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[potestmagice]

The Professor nodded in agreement. “It is, isn’t it? Neat—and utterly mad! The universe doesn’t just exist around us; it exists with us, because of us. Every moment we live, every moment we are, changes the pattern, whether we know it or not," she said.

“It’s why I’ve always found storytelling to be such an apt metaphor for existence,” she continued. “Stories don’t have to make perfect sense all the time. The plot can meander, the characters can falter, but it’s all part of the journey. And the ending—well, sometimes it’s not even about the ending at all, is it?”

Saima couldn’t help but smile, there is something about the sheer notion of being that is incredible that way.

“Yeah, I do think that’s so amazing in ways that are so hard to understand.. but is fundamental to everything that is .. the process of being. I think that’s just so neat to be a part of such a vast, ever-shifting arrangement. ”

[afyrian]

hi :3 for your event could i call captain america for a screeching noise pls !! (´；Д；`) w suna or sakusa i don’t mind :3

sweaty palms and hearts suna rintaro x fem!reader (fluff) m.list | wc: 941 | prompts: brother's best friend + band au

    peeking out of the curtains, you feel your hands getting clammy. the velvet texture runs along your palm, feeling odd against the callouses on your fingers. taking in a deep breath, you let them close back together, the loud cries of the crowd slowly drowning out. shaking your hands, you roll your head, trying to steady your breathing.

  you commit to this exercise every gig, rain or shine. running your hands up and down your shirt, closing your eyes to mentally encourage yourself. when you open your eyes you're faced with the sight of suna walking onto the stage, spinning a drumstick in his hand. looking over at you, his gaze softens, mind emptying of the nervousness he's been feeling. 

  "you getting ready?" he asks, both to you and himself, hand shoving the drumsticks into his back pocket.

  pursing your lips, you nod, fingers fiddling absentmindedly. staring at your guitar, you swallow down the nervousness sitting idly in your throat. "yeah.. yeah, i'm just feeling- i don't even have the words, there's just so many people," resting your hands on the back of your neck, you pace the stage. 

  "you do great every time, n/n, you're gonna do fine now," he walks up to you, hands reaching out for yours.

  his thumbs run along the backs of your palms, his fingers noticeable softer than yours. a smile etches on his lips and for a moment you can feel your heartbeat slow. for a moment you can finally hear your thoughts play out in coherent sentences. he soothes you in a way you've always needed, he's your beat. 

  looking up at him, you take in one more deep breath, fingers tapping against his hands. "thanks, rin," you quietly say, the front of your old converses just barely touching his shoes, inches apart.

  "anything for you, n/n. plus talking to you helps me calm down too," suna breathes out a sigh of relief, his heartbeat returning to the same natural beat, like a drum that's rocking steadily.

  "really? well, i never knew that," you smile wider, feeling your cheeks getting warm, butterflies stirring in your stomach. 

  without missing a single second, his hands free themselves from yours, raising up to your cheeks. resting his thumbs against your cheekbones, his touch is soft and gentle. breath kissing yours, suna looks deep into your eyes, reaching down into your soul, "may i?"

  nodding softly, you lean into his touch, lips pressing against his. the gentle touch of his hands act opposite of his chapped lips. devoid of much chapstick or water, they're rough against your own. suna holds onto you like he's starving without you, as if he's been waiting for this moment his whole life.

  bringing your hands up to his neck, you hold onto him, matching his energy. just as you're about to pull him closer, something falls to the ground, sounding like an old grocery store bag filled with boxes. letting go of his neck, you stand back, biting your lip. looking in the direction of the noise, you see atsumu standing with his mouth wide open. 

  "you two? suna you're kissing my sister?? and y/n? you're kissing my ex-teammate slash bandmate?" his eyebrows furrow, the bags of dessert and snacks he had brought for after resting on the ground.

  holding back a smile, you look back at suna, crinkling your nose. "i'm so sorry you had to see that 'sumu, but he’s not just your bandmate…” you quietly say, hands raising up and covering your mouth.

  suna stays next to you, hands resting by his sides, “she.. well, she is a great person. and i really like her and have known her and you for forever.”

