#lantern fes

[falsehero]

[gzeidraws]

Alear and Yunaka releasing a sky lantern together, for epicgarchomp!

[babygirlhaljordan]

ppl—aka @racecarcat—have shown interest in my dc oc! so without further ado! here she is :3

meet: Tala Tolentino (DC original character)

she’s a 13-15 filo girl & she’s cringe as HELL! to go along with that cringe, hal jordan is her mentor

based on the color scheme… she’s a green lantern—the picrew didn’t have the green lantern corporation uniform so i improvised with what i could!

as a green lantern, she is given the power from Her Ring to construct anything from her imagination (at least, that’s my understanding of the green lantern powers). shes a HUUGE anime fan so u can imagine the amount of power she has >:3 she does try to Protect Earth but her main goal is to Be a Magical Girl. she naruto runs in the air & makes moon prism power beams (which is really just her shooting lasers at everything) to be Sailor Moon. whenever she’s on intergalactic diplomacy mission she shares her precure fanfiction to the national government. she may be chosen as a guardian of our galaxy but she is here for whisminess Above All; which confuses the green lantern corporation

while she seems immature—AND SHE IS—the ring specifically chose her bc of her desire to unify people above all. for all her flaws, she does her best to get along with everyone. is she perfect? far from it but above all, she tries. she tries to reach out, regardless of Who You Are. and for the guardians, who have been PLAGUED with battles from various corporations. the desire for peace is important above all. and tala works hard to achieve that. it isn’t fun and it isn’t easy but it’s worth it, goddamnit. a peaceful galaxy is worth it to her. even if she’s never alive to see it… she hopes all that she achieves will be remembered within the stars

[mihai-florescu]

What are your top favourite stories (out of all of them), if you don't mind my asking?

I made my top 10 ! gachas a few weeks ago actually, as for events... Element, Performance, Checkmate, Wonder game, EP:link are my top 5, each taking turns as my ultimate favorite^_^

[kcvulpinestudios]

As a person from another planet, Bastet does have a good point; why do we carve pumpkins?

[an-internet-rando]

I don't draw often, and none of my friends are either FE fans, or have seen the original cover. Basically, I've got nobody to share this with so I'm a throw it into the Tumblr void.

Also, I'm sure someone thought of this already. I haven't seen it though.

[maltrunners]

Santa Fe Spirits 3 Year, Lost Lantern

Review by: Whiskery Turnip Image Credit: Lost Lantern Whisky Distillery: Santa Fe Spirits. Bottler: Distillery. Region: United States/New Mexico Single Malt. ABV: 50.3%. Cask Strength Age: 3 Years. Bottled in 2020. Cask type: Refill American Oak. Nose: Citrus, vanilla, dried grass, honey, corn meal, margarine, tweed, underlying herbal and nutty character. Palate: Medium-bodied with crisp…

[japansapporowalk]

【4K】さっぽろランタンフェス 2023 ～光で未来を照らそう～ 散歩 | 日本 北海道 札幌 中央区 中島公園【Binaural ASMR】

[moonmausoleum]

The Anson Lights Highway Ghost

The Anson Light Highway Ghost has been around for a long time. Have you seen the lights? #paranormal #ghosts #haunted

In the quiet Texan town of Anson, a local legend has taken form after small lights no one could explain appeared. Is it the lantern of a ghost or is the Anson lights simply the lights from the cars on the highway? There is something about the highway, especially along those monotone dusty roads that goes on for hours. The highway can make the mind wander, it takes you down a road, not only…

[magnusficent]

Family Room in Albuquerque Family room: large southwestern enclosed family room idea with dark wood floors and green walls.

[shitsndgiggs]

Maybe one where Kenan is very affectionate in front of their parents and the reader gets shy/awkward 🫠

BBQ AND BLUSHES - KENAN YILDIZ

PDA in front of your family is not something you are used to

Kenan Yildiz x fem! reader

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The smell of grilled meat and freshly cut grass filled the warm evening air as I stepped out onto the back patio.

My parents had decided to host a BBQ night, and the backyard was buzzing with the sounds of laughter and conversation.

Lanterns hung from the trees, casting a soft glow over the scene. It was the perfect summer evening, and as I scanned the crowd, my eyes landed on Kenan, who was deep in conversation with my dad by the grill.

