#theme: celestial bodies

[betweenblackberrybranches]

*Breaks down door* Hi look at rlgl Sun and Moons date night outfits!!! Anyways they going on a movie date to watch Barbie

[press-the-buttoooonnsss]

i cant believe the final fight of portal involved breaking the ceiling to the surface and revealing the full moon, which is ultimately what saves you, and the fandom DIDN’T put a shit ton of moon imagery into their fanart??

[somequeeralien]

Made these two for college and I love them💙

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Yeah, it's basically a hum!Mars and some little star. I made her look more like Jupiter, but I'm still happy with how it turned out. Chime is all here to tell how great our planets are

[motherofplatypus]

Guys, in all seriousness, Joel's celestial body should be Saturn for two reasons:

Its a car company, it fits his whole thing, but also

Saturn is described as a god of many things, which i find very very very descriptive to each of the wild cards:

Size card: abundance

Eat everything card: agriculture

Snail card: dissolution

Time card: time

Trivia bot card: wealth

Mob card: generation

Superpower card: liberation

Finale card: periodic renewal

I know we've basically agreed he's gonna be a car and im totally down with that, but if you wanted something more serious and in theme, you might wanna consider this.

[sparkerinparadise]

more persona designs!! this time it's for roman (left) and junior (right) :]

i want to convey the archetype/class of each party member in their personas' designs. roman is going to be a dps character- high damage output but low hp, much like her dad sans. likewise, junior is a healer! which is great, considering how much roman is likely going to need it lol

[mossterunderthebed]

[wistrea-a]

thinking about witches who often have symbols of their own creation manifest onto their skin when they use their true magic, and kira having tattoos like these appearing on her body when she uses her chaos magic,

[autumnalhalcyon]

my partner opted to make a funni ft oc with dragon takeover magic to harass my fairy oc for the memes, so i have no choice but to show off art i haven't digitalized lol

major issues 2nd gen dragon slayer and funni dragon takeover magic user under the cut

Elpis has white hair. I have not decided on gold or green eyes lol

How it started, vs how its going

[phauxal]

A commission for @starmakesart !! I love working floral Yugioh boys. They make my brain very happy. Thank you so much for supporting me ;v;

[onceuponanaromantic]

the art of losing (is easy to master)

(Written for @flashfictionfridayofficial​‘s prompt: FFF193: Celestial Bodies. Title is a riff on Elizabeth Bishop’s One Art. Enjoy!)

How does a girl become a god?

             Quite simply, if I’m being honest about it.

             The ones I help do not know my name. Neither do I for that matter, but a name is a heavy thing to carry through the highest cliffs. I have walked through the narrowest straits, through mists denser than darkness itself. I have walked the abyss and the mountain tops beyond human knowledge, but this, I could only do by giving up my humanity.

             (“Sir, I believe the exit is that way,” I say, “if you turn right after the staircase and walk past the blue building.”

             The old man nods at me. “Thank you, my dear. I must have missed my stop.”

             He touches a finger to his forehead. “It’s hard, you know, remembering. But I could have sworn it was getting late. Get home too, dear girl. It’s not good to be out so late after dark. Somebody must miss you.”)

             I have walked the fires that burn deep in the darkest, deepest parts of the ocean, where cold sinks into your bones and does not leave. I have swum the currents of air that slice the very tips of clouds off.

             I do not know how I got here. It must be like the others, because not all who wander are lost, but the people who end up here? The lost and the lonely. Not all the souls who end up here are alive either.

             (“Ma’am?” I get the old woman’s attention. It’s a bus stop this time, and she clutches her purse to her. Her eyes are milky white, and she looks at me like she’s seeing somebody else.

             “Are you my John?” She asks. “I’m… I don’t know where I am.”

           “It’s okay,” I say, pressing my hand to her bony fingers. “You’re just lost.”

             I guide her up, walking beside her as she hobbles towards a doorway that leads to a dark place I have never been to. She is dead, but as ghosts go, she has a strong grip. As we walk, she tells me about her John. Her John is a young man, who never visits his old grandmother. She worries for him, and for her daughter, Marie-Anne.

             “Tell that girl she needs to eat more, and does she ever listen?” The old woman grumbles, “You, you tell her that she needs to eat her vegetables.”

             I help her past the threshold. I cannot go beyond this point.)

             I am the one who emerges beyond the mists, the guide who appears as a sister, a daughter, a brother. On occasion, I am an aunt or a grandmother.

