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harmoonix · 6 months

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Nature's Alurre

° Short Astrology Observations °

H a r m o o n i x

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❀ -> Ceres Asteroid (1) at 6°, 18° 10°, 22° degrees can end up working in a comforting space/place for them, something about their work is very dear to them

❀ -> Sagittarius Degrees (9°. 21°) in your big 3 make you "wild", you seek for curiosity, for knowledge, for adventure, for passion all these combined make you fierce

❀ -> Someone with an Water Sign in their 6th house/Moon in the 6th house has a deep love for animals, they love animals and can find a comfort when they're around

❀ -> Ceres (1) in your 1st house/Ceres aspecting the ascendant are the type of people who need to nurture themselves first instead of nurturing others

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❀ -> Moon square/opposite/conjunct Uranus are going through 100 moods every day, I don't think they can function if they stay in one mood because their own nature is to be able to feel everything at once

❀ -> Neptune trine/sextile/conjunct Sun are the type of people who always want to be in a good mood and try staying positive about the things in their lives

❀ - If earth Venus would be described by emoji: 🌍🧚🏼‍♀️✨💚💲🍵🥗☘️ these would mostly be their most used emoji

❀ -> Pandora asteroid (55) aspecting the ascendant or in the 1st house. Can be the type of people everyone has questions about or is curious to know more about, it can even indicate that person who ask you a lot of questions and they don't like your answers/replies to their questions

❀ -> Ceres (1) in Scorpio/8th house may need sex to nurture themselves, natives with these placements can be highly sexual and sometimes can even seek for it

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❀ -> Asteroid Angel (11911) aspecting the Moon can indicate that your angels may protect/guide you through your mother, for some of the natives their mothers could've be their biggest protector, if this doesn't relate to you then your angels may have an motherly energy when they're around you

❀ -> Sun/Saturn in the 12th house can indicate daddy issues, and no.. not that type of daddy issues where girls try to date guys with 100 yrs older than them, it actually indicates issues with your father or an absent father

❀ -> For people with Chiron in the Pisces/12th house, they can heal with music, if you're in a bad mood just listen to some music it may help your mood in that situation

❀ -> I don't know why but so many people tend to ignore "Parallels" in their chart, parallels share an close energy to the same aspects as "conjunction" . And they're so underatted, we need to cancel the person who said they are not important.

♥️♥️♥️Here is a post about how you can find your Parallels in your chart ♥️♥️♥️:

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❀ -> Did you actually knew that you have a guiding planet in your chart? Your guiding planet is supposed to help you understand this life and it's lessons better and to help you in your everyday day, to know what planet you have as a "guide" you need to look at your chart and find the closest planet to your Sun. (if you have multiple planets conjunct Sun then find the conjunction with the closest degree)

For example: In my birth chart Venus is the closest planet to my Sun, they're not conjuncting but they're at 1 sign apart from eachother. That makes Venus the closest planet to my Sun...now it's your turn to find yours 🥰

❀ -> Asteroid Nike [307] shows victory/something you'll accomplish in your chart

Example:

Nike in the 10th house = good job/career

Nike in the 8th house = transformation about yourself

Nike in the 2nd house = your finances/money. Usually Nike in the 2nd house can indicate being wealthy

Nike in the 7th house = relationships/marriage

If you have Nike in none of these houses then look in this photo: Here are all house descriptions for every house specifically

❀ -> Gemini/Sagittarius placements can be very talented in writing, is way easier for them to describe something while writing

❀ -> Mercury in 10°, 22° degrees can have it hard when it comes to explaining things, they may also struggle with finding the perfect words in a conversation, on the other hand you choose your words with a good mindset

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❀ -> Aquarius Juno/Juno in the 11th house > Don't get in relationships with people who seem strict/manipulative and obsessive, you need freedom in a relationship the most, is way better than being like a bird blocked in a cage 100%

❀ -> Aries Juno/Juno in the 1st house > They desire someone intense, who can understand them perfectly. Someone who can be there for them. Don't settle for less. You desire someone who can be more than a lover to you, to be half of your soul

❀ -> Eros (433) in Libra/in Libra Degrees (7°,.19°) are seeking for true love, they want to have that true love like in movies and they really desire it

❀ -> Eros (433) in Cancer/in Cancer Degrees (4°,16°,28°) seek for a nurturing love, they'll love to nurture and take care of eachother

❀ -> Eros (433) in Sagittarius/in Sagittarius Degrees (9°, 21°) seek for a partner who they can share the craziest things with, they'll love if you will hang out with them in a adventure/place where they may like to go

❀ -> People with an Earth sign in their 8th house may have an husband/spouse who can work hard, because the 8th house also represents your spouse resources and the earth signs are usually the one who work the hardest for what they got/have (It also shows deep respect for eachother)

❀ -> I'm gonna tell you that if you love someone with Virgo Venus/Venus in the 6th house, make sure to use words of affirmation when you are with them because it simply makes them to be better (be supportive)

❀ -> Psyche (16) is the asteroid who is the most connected to your soul, and it can describe a lot of things about it based on the sign/house the degree, and the aspects

For example:

Psyche in the 4th house may be very connected to their family/especially on their mother side, their soul may feel safe around females

Psyche aspecting Uranus shows a soul of an artist who is constantly changing and evolving in something better, also there is something striking about them

Psyche in Scorpio/Cancer/Pisces may have an thing for physical touch, bounding, and dedication, their soul can be highly emotional

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🌼 Today is such a good day for shorty astro observations, coming back with a theme that so many of you like it, I rarely post on Saturdays so here we go🌼

🌼 Have a blessed day everyone and I'll see you all again at the next post 🌼

Stay in harmony and peace together with the moon - H a r m o o n i x 🌙🌼

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green-with-envy-phandom-event · 7 days

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The Final Scores are in!

(lines by @ovytia-art, @jamiethebeeart, @maebird-melody, @hannahmanderr, @dashing-through-ecto, @minnowmarsh, @dashing-through-ecto)

Congratulations Red Team for filling some very big shoes and taking home the gold!

We did it, Guys~! Green With Envy 2024 is now officially over! Thank you so much to everyone who participated!

@echo-does-art, @half-deadmagicperson, @goodfish-bowl, @ectoblastfromthepast, @furiarossa, @fuyuthefoxwriter, @brothebro, amazing work!

You managed to submit 219 colors in one month!

Pre-Bonus Points Scores

Red - 1832 Blue - 1409 Yellow - 1524 Brown - 703 Green - 109 Purple - 307 Pink - 304

Orange - 347 Black - 297 White - 191

Post-Bonus Points Scores

Red - 2507 Blue - 1920 Yellow - 2145 Brown - 830 Green - 154 Purple - 444 Pink - 434 Orange - 457 Black - 387 White - 256

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If anyone wants to color line art from the 2024 event, these lines are now open for anyone to color, just make sure to read the notes the line artists left you and credit them when you post a color! Last year's (2023's) stuff can also be found here.

MVP’s for Bonus Points Across All Teams Under the Cut!

The top 3 bonus point earners overall were:

@jamiethebeeart from yellow team with 230 points

@ecto-stone from blue team with 194 points

@half-deadmagicperson from red team with 164 points

Here's how well colorists scored with the Mods for slower, but more detailed colors! Each color of this type that we could spot earned that participant 5 additional points!

These people all did Palette Challenges, earning them 3 additional points per entry!

@lavendarlily x9, @craftybookworms x6, and @half-deadmagicperson x1

These people colored in bulk, with every 25 pieces netting them an additional 10 points!

