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I feel like some of y'all forget that Cassandra exists.
Like there are so many times I'll be reading fanfiction and Junior is there and the story will just not mention Cassandra at all? Where did she go? New Jersey?
Like she is the Casey Jones of ROTTMNT and Junior is her son. Now I love Junior as much as the next person, but can we at least give like even just a little line to Cassandra just like saying where she is in the story? It genuinely baffles me how people just seemingly forget her.
It's so strange to me how almost every other character we will be mentioned in a Junior focused story except his Mom.
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Yesterday I went to interview with someone starting a podcasting studio, because I want to be an editor and dip my toes into the professional podcasting scene, and there was this wall of sticky notes that had such beautiful words of encouragement, I had to snap it and share this positivity with the world!
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For those who can barely read them:
A B C — Always Be Crushing it!
You get to the TOP by Hard Work and Faith!!!
First we make choices, then our choices make us
We don't get what we deserve, we only get what we tolerate
Don't live vicariously... LIVE!
It's not what you get out of the books, it's what they get out of you
Every mile is a gift!
Si lo que tienes no te suma, rèstalo de tu vida (Google Translate: If what you have doesn't add up to you, subtract it from your life)
You matter!
Make someone smile every day
Sometimes you win, sometimes you learn
Get lost in what you love
You are a true miracle
Mindset is everything
Know your worth
Good things... take time.
One day at a time
Be the reason someone believes in the good in people
Kindness always comes back!
Don't trust fear!
If anyone can do it, you can do it!
You've Got this!
It will all make perfect sense one day
I ♡ U
Faith driven determination leads to a fruitful life
Things will work out!
Follow your heart
If at first you don't succeed, try again
Be good. Do good.
Keep going! I ♡ U
Search for soul in everything!
Cé la vie (Google Translate: This is life.)
When g-d closes a door he opens a window
When you give joy to others you get joy in return
Small steps daily will get you FAR!
SMILE
It's always darkest BEFORE the Dawn!
Some will. Some won't. So WHAT!
You're inspiring some1 RIGHT NOW!
1 Person's CRAZY is your REALITY
You CAN
Trust in the LORD!
You decide what your Limitations are!
Breathe. Just breathe.
The hustler must die for the CEO to be born
A setback is a setup for a comeback!
Not going to complain about having a lot on my plate if my goal is to EAT!
Follow your soul ♡
Faith, vision, and undeniable determination
God has Great plans for your life!
Do not mistake movement for progress!
You're as strong as you say you are!
You attract who you are, not what you want
Tu no eres bebecita, tu eres bebesota! (Google Translate: You are not a baby, you are a big baby!)
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arverst-aegnar · 2 months
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Stupid. Inexpressibly stupid. Zuko had asked her to dinner; a bit more formally than usual, but they ate together all the time whenever she was in Caldera. And Zuko was unnecessary formal sometimes, because he was the Fire Lord, and because he was dramatic, theatrical, and all-around awkward. It had been an especially nice dinner, with all of her favorites from Water Tribe and Fire Nation cuisine, because Zuko was a good friend with a tendency to go overboard for the people he cared about. And yes, he had been a bit more dressed up than usual, but there were any number of Fire Lord duties that could have required that of him, and he probably hadn't taken the time to change into something more comfortable because it would take too long. Most likely Zuko hadn't even realized how formal it was, let alone specifically chosen it for the occasion; the finer points of fashion always slipped by him. It was all plainly obvious in hindsight, but because Katara was an idiot, she had overlooked the plainly obvious and plowed straight into the most embarrassing alternative. She had taken it all in as Zuko helped her into her chair – like he would have done for any lady – and blurted out, "Is this a date?"
