GifSpam! Rainbow Snowcone

I watched Rise of the Guardians first then ended up reading William Joyce’s series of books- Guardians of Childhood, what a thrilling concept and this ship is simply adorable!
 
 
 
 
 

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Story Time: In Bloom


Sagehold, Stormsong Valley, Kul Tiras

Hunched over a book of ancient magic, Andais Lu attempted to read the single paragraph for the tenth time. But her concentration was not with her, not since she had spontaneously kissed Vynsand after the Battle of Brennadam. He did not push her away, rather she felt him return the kiss but after they had been sent to Sagehold to learn about why the tidesages had stopped blessing the new vessels for the Kul Tiran navy and the pair no longer had time to talk. The warlock also had yet to see Vynsand’s face despite everything when she knew he was going to reveal himself that night after dinner.

Closing the heavy book shut in frustration, Andais placed the book back on the shelf and went to retrieve another volume, she had offered to isolate herself in the Tidesages massive library to find clues on the water mages missing and learn about their history. It was suppose to take her mind off Vynsand but so far it was failing her. She was about to sit down and begin reading the new publication when she felt a presence nearby. Quickly looking up, she sighed out softly “You need to make yourself known, you tread too lightly” before her, Vynsand let out a soft chuckle “My apologies, are you finished here?” the warlock shook her head “Sadly I am no where closer to discovering the whereabouts of the tidesages or their history”.

She watched Vynsand sit opposite her and she swore she could feel his eyes stare. Clicking her tongue, Andais tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear and placing the book on the table in front of her “We need to talk…” “About what happened in Brennadam, I know” Vynsand finished her sentence, his hooded face nodding. Andais was relieved, it was clear to her now that the mage was just as distracted as she was. “I’m sorry I kissed you without letting you know, I know you are very particular on your sense of personal space and I just threw that out of the window” Andais began, her hands began to flurry about rapidly as she attempted to hide her nerves or thumping heart in her chest. Vynsand reached over quickly grabbing her hands “Easy Andais, you’re overthinking too much. Never apologise for acting on your emotions, its perfectly normal human behaviour” “Yes and inflicting it upon you, an elf” Andais retorted back though she enjoyed their hands being linked on the table.

Andais was frazzled and overcome by her feelings while at the same time trying to apply cool logic so she would not scare away the elf but once again Vynsand was understanding and managed to calm her inner storm. Standing up and walking around the small, study table Vynsand kneeled in front of Andais “Don’t ever hold back what you feel, especially around me” his velvety tone was gentle and sweet. It made the warlock smile slowly and nod in thanks, her reverie was interrupted as she felt familiar lips chastely kiss her cheek before she was helped onto her feet. “I believe we have investigated too much, let’s go” a faint blush stained her cheekbones but Andais still followed Vynsand out of the library “And go where?” “Scenic route?” there was a teasing tone in Vynsand’s voice and it made Andais arch her eyebrow but smile regardless “Okay?”

Stepping outside into the midday sun, the two casters headed towards the stables. Andais prepared to summon her dreadsteed when Vynsand reached back and pulled her inside the stables to his own horse, jumping onto his ride he offered a hand to the warlock who blinked surprised but followed suit and hopped onto the horse behind him. “Sharing a steed?” she remarked though her gloved hands easily went around Vynsand’s waist, the mage nodded “Easier” before they took off out of the tidesages town. Vynsand led them over the rolling hills of the valley and this gave Andais time to take in the beauty of Stormsong.

They were in the middle of Spring and the weather was a mixture of early morning showers and sunshine during the day. Everything was blossoming and though there was the talks of world war and other local issues, Andais sighed out in contentment. Leaning forward, she rested her chin on Vynsand’s shoulder pad, her arms tightening around his waist. She felt a single hand grasp hers into a gentle squeeze and Andais found herself smiling again. Vynsand had taken them through the most picturesque spots in the valley and keeping to the main roads to avoid the wild beasts that ventured on the hill. They were soon riding up one of the inclines before reaching an outcrop that faced the entire Stormsong valley.

Gasping in delight, Andais was helped off the armoured warhorse and walked to the edge of the peak, staring out across the valley. She inhaled deeply and took in the fresh air of the mountains blowing down behind her just as Vynsand reached her side, their hands found each other again and though there was silence it was a comforting feeling between both. “Andais, I should tell you who I am” Vynsand began, the warlock turned to her companion and smiled wistfully “I shouldn’t have been pushing you these past few months, I trust you and you don’t have to show me if you feel uncomfortable” Vysand cupped her face in one of his hands “Are you sure?” his voice was uncertain and worried. Andais continued to smile “Yes”. This time it was the mage who issued the kiss.

