianAngels

The Apostasy of Elim Garak by AuroraNova

wasteland, baby by wanderingwriter87

Sunsearcher by Primal_Nexus

Okay, I have barely scratched the surface on my post-canon Cardassia Garashir recs, but I have run out of time for the moment, hope these can get you started!

I could really use fic recs for Garashir, either post-canon Cardassia or canon compliant/divergent. I've finished these two series that were really immersive and basically got me in a choke hold so I want MOAR!!!

I recently read The Blind Moon 'verse by Syaunei and it ignited a burning desire for more post-canon Cardassia long fics. The complexities of post-canon Cardassia both politically and practically are so delicious I don't think I'll ever get tired of it.

Dangerous Sentiments by pyrrhic_victory is a series of fic set in and around canon episodes wherein Julian and Garak are together, but secretly. The fics kind of fill in the blanks and expand on episodes, with exceptional characterization and the sort of intimacy you only get when only the two involved are aware of their relationship.

[himeheroics]

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[saintbleeding]

GREAT THANKS

im not a poetry expert by any means but like. dude. dude people will just. spit this stuff out like WHAT HOW. (im the only person i know who’s been as fuckin... Forever Changed by this poem as i have but anyways)

Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass, -

  The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:

  Your eyes smile peace. The pasture gleams and glooms

'Neath billowing clouds that scatter and amass.

All round our nest, far as the eye can pass,

  Are golden kingcup fields with silver edge

  Where the cow-parsley skirts the hawthorn hedge.

'Tis visible silence, still as the hour glass.

Deep in the sunsearched growths the dragon-fly

Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky: -

  So this winged hour is dropt to us from above.

Oh! clasp we to our hearts, for deathless dower,

This close-companioned inarticulate hour

  When twofold silence was the song of love.

like i KNOW that it’s partly the fact that my fave composer has set this poem (it’s by vaughan williams and even if you’re not into classical music i highly recommend going and giving the song silent noon a listen), and also partly the fact that said setting was the first piece of classical music i ever truly deeply loved, and also that i had this poem read at my wedding

and maybe it’s kinda late-romantic schmoopy dreck but also. i. don’t care. like there’s just such a tenderness even through how kinda prosaic the scene it’s describing is? like it’s like you can feel the warm, open, slightly rough palm of the other person. and the word “nest” like. augh i can smell the sun-warmed waist-height grass and the scent of the dry earth and that smell you get on summer afternoons when it’s not too hot. and the implication of the glare from the sun, and the sky huge and empty and heart-stoppingly blue above you as you watch butterflies and dragonflies and dandelion puffs floating through the air? like? hi? for the love of god hello?

someone like this post so i can feel validated freaking the entire fuck out about a poem and/or a musical setting of it real quick

[rambleverse]

Up three flights of stairs, above the room for advanced telemancy, around the corner from the polymorph lab, and nestled next to a courtyard window lay the office of Archimellis Sunsearcher. Besides the office of the esteemed Dean of Magical Studies at the Silvermoon College of Arcane Design sat a chair. In that chair Ouron Nethermoon, face pale and silver hair disheveled, checked the bags under his eyes via pocket mirror.

“You look dreadful.” he thought to himself, his milky blue eyes tinged purple around the irises. 

Little spiderwork vessels throbbed from the night before. He hadn’t slept despite the fact the heavy ream of paper bore the waxen Seal of Excellence across the top. He picked at the wax hesitantly, fidgeting with his mirror in the other, hoping the wax wouldn’t peel off before he was called. He smoothened and re-smoothened his hair. He brushed his dress robe. He smoothed his silver hair again, pulling a few strands from his scalp in the process. As his foot struggled to keep 180 beats per minute, a voice called him.

“You may come in now, Ouron.” 

Ouron spun from the chair before flattening himself inches from the door. He took a deep breath, smoothened his hair, and turned the knob. 

