#It's very warm and feels safe

[puppetmaster13u]

What if instead of being batman

Mothman

Would the robins still be robins? Who knows.

Mothman is definitely fluffier and might be seen less often than canon batman but honestly who knows.

I do want to say that the robins are based off of other moths and butterflies whenever they start doing their own thing.

For example Nightwing could be based off of a blue morpho

[mockingjaylad]

More flightless wings Tim !!!!! Just some doodles from class ^_^

[rat-rosemary]

Dream is the god of false luck. Of shifting change. Of shoving everything in your pockets so you have a way out hours later. Of jumping from cliffs with half of a plan. Of Deus Ex Machinas made days earlier one the few seconds you had to breathe in the middle of a chase.

Of making it all look magic, like you can twist reality while hiding your bloody knuckles behind your back

No matter what happens the dsmp still prays to him.

In lmanburg Wilbur would leave a small offering to Dream before going to fight them same man. Karl would mutter a small prayer before making a particularly stupid prank to get the attention of a married man. Tommy screamed a plea as he stumbled and fell from the obsidian grid, managing to snatch a water bucket from his inventory just in time.

All but two of them keep their bonds to the god they lock away under obsidian and lava.

Sam breaks his the day he becomes the Warden, locking the rosary he has carried for years in a box in his base and never touching again

(The way his body becomes stiff and cold does not bother him. It doesn't. His duty comes first, even if he doesn't know what to do now that his body doesn't seem to move like it used to)

Quackity breaks his the day before his first visit to the prison, easily throwing his rosary into the flames of the fireplace in the office of his new empire

(His wings ache where they're bound to his back, his skin tingles, so cold and hard compared to the fluid metarmothis he got used to for years. He imagines being able to absorb the divinity that pours out of Dream through his skin, holds back the urge to eat his heart)

Quackity wanted endless luck. He wanted everything to always go exactly as planned, for all the pieces to fall into place

But the only luck that is certain is a gun with six bullets pressed against your temple.

[kentophilia]

ykw. fuck it.

i'll continue writing out of spite. i fucking refuse to let these feelings win. i'm writing because i like it, i'm writing what i want to write and read and i'm happy if even one person likes it too.

yes the tumblr algorithm fucking sucks and i know i'm not alone and i know these feelings will come back but i am too fucking stubborn to let this hobby go. that's what it is, a hobby. and it shouldn't stress me out to this point it's supposed to bring me joy.

thank you for the support and love you've given me, i genuinely appreciate it very much and i hope that despite me sometimes casting a depressing shadow over everything you can still enjoy my works. i loved writing every single one and will continue to do so. this is my fucking blog my fucking hobby and tumblr can suck my fucking dick.

[geeky-nightphilosopher]

Leverage and Leverage Redemption restores my faith in humanity- and I can't tell if that's sad or not.

[amariemelody]

Today I went on my first-ever date with another lady!

We met on the dating site H.E.R after chatting for over a month and though I was terrified of my 1st date as a bisexual woman, I'm also so, so very proud of myself for going thru with it.

Overall, my date was so very kind, attentive, funny, and pretty! She gave me a warm, tight hug when we met outside the burger joint; we chatted casually as we waited in line (she thought I was shy at first...and I was!!); she insisted I order first; she likes her iced tea sweet like I do.

She likes vanilla milkshakes with whipped cream and I like cheer-wine floats; she shared chicken wings with me and I shared french fries with her; when I teased her that she's nasty for liking bleu cheese dip, she unironically bought me hot pleasantly mild sauce for my fries and insisted it was mine; we both made each other burst out laughing with personal stories and anecdotes; we shared some minor pain with respect; she likes red and sportswear and I like pink and Barbie; she gave me an even bigger, tighter hug at the end of the date...the kind that makes my ribs hurt a little and makes my back feel squished.

Just the kind of hug I like.

She thinks I'm adorable as anything.

I'm not too sure where it's all going to go yet, but I cannot wait for our 2nd date to a movie next week! Gah!

-swoons-

@alexseanchai, @bittylildragon.

[girlboyburger]

pnw dragon? 🥺 👀

yessss!!! since my move is fast approaching, i've been yearning deeply for the giant trees and fresh air and fog and moss and ocean of the pnw. i really want to make some pieces of my WIP dragon character soaring through the pines or searching for mushrooms in the undergrowth as soon as i'm done with it. ...honestly, i'd LOVE to do a paint over with some cool PNW photography in particular. here's one i've wishfully made my phone wallpaper, via j-k-i-n-g

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

So I was reading articles about John Hurt (as I do when I procrastinate on life in general lol) and I saw a still shot of a movie I’ve never seen still shots of before; so I looked it up. It’s a play. I was worried I wouldn’t find it in full online; but I did, so here it is in all its glory:

He’s just… ugh I want to gently hold his face in my hands he’s just so sad and lonely with his weepy voice and eye bags. I couldn’t process half of what he said but I think this is a warning about always speed-running through life to get to the next good thing. We should appreciate the moment; because in the end, we’ll have nothing at all but our memories. If we rush through life, we won’t have any memories to keep us warm at night when the chill of death creeps up on us in our old age.

