#lilwings

[astral-disastral-catastral]

GUESS WHO HIT PITY BEFORE GETTING A SINGLE SMILK BECAUSE THE GAME IS A HATER!!!!!! After spending ≈12,100 crystals to build a little area for him, ≈27,408,421 coins on resources like upgrading toppings and swapping them out and beascuits and upgrading skill to level 90 [which was like 3mil coins..], 5 days grinding to clear every mission except like a few, spending £26.96 in total and went from ≈86k crystals to like ≈35k/43k/45k, fully upgraded 45 deceitful toppings........ I can finally watch him walk around in my kingdom and speak at random intervals and obliterate everyone in arena muahahahaha... TECHNICALLY.. HAPPY BIRTH AND HAPPY DAY SMILK!!! HAPPY SMILK DAY!!! JAN 19TH!!!!

Truth be told, I don't think I'm normal about them.. there is no point in lying about it anymore💔💔💔💔 also can we agree the little song at the end of his gacha theme fits him sm and goes so hard and the way he looks at pv is undeniably yaoi-fueled and screams "i want that cookie so effing bad"

Funfact: giving him a lot of dmg resist bypass and cooldown is a good idea for arena and i think current meta is him, gc, dc, snapdragon and bs wind archer and mf you had a good run you may or may not be missed... 50/50....

[littlewingg]

do i have any posts/followers? no

am i shouting to the void anyways? yes

hi !! i'm Blue, i go by any pronouns, and this is my harry-potter-centric blog :D

first, a disclaimer:

i grew up with the books/movies so theres a lot of nostalgia attached to the series, but it must be acknowledged that jkr is a terrible person and a lot of those views are reflected in her work - my fandom experience tends to lean towards fanon (like the marauders fandom), with a large degree of separation from jkr, and any support of her or her views will not be tolerated here

on a lighter note:

im a ravenclaw, and my patronus is a little owl - i like to imagine that if i was an animagus with the marauders id be called littlewing, thus the blog name lol. im a university art student (working primarily in painting and fibre work), but i like to share fanart and oc art on tumblr so keep an eye out for the tag #lilwing art if u wanna see.

ive got hella ocs (i even oc-ified ebony dark'ness dementia raven way, for those who may recall her), so they will likely feature on this blog alongside canon/fanon characters. they'll be tagged #lilwing ocs for those who would like to avoid them, tho

i may update this as time passes but i feel like this is a sufficient intro post for now *shrugs*

[objectlovernonhuman]

evading being sent to the psych ward by pacifying my psychotic ass with gay art

[softmeetscreatureplz]

Nvm giving up for now. Will. Try again later I guess. TvT

5hat feeling when you're actually TRYING to do productive shit and somehow your parent becomes the least fucking technologically savy person in the goddamned world

[priest-gabriel]

I lilw llyletira anuth u,oy alGibr.e

is this fey or am i tweaking

[bluebeetle]

Funny how white europeans say americans r all racist bigoted right wing pigs but whenever anyone criticizes racism in europe lilw bans of muslim and middle eastern traditional clothes in schools and government or the treatment of the romani peoples, suddenly all americans r touchy neoliberal snowflakes who cry over everything europe does bc they dont "get" race relations in europe bc theyre stupid foreign* idiots (*but we arent xenophobic we swear ): )

[boyslovve]

Oh my gawhhd I completely forgot to share

This is Lola and theyyfe a nuclear weapon in disguise, everyone say hi Lola !!!!!!^_^ lilw cutie

[epicsandwich301]

Im so sick lilw. Hw did i end up on thjs app. afain j cant even type

[wizard-spider-man]

To Layer One's Defenses; the Staff of Idaldin.

In the shadowy undercroft of the Sanctum Sanctorum, an air of anticipation hung thick like incense in a smokey room. The Wizard Spider-Man, stood steadfast, feel firmly planted the cold stone floor, his eyes closed in intense concentration. The chamber pulsed with the potent energies of creation, emanating from the ancient Akashic Codex that rested nearby.

Its carved glyphs seemed to writhe with arcane knowledge and divine secrets, empowering the cosmic ritual about to unfold.

