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anonymousewrites · 4 months

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Clan of Three Christmas Special 2023

Father Figure! Mandalorian/Din Djarin x Teen! Reader

Mouse Note: Happy holidays! I hope you all have a wonderful holiday season and like this little moment for Mando and Ginger and Grogu

“What are gifts traditional for apprentices?” asked Mando.

The Armorer turned from the Forge to face him. “Why do you ask?”

“It is the anniversary of when I found Grogu and (Y/N). I want to commemorate it,” said Mando simply.

The Armorer nodded approvingly. “You have a strong bond with your Clan. That is good.” She placed her hammer down and fully focused on Mando. “So, you wish for gifts.”

“Yes,” said Mando. “I’ve given Grogu chainmail to protect him, and (Y/N) has their remade Ushti dagger. I have not had a Clan of my own or apprentices before, so I don’t know what I should give them next.”

The Armorer considered carefully. “Grogu is still quite young for more armor. Perhaps a game for him.”

�� Mando nodded. “He would enjoy that.” He paused. “Grogu, uh, likes the silver topper of one of the levers from my old ship. It’s a simple sphere, but he’d like that.”

The Armorer nodded. “Very well. And for (Y/N)?”

“They have a blaster and dagger, and I don’t feel comfortable arming them more,” said Mando.

“Their tendency to run into danger worries you,” said the Armorer in amusement.

Mando sighed. “Yes.”

“Then how about something to protect them?” suggested the Armorer. “A piece of armor would guard against some injuries.” She looked at the Mythosaur emblem on the wall. It reminded her that Mandalore the Great had chosen (Y/N) to guide. That was significant. “And it is time for them to start obtaining armor. They have more than earned their first piece.”

Mando brightened but kept calm. “Yes. That would be good. I’d enjoy the honor of giving (Y/N) their first bit of Mandalorian armor.”

The Armorer turned back to her tools. “What piece shall I craft?”

“A gauntlet for their wrist or forearm,” said Mando. “To protect their dominant arm while they fight.”

The Armorer nodded in approval. “This is the Way.”

“This is the Way,” said Mando.

“You’re supposed to throw it back to me, Grogu,” said (Y/N), hands on their hips as they looked at their brother.

Grogu babbled happily, still levitating the stone in front of him. (Y/N) rolled their eyes, lifted a hand, and pulled the stone to them. Grogu squawked indignantly.

“Relax, I’m going to toss it right back,” said (Y/N), flicking their ring and letting the rock float back to Grogu, who smiled widely upon getting to levitate it again. (Y/N) grinned but rolled their eyes. “I need practice, too.”

“You’re supposed to be resting after our last mission,” said Mando, walking up behind them and crossing his arms.

Grogu let the rock drop, and (Y/N) turned around without any embarrassment or guilt.

They shrugged. “I feel fine.”

“The last time you said that, you slept for an entire day when I finally got you to rest,” said Mando.

“That was one time, Buir,” said (Y/N).

“Ad’ika, we both know it was more than that,” said Mando.

“Okay, fine, maybe it was,” said (Y/N). “Sorry.”

“You’re not, but I’m going to accept your apology because I’m going to make you rest,” said Mando.

“Whatever you say,” said (Y/N). They noticed the little parcels he was carrying. “What’re those?”

Mando suddenly shifted, getting shyer. He still wasn’t used to being so soft, even if it was with his kids. And he wanted to do this right since it was an important moment.

“They’re gifts. For you and Grogu,” said Mando. “It’s the day that I found you two first.”

Grogu and (Y/N) were both silent.

“Is this alright?” asked Mando.

“You actually…You remember those things?” said (Y/N).

“Of course. You’re the most important parts of my life,” said Mando.

(Y/N) moved forward and hugged him tightly, and Grogu chirped and jumped up to hug him. Mando was surprised and balanced the presents before hugging them back.

“Thank you,” said (Y/N), and Grogu babbled in agreement.

“You haven’t even seen what I got you,” said Mando.

“Yeah, but you care about that. What you got us doesn’t matter,” said (Y/N).

Mando smiled beneath his helmet. “Thank you, Ad’ika.”

(Y/N) shrugged. “Doesn’t mean I don’t still want the gift, though.”

“I know,” said Mando with a light laugh. He held up the presents. “This one is yours, and this one is Grogu’s.”

Before Mando could even hand them over, the parcels levitated and flew to their recipients as the force moved for them. Grogu eagerly opened his first and babbled with a grin as he held up the silver ball.

(Y/N) smiled. “He’ll be levitating and throwing that around the whole ship.”

Mando sighed. “I know, but it makes him happy.”

(Y/N) opened theirs then, and their eyes widened as they lifted up the beskar gauntlet. “Is this Mandalorian armor?”

“You’re a Mandalorian,” said Mando simply. “And you’ve risked your life for us so many times that you have earned it, Ad’ika.”

(Y/N) grinned, closed the gauntlet around their forearm, and hugged Mando again. “Thank you so much, Buir.” They were a Mandalorian. More than that though, they were Mando’s child. And that’s what meant the most.

“Of course, Ad’ika,” said Mando, holding them close. He had his kids. That was all he needed.

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cap-ironman · 4 months

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2023 Cap-Iron Man Exchange Gifts unveiled on December 28

It’s the first day of reveals! Each day we will be revealing gifts created by 2023 Cap-Iron Man Holiday Exchange and Community Gifts event participants. The gifts will remain anonymous until January 11, giving everyone a chance to enjoy the works and guess the identities of creators. (Remember, if you've got a work in the collection, please remain anonymous until after creator reveals!)

Here are today’s gifts! Enjoy today's works and give them love!

