#going 'i can't tell‚ is that a tinge of yellow still left or am i hypersensitized at this pt and imagining it'

[aeide-thea]

tfw you splash curry on yr shirt when yr dishing it out and yr nice leisurely dinnertime immediately becomes How 2 Get the Devil Spice Turmeric Out of Fabric >:(

[moonfurthetemmie]

Petruccio & Gonzalo

here they are. little fuckers.

Yighraru’s magic has corrupted theirs, as seen by the blue tinge almost everywhere in their magic. It’s even in their eyes. Anyone who sees them will know immediately that something’s Wrong, even if they don’t understand the significance of it.

For some reason (they think it’s funny to creep people out), they always stand like that together; Petruccio on the left and Gonzalo on the right. 

Odd poses but i needed them to show off their magic a little. Petruccio’s ‘hush’ pose is a reference to his charmspeak; the special ability he got for being a corrupt. There’s some limits to it, but essentially when he uses it he can tell anyone what to do and they’ll do it. Gonzalo’s is electricity, which is something obsidian has but everyone (myself included) keeps forgetting about. Normally I think it acts a lot like Koroit’s, but here it’s…it’s a little corrupted.

The blue is mainly because i didn’t like any of my other options, but it’s supposed to be close to the blue used to suggest The Void in World of Warcraft.

It was very much an afterthought while I was finishing up the poses, but I thought it’d be funny if Petruccio got heels specifically so he would match Gonzalo in height. He was taller for ages! And then they were the same height! And now Gonzalo is TALLER THAN HIM!!!!!!!!!!! What the fuck!!!!!!!!!! anyways what im sayin is they’re silly

Honestly the idea of ‘human’ corrupts and radiants having glowing marks on their skin has implanted itself in my brain and now I just Gotta. Now that I think about it it’s kinda like how OG Nightmare’s form got fucked up when he got corrupted, but on a smaller and less damaging scale. You’ll note, however, that even that magic is Touched™

Please ALSO note the use of each other’s colors in their outfit! Gonzalo has some touches of green, and Petruccio has some touches of gold/yellow. This is “the curtains are blue and it means something” moment because i think i’m brilliant. It’s because they’re basically glued together. I am compelled to share every single design thought

Gonzalo’s hair should be entirely blonde, because Radiance, but I absolutely cannot take him seriously with blonde hair. I settled for streaks + eyebrows with the excuse of ‘he dyed the rest of it’

A better look at both, under the cut:

Petruccio

so firstly, i realized i always kinda dress Jade alternates like hoes, and also he looked cold, so i gave him a jacket. Also boots that are more practical for a fight, or otherwise moving around lots. the jacket works better than I thought. So, yeah, this is just an alternative outfit.

sharp teethesies

funky eyes

sword...

don't forget the freckles <3

See that mark on his face? There's a similar one on his back. Larger though.

Gonzalo

i fucked up and deleted the Gonzalo Only save so now i can't have Just Gonzalo unless i want to remake him from scratch and jesus christ please no

so. i had to improvise. which means i am hiding a full body out of shame of petruccio still also being there, even if he'd realistically be right there anyways.

oo tattoos waow

The tattoos are also glowing with eldritch magic. there was an in-universe explanation for Why but i've slept since then and forgor...

the rose is mostly because i didn't want identical snakes, but also didn't want a big ass tattoo on one arm and have the other one bare. looked weird to me at the time. in reality it should probably be something "cooler" but my options were limited

he also has sharp teef.

there's also more radiant-made markings on his body than just his face! There's some on his back and legs too.

also taking these pictures i realized i didn't change his eyes from the pink/purple i was playing with for the Eldritch Magic to the blue that I finally settled on. so i had to go do that.

[headinthestaticsky]

The Phenomenon of the Immortal Sun: Jasper Hale x Fleur Swan, Chapter 5

None of the characters in Twilight belong to me, all rights go to Stephenie Meyer.

