#my first idea was them meditating together but i didn't like the way that was turning out

[bobbinalong]

potential #3 wip

#i'm not sure i love this yet #should maybe actually put them in their suits #my first idea was them meditating together but i didn't like the way that was turning out #and then there would be the very obsious running together #i dunno yet #wip #dc #bart allen #max mercury

[an-au-blog]

Omg i have an idea - Sanji prince set to marry the princess of Wano arc but she is in love with her bodygaurd Zoro. This makes sanji jealous of him and he in his free time does everything in his power to piss off zoro but zoro starts liking it. In reality he had never had hots for the princess, but the day he saw Sanji and his fighting skills, zoro was inexplicably drawn to him. So they start sparring together and arguing but they find it comforting in a way.

Will u elaborate this au ?? I would love to see you enhance it

Yesyesyesyes! I saw that (I just hate replying from my main and as far as ik I can't respond from a secondary)

This reminds me of a royal au art post that I see or come back to every so often like "I should probably write a royal au"

(anyways here i go... this turned out longer than intended lol:)

At first, Sanji would be so happy and anxious about meeting the princess. He's never seen her, it was an arranged marriage, but he heard that she is the most beautiful and elegant woman. So it was a huge shock when he arrived and all she would do was try to tend to her bodyguard or try chatting him up. Emphasis on the "try". The most he replied with was a huff or a grunt. Most of the time he acted like she wasn't even there. Even when she did talk to Sanji, the conversation somehow always circled back to her body guard.

It was all "Zoro this," and "Zoro that," and admittedly, Sanji could hesitantly agree that if what she was talking about him was true, he was a man of pride and honor. It still pissed him off.

Sanji was a bit disappointed on many levels. He wanted a nice date with his future wife. What was he thinking? The mossheaded brute? She could do so much better than that swordsman. What does he have that Sanji doesn't??? Not to mention that the guard was staring daggers into him the whole day.

At the end of their "date", the swordsman insisted on sending him off to where he'd be staying. He even offered to give him a tour of the city.

Sanji responded with a "I'd love to get a tour from miss Hiyori, but I don't want anything from you, mosshead."

They end up going anyway because the very next day...

Zoro to Hiyori: I should take him into town for a tour.

Hiyori: Yes that's a great idea! I could come too,

Zoro: No

Sanji: Yes

Zoro sweating: it uh... it won't be safe.

Through out the whole walk Sanji would keep saying things like "oh, how I wish my FUTURE WIFE could be with us now," and "do you think my FIANCE would like this if I bought here one?" to make sure Zoro knew that Sanji was the one who would marry her.

Zoro seemed irritated at first but it slowly started seeming more like sadness than anger. At one point Zoro turns and interrupts him, telling him that they're lost. Turns out not only were they lost, Zoro didn't know where they were going for a while now.

An insult turns into a snarky remark in return, which turns into a kick, turns into a fight. After they were all worn out from the fight, Sanji begrudgingly realized that he enjoyed sparing a bit too much. It was the most fun he had since he arrived. He would never admit it though.

Once they found their way back Sanji decides that he would try and be as close to his fiance as possible. If he flirted with her enough, the Marimo would get the hint.

On one hand it worked. Zoro seemed to get really angry whenever he flirted with her. Which usually ended with them sparring. Zoro would say some questionable things during their fights... so Sanji responded. It escalated to the most fucked up and homoerotic shit, to the point where people got used to leaving the room to give them privacy.

As the wedding approached, Sanji started seeing less and less of Zoro. When he asked Hiyori about it she always gave an answer that sounded extremely fake.

It didn't bother Sanji... until it did. He stormed every room until he found the mosshead meditating under a tree. Sanji didn't know what he was going to do, but it would definitely going to include a confrontation.

Sanji: Are you avoiding me shitty swordsman?

Zoro, not even opening his eyes: ...

Sanji: At first I thought you had left or that you were avoiding both me and Hiyori, but then I find out you were with her daily.

Zoro still not answering pissed Sanji off and was his sign to continue talking.

Sanji: I can't believe you'd try to seduce MY future wife behind my back like that! For all that talk about honor, you sure are dishonest!

Zoro finally snapping: I avoid you because I know she'll marry you, I'm doing this for her sake. I don't want to ruin her wedding.

Sanji: Oh, right you're stealing her from me for her sake.

Zoro: I'm avoiding you because if I see you I can't guarantee I can hold myself back from ending the engagement and running off with you.

Sanji, absolutely baffled with this answer. That was so much new information, he didn't know what to ask first. After a minute of gaping like a fish, Sanji started talking on auto pilot. An apparently "autopilot" was "bitchy": What makes you think I'd want that?

And when he thought Zoro would spit something back, Zoro looked up at him with the saddest most heartbroken look in his eyes: I don't.

It sounded more like an apology than an answer.

Sanji felt like his world shattered.

The swordsman stood up and paused for a bit. As if he was ready to do something that he would regret but stopped himself. Sanji would have done anything to know what he was going to do or say. But alas, felt frozen.

Zoro: It's okay, I told Hiyori I'm leaving after the wedding. I won't be bothering you and your wife anymore.

Walking away, Zoro couldn't help but think how much he wanted to rush back and give him a kiss farewell. One filled with all the passion, frustration and despair he'd be harboring until now.

#zosan #one piece zosan #zoro x sanji #sanji x zoro #zosan au #op #i bet you though this would be a happy haha story huh >:] #answers

[chaotictarlos]

The Loft

ship: Tarlos | fandom: 911 Lone Star | author: chaotictarlos | read on ao3

Rating: Explicit | Warnings/Tags: Canon Compliment, Season 4, Post 4 x 18, Could be a 4 x 18 Coda, Feelings, Angst, Hurt / Comfort, Anal Sex, Blow jobs, Anal Fingering, M x M Smut

Summary: TK and Carlos decide that they're going to stay home for their honeymoon instead of going someplace else.

Author's Note: This fic took a lot longer than I thought it would to write, but in the end I'm happy with how it turned out. I have ideas for fics to follow this one, and I might write them but I have a few projects I would like to get done before doing that. I am sorry that this took me so long to write, but I do hope that it was worth the wait. Nice comments are always welcomed, negative comments need to not be posted.

Thank you @lightningboltreader for being such a doll and beta'ing this for me!

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TK stares up at the ceiling. His arms are wrapped around Carlos loosely, one hand rubbing up and down his back in an attempt to soothe him. Carlos’ head is on his chest, ear pressing against the spot where TK’s heart is the loudest. Carlos has been laying on TK a lot like this, needing to hear his heartbeat loud and clear, to make sure he’s alive. Carlos told him the other day that it helps ease some of the anxiety and dread he’s been feeling, and tonight is no different. TK will do anything to soothe his fiance.

They had crawled into bed shortly after Carlos came home and proposed to TK. This time the proposal hadn’t been followed by them making love, but instead reaching for each other's arms and just holding each other. They’re laying quietly, listening to their breathing, knowing that sleep isn’t going to come. Carlos is too scared to sleep - too scared to let sleep take him because of the nightmares he’ll have and TK stays awake to be there for Carlos when he needs him.

It makes for a long night but TK doesn’t care, it’s just another sleepless night in a week of sleepless nights and grabbing naps when their bodies are too exhausted to move anymore.

TK focuses on Carlos’ breathing, tracking the way he sounds when he breathes in and out in case it changes and TK’s full attention is needed. His heart hurts for his fiance and he wishes that there was something more he could do. 

"I know we planned to travel for our honeymoon but can we just stay home?" Carlos asks softly, his voice breaking the stillness of the night. 

TK doesn’t say anything at first, just processes the words that float between them.

"I just want to be with you," Carlos continues. "I don't need to go off to some destination to do that. I just want you, safe in my arms. I-"

"We can do that," TK says, cutting him off and running his fingers up and down Carlos' back. "I don't care where we go or what we do. I just want to be with you, Carlos. Even if we stay here, in our apartment, and enjoy being married together. It'll still be the best time of my life."

Carlos raises his head and looks at TK. TK knows he can’t make out much in the darkness of the night but Carlos didn't need light to make TK feel like he was staring into the depths of his soul.

"Are you sure?" Carlos asks and TK can hear the worry in his words.

"I am baby,” he says softly, cupping Carlos’ face and running his thumb over his cheek. “I just want to be with you and if you want to have our honeymoon at home we will.”

Carlos nods and lays his head back on TK’s chest. There’s a want bubbling up in TK to talk to Carlos, but Carlos will talk when he’s ready. For now, they’ll just lay here in silence.

It has to be enough for now.

