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charlyg74 · 2 years

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Texto e imágen tomada de la página de Instagram de @portales_canalizados FELIZ AÑO 🌛🌎🌌🌈 Hoy 26 de Julio damos inicio al Nuevo Anillo Solar o Año de la (Luna Auto-Existente Roja) en el Sincronario Galáctico de 13 Lunas... La Luna Representa la Energía Femenina, la Energía de la Diosa; las Aguas Internas (Emociones)... Un año para ganar Maestría sobre las Emociones (Gestionándolas Correctamente) Sintiéndolas y Observándolas Conscientemente... Este es un año que te invita a "Fluir y Soltar" (Situaciones, Creencias Obsoletas, Apegos y toda Aquella Energía Antigua que pueda Estancar tu Evolución.) Este es un año "Purificador" en el que tienes la Oportunidad de dar un Gran Salto Cuántico en tu Consciencia "Morir a una Vieja Versión para Renacer como un Ser Totalmente Nuevo". Cada Emoción contiene Miles de Pensamientos; por lo tanto si No Gestionas y Liberas las Emociones "Dañinas" esas Aguas Internas se Estancan y generan Mal Olor y Contaminación (Pensamientos Negativos); por lo tanto; si quieres tener una Mente Clara y Sana, éste año Permite que tus Aguas (Emociones) Fluyan... Este año representa al Kin "69" (Equilibrio Amor) Encontrar el Equilibrio "La Via Media" la Neutralidad, la Paz Interior Purificando y Trascendiendo el Cuerpo Mental y Emocional! Feliz Inicio de Año a Tod@s! ¿Conoces a alguna de éstas Diosas? Los Créditos Correspondientes al o la Artista de esta Bella Obra Si Conoces al o la Artista déjanos su nombre para poder Mencionarl@A #art #visionaryart #spiritualart #timeisart #balance #13moon #counsciousness #coaching #coach #gaia #moon #arte #artevisionario #arteespiritual #tiempoesarte #equilibrio #13lunas #consciencia #conciencia #conocimiento #emotions #emociones #meditación #meditacion #espiritualidad #espiritual #pazinterior #amorincondicional #luna #terapiasholisticas (en Villa San Agustín Atlapulco, Chimalhuacán) https://www.instagram.com/p/CggAoZrusiZ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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sponsoredbyanxiety · 2 months

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always found the allegations that Dune is sexist because the women have no power funny because it’s really that the women are extremely powerful in the most sexist way possible

#dune #the most powerful women is the concubine because sex is a woman’s most powerful weapon #literally women are counsciously choosing to provide sons or daughters to kings depending on the will of the all powerful Matriarchy #of the Bene Gesserit #st alia of the knife the virgin priestess and Lady Jesssica the Reverend Mother crone #United as The Mother archtype when Lady Jessica took the water of life and saw all of history #Irulan and Chani comepeating to be the real power behind the throne #like this is all super misogynist but all the women have POWER and AGENCY #they drive the story by using their evil feminine wiles to breed messiahs and bring Jihad

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stargazer333 · 1 year

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blinday · 10 months

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TIFU by almost passing out and the reason for that was very stupid.

Dont judge me. Ok maybe do. For context, I'm autistic and for some reason I am aware and controlling of almost all the usually automatic or uncounscious functions of the body, like stimming, body language, reactive expressions, expressions in general, natural movements, blinking and, worst of all, breathing. So I am constantly counsciously telling my brain to do those. I don't only feel pain, my brain makes me know exactly where and why it is hurting, so I am usually able to tell exactly where or/and what's the problem, and what'll happen if I don't do something about it.

Sometimes I get a bug in my brain, though. Like, I forget to blink. So I overcompensate by blinking nonstop for like 5 seconds and then widening my eyes. That one's not so bad, but...

Today I fucked up by almost passing out for lack of oxygen. You get where I'm going right.

#blinday's life #autism #or is this just me #idk #funny #im funny stfu #i dont count my breaths and blinks sometimes but i do feel the urge to sometimes #bro i literally just adapt my body language and expressions to match tye person i'm talking to #its so embarrassing #and frustrating #like someone pranked me with that 3 2 1 automatic breathing off thing but it never turned on again #i have to counsciously investigate about the sensations i get in my body because idk how to differentiate being hungry from stomach ache #and anxiety from having forgotten to breathe

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fanfiction4sooya · 4 months

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hiii mother! i was wondering what animals you think twice would be g!p hybrids of? all i can figure out till now is sana is a puppy and nayeon is a bunny ehe

Hi luv!! Sorry for making you wait, this one was quite hard to think of but I think I finally got a conclusion!! Hope you like it 💖 (I do not write for chaeyoung)

