#@humming-bird-145

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 148. brb x oc

a/n: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA (reblogs and comments are super encouraged <3)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: JUST FLUFF

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-

“Is that…Shells?”

“I dunno. Is it?” he smirks down at his wife who just widens her eyes in surprise before yanking the door open. He stays back, watching Beatrice just put her snow boots on - it was adorable with that dress as well - and rushed outside, a happy scream leaving her mouth as she noticed it wasn’t only Shells but everyone else was there. And they all brought something with them.

He smiles watching her practically jump for joy, questioning them how they got there and where they were because she just had no idea this was ever planned…which meant he did a good job. He did step back so they could enter, side hugging some of them and fist bumping the others just so Beatrice could be the last one inside, “...Brad.” he hummed, innocently, smiling at her, “W-Where-how??? I-I am so confused…”

“Well,honey.” he begins once he closes the door behind everyone, thankfully the cabin was big enough to handle every single person, ‘It involved a lot of subterfuge��and your aunt.”

“My aunt?!” she squeaked, “Wait, how–?”

-

“Bradley, darling,” he jumps when Martha appears out of nowhere, one of his hands rubbing his face as he tries to cover up the shock, “May I speak to you?”

“Oh,um, sure,” he looks back towards the outside where everyone was, he just went to the bathroom and was going back since it was time for the gift giving when he was stopped by Martha, “Something wrong?”

Martha’s little mysterious smile widens and she folds her hands together, “I might’ve heard,” she gestures to her ear, “From a little bird, that you want to surprise Beatrice during the New Years.” he blinks at her in shock, eyebrows furrowing, “And I want to help and no- It won’t be a problem.”

He stands there for a few seconds, unsure how to react, “You…you do…do you do this for everyone else or-” he laughs awkwardly, “Or just me and Bea?”

Martha’s smile is still present but there something in her eyes as she meets his, then turns her head to where Beatrice was,holding Nicole and laughing with everyone else, ‘...she adores you.” she whispers with the gentlest shake of her head, “She adores you so,so very much. You and Nicole are her entire world and I know you feel the same,bambino. I can see it in your eyes.” she smiles more, “She can get lost in the middle of a crowd and you’d always find her…and you want her to know it,every time.” she steps closer to him, gently cupping his cheeks and smiling when he stilled, “You are a lovely,kind boy. You can give her that and I know you fear a lot, plenty of times.”

He avoids her eyes for a second there only to come back when she remains in the same position as before, holding him like the little boy she thought he was, “I know you are so scared of never doing enough…but you are and I want to take that out of your mind.” she finally lets go of his face to hold his shoulders, “You can let me help.”

“But–”

“I insist.”

He knows that if there’s one thing Martha won’t do is accept a no when she can help and well,she could but even that was too much for her. So he does whisper what he was planning and she just kept smiling at him, eventually patting his cheek and saying that all she needed were their guests’ names, nothing more. He half expected her to laugh and say ‘yeah,good luck with that,Bradley’ but no.

No, of course not.

Martha taps her chin with her finger, making the mathematics in her mind then smiling, “I can do that.”

“...wait,really?”

“Yes,of course Bradley. We are opening another hotel in Virginia,I’d be more than honored to have your friends there.”

He just looked so dumfounded Martha had to physically close his mouth with a gentle ‘clack’ of his teeth hitting. He just stares because how is that possible? “Uh,I,wow, um thanks Martha,I don’t even know how to…?Uh…no one,well what you do for me and Bea-”

“Is my biggest pleasure.” she reassures him, the corners of her eyes crinkling because of her smile “You two are very special to me. Now shall we go back?” she turns around so he could follow only for him to tell her to wait. Martha does, smiling confusedly at him when she does so.

He inhales softly, ‘...you helped us with our wedding and you are helping us with this…why?”

“i told you why.”

“There must be more to that. I mean I know you like us but…”

Martha smiles more, her teeth showing, “Because you two are just meant to be. Your souls are connected and I know how much you two have looked for each other…and now,every once and again, you deserve a little break, no? A little gift from someone.”

“That’s not a little gift,though.”

“It’s a matter of perspective.” she laughs softly, gently pushing him ahead of her so he could walk into the patio first, “Now go, your girls are waiting for you.”

–

Back to the present, after his complete explanation, Beatrice looked just as shocked as he was back when Martha talked to him. She was even with the same expression as he was, jaw slack and mouth open in pure shock.

He just closed it with his hand and smirked, ‘I know.”

She blinks once her mouth closes, looking back to where all their friends were then back at him, pinching her temples and furrowing her brows, “...h-how?How does she do this?”

“Hell if I know,gorgeous.” he chuckles, “But hey, at least everyone is here.”

“I mean yeah…did you…did you really plan all this?”

He turns his whiskey colored eyes towards her green ones and smirked more, cupping her chin and rubbing below her lower lip, “I sure did.” he begins, bouncing Nicole on his other arm, “I just…well, if you wanna know the reason why, it’s because I felt we’d need something like this. Something with our friends…I’m pretty sure we’ll all be deployed once the holidays are over,” he looks back to see the Dagger squad setting everything on the large dinner table, “And I know how much you love the holidays filled with people.”

Beatrice blinked up at him in pure awe, her mouth moving but no words coming out, she just…stared at him with adoration and a ting of worry. They both knew that everything was going back to normal once they go back to California and Beatrice knew he’d have to go…she did know that and,while she was more used to it now, it still pained her heart a little bit every time he did go. “...thank you.” she whispers, kissing his lips sweetly, “I’m sure it’ll be really fun.”

“Oh I think so too, after all,” he looks back, “Fanboy brought tequila.”

“Yeah…” her smile disappeared and her eyes widened, “Roos,I can’t have it.”

“Huh?”

“I can’t have tequila,” she gestures to her stomach with her eyes, arching her brows, “Remember?’

Rooster did forget for a brief second, then widened his own eyes, getting closer to her to whisper against her ear, “Don’t worry, they won’t know.” he says, “I’ll just say you aren’t feeling like it, if you feel like you won’t be convincing enough.”

“I mean, thank you but you know how they can be, especially,” she flicks her eyes over his shoulder, “Phoenix and Evelyn, they will know something is off.”

“We’ll manage it, we just gotta act normal.” he straightens himself, “Plus, Nikki will be an amazing distraction…won’t you Birdie?”

“Aaa!”

“Yes you sure will.”

“Are you sure?” she asks softly, keeping one eye on the group of people away from them, “What if they suspect something,Roos?”

“Baby, they’ll be too hammered to even remember their own names, it’ll be fine.”

Beatrice pouted, rubbing Nicole’s tiny hand before meeting his eyes again, “Okay,” she whispers with a nod, “It’ll be fine-”

“Babes! We are getting drunk tonight,right? Since Evelyn can’t!”

The brunette’s green eyes widened comically as she snapped her head towards Shells, who was holding a large bottle or bourbon over her head before cradling that thing like a baby. Beatrice bit her lower lip, looking back at Rooster with horror in her eyes, “W-We’ll see!” she shouts back, “I can’t get too drunk because of Nikki!’

“Aw!” her friend frowns, “Lame!”

“You can just drink it alone.” Evelyn’s calm voice replies.

“It’s not fun, Phoenix!Drink with me!”

“Alright.”

“Nice!”

Beatrice’s shoulders relaxed after that conversation, her husband leaning down to kiss her cheek and nuzzle her neck, “See? Told you.”

“You did.” she says sweetly, rubbing his cheek  when he props his chin on her shoulder then kisses her jawline, leaning back only so she could get Nicole from his hands, “You can drink though.” he makes a face when she mentions it, digging his hands into his pockets once they are free, “Roos.” she whispers, “You can, if you don’t then they’ll be really suspicious.”

“I can stay sober.” he murmurs, “It’ll be fine too, I don’t feel like drinkin’ if you aren’t joinin’ me.”

“Aw.” she giggles, cupping his cheek with one of her hands, “You are the cutest husband ever.”

“I do have the cutest wife and daughter,” he kisses her forehead “So I’m only following the theme.”

-

Besides the constant complaining from the heat accustomed pilots to the obvious snow outside, the night was going so well. They actually brought games for them to play and snacks that were prepared by the hotel’s kitchen and they were just too surprised to say no.

“I mean,Bea.” Payback begins, cleaning his hands as they sit around the coffee table, the brunette in question was sitting on the couch with Rooster, “Your aunt? She’s amazing, we really had to pay nothing, she just told us to go there and have fun. She’s so cool.”

“And rich.” Shells says as she shoves some crackers into her mouth, speaking with it full, “She’s so fucking rich, did you know she had a hotel here?”

“Well,I do now.” Bea smiles, looking over to Phoenix who was now holding Nicole to her chest as she shows the little girl the different colorful cards that they were using for their poker night, Nikki just ‘aa’ while grabbing one of them to bring it closer to her eyes, “But she’ll be so happy to know you had fun.”

Evelyn,whose stomach was a bit more prominent than before, just sighed as Jake placed her legs on his thighs so she could rest a bit, “She even made sure we had the proper room,I’m just a few months along and she helped us out…she also talked to me, which I’m thankful…did you tell her about-” Beatrice shakes her head, “Ah,well, alright. I guess she’s one of those witches huh?”

“She sure is.”

“That reminds me of my tias.” Fanboy says as he slaps a card on the coffee table, “They were also the witchy type…and my abuela.” he stares at nothing for a second, then furrows his brows, “She did say I was going to get sick one day and then I did…and then my brother too…weird.”

Rooster chuckles as Beatrice leans against him, his hand on top of her thighs as she nuzzles his shoulder happily, smiling even more when he kissed her forehead. They were just happy this was how their New Year’s Eve was going to happen, she was honestly surprised thinking they’d be with their own families instead…she even asked them about it. “Oh I’m avoiding mine,”Payback laughs nervously, “My mom keeps asking me about marriage and such, Christmas was more than enough.”

“My parents are in Mexico,” Coyote shrugs, “It’s their anniversary, they don’t mind and neither does my sister.”

“Mine just chose to go to Ohio.” Phoenix mutters, “Who goes to Ohio for the New Years?”

“Ah, my parents just said I could go.” Fanboy shrugs, “‘Cause they say I don’t travel enough…when I literally went pretty much everywhere…”

“Jake’s mom didn’t mind us coming here,” Evelyn then replies, “She says the cold weather might make the baby stronger, which I…don’t really believe but I can’t say she’s wrong either.” she shrugs and finally Shells said something.

“Bob’s parents went to London to visit extended family and my aunt is out with Pete and Melia, so I thought, hey why not visit my best friend and my honorary niece? And get drunk in the process?’ she finishes it with a swig of her bourbon glass, smiling against it, “Aaahh, so good.”

“I’m honored you came here to get drunk.” Beatrice jokes, playfully poking her friend’s shoulder with her foot and pulling it back before Shells could poke Beatrice back. “In reality,I’m just happy you are all here, it’s…really special.”

“Hey, that was on your husband,” Hangma says as he turns the TV on so they could watch the countdown, ‘He arranged everything.”

Beatrice hugs Rooster’s arm tighter as Jake tries to find the channel, her green eyes moving up to meet his own and her hand on his bicep only tightened a bit. They talked for a little while longer, the time passed enough for them to see the ball was about to drop in Times Square which meant the year was going to be over.

Beatrice took that time to thank every blessing that year gave. The very first one was crawling towards Payback and giggling when he picked her up and placed her on his shoulders, letting her tiny hands hold onto his hair as he gestured to the tv, the second one…well, they were still inside of her,growing but a blessing nonetheless.

The third and maybe the most important one was Rooster, her husband who just…was so amazing and sweet. She turned to look at him, he was nursing himself some water and looking at the tv, but one of his hands was on her shoulder, brushing the gentle fabric of her shirt with the tiniest smile on his face. Their little moment was over when Shells came over, pouring champagne on glasses with the exception of Evelyn and handing them over, and when Beatrice took a while to grab hers, she just cleared her throat.

“Oh,ah,I’m not having it Shells.”

“Why not? I saw that it’s okay, it doesn’t get on the milk.” she did give Rooster his own though, the taller pilot giving Beatrice a side glance.