  ���this is so weird… god i have to text ‘samu,” atsumu grabs at the phone in his pocket, immediately wanting to tell his twin of their younger sibling’s personal love life.

  shaking your head, you take a few steps towards him, hoping to stop him from contacting your other brother. raising the phone higher, atsumu starts typing out a message, thumbs tapping quickly against the screen. “no! you’re not telling him!” reaching up once more for his phone, you give up, knowing there’s only one other way you’ll get it…

  you jump up from your spot, wrapping your arms around his neck. your legs wrap around his torso, the heels of your shoes dig into his stomach. one of your hands pushes against his face as your hand reaches out to his. your fingers push against his phone, attempting to get him to loosen his grip just enough that you can pull it from his hand. luckily, the pressure against his nose causes his hand to instinctively open. 

  grabbing the phone, you begin deleting the message, including the many typos. “no! you are not ruining this for me before ending something before it’s even begun!” shoving it into the pocket opposite of your own phone, you look down at his face, eyebrows raise.

  “i won’t send anything if you get off me!” atsumu says loudly, fingers pulling at your hand gripping onto his chin, “plus i think you climbing me like a monkey surely isn’t going to attract suna very much.”

  looking back at suna, you can instantly feel yourself growing embarrassed. he’s seen you mess with your brothers more than once, but never has he seen you act as wildly as you did today. he’s holding back a smile as he shrugs, “nah, don’t worry, never getting the ick with you.”

  “now i’m getting the ick…” atsumu frowns, ruffling his hair between his fingers to try to fix your mess.

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[yyawnjun]

LOVE GUIDE (SAY YES) chap16

chap15 // chap17 ; m.list

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summary: It is clear to everyone that Kwon Soon-young has a huge crush on the model student Yn. But can Hoshi, a passionate and funny stylist make her fall in love in just a month? What if he followed a weird LOVE GUIDE, that he found in the school bathroom?

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[potestmagice]

@ladiesandwitches liked this for a starter for Penny Halliwell from Ellie Halliwell

"Magic and time travel aren't as different as you think. Both can get you into a lot of trouble if you're not careful."

[rcmandaniels-archive]

@elifalvey

[wishfulsketching]

Silco and his terror of a daughter

[spockvarietyhour]

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine "Past Tense, Pt. 1"

[phoebeyates-archive]

@sebvora

MALCOLM IN THE MIDDLE 2.01 Traffic Jam

[potestmagice]

@realmyths asked: for once in my life, i feel safe. ~Diana for the First Professor

“Safe?” the Professor asked as he raised an eyebrow. “In a time machine, in the middle of the cosmos, with danger lurking at every corner?”

[defilerwyrm]

There’s this guy in town who owns this little house, and a while back he rescued a street dog that was going to get put down. Turned out she was pregnant.

Problem is, he has mental health & drug issues and couldn’t afford to get them all spayed & neutered, so now there are 6 grown bitches with 15 puppies total, and they’ve dug under his fence in multiple places but he can’t afford to fix it so they go roaming all around town. (When I say can’t afford it, I mean his house is currently running on a generator because he can’t afford his electric bill.) He’s also a day laborer so he cannot take multiple full days off work to take them to the vet an hour away. He’s in a really rough spot.

He’s not a bad person. He’s just overwhelmed.

And this little conservative town with 6 churches for 300 people, have they tried to help their neighbor? Have they adopted the puppies he’s been trying to give away? Have they offered resources?

NOPE! All they wanna do is talk shit about him and complain about the dogs but never lift a finger of their own. And they come to his house to yell at him and cuss him out about the dogs, which does not exactly engender in him a cooperative attitude, as you might imagine.

