swirl it


Deep within the bowels of the Earth laid an ancient force. A powerful source of magic and energy, which through the eons has developed a mind of its own. From its realm inside Mt. Cleos, the creature created an energetic flow that would give life to the variety of creatures and ecosystems around the mountain.

Once every 10 years, when the weather was just right, and the ground was quiet, the creature would emerge with great force out of the mouth of the mountain and into the skies. There, from its perch above the heavens, it will oversee all that it has created.

On this quiet day, it happened. With a thunderous roar, and a gush of red and yellow light, the beautiful beast swirled out of the top off the mountain, its wings glowing in the sunlight, and its mouth breathing ancient fire and smoke into the air in a display of fireworks.


Jessica’s camera shutter clicked as she took a photo of the beast just as it was emerging out of the mountain.

“That’s another 200 tokens!” she exclaimed excitedly, putting her camera into her duffle bag, which was filled with a large array of miscellaneous items. She looked down as she heard the familiar huffing of her friend Nora, climbing up the hill.

“I told you we had a perfect vantage point from this hilltop.” Jessica smiled as Nora collapsed onto her knees.

“I believed you…” Nora said, still huffing, out of breath. She looked up at the sky, which was still glowing in red and yellow. “What I was…” she started speaking before running out of breath again. “…Trying to say is…” she put her hands on her knees. “…oh divines… I’m so out of shape…” she looked up to see Jessica giving her a bottle of water.

After a few minutes of lying down against a tree and drinking the whole bottle, Nora finally caught her breath. “What I was trying to say was-” she started saying as she saw Jessica already beginning to pack. “Oh come on!”

“What?” Jessica looked back, confused.

“This is exactly what I was talking about, Jess.” Nora got up, tripped a little, and then found her balance. “Where are you even going?”

“Down the hill…” Jessica pointed down the valley of the mountain where there was a small village. “The festival is gonna take place soon. I wanna get all of our errands done before sundown.”

“But why?!” Nora asked. “Why are you doing this to yourself?” she looked up at the flying beast. “Why are you in such a hurry to do… things?”

Jessica raised an eyebrow, clearly not understanding what her friend was going on about.

“Listen Jess, you’re smart. Way too smart.” Nora started rambling. “I don’t understand why you’d think this is a good course of action, I mean… look!” she opened Jessica’s duffle bag and starting rummaging through the items.

“Broken vase shards…”

“Be careful with those! I’m almost 20% done with this one!”

“Stamp collection…”

“I think I’m making good progress.”

“All these letters…”

“Speaking of which, I need to deliver one of those to a butcher in that village over there.”

Nora sighed in frustration. “And then what?”

“Then we have to go pick up some ingredients for that old man’s stew. And after that I’m gonna go to the post office to pick up new stamps. And then to the local shrine because I think there’re vase shards there. Oh, and the little kid in the last town wanted us to buy special balloons for him in the super-store over here… and of course there’s lots of games I need to play during the festival, and take more pictures of the Mt. Cleos Monster… if I take a pic of its shadow against the full moon that’s worth 500 tokens-”

“Jess, shut up!” Nora was fed up, she stared at her friend in the eyes. There was a long silence between them.

Nora rubbed the back of her head, the sun was beginning to set behind her. “I’m sorry… I’m just…”

Jessica blushed, she looked a bit upset. “Don’t yell at me…”

“I know… I’m sorry, I’m just. Jess, this is no way to live.” Nora sat down again, she tapped the ground next to her, gesturing for Jessica to sit next to her. Jessica kept standing.

“Listen, I know this is important to you, but we can’t keep doing this. We can’t take on the whole world like that. We’re stretching ourselves thin. Look at me, I’m barely standing… look at yourself!”

Jess touched her hand to her face. It was covered with bandaids and scratches, and her eyes had bags under them and were sunken in.

“But I want to help people.” Jessica said, her voice quieter.

“I know you do, and you’re the most beautiful and caring person in the world. But you’re not gonna be helping anybody if you’re always busy helping everybody.” Nora explained.

“When you deliver the letter to that butcher…” Nora said. “What do you think will happen then? He’ll probably need help with something too. And in the super-store there’ll be more kids who will want you to buy more stuff. And the shrine maiden will probably have their own errands they’ll want you to do.” Nora sighed, she blushed at looked down. “That’s what happened the last 3 towns. That’s what will happen in the next town.”