Kenan looked completely at ease, his tall frame relaxed as he laughed at something my dad had said.

His charm was evident, the way he effortlessly fit in with my family making my heart swell with affection.

He was wearing a simple white t-shirt that contrasted with his tanned skin, and his dark hair was tousled from the breeze.

He was, as always, the most handsome man in the crowd, and I couldn’t help but feel a little proud that he was here with me.

I walked over to them, feeling the familiar flutter in my stomach that always seemed to appear when I was around him.

As I approached, Kenan glanced up and smiled warmly at me, the kind of smile that made my knees feel a little weak.

“There she is,” he said softly, his voice filled with warmth as he reached out and pulled me closer to his side. I felt his arm wrap around my waist, the touch sending a pleasant shiver through me.

“Hey,” I replied, smiling up at him. My dad was still talking, but Kenan’s attention was fully on me now.

Without a word, he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to my temple, the casual affection making my cheeks instantly flush.

I could feel the heat rising to my face, the fact that my parents were right there making me incredibly self-conscious.

I was used to Kenan being affectionate in private, but doing it in front of my family was a whole different story.

“Kenan!” I hissed softly, giving him a quick nudge, hoping he’d get the hint.

He just chuckled, clearly amused by my reaction. “What?” he asked, his tone playful as his hand tightened slightly around my waist, pulling me closer.

My dad must have noticed my discomfort because he smirked, a teasing glint in his eyes. “Looks like someone’s a bit shy,” he teased, raising an eyebrow at me.

My mom, who had just walked over with a plate of grilled veggies, joined in. “Oh, don’t mind them,” she said with a laugh. “Young love is so sweet to watch.”

I felt like my face was on fire now. “Mom, Dad, come on,” I groaned, hiding my face in Kenan’s shoulder in a desperate attempt to escape their teasing.

Kenan, of course, found the whole situation hilarious. He was still holding me close, his hand now rubbing soothing circles on my back as he tried—and failed—to stifle his laughter.

“It’s okay, Y/N,” he murmured in my ear, his voice soft and full of affection. “I’m just showing them how much I love you.”

His words made my heart skip a beat, and despite my embarrassment, I couldn’t help but smile.

Even though I was mortified that my parents were witnessing this, a part of me couldn’t deny how much I loved hearing him say that.

“Yeah, well, maybe save it for when we’re alone,” I whispered back, still hiding my face.

Kenan chuckled again, but this time he leaned down to press a quick kiss to my forehead.

“Alright, alright. I’ll behave,” he promised, though the mischievous glint in his eyes told me he was still enjoying my embarrassment.

My parents, meanwhile, seemed delighted by the whole interaction. My mom was beaming at us, and my dad just shook his head, clearly amused.

“You two are adorable,” my mom said, her voice softening. “But don’t be shy, Y/N. We love seeing you happy.”

I peeked up at Kenan, who was smiling down at me with that same warm, loving expression.

Despite my initial embarrassment, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of affection for him—and a bit of gratitude that my family was so accepting of us.

“Thanks, Mom,” I murmured, finally lifting my head from Kenan’s shoulder.

Kenan pressed one last kiss to my temple before letting go slightly, though he still kept his arm around my waist. “See? No need to be shy,” he whispered, giving me a reassuring squeeze.

I nodded, feeling a little braver now. After all, my parents were right—there was nothing wrong with showing a little affection, especially when it came to someone I loved as much as Kenan.

[chaosfairy18]

Newsiestober Day 25: Jack-o-lantern

Behold, 92sies Jack: Pumpkin edition

this took me not a lot of time and I'm glad for it bc 3 drawings in a row is a lot. But it's still cute :)

Jack made this little guy and just wistfully looked at him while probably humming Santa Fe

prompt list by @newsiestober2024

[thieves-in-the-palace]

They're really pulling some niche figures for these new Personas, huh?

Prosymna is one of three naiad daughters of the Greek river god Asterion. Along with her sisters (Acraea and Euboea), she served as a wet-nurse for Hera. The name Prosymna means "celebrate in song," which explains her harp-like design.

(Prosymna is also a genus of snake!)

