foolish fire

It takes a big person to admit to being wrong

And I was wrong. Horribly, horribly wrong. I was still mad at Jon Snow because of what happened in S6, and I didn’t appreciate what I great character he is. When I wanted Daenerys to marry Tyrion, I realise that I was being very selfish. Tyrion is Dany’s Hand and close friend, not her lover.

Making Jon and Daenerys end up together would be amazing. They Need each other, and together they’re the Song of Ice and Fire.

I was wrong. I’ve changed. I now ship Jonerys , and I apologise to all other Jonerys shippers out there. I didnt know.

What changed my mind? A rewatch of the Cave Scene, actually.
Anyway, I think that’s over with, I gotta go check out some jonerys fanart.

Hitchhiking Space Fae, Part 2: The Beginning of the Journey

Since I was the Cargo Officer, and the Terran was staying in the cargo hold, it was MY job to make sure that they weren’t a threat.

Gods protect me…

I approached the Terran. “Excuse me, Miss Terran?”

“Maxx.” The Terran replied. “How can I help you, Cargo Officer Xandra?”

I froze up for a moment. How did this Terran know my name?! Then I remembered their uncanny translation ability, and the fact that I had an ID tag. Of course she could read it.

Regaining myself, I explained that I had to scan her to make sure that she wasn’t hazardous, and if she was staying in the cargo bay, she would be classified as “Additional Cargo” as we had no room for passengers. Maxx, surprisingly, seemed quite fine with being “Additional Cargo,” even seeming to prefer it.

“I know I intimidate you. I don’t want to cause any more trouble than necessary.” She said, turning away from me, and unclasping her cloak.

As it fell away, and she turned back towards me, I was entranced by what I saw. Her face was lightly tanned, with features that humans considered, “beautiful.” Her golden eyes echoed those of a predatory animal, glinting in the light, and her hair…oh, wow, her hair. It flowed like a liquid Void, jet-black, but with subtle swaths of purple swirling through it, carrying hundreds, if not THOUSANDS of tiny points of light in their wake.

Her body was athletic, with broad shoulders and powerful muscles visibly flexing beneath her suit. The suit ended beneath her hips, before seamlessly transitioning into a set of clawed, raptor-like, cybernetic legs with a powerful artificial tail, similar to a living bullwhip, extending from the base of her spine. Every centimeter of her being told a story, one of adventure, sacrifice, and Death Worlder insanity.

It was only when she reminded me that I realized that I was staring. Feeling foolish, I fired up my scanner, observing her through a beam of multispectral light. The scan was confusing to say the least. Her hair didn’t register as anything other than just black hair, her body seemed to contain equal amounts of mechanical systems as there were biological, and on top of that, she was THE CLEANEST THING in the room. Literally. Not a single bacterium, virus, or speck of dust ANYWHERE on her skin.

“Confused?” She asked, noticing my baffled expression.

“Uhh…yeah…” I explained what the scanner had told me, and she, in turn, explained her various augments. Her legs were an accident, one that had cost her more than just her limbs. Her hair was magic (that’s all she said), and when I asked why she enchanted it, she said it was because, “she liked it.” Her skin was by far the most interesting to me though. She said it was a techno-organic symbiote that lived on top of her skin, helping to repair her wounds, act as a space suit, and most importantly, prevent any diseases or contaminants from traveling with her from planet to planet.

Still kinda confused by, just, everything about her, I asked if she had any personal items.

“Just Nightshade here,” she said placing a small, inert drone down on the crate beside her, “and my rucksack. Do you need to know the contents?”

I did my best to imitate the Terran “eyebrow raise” and told her, yes, I would need to know that. She then let out a VERY heavy breath, before placing the bag next to “Nightshade,” and opening it. A pale purple light spilled out of the opening, and she began removing items. A LOT of items, many of them, impossible. A table, some chairs, a collapsible tent, a portable fusion generator the size of a toaster, three lanterns, even a freaking HOVERBIKE! By the time she was finished, I had cargo manifest worthy an entire transport, JUST from her bag.