"Where did I go? When did the sun rise? How did I fall? Got lost in the moonlight."

Where did I go, by Jorja Smith.

At first, I didn't know where I was the room was pitch black. But then, I heard the water, my eyes opened... I was here again. The part of my mind that I was in during my transformation of being a vampire. But this time, a small yellow light filled the room. Its soft warm glow pulled me in and unfroze me from the wind that held me down. It was familiar yet nothing I had ever come across. I reached out to touch it, it was just out of my fingertips grasp when...I woke up... The sun was set by the time I woke again, it looked late out.

"Fleur...you're awake." Jasper said relieved, a small smiling was on his face.

I looked around the room, I saw the Cullens, my dad, Bree and... Seth? What was Seth doing here?

"What...happened."

Carlisle looked a little wearily before speaking.

"Well... I found out why your eyes have stayed red all of this time."

"Yes?..."

"Sometimes depending on the health, the human's body is in when they're turned into a vampire there blood can protect certain organs and systems...during the venom change, preserving it to be in its human state that before the human was turned."

"Uh, that is very interesting Carlisle but you do know my father is here right?"

"I know everything now Petal... I got a slight hint when you pushed that thing into a tree and it snapped in half..."

"Oh...okay. Wait, certain organs can be preserved by my human blood?"

"Yes...including the reproductive system..."

Dad, Alice, Dean, Emmett, Bree, and Seth left the room, wanting to leave the 4 of us alone.

"Oh..." I had to wait a few seconds for Carlisle's previous statement to sink in.

"OH..."

"Wait a second are you telling me I'm."

"Pregnant...yes." Jasper interrupted. He looked so happy, his eyes were lit up with joy. Rosalie looked like she was going to explode with excitement. I, on the other hand, was in shock.

"Umm...Not that I'm not happy with this pregnancy but...how can I conceive exactly... Jasper's a vampire..."

"Well certain aspects of a vampire area are replaced with venom, tears, saliva..." Carlisle started

"Okay, I think I got the idea. So me fainting in the woods was triggered by my son?"

"Yes, it...wait your son?" Carlisle inquired with a tinge of humor in his voice.

"I just have a strong hunch it's a boy," I replied.

"I don't know darlin, I think it's a girl."

"I'm with Jasper on this one Fleur... it's totally a girl." Rosalie added.

I giggled before my mind began to wander off...

"Carlisle, I can't even fight off a vampire without passing out, how am I going to be able to hunt? Is he a vampire or human?"

"We'll figure something out feeding wise but when I took an ultrasound I got a heartbeat, so I believe it is human... its heartbeat was slightly faster than a human baby but it's a heartbeat nevertheless."

"Do you know how long the pregnancy will last?" I asked.

"We're not sure, it is growing quite quickly so I don't think it will be a full 9 months."

"Okay, how did dad react to... everything?"

"He thought it was a joke at first." Jasper replied.

"But he eventually believed us, he's glad he knows everything now." Rosalie added.

"C'mon darlin, let's go to the lounge," Jasper said.

I went to get up but my legs were like jelly, I collapsed bracing myself on the table I was laying on.

"Whoa." I said quickly.

Rosalie and Jasper helped me up and guided me to the lounge room. I saw Seth and Bree sitting down with each other, holding hands and just talking amongst themselves. I laid down on the white couch, everyone was observing me.

"Uh... I called Bella, she said she and Edward are coming back early she said she wants to talk with you. She didn't sound to happy. " Dad explained.

"Dad... why did you call her? She's gonna try and kill me for taking her away from her 1 on 1 Edward time." I whined jokingly.

"Petal...you're a vampire, I don't think she'll have a chance," Dad said chuckling.

"Wow, that's a sentence I never thought I would say." Dad mumbled to himself.

"Edward hasn't turned Bella yet?" I inquired raising my head up to look at Carlisle.

"No, he didn't trust himself enough to do it."

