#aurora opal meaning

[mavenn23]

Aurora Opal is a stunning gemstone that comes in a variety of types and colors. At Cabochonsforsale, we offer a range of Aurora Opal gemstones including Pair, Heart Carving, Leaf Carving, Hand Carved, and Rose cut.

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[useless-moss]

Oc/au rambling alert! Also kinda long!

Okay I just wanna get this out and maybe get some opinions but just. Lemme tell you some things about Nels and his pack of night furies. Massive infodump.

The queen is named Ina (which means mother) and she is Toothless's biological mother. She got separated from Toothless (when he was a young juvenile) during a hunter attack shortly before finding Nels and, because she was still grieving the perceived lost of her only hatchling and feeling maternal, she decided to take in the little viking that appeared to be abandoned. Nels considers her to genuinely be family, since she's the only maternal figure he's had most of his life.

There are two mated pairs in the pack. One pair is brooding eggs at the time of Nels 'joining' the hunters and the other pair have two hatchlings.

Mated pair 1: Aurora and Snare. They have the two hatchlings, named Nova and Echo.

Mated pair 2: Dusk and Comet. They have the eggs, and Dusk has a sister named Dawn.

Other pack members are Hooktwister, Thor, Ember, and Opal.

I will be drawing (or at the very least coloring a free base of) them all later when I have the spoons for it.

They are all WILD. They hunt their own prey. They attack and fight like wild dragons. They don't hold back, and Nels doesn't try to hold them back.

If one of them is threatened all the others nearby will immediately jump to protect/defend.

MY PERSONAL FAVORITES: THEY KNOW HOW TO HELP/ACCOMMODATE INJURIES AND DISABILITIES. Hooktwister has a tear in one of his wings that makes flying a little difficult for him. So, to remedy this, one other member of the pack will usually fly directly beneath or beside him. Using their own wing to catch the wind and acting as a crutch so Hooktwister can still fly and go hunting with the others.

Additionally, hatchlings can be scuffed like kittens when they're young. They do the same scrunch/going limp thing as well. As they age the excess skin thins out a bit, revealing the pressure point that opens up the spines along their back. Usually a parent or leader will activate this pressure point around the time a night fury is a juvenile and preparing to join hunting parties. Toothless got separated from the pack before this was done for him.

End for now

[kedreeva]

These are both blue males under 6 months old. Left is a normal, wild type Indian blue showing cream colored chest/belly feathers.

The right is a Spalding blue, a hybrid between an Indian blue and a green peafowl. He's a low percent Spalding, which means he doesn't have a lot of green blood, so little he might be mistaken for a blue by many. He won't look significantly different than other blues as an adult, but he will have deeper color, a higher, tighter crest, and darker barring patterns.

He's also from a line of Spaldings that carry an erythristic trait, causing an increase in red pigments in their browns. In the wings it's hard to see as much, but in the chest, the cream turns red (poultry red, not parrot red).

Bug also has this trait, as do Opal and Corona. Actually Corona is the only purple I've ever had from Orion that showed it, and it's part of the reason I kept her.

Eris, curiously, does not have it, even though she's Indie's daughter.

My guess would be that Aurora carries it, since Aris has it, and Corona has it, and not Bug and this young blue male do too. Orion may have carried it, as well. Bug's full sister displays it, but not nearly as boldly as Bug does.

[stillaclownlol]

FROWNY.

I FINISHED THE BOOK.

UM. WHAT THE FUCK???

okay. so. Piper died??? Which kind of shocked me but she was literally making deals with a Demon so I’m not too upset. It was inevitable.

Um. GLENDOWER. THAT MOTHER FUCKER??? HE WAS DEAD ALL ALONG????? WHAT THE FUCK. Then Adam gets passed by the Demon and almost kills RONAN???? Damn. Okay. THEN RONAN ALMOST GETS UNMADE????? OKAY. THEN PERSEPHONE SHOWS UP??????? WTHAT. THE. FUCK.

Okay. GANSEY DIES. I mean. YeAh. Duh. But like. I was hoping he wouldn’t — but then. THEN CABESWATER REVIVES HIM??? He’s slightly less human than before and tbh I don’t mind that.

