#Starbind

[neverburied]

❛   DO YOU HAVE TO BREATHE SO LOUDLY ? ❜ the irritation in rosalie's voice is unmistakable as she cuts a glare over at @starbind from their shared table in that little biology class. ❛ it's a frog. it's not going to hurt you.   ❜

[cthoniian]

secrets have been the currency of the fae courts for so long. alliances made and broken over their presence. gossip the way wars are waged. he'd like to think they were better before their time under the mountain, but in truth he can't say they were. perhaps the lines were less clear cut, perhaps the old lords staked their claim with power and less with politics. but he cannot help but believe the men that rule today are better suited for their roles.

' some secrets may perhaps not be theirs to share. though i would think -- regarding any potential ties between your ... cauldron magiks -- and a mythological court might be worth mentioning. all stories once were based on truth. '

ironic that the human lands have had more information on the dusk court and its seer queen than the fae archives have. he didn't intend to get the others in trouble, particularly feyre -- but he cannot lie that when he'd gone to check helion's library and found that rhyand had been frequenting these same books he'd assumed that it was on her behalf. and reporting to her what he'd found -- it had never been anything but wanting to give her more control. he recognised the autonomy he'd been a part of robbing her of. a life she'd had planned, and then to have it ripped away.

he understood that. he'd had a life planned once. with another woman. and his brother's and father had killed her in front of him and chased him from the court.

that flash of memory has his hands trembling, but he hides it quickly, folding them as he shifts in his seat to watch her. he cannot deny the primal need to please her, to give her everything she could ever desire. but his mate? his mate needs space, distance, control. things he can best do a country away.

' perhaps rhysand just -- didn't know what he'd found? i brought copies, if you wish to see them yourself. the papers i found. '

"what else have they been hiding from me?" // elain & lucien // @starbind

[loath3d]

he'll clear his throat, doing his best to make the sound come across as casual as possible. ❝ i don't know what you're talking about or who told you, but it was just a kiss. that's it. ❞ mor is ready to tease him, he knows it, and she'd be right to. after all, whatever is happening between him and nesta — he can only hope that it's more than a kiss, more than sex. cassian squares his shoulders then, standing a bit straighter as he catches mor's gaze. he can only hope she can see the pain in his eyes without him saying anything, hopes she can tell just how raw his emotions still are towards the archeron sister.

starter for / @starbind

[maimedaffair]

❛   geez , you look like somethin' straight out of dream. ❜ a dopey grin tugs at the angel's lips as he looks over the blonde , peering up at her with a slight squint as if she's truly blinding. he always looks at @starbind like this -- no matter her state , really. ❛   a really good dream. ❜

STARTER CALL ( accepting ! )

[littlequeens]

“ stop pushing me away. i’m not going anywhere, asshole. and as soon as you get that through that thick skull of yours, the better. ” to catra from adora 👀

❛ stop pushing you away ?! ❜ catra asks incredulously, head whipping around to face adora.

she had stalked her former friend horde soldier through the whispering woods and into a first one's temple in hopes of securing entrapta another piece of tech for their weapons. and now they were trapped and helplessly lost.

her jaw hangs open in shock for a moment before she snaps it shut, lips peeling back in a barely contained snarl, tail twitching as her barely contained rage threatened to consume her. god, she was so sick and tired of adora acting holier than thou; that she never broke catra's heart and stomped on the pieces. ❛ oh, that's rich. did you conveniently forget that you left me? I begged you to come home. but I guess I wasn't good enough for you anymore. and I'm done begging for scraps. the horde appreciates me. shadowweaver is scared of me–––– ❜ a bitter laugh, ❛ I don't need you. not anymore. ❜

[toapaixonar]

@starbind continued from here.

frustration burns bright behind golden eyes, head shaking at the other's words. of course she does not understand, how could she? humans cannot even begin to comprehend the complications and ramifications of immortality, just how precious human life is. your eyes seek hers, scoff breaking out of glossy lips. bella swan truly does think being eternally beautiful is the answer to everything. it is not as though you do not love your family, emmett, but it is all so complicated. you had all cheated death, robbed of a chance to rest. you had all killed, souls dying alongside their victims. you all depended on other creatures' sacrifice to exist. every time any of you fed, you were sacrificing yet another part of your soul. and it had never been your choice. ❝ i don't expect you to understand, bella. you thread so carelessly about your life and all the opportunities you have, thinking beauty is everything. you humans are all the same. ❞

[cthoniian]

nyx is the cause of a great deal of chaos, its not that he means to be. it's that his thoughts and feelings are rarely kept to himself, either by incessant chatter - or because keeping a lid on the daementi powers? still doesn't come easy. this means that he's often asked to stay close a member of the family. embarrassing for a young adult fae surely. unless you're nyx - and the idea of spending time with any of the people you love brings you such joy that the shame of needing a glorified babysitter is immediately forgotten.

this is why the morrigan, also known as aunt mor -- finds her nephew practically bouncing on his feet outside her door at the crack of dawn. mug of coffee in hand.

' so where are we going today? is it somewhere fun? somewhere adventerous? or do we have to do court business? 'cause i can put on something formal and pretend to be all serious if you need it. i've been practicing my azriel smoulder. '

he gives an impression of it -- it isn't bad. but it does look out of place on the exuberant youth.

nyx & morrigan // @starbind

[hazerclouddude]

gives u a banan

I don’t have an official ponysona (I did draw my self-insert OC (who I have never publicly shown on tumblr-) as a unicorn pony, but that was just to see what they’d look like-), so I decided to draw Luminous getting it. I tried to draw your OC, but I suck at drawing, and I struggle to properly draw manes, so sorry for doing a pretty bad job-

(Thanks for being the first ask that I’ve gotten in this blog!)

