Seth - Blog Posts
There were so many good moments but this one made me tear up unexpectedly
Hi so I stormlight archives books and I keep thinking about the skybreaker ideals.
I think the fourth ideal of the skybreakwrs would be about forgiveness. Realizing that law is not always perfect. That there needs to be interpretation on the side of one laying down the law.
So the fourth ideal could be like. 'I accept that law is not perfect.' And sezth forgives himself for all he has done. Not completely of course. It is a journey. And that's what the words are about. Taking the next step to healing.
It does follows the pattern.
The first ideal is the ideal to start. To try again. To recognize that there is journey.
Second ideal is duty. To protect those who cannot protect themselves.
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Swearing to uphold the law
Third is the ideal of guidance : to protect even those one Hate as long as it is right.
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To follow an external law
Now the forth ideal is the ideal of acceptance: I accept that there will be those I cannot protect.
And it is stated that skybreakers and wind runners are not that different.
It makes sense that the fourth ideal of skybreakers is acceptance that law is flawed and forgives himself.
And i think kaladin is going to the king of new hearelds. His eyes are of rage. of jezriene king of hearelds. Lets see.
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Behold! The drawing that almost gave me a heart attack ❤️ despite the problems, it finished fine and I loved the result 🤙🏽
In case you don’t recognize, the boy is Seth, from In My Hands (Ashes AU, idk if this name is good, help), and the doctors are Sylris and Kenyan. Mostly, Sylris does all the stuff, and Kenyan is there as a support for them.
Seth has his hashtag now, if you want to check it out.
Seth Yaneh
From the modern AU (or a new story, I’m thinking about the name).
He is Kenyan’s and Sylris’s child, but not in the traditional way. They kinda rescued (kidnapped?……) him from a death scene, but Sylris went a bit too far on his cure. Let’s say he literally reset the kid and “programmed” him into believing they’re his parents.
They slay at parenting, don’t they? ☺️ /jk
Below, the moment Sylris first met him (cw: blood, abuse, death?)
Seth doesn’t remember about it, and he also doesn’t know how was his life before. Sylris has an idea of how it was after searching on it, but chose to not mention it to anyone. It’s like he deleted that child and created a new one: their precious son, Seth.
Radiant
It is fear that makes people act the way they do.They're scared of what they don't understand.
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I'm nothing like you, so stop talking like I am!
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The outside world is not a forgiving place, so never start a fight without knowing what you're fighting for and don't forget purpose of your strength.
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Music is a wonderful thing. No matter a person language or culture. A good Melody can consume their heart.
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Know that to fear others for their differences, batrays the lack of strength.
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If you had any strength in you than you wouldn't be afraid of the truth.
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How is acting like the people who hurt you gonna fix anything?
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You can do what's right without chosing a side.
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It's never too late to make a change.
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Execute or be executed.
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There's more prejudice in this world than I can stand.
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I never wanted to believe in someone this badly. If you know that it's real,than keep running. Run till you find your way to radiant.
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As long as you have love you can do anything.
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Don't mourn my death, celebrate my life.
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There are times when if you wish to protect the place you have no choice but to leave it.
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I know that you feel like you have to keep charging forward, it's cause regrets catch up with you when you slow down.
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Nobody's born human. Takes work to become one, right?
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People always believe whatevers most convenient for them.
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Isn't that amusing. You people are quite ridiculous. When something confines you, rather than confess your ignorance about it, you come up with a random explanation.
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You're gonna have to struggle like everyone else does.We all have things we have to push through.
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There are many actions that man are prised for, but when a women behaves the same way she'll be labelled as impertinent.
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Maybe you'll become a knight, maybe you won't. Either way you've done something to be proud of.
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If I do nothing I'll regret it, so I'll think as I move and fight for what feels right.
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Do you think you sound noble as you repeat the lies you've been told?
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It's the fear that gives you power.
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Why can't you let us choose what to do for ourselves. We don't have any interest in becoming slaves. You think we're less than human? You're the real slave, and I'd break your chains if I could, but they're in your heart and your mind and you put them on! You can weigh us down with shackles or toss us into cages, but sooner or later we'll break free of you. And weather you accept us or not we are human.
