#Fate Weavers

[magic-is-something-we-create]

have some Fun™ sudden-onset magical chronic illness in these trying times

transcript in alt text as always

[rabbitdoesarts]

Wouldn't you like a taste of the power? Wouldn't you like to use more than words? Deep in the night the fight lasts for hours You can be hurt or you can beat her

Wouldn't you like to have some of the magic? Wouldn't you like your outcome preferred? Deep in the night the fight can be tragic I'll help you conquer her

I only started listening to Wouldn't You Like from Epic: The Musical yesterday and I already have two drawings based on the song because god do the lyrics fit the vibe of the devil on Kole's shoulder.

[trash-sidhe]

so i came up with a 27th world idea and couldn't not draw for it......

coleophae

Coleoptera - beetle

Phae- fae spelled weirdly

the fateweavers

It's with my friend @dressed-in-rouge who did the original formifer concept thats on the page

Ill have more to say later but it's late and my arm is sore and I don't wanna type

[drrav3nb]

ALIENS (dir. James Cameron)

+ RIPLEY, HICKS & NEWT being a family

[mareastrorum]

Speculation: I think Predathos can attune more strongly to either Vordo or Ethodek. The gold is the tell that it's currently Vordo, resulting in resistance or immunity to radiant damage. Ethodek's domain was darkness and winter, so that might be cold or necrotic damage instead. It remains to be seen if this results in a vulnerability to some other kind of damage.

[little-noko]

You guys met Emyl and Judge, here some more deities I designed to flesh out the lore of where they came from ~ Fate Weaver looks after the threads of fates of human beings. Bravery imbue people with courage and look after people in times of hunt and battle. Marsh looks over the marshlands and their ecosystems.

While some deity have very vague roles and concept, some are more straight forward and I wanted to have some fun playing with body shape overall. Despite how distinct they are, they have element that links them together making them look like one very weird and complicated family like every pantheon does X'D.

Art & Characters(c) @little-noko

[madcat-world]

Dunamancer Weaver - Irina Nordsol Kuzmina

[venti-death-watch]

so on top of like, every ratiorine roleswap/personality swap au being just kaeya & albedo 2.0, now i have the additional realization that my nihility genius society!aventurine is just…… mini nous.

like the whole taller blue & black open chested leaning-more-toward-mischief one versus the shorter blue & white deadpan-ish researcher. jesus christ.

AND THEN my aventurine does probability to the point that he’s considered psychic… like that is what nous became an aeon around. jesus christ. nihility aven is not only considered sacrilege because he chose the name ananke (ananke = necessity to nous = intellect), he’s also hated because people see him as attempting to usurp nous/become nous 2.0.

[chaosgene]

Mood board by: @the-marron

Fic Link:

Title: Time Weave

Pairing: Time Engraver /Fate Weaver (Bai Yu)

Fandom: L'Oreal 'Time Engraver' Commercial

Tags: Falling in Love, Crossover Pairings, Considered as Crackship, Crack Taken Seriously, Fluff, Slight Angst, Bai Yu/Zhu Yilong Character Combination

Synopsis:

“We don't choose who we love, if we did, then it would be too easy. Wouldn't it? My job is to choose the best match for their hearts. It is up to them if they want to accept my thread or not.”

Time Engraver meets the company of a rather elusive but popular entity who isn't affected by his powers.

Author's Note:

With the power vested in me, I now pronounce this ship as officially sailing ✨ here is the fic that I promised! Special thanks to @the-marron for giving me ideas and for being my beta reader for this fic ✨💖 the power of shared braincells works wonders. Thank you as well for dragging me to the Weilan Derivatives rabbit hole, now I'm not getting out, thank you 🤣

Please enjoy, everyone 💖💖

[corvianbard]

#6264

Moros, the impending doom, Weaver of fate that is of gloom, Let every pain grow and bloom.

[tewwor]

* & THE MARKED — WEAVER AND ORIGINAL SECT .

There's a stranger among their ranks, now.

Average height. Lean, almost a rail thin build. Botched bleach-crisped hair. All in all, fairly unassuming and harmless at first sight. But Weaver is new here. Crux's sect is just as strange to them as they are to the group. Here, there's community. Still a little strained and worn thin in certain areas, but there is an unmistakable bond that helps them all succeed. Most importantly, these people stick to their original code and purpose. To kill the supernatural that harms mankind. No more, no less.

Not like their previous faction.

Weaver watched them unfold by the edges of their ethics. Untethered themselves to be on the same level as the creatures they swore to kill. No, lower than that. They all stooped low enough to push past the morally grey. Submerged themselves into an all consuming pitch black instead. Where the hunters willingly became monsters, and the monsters were the ones that needed to be saved.

It started with the higher ups. Perhaps not by the overseer alone, but there was definitely a collaborative effort between their advisor and more seasoned Marked. Their plan to make the hunts... Easier, more convenient, for themselves first — everyone else second — slid under the other sect's noses for the longest time. Immortal beings were caught and kept captive. Not just to study them and figure out better, more efficient, ways to kill them.. But to also reap the benefits of meeting quota that much quicker. Make a few thousand bucks or five at the same time to anyone else just as fucked up and hungry as them.

Greed had become their sole purpose in life. Their creed. And it made Weaver sick.

Listen to the right grapevines and rumors will surface about how Weaver was at the heart of their downfall. Allegedly, they gathered the remaining few within that rotting sector that hadn't gone rogue. Even managed to grab the attention and alliance of The Council for a better chance of execution. The rebellion kept their ploy to usurp secret enough that it succeeded, yes, but at the price of everyone's life. Everyone but them.

