#Flicker of Magic

[nebu-lime]

I don’t draw my own characters as often as I’d like-

The perk of polyamory; you have someone to distract your boyfriend while you steal his drink!

#art #not fanart #digital #digital art #lined art #ocs #my ocs #Flicker of Magic #Blake #Silver #Starsy #Starstruck #Blake Diaphino #Silver Diaphino #Starsy Diaphino #Starstruck Diaphino #Flicker:DiaphinoF #Flicker:EliteF

[archerinventive]

Closeups of a few Flickering Fungi that have recently been shipped off to their new adventurers. :)

You can forage your own at the shop here. https://www.etsy.com/shop/ArcherInventive

May the rest of your week be filled with magic. 💜

#flickering fungi #fungi nightlights #fairy gardens #cozy #magic #mushroom light #handmade #moss #fey #fantasy #archer inventive

[safesthavenoutsideofexistence]

This is INSANE LMFAO I CANNOT BELIEVE I FUCKING DEFEATED THEM no wonder why they felt so gahdamn real I ain't ever fought an energy that was that FUCKING TERRIFYINGLY TANGIBLE I could still feel their prints on my entire body for hours after waking up after intentionally entering a portal through the dreamworld. They felt fucking realer than fucking humans. They wouldn't let me wake the fuck up in my own room until I energetically beat their ass.

I wanted to know what the fuck happened to me in the portal and what the fuck was that I just encountered and then I fucking see this lmfao baby I'm a terrifyingly undefeated ancient spiritual warrior my soul's ancient you can't defeat me and I know you're mad about that😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈 I wasn't playing when I said EVIL FEAR ME

If I can defeat them, I can fucking defeat ANYTHING...............

#that was wild i could even see the frustration in their eyes #success story🥂✨ #geez #ngl but damn how fucking insanely beyond awe-inspiring of me #light flickered #they call me the undefeated chun-li #dreamworld #energyworld #reality shifting #portals #magic #energetics #terrifyingly undeniable #magnetic #magnetism #magnetic field

[thatmooncake]

Okay so here’s that crested gecko illustration I promised (with bonus fun Sun and Moon colour variations below)

So, fun fact about crested geckos - they get “fired up” in response to a variety of things in their environment. Jury’s still out on why they do it exactly but being fired up basically means is that they can change colour. It’s not camouflage, it’s just a quirky fun little thing they do!

And, well, we thought it’d be fun if the same rules applied to our little trinket Sun and Moon:

Essentially their colours and patterns can change at different times of day and in response to other things around them, their moods, and other such. It’s not exact, just a fun little quirk they have to help with time telling and staying on top of emotions. They may appear patternless and comparatively dull when they’re under a lot of stress or feeling lost, or alternatively, their patterns might glow extra bright when they’re happy to see you! 💕

#fnaf #sundrop #moondrop #fnaf daycare attendant #fablesketches #for the reptile lovers out there #or maybe those who like Sun and Moon colour variations #anyway when they start out in the story they’re almost totally faded #but when they see you for the first time their patterns start to flicker #magical mascots au #trinkets au

[hikayunas]

something i've always liked the thought of is yuna's lightning abilities sometimes manifesting depending on how poor her mood is when she's transformed, getting more intense as her mood gets worse.

if she feels fine, or is otherwise content or happy, she's unaffected. if she's just a bit grumbly, she might occasionally buzz with electricity, barely flickering about her if you look close enough. may or may not shock you when you touch her if she's in a sour enough mood -- like static electricity would.

but if she's really pissed off, or maybe in a fight, she's crackling with it, an aura of lightning flaring to life around her, audibly crackling and popping. best advised to approach with caution, or maybe with a lightning rod.

#magia record #kureha yuna #rambles #i like the mental image of yuna pursuing another magical girl when it's night and pitch black out #and yuna's location can only be pinpointed by the occasional flicker of lightning illuminating her #as she steadily gets closer and closer #like a more terrifying version of turning your light on/off and your cat getting closer each time #alternatively; juri tries to pat yuna on the back when yuna's in a sour mood and gets zapped #yuna mood-lightning is very versatile #that's all i have for now i think. if you've read this far have a wonderful day / evening

[amateur-ornithology]

bweugh, god, that genuinely gave me the shivers

#me desaturating slightly as magical light flickers through my skin: yeah this is good and healthy and I'm definitely okay with this decision #the owl house #toh liveblog #tohs1e05

[just-a-silly-little-whumper]

Strain

Masterpost | Read on Ao3

Elze'ith is a masterful healer. Lord Denholm helps him test some of his limits.