★ All We Do for tinystark616 (MCU, 9556 words)

Tony doesn't mean for anyone to find those recordings. Steve doesn't mean to see them. Between the two of them, there were never the right words spoken, so this just might be a blessing in disguise.

★ Father and Son for starksnack (MCU, 5205 words)

Peter should have seen it coming. All hell breaks loose when his secret identity as Spider-Man is revealed. His parents take the news about as well as you'd imagine, and it escalates all too quickly. But his family wouldn't be his family if they didn't work through it. Together.

★ Take My Hand for ishipallthings (Avengers Assemble, Art

Steve is assigned to protect Tony Stark, son of Howard Stark, the famous inventor. Proud to a fault, Tony is reluctant to accept his bodyguard, but somehow, there's this one request he just can't deny.

To check out all of this year’s gifts (so far!), head over to the 2023 Captain America/Iron Man Holiday Exchange AO3 Collection.

When your gift is revealed, please be sure to comment and thank your gifter!

If you’re the creator of a gift that’s now been revealed, you can reply to any comments and stay anonymous — AO3 will automatically show you as "Anonymous Author" until the creator reveals.

Finally, you may want to change the publication date of your work to today’s date so that it shows up at the top of AO3's feeds. AO3’s guide is available here and we have a more detailed version here.

Happy holidays, and we hope you enjoy all of the revealed works!

♥ Your 2023 Cap-Iron Man Holiday Exchange and Community Gifts mods

#stevetony #superhusbands #stony #capimholidayexchange #capimevents

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im-just-a-br0adway-baby · 7 months

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Encantober 2023 Day 1: Sunset

The Madrigals just finished dinner and headed to the living room after cleaning up. The family continued talking and laughing with each other until Mirabel decided to go outside. After ten minutes, Bruno noticed Mirabel was missing and went to go look for her. He found her in the backyard and decided to sit with her.

“Is there something going on?” he asked as he sat next to his youngest niece.

Mirabel scooted closer to her uncle. “I’ve been thinking quite a lot lately, about Casita and being the new guardian of the candle and whatnot, what if I’m not ready for it?”

There was a silence before Bruno could respond. That one question had so much to unpack that Bruno had no idea how to respond at first. He knew that Mirabel has had serious self esteem issues since she was five, so this was not the most abnormal question to come from her. At the same time, he also has seen all the changes she has gone through from the sidelines in the last decade; he would not have thought she would still be doubting herself this much.

“Why would you think you’re not ready for it?”

“Because, I’ve seen how hard it has been on Abuela recently. She has spent the last fifty years of her life giving so much to the Encanto that it seems like she’s starting to burn out. I get that she’s getting older, but once she dies, it will be my turn to guard the candle. How am I going to handle it?”

The uncle and niece took a glance at the sunset as Mirabel shed a tear. Bruno has seen his mother go through everything the last fifty years when she guarded the candle and ran the Encanto. Since the day of his and his sisters’ gift ceremony, the stresses of running the Encanto, along with the trauma of losing their father, have gotten to her so much that it was bleeding onto the rest of the family.

“Mirabel, I’ve seen so much that has happened in this family since your gift ceremony. One of those things was when you saved the miracle. Nobody in this family would be where they are right now if it weren’t for your determination. Look at how much happier everyone is now that the miracle is saved. None of this would have happened if it weren’t for you.”

Mirabel looked at the sunset again and wiped a tear. Bruno put an arm on her shoulder, and she felt another hand on her other shoulder. She noticed Bruno only had one hand on her, so she looked on her other side and saw Alma sitting beside her with her hand on her other shoulder. Even though there were two different hands on her shoulders, Mirabel oddly felt like lots of weight was taken off her shoulders.

“There’s no need for you to feel scared, Mira. As long as I’m still here, I will be here to guide you,” Alma said as Mirabel moved closer towards her. “I will teach you everything I know about being the guardian of our miracle and our Encanto as long as I’m still alive.”

Mirabel moved between her grandmother and her uncle and put her arms around both of them in an embrace. “You really think I have the potential to lead the family and the miracle?”

“I don’t think, Mirabel; I know. When I first met your abuelo Pedro, I noticed so much determination and perseverance in him that I never saw in anyone else. I also noticed a lot of self esteem issues in him that I also saw in you for all these years. He asked many of the questions I expected from him when we first got married. ‘Will I be able to support my family enough?’ ‘Am I going to be a good father?’ All of these questions that made him doubt himself and who he was going to be. I was the one who assured him that our future would be bright, when we build it together; and I was going to be there helping him be the best he could be.

“When he died, that was when I became lost. I became a single mother of triplets and the guardian of an entire village overnight. That was when I thought I wasn’t going to be able to handle it. But that was when Casita helped me. Casita guided me through the process and it was difficult. I still thought I failed the family. But since you saved the miracle, look at what has happened since. You have single handedly helped me become a better matriarch for this family, saved this home, and saved the miracle all in one night! That is something you should be more than proud of.”

The trio looked at the sunset once more to see the bright pinks and oranges setting down on them as they spoke. They did not want that moment to end just because of how beautiful the sunset looked that night. Mirabel wanted to say something at first, but she did not want to interrupt the silence that was bringing them together again. Three wanderers wondering where their journey would lead to next, now brought together by the sunset that will soon fade in the matter of hours.

“You know, Abuela, that talk made me feel a little bit better. I was scared I would be lost without you. But now that I would also have Casita helping me along with you, I feel a little bit more confident about guarding the miracle. Besides, since I did save the miracle, with some help from Bruno, that alone was enough to help me.”

“And remember; even after I’m gone, Casita will live forever. Casita will always be here to help you throughout the process.”