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On their way back to Sagehold, Vynsand had teleported briefly from Andais’ side only to appear in the twilight holding a fresh Starlight rose. He kissed her fingertips before passing the glowing flower to the warlock who blushed again and was glad that the skies were darkening though she was certain that Vynsand with his elven eyes could see it. They reached the tidesages town and Vynsand sent his horse back with a stable boy, taking Andais to the inn for their usual dinner together. Discussions were light and merry, there was no talk of faction war or the current matters at hand. It was evident their relationship was blossoming.

LL LOTD: Hot Candy


tokkeki: “saku ”
Re-blogging three outfits from my alternate universe, all casual but keeping to the same theme as the previous fashion post of pink and black colour. It can be done whether flying on a long flight to a favourite destination, walking the streets of London or relaxing at home after a long day at work.

They all bring a personal touch for me as each has something featured in reality;
Seasoned traveller by lucilxlu featuring personalized coffee travel mugs
Seasoned Traveller: I love going to the airport whether it is personally going on a holiday with my parents or picking up family who have landed from overseas, there is always an exciting energy in any airport that I go to. My alternate self would be travelling a lot because of the industry that she works in. The only thing that is designer in this outfit is the heels belonging to Christian Louboutin. I also have travelled Emirates business class and it is divine!

Brit chic by lucilxlu featuring a bow blouse
Brit Chic: After being in London for 12 days this past September, I enjoyed it thoroughly and I would return there again and again if I had the money and time. My alternate universe self would have no problem flying there especially since her own celebrity boyfriend is British too. The whole outfit is feminine and cute with designer items such as the Valentino pink sandals, Burberry perfume and Gucci statement necklace. An ice-cream with two churros is a favourite snack to eat while walking around.

Bludger by lucilxlu featuring a white mug
Bludger: This LOTD is chilled out and in the comfort of my alternate self’s home in Los Angeles when she is not travelling or working. I own a pair of the unicorn slippers that are featured in this set and could see myself drinking miso soup in an oversized jumper and short shorts while brainstorming ideas for my next fantasy novel. There is nothing couture in this outfit but the make-up featured are made by Anna Sui.

Mood: Optimistic


As some of my regular visitors have noticed, I have privatised my entire diary and mood posts and for good reason. Last Friday at 7:22pm I recieved an email notification that threatened my personal safety, after notifying the police I went on a hiding rampage removing all real photos of myself and removing my Instagram from this blog. It is quite sad because I am a very open person and the fact I have to hide away because someone threatened physical harm is a sad reality of what people can be like in this world.

This is the same person that kept posting the same negative vitriol on my personal Instagram that I had to turn it private and turn off all comments in fear of this same anon coward from posting on my feed again. I will miss sharing my thoughts to cyberspace but for now I’m laying low. I will say this to everyone, bullying of any kind is a never good and karma always come back to those who desire to wish ill upon others.

LL LOTD: Paris Weekend



{Reblogged} I absolutely loved Paris while I was there last year and because of my love for the tv series Miraculous and working for a French hotel chain, I can’t really escape it. I am still trying to find a Polyvore replacement to create new tiles but so far it’s a bit bleak.

Featuring three outfits below for visiting Paris. I had lots of fun creating these;
Parisian kitty by lucilxlu featuring fake flowers
Parisian Kitty: Time for work for the fashion magazine and it means going to many capital cities to do interviews, find clothing of inspiration, take photos or even stand-in for the editor-in-chief. I absolutely love this outfit! The skirt is by Dolce & Gabanna, those hot boots are by Alexander McQueen and ice-cream wristlet is by Betsey Johnson (of course). It is blending something professional with the pink blazer and making it into something I would call my own. The scarf is directly from Sanrio online store and hair would be pulled into a neat bun, like I said it was fun to create.

Night out by lucilxlu featuring wall home decor
Night out: The celebrity boyfriend and I would go out with friends, whether his fellow stars or my own group and it wouldn’t be all just for work. This outfit is inspired by an all out, star-studded event and taken on Bastille Day. A known holiday to the French and something they celebrate as much as New Years eve. The outfit itself is not really a designer brand, more something I created together to have its own look of individuality. The harness mixed with the pink bustier by H&M and a ruffled, voluminous black skirt with pink lace underneath. The heels however are Christian Louboutin and purse by Yves Saint Laurent.

