snow direction

All in black, he was a shadow among shadows, dark of hair, long of face, grey of eye.

this happened because @dreamofspring poked me and because i have no self control.

“He has an ally,” Lady Selyse said. “R'hllor, the Lord of Light, the Heart of Fire, the God of Flame and Shadow.” (Prologue, ACOK)

one of martin’s build-ups over the course of a clash of kings through a dance with dragons is the confusion surrounding who azor ahai reborn is on the part of the players within the series. from the moment that stannis’ entourage is introduced in the begninning of a clash of kings, it’s made clear both that selyse and melisandre believe that he is indeed the lord of light reborn, but also that there’s no proof beyond melisandre’s visions that he is.  when melisandre is at the wall in a dance with dragons, she is shown a different vision, one that lines up much more with what the reader knows to be true:

Yet now she could not even seem to find her king. I pray for a glimpse of Azor Ahai, and R'hllor shows me only Snow. (Melisandre, ADWD)

that jon snow is likely that great hero that she envisioned, and that he, not stannis, will be the one to save the world from whatever apocalypse the winds of winter and a dream of spring have in store is hardly a surprising turn for the reader, however shocking it may be to the red priestess. jon snow, whose narrative traces the rise of a hero, has taken vows to wear the black for the remainder of his life, and to be “the watcher on the walls…the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men.”  he has all the makeup of a shining hero, and yet one whose very birth is shrouded in mystery, in shadows.

shadows comprise one of the strongest visual themes in a song of ice and fire.  they visually encapsulate those “shades of grey” that martin so enjoys examining in his thematic and character work.  the imagery conflicts itself.  do the shadows represent the light or the dark? r’hllor or the old gods of the north? jon’s bastardy or the potential for him to wield intense political power?  or, perhaps, it is all of this, mixed together, for lines get blurred in the shadows.

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Cold Spore- inspired by both a masterful pun and the way fresh fallen snow always looks like a coating of fuzzy white mold to me. fills the sky with its thick, damp, white spores, coating everything in thick white globs. They drain the heat from their surroundings, as well as causing severe cold-like symptoms in those who inhale them, eventually culminating in what resembles severe hypothermic shock. It adopts a “frosty the snowman” sort of persona, encouraging children to enjoy playing in the “snow”

Witch Way / Miss Direction- A cackling hag that manipulates perception, disorienting and confusing her victims. right becomes left, up becomes down, ect.

Gross Michael / Bananapocalypse- Not much going on with this guy other than being hilarious and Horrifically Radioactive when he opens up that hazmat suit. based on a bunch of things that overlap fairly nicely. tried to evoke a very subtle “planet of the apes” vibe

Esofrogus / Halitoadis- based on the expression “a frog in your throat” and biology class dissection day. causes various body-horror shenanigans, from bad breath to getting your face turned inside out

Simon says Tyrannus Basilton Grimm-Pitch!

For @snowbaz-feda day 5
Also many thanks to @eroticgropefest for the beta!

“Tyrannus Basilton Grimm-Pitch!”

Baz freezes for a few moments before turning around. “Did you just call me by my full name?”

“Baz… I don’t care if a guy was checking me out at the coffee shop, you can’t just say that maybe I would be better off with him, a Normal, and leave the apartment.“

"You were checking him out too. I saw you looking in his direction Snow.”

“What? No I wasn’t!”

“You were, you stared at him for two bloody minutes” Baz said with a tone of accusation.

“Oh that…” he says, blushing.

“Yes that, you moron…did you thought that I wouldn’t notice?” Baz says looking hurt.

“I wasn’t looking at him… I was looking at the counter, the lady was just putting more scones at the front, and I was thinking of buying some more.”

Baz shoulders relax, and he rolls his eyes “But you ate six of them, you were the reason she was out of scones.”

“Exactly, that’s why I couldn’t decide if I should buy more or not. And you thought I was checking out some guy?” Simon tells him, like it’s the most ridiculous thing that he heard in awhile.

“Fuck, it sounds ridiculous now doesn’t it?” He steps into Simon’s space and looks him in the eyes.” I’m sorry Simon…”

Simon puts his arms around Baz and whispers in his ear “And you say that I’m the moron. I had you in front of me why would I need to look at anyone else?”

(see my snowbaz fic masterlist)

Chat Neige

Paris is covered in an unprecedented amount of snowfall. Undeterred, Paris’ reliable heroes, Ladybug and Chat Noir, still take on the responsibility of their patrol - but what’s the harm of taking a break to enjoy the snow?

I wrote this in December, but looking at the Adrienette Month Prompt for today - Snow Day - totally reminded me of this small little oneshot! Thought I’d post it - since I’m still working on catching up on a few of the prompts (got something in the works for childhood friends au, the reveal, and maybe a disney au!)! Enjoy

(ao3 link)


It was another cold night of patrolling Ladybug and Chat Noir. With Christmas fast approaching Paris had been hit with record breaking snowfall, leaving the City of Lights covered in a new layer of snow. Yet while many businesses and shops had taken to closing early for the night, the City’s superheroes still took to their duties, undeterred by the unexpected weather.

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Well. Gotta end 2016 like I ended 2015.
I wanna thank you all so much for last year and wish you very happy new year!  


/Guess who just finished catching up on Erased and got carried away with a crossover