melting diamond

Miyuki's gentle 'kora kora'

Remember how I told you guys to listen to this part of DnA ep. 11, just before the flower speech, to hear Miyuki’s voice full of endearment towards Eijun?


your speakers will not do it any justice, i s2g

So once again for this round of Patreon I asked @destinyapostasy to draw Aevalle for me, and holy shit hot damn like I’m pretty sure whoever she is looking at is (1) deeply aroused, and (2) equally worried, because that smolder means she is Up To Something Nefarious.

So Yes, once again, 16/10, would Patreon again.

I went to look for the “Alchemist who travels time” and I found reccords of the Count of St. Germain.On the page, they say it’s indeed the man Hoshino was inspired about

There’s some interesting things in the wikipedia page of that man…

The Comte de Saint Germain (Born ~ 1691 died 27 February 1784) was a European adventurer, with an interest in science and the arts. (…)

In order to deflect inquiries as to his origins, he would invent fantasies, such as him being 500 years old


“He sings, plays on the violin wonderfully, composes, is mad, and not very sensible. He is called an Italian, a Spaniard, a Pole; a somebody that married a great fortune in Mexico, and ran away with her jewels to Constantinople; a priest, a fiddler, a vast nobleman. The Prince of Wales has had unsatiated curiosity about him, but in vain. However, nothing has been made out against him; he is released; and, what convinces me that he is not a gentleman, stays here, and talks of his being taken up for a spy”


Walpole concludes that the Count was ‘”a man of Quality who had been in or designed for the Church. He was too great a musician not to have been famous if he had not been a gentleman'”  Walpole describes the Count as pale, with 'extremely black’ hair and a beard. '”He dressed magnificently, [and] had several jewels’ and was clearly receiving 'large remittances, but made no other figure”’.


A mime and English comedian known as Mi'Lord Gower impersonated St. Germain in Paris salons. His stories were wilder than the real Count’s (he had advised Jesus, for example). Inevitably, hearsay of his routine got confused with the original.


“St. Germain gave himself out for a marvel and always aimed at exciting amazement, which he often succeeded in doing. He was scholar, linguist, musician, and chemist, good-looking, and a perfect ladies’ man. For a while he gave them paints and cosmetics; he flattered them, not that he would make them young again (which he modestly confessed was beyond him) but that their beauty would be preserved by means of a wash which, he said, cost him a lot of money, but which he gave away freely.”


“This extraordinary man, intended by nature to be the king of impostors and quacks, would say in an easy, assured manner that he was three hundred years old, that he knew the secret of the Universal Medicine, that he possessed a mastery over nature, that he could melt diamonds, professing himself capable of forming, out of ten or twelve small diamonds, one large one of the finest water without any loss of weight. All this, he said, was a mere trifle to him. Notwithstanding his boastings, his bare-faced lies, and his manifold eccentricities, I cannot say I thought him offensive. In spite of my knowledge of what he was and in spite of my own feelings, I thought him an astonishing man as he was always astonishing me.”


Myths, legends and speculations about St. Germain began to be widespread in the late 19th and early 20th centuries, and continue today. They include beliefs that he is immortal, the Wandering Jew, an alchemist with the “Elixir of Life”, a Rosicrucian, and that he prophesied the French Revolution.

[He is still claimed to have been seen since then, up ‘till 2004]

This is fascinating… 

What does it take to make a diamond?

Now, I was thinking about this for a long time. Do Diamonds come out of kindergartens? Were Diamonds made once, if so, why is Pink Diamond the only one depicted emerging?

I had a theory, and I would like to share.

So, my theory relates to real life. Making a Diamond involves extreme pressure? To the point they have to be deep in the Earth. Perhaps, in order to give it life, it has to be in the core of a planet with gravity.

Now, as seen with the moon base episode, gems are not affected by gravity changes, making them always keep their feet planted.. Makes sense because they are beings made of light, in some minds they are just projections.

We haven’t gotten a lot of info on how gems work, but I think it has something to do with life around it. As Pearl/ the crystal gems have mentioned, Kindergartens drain the area around it. As seen in the Beta Kindergarten, positioning matters. Peridot mentioned rows and neatness, maybe it is because the area only had so much life to give. When the gems were placed too close, one took too much life from the others. There just wasn’t enough to give out. So they came out wrong. The gem couldn’t produce enough life to project itself properly.

But why does a projection need life? Because they are made of matter. I think the gem might be a storage area where it keeps spare matter to project back out.

Now, what does all of that have to do with a Diamond?

Perhaps, in order to make a Diamond, they have to come from the core. Not just any core, a core of a planet with abundant life, gravity, and an atmosphere. The atmosphere just relating to gravity, but anyways. If Peridotite is made out of the same stuff as Peridots, perhaps under enough pressure it becomes a Diamond. Now I know that sounds stupid, but maybe there is a chance that Diamonds just come from the core of lively planets.

