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academia-core · 22 days

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modern princess ariel aesthetic

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marissasketch · 5 months

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Mapcrunch environment study but make it LoZ 🧚‍♀️✨

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cozy-brew · 9 months

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There is just something about seeing a bookstore on a rainy day...

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emsartwork · 2 months

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ALL OF DAPHNE'S TRANSFORMATIONS. INCLUDING UPDATED NYMPHIX.

Previously Fairy of the Dragon Flame now Fairy of Embers. She doesn't have any transformations others than these because she was fast tracked into the nymphix path, and unlike the winx the majority of fairies don't pursue additional transformations past enchantix. (i think Daphne would be interested in Dreamix tho, so maybe I'll draw that eventually.

Her major color shifted after dying and being revived, which is shown in her winx and enchantix.

other lore and design notes below!

I changed her major color from orange/yellow to more of a teal/green because. she just doesn't look good in yellow I'm sorry I really tried but it wasn't working. Also little updates to her hair color, nothing huge tho. Daphne's primary motifs are a branching "Y" shape and a double oval/tear drop. She's a pants when possible girlie and a one set winger(yes her nymphix looks like it have multiple wings but they all merge into one stem on each side) . Her scars from her Sirenix being ripped out of her caused her winx/enchantix to change a little to cover them(mostly seen in the arms) due to insecurity. Her Dryadix/nymphix flower is a daffodil! because pun Daph-Daff, and Daffodils symbolize rebirth and new beginnings (also creativity, energy, resilience, forgiveness and vitality). Her Harpix wings aren't super specificly patterned, but she has darting wings common in small song and seed birds (robins, finches, brown birds etc.) the coloring is referential of a Shrike (also called a Butcher Bird), because Daphne was. incredibly dangerous and if she had sided with the ancestral probably would have been given a moniker similar to Butcher of Domino or Daphne the Slaughterer. (some people do call her these but its mostly among people who dislike Domino/The Royal Family.)

Lore! Daphne doesn't have a great sense of self, she was planned as a necessary successor to Marion/the dragon flame in a period as the ancestral witches were escalating their attacks and search for the dragon flame. Bloom was a back up baby in case both Daphne and Marion got dead and basically worked as intended haha. Daphne was also much more publicly involved in the kingdom than many of the other royals in winx (Stella, Aisha, Krystal and even Galatea to an extent all had rather sheltered upbringings) in a way Daphne is much more like Sky and Thoren in the since that none of them really had the space to develop their own personality outside of their familial duty.

Daphne's 1st winx and enchantixes are as direct a copy of her mom's Enchantix as you can get with transformations, right down to the more greenish tint of her major color. Growing up Marion used her fairy form liberally, so that, combined with being the next Dragon Flame holder left a deep impact on Daphne's subconscious. Daphne was also heavily influenced by Faragonda during her Alfea and Nymphix Quest years, but since she was older this isn't as deep an influence. After being revived, Daphne's years of defining herself as her connection to Bloom causes her major color to shift more blue in response to her trauma. Daphne is slowly starting to develop a sense of self outside of her titles/connections but it's unlikely her major color will shift again unless she has another major trauma.

(for the record the Winx do have trauma over the timeline I have laid out that would potentially cause their major colors to shift but I didn't do that for a couple reasons 1, their colors are iconic and make them easily recognizable as characters; 2, I'm a tired bitch. )

#winx #winxems #winx club #winx daphne #enchantix #harmonix #sirenix #dryadix #harpix #coatlnix #nymphix #DONT look at these too closely the line art and some coloring is a mess i got sick of them half way through #Fairy of embers title subject to change but i like it for now #something about Daphne is so wrong I want to put her in a jar and study her <3

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caelanglang · 1 year

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Excerpt from the Tales of the Dead Apple

page 101.

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booksandglitter · 20 days

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the best thing about studying english is that i get to read novels and call it work

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bluevallery · 2 months

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#artists on tumblr #sketch #watercolor painting #fandom art #spn fanart #spnedit #supernatural #colour study #dean winchester #sam winchester #sam and dean #winchester brothers #moody forest #humor #fairy forest

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epistula-nonerubescit · 11 months

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reading and studying freud's essays is not so relaxing, it takes me an hour to partially decipher two pages 💚

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queenlucythevaliant · 5 months

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harder than you think

i. When the Narnians stole Edmund away from beneath the Witch's blade, they told him he was safe. This wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the whole truth either.

ii. They brought him to the Stone Table. It was night. Edmund doubted very much that he would find safety there, for he still recoiled at the name of Aslan. He slept fitfully and woke the next morning before the sun was up.

iii. A sliver of gold just beyond the tent flap captured his attention, there in the dark. Unaccountably, Edmund felt the urge to rise and go towards it.