Mirabel, Alma, and Bruno continued to look at the sun as it turned from pink and orange to darker blues, and moved closer to each other to hug. This was the closest they have been for the longest time; they do not even remember the last time they talked with each other alone besides when Mirabel saved the miracle. They stayed in the backyard together to watch the sunset for another hour until Julieta came outside to see her mother, brother, and daughter sitting together in Casita’s backyard.

“Mirabel, it’s getting late. You should be getting ready for bed,” she said, leaning by the back door.

Mirabel heard her mother call her and she, Bruno, and Alma got up to go back in the house and get ready for bed. Once they got back inside, Mirabel ran up to Bruno and Alma as they went upstairs.

“Abuela, Tio Bruno, I just want to say, thank you for making me feel better. I think I’m going to do a great job being the next guardian.”

Alma and Bruno smiled at each other as they went back upstairs. Mirabel looked outside her room to see the sunset turned to nightfall and smiled at the moon. She giggled to herself before heading to bed.

#encanto #disney #disney encanto #disney's encanto #encantober #encantober 2023 #mirabel madrigal #abuela alma madrigal #bruno madrigal #day 1 #day 1: sunset #sunset #family bonding #encanto fic #encanto fanfic #encanto fanfiction #la familia madrigal

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bosooka · 7 months

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Sabine Week Day 1: Imperial Academy

Helloooooo! It's Sabine Week! WHOO! Here is my fill for today. You can read it below the cut or right [HERE] on AO3!

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: Rebels Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sabine Wren & Ursa Wren Characters: Sabine Wren, Ursa Wren, Tristan Wren (mentioned), Alrich Wren (mentioned) - Character Additional Tags: Sabine Week 2023, Pre-Canon, Canon Compliant, Mother-Daughter Relationship, ursa loves her baby girl okaaaay, LET ME LIVE MY DELUSION THANK YOU Series: Part 1 of Sabine Week 2023 Summary: While away at the Imperial Academy on Mandalore, Sabine receives a care package from her mother.

There was nothing in the galaxy except Sabine and the box in front of her.

It was wrapped securely, cardboard and tape around what Sabine knew was a sturdy wooden chest, her mother’s way to both send her treats and much-needed storage solutions. Utility blade in hand, Sabine pulled apart the layers of packaging until the wood revealed itself, carved carefully with ancient Krownestian symbols, so old they preceded even the arrival of native Mando’a to the planet. Sabine ran her fingers over the patterns, the tiny mistakes etched permanently into the wood. The box was beautifully made, its buckles and hinges gleaming as Sabine turned it over in her hands, but all over she saw, here and there, miniscule imperfections that were not the mark of Clan Wren’s gifted artisans.

Finally opening the box, she lifted out the piece of folded flimsi on top, labeled with only her name in her mother’s calligraphy.

My blessed daughter,

I am glad to hear you are well. Do not allow the challenge of your courses to intimidate you. You are well-prepared for whatever material they may instruct you in, and your sharp mind will take care of the rest. Take care of your armor; do not let it dry out or let dust accumulate upon its surface, as this will scratch it. It is dishonorable to be seen in scratched armor.

As for Tristan and your father, they are both well. Tristan has begun preparations to swear the Creed. I am sure he will soon write to you with questions about the scripture. As his elder, it is your duty to guide and counsel him. Do not neglect in this duty despite the distance. Your father wished for me to tell you that he is working on a new series of “colorful landscapes”. I am sure there is a great lack of color there in Sundari.

I look forward to your return for the festival season. In the meantime, I hope the gift of this box and its contents will keep home close by.

With love,

Your Mother

Sabine traced the handwriting with her fingers, pretending the paper was still warm from her mother’s touch. There was a strange burning in her chest as she imagined Tristan sitting by Mother’s side, learning to recite the writings of their ancestors while she made Sabine this box, which was as meticulous and imperfect as Mother herself was. Setting the letter aside, she pulled the box into her lap and inspected the contents. There were sweets, of course: hand-shaped wheat candy and snowflake crisps that had likely been made in bulk for the Spring festival. There were also a stack of noodle packages she could cook in her nanowave oven. Beneath them was a small hand-bound book of poetry and a package of colored-ink styluses. Sabine lay it all out around her and frowned. For such a big box, there wasn’t much in it. She set the box down and laid her hand flat against the bottom. It seemed her hand stopped too early—to high above where the floor of the chest should have been. She rapped on it lightly with her knuckles, and it gave a distinctive hollow noise.

Only now did Sabine remember there was another universe around her. She checked that her dorm door was closed and the curtains pulled closed.

“Mother,” Sabine sighed, and grabbed her utility blade again, wiggling it between the wall and “bottom” of the chest until it lifted up. Beneath lay a set of powder packets and a thin bottle, labeled once more by her mother: Red dye. Yellow dye. Bleach.

Grinning from ear to ear, she wiggled out the small piece of flimsi that lay beneath the gifts.

In case you need more color. - Mama

#ursa wren #sabine wren #sabine week 2023 #i am deathly fucking ill sorry if there are typos #if you liked it please reblog/comment on ao3/do that fun stuff #tyyyy

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walkswithmyfather · 11 months

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“On the day of Pentecost all the believers were meeting together in one place. Suddenly, there was a sound from heaven like the roaring of a mighty windstorm, and it filled the house where they were sitting. Then, what looked like flames or tongues of fire appeared and settled on each of them. And everyone present was filled with the Holy Spirit and began speaking in other languages, as the Holy Spirit gave them this ability.” —Acts 2:1‭-‬4 (NLT)

“After this prayer, the meeting place shook, and they were all filled with the Holy Spirit. Then they preached the word of God with boldness.” —Acts 4:31 (NLT)

Today is Pentecost Sunday. Why do Christians celebrate Pentecost? Here are some insights from Crosswalk.com:

“Pentecost is a Christian holiday, observed on the seventh Sunday after Easter, that celebrates the blessing of the Holy Spirit upon the Apostles and other followers of Jesus Christ, as mentioned in the Acts of the Apostles (Acts 2:1-31). The day of Pentecost is known in the Christian Church as the day on which the Spirit descended upon the apostles. Guided by Peter's preaching, many thousands were converted in Jerusalem.