Absolutely flabbergasted, I thanked her for her cooperation and began making my way back to the main deck. At the bulkhead, I turned back one last time, to see her setting up her tent in the farthest corner of the hold. A spark of curiosity burned within me. What happened that made her like this? What was her business? Why did she pick THIS SHIP?

These questions, and many more, drifted around my thoughts like fresh snow, even as I turned in my report to the captain, and we set out for Sol-236a. I had worried my entire life about meeting a Terran, and now that I had, I was more scared by how NOT scared I was.  


Read Part 1: Part 1

Read Part 3: Part 3


Author’s Notes: It may take me a bit more time to write the other parts. This story started out rather humble in my head, but has evolved into something far greater as I have continued writing it. Thank you to everyone that reblogged part 1, and thank you for all the AMAZING comments!

Edit: Changed the name to “Space Fae.” Makes more sense with what I’m doing with it. 

Nyx Ulric has always been on fire.

You’re going to go far, they say to him, call him a comet shooting across the sky, tell him he’s got that inner spark, tell him he is bright and bold and nothing can quench him, and he thinks it a compliment, he thinks it a promise.

(It is a promise, but not the kind he understands. It is a vow; you are kindling and you will learn to burn and oh, he does, he does.)

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The Valentine's Day Feels-Trip Playlist

Valentine’s Day is just a few days away. And I know that some (probably most) of us are alone on this day of love. Alone by choice, just got off a relationship, or some other reason. So if you’re feeling a bit lonely and would like to wallow in the ocean of feels, here is a playlist I made specially for you. Let’s go on a feels-trip! Because let’s face it, Love is a wonderful thing but painfully fucked up.

1. JOHN MAYER
 - Your Body Is A Wonderland
 - Love Song For No One
 -  Back To You
 - Slow Dancing In A Burning Room
 - Dreaming With A Broken Heart
 - I’m Gonna Find Another You
 - Heartbreak Warfare
 - All We Ever do Is Say Goodbye
 - Half Of My Heart
 - Perfectly Lonely
 - Friends, Lovers Or Nothing

2. JAMES BLUNT
 
- You’re Beautiful

3. KEITH URBAN
 - Tonight I Wanna Cry

4. STEPHEN SPEAKS
- Out Of My League
- Passenger Seat

5. CRANBERRIES
- Linger

6. LIFEHOUSE
- You & Me

7. OASIS
- Wonderwall

8. RYAN CABRERA
- True

9. GABE BONDOC
- When You Say (Nine)
- Whether Or Not

10. THE CALLING
- Wherever You Will Go

11. HOWIE DAY
- Collide

12. SNOW PATROL
- Chasing Cars

13. DUCAN SHEIK
- Barely Breathing

14. THE SCRIPT
-  Breakeven
- The Man Who Can’t Be Moved
- Six Degrees Of Separation

15. THE KILLERS
- Mr. Brightside
- Just Another Girl
- Here With Me

16. ARCTIC MONKEYS
- Baby I’m Yours
- Fluorescent Adolescent
- The Bakery

17. TAKING BACK SUNDAY
- One Eighty By Summer

18. MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE
- The Ghost Of You
- I Don’t Love You
- I’m Not Okay
- Helena

19. A DAY TO REMEMBER
- If It Means A Lot To You
- Have Faith In Me

20. STORY OF THE YEAR
- Anthem Of Our Dying Day

21. ALL AMERICAN REJECTS
- Paper Heart
- Swing, Swing
- Time Stands Still
- One More Sad Song
- Move Along
- It Ends Tonight
- Gives You Hell

