#norther lights

[twentifyve]

No more FOMO (Part II) October 10th, 2024 | Fujifilm X100VI

[bowiesnippleantennae]

northern lights tonight

[tkdrawsstuff]

eldritch horror light™ ghost king danny design idea.

saw a post about how ghost king danny should have a crown made of the norther lights. and they are completely right and they should say it. auroras look like flames sorta so it fits with the crown of fire from the show, and auroras fit into both dannys ice powers (cause yah know auroras happen most often at/near the north/south poles) and dannys love of space (you can see some constilations all year round in the arctic) and the newer trope of danny being like an eldritch horror when summoned is pretty cool (i still like the "someone summons the ghost king and gets normal human danny fenton" trope more but eldritch horror is a fun contrast) 

[in-the-shadow-of-a-wolf]

[sistersatan]

Aurora

[lost-sunset-canine]

Winter Voidpet Challenge 4 - Northern Lights “even stars aren’t alone...”  a stage 5 lonley looking onto the gorgeous sky and feeling more lonely than ever (this took like 3 hours ;-;) -Dairiem

[wlwgang]

Northern Lights from Wyoming to you

[zenlesszonezero]

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[dulutheventlighting]

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[quickreaver]

Now with 100% more snow! Happy holidays, fandom. I love you; stay warm. <3

[fergusdraws]

~forgive my northern attitude, oh i was raised out in the cold~

[thewritetofreespeech]

Gale x Tav

WORDS: 1994

RATING: E

PAIRING: Gale x Tav (post game pairing)

SUMMARY: Gale's perspective on how his lovely little ring went while he was all alone, watching Tav through his projection's eyes (part i part ii)

TAGS: magic sex (literally. but also metaphorically), f/m, voyeurism, Gale using magic for naughty reasons, masturbation

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Some of the most gifted, magically academic minds were in this hall right now. And all they could do was argue about table settings.

Gale sighed and stood up from his chair with his drink. Already tuning out the lively debate about Faerûn midcentury design and how one professor could tell that its wood was clearly Zazesspur from the pre-capital era, while another professor stated she was clearly being absurd as the lines in the wood were obviously from a wood in a much more norther region like Neverwinter.

He left his wife home alone for this?

Gale left the company of his fellow academics for his quarters. No one seemed to notice. There was a time when Gale himself would have been immersed in the lively debate along with his other book beaters. Sparing wits and parring with obscure contextual footnotes for no other reason than to prove they were the smartest in the room. It all seemed so trivial now.

Once you’ve brushed against death, not once but twice, and fought the destruction of the world with your bare hands, academic strife seemed…pointless. Absolutely pointless. Like the rest of this week had been.

When he originally received the invitation for the summit, Gale had been overjoyed. Honored, more like. To be recognized as a man of distinction at the school he held so dear, in education in general, for only just starting was a great achievement for him, he felt. Now he wonders if it was just that no one wanted to go, because it was so boring.

He wished that he could have just projected his consciousness here, like Tav suggested, so he could be home with her now. With his much better wine and much less blow-harded company.

The door to his quarters clicked into place behind him and Gale sighed at the quiet. Enjoying it for just a moment, until he opened his eyes and saw just the small desk, by his small bed, in his small room, with his small window. Oh to be home…..

Gale took a seat at the desk as he wasn’t quite ready for bed. He sat his wine down. His magic lighting the few lamps in the room for him to see as he debated about reading or reviewing the agenda plan for tomorrow in want of something to do.

Then his eyes caught a glint of the ring resting on the oak (or was it Neverwinter ashe?) and picked it up. A gift from his wife. One of those spontaneous, no reason, ‘I was down by the market & I thought you would like it’ kind of gifts. Gale smiled wistfully at the memory of her giving it to him. And he thought he was the romantic out of the two of them.

His thumb brushed against the smooth silver. Admiring it, like he wished he could be admiring her right now. This was the longest he and his beloved had been apart since they got married. A few days here and there, but nothing this consecutive nor extensive. Gale doesn’t like it.

He tries not to be obsessive with his love, but when Gale loves he loves passionately. And Tav has been a big part of his life ever since she pulled him out of that misbehaving portal. They’ve built a life together. She’s the first person he wants to tell everything about his day, and eager to hear what she’s been up to when they were apart. And at night...well, let’s just say that it was a good thing this place had the option for bracing cold baths in the morning.