"Well, I love you Petal I better get going, I'm beat." Dad leaned down and kissed my forehead.

"Love you too dad." The front door closed a few seconds later.

"So how long do I have before Bella and Edward come back?"

"They'll be here early tomorrow morning, 4 or 5 am," Esme answered.

"I'm going to end up getting my head ripped off." I mumbled, my head had begun to pound.

"I'm sure Edward will be fine with the situation." Esme comforted.

"And Bella?"

"Ehh... we'll see." Esme said ensuring.

Timeskip: 4:19 AM

I hadn't been pregnant for long and already my body was starting to feel its effects. My head constantly pounded and my thirst seemed never-ending. I couldn't move very far and I felt quite dizzy. Rosalie was sent out with Carlisle to collect animal blood for me since I wouldn't be able to hunt on my own. The rest of the Cullens left Jasper and I alone knowing I was overwhelmed with everything that happened. My head was on Jaspers lap and he was stroking my hair back, it was comforting. I could sense Bella and Edward had made it back to the house, her blood still made me sick. It was as if my senses were heightened, I could hear and smell even farther than I ever could before. I groaned and turned my head toward the couch.

"What's wrong darlin?"

"Bella and Edward are back...her blood is making me sick."

"Her emotions are giving me a headache," Jasper complained.

"Haha."

"You're so cruel."

Before I could rebuttal I heard the front door fly open, and the sound of two stomping feet entering the room.

"Why in the hell did I have to leave my honeymoon?" Bella asked demandingly.

I slowly raised myself up and turned toward them, both of there faces were screwed up with anger.

"Well one: dad got attacked by a vampire and found out our secret and two..." I stopped and looked at Jasper, an unsure look was on my face.

"She's pregnant," Jasper said for me.

"WHAT? That's impossible!" Bella screeched. I rolled my eyes and held my head.

"We need to get that thing out of you." Edward spat out, walking toward me. Jasper immediately got up and got in his face.

"Back off." He hissed.

"Guys! We could use some help in here!" I yelled.

Alice, Dean, Emmett, Bree, and Esme rushed in.

"What's going on here?" Esme asked, a stern look was on her face.

"How could you let her keep that...thing?!" Edward yelled.

"Excuse me, it's a baby dumbass." Emmett snapped.

"Oh, how do you know that?" Bella said, rolling her eyes.

"Carlisle said that when she was changed some of her human blood protected her reproductive system, so she could still have children. It's why her eyes have always been red. He also said the baby has a heartbeat so it's human." Alice said, I had never seen her so angry at Edward before. She was always so close to him.

"Just leave them alone Edward." Bree jumped in.

"You guys can't seriously believe that it's actually a baby, that things going to be evil just like her." Bella snided.

"Will you two ever shut the fuck up?" I mumbled.

"If you guys aren't going to take it out of her I WILL." Edward roared.

Jasper pushed him back, he fell into a piano smashing it. It reminded me of what happened to Dean a few years back. He got up to go back toward me but Emmett put a hand on his shoulder holding him back.

"Edward, Bella... all this fighting isn't good for Fleur right now!" Esme stated.

I heard two whooshing sounds, I looked over and saw Carlisle and Rosalie with bags of blood.

"What...the hell...what happened?" Rosalie stuttered.

"Oh I see it now, Rosalie must've convinced her to keep it." Edward said, Bella nodded in agreement.

"Edward...don't go there." Emmett growled. Edward didn't seem to listen and smirked.

"You're so desperate to have a child you're willing to let this...demon fulfill your pathetic fantasy."

Rosalie stepped up, her eyes turned black and the look on her face was set to kill.

"I never hesitated to kick your ass before but if you dare go near her Bella's going to have to chase your pretty little rolling head down the hill." Rosalie hissed at Edward. Edward slowly backs away from Rosalie, knowing he took it too far.

"Edward..." Carlisle started.

"Get that thing out of her." Edward snapped.

"If you call my baby a thing one more time I will kick you through the glass wall," I growled.