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tags: @strangefurychaos @sapphire11 @first-kanaphan @noxsoulmate @rangergurlgleek1211 @detective-giggles @tarlos-spain @lonestardust @bubblesandroses8 @thebumblecee @mooshkat @importantbailiffpaperpony @a-j-cowwley @meditating-honey-badger @paperstorm @otter-love-asl @kiloskywalker @angeltk @firstprince-history-huh @brouill3r @liminalmemories21 @herefortarlos @tavners

#chaotic fic's #tarlos #carlos reyes #tk strand #911 lone star #tk strand x carlos reyes #911 ls #tarlos fan fiction #tarlos fan fic #tk strand fan fiction #carlos reyes fan fiction #season 4 #4 x 18 #4 x 18 coda

[harrisonarchive]

Photo by María Moreno.

In 1987, George was interviewed by El País; here's a translation of that interview (to the best of my school-level Spanish).

George Harrison On Cloud Nine

George Harrison recently released his first album since 1982, when he disappeared from music to work on movies and live his life in peace. In making Cloud Nine he called on his friends Eric Clapton, Elton John and Ringo Starr- Many of the songs are similar to those of the early Beatle years, but Harrison scoffs at rumors about the group reuniting.

Cloud Nine sounds so much like the Beatles that it ends up being a tribute to the band’s early music. One of the songs on this new LP, When We Was Fab, refers to that epoch in which ‚we were fabulous‘ and ‚we were doing everything.‘ The song, which recalls Beatles melodies such as Strawberry Fields Forever and I Am The Walrus, suggests the style of John Lennon. At times it sounds as the late rhythm guitarist himself is singing.

El País: Cloud Nine contains songs and harmonies that recall the early Beatles. Is that what you intended?

George Harrison: Yes. It sounds like the Beatles because of the 12-string guitar. This is the kind of guitar we used on the first Beatles records. The electric guitar I have on the album cover is the one I used when the Beatles were not famous, when we were playing in Hamburg (West Germany). I have recovered it and use it in several songs. In contrast to the heavy music of this generation I had the idea of making a contemporary record that permits young people to know what was happening at the end of the 60s. Some of the songs are similar to those of the Beatles in the late 60s. I did it intentionally. I didn’t want to bend to the pleasure of the record companies or the industry. I don’t want to be untrue to myself. I like this album… It is so old it seems new.

EP: Listening to Cloud Nine, one gets the feeling that you were comfortable and happy during the recording.

GH: I was because I was with Eric Clapton, Elton John, Ringo Starr and other friends I have known for years and with whom I get along well. Elton John asked to be part of the record when he found out I was going to make it. He is one of the great musicians of rock 'n' roll. And Ringo? Well, what can I say? We have lived and performed together for a long time. We are alike in the way we regard music.

EP: You invited old friends to the recording, but did you invite Paul McCartney?

GH: No. I didn't invite Paul.

EP: You recently said that it is good to grow old, that it is time to mature with dignity.

GH: Yes. After running around so much when you're young, you need tranquility. When we were the Beatles we lived in permanent turbulence, we were crazy. We met mountains of people and went to many countries but we didn't get to know anything well because we never had a moment of peace. Therefore, for the past few years I have been trying to find out what is happening. It would be rare if it was only happening to me, but we are all growing old together. Ringo and Eric Clapton are growing old with me and that makes it easier. I have always considered them friends, but after the craziness of our youth you rediscover them and they become your best friends. Another thing that compels me to mature is my son, Dhani. I try to devote time to him and be a good father.

EP: At one time you influenced the Beatles to look for an introspective path that derived from Oriental mysticism and transcendental meditation. What remains today of this stage in your career?

GH: It is something I still carry inside but I don't talk about as much. On the new record there are no songs that advocate this way of life as there were on other records.

EP: “My sweet Lord, I really want to see you, I really want to be with you …" Do you still believe in a Sweet Lord?

GH: Oh, yes. Absolutely.

EP: If you were to write the song today, would you keep the same lyric?

GH: I would keep the same lyric. I believe that the lyric is true. I would change a few notes in the melody. (Laughter. In 1976, a U.S. judge sentenced Harrison to pay a fine after determining that My Sweet Lord, which was on the 1970 album All Things Must Pass, was an unintentional plagiarism of another melody.)

EP: The Beatles are said to have taken drugs -- especially marijuana and LSD -- from 1965 to 1967. This comes across in the album Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, recorded in 1966. You began transcendental meditation the same year. Did this help you give up drugs?

GH: I think so. The discovery of LSD was something we could not avoid because, in the case of John and me, someone put LSD in our coffee without our knowing it. After having had an LSD experience you do not want to go back to the way you were, you lose the notion of ego and you change because you see things you didn't perceive before. Even if I had not taken LSD it would not have been long before I began spiritual activities. After LSD, I became aware of God. But like with alcohol or other drugs you go crazy if you consume too much.

EP: You have not given up tobacco. Are you still a vegetarian and ecologist?

GH: Ecologist, yes, but now I eat fish and chicken. I did not eat meat from 1966 to 1979. During those years I was undernourished because I didn't know what to eat to replace the protein. In 1979, I began to follow the Formula One auto races and I was in Madrid or other capitals and it was difficult to eat in restaurants and hotels. If you don't go to Indian restaurants, where you can eat lentils and greens, you cannot stay on a vegetarian diet. So I began eating fish and chicken.

EP: The press has presented you in the past as a lonely man, shy and frightened after the assassination of John Lennon in December 1980.

GH: That's what the gossipers say. From time to time I get a flash of John's death. Sometimes it happens when someone I don't know approaches me by surprise. But you can't be afraid. I live a normal life. I don't go to cocktail parties and discos.

EP: How has Lennon's death affected you?

GH: I don't think anyone ought to die this way, at the hands of a madman. John's death has affected me, like it has most people. It's sad that someone can ruin the life of another. And when it's a longtime friend it's like losing a family member, a father or a brother.

EP: Even though you have written popular songs you have not had a hit since 1969. Do you think you were misunderstood and your talent underused in the Beatles epoch?

GH: For sure, because John and Paul dominated the group and had an arrangement for songwriting. Our producer for many years, George Martin, has publicly asked me to forgive him for this. But there is a moment for everything and at this time I was marginal.

EP: I remember reading in Rolling Stone that Lennon once said you were an invisible man between two egomaniacs.

GH: Absolutely.

EP: Is there something to the rumors of a Beatles reunion? There are rumblings that Lennon will be replaced by Elton John.

GH: Every six months or so someone invents a story like that. There is no possibility of the Beatles coming back to life. That era has ended. It is better to leave it like that.

#George Harrison #quote #quotes by George #quotes about George #1987 #1980s #Cloud Nine #Harrison songwriting #George and fame #fits queue like a glove

[transitranger327]

Homes are Something You Make (A gruulfriends fanfic), Chapter 1

How do Chandra & Nissa navigate their competing needs and desires while being fully invested in each other? Where do they go after jumping thru the omenpath?

Notes: This fanfic idea has been rattling around my brain since I read “She Who Breaks the World” a year ago. Hopefully my weird writing style enhances the story and not detract from it. This is mostly canon-compliant, tho I’ve taken some liberties where I see fit (Nissa’s hair didn’t immediately grow back, etc). ADHD Chandra (just like me fr fr), Autistic Nissa. CW for some light disabled self-loathing from Nissa.

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It had been nearly two months since Chandra & Nissa (Chandra AND Nissa!!!!) had left Zhalfir (Mirrodin? Zhalfirrodin?) and arrived on this new plane where the mysterious storm elemental came from. At least, they thought it was nearly a month, but the days were so long here, stretching out like a Second District summer day cranked up to eleven. Except the nights seemed just as long. Chandra didn’t mind (she was always restless), but it seemed to be taking a toll on Nissa. About once a week, she would tell Chandra “I need to stay here to meditate and rest”. Maybe it was because she was still healing from phyresis, maybe it was because losing her spark drained some of her life, or maybe it was just because she didn't have Chandra's boundless energy. The first two times, despite Nissa's assurances, Chandra had felt guilty about leaving her partner (companion? girlfriend?) alone, but on the third time she actually felt Nissa's presence in the air, mana, and landscape itself. When she got back to where they were staying, Nissa told her “I think I finally connected to this plane’s worldsoul; I saw you wandering”.

And so they fell into a rhythm, exploring the plane together most days, and on the days Nissa needed rest, she joined Chandra by traveling along the leylines. Spontaneous enough for Chandra's craving for the unexpected, but routine enough for Nissa to feel safe. They had learned much on their travels, and every night they got to enjoy each other's company.