Gale examines the ring further as his teeth pull in his bottom lip. ‘I wonder if it will work’ He mused to himself as he pondered on a spell he had created a few months back but never put into practice.

It started out purely from an academic standpoint. He wanted to make that very clear! Just a simple…trans configuration experiment on magically linking two objects together and see what the effects would be. He hadn’t intended for it to turn into a sort of randy parlor trick, but he had impulse control issues.

Setting the ring down, Gale recalled the simple incantation and gesture needed for the spell. Focusing his magic and the Weave to press not just into the ring but also link to his beloved. He hoped Mystra had her back turned for a moment while he cast this one.

Spell incantation done, Gale picked up the ring and gave it a small nudge. Nothing happened. He supposed that should be obvious. The effects would be on the other side of the link and not here with him. Gale tried it again, hoping to feel some kind of magical sense of confirmation, but still nothing.

Humming to himself in befuddlement, Gale looked over at the clock in his room and did some quick math. It was almost 2:30 in Waterdeep. Which meant that it was almost time for his normal office hours at the academy. Perfect. If Tav was there, which he was certain she would be as she was dutiful to a fault, then Gale knew exactly where they were, and he could see if his ‘gift’ was working out well for her.

Calling on the Weave again, Gale focused his consciousness and perception to separate from him and fly back home to Waterdeep. Silently wishing it was that easy for him. When his projection landed, and the mental link between them righted into a clear picture, Gale’s mouth went slack as he saw Tav. "Gods above...." Her cheeks were flushed. Her breath panting. Her body in clear stages of pleasure as her hands braced herself on his desk. Gods! What he wouldn’t give to be there right now to make love to her on that definitely Sword Coast mahogany.

“Hello there!”

Tav’s head jerked up at his projections greeting, and Gale groaned at the wild look in her eyes. Surprise first, but then bridled arousal. Just waiting to be unbridled and throw her into loss, but his dutiful love was well aware she was still in public and in a school.

When she spat an accusatory remark about him doing this to her and Gale touched the stone of the ring now on his hand. He watched Tav’s knees quake in response. It worked. Oh....goody.

He moaned in tandem with her image but then told his specter to tell her what was going on. Gale didn’t want to leave her in the dark. Tav seemed to accept this, but then asked about all the practicalities of him doing this at work and getting caught. Wouldn’t that be a shame?

He tells his image to tell her about his office hours and the locked down, then moaned along with her as her hold finally became unbridled and she fell into his chair. Limbs asunder as she just accepted what was happening to her and gave into the pleasure.

Gale continued to touch the stone with one hand, while the other went to his belt and quickly undid it. He’s been hard since he first saw her against his desk. Now seeing her give loose to the pleasure, Gale might cum in his pants like he was a novice back in school and Gods could you imagine if he had someone like Tav for a teacher?? He’d still be in his Active Principles of Elements & Arcane lectures.

His hand stroked his erection with the same speed as his massaged the stone. “Tell her I’m happy she likes my present.” He orders his projection. Watching her through their eyes. It did as it was told and Tav opened her eyes to stare right back into them. Gale moaned. The heat in her eyes, the desire, that cheeky grin coiling on her lips almost make him double over against his own desk.

“My present, eh?” Tav answered back, and Gale bit his lip so hard he nearly tasted blood.

“Yes. Of course. I did this for you.”

The projection relayed his response, but that doesn’t seem to convenience Tav. “Just for me?” Gale watched, transfixed, as his beloved began to open her blouse ‘in front of him’.

He whimpered at the sight as his thumb brushed over the aching red tip of his cock. He had to swallow the drool collecting in his mouth before he could respond with, “yes” for his projection to repeat. But the damn thing went rouge and blurted out his secret, so he pressed his thumb harder against this stone to distract Tav from its honesty.

Soon, Tav was begging him to fuck her. Desperate and needy. Mewling like a wanton kitten; or maybe that was just him. She asked if his projection was anatomically correct like last time and before it could fully answer, Gale ordered, “no!” He didn’t want to watch an illusion of himself make love to his wife. It was silly to be jealous of a projection of himself, that he created, but Gale wouldn’t have it.

If he couldn't have her, no one could. Not even his illusions.