“3”

“Oh,I’m just not feeling it,” she tries to excuse herself like that, laughing softly, “You know, trying to cut back.”

“Cut back? Listen,i’m the alcohol connoisseur of our group. Come on, just have a sip!’

“Shells,I um, I-” she ended up grabbing the glass but not bringing it to her lips, “I really don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“Hmmm…fine,okay,I’ll have it for you.” she snatches it from Beatrice’s hand, “At least you aren’t having because you don’t want to,and not because you are pregnant.”

“2”

Beatrice only paled, her eyes widening as she met Shells’ blue ones. Both women stared at each other for a few seconds, the blonde’s smile slowly disappearing as her irises drop to Beatrice’s stomach, “Wait a fucking minutes.”

“Shells-”

“1!Happy New Year!!”

“ARE YOU FUCKING PREGNANT???”

[divinationcentral]

hi dear may i send in an ask for a love reading from you? my initials are AP and im a cis female, and I want to ask about a guy I just met, his initials are KW. He’s a quite popular person even though he seems to be the cold, introverted type. I feel a lot of intense physical attraction to him and my friends think i totally have a chance with him. (fyi, im a taurus and hes a scorpio 😂) Some obstacles that may get into our way is well, he does seem to be the lady-killer-popular boi that everyone likes and i heard he had a bit of a bad boy reputation- idk how true this is bc they are just rumors but it lowkey turns me on 😂. knowing myself i feel like i would be more interested in a casual (maybe fwb, maybe casual hookup, a fling, etc) with this guy rather than looking for a romantic relationship. i dont have a specific question about this, happy to hear whatever the cards have to say, though i’d definitely love to know what he thinks about (like does he feel similar attraction to me at all) and if we stand a chance to get together? thank you!

Hi AP! So, here’s your reading:

I think it would win you extra points if you said you wanted something casual, but mainly: you should just express your interest (or rather your interests if you have something in common, just so you can let him know you are interested in getting to know him, and to obtain an opening).

This person does seem to have a history with women, but it isn’t all that great lol.

A lot of the people he has had interactions with left him feeling unwanted. Or rather—the connection would start quick and fizzle out immediately. So he’s definitely looking for something new. I would be careful of entering the same dynamic as the rest, however, cause it ended pretty badly for them (as in: heartbreaker type energy haha—I’ve heard Scorpios are intense). He may have shared his heart a little too soon, though, so he could be reeling from that situation and may come off as a little guarded.

My recommendation is starting off slow. Get to know him better. He would really like this (since he gets a lot of attention anyway, it’s nice to have a real one-on-one conversation with a person after that type of bombardment).

As for how he views you: You got the 4 of Pentacles. You might be a little stiff to him haha. Show him your fun side. 😊I think he wonders what you’re like beneath all the callousness.

Idk if maybe you as well have kind of cool/serious vibe to yourself (or if you just seem like that personality type to him, maybe he's told you this before or will). That said: he’s considered it (especially if you know him personally now). There's an attraction there if you wish to pursue it (especially if you tell him you're interested in casual dating). But! If you don’t know him personally, you showing interest is enough to get him thinking about it.

And what could happen? We got the “if it’s meant to be it will be” card (the High Priestess)—but don’t let that deter you. You’re not at the mercy of “divine timing.” This just means that if the connection is going to work out, it would have to flow naturally. Don’t peg this person out to be the end all be all (that’s a lot of pressure on someone who is barely finding his footing). Consider what he wants and if you fit the bill--there should be no worrying. Maybe ask him what type of girl he’s even interested in. 

He, on the other hand, is the Hermit. Meaning he is waiting for an opportunity to find partnership. And he’s thought about it immensely, because he’s represented as very obviously lonely here.

He seems to be ready for a relationship, quite frankly. He’s got himself together despite all the heartbreak/heartache in his life.

The action to start a relationship will be taken by you if you show interest. And he can decide at that point if this is what he was waiting for.

The type of person you can expect him to be is fun, a little teasing, and definitely emotionally mature. He’s got two kings (the one of communication and logic, so he’s probably smart and articulated), and the Emperor (king of kings)—so he’s got himself and his shit together. He knows who he is and what he wants.

If it’s not you—he’ll tell you. 😊 And he’ll tell you what he is looking for. It may not be something casual! Just letting you know.

PS. Contrary to what you might think, he’s probably waiting for the right girl. :)

[twstwonderlandstuff]

Sleep depravity

You feel like shit.

Flashback

Ahaha, the new year! A time for fun and festivities! Surely, that’s what YOU’RE going to be doing, right?

Wrong.

Well, I mean right, but it’s not fun by what most of NRC calls as. So imagine this, right, you’re sitting in yo damn class doing your damn shit when suddenly, your classmate whispers to you from behind.

“Hey.” You nudge an elbow, to show that you’re listening. 

“You should watch ‘Tales of the Seven Lords’. It’s a really good series.” You nod in thanks at the recommendation and your classmate retreats back to his seat. 

And the day goes on as usual: Running around campus doing your part-time jobs, occasionally talking to your friends and seniors, feeding Grim, appreciating how fine everybody looks today- pardon me.

So now, it’s bedtime and you’re there listening to Grim talk as you do your homework. Then, he says: “Oh yeah, someone said something about a recommendation, right?”

“Right, I forgot about that.” You nod, finishing your homework in time. “We should check that out to watch for New Years. It’s in a few days.” You sigh, bouncing your leg. 

See, unlike from where you’re from, NRC has a different curriculum, where the OFFICIAL tests come out somewhere in the 3rd and 9th month of the year, not the 6th and the 12th, so this is just cooldown time for you to kind of chill and relax. 

“Right, holidays~~~ We don’t need to listen to Vargas anymore!” Grim hums cheerfully, and you nod. He’s already loud and super annoying every time he meets a slightly muscular kid, but add THAT with him rambling about safety protocols? Nah, man, ya can’t.

"Ah yes, the holidays where everyone goes home and leaves us here to wail and stay all alone with nobody- I mean I got you but you know- nobody and probably have to clean the school.” You take a deep breath. “Lovely.”

"That annoying guy is going to do something like that...” Grim complains, rolling over to flop on your stomach. “I don’t wanna!”

“Same...” You reply lazily, fist bumping Grim’s paw. “Hahah... hah...”

Despite your complaining, you feel a little giddy. I mean, come on, you get the FUCK around the school, all day by yourselves! What’s not to love about that? And the series is sure to keep you entertained.

Flashback end.

‘That was a terrible, terrible thing to think about.’ You thought blearily, thoughts swirling around your head as Grim falls asleep on you, *heetos and dorr*tos all over your body, making you feel sticky and gross. 

It’s now the actual new years, where everybody’s gone home and like you predicted, Crowley did assign you to tasks- fucking bird, so you and Grim’s ass didn’t do what he told you. Fucking hell, the school’s been functioning DAMN well without you, surely the tasks not THAT big of a deal, right?

After goofing around for a few days, you’re getting bored, so you drag your lazy self to Sam’s store (where his friends from the other side are tending it for him) and rent out a DVD- Crowley didn’t gift you a phone, unfortunately (but still fixed that old TV set??? Man’s got some weird priorities)

You bring this news to Grim, who immediately begs and whines for you to open and watch the show. So you did.

The first episode, you were intrigued, but only a little bit. The same went for the 2nd and 3rd episode. You’re about to call it a lame series when you hit... the 4th episode.

It was a wild ride of emotions and wow... that scene where Henry helps the king really brought you and Grim to tears. 

You were hooked. Or in other words, you were fucked. Fucked because now, you can’t THINK of anything BUT the series, which forces you to stay at home and watch the entire god-damn thing and now its 2 days after that.

At... you blearily open your eyes and notice the cracks of light shining through the curtain. “Oh god...” At somewhere around 8 am in the morning.

“Fucking hell... I’ve gone and fucked up my sleep schedule... shit...” And for some reason, tears began running down your eyes. What the fuck? Are you THAT tired that’d you’d cry over your SLEEP SCHEDULE?

Yes. Yes, you are.

You hear a knock at the door. “Oh my fucking god.” You curse, rolling down the uneven wooden floors, wincing as you get splinters. You lethargically stand up  and open the door and look up to see...

HEARTSLABYUL

Someone 5 cm taller then you- oh screw off, you’re 145 cm, its okay to be pissed, you know?

“Happy new year, prefect-” You interrupt him.

“Oh.. you’re cute!” You grin gleefully, pinching the red hair’s cheeks.

“U-unhand me at once!” The guy with red hair shouted, forcibly taking your hands away. “Or its off with your head!”

"What, you’re gonna- you’re gonna tie me up~?” You tease, punching the guy’s shoulder. “That’s kinky dude... like tone down the horny ya know...”

2 guys with red-orange hair and other with blue starts laughing loudly in the background and you laugh too.

The guy with red hair STARTS turning red- oh my fucking god, people can turn red?

“OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!” And a collar winds up around your neck.

“Eh????” You ask, lightly tugging at the collar. “What the fackin hell is this shit? Y’all really out here puttin’ collars and shit on people... in the middle of the day too... wow...”  You mutter, slipping into a country accent.

Flash! You hear a snap of a camera and turn to look at another person with a feather duster on his head- why does he have a feather duster- you know what, its cute, and you like it. You reach up and begin petting it, effectively blocking the phone he’s holding.

“Eto, prefect? You’re kinda- woah!” You look at him with a glazy eyes from those 2 days of non stop watching.

"Are you a...” You ponder, biting your lip as you blink repeatedly. “Are you... a fuck boy?”

(“CATER’S A FUCK- CATER’S F-FUCK- AHAHAHAHA-” Ace wheezes in the background as Deuce starts laughing harder, neither of them caring that they have collars on their first day back.)

Fuck boy has a bewildered look on his face, but before you could see his reaction, another hand goes to tug you back. You look up and... is that... is that lettuce, you see? No no way, it... it kinda looks like broccoli, though..

“Let’s get you to bed, prefect.” The broccoli tells you firmly, but like hell are you listening to a broccoli! Fuck man, you got higher standards then that, come on!

“No! I’m not listening to a broccoli!” You duck, effectively pulling out of his grasp and ran inside to wherever room you’re in and slam it shut. “YOU’RE NEVER GETTING ME, BROCCOLI MAN!!!”

(”Bro---brocoll-” This time, it’s Deuce’s time to collectively pound weakly at the dirt, one hand holding onto Ace’s shoulder as he looses it.)

Eventually, you slump on the ground and slowly... you don’t hear the brocolli’s voice anymore.. which is good (but like, why does his voice sound so... sexy??? Like, why??? It doesn’t make any... sense...)

---

Ace and Deuce finish from their laughing stock, having to hold on to the third years to get up from their position. “We’ll go check on the prefect.” Deuce tried to say, a snort or two making its way to the sentence.

“HAH- KINKY- KINKY FUCK BOY BROCCOLI--- AHAHAHAHAHA-” Ace was still loosing it as he walked inside, a tear streaking down his face. “I love the prefect so fucking much.”

Laughter bubbles up against Deuce’s throat as he walks in. “F...Fuck...boy...”

“W-where is the prefect, anyway?” They immediately see you, slumped against the hallway, snoozing away. With their strong powers, they gently lift and place you on the sofa, amidst all the gunk and shit that’s piled up.

“Ew, what were they even doing?” Ace cringes, looking at the mess. “It smells like shit.”

“They’re watching ‘Tales of the Seven Lords’- oh.” Deuce nods, in extreme understanding. He too, has pulled all-nighters with his gang to watch this series... oh how they cried like mad.

“Oh, that show... it’s bad. I don’t like it.”

“What?!” Deuce swiftly turns around. “But its really good!”

“No, it’s not, what? You got some poor taste, Juice.”

“It’s Deuce, not Juice! And you’re the one with poor taste!”

They bicker all the way, until they’re lovingly threatened by Riddle to NOT say a word, or its way more then off with your head, got it~?

SAVANACLAW

An extremely good-looking lion man- lion man, the fuck???- who lazily looks around at your dorm. Behind him is an EVEN better looking man, this one with a very fluffy tail and BEEG ears and BEEG body and my god, wow... he also sexy- like, sexier then lion man.

