#brightness of the heavens

[tom4jc]

March 28, 2024 Verse Of The Day

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#brightness of the heavens #Daniel 12:3 #Forever #lead to righteousness #Leading #shine like stars #Shining #Stars #Verse of the Day #Wise

[boarloved-art]

everytime i remember that fengxin laughs at the worst jokes imagineable and xielian canonically fills the communication array with cringe, my heart sings actually

#fenglian #tgcf #tian guan ci fu #fengxin #xielian #heaven officials blessing #art #my art #drawing #fanart #colour picked from my other drawings where they r in the communication array so the colours r bright as SHIT and for what

[liusia-piu]

~Darling, don't move if you still want to see the Novivon sun

#Heavens tell me that you see the colours are normal because what I see on my work laptop and then on my phone is just terribly DIFFERENT #tell me if it's still too bright or vice versa pale please #art #digital aritst #illustration #ukraine art #арткозацтво #укртумбочка #artists on tumblr #digital drawing #fanart #the arcana fanart #the arcana julian #the arcana fandom #the arcana #the arcana julian devorak #julian devorak #the arcana valdemar #valdemar

[taizi]

gently in the cold dark earth

scum villain's self saving system word count: 2k canon divergent / no system au; sy transmigrates into an empty npc role; gray lotus binghe loves his shixiong more than life and he's ready to make it everyone's problem

title borrowed from work song by hozier

read on ao3

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The first thing Luo Binghe does when he escapes the Abyss is return to Cang Qiong Mountain. 

With Xin Mo secured to his back, the way could be instant if he so chose—the journey of a thousand miles reduced to a single step—but he unsheathes the elegant jian at his hip instead.

Yong Liang sings sweetly for him, the snow white blade still shining and untainted even after years of helping Luo Binghe carve his way through hell. It has never once failed him, soulbound to the one person still on this earth who has never failed him. 

“Take it,” his shixiong insisted, low and urgent. The Abyss was behind them, an even deadlier threat was ahead, and Without A Cure clogging his meridians made Luo Binghe the best choice to wield the only unshattered spirit sword they had between them. “Binghe, take it.”

He pressed until Luo Binghe’s grip curled tight around the hilt, not hesitating to put his soul in Luo Binghe’s hands even with the rosy glow of an unsealed demon mark shining on his face. 

Luo Binghe flies at a pace best described as dangerously reckless, hardly smelling the fragrant spring air or feeling the sun on his face. His robes are a disgrace, his hair a tangled, matted mess, and it occurs to him that he could stop somewhere and clean himself up, make himself presentable, but it’s a brief, fleeting thought. 

Shen Yuan would be furious to find out that Luo Binghe wasted even a single second returning to his side. 

——

He passes through the ancient wards effortlessly, feeling them fall away from him like water. It’s a simple thing to tamp down on his demonic qi, to disguise the parts of him that those so-called righteous cultivators would scorn. He ghosts through the familiar grounds as eagerly as a starving animal bolting down a fresh game trail, but one by one, all of their familiar haunts come up empty, without even a lingering trace of Shen Yuan’s spiritual energy left behind.   

The head disciple’s room is dusted and undisturbed, as if its occupant might walk through the door at any moment, but the lack of clutter and the empty book shelf makes it very clear to Luo Binghe what the truth must be.

If Shen Yuan returned to the peak after the Conference, he didn’t stay. 

All at once, images crowd the front of his mind—his shixiong grieving, pulling away, turning his back on those responsible for his heartache. 

Yue Qingyuan, always only a step behind wherever his precious Xiu Ya sword went, promised that no one wanted to hurt them. They only wanted to help.

He looked so solemn and righteous that Shen Yuan reluctantly allowed himself to be convinced. Luo Binghe, who had gone to the man for help after a bloody whipping when he was a child, only to be given a walnut cake and turned away at the door, knew better. 

He wasn’t surprised when Shen Yuan was wrenched away from him, and shizun sent him staggering off the cliff with a spiritual dagger buried to the hilt in his chest, all of it happening within a matter of seconds—but it still hurt. 

