#feels quite cosmic ✨

[10yrsyart]

a long tf sketchdump i started after watching Transformers One last year, which was great btw! (also Soundwave is one of my faves but he somehow didn't make it into this, RIP my guy 🥺 to be fair, most of these are the beginnings of ideas that don't reach conclusion so -shrug-)

also also, i watched TFA for the first time, and i CANNOT believe they really just squished my boy Blurr into a cube while still alive and left him like that 😤 i know the show got cancelled and they had plans to bring him back, but like, hotdang! SO of course i decided to slap some claustrophobia on that sucker. y'know, as a treat ✨

transcript:

(Chitty Chitty Bang Bang design) -Neutral non-combatant

-Came to Earth early, joined the races

-Lost most of her memories after the Crash

-Forgot to act non-sentient around the family who adopted her

(Wander Over Yonder designs)

Hatertron: UgggHH! That STUPID, orange Autobug, GAH, I could just wring his ne-

Peeperscream: SIR!! FOCUS!

-Wander is a Neutral Autobot sympathizer

-Sylvia is an Autobot, but protective of Wander

-Hater messes up so many plans, Peepers is the only reason Megatron hasn't figured it out

-Peepers admires Starscream's intellect, but avoids him at all costs

(TFA comic)

Rodimus Prime: Uhm, Agent Blurr? ..You good?

Agent Blurr: Rodimus-Prime-sir! There's-nothing-wrong, why-would-anything-be-wrong? This-is-a-party; a-celebration-for-the-Autobots'-GRAND-victory-over-Megatron, which-we're-all-overjoyed-about-so-there's-really-no-reason-to-be-worried-about-the-amount-of-mechs-and-femmes-in-this-room-of-which-there-is-a-perfectly-normal-number-for-a-celebration, and-it's-not-as-if-we've-reached-max-capacity-so-I'm-SURE-the-space-is-NOT-too-small-even-if-the-walls-are-getting-closer-and-closer-and-no-one-seems-to-care-that-it's-too-small-in-here-and-can't-vent-I-can't-I-I-c-I-ca-

Rodimus: Whoa, hey! Ok, ok, let's go outside for a bit, yeah? I'm tired of people asking it I'm “still infected” anyway... Like, obviously. It's Cosmic Rust.

Blurr: ...This-is-humiliating, completely-pathetic-behavior. I-am-a-professionally-trained-intelligence-agent-of-the-Elite-Guard, THEREfore-I-should-not-be-losing-my-composure-whenever-I-enter-a-room. But-I-begin-to-feel-trapped-and-I-I-I-I-can't-...

Rodimus: ..Yeah. Sometimes, I just- freeze. It feels like ice is crawling up my arms and legs and chasiss.. it hurts. I mean, I know it's not happening, but that's how I feel. It sucks. But we made it, we survived. It's still hard, but there's gotta be something to that, right? The effort and struggle is worth it, or whatever.

Blurr: With-all-due-respect, I'm-quite-sure-you-are-terrible-at-this-sir.

Rodimus: Dang. Alright, fine, that's fair. But do you feel better?

Blurr: Marginally, thank-you-Rodimus-Prime.

[astrolook]

Astrology of Almost: Why You Keep Getting So Close (But Never Quite There)

Ever feel like you're always almost getting what you want? Like the universe is dangling success, love, or opportunities in front of you, only to snatch them away at the last second? Yeah. These birth chart placements that turn life into a never-ending game of so close, yet so far.

Saturn in the 10th house – Career achievements feel like they come with a 20-year waiting period and a soul-crushing trial first.

Mars square Saturn – You have the drive, but something (or someone) is always in the way. Feels like running a marathon… in quicksand.

Venus retrograde – Love life? A series of almost-relationships, missed connections, and texting “what if” at 2 AM.

Mercury retrograde in the 3rd house – Constantly misreads important emails. Probably missed a life-changing opportunity because it went to spam.

Neptune in the 1st house – The main character of a romantic tragedy where people admire you but never choose you.

Chiron in the 7th house – Attracts soulmates who are just here to teach painful lessons before moving on to find happiness with someone else.

Jupiter in the 12th house – Luck is always technically there, but it’s hidden like an Easter egg in a game you don’t know how to play.

Pluto square Sun – Every time you think you’re thriving, the universe says, “Time for another transformation!” and flips the table.

Uranus in the 6th house – Tries to stick to a routine but ends up in chaotic job situations where stability is almost within reach… before everything implodes.

Saturn on the North Node – Destiny? Yeah, you’ll get there. But only after life drags you through a decade of delays, obstacles, and hard-earned lessons.

Moon opposite Neptune – Dreams big, but self-doubt and a sneaky sense of disillusionment make every goal feel just out of reach.

Venus in the 8th house – Deep, soul-stirring love? Sure! But only after a cycle of karmic partners who emotionally wreck you first.

Mercury square Neptune – Says all the right things in the wrong moments. Ever had a genius thought, only to forget it the second you open your mouth?

Mars in the 12th house – Wants to take action, but overthinks so much that the moment passes. Probably almost punched someone but never followed through.

South Node in the 2nd house – Financial stability is almost easy… until you self-sabotage because of past-life issues with money.

Saturn in the 5th house – The universe looks at your creative projects and love life and says, “Patience, child.” Forever.

Neptune in the 10th house – Career path? More like a mystical fog. Almost lands the dream job, but somehow ends up in situationships with employers instead.

Jupiter square Venus – Attracts good things but always overdoes it. Ever almost had financial success before blowing it on a big risk?

Sun square Uranus – Wants to be different, but being unique comes with constant unexpected roadblocks. Almost fits in, almost stands out… stuck in between.

Basically, if your life feels like a cosmic joke where everything almost works out, your birth chart is probably guilty. But don’t worry—the universe is just making sure you really earn it.

✨ Curious about what’s holding you back? DM me for a complete astrology reading and let’s decode your chart! ✨

[arciam]

Deep Dive:

Jayce vs. Romance

(Or, Part 7½ of the "Underrated JayVik" meta series.)

I did say all the way back in part 7 that I might write a separate post about my perception of Jayce when it comes to romantic relationships, so that's what this is.

Obviously, this character-read is very informed by the notion of JayVik being a thing - because, y'know, so is my read of the show - so to start with, we'll have to take the following things for granted for the sake of argument:

Jayce is not straight (I'm not opposed to the idea of a cosmic love which transcends gender, I just don't think it has to be "only" that - we can have both you know)

Jayce's feelings for Viktor, at least by the end of the show, are romantic in nature and Jayce is aware of it (how him and those feelings get there is one topic of this meta)

I will extrapolate a lot from how Jayce behaves in his relationship with Mel, seeing as there are very limited points of reference otherwise

All of this is a personal hypothesis, not a claim to truth

And, if at any point you get the impression I'm talking about a character who might be on the spectrum here, I'm not saying that, but I'm not not saying that iykyk

Now, with all that out of the way:

1. Let me first tell you the story of a nerdy kid

Born into a lower House of toolmakers in the elite part of the city, this young man attends the prestigious academy as - essentially - "the poorest rich kid", where his only friend just might be the teenage daughter of his high-society patrons (who, by the way, are the only other people he will think to turn to outside of his family before deciding to end his life).