Zuko, of course, had gone red and stuttered out stuff like "no!" and "of course not!" and "just friends!", and Katara had been too embarrassed herself to smooth things over. The evening was ruined: they hardly spoke, the food tasted like sand in her mouth, and Zuko had barely touched dessert before fleeing with some excuse about a meeting in the morning. Like he didn't always have a meeting in the morning, but was always willing to put off sleep if it meant more time with his friends. Two days later, he was still avoiding her, and Katara couldn't blame him for it. She would have made things easier on him and left, but the Southern Water Tribe ambassador wanted her help on a trade discussion with the Earth Kingdom, she'd promised the homeless veterans she'd talk to the Council about opening a new clinic, somebody had to put pressure on Lord Taiko to keep his word about closing down that factory, and a dozen other matters required her presence, if not her attention. She had been colossally, tremendously stupid, and she could only hope that she hadn't ruined her friendship with Zuko forever. --‐-- With the help of his friends and his uncle, Zuko had finally started to move away from calling himself an idiot, or a failure, or any of the countless other cruel epithets he had heard growing up; mostly. On occasions like this one, he made an exception. How stupid of him, to think that just because Katara wasn't dating Aang that she would be interested in him. How arrogant to assume that her warm smiles, her frequent visits, her passion for his nation and its people signified more than her love for her friends and her care for the world, and how ungrateful to want more. How foolish it had been to let those secret hopes build up until they fell, crushing him underneath. Childishly, Zuko longed to hide out in his room until the ache in his chest subsided, but even if he could shirk his responsibilities to do so, it would wreck any chance he had of hiding his idiocy from Katara. If she knew – well, not even his self-loathing would allow for Katara to be anything less than the considerate, compassionate woman he knew her to be, but he still couldn't bear the thought of her knowing. Maybe because he didn't want to burden her with worrying about his stupid feelings, maybe it was a holdover from his childhood, maybe both. Still, as he hadn't yet learned how not to wear his heart on his sleeve, Zuko took every opportunity to put distance between them. She'd pick up on it soon, if she hadn't already, but he thought he had a few days yet before she'd ask for an explanation, and maybe he could think up a convincing enough lie in that interim. Until then, he would attempt to piece his heart back together, and pray that he hadn't ruined everything.
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saraillustrated · 5 days
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experiencing longing as an aroace person is so odd to me.
i saw a post talking about grieving the romantic experiences and romantic attraction that you may not feel and i think it kinda clicked with me. because that’s kinda what i’ve been doing i think. i’ve been grieving these sort of traditionally romantic experiences that i won’t experience the way others do, and in doing so i try to escape from reality just slightly to imagine if i could experience that. a world where i’m swept off my feet by another and i get to experience life like my friends do- without fear of being alone or left behind by them.
idk, its just food for thought. i’ll probably keep longing, because i still have so much to long for- from experiences with friends and family to even just getting to live life how i want to (i’m a broke art student so how i want to live is to literally just have an apartment of my own or smth) .
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yarnandink · 9 months
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I try to write something in a journal every single day, a habit I've largely maintained since the start of the pandemic.
To help keep me writing every single day - even just one page, even one paragraph - I've been building a collection of lovely pens and inks that allow me to write through a full rainbow spectrum, and then some!
Because I'm me, and because I love fountain pens that are sturdy and will hopefully outlive me, I've mainly been buying Kaweco AL Sports, with the occasional foray into other pen makers.
My latest addition was the Ferris Wheel Press Aluminium Carousel in Glistening Glass, a lovely midnight blue aluminium with silver detailing and a beautifully smooth medium steel nib!
And with that, the gorgeous handmade Tasmanian blackwood pen tray (made by a lovely long-distance friend) is full!
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As for the journalling itself, I'm managing at least one page most days. Stream of consciousness, venting, self-examination, knitting plans, accounts of cooking and everyday occurrences and big changes and everything in between... Writing it down seems to really help me exorcise my worst emotional reactions, put them somewhere I can analyse at arm's length, figure out what the underlying issue might be (mostly stress, exhaustion, trauma or hormonal fuckery, but recognising it really helps me address the underlying need, and stop it from controlling me and my emotions).
