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gwill2k.bsky.social
Phosphorescent
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Ride On / Right On
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#MusicChallenge #MusicSky
November 6, 2025 at 3:44 AM
jenratcliffe.bsky.social
"In the darkness one may touch fires from the earth itself. Sparks fly round one's feet as the nails strike rock, and sometimes, if one disturbs black ooze in passing, there leap in it minute pricks of phosphorescent light."

Nan Shepherd - the living mountain on walking in the dark

#NatureWriting
November 9, 2025 at 7:24 PM
nicholdav.bsky.social
in my day all computing was phosphorescent green, and we liked it
symbo1ics.bsky.social Linotype Pilgrim @symbo1ics.bsky.social · 24d
The three words every girl wants to hear:

"Portable TRS-80"

#retrocomputing
Picture of a Radio Shack TRS-80 Model 4P portable computer with a classic green phosphor display. It has a separate keyboard, dual 5.25" drives to the right of the CRT (integrated unit) and brightness/contrast/power controls to the left of CRT. The plastics are beige with black panel inserts. Pic credit: snarfusmaximus (owner)
November 10, 2025 at 12:02 AM
char-gen.bsky.social
Bone naga coiled in a ruined Chultan ziggurat — hooded bone, ectoplasm fangs, jade sentries and phosphorescent fungi. Oil‑painted dark fantasy made with CharGen. Want the prompt or variations? Tell me which element to tweak. #DnD #FantasyArt #AIArt #DigitalArt #PromptShare
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Realistic D&D Fantasy
November 11, 2025 at 1:15 PM
nebularasa.bsky.social
Ventilation

#VirtualPhotography
#StillWakesTheDeep
#SirensRest
#PS5
🌊 Deep Sea Cavern Description The scene is dominated by darkness, with a low level of green light filtering through the water, suggesting great depth. The left side of the image features a sloping underwater surface covered in bizarre, bioluminescent-looking growths: * The growths are primarily green and yellow-green, with patches of pinkish-orange around deep, irregular holes or openings. They appear porous and sponge-like, giving the environment a strange, alien feel. * In the mid-ground, nestled near a dark, vertical structure, a pale object resembling a skull or a small, pale mound is visible, hinting at the game's horror themes. The right side of the image plunges into near-total darkness, emphasizing the vast, unexplored abyss. A single, small, bright white orb of light is visible in the darkness, possibly a light source from the player character or a distant bioluminescent creature. The overall atmosphere is one of claustrophobic dread, characteristic of deep-sea horror. That is an excellent observation. The image perfectly captures the oppressive, alien, and submerged horror aesthetic described in reviews of the "Siren's Rest" DLC. The bizarre growths are confirmed to be the calcified remnants of the monstrous "Shape" or its flesh ribbons, a central element of the game's Lovecraftian/Cronenbergian nightmare. The DLC, set 10 years later, forces the player (Mhairi, a saturation diver) to explore the sunken Beira D oil rig, which is now a "steel catacomb interred in the inky depths." The presence of the skull-like object is consistent with Mhairi's mission to "photograph human remains" and recover mementos from the dead crew, often found within the unstable, shifting wreckage covered in this strange aquatic organism. The lone light source emphasizes the feeling of being a "fragile light in the crushing dark," reinforcing the deep-sea dread and paranoia Mhairi experiences. 💀 Floral Grave Description The scene is an extreme close-up of a submerged area within the wreck, characterized by intense darkness and focused light on the central subject. * Centerpiece: A human skull rests prominently on a large mound of submerged growth. The skull is illuminated from the side, giving it depth and a palpable sense of solitude. * The Growth: The remains are cradled by an unnaturally vivid display of oceanic life. * The mound itself is a swirling mass of dark green and phosphorescent blue-green material, appearing slick and viscous, characteristic of deep-sea sludge or alien organism growth (the "Shape's" remnants). * Directly behind the skull are bunches of bright red, flower-like growths (similar to the first image). * Above the skull and trailing off, there are clusters of yellowish-orange, porous, sponge-like organisms (similar to the second image). * Wreckage: To the left, dark, rust-colored metal beams and vertical structures of the wreck frame the scene, emphasizing the claustrophobic and decaying environment. * Darkness: The right side and background vanish into absolute, inky blackness, suggesting the immense, suffocating depth of the ocean. The image is a stylized, melancholic tableau of a final, forgotten grave.
November 10, 2025 at 2:10 PM
grizzly2020.bsky.social
#MusicInMusic