“Furry?” You mutter, your eyes falling onto another boy with animal-like ears and tail, except he’s shorter then the two, but his eyes seem to have more light in them.

“Happy New Year, prefect~!” He cheers on, his small tail wagging- oh that is cute oh my fuck- oh shit-

“...what the fuck? Why the fuck are there furries?” You gasp in alarm, running your hands through your hair in a frantic manner. “HAVE I MISSED A FUCKING GENERATION OF FURRIES?!”

“NONONONO NO NO NO THERE’S NO FUCKING WAY- NO-” You scream, falling onto the floor and grabbing a piece of your hair.

A shadow seems to loom over you, and you can feel something fluffy- or maybe that’s just you. “Prefect, are you okay- not like I’m worried, or anything, but...?” That line seems like something you’ve heard, but from where?

“Has the herbivore lost their mind?” Sexy lion man can be heard asking in the back, his voice quickly slipping into a yawn.

“Are ya worried, Leona?” The smaller guy teases, a ‘shi shi shi’ going past his lips.

“Tch.”

Well they seem like good friends- nice.

“I’m fine-” You look up and BAM WOAH WHAT IS THAT- SOMEONE’S PANTS AREA THING NOPE-

“I’M NOT FINE FUCKKKKKKK!” You scream back. The guy jumps back.

“Prefect, are you possessed?”

“By this stage? I might as well fucking be- HAH!” And you snort at that- it’s not even funny, you moron. “Oh, and also sexy lion man- yeah I’m talking to you, yeah you-” You point at said man. “I’m not a herbivore, okay? Like, I’m not a vegan (NO OFFENSE TO THE VEGANS OUT THERE), umm...” You slip into a dramatic accent where everything becomes more pronounced.

“I’m a fucking omnivore, and if you wanna like, insult me, please do it right. Thanks.” You pose, your hands making a heart shape, before slumping onto strong boy’s arms.

“Pfft- AHAHAHAH-” And Ruggie’s gone and lost his shit, because what’d you expect, right?

Leona looks surprised, before becoming very irritated, dragging Ruggie by the scruff/neck and walking away, leaving Jack to deal with you.

His seniors out of earshot and eyeshot, he glances at your sleeping form, which was nuzzling up to him, sighing in bliss as the warmth surrounds you.

He lets out a snicker despite his best efforts not too. Goodness, you surprise him every day.

He easily brings you inside with a princess carry, making sure to respectfully touch only your legs and you back to support you.

He glances at your sleeping form- what on earth were you doing that could keep you up so late, anyways? Oh, he finds out by passing through the living room, TV still on.

He finds your bedroom and lays you down there, not bothering to bring Grim inside- just kidding, he absolutely brings Grim in because he knows how much you love each other, but you didn’t hear that from me~

He glances at your form again and brushes some hair out of your face. The steady rise and fall of your chest eases him. Maybe he should stay here, just in case you wake up and act like THAT again and that’s something he’s sure a lot of people aren’t ready to witness.

He takes a chair and sits in front of you, once again having his eyes trained on you, seeing he has nowhere to look at.

A content smile passes your lips, and he smiles at that. What kind of dreams are you having, he wonders? (Little did he know its about him)

Wait.

If he’s waiting for you like this, isn’t that what you usually do for friends?! He stands up immediately, regretting his actions just as fast as he notices you squirm, sighing in relief as you settle back down onto your dazed state again.

“Happy New Year, prefect. Let’s make more memories together.” He mutters lowly, far too low for you to hear but somehow, you smile at just the right moment.

He leaves quickly, a red blush adorning his cheeks. No, that does NOT make him happy in the slightest! His tail isn’t wagging, his ears aren’t red, you’re lying!

Right?

Wrong.

Yeah, right.

Oh, god damn you and making him so confused!

OCTAVINELLE

An incredibly good-looking gent, with a smile on his face that doesn’t look as nice as it should. And look, he’s got a fedora! That speaks fancy~

“Happy New Year, pre-” You take the fedora and slap it onto your head, to the surprise and subsequent irritation of this man.

Or octopus. Honestly, they radiate the same vibe, so you wouldn’t know.

Then, you began doing the Orange Justice (cringe) as you hum- “Mhph, then you break it down! Down! Down! High! Down!”

“Is shrimpy-chan okay?” Oh what the fuck he’s so tall- THERE’S ANOTHER ONE YOU’RE SEEING THINGS-

“Oya oya.” HE HAS ARA-ARA ENERGY OH MY GOD YOU CAN’T DEAL WITH THIS- NONONONONO-

“Ara ara? Ara ara ara~ ara ARA!” You reply in kind, switching to a weird boogie as you sing offkey about a song.

“Under the sea~~~ under the sea~~ something, something, du do do do, under the sea~ under the grass, and till they fall~ ahhhh!!!” You grab the gent’s hands and drag him to you, paying very close attention to your feet as you attempt to tap dance.

The gent splutters indigation, so you leave him be and focus on your feet.

“Ne, that sounds fun!” The 1st double says, following you to dance- except he’s doing way better then you.

“Wha- how the fuck- that’s good! How the fackkkk... fuck... fucking... fucking fucking wop wop!” You giggle, trying to imitate his dance.

“Hehe, shrimpy’s funny when they’re tired!” Double 1 says, grabbing your waist as you shout in fright.

“Jade, maybe we should-”

“Let them be, Azul.”

Upon closer inspection, you realize that this ‘Jade’ has resonating vibes with Sebastian from Black Butler- wait, is this the twin cliche?! Where there’s the crazy one and the other’s the sane one?! But then again, he has that scary smile on his face... hmm, maybe that theory should be left alone.

You, still Double 1′s arms, shout: “Come on butler man! Join us!!!”

“Butler... are you referring to me?” He sounds surprised.

“Yeee! Come on dude,let’s vibeeee-” You stop mumbling and began singing again. “Oh oh, I’m a rebel just for kicks now! OWAH!!!”

“Owah~~” Double 1 joins, and Jade with a grin, joins in. “Owah~”

“...owah...” The gent also joins, albeit in a softer tone.

“What else, shrimp- eh??? They’re asleep!” Floyd pouts as he gazes at your non-moving body. “No fun.”

“Oya, maybe we should bring them back to their couch. It looks like a nice place to be.” Jade remarks, looking at the pile of chips and snacks on the floor. Floyd shruges, dropping you with a thud, but you don’t seem to wake up. Jade picks you up for Floyd and brings you to the couch.

Azul cringes at the sight of messy chips. “It’s giving me heartburn just looking at it.”

“Don’t lie, Azul. We saw you eating the same thing yesterday~” Floyd teases, a wide grin placate on his face.

“...I could’ve sworn nobody saw me! How...” Azul mumbles to himself, a red flush on his face.

“They’re asleep. We should leave them be.” Jade suggests, walking back to the group.

Azul nods. “There’s nothing I can make a deal about, anyway. And, the benevolent sea witch wouldn’t agree with that, wouldn’t she?”

"Yeah! Goodnight, shrimpy!” Still, you don’t reply, but Floyd looks happy enough since he hoists Azul up from his stand and walks out with him, princess style.

“F-floyd, put me down!”

“Nah, Jade looked really happy holding Shrimpy, so I’ll do the same to you~”

“Floyd!”

Jade walks behind them, watching as they have their fun.

Did I really look that happy? He glances back at your living room and gives a rare, sincere smile to the dimly lit room.

“Goodnight, prefect. I hope to get along with you better.” He whispers to himself, before closing the door gently behind and catching up to his brother.

SCARABIA

Sunshine??? in the form of a... homo sapient???? and a snake??? why the fuck-???

“Happy New Year, prefect! I brought you some food, a few blankets and oh!” The sunshine greets, giving you things, which you don’t have the strength to take, but nod as thanks anyways. He hands you a carpet, incredibly soft, 100% quality. “A carpet- eh, prefect?! Are you okay?!” The sunshine fusses, grabbing your cheeks in worry.

You melt, easing into the touch. “I’m okay now.” You lazily reply, giving him a slow wink. “Haha, get it? Cause- cause you’re here, and you’re the sun, and you’re cute, so like... haha? No?” You don’t let him reply as you sigh and nod, taking his hands of your cheeks. “Alright.”

The sunshine grins at your attempt. “I don’t really know what you mean, but thanks!” Oh my god he’s so cute-

“...hopefully, these things can dress up your broken- er, rustic house.” The snake replies, watching your behavior with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.

You son of a bitch-

“Look, snake-man. No no no no, look at me. Watashi no eyes, you look at eyes- you see my eyes?” You stalk towards the snake, squinting at the bright sun (2 suns) as you trudge towards him. “Y-you see? Yeah, these eyes have tried their FUCKING best to fix up this dorm, so please, bro, please don’t like, mock it cuz like-- it’s really fucking hard- and you know why?!”

“Why?” The sunshine questions, just as you hope (but for some reason, the snake has backed away and is guarding the sunshine. You wonder why.)

“Lemme tell you why- lemme tell you why. So, this bird-man bitch boy I don’t fucking know, right-” The snake sort of laughs at this description as sunshine nods. “This guy, right, leaves ALL this SHIT to me- like BITCH, did you see the fucking state of this... I don’t know, um, SHACK?!” You point aggressively at the house. “Yeah man, it was SHIT! Like, there were holes, rats on the ground, and there were a insects everywhere...” Oho, snake seems to tense up at this, walking towards sunshine in a scared manner.

“The wood was rotting, it smelled like mold... the couches were moldy, the BED was moldy... it was... it was FUCKING shit mate, like the fuck?! You expect me to clean up that shit in what, like...” You bring up your fingers, not even counting. “Three fucking days? Like what the fucking hell, bitch? I’d like to- to- to know what the fuck crossed his mind, like the fuck, you know?”

“That seems hard, prefect. Do you want us to help?” The sunshine offers, but the snake interjects, saying: “Kalim (oh, so his name is Kalim, huh? Cute name for a cute guy!), how many times do I have to tell you? Don’t-”

“But it looks like they’re having a really hard time!” Kalim argues, pouting and looking at you pitifully, and you give the snake a woeful mourning face. The snake glares at you, before sighing heavily. Ah, damn, you feel kind of bad.

“Nah, it’s okay sunshine, I can handle it. Oh, by the way, have ya seen my baby?” You say nonchalantly, describing your feline friend.

“Baby?” The snake pales. “You have a baby?!”

“Prefect, why do you have a baby?” The sunshine panics too, eyes widening, forgetting the nickname you gave him.

“Yeah, I do! Wanna see-” Slump! You fall onto the ground before you can finish your sentence, leaning across the snake’s legs.

“Oh... they’re probably talking about Grim...” Jamil realizes, sighing in relief at the thought.

“Oh yeah, that’s probably it! Hehe, we think alike, Jamil!” Kalim grins, much to the chagrin of Jamil.

“Yeah, yeah, we do. Now come on-” Jamil lifts up your body, princess style and grunts. “Help me open the door.”

“Sure thing!” Kalim hums, opening the door. “What do you think they were doing, looking so tired?”

Jamil shrugs, walking inside ASAP, first giving the dorm a quick sweep with his eyes- he isn’t quite sure how to feel about the bugs you said. They pass by the living room and upon seeing the disarray, nod in understanding.

“Kalim, can you clean it while I put the prefect back in their room?” Kalim nods and gets to work, rolling up his sleeves.

Jamil smiles, nodding as he walks towards your bedroom, opening it with his foot. Surprisingly, it looks WAY cleaner then your living room- you really did stay up all night to watch whatever show was on, huh? The bed isn’t even creased.

Jamil sets you down gently, and you immediately roll to the side, sighing in comfort. He watches as the crumbs of snacks fall onto the bed, and thanks the graces that its not Kalim’s, or his bed that got the food spilled, phew.

Speaking of Kalim, how is he faring? Jamil walks back to the living room, fully expecting to see Kalim get distracted, but much to his ACTUAL surprise, the room is a quarter cleaned. The crisps are thrown in the trash bin and the blankets are folded up, albeit not neatly.

Jamil smiles, a little bit proud of Kalim. “Kalim?”