Jessica looked down at Nora, a few tears in her eyes. She sat down quietly next to her. The sky were beginning to be painted orange as the sun went down. The lights show in the sky was subsiding.

“Then what am I supposed to do?” Jessica asked.

“Just slow down. Take your time. There’s no rush. You don’t have to be everyone’s personal grocer 24/7.”

Jessica went quiet. “I’m sorry I hurt you.”

“No, don’t be…” Nora said. She smiled. “How about this… let’s go down to the village, deliver the letter, and then take the rest of tonight and tomorrow off? We’ll go to the festival, and just have fun. No need to worry about meeting deadlines or making the most progress. Just us, the games, and Mt. Cleos Monster.”

Jessica smiled, she held Nora’s hand. “That sounds pretty good.”


q; fav slime accs on ig? i would have to say slimecaptain, cheesy_slimes and maybe crunchslimes as well


This song is a complete lie now! 😂

Tornami a vagheggiar

(A transcript of Francette’s performance last night at @palazzoaldenard‘s opening night masquerade!  @mugishalffull was kind enough to record a video, and although there is no sound, you can find Amanda Forsyth’s brilliant rendition of the aria here!  Thank you so much to @oleandre-ffxiv for his guidance and dedication, my friends and their support last night, all the behind the scenes helpers, the cast and crew, and everyone who came out to the show last night!  And thank you to @moonhartsffxiv for these pics! Thank you for all your support of the Palazzo!)

With a flourish of jeweled fabrics and a swirl of platinum locks, the next performer spins lithely onto the landing above the stage.  Silver-clad feet lead up upward into slender, gilded legs, only too soon hidden in the shock of color sent whipping about them.

Saturated aubergine feathers, glinting with a hint of oil slick metallics, glisten and catch the light to curve around her side and flow down over her hip and thigh. Tufts of softer blues, no less beautiful in hue, splinter through the center of the lavish coat to make way for a perfectly Gridanian-emerald swath of silk hugging her left side.    

Wearing a light, happy smile, Francette places a hand over her chest and bows to the audience, giving a clear view of the ivory tipped mythrite wings that adorn her shoulders.  She rights herself and the music begins, cheerful and airy, and she starts her slow descent of the stairs.

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I’ve been thinking about the tattoos in ACOTAR. I’m going to try and keep this short so I don’t waste too much time, but they’ve been on my mind lately. They’re described as being in swirling patterns, right? And there’s a common cannon within the fandom that Rhys, and by extension the Illyrians/The Night Court, are Middle Eastern (Arabic, Pakistani, Jordanian, Egyptian etc.). What struck me as odd is how their tattoos are always depicted as the harsh, abrasive lines that (to me at least) are similar to traditional Celtic, Scandinavian, Germanic and even French Polynesian, Hawaiian and Filipino tattoos. (I am aware they aren’t exactly identical, but to me the similarities are there). 

So since these cultures aren’t cannon within the fandom, I was thinking, why hasn’t anyone used Mehndi (or Henna as it’s known in the West) as a reference. I mean look at it. 

The swirling patterns are all represented, and, this may be a personal preference, but the lines aren’t as abrasive as the lines typically used to portray the tattoos. Also, they fit the cannon of the Ilyrian’s/ Rhys much better than the other tattoos I’ve seen. I also did more research on Mehndi, and traditionally it was used to represent the “outer and inner sun” and “awakening the inner light”, which may seem paradoxical to what the Night Court is all about, but I think that’s exactly why they might use it. When Rhys and Feyre where in the infamous Cabin un the mountains, and Feyre started to glow (due to the mating bond and whatever High Lord gave her said power) she and Rhys had officially become one, completing two halves of the same whole, a perfect fit. Velaris is called the city of dreamers, and it only makes sense that in a city of dreamers everyone would hope to find their perfect match, their mate, their missing piece, and I personally think that this falls perfectly in line with the Mehndi. By being in the Night Court, and or Illyrian, you’re surrounded by the idea of night (beautiful as it may be), but night cannot exist without the day, and they would counterbalance this by trying to find their inner light. 


wowowow i’ve been such an inactive bean so i’ll set up a big queue for tomorrow! i really don’t want to go to school cause imma get soooo stressed and agh

Tag 11

I was tagged by the lovely @moonlight-lyrics 💜

Rules: Answer the 11 questions the tagger sets, tag 11 people, and ask them 11 questions.