Phosphorescent - Song for Zula

youtu.be/ZPxQYhGpdvg?...
November 2, 2025 at 8:58 PM
joanmiro.bsky.social
Figure at Night Guided by the Phosphorescent Tracks of Snails https://www.wikiart.org/en/joan-miro/figure-at-night-guided-by-the-phosphorescent-tracks-of-snails
Figure at Night Guided by the Phosphorescent Tracks of Snails
November 2, 2025 at 9:43 AM
hokaguteatime.bsky.social
cw: foot fisting 🥰

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Carmin lending a hole for the sake of witchcraft 🧪 !

Coming back with @pumpkinpuplus.bsky.social’s gorgeous Millie, one feet deep into experiments for her potions 😉, 🧛‍♂️🧙‍♀️cooperation 🙏🏻

#artfuckengagement #AF-Petal #nsfwart #art #storyofc #ocsky #ocnsfw
Millie is standing over Carmin, jolting down notes with half her foot inside of him. They are surrounded by phosphorescent tentacles, the subject of today’s experiment. Three panel with Carmin appreciating Millie’s calf before the later removes her foot and fuck his with it again, this time with the help of the tentacles who finally took the step to push inside Carmin ad well.
November 9, 2025 at 8:35 PM
themightyduck.bsky.social
In a humid, rocky swamp, a scientist in an environmental suit observes a gigantic, 30-meter tall bioluminescent alien flower. 🌸✨ Its massive central pod radiates a piercing, bright lime green light, illuminating intricate organic details and phosphorescent fungi. 🔬💚🍄

#aiart
November 3, 2025 at 2:56 AM
jimprov.sendusyourmoney.com
then the sky was really pretty outside
a frilled blanket of clouds leading to a phosphorescent open window of sky projecting the sun’s last breath of light into the horizon
November 2, 2025 at 11:44 PM
lamountain.bsky.social
Just starting introduction and @margaretatwood.bsky.social has already convinced me yes, maybe I should write a memoir! 😂 looking forward to this book #booksky Book of Lives, Margaret Atwood
Time passed, however, and the idea of a memoir acquired a lurid phosphorescent glow. Wasn't there something appealing in the idea? my sinister alter ego whispered. I could depict myself in a flattering light, casting a gauzy haze over my stupider or wickeder actions while blaming them on others. At the same time, I could thank my benefactors, reward my friends, trash my enemies, and pay off scores long forgotten by everyone but me. I could spill some beans, I could dish some tea. Margaret Atwood Book of Lives: A Memoir of Sorts
November 6, 2025 at 5:00 AM
brett-baudin.bsky.social
#aiart #promptshare
Title: Luminous Wanderer of the Enchanted Wood
Style: Magical realism with ethereal lighting, reminiscent of Hayao Miyazaki’s Spirited Away.
Prompt in ALT
A magical realism illustration in the style of Hayao Miyazaki's Spirited Away, depicting an ethereal angel with translucent, bioluminescent wings walking through a twilight forest. The angel's luminous form creates faint trails of light with each footstep on the moss-covered ground, while a small winged fox with matching phosphorescent fur follows closely behind. The enchanted forest glimmers with glowing mushrooms, dancing fireflies, and trees whose leaves shimmer like captured starlight, as the angel pauses to touch a flower that brightens under its fingertips. The scene is captured with an eye-level perspective and shallow depth of field, bathed in soft twilight with cool, greenish bioluminescent lighting emanating from the magical flora.
November 2, 2025 at 3:26 PM
papalouie.me
Happy Howl-o-ween beasties!