Shen Yuan’s scream followed him all the way down. 

I’m alive, Luo Binghe thinks, with no one there to tell it to. I came back to you. Let me come back to you. 

——

Including time spent in the abyss, it’s three years before they meet again. 

Luo Binghe’s revenge is his second priority at best, but he is nothing if not efficient and knows how to kill two birds with the same stone. Huan Hua affords him ample resources and opportunities to scour the world for his missing shixiong while playing the role of earnest and diligent new disciple. He snatches up each mission that comes along as though  eager to prove his worth to the sect that so graciously took him in, but he takes every excuse to wander, to search, to make conversation with vendors and innkeepers and passing strangers. 

Have you seen my heart? It lives outside of me in the form of a beautiful young man and tends to wander. Very contrary, likes to fuss over people, could argue the stripes off a lushu just for fun. You’d know it if you met it. You’d never forget. 

The days blur together, meaningless and gray, but he doesn’t stop looking. Shen Yuan still exists somewhere in this world, because otherwise Luo Binghe wouldn’t. It’s the only thing that makes sense. The alternative doesn’t bear thinking about. 

And then, finally—an afternoon in Jinlan City, when Luo Binghe arrives in a throng of incompetent gold-clad Huan Hua disciples, to investigate a plague of all things—

He’s there. 

In dark, neutral colors and plain clothes, a traveling cloak with its hood resting down around his shoulders, as if his beauty could possibly be lessened by cheap, shapeless fabrics rather than effortlessly enhanced. His hair falls from its half-tail in glorious waves—he never did have the patience for anything elaborate, only wearing braids when one of his sticky shidimei cajoled and convinced him. Traveling alone, who could he possibly have to roll his eyes at and complain about and sit patiently still for?

A pale green ribbon is all that decorates his hair. Luo Binghe recognizes it instantly. 

“You should spend your allowance on yourself, Binghe,” Shen Yuan scolded him, not for the first time and certainly not for the last. 

“But I did,” Luo Binghe protested, widening his eyes and clasping his hands earnestly, the way he knew worked best. “I wanted it! And now that I have it, I want to give it to you.”

Shen Yuan was too clever by half to be truly fooled by the innocent act, but he always folded like paper anyway. He spoiled all of his shidimei but Luo Binghe most of all. Anyone on Qing Jing Peak would be hard-pressed to think of a single example of Shen Yuan telling Luo Binghe ‘no.’ 

Sure enough, after a second spent visibly wrestling with himself, he blurted, “Oh, fine! Hand it over.” 

He wore it every day since. He’s wearing it now. The wind catches the ends of it, sending it streaming behind him like the tails of a paradise flycatcher. Lovely. 

For a brief moment, Luo Binghe is frozen where he stands, finally faced with the very thing that he’s been missing for years, that he’s been living a miserable half-life without. 

And then he remembers himself and lurches forward. His voice is a tangle in his throat but he manages to choke out, “Shixiong!”

A strike of lightning couldn’t have jolted Shen Yuan into more perfect stillness. He stops mid-step, every inch of him as good as carved from precious jade. He doesn’t turn his head, and the sliver of his face visible from where Luo Binghe stands is very pale. 

Luo Binghe wonders suddenly if this has happened to him before—if Shen Yuan has heard a voice on the road or in the market that was almost familiar, that was almost the one he was hoping for, only to be disappointed when he turned to follow it and found a stranger. 

Luo Binghe shortens the distance between them with a few anxious steps and tries again. 

“Shixiong.”

The older boy whirls around abruptly, as if to get it over with. He’s bracing himself, but Luo Binghe barely has a second to absorb Shen Yuan’s painful-looking anticipation before it bleeds out of his face in favor of something else entirely. 

He looks like the earth has fallen out from beneath his feet, like he hardly dares to believe his eyes. Zheng Yang gleams golden at Shen Yuan’s hip, reforged and whole again.

“Binghe?”  

“It’s me,” Luo Binghe says softly. 