1. What is something you find romantic? Being seen and appreciated for who I am, flaws and all

2. What movie would you use to describe your life?  Umm. Dang, Idk. I haven’t seen one. No one would make a movie that boring!

3. If you could invent a new flavor of ice cream, what would it be?  Pistachio with crushed potato chips and dulce de leche swirled throughout. Might be awful, but I’d like to try it haha

4. What is the first happy memory that comes to mind, recent or otherwise? Falling in love

5. Who in the world would you most like to receive a letter from and what would you want it to say? Publisher’s Clearing House, saying I won millions…and it actually being true 😂

 6. Your idea of a perfect first date? Drive-in movie (there’s still one in the next town over in summer) followed by a milkshake (2 straws) and yummy food at an old school diner    

 7. What is your favorite cartoon character?  Probably Ariel. The Little Mermaid was the gateway Disney movie for me

8. What is your favorite song at the moment??  “Crazy For You” by Madonna. Can’t get it out of my head!  

9. Most valued possession? My family photos and other mementos with fond memories attached  

10. What is your MBTI personality type? INFJ

11. What would you want written on your tombstone? Something like “She sought to live a life full of love, and those whose lives she touched say she succeeded” but better worded

For once I’ll follow the rules haha. I tag: @mortalghost @creatingnikki @sammy-the-best @drearydaffodil @that-girl-in-glasses1995 @littlemissimaginary @sameseems @maxpower86 @mysublimejourney @emipoemi @thinko4

No obligation, guys! ☺

Your questions are (these are sadly the best I could come up with):

1. If you could go anywhere in the world right now, where would it be?

2. Is there a movie you refuse to ever watch again?

3. If you had to have one song on a continuous loop all day, what would it be?

4. Do you have a recurring dream?

5. Have you ever won at one of those claw crane games or a carnival game?

6. How do you prefer to spend a rainy day?

7. What food have you always wanted to try but haven’t yet?

8. Do you like the sound of your voice?

9. Are you more a bath or shower person?

10. What was the last text or message you sent?

11. How do you argue when you disagree with someone?

anonymous asked:

Headcanons for Link, Zelda and Sidon discovering bath bombs?


1. Poor boy thinks it is some kind food

2. Starts gagging cause he decided it looked edible.

3. Not completely sure the purpose of it but not hating it

4. Once it is in water and starts dissolving EXCITED, REALLY REALLY EXCITED

5. Attempts to taste the water, GDI

6. Makes swirls and tries to pick off the glitter from his skin

7. Will have a bad habit of unconsciously rubbing his eyes NOW BLIND, CAN’T SEE

8. He likes the smell of it, but it causes his nose to run.

9. He’s over it pretty quickly.

10. Will take another bath to get rid of the glitter.


1. She is completely fascinated and excited to try it out!

2. But not before she breaks down the chemical compounds to later replicate it

3. Will set up bathing area like a spa, she must get in the mood

4. Takes notes on how it dissolves and identifying the fragrance

5. The moment she’s completely immersed, she can’t go back to a plain bath again

6. If a vanilla like scent, most likely will start nodding off

7. Soaks in it until she believes all nutrients have been absorbed, seriously

8. Doesn’t want to leave the bath, even if it’s starting to become lukewarm

9. Is not a fan of the glitter residue in her bathtub and how some of it didn’t fully dissolve

10. She will be making her own special kind for herself from now on



2. Please explain it to him

3. Once he understands he’s pretty excited to try it out!

4. Loves that way it smells and looks

5. Loves it even MORE once it dissolves

6. Once in, he seeming likes it.

7. Until he goes underwater….




11. He doesn’t like it one bit. Nope. Never again.

pomrania  asked:

Star Wars / Gravity Falls fusion/crossover/whatever, where Grunkle Ben doesn't tell Leia and Luke about their Grunkle Anakin who'd fallen through the portal and comes back... changed.

“Luke, c'mon, listen,” Leia shouted over the roar, “You gotta push the button! Ben was lying to us! Who knows what that portal will send through? Push the button!” She clung to a pipe, staring at her brother with wide eyes.

Luke sniffled and roughly brushed away a tear. “I know,” he cried, “I know he lied. But…but I trust him. About this, I mean. We have to let it open.” The boy took a deep breath, then let go. The gate swirled open with a flare of light, and Luke yelped as the gravity reversed again, sucking him towards the portal.