“Here. Shh, not so loud. Grim’s sleeping.” Kalim whispers back, waving from the kitchen. “I’m trying to clean the dishes, but...”

“Here, let me teach you.” And so, they two do their best to help clean the living room until it’s up to Jamil’s standard.

“I bet they’ll feel surprised when they wake up!” Kalim giggles, happy that it’s clean.

“I hope so, it’ll be a waste if we did all this and they didn’t notice.” Jamil frowns, crossing his arms, satisfied. “I’m sure they liked the gifts, Kalim?”

“Really?! I didn’t go overboard, right?!” Kalim worries, looking at Jamil in concern.

“You always do.” Was Jamil’s snide remark.

“Jamil!” Kalim pouts, and Jamil nods.

“It’s true.”

“Aww... I thought I really... aww...” Kalim shakes his head, cheering up immediately. “There’s always next time! Let’s visit Heartslabyul next, Jamil!”

“Let’s go.” And Kalim rushes out, shouting a ‘Happy New Year!’ to the dorm, despite his previous warning. Jamil says nothing, echoing his behavior as they walk out.

(And it’s true. After 14 hours or so, you wake up, walked towards the living room, and cried the SHIT out of your eyes. It really was nice to see, you know?)

DIASOMNIA

 You can’t distinguish who the fuck this person is, but they’re definitely tall. 

“Who the fucking hell??? Is so fucking tall?” You ask in a whisper. “Hello?”

“Don’t talk to Malleus-sama that way, human!” A guy that looks similar to a cucumber yells. 

“Shut up, my guy. Oh shit, sorry I probably sound really fucking rude hah.” You snort, pinching the nose of your bridge. “Um, what can I do for you? Or something?”

“You look pale.” A softer voice comments. You turn to look at him and oh fucking HELL he looks so... soft??? Princely???

“Woah.” You breathe, grabbing his face. He quickly pushes you off, but you don’t mind. “What the fuck... Your face??? Is?? Nice???” 

“Thank... you...?” He says strangely, stepping away. “Da- LIlia-sama, I think we should leave. ___ doesn’t seem to feel well.”

“Nonsense, ___’s fine. It’s probably just lack of sleep.” You let out a bark at that. 

“Hah, lack of sleep. More like lack of heat!” You giggle at that- why did you giggle at that it literally makes no sense. You turn to look at this ‘Lilia’ person and holy shit, is that a d i l f ?

“...Dilf?” You mutter, stetching out your hand to touch this short emo man. “Emo???”

“What is a dlif?” Emo man’s face contorts into confusion, one that is not often seen in his face. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard of that phrase...”

“Dad’s I’d Like to Fuck, because damn bro, you look- you look like you raised hot kids and set them on a frying pan do you get me, cuz like you’re also sexy? I don’t... yeah.” You nod  heavily at your sentence. 

Emo man and prince-looking guy’s face contorts into a grin and a horrified look respectively. Tall man seems to have the same face as prince-looking guy, while Cucumber just... freezes. 

“Are y’all okay??? You know what, I don’t- I don’t have- I’m not- I’m- I’VE GOT THE APPLE BOTTOM JEANS, BOOTS- BUTTS- BUTTS WITH THE FURRR, THE WHOLE CLUB WAS LOOKING AT HER~” You break out into a song, changing your voice to a country accent. 

“SHE TOOK THE FLOOR AND GOT THE JEANS AND WENT LOW LOW LOW low low low low...” You sync in with the music, going lower to the beat until you lay your body on the ground and slowly lose sight (or blurry shapes) in front of you.

You don’t know what happens next, but you do know that someone’s riding a small cow. With big horns. And hair? With the bit of consciousness you have left, you reach up to touch the cow horns. 

“Sick...” You mutter, and your hands fall slack on the small cow’s horns and you finally fall into well-deserved sleep.

EXTRA

“Lilia.”

"SEE SILVER, I TOLD YOU THAT PEOPLE WOULD-”

“I DON’T NEED TO HEAR IT, DAD!”

“NONE OF US DO!”

“Lilia.”

“I- I’M A DILF- I- I’M A DILF- HAH, I’M- OW OW OW... ow.. my back... oh, yes... Malleus?”

“I’m bringing the human inside.”

“Sure..- argh, ow ow ow... Silver, Sebek, come help me!”

“Yes, old man...”

“...”

“Pfft... a dilf... a dilf....” Malleus snickers at your naming choices, lighting up candles that you’ve strategically set. Once the lights are on, he can’t help but squint at the messiness of your dorm. He walks past the living room and opens your simple bedroom door, placing you on your bed. You don’t seem to be unbetrubed, but you squeezing something in the air. Ah, perhaps you’re looking for the cat? 

Poof! Grim instantly nuzzles into you, and you both sign at the warm heat between you. Malleus smiles at the sight and leans closer to you, and whispers: “Happy New Year, child of man. Let’s make more memories together.” He gazes at your simple room, and his eyes falls at your bedside table. He smiles fondly at the picture on your bedside table. It’s you, Grim and him in Ramshackle’s living room, you making flower crown as you bitch on about physics, Grim agreeing and complaining as well. 

He gives you a small pet on the head and disappears in neon butterflies. 

“Shall we go?”

“Oh, young whisperer, you’re back. I take it ___ is back in their bedroom?”

A smile blooms on Malleus’ face. “Yes, now let’s go.”

“Dilf.. dilf...”

“I can’t... dilf... I can’t.. no...”

*

I don’t fucking know what this is

I just thought--- lilia... is a dad.... and he sexy

and memes... and i created this fic

please enjoy it

[love-too-believe]

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#like projecting onto fictional characters is one thing but projecting onto real life people to try and see flaws is just gross

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Me when I find a blog that condemns Enji's past behavior only to find posts where they try to justify Dabi murdering innocent people.

739 notes • Posted 2021-04-15 09:27:48 GMT

#4

Shinyo Takami dad headcanons!

Disclaimer Shinyo Takami is owned by @sleepwalkersqueen

-Dad jokes galore, as per usual.

-Hums Keigo to sleep, with gentle cooing here and there.

-Speaking of cooing. Will randomly do so just to hear Keigo reply.

-GETS KEIGO VACCINATED

-Keeping with the theme of crime dad and birb son, most likely coursed the doctor and nurses as they stood trembling at The Takami Theif asking them to vaccinate his kid.

-A frightened nurse is just like "um...do...do you have health insurance."

- "Honey, does it look like I have health insurance?"

-Cut to bird dad hovering and checking to make sure non of it is poison. "Yah know doc, if my chick starts turning blue or hacking up blood I know where to find you."

-Shinyo constantly being impressed by how smart his son is despite his upbringing. Let's not forget Hawks in canon is very intelligent.

-Let's Keigo sleep tucked into his jacket when walking or flying. Just prefers it this way as apposed to holding his hand while walking.

-Totally has nothing to do with his bird instinct to have his chick as close as possible to him at almost all times. It's just warmer...and safer...and Keigo doesn't really need to walk until he's like 10 anyways.

-Has an existential crisis when Keigo mentions that he can walk now.

- Just in his head he's like "What? What do you mean? You don't want me to carry you anymore? Why don't you want me to carry you? What did I do wrong? Why would you need to walk???

-Always builds a nest

-Snake hunting.

-KFC every Friday. Growing Hawk babies need their protein.

749 notes • Posted 2021-03-21 17:15:28 GMT

#3

Me trying to manifest an Archie comics remake where Jughead is finally allowed to keep his canon sexuality.

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986 notes • Posted 2021-02-25 06:10:43 GMT

#2

I know it was a brief moment, but remember when Hawks showed that he disagreed with Stain’s ideology? (as everyone should btw)

With the information on Hawk's character that we have now it makes even more sense.

Because Stain’s ideology goes against everything Hawk’s stands for.

Which is the human ability to change and grow at any point in your life.

As many have already pointed out (including the series) Stain’s ideology is incredibly flawed on a fundamental level. Because it requires the idea and only idea, that people never change or are uncapable of change and remain stagnate.

Which is inherently untrue. Even on a small scale.

Think about who you were when you were 10, 13, 20. What you use to believe in, what you believe now, how you use to act, how you act now, what type of friends you keep.

It’s all part of growing because that’s just how humans work. Whether for bad or good depends on the situation.

On a hero scale we see this first with Mt Lady

Mt Lady started off as someone who only became a hero too seek fame. But as the series progresses we see her go through events that make her realize what it really means to be a hero and make her willing to put her own life on the line for others.

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1876 notes • Posted 2021-06-03 15:29:30 GMT

#1

I think the fandom misinterprets Hawks the same way the LOV misinterpreted Bakugou.

The mistake the league made was thinking Bakugou’s desire to win out weight his core values on WHY he wanted to become a hero.

As Aizawa pointed out. Bakugou could never turn into a villain, because it would mean giving up on becoming a hero.

And Bakugou does not give up.

This is why the league's plan back fired. They took Bakugou at face value without knowing anything about his real motivation.

How this is the same misinterpretation some have about Hawks

Similar too the league and Bakugou, I think some don’t think about WHY Hawks wants to be a hero.

There are some that are disappointed that Hawks continues to be a hero. This ranges between those who thought he would turn into a villain, a vigilante or quit hero work all together when; in reality this was never a possibility.

The idea that Hawks would ever stop wanting to be a hero or turn on hero society is pure fanon.

This is due to two reasons.

1. People misinterpreting Hawk's line about wanting an easier life as him wanting to quit.

2. People thinking Hawk’s is vengeful about his situation with the HPSC and hero society.

That last one is interesting because there is so far zero evidence that he feels that way in canon, yet it’s taken as a canon fact by a large part of the fandom.

Did Hawks want to be free of the HPSC? Yes. 

Did he want to harm anyone to do so? No not at all.

Does he want to change things about hero society? Yes. He’s made active moves to do so.

Has he shown any signs that he ever wanted to turn on it, harm people involve, quit, lose faith in the ability to change it? No.

Similar to the league’s misinterpretation of Bakugou, the misinterpretation people put on Hawks is believing his distain for the HPSC should out value his desire to help the public.

This was never the case and was never a possibility. Because Hawks wants to be the hero that he saw when he found out heroes were real and not just fictional characters.

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2711 notes • Posted 2021-05-27 15:23:17 GMT

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My personal Love Live song ranking