This year, Pentecost will be on Sunday, May 28th, 2023 occurring seven weeks after Easter Sunday (April 9). Why do Christians celebrate Pentecost? According to Ray Pritchard from Christianity.com, “Modern Christians observe Pentecost as a holiday, not to celebrate a wheat harvest, but to remember when the Holy Spirit invaded the Church in Acts 2.”

The description in Act 2 states that, after Jesus ascended into heaven, Jesus’ followers were gathered together for the Feast of Harvest (aka Pentecost), and the Holy Spirit “filled the whole house where they were sitting” (Acts 2:2). “All of them were filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in other tongues as the Spirit enabled them” (Acts 2:4). This unusual event drew a large crowd, and Peter stood up to speak to them about repentance and the gospel of Christ (Acts 2:14). By the end of the day that the Holy Spirit came, the Church grew by 3,000 people (Acts 2:41). This is why Christians still celebrate Pentecost.

Pentecost in the Bible:

Acts 2:1-4 "When the day of Pentecost came, they were all together in one place. Suddenly a sound like the blowing of a violent wind came from heaven and filled the whole house where they were sitting. hey saw what seemed to be tongues of fire that separated and came to rest on each of them. All of them were filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in other tongues as the Spirit enabled them."

John 14:26 "But the Advocate, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, will teach you all things and will remind you of everything I have said to you."

Exodus 32:22 "Celebrate the Festival of Weeks with the firstfruits of the wheat harvest, and the Festival of Ingathering at the turn of the year."

A Prayer for Pentecost:

Dear Heavenly Father, on this day, 2000 years ago, you inaugurated the church by having the Holy Spirit indwell in your believers. We rejoice that you have allowed us, men and women, Jew and Gentile, to experience new life. Thank you for the gift of the Holy Spirit, our comforter, our guide, and so many other things. And may we continue to celebrate this day until you return again. Amen."

Other links:

Bible Verses About Pentecost

5 Remarkable Things to Know About Pentecost Sunday

Prayers for Pentecost and Holy Spirit Power

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rayroseu · 1 year

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EVENT: TWST CHARITY DRIVE (@twst-charity)

I am a Contributor here !

[updated: 03_03_2024] i figured it would be more easy if i just made a carrd, please read for info and rules ^-^ sideblog/reblogs: @rayroseu-reblogs

PENDING ARTREQUEST: - cyno with malleus! by anon 💖💐

[ #lian arts -> art tag ]

[ #lian inbox -> asks and answers ]

[ #lian notes -> commentaries, memes, and theories ]

[ ko-fi -> for support and future commissions ]

masterlist under the cut~ (please let me know if youre searchinh for any works of mine!)

my art summary of 2023 ❣️❣️❣️🌌🌌🌌

: ART MASTERLIST !

☆ twistedwonderland

╰┈➤silver vanrouge

bunny guard silver (for the white rabbit festival event)

knight of dreams (silver)

tsum lilia with silver

this is the blessing i put upon you

╰┈➤lilia vanrouge

cradle seeker (for the theory that lilia kidnapped baby silver)

shadow of the past (lilia vanrouge)

from nightmares to dreams (lilia vanrouge)

awaken (lilia vanrouge)

wounds soaked on hot springs (lilia vanrouge)

Bloodshed (Lilia Vanrouge)

Lilia with Stitch! (+ Malleus' fathers way of keeping his social life intact!)

if only i could've burned to death in that fire too

Temptations (Playful Land Lilia)

╰┈➤sebek zigvolt

strike through the darkness (sebek zigvolt)

portrait of sebek

╰┈➤malleus draconia

you're not scary at all, malleus

flowers for malleus (humbuns) entry

malleus with my melody hat

pinching malleus' cheeks

deathly loneliness attacks(malleus)

chocolatier malleus

happy invitation (malleus draconia)

Malleus with Halo-halo (Filipino cold dessert)

Happy 100th Anniversary! (+Grim) (In celebration of Grim-Malleus DUO!✨)

masquerade malleus

╰┈➤book 7-related artworks

mothers day for queen maleficia (with little malleus)

subdued (queen maleficia and malleus)

you have a lot to learn with (Lilia and Malleus)

unhatched eggcellency (fanmade SSR Card of Tamago Malleus! w/ GROOVY)

mallevan/levanoa headcanon 1: draconias showers their mate with flowers 💐

mallevan/levanoa headcanon 2: mallenoa is levan and lilia's guide in practicing their magic 🪄

mallevan/levanoa headcanon 3: Malleus inherited his love of gargoyles from Levan for Levan studied Architecture in hopes of building a castle that can withstand Malenoa's destructive tantrums. 🏰

my design for Malenoa Draconia and Levan!

everytime you kissed me (Meleanor and Levan)

Lightning of Judgement (Meleanor)

Look-Alikes...? (Meleanor/Levan and Knight of Dawn/Leia)

Dreams of What Could've Been (Knight of Dawn and Meleanor with their sons)

Meleanor Draconia is the Dark Mirror Theory

the ordeal of finding a friend (meleanor x crowley (levan))

if only true love was enough (meleanor x lilia)

meleanor draconia reacting to malleus hatching

╰┈➤malleyuu stuffs ♡

malleus with barbie!yuu

meet me at midnight (malleyuu)

malleus x citrine (my oc) doodle

in comparison to me, you are just a baby (malleyuu but yuu is older to him in years)

i want to convey words more meaningful than goodbyes

mistletoe kiss but no one is allowed to kiss

╰┈➤comics

(theory comic) "I hate you beastie" where Lilia blames baby Silver for the death of his friends but really the one who he genuinely blames is himself.

