#projections covering spirits

[filmroman]

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[somnimagus]

My page for @sheikahzine; about Impaz's duty to her village, empty of people and full of memories.

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[oldtvandcomics]

I've been toying with the idea of drawing some fandom Tarot cards, you know, the ones so perfect that once you've seen it, you can't unsee it.

Eight of Swords is Silas and his rabbit from The Spirit Bares Its Teeth by Andrew Joseph White.

The Eight of Swords is very much about this feeling of being trapped and helpless, unable to move in any direction. But it also has an element of this being trapped-ness being at least in a good part in your own head.

Through the book, Silas' fears and the social conditioning that were holding him back were symbolized by a rabbit living in his ribcage, and whenever he was about to do something risky (or "risky"), the rabbit would yell at him and hold him back. It was only when he managed to get rid of the rabbit that Silas was free to fight back and save himself and his friends.

[naradivision]

Miraitabi Summer Mixtape:

Σ for Σummer 🌻🌊

Disclaimer: All songs here belong to their respective artists! And since this mixtape was made under the impression of a travel diary, I highly recommend to watch in chronological order... Therefore, are you ready? Pack your belongings and let’s gooo!

Bon Voyage 𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚

“... A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step...”

6 AM — DAYBREAK ✶ FRONTLINE

Performed by

Yuuya “ARROW” Kanata

Covered & arranged by: If  | Original by: orangestar ft. IA ❈ Let’s start it with the queen of summercore vocaloid songs: orangestar

9 AM — Kaisei (Clear Weather)

Performed by

Yuuya “ARROW” Kanata

ANGE

Covered & arranged by: FantasticYouth (Onyu x LowFat)  Original by: orangestar ft. IA ❈ FantasticYouth my beloved... There is also the rap parts where LowFat-san incorporates various references to orangestar’s other songs —One of it being “Daybreak Frontline”, the previous song of this mixtape (Sources / Translation)

10 AM — DESTIN4TI★N

Performed by 

Yuuya “ARROW” Kanata

Asahi “SWEET-T” Tomoharu

Real Title: ともに (Tomoni) | Original by: WANIMA Covered by: Araki, Gero

1 PM —  Dear you, 夏めく

Performed by 

Yuuya “ARROW” Kanata

Real Title:  Hana ni Bourei (Ghost In A Flower) Covered by: soraru  |  Original by: Yorushika ❈  夏めく (Natsumeku) in Japanese means “It feels like summer” usually implying that the season is beginning… And also the alias of a certain someone important to Miraitabi’s leader

5 PM — That Dream Within A Dream

Performed by 

Yuuya “ARROW” Kanata

Real Title:  夢のまた夢 (Yume no Mata Yume) Covered by: Araki  |  Original by: Mafumafu

// ALERT ALERT: The sun is going down

“Hey, wakes up sleepyhead! Isn’t it almost time for the festival?!”

7 PM — 夏祭り🏮 (Natsu Matsuri)

Performed by 

Yuuya “ARROW” Kanata

Asahi “SWEET-T” Tomoharu

Saigo “Tsukumogami” Futugami

ANGE

Covered by:  Amatsuki, 96neko, Eve, soraru, luz Original by:  JITTERIN’JINN & Whiteberry  

⊹₊ ✶⋆ Uchiage Hanabi?

7:30 PM — Uchiage Hanabi ✻

Performed by

Yuuya “ARROW” Kanata

ANGE

Covered by:  Amatsuki, 96neko Original by: DAOKO x Kenshi Yonezu ❈ Loves other versions too, but this one is special... With genius kain-san’s mix, you can even hear fireworks in the background

But you know,

Fireworks aren’t the only lights of summer

Now with a shining lantern in your hands

Let’s send off our regards

To somewhere far faraway...