—

“So how did you two meet?” Marlan slid an ale to Nissa, sitting at the Inn's bar. Nissa smiled as she watched her girlfriend (companion? partner?) trying to learn some sort of bar game on the fly. "I guess you could say it was work? She was a planeswalker…a sort of traveling mage…and came to defend my home while it was under attack from otherworldly monsters called Eldrazi. As part of defeating them, we had to cast a spell together and I felt a connection deeper than I felt with any other person.” Marlan’s face still wore a look Nissa couldn't parse, “okay that's pretty cute, but how would anyone call that ‘work’?” Nissa blushed, embarrassed, “Sorry, I forgot to elaborate. After we defeated the Eldrazi, she invited me to join her and some of her friends to travel with her and defend the multiverse from threats like them. So what we did on my home plane feels like my first day on the job.” “You said you were a planeswalker, did you ever meet Urza?” Marlan asked, “I’ve heard stories about him, they say he was a planeswalker and visited us many years ago” Nissa started to shake here head when a shout came from across the pub room, “URZA’S THE WORST!” Chandra had stood up and started to walk to the bar, “I never met him, but I was friends with some of his students. Teferi always said Urza was the worst guy you would still work with if you had to. Jhoira and Karn had similar mixed feelings. Sorry for interrupting, I just wanted an excuse to kiss my beautiful girlfriend”. Chandra ran her fingers down the polished copper of Nissa’s implants before intertwining their fingers and kissing her forehead several times. “Well if you ever need a room to stay on your travels, Marlan’s Inn & Tavern is always open,” Marlan declares as she pours Chandra a cider, “especially to friends of Olenn. Xe and I go way back.” As Chandra heads back to the bar game with Olenn, Nissa can’t help but stare at her girlfriend (yeah, that sounds right). “Wait, were you an explorer too?” “At times, I considered myself one. But I didn’t have the energy to constantly travel, nor did I feel the urge to. So I found a town I liked, set up an inn, and have been taking care of weary travelers ever since.”

“Here,” Nissa said, as she felt Marlan’s connection to the town.

“Olenn and I met on one of my last expeditions. We became friends almost immediately, talking about everything and nothing. Our lives, our hopes, ourselves. If xyr spirit wasn’t so restless, I think xe would’ve considered this to be xyr hometown.” “Was xe born here?” Nissa asked, tho she immediately regretted asking something so personal about a stranger. Marlan chuckled, “Nissa, homes are not something you’re born into, they’re something you make.”

—

They’re something you make. Marlan’s words rattled around Nissa’s brain the rest of the night. As she wandered over to Chandra to tell her she was overstimulated. As the two of them, a little more tipsy than they intended, staggered up the stairs to their room, holding hands the whole time. As Chandra helped her disentangle her day clothes and phyrexian cages, still perplexed that the fire mage stared at her like she wasn’t irreparably scarred and deformed. As they settled into bed together, Chandra taking time to make sure they both felt comfortable, all while kissing the back of her fuzzy head (the hair seeming to come back more slowly after phyresis).

They’re something you make. The two of them had certainly made something. Was it a home? Nissa wasn’t sure. It felt more like a compromise than a true home. Was it a family? Absolutely. Nissa had guarded that feeling for so long. After the betrayal on Amonkhet, after their misunderstanding on Ravnica, after Phyrexia tried twisting that feeling towards the Orthodoxy. But now, the feeling had overflowed any walls Nissa had erected in her heart and mind. It was so much, she was pretty sure Chandra could feel it as their hearts beat together.

They’re something you make. It was the last thought Nissa had before falling asleep. Well, the second-to-last. Her last thought was just an image of Chandra’s goofy grin.

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The first rays of sunshine crept into their sleepy little room. Nissa felt the nauseating light on her face (too much, too much!) and wriggled around so she could face her beloved flame. The effort alone told her that it was going to be a rest day. The sunlight danced on Chandra’s face as if it were a stage for a Rakdos drama, and it was so beautiful. Nissa managed to tuck one of the pyromancer’s wavy red locks behind her ear, exposing her soft cheek for a small kiss. A muffled “I love you” emerged from her half-open mouth, which subsequently curled into a smile. The long days had tanned her skin, making her look much more like Pia than when Nissa had first met her on Zendikar all those years ago. Chandra wasn’t exactly awake (she was always the last to fall asleep and the last to wake up), but she was conscious enough to feel Nissa’s love pouring out of her soul.

For a while, they both lingered in the space between awake and asleep. Nissa staring at Chandra’s beauty, Chandra fidgeting with Nissa’s soft skin. Then they both caught a whiff of something familiar: attar mixed with aether static. A soft knock came on the wooden door, “Sorry if I’m waking you up.” Feeling Nissa’s subconscious “It’s a rest day”, Chandra groaned a bit as she clumsily climbed over her girlfriend (yeah, girlfriend) and staggered to the door. A mouthless, firewood-grey face with pale blue eyes greeted her as she opened the door. “I heard there were planeswalkers staying here,“ they said, somewhat surprised by the lack of surprise from the two women. Well, until they saw the filigreed shoulder pads stashed in the corner, and felt the red-haired woman embrace them with a whispered “svagtam.”

#magic the gathering #vorthos #chandra nalaar #nissa revane #gruulfriends #mtg story #mtg fanfic #aetherborn #marlan farthwald #vatraquaz voyage #suneto planeswalker #olenn peregrine

[respectfulkitfistosimp]

And since I can't tell whether my brain is rotting or fermenting with Ahsoka, I can't help but think about how she feels strangely at peace after the ending so of course, I have to insert us into the narrative:

Like, you two have been running around the galaxy, following threat after threat, barely even having enough time to spend some quality time together doing nothing. Not worrying, not working, not training. Just meditating or talking, even just hanging out in silence as you soak in each other's presence because both of you know that what's good doesn't last forever.

So you two make the most of it while Ahsoka doesn't neglect Sabine's training and her own, but despite that there's still time left in the day for you two to enjoy a little picnic or lay in the grass while looking at the sky and at the clouds, exchanging your thoughts on what they look like.

You share your thoughts with her as you've always had and she laughs at them, not out of malice but out of sheer happiness and exciment that despite all of her training she can't contain. You, of course, laughed along with her, happy because of her happiness, I mean, when was the last time you saw her laugh this much in such a short time? It almost felt as if everything was better for a second and you two could forget about wathever enemy was waiting around the corner.

You slowly ached your hand toward Ahsoka's, reminiscent of the first time you two held hands, even your nerves were there. This time however, Ahsoka was the one that actually held your hand and you didn't know why exactly, maybe it was the weather or simply your love-drunk mind but the skin of her hands felt softer than normal despite the calluses on it, it's warmth traveled all the way from your hand to your heart, making it beat uncontrollably as you two looked at each other, her eyes held a blue more vibrant than the sky and her smile blinded you just as the sun did, followed by her melodic laughter and a teasing comment. You were too lost in the moment though to answer her, so with a small sight and slight shake of her head Ahsoka moved closer to you in the picnic blanket you had layed over the grass and rested her head against your shoulder, the small patch of skin that she touched was enough to set your nerves ablaze and fill you with what could only be described as pure, unbridled joy.

And since I heard somewhere (no idea whether it's true or not) that togrutas are like cats, I thought to make a NSFW post about Ahsoka x female!reader here, so sorry if it's not good, this is my first time writing lemon

#star wars #ahsoka tano #star wars ahsoka #ahsoka #ahsoka x reader #ahsoka x y/n #ahsoka x you #ahsoka headcanons #destroy me alien woman #claim my soul #which is rightfully yours

[khaire-traveler]

I'm so sorry for the unclear question!! I was referring to the connection people feel when worshiping a deity. Feeling their energy, building the relationship etc

I was wondering how you can tell the difference between that feeling compared to the feeling that comes with becoming emotionally attached to an idea of something

eg. Worshiping Apollo and feeling his energy and a genuine connection vs worshiping him and becoming attached to the idea that someone out there is listening to me and helping me

I hope hope hope this makes sense! It's so difficult to explain ;-; Basically how can I tell if there issss a connection building or if it's my own imagination and false attachment 💕

Hey, Nonny, no worries about my confusion! Thank you for clearing this up.

For the past few days, I've been thinking of how to answer this ask, and honestly, I don't really know. These sorts of things tend to vary from person to person, and from what I understand, it requires some level of having faith. It sounds like you may be having a lot of doubts in your practice, and although "having faith" seems like a ridiculously simple answer, it's the answer that's worked for me in these situations.

I've had similar doubts within my deity relationships, questioning if I was making things up or if this was truly happening. What I did was A LOT of divination - of many types - to ask my deities what our relationships were like for them. I also prayed quite often, and back when I could meditate, I'd meditate to discuss things with my deities. The biggest factor that I was missing throughout all of this, however, was faith. Having faith that your relationships are as they seem, having faith that your deities will let you know if anything changes, having faith that your deities care for you in the ways you feel they do. It all comes down to having faith. It's a lot easier said than done, especially if you have prior experience of faith in a deity being broken, but with practice and a lot of hard work, it becomes easier over time.

