heavenly clouds


So the other day I realized I was only like 6 achievements away from finishing the Glory of the Pandaria Raider achievement, and so I decided to get help from a few friends and finish some of the ones that required a group, and I did the rest on my own. 

The result?

Quite possibly the prettiest noodle I’ve ever seen!

I’ve always been aware of the Heavenly Crimson Cloud Serpent mount, but I don’t think I ever really noticed her. I never really noticed how pretty she is and how well her colors work with the heavenly theme. I never see anyone ever riding this mount either. It’s usually the Golden or the Azure one. 

Tldr; The Heavenly Crimson Cloud Serpent is absolutely stunning and I’m going to figure out a way ICly for my mage to have her.

Also, I changed Mei’s transmog and gave her back her buns. 

Will probably do another edit similar to this, but with Tejin and a heavenly jade serpent ♥


these were all pics from the eclipse today, it looked fucking amazing i am at a loss for words still

also uh,,dont do what i did lol i risked both my eyes and my phone camera
(ok to rb btw!!!!!)

crawling back to you | mingyu

Originally posted by pledisseventeen

characters: lovesick!mingyu/reader (ambiguous)

word count: 1k+

genre: kind of angsty?, more so kind of unintentionally fluffy

a/n: this happened while I was listening to arctic monkeys. sorry abt the small absence, i’ll get back to writing love.exe now. also i don’t know where this came from

other notes: cursing, hurt!mingyu, sexual talk, but no smut, seriously lots of cursing

He coughs, hunching over, feeling bile rise up in the back of his throat.

He pushes it back down, and sloppily gets back up, only keeping his balance by holding on to the bathroom counter. He hated to say it, but for once, Kim Mingyu looked like absolute shit.

It’d been several nights since he’d last seen you, and what could he say? He was having withdrawals. Circles were beginning to form under his eyes, and he looked deathly pale in the mirror, although it could also have just been his vision fooling him again.

He was sweating heavily, and his head pounded. “Fuck,” he cursed, struggling to maintain his balance as he pushed the bathroom door open again.

God, he wasn’t sure what was wrong with him. Mingyu stumbled into his bedroom, sloppily falling on top of his bed, breathing heavily.

His dark brown hair stuck to his forehead in clumps, and he gripped the sheets in frustration.

He needed you.

For once, it wasn’t sexual frustration, no, that even he had too much of sometimes.

This was romantic deprivation. He lacked—no, he absolutely craved your love.

This wasn’t innocent puppy love, either. This was the kind of romance that made him obsessed, made his heart beat faster, and tired him out. It wasn’t cute, love-struck bullshit, no, not at all.

Keep reading

I. ACT ONE- Set Up [scene 1: Meetings]


Dionysus (THE MORTAL LOVING GOD) sees across the room, through throngs of people. Music shakes the ground, thrums up his veins, makes him feel like he has a beating heart. 

And The Boy (THE BRIGHT LIGHT, IMMORTAL WITH YOUTH), with laughter in him, is drunk on more than just wine. He looks the way Dionysus hopes these nights will let him feel. 

Instantly, in the air stolen from lungs, never to be recaptured, he’s in love.

He’s also across the room so Dionysus kisses the lips of his bottle instead.

II. ACT ONE- Set Up [scene 2: Rumors and Background]


Those TWO (COLD TWINS) have knife sharp eyes and wicked teeth, that pull in and gut. Make you love and treat with reproach. 

Apollo has broken many hearts with love. A singing fire song.

(Artemis, does it by never giving love out at all. Quick in kindness, they fall at her knees in hope.)

Dionysus almost loves him on that alone, the wicked insanity of it all.

Rumors, of sweet ichor in his blood, wine that runs off lips, the heartless deity.

III. ACT ONE- Set Up [scene 3: The pull]


He’s dancing on a table and the music is in him.

All the colors, so blinding before, have become swings of his hips. Neon colored lipsticks and shades of shoved off couches are flushes of cheeks. 

Dionysus: lustful and drunk.

Throws himself into the night.

“Apollo,” is in the shell of his ear. A prayer for the night. Dionysus screams with religious ecstasy.

IV. ACT TWO- Confrontation  [scene 1: In the presence of]

Soft skin forms soft lips forms soft words forms soft poems.

Dionysus revels in beauty, swallows the sights down hard, and he is that.

V.  ACT TWO- Confrontation [scene 2: In the absence of]


with a white sun burning eyelids red.

Quiet rings loud, reverberating off four walls of unfamiliar rooms. Ataste in the air is sweet and untouched, morning.

And a spot of tangled dark clothes on a spotless carpet.


VI. ACT TWO- Confrontation [scene 3: Way Home]

(Setting, specific): Sunrise air sticks hot. Thoughts cloud together on humid winds. 

Sepia skin hands. Icarus, they say fell from those hands.

Tight muscled calves, to soft skinned thighs. Daphne, they say, ran herself to death chasing love, trying to run from the agony.