What about Home-World then? Well, as we saw in the latest episodes, there has to be some type of oxygen there. Or else how would Steven and Lars survive? Lack of thought, perhaps. I don’t think Rebecca would have forgotten about Oxygen though. Perhaps that planet used to be like Earth. And White Diamond erupted. She was the most powerful of the Diamonds, hence her silhouette against the sky (Just a guess but eh). Now if this world has gravity and plant life, then it has an atmosphere. But if gems don’t breath air (Eyeball was able to survive outside Steven’s bubble), perhaps it would stay there. If the planet had no animals and only plants, the Oxygen wouldn’t consumed (Again, just a guess). That means the planet could have had life.

So maybe, all the Diamonds came from lively planets. Yellow and Blue came from the same planet, and they were left to rule home-world. Pink Diamond was a newly emerged Diamond from Earth. Common theory, but I do believe she emerged in Russia.

*Follow up theory* Why the Army?

Now why would White Diamond abandon her planet? And just remember, at this point, she has never been mentioned at all in the show. So for all we know, she is just a theory. But if she is real, maybe she set out to make more Diamonds. More Diamonds to rule more planets. If there were more kindergartens, that means more armies.

Why do they need that many gems though? Because there is something out there far more dangerous then the Diamonds. I mean think about it, why have a planet destroyer if your only threat is a few rebels on Earth? No, they could easily been destroyed. When they were only a few left of the rebels, but plenty of soldiers on home-world, why stop the war? Because they got that they needed. The war was real yes, but perhaps there was a second motive behind it. Perhaps they needed a reason to slaughter so many gems, and fuse them all together into the cluster.

As we saw with the Zircons, a Diamond is not afraid to poof/shatter a gem to get what they want. Perhaps they knew it was the only way to create a weapon worthy of the Diamonds. But this weapon, it destroys the planet.

As seen with Peridot’s performance, the cluster would have destroyed the planet. It wouldn’t have hollowed, it would have been destroyed. The resources would have been gone. But at that point, why would they need them? White Diamond had what she needed.

The cluster could have been a secondary goal to the war. To gain this weapon, to crush their enemies. This again brings me to, who was the enemy?
Who was so powerful, they wanted to destroy them instead of sending in their armies.

This brings me to the throne room, where we see bubbled Rose Quartz’s. Blue Diamond keeps them because they belonged to Pink Diamond. But what if there is another reason for Yellow Diamond wanting them gone.

As seen with Steven, Rose Quartz has so many abilities. She can heal cracked gems, practically fly, can defend large groups of people with her shield, can wield a secondary weapon, and can bring organic animals back from the dead. Imagine having an army of those just hanging around. If they were to be released, there could be mayhem.

Where am I going with this? Back to Pink Diamond. She obviously had a large group of Rose Quartzs in her armies, if Blue has that many bubbled. And something I noticed, was the fact they were Pink Diamonds bubbles. I mean, they had to be because of the color of the bubbles.

Last time I remember that episode, they were pink. That means, Pink got rid of them. Perhaps it was because of the rogue Rose Quartz, but I think it’s for another reason. I mean, Blue Diamond kept Sapphires even after one fused and ran away. They were kept because they were useful. Maybe she bubbled them, also she did not shatter them so obviously she wanted them, because rumors were spreading. The Roses began wondering why they couldn’t revolt as well. I mean, just one of them could begin to defend a planet.

When the Diamond’s heard this, they knew they had to be stopped. They had to shatter the gems. Pink Diamond just couldn’t, going along with the merciful Diamond theory, so she bubbled them.

*Follow Up theory* Rose in the fusions, or not

The Diamonds saw what this planet could do, so the only result was to destroy it. In order to ensure all gems became mindless, they sent the corruption song, This song was a last resort when fleeing planets. It was the only way to get all gems of the planet, all important gems, and the kill many of the rebels. So they sent the song, and thought they ended the war.

But then, under the remaining rebels noses, they began work on the forced fusions.

Something I am going to note here is that Garnet says “Rose couldn’t have known” or a phrase along those lines. And then it gets you thinking, Steven repaired Lapis’s gem. Meaning, he could fix the cracks and fill them. So why couldn’t you essentially mend the gems together. I mean, what’s to stop you from reusing your old soldiers.

That is the common theory, that Rose Quartz (Not specifically ours, but the gem in general) was used to make the forced fusions.

But what if they came from melting and reforming with the gems around them? I mean, why were random forced fusions in the mantle/outer core? That wouldn’t make sense, unless they were made from gems placed in the Peridotite. I mean, if it’s made from the same stuff as Peridot, why couldn’t it become a gem? Why couldn’t you just place some gems in the lava and make more gems. Because gems formed around it.

