#Givingly

[malaisequotes]

“—So here we are again, one-handedly fingering the puckered edges of the exit wounds memory leaves behind.”

Givingly by Carl Phillips

#Givingly #Carl Phillips #Wild is the Wind #Poetry #Quote

[nightmancomet]

A round of applause for the extras and guest celebrities who appeared in Psych. The show is bananas, and it required them to be over the top and asinine; and they delivered every time, without fail

#psych #tim curry in american duos is one of the best ones yet #his delivery and timing is stitches-givingly hilarious

[pirateborn-a]

it's just something ab one of if not the strongest ppl in the world chosing love and having it all be for love

#[ ooc ] ✧〖 bid farewell to weaver’s town 〗 #[ i am once again thinking ab roger and love— gjsjgkd #[ will never shut up ab it sorry gjdjg #[ just. He could've! He rly could've taken over the world razed it as he saw fit #[ except if he'd lived life for conquest he would have never gotten to where he did #[ its bc he loved so wholly and selfishly yet givingly that he became so powerful and conquerored the seas #[ just... rly thinking about how Unquestionably /powerful/ roger is and yet how he choses to use that strength for adventure and his loves #[ more obvious ab it all then some1 like luffy but still... #[ just just thinks ab him pirate king fr #[ life is so grand to him #[ also once again shaking op bc more old-gen flashback When i want to see roger and garp fight— #[ i am unable to write:tm: so i will simply ramble things ive talked ab b4 bc i simply keep thinking ab gjskg

[amiablesummer]

Memory as a wound

Katherine Larson, "Lake of little birds" from Radical Symmetry (via @feral-ballad) // George Seferis, tr. Edmund Keeley & Philip Sherrard, "Memory I" // Alex Eckman-Lawn, A Cut Paper Collage (via @satanasaeternus) // Carl Phillips, "Givingly" from Wild is the Wind: Poems // Yves Olade, "Hunter's Moon" from Bloodsport // Rosario Castellanos, "Memory of Tlatelolco"

#web weaving #poetry #literature #parallels #dark academia #mine #katherine larson #george seferis #carl phillips #yves olade #rosario castellanos #memory #wounds #blood #memory as a wound #art #quotes #blood cw #horror cw #poetry quotes #compilations #weavings<3

[comradekiwi]

follow-up to this fic! bkdk fluff and romance!! they’re so whipped and annoying I hate them :) https://comradekiwi.tumblr.com/post/696406581042102272/i-maintain-that-post-war-bkdk-need-to-be-in-the

here’s the ao3 link! https://archiveofourown.org/works/41948208

Izuku woke up, as he typically did now, surrounded in warmth. A gentle warmth, not stifling, just this side of encompassing, the same golden colour as the light dappling the white blankets he lay under, its glow filling the room.

Izuku was so warm, nowadays.

It was such a stark contrast to the days during the war, when anxiety drummed under his skin insistently like an unscratchable itch, the vibrations seeping the heat out of him and leaving him cold. always cold, down to his bones — but not anymore. Now Izuku woke up nestled under thick blankets and thicker arms, to golden light and golden hair. Waking up next to Kacchan heated him from the inside out. Like Kacchan had set up a fireplace in his chest and sat by it, tended to it patiently, all the night and day.

Izuku hummed, nuzzling into the shoulder under his cheek. Kacchan slept shirtless usually, since he ran hot but stubbornly refused to sleep without holding Izuku in his arms. Izuku was entirely in favour of the compromise. He lifted his head, making Kacchan snuffle as his curls tickled his nose, to trace Kacchan’s features with his eyes. They were tangled up together in their big bed, so close one would think it was a twin size and not a king. But Izuku and Kacchan preferred this, preferred every inch of them touching that they could get, so that neither of them could tell where one ended and the other began. Just a lump of Izuku-and-Kacchan, warming the dip in their bed.

Kacchan was backlit by the morning light from the window at the moment. His brows furrowed in sleep, sensing Izuku had shifted slightly away, as he had in his attempt to gaze at him, and clearly even his sleeping self did not like that. Kacchan grumbled in his sleep, shifting closer to Izuku again, pulling him in and shoving his face in his neck. Izuku grinned, loving how shameless even an unconscious Katsuki was.

