#perlescent

[stimmedhams]

source<3

[frunbuns]

Obsessed w the way they lit Henry in this scene. It's all so soft, and warm, and cozy, and almost dream-like, not to mention that backlighting is so flattering. And the way it lights his hair like he's got this halo as if he's some kind of angel from above. They didn't have to go that hard, but they did. It keeps me up at night.

[radioactivesweet]

Ok hear me out, what about moon god s/o x Poseidon, its been itching my mind cause of the sea x moon troupe.

What i imagine is, s/o being a powerful god like nyx but rarely appears so only a few gods know or saw them so Poseidon became curious about this mysterious (beautiful) god. Feel free to add more about this!! im just really craving for someone to write this 🥹

Uhhh I like this concept a lot!! I tried to keep the reader's gender kinda neutral, I hope it's fine^^ btw I really enjoyed writing this!

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Poseidon often found himself staring at the moon. He couldn't really explain why he would do that - not that anybody would dare asking the God of the Sea what he was doing. Unbothered, Poseidon would stand silenty on the ivory balcony, looking up to that apparently endless sky. Even for someone like him that domain appeared far and full of mystery.

It was a dark night, its only beam being the peaceful and perlescent light emanated by the sleeping moon. He was once told that a god inhabited the moon, far from all other living beings. It wasn't known the reason why the deity ended up there, observing humankind from the satellite. Some believed they refused to get involved with human affairs and chose to live as a hermit instead; others claimed the god was exiled and was cursed to live on their own, bound to live in loneliness; some believed that god to have died long ago, the moonlight being their only inheritance, the memento of a god who existed no more, the reminder of a otherwise forgotten past.

Poseidon, everytime he would look at the moon, would wonder the real story behind it. None of the moon goddesses he knew could give him a response, despite asking themselves the same question - with whom were they sharing their moon? A god, a ghost or nothing at all?

Not knowing made the God of the Sea restless. He wasn't supposed to be this ignorant - it was his duty and right to know the truth. Yet, all he knew didn't make sense to him at all. He couldn't find a reason why a god would choose to abandon their place a seek shelter on the moon; if a deity was trapped on the moon, he would have surely heard of it somehow. It wouldn't have been just a rumour; lastly, gods weren't meant to die, it wasn't their nature. They didn't have an expire date nor any time limits, so it was impossible to begin with. If there really were someone looking down on him from the moon, Poseidon would discover it.

Poseidon spent that whole night reading books and looking for information regarding the legends surrounding that mysterious and mystical figure. There weren't many references and he couldn't even find the name of that god, yet there were reported some events which most likely involved them. A beautiful deity whose melancholic face was reflected on the moon on certain nights, someone wearing a silvery armor while riding a shining chariot across the sky. Also, a powerful god who could conceal the sun and the earth. A god capable of moving the stars and making humans into constellations. A god who could flex the tides to their own amusement - which meant disturbing the God of the Sea too - the moon phases and the sea had always been strictly connected to one another, but the thought of someone directly interefering had never crossed his mind. An ancient deity whose name had been long forgotten and all traces canceled, no statues nor temples left, their believers long dead and turned to ashes.

Poseidon was intrigued to say the least. He couldn't recall even if tried the last time he had felt so interested in someone - maybe last time was when he recognised Hades as his brother thousands of years before? He didn't remember anymore, and it didn't really matter to him neither.

Rumours spreaded fast across the Heavens. It was a matter of days before everybody knew what the lonesome Poseidon was looking for, yet nobody dared approaching him nor suggesting him the information that could have helped him reach his objective. Yet, everybody was curious as to why he was interested in that legend in the first place. Poseidon was used to those lower deities' gossips, so he didn't pay them much care, they were nothing more than a bother and wasn't expecting them to act some other way. He was more interested in what certain gods had to say.