Tav whined and looked ready to just do it herself. Gale gulped as he watched her hand move to the front of her pants, prepared to slide down and--Gale gripped the base of his cock to stop himself from cumming. He wants them to cum together, but it seemed rude to have Tav finish herself off.

Conjuring all the magic he could, Gale used the mind’s eye of his projection to summon Mage Hands. They touch her everywhere he wanted to, all at once. Tav seemed delighted, although overstimulated. He would have to remember that for later. Her delicate sweet hands gripping the armrests of his chair as her body arched and bucked against the hands. Gale watching it all as he jerked himself closer and closer to the edge. “Tav…!” He knew she couldn’t hear him, but he had to say it. Almost a reflex at this point as he came.

His hand was a mess. Portions of his desk splattered with it too. Cold baths only negated the symptoms, not the cause. So he was quite backed up since coming here.

“Did you enjoy yourself?”

Gale and Tav look up at the projections ask. Taking it upon itself to check in on her. What a good little ghost.

She told it yes, and Gale felt his cock twitch at the look in her eyes. Perfectly sated and happy, but still that glimmer of ‘more’. He tells the projection to let Tav know that the door would be opening soon, and she should get righted with herself; lest they be discovered. She made a very clever retort about him deciding to do this here if he was so concerned, which made him smile and love her all the more.

Gods how he missed her.

“Ask her if she would like to do this again tonight. When we're at home, and a little more private.”

The projection did as it was told, and Gale groaned as Tav bit her lip before giving an enthusiastic yes. Then, Gale severed the link, and he was alone again. Alone with only his hand and his memories.

He cleaned himself off and thought about going back downstairs for a final nightcap, as he was too riled up still to sleep. But when he opened the door, and heard the architecture debate still going on, only now they had switched to stone, Gale closed the door and rested his head on whatever cheap wood this terrible door was made out of.

He had to get out of here. He had to go home.

So he spent the rest of the evening coming up with a clever plan and semi-lie about how his wife needed him. “Emergency. Unavoidable. Must get home before my wife spontaneously combusts…without me. Should probably leave that last part out.”

[literaryvein-reblogs]

words to use instead of air/wind?

Air—the mixture of invisible odorless tasteless gases (such as nitrogen and oxygen) that surrounds the earth

Wind—a natural movement of air of any velocity

Airflow - a flow of air; especially: the motion of air (as around parts of an airplane in flight) relative to the surface of a body immersed in it

Airstream - a current of air

Billow - to bulge or swell out (as through action of the wind)

Blast - a violent gust of wind

Blow - an instance of air moving with speed or force; a blowing of wind especially when strong or violent

Bluster - a violent boisterous blowing

Breath - a slight breeze; air inhaled and exhaled in breathing

Breeze - a light gentle wind

Buran - a northeasterly wind of gale force in Russia and central Asia usually identified with sandstorms in summer and blizzards in winter

Chinook - a warm moist southwest wind of the coast from Oregon northward; a warm dry wind that descends the eastern slopes of the Rocky Mountains

Current - the part of a fluid body (such as air or water) moving continuously in a certain direction

Cyclone - a storm or system of winds that rotates about a center of low atmospheric pressure, advances at a speed of 20 to 30 miles (about 30 to 50 kilometers) an hour, and often brings heavy rain

Draft - a current of air in a closed-in space

Eddy - a current of water or air running contrary to the main current; especially: a circular current

Flatus - gas generated in the stomach or bowels

Flurry - a gust of wind

Gale - a strong current of air

Gas - a fluid (such as air) that has neither independent shape nor volume but tends to expand indefinitely

Gust - a sudden brief rush of wind

Headwind - a wind having the opposite general direction to a course of movement (as of an aircraft)

Mistral - a strong cold dry northerly wind of southern France

Northeaster - a strong northeast wind

Norther - a strong north wind

Northwester - a strong northwest wind

Puff - an act or instance of puffing; whiff

Respiration - the movement of air or dissolved gases into and out of the lungs

Scud - a gust of wind

Sigh - the sound of gently moving or escaping air

Slipstream - a stream of fluid (such as air or water) driven aft by a propeller

Southeaster - a strong southeast wind

Southwester - a strong southwest wind

Squall - a sudden violent wind often with rain or snow

Storm - wind having a speed of 64 to 72 miles (103 to 117 kilometers) per hour

Stream - any body of flowing fluid (such as water or gas)

Tailwind - a wind having the same general direction as a course of movement (as of an aircraft)

