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bigfatbreak · 9 days
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME TIME TO DRAW MY ALT.LB HANGING OUT WITH SCARLET LADY'S LB LETS GOOOOO
(read Scarlet Lady @zoe-oneesama pls)
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taddymason · 4 months
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Some eyes HC:
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The first few months after becoming human, as Cole was still dealing with getting used to his new body, his eye would glow from one moment to the next whenever he felt very stressed or overwhelmed.
Every time Lloyd uses his powers too often and starts to run out, his eyes (and sometimes his mouth and nouse) begin to glow because he begins to lose control of the energy that runs through his body.
In real life snakes don't have tapetum lucidum, but I have noticed that for some reason most serpentine do have glowing eyes in the dark. So, as another of the snake's features, Jay's eyes reflect light like a mirror, as is often the case with many animals.
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oddberryshortcake · 10 months
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General Lilia’s full appearance
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wikitpowers · 2 months
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how to say ur damaged without saying ur damaged
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if u know u know
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the-sunlit-earth · 10 months
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Whether it’s Imperial Tax Collectors or stuffy Redoran guards, Baladas has a special place in his heart for railing against authority ❤
 Neloth was just along for the ride :’)
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wingedblooms · 7 months
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Like a moth to a flame
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Maasverse spoilers below. Proceed with caution.
When Feyre and Elain visit the weaver near solstice, we learn that there is a very specific kind of light that not only withstands the darkness, but cuts through it like a blade.
"The silver thread," Elain asked. "What is that called?" The weaver paused the loom again, the colorful strings vibrating. She held my sister's gaze. No attempt at a smile this time. "I call it Hope." My throat became unbearably tight, my eyes stinging enough that I had to turn away, to walk back toward that extraordinary tapestry. The weave explained to my sister, "I made it after I mastered Void." I stared and stared at the black fabric that was like peering into a pit of hell. And then stared at the iridescent, living silver thread that cut through it, bright despite the darkness that devoured all other light and color. (acofas)
That light is Hope. It is a living thread of iridescent light like the healing light that flows from Nesta:
Iridescent light began flowing from Nesta's body. Into Feyre. [...] Tendrils of light drifted between the sisters. And one, delicate and loving, floated toward Mor. (acosf)
I’ve always wondered if the tendrils of iridescent light between the sisters is a hint of what lies between them: raw magic.
“Once, the High Fae were more elemental, more given to reading the stars and crafting masterpieces of art and jewelry and weaponry. Their gifts were rawer, more connected to nature, and they could imbue objects with that power.” (acosf)
We hear about the raw magic of High Fae when the inner circle learns about Nesta’s Made swords. And Sarah just happens to drop art, jewelry, and weaponry as objects that can be imbued with raw magic. Objects that make us think of the sisters: Feyre creates art, Nesta is compared to and actually forges swords, and Elain is gifted art and jewelry that embody nature. She is a blooming flower compared to Nesta’s freshly forged sword (acowar). And the two sisters who have had their stories told have used raw magic to heal (Cauldron; Feyre, Nyx), to create, like the High Fae once did. We will likely see the third sister exhibit rawer magic as well.
We're led to believe that the Mother shows Nesta how to heal Feyre with iridescent light when she agrees to return her magic. We also see a luminous hand (presumably the Mother's) prevent the Cauldron from taking all of Nesta's power, which may be connected to the hand on the mural in Spring that pours the contents of the Cauldron into the void to create Prythian's world. In Herbs she planted, I discussed Elain’s connections to witches and healers (and these categories often overlap, like witches and seers; since the sisters may all possess raw magic, it is not far fetched that Elain could weave sight and healing together as a mystical forest witch would). In that post, I also review how the being we call the Mother behaves a lot like the Other who appears to Yrene in Tower of Dawn. This Other is believed to be Silba, the goddess of healing and gentle deaths. Like the Mother, Silba is also associated with a dark womb, and her healing magic is referred to as world-making power, which brings to mind the hands of creation in Spring.