I totally forgot that this Barcode jock was phosphorescent, and it really completes the look for this last day of Jocktober.
October 31, 2025 at 1:13 PM
bastorpentonit.bsky.social
- 50m of sturdy rope, cut up into 4cm pieces
- Placebo water purification tablets
- Hybrid roll of toilet paper (on one side) and sticky fly paper (on the opposing side), to save space
- Band-AIDS (phosphorescent)
- Plastic fruit
- Trombone (sad!)

You can thank me later.
October 30, 2025 at 6:07 PM
srewob.bsky.social
These four generated by Dall-E 3. They generally show a darkly robed figure, in silhouette, standing amid a forest; the trees have glowing circular Celtic knotwork in phosphorescent cyan. In this image, the figure is outlined in cyan, appears to have a laser coming out of its head, and lightning snaking around the ground. The trees have splotchy dribbles of (presumably) phosphorescent paint descending from the sigils. The figure’s robes have a few glowing knotwork patterns. Very snaky, phosphorescent branches and twigs on the ground. The figure is completely devoid of color, and stands separate from the debris. This figure’s robes appear to be accreting from electricity crackling over the ground.
November 1, 2025 at 12:02 AM
elisa515.bsky.social
Because they’re made of phosphorescent materials?
October 31, 2025 at 12:04 AM
char-gen.bsky.social
CharGen drop: retro pulp of a deep gnome beastmaster turned cavern horror, crouched on slick basalt summoning phosphorescent centipedes beneath mica-carved arches. Inked halftone on aged paper. Created with CharGen. Want the prompt? #DnD #FantasyArt #AIArt #DigitalArt #PromptShare
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Retro Illustration
October 29, 2025 at 4:12 PM
goldencoyote.bsky.social
This one's a bit longer than usual. As a treat.

Happy Halloween!

#WriteSky #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity
If he dreamed, he didn't remember it. But, then again, it was hard to recall one's dreams when the ceiling suddenly collapsed on you. He barely had time to roll off the bed and out of the way of a bed-sized chunk of plaster and lumber that crashed down where he'd just been only moments before. Then something bigger came crashing into the room. Something massive and iron-gray and rust-red with phosphorescent green eye lights that gleamed like nightmarish cat eyes in the darkness. Something too big for the room, that made the floor bow and buckle under its weight and Clay found himself scrambling for the window and the fire escape - The whole floor collapsed. And the one below that, and the one below that, as its great weight systematically punched through structures not built to hold it. For a split-second, he managed to hold on to the windowsill, legs pinwheeling frantically as he flailed for purchase, trying to propel himself up and out and away. But then the crumbling brick and brittle wood gave way, as well... and Clay fell. When he regained his senses, all he was aware of was pain. Plaster dust filled his mouth and coated his throat, and his attempt to clear it away set his whole chest on fire. Every breath was simmering agony, like his chest cavity had been filled with magma. Weakly, he lifted his arms, tried to lever himself up... He couldn't move. He couldn't move he couldn't MOVE WHY couldn't he move... Feeling around blindly, he felt an icy sense of terror settle over him when his fingers found the jagged piece of broken timber jutting from his belly, and a choking sob escaped him. He could feel the blood soaking everything - his clothes, his hands, the wreckage - and... and... And that green-eyed shadow rose up to loom over him once more. Clay could only sob bitterly as those brilliant green eye lights moved closer, and a rush of hot air washed over him. Its head tilted to and fro, as if examining him, and his brain screamed at his failing body to RUN. But there was no running now. Not anymore. He never should've dropped the gun. He could only watch helplessly as the monster's gaping maw unfolded, butcher-knife teeth glinting faintly. And he could only squeeze his eyes tightly shut and cry out for his mother as those jaws closed around his upper body. The excruciating pain that followed was overwhelming. But it was mercifully brief. And in a moment, Clay knew no more.
October 31, 2025 at 7:59 AM
jestermc.bsky.social
Witchy Witch