Feeling French by lucilxlu featuring wall home decor
Feeling French: I actually have pants in this outfit! I know normally my previous outfits have been dresses or skirts but these pink jeans by Hobbs were too cute, I had to style a look around them. It’s something worn in Autumn or beginning of winter, the top is a pullover by Philosophy di Lorenzo Serafini and made out of soft wool. The black embellished heels are by Dolce & Gabanna again and the necklace and bracelet are by Betsey Johnson. Are you all noticing a trend here on who I would pick in my alternate universe closet, if I had the money I would definitely spend it on these designers.

Story Time: Revelations

And into the new year I give you a new story

Brennadam Square, Stormsong Valley, Kul Tiras

The mini getaway to hone in on their skills as a scribe and alchemist extended into two more weeks within the green hills of Stormsong Valley. Andais Lu and Vynsand Runebane had now moved from Millstone Hamlet to the central hub of the region, the town of Brennadam. Mixed in with their schedules of training, they had picked up favours and pleas of help from the locals and once again the days began to blend together. The mage and warlock’s friendship had taken an interesting turn since that night they arrived at the miller’s village and both were unsure but wanted to see where it was heading.

In the inn that they were staying run by Terry Rigglesmith, Andais Lu returned home in the evening to a fresh Starlight rose sitting inside the vase on her bedside table. Each night it gave off a soothing blue glow and it made the young woman smile knowing who had given her the gift. During the day it was kept professional between the two and they focused on fixing the problems that arose for the Kul Tirans in Brennadam square, at night however their comradeship turned friendly and dinners together in the inn became a frequent occurrence.

Despite their relationship growing, Vynsand had still yet to reveal his face to Andais and she was growing more impatient with his secrets. She had tried to ask him over dinner but when it resulted in awkward silence, she decided to take matters into her own hands and try and find a solution, a magical way. That usually ended up in hilarious results that left the young woman not attempting to try again and memories forever planted in her mind. Andais decided it was futile for the elven mage to remove the hood and stopped pursuing on the endeavour. It still disappointed her and Vynsand picked up on her different moods.

One particular night after dinner, Andais Lu stood up from the table and excused herself for bed when she felt a gloved hand grab her outstretched arm “Wait…Andais” the deep tone of Vynsand’s voice resonated in her ears and she paused in her step. Turning to her friend, she watched him stand up before muttering “Follow me” but he did not release his hand on her arm. Andais arched an eyebrow but complied and followed him out of the inn. They were walking through the quiet alley beside their profession’s shops when Vynsand paused in front of her.

Andais waited patiently noting how the night sky seemed so clear today, still her hazel eyes stared at the back of Vynsand’s head waiting for him to say something more. “I know for the past year you have been wishing to see my face, there is a reason why I cannot disclose who I am to you Andais” Vynsand began and this made the warlock frown reaching over to touching his shoulder “I told you before Vyn, I do not care if you are disfigured or believe you look hideous” there was a quiet chuckle from underneath the Kirin Tor head piece “This isn’t about physical scars Andais…” Vynsand began, his gloved hands reaching up to pull at the ends of his hood–

BOOM!

Nearby an explosion sounded and a fiery ball crashed into the nearest shop. Screams were heard from inside and Andais Lu immediately sprung into action, running out of the alley and into the main square of the town. She watched as locals and fellow Alliance soldiers came running out of the buildings or began filling up buckets with water to douse the burning square. Andais looked up and turned pale while licks of fel fire crept into the corners of her eyes “The Horde…” she whispered her voice carrying venom. She did not see Vynsand stand beside her and look up, all she cared about was to remove the enemy.

Spreading her hands, Andais felt her familiar spell of Fire and Brimstone charge up her mana, the surging alchemist stone still embedded in her left bracer making it quicker for the warlock to cast her fiery magic. With an angry shout, Andais released an explosive Conflagorate on the closest descending blimp. The fel fire exploded upon contact with the gas contained balloon and the air ship soon fell from the night sky at a faster rate. The Horde that was on the ship quickly flew out of harms way. Andais casted again, releasing a combination of her first spell and now Incinerate into the charging Horde before her.