Yrene, the healer Silba appears to, possesses raw healing magic and it manifests as white light. She uses it to battle Valg magic, which is compared to darkness, void, and hell.
He’d roared around it. His bellowing had been almost as bad as the magic itself. It was a void. It was a new, dark hell. […] She’d hurled her magic against the wall, letting its swarm of burning white lights attack in wave after wave, but—nothing. (tod)
Like water, it seeps into Chaol's legs, and acts like a swarm of fireflies.
Closing her eyes, Yrene let her power seep into his legs like a swarm of white fireflies, finding those damaged pathways and congregating, surrounding the frayed bits that went silent during these exercises, when they should have been lit up like the rest of him. (tod)
Healers' lights are also compared to blooms, and together, they are a field of white flowers.
Blooming lights, along that broken interior. And where they shone... Flesh knitted. Bone smoothed. Light after light after light. [...] Yrene brushed herself along them, waded through them like a field of white flowers, the lights bobbing and swaying in this quiet place of pain. Not lights...but healers. She knew their lights, their essences. (tod)
Her power can also cut through the dark like a weapon, like Hope.
No way to stop Yrene as she plunged into his body, her magic a white swarming light around them, inside them. […] Yrene did not hesitate. She soared through him, down the ladder of his spine, down the corridors of his bones and blood. She was a spear of light, fired straight into the dark, aiming for that hovering shadow that had stretched out once more. That had tried to reclaim him. Yrene slammed into the darkness and screamed. (tod)
Healing magic is repeatedly compared to living things, and we often see Yrene’s raw gift swarm when it attacks the darkness. The term swarm is associated with flying insects, and in particular, honeybees. They swarm protectively when they leave the hive with new life.
“Fire is cleansing. Purifying. But amongst the healing arts, it’s not often used. Too unwieldy. Water is better-tuned to the healing. But then there are raw healing gifts. Like mine.”
“Light,” Chaol said. “It looked like swarming lights, against their darkness.” (tod)
I don’t think it’s a coincidence that Elain rose early to accompany Feyre and asked the weaver about the living thread of Hope, especially since this thread resembles the way raw healing magic—living light—behaves in the darkness. We learn that life, in the form of living light, not only pierces the void, but travels through it. Elain is consistently linked to rebirth and the dawn through imagery and her daily routine, rising with the dawn to tend to gardens or help the twins in the kitchen. Dawn is connected to healing magic, and ahappyhermit theorized that Elain may have even healed Cassian’s wounds as Nesta beheaded Hybern in acowar. @silverlinedeyes and @offtorivendell also theorized that Elain might be a Lifesinger, calling to living things around her as she creates. She is often (if not constantly) creating. Whatever happens in canon, it’s clear Elain is the epitome of living light, of Hope:
Beautiful - she'd always been the most beautiful of us. Soft and lovely, like a summer dawn. (acomaf)
She was a rose bloom in a mud field.(acowar)
Even in the middle of winter, she was a bloom of color and sunshine. (acofas)
Her sister's delicate scent of jasmine and honey lingered in the red-stoned hall like a promise of spring, a sparkling river that she followed to the open doors of the chamber. [...] Her sister turned toward her, glowing with health. Elain's smile was as bright as the setting sun beyond the windows. (acosf)
Her brown eyes were bright with tears, but she kept her chin high. (acosf)
Even on the longest night of the year, she glows like the dawn, when light pierces the darkness.
But even the silence weighed too heavily, and though the shadows kept him company, as they always had, as they always would, he found himself leaving the room. Entering the foyer. Soft steps padded from under the stair archway, and there she was. The Fanlights gilded Elain's unbound hair, making her glow like the sun at dawn. She halted, her breath catching in her throat. (Azriel's bonus chapter)
Nesta placed her symbol, a bloom made in the icy darkness of winter, next to the Mother's figurine on the mantle. The Mother who showed Nesta how to use her raw magic to heal. We learn in tod that healers sense Death nearby when they are called upon to heal someone’s wounds or ease their passing (hence the reference to gentle deaths). And as @psychologynerd reminded me, Elain uses her hands to bring joy and beauty to others, even in death.