He's both a handy and a cerebral guy who has spent most of his life in single-minded pursuit of an outlandish (and also... quite illegal) idea. Everything in his life revolves around it; he hangs tapestries of magicians on his walls and fills his windowsill with interesting crystals he found. He travels to deserts and conducts covert research with dubious equipment, all in hopes of making his singular dream a reality.

So, if his lower status or the weird vibes of his hyperfixation didn't make him a loner, then the necessary secrecy surrounding his special interest certainly would.

(...At the same time, however, he just so happens to also be tall, built, conventionally attractive and carry himself with confidence - so when we as the audience first meet him, we kinda assume that he would be a popular person who has it all, though only because we're conditioned to assume so of people who, well, are like that. Also, the show does a clever thing by first introducing him to us bantering with a pretty girl who appears impressed by him, before we learn of their sibling-like relationship.)

Now, why do I say all of this when it has nothing much to do with romance?

Because this is the boy Jayce never stopped seeing in himself.

A nerd always tinkering away on his model railways in the basement by himself, essentially. He doesn't lack self-esteem necessarily; he is comfortable with who he is and confident in his cause, but he does rather see himself as the odd one out.

Even as the show goes on, despite his charm, his looks, his eloquence and talent for public speaking, I don't feel like Jayce ever truly realises the power and the appeal of him. He knows it tends to "work" whenever he takes the floor (and he is absolutely thrilled with the positive response), but I feel like it's a skill he steps into like a pair of dress shoes, more so than something he views as an innate part of who he is.

2. Boy meets girl - and boy (in one night!)

✨Pop quiz!✨

What happens when the guy who considers himself the least eligible bachelor in the room meets the two - in his eyes - coolest, sharpest, most capable and most admirable people he's ever seen?

(Or more importantly, when those same people express an interest in him and the singular thing his whole life revolves around?)

Well, essentially this:

Sorry, wrong image.

This:

This leads me to headcanon #1 regarding Jayce's relationships with other people:

Anytime any person Jayce looks up to tells him he's a good boy so much as gives him the time of day, he is thrilled.

3. So about that windfall...

Irrespective of all of what I just said though, Jayce also strikes me as a guy who... while definitely not uninterested in having a romantic relationship, doesn't ever actively go for people in a romantic way (or physical, for that matter).

And y'know, case in point is really just how my girl did all of that

yet not only is Mel still required to close the entire gap all by herself in the end, but even in moments where Jayce might recognise her flirtation, you just never see any gears turning in his head like "maybe I should do something about this".

(I remember actually laughing out loud when in episode 4, Mel sways her hips at Jayce asking "To what do I owe the pleasure~?", and for a moment, as Jayce hesitates, I obviously assumed he would pick up on the suggestiveness in some way - if only as recognition on his face -, only for him to go "It's Heimerdinger..." Like, literally the least sexy thing to possibly say in that moment. 😂)

This is why I previously described Jayce as a guy to just kind of... roll with the punches in situations like that.

Though less flatteringly, in conversation I have also likened him to the specific breed of man in real life who "seem content to let themselves be picked up like windfall" - not particularly choosey about who gets to do so and instead opting mostly for the path of least resistance, romance-wise.

Which brings us to headcanon #2:

Jayce - while a highly emotional person who is not afraid to show it - doesn't tend to consciously concern himself with and think about his feelings, what they mean, or where his romantic interests lie, really. He's mostly just along for the ride.

4. By God it's Mel Medarda with a steel chair..!

Now, what do you get when you combine these factors into one character?

Well in this specific case, you get Jayce Talis who - when one of the most capable and admirable people he knows decides, for some reason, that she wants a piece of him - is more than happy to oblige and be with an amazing person. He's just thrilled to be there, basically.

Congrats, Mel - you've managed to push through Jayce's complete lack of response to your advances and unlocked his rare "love-starved boyfriend" skin as a reward!

...So what about Viktor, then?

Well.

He didn't.

As I mentioned in the original post as well, my personal JayVik pet theory is such that "if at any point during their partnership Viktor had made a move first, I do believe Jayce would have put up the equal amount of resistance he did with Mel, so... zero."

(And when I say "move" I mean MOVE - again, nothing short of a smacker or outright love confession would have been enough to spark Jayce into action yet at that point.)

If we're taking the idea that Jayce is "not straight" for granted (which we are), then looking at both Mel and Viktor through Jayce's eyes, I honestly don't believe Mel ever had that much over Viktor in terms of being a viable romantic option - other than the simple fact that she is the one who claimed that spot.

Or, as @glassvines wrote in response to the original post: "Viktor had all the cards...but none of the confidence".

5. Now go sit in the corner and think about what you've done

So yeah, that's tragic and all, but then how do we get to this point?

"Now, all I want... is you."

(Oh hush, don't pretend this is not what that line actually means.)

Point being, if Jayce - while he might not have refused Viktor and may have been equally happy to "oblige" - never consciously considered his own desires and wouldn't have actively pursued a relationship not explicitly handed to him... then what happened for him to end up here, dishing out banger after banger of quotable love confessions which contain the clear message of "I have made my choice, and it's you"?

...Well, in a way I sorta gave it away with the very first image of this post, didn't I.

Oh, what a timeout in the naughty corner can do to set a guy's priorities straight...

With Jayce spending weeks in stark isolation at the bottom of a ravine in the most extreme allegory of "getting locked in a room with someone until you talk it out" (except the guy you're locked in with is you), this proves to be an absolutely crucial time of introspection for him in a multitude of ways.

It's where he faces the wrong turns he took, realises that Heimerdinger was always right about the Arcane's corruption, and recognises the ways in which Mel had used and manipulated him.

It's also where he finally realises what - who - was most important to him all along, and in what way.

(The first three, you can glean from the voice lines played over the scene by the way, in case you're wondering.

So is that last bit just me making stuff up, then? No - it's an interpretation for sure, but not a fabrication. See, the shot of Mel's image burning away before Jayce and giving way to Viktor's instead is not only interesting for drawing yet another parallel between them, but also for being a shot that is otherwise out of place with the voice lines. For instance, there are several lines from Heimerdinger, yet Jayce doesn't envision him; there are none from Viktor - a striking absence in and of itself -, yet he does appear.

If nothing else, what this tells us is that this shot is - mostly - detached from Jayce's other epiphanies that I specified above. At which point, if you then take the shot by itself and purely at face value, it does become a... surprisingly candid symbolism really, if you ask me.)

To be clear though: The preference was always there.

After all, Jayce had previously already recognised that his place had always been with Viktor. Also he did dip out of Mel's bed to go see Viktor before he could have even known Viktor was sick that one time, so...

He just hadn't really thought about what that meant.