BUT ALSO. NOAH. MY SWEET SWEET BOY. HE WAS THE ONE WHO RESURRECTED GANSEY??

HE’S THE ONE WHO TOLD HIM TO LOOK FOR GLENDOWER??? (Well I guess not told but still!!!)

And Henry??? HENRY??? Oh my Lord he’s just shoe-horned into the group and I honestly am so happy he is. Because at least he has actual friends now?? And him Blue and Gansey are gonna go on a trip across the world??? HELL YEAH!!

And ADAM CONFRONTING HIS PARENTS??? That was so sad and sweet amdvskbejdbshjdhe. And Ronan??? UGH. ORPHAN GIRL HAS A NAME????

Holy shit this series was a wild ride and I’m honestly so happy you recommended it to me. I am in pain though. This book made me go through SO MANY emotions.

Exact Same reaction I had 💀

Yeah turns out making deals with giant wasp demons is...bad for your health...AND YEAH GLENDOWER WAS DEAD THE WHOLE TIME 😭 ADAM GETTING POSSESSED ALMOST BROKE ME ON FUCKING GOD WKHFOWHD SO DID RONAN GETTING UNAMDE AND AURORA DYING AKDKSHDKS AND

I'm so obsessed with how Maggie wrote Gansey's death I think about it constantly I slipped a little bit into a fic I wrote where Aiden does-

"He slipped quietly from time." DO NOT DO THIS TO ME WHAT THE HELL 😭

Hehshjsgdka yes in the next book you get some hints about him <3

It was so depressing to see him go through the future and see how his mom would ignore him even tho she was saying she still wanted to see him ☹️☹️☹️ like accurate bbut still...

YES HI OPAL MY DEAR LITTLE GOAT GIRL I LOVE YOU

Hehe I'm glad you liked it :) have fun with the dreamer trilogy ✨️ (they're even freaking longer)

[kincord-kinhelp]

"Money is a means, not an end. Work should make you happy... That's the most fundamental principle."

⚪️ TOPAZ HSR NPTS ‼️

NAMES :

jasper, hali(te), ruby, tuff, truff(le), gem, hex, sangria, scarlet, crimson, ver(million), cupcake, bandit, daisy, gizmo, squeal, layla, opal, felicity, aurora, and goldesse

PRONOUNS :

shy/hyr, trot/trotter, coin/coins, gold/golden, th☆y / th☆m, vi/vir, thy/thyme, red/reds, fi/fin, swirl/swirls, dept/depts, wi/wins, glow/glows ‼️/‼️, ☁️/☁️, 🐽/🐽, ⭐️/⭐️, and 💰/💰

TITLES :

prn who collects, prn who invests, the investor, the dept collecter, prn with the pig, the trotters companion, and prn who packs a punch (sorry theres so few)

[spinchs-field]

PLEASE tell me about the mechanisms steven universe au. there's so many things that could mean? are the mechanisms the latest threat the crystal gems have to face (funniest option)? is it a character replacement au in which case jonny should be steven just for the pure comedy of it. or is it the mechs as gems au in which case PLEASE tell me what gemstones you think the mechanisms are

it's a Mechs as gems AU :3!!! im still not totally sure if they encounter the canon cast but you're right it would be hilarious (especially considering what we assigned Aurora). but do keep in mind while reading this that i only know SU lore through osmosis and the wiki and have never actually watched the show itself. i did get a ton of help from a friend of mine while conjuring this up tho so shoutouts to Brook my bestie. anyway here's the AU:

the gem list;

Jonny - snowflake obsidian Tim - brown zebra jasper Marius - bismuth TS - red pearl Ivy - rose sapphire Nastya - aquamarine Ashes - fire opal Raphaella - peach moonstone Brian - gold Aurora - black diamond Beta - pyrite Scuzz - onyx Carmilla - bloodstone Lyfrassir - koroit opal

YES Aurora is a diamond. because it's funny. YES she is still madly in love with Nastya. YES they fuse incredibly often. and YES Nastya is like a fucking ant compared to Aurora.

as for the story itself? all of the crew is from Homeworld. Carmilla started what was basically a mini uprising against the Diamonds that led to a SHIT ton of infighting. Carmilla travels around to spread the rebellion which is how she meets the Mechs (they all got fucked up* in battle in one way or another and she decided to take them in and care for them). eventually it turned out that Aurora, despite being a LITERAL DIAMOND, actually hated the place and helped everyone leave. now they've just kinda been floating through space and passing the time with music (originally used to keep Aurora entertained out of fear but now they’ve learned she’s actually really niceys and just do it for fun)

*i'm still debating on if the Mechs should have cracked gems or just have their gem be where their mechanism is (with the exception of Brian and TS, which will probably be a reversed case in which Brian's gem is over his heart and TS's gem is on it's throat)

but um. yeah! im gonna start designing them eventually. if u have any other questions feel free 2 ask..

