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crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington · 11 months

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rosemary ponyy...

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#rose winters #rosemary winters #resident evil 8 #re8 #resident evil 8 dlc #resident evil village #rebhfun #resident evil #resident evil fanart #shadows of rose #beautiful girl...#her cutiemark isnt developed yet because she dosnt know who she is #but throught the dlc it blooms and she becomes fully recognized #dies #i love u so much rosemary #ethan winters #mlp #mlp au

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stellasolaris · 9 months

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#a quick gifset before I return to the shadows #winx club #winx #winx bloom #winx club gifs #winx gifs #bloom gifs #3x22 #*

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cerchionero · 3 months

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Six months after I came across this challenge, I finally finished it, hooray

#color wheel challenge #color wheel #mad mod #joker #winx flora #ben 10 #commander peepers #shadow the hedgehog #2d gorillaz #apple bloom #agent 3 splatoon #zoe trent #omar rock and rule #jenny xj9

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voronskaya · 2 years

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this meme but comedy women edition

#when girls turns 20 #fleabag #new girl #broad city #parks and rec #crazy ex girlfriend #what we do in the shadows #lena dunham #mindy kaling #dee reynolds #iasip #phoebe waller bridge #rachel bloom #leslie knope #hannah horvath #nadia of antipaxos #wwdtis

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deadscell · 2 months

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phoenix----rising · 4 months

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𝑇𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑚 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑡....

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wingedblooms · 7 months

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A rose in the thorns

Remember when Madja told us that the Cauldron made its mark deepest in the mind? And then Sarah showed us this:

The gates to her mind … Solid iron, covered in vines of flowers—or it would have been. The blossoms were all sealed, sleeping buds tucked into tangles of leaves and thorns. (acowar)

Her flowers are described as sleeping buds that are tucked into tangles of leaves and thorns. Feyre describes her mental gates this way just before Elain uses powers that might be connected to mystics. And then, as others have pointed out, Sarah shows us this in the next book:

But Mor scented nothing, saw nothing. The tendril of power she speared toward the woods revealed only the usual birds and small beasts. A hart drinking from a hole in an iced-over stream. Nothing, except - There, between a snarl of thorns. A patch of darkness. It did not move, did not seem to do anything but linger. And watch. Familiar and yet foreign. Something in her power whispered not to touch it, not to go near it. Even from this distance. Mor obeyed. But she still watched that darkness in the thorns, as if a shadow had fallen asleep among them. Not like Azriel's shadows, twining and whispering. Something different. Something that stared back, watching her in turn. (Mor's pov, acofas)

A shadowy watcher in the woods, as if it had fallen asleep in the thorns. That imagery is eerily similar to Elain's sleeping buds. As a seer, she can find and watch others from afar.

"This time, you sent the trembling fawn to find me. I did not expect to see those doe-eyes peering at me from across the world." (Suriel, acowar)

Mystics seek a higher consciousness, to become one with the divine. In tog, beings of a higher consciousness are what characters referred to as gods. And what did we learn about them from the memory in the witch mirror?

They had no forms. They were only figments of light and shadow, wind and rain, song and memory. Each individual, and yet a part of one majority, one consciousness. (eos)

If mystics become one with the divine, then this might mean they become part of that greater consciousness, travel like figments of light and shadow. This could explain why Elain is paired with the half-wraith twins and it’s possible her mystical travel might mimic how Feyre moves when she is connected to the Cauldron through a living bond.

I could not remove my hand. Could not pry my fingers away. I was being shredded apart, slowly, thoroughly. I flung my magic out, desperate for any chain to this world to save me, keep me from being devoured by the eternal, awful thing that now tried to drag me into its embrace. Fire and water and light and wind and ice and night. All rallied. All failed me. Some tether slipped, and my mind slid closer to the Cauldron’s outstretched arms. I felt it touch me. And then I was half gone. Half there, standing silently next to the Cauldron, hand glued to the black rim. Half … elsewhere. Flying through the world. Searching. The Cauldron now hunted for that power that had come so close…And now taunted it. [...] Time seemed to slow and warp. The dark power of the king speared toward us. Toward that clearing where I was neither seen nor heard, where I was nothing but a scrap of soul carried on a black wind. (acowar)

Feyre’s connection to her form is shredded and her tether to the world slips as she is embraced by the Cauldron. She travels with it across the battlefield, a scrap of soul on a black wind, and is forced to watch tragic events unfold. Trapped by the Cauldron, Feyre was not able to step out of its black wind shadow to help, but Elain was.

For a moment, I thought the Cauldron had answered my pleas. But as a black blade broke through the king’s throat, spraying blood, I realized someone else had. Elain stepped out of a shadow behind him, and rammed Truth-Teller to the hilt through the back of the king’s neck as she snarled in his ear, “Don’t you touch my sister.” (acowar)

And this is probably why Elain’s rose is half-hidden in shadows next to the Mother. Her Cauldron-blessed powers might allow her to be half-there, half-elsewhere when she becomes part of that greater, divine consciousness.