I can also record small joys and delights, to remind myself to keep looking for them - and to damned well create them if needed!
Messy journalling and junk journalling, while very interesting and often beautiful, don't work for what I want and need out of my journalling. I love seeing other people's messy journals!
But I can also take aesthetic pleasure in skimming through my rainbow scrawl. And I can take pride in just how much of that scrawl there is!
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majin-nephets · 3 months
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Are we heading for another update?
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pkmnmaster99 · 2 months
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This is better than I could’ve hoped for. I gave up on Pokémon Z so long ago 😭
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hisokas-toybox · 4 months
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Hopes and Fears Chapter 3
Under the weight of his parents expectations, and with memories of the past echoing in his mind, Illumi tries to put some distance between himself and Hisoka. However, will his attempts to set boundaries go as he expects it to, or will history repeat itself, leaving lines crossed and feelings hurt?
This may be the fastest I've ever written and published so many chapters! This fic is really consuming me whole... Enjoy this latest update and as ever, if anyone wants to be put on a taglist for this one, let me know ❤
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walrucebruce · 1 year
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Welcome back….
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This came to my brain and it wouldn't leave, so here you go.
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The latest round of empty-blog bots have unreasonably good usernames tbh:
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arverst-aegnar · 1 year
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Random plot bunny that hopped into my head today:
In the first year or so of Zuko's banishment, his ship is in Southern Water Tribe waters when there's a terrible winter storm, which drives them inland to the Southern Water Tribe settlement. Thanks to the weather conditions, the Fire Nation crew and the Southern Water Tribe are forced to cohabitate for (weeks? months??) until the ship is able to leave.
Neither side wants anything to do with the other at first, but the Fire Nation crew knows nothing about survival in such conditions, and they have resources and a bunch of physically capable adults that the SWT needs, so (with a lot of diplomatic work on Iroh's part) they make a workable agreement.
Long story short, Zuko and his crew learn respect for the people of the Southern Water Tribe, and the SWT gets to see the positive side of the Fire Nation for the first time in nigh unto a hundred years. It doesn't necessarily result in Zuko giving up his hunt or the crew deserting the war right away, but it could. At the very least, it's the beginning of a relationship between the two groups that has a long-term influence on how both of them interact with each other.
Obviously, because i'm me, this also results in Zuko and Katara beginning a friendship that eventually leads to love.
Anyway, i might try to write this someday, but for the time being i figured i'd toss it into the Zutara tag and see if anyone else wanted to make something of it.
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localdisabledwitch · 10 months
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As pagans and witches we really need to start asking people what the hell is up with them more. And drilling mundane over magical and knowledge of the natural world as well because oof. Witnessed someone this evening having a complete breakdown over finding a rotten egg buried in her garden because it meant that she’d been cursed by someone and her life was falling apart. When I pointed out that foxes tend to bury their food supplies and forget about it and said mundane is a way more obvious explanation over magical, I got kicked out of the group and told never to return because I was invalidating this person’s magical practice. Just...I thought it was common sense? Honestly I’m so done. This is why I don’t do pagan groups anymore. Everything is an evil spirit or curse or trickster rather than the wind or an animal or forgetting what they did with something. So many of them think they’re important enough to attract powerful beings when they’re just not. No one is. It’s mass hysteria that leads to everyone making everyone else worse 
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desertbane · 10 months
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look at this octopus. i need him
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(By NOAA Okeanos Explorer)
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(By Renaud.marbet)
they can swim away by flapping their ear looking fins. im obsessed
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majin-nephets · 1 year
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So, was anyone planning to inform me that Street Fighter 6 has a freakin’ HUGE amazon in its roster?? As in 6’8” and 269 lbs of gorgeous brick shithouse?
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I’m awful at “proper” fighting games and I always will be, so much of SF’s appeal is totally lost on me, but holy DAMN I love its female character designs…
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splend-42 · 1 year
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My career's taken a bit of a weird turn in the last year, but certainly not an unwelcome one!
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