Nayeon: Obviously a bunny. Playful, spoiled, extremely bratty and very quick to feel horny; Can go a lot of rounds without resting so you are usually the one to tap out when she gets too excited. Big dick and she knows how to use it, the most sadistic out of the other ones. Likes to make you cry while taking her in your mouth and loves seeing your cunt all red and puffy (loves slapping your pussy with her big hands)

Jeongyeon: Dog hybrid, more specifically a siberian husky. Intimidating, loud with those she trusts, very cuddly and actually very protective. A naturally jealous partner, enjoys hearing you say her name over and over when you two have sex. Doesn't hit you at all because she is way too strong for that, but she knows exactly how to fuck you to the point of you losing counsciousness (literally);

Momo: Grey wolf. Big, introverted, more of a family hybrid, takes care of her partner but doesn't like rules and is often grumpy if she isn't satisfied with something. Is the type to spend hours on end eating you out because your needs come first. Huge dick and I mean it, like 23cm. Has a size kink and will trap you under her body when she feels like fucking. Buys you new underwear every chance she gets because she often rips them;

Sana: Artic Fox. Contrary to what most people feel, she doesn't give me these puppy vibes. She is playfull at times, yes, but when she is serious? intimidating as hell. I believe she navigates easily between serious and unserious, specially because of her cute demeanor. But at the end of the day she is a hunter and she will take whatever she wants. Loves to have you ass up and face down, specially to fuck your ass and get you to cum without barely touching your pussy. Also loves cum play and will get nasty with it;

Jihyo: Lioness. You can't say that the way she acts isn't the way of a lioness!! Jihyo is the epitome of fierce and motherly (and stern too when needed). Always careful to not scratch you, loves to fuck you missionary so she can stare into your eyes while she breeds you. Actually likes to pound into you while hugging your body against hers, specially her boobs against yours. Gets hard at the most basic things such as seeing you cook and will rail you from behind when it happens;

Mina: A cat. More specifically a raggdoll cat. Very sophisticated and elegant, doesn't get loud or throw tantrums but is quite territorial and will stare down with a blank face whoever gets near you; Likes the idea of getting people nervous because of her beauty and elegant demeanor. Loves to scratch you with her fangs but is careful around your boobs so she doesn't hurt them. The only one who was open since the beggining about enjoying the idea of getting fucked in the ass with your strap (and she loves it as much as she loves fucking you with her cock). Can cum just by getting her body massaged by your experient hands;

Dahyun: Red Panda. Small and way too cute, can't seem intimidating or disobedient even if she wants to. She is classy and loves to spend time around you, specially at your feet sleeping. Unintetionally funny and charismatic. Traditional, doesn't let you get near her ass, but will sub enough to let you fuck her amazon position style and loves breeding you in this position too so she can suck you off aftweards. Really loves to be under you looking into your eyes as you clench and sink on her cock;

Tzuyu: Deer. There's no denying her that. Pretty and sophisticated like Mina, doesn't like big crowds specially if there are hybrids involved, she prefers quietly observing. Her ears are always perched up, brown and white. Is the epitome of grace, very submissive to the point of letting you make any (and I mean any) decision for her. cries if she feels overstimulated and loves to watch you ride her cock with the most adorable expression and flushed cheeks. Not usually loud, gets you crazy when you lean to kiss her while fucking yourself on her cock and she quietly whimpers " yes mommy, please"

#gxg smut #twice #twice smut #mina smut #tzuyu smut #jeongyeon smut #sana smut #jihyo smut #dahyun smut #nayeon smut #momo smut

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resusfrenchie · 1 year

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Christmas gift 🎄✨

A young women suffer from chest pain after her daily workout. Seeing that the pain doesn't pass she call 911 and wait for help. When the paramedics arrive she is still awake. They listen to her heart and notice that it is irregular. "Don't worry miss, we're taking good care of you, you're in good hands" they said. They hook her to the monitor and see that she has bad arythmia. Few minutes later she has breathing difficulties and they have to place her on oxygen. Despite that her condition get worse and she loose counsciousness...

As usual, please don't post it off of Tumblr.

I hope you'll enjoy my little gift 😜

(with the best rescuer @rcpfantasme)

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klm-zoflorr · 30 days

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Anyhow here's the timeline for heads of the Institute i was talking about. Part 1. Disclaimer some of this information is canon but most are my own headcanons or like. Literally stuff i made up on the spot.

Jonah Magnus (1818-1872)

Born 1785, which makes him 33 when he founds the Institute.

Trans!!

Pocket-sized (like REALLY short. He wears the tallest heels known to mankind and still only manages to be kinda short), auburn curly hair that gets a bit wild, thin eyebrows and face, button up nose. Those cheekbones bring all the boys to the yard. There's a sharpness to him that remains even as he ages. Ngl he's a ball of energy and can't really be stopped when he gets into a mood.