iv. And there was Aslan, who was supposed to be fearsome, supposed to be dangerous, supposed to be powerful, and he was he was he was. Dimly, Edmund felt himself hitting the ground.

v. But then Aslan said, “Come, Son of Adam. Let us walk a while, and reason together.”

vi. And as they walked together, in the cool dewy grass of early morning, the Lion told Edmund everything that he had ever done.

vii. They were standing in front of the Table when the conversation turned. Aslan spoke a riddle of a house blasted into rubble which he would piece back together overnight. He spoke of flesh being pierced, blood being shed, and of rejected stones being used for new foundations. He spoke about water welling up forever, washing you clean of everything you ever did wrong, all the blood that you ever thought of shedding, everything you ever tried to steal, and a river that carries you home when you can't walk anymore and spits you out brand new when it reaches the sea.

viii. Edmund's head swam. Silently, he yearned for the wisdom to understand what he was being told; or, failing that, at least to remember it for as long as it took him to puzzle it out.

ix. And then, the Witch. Then, the battle. The thrones. A year passed, and winter came. In its time, it melted back to glorious spring.

x. “Edmund,” said Lucy one day. “There's something we need to tell you.” She and Susan were cloaked in springtime gossamer, like fairy queens in poems he only half remembered. They sat on the window seat in his study, holding hands white-knuckled: his two beloved sisters.

xi. “It's about Aslan,” Susan said. “And the White Witch, and how he made her renounce her claim on your blood. The night before Beruna, he went back to the Stone Table.”

xii. “He let her kill him,” Lucy cut in. “Instead of you. And then, because he hadn't done anything wrong, the Emperor's Deeper Magic brought him back to life.”

xiii. “We've been arguing all year about how much to tell you,” said Susan wryly. Then, a little gentler, “We don't want to hurt you, but we feel you ought to be told what he did for you.”

xiv. And Edmund, who had never forgotten what Aslan told him on that cool, dewy morning before the sun came up, shut his eyes and whispered, “I know.”

xv. I know, he said. I know that he died. I know that he did it for me. I know he lived again because I saw him the next day, and the next, and the next. I think I know what it means - or at least, I know the shape of it.

xvi. “Oh,” said Lucy. “We should have realized that he would have told you himself.”

xvii. “Yes. But please, tell me the story all the same.”

#finally returning to this little character study series thing #I really like this one #bc Edmund pretty clearly knows about Aslan's sacrifice in later books but as of the end of lww the girls are still debating #what if anything he should be told #and like. imo that was what the early morning talk was #the gospel presented in that Jesus-y way where he's like 'this is all gonna make sense to you in a little bit once it gets fulfilled'#in addition to some of the more specific stuff about Edmund's specific sin probably #in my head the closest parallel for that conversation would end up being the magician's book with lucy #anyway #this whole series is being posted together on ao3 just so you know #narnia #the traitor who mended #reading fairy tales again #pontifications and creations #leah stories

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ryllen · 6 months

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Book 5, chapter 53 - Appreciating Heights

#twisted wonderland #twst #treyjade #trey clover #jade leech #80% this is trey jade to me #the peaceful vibe between them #i enjoy it very much #but of course i too enjoy very much when jade turns stupid fshdh #the balance of those both sides are the best #yea i come back again no surprises here #i still need to study for that test #since coming to this different country i too take photo of this and that flower and leaf that reminds me of something else #like flowers that looks like cluster of bean sprouts #green pods that looks like sleeping pod for fairies #flowers with paper like petals that makes crinkly sound when u touch them #those kind of stuff #i also took photo of dried leaf and flowers that seem to make shape of an animal #i think trey even suspicious trey would trust jade at this moment #because he speaks of the things he was fond of with much sincerity from his heart #trey could be using this chance to analyze jade and gets to his good side in case he needs it later #but whatever his reason at that moment it brings both of them closer together in the end #and i thank him for that #floyd leech

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fairy-writes · 11 months

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Hello! Can I ask for Vanitas and 12) “Chivalry is dead, and you’re the one killing it.” for the 900 followers event?

CHIVALRY IS DEAD

Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!

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Fandom(s): The Case Study of Vanitas

Pairing(s): Vanitas x Gender Neutral!Reader

Prompt: “Chivalry is dead, and you’re the one killing it.” (Dialogue Prompt #12)

Notes: Vanitas is such a brat lmao

Also, lowkey inspired by that one scene in Elf with Will Ferrell

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The old shower turns on with a squeal of the bronze knob and a rumble of the pipes, and steam erupts into the air. You quickly strip out of your clothes and step behind the shower curtain into the borderline boiling water. Your skin tingles as it adjusts to the temperature, and you shudder with delight.