22. KISSCHASY
- Black Dress

23. THE CLICK FIVE
- Catch Your Wave
- Just The Girl
- Jenny

24. DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL
- Belle Of The Boulevard
- Hands Down
- Stolen

25. BOYS LIKE GIRLS
- Hero/Heroine
- The Great Escape
- Thunder
- Love Drunk

26. WE THE KINGS
- Skyway Avenue
- Secret Valentine
- Check Yes Juliet
- We’ll Be A Dream feat. Demi Lovato

27. ALL TIME LOW
- Remembering Sunday
- Therapy

28. THE CAB
- Vegas Skies

29. A ROCKET TO THE MOON
- Like We Used To
- Baby Blue Eyes
- On Your Side
- Baby We’re Invincible

30. THE MAINE
- I Must Be Dreaming
- Into Your Arms
- Whoever She Is

31. SECONDHAND SERENADE
- Your Call 
- It’s Not Over
- Awake 
- Vulnerable

32.  THE RED JUMPSUIT APPARATUS
- Your Guardian Angel
- Cat and Mouse
- Face Down

33. PLAIN WHITE T’S
- Here There Delilah
- Rhythm of Love
- 1 2 3 4

34. MAROON 5
- She Will Be Loved
- This Love
- Sunday Morning

35. MAYDAY PARADE
- One Man Drinking Games
- Three Cheers For Five Years
- The Last Something That Meant Anything
- Miserable At Best
- I’ll Be The Wings
- Kids In Love

36. GO RADIO
- Letters and Love Notes
- Goodnight Moon
- You Hold Your Breath, I’ll Hold My Liquor
- Any Other Heart

37. SLEEPING WITH SIRENS
- James Dean and Audrey Hepburn
- With Ears To See, Eyes To Hear
- All My Heart

38. SAOSIN
- Seven Years

39. COHEED & CAMBRIA
- Wake Up

40. HUNTER HAYES
- Wanted


THE VALENTINE’S DAY FEELS-TRIP PLAYLIST (OPM)

I would like to feature here Original-Pinoy-Music. Why? Because no other musicians could make me feel the feels. One of the things OPM is known for is that it is very, very sentimental. And when you listen to OPM you can really feel the love and pain the artists went through. I am adding them to the playlist because the Feels-Trip wouldn’t be complete without them.

41. HALE
- Broken Sonnet
- The Day You Said Goodnight
- Kung Wala Ka
- Waltz
- Liham
- Dahil Sa Iyo Ang Himig Ng Aking Gitara
- Magkaibang Mundo

42. SPONGE COLA
- Jeepney
- Gemini
- Di Na Mababawi
- Regal

43. MOONSTAR 88
- Migraine

44.  KWJAN
- One Look

45. SILENT SANCTUARY
- Rebound
- Ikaw Lamang
- Kundiman
- Kismet
- Hiling

46. MAYONNAISE
- Bakit Part 2
- Jopay
- Torres

47. SOAPDISH
- Tensionado
- Pwede Ba

48. PAROKYA NI EDGAR
- Harana
- Gitara
- Your Song
- Pangarap Lang kita

49. EEVEE
- Gusto Ko Lang Ng Girlfriend
- Larawan
- Sarap Maging Single

50. DECEMBER AVENUE
- Eroplanong Papel
- Breathe Again
- I’ll Be Watching You

51. UP DHARMA DOWN
- Oo
- Tadhana
- Indak

52. URBANDUB
- Endless, A Silent Whisper
- The Fight Is Over
- Evidence
- Inside The Mind Of A Killer

53. JOIN THE CLUB
- Nobela

54. NOT INFORMED
- Questions

55. RJ JIMENEZ
- Miss Kita Pag Tuesday

56. DINO ROBLES
- I’ll Be Waiting For You

57. RJAY TY feat. JUNE MARIEEZY
- Catch You

Cover Artists. These people existed way before Boyce Avenue, Tyler Ward, Alex Goot, etc. but never became famous and recognized as these Youtube stars. And they made the songs sound way better than the original.