Erytheia is one of the three (or four, or seven) Hesperides, nymphs who presided over evening and sunsets. The name Erytheia means "the red one." There doesn't seem to be much mythos surrounding Erytheia specifically, but her name was assigned to a small island northwest of Gilbraltar. (Nowadays it's part of Spain! The city of Cadíz can be found there.)

Preceded by Leucothea, Erytheia is one of the two (possibly 3?) P5X Persona to be rendered as a masculine entity despite being based off a distinctly feminine mythological figure. Not sure why they're doing that, but hey, the designs are great!

Syke is a bit of an oddball. While it would be easy to presume it's meant to represent Psyche, the Greek goddess of the soul…Psyche has already appeared as Metis' Persona back in P3 FES, so it's possible this one is a different entity. However, something worth noting: like the other Greek myth Persona in this post, Psyche came in a set of three, having been the youngest of three sisters.

Of what I've been able to dig up, Syke (or Syca) was also the name of a town in ancient Cilicia, a region in southern Anatolia. Another name for Syke was Setos, possibly based off the primordial sea goddess Ceto. Ceto is considered one of the oldest-known deities in Greek myth, and was mother to a myriad of monsters, such as the Graiae and Gorgon sisters.

Meng Po is the Chinese goddess of forgetfulness, tasked with ensuring that souls headed for reincarnation are reborn with no memories. To accomplish this, she serves a memory-wiping soup to souls crossing the Naihe Bridge out of Diyu, a subterranean maze that serves as an equivalent to hell in Chinese mythology.

This lore explains both the bowl and lantern in this Persona's design. The bowl represents the soup, obviously enough, while the lantern can be interpreted as symbolic of "guiding the dead."

Cleodora was one of the three Thriae, prophetic nymphs who lived in the Corycian Cave of Mt. Parnassus. Though the Thriae are often considered to be the "bee-maidens" (women bearing human heads/torsos and bee wings/lower bodies) described in the Homeric Hymn to Hermes, it's possible they're different trios; the Thriae predicted the future through throwing stones (pessomancy/mantic pebbles), while the bee-maidens predicted the future through casting lots (cleromancy).

The only info I can find on Cleodora as separate from the Thriae states that she was the mother of Parnassos, who invented a way to predict the future based on birds (ornithomancy).

[yuoimia]

yellow roses ✿

summary: hanging out w/ them | platonic!

chars: diluc, yelan, dehya, venti, ayato, ganyu, kaveh, kazuha, xiao.

cw: alcohol in venti’s.

a/n: my entry for @i23kazu’s ambrosial event!

diluc - flower picking

this guy definitely has a soft side for flowers. it isn’t uncommon he’d ask you to join him for a lazy stroll around dawn winery and the neighbouring mountains whenever he feels a bit overwhelmed. whether it’s an endless field or a singular flower, they’re all equally admired. he’d never pick the threatened species, but for the ones he does, they’re stored in pretty crystal vases scattered throughout the manor.

yelan - stargazing

yelan prefers the night over the exposure to the blinding sun. and the stars; they’re like a mix of both. dainty glimmers shining through the dark, poised and elegant, guides for those lost. and although she herself hardly loses her trail, admiring the treasures above is never unpleasant. and learning about them is something she finds quite intriguing: constellations, names, and ancient tales. don’t be surprised if she ever begins rambling about stars. she’d get you interested too.

dehya - shopping (specifically, cosmetics.)

if anyone had an impressive makeup collection, it would be dehya. if anyone could be extremely talented with it, it would be dehya. there’s simply nothing horrible about the beautiful arrays of color-coordinated selections displayed on the shelves of expensive department stores. when you both go shopping, she’s a big expert on the best products with the best values. she’s never starved of coupons and plenty of generous friends who treat you both to discounts.

venti - karaoke

when venti’s drunk, he can get a bit wild. firstly, he sings. which isn’t out of the ordinary, but the contrast with sober-venti singing and intoxicated-venti singing is distinguishable by a mile.

sober-venti singing:

lyrics make sense

sounds like a gift from celestia

he knows he’s singing.

intoxicated-venti singing:

tends to be on all fours, sprawled out or hanging off the chair.