There’s a tableau he’s afraid to break, as if they’re in a delicate dreamscape and a move too sudden or loud might dissolve it. He wants to say I’ve missed you the way lungs miss air, immediately and needfully, I haven’t breathed at all since we’ve been apart. He wants to say you’re my light in the dark, I can only stand in front of you now because I love you too much to ever truly leave you. 

Instead, he tells his dearest friend, “This one made you wait. But your Binghe is here.”

Shen Yuan sprints the rest of the way to meet him, almost before he’s even finished talking, and they collide in a solid embrace that knocks the air from them both. 

His arms wind around Luo Binghe’s waist like steel bands, fingers digging into the back of his robes, precious face pressed into the crook of his neck and shoulder. Luo Binghe doesn’t hesitate to gather him up close, holding him as tightly and securely as he knows how, burying his nose in his shixiong’s hair and breathing in the familiar, beloved smell of him.  

Shen Yuan is a few inches shorter than he remembers. All the better to tuck him beneath Luo Binghe’s chin, to cover and surround him so completely that not even the heavens above can get a decent eyeful. 

He wants to grab and bite and pin Shen Yuan beneath him and never let go. His jaw aches with wanting it. 

“I’ve been looking for you,” Luo Binghe says, eyes wet. “I went home first.” Unsaid goes the obvious but you weren’t there. 

“How could I stay?” Shen Yuan bites out, managing to sound all at once strangled and bewildered and—charmingly—offended. He shakes his head without lifting it, an aggressive nuzzle against Binghe’s shoulder. “After what they did to you, I’d rather die than represent their stupid sect another minute.”

“Step away from it, Shen Yuan,” shizun said coldly. “I’ll put that beast back where it belongs.”

“No,” shixiong said in a voice that was smaller than usual, one that shook. He was frightened, clearly overwhelmed, but he didn’t budge from where he was plastered in front of Luo Binghe like a breathing shield. 

“Now.” 

“No, shizun.”

“Shizhi,” Yue Qingyuan said gently, offering his hand. “Come here. It will be alright.”

Shen Yuan said, “No. You can’t hurt Binghe. He’s not bad just because of who his parents are. He’s as good as he was yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that. He’s hardworking and loyal and a sweetheart to anybody who gives him half a chance. He’s so good.”

Liu Qingge was behind the sect leader, sword drawn. Shen Qingqiu was quickly losing what little patience he had, face twisted into a sneer, dark eyes stabbing hatefully at Luo Binghe from over his head disciple’s shoulder. There were more figures rapidly drawing closer, the other peak lords following the flare of Yue Qingyuan’s qi. The standoff was becoming more and more untenable, and Shen Yuan was too smart not to see that, shrinking back against Luo Binghe as much as he could without crowding him closer to the edge. 

“You can’t hurt him,” he said again, the closest Luo Binghe had ever heard him come to tears, “he’s my shidi.”

Luo Binghe is unsurprised by his shixiong’s loyalty, because it’s already been proven to him over and over. It’s unremarkable at this point, which is an absolutely remarkable thing in itself. It makes him feel warm with gratitude and affection and ownership. 

Shen Yuan is clever and quick on his feet and always three steps ahead, more knowledgeable about flora and fauna than anyone else Binghe has ever known combined, and probably a force to be reckoned with as a rogue cultivator, where the only rules of conduct he has to adhere to are his own. 

But Luo Binghe hates to think of him on the road alone, without the little martial siblings who follow him like ducklings, without his Binghe there to make sure he remembers to eat all his meals and comb out his hair before bed. He’s a creature of comfort, made for airy rooms with too many cushions and an abundance of sweets and books to read. 

Luo Binghe has fantasized more than once about building a home for Shen Yuan to lounge prettily in. It was, in fact, his favorite flavor of daydream since he was about thirteen. 

If Shen Yuan wants to rogue cultivate, then that’s what they’ll do. But Luo Binghe thinks, if he constructs a palace that’s as comfortable as it is grand, and fills it with trashy romance novels and obscure beasts and his own hand-made meals, he can convince his friend to live in it with him.

Shen Yuan needs to be taken care of. Luo Binghe needs to be the one taking care of him. They’re together now and they’ll never be apart again and those needs can both be met. 