This list is excluding The Guided Fate Paradox Character Song Album

1 Evergreen 2 New winding road (Mari) 3 GALAXY HidE and SeeK (AZALEA) 4 Step! ZERO to ONE 5 Tokimeki Bunruigaku (AZALEA) 6 Oh, Love&Peace! 7 Fuyu ga Kureta Yokan (BiBi) 8 Pianoforte Monologue (Riko) 9 Wonderful Rush 10 HAPPY PARTY TRAIN 11 Mattete Ai no Uta 12 Strawberry Trapper (Guilty Kiss) 13 Natsuiro Egao de 1, 2, Jump! 14 Thank you, FRIENDS!! 15 Mijuku DREAMER 16 Humming Friend 17 Kowareyasuki (Guilty Kiss) 18 Hop Step Waai! 19 Torikoriko PLEASE!! (AZALEA) 20 Crash Mind (Saint Snow) 21 Self Control (Saint Snow) 22 Manatsu wa Dare no Mono? (Ruby&Dia) 23 Taiyou wo Oikakero! 24 Beginner's Sailing (You) 25 Yuuki wa doko ni? Kimi no Mune ni! 26 Koi ni Naritai AQUARIUM 27 Over the Next Rainbow (Saint Aqours Snow) 28 Landing action Yeah!! 29 Believe Again (Saint Snow) 30 Thrilling One-Way 31 Daydream Warrior 32 G Senjou no Cinderella (3rd Years) 33 Silent tonight (BiBi) 34 soldier game (Umi&Maki&Eli) 35 Paradise Live 36 Nawatobi (Hanayo) 37 Arifureta Kanashimi No Hate (Eli) 38 Sunshine Pikkapika Ondo 39 Next SPARKLING!! 40 Anata no Risou no Heroine (Shizuku) 41 Meccha Going!! (Ai) 42 Omoi yo Hitotsu ni Nare 43 Natsu no Owari no Amaoto ga (Chika&Kanan) 44 Sotsugyou Desune (AZALEA) 45 WHITE FIRST LOVE (Dia) 46 Sakana ka Nanda ka? (Kanan) 47 Kiseki Hikaru 48 in this unstable world (Yoshiko) 49 Awaken the power (Saint Aqours Snow) 50 Mermaid festa vol.1 51 Dropout (Saint Snow) 52 WATER BLUE NEW WORLD 53 Daisuki dattara Daijoubu! (2nd Years) 54 Yozora wa Nandemo Shitteru no? (CYaRon!) 55 CHASE! (Setsuna) 56 Daring!! (Maki) 57 Genki Zenkai DAY! DAY! DAY! (CYaRon!) 58 Mou Hitori Janai yo (Honoka) 59 Yume no Tobira 60 Donna Toki mo Zutto 61 Garasu no Hanazono (Nozomi&Eli) 62 Yuuki No Reason (Umi) 63 SUNNY DAY SONG 64 Shangri-La Shower 65 Love marginal (Printemps) 66 Sora mo Kokoro mo Hareru kara (2nd Years) 67 Guilty Night, Guilty Kiss! (Guilty Kiss) 68 Yume Kataru yori Yume Utaou 69 LONELY TUNING (AZALEA) 70 PSYCHIC FIRE (BiBi) 71 Marine Border Parasol (2nd Years) 72 Hajimari Road (1st Years) 73 Korekara 74 Shunjou Romantic (lily white) 75 Natsu e no Tobira Never end ver. (Riko, Mari, Hanamaru) 76 Arashi no Naka no Koi dakara 77 Bokutachi wa Hitotsu no Hikari 78 UNBALANCED LOVE (Printemps) 79 Cutie Panther (BiBi) 80 START:DASH!! 81 LOVELESS WORLD 82 Datte Datte Aa Mujou 83 Kinmirai Happy End (CYaRon!) 84 Music S.T.A.R.T!! 85 Jimo Ai ? Mantan ? Summer Life (You&Yoshiko) 86 Kimi no Hitomi wo Meguru Bouken 87 MY Mai?TONIGHT 88 "MY LIST" to you! 89 Natsu, Owaranaide. (BiBi) 90 LONELIEST BABY 91 Nightingale Love Song (Printemps) 92 Ruteshi Kisuki Shiteru 93 Dreamin' Go! Go!! 94 Angelic Angel 95 Yosoku Fukanou Driving! (3rd Years) 96 HEART to HEART! 97 Hop? Stop? Nonstop! 98 Nemureru Mori ni Ikitai na (Kanata) 99 Yume de Yozora o Terashitai (1st & 2nd Years) 100 Aozora Jumping Heart 101 Starlight (Karin) 102 Brightest Melody 103 MIRAI TICKET 104 SKY JOURNEY 105 Guilty Eyes Fever (Guilty Kiss) 106 NO EXIT ORION (Printemps) 107 Sayounara e Sayonara! 108 MOMENT RING 109 Sakkaku CROSSROADS (BiBi) 110 MIRACLE WAVE 111 Shadow gate to love (Guilty Kiss) 112 Shoujo Ijou no Koi ga Shitai 113 Future style (Honoka, Umi, Kotori) 114 Mermaid festa vol.2 ~Passionate~ (Honoka&Rin) 115 after school NAVIGATORS (NicoRinPana) 116 Listen to my heart!! (NicoRinPana) 117 Storm in Lover (Eli&Umi) 118 Takaramonozu 119 Kitto Seishun ga Kikoeru 120 Snow halation 121 Junai Lens (Nozomi) 122 baby maybe Koi no Button 123 Someday of my life (Honoka) 124 WILD STARS 125 Kodoku na Heaven (Hanayo) 126 Aishiteru Banzai! 127 Mogyutto "love" de Sekkin Chuu! 128 Kaigandoori de Matteru yo (CYaRon!) 129 Watashitachi wa Mirai no Hana (Umi) 130 SENTIMENTAL StepS 131 ENDLESS PARADE 132 Love wing bell 133 Dancing stars on me! 134 Bokura no Hashittekita Michi wa… 135 Soshite Saigo no Peji ni Wa 136 Sore wa Bokutachi no Kiseki 137 Yume e no Ippo (Ayumu) 138 Tokimeki Runners (PDP) 139 Kimi no Kokoro wa Kagayaiteru kai? 140 Aqours?HEROES 141 Seinaru Hi no Inori 142 Moshimo Kara Kitto (Nozomi) 143 Todokanai Hoshi da to Shitemo 144 Anemone heart (Umi&Kotori) 145 Sakura Bye Bye (CYaRon) 146 No brand girls 147 Bokura no LIVE Kimi to no LIFE 148 Mahoutsukai Hajimemashita! (Nico) 149 Shocking Party (A-RISE) 150 Guilty!? Farewell party (Guilty Kiss) 151 Mirai no Bokura wa Shitteru yo 152 Private Wars (A-RISE) 153 Susume?Tomorrow 154 KiRa-KiRa Sensation! 155 Saitei de Saikou no Paradiso (BiBi) 156 Jingle bells ga Tomaranai 157 Tousou Meisou Mobius Loop (3rd Years) 158 Diamond (Kasumi) 159 RED GEM WINK (Ruby) 160 No.10 161 WONDERFUL STORIES 162 Oyasuminasan! (Hanamaru) 163 One More Sunshine Story (Chika) 164 Kaguya no Shiro de Odoritai 165 INNOCENT BIRD (AZALEA) 166 MUSEUM de Dou Shitai? (Printemps) 167 ??HEARTBEAT (Eli, Nozomi, Nico) 168 Spica Terrible (Kotori) 169 Kururin MIRACLE (Rin) 170 Zurui yo Magnetic today (Maki&Nico) 171 Beat in Angel (Rin&Maki) 172 Yuujou no Change 173 Blueberry?Train (Kotori) 174 Koi no Shigunaru Rin rin rin! (Rin) 175 Bokura wa Ima no Naka de 176 P.S. no Mukougawa (CYaRon!) 177 Pops heart de Odorun damon! 178 Waku-Waku-Week! (1st Years) 179 Dokipipo ? Emotion (Rina) 180 Omoide Ijou ni Naritakute (lily white) 181 Kimeta yo Hand in Hand (2nd Years) 182 WAO-WAO Powerful day! (Printemps) 183 Shiawase Iki no SMILING! (Honoka) 184 Wonder zone 185 Korekara no Someday 186 Suki desu ga Suki desu ka? (Kotori&Hanayo) 187 Yume Naki Yume wa Yume janai (Honoka) 188 Diamond Princess no Yuutsu (BiBi) 189 Kimi no Kuse ni! (lily white) 190 A-NO-NE-GA-N-BA-RE! (lily white) 191 Binetsu Kara Mystery (lily white) 192 Shiranai Love*Oshiete Love (lily white) 193 Happy maker! 194 Ai wa Taiyou Janai? (Honoka) 195 Hello, Hoshi wo Kazoete (Rin, Maki, Hanayo) 196 Trouble Busters (BiBi) 197 Pure girls project (Printemps) 198 sweet&sweet holiday (Printemps) 199 Otohime Haato de Rabu Kyuuden (lily white) 200 Super LOVE=Super LIVE! 201 Mi wa µ'sic no Mi 202 Aki no Anata no Sora Tooku (lily white) 203 COLORFUL VOICE

[hraewordsmith]

making myself answer all 150 questions of an ask meme

because i can.

1. Who was the last person you held hands with? my mom 2. Are you outgoing or shy? depends on the situation. naturally shy 3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? my boyfriend, tomorrow :) 4. Are you easy to get along with? i mean yeah?  5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? absolutely. 6. What kind of people are you attracted to? deep, loving people who are completely accepting. 7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? lol i’ve been in a four year relationship, so yeah 8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? my best friend Leo 9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? yeah 10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? same bff 11. What does the most recent text that you sent say? “yeah” 12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? i’m so tired... by Lauv, Dark by Lael, Please by William Singe, 100 Bad Days by AJR, and Paris by Sabrina Carpenter 13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? OH MY GOSH yes 14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? i believe in miracles. luck? not so much. 15. What good thing happened this summer? i made a new friend 16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? yeah 17. Do you think there is life on other planets? not really 18. Do you still talk to your first crush? :)))) yeah he’s my boyfriend 19. Do you like bubble baths? ohhh yeah baby 20. Do you like your neighbors? yeah, i mean they’re quiet which is nice 21. What are you bad habits? picking at acne scabs, faking a smile 22. Where would you like to travel? London, England 23. Do you have trust issues? absolutely 24. Favorite part of your daily routine? washing my face  25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? my thighs 26. What do you do when you wake up? lie in bed on my phone 27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? no 28. Who are you most comfortable around? my best friend and boyfriend  29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? never had an ex YEET 30. Do you ever want to get married? absolutely 31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail? yes  32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?  lol no 33. Spell your name with your chin. fdzd 34. Do you play sports? What sports? no, actually 35. Would you rather live without TV or music? TV, no question 36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? yyyyep 37. What do you say during awkward silences? i start humming 38. Describe your dream girl/guy? the guy i’m with :) NEXT 39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? any bookstore or craft store 40. What do you want to do after high school? LOL I’M ABOUT TO BE IN GRAD SCHOOL  41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? yes, but not with me. 42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean? i am hiding something. 43. Do you smile at strangers? yes, they deserve it 44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? bottom of the ocean 45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? food or to pee 46. What are you paranoid about? losing the people i love 47. Have you ever been high? nope 48. Have you ever been drunk? nnnope 49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? yeah probably 50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? BLACK DARKNESS HOODIE 51. Ever wished you were someone else? yep 52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? my mental health 53. Favourite makeup brand? morphe, atm! 54. Favourite store? Barnes and Noble 55. Favourite blog? do i have to pick? 56. Favourite colour? teal blue 57. Favourite food? chocolate 58. Last thing you ate? chicken, cheesy rice, and potatoes 59. First thing you ate this morning? captain crunch cereal 60. Ever won a competition? For what? uhhhm not sure actually 61. Been suspended/expelled? For what? nope, i was homeschooled so i don’t think that counts 62. Been arrested? For what? nope 63. Ever been in love? :))))) 64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? you mean, to the 6 year old i used to babysit? 65. Are you hungry right now? mmm yeah 66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends? they are my real friends. invalid question. NEXT 67. Facebook or Twitter? facebook 68. Twitter or Tumblr? tumblr 69. Are you watching tv right now? hehehehehehe nope 70. Names of your best friends? aislinn, nora, leo, katherine, andrew 71. Craving something? What? chocolate and sweet tea 72. What colour are your towels? blue and dark green 72. How many pillows do you sleep with? one and a body pillow 73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? you know it 74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? heckin lots. i used to have more. right now, 30+. 75. Favourite animal? kiwi bird 76. What colour is your underwear?  blue?? what kind of question 77. Chocolate or Vanilla? chocolate 78. Favourite ice cream flavour? either dark dark chocolate or banana 79. What colour shirt are you wearing? white.... 80. What colour pants? black. why do you care so much about my clothes?? 81. Favourite tv show? the office 82. Favourite movie? pride and prejudice, 2005 83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2? haven't seen them 84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street? nope 85. Favourite character from Mean Girls? also nope 86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo? THE BABY JELLYFISH 87. First person you talked to today? my lovely mama 88. Last person you talked to today? @mckellaraislinn 89. Name a person you hate? do i have to hate people? 90. Name a person you love? you, uwu 91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? yep 92. In a fight with someone? not physically 93. How many sweatpants do you have? at least 15 pairs 94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have? OMG uh lots 95. Last movie you watched? Pride and Prejudice 96. Favourite actress? actually don’t know 97. Favourite actor? chris hemsworth 98. Do you tan a lot? not at all 99. Have any pets? fish named Taco and dog named Coco 100. How are you feeling? sick and sad  101. Do you type fast? oh yeah 102. Do you regret anything from your past? everything 103. Can you spell well? yeah i actually spell really well 104. Do you miss anyone from your past? everyone 105. Ever been to a bonfire party? yep 106. Ever broken someone’s heart? ...in the romantic way, no.  107. Have you ever been on a horse? yep! 108. What should you be doing? sleeping 109. Is something irritating you right now? oh yeah 110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? yeah 111. Do you have trust issues? you already asked this but yeah 112. Who was the last person you cried in front of? Leo 113. What was your childhood nickname? **CLASSIFIED** cause y’all don’t know my first name 114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? yep! quite a bit 115. Do you play the Wii? i used to, quite a bit 116. Are you listening to music right now? no cause i’m on the phONE 117. Do you like chicken noodle soup? yee 118. Do you like Chinese food? YEE 119. Favourite book? The Book Thief by Markus Zusak 120. Are you afraid of the dark? nope 121. Are you mean? ...no??????? 122. Is cheating ever okay? absolutely not 123. Can you keep white shoes clean? ...i mean kinda 124. Do you believe in love at first sight? no, i’m always skeptical 125. Do you believe in true love? absolutely 126. Are you currently bored? nope 127. What makes you happy? my friends and my dog 128. Would you change your name? i’d love to go by my middle name all the time 129. What your zodiac sign? Pisces 130. Do you like Subway? yeah but i can’t really eat it anymore 131. Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? OH HECK THANK GOD HE DOES NOT but we’d probably talk it out and stay friends 132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? Leo 133. Favourite lyrics right now? “i’m so tired of love songs, tired of love, just wanna go home...” 134. Can you count to one million? yes but I'm not gonna do it YEET 135. Dumbest lie you ever told? “i’m fine” 136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? closed 137. How tall are you? 5′1″ 138. Curly or Straight hair? straight 139. Brunette or Blonde? brunette 140. Summer or Winter? winter 141. Night or Day? night 142. Favourite month? march cause my birthdAY 143. Are you a vegetarian? nope 144. Dark, milk or white chocolate? dark 145. Tea or Coffee? coffee 146. Was today a good day? ...not really 147. Mars or Snickers? snickers 148. What’s your favourite quote? “There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.” 149. Do you believe in ghosts? nope 150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? “Saturday?”