His big arms wrapped around him tightly, strong even in slumber, hugging him close. Izuku ran a hand up and down Kacchan’s back, no longer pausing at the scars. They had both healed from that, now. Even if Izuku’s heart shivered when he saw them, still, because they would always be a reminder of exactly how much Katsuki loves Izuku. How endlessly, life-givingly much. But he didn’t get sad or guilty, anymore, choosing at Kacchan’s and his therapist’s insistence to focus on all the good they represented, instead of the hurt.

Katsuki shuffled, groaning. Ah. He was waking up.

“Good morning, Kacchan,” Izuku hummed, lifting his other hand to stroke Kacchan’s hair, now. Kacchan sighed and shoved his face deeper into Izuku’s neck, loving the touch.

After a moment, Izuku felt Kacchan blink himself awake against Izuku’s skin. Long blink, short short short.

“Mornin’ baby,” Kacchan said in his sleep-rough voice. Izuku’s favourite. He shivered; Katsuki grinned. He knew all the ways he affected Izuku.

Choosing not to comment, though, Katsuki lifted himself up, arms caging Izuku in while he stared down at him. His eyes glowed in the morning light, impossibly warmer than even the sun. Izuku sighed. Kacchan soft gaze struck him deep inside, warming him up from the core.

Kacchan lifted a hand to cup Izuku’s cheek, thumb passing over the softness. He leaned down to kiss his forehead, then pounced, wrapping him up and falling suddenly to his side on the bed as Izuku squealed.

“Kacchan!” He laughed, tickled. Kacchan was so silly sometimes.

They were both on their sides now.

“What do you want to do today,” Izuku prompted. It was a joint day off, so they had it all to themselves.

Kacchan said nothing, just staring at him with that same impossibly warm gaze. Affectionate with a touch of something unreadable.

“Kacchan…” Izuku whined eventually, tired of the silence. He could stare at Kacchan forever, but they only had two days off this week! He wanted to make the best of it.

“Shh,” Katsuki hushed him. He reached up to twirl a dangling curl in his finger, hand eventually sliding down and into his hair, cupping his head. Still staring. Considering.

“Just let me look at you.” He said quietly, eyes blazing.

Izuku blushed furiously even as he playfully narrowed his eyes.

“Kacchan, you look at me every day.” And he did. All the time. It had gotten to the point that if at any moment Izuku looked up when they were on different sides of the room, he had a 90% chance Kacchan was already looking at him. Ridiculous, honestly. Although Izuku was the same, given he’d looked to Kacchan to catch it in the first place.

Izuku glared at Kacchan playfully through his eyelashes, unable to hide his smile, faux-upset with him for getting him flustered. Kacchan’s eyes widened almost imperceptibly and Izuku heard his breath catch, for some reason. Kacchan’s hand in his hair tightened, arm slung around Izuku’s shoulder, their faces so close.

“I want…” Kacchan started, eyes darting between Izuku’s. His face hardened, decided. “Marry me.”

Izuku’s heart stuttered, leaping impossibly. He gasped, blood buzzing, mind blank. He looked at Kacchan, whose face was tinted with nervousness, eyes brimming with earnestly hesitant hope.

“Wh—” he managed, wheezing. Heart soaring.

“I want to wake up next to you for the rest of my life,” Kacchan said confidently, with the same assured air he conducted every part of his life with. Except Izuku, with whom he was first and foremost gentle. Besides when they were in bed, including now, it seemed.

Izuku didn’t know it was possible to be this happy. He looked into Kacchan’s eyes and his heart skipped a beat at the veritable ocean of love he saw there, of trust and confidence and devotion.

He let out a shaky breath. His cheeks hurt from smiling.

“You mean it?” He ventured, just to make sure. As if they hadn’t been heading down this path since the beginning. As if they weren’t inevitable.

“I don’t say things I don’t mean, nerd,” Kacchan said, gruff, clearly still a bit nervous. It was unbearably cute.