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This mag cover rewiring my brain chemistry I just gotta open it and stare sometimes
Seth Clearwater | Twilight | Not my gif | Requested
Seth: *smiles wide* I never thought I would find my imprint so quickly. And that she would be half-vampire
Y/N: *smiles* I didn’t know I could have a mate. And for him to be a shape-shifter.
Seth: *chuckles* I guess we’ll be just like Jacob and Nessie, huh.
Y/N: *laughs* Yeah, except I’m not a baby.
Seth: *laughs* That is very true. *looks you in the eyes and holds your hands* I know that we have just met each other, but I just know that you’ll be the best thing that has ever happened to me.
Y/N: *smiles wide* I feel the same way. *leans in and kisses him*
Requests are OPEN!
warning. eyestrain. if you're on max brightness and its 3 am proceed with causion. same if you hate a random dude on tumblr ramble for way to long. this includes more text then i care to admit.
icons of some hollow knight silksong characters except i really, and i mean really went overboard with special effects and other random stuff that mildly fits their character (and even that is somewhat questionable) to add as much eyestrain as i physically can and looks not bad. also i wanted to make more icons, but i lost interest and i really just wanna post something after no new art for like 2-3 weeks. also i used those custom pattens brushes to much and it shows.
this whole thing was me just wanting to draw trobbio once more and i thought 'why not an icon even though you've replaced your pfp not even a month', so i did. im not even gonna use it as a pfp, im just leaving it here and then i did the same for seth. and i spiraled from there.
trobbio is the only one without those outlines and it rally bothers me, but due to how i layered i cant fix it. it is what it is. also it makes it more flashy, and if someone here has a flashy icon its him.
seth's one is the least eyestrain one. but i like the darker tones, so im keeping it this way. honestly, might make it my pfp for a while. its probably my favorite one. yep, i peaked at the second one.
i was looking at references for sherma and saw someone drew him with those pink flowers and it was to cute not to steal. i forgot who made it, but just so you know: the flowers weren't my original idea.
this is my first lace icon. i dont really like it, so i made 2 for her. the only reason im posting it is cuz i've watd to much time on it.
and her's the second one. this one kinda mirrors hornet's icon. why? well good question dear viewer (or whatever you call someone who actually reads this (which if you do, thank you, i dont type these for nothing)). its because i can. also i still dont love how the second one came out. i guess not everyone can draw every character. partly due to her needle? sword? thing she fight with still has lines about as straight as i am, and likely she is as well. this is the one with the clearest use of a shape brush.
i hope hornets needle doesn't look thrown in, cuz thats exactly what i did. it was to kinda mirror lace's battle weapon and its kinda silvery and lace's is gold, and ok, you get it now. honestly, hornets one is one of my more favorites, even though the star brush is to obvious.
shakra's icon is ok. honestly, probably the least remarkable one. i dont really have anything interesting to add. ok 1 thing mildly interesting. i think this one took th longest to make the character for. thats about it really. and like lace, i can barely draw her. also why and how did i get worse at using star brushes? they weren't as obvious on the first few and on the last 3 it was clear as day. it is what it is i suppose.
also, before anyone asks, if you really, and i mean really somehow wanna use them, go ahead, credit is appriciated, though not needed. just dont say you made them alright. or do. idk why you wanna claim these are yours though, but i lack the ability to care, nor come after you irl. but please dont do it, its kind of an asshole move imo. if you still do, i guess i cant stop you, though if you steal art im just gonna assume you're kind of a prick to be around. also i still have enough material to make a part 2 (like carmlita and forg daughter). but im busy making other stuff rn.
Seth from Ennead #seth #enneadmanhwa #ennead #fanart #eygpt https://www.instagram.com/p/CeX1WvwOrpd/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
if you kin or simp for these 4 congratulations you’re my new best friend
WARNING: HAS SOME SPOILERS
1. Akito sohma
I don’t know the first episode I saw her I was like is this love? WTF MA’AM LOOK AT ME. I’m still salty she left me for Shigure. Season 3 fucked me up bad I love the Kyoru and Yumachi moments a lot but seeing Shigure meaning a manipulative bitch has me wanting to slap him.