doesn’t know he’s singing

doesn’t make sense in general

sometimes sounds like dvalin.

but he really is a great karaoke partner! big energy, good music, a very happy time!!

kamisato ayato - cooking

ayato views cooking as a pastime rather than a task, a hobby that one can enjoy with rewarding results. but perhaps that's because he’s never had to cook or learn, having a diligent housekeeper who already makes exquisite dishes and meals. so it’s a bit of a surprise (as well as a warning) that he wanted to cook as a way of spending time with you. it’s chaos guaranteed. you know for sure that no one's is going to be eating tonight.

that is, if the estate is still standing.

ganyu - watching the sunrise

the pale sunbeams emerge over the clouds high up on mt. aocang, peaceful and pristine. for ganyu, it's her getaway from the hustle and bustle of the city. where the only intrusion from the silence is the occasional song of early-rising birds. the gentle breeze blows the crown of intertwined qingxin into your hands, an exchange you made with a crown of silk flowers that now delicately sits atop her head.

kazuha - watching the sunset

it’s a mystery how you and kazuha became friends. it just sort of happened. you remember distinctly, though, the first time you laid eyes on him on the decks of the Crux, where he was high above on the crows nest, silouette against the setting sun, he turned to you instantly. it made you wonder, how did he know someone was looking at him?

but those questions would soon be answered by the interesting figure himself. now, the sun no longer has one admirer, but two. each day without fail, no matter the weather or situation, the sunset would always be watched with soft smiles, laughter that could be heard from below, and conversations that lasted until the moonlight streaked across the seas.

xiao - trying festival foods.

it was you who pestered and bugged him continuously to attend the lantern rite’s festivities with the rest of liyue. to not just watch from a distance where none could see him, but to go down to the streets and see the colorful stalls and pop-up events. surprisingly, but also not surprisingly, it was he that asked you to visit a small booth that specialised in desserts like almond tofu. specifically almond tofu. 

so now, you had an adeptus that was munching on tofu as you toured the streets. his eyes follow the line of food stands lining the street, and it’s so obvious he wants to try them. but will he admit it out loud? no.

[hxney-lemcn]

Oh no OG Finn 😭😭😭

Please, PLEASE, alternate ending PLEASE.

I love og finn sm 😭😭😭

summary: reader has trouble figuring what universe they want to stay in. Prismo gives them some leniency and lets them visit Farmworld. Finally, reader makes their decision.

tw: ANGST! bittersweet

a/n: YES!!! I love og Finn sm omg. I made this so angsty but idk how else it would go otherwise...I might make a chapter six of this B section, but it would probably be short lol (This starts like the other one, obviously ends differently tho)

wc: 1.2k

Chapter Five [B]

Master List | Chapter One

“Heeeeeey,” Prismo drew out, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. “Sorry about leaving you there for so long.”

I blinked, unsure how to feel. On one hand, I did want to leave my previous scenario…but leaving forever? And without saying goodbye, or letting them know that I was safe? I bit my lip glancing to the side only to see the tv wall still on. My eyes widened as it showed Finn trekking through the forest, a worried glare set on his face as he followed the lantern light in the same direction I took off. 

Prismo followed my view, “Oh, sorry. Don’t mean to distract you.” Then he turned the tv off, turning the wall back yellow.

I blinked, turning to face the pink wishmaster, “I have to go back.”

This time Prismo blinked at me, “You don’t wanna go back to your old world?”

I hesitated, and Prismo seemed to notice. He turned the tv back on, revealing the Finn from my world. Turning the volume up, it revealed Finn on the phone with Marcy.

“You haven’t found them yet?” He asked in a worried tone, desperation filled his expression. 

“No,” Marcy was heard from the phone. “I’m sorry man. But I’m sure they're fine, maybe they went on a trip?”

“Without telling me?” Finn asked, slightly hurt. “They’d never do that.”

Suddenly, the situation got 10x worse. I felt torn. How do I have two different Finn’s searching for me? I frowned looking towards Prismo. I suddenly felt like crying. No matter which world I choose, I’d be leaving people behind. I started pacing, thinking of all the pros and cons. My frown started to wobble, as no matter what I did, it would be the wrong choice. The thought of Finn endlessly searching for me throughout Ooo, once again being left behind by someone he cared about. Or Finn going back to his family, having to explain the person they’ve grown so used to had run off, and only glob knows what happened to them. 

