#Paradox Corvid

[astralnexus]

me, self-styled/self-titled as the Corvid Cryptid, hearing Aabria say the words "corvid omens":

#paradox rambles #fuckin. sitting here like 'why do i feel vaguely perceived in an ominous way' #but also. y'all know how much i love those funky corvids! corvid mentions make my lil heart & brain excited!!!!

[yungfunguss]

I put so much effort into this fuckin meme for what man

#cadettart #artists on tumblr #art #character art #oc: corvid #(paradox corvid i guess)

[momo-t-daye]

Momo's unofficial Snapetober for 2023

I have had such a delightful time with Snapetober the last couple of years and wanted to celebrate Severus Snape again this October!

Since I haven’t seen an official list of prompts for 2023 just yet (if anyone does have an official list, please do let me know! I don't want to step on toes), I compiled a list from a few previous Snapetobers, Inktobers, etc. and then added in some other words that struck me as October-ish and/or autumnal and/or Snape-esque to challenge myself If anyone else would like to participate with my unofficial prompt list, that would be glorious and I’d be thrilled!  It is such a treat to see all sorts of new Snape art and thoughts and creativity and all the ways the Snapedom can have fun with a concept and theme.

As I understand from previous years, the Snapetober rules are that you can do any number of prompts you fancy, combine prompts (I will!), respond to prompts in any order and on your own schedule (Snapetober can last until March and beyond if that is the timetable that works best for you!), and/or use prompt lists from previous years and that entries can be anything you wish to create from fic (any length, format, point of view, pairing, alternate universe or canon, featuring any additional characters), art (in any style and any level of effort), head-canons, plot bunnies, mood-boards, ballads, etc. etc. just so long as it is focused on Severus Snape and it is yours (also, if you have older art that fits a prompt that you want to circulate upon the metaphorical refrigerator, I think that’s awesome and would love to see it!)

I expect this list is a bit more plant and animal themed (because that is where my brain resides most of the time) and I did gravitate towards words that tickle the tongue (if there are any words that don’t translate well or don’t quite make sense, I am happy to try to help clarify). I hope there is sufficient wiggle room in the prompts to be interpreted in any direction!

Foliage

Harvest

Path

Home

Smoke

Mushroom

Corvids

Crepuscular

Invention

Flight

Water

Amphibian

Ephemeral

Perpetual

Serpent

Filthy

Apple

Gaze

Hands

Spider

Paradox

Power

Remembrance

Maze

Mask

Superstition

Bats

Scarecrow

Pumpkin

Ghost

Costume

#Snapetober #Severus Snape #Snapedom #snape fandom #snape community #Snapetober 2023 #snape art prompts #Unofficial snapetober #Crepuscular is my favorite word in the English language

[doefrilled]

𓎟 ̊    names, prns, and sys names relating to scp𓈒

requested by anon

Facility﹐  Plague﹐  Foundation﹐  Corvid﹐  Corvidae﹐  Doctor﹐  Virus﹐  Anomaly﹐  Phenomenon﹐  Oddity﹐  Hazard﹐  Seven﹐  Four﹐  Five﹐  Six﹐  Nine﹐  Entity﹐  Paradox﹐  Cryptid﹐  Paranormal

eye eyes﹐  plague plagues﹐  049 049s﹐  173 173s﹐  999 999s﹐  (or any scp numbers as pronouns)﹐  anon anons﹐  entity entities﹐  odd odds﹐  it its﹐  ix ixs﹐  horror horrors﹐  secure secures﹐  para paranoia

Anomalous phenomena﹐  Special containment database﹐  Superstitious foundation﹐  Paranormal facility﹐  Hazardous anomalies﹐  Memetic hazards

note: I do not know much about scp at all unfortunately, but I tried my best!

[PT: Names, pronouns, and system names relating to scp

Requested by anon

Names: Facility, Plague, Foundation, Corvid, Corvidae, Doctor, Virus, Anomaly, Phenomenon, Oddity, Hazard, Seven, Four, Five, Six, Nine, Entity, Paradox, Cryptid, Paranormal

Pronouns: eye/eyes, plague/plagues, 049/049s, 173/173s, 999/999s, (or any scp numbers as pronouns), anon/anons, entity/entities, odd/odds, it/its, ix/ixs, horror/horrors, secure/secures, para/paranoia

System names: Anomalous phenomena, Special containment database, Superstitious Foundation, Paranormal Facility, Hazardous Anomalies, Memetic Hazards

/end PT ]

#✚𓈒 ― np lists #✚𓈒 ― requests # #mogai safe #liom safe #mogai #name ideas #name suggestions #pronoun suggestions #pronoun ideas #neopronoun suggestions #neopronoun ideas #system names #system name ideas #system name suggestions #scp foundation #scp #scp pronouns #scp names #scp system names

[blubushie]

DO YOU HAVE ANY FAVOURITE POKEMON

I adore poison and ghost types ! Ghost types are so pretty to me, Im currently working on a 5 ft painting sprite thing of cofagrigus so i can put it on my wall

My childhood favourite Pokémon were Rapidash and Totodile. I've got an affection for grass types, dragon types, but mostly ghost types!