It was then the warlock realised, her mage comrade was no where in sight. Whirling about in her robes, the Verdant spheres bobbing above her auburn head, Andais’ fel green eyes widened in shock “Vynsand!” she called out above the warring factions and fleeing innocents. She could not see the mage anywhere and it began to cloud her thoughts of whether to attack the Horde or find her friend. Instead she quickly dispersed into the heavy crowds, ushering the locals to safety all the while dismantling the bombs set up by the squadrons of goblins.

Andais casted a Conflagorate on the nearest goblin before running to a huddled family in the corner of the inn and leading them to the town’s line of defense where Sergeant Calvin was giving out instructions to the Alliance champions who had also taken up residence in Brennadam. “I need some of you to dismantle the bombs from destroying our town completely, others need to help diffuse the fires burning and rescues innocents. But someone must be giving orders here. They know the plan, and I want to know the plan too” the warlock perked up at this and she raised her hand “Sergeant, I’ll go hunting for the perpetrator”.

The Kul Tiran soldier regarded the young woman surrounded by an aura of fel fire and nodded “Very well. Captain Lockjaw: I heard him conveying orders. Start with him, but beware of his magic!” Andais Lu smirked as she began jogging back into the chaos of the battle in the main square “He should beware of me” before disappearing into the crowds. It didn’t take long for the warlock to hear from those she assisted in the fight of the location of the undead caster. He was said to be on the outskirts of the town and held the plans sent to him by Lady Sylvanas. While only one Horde blimp remained as his getaway just in case things in Brennadan got too severe and he could easily escape from the carnage.

Andais gently lowered the child into the sobbing arms of his mother, giving him an affectionate ruffle of the hair, she continued her jog down the alleyway only to see a hobbling streak of purple and red. Narrowing her green eyes, Andais casted Fire and Brimstone once again, briefly tapping the bottom of her staff, Legionterror and running towards the running figure. Out in the open, she came face to face with the undead sorcrer who sneered at her from beneath his cowl. Lockjaw’s rotting hands began to glow blue as he casted and shouted in a choking cry “Death is the only way” launching meteors towards the warlock.

Quickly jumping out of the way, Andais dug her slippered feet into the soil and threw her fel fire towards the other caster, he hollered back as his robes were singed in green flames “The Burning Legion will take over your soul!” he spat out. This only angered Andais more and she kept releasing her spell Incinerate towards the undead male, the staff on her back opening a second portal and releasing more fel fire into the sorcerer’s back. Her hazel eyes now an eerie fel green, Andais stalked towards Lockjaw between her gloved hands the familiar spellwork of the Chaos Bolt forming.

“No one owns me” she snarled back before releasing the roaring bolt smacking into Lockjaw’s already crumbling body. He fell to the ground gasping his final breath “She… will rule… forever…” the undead caster spoke no more. Shifting through his burnt robes, Andais found the scroll with the detailed orders from the Banshee queen and she smiled triumphant tucking it into her Diabolic robe pocket. In the distance she heard the battle was ending as the singular Horde blimp quickly flew away from any trajectory arsenal. Her green eyes returning to their familiar hazel hue, Andais realised she had forgotten about Vynsand. Breaking into a jog, she headed back to the square, hoping that the elven mage was alright.

Walking through the mixture of injured soldiers and shaken villagers, Andais scanned each grouping for a pair of pointed ears poking out of a violet hood. Standing in the centre of the square, Andais held back a pained sob her thoughts immediately thinking the worst had happened to her companion. “Andais?” she heard his voice behind her and she spun around, leaping onto the elf who stumbled backwards holding her against him. Though his robes were a smoked or a bit torn, the mage was in one piece.

“Don’t scare me like that, where did you go?!” Andais’ muffled voice was heard against his shoulder, Vynsand sounded apologetic “I was portalling the trainers out of the market, our hub for inscription and alchemy is completely ruined”. Andais lifted her head to stare up at Vynsand, her hazel eyes brimming with tears “I thought you were gone” she mumbled “How could I Andais, I’m an elf” “That is no longer immortal” “Well I’m still before you aren’t I?” a small smile began to creep on the warlock’s face as she reached into the hood finding defined cheekbones and nodding quickly “Yes you are”.

Without thinking what she was doing or wondering how Vynsand would react, Andais leaned her face into his hood and her lips found his.

To be continued…