Did the Eye extend his life? Probably did

In 1867, attempts the Watcher's Crown after Smirke's death (he was 82 then, Smirke was 93)

It fails, he gets Panopticon powers, starts making preparations to both move the Institute and move his counsciousness into another body.

Disappears in 1872, at 87. Body is never found.

Julian Morgan (1872-1898)

Julian is a name that means Youthful. Little easter egg lmao

Ngl he kinda looks like Ben Meredith because I thought it was funny.

Facial hair!! Jonah went a bit buckwild. He will calm down after this don't worry

Has a face that flushes easily, straight nose and dark, striking eyebrows, full lips. Big ears. He has light, straight hair. Jonah likes having light hair, it reminds him of his original but without being, you know, a ginger (he was bored of the jokes). Neater hairdo than Jonah ever had. Soft voice.

Finished moving the Institute to London, overseeing the construction of it. He didn't like leaving his body too far out of reach. (<-author has no idea how long it takes to make a building btw)

Was 34 when Jonah took over, 60 when he died. Jonah got scared of death and strokes and allthat and perhaps switched sooner than was necessary.

Michael Lewis (1898-1903)

Another Michael!!!

Round/full cheeks, very nice skin (circus approved for sure), thick eyebrows, curling mustache. Dark and curly-ish hair, is starting to bald. He does look a bit older than he is, he was 29 when Jonah took over and 34 when he "died". Is perhaps a bit on the shorter side.

I don't know what happened to him, but something sure forced Jonah to switch out vessels sooner than he was expecting.

Anyways, we're done for this part! I still need to color the others lol. And give Richard a weave. Planning on doing some full body outfits too. Bye for now! Also @jonahfagnus you wanted to see so here goes

#elias bouchard #jonah magnus #tma spoilers #tma #the magnus archives #magpod #tma art #my art #klm-zoflorr

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whumprince · 6 months

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Whumpee having very vivid dreams of the Whumper entering their room at night

Ok hear me out.

Whumpee post rescue still debilitated in their bed in a recovering room, wearing a breathing mask. Every now and then theyre visited by a familiar presence.

They can hear the window opening, they hear quiet steps in their room but their vision is limited to what the dim moonlight illuminates, and the tiredeness that their body is passing thru makes mind too foggy to define real from dream.

Whumpee's heart start to beat faster as the sensation of a presence increases, their head aches with each bump and their breathing starts to get faster and shorter.

Suddenly they're not with the breathing mask anymore. In a blink of an eye, a shadow urges above them, a shadow too terrifying familiar. It sits in their bruised chest and arms, making impossible for them to fight. Whumpee try to screams, but a fast hand cover their mouth, making the breathing even harder. They heart is a like a carnival tambour of horror and panic, unable to push their widened eyes from Whumper's face, feeling their breath in a mortifying closeness.

Whumper's other hand runs gently on their face and neck. "Its nice to see you again" their voice is almost an intimate whisper. "its been a long time we dont have fun together".

Whumpee tries to scream, body aching and fighting for breathing as something is suffocating them, the cold sweat all over the face.

A noise from the room's door draws both attentions, Whumper, seeing what is coming, grabs Whumpee face craving their nails on Whumpee's cheeks, turning their gaze to them. "We shall go on later..."

Whumpee squeezes their eyes closed as much as they can, too confused and frightened to proccess what just happened. Caretaker runs fastly to see whats wrong with their friend, they heard pained screams from another room.

"Whumpee! Whumpee wake up!" Caretaker already knew what it was, whumpee was having nightmeres almost everynight since they recovered counsciousness. "Its ok its over"

The words almost didnt reach Whumpee ears, their thoughts were spiraling on Whumper's face and the place they were captive. Their hand now were pulling their own hair, trying to take off those memories from their head.

Caretaker lights up the lamp on the bedside table, and then they see the oxygen mask on the ground. They take it and try to put it on whumpee, who flinches at their touch and murmurs things that Caretaker cant understand. "Please its for your good" they say soflty as they hold whumpee's head to put the mask.

Whumpee's breath starts to slow and they let their teary eyes open, grounding to the now half-illuminated room and a worried familiar - and soothing - face.

"Whumpee?" Caretaker asks, as if making sure they're really awake.

"They... they were here" The voice sounds crackle and dry, a desperate whisper.

This was new to Caregiver. All the times this has happened, Whumpee would say 'I was back there again'. But Whumper was here? that was inedited.