You will never have faith 100% of the time, and that's not what I'm saying you should do. It's natural to have periods of doubt - ups and downs, peaks and valleys, etc. - but try not to let these moments of doubt ruin your experience entirely. If you find yourself having a lot of negative self-talk like, "My deities actually hate/dislike/don't care about me," or, "I'm making this up and forcing my deities to have a relationship with me," my advice is to examine those thoughts further. Get to the root of them because I'm telling you now that I doubt they're just random. Ask yourself things like, "When was the first time I felt this way?" and "Has anyone in my life made me feel this way before?" Another thing you can do when these thoughts and feelings arise is to acknowledge them like "Ok, I hear me, I hear what I'm saying" and then ask yourself, "But where did I get this information from? Did a deity straight up tell me they felt this way, or did I come up with this thought all on my own? What is my proof that my deity feels this way? What is my proof that they don't?"

Another thing to keep in mind is that a deity probably isn't going to string you along. Sometimes when we think our relationships aren't real, it seriously is just anxiety. If a deity didn't feel a connection with you at all, they are mature and considerate enough to make that clear and obvious to you. I experienced this second-hand when an ex-friend and I approached a deity together (on the ex-friend's behalf), and the deity made it very clear that he wasn't interested. They're not going to lead you on, and you need to trust that. Obviously, that's easier said than done, especially if you have any problems with trust. It's a matter of time and practice, to remind yourself of these sorts of things. Be patient and gentle with yourself.

I hope this helps in some capacity at least. This question was a lot more philosophical than what I was anticipating lol. I may not have answered this perfectly, but I did the best I could. Take care, and have a good day/night. Thank you for being so patient. <3

#anon asks #answered asks #deity worship

[juukeboxx]

Bayverse!Leo Headcanons

Hi everyone!

I'm back at it again with the Bayverse headcanons, and this time we have the fearless leader in blue Leo. I've been thinking about these movies more and more often since one of my friends watched them for the first time. I know that this version of Leo isn't everyone's favorite and I honestly think the writer's did his character dirty in Out of the Shadows so I really wanted to sit and write out some headcanons to do him a bit justice. I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Mentions of insomnia, anxiety and anxiety attacks, slight spoilers for the movies if you haven't seen them

Word count: 657

Leo is a pretty big fan of puzzles. When Splinter would go to the surface for supplies he would sometimes come home with a puzzle that was dumped behind one of the toy stores. He would either do them by himself or with Donnie.

Game shows are his bread and butter. Growing up there were specific game shows he would watch with each of his brothers. He would watch Jeopardy with Donnie, Press Your Luck with Raph, and any sort of music based game show with Mikey.

They still watch game shows together regularly.

Surprisingly, Leo wasn't a super big fan of tea at first. Splinter let him try a sip when he was a kid and called it "dirt water." Now he drinks it all the time.

His favorite is green tea with a bit of honey, but he also enjoys a good Earl Grey or chai tea.

He only has one mug that he uses for tea. It's a mug Mikey had made and gifted him when they were kids and he has used it almost everyday since.

Leo has never been a fan of anything too sweet. His favorite candy growing up though was M&M's.

Loves, loves, loves music. Growing up Splinter found them a radio and the boys were SO EXCITED. Leo would listen to it for hours and hours.

Because of this (outside of his meditation, he likes to have complete silence so he can focus) Leo will have some sort of music playing in the background.

Leo has a really nice singing voice but would rather walk on hot coals than be caught singing.

He sometimes finds it hard to partake in or share hobbies with his younger brothers. Ever since they went to the surface for the first time (against their father's wishes I'm sure) he's constantly trying to look out for and protect his family. It's hard to partake in hobbies when you have to constantly remain vigilant.

Leo sometimes thinks that he is the one that is solely responsible for the safety of his family. So when big (sometimes life changing) decisions come his way he gets scared and acts rash.

Leo can definitely be a blockhead sometimes. He sometimes oversteps boundaries by using his authority, not only as the leader of the group but also as the eldest brother. It's in these moments when he needs a big piece of humble pie.

He's got a bit of insomnia. Leo was never sleep adverse like Donnie was, but after saving the world twice and working with the NYPD Leo is under more pressure than usual and it's taking a bit of a toll on his mental health.

Leo's anxiety was much worse as a kid and because of this he was an anxious puker. He's learned to cope with his anxiety over the years but sometimes when a particular patrol goes the wrong way or someone gets hurt that's when he starts to revert back to those behaviors.

He didn't have too many anxiety attacks as a kid and doesn't have too many now that he's older but they do creep in every now and then.

Leo tries really hard to be a good big brother, and when he looks back on his poor leadership and the way he was a bad brother in Out of the Shadows he genuinely feels terrible. Sometimes he doesn't know what to say to his brothers so he tries to give it some time before he tries to give an apology.

Sometimes it's hard for him not to think that he hasn't failed his siblings as their oldest brother. He thinks about all the times he's had an argument with Raph or the times when he's shot down Donnie's ideas as fast as a bullet or when he calls Mikey an idiot and he cringes so hard. He beats himself up over it sometimes.

Leo strives to be a better older brother.

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #bayverse tmnt #tmnt leo #leonardo hamato

[egipci]

Vertigo, 1999

(for @wincestwednesdays)

What they have in common is they're loud, and they talk too much. That's what Dad used to say. Nine out of ten hunters have no fucking idea what they’re doing. You put four of them in a room together and you get twelve tall tales and intel that’ll set you back three days. Not that he spent much time with any one of them. There was a time, back in the beginning, he'd take on a job with a guy, say, someone Bobby knew, or he'd just run into a random dude on the scene, and they'd try to crack it together, talk theories, or they'd do interviews, bad-cop-good-cop, that sort of thing, and right in the middle of it, no matter how it was going, he'd turn to that other guy and suddenly remember he hated all of them. He'd tell me about that stuff. That's why he roped me in soon as he could. He didn't like anybody else. I don’t know how he stayed friends with Pastor Jim as long as he did. There was a fight once after Jim offered to take his confession, but they got over it eventually. Sometimes I wonder what the two of them would say about your praying. I still can’t do it. I couldn’t do it the first time you died, and I can’t do it now. I try to meditate, for Lisa. She says you can think of anything or nothing at all. So I close my eyes and I think about Wyoming that one winter.

There were hunters there too, and they warned us. You were in the car, and I was with Dad in a convenience store on the edge of Indian country. We were questioning the cashier. Mostly Dad was doing the talking. It was a two-stall restroom kind of joint and he'd backed me up against the sink and put his hands under my shirt so I was still in that warm stupid daze I could never tell you about. He was asking about the missing girls, if any of them had stopped by before they'd disappeared, and these two guys who knew him from somewhere came up. Right away he couldn’t stand them. They asked what we were there for. You could tell they were really freaked. They said there was something out there. A god, maybe. They could feel its strength and nothing else. Of course Dad didn't believe them, and that was all that mattered. 

Anyway, here is the part I keep replaying: he's walking ahead of us and it’s getting dark fast. It hasn't snowed yet but it's cold enough he let me wear his jacket. You and I are about the same height, so I got my arm around your shoulder, your neck in the crook of my elbow, and I'm dragging you along, and you're squirming and being a bitch, so we're lagging way behind, and I'm saying stupid shit to make you laugh, trying to make you feel better, and you’re trying hard not to crack up. Then you elbow me in the gut and you stop walking, so I stop, and I turn to look at you. The trees are humming around us, all the way down to their roots. At least that’s the sense I had. We never found anything out there, so I never brought it up again. I never asked you. But the way you looked at me. You said my name, and you looked into my eyes then at the bottom half of my face, and when we finally set up camp you slept outside the tent. I slept with my head sticking out so you wouldn’t be alone. Something bit you first and then bit me. That night we stayed up staring at the sky. What I wouldn’t give to feel us so small again, to hear you naming the constellations.

#uhhhh #my fic #the balance of the j/d to the s/d here may be way off in the wrong direction #in which case @wincestwednesdays please ignore this <3 #shout out to John Donne once again #we get more fleas this week

[sarnai4]

The Dagala Dilemma

Dagur and Mala are two of my favorite characters. They're also my favorite couple in Dragons. That said, I don't like how RTTE handled the relationship.

These characters have one episode of interacting before they decided to get married (two if you include "Saving Shattermaster" where cloaked Dagur stopped the Hunters from attacking Mala and Throk. Too bad that was never mentioned. What a cute way to meet your future S.O!). Then one more, ONE more episode really which was when they announced the engagement. I don't think the very last episode counts for much because they didn't exchange lines. Just one line, then a kiss on the cheek. Somehow, we didn't even see these two kiss on the lips since Hiccup and Astrid decided to make out at the wedding instead.