58. PAOLO SANTOS
- Close
- Moonlight Over Paris
- Through The Fire
- Foolish Heart
- Swept Away
- Comfortable

59. NYOY VOLANTE
- Kahit Kailan

60. NINA
- Love Moves In Mysterious Ways

61. MYMP (MAKE YOUR MOMMA PROUD)
- Beauty and Madness
- No Ordinary Love
- Especially For You
- The Closer I Get To You
- Constantly

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Feu Follet {French} known as will-o’-wisp, or ignis fatuus (Medieval Latin: “foolish fire”) is an atmospheric ghost light seen by travelers at night, especially over bogs, swamps or marshes. It resembles a flickering lamp and is said to recede if approached, drawing travelers from the safe paths. 

haruchan-lily  asked:

1 and 11? I think I just like the number one.

1. what’s your all-time favorite fic? why? could we get a line or two from it?

Alright I thought about this for a little bit and I don’t think I can pick only one. I have different favorites for different reasons. 

Fall at your feet” by @illwynd for maximum “Loki is a goddamn mess” (honorable mention for “Innocence” by same author)
Lights Out” by @thorduna for excellent hard-earned reconciliation (honorable mention for “Chasing the Storm” by same author)
Night of Kings” by thebookhunter ( @incredifishface ) for hot hot hotness (honorable mention for “A for Asshole” by same author”)
Bound” by @lokidreamsinbw - all the mini stories are excellent, but chapter 2 “unbind me” is my FAV I love it so much it hurts ;_;

11. what fic do you wish you had written? 

Ignis Fatuus (Foolish Fire)” or “The Old Ways” both by @claricechiarasorcha, they’re so flipping good, actually you should probably just consider them part of the list from number one.

Thanks for the asks!

One of the only surviving photographs of Juliana Price. Price, born to wixen parents (a tailor and a seamstress) in 1924, exhibited magical prowess from the cradle, where she played with sparks between her chubby fingers. Price had a life-long obsession with fire and pyro-magic, and at the age of 9 her magical experimentation with fire progressed to include their family’s kneazle, which died as a result. Price attended a small Kentucky school of magic called Bowles’ Finishing School, but was expelled at the age of 14 after several fire-related incidents, which included setting a teacher on fire “on accident” and a burning a student “mostly on accident,” according to her diary.

Unfortunately, her expulsion did little but give her a sufficient amount of time to continue her “experiments."  At the age of 17, Price perished when she burned herself, both her parents, and three of her Muggle neighbors alive while attempting pyromancy with Fiendfyre. Investigating Aurors also discovered charred remains in the woods nearby, hidden under poorly-performed Disillusionment charms. The bodies were, respectively,  2 years, 7 months, 4 months, and 3 months old, and are believed to be victims of Price, who wrote about "practicing with some friends” several times in her diary.

Price is remembered as one of the most infamous wixen killers of 20th century America.

(beautiful gif is property of Kevin Weir)

Fire

The fire salamander gurgled happily in the lava, rolling around in the sweltering heat. The red dragon roared with laughter and showered the tiny beast with melting gold coins. The salamander ran around with unbridled joy, diving into the liquid rock as if it were as water. It surfaced slowly, allowing just its eyes to peak out. The dragon roared gleefully, recognizing the alligator impression for what it was.

“It is like watching a dog and its master,” the knight observed from what was wrongfully perceived as ‘a safe distance’ and ‘out of ear shot.’

Simultaneously, salamander and dragon arced serpentine necks to face the knight’s direction and narrowed their reptilian eyes.

whiteswordmoon  asked:

i often get scared that people won't like the books I write so it stops be from writing. Do have any advice?

I have some bad news. That voice never goes away. And should you quiet it  enough to finish a book, and should enough people (despite the claims of that voice) like that book enough to publish it, then that voice is going to get a lot more ammunition. Because plenty of people won’t like your book and they will let you know.