“I’m sorry we’re running behind schedule, Vymount had some final questions about your thesis he needed clearing up.” the Dean said from behind his desk.

The Office of the Dean, albeit oddly placed on the campus, envied no other room for miles. Beyond the entry carpet and up a single level the room opened into a spacious circle study. High and ancient book shelves lined the walls filled with tomes either rare or exclusively paired with their counterparts in The Royal Library. Busy bewitched gloves and quills floated about the room filing papers and tossing completed paperwork down a network of austere gold tubes in the back. Above him a small aerie criss-crossed beams in the shape of a pentagram backdropped with a view of the sky that Ouron heard was rumored to change with the dean’s mood. 

Fair weather seemed to be the sky of choice for today; a fact the headmaster’s phoenix, Proethius, seemed to relish as it ruffled its feathers from a stand at the professor’s side. As Ouron walked forward, he admired the elf’s tasteful collection of antique Highborne wands hung elegantly in their display case. He heard a cough.

Ouron turned his head from the case before he squelched the impulse to scream. The sight of the office had brought him out of the moment just enough to miss Vymount Spellshredder, the Sun Court’s own Adjunct of the Crown Magical Authority. The lean raven-haired elf languidly drew his eyes up and down Ouron’s sheepish face, shaking his head with a small laugh. The elf withdrew his judging gaze to turn to dean Archimellis. 

“I’ve seen all I need to, headmaster,“ the Adjunct said rising from his chair, plucking a bit of dust from his shoulder. He turned to Ouron again, his cruel and sallow face the visage of a mirthful death. “Good work, lad.” he said clapping a hand to Ouron’s shoulder. Whether the cold bite that followed it was spellwork or nerves seemed irrelevant, but Ouron instantly tensed as a chill shot through his back. As the elf left Ouron could swear he heard a peal of thunder sound distantly through the ceiling. 

“Nevermind Vymount, Ouron. Come. Sit down.” the dean said gesturing to the vacant seat. Ouron sat with trepidation, anxious at the small possibility Vymount left another parting gift. 

The Adjunct had a notorious reputation for being somewhat of an ill omen in academia for any student unlucky enough to happen upon his path. Failed exams, broken quills, even going so far as expulsion followed in his wake. Ouron sat down gripping his thesis for security.

The dean slowly swiveled in his chair, drawing a hand down his cheeks. “To be frank with you, Ouron, I believe it’s brilliant what you’ve got there in your lap.” 

Ouron breathed for what felt like the first time in months. The flicked a wrist beneath his sleeve, conjuring a personal duplicate for himself. 

“Your observation about the Third Grand Assumption is spot on, this section about yield of different granulations of dust? Wonderful, practical, and I daresay essential now that you’ve found it.” the dean spoke, flipping through pages nonchalantly, casually pointing to section after section with comments. “This methodology you’ve perfected here for reducing Focus impaction is simple but-.”

Ouron’s heart dropped.

“-It needs more credit than simply graduating with honors. I simply must insist you have it published through the College.” the dean finished. 

Ouron folded his hands over his thesis, sweat stains smearing the ink in his abstract. His thumbs tapped together as he thought. “Y-yes, of course sir. I mean, if you think it’s worthy I mean-” the dean raised a hand.

“It’s some of the best research in practical enchanting done at this university in years. I daresay it’s the kind of stuff one could see out of a Crown paper. So-”

“The Crown?!” Ouron blurted out, “So you’ve considered my request then?”

The dean looked away from Ouron, taking his hands from his desk to place them on his armrests. Proethius lifted a wing to prune himself, a small bit of fiery down landed atop the dean’s copy of Ouron’s thesis. Within a moment it smoldered to nothing.

“I..have considered it Ouron, and I will be happy to make your recommendation personally to the Silvermoon Guild of Industrial Enchanters. That should allow you to-” Ouron’s mind drifted as soon as he first word. Without direct publication through the Authority, Ouron’s paper would be publicly attributed to the College under their annual release.