@nanaarchy x2, @fuyuthefoxwriter x2, @half-deadmagicperson x2, @reading-wanderer x2, @jamiethebeeart x2, @balshumetsbaragouin x1, @echo-does-art x1, @furiarossa x1, @ecto-stone x1, @marzfartz x1, @moonfoxgazer x1, @audaciousanonj x1, and @sherry-a-h x1

These 11 people successfully poached points!

Yellow Team @reading-wanderer got x4, @moonfoxgazer got x2, and @marzfartz got x2 For a total of 8 Poaches and 160 points Red Team @half-deadmagicperson got x3, @goodfish-bowl got x1, @echo-does-art got x1, and @brothebro got x1 For a total of 6 Poaches and 120 points Blue Team @ecto-stone got x2, and @sherry-a-h got x1 For a total of 3 Poaches and 60 points Brown Team @audaciousanonj got x1 For 20 points Orange Team @craftybookworms got x1 For 20 points

These people had some extra creative colors, which each earned 5 additional points!

@lavendarlily for their animated lightning @craftybookworms for their creative use of the empty countertop @minnowmarsh for their 3D papercraft @raaorqtpbpdy for spending a very long time adding in sheen effects and using multiple types of coloring tools @raaorqtpbpdy for their elaborate mixed media background with the main art as a 3d floating element @echo-does-art drew and colored all the additional knives @brothebro for their creative punchline to the meme @ecto-stone for trying the hidden transparency trick for first time @ecto-stone for another transparency trick @ecto-stone for this lovely gif worm @moonfoxgazer for the outrageously cursed and elaborate OC Slackjaw born of Susi's lines @moonfoxgazer for their creative punchline to the meme @furiarossa for the above and beyond body and fur texture added to Susi's lines, paired with an amazing background @furiarossa for coloring the lines to look like a statue, and adding a ficlet inspired by the color @ventisettestars for this time intensive Hades coloring style @dreamwraith's VERY time-intensive traditional oil painting @marzfartz for their traditional watercolor with a really nice background @marzfartz for another lovely watercolor @ectoblastfromthepast for their super nice digital piece that took them 3 days of intense focus @summerssixecho for their scanned magazine digital collage @jamiethebeeart for this stunning digital piece that has such a lovely added background @jamiethebeeart for adding basically a whole story to the background of their color @jamiethebeeart for adding a background that just really fit the vibes of the line art perfectly @jamiethebeeart for their portal accident animation @pokerust for their papercraft @goodfish-bowl for their amazing paint pour background @sherry-a-h for their diamond painted furby

Thanks so much everyone for all your hard work to make this such a successful event and we hope to see you again next year~!

Looking for the 2024 Masterpost? Looking for links to last year's stuff? 2023 Free-To-Color Line Art 2023 Event Decal 2023 Masterpost

#danny phantom #greenwithenvy2024 #2024 color #final score #2024 winners #points

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cryptid-manor · 5 months

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Citation: “Greenley Attic Footage,” Enhanced Frame 21119, altered to emphasize a hand-drawn figure corresponding to witness testimony, observed on a VHS tape marked as ‘Proof #07�� in Alistair Grant’s handwriting.

Medium: VHS tape, Maxell Standard Grade, Serial No. MX-307. Exact Timestamp: 01:23:47:12 (hh:mm:ss:ff). The tape was discovered during the investigation of the Greenley House disappearances, specifically in the attic of the Greenley House.

Discovery date: December 3, 1973, by Detective Harris McMillan. Following the initial discovery, the tape was secured and transported to the Westfield Police Department where it has been maintained in evidence locker #032.

Chain of custody: Detective H. McMillan (03/12/1973, 10:15) -> Evidence Processing Unit (03/12/1973, 11:00) -> Secure Storage in Evidence Locker #032 (03/12/1973, 11:45).

#cryptidcore #analog horror #cryptids #weirdcore #horrorcore #vhs aesthetic

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is-the-battlemech-cool-or-not · 2 days

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Status of Project HAGELSCHAUER

@karriethemechtech Yakima Proving Grounds reports that Project HAGELSCHAUER is complete. Gewitter's Clantech refit and general upgrade is complete. Skobel MechWorks sent over the new TRO for you to review, as you are the Black Watch's Chief MechTech now. See here:

BattleMech Technical Readout Name/Model: Atlas "Gewitter" AS7-K3-Tb Technology: Inner Sphere (Mixed) Technology Rating: F Tonnage: 100 Role: Sniper Configuration: Biped BattleMech Era/Year: Dark Age / 3150 Rules (Current): Experimental (Extinct) Rules (Era): Experimental Rules (Year): Experimental (Extinct) Total Cost: 35,416,333 C-Bills Battle Value: 2,509 Chassis: Foundation Type 10X-E Endo Steel Power Plant: Vlar ClanTech 400 XL Walking Speed: 43.2 kph Maximum Speed: 64.8 kph Jump Jets: Northrup 12000 Jump Capacity: 90 meters Armor: Durallex Ferro-Fibrous with CASE II Ferro-Fibrous with CASE II Armament: 2 ExoStar Pinnacle (Clantech) ER Large Lasers (C) 1 Krupp Sturmfeuer Light Gauss Rifle 1 Holly SRM 4 w/ Artemis IV FCS (C) Manufacturer: Defiance Industries, Skobel MechWorks Primary Factory: Hesperus II (DI), Yakima Proving Grounds, Terra (SMW) Communications: Clan-enhanced Angst Discom with Nova CEWS Targeting & Tracking: Clan-enhanced Angst Accuracy with Advanced Targeting Computer ================================================================================================ Equipment Mass Internal Structure: Endo Steel (C) 5.00 Engine: 400 XL (C) 26.50 Walking MP: 4 Running MP: 6 Jumping MP: 3 Heat Sinks (Double): 10 20 0.00 Gyro: Compact 6.00 Cockpit: Standard 3.00 Armor Factor: 307 16.00 Type: Ferro-Fibrous (C) Internal Armor Structure Value Head: 3 9 Center Torso: 31 50 Center Torso (rear): 12 R/L Torso: 21 34 R/L Torso (rear): 8 R/L Arm: 17 34 R/L Leg: 21 42 ================================================================================================ Weapons and Ammo Location Critical Tonnage Nova CEWS (C) H 1 1.50 Jump Jet CT 1 2.00 CASE II (C) RT 1 0.50 Jump Jet RT 1 2.00 Light Gauss Rifle (Ammo 32) RT 2 2.00 SRM 4 (Ammo 25) Artemis IV RT 1 1.00 CASE II (C) LT 1 0.50 Jump Jet LT 1 2.00 Light Gauss Rifle LT 5 12.00 SRM 4 w/ Artemis IV FCS (C) LT 1 1.00 Communications Equipment (3 tons) (C) RA 3 3.00 ER Large Laser (C) RA 1 4.00 ER Large Laser (C) LA 1 4.00 Targeting Computer (C) LA 4 4.00 Note: Equipped with RISC Heat Sink Override Kit & RISC Super-Cooled Myomer ================================================================================================ Alpha Strike Statistics Point Value (PV): 55 TP: BM, SZ: 4, TMM: 1, MV: 8"/6"j Damage: (S) 3 / (M) 3 / (L) 3, OV: 1 Armor (A): 10, Structure (S): 5 Specials: CASEII, ECM, MHQ4, NOVA, OVL, PRB, RCN The Atlas AS7-K3-Tb "Gewitter" is subject to the following Design Quirks: Accurate Weapon (Light Gauss Rifle) Battlefists Combat Computer Command 'Mech Difficult to Maintain Distracting Improved Communications Improved Sensors Multi-Trac Stablized Weapon (Light Gauss Rifle) Variable Range Targeting

What do you think, Karrie?