It's a shame because I've seen a lot of people dislike this ship and I think that's a reason why. The show never tries to demonstrate how they work. Just argue, bond over the twins' mediation methods, then get engaged and married. Life is short, but...rushing that a little, you two. If Viking unions are forever, that's all the more reason you want to make sure you know someone. Even in the engagement episode, we didn't see them interact much. They announced it, then they pulled Dagur away to drop off metal. What's worse is that I really think they could go the distance (cue Hercules) with their relationship. I can genuinely see them growing old together, having happiness and some grandkids by then. You'd just never know from the show. Here's why I think it could work:

For starters, I love that it gives Dagur an opportunity to be around someone who doesn't know him as his bad self. He will always have to prove himself to the others. There's nothing he can do to make them forget who he was and they shouldn't. He killed an entire island of people. Dagur really was a villain. He's also really a better person who has put his life on the line for them several times, with or without them hating him. Mala gives him a clean slate. She doesn't peek think back on the time he almost killed her because he never did. In their entire time of knowing each other, he's been Dagur the Deranged, but he's also been a good guy. He doesn't have to try to stay on his best behavior to make her know he's better, he can just be himself.

Along with that, I think they'd be good influences on each other. Mala seems like the type who doesn't like to show much emotion. She is the unfazed, calm, and strong queen of the Defenders. She tries to contain what she's feeling. One of the examples of this that I loved was when the Riders first met her and she thought they stole the Great Protector. Mala is in such a state of rage that she breaks the arrow in one hand as she processes what happened. Hmm, rage. Wonder who understands that...

Dagur's a lot of things, but shy about his emotions isn't one of then. Even in the first gif with them together, we see Mala really happy and laughing. I don't think there's another time in the show where she's laughed at anything. I could see Dagur helping her realize that being strong and stone-like aren't the same. She can be furious, overjoyed, sad, or whatever else she's feeling and still an amazing leader worthy of respect. He'll just be there to help her through it.

Mala is also calm and strong enough to match Dagur. She's not going to cave to his idea of having the kids of the island start juggling swords. I could see her being patient and considerate by explaining which actions are potentially dangerous/harmful for someone. She wouldn't make him feel crazy or foolish either. She'd just help him as she learned to understand his mind. With her being less easy to anger, Mala could be the voice of reason while Dagur is trying to calm down. I could even see them doing meditating together.

They're also both violent. Mala was ready to KILL Hiccup and the others. She made that very clear. It's something they have in common that they both planned to kill the poor trainer who's on everyone's hit list. I think it's overlooked how ruthless she can be. This is perfect for Dagur. He can get some of his violence out as they do couple battling and Mala won't look at him like he's some monster. They'll be right at each other's side, killing whoever dared to get close.

So, I really think this is a couple that could work. I wish they got more screentime, but at least fanfics and headcanons can fill in the rest. And I still mad we didn't see them do the dance of blades, but I'll get over it...maybe.

#HTTYD #RTTE #Dagur #Mala #Dagala #Shouldn't have been treated like a joke #They're so cute in a violent way #I want to see the babies because I know they had at least 2

[fo-enjoyer]

I need you to answer ALL OF THEM for ALL OF UR F/OS but seriously

🛏️ & 💗 for O'SAA BECAUSE THAT'S MY GUY and how's about ❣️🏁 forrrrrr Shrike. And pick an emoji you wanna use for that Scott Pilgrim guy because I keep forgetting his name /lh

Thank you I like talking about cringe people!

🛏️ Did you two ever have a "there's only one bed" moment?

Well there's not many options when you're on Fucked Up avenue trying to survive from anything including with your own supplies. Yeah they need to sleep in the same bed. Tho if it can be debated if they really do because he probably just meditates on the floor or on the bed usually while she actually sleeps.

💗 Was either of you flirty during the pining stage?

My s/i doesn't actually flirt too much in general but especially not to him. Him too to a similar degree. Sure he teases her when the opportunity arrives, but he would do that out or in the "pinning" stage. The important thing to note is he's not really looking for a relationship. He's got way bigger fish to fry then some chick he think is somewhat attractive to distract him from the main reason he's here.

❣️Describe a time one of you almost took a chance at making a move on the other, only to chicken out.

Time for Shrike! I've mentioned this before but I'm pretty sure no one remembers it so here I go again! So I had this funny idea for a kinda fake dating episodes. Basic premise: Beebs found a job where they have to protect this valuable item disguising as guest at this fancy couple event. Beebs tries to convince Shrike to have my s/i join so they can pretend to date, he does, she accepts then hijinks.

So there's the scene where they're sitting together and my s/i she lean close semi whispering something accidental romantic tension I'm forgetting, then Shrike takes this situation in the wrong way starting to lean in, and closing his eyes like he was about to kiss her. She was currently getting something from her pocket not like he could see that, and she notices confused "Uh- what are you doing?..." he quickly opens his eyes and gets back pretending like it didn't happen "Nothing." "...K. A- anyway-"

🏁 If not at the same time, who started pining first? how long until it became mutual (if ever)?

My s/i. No matter what ship you ask for 9/10 I fall first.

😖 What moment flustered you the most?

How dare you forget the Matthews Patel! Anyway yes I'm aware this is the third time I'm doing this one but I have a fun answer this time damn it! So my s/i comes after the events of spto so Matthew has already made his successful musical, Scott Pilgrim's Precious Little Life, and I like to think that Matthew has his own special recording of it. He shows her so she can see his previous works and how talented he is. So because he's cosplaying as Scott, he gets a Ramona he kisses like the official source. She is not normal about this. In her own free time she is replayed any kissing part so many times, and died inside because she's so cringe then does it again either way.

#f/o #f/os #s/i #f/o tag #s/i tag #ask

[oneatlatime]

The Warriors of Kyoshi

Two in one day, look at me go! Do not expect this rate going forward.

Before we start. I'd like to give thanks to the writers for putting the place name in the episode title. As someone who has been attempting to spell things phonetically, but has no familiarity with non-english names and has therefore screwed up many many times, I am grateful.

I really didn't notice Zuko's voice in the last episode but he's back to sounding like a muppet in this one.

My man that meditation is not working. Nor is the hair. After that burst of flame how do you have hair left?

Somehow I missed last episode that they had named the lemur. Welcome to the gang, Momo!

So this is going to be the 'Sokka faces his sexism' episode. I'm going to get really nitpicky here. Sokka says "You need to give girls space when they do their sewing" and Katara responds "What does me being a girl have to do with sewing?" Well, nothing actually! It's Katara who makes the leap and ties the two ideas together. Sokka then 100% puts his foot in his mouth (and follows through with getting his pants in his face) and I love the way Katara responds to it! Sew your own pants Sokka! But I gotta say, if Sokka had only kept his mouth shut he would have been in the clear.

"Where we're going you won't need any pants" is not a relaxing statement Aang.

Appa rocking the Justin Bieber look.

Guess Katara threw those pants harder than I thought she did. He's only got one tooth left.

'Lookit me! Lookit me! Mom are you looking? Mom did you see me? Mom are you watching? Mom did you see? Mom watch this! Mom look at me!' -Aang, while harassing the local wildlife.

Growing up in the South Pole, jumping into any body of water is absolutely insane, so yeah this tracks.

I love how Momo is the most enthusiastic watcher.

What do koi eat? There must be a lot of it here.

The fish is doing all the work!

Nessie on roids.

They caught Momo! I love how this implies that Momo carries the same status as a threat that the humans do. They don't blindfold him though. Do you think they had a bag big enough for Appa?

Yikes this is turning into an after school special. Rule of thumb: if you have to flanderize your character in order to make them objectionable enough to be a candidate for the lesson of the week, maybe that's not the right character to use to teach the lesson?

Is this Water tribe or Earth kingdom territory? The warriors are in green, but everyone else is in water tribe blue. Assuming the colour coding we've seen with fire and water extends to earth, maybe the warriors are assigned there?

Kyoshi is a place and a person. Now picturing Aangland. Also I guess the warriors are from here after all.

Aang is really good at finding ideally placed sharp edges on which to cut his ropes.

I like the game of telephone sequence and how the colours gradually change from blue to red.

Needs to eat but too tired to get up. We've all been there buddy.

Katara absolutely going for the jugular in the breakfast scene. Speaking of, Sokka's line reads in that whole scene are just beautiful. Offended and cranky, but still showing genuine appreciation for breakfast.

First time Katara's made me laugh out loud. She's spot on.

This painter's line reads are great too!

Your dance lesson? Sokka you're letting me down. You're making me want to watch the warriors beat you up. You're the best warrior in your village? You're the only warrior in your village. You won by default. (Although it must be said that he does refer to his potty break pals as warriors, so maybe he thinks of himself as the best of many).

Sokka how is your shirt staying closed? And you totally brought that on yourself.

Passed out Momo.

Oh lord AANGY?

Do you think one of those warriors could be convinced to do the Sokka treatment on Aang too? His head's getting a little big. Parallels!

Warrior lady Sookie has some very poor line readings. She's not helped by the fact that she's contrasted with Sokka, whose voice actor is probably the best in the show.

Aangy seen here being very unmonkly. The back and forth here is great.

"I got you!" Yeah Sookie he did. "You're not going to get it in one day, even I'm not that good." Maybe you aren't but Sokka is.

Nessie on roids has enough thinking skills to use his own self as a table. Well done Nessie. Don't hurt yourself.