I mean think about the core, I saw gems not a melted liquid. Perhaps the Diamonds injected old soldiers into there, getting the entire core to become one giant gem. Why does the Earth still have a metallic field? I don’t know.

Sorry for making you read all that, but if you like it, please re-post or just like! Again, sorry for the disconnected theories but please help my account get spread around and get the theory up!!

exo vocals as aesthetics i hear

Junmyeon: white flowers, black stones, afternoon sunlight through windows

Kyungsoo: cool caramel, carved marble and air in empty places

Baekhyun: stardust and dark pavements

Xiumin: vanilla ice cream, streaky clouds and set honey

Jongdae: hazelnuts, still water and rising stone steps

Chanyeol: melted dark chocolate, rough diamonds and moonlight through dust

Yixing: sugar syrup, sour crystallised citrus rinds, light bouncing off a compact mirror

Jongin: lightly roasted coffee beans, small tremors in the earth, curls of milk chocolate

Sehun: unripe mangos and sparkling water


Day 3 of Reyes Appreciation Week!

Prompt: Brightest Moments or Darkest Nights (I think)

Result: I went dark, of course.


Reyes leaned against the wall and took another drag from his cigarette. It wasn’t often that he indulged; cigarettes were a rare commodity as it was. But stress makes people do strange things. It wasn’t often he had to take a risk when he didn’t know the outcomes. Calculated plans were called that for a reason. There were even such things as calculated risks. Right now, what he was about to do in a shadowed alley of Kadara port, was a calculated risk.

But now he had an unpredictable variable. Months upon months of planning, and even scheming, thrown into chaotic unknowns because of one single variable.

Ryder. He sighed at the thought. He’d had to work hard for every piece of influence he held in the game Sloane forced them all to play. And yet as soon as she arrived, Ryder held more influence than he did in her left pinkie finger, even if she didn’t realize it. Sure, it could be used, but the woman was like any other element: uncertain and fickle, and above all, autonomous. If something wasn’t good enough for her, Ryder would make up her mind to change it, and then the Pathfinder would make it happen.

It was funny, he thought, that someone else had two pieces that made up the whole.

Reyes didn’t have time for further self-analysis. The sound of armored boots, alone, echoed up the alley way. He butted his cigarette against the wall and waited.

Kaetus appeared around the corner, crouched and moving with the agility of a soldier, gun raised high. He turned the gun into the shadows as he walked, though Reyes knew he would find nothing there. After a few more precious moments, Reyes took a breath and stepped out into the light, hands held high.

Kaetus’ gun was instantly on him, a rumble echoing out of his throat in the silence. And then, he relaxed and lowered his gun.

“Spirits, Vidal. What are you doing here?”

The relief in the turian’s voice is enough to make Reyes’ stomach churn, but it was too late for guilt now. “I could ask you the same thing. You’re not usually out this way, or alone.”

Kaetus huffed, pulling up his tool and lowering his gun. Despite the semi-relaxed stance, the turian’s eyes were sharp, and Reyes knew him well enough to know better. “One of my men found an encrypted message on a busted datapad a month back. I only decoded it last week.” He walked over to him and held out his tool so Reyes could see it. “I didn’t want Sloane to worry. You heard anything about this?”

Reyes let his eyebrows knit together and held silent as he took in the words he’d written months ago. After a minute, he looked up him, still frowning. “I haven’t.”

Kaetus tensed and a low rumble surged out of his chest. Reyes tried not to look at his gun as his hand tightened on the grip. “Then why are you here?”

Reyes swallowed, a sigh leaving him without his permission. “I’m sorry for this, my friend.”

The Collective rose out of the shadows. Kaetus growled and shouted as the men forced his gun out of grip and held his limbs. Reyes felt a rush of pride for a moment, for the pure efficiency and brutality of the men he called his. They brought Kaetus to his knees at Reyes’ feet.

The turian snarled and spat at him, his glare so potent it could melt diamonds. “What the fuck is this, Vidal?!”

“A necessary measure.” Reyes pulled the glove off of his right hand. “I’m sorry it had to come to this.”

He clenched his fist and connected it with the turian’s jaw. Kaetus swore in his own tongue, something so foul even his translator couldn’t catch it. When he looked up blue blood was dripping from his mouth, abject shock in his eyes.

“Do what you need to, just make sure he lives.” Reyes slipped his glove back on and turned his back on the spectacle.

“Coward!” Kaetus shouted. The sound of fists and kicks connecting with a body echoed right through him as he walked. The sound of metal scraping against stone as Kaetus’ body hit the ground sent a chill up his spine. “You goddamn coward!”

Reyes rounded a corner, the sounds of the scuffle fading with every step.

Even with his enemy bleeding in the dirt, Reyes had never felt so small.