#and lantarns

[onewiththestarss]

[riku-in-japan]

Day 9 Nara (2)

So, Todai-ji. Gigantic buddha...

It's hard to convey it's size in a photo, but yes, it was huge. The temple and the grounds around it are really pretty. Not sure what else to say about it.

From there we fed a few more deer, then headed to Kasuga Taisha. I think my husband was actually starting to get a bit tired of being dragged from place to place at this point. (Oops?) Not my fault he did not prepare himself and failed to bring himself some sort of lunch! (Is it?) I assumed he realized we'd be away from the restaurants while in Nara park... (and he didn't want udon, the one proper food we could get.)

So, with a hungry husband in tow, we visited Kasuga Taisha. So pretty! So many lantarns. It's too bad they clearly aren't meant to light up. Looked inside, completely empty. Made for candles it seems. But they did have this one dark room to show people what it would look like to have the lantarns lit up.

Originally I had planned to go to Wakasuyama from here, but my feet were already hurting and climbing a mountain did not seem a good idea. So, instead we headed back to the station. Dropped by the McD for some lunch... I mean, we needed something quick and my husband doesn't seem much of a fan of simple Japanese dishes.

Then we had some fun at the arcade and gacha town near the station... for some reason they thought it was a good idea to play "We wish you a merry christmas" on repeat. And their crane games are really righed, like every places. Perfectly grabbed toys suddenly dropping to the floor... It's really no fun anymore.

After a bit we headed back to the station and returned to Osaka.

[naturecopy]

🔥 The Lantarn Fly (Pyrops candelaria) is a type of planthopper!

[twistpixel]

It’s so stupid and indulgent or whatever but I do love the idea of J just batting away magical powers and lantarn rings like he went through all the trouble of learning everything in the AC and realized it’s really just not for him. No thanks.

[deew4373]

Happy Halloween from Ghostwolf, Skelton and the walking Jack o lantarn (at Freedom Square) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkYW8KyrTEwl_ttX68JFN8M528CIBP6U5R8K040/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[missmaxime]

Brio - in a vehicle plus life or death for the prompts ❤️

I don't know why I let myself so these prompts, they always spiral 🙈🙈 It's not gonna be a WIP, it's not gonna be a WIP

It’s still early, just past nightfall. Yet Rio can feel the hum of the string music in his ears and the stench of cigars weighing him down as if he could fall deep into slumber. Be it not for the hourlong carriage ride ahead – insisted he be spending the night at his family’s mid-town estate instead of a guestroom at his uncle's country mansion.

Dealings have been – there’s a lot of discussion points that lie ahead tomorrow. Caught between his own ambitions and the ego of a man twice his age and half his talent. He sinks back against the slick leather of the bench, it eases his discomfort just enough. Refused to take the larger, more lavish one – he’d rather arrive on horseback, anyway (Like a peasant, his grandmother would scold at the suggestion).

Mick, caught aback by his too-soon departure, is still retrieving the horses from the stables. Said it might be a little while before all would be in place. It’s alright, as long as he can steer away from any unnecessary socialite parties. It’s not lost on him the ladies of a certain standing his grandmother invites over for dinner on a much more frequent basis, smiling tight lipped at him, goading him, as he remained pleasant yet pointedly uninterested.

She must have send word to his aunt, for him staying solemnly in the carriage was not solely motivated of clearing his head after a harsh day of business, having his aunt send over flocks of undesirable prospects had him crawling out of his skin.

It’s fully dark inside, few parts inside lit for the harsh light of the moon on this particularly clear night.

He can’t blame the intruder for tearing open the door and thinking they can hide unseen from whatever noises he hears high up the hill.

For a few seconds he listens to her quick pants, fast trying to regain control of her lungs. In her hand there’s a bag, it’s faint but as she sways he can hear metal or something clinging like softly licked wind chimes.

Without a sound he takes out his handgun, clicks it audibly.

She gasps, stumbles as she tries to twist around too fast and falls back onto the bench across from him.

There’s a lantern next to him he has burning fast, casting the whole inside of the vehicle in a sea of orange. “Y’know,” he starts, adjusting the light. “They don’t take thieving lightly around here.”

Her hood has dropped to her shoulders, revealing a pale face with large blue eyes, her hair falling around her face like a servant. Her lips purse at his words, no doubt feigning confidence. “I only took what’s mine.”

He narrows his eyes at her, and he can see it – the moment she shifts, lets the cloak slide of her shoulders, pastes a look on her face he can see is unfitting to who he just saw. Something that fits her like a glove, only boring, offensive even compared to battle-ax that just broke in and stole her bag of trinkets.

