embrace your destiny

THE SUN - SOLAIRE OF ASTORA

Upright: Fun, warmth, success, positivity, vitality

Reversed: Temporary depression, lack of success

The Sun represents success, radiance and abundance. The Sun gives you strength and tells you that no matter where you go or what you do, your positive and radiant energy will follow you and will bring you happiness and joy. People are drawn to you because you can always see the bright side and you bring such warmth into other people’s lives. This beautiful, warm energy is what will get you through the tough times and will help you succeed. You are also in a position where you can share your highest qualities and achievements with others. Radiate who you are and what you stand for. Shine love on those you care about.

The Sun is a ‘yes’ to life! It brings with it luck, wellness, positive consciousness, enthusiasm, attainment and success. It is about embracing your destiny and giving it everything you have got. If you have been having a difficult time, the Sun brings you the message you have been waiting for – that things are going to get better – a lot better! You know that the rain clouds will soon give way to the rays of the sun and you will feel warmed to the soul once again.

The Sun card is the card I was most looking forward to paint, not because I’d get a chance to paint our boy Solaire, but also ‘cause of what it represents. It represents joy, happiness, and having hopes and dreams. I wanted to share the positivity of this card with everyone, and maybe bring a smile to your face, as a reminder for all of us to try and stay optimistic. Of course things won’t always go smoothly, at some point we’ll need a Solaire to carry us through dark times, or we may even be a Solaire to a friend or family member. After all, what would our journey be like without jolly cooperation?

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Solas. Fen’Harel.

Man of action and pushing forward. Towards freedom and self-preservation. Never to submit or live under someone else’s rules. Magic is a gift not a curse. Embrace the power and master it. The possibilities are endless. Embrace your destiny. Live the life you were meant to live. Don’t be afraid of what or who you are.

Said. Promised. Delivered. (2/2)

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     └ week 1 (April 17th-23rd): favourite moment

A small comic which was inspired during @achievementtooth‘s gaming stream.

“I don’t know if this is better or worse.”
“Embrace your destiny, Lil J.”
“My destiny is too sweet.”

anonymous asked:

I think the number was 19. But just in case, do you know what it means?

19 would be The Sun.

Which……would fit into the theories circling around about the Fool’s Journey.

People have speculated we’ve been in the phase of The Moon, the 18th card.

That was about illusions and deception, heavily associated with Furuta. (His birthday in the calendar included imagery from that card.)

Here’s what Biddy Tarot says about it:

The Sun represents success, radiance and abundance. The Sun gives you strength and tells you that no matter where you go or what you do, your positive and radiant energy will follow you and will bring you happiness and joy. People are drawn to you because you can always see the bright side and you bring such warmth into other people’s lives. This beautiful, warm energy is what will get you through the tough times and will help you succeed. You are also in a position where you can share your highest qualities and achievements with others. Radiate who you are and what you stand for. Shine love on those you care about.

You have an innate sense of confidence right now. Life is good, the sun is shining and you are on your way to achieving your goals. The Sun represents that feeling of getting up on Saturday morning, with the whole weekend ahead of you, and you open the curtains with the sun shining on your face. Having struggled through the shadow sides you now know yourself and know where you are heading, and the sun illuminates your path.

The Sun is a ‘yes’ to life! It brings with it luck, wellness, positive consciousness, enthusiasm, attainment and success. It is about embracing your destiny and giving it everything you have got. If you have been having a difficult time, the Sun brings you the message you have been waiting for – that things are going to get better – a lot better! You know that the rain clouds will soon give way to the rays of the sun and you will feel warmed to the soul once again. The Sun is also an energetic card. It reflects a time when you can expect to experience an increase in physical energy, vitality and general positivity. You are bursting with enthusiasm, feeling invigorated and enjoying a wonderful sense of good health.

The Sun reflects the value of simplicity. No elaborate scheming is required but instead, plain and simple is the best option. Experience the freedom and liberation associated with living the simple life and doing what you enjoy most. Get back to the simple pleasures such as spending time with loved ones, getting back to nature, or simply reading a book in your garden! Expect a boost in the right direction and trust that work can and will be done, with relative little effort.

This is a time when you will feel enlightened. You can finally see the path ahead of you and through the hardship you have endured, you have attained a new level of insight and understanding. You may have even had a personal or intellectual breakthrough where you have finally unlocked the key to your fundamental ‘being’.

And just to be thorough, here’s what it says about The Sun, Reversed.