Izuku wanted to spend the rest of his life with him.

“Okay,” he whispered, buoyant.

The sun rose over Katsuki’s face. He was practically glowing.

“Yeah?” He said back, hushed. Voice tinged with disbelief. With joy.

“Yeah,” Izuku said, giggling, then outright laughing as he leapt into Kacchan’s arm’s, the force pushing Kacchan onto his back on the bed with Izuku squeezing him from on top of him.

“Really,” Kacchan whispered. It wasn’t a question. It sounded like he was trying to get himself to believe it. Izuku laughed, crying in Kacchan’s chest. He’d never felt so light.

“We’re getting married,” Kacchan said, squeezing Izuku tighter, voice full of awe.

If Izuku got any happier, his heart would burst.

“We’re getting married!” He exclaimed, sitting up on Katsuki’s torso. He almost fell off at the look he was blasted with, devotion and pure happiness practically bursting from Katsuki’s eyes. Izuku bounced, unable to contain himself.

“Oh my god…” he mumbled, mind whirring. Kacchan. Him. Engaged. Fiancés. Married. Husbands. Hus—

Izuku’s brain shorted out. Okay. Revisiting that word later.

Katsuki’s face was stretched in the biggest smile Izuku had ever seen on it, even bigger than when he and Izuku had decided to start dating.

Izuku flopped down on him, beaming, hands tucked under his chin so he could still look at Kacchan, who was propped up slightly on their pillows. Kacchan reached around him mindlessly to grab the duvet they had kicked off in the commotion and pull it up around Izuku’s shoulders, tucking it around him.

Izuku hadn’t even realized he had been a bit chilled from the cool morning air. And now he was warm again. Izuku could cry.

Instead of crying from the emotions pulsing and whirling and glowing in his chest, Izuku ventured to scoot up instead, bringing the blanket with him, face next to his fiancé’s.

Oh, god. They were fiancés.

He pressed his cheek to Kacchan’s, arms draped on his chest and shoulders.

“I love you,” Izuku told him, eyes squeezed closed, right in his ear. Kacchan shivered. He pulled back, bringing his hands up to cup his jaw, to look his future husband in the eyes.

Kacchan’s eyes were smiling at him.

Warm. So warm.

“I love you too,” He said in his deep voice, arms looped now around Izuku’s waist.

“We still have to make breakfast,” Izuku reminded him, because he needed time to process and if they stayed on the subject any longer his brain would overheat and his heart would give out.

Kacchan rolled them over, tangling the blankets around them and enveloping Izuku in his body heat again.

“Let’s stay here a while,” Kacchan suggested instead, eyes closed already.

Izuku conceded, heart full, still smiling.

After all, now they had all the time in the world.

#bkdk #bkdk fic #bakudeku #bakudeku fic #bnha #mha #kiwi writes #katsudeku #decchan #bnha fic #mha fic #fluff!!! FLUFF!!!!!!! #whipped bkdk my brand

[yenobi]

Despite all the happenings, I am still the happiest version of myself. The present is givingly moving. I rejoice!

[blowjob-horseguy]

Top surgery scars are the most beautiful things in the world. If it mUtIlAtIoN why it so live givingly gorgeous and breathtakingly beautiful huh????

#ezra talks

[luanotx]

With clarity of rhythmic structure, grace forms a duality. Together they have a relation like that of body and soul. Clarity is cold, mathematical, inhuman, but basic and earthy. Grace is warm, incalculable, human, opposed to clarity, and like the air. Grace is not used here to mean prettiness; it is used to mean the play with and against the clarity of the rhythmic structure. The two are always present together in the best works of the time arts, endlessly, and life-givingly, opposed to each other.

John Cage

Four Statements on the Dance

#art #thought #writing #quotes #sound #quote

[paynxt360]

Digital gift card platforms are raising venture capital and private equity funding to drive growth

Many consumers are perceiving gift cards as an alternative to cash, and as a result, the average number of gift cards bought per consumer per year has been on a constant increase, especially in countries like the United States and the United Kingdom. Furthermore, gift cards have also emerged as the most requested gifting item during the holiday season. In the United States, for instance, 54% of Americans said that gift cards are the most requested items during the 2022 holiday season, according to a report from the National Retail Federation.