“Think they gonna buy that?" he asks, unfazed. Outside murmur increases and there’s a torch nearing across the dark lawn.

Her face is inches from falling, eyes the gun still pointed at her, resting lazily on his leg – only it doesn’t. “No one saw me.”

“Yeah, who am I? Some stable boy or kitchen maid you can buy off with a coin or two?”

“Worth a shot,” it dribbles nonchalantly from her lips, but he can see her fidgeting with the belt of her dress as the noises outside start to take shape.

There’s something entertaining though, having this woman here. Not brave enough to test his aim and make a run for it, but feisty enough to talk back like that. Doesn’t she know who he is?

Feet away he can hear the shoes of horses clunk onto the pebbles, signaling Mick’s soon return. The horses neigh as a man must strike up conversation with him. A man that works for his uncle and will likely deliver him with the much too soon departure of his nephew. He groans inwardly, can only imagine now how much disrespect he’ll take from that. Setting him back a whole day of negotiations.

“Come here,” he tells the woman, pushing the gun back into his coat.

When she doesn’t act he takes her hand and pulls her into his lap. He searches her eyes, finds a sudden comprehension in his intentions, regardless of how vague the reason for those might be to her.

And he can’t say it’s unpleasant, feels a soft and feminine body curl into him under the shapeless sack she’s wearing. Unspoken, her mouth falls open, and he licks his lips taking it in.

Her hands circle around his neck, at the exact moment his hand slides into her hair. She doesn’t hesitate, leaning down to capture his bottom lip with hers, nibbles on it as if she’s shy about it. Contrary to how she moves against him in his lap.

Even before she has a chance to fully pull back he follows her, pushes and bites her lips until she sighs and keens so wanton against him. At first opportunity he licks into her mouth, revels in how she pushes back playfully, nails driving marks into his neck.

It’s unclear if it is only seconds or minutes, but he groans when she startles and leans back as some idiot pulls open the door.

One of his uncle’s guards, as he predicted. Face falling from an ah-ha to an oh-shit in a span of half a second when his eyes fall onto Rio’s face. “Sir, apologies.”

She has hidden her face in his neck, shielded from view. Smart girl.

He slides his hand over her ass, squeezes, making her yelp. “None taken,” he replies, stern but friendly. “Send my apologies to my uncle. I find myself… otherwise occupied.”

It's a short goodbye as the guard nods curtly and closes the door again.

She retracts herself from her hiding spot, face open. “Uncle?” Finally it seems like pieces of the puzzle are falling into place. “You’re Lord Gutiérrez.”

His thumb is still rubbing circles on the top her thigh, and she shows no sign of putting a stop to that, feels comfortable even.

“And who do I have the pleasure with?”

Doubt lingers in those seas of blue, as if he won’t be able to find out within hours – well, Mick will do that – if he wants to. Maybe he’ll send him to do a little recon on her anyway.

“Elizabeth Marks.”

The carriage pulls forward, Elizabeth falling into his chest as it does. “Where are we going?” she breathes hot against him.

“Somewhere you can keep your head and your booty, and I my flawless reputation. If you don’t have any objections against that?”

“Okay,” she nods, far too compliant.

Yeah. He’s definitely sending Mick out tomorrow, perhaps tonight. If only for his own piece of mind.

[huariqueje]

Flowers for Rossana's friend    -   Erik Mattijssen ,  2011.

Dutch , b . 1957 -

Pastel and gouache ,  38 x 34 cm.

[lotusprincessblog]

Traveller and Xiao

[callykarishokka]

IS PUGGLE TIME

Jack-o-lanTARN

...I thought it was funny, at least.

https://www.ebay.com/itm/113889815379

[kaikudo]

Remy silhouette in a chef hat from Disney Ratatouille. . The mirror flip the silhouette lol Made this whole thing from scratch. We had a Halloween event at work and we can dress up. I work at bar and get dirty easy so made this boi :D I love how simple it was to make and it look pretty good. . . . #holloweencostume #costume #disney #disneyratatouille #diy #cartoon #movie #ratatouille #remy #rat #chefhat #hat #lightup #lantarn #silhouette #shadow #papercraft #art #myart https://www.instagram.com/p/B4GIfgkjSEA/?igshid=1v5gney42bwk9

[gwynne-fics]

31 Days of AUs: Hogwarts

Requested by @delphiac

Love o2o -- The Gaming Gang

one. It is an unspoken fact that Slytherins collect Hufflepuffs. It is a lesser known fact that Slytherins do not like to share their Hufflepuffs, especially with other Slytherins. When Xiao Nai notices KO watching the Hufflepuff he considers his, (Hao Mei), he clenches his jaw and tries not to get possessive.