Elain quietly washed his face. Combed out his hair and beard. Straightened his clothes.
She found flowers—somewhere. She laid them at his head, on his chest.
We stared down at him in silence. “I love you,” Elain whispered, voice breaking.
Nesta said nothing, face unreadable. There were such shadows in her eyes. I had not told her what I’d seen—had let them tell me what they wanted.
Elain breathed, “Should we—say a prayer?”
We did not have such things in the human world, I remembered. My sisters had no prayers to offer him. But in Prythian …
“Mother hold you,” I whispered, reciting words I had not heard since that day Under the Mountain. “May you pass through the gates; may you smell that immortal land of milk and honey.” Flame ignited at my fingertips. All I could muster. All that was left. “Fear no evil. Feel no pain.” My mouth trembled as I breathed, “May you enter eternity.”
Tears slid down Elain’s pallid cheeks as she adjusted an errant flower on our father’s chest, white-petaled and delicate, and then backed away to my side with a nod. (acowar)
I can’t help but wonder where she might’ve found those white flowers on a blood-stained battlefield. Did she actually find them, or did she will them from the soil with her own magic? I love that she does not balk from death and finds a way to nurture life amid bloodshed.
And like a moth to a flame, Azriel—Death incarnate—is repeatedly drawn to Elain, whose light seems to be able to cut through his shadows. A match in power for the darkness.
Elain looked up at Azriel, their eyes meeting, his hands still lingering on the hilt of the blade. I saw the painting in my mind: the lovely fawn, blooming spring vibrant behind her. Standing before Death, shadows and terrors lurking over his shoulder. Light and dark, the space between their bodies a blend of the two. The only bridge of connection...that knife. (acowar)
Truth-Teller, a Starborn heirloom, is the bridge between them. It is a bridge of power, where dark and light blend together, creating the harmonious contrast of dawn and dusk. Dark light. @offtorivendell wrote beautifully about how this scene hints at their future, and @psychologynerd suggested it represents an alchemical marriage. I have also wondered what might happen if their powers are joined like their hands in this scene. In one hand, Elain creates joy and life, and in the other hand, Azriel inflicts pain and death. They have also traded roles when called upon, usually in response to the other. This might explain why Azriel’s power also behaves like a dark counterpart to Elain’s, shadows gathering information as her Sight does, twining like her prophetic vine of flowers. They also swarm like the living light of healing when Azriel—or someone he cares about—is threatened.
"Because of the shit with Elain?" Azriel stilled. "What happened to Elain?" Cassian waved a hand. "A fight with Nesta. Don't bring it up," he warned when Azriel's eyes darkened. Cassian blew out a breath. "I take that as a no regarding the meeting topic, then." "It's about what I discovered. Rhys said he requires you both there." "It's bad, then." Cassian surveyed the shadows gathered around Az. "You all right?" His brother nodded. "Fine." But the shadows still swarmed him. Cassian knew it was a lie, but didn't push it. Az would speak when he was ready, and Cassian would have better success convincing a mountain to move than getting Az to open up. (acosf)
Elain had a mere fight with her sister and cold-as-death Azriel nearly lost his shit. His eyes darkened and his shadows swarmed him, promising pain. He wasn’t even there to witness the fight, he just heard about it after the fact. Death clearly has it bad for the lovely fawn. And I fully expect to see her living light bring him to his knees. Like a moth to a flame.