2. Shen jiu (not shen yuan)
mf’s backstory has me crying tearing up print outs of Yue Qingyuan because STUPID QI-GE YOU DON’T HAVE 2 BRAIN CELLS DO YOU? I do not take criticism for kinning him go read his back story he only had qi-ge left in his life and YQY didn’t have the balls to come thru and tell him. I will forever hate Mu QingFang because bitch delivered medicine late to Qing Jing purposefully. In general I hate all the Peak Lords except SJ (LQG is still funny at times so kudos for that) because they ratted him out ヽ( `д´*)ノ.
3. Nie Huaisang
is it even a surprise this man is gorgeous af and bruh the amount of grief the resonated from him when NMJ died was enough to make me read and write canon-divergent fanfics where NMJ didn’t die and NHS didn’t have to suffer. Bro the fact that he revived Wei Ying surprised me and the bird scene the symbolism bro...... and yes he has a fan I have a thing for men/women with fans and green eyes. Don’t lie Nie Huaisang had us all fooled.
4. Zero Kiryu
ever had a crush that just doesn’t seem to leave you yea that’s what happened to me. And yes I still re-watched vampire knight twice this year because nostalgia and I was bored. Big mistake. I was contantly pointing at the tv either crying or cursing out Yuki because bitch who leaves THE perfect man and goes to your incest crazy brother. Bruh and Zero still loved Yuki like bro.... SHE HAD BOTH THEIR KIDS (mind you I love their daughters especially Ren because awooga she gorgeous and is exactly like her father). So yes I have a lot of bad blood with vampire knight’s ending my mans died and that piece of shit still lived what you expect.
5. Seth (Ennead)
SEASON 2 IS HERE WOOH AND IN THE FIRST CHAPTER WE SEE SETH BEING THE SAVAGE HE IS. Anyways as the last 4 Seth has well a lot of trauma. My guy is too beautiful to exist so he got well........ Anyways great character development ISIS AND OSIRIS SUCK MAKE THEM UNEXIST. And would you look at that he got Zeus on his simp line too. Seth might start out as a shitty abusive character at first but trust me you’ll learn to love him soon enough. His coping mechanisms aren’t well working anymore and Anubis is hating him. He’s a great father and husband no matter what.
wtf why did you read all of this? You just wasted 5 minutes of your life congratulations. This is just a pre-exam stress rant if you’re wondering. But yea if you kin for any or all of them dm me let’s have a talk about them sometime.
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For all that might have otherwise gone wrong, the darkness of momentary defeat had drawn Leviathan into the shadows. A place that didn't encompass the same disappointment for her that it did for so many. It was, instead, the same constant that the greater demon personified in the eons since tumbling from grace. The same place that those devoted would always find her. In every abyss conjured within themselves seeking something just a little darker - a little more powerful than the last. "Sentimentality doesn't become you, Tepiltzin." The arch of fondness tepid in the corner of her mouth is difficult to miss, there are few among the ranks of the Asphodel - scattered or no, that exist as far more than fodder. The hit she'd taken in lieu of Lilith's plan remained, and likely would for some time. Inevitable. Tiamat's destruction, while somewhat a surprise, had not been unanticipated. How could it, when the darkest beings in existence were brought together? "Your tenacity doesn't go unnoticed, however. A trait I've clearly overlooked in some of the others."
a starter for @fxllenpythia, where: gurl wherever pythia can be idk
The Criminal had survived countless years in his own solitary selfishness, he'd never needed a coven nor a pack of vampires; the once vampire had abandoned his own progeny countless of times and the Asphodel falling apart was a meaningless factor to him. The destruction of the book, however, Python's departure; that was everything to the liche who held onto so little. Such things were the few personal things the liche revolved upon and he'd not let them fade away into this new world that seemed so hellbent on destroying their path of greatness. "I was beginning to become a touch worried," everything he'd ever conquered in life had been under the direction of the greater demon and there was mild relief to find she did not simply fade away into defeat. They'd been destroyed before, a coven reduced to a slim margin of members, but they'd rebuilt from that, and they'd so do again, eventually.