"Whumpee its ok, Im h-"

"THEY WERE HERE" a desperate shout this time "they were...they were...they- they"

Caretaker is not the best on understanding how Whumpee was feeling. They couldnt conceive how much whumpee must feel unsafe right now and they knew it. All they could do is bring their trembling terrified friend to their arms, snuggling whumpee softly to their chest. Whumpee grabs Caretaker's clothing as that was the only piece of reality in their little world right now. Words and sobs muffled between a clumsy fited oxygen mask and their friend's body. Caretaker ran their hand on Whumpee's hair slowly, whispering "Its over, Im here for you"

After moments in complete silence, they separete from the embrace, and that night Whumpee asked for Caretaker to stay at their side until the moring, and so they did.

The next weeks, Caretaker made them a little corner in the sofa of the recovering room, to be sure they would sleep with Whumpee everynight to make them feel safe and help them with anything they need.

But of course the nightmares dont go off easily, and sometimes, between delirious fever and vivid dreams, the shadow of a friend can be mistaken for someone else.

Hello whump comunity! This is my first post!

#whump #whump prompts #angst #angst prompt #whump scenario #whump writing #whumper #whumpee #caretaker #whump ideas #oxygen mask #writeblr #hurt/comfort #i imagined it with my ocs who are from a medieval fantasy scenerio but i tried to write it as open as possible! enjoy!#whumprince writing

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orangevtae · 1 year

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A Dream is a Wish [Joel Miller x Reader]

Summary: While being in and out of counsciousness, Joel ends up dreaming of a scenery where everything is normal again, where Ellie is part of your lifes and where Sarah is alive with the three of you, truly the family dream that he always wanted.

Warnings: Fluff but hurt too. Alluring of episodes 6 and 7 of the show so SPOILERS. Blood and injuries. Stabilished relationship.

A/N: i'm gonna post as many Pedro and TLOU content as i can, i will 🥴🥴 enjoy! <3

Joel trembled a little as he heard someone knock on his bedroom door, scaring him out of his deep slumber.

He didn't know what time was it but he could tell that it was early since the sunlight that came from his window shone right down on his face, making him squeeze his eyes and look to the clock on his bedside table. 07:00 AM shone deeply in red on the display of it and that made Joel frown cause there was no way he could have an automatic clock like this one cause there was no more use for it in the scenery where he lived now.

A little atonished by it, he took a look around the room, noticing that he wasn't on his trashy apartment on the Boston QZ with it's crampling walls and barely there furniture, instead, he was back on his old room on his old house in Texas and if he was founding it strange before, he was plenty sure that he had gone nuts now. Everything was the same with the only difference is that his clothes weren't around the room in a mess pile and on the other side of where he was lying, was an empty space that was neatly untouched. He got up and dressed some of his clothes that were gathered around the floor and got out of the room.

He heard some laugh coming from downstairs and he distinguished three different voices, the frown still deep on his forehead as he slowly got downstairs and stopped dead on his track at the scene he found when he looked to the kitchen.

You were making coffe for the both you on his coffee machine, the smell of it almost all around the house. Ellie was on the table, reading one of her comic books while probably waiting breakfeast be ready. And when he looked to the stove, Sarah was there, making her infamous scranble eggs.

Joel felt like crying, his eyes started to burn with unshed tears as he looked to Sarah's back, how her hair would move back and forth while mixing the eggs and ge even rubbed his eyes to make sure he was seeing right, that this wasn't just a trick his mind was putting on him.

"You could help your sister to make breakfeast you know?" you mumbled as pouring the coffe on two mugs.

"Why? i would probably burn whatever i try to touch, at least Sarah can make scranble eggs" Ellie shrug it off and you just shook your head at her.

"I think it's better like that, Ell's the worst at the kitchen and probably would put the house on fire trying to fry bacon" Sarah chuckled and Ellie sent her an mouthed "fuck off" that only made Sarah laugh louder and get back to the eggs.

"I saw that" you mumbled at her and a smirk was present on her face.

Joel quickly cleaned his face for any remanents of tears that could have fallen down without him noticing and got inside the kitchen, making the three of you turn towards him, soft smiles on the faces of three persons he loved most in the world. All together.

"Look who woke up!" you smiled at him.

"I was thinking that you had died in your sleep from heart attack or some other disease old people have" Ellie smirked up at him.

"Ellie!" you hissed at her "Jesus..."

"Morning dad!" Sarah beamed happily, turning the stove off and running to her father's arm, delivering a quick peck on his cheek.

"Good morning ladies, you slept well?" he let out after Sarah got back to the eggs

"We did, honey. Breakfeast ready so have a sit" you beamed at him.

"Mornin' grumpy" Ellie said to him as she got up, giving him a hug as she passed trough him to go to the kitchen.

"Mornin' kid" he hugged her back and walked to where you where at.

