#living stars

[nekhcore]

what if i just started posting all my toxic t4t yaoi here. what then. is this anything

[doyouknowthischaracter]

DO YOU KNOW THIS CHARACTER?

[yellow-sword]

My sword is even colder.

[moonlightserenities]

Orion

Easily seen the Orion’s belt as three stars considered as the waist of the hunter, between Taurus and Gemini, Orion comes from the name warrior.

Orion a demi-god and son of Neptune and Euryale showing a character that will take on anything to prove their courage.

If this courage is used for flaunting bravado for the sake of vanity, it will fail the sincerity and wisdom that is inherit here.

The seeking comfort and pleasure of life is a sort of chase after the golden deer, where the sensory attachments craving for sensations.

Courage and its stimulus of fears is a matter of confrontation and its careful planning by simply being the wise jack of all trades.

Orion’s death by Artemis the goddess of chastity shows the importance of the little things in life that have the big effect.

Or the scorpion sting that killed the hunter, after the love affair turned sour.

The Vedic lunar mansion for Orion and Betelgeuse is Ardra and associated to Rudra the storm god to create the perception of clarity that comes after the storm and the lesson that power and intelligence is like a double-edged sword.

The abuse of power is a need for cultivating gratitude and appreciation to establish the external life, for it is the shadow of the inner life.

Ancient Egyptians speak from the stars in the belt, as the resting place of Osiris the god of fertility, agriculture, afterlife, resurrection and vegetation.

One will be born in the stormy seas of a Rudra when the Moon is placed in this asterism at birth on an odyssey that will turn the tears into the perception of clarity that reveals itself.

When the progressing love of form, culminates in the love of the formless, the guardians of that spirit are the living inspiration to dream loud.

[shigeoreum]

saw the cutest wedding photobooth-esque pic and had to draw it as spirk :,)

[miothle]

Farewell, Kakavasha.

[nouverx]

Redraw of my favourite scene. I don't know how to be normal about this, I love them so much

[yuzuuu4]

(post 2.1 quest) unexpected

[marisatomay]

It's so funny that everyone immediately called Eddie gay for doing the Risky Business dance and he is but he also just beat for beat recreated what Tom Cruise did in Risky Business and. well.

[savanir]

DP x DC prompt [15]

Danny accepts that because of his half dead status he won't be able to become an astronaut and he has to find a different way to feed his space obsession.

He decides to get really into astromancy (yes, the magic. He already knows everything about astronomy). He gets himself the more spiritual star charts, old surprisingly authentic tomes about the art and divination cards to go with it all and gets to learning.

Tbh he kind of went into this not expecting much but it turns out he had homo magus heritage from his Nightingale roots and he actually manages to call upon the power of the stars.

He figures he can blame the vaporized wall on ghosts.

Meanwhile, a foreboding feeling like cold shivers run down the spines of several magic users that they can only describe as "a child having figured out they need to switch off the safety on their mini nuke launcher in order to fire it"

The JLD is scrambling to locate the source of the surge in magic power before someone with bad intentions can get there.

[troythecatfish]

[nekhcore]

sylvan. (it/they/he)

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[daftmooncretin]

tumblr live death day has been set for january 24th aka dean winchester’s birthday once again reminding us all that everything on this website revolves around supernatural and that the homophobic car gay destiel et tu brute jackles show will outlive us all and bear witness to our deaths. anyway burn in superhell tumblr live

[secretly-a-trekkie]

"You got this, kid"

link for the uninitiated

[bixels]

I watched the original Muppets movies recently.