#battletech #mechwarrior #story event #oc rp #tactical information

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pastanest · 1 year

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if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @dreatine - thanks so much!! ♡

Spencer Reid x she/her!reader

Always Been You

It was around 3am when Spencer’s phone awoke him. He recalls it being around 3am rather than a specific time because the sound that greeted him in consciousness was your favourite song, which he had selected as your ringtone, and the fact that you had called him at a time when he had been sleeping meant that he was already far too distracted by thoughts of you to take notice of what the exact time was. For a genius, and for someone who takes as much notice of every little thing as Spencer can, this action alone was enough to give away how head over heels in love with you he was. By the fifth word of the first line of the song, Spencer had answered your call, and before he could utter a word, the sound of your sobs getting caught in your throat caused his entire body to malfunction, reboot, and go on full alert in under a second.

“Spencer...h-he’s gone!” You managed to say before bursting into tears again.

Of course, your best friend on the other end of the phone knew actually who and what you were referring to.

“I’ll be there in five minutes and thirty two seconds, count for me, I’ll stay on the line.” Spencer encouraged as he practically flew out of bed, knowing that his presence and having you count would be two much needed distractions for your state of panic.

“O-Okay.” You answered, while Spencer clumsily shoved his feet into a loose pair of shoes.

“1, 2, 3...” You began, your best friend throwing on a shirt and expertly holding the phone to his ear using his shoulder so that he could hear you, and respond to you immediately if you had any reason to stop counting.

“...9, 10...” And he was out the door, bounding down the hall of his apartment block to the elevator, knowing you needed him more then ever.

“...60, 61, 62...” Spencer had reached his car, and he was reversing out of the parking lot with a determination that made him a force to be reckoned with if any irritable 3am drivers sought to interrupt his journey.

“...116, 117, 118...” He was almost halfway to your apartment and he could hear that your breathing had calmed considerably, your voice quieter in between sniffles.

“Im still here, it’s alright. Keep counting for me, you’ve got this.” Spencer told you, his tone soft as he spoke into the silence left by you pausing your count.

“Thank you.” The words were broken, and so sad, but always grateful, and with that you continued.

Another two minutes passed before Spencer found himself pulling up outside your apartment block. Despite the rush he was in, he did his best to shut his car door quietly, because he knew you liked to have the window open whatever the weather and he didnt want to risk frightening you with a loud noise, even if it was three floors below the room in which you were crying.

“...243, 244, 245...” Your voice spoke in Spencer’s ear as he bounded through the doors of your apartment block.

He stood at the elevator, tapping his foot and jumping on the spit impatiently, before deciding that he couldnt wait the two extra seconds, and he headed for the stairs. By the time he reached your door, Spencer realised that his estimation of how long it would take for him to reach you was a little inaccurate, which again goes to show how much worrying about you really affects him.

“...307, 308, 309...” He was reaching for the spare key hidden on top of your door frame, the one that was reserved just for him.

“...3110, 311, 312, 3-”

And then he was face to face with you, the rest of the number lost to the silence as your eyes met his. Spencer’s gaze focussed only on the image of you, curled up on the floor by the window, wearing a soft pyjama set that he knew to be one of your favourites, in your arms you clutched a picture frame close to your chest, but Spencer couldnt see the picture within it because you had it as near to your heart as you could get it.

Seeing Spencer, you released the picture frame, but it fell against your chest, continuing to conceal whichever photograph you were treasuring. You held your arms out to him, and he knew it was safe for him to run to you without scaring you, so he did just that. Once he was within grabbing distance, you took ahold of his face in your hands, your tearful eyes searching his. Spencer noticed this was something you always did upon being upset in front of him, he never asked why and you never explained, but he realised that in your moments of distress, being able to see that he was alright was reassuring to you, and that warmed his heart. He held your hands against his face, gently tracing his thumbs over your knuckles.

“I overestimated, it only took five minutes and thirteen seconds to get here, Im sorry I made you think it would take longer.” Spencer apologised, his voice careful.

Rather than replying, you simply shook your head, indicating that you saw no reason for him to be sorry, but Spencer was not comforted by your lack of response.

“Talk to me, buttercup.” He used your favourite nickname that only he ever called you, and that was all it took.

Your lip began to tremble, your chin wobbling with it as tears clouded the view of Spencer almost to unrecognisable. Almost. But he knew you so well, and he was quick to assess what you needed as soon as he could; before a single tear fell, you found yourself in his lap, your face in his chest and his arms holding you tightly. You sobbed into his chest, unable to form a single word, and he was smart enough - even when in love - to know that now was not the time to ask questions. Instead, it was the time for comfort, and he was always ready to offer that to you in whatever form you needed. He ran his fingers through your hair, drew patterns on the back of your pyjama shirt with his fingertips, rocked you back and forth in his lap while shushing you gently as your tears soaked through his shirt. It was only then, Spencer glanced around your apartment.

Mess. All he saw was mess. Shelving units had been pushed over, glass ornaments you adored were reduced to shattered pieces in the floor, the wooden table had a hole punched through it and the chairs had been thrown at the walls. If Spencer didnt know enough about the situation already, he would assume that you had been robbed, or someone had attempted to take you. Instead, someone had gotten angry and destroyed the things you worked hard to buy. The ornaments that you never failed to tell Spencer about every time he came over, which all had unique stories of the garage sales or antique auctions you’d found them at. The table and chairs that you had used to treat Spencer to countless homecooked recipes that you had just learnt. Well, you would say countless, Spencer would say 56.

Within the mess, though, Spencer noticed something odd. Not a single picture frame had been taken off the walls, nor had any photograph you displayed on a shelf been damaged. Every picture of you and the man Spencer hated more than anything in the world, was still intact. So what was the photograph that you were still keeping close to your chest?

That wasnt important, not then at least. He needed to get you out of that environment, that was his priority.

“Do you want to stay with me tonight? There’s shattered glass everywhere, it’d take at least another hour to clear it all up until it was safe to walk around, and you need to get some rest.”

All he got in response was a nod against his chest, and that was enough. Without any further questions, Spencer helped you to your feet and then lifted you to carry you bridal style, which he would have done even if you werent barefoot in a room with glass all over the floor. He carried you to your room and gently placed you on the bed, where you sat up and immediately reached for his hand. Squeezing it gently, Spencer gave you a reassuring smile, and you managed the weakest of smiles back. He kept ahold of your hand as he found your over night bag, which he packed with items you would need, each of which he showed you and waited for you to give a nod of approval before he placed them in the bag. Once the bag was packed, Spencer helped you into a pair of shoes and you stood, placing the picture frame face down on your bed while he held out a jacket for you. The photograph was back in your arms as soon as the jacket was on.

On the way back to Spencer’s apartment, he put your playlist on to fill the silence with something he knew you enjoyed, and one of your hands kept ahold of his arm as you stared out of the window in a daze, the picture frame locked under your other arm.

When you arrived at your destination, Spencer opened your door for you and helped you out, sensing that the whole situation had exhausted you substantially. You walked slightly behind him, holding onto his arm, like a child being led back to their room by a grownup after a nightmare, exhausted but kept awake by the fear that loomed over you.

It wasnt the first time you had stayed the night at Spencer’s. Prior to getting into a relationship, sleepovers with your best friend were a regular occurrence, despite spending all day everyday at each other’s sides at work, sometimes that wasnt enough. Sometimes, you both needed your best friend for just a little longer. But that hadnt happened for a long time, for the year and a half you were in a relationship you hadnt visited Spencer at all. He had stayed at your place for dinner multiple times, but you never visited him, always making up an excuse when he tried to invite you over, because unlike you, when Spencer was at your house he had the strength to leave. But as you stepped into his apartment, memories flooded your mind. The countless times you had played boardgames together sat on the floor of his living room, how you’d helped him paint the walls and hang new pictures up, the mass of books he let you borrow from that bookshelf, the dinners and desserts you cooked in that kitchen, and the laughter. The chorus of yours and his laughter sounded faint and distant, but not out of reach.