[ladamedemartel]

Aurora's obnoxious (but tame compared to last year) gift for @lordofthestrix

Every Christmas presented itself with the same exact problem. No, it was not an issue as to what she ought to buy Tristan for Christmas, nor was there any concern over what she might find for herself underneath the tree. The problem was far simpler: what to open first. Some years, excitement overcame her. Certain gifts required Tristan’s immediate attention so that Aurora could bask in his reaction. Other years, it seemed best to get the customary gifts out of the way (if only to assure Tristan that he would indeed get his replenishment of hand-embroidered handkerchiefs. Aurora still recalled the disappointment he’d tried to conceal the year that she had not made him any out of fear that he had grown tired of the repetitive gift). Some years, the grander gifts demanded to be given last for some practical reason or another that could only be given after all other gifts were opened; that usually made the choice easier. This year, the choice was not easy. It had required much internal debate, but eventually Aurora had settled on a course of action.

The handkerchiefs would be presented first. There was the traditional array of handkerchiefs with his initials, a few owls, some with sprigs of lavender, rather standard fare. Yet, while the designs were perhaps expected, there was something else to them. Visually, there was nothing that would draw much attention, but there was a scent. It was soft, barely there. Notes of lavender, but something else too. It smelled like Aurora, but also…decidedly not. Still, it was just a smell. Aurora hoped that her brother would, at least for the moment, dismiss it, assume it was simply some remnant of whatever perfume Aurora had been wearing when she’d embroidered the handkerchiefs.

She further hoped to misdirect him from the scent by putting a small velvet box nestled in the midst of the handkerchiefs. Inside the box was a tie clip. Once, “regard” rings had been all the rage. Aurora had more than a few in her jewelry collection. She thought it high time to revive and reinterpret the trend. Rather than spell “regard,” she had opted for her name instead. Two stunning amethysts bookended the piece with an opal, two rubies and a rather fetching piece of uvarovite as well. In years prior, she’d never been able to find a stone for the “U” of her name and finding one large enough had been difficult even now. Fortunately, she was only designing a tie pin, not a ring. Even more fortunate: the stone was a beautiful shade of green so that all of the colors of the piece represented her. Any vampire with any sort of age to them would recognize the meaning of the piece, the tie to her should Tristan wear it. It would convey her message where scent could not.

The remaining fare was somewhat typical: some new shirts, adorned with the lavender hearts that she’d introduced at his birthday; chocolate delights from their favorite little shop in Paris; some delightful fountain pens; and several other ornate gifts. Each carried that same something extra as the handkerchiefs, the same scent that lingered of Aurora without actually smelling precisely like her.

Finally, only one box remained. She handed it to Tristan and curled against him, nuzzling into his side. “This one is very special.” she murmured. And it was. Aurora still remained the torture of staying still, wrapped in God only knew what so that the perfumer could extract her scent. She’d had wraps at the spa before, but this was far different and had been exceedingly unpleasant. Aurora couldn’t remember the last time that she’d had to lay still for so long. Actually, she’d fallen asleep and had woken to the perfumer unwrapping her to begin scraping her body free of whatever he had rubbed over her body (some kind of fat that she did not truly wish to identify). In retrospect, Aurora did not think her skin had ever felt softer than after the perfumer had scraped every bit of tallow from her, and the scent he had captured had been well worth it. He’d captured Aurora. Aurora as she smelled when she was unadorned with perfume. Aurora as she simply was. With that start, it had been a simple matter for the perfumer to take her scent and work it into the cologne that would suit Tristan. Beneath it all would be a note that would belong uniquely to Aurora. Would Tristan catch it? Had she left enough breadcrumbs on his other gifts by spritzing some of them with the new cologne? “I had it made especially for you. Merry Christmas, Tristan.”

