#likediamonds

[faiiryhaven]

@likediamonds I flown from HERE.

Her eyes were magnetized by the light that his wings exposed, drawn to it. Fira had been so certain that Rani’s crystallized wings were some of the most beautiful she had ever seen, but they blended in comparison to this. ❝ Do they burn? ❞  Frankly, there were so many questions that was running through her head, but she figured she’d have to organize them. Not to cross a line.

❝ Yes! Fly with you! I’m Fira, the director for the fireflies shows. Does this mean you’re a light talent as well? ❞  No, it couldn’t be possible. They were something more unique. Perhaps a fire talent, if those even existed. But she had never heard of such a thing.

[likcthestar]

@likediamonds

“Ready?” Cress didn’t actually give the stranger much time to prepare before the lights went out, but she did grab their hand to guide them. Some alarm went off in the distance, but she had disabled everything in this wing. There was only light enough to see vague shapes once their eyes adjusted.

“Staircase.” A door to their left was shoved open. Light streamed in, revealing a fire escape. Cress looked back, grinning (partly in pride, admittedly), and paused. The look fell. “Sorry. I was-- sorry. Are you okay?”

[faiiryhaven]

@likediamonds | +

   One of the places that inspired Bess the most when it came to art was definitely Lily’s garden. The colorful sights and mesmerizing scents were enough to leave anyone in an art trance. Her painting strokes were chaotic, quick but certain. As if there was this itching inside her mind and she yearned to get out. That was, until another scent collided with the amongst - immediately drawing her back to reality and making her look with perplexity at her friend.  ❝ Do you smell that?? ❞

[damecuratedgoods]

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[jabbers-wild-world]

@likediamonds | for Hazel!

There was no denying that Shade was an intimidating individual. Tall, long and lanky, and like a dark raven looming over everyone. And now was no exception in his tendency to loom. Moving in silently behind Hazel, he gave a gentle tap to her shoulder, and offered a calm smile, though it never seemed to reach his eyes as they remained as calculating as ever.

“Would you mind handing me that?” A particular bowl was indicated, as well as a few bits of dry herbs next to it.

[faiiryhaven]

@likediamonds / starter call !

“Come on, hold still!” Bess whined slightly to herself, attempting to add the last stroke to her next potential masterpiece. When they had agreed to come and model for her with their own special attribute, Bess had been overly ecstatic. However, she had forgotten what the worst thing was with painting a living thing on canvas; for starters, they could never stand still. An exasperated sigh escaped past her lips, brown eyes peering over the canvas. “Why don’t we take a break?” Maybe it would clear both their minds and regain their motivation.

[jabbers-wild-world]

@likediamonds | for Fawn!

It was quicker than a blink, a dart and a flash of red, and then the red headed scout had dropped down right behind the animal talent fairy, managing to startle the squirrel she had been attending to.

“Fawn. I need to talk to you.”

[haseti]

@likediamonds​ Plotted Starter for Zarina

﹝⚘﹞—;

The word goodbye. He hated that word. Having to stay at the border as he let go of the hand of the sparrowman he loved. While the warm weather side was welcomed over here by getting their wings frosted it was too dangerous for them to stay too long. He had remembered hearing about a dust keeping fairy named Zarina. Either from Tinkerbell or was it her sister Periwinkle? He didn’t remember. And how she experimented with pixie dust. 

An alchemist if he remembered correctly. He looked through his home for parchment to write to her. Asking her to come and meet him at the border so he can ask her of something. There had to be a way he didn’t have to part with Hiccup at the border each and everyday. 

He wrote the letter as he came to the border. A mail carrier at the border took his letter as they flew off. He hoped his letter arrived as he retreated back into the cold of the winter. Keeping his wings tempered into the cold.