The Sun reversed indicates that finding the positive aspects to a particular situation may prove to be difficult. The clouds may be blocking out the warmth, and preventing you from feeling as though everything is on track. You may have experienced setbacks that have damaged your enthusiasm and optimism and have perhaps led you to question whether you can really achieve what you have set out to achieve. You may be feeling depressed, sad or left out. You may be reluctant to proceed and you are no longer enjoying what you are doing. Your direction and path ahead may have become clouded or distorted in some way. Nonetheless, the Sun is never a negative card, so this is only temporary. The obstacles you see can be easily removed if you put your mind to it. It may just take a little more effort than usual.

On the other hand, you may be being too positive. That is, your perception of a particular situation is overly optimistic and unrealistic. You do not have a good sense of yourself and what you are and are not capable of. You may have become egotistical and out of touch with whom you really are. You may not be being truthful to yourself and to others, instead trying to talk yourself up when you know you cannot deliver. If this feels like you, then ask others for feedback and to give you a ‘reality check’. Are you being unrealistic? Is what you have set out to achieve actually achievable? Are you really as good as you think you are?

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Type: Valentine’s Day Special Miniseries; Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4
Genre: Fluff
Member: Mystery~
Word count: 2,438
A/N: Sorry if it’s not the best. I’m not good with fluffy, lovey-dovey things.
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You couldn’t help but roll your eyes the moment you walked into school.

Valentine’s Day. Ugh

A day where everyone around you act like a bunch of love sicken puppies. Toddlers, middle schoolers, underclassmen, upperclassmen, adults- hell, even the old folks were getting some!

Everyone floated around with glimmering eyes and spewed out the cheesiest things. Chocolate and all sorts of sweets thrown around from left to right. You were surprised there weren’t any pest problems during this time of the year. Girls’ lockers filled with stuffed animals and again, with sweets. Boys making bets with one another to see who received the most candy or confessions. While girls made up their faces and did their hair, guys sprayed of extra cologne.

This holiday made you sick to the stomach and you cursed the human who created this sick holiday. Well, maybe you were just being a bit bitter from past experiences that didn’t go too well.

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“Battles leave scars. Some you can’t see.”

“I will never let my friends be hurt again.”

“The ________. I’m afraid it’s changing them.”

“The secrets in that thing almost destroyed you.”

“Still can’t believe we’re here t break this guy outta prison.”

“Let’s go get ‘em.”

“You haven’t forgotten our ways. That has earned my respect.”

“So what’s in it for you two?”

“So, we’ll split the treasure?”

“How do you intend to solve this problem?”

“I need someone who sees a… bigger picture.”

“Previous attacks were clumsy. But this one was swift, precise.”

“To defeat an enemy you must know them. Not simply their battle tactics, but their history, philosophy, art.”

“Embrace your destiny.”

“Once a secret is known, it cannot be unknown.”

“Your anger gives you strength”

“They’ll be the architects of their own destruction.”

“The Empire is hiding something. Something important.”

“They can’t keep it hidden forever.”

“I just hope it won’t be too late.”

“We’ve building an alliance.”

“This is our rebellion.”

“They’ve revealed their meager defenses.”

“It’s exactly this moment I’ve been waiting for.”

“I should let them know we’re coming so they don’t shoot us down.”

“Ha! That’s funny, I- wait, you’re not kidding, are you?”

“Once people know you have it you will be challenged.”

“You must use all your skills together.”

“I’m fighting for you, and everyone else not to loose what they’ve got.”

“My friends make the impossible, possible.”

“We’ll never surrender to you, ______”

“I’m not accepting surrenders.”

“I want utter defeat crushing down upon you.”

“You’re in the wrong place.”

What Reyna hadn’t taken into consideration was the roof.

A shame, to say the least, as a sizable part of her afternoon had consisted of taking into consideration everything else that could’ve been used as a launching platform. The fences, the trees, the shed… She’d made sure to rake away from all these things, eventually landing her and her flame-colored leaf pile near the back patio of her house.

And it was by far the largest pile she had yet to make that fall, free of sticks and other, trash bag-tearing debris. Reyna took a moment from gathering up the stragglers to gaze at the pile, and then turned to survey the rest of her pristine yard with a sense of pride and accomplishment.

She sighed in contentment, leaning on her rake as the wind picked up, chilling the sweat on her forehead. She was almost done for the day; she just needed to grab a few trash bags and—

A great, girlish holler rose from behind her.

Reyna whipped around, eyes wide and unable to anything but watch.

Piper launched herself from the roof, grinning wildly and crashed into the leaf pile, sending up a mushroom cloud of scattered leaves to fall in every direction.

Reyna’s mouth hung open, her mind trying to process what had just happened. A moment later, her mouth shut, teeth clacking together. The rake in her hand began to feel more like a weapon than a gardening tool. A weapon she was about to murder a certain somebody with.