Tempest - a violent storm; a disturbance of the atmosphere accompanied by wind and often by precipitation (as rain or snow)

Tornado - a violent destructive whirling wind accompanied by a funnel-shaped cloud that progresses in a narrow path over the land

Updraft - an upward movement of gas (such as air)

Uprush - an upward rush (as of gas or liquid)

Vapor - a substance in the gaseous state as distinguished from the liquid or solid state

Ventilation - circulation of air

Waft - a slight breeze; puff

Westerly - a wind from the west

Whiff - a quick puff or slight gust especially of air, odor, gas, smoke, or spray

Whirlwind - a small rotating windstorm of limited extent

Williwaw - a sudden violent wind

Windblast - a gust of wind

Windflaw - a gust of wind

Windstorm - a storm marked by high wind with little or no precipitation

Zephyr - a breeze from the west

Hope this helps with your writing. Do tag me, or send me a link. I'd love to read your work!

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[ammonite-clan]

There’s a letter, carefully written and with few mallow leafs in the envelope.

Cinderghost,

Do you have any other herb notes? They’re quite useful, especially the description of the plant. This way, it’s easier to explain herbs’ purposes and how to find them to blind cats, since there’s no need to search for correct words.

Already thanking for your reply,

- Lilyecho

Cinderghost gratefully begins to process the mallow into his storage before going on to write more copies of the information on giant hogweed to send to the neighboring clans.

Authors Note: Giant Hogweed was brought to the US as an ornamental plant in NY in the early 1900s, it quickly became invasive and is a problem in mostly norther coastal states. It makes your skin photosensitive so if you encounter it, wash immediately with soap and water and stay out of the light. If you have a bad reaction see a doctor!!! The roots are known as wild parsnips but you must be completely covered to harvest. Other plants that look similar but are much smaller, like queen anne's lace, are known as wild carrots would be a better, safer, option! Stay safe, happy foraging.

[welldigger62]

Good Morning tumblrs 😃

Looks like lots of sun for this Friday morning.

The Northers Lights were visible in my area but not real bright. There is too much light pollution from too many things to list here.

Hope your day is as bright as the my morning view 😊

[gemini-sensei]

Angst hour 😔

No major warnings, just sadness

Reader and Eli were friends before he made his change into Hawk.

They did everything together; they played video games, studied, watched the same movies. The two of them and Demetri were the best of friends. Though deep down she always wanted something more than that with Eli. She was just too nervous to make a move or talk about it. She never told him how she felt.

Similarly, Eli had feelings for her as well. He hid his feelings, believing he was unworthy of Reader's affection; that she deserved someone better than him, someone who didn't have a fucked up lip.

Then he changed, became Hawk. He started taking karate lessons and walking with a new air of confidence. It was stark and strange at first, but Reader stuck by him through it. They were best friends after all. But he didn't want to play video games anymore. He ditched their study sessions for karate practice. And they suddenly liked different movies. All of the stuff she liked was "nerd shit" now and he didn't want anything to do with it despite it being their favorites since they were kids...

Then the party at the canyon happened.

Everyone was having a good time. Everyone but Reader.

She was out of her element, surrounded by people and alcohol and all sorts of things. This wasn't her typical Saturday night. For all the loud music and yelling, she'd rather be at home, wrapped up in a warm blanket and binge watching her favorite movies. Instead, she was getting sand in her shoes and hugging herself to give a little comfort.

Then Eli came around.

"Hey, Reader," he said, smiling at her happily. He had a red solo cup in his hand which she knew was filled with beer he'd bought with his fake ID. He seemed to notice her shy demeanor and came close. "Hey, you okay?"

She shook her head. "No... I think I'm gonna go home."

"Why? The party's just getting started," he said.

She shrugged as if she didn't know why when she did. She just didn't want to have to say it. He should know. "I just don't feel like I should be here."

He thought for a moment, then set his cup down on the sand. "Come here."

They walked away from the party, the loudness, the light. They stood away from the crowd and under the blanket of nightsky. It was cooler there, darker. She hugged herself tighter as the wind blew and made her shiver. He watched her, licking his lips as she looked down at the sand.

He took in everything that was perfect about her, from her shapely body to her dazzling eyes. She could captivate him norther where they were, even if they were standing before the most important people in the world or atop the highest mountain with the most breathtaking view. She was everything.