Spencer led you to his room and opened his closet.

“You can take anything for a change of clothes, and if you’d like to have a shower, it’s all yours. Make yourself at home.”

You smiled weakly. “I’ve missed home.”

Spencer’s face visually fell at the meaning behind your words. This was what you regarded as home, not your own place with your boyfriend of over a year. What Spencer didnt realise was that he had in fact misunderstood you. His apartment want your home, he was.

Once you’d taken a shower, you re-entered Spencer’s room and started flicking through the clothes in his closet. You settled for a shirt that you had seen him wear more times than you could count, it felt the most him, and as soon as you slipped it over your head, his scent enveloped you.

Your best friend knocked on the door lightly, and you called to him to come in, which he did, a small smile on his face. That smile grew exponentially when he saw you wearing his shirt, despite him expecting the sight, nothing could have prepared him for it. Spencer noticed the picture frame that you had left face down on his bed, and he frowned curiously, walking over to it without looking at you. The sound of your heartbeat filled your ears, and as he lifted the frame to turn it over in his hands and see the picture it held, you froze in place. Spencer had expected to see a picture of you and your ex, assuming that you were clinging to a happy memory. The latter was correct, but the happy memory you were clinging to was Spencer’s 27th birthday, three years ago, which consisted solely of a sleepover at your place, bundled up in blankets, just the two of you. It was at the end of the first movie that you pulled out a disposable camera you had bought for the occasion, and the two of you smiled together, laughing slightly at your effort to hide the disposable camera all that time. You had gotten the picture printed large enough to fill a picture frame, which Spencer now held in his hands, staring down at the picture, slightly distorted by the broken glass that sat in front of it. He was about to ask why you had treasured that photograph in particular, but before he could, he heard you sniffle, and Spencer forgot any question he had.

“H-He broke it! Everything that involved you! All of it! E-Everything that made me feel at home.” You blurted out hurriedly, stumbling over your words as tears stung your eyes.

Spencer took two quick strides to reach you and pull you into his arms.

“Why did he do that?” He asked, not understanding why your ex would destroy things that meant so much to you that all specifically linked to him.

“B-Because he knew, he f-figured it out!” You cried, the tears falling freely from your stinging eyes. Spencer gently moves you to his bed and keeps you in his arms as you both lower yourselves to sit on the edge of it, with the photograph on Spencer’s lap. He carefully pulled away from you, just enough to see your face, and the pain on your countenance as you cried broke his heart.

“What did he figure out?” He asked quietly, his curiosity eating him alive.

At first, you didnt answer, you couldnt, the words were too heavy, too full of a meaning that scared you so much. But you knew it was time. The truth had been suffocating you for far too long, and after attempting to distance yourself from it in the hopes it would simply evaporate, you knew the truth was sticking around. So, in the quietest, most vulnerable voice that had ever passed your lips, you told him.

“It’s always been you.”

Spencer’s mind went blank. He was a smart man, a genius, and his extensive knowledge on everything included the art of what it means when things are left unsaid, the weight such short phrases can have. If he had heard this as an outsider, if he wasnt directly involved, he would know exactly what those words meant. But it was you, it was him, and he could not believe that you had intended to say the words he’d been dying to hear.

“What do you mean?”

His question was innocent and curious, but you couldnt help laughing. Of course his mind would short circuit at the one time you didnt want to elaborate. Spencer couldnt help but notice the conflict in his heart at seeing you chuckle through your tears.

“Since the start, it’s always been you. I thought it was simple at first, something I’d just get over, but everyday I got to know you better, everyday I learnt more amazing things from you and about you. You became my favourite person in less than a day, stole my heart the second you introduced yourself, and you had the audacity to hold onto it for all these years. When I met him and there was a shred of a spark, I threw myself at it, desperate to find something that wasnt as doomed as my feelings for you. But it was never going to work. Keeping myself away from you as much as I did only hurt me more, the feelings I had no longer brought excitement and butterflies, instead painful sadness because I was even less likely to have your heart in return for giving you mine. H-He figured it out, he accused me of being in love with you, and when I couldnt deny it... he, he lost it, to say the least. Broke e-everything that reminded him of you. I-I didnt mean to hurt him Spencer, I did love him, I did, but not enough, I could never love anyone else, because it’s you. It’s always been you.”

By the end of your speech, your tears had slowed, and Spencer understood that talking about him in any capacity was enough to calm you, which warmed his heart. Your words were sinking in, slowly, and he processed them so quickly his head was spinning.

“Why did you think your feelings for me were hopeless?” Spencer questioned, that particular sentence not making sense to him.

You shook your head and met his eyes “Really, Spencer? Do you honestly think Im delusional enough to believe I had even a fraction of a chance with you? You’re a perfect genius, and Im just...me.”

It was Spencer’s turn to chuckle. “The only correct thing you just said is that you are you. The only person that laughs at my stupid jokes, the only person to smile and encourage my rants and fact-explosions, the only person to actually like me enough for me to believe it, the only person who makes me light up at the mention of her name, the only person I have ever felt safe enough to give me heart to. You are you, and you, (Y/N), are everything I’ve ever dreamed of, and so, so much more.”

Your heart skipped a beat. Or did it stop completely? You couldnt tell, you were too busy floating up into the clouds, ready to take your place among the stars, because you were glowing just like them. You stared at Spencer, fresh tears filling your eyes, but this time there was no pain in sight. Instead, a wide grin spread across your face, which Spencer reflected back at you. Soon enough, the two of you were laughing, unable to comprehend how ridiculous you had both been to hide your feelings for so long, to go to such extents to distance yourselves, to not just say it. Once you had quietened down, a question hung in the air, an uncertainty regarding what was going to happen next, and you locked eyes, waiting, until...

“So, wanna go on a date sometime?”

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through the hourglass 307. brb x oc

a/n: oh god its so hot in here h e l p (comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none uwu

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Beatrice woke up to her phone ringing, repeatedly, over and over and she frowns, covering herself with the covers and turning to the side. The phone continued and she finally figured out that the tune was Jerry Lee Lewis’ Great Balls of Fire.

Rooster.

Rooster was calling.

With a groan, Beatrice fumbled for her phone on the nightstand, and she swiped to answer, her voice muffled by sleep.

"Rooster?”

“Hey gorgeous…did I wake you up?”

“Um…no,I,”she pauses “Well,yes but I was about to wake up…is everything okay?”

“I just wanted to hear your voice.”

The soft glow of morning seeped through the curtains as Beatrice sat up in bed, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she continued the conversation with Rooster. "Well, I'm glad you called," Beatrice replied, a genuine smile playing on her lips. "What's going on? How was the mission?"

Rooster's voice, though crackly through the phone,felt much lighter. "Mission went well, Bea. We handled it. I just wanted to check in on you."

Beatrice couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth at his concern. "I appreciate that, Rooster. Everything's fine here, just another day in the life."

Rooster chuckled,god she loved his voice. "I know. How are the kids?"

"They're doing great," Beatrice replied, glancing over at the little alarm clock on her nightstand,seeing her alarm was turned off and she knew it was her mother’s doing immediately. "Mom and Dad are here, actually. They stayed overnight."

"That's good to hear. Tell them I said hi."

"I will," Beatrice said, her smile widening. "...so, the mission went well then?”

"Yeah, it went smoothly. McAllister's shaping up to be a fine pilot. We make a good team."

Beatrice couldn't help but feel a surge of pride for Rooster and the team's success. "I'm not surprised. You're the best, after all."

Rooster chuckled, a hint of humility in his tone. "Well,normally I’d have something witty to retort but…I’ll take that.” she hears him sigh over the phone, the sound of papers around, “Sorry,I’m finishing up the reports for the briefing.”