[dragonofthestone]

Aurora Dragon or Ouránios Dragons

As soon as I saw that particular image I got very inspired and helped me solidify a design for Tim's future friend.

And I must Thank Theo for enabling my endeavors.

Deep purple, near black iridescent scales cover it's long supple body and causes it to shimmer as it moves, much like the dancing lights of an aurora. Their eyes are pale like stars / the full moon - a pearly pupil surrounded by a pale coloured iris.

On clear starlit nights Flights of them can be seen soaring, creating beautiful displays as they weave through the air. Each dragon has a unique pattern with its colours and can recognize each other from it. A beautiful mane of fur stretches all the way to then of its tail, sharing the similar iridescent shimmer as the rest of its body. Incredibly soft and fine, when brushed one could spin it and use it to knit / making things out of it as well as holding magical properties as do their scales.

Older dragons may also bee seen with bits of gemstones embedded in their scales.

Besides size one wag to tell age is by their horns, which as they grow eventually start branching - looking similar to antlers but are very much horns. Older the dragon the larger the horns with more branches - females often having bigger ones

Very social creatures they live in Flights of a small to medium size but not uncommon for multiple flights to gather together, particularly around the time of a full and new moon or on nights when an aurora will be visible.

It is during such times when the dragons will find a mate - or if they already have one reaffirm their bond and start to nest.

Pairs bond for life, through their bond and shared magic an egg is created. Usually just one but can be anywhere up to 3. They appear to the untrained, unfamiliar eyes looks like a large (black) Opal / gemstone.

Another unique trait is for the egg to be able to hatch, it must be loved. True unconditional love from the one who cares for it- which typically isn't an issue as such love comes straight from its parents. Which means a dragon may and can go for years before hatching

The parents will often 'sing' to the eggs so the Kits will already recognize them upon hatching. Some of the sounds they make are akin to whale song. Along with often short clicks and trills, they can also create sounds that are typically beyond frequencies of most creatures hear, with horns acting kind of like picking up those low frequency waves of sound. Not hearing exactly but more like how other animals develop extra sense to help in echolocation.

Their magic and strength comes from the Stars, the Moon, the very night itself. During times of the full moon they will moonbathe, basking to regain their strength. Being at their strongest of course during times of an aurora. Leaving them more vulnerable and weaker during the day so will spend most of it curled up asleep somewhere safe. Such as caves or digging underground dens. Tending to sleep in large piles, entwined with each other. Being very nocturnal they don't have the best vision during the day

They feast mostly on fish but also love berries and any other fresh fruits they can find- including Mountain Blue Moon Berries and Puff Fruits- soft and fuzzy kind of like peaches but larger.

These dragons are known to create hoards out of Silver compared to the often used gold as many other dragons do- both being soft metals that make for fine non flammable bedding, and anything else that sparkles or is soft to make a nest from.

They travel by use of the stars, or perhaps also an innate ability to follow which ever direction the worlds magnetic pull is. Not something taught but an instinct they are born with.

These Dragons are considered to bring good luck and that seeing one on your travels is a sign of good fortune to come, a blessing.

Due to their appearance and ability to fly incredibly high heights there are stories believing them to be able to travel between the physical world and Celestial plain- either as messengers or perhaps Celestial beings themselves. Earning them their Second name Ouránios meaning Heavenly (Not taking into account any other languages / names they may have in other cultures obviously)

Equally so they can dive great depths, with there even being a sub species that has adapted to a more aquatic life. Spending time in deep sea caves or as well as congregate are sea vents and volcanoes.

Well adapted to both Cold and Warm climates, spending more time in the cold leaves their body temperature quite high actually able to keep quite warm and in fact their body temperature will drop so will feel quite cool when they fall ill.

A sick dragon will be lethargic and scales appear quite dull, lack appetite often even for their favorite snack Mountain Blue Moon Berries

--

Whether or not there are others within Wonderland is yet unknown, with only the single egg having been found thus far. It's possible that little dragon may well be the last and only of its kind.