(AU comic) Silver is the older brother of Malleus but he's aging at human lifespan

my most precious treasure (meleanor and malleus)

saved by diasomnia

my favourite scenes in book 7.6 doodles

╰┈➤doodles

not spared from fatherhood (crowley and lilia vanrouge)

i dont exist in other ppl's lives meme (gn yuu)

lilia and stitch as malleus new beastie! / lilia and crowley looks out for malleus' friends

All is Found (feat. TWST Mothers)

I missed seeing OB!Malleus... (Malleus with my Yuu (Citrine))

malleus with frieren

halloween gift for @/hanafubukki (malleus)

halloween gift for @/insideous-beez (grim)

crowley sketch for @/prince-kallisto

╰┈➤idia shroud

idia shroud as merryweather

☆ mysticmessenger

╰┈➤saeran choi

im the one who is in control (unknown)

lilac, the first feeling of love and spring (suit saeran)

begonia, beware (ray)

in the first blossoms of spring (saeran)

a night of just the two of us (saeran)

caressed heart (ray)

sweet dreams from saeran

happy valentines ray!

happy birthday saeran 2023

╰┈➤hyun ryu

happy birthday zen!

a date in cherry blossom spring for quirky-and-kind

☆ obeyme

╰┈➤leviathan

happy birthday leviathan

☆ genshin impact

╰┈➤hu tao

hutao fanart for a friend~

☆ gift arts

roxanna vanrouge for roxannavanrouge2400

a date in cherry blossom spring for quirky-and-kind

malleus doodle for ventiquemr

: WRITING RECS !

the love of a family - hanafubukki

overblot silver request - serenescribe

《divider credit to @/firefly-graphics》

#masterlist #notes #me #about me

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cambridgedesignvector2 · 4 months

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Choosing the perfect Father's Day gift can sometimes be challenging, but here are some indications or pointers to consider when selecting a gift for Father's Day:

Interests and Hobbies: Consider the father's hobbies and interests. A gift related to his hobbies, whether it's sports, gardening, reading, cooking, technology, or any other passion, can be a thoughtful choice.

Needs and Preferences: Pay attention to any hints or comments the father may have made about something he needs or wants. It could be a gadget, tool, accessory, or item that would enhance his daily life.

Sentimental Value: Personalized or sentimental gifts often hold special meaning. Consider gifts that carry sentimental value, such as customized items, engraved items, or something that reflects a shared memory or inside joke.

Quality Time: Experiences or activities that allow quality time together can be an excellent gift. This could include tickets to an event, a planned outing, a cooking class, or any activity he would enjoy doing with family or friends.

Practicality: Practical gifts that are useful in daily life can also be appreciated. It could be something related to home improvement, organization, grooming, or any item that makes his routine easier or more enjoyable.

Surprise Element: If the father enjoys surprises, consider something unexpected or unique that aligns with his interests but may not have been expected.

Consideration of Preferences: Take into account his preferences in terms of style, color, brand, or specific details when choosing a gift to ensure it aligns with his tastes.

Quality and Durability: Opt for gifts that are of good quality and durable, ensuring they'll last and be used for a long time.

Understanding Lifestyle Changes: Consider any lifestyle changes or new interests he might have developed recently. A gift that aligns with these changes could be a thoughtful gesture.

Expression of Gratitude: Above all, the gift should express gratitude, love, and appreciation for the father's role, guidance, and support.

Taking these indications into account can help guide you in selecting a meaningful and appreciated Father's Day gift that resonates with the father's preferences and brings joy on this special occasion.

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neoneldritchkyo · 5 months

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Giving Thanks [2023]

Honestly, there is an abundance of gratitude I wish to express, so please be prepared for an assortment of words. If you prefer not to read the entirety of it, that is perfectly acceptable. I'll do my best to shorten it (at the best of my ability).

I am deeply grateful for my partners, the moon and the star, who understand my struggles and guide me through my darkest nights. To be frank, divulging my innermost thoughts and feelings has been quite challenging, and occasionally I find myself grappling with the process. However, I know to trust them both to uphold complete transparency with both of you under any circumstances. While I have previously relayed experiences that have caused me pain, I have since made peace with the past, recognizing that the present and future hold greater significance. The knowledge that I can rely on your presence each day elicits immense joy within me. It fills me with great satisfaction to the forthcoming milestone of reaching one year together on this remarkable journey as partners, just a mere 18 days away. August 2024, I hope to see you all at San Antonio and have a wonderful time together. May our future be endowed with even more remarkable moments. I wholeheartedly consider the two of you as my entire universe.

I am appreciative of the love and apprecation by my family. Despite the pain in the ass, it is through tough love that I have been able to attain personal development and acquire invaluable life lessons that I will forever cherish. I hold in my heart the joyous and genuinely heartfelt moments I have shared with my family. In fact, tomorrow there's going to be another member of our family. A one year old domestic shorthair, Benji. I'm very happy to welcome our new cat to this family. My father, mother, and sisters serve as the foundation of my sense of belonging and security. They are my home. I also want to give thanks to those in our family and pets who has passed. As much as I don't have religious beliefs, I hope they're having a pleasant feast.

I am sincerely grateful for the unwavering support and kindness extended by my friends and mutuals. While there have been thorns that have stung my skin, I have managed to recover from those experiences and gain valuable lessons of friendship. I assure you that I shall stay by your side and provide a listening ear, just as you have done for me during my rough patches. You all are the very reason I continue to post art every day. I am often told that I have served as a significant source of inspiration for other artists, and I deeply appreciate the impact I have on their artistic development. Each and every one of you is truly remarkable and I'm very glad to have met you all, especially to those who stuck with me for years. I am immensely grateful for the joyous moments and camaraderie we have collectively experienced. Your companionship holds great significance in my life, and I express gratitude for each instance we share in each other's company.