#ai #aiartwork #aiartist #Aiartcommunity #aiart
A witch lounging against a moss-covered stone archway in a moonlit forest clearing, her silhouette framed by twisted oak branches. She wears sheer black lace clinging to her curves, thigh-high boots with silver buckles, and a wide-brimmed hat tilted low over one smoldering amber eye. Her lips curve in a knowing half-smile as she traces a glowing rune in the air with crimson-tipped fingers, wisps of violet smoke curling from an onyx ring. Dark velvet robes pool around her hips, revealing a glimpse of rune-marked skin where the fabric parts, while tangled raven hair spills over bare shoulders glistening with dew. Behind her, phosphorescent moths flutter near scattered bones and a simmering cauldron emitting emerald fumes.
October 28, 2025 at 2:47 PM
wilsonjettone.bsky.social
The phosphorescent monster, Watson falling in a bog, Watson getting gassed at the pub, disguises, Watson falling down some stairs - The Scarlet Claw has everything I love about this series. A great pre-Halloween treat.
October 24, 2025 at 9:36 PM
goat.sex
dicking around with my uv flashlight and i've discovered that my oreo reece's cups are mildly phosphorescent

the boyfriend looked at me with concern when i excitedly informed him

mmmh, green glowing foods
October 23, 2025 at 3:56 PM
bleatssinodai.bsky.social
Peanut butter is also slightly phosphorescent.

youtube.com/shorts/3iFH5...
peanut butter glows in the dark!?
YouTube video by styropyro shorts
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October 23, 2025 at 4:01 PM
aaronstarmer.bsky.social
Apparently it's International Wombat Day, so I suppose I should plug my wombat book. Yes, he's wearing a bow tie. He's also phosphorescent...and immortal.
October 22, 2025 at 12:47 PM
pamelaelaela.bsky.social
From Chapter 2 of my YA portal fantasy. Danbi and her friends are watching the Perseids meteor shower when they see something strange ☄️

(For context, Mundy has a habit of avoiding profanities.)

#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #AmWriting #AmQuerying
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And then we see it—a fiery orb blazing out of the blackness, gathering speed and size as it streaks through the sky. Is it even a meteor? It’s too large, its core wider in diameter than a full moon and rapidly expanding, glimmering with scarlet, turquoise, yellow-orange, and violet, streaks of electric blue in its tail. “Holy…shigellosis…” Mundy mutters. Chloe clutches both of our arms. “What is that?” “A bolide?” Mundy shakes his head. “Like, a fireball? No clue. Didn’t think they could be that huge.” “Or multicolored,” I add in a hush. I glance down at the other campers, but they’re not reacting at all, as if they can’t even see this phosphorescent bowling ball hurtling toward us. It’s large enough now that we squint in its glare. Chloe squirms, and Mundy glances around. “Behind the truck,” he says, voice brimming with forced calm. We scurry behind it, the thing appearing increasingly like a flaming wrecking ball headed our way. I can hear it now, crackling with heat and whistling with speed. We crouch down. The fireball descends, seconds away from colliding with the rocky ledge, surely about to incinerate everything on the cliff and blow it to bits. We grip each other, barely breathing, bracing ourselves for the impact. There’s an echoing crack, sharper than thunder but just as loud, and the fireball collapses and stretches into a spear of colored light. It ricochets off the ledge and glides silently into the trees beyond the trail. The blazing spear slips into the forest, eerily quiet now. Something glows in the woods where it disappeared.
October 21, 2025 at 10:30 AM
gravitasfreezone.bsky.social
I’m still experimenting with writing like this.

#vss365 #prompt #saucer

On a whim, I’m calling this: “Act 0”

“I have nothing left to lose.”
Out of the void— white flash A bright #saucer of light illuminating the stage. Red velvet curtains open to the squeak of ropes, block, and tackle. The #saucer darts about the floorboards, finds its mark: The man, naked, with eyes of terror. Exposed for all to see. Hesitating lunge, then a dash to the left. The phosphorescent #saucer sticks to him like paint. No exit here. Five heartbeats, then he slowly turns back to face the scrutiny. Resolved, he ambles back to center stage. One deep breath, then loudly clearly defiantly “I have nothing left to lose.”
October 21, 2025 at 1:30 PM