“Celestial” - 2021 Calendar series by exellero
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“Celestial” - 2021 Calendar series by exellero
Your tears Rain pouring down in my heart
My heart goes from a lake to become an ocean Embrace all your sadness
House martins are the cutest because they have fuzzy lion paws that make them look like fierce little griffins.
truth or bear
Bear???
THEY HAVE CHOSEN THE BEAR
So I just now learned that museums on Twitter were having a battle over the best bum around! I am delighted!!!
I mean, just look!
WHY DID NOBODY FUCKING INFORM ME
In late 2016, New York’s Glory Gospel Singers went on a Japanese talent show called Nodo Jiman the World! They sang “A Cruel Angel’s Thesis,” the theme song for the insanely popular anime series Neon Genesis Evangelion.
This gave me goosebumps and I can’t stop listening to it. I really hope the Glory Gospel Singers will release a full-length cover someday!!
This is the only vine I’ve ever made that matters
But since Vine died, I’m uploading it here.
The way grevious looks over at the camera
The on beat running
The fucking clone just casually loading his rocket launcher
How everyone except that clone looks out the window like “well damn that really is general grevious running down the side of a building…. huh.”
Like NO ONE reacts except the clone I love it
The only thing I dislike is I haven’t seen it before.
Listen, Rocket Launcher is the perfect way to deal with this sorta bullshit
¿
Confused Starter
“Oww..” Ariana wheezed as she tried to catch her breath. Blasted stone had given away, dumping her into some hidden crevice. She squinted up at the sliver of light and groaned. Where the nebula was she now??
Ooooh This guy was was a regular ol smartaHhhHHhhh Her cursings were cut short as the new sensation wiggled it’s way into her wound. Her eyes grew wide and she tried to minimize her squriming while he worked. Oooooh this was very unlike the warm vibrations she normally got when being healed. “Sweet shimmering stars *What are you*?” she finally managed.
removing his hand from her side, he looked directly into her eyes and responded, “I am Cocytus.”
He looked back to where the other had fallen in; the light was gone, the opening seeming to have vanished, as if it was never there to begin with. All source of light stemmed from the strange material upon Co’s own person, yet no aura of glow, no rays of his personal light seemed to tough any surface around them; it was like pitch darkness.
“Hm... The way up is gone. Shame.”
He turned to his right. As if ever-present, and simply going unnoticed til now, a path was made clear; a tunnel led a fair length towards a turn point, from whence came the faint glow of a dis-settling hue of red. Further more, placing itself apart from the surrounding shadow, this passage was highlighted in dark violets and pink sheens.
“This way,” he briefed, before immediately making his way down the path.
from here with @thekeysofzion :
A moment’s pause, and with nothing else, he began.
… ɎØɄⱤ ₳฿₴Ɇ₦₵Ɇ ₩ØⱤⱤłɆ₴ ₮ⱧɆ ₵ØɄⱤ₮łɆⱤ₴. ₦Ø₮Ⱨł₦₲ ₦Ɇ₩, ฿Ʉ₮ ₮ⱧɆɎ'VɆ ₲ⱤØ₩₦ ₴₮₳₲₦₳₦₮, ⱠɆ₣₮ ØⱠĐ ł₴₣Ɇ₮ ₩ł₮Ⱨ ₦Ø ₱ⱤɆɎ ₮Ø ₴ɆɆ₭ ØɄ₮, ₴₳VɆ ₴₥₳ⱠⱠ ₴₵Ɽ₳₱₴ Ø₣ ₮ⱤłVł₳Ⱡ ł₦₴ɄⱤ₲Ɇ₦₵Ɇ. ₴Ø ł ₮Ɽ₳łⱠɆĐ ₱Ø₩ɆⱧł ₳₴ ₮ⱧɆɎ ₴ØɄ₲Ⱨ₮ ɎØɄ ØɄ₮. ⱠɆ₳Đ ₮Ø ₮Ⱨł₴ ₮ł₦Ɏ ₴₱ⱧɆⱤɆ. ₮ⱧɆⱤɆ ₩₳₴… ₳ ฿Ʉ₮₮ł₦₲ Ø₣ ⱧɆ₳Đ₴, ฿Ɇ₮₩ɆɆ₦ ₮ⱧɆ₥ ₳₦Đ ₮Ⱨł₴ ₩ØⱤⱠĐ'₴ ₵Ʉ₴₮ØĐł₳₦. ₩₳₴₦'₮ ₴ɄⱤɆ ₩Ⱨ₳₮ ₩ØɄⱠĐ ₮Ɽ₳₦₴₱łⱤɆ ₳₥łĐ₴₮ ₮ⱧɆłⱤ ₴QɄ₳฿฿ⱠɆ… ₮ⱧɆ₦…
₮Ⱨ₳₮ ₳฿ɆⱤⱤ₳₮łØ₦ ⱤɆVɆ₳ⱠɆĐ ł₮₴ɆⱠ₣. ₮Ⱨ₳₮ Ʉ₦₦₳₮ɄⱤ₳Ⱡ ⱧØⱤⱤØⱤ Ø₣ Ⱡł₲Ⱨ₮.