"Here" You said, handing him his mug of coffee while he got closer to the balcon on the kitchen.

"Thank you, darlin'" he said, giving a little kiss in your cheek.

"Erm...no pancakes?" Ellie asked as she looked on the cabinet that the pancake mix usually was.

"Ask your dad, he was supposed to buy it" you answered her, taking a sip of your coffee.

"Really dad?" Sarah frowned.

"I'm sorry, i promise i will buy a cake" he smiled at three of you.

It was in that moment that Joel noticed that this day was familiar to him, because that day happened before. That day was the day everything happened, the beggining of the pandemic, the day he had lost Sarah. He ate breakfeast with a frown on his face.

That day started similar to the one he's having now, but at the same time it was different. You and Ellie where on scene now, you reprimanding her and Sarah and Ellie laughing together at some pun she delivered were new things. Even Tommy was there, with the old man jokes. Everything was the same at the same time it wasn't.

The same dialogues where being told and heard with the additions of your and Ellie's comments, the table at the dinning room was full and there was laugh, bickering and...and looked out of picture even though this was right, Joel felt a happy buzz forming on the pity of his stomach.

"Honey?" he heard you mumble "Honey?"

"What?" he got out of his daze, he looked the hand that was on his now with a golden ring above one that had tiny diamonds in it, you got engaged and had an engagement ring? When he had given to you?

"You okay hon'? You seem out today, did you really slept well?" you asked concerned.

"I...i'm okay darling, just zoned out a bit. Nothing to worry for" he smiled at you.

"You sure?" you asked again, just to make sure.

"I am" he grabbed your hand and brought to his lips, delivering a kiss on your knuckles "Have i ever lied to you?"

"You did yes" you let out a chuckle, joking about it "But if you saying so"

"I am" he kissed your knuckles again "I know that lying to my wife means instant death"

"Okay, gross!" Ellie said outloud, she had a funny expression looking at you both.

"Yeah, we just want to have breakfeast without you two smooching each others faces" Sarah laughed, throwing a piece of her egg at you both.

"Hey, don't throw eggs at us cause you guys can't have smoochies" you said, mimicking kisses at both girls and you all laughed about it.

Joel didn't know what was happening but he wouldn't trade it for nothing. He got to see Sarah again, smiling, laughing, well. He got to see you and Ellie making her laugh, telling jokes and be silly. He got to see Ellie being comfortable at the table, like she was belonged to the picture, like she was always meant to be laughing and joking with Sarah.

He took a look around the house and got to see pictures of your wedding with him. How happy the both of you looked on them, how amazing and beautiful you looked on them, just like he imagined that it was going to be.

He decided to not go work, he would stay home with you, while waiting the girls to get back for school while he asked Tommy to say that he fell ill to cover him up. He got out to buy the cake he promised Sarah that day after he left her and Ellie at the school.

He got his new-old pulse clock that was now fixed when Sarah and Ellie got back from school, them saying that they had the money from him but still doing it for him, for his birthday.

When night came, the four of you (plus uncle Tommy of course) got to sing him Happy Birthday with ridiculous party hats on your heads and big smiles on your faces while he blow the candles.

"You wished something dad?" Sarah asked.

"If i tell, it won't come true" he frowned at her.

"C'mon dude, don't be a dick!" Ellie huffed and you all laughed.

"For all the days to be just like this one, with my family, the people i love most in the world" he smiled at all of you.

The night came and with it, Joel's worry. Worry that everything was gonna happen all over again and that he would fail Sarah again, that he would fail Ellie and that he would fail you.

But none of it happened, there wasn't anything going on the whole day, there wasn't police cars or helicopters going back and forward, Tommy wasn't arrested and Joel got to spend the whole night with his family with the four of you all together, just like he wanted, just like he always dreamed. Just like that day was supposed to go as: with his girls slept on his arms, your head resting on one of his thighs as his favorite movie was passing by on tv.

While Joel was dreaming, in and out of counciousness, you and Ellie were worried about him. He had a fever some hours ago and now he had a bit of sweat on his face as he mumbled on his sleep, he was smiling slightly.

Ellie managed to stitch his wound with thread and a needle she found while you runned around to find him medicine and things that could help to not infectionate his wound, it stopped bleeding when Ellie stitched up but maybe there could be an infection and Joel has lost too many blood, his skin has lost it's color and you were worried, the little bit of relief you could have was knowing that whatever he was dreaming about, was good cause Joel never smiled when he went to sleep and usually he had nightmares about the day Sarah died.

Even though you were worried with him and his well-being, you felt relief knowing that his pain didn't achieve him on his sleep this time, you had heard yours, Ellie's and Sarah's name come out of his mouth and you knew that at least for a while, he could be happy with the scenery that was going trough his head, while you and Ellie were trying your best to keep him alive.