- Oh and how Dionysus (A GOD, ON HEAVENLY CLOUD) knows he would too. 

To wake in a cold room, to shuffle cold feet along air conditioned tile, to walk the sun’s path home. 

In those eyes were every sorrow he’s ever met. In the hot puffed breathes was the last sin he’ll ever breathe. In the pink flash tongue was the last bits of warmth before a winter you won’t survive.

VII. ACT TWO- Confrontation [scene 4: Last thoughts (the oracle) ]


Dionysus knowing he will never find the path back to that place.

Starts the dance with a golden (enough) girl, her whispers, her teeth. “A virgin.”

There’s an ethereal step to her twirls. “Won’t be for long.”

Her neck smells of incense, her body writhes with hope.

Pain, in her eyes, in futures she sees. Wine, on her lips, sacrificed blood of her innocence.

Dionysus knows her. She is mortal.


VIII. ACT TWO- Confrontation [scene 5: Comforts]

DIONYSUS WATCHES, dances and laugh into a listening night.

He is a god, he knows, and these are his worshipers. 

The words slur out, drunk with love and ripe with wine: 

                          “You are all I’ve ever needed.”

IX. ACT TWO- Confrontation [scene 6: First thoughts]

The night is a lost concept.

The day is a halo rising, a crown on gilded hair. 

Dionysus couldn’t tell how he got here but nector rests on his lips. Hard knuckled hands glide out word. From this angle: the god is blinded, he cannot see. “A Poem.” he is told. He is not the muse.

 At this table. In this light.

Words wash over him, warm as cascading light through the window. 

Dionysus can already feel his heart breaking.

X. ACT THREE- Resolution [scene 1: audience]

She watches him. She watches everything. Her teeth, her mind,  her eyes, her nails are sharp. 

She ghosts soft silver over wood forest floors.

“My brother is a god of poison and disease.” Her teeth glimmer white.

“He is not good for you.” Her voice comes out throaty and soft. 

“You are a wild animal. And he loves to hunt.”


XI. ACT THREE- Resolution [scene 2: Drink, maybe]

Nights like this:

Loud with silence. Loud with thought. Life eats him raw. And wisps of almost memory curl tight in his mind with rebuke.

He is unstable. Unstable is he.

XII. ACT THREE- Resolution [scene 3: Next time]

Dionysus sees him across the room. Gold glints off bronze, even through the dull of lost souls he burns bright.

Dionysus kisses the lips of his bottle and drinks to drown.


family is everything ~jack avery

warning: cussing lol but when don’t i cuss so it’s nothing new lol i wrote half of this at 2am and i’m writing the other half in the car on my phone so excuse the shittyness

requested: requested by @noodles-send-n00ds​ lmao i was told to write this as fluffy as the heavenly clouds so ima try

“jack!” you exclaimed, catching his attention as he took a wide left turn. “could you drive any goddamn slower!?” you yelled, semi jokingly. it seemed as though he was purposefully driving at a snails pace just to push you over the edge of annoyance. it was working.

“aw calm down, baby girl. we’ll be there in just a few minutes,” he taunted, taking your hand in his and bringing it up to his lips, placing a dramatized kiss on it. the loud smooching sound at the end and all. after he pulled his lips away from your hand, you flung it towards the wheel, grasping it in an attempt to get us there faster which obviously didn’t work.

“what the fuck, y/n!? are you trying to kill us!” he panicked, taking your hand off of the wheel but not dropping it. just holding it tightly in his.

“no,” you defended. “i just wanna get there!” you whined. “i miss your family!”

“good thing you miss them cause here we are,” he chuckled as he pulled up to an empty spot by the curb. you flung the car door open and tried to get out while the car was still moving.

“jesus christ!” jack yelled, stopping the car immediately. after you got out of the car, you held the car door open and stood there, making dead eye contact with jack until it turned into a full blown staring contest.

“okay,” he sighed once he finally blinked. “go say hi,” he said, a huge smile stretched across his face. the fact that you were so excited to see his family just proved to him how much everybody got along and it warmed his heart. if he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you, his family has to like you.

“yay!” you cheered, leaning jack into the car and kissing his cheek gently. the last thing you heard before you shut the car door to run into the house was jack’s adorable laugh that always made you the happiest human being alive, no matter the situation.

you turned away from the car and ran towards the house. you ran up the cement driveway, down the short gravel path with flat stones places every which way for you to walk on to reach the front porch, and up the four or five stairs that led you to the front door. once you got there, you pulled open the screen door so that you could knock. you instantly heard footsteps sprinting towards the door and you assumed they belonged to isla. you were right.

“hey, sweetie!” you beamed when she pulled open the door. not that you were trying to pick favorites, but you and isla always seemed to get along really well. you acted as if you were best friends, even if you were about ten years apart.

“y/n!” she cheered, lunging forwards and wrapping her arms around your small frame, squeezing the life out of you. after hugging for a moment to make up for the lost time that you two had, you picked her up with a groan, causing a giggle to escape her lips. you placed her on your hip and walked into the living room, assuming that was where sydnie would be since honestly, when isn’t she.