((https://www.reddit.com/r/wizardposting/s/RcxDcg1lDF))

The Wizard Spider-Man had spent weeks preparing for this moment. In the scheme of his studies, the ritual he was going to undertake truly was years in the making.

He had traversed countless dimensions, studied under several different mystical masters, and fell into the vortex of cosmic mysteries that would shatter the minds of lesser beings.

He carried the blessing of Infinity, Eternity, the Living Tribunal, and even Aldin the Cosmic, Aspect of Consciousness. His friends in Asfelaeia counted on him, counted on *Spider-Man* to save them.

Stephen Strange thrust this mantle upon him, prophesying great purpose for the Wizard Spider-Man.

It was time to make something of that.

It was time to prove his worth. If to anyone, to himself; to the ever present doubts that plague his psyche.

To his Uncle.

His Aunt.

His Wife...

Their children.

Now, at this recent peak of magical prowess, he was ready to forge a weapon that would safeguard reality itself. Not just this one, but the totality of absolute creation. The Sorcerer Supreme does not deal in half measures. There are no take backsies.

As Spidey approached the lectern upon which the Codex rested, the air crackled and shimmered with mystic energy. The hallowed tablet pulsed with an ethereal radiance, its cuneiform etchings shifting and undulating as if it were alive.

The Codex's aura was as intimidating as it was inspiring.

With reverence born of hard-won wisdom, the Wizard traced his finger along the godly glyphs, his eyes locked and focused on each rune.

These were no ordinary words, they were the divine etchings of the High Gods themselves, sacred utterances that compelled the very facets of reality itself to obey, the forgotten tongues of worldshapers marked Zathran's cuneiform.

***"Who? One. What? Sunlight. Where? Soil. When? Now. Why? Stars. How? Soul."***

In dual tones the Wizard's Sanctum shakes with each spoken word, the Universe resisting the commands of power.

***"eswi euriensv, i ekcnbo ruoy deenbieoc, deeh ym dmanocm, i lilw ton thru uoy."***

The very fabric of reality seemed to bend and flex around him, acknowledging the power he was invoking.

Drawing a deep breath, Spider-Man began the Sacred Rite of Zonei, an intricate incantation that would unlock the Codex's mastery over the fundamental particles of reality. As the primordial word sounds spilled from his lips, the air shimmered and warped, matter itself bending to his will.

#eswi euriensv, i ekcnbo ruoy deenbieoc, deeh ym dmanocm, i lilw ton thru uoy!

In the center of the room, a mechanical forge of his own design hummed to life. Its furnace glowed with an intensity that rivaled the hearths of home, slowly melting the precious fragments of flametal within.

This godly steel, said to be forged by mighty titans in the cores of the First Born Stars of Creation, would form the foundation of this masterwork.

With a graceful wave of his hand, the Wizard summoned the molten metal towards him. He guided it through the air with arcane finesse. The liquid flametal danced and swirled, gradually taking the shape of a staff fit for a god.

As the metal cooled and solidified, Spider-Man called upon the Genesis Invocation.

A whirlwind of cosmic energy engulfed him, infusing his very essence with the immeasurable might of first-reality-born creation energies. He could sense the guiding influence of Zathran, the Archmagus Ascendant, guiding his spirit with profound purpose.

Rainbow energies from the ancient tomes surrounding him wove themselves into the metal, etching intricate sigils and runes upon its surface. Each symbol pulsed with potential, sealing within the staff an immense and untapped ocean of magical energy.

The final component of this divine project floated before him: the Id Stone. This limitless gemstone shimmered with an ethereal blue glow, embodying the essence of Aldin's boundless intellect and the raw, untamed energy of the cosmos. It was a gift meant to defend reality, created from the fusion of an Infinity Stone and Aldin's own primordial life force.

((https://www.reddit.com/r/wizardposting/s/UMIQHsTLtL))

The Id Stone represented more than just power; it was a sentient echo, a thought form that personified the cosmos itself. It thrived on instinct and survival, defying the conventional rules of magic and natural order.

As the Wizard Spider-Man bound its power to the flametal staff, he felt the weight of the staff's immense potential settle on his being.

The union of the Id Stone and the staff was cataclysmic. Energy surged and crackled, transforming the staff into a glorious and powerful spear—the Staff of Idaldin.