Now?

Well, lemme check the Pokédex, er...

Vulpix and Ninetales, but Alolan. I fucking love the Alolan variants of these two and Alolan Vulpix was the first Pokémon I ever traded for. You're going to notice that I have an affinity for mainly white or mainly black Pokémon.

Diglett

Rapidash. I don't care for Galarian Rapidash, but I'll gladly take a shiny Galarian! (Or a shiny normal...)

Ditto. I know it's only really useful for breeding but it just looks so stupid that I can't help but love it.

Mew. Mew is my bb and I actually made one for my ex-boyfriend as a teen out of those beads that melt together.

Totodile. Also my bb!

Wooper and Quagsire. I love Quag's expression, I love Wooper's playfulness.

Gardevoir (shiny)

Milotic (love the colours)

Sawsbuck. Their antlers change with the seasons and I think that's neat (spring form is my favourite because I love cherry blossoms)

Sylveon. Listen, I'm an artist. I love colours and how they compliment each other. And I love Sylveon's colour composition and how much the baby blue compliments the rose pink. 10/10 design. I had a shiny Sylveon in Moon.

Xerneas. I have a distinct memory of walking into an EB Games when I was maybe 12 and seeing the ads for Pokémon X and Y and I immediately gravitated toward X because I just really like deer and think weaponised bone cancer (antlers) is fucking amazing. Deer Pokémon? Sign me up. (On that note, I think that X is actually the first Pokémon gen I actually saw advertised... I didn't go out to town enough.)

Rowlet. Oh my god Rowlet my bb. Evolves into Decidueye and if you think I DIDN'T pick the grass/ghost edgy hooded owl sniper for a starter in Moon you are dead wrong.

Salazzle. I had this girl on my team--a shiny, cuz I love shinies--in Moon (and continued with that lineup in Sword & Shield).

Mimikyu. Lemme tell you how much I fucking love Mimikyu ok? I really love Mimikyu. I used to doodle Mimikyu. I have a keychain of Mimikyu somewhere (got for free when I bought cards). The poor bastard is scared to death of people and when it finally shows its face it wears a mask so you don't see its true colours. I love this thing. Me as a Pokémon. I'd break the no-hug rule for this little cunt cuz he really needs a hug. Do I know what's under the disguise? No. Do I care? No. He's perfect the way he is. Had one on my team and love him forever and ever mwah

Guzzlord, and literally only because of his voice in the Japanese dub of the show.

Sobble because of his fucking :0 facial expression. That's me 80% of my day.

Corviknight. Looks cool. Also I have a soft spot for corvids (especially jays and ravens).

Zacian. Again, colour composition, much like Sylveon. Also, doggo. Also Crowned Sword Zacian is OP as fuuuuuck.

Spectrier. Right now she's probably my favourite Pokémon.

Sprigatito. She's just that cute.

Shroodle. Cuz of them fuckin' eyes.

Espathra. I can trick my heart into thinking it's inspired by an emu instead of an ostrich...

Wiglett, cuz it reminds me of garden eels.

Whatever the fuck is going on with the Paradox Pokémon in Gen 9. Walking Wake, Iron Valiant, and Miraidon are my favourites of this group.

#blu whos #pokemon

[literalliterature]

I'm oblivious to DND so I'm very curious about Kenku's conceptually, but Yonder sounds like the Most Character ever. Corvids are so much fun/it tracks. Which of the asks did you want to get for them? Keet 🌂 Onyx ❤️✂️ Aisling: why does she feel trapped?

I love kenku and am so glad to finally play one. They are literally just little guys, to me. In the official lore, they are flightless and can only speak by parroting what other people say, but I found the second bit to be a bit too limiting for a player character. Instead, Yonder can speak more or less normally, but they are an uncanny mimic of others' voices and, when they're not paying attention, sometimes slip into the voices of others, including those who are no longer alive.

Anyway, in terms of the meme, the question of whether I would ever kill them off is interesting because uh. The short answer is yeah, maybe, lmao. They are actually quite afraid of dying and the associated rot and decay. However, they are currently trying to resurrect their dead family members (their older sister in particular), and since they are a character in a horror campaign, there's a good chance that will all end with them either dying (perhaps in order to take their sister's place) or becoming something that transcends life and death, in which case it's arguable whether they would be "Yonder" anymore.

🌂 What genre do they belong in?