@sethlozano location: necro world
Little more than the corner of Leviathan's mouth gave way to the satisfaction that each night brought forth. While the senate and their forces used the night to recoup, it was undoubtedly where they fared the greatest feat of all. Nothing turned the tides worse than fear and lunacy and as Pythia finds him among her coven, she greets him as an old friend, "Once more, I find myself impressed with your progression," August's depth of knowledge had never disappointed, and when she'd instructed Tepiltzin to source one of her own for an upgrade of sorts on his vampiric existence, the seraphim knew they would not be left hoping for more. "You'll be revered as you once were soon enough, we all will."
It’s about as much as she suspected, and rightfully, she could have trifled through his thoughts to establish as much, but she’d known Seth for long enough to offer him the courtesy of asking. “How lovely to know that some still hold onto some semblance of common sense then,” anyone who thought to look to the senate was foolish. It only served to curb the realities of the world as it was. Were creatures given the respect they deserved, the world would have fallen to the chaos she so desired to see it in. “And what do you look towards now? Has your outlook and desire for more swayed?” Again, actions speak far louder than words, but she doesn’t intend to be burned by one of her own while the Asphodel stumble closer and closer to their goal. “Is this your way of speaking for him?” Pythia muses with an ounce of amusement, already rather familiar with the vampire that he speaks of. “You wish him to remain.. untouched?” She’d spent some time within the mind of the former leech, undoubtedly, the thought of drawing him into the fold had already arisen in recent memory. “Would he swear to it? Or would you?”
The Pythia was once an entity in which he worshiped, each sacrifice among the concrete altar providing sustenance for the book in which the Senate and Archdruids attempted to impede. They had separated the book, plucking away it’s spine, the cover, the contents; pulling them to different places within different realms and still, they had failed. Believers such as Seth, practitioners of the infernal magic locked within each book, were the living proof of such potent beliefs that would keep the book from being null and void. Though he no longer had magic adeptly reigned at the fingertips, Seth’s knowledge of what once was, was vast and limitless. She’s to be respected and yet the Criminal laughs at the asinine nature of her question. It’s a fair question though Seth has never been technically rational; the Necronomicon had blackened his soul and the descent which he’d taken within vampirism had only fragmented his mind further, “The Senate doesn’t serve me, I don’t look towards them.” Normally, he’d disregard his progeny and yet somehow, one in particular had found their way back, “I do have one progeny here but the others, well, the only thing we share in common is our bloodline, nothing more.” He thought of Dominic, once branded as Felix the Leech, but said nothing on the matter.
“Ah,’ the sound drew out as she watched his haphazard gesture, “I certainly hear that nostalgia is a bit of a fickle bitch.” Perhaps for all of those beyond her. It wasn’t exactly something that had ever pressed concern into the forefront of her mind. Pythia wasn’t one to wonder on past or future endeavors. Taboo, all that she’d offered had always existed in the darkest corners of magic, all those that sought to tether themselves knew the risk. Knew how quickly they’d fall into the realms of pariah among their own people. An inevitability. That hadn’t taken the sharp sting out of the slaughter that he’d suffered. A shame and a waste, even if his soul bolstered the book and her regardless. It seemed as time passed, the commitment of those that pledged themselves to the Asphodel grew less stern. The followers of yesterday were certainly something else. “Between your willingness and the knowledge you bring with you, I’m certain I can find something to do with you. How close are you to the others of your bloodline? The senate?” It’s an immediate thought, and as much as she expects an answer, already she is sifting through ways in which she could use Seth for her own gain. “I have a few witches you can see, they can bolster your enhanced abilities, give you a little more... bite, if you should so wish it.”
