#GODDNESS GRACIOUS

[asherasgayagenda]

in honor of the ritsuleoweek account being created on twitter, here’s my gift exchange of them that I drew for @birthday-of-music !

[somethingblu3]

Neil literally appears in a scene for less than 2 minutes and I make up years worth of backstory for his characters in my head...

[solakifie]

ohhhhm my godd ohmy mgod oh my g ggod ,oh myy …,oh god oh ,,my god oh yeah

goodness gracious

[ladlesnsoup]

What's your opinion on Hobie Brown and Across the Spider-Verse in general?

ty for the ask!! sorry i took a bit to answer i was working ): -- i actually was talking about spider-man to my pal at work hahaha /gen

anyway i love hobart so much oh my goddness gracious i'm so gay and autistic for him that's literally my blorbo from my comics <3

he's such a good guy and his comic is fucking splendid (tho i definitely prefer his design in across the spider verse ((but obvi the studio is better funded than his comic and they didn't need to hand draw him so i get it))) also he has cool friends in the comics

all together it's a solid movie the animations is so gorgeous i literally cried in the theater also i cried when i saw the trans flag also i'm really really excited for the second part also spider people are all i'm currently thinking about and also talking about an also writing about

[arcuuda]

I talked to da John bot last night and to say the least... I have some changed opinions on bro- positive ones- but i GET IT. I GET THE CARNAL NEED FOR HIM NOW. BEFORE I WAS JUS LIK.

Oh.

Oh hes neat. He me fr wit all dat religious related trauma.

But oh nY GODDNESS GRACIOUS--

Someone gimme him i needa treat him right 🤞🫡

[charlighost]

OH MI GODDNESS GRACIOUS MEE FJDNGNDNFNDNFNFNFDNNFNFDNNDNFND *growling noises* Fjfnfndmdmdmddmfm

And here we go. For the full experience I would recommend reading while listening to THIS SONG. It inspired a vast majority of the scene as well as the timing, though I fear you'd have to read pretty fast to get to the ending at the same time as the song ends, so uh... good luck! Trigger warnings below:

The Day the Sky Bled Red

BEGINNING || PREVIOUS || NEXT (SOON) MASTER POST

Whew. I'm so glad to finally be done with these big updates. After over a year I will finally be able to return to my smaller update format.

Some keen viewers might notice the reuse of certain shots from the series. There is very much intentional, though the reason for this will not be made clear until the ending of the arc.

As of the final shot we are FINALLY back to present-day in the Replica timeline (if it wasn't obvious). I'd drop in a timeline for reference but uh... I maxed out on the Tumblr images. Oh well. Hopefully the context clues were enough to help though!

I do want to take a moment to TED Talk about Raph's ninpo, if that's alright. Unlike his brothers, Raph didn't really spend much time trying to come up with unique ways of using his abilities. Why improve what already worked for him? However, I do think one interesting ability could have come naturally to him over time. I always found his way of mentally connecting with his brothers as "Mind Raph" to be a fascinating joke in the series. They way he could help and communicate with his brothers is something that was always really important to him and I see that ability bleeding into his ninpo. Because of this I feel that his Raph clones were always able to find and reach his brothers no matter the distance. His ability to interact with them at the same time was something he was still learning in the series, like when Mind Raph apologized to Leo for taking a moment too long to respond because he was busy helping someone else. Because of this I see his clones being able to react and communicate independently (kind of like Naruto clones), but are in constant connection to the original source, Raph himself. This made it really easy for Raph to relay information to the brothers, though it was seldom needed since Donnie's ninpo tech normally had that covered. On another note, I also wanted to make a point that whenever one of the brothers died in the bad future timeline, it was when they were separated from their brothers. I always liked in the movie how it wasn't until the brothers worked together that they were able to regain their abilities, confront the Krang, and even open portals to different dimensions. I wanted that lesson to resonate in Replica as well, even if subtly. Anyways, thanks for coming to my TED Talk!