I think Keet is pretty well suited to the adventure genre that she's in, but I have also said before that she kind of behaves as though she were a shounen anime protagonist lmao. Very power-of-friendship (and violence) kind of girl. Perhaps paradoxically, she also wouldn't be entirely out of place in some kind of horror/dark fiction, as we know now that her memory loss is due to her having died before and, long story short, she now sees dead people and has unlocked wacky psychopomp abilities that she doesn't know what to do with yet.

❤️ What is one of your OC’s best memories?

They have a lot of remaining good memories of the princess whom they loved and protected as a knight. While she had several lovers, including among her knights, she had various little ways of indicating in front of everyone that Onyx was particularly favored, and they remember all of those.

✂️ What is one of your OC’s worst memories?

In the first game that I played with them, there was a moment when an enemy hit them with a psychic attack of sorts that made them relive their single worst moment. As I told my GM at the time, what they saw was not discovering the princess dead, not being sentenced to death in the tar pits, but falsely confessing to the dead under torture.

I'm going to answer the question about Aisling under the cut due to spoilers. IRL people who play with me do not look please and thank you ckjdvbdvabg

When they were still a teenager, Aisling was imprisoned for killing a guard during a botched heist. Without going into detail, they spent a couple of years there (prior to breaking out and fleeing the city-state) being almost constantly dehumanized and abused in ways physical and psychological. Also, before all this happened, they had some pretty impressive fire powers, but as a prisoner, they underwent a ritual that prevented them from ever being able to channel that magic properly again. The magic still exists, though, and without a way to escape, it can do (and has done) a lot of internal damage to their body that is sort of reminiscent of certain autoimmune conditions. All of this combined means that, obviously, her life has been permanently changed in ways that she had no control over, and she simply cannot do a lot of things that used to come easily for her previously. (On top of the chronic pain, she struggles a lot with social phobia and borderline agoraphobia, for example.) Basically, no longer physically confined but constantly reminded of the limitations imposed on her by her experience, etc. etc.

#ddanieldemi #ask meme #keet #onyx #a #yonder #ravenloft #polished locks on ancient doors

[revenant-coining]

im looking for names, titles, honorifics, 1st, 2nd, and 3rd person pronouns, and genders based off these descriptions/vibes (separate if possible ^^):

(most important/most often) #105671, #1d3669, #313662, #382466, #302b44, #214856, #3e454a, #3f3941, #673079, #353079, #4a439e, #073b4e (sorry if a lot of these are similar ^^;); shade, contradiction, paradox, corvid, crypt, cryptid, cryptic, null, corruption, error, omen, void

#D898b5, #F9edc7, and #D6c9f5; angel aspects (wings, halo, biblically accurate angels), black cats; 🥀, 🌊, ⚖︎; intricate decks of cards and tarot decks

#9f95b9, #Aebbd8, and #E1c1e2; hognose snakes; ❤︎ emojis; images in grayscale w/ a flower in color; opals

#F9f0be, #Fddaef, and #Acd6c8; stars (space, not the shape); 🫠, 💋, 🤭; dark angel wings

thanks!! you've helped me so much already! ^^ /pos /gen

-🥀

hi hi i made google docs for each theme cause i knew they'd be long sdfghjk

theme one (link), theme two (link), theme three (link), and theme four (link)

#🥀 anon #term list #name list #pronoun list #honorific list #title list #category: LIST #category: PRONOUN LIST #term finding #🪼 requests #category: honorific lists #category: name lists #category: pronoun lists #category: title lists

[elliemarchetti]

right in the feels, where you reside

My entry for Momo's Unofficial Snapetober. I wanted to write something short, and at the same time cover all the prompts, so here we are, with the saddest drabble I could came up with.

Plot: something reminds Severus of Lily

Words: 729

With the arrival of autumn, the foliage of the Forbidden Forest was tinged in shades of yellow and orange, with a few brushstrokes of the same shade of red as Lily's hair. The harvest from Hagrid's pumpkin patch had been plentiful, and the smell of stews, breads and creams was carried through the maze of corridors all the way down to the dungeons were Severus held his lessons. Soon the tables of the Great Hall, above which the first bats already fluttered, would be filled with steaming mushroom soups, caramelized apples, and a dozen other seasonal delicacies that the ghosts roaming the castle weren’t able to savour anymore. It happened every year: once the elves started to get creative, the dead bemoaned to the tired students climbing the steep flight of stairs how much they missed a hot meal and the feeling of warm water on their skin. With their glassy gazes, they reminded everyone how lucky they were to have a family waiting for them at home, and with their perpetual whisper, they reiterated how ephemeral all the worries tormenting the minds of young wizards were in face of the eternal rest. Paradoxically, they always had the opposite effect on Severus: he had no loving parents to return to, and his worries could turn into a matter of life and death depending on the whims of that filthy murderer. The Dark Lord had always defined his plans as a quest for unlimited power, but it wasn’t necessary to know how to talk to serpents and read the future in smoky crystal balls to understand it was now just a personal revenge. If someone managed to deliver Potter in his hands, the child would be nothing more than cannon fodder, a soulless, tortured body to parade around to prevent insurrection. The fear of saying his name would no longer be just a superstition, but a way to invoke his masked followers, who like spiders left to breed uncontrolled for too long would cover the wizarding world in a web of hatred and discrimination. When Severus was Harry’s age, when he still explored the paths around Hogwarts with eyes full of wonder, those weren’t the kind of thoughts he harboured. His younger self, though hardly carefree, delighted in the invention of new spells, in perfecting potions texts, and playing guessing games with his only friend. A flash of remembrance made its way to the surface, escaping from the meanders into which he had thrust all those moments which now more than ever had a bittersweet taste.