That possessive, proprietary feeling coils dark and deep inside him, undulating lazily like a serpent who’s fed enough for days, reminding him over and over what he already knows:

Mine. 

#scum villian self saving system #svsss #bingyuan #bingqiu #luo binghe #shen yuan #my writing #svsss fic #sy transmigrates into a blank role in a world where his favorite character exists #and he's supposed to - what ? NOT fulfill his personal fantasy of being lbh's best friend ?? ok 🙄 #naturally binghe has been obsessed since the moment this pretty boy first smiled at him #bingbing i love you you deserve a good shixiong / future wife and i'm here to deliver #ALSO sy's sword name is (yǒng) meaning perpetual ; eternal ; forever #and 亮 (liàng) meaning bright ; clear ; to show ; to shine #in my mind's eye zheng yang is golden so yong liang's silvery white is the perfect compliment #YOU ARE NOT IMMUNE TO THE SUN & MOON SHIP DYNAMIC 🫵 #heaven and hell were words to me

[queer-book-character-tournament]

Character, book, and author names under the cut

Fetter- The Saint of Bright Doors by Vajra Chandrasekera

Xie Lian- Heaven Official's Blessing / Tian Guan Ci Fu by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Magnus Chase- Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard series by Rick Riordan

Benjamin/Benji Woodside- Hell Followed With Us by Andrew Joseph White

#Fetter #The Saint of Bright Doors #Vajra Chandrasekera #Xie Lian #Heaven Official's Blessing #Tian Guan Ci Fu #tgcf #hob #mxtx #Mo Xiang Tong Xiu #Magnus Chase #Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard #Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard series #mcga #pjo #percy jackson series #riordanverse #Rick Riordan #Benjamin Woodside #Benji Woodside #Hell Followed with us #Andrew Joseph White #lgbt books #polls #queer book character tournament 2.0

[seaweedraindraws]

Date fits from my fic Cherris outfit was based off of this

#hazbin hotel #cherrisnake #cherri bomb #sir pentious #cherri bomb heaven #angelic cherri bomb #angelic sir pentious #I love the idea of Cherri with red pastels and golds #So I attempted to make her hair more gold??? #And the only darker colors were maroon since I didn't want a dark bright red like she usually has #I really couldn't imagine her in blues but like... honestly she looks v cute in his jacket ngl #also I know Pents is very heart themed but he also went out loving his fam #I could see Cherri being more star themed because she's still a ball of fire #so I changed her freckles to stars? idk I wish I did more stars #fanart #fanfiction #hazbin hotel fanart

[vinzulu]

#haha HB wind master and nobody's congratulating he xuan cause he's in disguise etc #I've chosen the 6th of April cause it's the last day of the Qing Ming #then i switched it to the 4th of april cause it's cursed and its funnier #so happy birthday #the Chinese Grave-Sweeping day #the Pure Brightness day sounds cool and also it was the emperor Xuanzong who established the holiday #you get it right... Qing... Ming.... Xuan....... the graves and the remembrance.......... #(the headcanon has nothing to do with astrology I'm not into it) #tgcf #my art #fanart #heaven official's blessing #he xuan #shi qingxuan #beefleaf #shuangxuan

[cuntyfieddemon]

out of EVERYthing this season i wanna discuss more aziraphale and crowley making what they think is the smollest miracle ever and it turning to be the biggest most powerful 'class A' miracle, making both heaven and hell think GABRIEL popped off and did it himself so they just HAVE to send all the archangels AND a fucking legion of demons to manage it, only for both sides to fail against them and not see through the miracle AT ALL so the fucking metatron has to get up from his non existent ass, make himself a body and prepare a plan to manipulate mansplain malewife aziraphale, and make sure the husbands go separate ways so they're less likely to figure out how powerful they are when they actually work together and not for eachother... together, it's only a matter of time before they work it out and start fucking shit up, thus probably becoming the number 1 threat and attack force against The Second Coming, and the metatron knows that. and with couples of angels and demons happening left and right, he can't let the fact that such associations or relationships are not only possible, but also stronger and more powerful than anyone in headoffice. so he lets beelz and gabriel leave, and arranges a lie or a trap to break up aziraphale and crowley and silence the whole thing.