The growing adoption of digital gift cards has led to a high growth period for providers in the last 12 months. To further support their growth and scale their operations by launching new products and categories, digital gift card providers are raising venture capital and private equity funding rounds globally.

In November 2022, Givingli, the United States-based digital card and gifting platform, announced that the firm had raised US$10 million as part of its Series A funding round, which was led by Seven Seven Six. The digital gift card marketplace has differentiated itself from others by including social elements such as the ability to chat with friends and families. Furthermore, users also receive birthday reminders, so that they can share digital cards through social media, e-mail, or text. The firm is planning to use the funding round to double down on its efforts to create more value for all its users.

Along with consumer-focused gift card providers, the trend of fundraising is also seen among business-focused gift card providers. For instance,

In November 2022, WeGift, the incentive marketing startup, announced that the firm had raised £26 million in a Series B funding round, which was led by Element Ventures. The API-driven platform provided by the firm is used by leading brands, including Nike, Airbnb, and Aldi, among others. More than 100 brands are using the platform to disburse gift cards online to their most loyal customers globally. With the Series B funding, the firm is now planning to expand its operations in the global markets.

Cobee, the Spain-based employee benefit super app, also announced that the firm had raised US$41 million in November 2022. The Series B funding round for Cobee was co-led by Octopus Ventures and Notion Capital. Like WeGift, Cobee provides its services to more than 800 businesses, including N26, Ogilvy, and Booking, among many more.

Along with gift cards, the firm also provides benefit programs for meals, transport, nursery, training, and others. The firm is currently operational in Spain and Portugal. However, the firm plans to expand its operations in more countries, including Mexico and other countries in Latin America and Southern Europe.

In December 2022, Swageazy, an all-in-one enterprise gifting platform, also announced that the firm had raised INR 70 million as part of its Seed funding round, which was led by Info Edge Ventures. Amazon, Chargebee, Pidilite, LinkedIn, and Coursera, are some of its key customers. The firm is planning to use the December 2022 funding round to further expand its customer base, while also improving its product.

With the corporate gifting economy booming over the last few years, and the trend projected to further continue over the next three to four years, PayNXT360 expects more such global firms to raise venture capital and private equity funding. Furthermore, the competitive landscape is also expected to grow significantly, amid the entry of new players and expansion strategy adopted by well-funded firms.

On the consumer side, the demand for digital gift cards is also projected to grow significantly over the next five years. The shift to digital channels, along with the rising internet and smartphone penetration rate, are among the factors that will support the demand for digital gift cards. Consequently, PayNXT360 also expects more players to foray into the consumer-focused gift card segment from the short to medium-term perspective. This coupled with the trend of funding raising from venture capital and private equity firms will keep driving the competitive landscape and innovation in the global gift card market over the next three to four years.

To know more and gain a deeper understanding of the global gift card, click here.

#gift card prepaid card payments NFT market research reports

[isfeed]

Digital card and gifting platform Givingli nabs $10M

Digital card and gifting platform Givingli nabs $10M

Three years ago, Ben and Nicole Green were planning their wedding and decided to go digital with registries to save on money and materials. But when it came time to gift others, while they preferred going the digital route — as they did with their wedding — they found that digital gifting platforms on the web didn’t meet their criterion. “We noticed there was no platform we would actually want to…

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#technology

[malaisequotes]

“Smell of nightfall when it hasn’t settled yet. Insatiability and whatever else hidden behind the parts that hide it.”