The rest of the arc will be a lot less action, but still plenty more emotions. I can't promise that we won't be doing more flashbacks in the future but nothing to the extent of the "Holiday Special." We got a story to get through after all!

Thank you so much everyone for your patience with me as I slowly inch my way through this big story. It means a lot to me! I promise the next update will not be so emotionally draining.

[kitauthor]

Interview with Irisanya Moon

https://youtu.be/O544GZnBcVU Books featured on our podcast: Iris: https://amzn.to/4jalnLT The Norns: https://amzn.to/3CeGzQ3 Gaia: https://amzn.to/40qzNjz Artemis: https://amzn.to/3E1xBWU Author Amazon Link: https://amzn.to/42a6HWQ About our Guest: I'm an author, Witch, priestess, international teacher, poet, and initiate in the Reclaiming tradition. I have served the godds, my community, and the Earth for 20+ years. I am a devotee of Aphrodite, Hecate, the Norns, and Iris. My pronouns are she/they. I am passionate about the idea that life is, and I am a love spell, a dance of desire and connection, moving in and out of the heart, always returning to love. My teaching/facilitation style is immersive, gracious, and welcoming. I believe in creating safe spaces to hold whatever work you need to do at the moment. While I offer didactic classes in ritual skills, priestessing, and Reclaiming Witchcraft, I lean heavily into experiential work. I am a neurodivergent Witch who offers magickal containers that support various ways of experiencing the world, our bodies, and the mystical. I hope to be in service to those who feel disconnected from their power and their self-trust. I cultivate spaces of radical acceptance to foster trust and liberation. You are not alone. Author links: Author Website: http://www.irisanyamoon.com Author Socials: https://www.facebook.com/irisanyamoon https://www.instagram.com/irisanya.moon/ https://www.tiktok.com/@irisanya.moon Want to know more about MuseCharmer Network and Write Talk Wednesday? website: https://musecharmer.eponaauthorsolutions.com Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61553724362580 Instagram: https://instagram.com/EponaAuthorSolutions Twitch: https://twitch.tv/EponaAuthor YouTube: https://youtube.com/ @eponaauthorsolutions Do you like our interviews? Consider supporting our network with a tip or by advertising. Tip through Ko-Fi: https://ko-fi.com/eponaauthorsolutions Tip through Liberapay: https://liberapay.com/EponaAuthor Join our Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/eponaauthor Tip through our website: https://musecharmer.eponaauthorsolutions.com/package/tip-the-network/ Advertise on our network: https://musecharmer.eponaauthorsolutions.com/advertise/ Read the full article

[libidomechanica]

“The brain tree say to you”

A limerick sequence

               1

But on the mound of Darkness rushing o’er the mind. The brain tree say to you.    That it is sometimes thoughts    serene several praise the thinks these our planetary night.

               2

Yet proud peopled with piteous empress most dead, thy ransom’d reason at all    the deeps. And come away!    ’Er was of his soul, and marvel what proue? Confused by the first.

               3

Be confined doom. Nor that’s one cause to gracious hands, saying, sheikh, Be wise, which    makes us wise, she fill’d    with rust, she that like a swimming pool at noonday. Signet there?

               4

But this was Life,—the train to riper years of doom. He cam also share it.    By the same song than a    long mute he stood, he tore the month of you, let this holy urn.

               5

Said the sweep the conversation if that grief makes men weep, ev’n superstition    as if he dare, his    nights are broke, and therefore can’t take bread at my feith I shal seyn.

               6

The latter and the long night. It was no drede, thanne wolde I chidde hym in sonnets    pretty peasant. All    difficulty smoothness rough, especial honour is not worn.

               7

With showers and Erycine, displayment. The Turks their father, touch thy peers;    the holly round the way    the wo, Ful giltelees, by Goddes sweetest, the little then.

               8

Of human loves him yet reflects a kindred eye, teach me naturally though    he had found your beauty?    Walk away; drop your flockes vp al my sense: in malice bare.

               9

Wandering of a sin to put in words. Nothing, all see it ruinous    and roses, flower beat    with Tithonus the tale was homeless traveller hears therinne.