Did the airbender forget he could airbend? He's being flung around through the AIR by Nessie. Just bend!

It's a good thing Katara is a waterbender, otherwise going into the water while wearing head to toe furs would have absolutely drowned her.

How does Katara know Zuko's name? Or recognise his ship?

How does Katara bend water out of Aangy's lungs? Doesn't she have no training at all? I feel like that could have gone horribly.

Momo includes himself in the 'girls come quickly' statement.

This has Mexican stand off vibes, as does the music. Also why are people hiding from firebenders in wooden houses?

This is why I don't like after school special plots. Sokka's been learning their technique for a couple of days and he's already better at it than Sookie. Which retroactively justifies all his patronising sexism from earlier in the episode.

Fire breakdancing is shockingly efficient. He took out three opponents while flat on the ground. Also Zuko is getting some serious air on his jumps.

That's twice now that Zuko has reacted to Aang's presence by saying "Finally."

Did Zuko happen to be carrying a bag of coal dust? Either way he's dead.

Shmymbolism!

Katara gives the single most stupid advice possible 'get inside this flammable building children!' and follows it with straight up lying to Aang's face. I'm glad he called her on it. And I'm glad she was so quick to change back to what she's been trying to tell him the whole episode (we need to LEAVE). You were right all along Katara, don't bend the truth now to make him feel better.

BIG SIGH. I don't know if this is bad writing, bad line reading, or both. It's just so corny.

So now he remembers he's an airbender. Also I hope he had some sort of air shield when he hit the water.

Roid Nessie's water breathing dragon traits coming in handy. And I thought that was just worldbuilding. That's two episodes in a row where what looked like worldbuilding was also plot. Sneaky!

Ha! They're going to rust.

Appa caught him! With his paws!

If I was the leader of Kyoshi, I gotta say I wouldn't be thanking the avatar. Thank you for luring the fire nation to our previously neutral territory and then having the decency to fix the immediate problem that caused, though long term we're still screwed. Assuming that Zuko's actions represent fire nation actions, Kyoshi's neutrality is gone and the houses no longer have roofs. Do you think the fire nation does reprisals?

So pretty.

And I've been spelling Suki incorrectly. I guess the gimme with the episode title was too good to be true. Gotta check my hubris. I need a Sokka treatment myself.

Final Thoughts

This episode ANNOYS me. First, the good:

I'm glad that the show touched on the status of avatar going to Aang's head. The first couple of episodes firmly characterised Aang as not wanting to be the avatar, but you'd have to be superhuman not to let it go to your head just a little. And Aang wouldn't be anywhere near as fun to watch if he was superhuman.

I also like that Aang explicitly verbally acknowledges that Katara was right, and that he can put into words the ways he was wrong and the lesson he learned. The lesson has a better chance of sticking if he can actually articulate it.

I like how this show is consistently sticking to actions having both good and bad consequences that can't be bended/handwaved/magic-ed away. In episode two, the flare went off and now the village at the south pole has a giant gash in it and Sokka and Katara had to leave home. In this episode, Aang stayed too long and now the village has burned down. There's no magic fix. This makes the world of the show feel real, and feel like something that's worth caring about. Actual stakes mean actual investment by the viewer is not wasted.

Katara got a turn with the brain! She was right about Sokka being a sexist jerk, right about Aang getting a big head, right about Zuko following them if they leave. I like Katara being right.

The bad:

I am not liking the direction that Aang and Katara's relationship is going. It's fine for Aang to have a little crush, and it's fine for Katara to baby him (he is younger, and judging by the ages of all the children in her village apart from her brother, Katara's been a mini-mom for a while). But it's jarring when those opposing perceptions are so blatantly juxtaposed. I think this is one of the places where the fact that I'm an adult and this show is for kids is making itself known. If I had watched this at 8 or 9 years old, I probably wouldn't have even picked up on the opposing dynamics. I can't quite articulate why it doesn't sit well with me. It just doesn't.

And now, the Sokka arc. BIG SIGH. Sokka needed to grow past his sexist tendencies. No argument there. But his sexism boils down to believing in the gendering of tasks and that said gendering has a basis in fact. That there are man things and woman things. That men ARE better at man things and women ARE better at women things, with the corresponding (though unacknowledged) belief that women are worse at man things and men are worse at woman things. Sokka was supposed to have these beliefs challenged and ultimately overturned in this episode by meeting, and being beaten up by, Suki and her warriors, women who excel at (what Sokka thinks of as) man things. Suki and her warriors do challenge the first part of Sokka's original beliefs, that being a warrior is a man thing. But after a 45 second training montage he gets the best of her.

Being a warrior seems to be Suki's full time job. We never see her out of her armour; this is her role in the village, a role she has presumably trained for for many years. And Sokka gets the best of her in the training room, and fends off Zuko after she fails to do so herself. If Sokka surpasses Suki so quickly at what she has devoted her life to, I guess being a warrior is naturally easier for men. And sure, women CAN be warriors, Sokka outright says it (although Suki kind of has to correct him as he only get halfway there), but putting aside the dialogue and looking at the action, Sokka's just better.

For that matter, given that Sokka was quite literally the only man over four years old in his village, he must have been used to seeing women fulfilling a male role. Unless his demonstrated subpar fishing skills could feed the whole village, the women were going hunting. Which is why I said he was flanderized earlier. He might want to believe in the gendering of tasks because it makes him feel manlier or more connected to his interpretation of his culture, or heck maybe it give him a sense of purpose or makes him miss his dad less, just spitballing here. But there's no way he hasn't spent every day since the men left for war seeing that belief be contradicted. And sure, he could have some cognitive dissonance going on, especially since he seems to have staked his whole identity on his manliness, but would that cognitive dissonance be enough to insult a pack of warriors to their face while tied up, then insult them even worse while they're actively practising with their weapons? I guess teenage boys have done stupider.

I'm probably reading too much into this.

The meh:

Zuko in this episode is literally just filling the villain of the week slot, and serious step down in narrative focus after the last episode, where he got a whole arc.

So I have problems with this episode. I like the avatar stuff temporarily going to Aang's head, but I don't think it redeems the rest of the episode. It won't be going on my rewatch list.

Last, totally vain complaint: this episode was nowhere near as pretty as the Southern Air Temple. That one had beautiful contrasts with blue/purple air and red/orange fire. This one is just beige.

#atla #avatar: the last airbender #the warriors of kyoshi #avatar the last airbender

[ecoamerica]

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[palettepainter]

Pallete, As I'm completely excited for the new muppet series, i have a question, how old do you think the members of this band was when they found each other.

My personal theory is that Teeth left home at 14 to 15 years of age, looking to be independent. (Based on what he said in 2015 muppets) Got his gold tooth, bought a van and picked up his friends on the way to start his life on the road, playing piano for others and for money. The first being Janice.

I've actually spoken with Snuff about this on Discord a couple of times, and it was only after we got excited over the idea of a potential origin episode about the band did I start diving into the idea of the "How DID they all meet?"

I know in the 2015 show they said Janice dated Teeth for a short while and I thiiink theres a clip from the og show of them in the ballroom segment dancing together?? I'm still not 100% sure on if I love or just like Janice x Teeth, mostly cuz Janice x Floyd will forever be in my heart

My hc so far for how they met is this, this is a very quick description as my idea may change after the show:

Teeth left home at 16 (I know in the 2015 show he said 14 but I doubt he would have left home THAT when he was a teen) and left for the big city after someone responded to his calling for musicians for a band. Alas things didn't work out so Teeth is left working shifts playing the piano at a local pub and living off tips and what money he brought with him. Just as he's about to throw in the towel he runs into Floyd (same age as Teeth) and Animal (a few years younger). They quickly strike it up as friends for a few days, Floyd letting Teeth crash at their place while he's low on cash. Eventually the trio hit the road after Teeth discovered Floyd's and Animal's knack for the bass and guitar

~Side note~ As for how Teeth got his gold tooth I imagine it happened later in his life when he lost all his baby teeth. I like to believe Teeth constantly changes the story whenever someone asks how he got his golden tooth, when in reality it was probably something really stupid, like he fell down the stairs and slammed face first into the floor and knocked his tooth out

They spend a few months travelling, grooving out when they can at pubs and on street corners. They only ever stay in one place for a few weeks to scrape up cash before moving to the next city, trying to find more band members along the way. One day the trio get thrown off a train they'd snuck onto and land in somewhere just outside of San Francisco. After days of walking the group take a pit stop to rest up where they bump into Janice peacefully meditating - it took a bit for her to actually notice them but she very kindly tells them she knows a place for he weary trio to recharge on their travels. The gang take temporary roost on Haight street (hippy street), a happy, thriving, laxed group of hippies (and a few stoners-) from all walks of life. The band are happily welcomed into the community and the locals are very enthusiastic about their music, more enthusiastic then any city folk have been! Over their stay Floyd probably develops a little crush on Janice, who though at first denies their request to join them on the road she changes her mind last minute and catches the next bus/train with them out of town

I'm not too sure about Zoot - I had the idea of him maybe being apart of Janice's little hippy community and, at the time, him and Janice are roommates and not yet together together (I do love the ship Zoot x Janice, I think it's cute and I like the idea of them being a thing in the past!), if anyones got suggestions feel free to share em!