For BTHB: Impaled Palm

Contains: Intimate whump, captivity/gilded cage, restraint, knives/stabbing, painful magical healing, hand whump (impaled palm), broken bones

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The chill of the dungeon seemed to seep into his very bones. Elze’ith couldn’t quite manage to stop shivering as Lord Denholm moved around him, utterly serene as he restrained him to the stone table. If he was being honest, Elze’ith wasn’t sure how much of his shudders were due to the cold, and how much were due to the situation and his trepidation about what was to come. Not that it mattered, because he was very cold, and very afraid.

“You rely so much on your hands to use your healing magic,” Lord Denholm had said earlier that evening. “I think it would be good to know if you are capable of healing yourself when your hands are unavailable, don’t you agree?”

Maybe Elze’ith would have agreed, in another time and place. Maybe he still did. But regardless of what he thought, it all led to the same place: him restrained in the dungeons as Lord Denholm prepared to test him once again.

“There,” Lord Denholm said once Elze’ith was firmly chained to the cold stone table. He pulled a knife from his belt, the blade glinting in the low torchlight. His other hand briefly cupped Elze’ith’s face, and Elze’ith leaned desperately into the comforting touch. “We will start small, and then work our way up. Are you ready?”

He wasn’t. But he nodded anyway.

The knife pressed against his skin, just above his sternum. With agonizing consideration and precision Lord Denholm pushed the knife down, causing blood to well up around the blade. It was far from the worst pain Elze’ith had felt, only a small sting, but Elze’ith’s breath still caught in his chest. The corner of Lord Denholm’s lips twitched up in a smile as he drew the blade further down to create a small red line of blood before pulling away.

“That should suffice to start,” Lord Denholm said. “A wound this small should be easy for a man of your skill and power, should it not?”

Elze’ith shivered, not entirely from the cold. Lord Denholm had so much faith in him. How could Elze’ith possibly let him down? 

Closing his eyes, he focused his magic. It flowed to his hands, as it always did, the natural conduit for directing his power to the outside world. He furrowed his brow as he focused, pulling his magic back into his body and to his chest, where it was actually needed. It resisted him a bit, but he was able to coax it to the wound, and felt the familiar ache as his skin sealed itself shut. The process was somehow easier and more difficult than he had expected. He was panting a bit when he opened his eyes, but sure enough, his chest was completely healed.

“Impressive as always, my light,” Lord Denholm purred, idly stroking Elze’ith’s hair. Elze’ith let out a soft sigh of relief, only to have his breath catch when Lord Denholm brought the knife back to his ribs. “Now let’s try something a little more difficult.”

The knife sunk in slowly, parting his flesh with ease. A thin whine left Elze’ith’s lips as bright, shooting pain bloomed in his chest. He didn’t bother to try and bite back the noise; hiding it wouldn’t do any good, and he knew Lord Denholm liked to bear witness to his pain. Nor did he hold back his shocked, wordless cry as Lord Denholm suddenly twisted the blade when it was halfway embedded in his chest. For a moment he couldn’t breathe around the bitter, cutting agony in his chest.

And then the knife was drawn away, and Elze’ith was left panting, sweat dripping down his face. Lord Denholm didn’t even have to instruct him this time; Elze’ith immediately reached deep to summon his magic, because a wound of this nature needed healing and needed it quickly. It was harder than before to fight through the pain and force his magic away from the path it wanted to travel and towards his chest where he needed it, and harder still to maintain it once he finally managed to start restoring himself. His hands clenched and unclenched as he strained, purely on instinct, as he fought himself to close the wound in his chest, his blood roaring with adrenaline and magic and pain. By the time he was done he was exhausted and breathless and covered in sweat, silently praying that it would be over now.

By the keen, hungry look in Lord Denholm’s eye, though, he got the dreadful sense that he wasn’t done yet.

“Beautiful,” Lord Denholm said, and Elze’ith wasn’t sure if he was talking about his performance or the way he looked like this or both. The word seemed to echo in the cold room as Lord Denholm languidly licked the blood off the knife’s blade. Elze’ith felt his stomach turn at the sight, yet he couldn’t look away. His eyes almost seemed to flash as he lowered the blade and smiled. “Now, my light, there’s just one more thing I want to have you try.”

And before Elze’ith could even wonder what he meant, Lord Denholm stabbed the knife into Elze’ith’s left hand.

A ragged yell tore itself from him before Elze’ith properly processed the pain. He instinctively tried to jerk away, but his bonds held fast, and the motion only tore his palm further open on the knife’s sharp edge. His fingers spasmed, muscles and nerves trying to work through the sudden rupture. He knew, implicitly, that the knife had gone straight through, though it was hard to think about the ramifications of that through the thunderous agony that boomed in his hand with every heartbeat.