“hey, syd!” you smiled once she came into your view.

“oh my god, hi!” she replied, jumping up from her spot on the couch, pulling off her beats headphones and going in for a hug. you didn’t put isla down, so it honestly turned into more of a group hug than anything.

“isla,” you heard the love of your life scoff from behind you. “why does y/n get all the attention?” he asked, pretending to be offended that he hadn’t gotten a hug yet. isla shrieked and you placed her down onto the cold wood floors so she could grant jack’s wish. after setting her on the ground, you crossed yours arms over your exposed stomach since you were wearing a crop top that day and watched jack and his sister. it was truly the cutest thing ever.

the way that he squatted all the way down to the ground to wrap his arms around her and how he leaned the entire left side of his body against the wall nearest to him as him and isla started conversation. then, how he completely gave in when isla grabbed jack’s hand and used all of her weight to pull him upstairs to her room so that she could show him something. the way that he turned around to look at you as he was being pulled away by the little girl to mouth “be right back” is what truly did it for you. this was it. this was everything you’d ever wanted. right in front of you.

“you really love him, don’t you?” sydnie smirked, clearly catching on to how much you were fonding over your beloved boyfriend.

“i do,” you replied, a small blush creeping onto your cheeks.

“he loves you just as much. i can tell,” she assured you. you smiled from ear to ear before asking her the question you had been wondering for the past few minutes.

“where’s ava and kristen?“ you asked.

"oh,” sydnie chuckled. “well they didn’t think you guys would be here for a little while longer so they went to get ava’s eyebrows done,” she smiled, causing a laugh to leave your lips.

“y/n!!” you heard isla shriek from upstairs. you looked towards the stairs in confusion before running up the stairs and following the voice of the little girl.

“what is it?” you asked as you walked into the girl’s room that has been redecorated since you were last here. you burst into a fit of laughter as soon as you saw jack. he was sitting in the middle of the floor, his hair thrown into a man bun by none other than isla herself. he had a tiara placed perfectly on top of his head and he had a pink, fluffy boa around his neck. finally, he had his feet shoved into a pair of kirsten’s heels. it was truly a sight to see.

“do you still love me, baby?” he asked as he stood up from the ground, struggling to walk towards you in his heels.

“god, no,” you joked once he finally reached you. he removed the boa from his neck and wrapped it around your shoulders, using it to pull you closer to him. he brought you closer and closer until our bodies were nearly touching.

“how about now?” he smirked.

“eww!!!” isla screeched from behind us just as you opened your mouth to reply. you and jack laughed at her response and he wrapped his arm around your shoulder as you walked over to her bed. your legs were draped over his and you were comfortably seated while isla was showing the two of you how she switched up her room.

“JACK’S CAR IS OUT FRONT!” you heard ava yell from downstairs just as isla was finishing up the tour. “WHERE ARE THEY!?” she asked sydnie. just seconds later, you heard her footsteps sprinting up the stairs.

“oh my god, hi!” she yelled, running into your arms for a big hug, which you obviously gave her.

“your eyebrows look amazing,” you laughed, causing her to smile widely.

once you two turned around, your arm still wrapped around her, jack had a pout on his face.

“aww what’s wrong, baby boy?” you asked jokingly.

“i thought i was getting the first hug,” he sighed, sticking out his bottom lip. ava playfully rolled her eyes and pried herself away from you, walking into jack’s open arms. a huge smile was on his face and his eyes were squinted shut as he hugged her. even though you couldn’t see ava’s face, you could tell she had the same expression. they really missed each other, understandably of course.

“mom!” jack called out, the realization hitting him that he hadn’t yet said hi to his mom. you laughed at him and followed him down the stairs. you smiled at jack and his mom’s reunion before having one yourself.

all six of you sat around the living room, talking about everything that you hadn’t been able to talk about for the past three months that none of you had seen one another. you and isla were lying on the biggest cushion of the couch, her arms wrapped around your shoulders. jack was holding your free hand tightly while talking to syd and his mom who were sitting in the chairs across from us. ava was lying on the other side of jack, her head on his shoulder.

it was like this for hours. you looked down at one point to see isla sound asleep with her head on your shoulder, her arms strung around your neck. you smiled down at her before looking back up at jack and your smile grew. he was such a family oriented guy and it warmed your heart.

about an hour later and it was 1AM. sydnie, kristen and ava all separated to their own rooms. jack stood up to go make coffee in the kitchen and when he came back, he saw the most beautiful sight. your arms wrapped tightly around isla and hers around you while you were both sleeping peacefully.

he leaned against the wall, just looking at the two of you with pure happiness etched on his face. after a minute or so, he came over to you two and carefully sat down next to you.

he planted a kiss on your temple before falling asleep with his head on your shoulder as well. it was perfect.

a/n: not as fluff as i hoped but oh whale