THIS WAS FUN AND TOOK FOREVER YEET THANKS FOR GETTING TO KNOW ME

[deepestcloudmagazine]

Why we have a love-hate relationship with electric scooters

Some cities are rolling out ambitious

electric scooter

sharing schemes, while others have banned them outright. Just how green, and how safe, are e-scooters?

You might have started seeing more of them on streets and in parks, gliding past you with a faint electric hum. As lockdowns lift and people avoid public transport, e-scooters – stand-up, electrically powered scooters – are becoming more popular.

The easing of lockdowns has highlighted the importance of individual, emission-free, socially distanced transport as governments try to prevent spikes in car use and pollution. But the story of e-scooters is one of both a popular tech gadget and a contentious form of transport. While they offer a seemingly fun and environmentally friendly option for short journeys, a range of questions about their safety and sustainability have emerged in the past two years.

So how did e-scooters go from risky tech novelty to a green travel solution for the coronavirus recovery? And are they really so good for the planet?

E-scooters have been available to privately buy for over a decade but many remain prohibitively expensive. It took the affordable, accessible option of shared, dockless models – which can be rented by the minute using a smartphone app – for their popularity to skyrocket. In 2018, shared e-scooter startups Bird and Lime rapidly introduced them to US cities (sometimes without permission). Soon after, the companies – along with a proliferation of other startups, including European-based Voi and Tier – began to rapidly expand across cities internationally.

Now, e-scooter sharing schemes are available in more than 100 cities, across at least 20 countries, from Chile to South Korea to New Zealand – although Europe and the US continue to dominate in terms of use. Research suggests that by 2024, 4.6 million shared e-scooters will be in operation worldwide, up from 774,000 in 2019.

But with the rise of e-scooters has been the rise of related accidents – some of them fatal. On pavements, e-scooters pose dangers to pedestrians and wheelchair users – and particularly people who are blind and partially sighted. But using the scooters on roads without sufficient infrastructure such as cycle lanes is also risky, especially due to lack of regulations. Even when not in use, e-scooters can be hazardous: most sharing services are dockless, resulting in scooters being discarded on footpaths, causing obstructions.

Is Citycoco Legal in European Countries

Citycoco is a Harley style electric scooter with unique shape and strong performance, which is becoming more and more popular. Many buyers will have a question before placing an order, is Citycoco legal in my country? Can it ride on the road?

Different countries in Europe have different regulations for citycoco. So you need to comply with these regulations to make it legal to ride a city coco scooter

We checked the regulations of some European countries on whether citycoco Harley scooters can legally ride on the road.

Citycoco in Germany

In Germany, scooters with speeds exceeding 20 km/h require a driver’s license. And the owner must be at least 15 years old. The driving license is mandatory.

According to stVZO regulations, the scooter must be equipped with necessary lighting equipment. A helmet is required when riding.

On the sidewalk, the riding speed is not allowed to exceed 6km/h.

At the time of registration, you do not need any other proof to obtain insurance and license plate number except for the COC. The license plate will allow the authorities to easily identify vehicle owners and insurance companies.

Citycoco in France

In France, the law of Citycoco scooters depends on its speed. When buying this electric scooter, you need to choose different speed versions according to your needs

What Is an E-Bike? Here’s Everything You Need to Know

The first thing you should know about electric bicycle is that they’re here to stay. Electric bike sales jumped by an incredible 145 percent from 2019 to 2020 alone, according to the market research firm NPD Group. It’s a nearly $244 billion industry as of last year, and there’s no sign of a slowdown.

Some view the rise of e-bikes as a threat, as though standard bikes will go the way of the penny-farthing once everyone goes electric. But fear not: E-bikes aren’t here to rob us of our human-powered way of life. In fact, they may very well enhance it—especially as travel and commuting habits change following the global pandemic and shift of work commuting. So as we roll our way into peak riding season, here’s everything you need to know about the electric revolution.

1. E-bikes make pedaling easier.

Generally speaking, e-bikes are bicycles with a battery-powered “assist” that comes via pedaling and, in some cases, a throttle. When you push the pedals on a pedal-assist e-bike, a small motor engages and gives you a boost, so you can zip up hills and cruise over tough terrain without gassing yourself. Called “pedelecs,” they feel just like conventional bikes—but better, says Ed Benjamin, senior managing director at the consulting firm eCycleElectric. “You control your speed with your feet, like with a regular bike,” he says. “You just feel really powerful and accelerate easily.”

In addition to the pedal-assist feature, some e-bikes come with a throttle that engages the motor with the press of a button. These belong to a separate class of e-bike that, obviously, doesn’t offer a pure cycling experience; they’re also illegal in some municipalities. Interestingly, Benjamin says, people who aren’t already “cyclists” tend to gravitate toward throttle bikes at first, but then turn around and choose a pedal-assist for their next purchase.

2. They go pretty fast… to a point.

The harder you pedal, the bigger the boost, the faster you’ll ride—to a point. Electric city bike lets you hum along at a brisk clip, but they aren’t motorcycles. You’ll never hammer down the road at 45 mph. The motor is governed to stop propelling you further when you hit 20 to 28 miles per hour, depending on the bike. So you’ll save time on your commute (I shave about three minutes off a five-mile trip) but still enjoy the scenery.

That’s because, like it or not, e-bikes are fun to ride. Long, slow climbs become quicker. Lunchtime rides become more interesting because you can ride farther and see trails that otherwise wouldn’t have been possible in such a short time. And whole new trail systems are accessible as the assist opens up terrain that would be too steep, loose, rocky, or brutal on a standard pedal bike. In short, rather than be afraid of e-mountain bikes, we should see them for what they are: a new tool. In the same way you’d choose an enduro bike for shredding supergnar descents or a cross-country bike for all-day endurance epics, an e-mountain bike is simply another arrow in the quiver for situations when standard pedal bikes might not be as much fun.

For clarity, the electric mountain bike in this review are electric-motor-equipped bicycles that only go forward if you pedal them. Officially, they are categorized as Class 1 e-bikes, which means they have no throttle and a top-assisted speed of 20 miles per hour. (Class 2 and Class 3 varieties have throttles and/or different top-assist speeds. We’re limiting our coverage to Class 1 because most of the advocacy for trail use is currently for these models.) Though critics like to try and characterize all e-bikes as motorcycles, this couldn’t be further from reality. All of these bikes generate less than one horsepower, and they do it only when you are pedaling, akin to riding with a strong tailwind.

I took a fleet of the latest out on a range of trails throughout New Mexico and was amazed by how much these machines have advanced since my first ride back in 2013. Like all technology, these bikes are going to continue improving. But if you’re in the market and can swallow the high price tag, I feel they have come far enough that they’re well worth buying.

The batteries are the most important electric bicycle parts, because (if you don't do any pedaling) they contain all the power that will drive you along. Typical electric bike batteries make about 350–500 W of power (that's about 35–50 volts and 10 amps), which is about a quarter as much as you need to drive an electric toaster. In theory, you could use any kind of battery on a bicycle. In practice, however, you want to use something that stores lots of power without being too heavy—or you'll be using half your power just moving the battery along! That tends to rule out heavy lead-acid batteries like the ones that start cars, though some electric bikes do use them. Lightweight lithium-ion batteries, similar to those used in laptop computers, mobile (cellular) phones, and MP3 players, are now the most popular choice, though they're more expensive than older rechargeable battery technologies such as nickel-cadmium ("nicad"). Typical batteries will give your bicycle a range of 10–40 miles between charges (depending on the terrain) and a top speed of 10–20 mph (which is about the maximum most countries allow for these vehicles by law). You can extend the range by pedaling or free-wheeling some of the time.

Electric motor

In the theoretical electric bike we considered up above, we had the dynamo/motor driving the back wheel directly, simply by pressing on the tire. Most electric bikes work a different way. They have compact electric motors built into the hub of the back or front wheel (or mounted in the center of the bike and connected to the pedal sprocket). Take a look at the hub of an electric bike and probably you'll see it's much fatter and bulkier than on a normal bike. You can read more about how these motors work in our main article about hub motors.

[santmat]

“Nada” - The Divine Melody

‘Nada’ (pronounced as - Naad): Literally, the sound, noise, chime; mystically, the eternal Sound or Melody; (the Holy Word; the Audible Life Stream) the Sound Current; used in the Upanishads and later texts for the Sound which created and maintains the entire universe. Saints and yogis have commonly spoken of the anahata Nada (un-struck Sound).

The primary characteristic of sound is vibration and movement. The physical senses are essentially organs which respond to movement and vibration of various kinds. The eyes respond to light or electromagnetic vibration. The sensation of sound results from the detection of vibrations in air or water. The response of the tongue and nose to different substances comes about through movement and activity at a molecular and atomic level. Touch is a response to the shape, consistency and density of things – characteristics of matter derived from the internal motion and interaction of atoms and molecules.

Everything at a physical level is the result of vibration and movement. What creatures consider to be the physical universe is actually no more than the input to their sense organs of vibrations of various kinds which are then experienced in their own minds. Even scientific studies of physical matter reveal that its fundamental reality is one of intense movement at subatomic and even deeper levels.

Existence and movement are thus inextricably intertwined. The one cannot exist without the other. And while scientists have been very astute at describing the characteristics of this motion and utilizing this study in the development of technology, they admit that the fundamental source of this amazing and continuous motion is unknown. The universe is seemingly in perpetual motion at both sub-microscopic as well as galactic levels, but the fundamental reason ‘why’, remains a mystery.

Some scientists and philosophers have come close to the descriptions of mystics when they have suggested that the fundamental reality of the universe is a Sound or a Motion that rings and flows through all things. But the idea is not a new one. Mystics have said that this Sound can be known as reality through direct, personal mystic experience. In the Vedas, among the oldest of the world's writings, this creative Sound is called the Nada, which means Sound, while other Indian mystics have called it the Shabd, which means Word or Sound. Many other similar names have also been used.

Mystics say that this creative Sound is God Himself in dynamic action. God is the centre of all existence. He is the One - at rest, motionless, undifferentiated, silent and pure. His act of creation is really an act of projection or emanation. He makes waves within Himself; and the primary wave or motion from which all other motion is derived, and by which it is actively sustained, is His Sound, also called His Word, His Cry, His Voice, His Call, His Name - and by many other names. Inayat Khan says:

Vibration was the first original aspect of Brahma, the creator. Every impulse, every action on any plane of existence has its origin in the one Source.