He watched dean’s tongue move dryly as he explained to Ouron the privilege, the work, the likewise dedication required to get thus far. The words sloshed together in his ears like expiring mana buns. He felt his mouth droop slightly as the idea of a tenure in the Guild scratched at the back of his skull.

“Do you have any questions, Ouron?” the dean asked.

Ouron’s eyes flicked, and his ears twitched in pause. He looked the Dean  Archimellisin the eyes as he asked his question flat and plainly:

“What’s wrong with it?”

“Hm?”

“What’s wrong with it?” Ouron said, flicking his eyes to the thesis.

“Nothing, Ouron, it’s-”

“Not good enough for the Crown Magical Authority.” Ouron interjected, a drop of venom hissing over his tone.

“Ouron, it’s not that it’s not good enough. It’s-”

“What?!” Ouron stood, thesis falling to the floor. He reached down and grabbed a random sheet. “I’ve PROOFED the Kajax’s Theory on Inexpendible Mana! I’ve-” he reached down, grabbing another page, “Given you FOUR case studies reducing the required dust for macrogigantic imbuements by over twenty percent! Do you know what the walls could do with-”

“It is all very impressive, Ouron!” the dean snapped. The dean’s eyes pointed Ouron to his seat. Slowly, Ouron lowered himself to his chair, still clutching a page tightly.

“This is...a poor time to bring Fifth School before the Court. As you know have been many studies coming out of other universities that are really getting into the fabric of magic itself. You and I are sitting, participating in a renaissance here, Ouron.” the dean said putting his hands in his lap, eyes fixed with Ouron’s own.

“I don’t understand wha-”

“It means the Crown, the Authority, and Vymount are being more selective on matters of funding. Typically--this is no judgment on the school itself mind you--typically enchanting lacks the...panache of something like Conjuration or-”

“It’s BORING?” Ouron bellowed from his seat, arms straightened and hands clamped to the edge of his armrests. “You’re not going to submit MY work to the CMA because you think it’s boring?” Protheius squawked from his perch.

The dean waved a hand, “Ouron it’s Enchanting for goodness sake!” the rolled pages down his fingers, “Efficiency, proofs, methods of implementation. This is all solid work, solid research, and it will change the lives of people in Silvermoon for good. It’s just-”

They sat in silence. The dean continued.

“It’s just improvement, clarification. There’s nothing new.”

Ouron stared at his paper.

“The Guild does fine work Ouron, you’ll be a keystone there in many ways. This kind of work-it could transform this city.” 

“And no one will know who did it.” murmured Ouron as he gathered his thesis off the floor. As he slammed the door behind him he heard the dean call his name. 

Up three flights of stairs, above the room for advanced telemancy, around the corner from the polymorph lab, Archimellis Sunsearcher watched as Ouron burned his thesis on the college courtyard. 

[formfeeding-blog]

The Renegades – Dance Film

“The Renegades” Part 1 Concept, Choreography,and Designs by Brigette Cormier Videography and Edit by Giancarlo Candia Dancers Amanda Edwards, Jessie Birt, Brigette Cormier

Synopsis: Inspired by science fiction and time travel, Brigette Cormier created “The Renegades”; a seemingly abstract contemporary dance video series with an epic back-story. In the first video of the series, a steampunk cleanup crew hailing from a distant, dystopian, post-apocalyptic pseudo-future burdened with environmental decay has traveled back through time to our present day with the mission of saving their future-world. How would the world seem to you from their post-apocalyptic point of view?