#the last of us x reader #the last of us imagine #joel the last of us #joel miller x reader #joel miller x y/n #joel miller x you #joel miller #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #reader insert

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cass-rambles · 3 months

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Hiii guys, after my last .. uh theory thingy I'm back to ramble more. (About mostly Morty Prime this time). Because I'm very normal about R&M I promise. :D

Anyways! (Major spoilers for season 7 ahead!!!)

I've been thinking about season 7 again, as well as the earlier seasons, and I've got a few ideas/possibilities/plot bunnies of what the writers of Rick and Morty might do for Morty.

The thing is, season 7 had somewhat really juggled Morty's character back and forth between its development and regression for Unmortricken, giving more light to the rest of the Smith family and Rick. I don't mean to phrase this negatively, but compared to earlier seasons, Morty seems to more of just being there, not taking into mind the episodes w Rick Prime and episode 10 of the latest season.

And this brings me to my point: What will they do with Morty's character and development now?

Let's take all things into consideration:

Rick Prime is gone/dead (hopefully permamently but it could be an interesting throwback)

Rick C-137 can be now actively allowed to heal

There is nothing (particularly) endangering their whole family

Evil Morty returned to his paradise island and there doesn't seem to be a strong/certain reason for him to return to the Central Curve

So the new arc, by technicality, should consist of Morty's and Rick's healing, right? Right???

That's what I thought of at first, but there's a good chance it's not as clear as it may appear.

For example, let's talk about the last episode of season 7. Throughout all of it we have the dissection of Rick's and Morty's fears, even as far as having an accurate Diane in it. It portrays how many fears and worries Morty Prime has accumulated through the seasons, including, of course, not being accepted, his fear of being replaced (THANKS RICK <3🙄) and many more. My point here is, that his trauma runs deep, it's hard-rooted into his character and almost unmovable. The most fucked up thing about it in the ep, is that Morty receiveing positive attention from Rick, is what made him realize that he's the only one in the hole. Because he doesn't believe Rick would consciously describe him as an irreplacable person in his life.

Which brings me to one of my key-thought-out-problems. Can Morty Prime even heal properly, at least around his family?

Chances are: it might be a HUGE FUCKING ISSUE.

(To be fair here, I'm not an entirely objective theorizer, even though I'm trying to stay as neutral as I can, please take my ideas with a grain of salt.)

Morty Prime actively thinks that all healthy affection he receives from Rick isn't actually received from Rick (most likely paranoia from the Rickbot arc) or that he's in a scenario in which his family isn't real. His counsciousness has already started to agree and intertwine into his approach all of the things and actions that have previously hurt the teen. (For example, if his family lashes out at him, he's being ridiculed or hurt by them to some degree, then it must mean they're real. It is an objective truth.) And it makes me think that Morty may need to be away from his family to be able to acknowledge each of his traumatic experiences in order to attempt moving on from them.

I think that Morty in order to heal, will have to learn that he doesn't have to focus on others all the time and can learn how to depend on himself, because he lacks trust even in his own thoughts. And so far, Morty has barely digested his trauma, more of "shelving" it away for later or having occasional meltdowns once he's under too much pressure. He always seems to be stuck in survival mode in some way, meaning that his brain prioritizes keeping him alive, rather then caring for the damage.

So by those thoughts, it is a possibility that Rick's healing and Morty's healing, cannot partake side by side, and therefore may result in Morty leaving his family to achieve healthy progress.

Either way, this is all just speculating and my ideas, but I hope it helped some people in their own theories. (My inbox is VERY open to rambling about R&M in ANY WAY.)

(Side idea for my enjoyment: Morty leaving his family can play into the theory that Morty Prime may actively search out Evil Morty to understand how he can achieve a process and goal in which he doesn't "cling" to his family and Rick.)

#thoughts #morty prime #rick sanchez #rick and morty #evil morty #morty smith #idk #im tired #theory

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aita-blorbos · 2 months

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Am I the asshole for continuously trying to kill the woman my coworker says I love?

Right, I know it sounds very bad, but listen to me

For some context, I work for an technological research company that also doubles as a private military agency. It is also worth noting that me and all my coworkers posess cybernetic enhancements to help us execute our duties, making us essentially cyborgs. Furthermore, we have been sometimes labeled as "terrorists" and have caused our fair share of destruction, but all are allegations.

Now, mind you, I am only telling you this for context, so I would like to request that you leave the debatable-terrorism aside when casting your judgement.