(Obviously non-canon to my Dark Stars Feel Cozy fanfic thing-)

[stevienix]

Night Elf Paladin - Aurora Starbinder

[cthoniian]

this library was a sanctuary. even if she knew she was mostly just hiding from life. from a future… from the truth. being born with a twin, and then losing them — it was like walking around with half of yourself. even if she knew it wasn’t possible, even if she knew it wasn’t true… there’s just something.. aching, about the hole left behind. so she filled it with the silences of this library, filled it with the books she can fill the nights with. but what she isn’t expecting, is anyone to be here. in the depths of this sanctum.

these are the oldest books in the library. the ones in the languages banned here. languages that the librarians keep alive in secret. she recognizes the woman, lilliana. prince dorian brought her here once, not that… gwyn had been stalking. but she had retreated from view and peeked to just make sure they didn’t need anything. they hadn’t. so she’d put it aside and kept up her months of work. but her name wasn’t really lilliana, it was celaena. and she was now the king’s champion.

she’s not sneaking, but she is — quiet as she approaches. a soft hum of acknowledgment —

‘ those aren’t the oldest books. if that’s what you’re looking for. ‘

@starbind // gwyn and aelin

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧

[saturnselkies]

Finally the Jormag/Penelope beach episode

[lady-starbind]

RANDOM SPLATBAND THEORY?! SPECULATION?! OUT OF NOWHERE

Now... what crazy theory has my brainrotted brain come up with?! (dunno if like... you'd call it a theory but like, I'm just speculating but just here me out) WHAT IF YOKO

WAS LIKE... IKKAN'S DAUGHTER?! (or related to him somehow) The reason why I'm speculating this is well... she looks kinda similar to him in some ways. (look at her facial features... the smol eyebrows, the eyemask, her nose, etc.) plus the fact that in the Valentine's artwork, we can clearly see Ikkan peeping from outside the window... could make sense he'd do that if he was her father you know... just checking in and making sure she's ok plus the members of Ink Theory have been stated to have learned music since childhood, and that their music is popular with young and middle aged inklings.... and if Yoko was Ikkan's daughter, I can definitely see her getting a love of music from him since Ikkan himself is very passionate about music (and tbh I could see Ikkan being a middle aged man) I know these ideas are being shared very sloppily and maybe it isn't canon but... I could see it making sense if it was canon it's just something I wanted to share with my fellow Splatband enthusiasts lol

[cthoniian]

his gaze follows her across the room, unwilling though he may be -- even the shadows seem drawn to her golden haze. morrigan is that last flash of golden sunset before the nights darkness wins. there is something in her that inexorably draws him to her. perhaps it is the mysteries that surround her, his shadows who keep quiet regarding her, the usually talkative ones tight lipped. perhaps they know he'd not truly wish to spy upon her. he cares for her. cares for the hurt she so carefully masks behind her strength and flippancy. he can see the cracks just at the edge, and those fascinate him as much as the beauty and power. he rises to refill his wine glass from the sideboard, a dinner called by rhysand to keep them united -- cassian's late and rhysand is still in meetings. so it's left to the two who seem to never speak anything of an meaning to entertain themselves.

' so.. this weather. hm? '

morrigan & azriel // @starbind

[littlequeens]

❛ you look awful. what happened? ❜ lysandra to aelin!!

prompts, always accepting

bloody  footprints  smear  across  the  marbled  floor,  stopping  in  their  tracks  at  the  sound  of  the  courtesans  shrill  voice.  she  takes  a  deep  breath,  as  if  deigning  to  respond  to  her  at  all  is  some  huge  favor.  the  exhaustion  is  bone  deep,  the  path  to  a  hot  bath  and  warm  bed  now  momentarily  blocked  and  souring  her  mood  further.

❛ you  do  know  i'm  an  assassin,  right? ❜   celaena  asks  dryly,  giving  lysandra  a  hard  stare.  the  target  had  been  tipped  off  that  there  had  been  a  hit  placed  on  him  and  put  up  quite  the  fight.  now  she  was  covered  in  blood  and  mud,  and  was  fairly  certain  her  ribs  were  bruised.  the  last  thing  celaena  wanted  to  do  was  make  small  talk  to  arobynn's  pet.     ❛ i  know  men  only  like  you  for  your  looks  but  even  I  expected  you  to  be  smarter  than  that. ❜

[hazerclouddude]

Luminous Starbind’s Old Design.

Yes this was how I originally drew him. He was smaller and his snout was different. This was because I didn’t know the differences between the snouts males and females have in MLP: FIM, so I drew him with the wrong snout (and he was shorter.) I decided to change him, mostly because I thought he looked too similar to Comet Tail (one of the background ponies)

Okay I guess they kind of still look a bit similar, but I think this looks a bit more unique.

Also I changed his cutie mark from the star being bound to an anchor, to being bound to a Unicorn’s hoof, so it makes more sense with his name now.

[mattfoggyfanartarchive]

[ID: 2 black and white gifs of Netflix Daredevil featuring Matt and Foggy during a law school flashback. They are walking outside and Matt has his arm thrown around Foggy's shoulder as Foggy says something, gesticulating wildly. He throws his head back laughing and then hops for joy. The second gif shows the end of the hop from the back. /end ID]

#what a cutie jfc #@god wHY?!