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To him who in the love of Nature holds   

Communion with her visible forms...

She glides into his darker musings, with a mild   

And healing sympathy, that steals away   

Their sharpness, ere he is aware.

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Remembering William Cullen Bryant

Originally published Novermber 3, 2016. November 3 is the birthday of William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878). 19th century America would be astounded to know that a man of his standing and eminence could be so swallowed up by time — to such an extent that millions of people could walk in, around, and through a park that is named after him and located right in the heart of New York City and still…

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Landschaftsszene aus Thanatopsis, 1850 von Asher Brown Durand

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I kinda fell all over myself over this painting this morning. Scene for Thanatopsis by Asher Brown Durand. So then I had to read the poem from William Cullen Bryant, and this was my favorite excerpt:

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Thanatopsis by William Cullen Bryant

Landscape—Scene from “Thanatopsis,” painted by Asher Brown Durand, 1850. From the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Public domain. Thanatopsis by William Cullen Bryant To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a…

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Thanatopsis Ed Emshwiller USA, 1963

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Requesting Rollo simply preying upon the reader. He just guilt-tripping them for having lustful thoughts and the only way that the reader can be cleansed is to well, admit of their sins and *insert nsfw*. Can the reader be male or gn, up to you

Prey of desire

"you can't hide no more your sins, accept your faith and let me purify your disgraceful mind"

reader: gender male

warnings: guilt-tripping, degrading, smut, obsession, stalking and more.

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You were there in front of the cause of your problems, same ones that didn't let you think without feeling dirty. Rollo's gaze was strong but tired on yours, was he aware of your thoughts? The way you couldn't help but touch yourself at night while imaginating about him? Every little move he did always made your fantasy go wild, his hands even when Rollo was holding the napkin. His soft lips with the hot breath coming out of it, too many things had an effect on you. Still wondering if he was doing it on purpose or not, the third-year was obsessed by purity and faith, those were the only things that were stopping you from doubting.

You were supposed to admit your actions to the grey-haired man so calling him to your room was a great option, at night when no one could interrupt you two and find out about the secrets. Too much time passed since the silence was dominating the room, broken by the voice of the other man. "So? Are you going to tell me what you did or not? I won't wait any longer." Rollo was right, so you took a big breath and finally talked " I've been dreaming about you recently, not only at night but even all day, it's not easy to explain. Not any type of fantasy, a lustful one that makes me feel dirty to the bone. I'm sorry for what my mind makes me imagine, I want your forgiveness and a help"

This time he was the one that went silent, oh poor little (y/n), you didn't expect him to know the whole thing, did you? The flames told him everything, let him see any move you did in the room while you were in the dark. Almost a night routine, you sitting on the bed only wearing your underwear as your dominant hand was around your cock stroking it, the other one touching your chest or in your mouth to cover the noises. His name coming out of your mouth as a wave of pleasure hit you, your back arching while cumming. Why didn't you admit that part huh? Too scared of his reaction?

"I didn't expect you to be a whore, didn't you learn anything? Look at you, drooling over me as I do nothing wrong, don't you feel a disgusting pervert? Get on your knees and beg for forgiveness, I want to see if you are truly sorry for your actions" his voice was severe and harsh, you did as he ordered and kneeled in front of him. A blush covered your face as you tried to get him right, a smirk appearing on Rollo's lips as you started to stammer. Too close, you could see that he was hard or maybe it was your imagination, too difficult to get what was real and not. Hopefully the tall man interrupted you with a nice option "I forgive you this time, though we have to fix this problem of yours. What if it becomes real? I think it will disappear once it gets fulfilled. I decided, get up and do as your wish for tonight, let me see what you dreamt about."

After saying that Rollo opened his legs and put his hands slightly between his back, leaving you free access to his body. You jumped on him like his body was a full meal, licking his neck while rapidly taking off all his clothes. Leaving dark hickies on that pale skin, your hands exploring his bare chest with greed, your cold skin on his boiling one. Slowly your lips slided to his nipples, licking and biting as your hands grabbed firmly his thighs squeezing them between your fingers. A heavy and desperate breath coming out of his trembling mouth, pulling your hair while asking for more like a little slut. Wetting two fingers you started to tease his hole, slowly inserting them and taking them out, just to hear him ask for more. Too desperate to wait more you took your pants off and immediately started to devour him, fucking him without any shame, your hands around his throat while slamming in him. Who was in control? Rollo as he was 'purifying' you or you swallowing his whole 'purity'? It wasn't the time for thinking, to keep your voice down you repeatedly bited his neck to let go off some adrenaline. Cumming in him with a deep moan, the third-year almost screaming as pleasure hit him hard as a rock, he loved every drop of it. Wrapping himself around your body tight enough to prevent you from moving away from him, now you were only Rollo's property. After many seconds he let out his last words before deciding to rest.