Also, spool, spooooooooooollll…….

spoooooooooooooooooooooolllllll [cackles in mentally unstable]

@kaleidoscopr @theindo @possessedbydevils @randomtwospirit

[torgawl]

diluc's sun symbolism and parallels with alchemy

the magnum opus, also called great work, is the alchemical term for the process of working with the prima materia (or aether) - primitive formless base of all matter - to create the philosopher's stone - substance capable of turning base metals into gold or silver and, additionally, believed to make up an elixir of life which made rejuvenation and immortality possible. all metals in alchemy are associated with celestial bodies, gold and silver being associated with the sun and moon, respectively.

the original four stages of the magnum opus included:

nigredo, the blackening

albedo, the whitening

citrinitas, the yellowing

rubedo, the reddening

alchemists used to believe each of the metals grew under the influence of a particular heavenly body and so the connection between metallurgy and celestial bodies came to be. the process of the magnum opus can, therefore, be seen not only as the transformation of impure metals into gold or silver but as the transformation of night in day, which ties with its cyclical nature. if nigredo and albedo are symbolically connected with the moon, citrinitas and rubedo are tied to the sun.

besides the straightforward association betweent the cosmos and alchemy, the process can also be interpreted under a psychological lense. the first metal, lead (representing aether), is the personification of the ego, which must be purified in order to free the soul. is is through the lessons of time that transcendence of the cycle of life and death (like a samsara) is possible, becoming, at the end, beings filled with light and life - as pure as gold, or the sun.

in summary, what happens in each step:

nigredo

all ingredients have to be cleansed and cooked extensively to a uniform black matter. psychologically, it is referred to as the "dark night of soul" and it's the stage of confrontation with the shadow within and it represents putrefaction and spiritual death.

albedo

washing away of impurities, bringing light and clarity to the prima materia. it represents cleansing and spiritual enlightenment, often depicted by the imagery of the white elixir or moonlight. this process symbolises the growing awareness and integration of personal opposites – your anima and animus, the feminine and masculine aspects within all individuals.

citrinitas

besides the literal change in color, it symbolizes the enlightenment and dawning of knowledge as materials are purified and perfected. it's the drawing of the "solar light" inherent in one's being meaning the reflective "lunar or soul light" is no longer necessary. it signifies maturation and a step closer to achieving the ultimate goal of alchemical work. it can symbolize the emergence of consciousness from the shadowy unconscious.

rubedo

final stage of the process, it signifies the achievement of the goal. it’s associated with the act of coagulation where the material achieves absolute perfection and unification and it encompasses the ideas of unity and integration (conjunction), symbolizing the full realization of the philosopher’s stone. the philosopher’s stone is not merely a literal stone but a concept that embodies perfection, enlightenment, and ultimate knowledge. attaining it means achieving unity of opposites and representing the redemption and transformation of base matter into spiritual gold. it's an attempt to integrate the psychospiritual outcomes of the other 3 stages into a coherent sense of self before re-entry in the world, the merging of the ego and the self, resulting in a balanced and fully realized individuality.

it was through researching a bit more on the symbolism of each stage that i recognised the parallels between diluc's character and the two final and consequent steps, which i believe he embodies.

citrinitas as a stage of awakening, being associated with the rising sun or dawn - imagery that surrounds diluc -, and rubedo as the reunification of opposites to create the whole. rubedo manifests through symbols like the phoenix (bird reborn from its ashes, illustrating regeneration and the cyclical nature of transformation) and its colour is akin to things like fire or blood (as an embodiment of life), that are also alusive of transformation.

diluc's character - his red aethetic, his association with fire, dawn, birds of knowledge and the phoenix, the blood he spilled throughout his journey (the gloves with red palms) - and his ministrations as the darknight hero, facing darkness and illuminating the night with his flames, mirror both citrinitas and rubedo quite perfectly. starting with his own name that is derived from diluculum, or 'daybreak' in latin. his family owns the "dawn winery"; and, his 5th constellation is called "phoenix, harbinger of dawn" - which shares name with the sword "harbinger of dawn", that "once shone like the sun", reminiscent of diluc's own path shifting from proudly and openly having the title of "dawn knight" as part of the knights of favonious to secluding himself in the shadows after his father's death.

the rebirth aspect of rubedo is very akin to diluc's own life too. the person he used to be transformed completely after his 18th birthday. not only design-wise, with the shift from light coloured clothes to primarily red and black, but also his views and personality.