idk what neil is planning for zira and crowley powerwise, but honestly, if he goes with something cliche like "the power of love is stronger than God's will" i will be completely ON BOARD BCZ YOU KNOW WHAT???? what is the ONLY thing that could end aziraphale's and crowley's miracle?? the power of beelzebub's and gabriel's love. beelz recognized the fucking fly and told gabriel to "open it" so it could restore gabriel WITH his memory of beelzebub, thus dissolving the now worthless miracle... that miracle, made possible only bc two beings loved eachother, could only be broken by the only other two beings in love with eachother in this universe. and that makes me so fucking excited* for season 3.

*scared shitless :)

#i just imagine both of them holding hands #bright halos/horns coming out of their heads #wings out #flaming sword and car thingy that can make stars too #just pulverising heaven and hell with just a blink of an eye #extra points if they're in their biblical/original forms like aziraphale with the multiple eyes and wings and crowley as a snek #good omens #gos2 #ineffable husbands #gos3 theory #ineffable bureaucracy #sorry about the english btw

[foxwitchaine]

A little video I made recording the overall design process. My goal was to create a distinctive yet customizable uniform not unlike Night Raven College's uniform.

Here's the final version of the design.

And a version of the uniform with pants. Just because it's a girl's school doesn't mean all the girls will enjoy wearing skirts. Especially if it's a student with focus on athletics.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst oc #art #twst ocs #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #ocs #bright heavens institute #the stars above us #Youtube

[cometrose]

Op I read your old post about "the blind dragon who wants to see the sun" and I realized wait Zhongli is most symbolized by the sun

zhongli has soooo much sun symbolism here is a list

Gold everywhere!!! Lots of yellow and gold in his color palette. His eyes are described as golden or amber -the golden glow of his hands, the gold in his suits or archon outfits. Gold the color of the sun is his signature color.

In his splash art his meteorite looks distinctly like the sun (plus his character demo is full of sun symbolism)

In depictions of Rex Lapis he always symbolizes the sun

Zhongli's namecard description: stars fall, light fades

His burst/ultimate is translated to "Planet Befall" in english but in chinese it is "Heavenly Star"

During one of the melusine quests in fontaine one them says "gold are the tears of the sun" if you gift them cor lapis. She also says cor lapis is warm to the touch "truly as gentle as the sun itself"

Deus Auri which translates to “god of gold” is one of Rex Lapis' titles

Mora (which is often referred synonymously with gold) is minted from Zhongli’s own flesh and blood

As you mentioned Azhdaha was a blind dragon who yearned to see the sun. As Morax was the one who granted him eyes -meaning he was the first person Azhdaha saw- Morax is in part the "sun" he yearned to see

In Zhongli's TCG card the story says "a hidden gemstone can illuminate the whole earth, bright and unrivaled as a star"

One of the distinct features of the adepti is the "illumination" that Rex Lapis granted them that gave them the ability to create subspaces and other powers (what does the sun do? illuminate)

In Azhdaha's story he recites a poem to Jiu (his eroded self) "A star appears within the wild a sun ascends as bright as jade”. Other than gold Zhongli's signature item is jade! Fun fact the weapons of the Primordial Jade series were created by him.

In the description of the Geo Hypostasis it states maybe the reason it creates pillar is not to combat enemies but to get closer to the sky

In one of Albedo's voicelines he says "without human manipulation you would need to harness the power of a sun eight times the size of our own in order to naturally create gold”

Interestingly the Solar Chariot crashed into Liyue forming The Chasm about 6000 years ago, coincidentally Rex Lapis descended upon the region at the same time.

