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German papenheimer rapier, 16th-17th century
from Sofe Design Auctions
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porcelainapparition · 2 hours
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Oak Bluffs, Massachusetts
built in 1870
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huariqueje · 6 hours
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Potting Shed I , - Rory Hutton , 2023.
Scottish , b. 1980s
Linocut , 29.7 x 21.5 cm. 11¾ x 8½ in.
Edition of 15
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Egg pendant, 1880s-90s, St. Petersburg, Russia.
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zephyrchama · 23 hours
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Vampire MC part I - with Lucifer heads up - this is pretty suggestive
(intro can be found here)
"How long did you intend to keep me waiting?"
Though the lights were off and the room was dark, you could clearly see Lucifer sitting up in bed. His deep voice was deeper than usual, tinged with grogginess. You wavered by the doorway, unsure if you were still invited in. He sighed and leaned his head back against the headboard.
"I told you hours ago to come to me if you had any problems. Don't be so distant and get over here."
It lifted your spirits to slide under the blankets next to Lucifer. Already, you felt a little more normal. Everything was tinged with the scent of his usual cologne. His bed had so much space and you were content with just being in the same room, no longer alone, but the sleepy demon soon tugged you into his embrace. He sighed contentedly into your hair, settling his head into the pillows with an arm around you.
With his chest in front of your nose, his scent flooded your mind. Under the cologne there was a muskier, heartier smell that made your mouth go dry. Your breathing slowed, not out of exhaustion but hunger, and with each new breath it got harder and harder to fall asleep.
"Lucifer, are you awake?" you whispered.
"Mm." He emitted a barely audible low rumble but didn't actually seem awake. He never mentioned that sleep evaded him for the entire month you were away. You wondered if you could wait until morning.
Was that wooshing noise the sound of your own blood, or Lucifer's? All of these new senses were so foreign. You lifted your chin to graze your lips under his collarbone. The contact made your fangs ache. He felt warm. If you dragged your teeth over his soft skin, lightly nipping at the surface, could you continue to hold back?
The more you allowed yourself to do, the more you started slipping, lightly tracing your teeth over where you felt a vein could be and pressing the edges of your fangs into him. You wanted more. With a light moan, a grip on your hair began to tighten. Lucifer guided your head properly to his neck and murmured, "quit being a tease."
Starving, you lurched forward and gasped and properly sunk your teeth into the offered skin. Lucifer groaned quietly as you melted into his embrace. The closer you pressed against him, the easier it got to access your snack. He dug the tips of his nails into your scalp. The fresh, warm taste of Lucifer's blood trickling down your throat was more satisfying than any late night treat.
The two of you stayed like that. With a fully content stomach, your eyes grew heavy and you dozed off into your first comfortable sleep since the transformation.
Lucifer would make sure you didn't oversleep. He always emphasized that timing was important. He'd be sure to rouse you in the early hours of the morning, before anyone else was awake. He loomed over your resting form in the dark on his hands and knees, ready to take his compensation.
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miraenart · 2 hours
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Spéos.
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memories-of-ancients · 22 hours
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Chalice of Emperor Romanos, Byzantine, 10th century
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porcelainapparition · 2 hours
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Waycross, Georgia
built in 1905
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vintage-tech · 5 hours
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Not what I was expecting to find at Deseret that day: Underwood "Universal Standard" from a century ago.
For those who wondered: Yes, this machine is inexplicably missing its ribbon containers... as an illustration, see them on this 1934 machine owned by Tom Hanks:
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But just put the spools on the posts and there you are, as shown on another 1920s Universal Standard I located online (which is also missing its faceplate for some reason):
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shewhoworshipscarlin · 22 hours
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Juice glass, late 1800s, Austria.
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sharksandjays · 3 months
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I know this isn't ninjago guys but I finished this 17 hour painting for my art class and I was proud of it so...enjoy.
I love Egypt fun fact about me. :)
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victusinveritas · 1 year
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A golden ram and a stone lion, found in a tomb at the archaeological site of Gonur Depe (dated from 2400 to 1600 BCE) in Turkmenistan. The finger in the background shows how small these figures are, demonstrating the extraordinary skill of the crafter.
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The archaeological site of Gonur Depe, Turkmenistan.
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memories-of-ancients · 19 hours
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Ivory panel depicting the crucifixion of Christ, Byzantine, 10th-11th century
from The Walters Art Museum
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porcelainapparition · 2 hours
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Blackstone, Massachusetts
built in 1846
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shewhoworshipscarlin · 20 hours
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The Sisters by Washington Allsten, 1816-17, USA.
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