“Whoah, whoah,” Prismo spoke up, turning the tv off once more. “Hey, since I kinda caused this whole mess…sorry ‘bout that…I can be a bit more lenient.” I looked up at the pink deity, unsure of what he meant. “How about you go back to Ooo, talk with Finn, and then make your decision. I’ll put a sticky note in your front pocket to send you back. If you’re still unsure, I can send you to the magicless world and you can talk to that Finn. How does that sound?”

Pursing my lips together, I replied, “Could…I actually talk to the Finn from the magicless world first?”

“Sure,” He shrugged, snapping his fingers. Like that, I was back to my campsite, this time, Finn was sitting against a tree. He stared at me with wide eyes, unsure of what just happened.

“Hey,” I said awkwardly. “I just…I really wanted to apologize for what I did, and…I think I might go back to my world.” He blinked, eyes turning cold. His gaze fell onto the embers of the fire that were close to dying. 

“Why did you come back?” He asked, the barriers I managed to tear down seemed to be up once more. 

I fiddled with my hands, not sure if this was the best thing to do anymore, “I…I didn’t want you to worry about me…and I wanted to say goodbye to the kids if I could…”

“Leave,” He snapped, glaring daggers at me. “I can tell them you’re gone.”

I shrunk down, shoulders tensing, “O-of course. I’m sorry. Bye.”

Fumbling under his scrutiny, I pulled the note out of my pocket and once more, I was in the yellow cube. 

“Yeesh,” Prismo mumbled. “You really seemed to stomp on his heart.” 

I felt guilt churning in my stomach as the tv projected Finn, now alone. He scowled and stomped on the fire before taking his lamp. Leaving back towards his house. I didn’t mean to, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized I played with his feelings, and just left. 

“It's for the best,” Prismo tried to reassure. “I’m not exactly allowed to let you stay in an alternate universe. That’s probably a rule for a reason.”

I bit my lip, looked down and nodded, “Yeah…could…could I go to Ooo now?”

“Yeah,” Prismo replied softly. Once again, I was snapped away, only to find myself in the Candy Tavern. Soft music was playing, and there were only a few patrons. It felt like there was a lump in my throat when I saw Finn sitting at the counter. Walking over, I sat next to him, staring at the table.

I heard him call my name, only to ask, “Are you okay?”

It was like he broke the dam with that question, and I felt unwanted tears start to fall. Without a word, Finn pulled me into a warm hug, letting me cry into his shoulder. I hugged him back like my life depended on it. I took in his familiar smell, focused on the feeling of his shirt under my fingers, and the sound of the soft music that surrounded us. I slowly calmed down, reluctantly pulling away, only to find a drink set in front of me.

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

“...it's kinda embarrassing…” I mumbled before taking a swig of the drink.

“I won’t judge,” He replied softly. 

The warmth in his eyes seemed to envelope me, and I broke down, telling him about how I found myself in an alternate universe. How I managed to find an alternate version of him and how I may have grown feelings. How I even ended up kissing him only for him to not reciprocate. Then how Prismo found me, and gave me the option, and how I went back to say goodbye, only to realize how much I must’ve hurt and twisted his feelings. And how I currently felt like a monster for doing so.

“...why did you come back?” He asked somberly. 

I paused, eyes watering once more, “I couldn’t leave you.”

I continued to stare at my drink, missing the way Finn’s face grew into a light rosy color. Missing the way his heart skipped a beat at such a bold confession. Missing the way he stared at me with so much love and adoration, he looked like he was going to explode. Missing the way his eyes watered as well, coming to a realization that he still had a reason to be here even after Jake had passed. 

“It seems that no matter what universe, I’ll always fall for you,” Finn confessed, bearing his heart.

I tensed, looking over to him in surprise. My heart beat faster and my face felt warmer. I searched his eyes, which held no sense of joke or lies. Suddenly, I felt overwhelmed with an abundance of emotions. Confusion, gratitude, guilt, warmth, shame…love. It was all so confusing.