As Beatrice listened to Rooster's voice, she pulled her legs up so she could hug her knees

"I understand," Beatrice replied, her fingers idly playing with the edge of the blanket. "You know I appreciate you calling. It means a lot to me. And..you sound less stressed."

“Do I?”

“I’m your wife, honey,I know you.”

Rooster chuckled again, a warm, genuine sound that resonated through the phone. "Well, you have a way of calming me down, Bea. It's like my own secret weapon against stress."

She couldn't help but blush at his words. "I'm glad I can be that for you."

“That and much more,gorgeous.” he says “I have been sleeping better too.”

Beatrice couldn't help but feel a comforting warmth spreading through her as Rooster spoke. His words were a balm to her worries,warm like honey. Fuck she really missed him. "I'm glad to hear that, Rooster. You deserve a good night's sleep."

There was a brief pause on the line, and Beatrice could almost imagine Rooster's thoughtful expression. "You know," he began, "I was thinking, for the dinner once this is over…how about some Indian food?"

Beatrice's eyes lit up with anticipation. "That sounds wonderful, Rooster. I'd love that."

"Good. I've been missing you, Bea."

"I've been missing you too," Beatrice admitted, a soft smile gracing her lips. "But you're doing important work, and I'm proud of you."

He laughs so softly it’s almost dreamy "I appreciate that, Bea. It means a lot to me. Anything planned for today since your parents are there?"

"Oh, you know, the usual," Beatrice replied with a chuckle. "Mom's probably going to try and feed me more than I can eat, and Dad will tell his usual dad jokes. Maybe we'll take the kids to the park later. Just simple family stuff."

Rooster's laughter echoed through the phone. "Sounds like a perfect day. I wish I could be there with you."

"Me too," Beatrice admitted, a hint of longing in her voice. "But we'll have our Indian dinner to look forward to. And in the meantime, you focus on what you need to do. "

Rooster's tone softened. "I know, Bea. But you're always on my mind, no matter where I am."

Beatrice smiled, feeling a flutter of warmth in her chest. "Making me blush even from far away,huh Lt.?”

Rooster chuckled on the other end of the line. "Always, Mrs. Bradshaw. It's a talent."

Beatrice rolled her eyes playfully, savoring the affectionate banter. "So, any news on when you'll be back?"

There was a pause, and she could almost sense Rooster's expression once again. "Not sure yet. We have a few more missions lined up, but I'll keep you posted. Hopefully, sooner rather than later. Far as I know we are still in the three months timeline"

"Okay," Beatrice replied, "We'll have plenty of catching up to do when you're back."

The connection between them held a poignant mix of love and longing, a bridge that spanned the physical distance separating them. Rooster sighed on the other end of the line, a sound that carried both the weight of duty and the ache of separation.

"I can't wait for that, Bea. And when I'm back, I promise to make it up to you."

Beatrice couldn't help but chuckle. "You better. Maybe…we can arrange something."

"Now that's a tempting offer. I might have to take you up on that." he says, more paper ruffling “You know the worst part of my job?”

“Paperwork?”

"Exactly," Rooster replied with a mock groan. "The paperwork never ends. But it's a necessary evil, I suppose. Keeps the higher-ups satisfied."

"Well, Lieutenant, just make sure to get it done efficiently so you can come back to me sooner."

Rooster's chuckle resonated through the phone. "Efficiency is my middle name. I'll wrap this up quickly and get back to you, Mrs. Bradshaw."

"Looking forward to it, Lieutenant." Beatrice sighed, leaning back against the pillows. "Take care of yourself, okay? And tell McAllister and the team I said hi."

"I will, Bea. You take care too, and give my love to everyone. Oh, and tell your mom to save some of that delicious cooking for me."

Beatrice grinned. "Will do. Love you, Rooster."

"Love you too, Bea. Always."

As they said their goodbyes,the warmth of Rooster's voice lingered, a comforting presence even after the call ended. Closing her eyes, Beatrice took a deep breath, grounding herself in the routine of the day ahead.

Her parents were already up, the aroma of breakfast wafting through the house. She swung her legs out of bed, still holding the phone as she looked down at his contact picture with a little smile. She quickly got out of bed, ready to face the day with the warmth of Rooster's voice still echoing in her ears.

Her parents had taken over the kitchen, clinking dishes and the sizzle of something delicious on the stove. As she descended the stairs, the savory aroma of bacon and eggs greeted her,

"Mama, Papa, you didn't have to go through all this trouble," Beatrice said, entering the kitchen with a grin.

Her mother turned with a spatula in hand, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Nonsense, tesoro. We're here to pamper you. Breakfast is the most important meal, you know."

Rafael chimed in with a chuckle as he set the twins on their bouncers, Nicole was already on her high chair. "Your mother's right. A good breakfast sets the tone for the day."

Beatrice couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for her parents. She joined them at the table, the aroma of food intensifying as plates of scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, and warm toast were set before her.

"So, how's Rooster?" Claudia asked with a knowing smile, taking a seat across from Beatrice.

"He called just now," Beatrice replied, her eyes lighting up. "Mission went well, and he's doing fine. He even mentioned Indian food for our next dinner when he comes back."

Claudia nodded approvingly. "Sounds lovely. You two have something to look forward to."

“True.” she hums while sipping her coffee, “You took care of the kids for me?” considering her kids were already up and eating the answer was yes. But her mother replies nonetheless.

“Well,we wanted to make your day a bit easier tesoro.”

She glanced around the table, Nicole happily babbling in her high chair, and the twins giggling in their bouncers. HTaking a sip of her coffee, Beatrice felt a sense of peace settling over her. "Thank you, Mama, Papa. I can't tell you how much this means to me. It's been a while since we had a morning like this."

Claudia smiled, drinking her own coffee "That is true, we thought you’d enjoy that."

Rafael chimed in, his voice a deep rumble. "You're doing an amazing job, Beatrice. You know that,right? That’s why your mother and I wanted to do this."

Beatrice's cheeks flushed with a mix of gratitude and humility. "I have good role models," she said, casting a fond look at her parents.

Claudia reached across the table, giving Beatrice's hand a squeeze. "This is mostly on you,tesoro. We're just here to share the load."

The weight of Beatrice's responsibilities seemed to lift, if only for a moment. She let out a soft sigh, appreciating the support from her parents while trying her best not to cry so early. " I love you both so much."

Rafael's eyes twinkled with paternal pride. "We love you too, tesoro. Always have, always will." he claps his hand, “Now, we are going to your zia Martha later.”Bea blinked when she heard her aunt’s name “Just some things she wants to talk to us about. Around lunchtime,would you and the kids want to join us?”

"What does Aunt Martha want to talk about?"

Rafael just looked…like he didn’t want to answer that. “Your aunt is my sister and I love her, but she is very cryptic. She just told us to visit her today. And you know I…try to understand her as often as I can.”

"Well, whatever it is, I'm sure it's important," Beatrice said, her mind already turning with possibilities. It could literally be anything. She took another sip of her coffee, “I’d love to go.”

Claudia nodded, her expression thoughtful. "Wonderful,tesoro and your father and I will find out soon enough. Martha has her ways of keeping things mysterious."

Rafael sighed loudly, eyes ahead with exasperation “That's an understatement, Claudia. I love my sister, but sometimes I swear she speaks in riddles."

“She does,though, papa. She is the main witch of our family.”

“That was your nonna, my mother.” he smiles, “But she did step in.”

“Yea but it’s been a while since I saw zia.” she mutters, running her finger on the mug’s rim with her lips pursed…maybe she could ask her aunt about Mark and Miranda…maybe. She knew she’d always have some weird mystical response to her anyway, “Lunchtime,right?”