A hand caught him by the back of the tunic as a tall, armored figure strode through the light. The almost skull-like helmet tilted down to peer at Luke, then up at Leia. Between great, whooshing breaths from some kind of oxygen mask – was there air in the portal? Luke guessed not – the stranger stormed away from the gate and dropped Luke in front of Grunkle Ben.

“Kenobi,” he growled in a thunderous voice, “What have you done?”

Meet Ph! (J) 4/23/17

Ph is a young tree folk spirit! He seems to act more like a sprite than a tree folk, as he is very positive and adventurous. He can be a little mischievous at time, but all in good fun. Ph is about 5′6″ in both his treefolk and humanoid form. He doesn’t change into his humanoid form very often, but he has brown curly hair, tan skin with bark-like swirls on it, and likes wearing a green t shirt. 

Ph is a good match for someone who doesn’t have a lot of free time as he is fairly self sustaining. He doesnt need to be taken care of like some other younger spirits, but he would still need to be treated like a companion, of course. He can come off as shy at first, but once he gets to know his companion, he is definitely a lot of fun to be around. Because he has so much unused energy, he would be a great help to those interested in energy work.

For offerings, Ph would like leaves (that have been taken with permission), owl imagery, and water!

If you are interested in this spirit, please fill out the submit form and I will let you know if you have been chosen or not!
Please remember to supply the vessel to bind your spirit to!
If you have any questions refer to either my info, shop info, or my ask box!
Thank you!!

Purple Choker

Noctis loved the colour purple on Nyx. It suited him.

Purple Prose: an elaborately written poem or paragraph in literature

Nyx was someone who looked good in monochrome; someone who made monochrome look good. It was the staple colour for many Lucians, but Nyx practically owned the colour scheme - blacks of different shades, greys of many hues, whites ranging from snowy to cream. Maybe it was because of his larger than life nature; broad shoulders, tall physique, a soldier’s stature. Or maybe it was the way he accentuated the colours with his own; with his steel-grey eyes shining through or the way his hair shone soft grey when it caught the light. 

Though Noctis found the best kind of colour on Nyx, was purple. One of a vibrant and deep shade that clashed with his usual set of neutral tones. It swirled around him beautifully when he was in full combat uniform, a majestic touch to the details of the outfit. It whipped about him like a storm when he warped in and out of existence, an intimidating distraction as he fought in battles. It rose and fell with a simple swallow or gasp, tightened without consent as he breathed, clutched around his neck like second skin, a touch too soft to turn away from. 

Noctis loved the colour purple on Nyx. It suited him. 

Especially as a choker.

Fourshot: One | Two | Three | Four

Story entry for the contest!

It was early, very early in the morning, the sun barely resting on the grassy green knoll in the distance. Blue stirred, his eye lights slowly flickering on to reveal his lovely datemate. The light from the adjacent widow made their skin like frosted glass, and he gently traced the blue lines underneath. The gentle brush of his phalanges caused them to stir, an eye peeking open to see blue’s grinning face.
“ Morning Berry Blue~ ” Their sleep voice groaned. Blue was grinning widely, the lights in his eyes swirling with magic. They groaned, wrapping their arms around the chipper skelebones.
“ Do you have to get up so early? I can barely see the sun. ” they complained, although the grin on their face showed they didn’t mind too much. They snuggled under the grey blue covers, a warm content fighting off the cold of Snowdin.
“ That’s because your smile makes it dimmer than normal. ” The skeleton replied sleepily, content with all the affection he was receiving. A blush already over the others face, their grin widening.
“ You’re too sweet Blue. Don’t let me sleep in anymore, okay? I wanna spend as much time with you as I can. ” They gently kissed him on the fore head. “ I love you sleepy skell. ”
“ I won’t, I promise. I love you too my wonderful human. ” he mused, snuggling in a little closer.
The crunch of the snow brought the feelings crashing back. Everything was so intense. The chill of the body he held close seemed to ice his bones through his battle body. Through the blur of his tears, all he saw was red. The crimson of their blood, now staining the pure white snow. The raging red clouding his sockets. And the ruby eyes of the friend he once held so dear. They stepped carelessly, grinding his loved one’s hand into the snow as they passed, to continue on their blood path.
“ Human… you have to wake up. Please… I promised you couldn’t sleep in… I still want to spend time with you… don’t leave me… ” He whimpered, crying into their increasingly dark shirt. The blood smeared on his gloves and short didn’t matter. The sting of the cold snow and the even colder body against him didn’t matter.

He didn’t want to see the color red ever again.