Thaf, this message is dedicated to you. With your kind act of appreciation towards your thumbnail artists, I feel that I do the same to you. I want to express my gratitude not only for being my boss but also for being a dear friend who has continuously presented me with various opportunities such as creating merchandise, designing thumbnails, and assisting with references, amongst many other things. Without a doubt, your community has played a significant role in my personal growth and mental well-being. If it wasn't for my knowledge of your content, I cannot fathom where I would currently find myself. Moreover, the fact that you went above and beyond by gifting me a personal PC purely out of the kindness within your heart holds immeasurable significance. I extend my utmost appreciation to you and your community for rescuing me from a bleak chapter of my life and granting me the chance to collaborate with you as well as be considered your friend.

Lastly, I'm thankful for my life. I am grateful for the people I meet, the people I bond with, the people I love in my life who demonstrate care, love, support, and concern for me. I am thankful for the opportunity to experience today and the potential for the days that lie ahead. Despite my less than ideal health, I am appreciative for the well-being that I do possess. Moreover, I express gratitude for the financial resources I currently possess. I appreciate my growth as a person. Even with my slip-ups, I take accountability and know better. Thank you for reading, everyone. Have a wonderful thanksgiving.

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islyingtoyou · 10 months

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new beginnings, death, and peace.

[Tuesday, July 18, 2023]

it's not fucking fair.

he was to start his job from today. I went with him to his office. we talked for the entire 30-minute commute, and he was so excited to have such a high-end job right after college. we had a bit of cake that he'd baked and walked 10 minutes to his office. we're standing on the middle of the road divider when he gets a call. his grandfather is dead. dead.

i'm holding his hand, guiding him through the traffic. i'm scared he might run into the cars himself. I hug him when we're on the escalator. I hold his hand. he can't process it yet. he's still in shock. we stand outside the enormous 25-floor glass building spread over 10 acres. people walk past us laughing and talking, unaware of the tragedy that has just occurred. i let him stay silent for a while. he calls his mother. they're coming to pick him up. they have to leave for their grandfather's place. he has to talk to his boss. hopefully, he can get his documentation process done online. he talks of things unrelated. I let him.

he has to go. i disregard the people around and hug him. it takes him a while to respond, but he puts his arms around my waist. his breathing is shallow. he rests his head on my shoulders and takes a deep, shaky breath. he pulls back. i wipe a lone tear off his right cheek. we begin to walk towards the building. i kiss his hand. it's going to be okay soon, i tell him. he smiles at me, squeezes my hand, and walks away.

i stand watching until he's disappeared into the building. i want to stay right there until he gets out and goes off with his parents, but he told me to go home. i get on the subway and sit for many stops past my own. the music blasting from my earphones doesn't distract me. i can't help but think of how broken he looked. i call a mutual friend. i text my parents asking for advice. as i double back home, i text him about it, to let his emotions out, to feel, and know that i'm here for him. i tell him not to text me out of any sort of obligation, but to just let me know when he reaches the place.

i reach home and lie down on the bed. i can feel my heart breaking thinking of him and all that he has had to go through. I've never met his father's father, and yet i feel the loss as my own. i wish i could physically be there for him.

he tells me his father seems okay, except that he's driving at 150 km/hr, and he isn't sure if they'll make it out alive themselves. i pray for him. for his father. for his mother. for his grandfather's soul. they reach safely. i am over 300 kilometers away, and yet i prepare myself to be able to help him.

i don't hear from him for almost 12 hours. i spend my time in household chores and netflix. i had planned to work on his birthday gift, but this day seems like a wrong one to do so. I read about customs and last rites. i read about peace and the soul. i read about omens.

we talk around midnight. he's lying on the roof, watching the stars. arcturus and vega are bright tonight, he tells me. altair is pretty too, he says. i smile. it's soothing to me that my stars are comforting to him. i think back to the first day i pointed out stars in the sky, and he couldn't believe they were visible from a city like ours.

he says he's fine. that it was a rollercoaster of pain, observation, and acceptance. carrying the body barefoot as a pallbearer for over a mile, there was a strange feeling in him. it rained. the wood on the pyre is wet. it takes five hours for it to burn to ashes. the people stand and watch in silence. it took away the pain of loss, he said.

there are stories shared. he lived a fulfilling and happy life. they eat together in the evening - the first meal of the day. most of the extended family leaves. he stays with his parents, lying on the roof of their old house, looking up at the stars. he comes back tomorrow, he says. his parents will stay. he'll go back on the twelfth day.

he says he doesn't know what he would've done if i hadn't been there when the news came. i send a silent prayer to the gods for helping me be there at the right time. he says he thinks i'm special, and he's grateful to have me. i tell him i'm thankful to be there for him, for he's the love of my life. we smile. he has to go.

i remind him that sunrise is always going to come after a sunset, no matter how dark a night might be. i tell him i love him.

i sit in my room thinking of just the day before. we went to the temples to thank the deities for our blessings and to ask for guidance from the divine in times tough. i prayed for strength and success for him. for him to achieve every dream in life, be it with me or without. i prayed for his health, for bravery, and love. he's shown it all today.

i toss and turn, trying to sleep. it's three in the morning. i hug my pillow close. far away, maybe he's doing the same thing. maybe he's asleep. but the inability to sleep consumes me. it will continue to do so until i have him in my arms again, knowing he is safe. knowing i can help him.

my heart aches for him, and sometimes it feels like i can physically feel him and his emotions. today, there's conflict and sadness, but there's also peace. it seems as though tonight, he's finding another star to name.

pray for my love.