After a long day of Noé’s and Vanitas’s shenanigans, a long, hot shower was just what you needed.

Plucking your shampoo, you lather some in the palms of your hands before massaging it into your scalp. The suds run down your neck and onto your back as you turn to face away from the shower head and start scrubbing the soap from your skin and skull.

You begin to hum, the song being one you heard on a violin in a plaza earlier in the day as you moved on to the conditioner. While you let that sit in your hair, you scrub a bar of soap all over your body to clean off the grime and dirt from earlier.

It was then that you heard something.

More humming?

Dangerously off-key, but there nonetheless.

You peek through the shower curtain, and there he is.

Vanitas. Sans his cloak and sits on the bathroom counter, humming as if he wasn’t in the room when you were showering.

You shriek.

This causes Vanitas to jump and slip off the counter, banging his head on the way down. He curls into a ball, holding his head and letting out a pained whine.

“Are you okay—wait, no—what are you doing in here?! When did you even get in here?!” You demand, and he just lets out another pained noise as he sits up, his right hand still massaging the back of his head where a bump is already starting to form.

If he hadn’t just snuck into the bathroom, you would’ve felt bad for him.

But he snuck into the bathroom. So you didn’t feel bad.

At least you didn’t until you got out of the shower, wrapped in a towel, and saw his hand come away bloody.

So you quickly dry off and get dressed in clean clothes that had been folded neatly (under Vanitas’s cloak) on the toilet seat. Had he been attempting to join you for a shower?

Creepy. You may have been dating him, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t still slightly unnerving.

You help your lover onto the bed in the adjacent bedroom and go back to the bathroom for medical supplies. Then, grabbing some gauze and antiseptic, you return to Vantias’s side, where he declines any help.

“I can do it myself.” He says quickly, and you roll your eyes.

“Let me help. Plus, you owe me, scaring the living daylights out of me like that.” You mutter, and he relents, hissing as you dab a rag with the medicine onto the bump.

It’s silent for a minute before you speak.

“What were you going to do in there?” You ask seriously, and he shrugs,

“Was trying to be chivalrous and was going to wash your hair for you.” He said, and you huff,

“Chivalry is dead, and you’re the one killing it.” You reply dryly, and he lets out a haughty laugh before wincing at the volume and holding his head again.

He recovers quickly and turns to face you with a mischievous smile,

“I am the epitome of chivalrous, and you know it.” He teases, and you raise your eyebrows,

“Name one time.” You say, and he falters for a moment.

“Um… I held the door open for you?”

“That’s common decency, Vanitas.” You retort, and he deflates.

You snip the gauze with a pair of scissors and secure it so the blood doesn’t drip down his neck. Then, you hold an ice pack to his injury and press a kiss on his forehead.

He blushes a bright red but smiles sheepishly as you press another to his nose.

“All better.” You say, and he hums,

“Do you think I could join you for your next shower?” He asks hopefully,

“Absolutely not.” You deadpan, and he just whines.

#vanitas x reader #vanitas x you #vanitas x y/n #vnc x reader #vanitas no carte x reader #the case study of vanitas x reader #vanitas #vnc vanitas #vanitas no carte vanitas #the case study of vanitas #vanitas no carte #fairy writes #fairy writes 900 followers #fairy 900 followers

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threesixzerolouis · 6 days

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Okay but staring at that gifset and rewatching the coffee scene for the (redacted) time…. I just have a lot of feelings over them….

Buck is SO nervous and fidgety while waiting for Tommy to get there.. sure, Tommy said yes to meeting him, but you can see Buck was thinking “is he just gonna turn me down again no matter what i say? Is he gonna try to protect me still thinking I’m not ready? not knowing that, yea, these new feelings are scary as hell, but I’m ready for something, something with him.”

Then like every cliche ever, he sees Tommy and all of a sudden.. he calms and smiles because he knows, he knows he’s not letting Tommy walk away without getting a second date. He’s not letting Tommy play martyr and say no for ‘bucks own good’. No, he’s not allowing that. These feelings, while scary and new, are also exhilarating and special and he’s not letting them go. He’s not giving up before they are even had a shot.

I mean the instant wave of calm and smile that goes over Bucks face once he sees Tommy? I live there now. I can’t and I won’t ever get over it.

#THEY MAKE ME FEEL THINGS #what is Lou made of? besides sunshine and rainbows and love and magic fcking fairy dust????#how??? am I already invested and in love with Tommy and would literally start a war to keep him happy???#lou ferrigno jr should be studied. it’s not OKAY how quick I’ve become attached #tv: 911 #bucktommy #evan buckley #tommy kinard

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caramelcuppaccino · 1 year

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