howlingguardian:

Talk fantasy prosthetics to me.

An elf maiden dances on feet of living wood sung into shape, planted in soil and watered when she takes them off. Every year she plants the old ones and sings a new pair. (Incidentally, the pair of peach saplings from three years ago have produced an excellent crop- She makes preserves from them, and despite the inevitable jokes about “toe-jam”, they are appreciated.)

A dwarf king has a metal fist, all tiny gears and fine wires, kept wound by a mischievous mine-spirit bound to the spring as punishment- the more it struggles, the tighter the spring. 

An orc chieftaness is regularly asked for the story of how she earned the name Wyrmthrottler- she boasts of how she strangled the dragon that ate her arm, and had her shaman make a new arm from its bones, with its fangs as the fingers.

A necromancer simply re-attached his old leg bones- Sacrificing a few mice each day keeps it going.

A pirate captain lost her arm to a shark attack: a passing selkie saved her, and gave her tattoos of kraken blood. Now she has an arm made of salt-water, that grows and wanes with the tides, and swings a cutlass as well as the original. (She doesn’t sail as far these days though: she doesn’t want her wife to worry.)

A wandering swordsman was broken at the waist- his ancestral armour allows him to walk again, as long as he keeps it polished, and burns incense to the ancestors regularly.

A high priestess has an eye made from a crystal ball- to predict the future, all she has to do is wink.

A bard was struck deaf by illness- he struck a deal with the god of music. Now he wears hearing-trumpets made from his old pipes, and dedicates his every song to the god of music- the better he plays, the better his hearing. (It is said his music could make statues weep, and he can hear a mouse fart at 60 paces.)

A princess has the arm of a golem, enchanted clay with mystic words carved in- her music tutor despairs of how her harp playing has become even worse, but her calligraphy tutor is ecstatic over her handwriting.

A goblin pickpocket has an arm made of whatever he steals- no-one feels his fingers, and even if they did, they couldn’t find their possessions amongst all the rest.  

A witch has eyes made from shadow and starlight, given to her in a game with a demon. Nobody dares to ask what she wagered- they aren’t even sure she won.

A warg was born deaf and blind- his people learned of his power when the nearest birds started staring at them, and dogs pricked up their ears as he walked past.

ohsoblackandwhite:

racethewind10:

threeofeight:

sophiealdred:

joannekellying-archive:

mandatory-sex-party:

pertlattimers:

pertlattimers:

i’ve seen this so many times now, and really only registered helena’s lovesick little face and strategically placing her hand
but I only just noticed that myka’s fingers are all closed, except the one specifically kept out so she can touch helena’s hand for that second longer
like, helena actually goes to close her fingers but nope myka’s running her finger along the back of her knuckles so she relishes it while she has that chance
and helena just looks at their hands
just
go on without me
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wow thanks for reblogging this and REMINDING ME 
ASSHOLE

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I reblogged this MINUTES AGO and now I have to do it again because

#WOW I’M GONNA DIE #I NEVER NOTICED MYKA’S FINGER IS UNFURLED #JUST ONE #JUST TO TOUCH HELENA #VOMITING EVERYWHERE #JAIME IT IS NOT OKAY HOW YOU JUST CARESS JO’S FINGER LIKE THAT STOP #STOP. #PLEASE. #HAVE MERCY. #AND PETE BLESS HIS SOUL JUST TOTALLY OBLIVIOUS TO THE GIANT GAYMO-NESS GOING ON A FOOT AWAY #GOD FUCKING DAMNIT #if it ever becomes canon this is how I want it to be #I don’t need them making out all over the place #just little touches here and there and the looks they give each other just so loving and supportive and forgiving #understated and beautiful #just like #Bering and Wells #I officially hate everything having to do with these two

jESUS CHRIST all of the tags in this fandom result in me screaming at my laptop

look at those urls. this post is like an ancient fossil

“And here we see the remains of the early Bering and Wells fandom. The ancient URLS a symbol of past fangirls which modern historians believe may well have perished in the great angst war that cruelly ravished the fandom. Although some theories have arisen to suggest it was a simple interview which knocked these once proud URLS into extinction. ”

Some fandom researchers, of course, believe that the Bering and Wells fandom simply evolved, possibly to the point of becoming a new species that thrives off angst and pain, and indeed, may have evolved an entire social structure around perpetuating the angst, but these hypotheses remain largely untested. 

What is known, is that Jo and Jaime, much like the grecian goddesses they resemble, bodies swathed in beauty, power, and subtext, changed the lives of those mere mortals in the Bering and Wells fandom, and in a spirit truly Promethean, those mere mortals took what had been given them, and set a world on fire.