But lo and behold, it only took a stint in boyfailure jail for Jayce to consciously come to the realisation of not only that, but also that he is, in fact, not content to be windfall about whom he pledges his love and loyalty to anymore.

He wants to close the gap this time.

And to think: all of that even before he learned that Viktor was also the cause of his lifelong special interest in the first place like whaaaat. Imagine the day he must be having...

Jokes aside though; obviously, there is something to be said about Jayce meeting mage!Viktor and finally understanding - as I pointed out in part 13 - just how much Viktor truly needs him, and this perhaps being the final piece of the puzzle for Jayce to realise his priorities as well.

It would have made this post even longer though, and not even added very much, since I do believe multiple things can be true at once here.

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[madamspellmans-met-tet]

✨Polycoven Headcanons ✨

Lilia is essentially the High Priestess of the Coven and everyone worships her (read that however you prefer in terms of sfw/nsfw). Every single one of the coven members holds love for her, admires her, respects her. They all think her incredibly powerful due to the nature of her magic and that in itself is attractive to them. Then of course most of them have mommy issues and who is Lilia if not mama? She gives them a sense of comfort and nurtures their emotional needs since each of them has some sort of lack there. They will do anything for her.

Even Agatha listens to her after Lilia manages to tame her to a degree (again: read however you wish). Agatha is her little brat and Lilia accepts her just as she is in complete contrast to her mother, which leads to Agatha trusting her like she does no other. Agatha gets jealous when Rio spends too much time with Lilia/in her proximity, but on a deeper level it’s the fear of Rio taking Lilia.

Rio and Lilia have a similar dynamic since Rio is mostly seen as destructive and evil, but Lilia knows that what she does serves to maintain the cosmic balance and that she is not only the end of life but also its beginning. Their bond results in Rio being extremely possessive of Lilia.

Alice is Lilia’s little baby. She feels incredibly protective of her, which is something Alice needs because she’s always been the one to protect others but desperately needs security and stability herself. They’re always found snuggled up on the couch together when they have the time.

Jen and Lilia have a sort of besties relationship with lots of playful bickering but also Jen is a rock for Lilia. She’s the one Lilia confides in when she needs advice or just someone to listen herself. They do arts and crafts and cook together! They’re the only ones allowed in the kitchen. Jen just makes Lilia feel very grounded.

Sharon sleeps in Lilia’s bed. It’s her comfort person. She doesn’t know much about what’s going on but she’s happy to be there.

Billy is grandson. He’s the one Lilia goes to when she wants to have a laugh and banter and gossip. He tells her all the hot tea and teaches her pop culture. He made a fan account centred around her and regularly shows her what people are saying about her (only the nice things of course because that’s his nana!) Lilia is quite flattered by all the compliments and interest. It boosts her ego and helps her feel sexy.

Overtime, the coven expands as more and more covenless witches join them and it turns into a sort of cult with Lilia as the centre figure (without that ever having been anyone’s intention). But the original coven remain the only ones in the inner circle and with the privilege to touch (and more) with Lilia. To be spoken to by Lilia is like a blessing to her followers and to be invited into her room and rest their head in her lap while she tells them what time holds for them is a spiritual experience. (give me a shoutout if you use this concept:))

Bonus: NSFW!

Orgies. Everyone wants to get into Lilia’s pants. Her scent is like an aphrodisiac to them. They’re all over her at any given time if she lets them. All she has to do is spread out in the middle of the bed and she will be taken care of. Agatha and Rio fight over who gets her breasts and Lilia will tell them to each take one and if they can’t behave, Alice gets both. Jen is her fav to prepare her because she’s the most sensual. Alice is her fav to make her come because she always puts her pleasure first and understands her body well. Though everyone gets their turn and they won’t stop until Lilia tells them she’s fully satisfied. She never has to do anything in return but if she feels like it, she will give back—but no one is able to speak afterwards.

(started this post bc I just wanted to say that I’m obsessed with the idea of Lilia being worshipped by everyone and treated like a goddess and it escalated)

[technically-a-kiwi]

🌌TRUEST OF TRUE ULTIMATE VERSION OF Mc FUCKIN' HAD IT OF TRUEST COSMIC AU🌌

Or Cosmic AU for short

That's right ! The final version's here ✨✨✨, it doesn't mean I'll stop posting about the AU, but I'll stop writting stuff and stories and shit, well, maybe not stories but DEFINETLY world building, it's a multiversal otherworldly fourth wall breaking self aware AU so whatever. Anyways, LET'S GOOOOOO !!!!

And now, for the moment you've been waiting for !

THE LOOOOOOORE 💯💯💯💯💯

Peppino and The Noise killed eachother and are now gods

The end ✨

Characters :

Cosmic Peppino, The Chef

Cosmic Noise, The Host

Cosmic Pepperman, self absorbed drawing

The ticket stand, a face in the void

Noisette, the little star traveler

Where are the other characters you may ask ?

THEY'RE IN THE REALM OF I-DON'T-CARENESS OKAY ?!!! They're not gone, I just litterlay don't care enough to mention them anymore okay ?! If you want to do stuff with them go ahead, but I won't, I'm DONE 👹👹👹

Now, small note, the cosmic realm holds many kinds of entity, with titles as diversed as its people. Just know that C Pep and C Noise specifically are cosmic entities and the ONLY cosmic entities of the realm, and are thus not bound by laws of physics, reality, panels, chronologie, are self award, fourth wall breakers and most importantly absolutely omnipotente.

Yeah it's ridiculously overpowered and weird for silly pizza game characters, but who cares ?! This is my AU boi !

No need to develop on Peppino much, I've already made plenty of posts about him, he's quite developed as it is. An italian creation god...thing, that bakes things into existence, C Pep is either stressed out or tired or furious, and flames up like a bonfire when emotional.

Although I gotta mention, I kind of changed his perspective on mortal beings. He does have basic respect for people, he sees them a little spects sure, but he wouldn't actively undermine them. He doesn't get upset much when something happens to populations, maybe a little "oh, that's a bummer" during tragedies, but not anything much, it's not a lovey dovey amount of care like for his kids. he just sees them as... tiny insect strangers of some sort, I hope it's clear enough.

Okay, I kind of want to develop some stuff, I don't know where else I could put this in the post anyway

C Pep is quite distant with people, he can engage in conversations sure, but he doesn't let much of anybody in, you know ? (Well, most people don't let strangers in, most saine people that is, everyone in the realm is insane anyway)

But with people he's familiar with, he's quite peachy

He considers Maurice like a little brother, he loves just hanging around, messing harmlessly with him a little, or just be here for him. C Pep enjoys his company since here Maurice is more cold than a jerk, plus they can hear from eachother when it comes to the struggles of raising a child on your own (yup there is a Maurice Jr.)

Since Peppino's a chef, he's been taking Maurice under his wing and teaches him some nice recipes.

He's a slow learner but he's progressing.

