#clown mode

[offtorivendell]

Clown time for Elain and Azriel

DEcomposition book - rot and bloom and bone.

Mountains - Illyria, the barren mountains with hidden depths.

Lake and three birds - Koschei's lake, the women/swans trapped there, Vassa.

Crystals

A colourless or white cube has six faces for three brothers/three sisters? For ACOTAR 6?

An amethyst crystal ball for a Seer?

A light blue crescent moon for the Mother?

A hexagon also has six sides, maybe evoking Feyre's six pointed star mating/wedding ring?

An amethyst ring set in gold for Elain's solstice dress in ACOSF?

There is more, I'm sure! But so much of this ties into where many of us see Elain (and Azriel's) story going, in terms of powers and plot.

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[livthecreative]

how could I miss april fools AND teto's birthday??

also tried a new auto action in clip studio paint

[disk28]

[thewinegrannie]

Halsin: You're all I want, but I will not hoard you to myself.

My Tav, whom I hc to also be poly but to have so much negative rizz she fumbled the bag on two companions earlier in the game:

[phosporo]

mcrposting on main

[divinemissdella]

Life with Joe

Work has you under the pump. You’re on a deadline and can see it creeping up between school holidays and the kids running around and asking for stuff and the dog barking and phones ringing. You’re about ready to throw the contents of your desk in the air and crawl underneath it.

Joe senses this, comes in with a fresh cup of coffee (focus juice), just how you like it. He gives you a quick shoulder rub, leans down and kisses your neck and whispers in your ear how he’s got this and finishes with ‘love you’

He stops the shoulder rub and heads out of your office, softly closing the door behind him. You hear the actor projection kick in with his voice as he bellows. “Right you lot, your Mother has to concentrate so who wants a day with Dad?” Sounds of whooping and excitement. Pounding of feet running in every direction, ruffle of coats being put on, car keys and scattering dog claws on the hard wood flooring. The bang of the heavy front door - black and glossy with brass details - slamming shut.

You hear the car start up and the dog barking in the car. Peering out the window you see them all reverse out. Joe’s face has you in stitches. He’s doing something to make the kids laugh. He is in clown mode. You love clown mode.

Finally peace. You sit back down with the hot coffee and muscle memory of his fingers pressing in, relieving the knots that have built up. Time to work.

[look-at-that-right-there]

The thing about non-ironic clowns is, at the core of every clown there is a good man and a friend to all humanity.

If you leave a clown act without being 100% convinced that each and every one of the jolly jesters would gladly jump on a grenade for you and be blown into multicolored smithereens, it was a terrible act.

[kieumy-archive]