Making art (of any kind) is a war. It’s a war against internal criticism and external criticism. It’s a war against a world that loves to sneer at aspiring artists while showering “successful” artists with praise. So if you love to write, go to war. Find the strategies that work for you.

Read works that inspire you so that the creative voices get more powerful than the critical ones.

Stay off of social media where judgment is cheap and easy.

Talk back to the voice. Sometimes you need to articulate exactly what that internal critic is saying and then tell it to fuck off. Sometimes you need to agree with it: “Yes, what I’m writing is dreadful. Luckily, no one will ever see it so I’m just gonna proceed merrily along.”

Don’t be afraid of writing something people won’t like. Go ahead and try to write something people won’t like. Write something awful, silly, trite, foolish. Set fire to it. Do it again. Find something worthwhile in all that mess. Build around it. The creative life is difficult and frustrating, and for all the days when you feel like a genius there will be ten more when you feel like a hack and a fraud. But oh man, the days when you feel like a genius are worth it. I promise. I swear.

Good luck.

A dozen wix die every year attempting body modifications with Switching Spells, like Andy Winthrop, who only wanted a fiery addition to his mustache, but who never recovered after his neck melted into his chest. Use any Switching Spell with caution, and never attempt a Switching Spell on your own person without a Ministry-certified transfiguration stylist.

This message has been brought to you for your own safety from the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes

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Will-o’-the-wisp (/ˌwɪl ə ðə ˈwɪsp/), will-o’-wisp (/ˌwɪl ə ˈwɪsp/), or ignis fatuus (/ˌɪɡnɨs ˈfætʃuːəs/; Medieval Latin: “foolish fire”) : In European folklore, these lights are held to be either mischievous spirits of the dead, or other supernatural beings or spirits such as fairies, attempting to lead travelers astray.

Mythical Origins of Magic: the Gathering Cards


WILL-O-THE-WISP (Alpha)

Also called “ignis fatuus” (Latin for “foolish fire”), will o’ the wisp is a sort of ghostly light that hangs about marshes and bogs at nighttime, luring travelers away from their paths. Often connected with fairies or the spirits of the dead in European folklore, modern scientific explanations for the phenomenon abound as well, from fireflies buzzing around to lightning igniting gases above a swamp. The card’s ability to regenerate is likely drawn from their trait of disappearing and then reappearing again.


SANDALS OF ABDALLAH (Arabian Nights)

The story of Abdallah ibn Fadil is often considered a variant of the “Cinderalla” folk tale. Virtuous Abdallah’s wicked brothers try to murder him by throwing him overboard–but a djinni whom he rescued from danger gives Abdallah the ability to walk on the water, and saves him from drowning…just like how the artifact can give your creatures islandwalk!


WHIPPOORWILL (The Dark)

While the whippoorwill is, in fact, a real bird, its strange, ethereal song lead to interesting folkloric interpretations. Just like the card’s ability suggests, residents of New England believed that a whippoorwill could sing its song while a person was dying and steal that person’s soul for itself, preventing them from reaching the afterlife. This idea is even referenced in the works of Washington Irving and H. P Lovecraft!


FYLGJA (Ice Age)

Fylgjur are guardian spirits in animal form who assist human beings, in the mythology of the Norse people. Typically, a person can see their fylgja only in their dreams–glimpsing one while waking is an warning of one’s impending death. The card is arguably somewhat confusing or unintuitive in that despite the fact that a fylgja is a personal entity, it’s being represented as just an enchantment on a creature; the Coldsnap card “Ursine Fylgja” preserves the ability of the card to heal others but puts it on the body of a creature, making the meaning of this tough-to-pronounce Nordic term a lot clearer.


TANIWHA (Mirage)

In the mythology of the Maori, taniwha are large monstrous sea creatures, who usually resemble whales or great lizards. While some taniwha are benign, even serving as guardian spirits to human beings, others are more dangerous, preferring to kidnap or eat them. Legends about taniwha being able to tunnel through the ground may be the inspiration behind the ability of the creature, which prevents those who control it from using their lands.