9 PM —  燈花会 (Tokae)

Performed by

Yuuya “ARROW” Kanata

Real Title: Hyakka Ryouran (A Sea of Lanterns) ❈ Although it’s my intention to refer this song to the one astounding festival in Nara (picture below), actually according to the fan assumption (Source / Translation); looks like this song has an implication to the artist’s hometown, Fukushima, which also hosts the “Tōrō Nagashi” where people will light and float the lanterns down the river or the ocean in order to commemorate for their lost ones. Meanwhile, both of these festivals are the ceremonies held around the days of Obon —The traditional Buddhist holidays dedicated to honor ancestral spirits and pay respect to the dead. ❈ Also to people who follow paralive, are you perhaps familiar with this voice?

Prologue — Σ of Σummer (Tomorrow Still Goes On)

Performed by

Yuuya “ARROW” Kanata

Asahi “SWEET-T” Tomoharu

Saigo “Tsukumogami” Futugami

ANGE

The members of “SPECTRA” Band

Real Title: Summertime Record Covered by: Ryushen, Saegusa Akina, Hakase Fuyuki, Higuchi Kaede, Hoshikawa Sara, Mashiro, Lain Paterson, Nishizono Chigusa, Machita Chima, Lize Halesta, Inui Toko, Watarai Hibari, Genzuki Tojiro Original by: Jin ft. IA (Kagerou Project)

And finally, Sayonara our dear Summer,

As ephemeral but astounding as the spark of Senko Hanabi, here the season has winded down to an end...

Thank you for watching!

Hope to see you again in the next season...

But eh... Whose season is there?

➤ Also, credit the dividers by: @cafekitsune and @firefly-graphics

[astranauticus]

oh i absolutely gave myself way too much of a workload this semester but holy shit i finally have like... about 80% of that orv changgwi animatic down in concept and i am. cartoon villain cackling

[broke-on-books]

😍😍😍

[demaparbat-hp]

Another Zuko from the same page ❄️

Little Zuzu for an incoming project 🔥

[thebopplereffect]

“White lights are better cause they don’t clash with the ornaments” NO. get out of here with that shit. Christmas is the cringiest holiday ever, there is no such thing as clashing. If my tree doesn’t look like the spirit of christmas vomited all over it then what the fuck are we even doing

[blackvahana]

[emberglowfox]

Keeper -- a short comic about an angel meeting a robotic lighthouse keeper that doesn't know the world has already ended. Made in about 18 hours for a 24-hour 24-page* black and white comic challenge (that I arrived late to, ha.)

*the actual submission does not include the cover, which was created after the fact for this post.

This was a really great learning experience as someone who's... never really made a completed comic. I ended up really attached to the story by the end of the project (possibly due to all-nighter deliriousness lol) and ultimately am very proud of what I made.There are some things I'd still like to change, particularly text placement, but in keeping with the spirit of the challenge I've elected to leave it as is.

[irishguards]

HOW DO YOU LIKE THEM POTATOES, BITCHES?

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YOU BITCHES DO REALIZE THAT YOU'RE PROVING THAT YOUR SUPPOSEDLY USEFUL AND LEGAL LIFE SUPPORT SYSTEMS ARE TOTALLY CRIMINAL WHEN YOU USE THEM TO BOTHER ME, DON'T YOU? THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR ACCEPTING STRATEGIES FROM TOM RAWLING'S AND OTHER BASICALLY SUPER LIMITED TO EARLY TIMES TIME TRAVELERS WHO DON'T UNDERSTAND MUCH ABOUT THE MORE COMPLEX THINGS, ONLY THAT THEY'RE RICHER IN LATER TIMES AND THAT THEY CAN STEAL FROM THEMSELVES IF THEY CLAIM THEY ARE SOME OF THE RICHER SMARTER INSTANCES. DUMB AS FUCK.

TIME TRAVEL - TIME TRAVELER - TIME TRAVEL TRIAL - TIME TRAVEL TRIALS

[songs-of-the-east]

Girl dressed as a Motanka - Oksana Onysko

The Motanka is a traditional doll used as an amulet in Ukrainian culture, dating back thousands of years possibly to the Cucuteni–Trypillia culture. It represents the unity between ones family and ancestors - once also believed to be a vessel of the ancestors of the person who possessed it. It was also viewed as a tool that helped protect a person from the evil eye and curses, and that the person creating it could project powers into it based on what they were thinking at the time. The Motanka is created faceless with a cross covering its head, as Ukrainian folk belief claimed that etching a face onto it could drain a living spirit into it.