The Gryffindors had organized a costume party, an event open only to members of their house that would take place after the Halloween dinner. Lily had been invited by her roommate, who would dress up as a scarecrow, but the beautiful redhead had declined the offer, preferring to spend her time with him. The crepuscular atmosphere gave something ethereal to her features, or perhaps it was just the aura of nostalgia for memories now distant, for moments lost forever.

“The answer is corvids,” she had said, with a satisfied smile, after a brief contemplation. “Next time you'll have to try harder, or I'll start to think you underestimate me.”

“I could never,” he replied, trying to hide the blush creeping up his cheeks at having her so close. “After all, you are the brightest witch of your age.”

He almost vomited hearing Sirius Black call Miss Granger that way. No one could compare to Lily, and if he loved her as much as he loved her son, he should have let that compliment die with her.

“And the answer to my riddle?” she asked, moving a lock of dark hair from his forehead. “Do you know it?”

“Amphibian,” he had replied, present only in the body, for his mind was lost in wondering what she would do if he kissed her. He had heard that many in their year had already had their first kiss, and if there was anyone he wanted to share it with, it was Lily. With hindsight, and a courage he acquired only after her tragic demise, he should’ve done it, tying her to him and averting that arrogant fool to ever come near her. It was one of his many regrets, and now he could do nothing but protect her son, and prevent her memory from being lost forever.

#momo's unofficial snapetober #severus snape #lily evans #snily #i'm no shipper #i just like the drama of the situation #team jily till i die #is there a jilytober? #asking for a friend

[kouryuudielysion]

you ever think really hard about doing something to the point that you thought for sure you DID do it??

anywho, for the ask meme

2, 5, 18, 29 or 30 (whichever comes to mind first i suppose lol)

i do and i've come to call it the 'i remembered to remember' paradox. you ask your brain to remember to do Said Thing. your brain remembers to remind you to do it but puts no pressure on actually doing it. the malicious compliance of the skull goo.

2 - classic film?

i have a sin to confess. i uh, i don't know what even counts as a 'classic film' and i probably haven't watched many at all. i'm terrible at watching movies, esp if not dragged into them by friends. i was through the disney silver animation age, will those count? i'd die for mulan i love that movie. treasure island too. okay on looking through *actual* lists of 'classic movies' it seems that my choice has to be 101 dalmations. had the gbc game for that and 102 dalmations.

5 - gemstone?

answered opal on a previous one but guess what!!! the dragon and corvid blood in my soul has more to give!!! the second one i feel like i've got a very special heart for is all forms of jade. it's so fucking *pretty* and comes in so many different colors! i've got a couple sets of earrings with jade that i wish i had reasons to wear more but i go Nowhere But Work really and i'd never wear them there in case something happened.

18 - constellation?

being a nerd that's carried a raven/crow/magpie/corvid theme over herself for ages, it's only fair that i've had a special place in my night sky for corvus!

it comes with a tale being tied to apollo, in that the crow was asked by him to fetch him some water, but instead the crow dallied and ate figs instead. when the crow came back with an empty cup, the crow blamed hydra for being kept away from the water and provided a snake in his talons to 'prove' his claim. but apollo saw through the lie and in his anger threw the crow, the cup, and the snake into the sky, so that while both the cup and crow were on the back of the snake, the crow could never reach the cup and would remain thirsty forever.

another cool point is that the stars of corvus sit in the chinese constellation of the vermillion bird of the south! and several polynesian cultures knew the stars that make it up and recognized them as part of their ocean guideposts!

29 - book longer than 500 pages?

*me, sweating* gosh uhh, i think if i'm going after a second 500+ page book that i 1) remember and 2) really liked. going through everything there's so many that just hit short of that number so i've gotta go with dune. which, to be fair, i really did like dune and a couple other books in the series back in high school so it's not a complete toss.

this really does remind me i need to get back to both re-reading books i went though in hs and reading new ones.