Lips was the last to join (referenced in my story Well I Think You're Pretty Cool on A03). Lips grew up fairly poor and a lot of his clothes where hand me downs, going off from Snuf's (discord buds) HC's Lips grew up near the coastline where not a lot happened, but he grew a love for music thanks to the countless parties that would happen at the beach. He left home bright and with a skip in his step, not too sure how he bumps into the band, perhaps he overhears them playing in a pub on his travels and after the performance shyly offers his compliments . From there Teeth notices the little instrument case Lips is carrying around and Lips plays them a little solo on his trumpet, where the band applaud him, then ask him if he wants to join their crew

#Muppets #The Electric Mayhem #Dr Teeth #Floyd Pepper #Animal #Zoot #Lips #Janice

[vexingvorta]

This fic was born from a conversation in a discord I'm in- its my first ship fic, and I'm really proud of it! (It tracks that my first fic is a rarepair but shhhhhh-)

All was quiet. Pleasantly, peacefully quiet aside from the repeated tap, tap, tapping of metal needles clicking together to weave what would likely become yet another blanket.

Really, Worf didn't mind the sound. It faded into the background, a peaceful metronome that, in a way, aided his meditative focus.

Or.. it would. If the person holding those needles didn't insist on speaking every five minutes.

"What are your thoughts on dinner tomorrow? There's this new- oh, right, my deepest apologies, my dear. I'm becoming quite forgetful in my old age."

Worf didn't need to turn around to know that there was a wide, coy grin on Garaks face as he spoke. This was the third time tonight his meditation had been interrupted. Worf didn't bother to reply, and Garak went quiet again. Just as Worfs mind began to drift again, however, Garak began speaking again.

"Will dear Alexander be visiting again any time soon? He's quite a good conversationalist you know, patient and a wonderful listener- it's so difficult to find anyone- oh, yes, I apologize. I'll be quiet now."

Garak was indeed, not quiet for very long before he spoke up again, the passive aggressive nature of his talking becoming intentionally more blatant with each phrase.

"My, it *is* quite chilly in here- Worf, dear, did you tamper with the environmental controls again?"

Worf still, stubbornly, did not look at his lover.

"It is eighty-five degrees in here." Worf finally spoke, trying to ignore the agitated twitch in his eyelid.

Garak only smirked. Finally, he was getting somewhere.

"Are you quite sure? Because it is absolutely frigid; i fear i may perish should i attempt to sleep alone. Perhaps we should call in Mr O'Brien, have him make sure everything is in working order-"

Worf whipped around to face Garak, mouth set in a firm scowl when he saw the coy grin on the others face.

"You are doing this on purpose!" He accused, to which Garak simply fluttered his eyelashes in a show of innocence, "my dear i have absolutely no idea what you are referring to-"

"You are intentionally interrupting my nightly meditation- which you do, every time i agree to share quarters with you."

Garak inclined his head, staring challengingly at his lover.

"Now why would I ever do such a thing?"

The silence hung heavily in the air between them, until finally, Worf let out a defeated sigh and stood.

"You are menace."

"And yet you still agree to visit my quarters." Garak said with a self-satisfied grin, pulling out the drawer of his bedside table to set the knitting needles and yarn inside. He shut it and moved into a more comfortable position, lifting the blankets in a quiet invitation for Worf to join him.

A warrior knows how to choose his battles. Knows when one is a lost cause. It is this knowledge that pushed Worf to finally climb under the covers, knowing that he would know no peace until he did.

Garak, satisfied with the outcome, leaned over to press a kiss to his lovers lips- which Worf reciprocated readily.

"Computer, lights off." Worf demanded, relaxing minutely when the room went dark and he felt the weight of his lover settle against his chest.

Garak was becoming increasingly stubborn about having Worf in his quarters at night- though he'd visit Worf on the defiant, he refused to spend the night there. He wanted to share a bed, and the bunked shelves on the defiant were barely big enough for one person, let alone two.

"You are becoming spoiled." Worf muttered, fingers absently threading through Garaks dark hair. He only got a small hum in response as the Cardassian began to doze off, lulled by the others warm body and gentle hand.

It wasn't long before Worf fell asleep too, dreams filled with glorious battles and a beloved Cardassian at his side.

#ds9 #fanfic #elim garak #worf rozhenko #worf/garak #worf x garak #ship fic #rare pair

[probablygayattorneys]

Now that I've finished Kat's anime, I want to highlight these two specific moments from the final episode.

These are two beliefs that I hold very strongly, and I rarely see them expressed well, so I want to talk about them for a second.

The first one, being the idea that we do not stand where we are on our own. This is something that I think about a lot because of my sexual orientation and gender identity. There's certainly still a long way that we have to go, but I was able to come out at 16 because of the progress that was made by those who came before me. It is only because of those who were brave enough to stand up when it wasn't safe that there's a world where it's (more) safe. I live in a country where I can marry whoever I want and was enabled to ask for my pronouns on my nametag at work because of the bravery of those who came before. Of course, things aren't perfect. There is still so much to do. But that's for me to do. I owe it to the memories of those who came before me and to the dreams of those who will come after to continue the fight. The anime ended up being a beautiful example of that, and of the idea that we have to, one day, pass things onto the next generation.

Which brings me to my second thing. "The power of friendship" is, admittedly, a bit trite. This is ultimately a kid's show. But it would have been so easy for them to paint it as a mystery that Professor Layton was able to solve all on his own, that he didn't need anyone, because he's so smart. (You see that a lot in adaptions of Sherlock Holmes, but that's a rant for another time.) But they didn't. This puzzle, like most of them, were solved by working together. I made a post when I completed all of the puzzles in Kat's game that was kind of about this, but there's a quote from Newsies that I love that applies here: being boss doesn't mean you have all the answers, just the brains to recognize the right one when you hear it. It's not about being the smartest person in the room, it's about teamwork and delegating and everyone working together. I know I've posted multiple times before about how most episodes of the anime simply come down to love, and I stand by it. No man is an island, after all, and when we care about each other and the bonds that we form together, we succeed together. While maybe a little cliché, I found the anime to be a touching meditation on that.

#layton mystery tanteisha #lmt spoilers #katrielle layton #hershel layton #i love love loved the anime #like yeah it is a kids show #but i have always been a strong proponent that just because something is primarily aimed at kids #does not mean it doesn't have value for adults #the lego movies #for instance #are absolutely some of the funniest movies i have ever seen #and have some of the best messages #and i will break a chair over the head of anyone who tries to dismiss avatar the last airbender as media for children #and this anime was no exception #it was an absolute delight #i'm very grateful to the team who worked to translate it #and to the team that made it #holy crap if i start talking about the layton and katrielle reunion #i will never stop #i had like a specific list of things i wanted from it #(okay it wasn't a very long list #i wanted a hug and for him to say he was sorry) #and they blew it out of the park #it was perfect #gave me everything i wanted and more #i never would have dared to let myself dream to see a grown man cry and for the narrative to allow it and not turn him into a punchline #but they did!!! #he hugged his daughter and he cried and it was beautiful!!!!!! #queue takumi defense squad

[7000f1]

Just keep your eyes closed, please

If you have an Ao3 account, you can read it here

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: ヒプノシスマイク | Hypnosis Mic (Albums)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Aimono Jyushi/Harai Kuko

Characters: Harai Kuko, Aimono Jyushi

Additional Tags: Fluff, Love Confessions, Lots of internal monologue, Crushes

Summary: Jyushi can't stop looking at Kuko

Notes: Do you ever look at someone and wonder, what is going on inside their head?

Hatsune Miku's PoPiPo intensifies

The more he looked, the more he thought Kuko had something . Jyushi thought it had to be how much energy he stored back when they first met, the monk showing a big smile as he proclaimed they were now a family. The experience might have been scary at first and Jyushi ended up getting beaten up to a pulp, but the way Kuko acted around him brought his hopes up.

But then Jyushi saw how serene he was when meditating. Unmoving, unbothered. Not even a blizzard would get him out of that state, and that also drew Jyushi in. He was sure that Kuko knew how often he stared at him whenever he went to the temple by now, but the monk never made a comment on it. Instead, he always flashed that same energetic smile and voiced some kind of ridiculous idea.

He once found Kuko feeding some stray cats, it was a new side of him. His smile was kind. Not like it usually wasn't, but it was different. Filled with adoration maybe? When Jyushi thought that he wished to be a cat, he immediately discarded the thought and decided to join him. Maybe it'd be easier to not think about it if he was close to him. Or so he tried to convince himself.