“Yes.” her father replied,”Around that time.”

Claudia noticed the subtle shift in Beatrice's demeanor. "Tesoro, something on your mind?"

“Hm? Oh,” her fingers tracing circles on the tabletop. "It's just...things, nothing more." she wasn’t going to let her parents know that they got weird neighbors that are almost…harassing them in a way?

Claudia exchanged a glance with Rafael, and her father leaned back in his chair, a warm smile on his face. "You know, tesoro, you can always share your thoughts with us. We may not have all the answers, but we're here to listen."

Beatrice sighed, appreciating the genuine concern in her parents' eyes. "I swear it’s nothing serious." she smiles, “I promise you.”

Lies.

Claudia smiled back at her. "Well, you know we can help you if you need."

"I know, Mama. It's just... you know…life and such hah." she clears her throat, “Anyway!Let’s keep on with breakfast yeah?”

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chernobog13 · 10 months

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The Incredible Hulk (vol. 1) #307 (May, 1995). Cover by Mike Mignola and Steve Leialoha.

Back in the day the adjectives on Marvel Comics covers used to drive me nuts when it came to alphabetizing my collection. You had to look at the indicia on the bottom of the first page of the comic to see what the official title was.

So while my first instinct was to file Hulk under "H" and Spider-Man under "S," the official titles were The Incredible Hulk and The Amazing Spider-Man. However, Thor was the official title, not The Mighty Thor; and it was X-Men, not Uncanny X-Men.

#The Incredible Hulk #Hulk #Marvel Comics #Mike Mignola #Steve Leialoha

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headsincloud9 · 10 months

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Part 4 | Part 6

SMUT MINORS DNI

298. "You didn't seem like you were having such a bad time last night.

299. "Did...did we use protection?"

300. *wakes up, sees __ and screams'

301. "Good girl."

302. "Good boy."

303. "Come here."

304. "Can I tough you?"

305. "I'I guide your hands."

306. "Oh fuck me." "That's the plan."

307, "Open up."

308. "The night's still young."

309. "One more cheesy pick up line and I'm gonna bend you over the table and fuck you

front of everyone.

310. "If you try wearing that out, I will rip it off of you."

311. "How about I take you under the table right now with my fingers?"

312. "My parents are home!" "Then I guess you'll have to be quiet.

313. "I need you in every shape of the word. I need you emotionally, physically, and at th

exact moment, sexually too."

314. "So you're saying you don't want to have sex with me?"

315. "I'm sorry - are you sure you-"

316. "I think you'll be happy to know I'm nit wearing any underwear."

317. "How do you feel about adding another person to the mix?"

318, "You look good all soaking wet."

319. "Are you sure that's what you want? I could really hurt you."

320, "If you're going to act like a littie brat, then I'm going to treat you like a littie brat."

321. "I don't care how good it feels, you better not cum until I tell you to."

322. "You take my fingers so well don't you?""

323. "Shut up and take your pants off."

324. "When I get home I expect you to be undressed and waiting on all fours for me."

325. "Do you need me to finger you first?"

326. "Did I stutter? Do as you're told!"

327. "You better be quiet or everyone going to know what a naughty little slut you are."

328. "Maybe if I punish you, it'll help you remember who you belong to next time

329. "Do you want it on your back, or would you like to be on your stomach?"

330. "Oh honey, you know you really shouldn't tease me."

331. "If you keep making those sounds I'm not going to be able to stop myself,"

332. "Such a needy little thing, aren't you?"

333, "H love to see you squirm, now I want to hear you moan

334. "Don't fight your orgasm. Just relax."

335. "Too bad the others are watching, or I'd be on my knees with you in my mouth."

336. "It's your fault I'm like this."

337. "You did this to me, now fix it."

338. "If you don't pump me now, I'll stuff my dick inside you. I don't care if it'l hurt."

339. "First you're going to get down on your knees, then you're going to taste me."

340, "Put me out of my misery and open up those long legs for me.

341. "Try not to ruin your manicure when you dig those nails into my back."

342. "I'm going to remember this moment when I'm jerking off later."

343. "| bought a few new pieces of lingerie. Want me to model them for you?"

344. "Keep playing that video game. I want to see if you can keep your focus while I suck your cock."

345. "I don't need any foreplay. I just need you inside me. Right now."

346. "I took a few sexy photos, so you have something to masturbate to when I'm at we

347. "Be rough with me. Blindfold me. Throw me against the wall, I can handle it."

348. "Keep the lights on. I want to see your tits bouncing up and down."

349. "Let's get drunk and have sex in the riskiest place we can find."

350. "Take off from work tomorrow. You'll be too sore to go in."

351. "Want to play some games at the arcade? Or should we stay home and play with eachother?"

352. "Don't spend too much time on your hair, because I'm going to be yanking on it sc

353. "Don't spend too much time on your hair, because I'm going, to be yanking on it so

354. "I never realized how meaningful sex could be until we got together.

355. "You're mine tonight, and that isn't ever going to change."

356, "Help me put on the condom. I want to feel your hands over me."

357. "My body wants you as badly as my heart does.

358. "You have total and complete control over me."

359, "I can't believe how wet you are already."

360. "If I serenade you, will you strip for me?"

361. "1 looked at your naughty pictures at work today, and I couldn't get rid of my hard

362. "You're too flexible for your own good."

363. "Let's fuck in the shower so it feels like we're kissing in the rain."

364. "I can tell you're stressed. Let me fix that."

365. "I made you a bath. Want to take it together?"

366. "I bought us a new mattress, since we wore out the old one.

367. "If you keep fucking me this good, I'll marry you."

368. "1 just showered, but I don't mind taking a second one with you."

369, "We're the sexiest couple I've ever seen."

370, "I want you to be my wife, so I can do naughty things with you for the rest of my li

371. "You have a voice like an angel and a body I'd fuck you from behind, but then I wont get to see those pretty eyes."

372. You're the reason 1 smile so wide and come so hard.

373. I love that the sexlest woman I've ever met is my best friend, too.

374. Come to bed, I can't sleep without your hips pressed against mine.

375. The only thing hotter than seeing you orgasm is seeing you smile

376. You don't belong in my bed. You belong on magazine covers.

377. That guy was totally checking you out. Want to invite him home with us?

378. I can't believe I found a woman who can cook as good as she fucks. a devil."

379. "I'd fuck you from behind, but then I wouldn't get to see those pretty eyes."

380. "I love that the sexiest woman I've ever met is my best friend, too."

#avatar the way of water #avatar 2022 #atwow smut #jazzy prompts #smut prompts #2 paragraph smut #avatar 2009 #tonowari x reader smut #jake sully smut #tsu'tey x reader smut #quaritch x reader smut #neteyam x reader smut

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Reishi Circulation and the Soul Balance

Kaien, Bleach chapter 268:

"Our bodies are konpaku. And when we die, our bodies turn to dust... and become the reishi that forms Soul Society."

Yhwach, Bleach chapter 615:

"The Spirit King was created to stabilize Soul Society, which is made unstable by the huge number of souls flowing into and out of it!"

CFYOW III, p196:

"In that age, in all of creation many things were ambiguous. There was no such thing as life or death, and without progress, there was no retreat. While it swayed to and fro, you see, this was a world where one could only wait for all things to chill over the course of ten thousand or even one hundred million years. Even becoming a Hollow was part of the circulation of reishi." Speaking in a matter-of-fact manner, the Osho recalled the world prior to the birth of Hueco Mundo or the world of the living.

