Because up until now we’ve had the very newly blind, stumbling, tentative-ish Iggy who’s doing his best with his newfound injury but there’s limitations and he has to rely on the guys and there’s no getting around that. So we see him kind of curled in on himself, walking with his hand out, tripping and falling a lot, etc
Then this scene, which isn’t even that far in time from his injury (a few weeks, I believe) and even less from the stumbling Iggy we see in the mines and yet he
hears Noctis’s voice “clear as day” while they’re in a whole other room, which means he’s getting so much better at distinguishing sound which is going to be the sense he relies on most. He picked up on conversation on the train but this is a whole new level of being attuned and because he’s been able to improve on what he can do instead of what he can’t?
He can help?? Look at him go?? He just whirls around and takes off and gives Gladio a heart attack in the process because we haven’t seen Iggy like this since the injury?? Look at his posture, boy just turns and strides off. That is a stride. I mean it’s almost a strut. Look at that determination. Look at that purpose. No uneven gait. No fumbling in his darkness. He just goes. That stick isn’t even touching the ground. And Gladiolus is just like omg Iggy plz but Iggy is literally, 100% Gladio, I got this.
We see him start working with magic and that’s a scene on its own as far as Ignis’s progress goes, but this?? is just? so good??
yeah so here’s more meta (is this meta. it’s just my meiwhgeEGWJ screaming into the abyss really.) that no one asked for but I JUST HAVE SO MANY FEELS ABOUT IGNIS’S ARC AND THEN VERSE 2 HAPPENED i’m so happy this scene just makes me so so happy and proud of this ray of sunshine
(requested by anon) Kai Parker x Reader word count : 3 093 summary : Reader and Kai are friends and go together to celebrate Thanksgiving at the Salvatore’s house. * gif by phantom-evil keep reading after the cut _____________________
Kai got up early and walked to Y/N’s house , ringing the doorbell. Usually he’d sneak into her house through her bedroom window but not this time. It was his favourite holiday and he wanted to do things right for a change. A moment later Y/N’s dad opened the door , letting him inside. “I think she is still asleep but you are welcome to wait for her downstairs until she wakes.” said her dad. “Thanks.” said Kai smiling , putting his hands on her father’s shoulders. “But I think I will go upstairs and wake her up myself.. and you are not going to come check up on us.” and the next second he whooshed himself upstairs in her bedroom seeing her door was cracked open. He smiled and pushed it in , seeing Y/N curled up into a ball , semi hanging off the bed. Kai walked inside , sitting on the opposite side , pulling her towards him. “Wakey wakey.” “5 more minutes dad…” mumbled Y/N pulling the covers over her head. Kai laughed at her words, tickling her through the covers. “Not your dad sweetheart , though you can still call me ‘daddy’ if you want.” Y/N pulled the covers over her head finding Kai grinning over her. His eyes sparkling with excitement as he tapped her nose. She glanced at the clock noticing its barely 7.25AM , then back at Kai. “What ? H-how did you get in my ro- bed?” “Front door. Weirdly your father is not on vervain. I wonder who got him off of it.” said Kai amused. “Oh right. I did.“ he laughed. She couldnt help but smile. Kai might be dangerous around everyone else but not around her. Y/N got to see a side of him no one else did. He was charming , funny and sometimes annoyingly cute but she loved him just the way he was with all the good and the bad. “Should I be worried you made sure my dad can be compelled or ?” “Nah … Don’t worry. I just wanted him to allow me to sneak into the house whenever I want without interruptions.” he said smiling. “Now , get up. It’s THANKSGIVING !!! My favourite day of the year !” “What about Christmas ?” she asked yawning , rubbing her forehead with her thumb and index finger. Kai was like a little kid on Christmas morning. The most dangerous thing about him today would be how much food he’d try to get her to eat. “Christmas is fun but I like Thanksgiving best.” he grinned. “Come on , get up !” he pulled the covers off her , pulling her hands until she was in a sitting position. “There is so much to do - turkey , cranberries , stuffing OH and those glazed carrots !!” “I know , I know … Caroline already send me a whole list with chores the other night.” she said getting up. Her friends had invited her to Friendsgiving and of course everyone had chores to do and a schedule to stick to. Kai looked at her confused. “What does Candice had to do with today ?” “Didn’t I tell you ? Sorry … classes and all. Must’ve slipped my mind.” she laughed nervously. “Caroline invited me over to celebrate Friendsgiving … well Thanksgiving at the Salvatores…and you are coming as my plus one.” Kai stared at her as if she had just dropped a nuclear bomb in the middle of her bedroom. Her friends didn’t like him and he didnt really feel like spending the day with them , but he also wanted to spend the day with Y/N. He liked being around her , talking or just sitting together doing nothing. “Lose the sad face.” she tickled him. “Smile. There is nothing to be nervous about - I’ll be there and -” “They don’t like me. What if -” “No , no , no. No ‘but’ or ‘if’. “ she said wrapping her hands around her best friend. “You are coming or I’ll be very very sad … and mad at you.” “You know I cant say no to you.” he smiled. “Now , where is that list Candice sent you? I dont want them to hate me for ruining Thanksgiving , also I make the best stuffing. Literally to die for.” said Kai excitedly. “Ah well thats perfect because stuffing is our responsibility.” smiled Y/N. “Fantastic !” said Kai grabbing her by the waist and tossing her over his shoulder making her laugh. “Lets go sweet cheeks. I am making you breakfast.”