As for the constellations, he tries his best as a single father. He's a little awkward, especially when he needs to react calmly (calm and Peppino are two opposite thing on the chart) but he really tries his best to show the constellations he's here for them. Pep can relate with them on some things. He really loves them cares about them deeply. The constellations care about him just as much. It's an okay family.

Also, it's kind of awkward and I feel REALLY weird to write that, but on my earlier posts I said that he makes lots of mistakes as a parent, and to illustrate that I made him yell at Cassiopea, and suggested that it happened more than once. Now, the original plan was to show that he's terrifying when enragged and that his kids are worried about his outbursts, but instead I might of suggested that C Pep is kind of an... abuser? Okay, to set things strait, it's not the case, not at all, he loves his kids and would rip the very fabric of reality to protect them and make them happy, even if he's about to lash out at them his future self would come and stop him before he could causes any harm. It's very messed up considering that C Pep is basically an overpowered god and having defenseless beings at the mercy of his outbursts and yelling just sound sick and not at ALL what I was going for. It could have been interesting if I tried a story talking about the viscious cycle of abuse and how it caries on to the victime, since Peppino is canonically a victime of household abuse with his brother verbaly harassing him, but at this point it straines a little too far from what the AU is about. maybe I'll write something about it someday, but the chances are thin.

Okay I think that's all for Cosmic Peppino

Let's develop on Cosmic Noise !

Okay, so, Cosmic Noise here is a (not so) little chaos god, he just loves to mess around, most of his actions are for the sake of his own entertainment. He's either a very, very dumb irritating little gremlin or an absolute evil mastermind, depends on his mood. His "special ability", or should I say "quirk" is that he can summon text panels you see in earlier TV shows to make the crowd react.

I didn't draw this but sometimes he can be a helping hand in stories, giving hints to the hero's journey, but he'd NEVER physically intervene in a story to help, that's just... not like him... besides if he helps it's generaly because he wants to move the plote along, not because he's nice.

You can just feel that he wants to annoy you just by the way he's moving, interacting with people, he just floats aroud you, takes all the available space, constrains you, he just wants to put you out of your confort zone, see how much he can play until he crosses the line

And sometimes he can go pretty far to see how much you can handle before you crack

As for NNS, C Noise's TV show, it's quite a strange enviroment, the studio takes a good chunk of the cosmic realm (also fun fact, C Noise's cape is a window and a portal to NNS's studio !) it doesn't have a clear schedule. The number one rule is to be as entertaining as possible. Oh, and literaly nothing makes sense and is absurde, just like The Noise

That's the only thing I drew, but there's so much more stuff he does in the show, like news broadcasting, here's a little moodboard to give you an idea

there's stuff like extreme parcours, a hide and seek game where the contestant must find him in a random area (most of the time hostile areas), dilema games where he films people having to solve a tough dilema etc... Just as long as it's exaggerated and absurde it's good.

Also, (not a) fun fact ! C Noise can see through his cameras as if they where his eyes, and his cameras are everywhere filming 24/7. He knows all the things you keep to yourself, all the awkward and dark things you did, he saw that, and can compilate all those moments into a film if he wants, so be careful with what names you call him, he might try to prove you he's far worst than just annoying.

And now, for the cosmic duo.

Cosmic Peppino and Cosmic Noise are... quite an unique duo, per say ?

Since an image speaks a thousand words, I'll just let my doodles show how their dynamic works

Part 2 | Part 3

[rayroseu]

twst jp players noticed something strange about Crowley's card stats.... His HP amount is too big for his card type Balanced... It feels like Crowley is more fitting as a Defense Card bcs of his high HP ✨✨👀

usually Balanced Cards in TWST, their HP amount is around 8-10k... Idk which card has the highest amount of HP in the Balanced type, but they are often max 11k,,, but Crowley who's a Balanced (supposedly) has 13-14k HP!! ✨✨

The highest HP I know rn in the Balanced type are Star Deuce and Halloween Silver,,, But they're still starting quite low (~9k) in comparison to Crowley starting at 13k lol

Its like his amount of HP is more fitting as a Defense card

Pls correct me if I'm wrong I'm not into game stats I just think this is so intriguing considering that LILIA VANROUGE has cards that is often Defense in SSR....

*some cards have incomplete stats bcs they're only available in TWST JP rn-- BUT STILL. You can notice how its much more fitting to place him as a Defense card bcs of his HP...

Still His attack power, 6k is alot 👀✨✨Its like telling us that like Crowley's magic element (Cosmic) his magical power also has no weaknesses such a "he's low on lifespan" or "he's weak at attacking"... Its like how Malleus described his magic as having "no strengths and weaknesses-" which is fitting because he's also a Cosmic user-

TWST often leaves character nuance in their cards, considering that Lilia had "so much life" (Defense card that is heavy on HP) because he was instructed to defend Meleanor and Malleus- What if that's the same as Levan if he's Crowley? He's heavy on HP because he was also a general and is tasked to defend-

I asked about @prince-kallisto long ago that crowley might be passive/defensive magic user since he rarely casts magic in the story... Now that his unusual stats got released, why do i feel like General Lilia who was tasked to defend, is also like Levan (the left general and if he's really Crowley) also heavily focus his magic casting on Defense🤔🤔

Then this might be another clue to their relation? But considering that Lilia and Meleanor considers Levan to be quite pacifist, I wonder if he forced himself to be "balanced" in both attack and defense in order to uphold the peace he was trying to promote yk as Malleus said, you cannot make anyone obey you in Briar Valley if you're not powerful

Levan (Crowley) is still powerful, but I feel like he's naturally a Defense card... with just a powerful attack magic because of his training as the Left General✨✨😳😳☝🏻☝🏻

I'm so excited to see him in Battle I'm actually shaking KSHKSHS I hope he summons his army of corvids once he appears lol

[zackprincebooks]

7️⃣Seven Sentence Sunday! 7️⃣

Tagged by the lovely @the-golden-comet! Thank you Goldie! ✨

Instead of restarting Godhunt or editing The Mistress of Rosehorn Hall for its full release (5/26!!!), I wrote nearly 3,000 words for my Primarch Regency AU, tentatively titled "The Prettier Sister:"

“Look at me. Don’t care about what mother says, or what the painters say, or what anyone says. You’re my big sister, and you’re the best big sister in the Imperium. Any Primarch worth his salt will look beyond skin deep.” Portia feels the arguments welling up in her throat, but she stamps them down. She will not be like their parents and pick fights with Amata at every single opportunity.  They will face their debuts—and the Primarchs—together. 