REVENANT (Stronghold)

Often considered a precursor to the modern concept of the zombie, Medieval “revenants” (from the Latin for “returning”) were the souls of recently deceased and often wicked human beings who had returned from death to torment the living, often people whom they knew in life. How could Medieval townsfolk deal with such a problem? By heading to the graveyard and destroying the original corpse, just as emptying an enemy graveyard would destroy their copy of this card.


HORN OF PLENTY (Mercadian Masques)

Many people are familiar with this symbol of abundance and fecundity. Its origins go all the way back to antiquity, where a tale of Zeus’ childhood claimed that the infant god, unaware of his own strength, accidentally broke off the horn of his nursemaid, a goat called Amalthea. Blessed by his mystical energies, the severed horn had the ability to nourish indefinitely, just as the goat had so graciously done for Zeus, and the card will do for everybody at the table.


KODAMA OF THE CENTER TREE (Betrayers of Kamigawa)

The world of Kamigawa is steeped in the stories and practices of Japan’s native religion, Shinto, probably more deeply and accurately than any other world in Magic’s history, and a gallery this size could easily be filled with nothing but explanations of its associated cards. The kodama, for instance, are spirits who inhabit trees. While a tree that one lives inside appears normal, they are said to bleed when cut into, and, if felled, the spirits will wreak havoc on the mortals who have made this mistake. Naturally, these beings are associated with green mana in Magic, due to their associations with trees.


DROWNED RUSALKA (Guildpact)

In Slavic legends, rusalky are the spirits of women who died young, ordinarily near bodies of water. They are said to lure men with their alluring beauty, and then drown them in their native waters, hence the card’s need to sacrifice creatures.


GLAMER SPINNERS (Shadowmoor)

In the folklore of the Celts, mischievous faeries have many ways of achieving their devious ends, one of which involves altering their appearances and playing upon the emotions of their marks at will through the use of magical contrivances called “glamers” that can alter their appearances, represented here by the Auras this card can manipulate.


MOON HERON (Innistrad)

In Innistrad, the heron is a symbol of Avacyn–and in Christianity, the real-life inspiration for Avacyn’s church, the heron is also an important symbol. Because they prey upon serpents and eels, which in turn represent Satan, the heron is likened to Jesus Christ.


KRASIS INCUBATION (Dragon’s Maze)

Sadly for a proud Slav like the author, the world of Ravnica, originally intended to have a considerable Slavic flavour, suffered significant “culturewashing” during its return, likely given its newfound significance as Jace Beleren’s adoptive home and the new hub of action in the Multiverse now that Dominaria is a smoldering crater of a plane. The few traces of the flavour that still remain can be seen in naming conventions, like the term “krasis,” which is used for the Simic Guild’s hybrid creatures. In Orthodox Christianity, “krasis” is a technical term for the mingling of water and wine during the Eucharist.


VULPINE GOLIATH (Theros)

A lesser-known Classical myth recounts the story of the Teumessian or Cadmean Fox, a massive vixen, destined to never be caught, who terrorized the residents of the city of Thebes. When the hero Amphitryon was sent to slay the creature, he brought with him a hound called Laelaps, who was destined to be able to catch anything. So what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object? Zeus intervenes and turns both parties into stone, if you ask the Greeks.


RAKSHASA VIZIER (Khans of Tarkir)

A rakshasa is a type of spirit native to Hindu mythology. While certain rakshasas are noble-hearted in the Sanskrit epics, they are primarily cast as villainous beings similar to demons. Though they have the power to shapeshift and can assume many shapes and sizes, rakshasas are usually depicted as hideous, fierce humanoids with large fangs or tusks and clawed hands. They are often depicted as drinking blood and eating the corpses of those they slay, fitting with this card’s ability to gain power from creatures who have died.