“I-I probably shouldn’t have said that,” Finn said, shoulders tensing as he stared down into his cup, voice raised slightly. “Forget I said that.”

“That was really romantic,” I mumbled, my ears felt like they were burning. “But…maybe we could take it slow. Let me get over…whatever in the nightosphere I went through.”

“O-of course!” Finn exclaimed. “I-I wasn’t expecting anything, I’m not sure why I even said that…well…I mean I do like you…a lot. But I don’t want to pressure you! Especially when you just got back from all of that.”

I couldn’t stop the fond smile that fell over my face at his rambling. I missed him, more than I realized. 

I chuckled fondly, “I missed you so much Finn.”

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[hanairoyume]

Chapter 7: Whispers in Moonlit Silence

The air was crisp with the promise of autumn as we wandered through the vibrant stalls of the Harvest Moon Festival. Lanterns adorned with intricate designs swayed gently in the breeze, casting a warm glow over the festivities. Laughter and the aroma of delicious food filled the air, creating an atmosphere of joy and celebration.

Sakura and I had spent the day exploring the festival with our friends, indulging in traditional treats and trying our hand at games of skill. Despite the lively surroundings, there were moments of quiet intimacy between us—stolen glances and shared smiles that spoke volumes.

As evening approached and the moon rose high in the clear sky, Sakura and I found ourselves sitting beside a tranquil pond, away from the bustling crowds yet still surrounded by the festival's enchanting ambiance. The serene beauty of the moonlit scene seemed to reflect the unspoken connection between us.

"You seem lost in thought," I said softly, breaking the comfortable silence between us. Sakura blinked, as if realizing I was beside him. "Oh, um, yeah," he replied, his voice tinged with a hint of nervousness. "Just thinking about… everything."

"Everything?" I teased gently, a fond smile playing on my lips. "Care to share?"

Sakura's cheeks flushed faintly, a mixture of embarrassment and determination flickering in his eyes. "I… I mean, today has been really nice," he began tentatively, his words stumbling over each other. "And, um, I've enjoyed spending time with you."

I tilted my head curiously, pretending not to understand his implications. "Enjoyed spending time with me? Isn't that what friends do?" I teased, knowing where this conversation was heading.

Sakura squirmed slightly, clearly flustered by my playful teasing. "Well, yes, but…" He took a deep breath, steeling himself to say what he had been rehearsing in his mind. As he looked away, his voice trembled, "I like you, (Y/N). More than just as a friend. I… um… really like you," he mumbled, his ears turning that familiar shade of red I had grown to love. His words were barely audible, but just enough for me to hear.

His confession hung in the air between us, vulnerable and heartfelt. I couldn't help but smile at his awkward yet genuine attempt to express his feelings. I didn't want to tease him anymore. I knew how hard it must be for him. "Oh, Sakura," I murmured affectionately, reaching out to gently squeeze his hand. "You don't have to overexplain."

I chuckled softly, my heart swelling with fondness for the boy beside me. Without another word, I leaned in and wrapped my arms around Sakura in a tender embrace.

Surprised by the sudden closeness, Sakura tensed momentarily before hesitantly returning the hug, his heartbeat quickening beneath my touch. The warmth of our embrace seemed to melt away his nerves and uncertainties.

As we pulled back slightly, Sakura avoided meeting my gaze, his cheeks still flushed but a small smile playing on his lips. "I… guess that's that," he muttered awkwardly, his tone a mixture of relief and embarrassment.

"That's that," I agreed softly, my voice filled with warmth and understanding.

Hand in hand, we stood up from the peaceful spot by the pond and continued our leisurely stroll through the festival grounds. Lanterns cast gentle shadows around us as our friends called out greetings and laughter in the distance, creating a comforting backdrop to our newfound understanding.

Later that night, long after the festival had quieted and the moon hung low in the sky, Sakura and I found ourselves walking along a secluded path illuminated by soft lantern light. The air was cool and quiet, a stark contrast to the festive bustle of earlier hours.

"I'm glad we came here tonight," Sakura said softly, breaking the comfortable silence between us.

"Me too," I replied sincerely, squeezing his hand affectionately.

And as we walked together, under the gentle glow of moonlight and lanterns, I knew in my heart that this festival had marked not just an end, but a beautiful beginning.

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