30 - book shorter than 300 pages?

second immediate thought is dealing with dragons, by patricia wrede, and then immediately all three books after it. 10/10 and that series, the enchanted forest chronicles, is where i got so much of the inspiration for the princess' deal au bit off the writing blog.

#thesevenofhearts #thank you this was super fun~

[theroseempress]

*swiftly locates your home and slingshots myself through your own vent*

Shifter and precognition from the tag game!

*locates your window and yeets self from it*

*gasps over-dramatically* my window! you scoundrel

🐁Shifter: If your OC could be any animal what would they pick? What do you think they would be?

I don't know what they'd pick themselves, but fun fact, I actually have an AU of TGC* where some characters can turn into animals, and both Felix and Shannon shift into cats. Felix is very cat-coded in my opinion. Helen gives me bird vibes, probably some kind of corvid, and Valentin would probably be some kind of large dog. Shannon would probably either be a cat or some kind of raptor, I think.

🔮Precognition: If your OC could get a glimpse of what was to come, would they want to know? Would it do them any good?

Hm. Well, Felix would definitely get a glimpse of what to come at TGC's beginning, in his opinion it would be incredibly foolish to not have the advantage. Helen would probably also want to know.

Valentin wouldn't, he'd rather just see things as they come, and Shannon would probably be too worried of somehow creating a paradox or something to take it.

As to whether it would do them any good... for Felix, I severely doubt it. He'd probably avoid the problem he saw but create like five more in the process because he hasn't had his Character Development yet. I do think it'd help Helen, though, at least to some degree. Maybe it'd depend on what she glimpsed.

Thanks for the ask, that was fun!

(*yes, I have an AU of my own story. I'm just Like That™)

#ask and ye shall be answered #ask game #wrose writes #the golden city #felix rose #shannon rose #helen whitehall #valentin fleet #wow look at me actually answering something in a decently timely manner lol

[astralnexus]

me when The Thing gets said during ISWM:

#paradox rambles #me b like [concerned corvid cryptid noises]

[thewyrdwritere]

Beak, Tooth and Claw

Beak, Tooth and Claw: Living with Predators in Britain by Mary Colwell My rating: 5 of 5 stars The intro to Mary Colwell’s Beak, Tooth and Claw: Living with Predators in Britain holds harrowing revelation, Great Tits, those burly favourites of the bird table, have been known to use their acorn smashing beaks to splinter the skulls of hibernating bats and eat the brains, leading one expert to christen them with the epithet 'Zombie Tits'. It’s changed my view of them to be honest. It's the Predator paradox you see, a human form of categorisation that doesn't do subtle. Some animals despite obvious murder tendencies don't get classed as predators, they don't fit the Beak, Tooth and Claw aesthetic....Predation is more about human perception and the meaning people give to their relationship to nature. Our perceptions of nature are why so many larger predators are persecuted over the smaller less obtrusive death machines. Getting to the heart of this paradox and the persecution of Mesopredators is what Colwell’s book is all about, and it makes for fascinating, if sometimes brutal reading. Nature and wildlife conservation is an emotive subject and Colwell doesn’t shy away from the conflicts, seeking to find an answer on how to live with medium sized predators in a modern and industrial Britain. Each chapter deals with a specific predator, Foxes, Badgers, Corvids, Birds of Prey, Seals and finally Wildcats, Wolves and Lynx. Colwell offers a considered argument for each, summing up their history of persecution, their rebounds and the current issues affecting their survivability in a human world. Taking in the alternative perspectives, Farmer’s anecdotal evidence against the science facts and statistics, what you believe is probably down to your own principles, Colwell leaves it up to you to decide, and her own views are often hauntingly expressed. Excerpts of famous poetry and literature stand by the words of farmers and conservationist in balanced ambiguity, the practical beside the emotional. Colwell helps navigate a complex argument with intelligence, empathy and wit, revealing fascinating facets of British culture and our relationship to the natural world around us. Beak, Tooth and Claw doesn’t shy away from the brutal and wild nature of predator and prey dynamics, the zombie tits may sound incongruous but they have nothing on Grey Seals peeling smaller Common Seals like oranges. Despite the bloodletting Beak, Tooth and Claw also has its captivating beauty, the snuffling badger, the sauntering urbane urban fox, and to us the pitch black shadow of ravens, a frisson of the macabre, but to other corvids and their high ultra-violet range eyesight, they are a blaze with dazzling colours.... Beak, Tooth and Claw is a fascinating, emotive and powerful, for anyone interested in wild Britain and the struggle for conservation I highly recommend it. View all my reviews

#nature writing #conservation #animals #nature books #nature #book recommendations #book reviews #predators #book #books and libraries #bookish #bookaholic #bookworm #literature #reading