Lastly, while Zhongli symbolizes the sun a lot of the people around him symbolize the moon. Guizhong has a dark blue and white color palette with stars in her sleeves. Azhdaha often depicted with the moon and night. Ganyu and Xiao both have moon symbolism. The 'yue' in Liyue means moon. All the other archons -Venti, Nahida, and Ei especially- have a lot of moon symbolism. So not only is he very "sun-like" but the people around him are very "moon-like"

#zhongli #genshin impact #all i have for you is zhongli sun symbolism and nothing else #hes a warm person very polite and gentle but he’s very distant he doesn’t talk much about himself #you rarely hear stories of rex lapis from his own mouth #warm but very far away #you can be more in depth and say he even casts a shadow on everyone else because he is so bright #all of old companions are either dead betrayed him or sealed away #nobody can stand in the sun too long #think icarus ya know? #also like zhongli represents like a chinese emperor or even the jade emperor which is like god of gods in heaven ya know holy divine heaven #very star very sun behavior

[future-crab]

Ohhhhh Burn Bright live. I am not immune to 15,000 queer people shouting “not ashamed of what I am” in unison.

#SUPER not immune to 15000 queer people shouting ‘they always told me that you’ll never get to heaven with a love like yours’ in unison #what a fuckin song #mcr #gerard way #conventional weapons #conwep #burn bright #i can’t stop watching mcrelmont videos and going ‘i was there!! i saw this live! fuck!!!!’ #my chemical romance #mcrelmont

[yourbeginneranimator]

I had a dream last night and this was the only thing I remember seeing

#rhythm heaven #basicly all my RH megamix data was wiped out and replaced with a new story mode game #first game was karate man but tbe practice didn’t tell us the controls #the game immediately ended after the practice and I got a try again #and this was the screen #the monkey was a bright green by I can’t be bothered to make it green

[suncaptor]

Castiel // Persona Non Grata (Bright Eyes)

#castiel #spn #supernatural #amv #spnedit #edit #video #s9 #destiel #destiel haters watch it too tho you love me #bright eyes #persona non grata #imagining if i had made this 2 years ago when i wanted to. shhh #april kelly #dean winchester #i'm no angel #i think i'm gonna like it here #holy terror #stairway to heaven #cas #dean #incoherents #oh also this is an amv for human cas and it encompasses that entire arc so if you know that arc is triggering be wary etc #Youtube

[mushroom-person]

something something metroid fanart something

i think someone should give me money so i can finally buy metroid dread instead of replaying demo over and over and over again

#doodle #digital doodle #art #digital art #metroid #metroid fanart #samus #samus metroid #samus aran #samus aran metroid #sorry my brain is literally empty #if theres any mistakes in this drawing let me know my eyes went literally fuzzy so many times i thought i went to heaven #eyestrain #i think #bright colors #okay i posted a drawing i can now go back to playing yuri games (metroid prime and portals)

[uisgeart]

Based on that one scene where Xie Lian looks in a mirror and see’s white no face - horrifying.

#tgcf #xie lian #heaven official's blessing #天官赐福 #bai wuxiang #danmei #mxtx #horror #turn ur brightness up #i made the mistake of sketching this at 2am haha #but seriously bai wuxiang is terrifying #uisgeart #my art

[remma-demma]

Do you think Hydaelyn kept track of Azem’s soul as it got reincarnated over the eons, searching for the face she knew from Elpis, growing weary as the centuries and millennia passed? That each time she gave them her blessing she got slowly weaker and weaker, until your Wol was born and she knew her time would soon be over but yours was just beginning.

I just think it’s nice that not only are we her favorite because we’re Azem, but because we’re this particular reincarnation of Azem that she knows and has been looking forward to.

#sorry I made myself cry because I’m God’s favorite #if you saw my ancient world as Heaven / ancients as angels / ascians as demons post you’ll know #that in that framework I guess the wol is Jesus. HAPPY EASTER!! #god I love that theory. main takeaway is that elidibus is Lucifer / Satan #bright one!! warrior of light!! prettiest boy!! little devil on your shoulder!! king / heart of the demons!! #Hydaelyn #venat #ffxiv #endwalker #endwalker spoilers #azem #wol #Warrior of light #N’ephele’s notes #my post #also I say all that because by god look at all the fallen angels references in the lyrics of shadowbringers and to the edge