-lnayat Khan, Sufi Message, The Sufi Message of Hazrat Inayat Khan, vol.8 p.145

And:

The Vedanta speaks of Nada Brahman, Sound-God, meaning that the Word or Sound or Vibration was the creative aspect of God, which shows that the mystic does not differ much from the scientist who says that movement is the basis of the whole creation. When one finds this similarity between the conception of the scientists of today and that of the mystics, the teachers of ancient times, one begins to agree with Solomon that there is nothing new under the sun. The difference is that the mystics of ancient times did not make a limit called movement or vibration, but they traced its source in the divine Spirit.

-Inayat Khan, Sufi Message, The Sufi Message of Hazrat Inayat Khan, vol.2 p.185

Just as the mind, through the physical senses, can perceive some of this Vibration or Sound at the physical level, though without realizing what it is, so too do the mind and soul possess the faculty of hearing on the inner planes of creation. And there they can realize the source of what they hear. The mind and soul are also endowed with the faculty of inner sight, but – as in the physical realm - this sight is derived from the vibration of the 'substance' there. That is, inner sight is also derived from the primary Sound. All of creation, then, possesses its own Sound, and mystics point out that this Sound is experienced differently in different realms. In the absence of any adequate language to describe things which lie beyond this world, they have likened these sounds to the sounds of this world. Speaking of the sounds heard in the early stages of meditation, the Nada Bindu Upanishad says:

Sitting firmly in the cross-legged posture (siddhasana), the yogi should adopt the yogic pose of the devotee (vaishnavi mudra), and listen fixedly to the Sound (Nada) from within that comes from the right side. This practice of (listening to) the inner Sound (Nada) makes him deaf to external sounds. Overcoming all obstacles, he will enter turiya pada (super-consciousness) within fifteen days. In the beginning of the practice, many kinds of loud sound (nada) are heard. But as the practice progresses, they increase in pitch and are experienced with increasing subtlety. At first, there are sounds like those coming from the ocean, from the clouds, from a kettledrum and from waterfalls. In an intermediate stage, they are like those emanating from a mardala (small drum), a bell and a horn. Lastly, they are like those produced from tinkling bells, a flute, a vina and the humming of bees. Thus, many kinds of sound (nada) are heard possessing increasing subtlety. When he reaches that stage where the sound (nada) of the great kettledrum is heard, he should try to distinguish only the more increasingly subtle sounds (nadas). He may shift his concentration from the gross sound (nada) to the subtle, or from the subtle to the gross, but he should not allow his mind to be diverted from them towards others. The mind having at first concentrated on any one sound, fixes firmly to that, and is absorbed in it. The mind, becoming insensible to external impressions, becomes one with the sound (nada), as milk with water, rapidly becoming absorbed in chidakasha (sky of the body). Being indifferent towards all objects, the yogin, having controlled his passions, should by continual practice concentrate his attention upon the Sound (Nada) that destroys the mind. Having abandoned all thoughts and becoming freed from all actions, always focus attention on the Sound (Nada). The mind will then merge completely in the Sound (Nada).

-Nada Bindu Upanishad 31-41; Thirty Minor Upanishads by K N Aiyar, pp.196-197, 315-316; The Yoga Upanishads by Ayyangar & S’astri, pp.177-178

The author of the Hatha Yoga Pradipika, clearly aware of the Nada Bindu Upanishad, writes in a similar manner: The yogi ... should listen with collected mind to the Nada heard inside the right ear. Closing the ears, eyes, nose and mouth, a clear, distinct sound will be heard in the purified sushumna (central current of life energy) .... A feeling of bliss will be experienced in the void of the heart, and the unstruck Sound (Anahata), like the sound of tinkling ornaments, will be heard within the body.

-Hatha Yoga Pradipika 4:66-67, 69; Hatha Yoga Pradiptika, by Pancham Singh, pp.56-57

And:

In my opinion, contemplation on the space between the eyebrows (the actual cross/third eye) is the best for rapid attainment of the mindless (unmani) state. Even for those of lesser intellect, it is a suitable method for attaining perfection in Raja yoga. The Laya (absorption) attained through Nada gives immediate experience. The bliss in the hearts of yogishvars who remain in Samadhi (absorption) through attention to Nada is beyond description.... Closing the ears with his fingers, the muni (sage) should listen attentively to the inner Nada until the mind becomes fixed in it. Then the state of stillness is achieved. By sustained listening to the Nada, awareness of external sound diminishes. The yogi thereby feels great joy, overcoming mental distractions within fifteen days.

-Hatha Yoga Pradipika 4:79-82; Hatha Yoga Pradiptika, by Pancham Singh, pp.58-59

The writer continues, now following the Nada Bindu Upanishad quite closely, though adding to it: Just as the bee prinks nectar, caring not for the fragrance (of the flower), so does a mind which is always absorbed in the Sound (Nada) entertain no craving for sensory things. Bound to the sweetness of the Sound (Nada), it abandons its flitting nature.

With the sharp goad of anahata Nada, the mind, which is like a rogue elephant roaming in the garden of the senses, is controlled. When the mind is caught in the snare of Nada, it gives up its restlessness, and becomes calm like a bird with clipped wings. Those desirous of the kingdom of yoga should take up the practice of the un-struck Sound (anahata Nada) with a collected mind, free from all cares. The Nada is like a lure for catching a deer (mind). When caught like a deer, it can also be killed like a deer. The Nada is the bolt on the stable door, locking the horse (the mind) inside. A yogi must resolve to meditate regularly upon the Nada. As liquid mercury is solidified by sulphur, so is the mind bound by Nada, and freed from restlessness.... As a serpent is captivated (by music), forgetting everything else, so too does the mind cease from movement on hearing the Nada.

-Hatha Yoga Pradipika 4:89- 96; Hatha Yoga Pradiptika, by Pancham Singh, pp.59-60; Nada Bindu Upanishad 42, 44-45

The Hamsa Upanishad enumerates similar initial sounds heard after strenuous repetition of a mantra. It also adds that the tenth sound can be heard without hearing the first nine. "Chini" and "chinchini" are onomatopoeic words, like 'tweet':

Nada is heard after repeating this japa (mantra) ten million times. Nada is of, ten kinds: The first is 'chini'; the second is 'chinchini'; the third is the sound (nada) of a bell; the fourth, that of a conch (shankha); the fifth, of a lute (tantri); the sixth is the sound (nada) of cymbals (tala); the seventh of a flute (venu); the eighth of mridanga (double-ended drum); the ninth of bheri (a coarse wind instrument); the tenth of the clouds (thunder). He may experience the tenth without the first nine sounds.

-Hamsa Upanishad 16; Thirty Minor Upanishads by K N Aiyar, pp.163, 299

Echoing the Upanishads, and pointing out that these sounds emanate from sahans dal kanwal (thousand-petalled lotus), the central powerhouse of the astral realm, Charandas writes:

In the heavens is a thousand-petalled lotus, where recitation is performed a thousand times (countlessly), and where a powerful, radiant light is manifest. Seek this by means of yoga, and behold it with the eye of the soul. There, ten forms of the Anahad (Unstruck) resound, into which your being, merges.

-Charandas, in Mysticism: The Spiritual Path, by L R Puri, pp.89-90, http://www.scienceofthesoul.org/product_p/en-059-0.htm

More or less following the Hamsa Upanishad, he also enumerates the sounds:

There are ten forms of sound (nad): ... The first is like the chirping of chihn the second, like the sound of chihn chihn. The third is the tinkling of a small bell, the fourth, the sound of conch (shankh). The fifth sounds like a vina (bin, a stringed instrument), the sixth, like cymbals (tal). The seventh is like the sweet strains of a flute (muraliya), the eighth sounds like a pakhavaj (double-ended drum), the ninth, the sound of a nafiri (trumpet), and the tenth rises like the roaring of a lion. After leaving the nine and going towards the tenth, you will hear the unstruck Melody (Anhad) and merge into it. Then the soul will become as the unfathomable Brahm.

-Charandas, Bhakti Sagar, Ashtanga Yoga Varnan 58, p.64

According to those Saints who teach the higher Sound Current, all these sounds are preliminary. The Sound that confers salvation comes from the supreme Source. Referring, perhaps, to this higher Sound, the author of the Hatha Yoga Pradipika observes:

All bad karma is destroyed by the constant practise of Nada. The finite mind and prana dissolve into the supreme Spirit (Param-atman).

-Hatha Yoga Pradipika 4:104; Hatha Yoga Pradiptika, by Pancham Singh, pp.61-62

When speaking of this Sound, Indian Saints have commonly used such expressions as nirmal Naad (pure Sound), Naad bindu (seed Sound, primal Sound) and mul Nad (root Sound, essential Sound). It is called the immaculate or pure Sound to distinguish it from the lower sounds:

Obtaining divine comprehension from the true Guru, the mortal abides within the Lord's true home in the state of seedless trance. Nanak, within him resounds the immaculate Music (nirmal Naad, pure Sound) of the Name (Shabd Dhun, Melody of the Word), and he merges in the Lord's true Name (Naam).

-Guru Nanak, Adi Granth 1038

It is identified as the seed or primal Sound because it is the primal, creative, life-giving Vibration out of which all things grow, and in which all things are present as potential, just as a great tree grows from a small seed within which the blueprint and primal energy for the tree exist:

Only he who rejoices in the primal Sound (Naad bindu) can be called a devotee of the Lord.

-Saint Kabir, Shabdavali 1, Jhulna 6:3, Kabir Sahib ki Shabdavali, vol.1 p. 74, Belvedere Printing Works

-- Quoted in book “A Treasury of Mystic Terms, Part 1, Volume 3” @ http://www.scienceofthesoul.org/product_p/en-199-1.htm    

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[garudabluffs]

The Hoh Rain Forest in Olympic National Park, which Hempton considers a “listener’s Yosemite.”

The God of Silence Speaks Up                                  Sep 8, 2020

Gordon Hempton has spent the past 30 years warning people about the consequences of the disappearance of natural quiet on Earth, which he calls a “solar-powered jukebox.” And now that the world is a little less noisy, he’s asking us, once again, to listen.

“By 1905, the din was alarming—so much so that Nobel Prize–winning bacteriologist Robert Koch wrote, “The day will come when man will have to fight noise as inexorably as cholera and the plague.” That day has long been here.

State and local governments have been responsible for noise policing in the United States since 1972, when the Reagan administration withdrew funding for the Environmental Protection Agency’s Office of Noise Abatement and Control. In 1981, the government tried meekly to raise a red flag, noting in a report: “Noise is a ubiquitous by-product of our modern mechanized society. Since it is difficult to find a device that does not produce noise, the number of noise producers in this country is gigantic.” Transportation accounts for some of the largest percentages of man-made noise production, and in the four decades since the report was released, air travel has tripled. The number of cars worldwide will soon surpass 2 billion. Do we even know what silence sounds like?In a word, no. According to the U.S. National Park Service’s Natural Sounds and Night Skies Division, which has sent researchers to measure the acoustics of more than 600 outdoor American sites for the past 15 years, noise pollution is growing faster than the U.S. population and is more than doubling every 30 years. One writer’s calculations even show that more than 145 million Americans—roughly 44 percent of the population—are exposed to noise exceeding the recommended limits. (Anything over 85 decibels can harm a person’s ears, like lawn mowers (90 decibels), trains (90 to 115 decibels), the wail of a siren (120 to 140 decibels), and loud concerts, at around 110 to 120 decibels.) All told, more than 97 percent of the U.S. population is constantly exposed to noise from planes and highways at around 50 decibels—comparable to the buzz of a humming refrigerator—but the loudest sounds appear most frequently in low-income neighborhoods.