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madcat-world · 1 year
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Screaming Swarm - Irina Nordsol Kuzmina
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t3-art · 1 year
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Houndwhistle: I resign myself to my fate in the dark forest for killing our leader... My actions were just and true, at least my husband will understand that I did what had to be done and will join me there, surely... Spotears rolling up from cat heaven: YOU DID WHAT!!!
AKA CicadaClan's #1 dark forest murderer gets screamed at by his ex-mate for killing said ex-mate's closest friend and then lying about it for the rest of their lives! Poor Spotears only found out his husband was a murderer when he died himself and met up with his bestie to learn the truth!
cat drama simulator never fails to deliver, i swear...
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avionvadion · 3 months
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Ah, we finally have it. The holy Trinity of Doctor Who horror.
“Are you my mummy?”
“Hey, who turned out the lights?”
And now…
“My arms are too long.”
Though I’ll never forget the absolutely terrifying-
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swarmishstrangers · 2 years
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Happy (day late) Birthday Dark Choco!! (2022 vs 2020 redraw!)
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lichposting · 7 months
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Everything’s going so normal and okay for Zxar lately btw :) she’s back where she’s meant to be ❤️ she’s happy it’s so good it’s great
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the-crepuscular-queen · 12 hours
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Sometimes, you have to imagine Gideon exploring Canaan house with the same music that Coraline Jones had when she explored the Pink Palace. It's good for the soul (it also makes no sense, but it's funny to me)
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dndcreaturesinfo · 8 months
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Hive Hag by Critical Crafting
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jewish-skitter · 1 year
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Undersiders seder would be so fucking funny.
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whatudottu · 11 months
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You know what would be cool? If in TFP, Megatron’s flagrant use of dark energon to revive whole swaths of cybertronian battlefields (the ones on Earth from presumed 6 years ago) actually has consequences and that the Autobots couldn’t get rid of every single zombie. How cool would it be if MECH came into the story preprepared with cybertronian knowledge if THEIR inciting incident in TFP was because and aimless zombie bot wandered too close to civilisation only for it to be handled by MECH and Silas gets a free corpse to study (and reference for future use)?
Idk but if you’re gonna start your pilot by including zombie hordes as your main plot I think it would actually help theme your series around that and the shit that happens afterwards-
#megatron#tfp megatron#silas#silas tfp#leland bishop#transformers#tfp#and potentially#altered loyalties#maccadam#if you don’t kill cliff immediately and instead centre the conflict to zombie bots maybe you can have a more concentrated attack on zombies#that or the team could split and do 50% rescue and 50% investigation#which leads to suddenly being swarmed by walking dead and thus suddenly being unable to guarentee a clean sweep#if cliff doesn’t die and then gets regenerated then maybe this the bot’s first encounter with dark energon#could get optimus woozy over dark energon since arcee’s got rescuing cliff on the mind#if you have both leaders affected by dark energon (one willing one accidental) i think that would be neat#escaped zombies could go in and influence potential episodes#altered loyalties would probably have suspicions on the lack of crew on the comms station replacing masters and students#con job if the bot’s suspect runaway zombies they’d be way more inclined to get wheeljack to base as fast as possible#altered loyalties con job they might be too worried about zombies to notice makeshift posing as the now officially dead cliff#and mech would have reason to understand what pain receptors are and have ample sites to collect corpses old and new *looks at skyquake*#am i making mech more harvestmen than reaper? perhaps#having rogue zombie bot would mean rogue starscream would have more than just ‘can’t get energon’ things to worry about#i think airachnid would be so fucking fascinated by zombie bots- probably would be the one to bring it up with the other cons#to which they would then realise that zombie bots are still wandering earth and that they pose a risk to energon hotspots#aka (on earth) their own fucking energon mines and the miners that work there#a way for airachnid to get on megatron’s specific nerves and have soundwave go ‘why did you revive an entire fucking battlefield megan!?’#less soundwave warming up to airachnid and more soundwave doubting megatron
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sleep-pup-sleep · 6 months
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🍼 Baby Bee Themed Stimboard
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