Zeus, despite his prestige, knew no more than him but reccomended talking with the goddess Nyx, whom he was afraid of, much more ancient than he was. Hades and Hermes agreed with Zeus and added some rumours that had been circulating for ages in the Underworld regarding a moon deity who lead the souls of the dead to Hades' domain. Beelzebub clearly remembered studying moon's phenoma and seeing that legendary face. They didn't ask him the reason why he was looking for the god. He wouldn't have answered anyway. Without a single word, he left, approaching his next destination, the goddess all gods feared: Nyx.

He respected the goddess, recognising her value and strenght, but didn't understand the reason why even the almighty Zeus feared - he could only suppose it must have been because of one of his many affairs that didn't end the way Zeus imagined. Poseidon didn't have anything to do with that though, therefore had no reason to fear her.

Nyx knew it all, the story of the human who ascended to the skies and then flew even higher above. That god's name was (Y/n), the vagabond of the stars, the hermit who found a home in the dim light of the moon. Poseidon was satisfied by the answers he had finally found - and a way to reach the moon itself. He was close to his goal.

He had finally landed on the moon. Poseidon had never been there before. It was the first time he got to see the sea he ruled from that perspective. It was a foreign feeling to him. He could almost understand the reason why humans tried so hard to leave Earth and reach the space - it was undescribable. He couldn't even blame (Y/n) for hiding in that timeless place. Poseidon felt as he could touch the stars if he only wanted to. And he was just about to do it, if only a sudden voice hadn't interrupted him.

"I've heard someone was looking for me. I don't receive many guests, so I suppose you must be that person." it was quite, almost a whisper. It didn't surprise Poseidon. (T/n) mustn't have had someone to talk to in a long time.

"You are Poseidon, aren't you? You often stare at the moon, I noticed it." a voice comparable to the music of the spheres, the musica universalis, the harmony between the celestial bodies.

(Y/n) seemed to have no material consistence, one with the stars and the deep blue sky surround them, floating on the ground, detached from the earthly beings. Poseidon almost felt unworthy of being before someone surrounded by such a, otherwordly aura, belonging to a different dimension. On the other hand, he was attracted by that holy creature.

"You are welcome here, God of the Seas." almost as if they had read his mind, (Y/n) reassured him "We all belong to the moon, all beings are made of the same stardust. There are no differences between us."

For once, Poseidon, enchanted and bewitched, couldn't reply. He was part of that symphony too - he could feel it resonating deep into his bones.

The everlasting sea below him, the everlasting stars above him. Poseidon felt whole for the first time in his equally everlasting life.

[yukimuraruki-art]

The last painting of the year 2023 and welcome to the new year 2024 - the New Year's Dragon in the sky. When this painting goes up, it's actually only a minute to New Year. This dragon has some perlescent paints on him (and the background in general, so I also took a picture which made it visual.

[ok-ish-hermitcraft-headcanons]

Hermitcraft laptop sticker headcannons!!

(because guess who got a bunch of stickers for Christmas and slapped 'em straight on her laptop, couldn't be meee)

Pearl - has a bunch of soup stickers (like you can't see the original colour of her laptop there's that many) with different cans of soup as well, a few aliens, 3 really cute llamas, nugget and olive in cat form, a perlescent coloured moon,(of course) a boatem pole sticker (one was given to each boatem member by an unknown entity at the end of S8/ start of s9), a trident sticker an MCC and MCC pride sticker (from that one time she played and MCC pride event), a couple sunflower stickers (that she doesn't actually recall putting on there, but she kept anyway because they're cute) the life series stickers (green yellow and red hearts in a row, also not placed there by her, too sticky to take off) and an Evo portal sticker, because even though the watchers destroyed the world, she still had happy memories from being reunited with her siblings and meeting new friends

Gem - lots and lots of flowers, a wizard hat, a sun sticker, (because the flowers need their sunshine to grow strong) a custom geminislay sticker with a sword and a bow on it, an xlife logo sticker, some pretty deer antlers with flowers on them, MCC and MCC pride stickers, dog stickers including a custom Winnie sticker and of course a bunch of pride stickers including this really cute one with a bi flag on a cat paw

That's about all for now (even tho there's only two people lol, I'm kinda tired) there might be some more soon o/

(also, hi! I'm kinda new. If it's alright could I be 🌻 annon? (of course if it's not taken yet) hope your day is going well so far!!)