From out of the ruined remains of Reyna’s afternoon, leaves clinging to her brown hair like a messy crown, Piper rose. “Hi, Reyna,” she said, stretching out and wiggling into the pile. She began to make a leaf angel.

“Out. Now.” Reyna said, trying her best to keep her voice even.

“Nope.” Piper replied, and she started to roll around like a spoiled house cat, sending Reyna coy looks every time their eyes met.

Reyna gripped the rake tighter, affection and rage tearing against one another. She cursed the day she ever first thought Piper McLean was cute. "Stop acting like a child.”

“Stop acting like a grandma,” Piper said, wiggling close enough to reach up and tug at the belt loops of Reyna’s jeans. “Give in. Join me. Embrace your leafy destiny.”

“I hate you,” Reyna said, through gritted teeth. The rake dropped to the ground, destroying any kind of bite she might’ve put into her words. She let Piper drag her down onto the pile, where everything smelled like grass and dying leaves. “I hate you so much.”

Piper only pulled her closer and kissed her, smiling against her lips with a soft look in her eyes.

Reyna choked, frozen by the expression on Piper’s face. Something warm bubbled up into her chest while she sat there, staring into the eyes of the most beautiful girl on the planet, caught up on the sunny but cool fall day. “Piper–”

“Sneak attack!” Piper shouted, shoving a handful of leaves into Reyna’s face.

Reyna fucking hated Piper McLean.

On the edge of despair
  • Trigon: My foolish daughter, you could never be a hero. Give up, embrace your destiny, and finally know peace.
  • Raven: He's right. How could I ever have thought that I could be a hero, when I'm-
  • Beast Boy: When you're what?
  • Raven: The daughter of a demon. I only exist, because Trigon needs a doorway. I'm the living end of the world...
  • Beast Boy: Raven, no. Don't listen to him!
  • Raven: But he's-
  • Beast Boy: -wrong! He's wrong! Raven, you're the strongest hero I know. And it's not your powers that make you strong. Yeah, maybe you were born with a cruddy destiny, but you never let that stop you. Born to end the world? All I know is you save it. Almost every day, you save the world from some of the worst things out there. Maybe you were born to end the world, but you're so strong, you break destiny. I don't know a stronger hero, a stronger person.
  • Raven: You really believe that?
  • Beast Boy: I know it, Momma.
  • Raven: We'll have a conversation about you calling me "Momma" later, but right now, I've got a demon to send back to where it belongs.

@99redragons: Dipper meets a not-so-friendly dragon. It gives him chilling advice after a destructive battle.

Dipper Pines could walk through walls.

Dipper Pines had fangs and claws and what he was pretty sure was the beginning of wings.

Dipper Pines was ageless and immortal, his body a malleable shell to do what he wished with.

Dipper Pines had the knowledge of the cosmos at his fingertips, waiting only to be accessed.

Dipper Pines was thirteen and currently getting his ass kicked.

He slammed against the jagged wall of the dragon’s lair and slid to the ground, newly broken bones jarring and jostling in him as he did. Malleable shell or not, it still h̝͚̗̩̞͍u͍̱̳̺r̠͈̻̜͟t͓͙͓̜̩̞̪͠.

The dragon he was fighting roared, shaking the cave around them.

“Give up, little freak,” the dragon- Martin, he was this big scary badass evil dragon and he was called Martin- purred.

A gout of flame shot from Martin’s nostrils and mouth, and charred Dipper to the bone. Dipper screamed, as skin and muscle disintegrated from his body, and then, seconds later, began to grow back, cell by cell, fiber by fiber. Wracked with pain, all he could do was lay there, panting. This was honestly the last thing he wanted to deal with today. He had barely gotten used to the pull of a summon, the granting of desires.

Trying to adjust to life back in Piedmont.

Point was, the last thing he needed to deal with was-

Another gout of flame lashed at his half reformed body, and the scream he let out would have boiled a human’s eyes in their sockets.

“Pathetic. I was expecting some kind of fight at least.” Martin examined his claws. “I should have known better. You really are just a little boy with stolen scraps of power.”

Martin began to come closer, nostrils flaring at the scent of cooked meat in the enclosed space.

“I should perhaps thank you, for undoing the bonds that chained me and my kind up from this world,” Martin mused. “But that’s really all you were good for.” He opened his great maw, exposing large teeth and fetid breath. “That and a good meal I suppose.”

“That’s… Not going to work,” Dipper managed to choke out.

“Not the first time, no. But I have time, I have patience. I will eat you as many times as it takes. You will be my greatest meal. And I am always hungry.”

Dipper’s forehead suddenly felt like it was splitting open, tearing in two. He opened two eyes and saw… No.