Yu Banshan rolls his eyes because he does know that Slytherins collect Hufflepuffs and with the way Ravenclaws and Gryffindors can get, it’s nice to have a Slytherin around. “You might have to give him up,” he says one night while they are in the library working on herbology, much to Xiao Nai’s consternation. “He has a short attention span.”

“Not with herbology,” Xiao Nai grumbles. “And he’s late.”

Hao Mei suddenly bursts in and his cheeks are flushed. “There is a new Ravenclaw Seeker. Let’s go watch her practice!”

two. Bei Weiwei lands her broom lightly on the pitch and laughs as her bunkmates bring her water and start fanning her. “It’s just flying,” she points out as she looks around. There are more than just Ravenclaws in the background stands. “Why are so many people here? It’s just practice.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Ling says quickly as Shishi urges her back to the dorms. “Erxi is stuck at the doors again and needs your help. Weiwei tries not to laugh as they come upon their bunkmate yelling at the raven who guards the dormitory.

“Weiwei,” Erxi cries and runs over to tug on the sleeve of her quidditch robes. “Weiwei, it won’t let me in and I have a whole three pages of homework to finish.”

Weiwei just smiles and goes up to the raven. “Riddle, please.”

This lovely maiden eats no meat and only eats leaves. She labors each day, spinning and weaving for others. Who is she?

“That isn’t the one it gave me,” Erxi grumbles. “Mine was about brothers and soup.”

“A silkworm,” Weiwei responds. The doors open and Erxi cheers in delight.

three. Xiao Nai doesn’t often flop onto his bed and sigh but he does after the impromptu outing to watch Bei Weiwei practice with her team. Of course, he knows who she is, but he never really cared about rumors and gossip or how often Yu Banshan sighs over pretty girls. Lots of girls are pretty. He doesn’t need to sigh over it.

Xiao Nai sighs and catches KO smirking at him.

“I don’t think I can beat her.”

KO shrugs. “Just don’t let her win. No one likes that.”

“Hao Mei is my friend.”

Another shrug. “He can have more than one friend.” He pauses. “You do know the difference between letting a girl win because she’s a girl and competing appropriately without malice, right?”

“Don’t insult me.”

four. “I think Xiao Nai is looking at you,” Erxi whispers during breakfast. Weiwei tries to ignore her and focus on her divination homework instead. Too many people keep telling her that Xiao Nai is looking at her and the last thing she needs is another explosion of the school rumor mill after her supposed breakup with Zhen Shaoxing.

She keeps trying to tell herself that she doesn’t care if Xiao Nai looks at her. He’s the Slytherin seeker, on track to become Head Boy next year, and been a prefect two years in a row. All the girls in the school would be happy for him to look at them.

She tries not to blush when she sits down in divination at her usual seat and Xiao Nai sits down next to her. She nearly drops her tea cup and nearly swallows her tongue when he gives a weary sigh at her teacup. “I believe our cups are in agreement.”

She blinks stupidly at him and their cups. “What do you mean?”

“It says you will win our next game and I will lose.”

Weiwei rolls her eyes. “I don’t believe in teacups.”

He tilts his head and almost smiles. “I do.”

five. “You said what?” Their captain, Cao Guang, gives him a look of disgust when he overhears Yu Banshan and Hao Mei teasing him about his attempt to flirt with Bei Weiwei before their match. “Don’t you know anything about her? Those kind of games don’t work on her.”

“I don’t listen to rumors. I would rather she tell me who she is.” Xiao Nai ignores Cao Guang. He is too obsessed with appearances and Xiao Nai believes he’s a poor example of a Slytherin. KO rolls his eyes at their captain and so he feels a little vindicated. “And it wasn’t a game. That’s what the teacups said.”

“If you throw the game--”

“That’s the whistle to start,” KO interrupts. “Let’s go.”

Xiao Nai focuses on the game and finding the golden snitch. The Ravenclaw Chasers send KO scrambling to protect their rings and he has to tune out Cao Guang’s screaming. He finally finds the snitch while the score can still be in Slytherin’s favor when he notices that someone in the crowd is aiming a spell at…

Weiwei.

Xiao Nai hates cheaters. He can’t tell what house they belong to but he doesn’t think. He flies in front of the spell and gets knocked off of his broom. He expects to end up in the hospital wing when a dark blur shoots past him and grabs his hand. They get pulled into a downward spiral and crash land but he isn’t seriously hurt.

He looks up into Weiwei’s smile as she tilts her head. He feels fluttering in his hand and blinks as she let’s go and he discovers they both caught the snitch.