The Court continued being a disappointment, then. He’d chosen the most powerful, the most driven. The most likely to stab him in the back. To have them stagnate in his absence for fear of retaliation…
So easily did singularities forget the idea of strength—if not safety—in numbers. Pity.
“’Unnatural’ is apt. You w͢i͟t́n̨ess͜e͜d̕ but did not ą́c̷̵͝t̀. Ẁ̷̢̢h̛͠y̢?”
... ł ₭₦Ɇ₩ ฿Ɇ₮₮ɆⱤ.
came the response.
₱Ø₩ɆⱧł ₩₳₴ ₮ØØ ₵ɄⱤłØɄ₴. ₳₵₮ɆĐ Ⱨ₳₴₮łⱠɎ. ₱₳łĐ ₮ⱧɆ ₱Ɽł₵Ɇ.
₩ØɄⱠĐ'VɆ ₵ØⱠⱠ₳₱₴ɆĐ, ł₣ ₦Ø₮ ₣ØⱤ ₮ⱧɆ ฿Ɇ₳₴₮, ₳₦Đ ₮Ⱨ₳₮ ₴ɆⱤ₱Ɇ₦₮.
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thekeysofzion:
ɎɆ₴ ł₦ĐɆɆĐ. ł ₥Ʉ₴₮ ₴₳Ɏ, VɆⱤɎ ł₥₱ⱤɆ₴₴łVɆ, ₮Ⱨ₳₮ ₥Ø₦₴₮ⱤØɄ₴ ₲Ʉ₳ⱤĐł₳₦ Ø₣ ɎØɄⱤ₴. Ⱨł₴ ₳฿łⱠł₮Ɏ ₮Ø ₣Ɇ₦Đ Ø₣₣ ₳₲₳ł₦₴₮ ₮Ⱨ₳₮ ₵ɆⱠɆ₴₮ł₳Ⱡ ₥₳Ⱡł₴Ø₦; ł ₩ØɄⱠĐ ₦Ø₮ Ⱨ₳VɆ ₳₦₮ł₵ł₱₳₮ɆĐ ₴Ʉ₵Ⱨ ₳ ₣Ɇ₳₮ ₣ⱤØ₥ ₮ɆⱤⱤɆ₴₮Ɽł₳Ⱡ₴. ⱠɆ₮ ₳ⱠØ₦Ɇ ₮Ø Ⱨ₳₦ĐⱠɆ Ø₦Ɇ Ø₣ ₥Ɏ Ø₩₦ ₭ł₦Đ. ₮ⱤɄⱠɎ, ₥Ø₴₮ ł₥₱ⱤɆ₴₴łVɆ.
an upward look revealed to the titan a rather off-putting set of bright yellow eyes, both inlined and outlined in cyan blue, swimming in an deep sea of black. His gaze was not well assisted by the toothy and over-expressive grin he carried; he may as well have been wearing a mask.
₦Ø ₩Ø₦ĐɆⱤ ₮ⱧɆ ₳Ⱡ₱Ⱨ₳'₴ ₱ⱤɆ₴Ɇ₦₵Ɇ ł₴ ₴Ø ₴₮ⱤØ₦₲ ⱧɆⱤɆ…
ØⱧ! ₩ⱧłⱠɆ ₩Ɇ ₳ⱤɆ Ø₦ ₮ⱧɆ ₴Ʉ฿JɆ₵₮ Ø₣ ₥Ɏ ₭ł₦, ⱧØ₩ ł₴ ĐɆ₳Ɽ ₱Ø₩ɆⱧł? ₮Ⱨ₳₮ ₩₳₴ QɄł₮Ɇ ₳ ⱠØ₮ ₣ØⱤ ₮ⱧɆ₥ ₮Ø Ⱨ₳₦ĐⱠɆ ₮Ⱨ₳₮ ₩₳₴.
Seraphina pieced together that “Powehi” was the Singularity held within the womb of The Great Tree. A disturbingly unnerving title. She just listened to this one speak, which it seemed to like doing. Perhaps Nero and “Powehi” where her only previous experiences with Black Holes, but they had set the president that Black Holes were one’s of few words.
Her hair swirled about her, a mass of black voluminous waves, silver eyes keenly meeting their gaze.
“Truly… it is as you say isn’t it?“ her retort was a stern tone. She was clearly not in the mood for such interactions. What did it want?
A moment passes. The Black Hole’s sharp teeth vanished as the wide smile softened to a simple smirk.
ł ĐØ₦'₮ ₥Ɇ₳₦ ₮Ø ₳₦₦ØɎ ɎØɄ, ĐɆ₳ⱤɎ.
Once more he began to move, gliding, defying gravity, seeming to stop short once more, taking rest upon the wall just a few feet up from ground.
... ₩ⱧɆⱤɆ ł₴ ₱Ø₩ɆⱧł?
I started to put more colors on the Tzeentch lady. I can’t wait to get more time to paint this mini.
|heh, sorry for silence|
Magnus the Red by Marc Masclans.
Tzeentch in action.
Tzeentch
I was doing some reading on Tzeentch and got inspired. I am not that invested in 40k universe, I just started discovering it quite recently and I enjoy it. Any criticism or praise is welcome from the community
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