You see, we have... "rivals" of sorts. Members of another... I'm not sure if it's a company. Anyway, they ARE our rivals and arch-nemesises, always messing with our plans and such. If we are the "villains", they are the "heroes", to put it simply. Coincidentally enough, they have 8 main members, and on our company, we have 8 captains (me included, of course). All 8 of us have a specific enemy that bothers us the most, and for the purposes of this post, we'll be talking solely about mine, whom I shall refer to as "H".

H is as stubborn and annoying as she is strong and determined. I have been called "short tempered" multiple times before, but, let's say, if I were to have a hypothetical list of times I have been enraged, by who, and how quickly, she would easily occupy the 3rd, 2nd and 1st place spots on this purely hypothetical and completely non-existent list. For as long as I've known H, since my very first defeat at her hands (or, well, feet, since her preferred method of attack is kicking), I have cultivated a boiling hatred for her and vowed I would kill her with my bare hands (or, well, feet, since my preferred method of attack is, coincidentally, also kicking. Though MY feet have chainsaws, therefore I am vastly superior).

However, I have... failed, multiple times. When I first lost to her, the very first thing I did was make multiple blueprints and plan a new form for myself, a project which I submitted to our boss, to turn myself into a gigantic robot, fully equipped with heavy firepower and top of the line technology. Admittedly, it was rather costy and over the top, but my boss was amused and agreed. "With all of this, I'd be more impressed if you lost again!" was how he bid me farewell that day, as I made my way to put my project into action and scorch H out of the face of the Earth.

"I'm impressed!" was how he greeted me the next day.

To say H "defeated" me would be generous. As much as I do not like to admit, she completely outwitted me, reducing my new form to scrap on the floor. My counsciousness was retrieved and I was put back into my old cyborg body, not only because it would be difficult to fix my giant form and also enter our headquarters with it, but also because it was completely unfixeable after our fight.

Ever since then, I have been attempting to upgrade myself and defeat H (though I have been forbidden from requesting new giant mecha bodies), and I have repeatedly failed. Every time we fought, I was taken down. And then I acquired new upgrades. And we fought again. And this became a recurring cycle, so much that H seems very used to it by now, treating defeating me as just another common daily chore like doing the dishes or washing clothes. Needless to say, it infuriates me that she thinks so little of me.

Here is where things get... Odd. I have noticed that, for a while now, I don't seem to get any performance benefit from my newest upgrades. Usually, even if I was taken down, I always had some sort of noticeable improvement in comparison to the previous fight. But recently, I am defeated again and again and I seem to learn nothing. I did not understand why. Had she outdone me so greatly that now she was in a level where I could not, under any hypothesis, defeat her? I did not understand, until one of my coworkers, S, suggested something, something so absurd, that I could not believe it.

S said that maybe, I wasn't fighting to kill her anymore. That just as H had grown to see our fights as routine, I had grown to look forward to it, and not only that, that I somehow "liked getting beat up by her", as he put it. He said I was visibly holding myself back, that I was having a "suspiciously slow reaction time to her attacks" (for some reason he also almost laughed when saying that first word? Not quite sure why), and even pointed out how I usually lure her to places with no civilians and/or make sure civilians are evacuated before fighting in a public space, as if to make sure she "doesn't have to worry about killing a civilian and hold back" and so that she "won't hate me too much for killing a few people unintentionally". With that, S could have won an easy 4th place on the previously mentioned hypothetical list of "who enraged me the quickest and how".

...Unfortunately, something happened a few days ago, that seemed to somewhat bring validity to his claims. As I was fighting with H, I had my opportunity. In a quick instant, there was a breach in her defenses, her neck was exposed, in a perfect spot to be cut. I readied my blades, prepared to deliver a cutting kick at her throat and bathe in her blood, cease the humiliation I've been put through, end this rivalry once and for all.

But I didn't.

My blades were ready. I was ready. I had more than enough time to do it, but I didn't. Something held me back. H looked as confused as I did, and she escaped, while I just stood there.

Now, I don't believe this proves ANYTHING, howev

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SAM HERE

Was watching Emmet type this but he isnt doing this story justice so i yoinked the phone from him to add some more stuff because i am NOT letting this man hide key details

So anyway a few days ago he and Holly were fighting as usual, and i was watchin, as usual. Ive been watchin them fight a lot recently, i mean, its not like Emmet tries to hide when he plans to fight her, hes always yapping about how THIS time hes gonna get her. So, one thing he didnt say was that Holly def knows he likes her by this point and tbh she looks like shes 100% into it, especially after he let her live on purpose. So, yesterday, Holly cornered him, not in a "he was defenseless" kind of way mind you, he could have run away or attacked any time he wanted, but he didnt, instead he just backed himself into a wall while she came closer