“I know, light,” Lord Denholm said lowly. Elze’ith clung to the voice like a lifeline even as Lord Denholm released the knife and stepped around the table, toward Elze’ith’s legs. There was a jolt of fear in Elze’ith’s mind— he wasn’t taking the knife out— but mostly he was relieved to have any shred of comfort. Lord Denholm skimmed a finger down Elze’ith’s leg, making him shiver. “But I need to know if you can heal if your hands are truly incapacitated.”

Perhaps it was a small mercy that, when Lord Denholm seized Elze’ith’s ankle and broke it, it was just as quick as when he had stabbed his hand. Mostly it was just another cascade of pain that had Elze’ith reeling, eyes clenching shut and body spasming in a futile attempt to make it stop.

Lord Denholm gave him several lord moments to lay there, muscles tensed and breathing heavy, before he spoke up again. “Light. You know what you need to do.”

He did. Elze’ith needed to heal himself. But the pain was overwhelming; he could feel the knife in his hand, the blood draining from the wound, as well as the inherent wrongness of the break in his ankle, the deep, dull agony of the fracture. It was nothing he couldn’t fix, but like this? It would be difficult, but he had no choice.

His right hand formed a tight fist as he focused, summoning forth his healing magic once again. As always it gravitated towards his hands, especially now that there was a wound there. He let out a low whimper as his magic tried to mend the hold in his hand, only to be met with the blade still embedded in the stone. It was like being stabbed and healed perpetually, the pain compounding on itself without limit. Tears sprung to his eyes, and he briefly let his magic fade just to get a moment of relief. But he could feel Lord Denholm watching him, so after taking a steadying breath, he tried again.

The starburst of agony still erupted in his hand, but he grit his teeth and focused on redirecting his magic down towards his ankle, where it could actually help. His entire body tensed and strained with the effort, but soon the pain in his ankle flared as his magic began to work. It took longer than normal, given the distance his magic had to travel down his body and the focus it took just to keep from healing his hand, but within a minute, he was collapsing limply back on the table, his ankle fully healed.

When he opened his eyes, Lord Denholm was above him. “My light, you did wonderfully.” One hand reached down to cradle Elze’ith’s face while the other smoothly withdrew the knife. Elze’ith leaned into the touch even as he whimpered from the way the act seemed to send lightning through his already pained limb. He smiled up weakly at Lord Denholm, summoning the last dregs of his magic to heal his hand. The way the pain increased made him flinch in fear, but it was just the normal course of his magic, and the pain quickly subsided as it should.

“You displayed your abilities quite well, my light,” Lord Denholm said. Warmth bloomed in Elze’ith’s chest. Tucking the knife away, Lord Denholm quickly set about undoing Elze’ith’s restraints. It seemed like mere moments later that Lord Denholm was sweeping Elze’ith into his arms. Elze’ith, utterly exhausted, felt nothing but relief as he pressed his face into Lord Denholm’s chest. He had done well, and now it was over. “Let me take you back to your chambers. You’ve earned a chance to rest after this. You’ve shown me exactly what I needed to see.”

Even if Elze’ith had managed to hold onto the flicker of confusion-laced dread he felt for more than a moment, he was too weary to be able to make much sense of it. All he needed to do was be glad that Lord Denholm was happy with him. That was enough.

#flicker int he dark #silly writes #whump #whump writing #elze'ith sylrel oc #lord soren denholm oc #intimate whump #captivity #restraint #knives #magic #broken bones #bthb #bad things happen bingo

[ursulawhosoever]

SUPER IN LOVE with this new Theocracy album *-* Mosaic

Matt Smith is a amazing songwriter🥹🥰 7 years waiting for one more masterpiece 🙏🏽😍

“I don't belong here

I don't belong here

Pleasure slaves indulging every manner of perversion

If technology's the god we feed

Our sacrifice is full submersion

Life and friendships ended over stupid politicians

All the rhetoric and superstitions

Life on a screen

A simulated world that buried Mozart in a pauper's grave

And said, "Give us Barabbas"

Crucified Christ and turned away

This world feels so synthetic

Lost apathetic

While tragedy vampires drink blood of the fallen

Out of place and out of time

Oh tell me, what's the value of a life

In a modern day and age

Where monsters cling to evil ways

I can't shake the feeling I just don't belong

But we flicker for a moment

Flicker for a moment, then we're gone” 🎶🎶✝️ Flicker - Theocracy 🤍

Sleepy haha Bom dia☕🙏🏽🌞

#Spotify #Theocracy #TheocracyBand #Flicker #Mosaic #Metal #PowerMetal #metalgirl #black woman #black girl magic #black girl aesthetic #black girl thats loves metal #blackgirl #goth #black girl thoughts #my thoughts #good music #metal lover #curly hair #cold weather #autumn #latina #Matt Smith Theocracy #ebony