[toomuchdickfort]

Ferrent 🤝 Malric: being similar enough to one of their components that the loved ones of said person try to treat them like that person and they’ve gotta figure out how to balance the ‘that’s not me’ with the ‘I care about this person and that’s keeping me from explaining how uncomfortable I am’

#at least Mal could leave #ferrent just gets really on edge #like they don’t wanna go ‘hey your buddy arguably doesn’t exist rn please back off a little and let me get comfortable around you’ #but also they’re not as comfy with cliff and corvid and the lot ascliff’s friend was #and they remember being that comfortable around them but like. that shit takes time. and now they’ve got added issues as well #and at least finn was a nerd so Mal understood for the most part what had happened and how he became a medley #ferrent just knows they were 2 people and now they’re (mostly?) 1 person and that causes some (a lot of) problems when one is #caught unprepared (which is most of the time it happens tbh but) #like if all the conclusions to reach ‘I’m an entity born of a paradox caused by falling through a hole in this reality into another reality’ #feels like a little bit of a stretch to come to on your own. and ferrent doesn’t really entirely remember what happened anyway Bc like. both #of the (so far unnamed) people were plenty disoriented at the time #character rambles #elysur #should I make a separate post talking about medleys? like the paradox entity version not the music version #which I 100% picked the name from lol #I was like. very stuck on a villain song medley for a while when I was developing that abt malric lol #also was developing another medley at the time but I don’t remember her name #I think she might’ve been Bo’s medley tho

[vampiresuns]

Tell Me About The Flight Of The Birds

943 words. A conversation, and the kiss that follows it.

Tamryn belongs to @valhallanrose​, who also did the sun bastard’s ship banner.

The breeze was warm. Cooler than the heat of Vesuvian summers as it played with leaves and the grass, but not nearly close to refreshing. Anatole laid back in the sun, under a blanket regardless. His nose gathered pearls of sweat as his hair shone underneath the Sun. The sun water which his hair lightening concoction was infused with seemed to remember where it had come from, making light seem to dance iridescently on Anatole’s light golden hair. 

Tamryn sat in the shadow, enjoying the breeze on his face, idly petting Antu who was sitting on his lap. 

“Do you think birds envy us, Tam?”

“Why do you ask?”

“I don’t know. I’m just wondering. People in poetry are always comparing themselves to birds, or wishing they were birds.”

“Maybe they’re just furries?”

“Tamryn.”

“Why the question? I thought you didn’t like birds.”

Anatole sat up, blinking repeatedly, trying to make himself less dazzled by the sunlight. “I do not have to like birds to philosophy about them, do I? In fact, I’d like to propose we philosophise about what we don’t like a fair lot, more often than not… and I don’t dislike birds. Corvids are alright. I’m just nervous about the bigger ones.”

“Isn’t there a saying about ravens taking out your eyes?”

“Anti-corvidae propaganda, I’m sure.”

“You’re odd,” Tamryn said, a smile on his face. 

“I’m well aware. You haven’t answered my question, though.”

“I don’t know. I mean, sometimes I’d like to know what it’s like to see the world from where they are. Perhaps people envy their capacity to just fly away, they do have a whole— hm— they’re used as a metaphor for freedom and longing for it, is what I want to say.”

“They have a coat of freedom? Halo of freedom? In the human imagination.”

“You’re better with words than I am.”

“I disagree. And words and knowing aren’t the same thing.”

“Well, I can’t know if you don’t tell me what you mean by envy.”

“Fair enough.” As he spoke, Anatole brushed his fingers against the grass. “I suppose I mean that birds cannot change. Freedom without change is an illusion. A bird cannot help but to be a bird. A person can be whatever they wish. If we cannot fly, we can migrate. We move, we change.”

“Who tells you birds can’t change? Don’t you always say you can’t help being anything but yourself?”

“Can a bird help flying? When birds can’t fly we lament it in our poetry,” Anatole paused, throwing his head from one side to the other as he thought. “I do say that, but ‘myself’ is not a definitive concept. It’s ever changing.”

“We also lament when we can’t move… I don’t know, perhaps they don’t envy us because they can’t know what envy means, but then again, I don’t know— all I wonder is why would they choose to come down to earth when they get to see the world like they do.”

Anatole hummed, eyes unfocused. “If you saw humanity from their perspective, wouldn’t curiosity overtake you too?”

Tamryn rustled, making Antu grumble and get off his lap to lay down on his own in the shadows, giving him an offended look that made Anatole laugh. He laid down again, thinking Tamryn was not going to answer his question, letting silence take its place between them. 

He was wrong. “Curiosity and envy aren’t the same...and if that’s how you’re going to put it, I understand birds, a little, maybe.”

“How so?”