Ooooh!! Stickers!!

(Hi! I’m Kish, nice to meet ya! and yep, you can!)

[mariotorres808]

Lilies Valley. Perlescent watercolour, 30x40cm. Own: Marlies Vanhoonen

[saiyanandproud]

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send 🖤 and my character will answer about yours.

attractiveness:

repulsive / hideous / ugly / not attractive / unappealing / not unattractive / meh / no preference / ok / mildly attractive / nice looking / cute / adorable / attractive / pleasant on the eyes / good looking / hot / sexy / beautiful / gorgeous / hot damn / would tap that / perfect / godlike / holy fuck there are no words.

"I mean... As an Earthling juding an Arcosian, I guess Cooler is... Objectively attractive?"

She glances up at her comrades of the Young Armored Squadron from across the table. Damn her idea of suggesting something fun to play after dinnertime.

"I mean, he's elegant, noble-looking. He has elegant features, too. A nice posture." She nods, trying to look formal, ignoring Isa's peering eyes. "Between him and his brother, I'd certainly say he's the hottest, yeah."

"Should we hightlight 'hot' as well?" Ketch suggests with a grin.

Mariko doesn't answer, only glares at him.

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

Mariko looks down at the mug in her hands. Inside it, there is a warm drink improvised by Neiz, something tasting oddly similar to hot chocolate.

"Yes, he is confusing," she confirms. "I mean, I can see how some people might think he's a dictator..." She has to be careful with words, on this spaceship. "He's ambitious and wants to expand his control over the universe. But he's also... Respectful of the cultures he meets? At least from what I've seen."

She does wonder how respectful he would be towards her if he knew about her full genetic heritage, though...

"He is charismatic, and I can see why his men trust him. I mean, we do as well, right?" She's quick to add with an awkward smile at her friends. "But he's also kinda shielded. Doesn't surprise me, I bet he counts more enemies than friends..."

"Why did you highlight 'artistic'?" Plum asks, curious.

Mariko shrugs and takes a sip from her mug.

"I can see him playing some instrument, or writing poetry. I bet he does."

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

"Seriously?!" Mariko jumps on her feet at Ketch's question, face burning bright under the Brench's shit-eating grin.

"It's just a game," he insists suavely. Next to him, Isa's face is a warm pink under her perlescent complexion, while Plum looks like a kid caught in a conversation way too mature for him. "Come on, answer!"

"To have everyone gossiping about it?" Mariko casts a quick glance at Neiz, busy cleaning up the kitchen from across the cafeteria. He seems distracted, but she is sure he can hear them from over there. "No thanks. I got busted once already for a similar question, and I am sure Cooler still remembers it."

"Yeah," Isa comments cooly, "so do I."

"How about you, Isa?" Ketch asks, this time hesitantly. "How likely would you--"

"Next question," Isa rules, peremptory.

level of friendship:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

Mariko frowns. "I'm his pupil, not his friend," she says. "And I'm sure he'd agree with me on this."

Isa nods in approval, while Ketch rolls his eyes with a bored snort. Plum shrugs.

"Okay," the Durian says, "but what if you could be friends with him?"

Mariko blinks. She looks down at her mug once more.

"Well... Yeah, I guess I'd like that," she murmurs. "It'd be interesting to know more of him."

But she is certain the feeling wouldn't be reciprocated.

first impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

"Hah," Mariko grins, "get it?"

Ketch chuckles while Isa gives Mariko a deadpan look.

"Very funny," she says flatly. "As if you guys haven't made this stupid joke a hundred times already," she adds, giving Ketch a reprimanding frown.

"And it's still as good as the first time," the Brench prince snickers.

"Cooler doesn't seem to mind it either," Plum suggests, trying to appease the Arcosian rookie.

Mariko wears a smile and takes another sip to hide her face. She couldn't say that, the first time she met Cooler, she didn't trust him a single bit.

current impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

"Again with this joke?!" Isa snaps, exasperated.