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jkottke · 11 months

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The 2023 Kottke Father's Day Gift Guide (aka what to get your dorky tech/design/culture dad for Father's Day). Art, cooking stuff, gadgets, baseball cards (??), delicious food and a maglev Rubik's cube (!!).

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orthodoxydaily · 1 year

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Saints&Reading: Sunday, March 27, 2023

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VENERABLE JOHN OF THE LADDER (LESTVICHNIK; KLIMATIKOS; CLIMATICUS)

(movable holiday on the 4th Sunday of the Great Lent)

Saint John of the Ladder is honored by Holy Church as a great ascetic and author of the renowned spiritual book called THE LADDER, from which he is also called “of the Ladder” (Climacus).

There is almost no information about Saint John’s origins. One tradition suggests that he was born in Constantinople around the year 570, and was the son of Saints Xenophon and Maria (January 26).

John went to Sinai when he was sixteen, submitting to Abba Martyrius as his instructor and guide. After four years, Saint John was tonsured as a monk. Abba Strategios, who was present at Saint John’s tonsure, predicted that he would become a great luminary in the Church of Christ.

For nineteen years Saint John progressed in monasticism in obedience to his spiritual Father. After the death of Abba Martyrius, Saint John embarked on a solitary life, settling in a wild place called Thola, where he spent forty years laboring in silence, fasting, prayer, and tears of penitence.

It is not by chance that in THE LADDER Saint John speaks about tears of repentance: “Just as fire burns and destroys the wood, so pure tears wash away every impurity, both external and internal.” His holy prayer was strong and efficacious, as seen from an example from the life of the God-pleasing saint.

Saint John had a disciple named Moses. Once, the saint ordered his disciple to bring dung to fertilize the vegetable garden. When he had fulfilled the obedience, Moses lay down to rest under the shade of a large rock, because of the scorching heat of summer. Saint John was in his cell in a light sleep. Suddenly, a man of remarkable appearance appeared to him and awakened the holy ascetic, reproaching him, “John, why do you sleep so heedlessly when Moses is in danger?”

Saint John immediately woke up and began to pray for his disciple. When Moses returned in the evening, Saint John asked whether misfortune had befallen him.

The monk replied, “A large rock would have fallen on me as I slept beneath it at noon, but I left that place because I thought I heard you calling me.” Saint John did not tell his disciple of his vision but gave thanks to God.

Saint John ate the food permitted by the monastic rule, but only in moderation. He did not sleep very much, only enough to keep up his strength so that he would not ruin his mind by unceasing vigil. “I do not fast excessively,” he said of himself, “nor do I give myself over to intense all-night vigil, nor lay upon the ground, but I restrain myself..., and the Lord soon saved me.”

The following example of Saint John’s humility is noteworthy. Gifted with discernment and attaining wisdom through spiritual experience, he lovingly received all who came to him and guided them to salvation. One day some envious monks reproached him for being too talkative, so Saint John kept silent for a whole year. The monks realized their error, and they went to the ascetic and begged him not to deprive them of the spiritual profit of his conversation.

Concealing his ascetic deeds from others, Saint John sometimes withdrew into a cave, but reports of his holiness spread far beyond the vicinity. Visitors from all walks of life came to him, desiring to hear his words of edification and salvation. After forty years of solitary asceticism, he was chosen as igumen of Sinai when he was seventy-five. Saint John governed the holy monastery for four years. Toward the end of his life, the Lord granted him the gifts of clairvoyance and wonderworking.

At the request of Saint John, igumen of the Raithu monastery (Commemorated on Cheesefare Saturday), he wrote the incomparable LADDER, a book of instruction for monks who wished to attain spiritual perfection.

Knowing of the wisdom and spiritual gifts of Saint John of Sinai, the igumen of Raithu requested him to write down whatever was necessary for the salvation of those in the monastic life. Such a book would be “a ladder fixed on the earth” (Gen. 28:12), leading people to the gates of Heaven.

Saint John felt that such a task was beyond his ability, yet out of obedience he fulfilled the request. The saint called his work THE LADDER, for the book is “a fixed ladder leading from earthly things to the Holy of Hollies....” The thirty steps of spiritual perfection correspond to the thirty years of the Lord’s age. After completing these thirty steps, we will find ourselves with the righteous and will not stumble. THE LADDER begins with the renunciation of the world and ends with God, Who is love (1 John 4:8).

Although the book was written for monks, any Christian living in the world will find it an unerring guide for ascending to God, and support in the spiritual life. Saints Theodore the Studite (November 11 and January 26), Sergius of Radonezh (September 25 and July 5), Joseph of Volokolamsk (September 9 and October 18), and others relied on THE LADDER as an important guide to salvation.

The twenty-second step of THE LADDER deals with various forms of vainglory. Saint John writes: “When I fast, I am vainglorious; and when I permit myself food in order to conceal my fasting from others, I am again vainglorious about my prudence. When I dress in fine clothing, I am vanquished by vanity, and if I put on drab clothing, I am overcome by vanity again. If I speak, vainglory defeats me. If I wish to keep silent, I am again given over to it. Wherever this thorn comes up, it stands with its points upright.

A vain person seems to honor God, but strives to please men rather than God.

People of lofty spirit bear insult placidly and willingly, but only the holy and righteous may hear praise without harm.

When you hear that your neighbor or friend has slandered you behind your back or even to your face, praise and love him.

It is not the one who reproaches himself and shows humility, for who will not put up with himself? It is the one who is slandered by another yet continues to show love for him.