“The true Tarot is symbolism; it speaks no other language and offers no other signs.”
~ A. E. Waite
“Tarot embodies symbolical presentations of universal ideas, behind which lie all the implicits of the human mind, and it is in this sense that they contain secret doctrine, which is the realization by the few of truths imbedded in the consciousness of all, though they have not passed into express recognition by ordinary men.”
~ A. E. Waite
“There is a Secret Tradition concerning the Tarot, as well as a Secret Doctrine contained therein.”
~ A. E. Waite
“There are many methods for developing the “sense of symbols” in those who are striving to understand the hidden forces of Nature and Man, and for teaching the fundamental principles as well as the elements of the esoteric language. The most synthetic, and one of the most interesting of these methods, is the Tarot.”
~ P. D. Ouspensky
“Yes, the Tarot contains and expresses any doctrine to be found in our consciousness, and in this sense it h a s definiteness. It represents Nature in all the richness of its infinite possibilities, and there is in it as in Nature, not one but all potential meanings. And these meanings are fluent and ever-changing, so the Tarot cannot be specifically this or that, for it ever moves and yet is ever the same.”
~ P. D. Ouspensky
“In order to become acquainted with the Tarot, it is necessary to understand the basic ideas of the Kabala and of Alchemy. For it represents, as, indeed, many commentators of the Tarot think, a summary of the Hermetic Sciences–the Kabala, Alchemy, Astrology, Magic, with their different divisions. All these sciences, attributed to Hermes Trismegistus, really represent one system of a very broad and deep psychological investigation of the nature of man in his relation to the world of noumena (God, the world of Spirit) and to the world of phenomena (the visible, physical world).”
~ P. D. Ouspensky
“They are psychological images, symbols with which one plays, as the unconscious seems to play with its contents. They combine in certain ways, and the different combinations correspond to the playful development of events in the history of mankind.”
~ C. G. Jung
“The cards of the Tarot are living individuals.”
~ Aleister Crowley
“Remember that the Tarot is a great and sacred arcanum – its abuse is an obscenity in the inner and a folly in the outer. It is intended for quite other purposes than to determine when the tall dark man will meet the fair rich widow.”
~ Jack Parsons
“The tarot is sacred.”
~ Alejandro Jodorowsky
“In essence, there are not really twenty-two trumps, there is only one—the Fool. Al the other trumps live inside (and issue from) the Fool.”
Hux took you out tonight. To get away from the first order. And away from the darkness.
He knew his purpose and knew he shouldn’t feel this way, but when you were around, he could feel himself gravitate toward the light.
He tried to stay away from you because of it. Fearing that you would change him completely. But he couldn’t. He was falling in love with you and there was nothing he could do about it.
As you were both walking, you were laughing. Talking and joking about anything you could think of.
And though, Hux wasn’t someone to show emotion, with you he was an open book.
As you belted out into laughter, he stopped in his stance feeling his stomach flutter as he watched you. Your smile, your laugh your eyes, everything about you was his favorite things in the world. He couldn’t get enough.
Coming down from giggling, you took in a deep breath as your glanced over at him. “What are you staring at? Weirdo.” You chuckled.
He slipped his hands into his pockets and he shrugged his shoulders. “Nothing.” He muttered.
You glared at him, reading his face. “What aren’t you telling me?” You asked.
Hux cleared his throat, growing nervous by the second.
“Well?” You exhaled.
“I love you.” He blurted out.
Your eyes slightly grew, and your breath escaped you. He tried to read your face. To figure out what you were thinking.
But as seconds passed and you were emotionless, he immediately regretted telling you. He started shake his head, and it snapped you out of your trance.
“I’m sorry I should-”
You shut him up by striding over to him and and crashing your lips to his. Taking him by surprise.
“I love you too.” You mumbled in between breaths.
His stomach fluttered and a smile spread across his face. “Promise me something.”
How do you know the angels and the Devil inside me aren’t the same thing? I don’t, but nothing drives people to church faster than the thought of the Devil snapping at their heels. Maybe that was God’s plan all along. Why he created him, allowed him to fall from grace…to become a symbol to be feared, warning to us all, to tread the path of the righteous.
10x23 “Brother’s Keeper” Removal of the Mark and Unleashing of “the Darkness”
So in true switching fashion in fact something was released and it is - as expected - a greater evil than the world has ever known. I am really intrigued by the fact that we will get to know “the Darkness” Dean was struggling with while he carried the mark and what this “Darkness” feeds off of. Pain, fear and desperation, I’d assume. So it’ll be interesting, who it’ll target and what it does to it’s victims (and how they can ever lock it away again, the loc and key has been destroyed - will god come into play to create a new “seal” or “mark?). If the “look” of “the Darkness”: Lightning strikes in red and blue from heaven searing down to the ground (possibly straight into hell) and releasing a smoke like creature. Wait, let me think real quick, where have I seen that before? Lightning strikes awaking a new kind of monster… Right, reminds of Frankenstein’s monster…