He opened an eye he didn’t know he had and Saw Martin in an entirely new way.

Namely, he Saw a bright burning orb deep within Martin that made all of his newfound senses perk up, made the claws on his hands grow longer and sharper of their own accord.

Ropy muscle and stringy ligaments were still not entirely covered by new skin but he would not lie passively here to be eaten, would wait no longer to fill the sudden aching need that racked his body.

He pushed him self up, wet flesh sticking to the floor as he rose.

“N̷̲̦̦o̬͙͕t͔̹̗͉̝ͅ.̙͙̩̝͓͡.͏.̻̬̙̮̭̲ͅ ͔͈̫̤̤I̭̥͚f̜ ̗͍͖̣̺I̺͞ ͙̞͎͠ͅb̷̩̝̹̠̙i͉͙͉̯̮͉͠t̖̪͖͎͓̮̲͘e͖͔̗̺̮͈.͙͚͉.̭̺̜̮̻.̴̪̜̻͚̗̜̘ ͉̟̞̞̳̺̳͝F̣͔̝͖̰͍̗I͉͘Ŗ̜͎̘͕͎̩Ş̣Ţ͙̪͎̺̘͔ͅ!͏

With strength he didn’t know he possessed, Dipper launched himself at the dragon. He hit Martin’s chest, the part of the meatsack closest to the glowing orb he saw within, sinking his claws into the dragon’s scaly hide. It gave way under his talons like butter.

It felt good.

Martin roared and breathed fire at Dipper again but he let it slide off of him, unphased. He knew now that it only hurt because he had let it hurt him. Martin swung and thrashed, his tail knocking off the priceless treasures the dragon had amassed off the walls. His struggles failed to dislodge Dipper, who had firmly pinned himself to Martin with his nails.

Dipper’s gums ached, like there were more teeth about to grow in, which was silly. But he did have control over the set he did have and he let them grow long, strong, and sharp, distorting his jaw with an audible break as they grew.

Perhaps Martin knew what Dipper was going for because the dragon’s scales paled from deep emerald to almost white.

“No. No you can’t.” The dragon paused. “You don’t even have to take it thi-”

Dipper sunk his jaws down and it was Martin’s turn to scream in agony as Dipper ripped and tore, bit and chew, delving deeper and deeper to get to the orb he saw inside. At some point his hands joined the fray, grabbing and digging into Martin. Everything narrowed, focused, and his vision tunneled, as every fiber of Dipper’s being was aimed at getting that beautiful, shining orb, whatever it could be…

Close, closer, closer-

(Why were his gums aching so bad? And his lower back randomly? No- no more distractions!)

Close, closer, closer, closer

THERE!

His viscera covered hand grasped the orb and Martin’s struggles suddenly ceased. Dipper pulled his way out of the soon to be corpse to find Martin…

Laughing?

Not just a mere chuckle either but a full, deep, throaty laugh; an impressive feat considering Dipper was pretty sure he nicked Martin’s lungs in his, in his… Frenzy.

“What’s so funny?” he asked. He didn’t look at Martin as he spoke, unable to tear his gaze away from the orb.

“Do you even know what that is in your hand boy?”

That… Was a good question. It felt like he should know. It felt like what was in his hands was his stock in trade. It felt like-

“That’s my soul child,” and was there a touch of respect in the dragon’s voice now? “It is fitting that the first soul you devour will be mine. If this is to be my end, then…” Martin paused, tried to speak, broke out in a coughing fit before trying again.

“Then it is an honor to serve as your first meal, for my soul is mighty and will give you the beginning of great power.”

Dipper looked at the orb in his hand. Every sense, every organ, every part of him screamed at Dipper to take a bite, to devour, to

Martin’s laugh rang out in the cave again and Dipper turned to glare at the dragon.

“What is so darn funny? I’m about to kill you!!”

“Because this is only the beginning.”

“Of what?”

Another peale of laughter. “Of hunger without end. Of the constant search for more. My soul will never be enough for you. A thousand, a million souls, more- you will always be starving. Your stomach will always be craving, demanding to be filled.”

“No! That’s… That’s not true!”

“Oh? Then why is it there’s a puddle of drool at your feet?”

Dipper looked down, saw the golden puddle that was threaded with red blood and bits of scale and muscle.

“I-”

“Embrace it. Ignore it, or try to. That is my prophecy to you.” Martin’s head fell back on the ground.

“Now finish me. Embrace your destiny. Embrace your need.”

Dipper didn’t want to.

He lifted the soul to his lips.

Dipper didn’t want this.

He opened his mouth.

Dipper hadn’t asked for this!

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