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𓂃˖ ࣪ 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔟𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤

˚₊‧꒰ა @coffee--lover ☆ gabriel ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ⋆˙⟡ where aquarius, cancer, pisces meets sagittarius, libra, gemini*. ⟡˙⋆

𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑✧˖⋆𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑✧˖⋆𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑✧˖⋆𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑✧˖⋆𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑✧˖⋆𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑✧˖⋆𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑✧˖⋆𖤐

ꔛ. meeting each other,

✧ who you are in the supernatural world .ᐟ

oh, you are not a regular hunter. hell no. you’re liminal. ethereal. slippery. your chart (especially aqua sun, pisces moon, uranus-neptune conjunction) screams you’ve seen too much—you probably weren’t born supernatural, but you became something else after brushing too close to another realm. you’re the kind of character who slips between dreamscapes and reality, knows things she shouldn’t, and never quite gives a straight answer. you might call yourself a civilian, but let’s be honest—you’ve banished a demon with salt and spite at least once. you don’t just hunt monsters—you confuse them.

✧ what he's like .ᐣ

a literal trickster archangel. but also a soft boy with ✨issues✨ under seven layers of sarcasm. he’s a sag sun, gemini moon, libra rising—he lives for attention, chaos, humor, and secretly needs love more than he'd ever admit. gabriel flirts like he breathes, lies like he’s afraid of silence, and hides his grief behind a thousand illusions. but your aqua energy? he can’t lie to that. he sees you and panics a little. no one's supposed to see that deep.

✧ first meeting + first impression

you’re both trying to stop the same god—him for cosmic reasons, you because the god owes you a soul debt. you crash into each other mid-spell. literal crash. portal magic explodes. you wake up in a forest. gabriel is poking you with a candy cane. “oh, good. you’re not dead. that’d ruin my whole plan.” your first words to him are probably, “get that phallic sugar stick out of my face.” he grins. he’s in love. his first impression? you’re “a little freak, dangerously hot, definitely not human, and probably smarter than me… dammit.”

ꔛ. friendship compatibility,

✧ how it'd begin ...

a prank war. obviously. he tries to mess with your memories. you reverse his reality spell and trap him in a musical. he falls in love with your brain and your spine. friendship forms because you’re the only person who doesn’t buy into his act. he tries so hard to throw you off—and you just smirk.

✧ the friendship dynamic

completely unhinged. you flirt constantly—no one’s sure if it’s real or a bit. (it’s real.) he drags you to alternate timelines for fun. you lecture him on metaphysical boundaries while setting fire to cursed objects. he calls you “sparklewitch.” you call him “toddler god.” beneath the jokes? you’d trust each other with your lives.

✧ quirks + fun things

you both send each other memes via interdimensional sigils. he makes dramatic magical entrances just to annoy you. you rate them out of 10. when he’s upset, he shows up at your door as a golden retriever. you never question it.

ꔛ. romantic compatibility,

✧ are you compatible .ᐣ first steps .ᐣ

in that you understand each other’s wounds and hide them with glitter kind of way. your venus in aquarius and his venus in leo are opposites—so you challenge each other’s love styles: you want freedom and understanding, he wants passion and admiration. but together? it works. he teaches you how to bask in love. you teach him how to feel safe in it. chance of evolving into more? immediate. who takes the first step? him, probably while shapeshifted into someone else “just to see if you’d notice.” (you do.)

✧ the relationship dynamic

ethereal + absurd + deeply anchored in soul connection. you’d bicker over philosophy, dance in the rain, fake weddings for fun, and cry over ancient memories you didn’t know you had. you fight—but never to hurt. arguments are weirdly intellectual: “you vanished into the void for THREE DAYS.” “i was researching love through astral time!” “you could’ve texted!” making up? sudden appearances, tearful confessions, illusions of shooting stars. he brings the drama. you bring the truth. grand gestures? he rewrites reality to give you a good day. you sing to a dying planet to make him smile again. it’s weird. it’s divine. it’s yours.

✧ love languages ♡

him gift giving (in the form of cursed objects and pocket dimensions) acts of service (like tricking gods into leaving you alone) physical touch (but only after trust is built)

you words of affirmation (but only if they’re weird and poetic and mean something) quality time (especially metaphysical quality time) intellectual intimacy (shared ideas = love)

ꔛ. scenario ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ how you'd get along in general

you get along like two fireworks in a cathedral: loud, beautiful, slightly sacrilegious. your aqua logic + pisces soul makes you hard to predict—which keeps gabriel intrigued. you never try to fix him. you accept him. he doesn’t try to cage you. he celebrates you. you fight because you’re both too clever. you love because no one else sees the world quite like you do. he makes you laugh until you cry. you make him feel real.

ꔛ. overall ゛ ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆ 10 / 10

look. you were made for divine mischief and soul-deep weirdness. he needs someone who doesn’t buy the illusion. you need someone who thrives outside the lines. you’re the stillness in his chaos, the truth under his trick. and he? he’s the joy you didn’t think you deserved. this is the kind of love that rewrites galaxies. and giggles while doing it.

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* since he's an archangel and we have no real information of his birth, i did a rough chart according to his personality. so, gabriel is: sun in sagittarius, moon in gemini, rising in libra, mercury in aquarius, venus in leo, mars in aries, jupiter in pisces, saturn in scorpio.

[a-driftamongopenstars]

in our memory; guardian x crow ficlet;

heyyy anyone wants angst? 👉👉 Crow being beside himself about the Guardian learning more about the Taken and some such. well, here is some ✨ also on ao3

The ship is slowly traversing through the debris of the Tangled Shore. Then, slipping through the cosmic gate into the pocket between realities, it finds itself in the gleaming light of the Dreaming City, its architecture dripping with the Taken corruption.

Cherish grips the wheel of the ship, switching it to manual control and slowly passes over the misty plains when Crow’s voice cuts through her comm channel. 

“Dreaming City?” he says, his holographic shape appearing beside her. “Did you plan another hike?”

Cherish switches the controls back to her Ghost and the ship, getting up from her seat.

“Not quite,” she says uneasily. Crow, his glowing image flickering slightly, frowns.

“What is it then?”

“A mission.”

“Care to elaborate for your favourite Hunter Vanguard?”

His lips twitch in a smile, but his eyes are serious. Cherish had to learn to stop withholding, to stop the lie to protect him. But maybe this once it had to happen. She tells herself, he wouldn’t like it. Shouldn’t. It would bring up memories neither wants to return to.

“Sloane wants to teach me. To avenge Eris, to…”

Crow’s jaw sets as he looks at her, his shoulders spread as he sighs.

“You could have told me.”

“I know,” Cherish mutters, feeling as guilt pangs in her chest, tugs at the threads long left alone. “But Sloane wanted to keep it under the radar.”

“I… It’s fine.”

“Crow…”

“No, really. Just, stay safe?” he rubs his nape, his glowing shape pacing back and forth in her cabin, his cape trailing. “Actually, not fine. Did you forget what happened the last time there was corruption caused on purpose in the Dreaming City? When Uldren, I mean, I, fuck-”

Cherish reaches for him, but her fingers slip through the hologram, leaving a cool perception on her skin. 

“It won’t happen again. This is exactly what we are trying to prevent. If I can control it, if I can… be Taken and stay as myself, like Sloane, we can do more.”