“Are you alright?” he asks as teachers and teammates start landing and rushing towards them.

“I’m not the one who was expelled from my broom. You need a charm to protect yourself. It’s entirely legal. I’ll put it on for you tonight. I’m sorry. I don’t think Yiran likes you staring at me, even if it is competitive.”

“It wasn’t,” he says as he climbs to his feet and brushes off his robes. “The teacups were right. Ravenclaw wins.”

“We’ll see,” she muses. “I think Cao Guang is going to contest it.”

He hates that she’s right but he also doesn’t mind too much.

[inarimj]

Astraea (Green Lantern OC)

[auntygrumpycow]

I offer you a prompt revolving Stede finding out Izzy enjoys wearing one of his robes. He won't admit it but he's looking around for the one Stede let him borrow before.

"Izzy?" Stede's voice at his back freezes Izzy in place.

He curses under his breath, himself, Bonnet and most of all Bonnet's fucking wardrobe.

All three of them.

"What are you doing in there?" Stede asks, stepping into the little room and cutting off Izzy's only means of escape.

"Nothing!" Leaves his mouth on reflex, "checking fire safety!" Just for a semblance of professionalism.

"In my winder robes?" Stede's voice rises in utter confusion.

"The fuck would you know about it?" Izzy snarls, backing further into the room, maybe he can find one of those secret passages Lucius goes on about sometime and sneak away.

"Well, not much but if you explain I dare say I can help?" Stede offers in a way that makes Izzy want to grab him by the labels and shake him until he turns into a proper captain.

"The fuck you can," he could throw a shoe at Bonnet's head, Izzy supposes but then Ed would get invovled and well... "You need at least a bucket with sand in here to smother the flames if the lantarn falls over." He adds because it is something that should have been present with all the nice flamable fabrics all heaped up in one little room.

"Oh..." Stede mutters turning to his summer linnens or whatever, and Izzy takes advantage of his distraction to slip past him. He doesn't run, because he doesn't! He's got a reputation to uphold, but he doesn't linger either.

Ignoring Stede calling his name, Izzy barks a few orders while crossing the deck setting some of the crew to scramble and maybe form an obstacle if Bonnet decides to follow him, and slinks off to his cabin.

It takes him a few tries to light the lantern before closing the door behind him. The little space looking undisturbed except for...even in the dimly illuminated cabin Izzy can see the dark blue shimer, like ocean waves at night, of the robe Stede had insisted he borrow some weeks before when he'd been spending the night in the captain's cabin. The robe Izzy had been looking for in the Auxilery Wardrobe, the one that had no business being in his cabin.

He picks it up with his gloved hand, but can't resist running his bare fingers over the tick, cool material. It feels nice, slick and heavy in his hands, he'd loved the way it looked almost black when he wore it but was actually blue...

The knock on his door almost gives him a heart attack. His guest doesn't bother to knock, slipping in before Izzy can open his mouth.

Stede leans back agains the door once it's shut biting his lip.

"What's this?" Izzy forces out holding the robe out.

"Well, you liked wearing it so much, I thought...you might like to have it?" Stede says.

"I don't need it!" He wants to throw the robe at Bonnet, but it feels so nice to run his hands over the fabric and remember how good it felt against his bare skin...

"No, you don't. Still, it's nice to have something informal to wear once in a while, and Ed told me he liked you in it..."

Stede, Izzy considers, can be a bastard when he wants to be.

"Fine, I'll keep your rag, maybe I can use it to clean my sword." He mutters resentfully.

Bonnet smiles like a loon, pushing off the door to crowd Izzy against the hull.

"You can't fool me, Israel," he purrs, bending down to capture Izzy's mouth in a filthy kiss.

[that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main]

Spending Family Time with Giyuu Tomioka

Sleeping soundly his daughter slept in her room. He stood in the doorway quietly his hand on the door.

"Hmm? Who's that?"

Tomioka jumped in his spot slight as he closed the door and looked behind him to see Tanjiro.

"Is it Y/n-chan?" He asked sweetly.

"Yes..." he answered softly.

"Is she sick? You seem to be watching over her." Tanjiro spoke.

"No. I...I want to take her somewhere...do something with her..." he trailed off.

"Like a daughter father trip?" Tanjiro asked.

"Daughter Father trip?" Tomioka asked.

"Well, we were always busy but sometimes all of us including my mother use to head down to the town for a day, and spend the day there eat dinner, sometimes during a festival we'd play games all together." Tanjiro shared with a smile.

"Take her into Town?" He asked as he looked at the door. "I don't even know if she'd like that."