So shes just sloooowly closing in and hes nervous and stuttering out some weak threats and his voice is cracking and the lower half of his face is blushing (the upper half is robotic btw, just thought youd like to know ;D) and i couldnt hear what she was saying from where i was standing, but i could see she was saying something. So she like, she did that thing, yknow that thing when you corner someone and press your hand on the wall next to their head? Its a way of flirting ig, but anyway, Holly did that but with her FOOT. She lifted her leg and pressed her foot next to his head so hard the wall cracked, and he was basically haywiring at that point, but thats not all, no. Heres the cherry on the cake:

She said something else after she did that, and idk what she said but it flustered Emmet so hard that there was smoke and sparks coming out of his ears and, I SHIT YOU NOT, he straight up BLUE SCREENED. Bros eye went full BLUE and he FELL TO THE GROUND, and at that point i started laughing the loudest ive ever laughed. Holly also laughed with me and im fucking glad she did bc i was completely incapacitated at that point

Now idk abt yall but personally i think all of this is very SUSpicious (ඞ) and that he may have some feelings for her

So anyway i dont think Emmet is TA but he is def TPRR (The Pathetic Robot Rabbit) , so yall PLEASE help this man wake up cause he needs it badly. He straight up made a "mural of hate" where hes got a bunch of pics of Holly to "motivate" him to "destroy her". My man does NOT know how to cope with romantic feelings and he is discovering a lot of new things about himself and he desperately needs help

Im not giving the phone back to Emmet rn bc hes gonna delete all of this for sure so im sending this ask myself. Oh and on a finishing note, that list he talked abt? Yeah thats real LMAO and yes Holly does have the 1st, 2nd and 3rd place. I got the 4th one and also got the 5th one when i suggested he had jacked off to his mural of hate (god he was so pissed it was so fucking funny) so anyway yeah i hear Emmets screaming getting closer so i gotta send this before he finds me okay BYE

#aita #am i the asshole #unreality

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Hi sweety! I've just read this https://www.tumblr.com/itgomyway/730190673012260864/i-saw-your-response-to-that-one-anon-asking-about?source=share, and I'm still lost cause actually what the anon here referes to is exactly what I was pondering... Ok, deal, we get thay a fly in imagination is equal to a fly in so called 'reality' but I think that this anon refers exactly the same as I : since both are real, how you bring something from the subjective consciousness to the objective consciousness so the 'ego' can actually perceive it phisically? I KNOW it sounds very loa, but is kind of confusing...

Look the other day, we run out of watter in house 'cause the provider cut it for a while, it happends often, mostly when it happends is normal to stay 6 to 7 hours until the change of turn where the next group of workers remembers to give us watter again, so I thought then 'I don't wanna wait 'till 1pm to be able to go to the bathroom or make use of water, so i sat in my living and imagined the sound of the watter runing again in the kitchen, I did it for about 15 minutes. Nothing happened. Then I went to the bathroom, did my things, and still no watter so I figured out some water from somewhere else to wash my hands and bla bla bla... but thought again, WE have to do our things, We NEED water to cook and finish the day as it should, we need it, not just us but our neighbourgs too, so I stayed there, closed my eyes and imagined again the watter running this time in the bathroom, I've probably done this about 3', as at the same time was thinking 'this isn't working, if this time also doesn't work I better leave it. Probably I'm crazy' BUT guess what? The minute I thought it the watter started to flow again... Is like counsciousness has a good sence of humor, like black humor or 'it' decides when things will manifest as one wants...

For example right now I NEED to get out the place I'm currently living, move away with my pets, and I do the same process but nothing happends! Things get worse here and I'm tired. It's been a while that I'm on it so It should work aswell here too. But nothing happends...

Well, my ask was how we bring things to objective consciousness?? if u can enlight me with this I would thankyou for ever! Thankyou beforehand🙏🏻💖 your posts are awesome

BTW Sorry for my english, is not my mother tonge but I'm working on strenghten it😌

your english is fine and thank you for your words :)

there is no subjective to objective you are still seeing a separation. you just replaced “physical reality” and “imaginary” with “subjective” and “objective”. neither of these things exist nor do they matter. as consciousness you are everything and you dont have to do anything. if youre currently very attached to identifying as the ego then its no doubt its hard for you to grasp. and that’s okay. personally i don’t see a problem with you attempting to use loa to manifest your problems away, i do it whenever my ego wont stop bothering me but ill never look to non dualism for a solution as the ego because it doesn’t understand its not real in the first place. you were doing a technique to turn your water on, aka manifesting. you deemed it as a process and the moment YOU were aware of the actual water turning on, not the method making the water turn on, it turned on. even though you consciously used loa, it is still non dualism because thé instant you were aware was the instant it existed. hope this makes sense! good luck on your journey :)

#consciousness #nonduality #nondualism #awareness

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