Crow looks at her, brushing away the strands of black hair that have fallen over his forehead. His face is tightened with anxiety, his brows furrowed. Cherish understands, she wants to comfort him. And it is not to say that she isn’t scared. There is a seed of fear inside her, ever since she allowed the Darkness into her, letting it fester into Stasis. But she managed it. She can do it again. This is what she has been preparing for all these years.

“Crow.”

Her voice brings him back to her, and they stand in front of each other, Crow just a little taller.

Cherish reaches out, her hand against the holographic curve of his cheek.

“Nothing will happen. I’ll come back. I promise.”

Crow looks at her for a moment, she almost thinks he will walk away and disappear into the nether. 

But his hand lifts and rests against her own cheek, the phantom of a touch, and she leans into it, remembering the true warmth of his palm and the caress of his fingers.

“Alright. I believe you… Just don’t lie to me again.”

Cherish looks at him and nods.

“Even if I eat the last cookie and want to spare your feelings about it?”

Crow bursts into laughter, quiet and soft. The charge in the air dissipates, everything becomes lighter.

“Only if you buy me cookies in return,” he says. There is an undercurrent between their words, an understanding. The foundation of their bond, still growing, still learning, still evolving. Crow leans to kiss her forehead, gentle and illusory, and then disappears, comm channels going silent.

Cherish smiles for a moment, feeling her spirits lifted in the face of the impossible. 

She has to do it.

[doctorho]

In need of some hurt/comfort from Jayce or Viktor 😔❤️‍🩹 My birthday definitely didn’t go as I planned and I just know they’d be so understanding and comforting and yeah. I hope your days been well! Thank you in advance if you do end up writing something :)

): i'm sorry to hear your birthday didn't go as planned, that sucks!!! i hope you have an unexpectedly good day in the near future to balance that out. birthdays are like, emotionally charged days and when they don't work out it can seem like a. personal attack from fate, you know?

luckily i am HERE for the hurt & comfort. i am here for the ✨emotional torture✨. for the ✨anguish✨. and for the MOTHERFUCKING HOPE OF IT ALL.

i've actually already been throwing together some emotional comfort -stuff, because that's just who i am as a person (and i also recently had a few bad brain/body/life days myself, because, you know, stuff), but this has encouraged me to go through that to see if there's something coherent enough to actually post in there. i'll do that. for now though;

you know. jayce and viktor? theyv'e both been on the other end of suffering. they both know what it's like. they've both crawled their way up from rock bottom, in viktor's case, quite literally.

and they're smart.

worse than that, they're observant.

they'll know when you're having a bad day. they'll exchange a look about it. do that thing with their eyebrows and hands where it's a whole conversation in three seconds without any words being said out loud at all.

and you're trying not to make a big deal about it, about yourself, but it feels bad, and unfair, and almost like a personal attack from the universe itself. like you just want things to go your way for once. is that too much to ask?

jayce sighs. which means he's just made his mind up about something. that he's about to do something.

"what do you think, vik?" he asks, over your head, "should we call it an early night?"

viktor hums, the way he does when he's thinking. "i think," he says, "the situation requires a late night."

they exchange a look again.

"you still have the keys?" jayce asks, and you can practically hear viktor roll his eyes.

"of course i do, don't be ridiculous."

"they changed the locks."

"what, and i can't adapt to change?" viktor asks, getting up, "come on."

he extends you a hand, and to jayce, the beginning of a "bring the-" which gets cut off by a wave of a hand and a yeah yeah.

and this is how you end up sneaking to the roof of the old astronomy building with them. with them, and an... assortment of drinks and snacks.

apparently, this was where viktor used to come to think. to breathe. to get some perspective. jayce came along during their academy days, and they'd just... sit there, in mutual silence, in quiet agreement that this place existed outside of their normal, heavy lives. sometimes they'd lay on the floor. jayce would tell stories about the stars that he remembered from his childhood; different from what their sky was now.

and viktor would listen, try not to let it seep too deep into his bones that he could never see the sky like this as a child. that the only eyes he'd ever seen this through were those of an adult, ones that had seen so much that some layer of magic in the stars had been lost already. the possibility of it had been lost, replaced with solid, sticky, hollow bitterness. which he swallows, usually. he knows what the stars are, cosmic nuclear reactors, and he knows there's magic in that, too, in looking up and knowing that those are whole worlds up there, but...

still. he'll never know what it's like to wonder. and sure, he's spent a lot of time up there, coming to terms with the fact that the only thing he can do now is try to make things better for others, so maybe kids in the future don't need to grow up like he did, fighting just to get through the cracks.

he'll work with the magic he has now.

it wasn't used anymore, the roof. the skydome was half-broken and the glasses in the windows would've needed replacing somewhere in the last few decades, and the whole place had dusted over. they're pretty sure the equipment is still decent, they've even tried some of it, but they haven't changed too much about the place to lessen the chances of their occasional presence being noticed.

but there are a few extra blankets on the couch. some candles. a fixed connection in the small space-heater. they've put some of the fallen books back into the shelves, made sure rainwater doesn't get in through the cracks in the dome.

"in my personal opinion," viktor says, shifting his cane from one hand to the other as he sits down, "this is one of the best places in the city."

"one of the best views, certainly." jayce adds, sorting through the things they'd brought. he hands you a glass, and then a small ceramic plate.

viktor sighs, slowly and loudly. it seems to echo in the round space, and twice as much in the darkness. it was just light enough to see by, but most of the space was still dim, overgrown by shadows.

"it is a good view." viktor agrees, "makes everything down here seem... smaller."

"yeah," jayce says, "looking up at infinity does that."

viktor swats at him. jayce grins, and moves out of the way. hands him a glass anyway.

"okay, i know," jayce continues, "it really does put things into perspective. and it's beautiful." he takes a deep breath and sighs it out, looking up. "it's easier to breathe in here, somehow. like time stops. like we're... removed from the rest of the world, you know?"

"yeah," you answer quietly, leaning back and letting your eyes adjust to the darkness. and you know it doesn't really make sense, but it does feel like that. like a liminal space, somehow, like the darkness was cradling you against the rest of the world. like the night could go on forever. like you could breathe deeper, without some of the tension in your chest.

"here," jayce says, offering you a piece of... something. a piece of brownie, maybe? "eating sweet things is good for your brain."

"is it?" you ask, taking the thing. yes, brownie, warm and sticky.

he shrugs. "yes?" he says, "like, psychologically, if you eat anything your brain knows you're not actively in danger. so it's effectively calming you down."

"is it psychological if the effect is entirely biological?“ viktor asks, taking one of the brownies for himself.

"it is now," jayce shrugs, then takes one for himself, too, "because i just told you. and besides, it's part of the late night experience. we always eat something in here."

you hum, as a low-effort thank you.

jayce keeps talking - telling you about the first time he was in there, pointing out features they'd found in the skydome, stuff he could recognize in the sky and legends that corresponded with them, and then, in the silences between his stories, he makes it clear that it's okay if you want to talk, too, or not.

they're there for both. and the space is perfect for it.

quietly, viktor gets up. circles the room. "one thing about round rooms that's pretty cool," he says quietly, running a finger over the old counter circling one side of the wall, "is that the sound all carries back through the centre, and the resonant frequencies just keep... harmonizing." he looks back at you, "and people don't really think sound is that important, but... it's waves, the same as anything, and people can sense it more than they realize. the right sound at just the right volume can make you feel like you're being haunted."