"Look... you guys came back so Bella could finally be transformed into a vampire, let's get this done already. Fleur doesn't need all of this stress right now. Since she's a vampire she'll be able to survive the encounter but it will still be stressful on her body." Carlisle states, walking both Bella and Edward into his office and closing the door. When they left I sighed and laid back down.

"I don't think I'll be getting any gifts from them." I said.

[hurt-spock]

HEY Do you still write fics on ideas? I wanted to suggest one- Spock gets transported back from a mission and a malfunction gives him amnesia. It slowly gets worse, eventually he can't remember where he is, who the crew are, who he is. I have the thought of him barging into the bridge or someone's quarters panicking because he doesn't know where or who anything is. McCoy is his usual moody self but has to resort to being kind and sympathetic to him because he is too fearful. How about it? :D

~admiralamottYou’re in luck. This idea sounds awesome so I’m gonna explore everything, and it’s gonna be a full-out multi-chapter fic.http://archiveofourown.org/works/10545404/chapters/23288080

Here’s the first part:

“Scotty! Beam us up!��� Captain Kirk was yelling in the communicator, voice probably muffled from the harsh wind.

“Ach, I’m trying sir! Th’ transporter is down! Ye gonna have tae’ find shelter for a bit longer!”

“Our chances for survival in our current situation is approximately three point—“

“Shut up you pessimistic hob-goblin,” McCoy bit at Spock, “You heard the man, just gotta wait a couple more minutes.” He turned away and began muttering to himself. “Just typical for the damn transporters to stop working when we’re caught in the middle of a hurricane”

At that moment, a large crunch and the feeling of an earthquake suddenly hit the floor. Kirk spun around to find Spock striding away just in time from a tree that had fallen over behind them.

“Scotty!” Kirk cried into the communicator again.

“Jus’ a minute sir!”

As if some unforeseeable creature had heard their pleas, the familiar tingle of yellow light wrapped around then, taking the landing party away from the danger zone and into the comfort of the ship. Comforting for two out of the three men, that is.

–

“Almost lost ye’ there.” Scotty sighed with relief as he saw the crew land. “Readings were fluctuating as ye’ transported down.”

“Yeah? Well I’m not going in that thing again ‘til it’s been tested forty times” McCoy stepped off the pad in frustration, clapping Kirk on the back and then realising the other hand needed to go to Spock’s back; only problem was that he wasn’t there.

He twisted himself around and glanced back to the transporter pad. Spock was still standing there, seemingly hadn’t moved an inch since he got back, his eyes seemed fixated to the ground.

McCoy cautiously approached the Vulcan, stepping onto the transporter pad again. Apparently he hadn’t noticed the doctor nearing him.“You alright? Looking kinda peaky.”

Spock’s head sluggishly turned to face McCoy, but eventually answered with a curt nod. McCoy wasn’t convinced.

“Did something.. hit you on that planet? Falling tree? Still tripped up from me calling you a pessimistic hob-goblin?”

Spock shook his head, but nevertheless straightened his composure again.

“I believe I am functioning adequately, doctor.” he replied, brushing past the CMO and leaving the baffled-looking Captain staring at him.

“What’s up with him?” Kirk asked, turning his head to look at McCoy.

“Dunno. Looks like he’s going to have his physical 2 weeks early though. Lucky him.” The doctor responded, swiftly striding out the transporter room and after Spock.

…

“Hey!” McCoy called after Spock, who simultaneously picked up his pace after hearing the doctor’s voice. He knew what his next words were. “I want you in sickbay, I’m not done with you yet.”Feeling it would be illogically rude to continue walking, he stopped in his tracks and turned to face McCoy.

“Doctor, I do not feel it is necessary to trouble you with an examination, which is what I presume you are beckoning me to sickbay for.”

“I watched you blank out in the transporter room for a full minute with my own two eyes. It’ll only take a minute.”