Tamryn blushed a furious shade of pink, awkwardly fidgeting with his hands. “I could’ve kept my distance from you, couldn’t I? You said it, if you saw humanity from their perspective, wouldn’t curiosity overtake you too?”

He cleared his throat, making a swift change of topic. “It’s like ‘To be or not to be’, it’s a paradoxical question. If you aren’t something, it means you must be something else, or you become something by omission.”

“Tamryn, turn to me.”

Anatole had moved closer, kneeling down next to him now. Tamryn did as Anatole asked.

“Tell me if this is not okay.” 

After Tamryn gave him a nod, Anatole cupped his cheek with his hands, slowly moving it backwards to brush his fingers through his blond hair. 

“Can I kiss you?”

Tamryn’s yes, was as strained as it was sure, as if he had forgotten to breathe all together, making Anatole frown as he warned him that if he didn’t breathe, then perhaps it was better to not kiss. He was in the middle of telling him that if he didn’t relax, it wasn’t very auspicious when Tamryn closed the distance between them and pressed his lips against his.

It was soft, short, their lips moving against each other with pause. Tentative for a moment, before they paused, and Anatole found Tamryn closing the distance between them again to kiss him properly. 

It was one of those kisses which was only that, a kiss, and in its unpretentiousness it was perfect. It was the kind of kiss which would follow Anatole long after Tamryn was gone. 

The parted with hitched breaths, unmoving, as if the other would disappear if they did.

“Do you still think the birds don’t envy us?” Anatole said as he pressed a lingering kiss to the corner of Tamryn’s mouth. 

“Maybe me. What about you?”

“Maybe I understand them a little better now.”

How could he not? When his heart beat like the flapping wings of a frantic bird, and he felt light as the breeze, as if the current of the winds would lift him through the sky and take him places he’s never been before? Maybe a good kiss was it’s own form of flying.

"Can I use your leg as a headrest?”

“But I won’t be able to see how bright your hair looks under the sun.”

Despite his complaint, Tamryn indulged Nana, who laced their fingers together and pressed a kiss to the back of Tamryn’s hand. 

“You’ll live.” 

#the arcana #the arcana oc #my writing #tamryn #aelius anatole #sun bastards #oc x oc

[rubyfall]

       MOTHER  CROW  ,  WASHERWOMAN  ,  THE  NIGHT'S  EMBRACE  .  a  paradox  in  the  shape  of  a  triad  though  today  she  appears  in  dark  plumage  as  a  solitary  entity  .  even  still  ,  the  enormity  of  her  emergence  could  not  be  shed  no  matter  how  she  chose  to  manifest  (  be  it  bird  or  damsel  or  hag  ━  i  am  what  you  have  called  for  )  finality  ,  a  means  to  end  .  the  queen  is  a  mist  dweller  and  she  pulls  apart  the  smog  and  swirling  umbra  to  construct  herself  a  cloak  .  bone  white  eyes  are  lace-veiled  with  prophecy  ,  deceivingly  unfocused  though  her  attention  is  attuned  to  that  of  the  infernal  child  before  her  .  ❛  misguided  dove  ,  your  curse  is  to  live  without  preordination  .  ❜  queen  of  corvids  circling  around  that  precious  pale  glimmer  of  a  girl  .

✱  ishtar  (  @dhufeainnewedd​  )  bristling  with  indignation  ❛  i  don't  know  what  my  choices  are  !  i  don't  know  if  i  have  a  choice  .  ❜

       ❛  not  even  i  ━  singer  of  fate  both  foul  and  fair  can  give  you  that  which  you  lack  .  ❜  it  is  of  no  importance  ,  the  realm  of  blessed  death  under  her  dominion  and  this  tempest-turner  was  far  from  the  grave  (  you  have  summoned  the  wrong  god  to  your  table  )  ❛  you  who  walk  through  the  wood  blinded  ━  you  who  carve  no  path  though  still  wish  to  leave  a  mark  .  ❜   a  voice  that  resounds  in  the  mist  carried  upon  the  moisture  in  the  air  ,  a  fog-ridden  tone  whispering  yet  it  was  borne  aloft  through  dampened  landscape  as  echoes  did  .  ❛  how  about  some  wise  words  from  an  old  crone  ?  ❜  a  metamorphosis  ;  shedding  wings  for  wrinkles  ,  the  pride  of  her  posture  diminishing  to  an  aching  bow  ━  back  hunched  over  and  hair  once  of  deep  obsidian  now  pure  as  the  fresh  fall  of  snow  . 