He reached for her hand and gently took it. "Feel better?"

She shrugged. "I don't know."

It was quiet between them for a moment, then he took a deep breath.

"Look, Reader, I want to ask you something," he told her and she finally looked up at him. He livked his lips. "Will you be my girlfriend?"

She stared at him for a long time. Looked into his pretty blue eyes as that question bounced around in her head for a moment longer than it should have. It should have been an easy answer. Instead, she found her heart in turmoil.

She pressed her lips into an uncertain line and shook her head. "No. I'm sorry."

His heart and face dropped. "What? Why not?"

"You're not... you not the same anymore, Eli," she told him, hurt by the truth as she spoke it. It almost hurt to speak. Suddenly, she was stuttering in front of him when that had never been the case before. "I-I don't.... I mean, I... I'm sorry."

She pulled her hand away from him and turned to leave. Nowever, what je said next hurt her more.

"What was I supposed to do? Stay a loser forever like you?"

She turned around, tears already in her eyes. She saw the regret on his face the instant her heard his own words, but itnwas too late. The damage was done.

"Wait! Reader, I didn't mean it!"

He tried to grab her, keep her from leaving, but she jerked her arm out of his hand. "I-I know what you meant!"

Then she ran away. She ran to Demetri crying, begging him to take her home. She didn't want to be there anymore but wouldn't say why. He chalked it up to the crowd, the atmosphere, the unfamiliarity of the party. He took her home without question, where she huddled up on the couch and they watched movies until she fell asleep with tear tracks dried on her found cheeks.

[talonabraxas]

Cassiel - The Archangel of Saturn Talon Abraxas

Unlike other angels, Cassiel is depicted as detached from worldly affairs, more inclined to watch events unfold without interference. Medieval angelologists named Cassiel the Archangel of Saturn.

These angel-scribes knew Cassiel by many names -- including Kaziel, Cafziel, Quaphziel, Qaspiel. The Qabalistic text Sefer Raziel, pseudo-Peter d’Abano’s 13th Century Heptameron, and the scholar Averroës all list Cassiel as Saturn’s angel, as do numerous later magical texts following in their tradition.

But assignations of Saturn’s angel are by no means universal. Perhaps that’s to be expected from the Archangel of Saturn. Saturn is the faintest of the visible planets; to the ancient astrologers, he separates the world of Nature from the mysterious world of Spirit.

And, for astrologers, Saturn finds his joy in the 12th house – the so-called “house of hidden things.” Cassiel’s been called the “angel of solitude and tears,” appropriate for one who sets himself apart from others.

The classical virtue associated with the planet Saturn is sophrosyne, a complex concept evoking temperance, moderation, prudence, and self-control. In mythology, Saturn ruled over a golden age where all were possessed of such self-discipline, there was no need for laws or punishment.

And so, calling Cassiel the “angel of temperance” essentially names him the Archangel of Saturn.

The astrological Saturn’s also wrapped up with the concept of time. As the slowest moving planet, Saturn has had to do with maturity and the aging process. The Greek’s name for the planet Saturn was Kronos, the father of the god Zeus (Jupiter). But their god of time, Chronos, has such a similar pronunciation to Kronos, it’s unsurprising the two were already being conflated by the Roman era.

And hence, Cassiel became known as the “angel of time.” There’s also a deep, esoteric tradition associating time with the veil between worlds; it’s when we were entangled in Time, that Nature fell from Grace.

Cassiel also presides over the deaths of kings. The reference might be obscure, until you remember that it’s the Sun that represents kingship in astrology.

In the astrological metaphor, the Sun’s Zodiacal sign Leo governs the height of summer, when the norther hemisphere has the greatest light and heat. On the other hand, the Saturn-ruled signs Capricorn and Aquarius rule the darkest months of winter. The Winter Solstice marks the “death” of the Sun, or the death of kings.

But where there’s death, there’s always rebirth. And so celebrations of the Sun’s “rebirth” are often held just after midwinter, including the Christian celebration of Christmas.

When you need to step back from life’s emotional roller-coaster, or when you need self-discipline and focus to accomplish great things, invite Cassiel to come to your aid. The most auspicious time to connect with Cassiel is Saturday – Saturn’s day – or in the Saturn hour. Archangel Cassiel- Angelic & Planetary Correspondences:

[zenlesszonezero]

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