It shines with an inner light, sparkling with electric potential that made the air itself hum with anticipation.

As the transformation came to pass, the Wizard Spider-Man grasped the Staff of Idaldin firmly in both hands. It responds to his touch, the hum of its power growing louder.

The rush of unadulterated aether was intoxicating, threatening to overwhelm his entire being. For a moment, his mind teetered on the brink of madness, feeling the raw chaos of the cosmos surge through it.

For a brief second, the vortex of causality screams inside Spider-Man's eyes, and everything that will ever come to pass, or has already passed, flashes across the screen of his inner sight.

#Focus.

The Wizard Spider-Man had not come this far to falter to the latent ramblings of the cosmos.

Drawing upon years of discipline and the unshakeable moral core that had guided him through these countless trials, he silenced the tide of cosmic temptation. The Vortex grows quiet, the Staff, sensing the strength of its wielder, calms in his grasp.

The Artifact has Chosen its Curator.

The Wizard realized then that the purpose of this Staff was not to be a weapon of destruction, but a tool of stability.

In his hands, it became an anchor, a fixed point in the swirling storm of reality. Through it, he could channel the immense power he now commanded, shaping it with precision and purpose rather than being consumed by it.

As the energies settled, the Wizard Spider-Man opened his eyes, now glowing with an otherworldly light.

A satisfied smile crept across his features, weathered by years of both physical and mystical struggle.

He had crafted not a weapon, but a symbol of hope and order, in a Universe often threatened by darkness and chaos.

The Staff of Idaldin pulsed gently in his grip, a reassuring weight that reminded him of the responsibility he bore. With this tool, he would defend reality itself, standing as a bulwark against forces that sought to unravel the very fabric of existence.

As he ascended the stairs from the undercroft, emerging into the main halls of the Sanctum Sanctorum, the Wizard Spider-Man felt a renewed sense of purpose.

The challenges ahead would be great, the enemies fearsome, but with the wisdom he had gained, he was ready to face whatever the multiverse would throw at him.

The dawn of another day had begun, at its center stood the Sorcerer Supreme, a guardian of reality itself. Asfelaeia's vigilant protector.

The Staff of Idaldin gleamed in the morning light, a beacon of hope in a world that would need heroes to light the way.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

The Wizard taps the ground, the staff crackles, reacting to the thought and will of the Spider. The plot of ground that he stands on summons two Eternity Pillars.

From the dirt of Undercity rises the Sanctum Sanctorum, a proud symbol of the mystical Sorcerer. The enchanted building would serve as another dimensional barrier for the world to turn to when times needed it.

He looks at the Sanctum, and at the people passing by. In a sense, this was a formal announcement; Spider-Man is home. Spider-Man is here to stay.

The Wizard then steps into the Sanctum, closing the door behind him.

[h2llish]

the power is lilw flickerong in and out cause its storming :/

[littlewingg]

lily sketches

[bugjester]

tfw there is something kind of wrong with ur pet but it's unclear what and the closest vet appointment u can get is in 2 weeks bc ur pet is a BIRD and there's like 1 avian vet near u and u get 5 hours of sleep and u clean as soon as u wake up for lilw 4 hours hoping that will help somehow and it doesn't seem to and it all feels out of your hands and your whole life feels out of your hands actually and u forget to eat and it has been hard to breathe for the past week and explosion explosion gunshot gunshot gunshot screaming weeping lying on the floor etc

[loadnaija]

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[beifong-brainrot]

Distant nephews i assume.

Unalaq the spirit fanboy probably idolised her lol. Not sure if we know how he first became entangled with Vaatu but my personal headcanon is that Unalaq was trying to find Yue's in the Spirit World through meditation and ended up being led astray by our fave evil kite. Would explain how he knew to put Jinora in the Fog of lost souls (or as i lilw to call it - the nighmare soup) because Zhao tHe MOon sLaYEr was there.

Tonraq isn't super invested but i imagine the siege of the north and the scars it left upon their country greatly affected how he was raised and may have been the thing that lushed him to attack those raiders in the sacred forest.

Tonraq and Unalaq’s relation to Yue. Discuss.

[bluebeetle]

Anyways queue is back up and running but it is lilw 85% bg3 lol