“It was a temporary readjustment to the harsh environment of our mission, to the calmer atmosphere of the ship.” He responded, craning his neck to the side slightly.

McCoy sighed in exasperation.“Fine. But if you feel any worse, come and see me right away, alright?”

Spock gave a curt nod to the doctor, and walked on to the turbolift.

–

Back on the bridge, Kirk was handing out orders to begin flight to their next mission, as the doors hissed open, revealing Spock marching in.

“Mister Spock.” The Captain acknowledged, turning his chair to face him.

“Captain,” the Vulcan replied. He walked half-way across the room, and for a split second, the thought of being lost crossed his mind; for a millisecond, he didn’t recognise the room he was in.

But then shook it off when he realised it was the bridge, and sat down at his assigned area, beginning to get to work. His hands gracefully moved over the touchscreen quickly, everything piled in him from muscle memory, everything running smoothly like clockwork. He watched his hands move, hardly having to pay much attention to his thoughts. He tuned out for a second, listening into the what the Captain was saying.

“…and that means we’ll probably be stuck up here for a while until Mister Scott is a hundred percent sure that the transporter won’t kill any of us!”

The transporter does not kill, theoretically.

Abruptly, his hands froze, like a pianist who had yet to learn the next part of their song. He glanced down at the screen, thinking back to scanner instructions, and continued his work, thinking nothing of it. But seconds later, the same thing happened. And again. Then he realised, every-time he tried to let his mind wander, he couldn’t work at the same time.

Perhaps it will be logical if I were to temporarily terminate my work.

He turned his chair to face the Captain, hesitated for a second, and then requested to leave.

“Captain, may I have your permission to take a temporary leave of absence to the mess hall. I fear that my work is being affected by my requirement of nourishment.”

Kirk was taken aback by Spock’s request. He had never asked to leave while on duty before.

“Sure Spock, take all the time you need!” he replied, taking a mental note to tell McCoy what just happened.

Spock gave a curt nod to his Captain, then seemed to walk more fast-paced than usual to the lift doors.

..

Walking down the corridors to the mess-hall, Spock glanced past the door to the sickbay. Then thought better of it, as McCoy would most likely sit him there for tests for three hours straight.

“Spock?” he heard a voice call after him. A slight tinge of annoyance filled him. He didn’t recognise the voice, and every crew member were to refer to him as Mister Spock. He pushed it away, labelling it as his half-human side trying to get through.

He turned to face the source of annoyance, then mentally wanted to kick himself when he saw it was Kirk.

He had forgotten what Captain Kirk sounded like.

“Captain,” he replied, straightening out his shirt in the presence of Kirk.

“Spock. Do you want to tell me what’s going on?”

Spock’s eyebrows furrowed in thought.“I am afraid I do not understand your meaning, Captain.”

Kirk stepped closer to the Vulcan.“You know what I mean, Spock! You faltered in the transporter room, and just now you’ve asked to leave while on duty, and you’ve never done that before. Care to tell me why?”

Spock’s left eyebrow did the impression of an aeroplane. “Perhaps it was a mere coincidence, Captain. I have also neglected my need to eat, therefore I am on my way to the mess-hall for sustenance. This is a possibility as to why my performance is not satisfactory.”

Kirk scoffed, then patted the Vulcan on the shoulder, much to his surprise.“Your work is always above satisfactory Spock. I see nothing wrong.”

Perhaps it is logical for me to inform the Captain of my ailment.

“Captain, I have been experiencing issues with my ability to recall instructions. I am seeking measures to improve my performance.”

But Kirk, as usual, simply laughed at the problem and waved it off.

“Ah, you’re always so overdramatic. Come on, Sulu’s got the conn, let’s go eat and talk about how illogical your behaviour is.”

Spock looked almost offended.“Captain, my behaviour is not illog-“

“It’s a joke, Spock.” Kirk smiled, then tugged him forwards towards the mess-hall to eat everything his endless pit of stomach would allow.

TBC