So after a while of this going on, my mom gets fed up with all the NIMBY bullshit and starts talking to the guy, because she’s done animal rescue for 20-odd years and has Connections. He’s resistant at first, but when he realizes she’s not being an asshole to him on account of his addiction or the dogs, he decides to let her help.

She gets to work organizing and networking. Finds a non-profit that will cover vaccinations, spay/neuter, and flea treatments for all the dogs. Talks the next-door neighbor into paying for materials to fix the fence, since this guy can do the work of it himself. Gets him in touch with another non-profit that will adopt out the adult dogs.

Less than 2 weeks after she decided to do something, all puppies have been to the vet, 10 puppies and 4 adult dogs have been adopted out, and the second non-profit is coming by next week to pick up the remaining 7 dogs to ship them out for adoption.

I’ve learned a lot of things from my mom—some good, some bad—but I think the most important positive message she lives as an example of is this: sometimes, when something needs done and no one else is willing, you gotta stand up and say “I’ll do it.”

[starridge]

from the same six hour drawing session where i devolved into hyperfixation-based madness

[rielzero]

Ohh, so I was looking at my storage and found these! I originally shared them on twitter before yeeting the platform. Anyway, feel free to use! Art memes for your oc :D

[anipgarden]

Some of you may have heard about Monarch butterflies being added to the Threatened species list in the US and be planning to immediately rush out in spring and buy all the milkweed you can manage to do your part and help the species.

And that's fantastic!! Starting a pollinator garden and/or encouraging people and businesses around you to do the same is an excellent way to help not just Monarchs but many other threatened and at-risk pollinator species!

However.

Please please PLEASE do not obtain Tropical Milkweed for this purpose!

Tropical milkweed (Asclepias curassavica)--also commonly known as bloodflower, Mexican butterflyweed, and scarlet milkweed--will likely be the first species of milkweed you find for sale at most nurseries. It'll be fairly cheap, too, and it grows and propagates so easily you'll just want to grab it! But do not do that!

Tropical milkweed can cause a host of issues that can ultimately harm the butterflies you're trying to help, such as--

Harboring a protozoan parasite called OE (which has been linked to lower migration success, reductions in body mass, lifespan, mating success, and flight ability) for long periods of time

Remaining alive for longer periods, encouraging breeding during migration time/overwintering time as well as keeping monarchs in an area until a hard freeze wherein which they die

Actually becoming toxic to monarch caterpillars when exposed to warmer temperatures associated with climate change

However--do not be discouraged!! There are over 100 species of milkweed native to the United States, and plenty of resources on which are native to your state specifically! From there, you can find the nurseries dedicated to selling native milkweeds, or buy/trade for/collect seeds to grow them yourself!!

The world of native milkweeds is vast and enchanting, and I'm sure you'll soon find a favorite species native to your area that suits your growing space! There's tons of amazing options--whether you choose the beautiful pink vanilla-smelling swamp milkweed, the sophisticated redring milkweed, the elusive purple milkweed, the alluring green antelopehorn milkweed, or the charming heartleaf milkweed, or even something I didn't list!

And there's tons of resources and lots of people willing to help you on your native milkweed journey! Like me! Feel free to shoot me an ask if you have any questions!

Just. PLEASE. Leave the tropical milkweed alone. Stay away.

TLDR: Start a pollinator garden to help the monarchs! Just don't plant tropical milkweed. There's hundreds of other milkweeds to grow instead!

[wishfulsketching]

I know you’re probably super busy but I HAVE to share this with someone. I found this absolutely insane shirt at my job (thrift store) and it’s been killing me to imagine Silco in it

You can't drop something like this to my askbox and not expect me to draw something

Moms usually drop the kids off to their playdate, time for the dads to meet.

[phoebeyates-archive]

@foster-notmatty

THE GOOD PLACE 4.13 | Whenever You're Ready

[planetary]