Though noise really is all around us, from rustling leaves (20 to 30 decibels) to a thunderclap (120 decibels), it is this man-made noise that affects human health, leading to hypertension, stress, and heart disease. Alarmingly, according to Hempton, there are now fewer than 10 places in the U.S. where you can avoid noise pollution for longer than 15 minutes. (The Boundary Waters Canoe Area in Minnesota is one, but he is wary of publicizing many more.) And our noise doesn’t just wreak havoc on homo sapiens: In the natural world, sound is used as a clue and a compass—to help animals find mates and food and to avoid predators. Noise pollution scrambles the messaging and endangers the survival of auditory-dependent species like whales and dolphins, which use echolocation to communicate.

In the decades since that original grant, Hempton, now in his late 60s, has circled the world three times collecting what he calls “experiences of silences,” which he keeps in folders in his Washington State office with labels like “bugs,” “deserts,” “birds,” “frogs,” and “forests.” There are sounds of grass winds, winds rustling through the trees, humpback whales off the Kona coast of Hawaii, and thunder in the Kalahari Desert. Hempton has even recorded from inside Sitka spruce logs in the Pacific Northwest. In total, he has produced more than 60 albums of vanishing natural soundscapes; his Spotify channel has 9,800 monthly listeners.

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[goddamnitdazai]

1st day of Port Mafia Week // prompt: then and now || first mission { Chuuya Nakahara/ Kouyou Ozaki } { Words: 848 } { Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Character Study, Relationship Study } { a/n: this is written under the pretense Chuuya joined at age 12 }

Nakahara Chuuya Year 02, Day 145                             Silence is unnerving. There’s nothing else to focus on when the environment is frozen, soundless, vapid. Fragmented details multiply by the hundreds, by the thousands. Blood pumping through his ears, a shrill ring several decimals too high for comfort. Under a starless sky surrounded by empty woods Chuuya fights to exhale. Crumpled bricks and torn branches pile over him, scarlet ribbons of tangled hair dyed cherry red scarcely visible among the ruins.              Grass climbs beneath his fingertips. He pushes against the weight on his torso until speckled lights buzz over his head like star-struck fireflies. Charred flesh mixes with the natural dewy scent of the forest. Given the chill rolling up the exposed skin of his neck Chuuya knows the sun will rise soon. This isn’t a terrible place to die, he thinks. Tears prick the corner of his eyes. Karma works quickly, apparently.              Had the bomb not malfunctioned he wouldn’t have been this close to the mission point. Buried under remains with enemies (or victims) and brick and cement and all the little things it takes to build a church. Stained cement hovers an inch over his chest, silken red pushing the brittle pieces off his chest. But, there is a time limit and the sand is running quickly to the bottom. At random, bricks and chips of heavy scaffolding crash around him (or on him). Fresh scrapes block out old wounds for a millisecond before they fall into a pool of excruciating pain.             The temperature suddenly drops and goosebumps ravish his pale skin. Fear jolts a spark of energy through his body. But it’s not enough. It feels like it’s raining but the only thing he can smell is blood. Air catches in the center of his throat; bottled up emotion mixed with soot. Fire-hot trails scratch down from his throat to his chest. A second brick falls and knocks a thicker crack into his rib cage. More rain falls, heavy drops, but he can’t find a single cloud in the sky.             They’re tears. How childish.             Four men, that’s all it was supposed to be. But there were six and the timer wasn’t working and fuck if had only practiced more. Debris was not an issue when he was hidden behind a mass of trees. Knocking back three or four, hell even five, chunks of brick and debris was simple. Simple.             It would have been simpler if he died in that alley of starvation and pneumonia.            There was nobody to give a shit if he made a mistake. If he fucked up and disappointed those who took him in and spent hours training him. Feeding him. Giving him clothes and a bed and all the things it takes to build a home.                His legs have turned to stone. Shivers rock through his spine and what he can feel of his left arm. The taste of blood has long become a familiar tang. Cloudy vision makes the sky vibrate. Brilliant streaks of silver melding with violet and tangerine growing like a sunflower from the bottom of the earth. He catches the silence again, but this time he listens.             To the way his throat scratches when he whimpers out of nature over desire. To the softened rhythm of his lungs pulling in and pushing out as brick after brick slowly descend on to his chest. To the hum of a bee plucking at flowers somewhere. To the birds rustling in trees. His eyes flutter shut.             He deserved this.             He misses the flash of dazzling gold. Inhaling catches him by surprise. Chuuya’s eyes widen, lungs caught off guard by the ability to inflate again. Her fingertips brush over a patch of blood dried to his forehead. Kouyou grits her teeth as he coughs a mix of relief and unintended sobs that fill the previous silence. She never realized how small he was, how thin and childish he still looked with his hair a mess and clothes absolutely tattered. How frail his arms and legs were compared to the gnarled branches scattered over the field and the red bricks tossed carelessly in piles by her demon.             The rumbling of an engine and footsteps cascade over them. His head remains cradled on her lap; he apologizes for the stain to her kimono. She beckons him to stay awake, polished nails dragging patterns over his cheek still flush with baby fat. When he recovers she’ll have to tease him about it. He mumbles a second apology; she says nothing for now.             She refuses help and carries him to the car. Mori is already waiting she presumes. He’ll be able to survive in the Port Mafia once he learns to think before feeling. But, to be truthful he did succeed in his mission. The boss will be happy about that. She smiles at him, hazy blue eyes gleam back as she wipes the blood off his face with a handkerchief. He looks tranquil; guilt buries itself in her chest. This is not the first mistake she’ll make with him.            This not the mistake she wants for him.

[divinationcentral]

hey thanks for ur reading! that was so quick and very detailed! its interesting that u said contrary to what I might think he may be looking for a stable relationship instead. it sounds like ur reading says hes the kind that looks like a cold playboy on the outside but hes been there done that and now hes more likely looking for something more stable and meaningful, am i interpreting that correctly? i actually suspected this based on my interactions with him, it just seems to me that theres more beneath the surface than what people think, and ur right that i do come off as serious and callous, thats the vibe that i usually give off bc of nature of the work that im in, but deep down im a very fun and spontaneous person, i think based on ur advice i’ll approach this with the mindset of just opening up more to him little by little and see where it goes without making assumptions! thanks again, that was a great reading

Yes, you are correct, that is exactly what I meant! :) You're welcome! I wish you the best of luck, honestly!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3

[whimsicallyenchantedrose]

Fluffy Fridays—Chapter 106: On the Way To the Underworld

Fluffy Fridays—Chapter 106: On the Way To the Underworld

Pairing:  Captain Swan

Summary:   A series of unrelated, fluffy one shots featuring Killian Jones and  Emma Swan and the relationship that makes us all swoon. Will contain  both canon and AU stories. My contribution to Operation Rainbow Kisses  and Unicorn Stickers (aka, my attempt to drown out the season 4 finale  angst with ridiculous levels of fluff.)

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CS Genre: Canon Divergence (5x12—implied CS, with Gremma brotp)

Emma climbed into the weird boat the wraith had brought when Gold opened the portal to the Underworld.  (Seriously, what even was her life?  She and her whole family were on their way to hell so that she could split her heart in half and bring her true love back to life.)

To say it had been a rough day would be the world’s biggest understatement.  She shuddered, barely holding the wracking sobs at bay. Killian was dead.  He was dead, and she’s the one who had done it.  There was nothing else she could have done, but still, she’d need therapy for the next four decades to get past the feeling of running her true love through with a sword.

As Emma settled into her seat and felt the gentle rocking of the boat (shouldn’t a boat headed to hell be more…tempestuous?), gradually she felt the exhaustion overcome her.

“Sleep, honey,” Mary Margaret said, putting a motherly arm around her and stroking her hair.  “While we have a few minutes of peace, sleep.”

She didn’t want to, wanted to spend their downtime planning and strategizing, but as her eyelids became heavier and heavier, she realized she had no choice in the matter….

Emma opened her eyes and found herself in a forest, a babbling creek in front of her, and a warm, gentle breeze caressed her face.  The gentle hum of wildlife around her, the singing of the birds, all of it combined to form an idyllic setting.

What the actual hell?

“Emma, it’s been a long time.”

Emma turned abruptly, her eyes going wide. She’d recognize that Irish lilt anywhere.

“Graham?” she asked, seeing the man himself in his jeans, his bomber jacket, his sheriff’s badge prominently displayed on his chest. “What?  How?  Is this a dream?”

He stepped forward and cupped her face in his hand, caressed it gently and smiled.  “This is no dream, Emma, although you might say you’re in an altered state of reality.”

“Are you in the Underworld?” Emma asked.  “Have we arrived?”

He shook his head gently and dropped his hand. “No on both counts.  You and your family continue sailing.  It will be a few minutes yet before you reach your destination.  And as for me?” He looked around, and Emma saw a deer step up to the stream and begin drinking, “I’ve moved on.”

“Moved…on?” Emma asked.  “On to where?”

He led her to a fallen log and gestured for her to sit.  When she’d done so, he spoke again.  “It’s rather difficult to answer that question.  Suffice it to say, I have no remaining unfinished business and so I’m at peace.”

They were silent for a moment, and then Emma turned back toward him, feeling the guilt that plagued her every time she thought of the former sheriff of Storybrooke.  “Graham,” she said finally, “I…I didn’t get a chance to say this to you before…I mean it all happened so fast.  I just…I wanted you to know that I’m sorry.”

He shot her a startled look.  “Whatever for, Emma?”

“For this,” she said, “for getting you killed. “If I’d just left well enough alone, not butted into your whole weird deal with Regina, maybe you’d still be alive.”

Graham turned toward her, looking intently into her eyes.  “Is that what you think, Emma?  That you harmed me?  That you caused me pain?”  He shook his head.  “Nothing could be farther from the truth.  Emma, you saved me.  You gave me courage to break free and you helped me remember who I truly was and who I wanted to be.  I wouldn’t trade that for anything.”

“Really?” Emma asked.  “That’s really how you think of our friendship?”

He smiled.  “Of course!  And look around you.  I’ve reached paradise, a land where there’s no fear, no loneliness, no pain, no villains. Just joy and peace and freedom as far as the eye can see.  Don’t trouble yourself on my account.  I’m happier than I’ve ever been.”

Emma felt the tears well up, glad to have an opportunity to cry for a happy reason for a change.

“I know where you’re headed, Emma,” Graham said, looking suddenly grave.  “You wish to save your love from Hades’ clutches.”

Emma felt the panic well up again thinking of what Killian might be enduring.  “I have to Graham!  It’s my fault he’s dead, and then Gold took away his self-sacrifice.  I can’t just leave him there.  I can’t!”

“Sh,” Graham said, smiling gently once again.  “I’m not asking you to, Emma.  It’s quite the noble thing you’re doing and I wish you the greatest success.”

“But?” Emma asked, seeing the reservation in his face.

“The Underworld is a dangerous place,” Graham said. “Hades has all sorts of horrors prepared for the people in his domain, and he won’t give up one of his souls easily.”

“Never expected it to be easy,” Emma said, “but he’s my True Love.  If there’s anything I can do to save him, anything, I have to do it.”

“And I would never suggest otherwise,” Graham said. “I’ve no doubt Hades has met his match in you.  All I ask is that you be careful.  I’d love to see you here again one day, but I’d rather it not be anytime soon.”

“That I can promise you.”

Emma woke abruptly and sat up in the boat, disoriented in the sudden reddish light.

“You okay, mom?” Henry asked, looking over her carefully.

“Yeah,” Emma said, running a hand through her hair.  “I have a feeling that we are all going to be just fine.  Now let’s go rescue a pirate!”

 Notes:

--This story was originally written and posted earlier this week on Tumblr as a birthday present for @snowbellewells.

--I’m not exactly a huge fan of Neal, so, predictably, the scene at the very beginning of 5b where Emma has a dream or whatever of Neal where he tells her not to go to the Underworld just annoyed me.  I decided if Emma was going to meet with any of her previous romantic interests on the way to rescue Killian, Graham was the best option. 

--Up next:  I saw a young couple at church the other day with their newborn baby.  The dad was adorable with her.  He held her the entire time and couldn’t stop looking down at her.  Of course, my first thought (well second after “Aww!  That is pretty much the most adorable thing ever!”) was “How can I turn this into a CS fic?”  So next week, I think I’ll write a future fic about Killian being absolutely besotted with his and Emma’s newborn baby.

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