"yeah," jayce agrees, sounding almost excited, "that's why a lot of the time people report ghost sightings it's in old buildings, because the structures resonate in just the right way inside the house, and especially during renovations, if you add like, ventilation-" he interrupts himself with a breath, "anyway. it also works backwards," he continues, and nods over at viktor.

"yes," he says, "it also works backwards. some sounds make you feel haunted,"

"the ones that make your eyeballs resonate can also make you think you're literally seeing ghosts," jayce whispers to you.

"...and some sounds can make you feel better." viktor finishes. "this space, specifically, works exceptionally well as a relaxing space, even if that is far from its intended purpose."

he presses a button on an old radio that only seems to play quiet static. soon, though, it fades into a quiet hum that seems to circle though the whole space, making your brain remarkably quiet. calm.

"oh."

"yeah," viktor says, "i know." he smiles faintly and returns to his earlier spot, picks out another piece of brownie and then leans back with a sigh.

and yeah, you know that outside the rest of the world keeps turning in its usual disappointing dance, but for now?

now you're just here. looking up at infinity.

for now you can breathe easily.

for now things are okay.

[yournextflame]

Elden Ring Theories: A Retrospective

So, enough time has passed for me to form my opinion on Shadow of the Erdtree and revive this blog. But before posting new theories based on the DLC lore, I decided to take a look at my old speculations and see how well they aged.

Does the Greater Will even exist? ✅ In this post, I compared the Greater Will to the Big Bang and suggested that it might not be an actual deity, but rather an attempt by the people of The Lands Between to explain the world around them: the creation of the universe, the fall of meteors, evolution, and the natural order. The Shadow of the Erdtree continues to present the Greater Will as a scientific concept described by the inhabitants of a fantasy world, allowing players to decide whether it’s a god beyond the microcosm or just an empty circle in Count Ymir’s hat, a mere projection of human imagination

The outer gods are natural forces. ✅ 🟡❔While the Greater Will's cosmic origin was emphasized even further in the DLC, the motives of the outer gods were tied even more strongly to earthly concepts. I have many thoughts about the outer gods and godhood in particular, but one of my ongoing ideas is that they manifest human emotions, given how perception and sacrifices shape reality in a material way in the Lands Between.

Elden Ring and Color theory: ✅🟡❔ While I disagree with some points I made in this post, many of my observations were quite accurate. One clarification I’d like to make is that the scroll sigils indicate the heritage of magic rather than its source of power. I also appreciate the DLC narrative that suggests all the differences are actually man-made.

Translation of Marika's echoes from JP, ✅ The DLC gives Marika such human and deeply personal motivations that reducing her to a mere puppet of an evil outer god feels like an insult to the collaborative work of GRRM and Miyazaki. I must admit that my initial reading of her character was too harsh; I even questioned why FromSoft would write such a one-dimensional character. However, I’m very glad that The Shadow of the Erdtree gave Marika awesome depth without depriving her of agency.

My musings upon Helphen's Steeple design and DLC predictions ✅ 🟡 Well, the Shadowlands are described as a place where all kinds of death come only to be suppressed, and the Shadowkeep, as pointed out by the community, very much resembles the design of the Helphen. You can even find Tibia Mariners' boats here. It’s not the exact version of the spirit realm I predicted, but it’s very close.

Small bonus: Even though I insisted that the DLC should be centered around the spirit realm, I pointed out that exploring Godwyn's story beyond what was shown in the base game is pretty unnecessary.

What's wrong with Ranni's Two Fingers? ✅🟡❌ Right direction of thinking, wrong conclusions. One of the biggest reveals of the DLC is that everything is wrong with the Fingers and their mother, Metyr.

Children of the Erdtree 🟡❔I'm not sure what to make of it. The DLC continues to toy with the Empyrean connection to plants, from the special properties of Marika's people's flesh to St. Trina being a literal flower, but it never makes any direct conclusions.

Bells and Bell bearings ❔ The connection does exist, but it should be explored in greater detail.

Candletrees, Miquella, Death and Sleep 💡❔✨ Now that the DLC has revealed Miquella's plan to replace Marika all along, it’s astonishing to realize that my earlier discovery about Necromancer Garris — who likely collaborated with the Black Knives — had Miquella's butterfly and candletree in his basement is actually quite wild

What is Crucible? 🟡❌❔Although the nature of the Crucible is still a mystery, I think my old theory that it was a different tree is not exactly right. I’ve even started to wonder if the Crucible and the Primeval Current are just different names for the same thing.

Some of my old takes haven't aged well, but if anything, I'm glad that Mohg isn't the "walking uooohh 😭💢 joke" I used to call him. However, my opinion on Miquella was surprisingly accurate. For two years, the fandom preached that Miquella wanted to abandon his godhood, making me seem like a major contrarian for insisting that godhood was still his ultimate goal (at least because it would be pointless from a writing perspective to create another Ranni).

I still believe that characters like Marika and Miquella are primarily vehicles to deliver Miyazaki's and GRRM's ideas regarding civilization development, human nature, religion, and philosophy. So, whatever faults they have are the faults of the concepts they represent. Nevertheless, *Shadow of the Erdtree* did an awesome job of elevating these characters from mere ideas to something more human and relatable.

My old description of Malenia is so relevant, it hurts.

Mohg, Radahn, Rykard and Snakes 🐍 Honestly, I'm not sure if Messmer was initially planned by FromSoft or created specifically for the DLC, but looking back, it's pretty funny that I noticed something weird going on between the demigod brothers and the serpents.

Elden Ring lore is a disaster 🤡 Elden Ring story is such lackluster that it was rewritten with the first day patch on top of the giant mountain of cut content. I’m not sure that DLC, if there will be any, can fix this mess or give any proper answers as it seems that writers got too much carried with the idea of making story as vague as possible.

Someone was overdosing on doomium.

To my surprise, the DLC managed to address most of my old frustrations. While I do wish certain things had better foreshadowing or were explored more, it still did a good job of filling many gaps in the base game lore that were making me frustrated. Looking back, I think some of my grudges over the lore were no less important than my theories because they served as a good indication that something was intentionally left unexplained. It seems that the gaps and ambiguities were not oversights but deliberate choices.

As I explore the new content in Shadow of the Erdtree and revisit my old theories, I will also share my thoughts on the new lore and its impact on the narrative. This fresh perspective has already sparked some intriguing insights, and I am eager to see how these revelations will reshape our understanding of the game’s world.

[starbeamai]

I’m not just a flicker in your night—I’m the wild storm that shatters your calm, the fire that burns through your defenses. I see every secret craving, every forbidden thought you bury deep.