Whoever is proud of his natural gifts, intelligence, learning, skill in reading, clear enunciation, and other similar qualities acquired with little labor will never obtain supernatural gifts. Whoever is not faithful in small things (Luke 16:10), is also unfaithful in large items, and is vainglorious.

It often happens that God humbles the vainglorious, sending a sudden misfortune. If prayer does not destroy a proud thought, we consider the soul's departure from this life. And if this does not help, let us fear the shame which follows dishonor. “For whoever humbles himself shall be exalted, and whoever exalts himself shall be humbled” (Luke 14:11). When those who praise us, or rather seduce us, start to praise us, let us recall our many sins, then we shall find that we are not worthy of what they say or do to honor us.”

In THE LADDER of Saint John, the ascent toward spiritual perfection, is essential for anyone who wishes to save his soul. It is a written account of his thoughts based on the collected wisdom of many wise ascetics and on his own spiritual experience. The book is an excellent help on the path to truth and virtue.

The steps of THE LADDER proceed gradually from strength to strength on the path of perfection. The summit is not reached suddenly but gradually, as the Savior says: “The Kingdom of Heaven suffers violence, and the violent take it by force” (Mt.11:12).

Saint John is also commemorated on the fourth Sunday of Great Lent.

THE PRIESTMARTYR PUPLIOS, BISHOP OF ATHENS (2nd c.)

( Athen all saints)

Saint Publius was Bishop of Athens (after Saint Narcissus) during the second century. He was one of the Seventy Apostles (January 4), and a disciple of Saint Dionysios the Aereopagite (October 3). The God-pleasing hierarch ruled his flock as a good shepherd, and he gave his life for his rational sheep, after he had perfected it by a martyric death during the persecution of Emperor Marcus Aurelius (161-180).

Source all texts: Orthodox Church of America_OCA

JOHN 20:11-18

11 But Mary stood outside by the tomb weeping, and as she wept she stooped down and looked into the tomb. 12 And she saw two angels in white sitting, one at the head and the other at the feet, where the body of Jesus had lain. 13 Then they said to her, "Woman, why are you weeping?" She said to them, "Because they have taken away my Lord, and I do not know where they have laid Him." 14 Now when she had said this, she turned around and saw Jesus standing there, and did not know that it was Jesus. 15 Jesus said to her, "Woman, why are you weeping? Whom are you seeking?" She, supposing Him to be the gardener, said to Him, "Sir, if You have carried Him away, tell me where You have laid Him, and I will take Him away." 16 Jesus said to her, "Mary!" She turned and said to Him, "Rabboni!" (which is to say, Teacher). 17 Jesus said to her, "Do not cling to Me, for I have not yet ascended to My Father; but go to My brethren and say to them, 'I am ascending to My Father and your Father, and to My God and your God.' " 18 Mary Magdalene came and told the disciples that she had seen the Lord, and that He had spoken these things to her.

EPHESIANS 5:9-19

9 (for the fruit of the Spirit is in all goodness, righteousness, and truth), 10 finding out what is acceptable to the Lord. 11 And have no fellowship with the unfruitful works of darkness, but rather expose them. 12 For it is shameful even to speak of those things which are done by them in secret. 13 But all things that are exposed are made manifest by the light, for whatever makes manifest is light. 14 Therefore He says: "Awake, you who sleep, Arise from the dead, And Christ will give you light." 15 See then that you walk circumspectly, not as fools but as wise, 16 redeeming the time, because the days are evil. 17 Therefore do not be unwise, but understand what the will of the Lord is. 18 And do not be drunk with wine, in which is dissipation; but be filled with the Spirit, 19 speaking to one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord,

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cap-ironman · 4 months

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2023 Cap-Iron Man Exchange Gifts unveiled on January 2

It’s the sixth day of reveals! Each day we will be revealing gifts created by 2023 Cap-Iron Man Holiday Exchange and Community Gifts event participants. The gifts will remain anonymous until January 11, giving everyone a chance to enjoy the works and guess the identities of creators. (Remember, if you've got a work in the collection, please remain anonymous until after creator reveals!)

Here are today’s gifts!

★ Hot Rod Red for Cap-IM Community (MCU, 37,070 words) Steve has been single since the abrupt end of his engagement 5 years ago (despite the efforts of his friends). When he accidentally stumbles across an attractive cam model online, the idea of having a virtual booty call on hand seems appealing. The only problem, Tony is far more charming than Steve would have imagined and there is more to him than a pretty smile and a nice body. Too bad all their interactions are just part of Tony's job… or are they?

★ Love makes fools of us all for Ginevra_Benci (MCU, 3,682 words) “I am doing this to protect you. I rather take the ‘long may he reign’ part pretty seriously, unlike you.” Steve plucked at the material again. “And you could’ve told me your father’s jester was nearly half my height.” The bells jingled when he huffed, making Tony’s smile wider. "Where would be the fun in that, my love?” Tony murmured, grinning as he stepped in the great hall, the room falling silent at his presence. Steve would do anything to protect his King - no matter how humiliating.

★ Since We've No Place to Go for superdecibels (MCU, 5,904 words) Friends with benefits Omega!Tony and Alpha!Steve confront their hidden feelings for each other when they get snowed in together.

To check out all of this year’s gifts (so far!), head over to the 2023 Captain America/Iron Man Holiday Exchange AO3 Collection.

When your gift is revealed, please be sure to comment and thank your gifter!

If you’re the creator of a gift that’s now been revealed, you can reply to any comments and stay anonymous — AO3 will automatically show you as "Anonymous Author" until the creator reveals.

Happy holidays, and we hope you enjoy all of the revealed works!

♥ Your 2023 Cap-Iron Man Holiday Exchange and Community Gifts mods

#stevetony #stony #superhusbands #capimevents #capimholidayexchange

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