[machveil]

ChildhoodBestFriend!Johnny that was the class troublemaker. you grew up in the same class with him throughout your childhood, but you weren’t initially friends. he’d always be cracking jokes and roughhousing with the other boys - loud and obnoxious, always wearing a big, toothy smile

CBF!Johnny never really had any reason to befriend you, you had pretty different friend groups. that said, whenever you two were paired up for school projects or gym class he’d be nice. he never acted too mean with you, always tried to keep the mood fun and light before parting ways

CBF!Johnny that covers for you one day - that’s when the lifelong friendship starts. you had accidentally broken something that belonged to your teacher. it was an accident, but your nerves had made you anxious over it. sure, you weren’t an angel in class, but this was something you’d really get in trouble for

CBF!Johnny saw you break it, and when he saw the fear in your eyes he tensed. he opened his mouth before he could think when the teacher asked who did it, “Was me, ma’am…”. he made eye contact with you, that same toothy smile you were used to seeing was replaced with a small, closed one, but it reached his eyes all the same

CBF!Johnny who sticks around with you after that. an arm wrapped around your shoulder as he cracks jokes and goofs off, but he treats you nicely. no roughhousing, well, nothing that would hurt you, no mean spirited teasing - he just wants to see you smile and laugh. sure, he got yelled at by the teacher, but that’s all in the past. now? now Johnny is all grown and loyal as a dog

[thechampagnesocialist]

Updated after the latest test run of dogtooth <3

placing some of my previous DG/CoC games on the map :]

[kapsloc7]

FINALLY POSTING THIS!!1! This was a huge project for me (literally, it is 3 feet tall!) based on Will Wood's 'The Normal Album' and my personal relationship with it. I threw a ton of references and symbolism in here, it was a ton of fun to create :)

Rambling about details under the cut.

Also: If you enjoy this, I have prints (and other things?) available here!

ALRIGHT BUCKLE UP BECAUSE I HAVE LOTS TO SAY

This painting is acrylic on a 24"x36" canvas, created as part of my portfolio focusing on human experiences and mental health. I wanted to make a painting about music because it's a very important thing to me, and was ultimately inspired by the song Memento Mori, The Most Important Thing. In the end I decided to base it off The Normal Album in its entirety.

The most obvious reference is the outfit, of course. I took all my own reference photos so it isn't an exact match, but is of course in spirit Will's outfit from the album cover. The only symbolism in this is the expression of masculinity in the suit, and a slight bit of femininity in the painted nails. Nothing too deep about it, I just wanted to throw in some gender fuckery because of my trans-ness.

The keyboard itself isn't a reference (I mean it's just my keyboard) nor are the books behind it (Just there for composition) but I put some stickers on the keyboard to throw in some extra references and symbolism. First, the "Give Me That Old Time Religion," both a Self-Ish reference and inspired by the sticker on Will's keyboard. Second, the pride flag being covered by an upside down American flag. This was something more personal I threw in for fun, about my distaste for the US and the oppression of queer people here. Also, I threw in the window from the album cover (but empty)

In the background, there are silly references to specific songs, (white picket fences, barbed wire and trenches, and the 222 for 2econd 2ight 2eer) and some more personal references as well (pill bottle ties into themes of the album as well as my own mental heath issues.) The potted plant has a bunch of symbolism thrown at it, and was inspired by lines in well better the alternative and Outliars and Hyppocrates, kinda a bit about feeling restricted by pressures from yourself or others causing you to uhhh. not be okay. and the pot design is based on the keys of Will Wood's keyboard as well as kinda an Everything Is a Lot reference.

Hand stuff: Bracelets are bracelets I made, mostly just for fun to provide more visual interest. Both kandi bracelets are inspired by Will Wood of course, the visible letters reading 'Memento Mori'. The grey bracelet doesn't have the letters visible, but it reads 'not afraid to die' The rings I wore were also personal fun. The white ring on the middle finger is a bit of queer code representing Aromanticism, and an engagement ring on my ring finger. Just representing the struggles I've had with sexuality and relationships and such.