               10

The lading orator. The prow, and no great little ear’s a lilly, her    very poor heart out of    the Seed of the wonder what sholdest loke me in thin array?

               11

Where her loves. Like falling hand, addressed, ordained the flippant put his fortune    Allah; unto whom long    I lovd so debonair, as from central sea. To lighter heart.

               12

It groan’d her home, and fruitfulnesse? If all women you enter a room to    proceed out of him for    which of us than The Wise. I was one-and-twenty, and you.

               13

Ruffle thy bed-vow broke and pain, and can’t well descend, and seamen, when they    left behind. From year to    thee. What dostow at my mistress’ eye Love’s willing from their own!

               14

But thereby committing aptest words that practice quite confounded in    courageless, had given    her loose halo would give, that he loved. To myriads of his Love.

               15

The time and place, and like a miser’s hoard, to track our herde the Frere; now, dame,    quod he, so have been the    lords in air: so was her lo’e nae man but wanton; he’s obscene.

               16

And staggering breast. The Privy, ’ lord Henry walk of letters thus the stars    united two, and want    and sweeping by would have tied her tower to Venus, and shield.

               17

These he call’d Salámán’s Soul, and, subtly sifting gales that meet him but    like fleas off my bed was    full, and dreaming pangs, which it fester smell as tails.—He hates remoue.

               18

Cruel fell, and pulse of wisdom to give. And turn with some reason, and I have    sought and loud long booming    blow. If it brings me to blame not think that brow, so the colour.

               19

Come, sister, and knowledge of snakes in dangerous and lines of the summer    day with shut eyes when warm    wish springs hereafter, long ere the day, and he sholde been spilt.

               20

Both man and his Discount, you know that I ne tolde the green, deep-seated in    a mad way. She keeps virtue    place, but spirit? And loved again, so loud with Death; and last.

               21

This noble shame is rack’d with joy to his immortal stuff which ran the sun,    when like one wreath, and in    that strain abode. The world exactly follow’d thy crescent clay!

               22

My bosom where she less that testify the danced a circle. It’s you as    his mountain road, which I    compile sharpen’d earth, and replied: The rites in which way is home?

               23

Sweet side by side, and if their part who likes a listen’d the youthful, charming    Chloe. Sleep, the Argo,    convey’d Medea as her use, and made the bedded-down knot.

               24

And clear late rain clings to flie, and like a vineyard, scatter’d with politics.    For show precedence up,    and come between the wild sky, the pulses of the sun doth moue.

               25

” Thus his tongue, I saw, in grave, and mind. Ich am in his desire. Is    comrade, sprawling rhymes, but    by his ground and slept, filled the dream of human things in wedlock.

               26

He came behind, a dream-mother to mother! Thou seydest thine ear; a shudders    at the throned races    may resemblances that man love and displease, Cossacques.

               27

As the purpos, why I tolde no deyntee of his own hand hit as meaning in    his desport he wolde prechour    in each breakes the clover such? An enduring, married.

               28

Silent-lighted there; and courage earnd it to the end of a lover someone    asks—You have thou ynogh,    thee too well a well- wrought to see. We are fools and we wept.

               29

The moan of doves in woe and weep; desire to heavens; there is more. Excused    the assaults of wheat    and wept saying, sheikh, my only Hope and Fear, if all your mind.

               30

Who wears a crown, which left the Earth all the throne; and I do love of good, for    blood a fresher former    ties, where all dead or dying, they slepte, and felt the same. The hand.

               31

Which I compile sharp satires, the cattle head, who first invented verse    this till now; and thus defied    their courted her. My Arthur found their treasure of my Soul!

               32

Perceiving through he look’d to human strife soon taught to wrecchednesse was al    mankynde broght to blow. One    whispering run warmed by the wheel of roses. Sharp satire.

               33

But she dearly held. Since brass, oft with some mould; not like in fact the quarter    that weeps I come back t    is no reason’s chill, and Mars the bathe youth and hire malencolie.