             (“Auntie?” A young boy looks up at me from inside some modern looking station. ��I think I’m lost? I missed my stop and my mum’s going to kill me.”

             I point him to the next train, and tell him to get on it and take it a loop until he gets back out.)

             I am nameless, and the lost often find things to call me. But none of them are my name. But it’s okay. Gods do not have human names. I don’t always know who people see when they look at me, but I try to be friendly. No one ends up here on purpose after all.

             And then the day came when somebody did.

             “Ma’am,” I begin, turning to the woman sitting on the bench. This is a proper labyrinth, sweet smelling like herbs and sunlight, and oddly familiar. It is a garden, flowers and warmth pressing themselves to my cheeks like a caress.

             And then she’s looking at me and my breath catches. “Ma’am, I think you’re lost.”

             “Oh, please don’t worry about that.” The woman stands, brushing off her skirts in a terrible, familiar motion. “I have been practicing this for a long time.”

             Her eyes glint in the sunlight, “It’s harder than you would think, to find this place.”

             “To find you.”

             Her face is older than I remember, crinkles at the edge of her eyes and wrinkles at her forehead. Silver darts through her hair like shooting stars through the dark. When she grasps my hands, her hands are calloused, veiny and tender where they grip mine.

             “Hello, Asteria.”

             I should know her. I could swear I know her. The name rings in me like an old church bell, rocking me where I stand.

             But I don’t know her.

             “I don’t know your name.” My voice breaks from my chest, a quiet sort of devastation.

             “It’s okay,” she says. “Do you remember how you got here?”

             I shake my head.

             “We were fighting. You were trying to find something, after our brother died. You were trying to bring him back, but instead, you got lost.” Her voice is quiet. “We looked for you forever, but we couldn’t find you. Until the rumours came out about an immortal guide, who finds the lost and helps them home.”

             “Athena thought you didn’t want to come home. I disagreed. Athena thought you blamed yourself for our brother’s death. But then I realised this place was real.”

             “Do you know, this place is a different plane of reality, a celestial body of sorts. It’s hard to know it exists, but even when you do, it’s harder still to remember who you are and what you’re looking for. You can only find this place by being lost yourself.”

             And I know this. Or I knew it once. I have heard this story before, but now I know it again, hearing this woman speak.

             “What’s your name?”

           The woman shakes her head. “Nobody can know.”

             She presses her lips to my forehead and pulls off her coat. She wraps it around me, and the scents take me back to her lab. Copper like the torches she’s so fond of, teak and walnut for tables which our brother gave her as a present when she finally set it up. Ink like her records of all the stories she’s ever told me about the world.

           My big sister stands before me, but even now I feel my memory of her name escape me.

             “I’m here to take your place.” She touches my face gently. “The guide must exist, to save the lost.”

           “But it doesn’t have to be you.”

             She presses her hand to mine and guides it to the exit of her- my garden.

             “Athena’s waiting for you. Don’t worry about me. I’ve lived a good life, and you’ll see me again someday.”

             How does a girl become a god?

           Quite simply actually; she makes a decision.

[gigivas]

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[screampiez]

O shit I'll post more when it's not 5am ooopsie

[beacon-lamp]

everyone trying to shoehorn in another celestial body theme for this season's winner but i think we're missing the obvious. guy with the car won the traffic series.

[heaven-dope]

i can come up with a ffxiv au for any oc

[elytrianicarus]

gonna be real i feel like some of you don't really get the whole deal with the winners symbolism but I'm being so brave about it

[dualitysdownfall]

📓

ladies and gentlewhatevers we are officially Above Average !!!!

im debating whether i should just say both cause chances are i dont get a second ask but actually if people see this maybe another person will

so my first one ... i actually started like the first four paragraphs i already forgot what i put in them and it was just that one night and then i never did anything more with it. maybe one day.

the premise is basically, it's a universe where humans and trolls together inhabit many planets across the galaxy or whatever, so its like not weird for there to be some planets(/cities/whatever) inhabited by both. but alternia still Fucking Sucks so karkat and sollux decide to escape together and they end up hopping from planet to planet for a bit while they try to avoid imperial surveillance, all the while they're starting to get over themselves in terms of having feelings for each other because that stuff matters less when you're busy being on the run from the drones so they're like "yeah fuck it. listen im in love with you" mostly pale but it's really a mainly pitchpale mix.

and then after a few planets they end up on one where there's a troll/human city and they meet a strange human named dave. something something, polyamory ensues.

this is the ask game