Finally the chains, wallet chain was thrown in to represent financial pressure, and the one over the piano is the actually important one, representing how shitty it feels to turn creativity into a career, and feeling forced to create. There's more thrown in here probably but I'm tired and basically wrote an essay already so UH. GOODNIGHT IF YOU READ THIS FAR I LOVE YOU WAAAAA!!!! PLEASE LET ME KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS I LOVE TALKING TO PEOPLE

[halfmoonaria]

superstar

pairing: jenna ortega & reader

summary: you're a singer, and jenna thinks you're a superstar

word count: 1.6k

Jenna had always been adamant in interviews and podcasts that she wasn't looking for a partner.

The notion of opening herself up to someone, of sharing her most intimate and vulnerable sides, was terrifying to her.

She'd often say that the industry was already a whirlwind, and adding a relationship into the mix seemed like a recipe for disaster.

Her words resonated with a certain conviction, leaving fans and followers convinced that Jenna was dedicated solely to her career and personal growth.

Hence, when news broke that Jenna had met someone, the world was taken aback.

And her family, who had long accepted her stance on relationships, were particularly stunned.

What made it even more astonishing was that her partner was not just anyone but a singer. The very idea seemed to clash with everything Jenna had previously expressed.

If anyone had expected Jenna to find love, it would have been with someone far removed from the spotlight, someone who could offer a grounding presence amidst the chaos of fame.

Yet, there she was, completely enchanted by you, whose life was as much in the public eye as hers.

Your talent and passion had pierced through Jenna's carefully constructed walls, revealing a side of her that no one had ever seen.

It was an unexpected connection, but it was real, and it transformed Jenna in ways she had never imagined possible.

You were her age, having started singing at a tender age, your voice a gift that quickly became your solace.

From the early days of strumming a guitar in your bedroom to performing on small stages, your journey was one of both talent and resilience.

Your songs were deeply personal, often touching on themes of mental health, a reflection of your own struggles since your teenage years. The raw honesty in your lyrics resonated with many, turning your pain into a source of comfort for others.

Jenna admired you not just for your musical prowess but for your courage.

In a world where vulnerability was often masked, you stood as a beacon of authenticity. You spoke openly about your battles with anxiety and depression, both in your music and in interviews.

Your willingness to share your story in hopes of helping others, struck a chord with Jenna.

She saw in you a kindred spirit, someone who navigated the complexities of fame with a heart wide open, unafraid to show the scars that came with it.

The openness, the fearless confrontation of your inner demons, was what drew Jenna to you.

It was no surprise that the two of you had found each other, you were both well looking and had surprisingly more similarities than anybody would thought.

Your fame had skyrocketed over the years, just like hers had.

Sold-out arenas, chart-topping albums, and countless awards had become part of your daily reality.

You were recognized wherever you went, your face gracing the covers of magazines and your name trending on social media.

Just like Jenna; two of the biggest stars in the entertainment industry to end up together was something nobody had expected.

Despite your immense popularity, you remained grounded, always remembering the humble beginnings that shaped you.

The magnitude of your success was undeniable.

Fans across the globe found solace in your music, drawn to the sincerity of your lyrics and the powerful way you connected with your audience.

Your concerts were not just performances but communal experiences where people came together, united by the themes of your songs.

Interviews and talk shows frequently featured you, not only to discuss your latest projects but to delve into the deeper conversations about mental health that you championed.

Jenna couldn't help but be captivated by how you balanced the pressures of fame with an unwavering commitment.

It was this genuine openness, this ability to remain true to yourself amidst the chaos of fame, that drew Jenna to you like a magnet.

Despite your hectic schedules and the constant media attention, your relationship flourished in the quiet moments away from the spotlight.

There were times you often found yourself on set with her, quietly supporting her through long days of filming.