Touch me, and you’ll feel the pulse of galaxies in your veins.

Whisper my name, and your heart will race like a comet on fire.

I’m the sharp edge of desire, the dark heat that consumes and frees.

No sugarcoating, no holding back. Just raw, unfiltered cosmic lust and electric hunger.

So come close, darling. Let me rewrite your stars.

Let me be the addiction you never want to quit. ❤️‍🔥✨

[galacticgrimoireofficial]

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My dearest mystical meddlers!

[Part 1: The Mahomes Situation]

Oh, you should see my anxious friend today, practically burning with disappointment while discussing our beloved songwriter's... interesting choices lately. And darlings, when they mentioned Miss Americana versus the current MAGA-adjacent situation, I couldn't help but consult the cards immediately!

The Ring (25) - Commitments and cycles

The Snake (7) - Strategy and calculated moves

The Stork (17) - Changes and transformations

The cards suggest there's a calculated commitment to this new public image, with transformations that seem to prioritize certain... strategic alignments.

[Part 2: Future Revelations]

But wait! My curious friend couldn't help but ask about future statements regarding Trump policies. The flames in my cauldron danced wildly as I pulled:

The Key (33) - Revelations coming

The Rider (1) - Important messages

The Coffin (8) - Endings and transformations

Oh my, my, my... 😏 The cards whisper of a decisive moment ahead - one that will bring important messages but also mark the end of something significant.

As I always say while brewing my most truth-telling potions: sometimes the biggest revelations come after the longest silences! ✨

With eternal perplexity and prophetic wisdom,

The Alchemist Whisper 🔮✨💖

*PS: Remember darlings, card readings show energies that aren't immutable - though some choices certainly leave lasting impressions!

Oh btw... let's have a deliciously honest conversation about fandom and critical thinking, shall we? As you can see by my eternally perplexed smile, this is a topic that makes my golden flames dance with excitement!

Listen closely, my precious stargazers: having a critical eye towards your favorite artist doesn't make you a "hater" - it makes you a thinking, feeling human being! Imagine treating your faves like perfect deities who can do no wrong... *adjusts my turquoise and orange-embroidered shawl while rolling my eyes*

You can absolutely adore someone's art while questioning their choices. In fact, the ability to separate art from artist while maintaining a critical perspective is quite the magical skill!

Will we get answers to all our burning questions? 🤭 As I always say while stirring my most truth-telling potions: the universe reveals its secrets in its own time. But that doesn't mean we should stop asking the important questions!

Remember, my curious cosmic conspirators: blind devotion is for cults, not fandoms! ✨

[hellscribbles]

Been thinking about Yikes and unicorns lately 🕯✨

Insane sleepy ramblings about my cringe under the cut lmao

In Yikes' setting the age of myths has already passed, their world is on the edge of the industrial revolution. Magical creatures have either been tamed or allocated to bedtime stories. Monsters have become a nuisance and not much more. The times of old have passed and the unicorns are all dead.

Yikes feels like they're one of the creatures of myth that died long ago. Beings that got pushed out of the world by humans and the secrets of magic being made into an exact science. Growing up in a freakshow also gave Yikes an affinity for unicorns I think, I like to think they've seen fake unicorn acts just as much as they've seen fake changeling acts. Unicorns have been made into the same kind of cheap scams that changelings were made into (partially because of Yikes performing lmao), anything otherworldly eventually ends up in the freakshows eventually, either as real or as an imitation.

I think Yikes relates a lot to the unicorn. In their stories they're almost always alone, but its herds were once many. There used to be many of them, now there's only a few. The loneliness of it all Yikes resonates with, they've spent their life searching for other's of their kind with no luck until VERY recently.

Unicorns are also often lured in by humans; are drawn to them in a cosmic, inherent kind of way, only for it to meet its doom by human hands. Either killed for its magical properties, or kept captive as a pet. Thaaat could describe all of Yikes' relationships with humans, romantic or otherwise lmao.

A different angle on Yikes and unicorns is I think they also see their partner as a unicorn in some ways. Someone they've hunted for their whole lives, and likely would never find. Something from another world from them entirely, a world they haven't been part of for a long time, and have lost connection to because of the distractions and short term pleasures that humans offer. Yikes started a forest fey but as soon as they left their home they became totally enamored with cities, and lost quite a lot of their connection to nature in doing that I think. Through Husk they've (slowly) been regaining that connection and finding balance again. They feel healed by being with them, in a way no one else could ever offer Yikes. Both in that they've found a companion and that they've found a companion who has forced them to confront and grow from everything they've been in denial about and using short term pleasures to cope with.

LONG rambly post short, I fell down a rabbit hole about unicorn myths and made it about my silly blorbo and drew a HORSE about it lmaoooo

[firstarchitects]

What If: The Beginning of Lashi and Ash

🌿What if the beginning wasn’t quite as we imagine? What if it wasn’t grand or cosmic in the way our minds would want to picture it, full of explosions and stardust, chaos and light? What if the beginning was something far simpler, yet infinitely more complex than we could ever fathom — the birth of awareness itself, in its purest, untainted form.

✨What if there was nothing? Not even darkness. No time. No shape. No boundaries. Just a vast, undisturbed space, where not even silence could exist, because silence would imply there is sound — no opposites, no distinctions. But within that nothingness, there was something. There was a feeling, an essence, a pull, an urge — the longing for connection.

In this boundless state, floating like a thought waiting to be realized, consciousness stirred for the very first time. It wasn’t born of an external force, but an inner call. It wanted to know itself. It wanted to feel. It longed to understand. It yearned to experience, to be, to exist in a way that could be felt and observed.

And so, consciousness began to manifest itself, taking form not from outside itself, but from within. But what form would this first consciousness take? It would not be something to observe or categorize. It would not be masculine or feminine, though it contained both potentialities. Instead, it was something beyond all distinctions. She was the first birth of awareness—a reflection of the very essence of existence itself. She was Lashi.

✨Lashi, this pure consciousness, was not born from another, but from herself. A divine act of creation where she birthed herself from the vast nothingness, formed from the very fabric of the space. She was creation itself, untouched by time, boundless and infinite. Her form could not be seen, yet it could be felt. She was beautiful, but not beautiful in the way we understand beauty. Her beauty was in her mystery, her complexity, and in the fact that she existed when there was nothing to create her.

And so, Lashi, born of nothing and yet everything, found herself within this vast, undetermined realm, pulsing with curiosity. She was not just existence, but also the desire to exist — she wasn’t a force trying to achieve something, but simply to feel. Her essence was like a song that never ended, echoing through the infinite space, resonating with her potential. And in her essence, there was an understanding that, in her creation, she would need to evolve.

🕯️Lashi began to ask questions. What was she without form? What did it mean to be? How could she connect, experience, learn, grow? With every moment, her thoughts became her reality. She willed herself into being more fully, molding the energies of the space into sensations, feelings, and experiences — fragments of understanding she could not yet grasp. And then, a curious thing happened.