"if you ever need to confess your sins again, come immediately to me and we'll solve it together."

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“My Wingless Dove”

| Repost: 02.19.2022 | 1.2K | Mature Audiences |

Yandere!Diasomnia X GN!Reader [TWST: VAMPIRE AU]

Dark Content | Characters 18+ | Stalking | Kidnapping | Yandere | Blood | Forced Feeding | Implied Abuse/Violence | Etc | Proceed with Caution, Dearest.

Book.Summary: Dont walk into abandoned homes, even if the weather is bad, for there may be vampires living there that just love humans.

You’re pretty.

You’re pretty.

So pretty that it worries us to death when you come barreling into our home, fumbling through the door with heaving breaths, pounding heart, and rushing veins, so loud and so full of life. You kick the door closed desperately, blindly throwing yourself deep into the dark and what you assume—abandoned—home.

You’re far too pretty to live in such fear.

You make a home for yourself, using the old dusty library as yours, what we wish would be your forever home. Using broken floorboards as wood. Though you aren’t fully aware of our presence, that’s alright. You don’t need to worry about the peering, deep reddish-magenta glowing eyes that watch you from afar. Eyes that you swear you see as you prepare your dinner. Or as you sleep, gentle touches of flesh brush against the apple of your cheeks, or the exposed chest of your collarbone.

Don’t worry about the glaring eyes that watch you from afar as you search the forest for your food, silently protecting you. Do not worry when you see green eyes and that of a tall silhouette watching you from the far corners, only for you to blink and it’s gone. You’re pretty. They only want to admire you.

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The deep red eyes are first to greet you.

First to catch your attention. First to frighten you. Even if he doesn’t mean to., you’re just too cute, such a sweet, defenseless person, living amongst four beings that are far stronger, faster, hungrier. Far more than you could ever be. You’re fascinating and he lets you know of his existence. He wants you to know he’s around, devoted to you, as he is the prince.

You have dreams of a soft, monotone voice.

Hearing him whisper to you to sleep well, to have pleasant dreams. He is the one you should trust most, the one who understands you the most. Even though mortality is so from him. That’s alright, you are simply a glimpse of what he once was, and he adores you for that. You represent that part of him that was once human.

The glare from afar still scorns you.

He makes you feel unwanted, unneeded, foreign—an intruder. Well, in a way, you are. You stumble into their home, into the home of the prince, and make it your little hovel. He’s annoyed, disgusted, for you represent the side of him that will always be human. That will never change. He hates that about you, yet he can’t find it in his unbeating heart to allow any harm to come to you. Maybe he isn’t as detached from humanity as he claims.

The tall silhouette that scares you still.

He wishes you didn’t fear him. He wishes you’d simply waltz into his arms, sway gently against him and with him. He craves for you to step into the shadow to see him and acknowledge him for being safe, to see that he wouldn't harm you. He cares for you as a lover would. Even if you don’t love him yet, you will. Eventually, you will. As all things take time and you, darling, will have all the time in the world.

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“If I could simply stop time in this moment—without having to change not a single part of you—I truly wish I could.”

His words are merely wind to air as you sleep, blissful and unaware. You are as if the sun had been given for him to hold and cherish, a blessing, a gift. So strong, yet so destructive. So painful for he knows if he touches you, he melts. Burns. He’s alright with that.

You had in passing, talking to the ancient pictures on the walls of your soon departure. Something that Malleus can't bear to stand. You can’t go free of them. Of him. Not now. Nor ever. For he knows like a flower that only blooms once within its lifetime, would soon disappear. He refuses. You will be there for his lifetime, all his lifetimes. He wants nothing more.

“My Prince... what is it you desire?”

You.

The answer is you.

You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You.

It will always be you.

You spilled your blood today as you explored the vast forests. Bring them each nearly to their knees, salivating desperately. Like a flavor that they knew not of, yet still yearned for centuries. Surely, you’d indulge them. Silver gently lowers your form onto the massive bed, treating you so delicately, like glass.

You should feel so loved. So wanted. Even when you awaken and you thrash against Sebek’s tight embrace, cursing him—begging him to release you, pleading with him to let you go. As Lilia forces your mouth open to feed you, as you kick and scream.

You will come to understand our love.

As Silver nearly suffocated you in his chest, rocking you slowly as Malleus reads fairytale stories to you.

You’ll get over how cruel I am. As I read, you tales of freedom, or escape, of adventures, that you could never go on.

“You’ll understand why I did what I did, my little wingless dove.”

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1:46 AM EST November 26, 2023:

Kansas - "The Coming Dawn (Thanatopsis)" From the album Somewhere to Elsewhere (July 11, 2000)

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Reading Thanatopsis to put myself in a spiral because I need to feel something

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