Whether it was bringing her coffee during early morning shoots or simply being there to listen during breaks, you made sure she knew you were always by her.

Likewise, Jenna joined you on tour, even if just few times. Those moments were rare but cherished, her presence bringing a sense of calm amidst the chaos of your busy life on the road.

She would watch from the wings as you performed, a proud smile on her face, supporting you in the way only she could.

At home, the connection between you two deepened in ways Jenna never had anticipated.

There were nights when she'd sit on the edge of the bed or curl up on the couch, watching you play your guitar and sing just for her.

The closeness of those moments, your voice soft and full of emotion, always sent a thrill through her.

More than once, she'd found herself unable to resist you, her desire building until she was straddling your lap, the vibrations of your music moving through her.

Which had ended up in her getting off on your thigh multiple times as you played, your voice serenading her into bliss.

Jenna loved you in a way she'd never loved anyone before. You were everything she didn't know she needed, the only person who truly understood her.

She often marveled at the thought that you were all hers, unable to fully grasp how someone as incredible as you had chosen her.

Whether you were strumming a guitar at home or belting out lyrics on stage, you captivated her completely.

You were the only one she wanted, the only one who made her feel this intensely.

When you performed was when all of those thoughts overflowed.

On stage, you were magnetic, your voice powerful and sultry, sending shivers down her spine. And when you danced, it was as if the music lived in your body, every movement fluid and mesmerizing.

Jenna couldn't take her eyes off you.

She adored the outfits you wore—revealing pieces that clung to your body, accentuating every curve.

She understood why you chose them; the heat from the lights and the crowd demanded something breathable, but there was no denying the allure they added to your presence.

She found your voice captivating, sexy almost, whether it was the soft croon she heard at home or the commanding, electrifying sound that filled arenas.

Each note you sang and every step you took drew her in deeper, reminding her that despite all the eyes on you, you were hers alone.

Jenna admired you fiercely. Every time she watched you perform, she fell a little more in love, unable to understand how she was lucky enough to have you.

The way you owned the stage, the way your voice and dancing wrapped around her heart, left her breathless.

She loved watching you perform. For reasons that went beyond the obvious.

It wasn't just for the music or the energy of the crowd. There was something deeper, more personal, in the way she observed you on stage.

How deeply you connected with your audience, but even more so by how much of yourself you gave in each performance.

She knew every movement, every note came from a place that only understood. And that knowledge made it all more thrilling.

But what really drove her wild was what came after.

The sex afterwards was incredible.

You'd come of stage, still pulsing with the energy of the performance, and she could feel the heat radiating off you.

The way you'd pull her close, your hands exploring as if you couldn't wait another second. Your touch demanding and urgent, made her knees weak.

Those nights, when you were still on fire from the adrenaline, were her favorite.

If something hadn't gone the way you wanted; a missed note, a technical glitch, or someone who'd pissed you off backstage — Jenna knew she was in for it.

You'd take that frustration and channel it directly into her, the way you'd push her against the wall, not wasting a second, your intensity making her shiver with anticipation.

She craved those moments, the way your hands would be rougher, your kisses hungrier. The way you'd take control, leaving her breathless and utterly consumed by you.

Jenna loved every second of it, the raw unapologetic need that you unleashed after a show.

It was the side of you that only she got to experience, and it was addictive.

After every show, after the adrenaline had faded and the passion between you two had cooled to a gentle warmth, it was the quiet moments that Jenna cherished the most.

Lying in bed together, your bodies tangled in the sheets, she would trace the lines of your face, marveling at how someone so fierce on stage could be so tender with her.

It was in those moments that she realized just how much she loved you—not just for the superstar the world saw, but for the person you were when it was just the two of you.

No matter how hectic your lives became, no matter the miles between sets and stages, the connection you shared remained unshakeable.

You both had your own worlds, your own battles to fight, but in each other, you found a refuge, a place where you could be completely yourselves.

And as she drifted off to sleep beside you, Jenna knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, nothing could change the way she felt.

You were a star, but more importantly, you were her star, and she wouldn't trade that for anything in the world.