Ketch gives Mariko a high-five.

"Wait," Plum asks, reading the answers with a confused look, "what do you mean with 'he's growing on you'?"

Everyone at the table falls silent. Three pair of alien eyes turn at Mariko at unison.

She shrugs, tense.

"I mean... I'm getting to appreciate him," she mutters. "Getting to know him closely and all."

"You mean you didn't appreciate him before?" Isa inquires, narrowing her lilac eyes.

"No, I--"

"You mean you kinda like him?" Ketch suggests with a large grin. "Which brings us back to that question you haven't answered earlier--"

"I mean what I said," Mariko cuts them short, cheeks warm. "He's a good leader and I appreciate him as a mentor. That's all."

The three rookies hesitate for a moment, then they all give up with a nod, looking down at the list of questions. Ketch glances around.

"So... Whose turn is it?" He asks.

"I'm tired, I'm going to bed," Isa says, quick to stand up and leave the table.

"Yeah... Me too," Mariko clumsily imitates them, leaving the half-full mug on the table. "See you tomorrow, guys."

As Mariko and Isa leave, Katch stares at them with a baffled look. He then turns at Plum, who answers a hesitant look. Ketch sighs, reaches out to grab Mariko's mug, and slurps a sip from it.

"So, Plum," he says, "how would you rate Lord Cooler on attractiveness?"

Plum answers a long, dragged sigh.

[the-memories-we-keep]

Appropriation of Urn with Flowers (Aubusson Tapestry)

Pearlescent Photographic Print. Acrylic and Fabric Paints. Wood. Steel. Found Fabric. Glue. Thread. 2020.

I've been posting older art work here today, and I wanted to take the time to talk about one of the coolest things I've ever made. This work began with an image of an Aubusson Tapestry which I wanted to reinterpret the shape of the vase to be the shape of a body. I painted myself, bought two bouquets of meaningful florals, and photographed myself. This image was composited with textures and printed on gold perlescent photo paper. I sourced some second hand doilies and a childrens tapestry. I used some second hand RIT dye to dye the tapestry with blue undertones. I cut it in half and sewed it back together to create framing with the bows. I used found fabric paint to add the roses and bird details. I made this frame from wood I cut and stained along with steel hardware. She has sadly been lost to time and damage, but lives on as my multimedia masterpiece.

[uroborosymphony]

As long as it doesn't involve garlic or a stake he says, which causes a melodic laughter to escape from Ilana's lips. It is the way Calum always joins her whims and fantasies and stories and lores she writes out loud - it brings a smile on her lips, then.

"They are missing out however they weren't so in the wrong. Once the door is crossed, be aware you have surrendered your soul to me, Vampire." She keeps on dancing and swaying by herself in the middle of the wildflowers of her gardens, her feet in the grass, her hair in the cold wild. Finally, his hands are resting on the small of her back, catching her. Her body slows down and her arms naturally wrap around his neck. Her eyes, her wide dark eyes are filled with wonders, with dreams and lights and shadows when she looks at him - her eyes, they never leave his. "You may." Ilana responds in a whisper, their bodies now one against the other, moving to the music in tranquility, together. "I have casted many spells in my years, you know. Spells out of anger. Spells that came from the depth of my guts and my hells. I realize... how good casting those spells on the ones who gave their souls to me made me feel. All I wanted was to trap them the way they thought they could trap me. Once I did, I had to run." Her words keep on flowing, the memories of her past lovers from a past she, for now, hasn't fully shared with him. Calum to Ilana, is a confident, someone she can trust, someone she can share her secrets with - but her deepest and darkest, would he see the monster crawling under her perlescent skin if she tells him? "It is different when I'm with you, Calum. I feel at peace. I feel as if, maybe, I won't have to run this time." It is a confession. It is. There always comes a time when she disappears, without a word, without a trace. Often due to her past and her debts and her mess catching her. Tonight she shuts all of it down, as if these gardens could temporarily protect them. Is it possible to one day live a life where, she wouldn't have to run anymore? "Do you feel it too when you're here, the peace?"