[ponysongbracket]

Brony Song Tournament

Please listen to both songs before voting

Open Skies

The Magic Flicker

#mlp #my little pony #my little pony friendship is magic #mlp fim #mlp g4 #brony #brony music #polls #polls on tumblr #tournament polls #Brony Bracket B #Brony Bracket B Round 1 #EnsionD #Evdog #Silva Hound #Jyc Row #EileMonty #Open Skies #The Magic Flicker #0x74v0x8b #Youtube

[chiisana-lion]

literally such an unforgivable crime that even after The goth charas of each season only ever dropping banger after banger they dont even get a 3dcg performance in parade im still so bitter

#the disappointment middle schooler me was met with when watching aipara gothic wars. WHAT WAR LET THEM PERFORM #glass doll. eternally flickering flame. dreaming bird. wastelands miracle. bond synchro harmony. have a dream forbidden hide and seek #EMERALD MAGIC!!!!!! TUTU BALLERINA!!!!!!! GRAHHHHHH #AND OUT OF ALL THE COLLABSITS THE YURIKA LILY ALICIA DREAMING BIRD THAT DOESNT GET A PROPER 3DCG PERFORMANCE?!??!?! #duck rants about something

[nebu-lime]

My Oc, Silver Diaphino! She was an OC true and true, but for a while I had also used her as the Cadet for the Sam and Max vr game, but that was short-lived and I never planned for it to be her permanent situation.

Hey, if you think you might have seen this art before, you probably have! But, no reason to worry, this art is just being reposted from @lemonbaloni (Me), onto my new art blog, so it’s not being stolen! If you are still suspicious here’s a link to this art’s original post, and you can also send me a message on @lemonbaloni if you want me to confirm it!

#repost #art #Not fanart #digital #lined art #character refs #Ocs #My ocs #Flicker of Magic #Silver #Silver diaphino #Flicker:EliteF #Flicker:DiaphinoF

[badoccultadvice]

The Magick of Matter: Crystals, Chaos and the Wizardry of Physics

Join Felix Flicker on an empirical adventure in condensed matter physics, the scientific mechanism behind the mysteries of alchemy, transmogrification, and much more. This is the one-stop guide on how to harness the enigmatic workings of the natural world to become a thoroughly modern wizard.

It's settled. Wizards named Felix will change the world.

#physics #magical science #science and magic #science #felix flicker #crystals #condensed matter physics

[fledermaus-art]

Okay I'm keeping this one for myself, he's too cute

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#mlp #mlp oc #mlp art #mlp g4 #mlp fim #my little pony friendship is magic #my little pony #ok to reblog #digital art #my art #reblogs encouraged #ocs #flicker nest

[magicjudge]

If I control Evelyn, the Covetous and I have already played a card from exile with a collection counter on it this turn, then I exile and return Evelyn with Sword of Hearth and Home (or other similar ability/card), can I play another card from exile with a collection counter on it this turn?

Yes, you can do this.

Once Evelyn has left the battlefield and returned, she's a new object with no connection to her previous existence there. That means that you haven't used the permission granted by her "once each turn" ability yet. The fact that you did so earlier with the other Evelyn's ability doesn't matter.

(This also works if you have multiple copies of Evelyn in play. Each one lets you cast one spell each turn.)

#mtg #magic rules #evelyn #blinking #flickering #sword of hearth and home #once each turn

[mariraven]

#set #air #flow #effect #swirl #sparkle #shine #magic #stream #wind #blur #radiant #shimmering #breeze #vortex #flicker #airflow #fresh #cold

[alildritten]

Y’know what? Fuck you guys. My gender is SPOOKY SEASON. YOU CAN’T STOP ME!

#gender? #no. no gender. but also yes i do has gender. #it may sound confusing but it makes sense to me sorry hehe #gender be spooky season #woo #genderqueer #gender as in fuck you #queer as in fuck you #in other words i feel really pleasant right now i know i sound aggressive but i swear i mean it in a nice way #everything that has to do with spooky season is my gender alright? witches. black cats. magic. dark alleyways that you’re pretty sure yousaw #red eyes peeking at you from in. #candy. candy corn specifically as well. haunted corn mazes. haunted houses. haunted mansions. ghosts in general. all of it. #all of it is my gender you legit can not stop me. wicked potions that /might/ be poisonous. bones. death. flickering lights. #spiders? i-im sorry. what? no. yes? no. hmm… undecided. #pumkins. pumpkin spice. orange. purple. wearing black. wrapping yourself up in a blanket. a comfy one. one thatMakesYouFeelWarmAndSafeInside #EVERYTHING. alright? now then. i believe we have come to an understanding? alright.