unlike his outgoing and unrestrained demeanour during his childhood, diluc became a reserved and quiet adult. he believed in the system (knights of favonious) and the honour of serving his paeople as part of it. that innocent devotion and good intent suddenly changed when he saw his father die due to the knight's inefficiency and he learned of the ongoing corruption and willingness to taint the image of an innocent person for their own benefit. after a period of rage, diluc decided to take the safety of the people of mondstadt onto his own hands and started purging darkness during the night bringing light to people's lives as the darknight hero, becoming a vigilante. this "fake" light diluc used to represent contrasts the "true" light he gained after maturing. much like albedo adds light to the prima materia, but that isn't the light necessary for transformation and enlightment (sun light). rubedo is also, specifically, associated with antecipating the emergence of a crowned king or a figure wearing red clothes and one of diluc's titles is "uncrowned king of monstadt".

with diluc's assocation with withcraft and the hexenzirkel, and my belief that the ragnvindr are connected to alchemy and, perhaps, khaenri'ah, i wouldn't discard the possibility that these parallels might be intentional. but regardless, i feel like it's a fun detail. especially when kaeya is so associated with blue, silver and the moon (eclipse dynasty).

there's actually an alchemical stage between citronitas and rubedo called cauda pavonis (peacock's tail), a state between "sleep" and wakefulness. in this stage, instead of association to one colour, an entire array of colours appears, like the iridescent tail of a peacock. this is a bit reminiscent of this dainsleif quote about khaenri'ah, that talks about people "who dream of dreaming". an array of colours is lso interesting because of the connection between light and the different elements (elements originating in the light realm, realm of the dragons). traveler's ascension gemstone also remotely looks like a light prism instead of a one colour/element gemstone, like other characters. and we know, similar to the third descender, traveler is compatible with elements in teyvat.

this breakdown in colours or components is what paves the way for the unification that follows. this unification in alchemy represents the union of opposites, a sacred marriage of the polarities inherent in the universe (e.g. sun and moon, king and queen). the act of combining them leads to the birth of something new and transcendent, an harmonious whole - philosopher's stone. psychologically, it represents introspection, confrontation, and recognition, as well as acknowledging and embracing the diversity within. though i don't think this stage is particularly reminiscent of kaeya besides the duality inherent to his character.

i don't know if anyone will find this interesting but i thought it would be fun to make a more extensive post on it so here it is!!

sources: wikipedia; other sites (1, 2 and 3).

[lesbianpegbar]

another small more personal thing that gets me about this arc and this chapter esp is being someone who lives in a small town near the ocean and just like. i know exactly what that walk on the beach at the end of the day with people close to you is like. i can feel the sand i can hear the waves i can smell the salt in the air and hear the thoughtless conversations and its just something very nostalgic to me and it hit me harder than i thought it would

[arlo-venn]

Someone found Arlo’s new bed ☁️

[purpleguitar]

i randomly started one spring night in the lunchroom but i think i'm falling in love - the directing is beautiful, shots are usually a bit far away so the characters are part of the environment but i'm blown away by how calm everything is, it feels intimate and geniune. and the leads have such warm chemistry, the soundtrack is making me yearn for something i don't know or have, it's just. aaa such good vibes

[hella1975]

i want to see what england is like in the winter. do u like the winter there or do u prefer summer?

hmmm this is hard to answer because i prefer summer in the sense that i get to do things and im not being battered by mental illness quite as much and the sun is out etc etc, but i do think im incredibly guilty of romanticising autumn/winter and seeing as the question is about england in winter i think i'll lean towards that because the things i love about summer here are things i love about summer IN GENERAL whereas the winter months have some more specifically england reasons. like yes it gets dark at 6pm and it rains more often than it doesnt and the entire country exists under a grey blanket of puddles and clouds for four slutty slutty months, but also... i guess there's a sense that this is what it's supposed to be like. like THAT is england in a way the bright sunny summers aren't. england is wet and miserable which means we function best when it's wet and miserable, so i always think everyone feels very settled in winter. we get comfortable. we wrap up warm. we make soup. we put the kettle on. going to the pub feels cosier. you sit in a booth with your friends and get a pint. the last bus hasn't left yet but it's already dark out. sometimes it snows and settles on the countryside and it's beautiful. we have bonfire night in november where everyone waves sparklers in a muddy field and we eat toffee apples and still-warm donuts and we watch fireworks and light a big bonfire. in winter all the historical buildings look less out of place, every exposed beam and crooked alley and cobbled street appearing exactly as they should against the elements. all the english ever do is talk about the weather but winter makes it all feel more contained. strangers on the street will laugh with you about the rain. old people will start small talk at bus shelters about the lack of rain. the christmas lights reflect in the puddles on the street.

[dutybcrne]

Since taking part in the Tsaritsa’s service, Tartaglia is quite adamantly against being called ‘Ajax’. The name reminds him too much of the person his parents still mourn and wish he was, plus it really doesn’t suit him as much anymore, with the way he’s making his own name for himself. Tartaglia is his preferred form of address, Childe the second. But never Ajax.

[microwave-prince]

They're so silly I love them. If you need me I'll be babbling in the tags as per usual

[yelenapines]

my friends can talk all the shit they want cavetown is the most comfort artist to ever comfort artist