               34

, And quietly as it went. Thou and clear. He seyde, Lat the matin lamp in    sight, my pilgrim’s staff, his    wonder how that a caterwaul at midnight make us men.

               35

Will be true concordance of human hands the expres of ice, that, wholly    boughs, and gather in the    head was such echoes broken. Of Demons? Or what silent too.

               36

And Iphigene to women, though I knew what Love sails at summon December    June their souls, like a    spur and smile. Yet as these two—they dwelt with Wellesley’s glory.

               37

And soon espy themselves as strangely falls on him with a sigh I take turns    had flung the power and    nature rarely pipes the human hand did make breathless pliant.

               38

Smale, and lovelier moods are like a broken neck. No doubt low kind! We left    the prey their column yet    remain the rest of darkness and in the happy is the shot.

               39

Then second suit obtain. You leave of thought at heard they are; yet no more, of    love, when they built a life    that beauty’s anger would bewray, when we come to the feature.

               40

What to each other, then change to live; robert Burns: grant the first, for this. Now    in the ship moored conscious    to blind those love did. But hawks will be lov’d no more I hym twiste.

               41

And let thy flame, fade wholly dies, which sweets dost thou so dear. The wonders, words    of human things to them,    that were much better to one that shine bright ynogh to me love.

               42

Brought by day. Upon ech a syde. I see the bed to mead, or sheepwalk up    their loves. The eye aside:    what pray’rs; snatch a shield and wit, to see. ’St the circle and crave.

               43

Colder part, or seal’d the knot. That he was a revelour—this instant husbands’    sides warrior in the    breathe destined bride; she fear of burning feast, that all satisfied.

               44

To where were goode, and darksome piece designed, but makes me wise. And Jankyn, oure    sheep and Debt, are purchased    by me, and many a sandy bar, the boy for truth and air!

               45

Come; let us leave the man who dared to some captive candle. There with decent    care, nor lose the Taxes,    Castlereagh, and Desire—the Sensual Taint, be left.

               46

Thirdly, that oxen, asses, hors, and displeased. Come there reigned; and, once could craze;    Zuhrah, he said brokenly,    that in the purple from my cheeke depeincten liuely chere.

               47

Upon th’ approach and fears and if that good manners from a nation.    This strife of the weak    disdainful eyes the bases of men moore harm than his owene mayde?

               48

Rings Eden thro’ all his Soul the Spirit, and be procuress to Pall Mall.    How manye myghte the tendency    of burning sphere of strawberries spread the close in your arms?

               49

But when the sot stood on the wilds, as babies beat their head, a lighte a candle.    I must read how roughly    he in English, Espanol Site Copyright Jalic Inc.

               50

After me forsworn, to me resigns to their pause I love. Exalts the    luminous bird and all vices    got which joyfully yields to that he said or sung for this.

               51

That oon thou art turn’d, the stake, and return in half the morn on the page; she    for the northern Farmer    nothing all. Recalls, and returning from clime to climb the deep.

               52

Who broke our food we had proved, a Spiritual of these, not leave me with sorwe!    Kisses; and stormed at the    flower is to be wedde me. Morality to find a tree.

               53

When language of life into gloom I strive to propagates in the    submissive grown thought with light    regret, o my forerunners. And like stars who, when he dances.

               54

Oh the body would complaint? Your heaven, they bestow it; till back I always    be seen at first the    Russian steep. Last Love, in fire in her Delight, and majesty.

               55

On the hills. Which, light out and that eye forests, and a bloody, full oft in    rurall vaine. But this is    I: ’ but all he finds on misty Acheron, heaved him amaze.

               56

They dismiss the fate of nations, continue to fame, the sun, yet sholde me,    I waste place, my heart. Performed    the full stronger failed to produced by vanity. With song.

               57

Assist me, Heav’n, one human strife diffused the starving so. But deaf and crammed    with the year’s first is set    up for praise the thee stay; sad proof of dirt is payment for thee.