CFYOW III, pp298, 307

Hikone, who confirmed that there was nothing strange about their own spiritual pressure, was once again confident that they had cut Hisagi in half, but... Hisagi remained unharmed. To be accurate, Hikone certainly had cut Hisagi, but from the moment they cut him, t h wounds closed up as though they had never happened. No matter how many times Hikone attempted to rend into Hisagi with their blade, the moment the back of the blade passed through the Soul Reaper, the wound was already healed. Or rather, it was as though Hikone had never cut Hisagi in the first place. ... The bankai's power was a chain that sealed away the flow of life and brought the world into stagnation. By connecting everything, it forbade death, forbade life. The black sun even bound the reishi in the atmosphere. Because of that, it was named Kazeshini—death wind. The cycle of the world would stop, ending all retrogression and evolution, imprisoning it in chains. In the circumstance where life was forced into stagnation, there was, ironically, a world with no boundary between life and death. It may have resembled the form of the world before the Soul Society had been born.

It's difficult to imagine a world without boundaries between life and death, such as was Yhwach's stated goal to create when he originally planned to dethrone the Soul King. So it's noteworthy that even before there was a circulation of souls, there was a "to and fro" circulation of reishi. In observing Shuuhei's bankai, we can imagine how reishi flowed back and forth between life and non-life in the original humans. When the body was physically harmed, it could draw from that reishi and will of the attached soul to restore it. Reciprocally, the soul's reii reserves could be restored by the life processes of the body.

But if Ichibee's story is straight, at some point, something started causing Chains of Fate between body and soul to be eaten away by encroachment, resulting in the first Hollows. And the problem... is that the reishi remained locked in that form, unavailable to sustain life. As Hollows consumed living humans and each other, the hoarding of reishi began to impinge on the population, and thus the plan for the current soul cycle with a separation between the realms was hatched.

Now, we know that the balance between purified, unbound souls and those either chained to living bodies or corrupted must be kept at all times or the system collapses... but what about the flow of reishi itself?

Upon death of the physical body, every soul purified by a zanpakutou returns its reishi to Soul Society, where it continues to be bound up in that soul until it discorporates. But as observed here, there must be something special about the process of birth. The beginning of a new human life must somehow return to the Living World enough reishi to comprise a soul. Or it may even be the case that it's the process of conception itself, and the development of a new Living Human, that generates the reishi required to form the soul within it.

We know there's an exchange rate between souls and power. In a living human, that would be life power. What if a living soul starts with only enough reiryoku to sustain one human life for, oh, say, a hundred years? Little by little, energy of the soul is consumed to sustain life, until anything beyond what's needed to maintain the shape of the soul itself is depleted.

Now, we know that as long as body and soul are connected, wounds to the soul affect the body. And wounds to both can likewise be treated via the body.

We also know that the organs that give shinigami their power, the saketsu and the hakusui, also map to the physical body. The saketsu in a living human is the Chain of Fate, the cord that ties the soul to the body, and corresponds, physically and metaphorically, with the heart. The hakusui would be the seat of spiritual power... which in a human would be the power of physical life.

We know there's a potential to exchange soul for power in a shinigami... so it follows that the soul fuels life power in a human.

So, we can't help but wonder: what if you somehow enabled living humans to produce more spiritual power than is needed to sustain the body-soul relationship? What if you gave them... extra?

Well, first of all, you'd have to be selective. We do know it's risky for the average human soul...

But there are those exceptional humans that have innate spiritual abilities and demonstrate dominance over the reishi in their environments. What I am saying is, if you are a shinigami and would like to deputize a human with any reasonable hope of success... choose a Fullbringer.

Now imagine deputizing all the Fullbringers. The celestial accounting seems to place earthbound souls (and by extension, Hollows that have moved to Hueco Mundo) on one side of the balance sheet, and 'pure' souls (shinigami and any soul who has undergone konsō) on the other.

But I wonder what would happen if you began to blur the lines...

#[[ this meta has been in my drafts for nearly two years ]]#[[ I'm still not sure what conclusion to draw but #I'm making it everyone else's problem now ]]#[[ meta ]

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dampfloks · 11 months

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Pfalzbahn Nr.307 (T5) im Eisenbahnmuseum Neustadt an der Weinstraße

Hersteller: Krauss München Baujahr: 1907 Fabriknummer: 5779 Bauart: En2 Betriebsgewicht: 72t Spurweite: 1435 mm Leistung: 800 PS Vmax: 40 km/h

‘Pfalzbahn’ No.307 (T5) in the Railway Museum Neustadt an der Weinstraße

Manufacturer: Krauss Munich Year of construction: 1907 Serial number: 5779 Type: En2 Operating weight: 72t Gauge: 1435 mm Power: 800 hp Vmax: 40 km/h

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arthistoryanimalia · 1 year

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It's almost time for #Superb_Owl Sunday! To get ready, here is a German tournament shield (Targe) c. 1500 seen at The Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, featuring an owl whose motto is "although I am the hated bird, I rather enjoy that."😏

Title: Tournament Shield (Targe) Date: ca. 1500 Culture: German Medium: Wood, burlap, leather, gesso, polychromy Dimensions: H. 26 3/8 in. (67 cm); W. 12 3/8 in. (31.5 cm); D. 5 1/2 in. (14 cm); outer circumference 19 5/16 in. (49 cm); H. of lance rest 2 3/8 in. (6 cm) On view at The Met Fifth Avenue in Gallery 307

"Shields of this shape were inspired by Hungarian light-cavalry shields and were adopted in Germany and Austria for the Hussarisch Turnier (tournament in Hungarian-style costume). The German motto around the owl reads in translation, 'Although I am the hated bird, I rather enjoy that.' Below this are the quartered arms of the Tänzl and Rindscheit families, which were united by marriage in 1499."

#owl #owls #bird #birds #birds in art #arms and armor #shield #German art #European art #15th century #16th century #Metropolitan Museum of Art New York #museum visit #Superb Owl Sunday #animals in art

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uncloseted · 1 year

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lucia <[email protected]> submitted to uncloseted:

do you know where effy got all her outfits? also where can i find effy outfit dupes?

102: Effy’s rave dress was made by customising 2 dresses: one from Oasis and the other a vintage one from a charity shop.

206: Her “death of the bunny girl” tee is from Psycho Bunny.

207: Effy’s underwear was from Primark and Marks & Spencer. Her striped jeans in this episode are from phunky phish.

301: Effy’s bag is from Claire’s Accessories, her necklaces are vintage, her boots are Sancho, and her dress is from Tom Tailor- “Effy’s dress started off life as a slightly more modest party dress by Tom Tailor, we hacked about 10 inches off the hem, chopped the sleeves off, boiled it and dip dyed the hem- only then did it truly look like it belonged in Effy’s wardrobe.”

302: Her leather jacket is from a “dodgy” leather shop in Bristol, and I think it continues to be the same leather jacket for the duration of the series. Her maroon dress is from Concrete.

304: Effy’s dress is the Doll Dress from the brand We Walk, and the image on it is Times Square. It was purchased from TopShop and some slight alterations were made to it. The pajamas were of course handmade.

305: Effy’s first dress was the “Doll Dress” from the brand We Walk, also sold as the Topshop City Skyline Dress in TopShop Unique collection. The dress in the pub was by Religion. Her “I deserve this” t-shirt (the one with the bunny when she’s with Cook) is by Iron First.

306: Effy’s pink and black ladybug dress was by People’s Market.

307: The winking eye shirt is from TopShop.

308: The “Sid and Nancy” shirt is from TopShop. The wafty chiffon dress is by People’s Market and has woodland creatures on it. Her sweater is from TopShop. Her jacket is the “dodgy” one, although I’ve seen people (on the internet, not Edward) say that it’s either from Urban Outfitters, TopShop, or Zara.

404: Effy’s headband is handmade. Her top is the Sequin Cowl Neck Tank Top from Ashish. Her shoes are Doc Martens.