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[swagtastic-bougie-pompadour]

✈ - an eye-opening memory (for Clavell)

//tw for verbal abuse & heavily implied homophobia below the cut

It's cold.

Cold enough that your snot would form icicles. Cold enough that Clavell shivered on the pitch even bundled in an undershirt, fleece top, and an absolutely styleless puffer jacket.

But here he is, anyways, on a freezing, snowy Sunday morning when he could be watching cartoons on the telly with sweet little Melony instead. All for arcdamned battle practice. His dad, bouncing from foot to foot alongside his Mr. Ryme, cups his hands around his mouth so his words carry.

"Send out that Abomasnow of yours already! You've been training her, right? Don't tell me you couldn't be arsed again."

"Right, father. I hear you loud and clear. I've been training 'im just fine."

Out from his Pokéball pops Beleth, though that won't be his name for another thirty-some years. The hulking creature turns back to Clavell with a goofy smile, which is enough for the teenager to loosen up and give his first command.

"Alright, Abomasnow! Let's start off with a bit of Swagger!"

The yeti puffs up its chest and pretends to... slick back its ears? The sight's enough to set Clavell giggling, even as the Mr. Rime--and Mr. Frost--look about ready to blow their lids.

"Do you even want this job? Are you even capable of taking this seriously, Clavell? Urggggh... Mr. Rime. Psychic."

Mr. Rime moves to use its psychic energy, but its constant tapdancing, its confusion, and the icy ground combine to catch the fellow on the ice instead. Ouch.

"Hell yeah! Keep up the pace, mate! Let's go defensive with an Aurora Veil!"

The icy weather cloaked Abomasnow in perfect greens, blues, and purples. Enough to distract Clavell for a moment too long.

"Snap out of it, Mr. Rime. Focus Blast!"

The attack, which would normally whiff in even a stiff breeze, hits perfectly in a moment of distraction. A little too confident. A little underpracticed. Abomasnow reels back in surprise, unable to complete its Aurora Veil perfectly.

Mr. Frost claps his hands, and both Pokémon stand at attention. The battle is officially On Pause. Clavell hates when his old man puts things On Pause.

"See, Clavell? You needed to work on fixing that! She's still slow at putting up Aurora Veils! That could be win or lose for you two!"

Clav sneered. "I don't think anyone's noticing that other than you..."

"Are you out of your mind? This is the Galar League! There's juggernauts like Opal out there, and you're sitting here faffing around..."

"Chill out, I just--"

"You just what?!"

Mr. Frost practically exploded, crossing the pitch to Clavell's spot. Shit. That's going to be one hell of a talking to.

"You, you... what? You're too busy with that mop of a thing you call a hairstyle? You're too busy sneaking out to Spikemuth again?"

Clavell shuffled awkwardly on his side of the field, running a hand over his hair. Fuck. It was one time he got reamed out there. It's not like there was anything more to it, as far as the old man knew. Right? Hopefully?

"You're too busy "hanging out" with those chavs? Too busy with that bloke whose bike you were riding? Is that it? Are you too busy being a fucking--"

"Clavvy!"

Oh, thank Arceus and the Hero. Melly. Charging away from her mom faster than anyone could possibly catch her, before attaching herself to his leg.

"Clavvy, is dad being mean again? Is daddy using bad words?"

Clavell placed his hand on his sister's head, smiling warmly at her before shooting a Look at his father. This would probably continue later, but at least not in public.

"Listen. Clavell. I just have one thing to say. We're done here. You don't want to do training, you don't have to do training. As a matter of fact, never fffff... never come back to this pitch again. Your little sister can do what you won't, then."

Melony blinked, looking between the two of them. Clavell refused to meet his little sister's eyes. This was entirely on him.

"I'm gonna be a gym leader, father?"

"You've got that right. Because your useless brother here wouldn't put up much of a fight if he tried."

Melony nodded, in her way that looked like she understood. Clavell knew she didn't. He'd have to properly apologize later. Over and over and over for years to come. But for now, his father had turned his attention back over to the deadbeat.

"But, as for you, you'd better find something else you want to do with your life fast. Research, maybe. Medicine. Law. Something respectable. And that'd better not be in Spikemuth, and especially not with any strange blokes."

"You hear me? Last chance, son."