Her gaze shifted to the carved wooden rose she’d placed upon the mantel, half-hidden in the shadows beside a figurine of a supple-bodied female, her upraised arms clasping a full moon between them. Some sort of primal goddess–perhaps even the Mother herself. (acosf)

It’s possible she used this power to locate the Suriel, which was practice for the main event: answering Feyre’s pleas and taking down Hybern in place of the Cauldron. Her Sight—a truth teller itself—likely activated Truth-Teller, guiding her to exactly the right place at the right time. The question is, since she is not bound like Feyre, did she then winnow (ie, travel like Hope through the Void, light cutting through the darkness) to save her family? And has she continued to help them in this way?

Islands of grass dotted the expanse, some so crowded with brambles that he could find no safe place to land. The tangles of thorns were a mockery of what might have been - as if Oorid had ever produced roses. Not a single flower bloomed. [...] Run, a small voice whispered. Run and run, and do not look back. The voice was female, gentle. Wise and serene. Run. [...] Run. Was that voice merely all that remained of her human instincts, or something more? She gazed at her reflection as if it would tell her. Something rustled in the thorns of the island, and she snapped up her head, heart thundering as she scanned for that familiar male face and wings. But there was no sign of Cassian. And whatever was in that bramble...She should find another island to head for. (acosf)

This small voice warning Nesta to run also reminds me of Elain’s warning cry to Feyre before she is Made by the Cauldron.

My sisters were shrieking over their gags. But Elain’s cry—a warning. A warning to—To my right, now exposed, Tamlin ran for me. To grab me at last. I hurled a knife at him—as hard as I could. (acomaf)

Sarah planted Nesta’s questions in the Oorid scene to make us wonder. Is this voice something more? And is Nesta’s reflection, her own flesh and blood, a fun hint? After all, who is even better than the spymaster at keeping secrets, and who would’ve known where Nesta was headed? Elain might have defied her sister’s order (like we knew she would) to stay away from the Cauldron and help yet again, a rose bloom half-hidden in the shadows among the thorns. And I bet she will learn a ritual to help focus and ground her movements.

#elain archeron #a rose bloom #half-hidden in the shadows #next to the Mother #seer elain #mystic powers #higher consciousness = no form #figments of light and shadow #half-wraith twins

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andbloom · 4 months

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Working on a trailer

#poppy santcum #trailer #videogames #spectra foundry #jack bloom #gamedev #pixelart #red pandas #red panda #trees #shadows #unity #lightrays

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aleksanderscult · 5 months

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They are my Roman empire 👑

#they are my babies your honor #when that ship was made diseases were cured. hunger ended. flowers bloomed. stars were created and Earth found world peace #the power THEY hold🛐🛐🛐🛐#malina who??#For the drawing credit to @Jaxxartbox on Instagram #grishaverse #grishaverse trilogy #shadow and bone #the darkling #pro darklina #aleksander morozova #pro aleksander morozova #alina starkov #pro alina starkov #pro darkling #darklina #alarkling #pro alarkling #anti malina

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balluprojects · 9 days

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Estrelícia, 2022

@ Quinta Pedagógica, Olivais Sul, Lisboa, Portugal

a flowery Sunday to you*

#balluprojects #naturelovers #portugal #originalartwork #original photography #nature #women photographers #photographers on tumblr #original photographers #female photographers #originalphotographers #art #plants #green #orange #blue #flower #bloom #shadow

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jout--jout · 10 days

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*bobbing and weaving around The Feels™️ from last episode*

so i know All That happened, BUT! the author of the most juicy hanahaki fic go read a lament of petals and blood just uploaded a companion piece for that story but now from imogen’s POV.

i mean…. im not saying y’all should go read it but i’m definitely saying that y’all should go read it.

#imodna #go read it #‘an echo of blooms and shadows’ on ao3 #:D #this is not in fact a sponsored post #i do get payed however in whimsical fun and a lil bit of heart wrenching angst #i just think more ppl should be Aware #:DDDD

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grumpy-nyks · 4 months

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i felt quite nostalgic some time ago and i've planned to do it (in august actually...), but life hit me with everything, and... yeah.. but hey! it's here, finallyy!!!! it's my version of '#sixfanarts', but with my favourite ROs from games that mean the world to me. Big THANK YOU, to the devs who created these games!

Atlas - The Immortal Kingdom @vouxie-studio xyx - Blooming Panic @robobarbie Alkar - When The Night Comes @LunarisGames (twitter) June - Andromeda Six @WanderlustGames (twitter) Castiel - My Candy Love Caleb - Gilded Shadows @steamberrystudio