"I speak to her often after trainning. Would you like me to talk to her?" Tanjiro offered.

"You talk to her?" He asked.

Tanjiro nodded. "Everyday even for a second after training, she a sweet little girl. I remember when Nezuko was still her age..." Tanjiro answered as he started opening the door.

"Wait she's sleep-"

Tanjiro walked in and closed the door behind him as Tomoika looked thru the small crack in the door as Tanjiro made his way over to the sleeping Y/n. He listened carefully as Tanjiro sat next to her futon.

"Y/n-chan. Y/n-chan. Good moring." He whispered softly as he rubbed her head her small form slowly shifted around and she woke up.

"Big-Brother Tanjiro?' She yawned.

"It's me. Y/n-chan." Tanjiro smile softly at the little girl. "Sorry to intrupt your nap. But I was speaking with your Otosan today."

"Otosan!" She smiled. "Is he here? Is Otosan back?"

"Ah well hes a bit busy, but he's here." Tanjiro fibbed a bit as Tomoika listened in.

"Oh..." Y/n whispered with a frown.

"Is something the matter Y/n-chan?" Tanjiro asked.

"Do you think I'm ever in the way Big brother Tanjiro? Should I leave?"

Tomioka eyes widened as he almost bargged in the room but Tanjiro seemed to intrupt him.

"Otosan's just a bit busy is all Y/n-chan." Tanjiro explained as he looked around. "I wasnt suppose to tell but when we went on a small mission- he was crying because he saw a small wooden snake that reminded him of you. He missed you."

"He knows I like to hang around Obani-oni-chan?" Y/n asked as Tanjiro laughed lightly.

"I suppose that as well, but, I have a question." Tanjiro explained.

"I will the best to answer to my ability!" Y/n smiled.

"I see your hanging around Anki as well." Tanjiro smiled as The two laughed softly.

"Well, If you wanted to spend the day- with Me and Nezuko, and maybe the two boys were, would you want to go?" Tanjiro asked.

Y/n's eyes filled with Joy. "Your gonna take me with you?! And Big sister Nezuko! Wait! It's winter! Can we play in the nights snow?! Or go and eat warm dango! Can I wear Insouke's mask! Wait! Can I braid big sisters hair?!" Y/n asked questions left and right wanting to spend time with Tanjiro his sister and the two boys she called brothers.

Yet she never mentioned bringing her father along- only other pillars and even Kagaya-sama and the two twins- even the girls from Shinobu's residents.

"What about Giyuu-sama? Your Otosan would love to come I bet." Tanjiro asked.

"Oh. Uh...You said Otosan was busy...I don't want to worry him." Y/n admited.

Tanjiro smiled. "Alright then meet later tonight but inside the gate."

She nodded.

"Get some rest, you'll need it for tonight." Tanjiro spoke and Y/n smiled.

The young slayer getting up and leaving. "Sleep tight Y/n-chan."

She smiled and laid back down excited for later and Tanjiro exited her room. Seeing Giyuu standing against a wooden pillar of the house his eyes covered by his hair.

"Giyuu-sama?-"

"I'll be in my room-"

"But Giyuu-sama tonight-"

"I too. Will need my rest for tonight."

Tanjiro smiled as he watched the pillar walk away from him.

The night came and Y/n got dressed nice and warm. It was snowing lightly as Y/n's sandals crunched against the compact snow which had built itself up. She walked towards the gate seeing a lantarn on as she rushed towards it with a smile.

"Big brother Tanjiro!" She shouted as Giyuu stood there instead.

She froze looking down at her sandals in fear of being in trouble. He took a few steps as he stood infront of her. Getting on a knee he looked at her her eyes brimmed with fat tears.

"Why are you crying?" Giyuu asked.

"A-am I not in trouble?" She asked.

Giyuu shook his head no setting the lantern down in the snow.

"Big brother Tanjiro isnt coming is he?" Y/n asked as Giyuu shook his head no once more.

"I. Wanted to talk to you. Instead of Kam- big brother Tanjiro." Giyuu told his daughter.

"O-okay."

"I..." Giyuu started, "I love you ver much Y/n. You do know that?"

Y/n stayed silent, "Y/n?" He asked again for a response.

She shook her head no.

Giyuu frowned, "I- I love you very much Y/n. You're my daughter. Do you love me?"

Y/n nodded, "a-alot...you're the only thing I have left...since momma..."

Giyuu frowned as the little girl started to cry. Throwing herself at her father she held onto him tightly crying out loudly. He held her close to his chest, the two now in his warm haori.

"Please don't leave!" She cried.

"I'll never leave you again..."