[hezzabeth]

The door to the rose room swung open, and Revati stepped out. For a second, everything was perfect and still, and then the screaming started.

"Ai! Muito Gira!" Mrs. Bun shrieked with delight.

"I'm a big spin?" Revati asked, completely confused by the expression.

"She means you look perfect! I knew you had the coloring to pull off the red! Your golden eyes and purple hair set it off just right!" Auntie Magdeline said, grabbing Revati by her elbow.

"Now let's do something about this unique hairstyle," Mrs. Bun said, steering Revati back to the kitchen.

"Half my hair was ripped off by Ai, baby doll that can pretend to eat food," Revati explained, shuddering. That incident had occurred when she tried to find Dityaa in an old toy factory.

"We can curl it and fluff it out, covering the short patches," Vanilla said.

"Alright, I suppose it will go with the retro look of the dress," Auntie Magdeline remarked.

"If you're going to do my hair, make sure it looks sophisticated and shiny," Revati added to the conversation, her eyes trailing out the window. The Duke of Io was sitting outside in the courtyard.

"What's he doing out there?" hissed Revati.

"Oh, Barley found him in the barn when you were getting dressed," Mrs. Bun explained. "We asked him to come in for tea, but he said he would rather eat the sunlight," Vanilla added.

"Which means he's incredibly wealthy! Only the Diamond Delete can survive on solar radiation," Auntie Saffron said with a small nod of approval from where she was drinking her own tea.

"I'll be right back; he's my sister's husband," Revati explained.

The Duke was sitting right next to a bush of pink paper daisies. His head was raised slightly, glowing pearly white eyes staring directly at the sun.

"If you were human, you would go blind doing that," scoffed Revati.

The Duke's head snapped towards her. "I'm seventy-two percent human, and my recharging ports are in my pupils," the Duke replied.

"I got the Martian opals, I assume you know what that means," Revati said, and the Duke sighed. It was a tragic, drawn-out sigh.

"Of course, I know what it means," he merely said.

"So apparently Dityaa destroyed a space station, and now you're plotting to abduct someone?" Revati had to ask.

"I can neither confirm nor deny that my wife accidentally destroyed an entire space station," the Duke replied.

"And the kidnapping?" Revati added.

"The Lost Princess resistance are the only ones willing to help Dityaa with her sand-exploding thing," the Duke explained.

"Sand exploding thing? Just let her explode all the trash! You didn't need to go seek out a rebel army," Revati asked, folding her arms.

"It's more than that. Look, I overheard Dityaa got arrested, and somehow you intercepted Captain Delphi's orders," the Duke said.

"You overheard? I haven't told anyone about this," Revati pointed out.

"I have hyper sonar ears installed; I overhear everything," the Duke said.

"Everything?" Revati blushed, thinking about her encounter with Bridgaderio the night before.

"Everything," the Duke said knowingly.

"I'm going back inside! Figure out this kidnapping on your own," Revati said.

"Dityaa's pregnant," the Duke said, and Revati stopped mid-stride, the dress settling around her ankles.

"How? You're a robot," Revati asked, glancing over her shoulder.

"I'm seventy-two percent human," the Duke reminded her.

Revati closed her eyes. Dityaa loved babies. She carried her old rag doll everywhere.

"So I'm going to be an aunt to a superpowered cyborg hybrid," Revati said.

"I don't think the baby will inherit my robot parts," The Duke pointed out.

"What can I do to help?" Revati replied, shaking her head.

"We'll need your help with the kidnapping," he replied.

Here's the corrected version of your text:

Revati was, of course, no stranger to kidnapping. There was the time she had to rescue Aurora when Big Hardie insisted she would be a perfect Juliet. Thankfully, Revati crashed the scene where Aurora was forced to stab herself to death.

Then there was the time she actually kidnapped the actor who played Puck. Eventually, Revati let him go after he kept smashing flowers onto people's faces while they slept.

On the road, Revati had met several kidnappers. The best ones had the ability to convince their victims that they hadn't been abducted at all. It took a while for Revati to find some time to herself. First, she had to change out of the dress.

Then Mrs. Bun made everyone sit down for lunch. It consisted of bread covered in margarine and a strange salty brown spread called Vegemite. Then, after lunch, Auntie Saffron made a fuss about Revati's shoes.