405: The bloodshot eyes t-shirt is by Horace and the jewel encrusted vest at the party is by Ashish. The print dress is from A Thousand Reasons. For her outfit in the park, the dress is from Primark, customized with sleeves made from an H&M scarf, Doc Marten boots, and a TopMan hoodie.

407: Effy’s top under her blazer is TopShop. The blazer is a tailored boy’s tuxedo jacket from the forties (found at Portobello Market), and the enamel badges on it are a mix of kitsch badges and Russian Revolutionary pins. She wears Levi 501’s and Doc Marten boots when she goes to see Freddie.

Skins Fire: Virtually everything is from TopShop, except for the pink cardigan, which is H&M, and the metallic color-block dress, which was Herve Leger.

Effy’s necklaces are “a mixture of old necklaces, rosaries and cheap gold chain which were cobbled together” from various flea markets and high street shops.

In general, Edward Gibbon, the costume designer has said that, “Effy loves shopping in unexpected places - other peoples houses / old ladies wardrobes / her gran’s charity bag and then she customises with scissors and a blowtorch!” and “Effy’s clothes are from all over the place - a lot of her t-shirts/short dresses are from Kokon To Zai on Greek Street in Soho and Concrete on Marshall Street”.

In terms of where to find the outfits, you’re kind of out of luck unless you set up alerts for the items on eBay and other resale websites. When looking for dupes, I try to describe the item as best I can (”silver sequin cowl neck top” or whatever), and then see which results are the most accurate. It’s not a foolproof method but usually it gets pretty close.

#submission

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starvingforkarlnap · 9 months

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Planejamento Semanal ⊳ㅅ⊲

Bom dia Ed, essa semana eu vou começar a dieta personalizada que eu fiz do qu4ckity e vou anotar meu progresso aqui!

Observações:

- Nos dias disponíveis pra fazer mais de uma refeição eu começarei meu nf de 16 h após as 16 PM pra evitar descontroles pois sei que é de manhã/ tarde que eu sinto mais fome emocional

- Vou tentar comer o mais limpo possível pra evitar inchaços ou coisas que me atrapalhem de ver os resiltados

P.i: 50.8 kg imc 20.6

Dia 1 (max 600 kcall)

16 horas de nf [✔️]

Almoço

File de peito de frango grelhado 87 g

Arroz branco cozido 48 g

Batata doce cozida 68 g

Alface 50 g

Tubes fini 19 g

Total de calorias: 307 kcal

Lanche

Maçã 148 g

Aveia em flocos 11

Café com leite integral

Total de calorias: 266 kcal

Exercícios

DAILY FULL BODY GENTLE STRETCHING ROUTINE l Better Posture & Good Feeling l Korean Fitness_Shirlyn: 42 kcal

Como obter coxas e panturrilhas finas como um ídolo do KPOP! Alongamento rápido de pernas🌿; 33 kcal

12 MIN DAILY STRETCHING EXERCISES TO FIX BOW LEGS (O & X SHAPE) K-Fitenss_Shirlyn; 83 kcal

ITZY'S ABS WORKOUT & SLIM THIGHS STRETCH❤️‍🔥; 30 kcal

Abertura da Coxa em 7 DIAS | 10 min de treino para iniciantes na coxa magra (legendas em português); 67 kcal

10 MIN de treino coreano em casa / emagrecer coxas e pernas / divertido e eficaz_Shrilyn Kim; 94 kcal

Slim Arms em 30 dias | 8 min de treino amigável para iniciantes, sem equipamento; 125 kcal

++ 20 min de just dance e 20 min de caminhada

Kcals queimadas: 665 kcal

DIA 2 (370 KCAL MAX)

Infelizmente hoje não consegui ficar na quantidade de kcals q deveria, porque minha mãe tá aqui comigo e como ela sabe do meu ed ela sempre me faz comer muito, mas tudo bem eu vou compensar isso com exercícios depois.

Café da manhã

Banana 148 g

Mel 6 g

Aveia em flocos 11g

Total 200 kcal

Almoço

Peito de frango 100 g

Batata doce 20g

Arroz branco 40 g

Capuccino + leite integral

Total 397 kcal

• Exercícios

Fiz 7 / exercícios da minha playlist que queimaram um total de 380 kcal até agora

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whatevergreen · 1 year

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A must read article (mostly a series of interviews) on LGBTQ life in pre-1990s Arizona.

A few excerpts:

"La Noue: What was it like being a gay man in the ’60s? You didn’t really say much about it to other people, you know, unless they were close family. And, a lot of people couldn’t even talk to their family about it, you know. Fortunately, my attitude has always been my whole life, “I don’t give a shit. If you like me, that’s fine. If you don’t, fuck you. I don’t need you in my life.”" ---------

"Shore: Parties were also being raided. I found one article from back in ’56 talking about how there was a house party where they arrested all these men identifying as [homosexual], and it gave the number of attendees and broke down which races they all were.

The Phoenix Police Department was also raiding other LGBTQ hangouts in those years. In August 1964, cops busted the 8th Day coffeehouse near First and Roosevelt streets. Twenty-three people were collared for lewd and lascivious acts or drunken and disorderly conduct.

"Kim Moody: I was there. I was arrested. It was this bungalow on First Street. We were partying inside, dancing; it was a full house and very sweaty and hot. I was dancing with a teacher friend of mine. The cops came in and we just kind of froze; some tried to lurch but there were too many policemen at all the exits coming in. And I was arrested and put into a paddy wagon.

Dana Johnson, co-owner of The Alwun House: He had to call his dad from jail to come and get him out. It was so humiliating for Kim.

Shore: Whenever you had the police come in to raid, the fear was that they’d take your name, your address, and there was the threat of that then getting published in the newspaper. And when that happened, all those folks would lose their housing, their family, their jobs, without a doubt."

"Ron Wilcox: I never learned about Stonewall until into the ’70s, because when it was going on in 1969, there really was no real gay news [outlets]. We just didn’t have all of these newspapers, magazines, the internet, and everything we have now.

Marshall Shore: When we talk about that pre-Stonewall era, it is pretty much mainstream media, because there wasn’t much until the mid-’70s that really talked about the community, for the community, from the community’s perspective. The first time Stonewall appears in an Arizona newspaper is Tucson, and it was a year after Stonewall. I’ve met folks that didn’t know Stonewall even happened until the 25th anniversary, because news was just a different thing then. It was one of those things where it wasn’t talked about. When people did hear about it, they were outraged." --------

"Millye Bloodworth, human rights activist: My brother was Miss Ebony. My mother was gifted with a transgender child, post-op, which was me, and a gay man who loved to wear drag, which was my brother. He moved here in 1969 with his partner. He started at Casa [de Roma]. And from there, he worked at all of the clubs: the 307, The Connection. Everyone wanted to see Miss Ebony." --------

"La Noue: I think all the gay bars blooming in the ’70s was partly an effect of what everyone was feeling. Because people had the attitude of, “No. I’m gonna open a damn gay bar and fuck you.” Because when you have that attitude, you branch out and you do things you wouldn’t normally do, like you wouldn’t even think to open a gay bar before because of all the harassment.

The harassment of LGBTQ bars by the police, or even gay-bashers, didn’t disappear in the 1970s.

Pat Olivo: That was a major thing that happened back then. I’ve lived here since 1976, but also came here a lot when I was younger. The police used to come in and harass us in the bars when I was here [in 1972] and I was young. Four or five would come in and your hands had to be on the bar, they couldn’t be in your lap or anybody else’s lap. And they were just there to harass you, they’d walk through. As if anybody was doing anything illegal. We were just sitting there drinking."

#lgbtq #gay #police #pride #70s #phoenix

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