Audio Remix by Brigette Cormier Audio excerpts and soundbites from:

“Flamenco Rhythm” by Sunsearcher (From the Free Music Archive) Liscensed under CC BY-SA 3.0 Creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/

“1+i” by Martin Rach (From the Free Music Archive) Liscensed under CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 Creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/4.0/

“Exotica” by The Juanitos (From the Free Music Archive) Liscensed under CC BY 2.0 Creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/fr/

“Volatile Reaction” Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 https://ift.tt/oKTIFM

Filmed in Little Havana, Miami 2015

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Credit to @sanja304 : Best #outlander moments... ♥️ #outloutlander #jamiefraser #loveforsam #sam Heughan #bestman #kingofman #king #bestactor #bestactorever #clairefraser #caitrionabalfe #loveforcait #scotland #outlandermoments #outlanderserie #family #outlanderreunion #outlanderlovestory #outlanderseason4 #outlanderlove #outlanderbooks #jamieandbrianna #thefrasers #outlanderinspiration #frasers #love #kiss #bestlover #bestloverever credit2theowner musik Movie rythm1 by Sunsearcher https://www.instagram.com/p/BwSrrDgBmIa/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=182fnuwxxgxv2

[sanjahirkic]

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Best #outlander moments... ♥️ #outloutlander #jamiefraser #loveforsam #sam Heughan #bestman #kingofman #king #bestactor #bestactorever #clairefraser #caitrionabalfe #loveforcait #scotland #outlandermoments #outlanderserie #family #outlanderreunion #outlanderlovestory #outlanderseason4 #outlanderlove #outlanderbooks #jamieandbrianna #thefrasers #outlanderinspiration #frasers #love #kiss #bestlover #bestloverever credit2theowner musik Movie rythm1 by Sunsearcher https://www.instagram.com/p/BwSoNfZhov7/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ya1m09viewnr

[str9led]

Fusion 7 Preview Webinar Countdown from Dun Lewis on Vimeo.

A collection of all the Fusion 7 Preview Webinar Countdown movies More infos ___________________________ facebook.com/groups/eyeonFusion/ Fusion 7 Preview Webinar Countdown eyeonline.com/PreludeFusion7.html

Thanx to all contributors! ( see Credits )

Music: Movie Rhythm2 by Sunsearcher (jamendo.com/en/artist/Sunsearcher)

[niconixie]

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#littlebook making with @sunsearching #365daysofdrawing #littlebooks

[doracademyint]

Top 13 Obiecte din casa ta care sunt mai murdare decat toaleta.

Un articol nou a fost publicat pe http://www.glumazilei.tk/top-13-obiecte-din-casa-ta-care-sunt-mai-murdare-decat-toaleta/

Top 13 Obiecte din casa ta care sunt mai murdare decat toaleta.

De la lucruri pe care nu te-ai gândit niciodată să le speli, cum ar fi cheile, pâna la perna pe care si salivat după un vis bun, numărăm 13 lucruri slinoase, scârboase, acumulatoare de bacterii din casa ta care vor să te omoare.

1. Jahzzar – Railroad’s Whiskey Co

http://freemusicarchive.org/music/Jahzzar/Home/Railroads_Whiskey_Co

Copyright Attribution-ShareAlike: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/

2. Sunsearcher – Movie Rhythm2

http://freemusicarchive.org/music/Sunsearcher/Sunsearcher_Spirit/08_-_Movie_Rhythm2

Attribution-ShareAlike: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/

3. The United States Army Old Guard Fife and Drum Corps -US Army Song (The Caissons Go Rolling Along)

Copyright: Public Domain Mark 1.0: http://creativecommons.org/publicdomain/mark/1.0/

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[himeheroics]

||Starter Call for Nikkou!

[rightquestionsrighttime]

Gazpacho - Mediterranean Dish

Gazpacho – Mediterranean Dish

Stay fit this summer with this is a healthy and delicious recipe all the way from the Mediterranean! (suitable for Vegans, Vegetarians and everyone else) Free Music from Free Music Archive by Sunsearcher: http://freemusicarchive.org/music/Sunsearcher/Sunsearcher_Spirit/05_-_Flamenco_Rhythm Created for the Weekend Challenge: vimeo.com/groups/weekendchallenge Likes: 546 Viewed: 24163 source