"My feet always change sizes when my biological sex shifts," Vanilla said helpfully as they returned with a pair of black slippers. "They're a little plain, but they automatically change to your shoe size," Vanilla explained as Revati tried them on.

"They're fine, the dress is the real show stopper," Revati said, and then she cleared her throat. "You know I'm very tired," she said meaningfully, and Mrs. Bun clapped her hand to her mouth.

"Of course! You need your beauty sleep, let me show you the guest room in the main house," Mrs. Bun said.

The guest room was located on the first floor of the main house. Revati had been so exhausted she had barely noticed the layout before.

Now she realized most of the main cottage was filled with bedrooms. "Is there a reason why your home has two buildings? I've never lived in a house before, but isn't everything supposed to be under one roof?" Revati asked.

[seavoice]

16 and 22!!

16. you can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)

adam and ronan being fully functional teenage parents to human child opal...dark days. and sanding away trc characters' assholery! i also just in general don't get the appeal of non-magical aus, but that's a firmly personal taste thing

22. your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores

there is sooooo much in trc that fits this. in no particular order: jordan and hennessy's fucking insane backstory. lynch family fuckery especially the fact that declan and ronan were living their own private nightmares throughout their childhood. batshit crazy DREAM lore. implied fairy market shenanigans, that whole time period from when niall gave up his memories till he gets killed is so fascinating for me. recently i reread the gwenllian and artemus chapters from trk and i'm so so so intrigued by that whole deal (but this one i can understand not being so popular lol). aurora's whole deal 😔

i mean fandom, but tbh i also wish canon itself went deeper into these.

[mavenn23]

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[queensparklekitten]

me when stories about what it means to be human and to love. me when novi disobeys his programming for love even knowing OMNI Corp is watching. me when it turns out the 1% ran away to the moon during the apocalypse and left the other survivors in that domed city of artificial living things while secretly stealing resources from earth. me when aurora and selene see real grass and real birds for the first time in their lives when they're already in their 20s. me when that cute little turtle they found while searching for other surviving humans. me when all that talk of a perfectly optimized life that leads to the AI just telling you what to do. me when greek mythology references. me when the fallout of heartbreak

the crystal tiara and opal looking hair dye and sparkly colour fade dress and similar short skirt and space buns with mismatched pink and yellow braids and shiny metallic silver fingerless gloves and tall purple starry sparkly socks and constellation face jewels and starry constellation shoes and single butterfly earring and teal butterfly pendant and feather dress and shoes and colourful butterfly face decals don't hurt either

MAN i need to reread infinite shimmer again. i can't get selene out of my head these days on all levels except physical i'm kicking my feet and twirling my hair while she tells me about tarot cards. i remember when that story first came out i got so caught up in it pacing the room dropping all my addiction juice to craft the incredible clothing. "we use the same words for computers and humans" got me so hard. i need to learn how to draw novi's shiny rainbowness. i need to screenshot every last description of all the pretty things

[of-stars-and-moon]

Positivity time! ✨ Do you have a favorite pynch dialogue exchange, sentence, or excerpt from the books?

Oh thank you anon! This was fun to think of even though hard to choose 😅 I couldn't choose one so I took those two parallels that made me go insane!

These two paras from trk! Because it's just so precious yk? Like Adam making Cabeswater play that for Ronan. And don't get me started on that flirting scene and "with a dreamer" aah!

When Adam’s mouth quirked, Ronan’s expression stilled for a moment before turning to the loose smile he ordinarily reserved for Matthew’s silliness. Adam felt a surge of both accomplishment and nerves. He skated an edge here. Making Ronan Lynch smile felt as charged as making a bargain with Cabeswater. These weren’t forces to play with.

Adam smiled cheerily. Ronan would start wars and burn cities for that true smile, elastic and amiable.

And then this parallel in bllb and trk:

It was possible that there were two gods in this church.

Adam lived in an apartment located above the office of St. Agnes Catholic Church, a fortuitous combination that focused most of the objects of Ronan's worship into one downtown block.

[rotzaprachim]

The start of trk where they take opal to aurora like hello. Grandbaby time!

[rosetrii]

Some rando started talking to Opal and I’m like 99% percent sure that Aurora was judging his hair