Givingly by Carl Phillips

#Givingly #Carl Phillips #Quote #Poetry #Wild is the Wind

[imakuvii]

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[saintfaulkners]

define hole / is a hole a real thing? / Marco Poloni, Black Hole, from The Majorana Experiment, 2010 / Flatfields Fotografien / What We Talk About When We Talk About Holes / Dark (2017-2020) / post / Disco Elysium / Twin Peaks: The Return (2017) / Donnie Darko (2001) / Outer Range (2022) / Kaveh Akbar, from “The Miracle,” Pilgrim Bell / post / Weizmann Institute of Science / Mathworld / post / post / post / post / Anne Boyer, from “Woman Sitting at the Machine,” in A Handbook of Disappointed Fate / Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic II: The Sith Lords / Dennis Patrick Slattery, The Wounded Body: Remembering the Markings of Flesh / The Incredulity of Saint Thomas, Caravaggio, 1601–1602 (detail) / The Incredulity of St. Thomas, Bernardo Strozzi, 1582-1644 (detail) / Don McKay, from “Twinflower,” Field Marks: The Poetry of Don McKay, intro. Méira Cook (Wilfrid Laurier University Press, 2006) / thierryetherve / Pathologic / post / Gregory Orr, from How Beautiful the Beloved / Tomas Tranströmer, tr. by Robert Bly, from a poem titled “Track” / Disco Elysium / Anne Carson, Economy of the Unlost / Pathologic 2 / Jonas Burgert, Sand brennt Blatt (2010) / Disco Elysium / Carl Phillips, from “Givingly”, Wild is the Wind / from "The Man With a Hole in His Head" by Rick Bursky / Rosario Castellanos, ‘Memorandum on Tlatelolco’ (tr. Maureen Ahern) / post / Pathologic / The Juniper Tree (Nietzchka Keene | 1990) / John Banville, Eclipse / Twin Peaks / Disco Elysium / VectorStock / True Detective / Night in the Woods

#this started out as a pure disco elysium post and then it kinda. escalated lmao #I was consumed by hole <3 #disco elysium #twin peaks #donnie darko #dark netflix #night in the woods #true detective #hole theory #webweaving #comp #pathologic #pathologic 2 #nitw #the vast #tma #jonas burgert #outer range #kotor #kotor 2 #star wars #sw #op #*

[luthienne]

a compilation on memory, part two (part one here)

—can't stop returning to this scene of leaving, / can't stop pausing this scene, thinking I've left something out again,

Chen Chen, from When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities; “Poem in Noisy Mouthfuls”

Mary Ruefle, “Deconstruction”

(…) no one wants a half-remembered tragedy. You must know the width of the knife and how it ruined you, name the organs it kissed.

Olivia Gatwood, Life of the Party, ‘Addendum II to No Baptism’

—so here we are again, one handedly fingering / the puckered edges of the exit wounds / memory leaves behind,

Carl Phillips, from Wild is the Wind: Poems; “Givingly”

You see, I take the parts that I remember and stitch them back together / to make a creature that will do what I say / or love me back.

Richard Siken, from Crush

Naomi Shihab Nye, from “The Tent”

But perhaps it is a way of understanding the unthinkable. If a story haunts us, we keep telling it to ourselves, replaying it in silence while we shower, while we walk down streets, or in our moments of insomnia.

Valeria Luiselli, Tell Me How It Ends: An Essay in Forty Questions

Lidia Yuknavitch, The Chronology of Water: A Memoir

...memory is an act of imagination, you never tell the same story twice, not even to yourself.

Michael Burkard, as featured in Mary Ruefle’s On Imagination

Valeria Luiselli, Faces in the Crowd (tr. Christina MacSweeney)

I told my version – faithful and invented, accurate and misremembered, shuffled in time.

Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?

Sarah Kay, No Matter the Wreckage; “Sliver”

I think this means / there was no night. / The night was in my head.

Louise Glück, from Averno; “Landscape”

#on memory #on storytelling #compilation #the great wound #this got super long and the spirit of it transformed into something else so i've broken it into two compilations. part three forthcoming <3 #long post

[drbrevity]

I still can’t find a language to describe how breathtakingly beautiful sunsets are—not breathtakingly, actually, but breath-givingly beautiful. All I can say is that sometimes when the world is between day and night, I’m stopped cold by its splendor, and I feel my absurd smallness.

John Green, The Anthropocene Reviewed

#The Anthropocene Reviewed #John Green #Quotes #Sunsets

[carrieeve]

ao3 status updates are life-givingly glorious.

#ao3 #archive of our own #fan fiction #fanfiction