And now they're here. Shocked silent by the stark contrast. This is everything they've always thought the Marked should be. But too much damage's been done. The trust they'd been reborn with has long since shattered. Still, they linger. Just on the outskirts of their too loud, too effective ways as a stranger. For now.

[magic-is-something-we-create]

The Millennium Saga Book Four: Fate Weavers - a formal WIP intro

This is book four of The Millennium Saga! Intros for the first three can be found here: Firebreathers [X], Echoseers [X], and Goddess-Touched [X]

“It’s only happening to one piece of him at a time,” she says. “You take the left. I’ll take the right.” A bleary blink, as her words sink in. A flicker of hope—one I have to nurture, because I can’t handle the idea of losing it—and I join her in reaching for him, even as his extremities spasm and dematerialize in random, quick bursts. And together, we lift him up. Her sea-slick, shivering hand clasps my shoulder as I clasp hers, each with one of my brother’s arms thrown over our necks. Her grip is tight, even as her breaths are shallow, and mine still pants little clouds into the night air as we limp towards the shore. As we drag him—no. As we drag ourselves, because even accounting for the periodically-disappearing limbs, he’s easily twenty pounds lighter than he should be, his cheeks hollow and stomach concave and wrists sharp when they’re material. As we drag ourselves along, step by painful step, the rest of the world starts gradually coming back into focus.

Genre: High fantasy/Steampunk Target Audience: New Adult/Adult POV: First person present, Multi-POV Themes: Anti-Imperialism, trauma and recovery, hope and hopelessness, the stigma surrounding mental illness, the differences between vengeance, atonement, and justice, the separation between faith, religion, and deities, death and life and which one defines humanity more, and the struggle to rebuild after disaster.

Draft one in extremely early stages as of October 27th, 2024.

A Flex is a life altering thing, on the off chance of survival.

A second Flex is almost unheard of.

An interrupted song; a plea from Death Herself; a single voice calling for understanding and forgiveness, lost amid the tide. And the savior, bedridden, while everyone who has just become survivor races to pick up the pieces of what he’s done.

And in the potential end that all diplomacy fails, that the land-walking people of the world must retreat inland and up-tree, there still need to be options.

To Andy, those options center airships. To Nimbus, they center hovertech. To Annie, it’s peace with The Shadow. To Isa, the wounded. To Ember, their family, safe, alive—a goal that feels further from reach every moment.

And to Lakia, those options center vengeance.

The ocean has yet to quiet. The Fourth Eternal has yet to show her face.

And time is running out for the world.

The taglist for The Millennium Saga will now be maintained below the cut on this post! If you'd like to join it, let me know in which ever way is most comfortable for you!

In addition to that, you'll also find another version of the banner below, because while this one was my favorite of the versions I tried, I am quite proud of the glass and ironwork on the other one.

Taglist:

@ladywithalamp ; @lavenderrosewrites ; @47crayons ; @writeblrfantasy ; @ashen-crest 

@dragon-swords-prophecies ; @faithfire ; @lexiklecksi ; @writingrosesonneptune ; @trixierosewrites

Alternate banner:

[rabbitdoesarts]

Inktober Day 13: Strings

With the threads of fate being a big thing in this campaign, what better thing to draw for today than the Fate Weavers?

[hriobzagelthewanderer]

[closed starter for @shatteredwastes - based off this post]

He had hoped to let her take things at her own pace, tried to let things come into their own without him trying to push or nudge them along... but that was not how things were going to turn out at this rate, are they?

He does not need visions of the future, nor the words of an oracle, to see where this all was headed, where it all could end up.

You did not rescue Claudia and grant her shelter to see her die, nor did you promote Amata and tie her to everyone in order to see herself pull away from the world.

Another part of you is caustically giddy at the irony, a hermit trying to stop another from becoming a hermit as well. You... are doing your best to keep that side of you in check, scathing commentary is ill advised for this after all.

Not when every moment you grow closer to her, to the chamber hidden away within your heart the Halls, you feel the anguish brewing within her. The frustration, the sorrow, the isolation, even surrounded by an ever-growing veritable kingdom of individuals joining under and rallying to your banner... and that gnaws at you more than you've tried to let on.

...but that was a mistake, wasn't it? Sometimes words still speak louder than actions, and clearly words are needed now.

You can only hope you can help her, given how much you have already failed her.

You take a breath, then cross the threshold, in more ways than one, as you enter her chamber - not her quarters, but the hidden room that contained her true core.

Another part of you wonders at the prominence of that observation, as if wondering if this too was a mistake... or rather if there could be more done for her here. That thought lingers as you enter the room, and Amata's focus.

[krakenator]

the most important part of being a warlock is being an excellent wingman @rjmeta @hexabeast

[tysaescorner]

A few years ago when I first started on tumblr, I came across this post https://www.tumblr.com/tysaescorner/719479862700670976/stellawitchcraft-ive-been-meaning-to-make-some?source=share by @stellawitchcraft and I remember thinking to myself, “man, that is so neat and such a great idea! especially if one is always on the go or lacking the physical space for their altar.” Needless to say, it left a huge impact on me.

Recently-ish, it crossed my feed again when I wanted to create a #Pathway altar for my personal practice--because it dawned on me that since I’m also an artist, I could just DRAW it and use it--and I was reinspired! For me, I wanted to include all 6 elements, and all 13 solar signs. I also added my art for one of my water spirits, as well as how Venus came to me in meditation a month or so ago.

SO. Here are my digital sketchbook altars (the one in my sketchbook is currently in use). May you find inspiration everywhere!