fxllenpythia:
It was a strange thing, to be so connected to so many. To hear so many thoughts and feel the tremor of even their deepest, darkest emotions. However deeply buried they might have been, she felt them, a distant tremor in the base of her skull that she could so easily diminish. To reach out and pull at a single string and watch the entwinement of all who belonged to her and the book unravel within the palm of her hand. Too often, it left her giddy. “Tepiltzin, I was wondering when you’d find your way back to me.” They always did - it wasn’t often that one could experience all that she could offer and find such an infinite way to sever themselves. Greed was a rife poison that lingered in even the most well-rounded of creatures. Without second thought, she moves; each step neither too prominent nor inaudible as she finds herself within reach, fingertips shifting the flesh of his upper lip until she can press the pad of her thumb into the fang that elongates under the will of her own thought, “I’m not sure I like you better this way, but I suppose we shall see, won’t we?” Her vessel bleeds, a bead of crimson growing until it spills onto his lip. Even as one of the fallen, the power she carries stains that of the being she possesses, offering him but a menial taste of what he’d once had. “Is that what this is about? You want to join the band of God-killers?”
Seth always garnered this irreverent sense. As a druid he was heedless and adamant in his pull to power, betrayed his own family, slaughtered those who looked to him for guidance. It had led him to the Pythia, a gravelly promise whispered into the night of something more, trials toiled away on. “I don’t know,” it’s a frivolous response paired with a careless shrug, he never liked to seem too eager even in light of a greater demon who’d pulled the strings of life and death to slaughter a god. “I just wanted to see if the past was still interesting.” He’d gotten a rather cult following of his druid community, all in lieu of Pythia’s influence, but they’d turned against him, placed him on the blood-soaked slab of concrete to slaughter in retribution. Dedication to Mars was faint, he was a vampire by circumstance not by solidified choice; his sire had offered him the pieces to the puzzle and he’d taken them with interest only spurred by ego. He’d be a weakness if he could not capitalize on newfound abilities bestowed upon him. “I’m not sure what use a vampire would be to you, but here I am regardless.” Seth presents himself on the basis of curiosity, his past was molded and refined by the Necronomicon, it wasn’t necessarily easy to abandon, especially as their influence of followers cropped up again.
It was a strange thing, to be so connected to so many. To hear so many thoughts and feel the tremor of even their deepest, darkest emotions. However deeply buried they might have been, she felt them, a distant tremor in the base of her skull that she could so easily diminish. To reach out and pull at a single string and watch the entwinement of all who belonged to her and the book unravel within the palm of her hand. Too often, it left her giddy. “Tepiltzin, I was wondering when you’d find your way back to me.” They always did - it wasn’t often that one could experience all that she could offer and find such an infinite way to sever themselves. Greed was a rife poison that lingered in even the most well-rounded of creatures. Without second thought, she moves; each step neither too prominent nor inaudible as she finds herself within reach, fingertips shifting the flesh of his upper lip until she can press the pad of her thumb into the fang that elongates under the will of her own thought, “I’m not sure I like you better this way, but I suppose we shall see, won’t we?” Her vessel bleeds, a bead of crimson growing until it spills onto his lip. Even as one of the fallen, the power she carries stains that of the being she possesses, offering him but a menial taste of what he’d once had. “Is that what this is about? You want to join the band of God-killers?”
a gift for @fxllenpythia,
note: kisskiss, love a beca
The Necronomicon and, tethered by that, the Pythia had once consumed his druidic life. When Seth had come forth a vampire, progeny of Mars, life was so drastically transformed that he thought little of his former proclivities, relished in wreaking newfound havoc with new abilities, lost sight of his former pursuit of necromancy. What worth was it to a vampire? Seth had never once aligned himself with anything or anyone, every ambition or desire claimed was for his own selfish gain, but the Asphodel had killed the First; a God. That was worth it’s weight in gold, it was something he could see his own former smarts within necromancy, his power now as a vampire, embellished by. “Remember me?” He’s emptily teasing, the Pythia had so many under their command, the Criminal couldn’t imagine they’d know each and every one, still there was flattery in recognition and Seth pitifully held out silent hope. He’s casual, like some louche predator despite the fact the Pythia is far more influential and menacing, Seth leans on the wall behind him, grinning as though they’re old friends, “Whatever God is next on the list, I’m interested.”