[lussogifts]

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i will only only age up characters for NSFW if they are over 16 because that is the age of consent in my country otherwise it feels wrong

fluff ❥

angst ✧

nsfw  ♡ 

I’m willing to write for:

Wednesday

HOTD

The Hobbit

Lord of the Rings

The Rings of Power

Avatar 1, 2

...more to come!

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LOTR

legolas

Perlescent shine (wíp)

TROP

Mairon/Sauron/Halbrand

A gift ne’er recieved

angst with a hint of necromancy ig? ✧

Isildur

Love me like a sailor

fluff, tension, friends to lovers! ship training journey ✧| ❥

WEDNESDAY

xavier thorpe

Must be the season of the witch

fluffy, healing Xaver, Rave’n invitation ❥

wednesday addams

Dating HCs

fluffy cute dating stuff ❥

HOTD

rhaenyra targaryen

NSFW ALPHABET

just some slutty headcannons ♡

i vow myself to you

fluffy angst - on the night of Rhaenyra's birthday you go for a ride on dragonback  ✧ | ❥

The light in your eyes

fluffy so fluffy i died  ❥

You called

angst and fluff  ✧ | ❥

Hand in hand, wing by wing

Smut, velaryon reader, old gods of valyria ❥

aemond “one eye” targaryen

NSFW ALPHABET  2.8k words

once again smut  ♡

Vermillion skies (WIP)

This will probably be a series, not sure yet

aegon II targaryen

Dance with me

fluffy, sort of angsty, he just wants to dance with someone :(  ✧ | ❥

NSFW ALPHABET

smut smut smut ♡

Do not tempt me

fluffy, sad and sexy - the whole shabang  ✧ | ❥ | ♡

AVATAR: WAY OF THE WATER

neteyam

Summer rain

fluffy neteyam, first kisses ❥

My huntress

fluffy neteyam, bonding ❥

general dating hcs

fluffy and such, kisses ❥

I adore you

spicy fluff ❥

lo’ak

lo’ak likes you

cute, jealousy, fluff

general dating hcs

fluffy and such, kisses ❥

kiri

general dating hcs

fluffy and such, kisses ❥

having a crush on you hcs

fluffy and such ❥

[moomoorare]

Lavender - click for better quality ✿

ID: a digital drawing of c!Niki. She's wearing golden glasses, a lavender dress and perlescent white boots. Her hair is blonde, pink and lavender, her eyes aquamarine. She's frowning, looking at the camera. The background is white with rectangulars stacked on top of each other and they're purple, magenta, peach, orange and yellow. End of ID.

[nathansurrealart]

"Resonance Frequency"

Art by Nathan Benedict

One of my latest visions during astral projection. This perlescent creature with a body made of stars appeared in front of me, set against a colourful sky. It turned towards me and told me not to be afraid. It was peaceful and calming... 🐝🦌

[tylerthirst]

Okay this is about a post you rbed but I want to put it here anyway. Even though it's not the worst thing ever, I absolutely despise the “see if your teeth are yellow” thing specifically. It's just the way people will go about it. They'll always ‘joke’ by purposefully coloring their teeth cartoonishly yellow for the bit, but still in such a way you can tell it's faked. Their teeth being yellow is the ‘punchline’. And I don't know man. Every one of those filters is just an insecurity producer but the way people do the teeth one pisses me off. Mental health reasons aside, sometimes teeth are just kinda yellow. They're not always perlescent, and I know how insecure that can make people. And then people just find that and make it the punchline. Idk. It's stupid.

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[vinyls-and-valentines]

Realised i've never shown this here, so! Have a friend!! :D (made following the pattern here)

[Image Description: A picture of a small black frog plushie with orange stitches and perlescent pink bead eyes. A pale hand is holding the plushie's head up towards the camera, so the face is visible. /End Description.]

[mariotorres808]

Three days in copper. Based on Angela Lane "Three days". Gouache and perlescent watercolour. 20x30cm. Own: Mayra Nuñez.