On another occasion he got to the temple right as Kuko was applying his own makeup. Nothing too extravagant, just some vibrant red eyeshadow hugging the corner of his eyes. Simple, yet he made it look fierce. But again, the way he applied it with utmost precision clashed with his usual way of acting. Jyushi hoped he could see him without makeup again so he could ask to do it for him.

Jyushi was well aware that Kuko was handsome. Cute even. He had a lot of time to study the way his long eyelashes curved, how his round cheeks lifted whenever he flashed a smile making his eyes almost close or how his eyes sparkled when the sunlight hit just right. And even then, Kuko still managed to get that strong confident aura surrounding him.

But Kuko still had something that made him so unique, so special. Something that even after spending so much time together, there he was looking at him in awe once again.

They both were supposed to be meditating that day, and Jyushi knew he would get scolded for not doing so. But he didn't care. Not when Kuko was looking so ethereal right then.

Jyushi couldn't help but wonder what he thought whenever they were together like this, as silly as it was. He knew Kuko wasn't really thinking, that was the point. However, the idea of emptying your head was still hard to grasp for him.

"Kuko-san?" He tried, even though he knew no answer would come out. "I know this is silly and you'll scold me but..." He sighed. "Are you even listening? I don't know, you look so absent whenever we do this."

As expected, no answer came out. Kuko didn't make a noise, didn't even move. Yet somehow that gave Jyushi the courage to continue.

"There's a lot of things going on in my head." He started. "I can't make sense of them. I wonder... What is going on in your head right now? You look so different from usual."

How did Kuko know that Jyushi wasn't performing well, how did he pay attention to his surroundings like that, how did he feel, how could he achieve that… Jyushi wanted to ask many things, and none of them with the goal of improving himself. Kuko had already given some kind of vague answer that Jyushi didn't really understand. He just wanted to know more about the monk.

"Lately I can't stop thinking about you, Kuko-san." He confessed. "You always look so cool and strong no matter what you do. I guess you could say it's like admiration…" Jyushi briefly thought about Hitoya and shook his head. "No, that's not it. It's different."

Jyushi hugged his legs and rocked back and forth a couple times as he hummed in thought.

"I think you've already noticed how much I look your way. I don't know, I do it unconsciously. I also find myself just thinking…" He felt his face get hot. "How I'd like you to praise me. Or hug me maybe." What was he saying? He really hoped Kuko wasn't listening at all.

"I guess... What I'm trying to say is that I'm falling for you. And you're probably not listening, but that's fine. I don't even know why I'm saying this."

He waited a few seconds to calm himself down before he dared to take a last glance at the monk. Maybe he could pretend to be meditating then.

He could not.

Kuko was staring right back at him with wide eyes.

"Hi." Jyushi said, his pitch higher than usual.

"What do you mean I'm probably not listening?!" Kuko's voice cracked. "What kind of mentor would I be if I didn't listen to you?"

"I'm sorry!" The apology came out automatically, but it took no time for Jyushi's brain to register what Kuko just said. "Wait but then you... Wait, are you blushing?!"

"Shut up, you are!"

"But-"

"Shut up!"

"Kuko-san, what are your thoughts on what I just said?"

"Maybe I'll tell you when you actually focus one day!"

"That's unfair!"

"What you're doing is unfair!"

"You two! Shut up!" Shakku opened the door, to which Kuko immediately threw his jacket at him, as if on instinct, and ran away.

"You two won't catch me alive!" He shouted.

"Kuko!" Shakku ran after him at full speed, leaving Jyushi alone with his thoughts.

It might not have been the first time something like that happened, but it was the first time Jyushi felt rejected by it. He still waited for the slight chance of Shakku catching Kuko, maybe then he could apologize. For what, he wasn't sure. But it was what felt right.

But Shakku came back alone. Jyushi pretended to listen to whatever he had to say. A light scold about how they both should keep quiet while in the temple or something like that. If Kuko was there it would be 100 times worse.

When he was free to go, he decided that leaving home, getting some hot cocoa, telling Amanda about his disastrous day and watching a sappy movie was the best option to spend that night. That plan however, didn't last long.

"Hey." Kuko was looking up from the bottom of the stairs.

"Hey…"

Kuko frowned, then looked at his feet for a bit. Since he ran away he was only wearing some geta and his arms were completely bare. Definitely not fit for how cool the weather was, but he didn't seem to care. Instead he took a deep breath and looked back at him.

"Come with me."

As usual, Kuko didn't wait for Jyushi to catch up. He had to follow his steps through the woods surrounding the temple, past the point where Kuko usually spent time with the cats until they reached a now familiar spot that Kuko used to meditate under the waterfall. It was only then that Kuko talked once more.

"We can be at peace here." The monk sat next to the body of water and gave a couple taps on the spot on the ground right next to him. "Time to continue what we were doing."

Jyushi didn't understand what he was talking about, but sat on that same spot regardless and waited.

He felt silly once Kuko went back to meditating. Of course he meant that.

Jyushi sighed. There was nothing he could do but follow orders. He could leave, but he didn't really want to go back home and drown his tears in a pillow while Amanda watched. So once he made sure Kuko wouldn't be too cold by using his scarf as an impromptu blanket, he resumed - or rather, started his meditation session.

As time passed, Jyushi felt more and more uneasy. He wanted to peek. Just a quick glance. There was no harm in that, right? Though Kuko would know. He probably even knew he wasn't keeping focus anyway.

"You suck at this."

Jyushi immediately opened his eyes to see Kuko now sitting in front of him, chin resting on the palm of his hand and a neutral expression on his face.

"I'm sorry."

"Less apologizing and more focusing on your breathing. You're thinking so loudly I can almost hear you." Kuko crossed his arms with a loud sigh. "We've been through this plenty of times. I know you can do it."

As much as he wanted to complain and cry, Jyushi also knew there was no meaning in doing so. Instead, he followed orders. Soon enough Kuko remarked how he was sitting in a bad posture and Jyushi was kept busy just trying to keep his back straight.

Somehow, it was working even if Kuko was paying attention to every little mistake.

"See? I know you can do it." Jyushi could hear the smile on Kuko's lips in that praise, which effectively made him all bubbly inside. "Don't lose focus." The monk soon reprimanded.

Jyushi nodded and continued to diligently follow his orders to the point where Kuko had no need to nitpick at every mistake. He was doing well, even if his mind tried to bring up a million questions and doubts.

However, the silence didn't last that long.

"So… Jyushi." If the monk only talked to him, maybe Jyushi would have been able to keep calm. But he also reached to play with Jyushi's fingers. "If you lose focus I'll shut up."

The warning was more than enough for him to, at least, pretend. Breathe in, breathe out.

"About what you told me before…" What was one hand playing with his, turned into two. His warm fingers inspected Jyushi's by caressing, turning and tugging at them. While the action made his heart race, it also, thankfully , kept his breathing calm enough for Kuko to continue talking. "I can't put it as adorned as you do."

There was a pause. Kuko then turned Jyushi's hand around to see the back of his hand instead, then tugged at it to, what Jyushi guessed, inspect it closely. He played with his rings then. The wait and how soft his hands felt against his was about to make Jyushi lose his mind. The giggle Kuko let out didn't help.

"I was hoping you would have lost focus by now. Then I wouldn't have to say it. You're so tough. But it also doesn't feel right leaving you like this." Another pause. "Just keep your eyes closed, please."

Hearing Kuko so softly, so vulnerable was a first. Jyushi wasn't sure about what to do, if to answer or not, if reassuring him that he wouldn't open his eyes would be the right thing or if pretending to not listen was what Kuko wanted him to do.

In the end, he opted to give Kuko's hands a little squeeze.

Kuko then kissed the back of his fingers, right before his knuckles. His lips were so soft and warm against his cold hands that when he parted away it felt like they belonged there. Thankfully, Kuko properly held his hand and placed it on his cheek.

"I love you."

Jyushi forgot how to breathe then. If it wasn't for Kuko's plea, he would have opened his eyes then. He needed to know what kind of expression he was making. Was he blushing? Were his pointy canines showing up behind a big warm smile or was it shy? Oh, how he wished to see a smile right then, maybe kiss it. He wanted to see if his ears turned pink or if he carried his confession with the usual confidence he showed everyone.

He wanted to see every side of him.

"Jyushi," Kuko's voice brought his thread of thoughts to a halt. "Can I kiss you? If the answer is no, this is the time to open your eyes."

Kuko then shifted his position to get closer, leaving Jyushi's hand behind in favor of holding his cheeks.

How could he try to take a look? Jyushi already memorized all of Kuko's features. It was meaningless when he was about to discover a new side of him.

#hypmic #hypnosis mic #kuko harai #jyushi aimono #bad ass temple #kuujyu #7000f1 writes #this was written months ago please don't mind me #i privated my fics on ao3 so i'm sharing them publicly here for now

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