      ❛  you  may  have  no  destiny  daughter  of  lilit  ,  but  there  are  those  around  you  with  fortunes  greater  than  your  lack  thereof  .  ❜  THE  HAG  MAINTAINS  THE  CADENCE  OF  A  YOUNG  MAIDEN  ;  A  FULL  BEING  OF  DISSONANCE  .  there  is  nothing  within  her  divine  frame  which  is  not  at  odds  (  nothing  if  not  a  compendium  of  incongruities  )   ❛  seek  them  out  if  you  wish  for  direction  and  allow  yourself  to  be  caught  in  their  storm  .  if  it  is  thunder  that  you  desire  then  you  must  chase  the  lightning  .  ❜

#i have no idea what this but the Vibes are truly something else #nothing like a goddess of fate and the fateless girl chatting #. ˚ ⋆ ✷ ( 𝚟 . ic / the mórrígan * #. ˚ ⋆ ✷ ( 𝚒𝚟 . asks / the mórrígan * #dhufeainnewedd

[eboyezreal]

⟣    Verses & Dividers! 

New and Improved!

Yes i spend a solid 4 days making graphics for my verses. And i KNOW i’m not gonna be able to use most of them that much- but i am very satisfied. And i will most likely make a sexy promo soon cuz its been almost a year.

Borders and dividers for verses Down below

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!! please do not use any of these !! 

I spend A LOT of hard work on them and they are for personal blog aesthetic purposes only. Aside from if you want to copy-paste them while cutting threats, thats totally fine! (but ofc you dont have to copy my entire layout in your posts!) 

All Art and about 80% of the graphics used are Riot official. From splashart, game assets, borders, icons etc. etc. The other asets were either painted in or licence free graphics! (100% created with photoshop)

➥           Canon verse

A dashing adventurer, unknowingly gifted in the magical arts, Ezreal raids long-lost catacombs, tangles with ancient curses, and overcomes seemingly impossible odds with ease. His courage and bravado knowing no bounds, he prefers to improvise his way out of any situation, relying partially on his wits, but mostly on his mystical Shuriman gauntlet, which he uses to unleash devastating arcane blasts. One thing is for sure—whenever Ezreal is around, trouble isn't too far behind. Or ahead. Probably everywhere.

➥           Star Guardian verse

With a boundless curiosity about the universe, Ezreal is a born explorer, and becoming a Star Guardian only served to fuel his appetite for discovery. Though known to wander off, he always returns when most needed, especially now, as a certain pink-haired Guardian from another team has caught his attention…

The First Star has burdened Ezreal with a lot. The responsibility. The hefty weight of destiny. The sparkly outfit (he's used to it). “Attending a slumber party” was definitely not on the list of expected cosmic duties. Not that he minds, really… as long as they don't actually try to braid his hair.

➥           Battle Academia verse

A young orphan initially thought devoid of any superhuman abilities, Ezreal had resigned himself to a normal life once he graduated middle school. But an encounter with a deadly threat awakened his slumbering potential, and now he finds himself a 1st year at the prestigious Durandal God-Weapon Academy, where he's joined the ragtag Battle Club.

➥           Pulsefire verse

Temporal fugitive and time-hopping explorer extraordinaire, Ezreal leaps across disparate realities searching for interesting technology to acquire. He is responsible for countless paradoxes and is currently wanted by the dystopian Remembrancers, who hunt him relentlessly.

➥          Arcade verse

A skilled gamer transported to Arcade World by Veigar, Ezreal holds the world record for speedrunning the original version of Hyper Crystal Dungeon in 45 seconds, using a custom-made mobile controller. Veigar has made a terrible mistake.

➥          Vastaya verse (my fan AU where Ez is vastayan)

W.I.P

Born and raised in Ionia Ezreal comes from an ancient vastayan tribe mostly unknown to the rest if the world. His appearance is humanoid but with very notable corvid features the likes of black wings, digitigrade legs with sharp talons and a feathered tail. His adventurous spirit could not keep him bound to his birthplace so he became an explorer looking to travel all across runeterra and collecting special artifacts as souvenirs from his journey.

Vastaya are magical creatures, some more blessed than others. So ezreal is considered a mage. 

His hair is naturally black but on his journey’s he likes to dye it blonde, the black roots showing through after a while.  

Lowkey kleptomaniac. Shiny things catch the eye and cannot be left behind. 

He likes to collect all sorts of artifacts and take them home to his hideout in Ionia ( a big ass treehouse structure that could be seen as a museum of things collected from all around the map. )

He has to be careful on his travels because in most regions they are not accustomed to his species. There are always people willing to hunt what they deem out of the ordinairy.

Just like in canon he has aquired Ne’Zuk’s gauntlet on his travels and is able to use it with his mage abilities. 

I play modern verse too but dont have a specific layout for it as of yet.

Thank you for checking! It took me a while but i had a lot of fun making these!

Verses and AU’s i’m interested in and might add in the future:

Odyssey (SPAAAAACE!)

Darkin Ez AU ( angstangsangstangst)

Fantasy / D&D (aka nottingham)