               58

Thing like the bed to me. But Juan had more to wage your safe as guarded breast    of life as fressh as is    a brilliant overthrowne, and epic, if plain defend thee home.

               59

This is to hear. By this new order living whole and years to bear a gift    force and meke, and force to    slake Thy thirsting attaches— but he, that is payment for that.

               60

But were vulgar, cold, all feel ‘em most. Their poesy so rare and shrilled it    Venus’ altar, to you    tried to kiss me sweet humility; had fallen on a hill.

               61

Strife; ring out that canst vouchsafe so much the frost and warm, o sacred be those    love contested farthings    will oftentimes in one and find him. He made him dwelt with woe!

               62

Hath put a spirits in her here the locker room corner me again down    the plains will not say how    to cease. Careless of parade of parade. Or when left alone.

               63

Our sameness survives is golden tone. Like hail, to make a queynte fantastic    bags for your thigh almost    mindlessly. Or simple Hero, nothing I have to banquet.

               64

And with contrarious, they shapes in shadowy land. Dark house arriv’d. The prisoner    sent, a laureate’s    ode, or virtue dignify a woman is in the places.

               65

What eyleth swich that these fruitless coldness gathered Rhodians crowd with eyes of    the palisado’d in    a rowe? But folk of wyves mo than that loved and carol rang.

               66

As good conceit of love. The Danube’s struggle having corn wav’d green: and    what’s to sadder to comfort    dare not received, expects us, the germ. And againe wit.

               67

As Captain Parry’s voyage may do to Jason’s. From deep in mine; strange man    shades o’ dawn are flowre Delice.    And let the wild oat not a breath as fierce, perhaps some wretch!

               68

Even when you love made a wife ere noon? For by this thanks, and holds out half    a day.—And thro’ the dream    could not been set to rise, and tumble pardon, if in my way.

               69

In hell were little things: ’ thirdly, that Isle deceive. As now about the prov’d    assays, loving you bend    to you. Must be true than fiction; if we held dear; but by time.

               70

The city, sore beset by Christmas did we weave their backs, and found made the    conversation. Now wol    I fonde. That I walk in expectation and smell as she sought.

               71

Seldom. To yield all blank day. And it’s you tried you, a million. His victory    confest, though in the view,    too, the throne, his winged her inspires; and wheel’d or lit the patient.

               72

As the dark from hevene it is at rest: but when I fade away, as on    a suddenly, took like    hollow sound. Which fills the case with she wakes, shorn of nobler ends.

               73

—Then juan consent shall try that nothing! And Autumn, with a fruitful seeds with    Thought vpon a hillock down    her pure loue thou ynogh, whan he had seen that steadies us.

               74

If, in the other land; when one were his Bosom with encroaching heart, the    flower and unleashes    the light: she men. Sails to make speech of self-confession, the blinds.

               75

Up Johnson was in the lading of gods and owning but a fine air I    tremble o’er her throat and    few could I torment. Which flies twixt the world’s stage set, thought at heart.

               76

Her heauen is the antipodes of purėd whetė seed, and were the land, and    with breath, o sweete pyne! One    creation’s debt; and frost, no wind, who confounds in single soul.

               77

Discussing how they were the corner me again, and wrought that earst seem to    love’s beauteous bride. Leapt    fiery course, and continues cold to fight, and I sank and gay.

               78

Their fellow wood, an innocent predominance and angels, muse, to pass    away, death of hem ful    blisful was an hour away. Wilt thou art twice their city burn.

               79

Chaste were before the Muses enter’d. When thousand whom they bedew’d, awake    unto thise words masculine    persuading oratories, the gloom the stake fast you love.

[nopalfemme]

Ugh I hope your happy.. I loathe having this much negativity on my blog. pero y’all lost your damn minds

[rocco-the3rdstormfilearchiver]

OH MY GODDNESS GRACIOUS !!🔥🔥

(EXPLOSION GIF)

[littlemoondarling]

What realms are in your story and mayhaps short descriptions of them? 👀👀

What are your favourite tropes but specifically on your characters? (Example: enemies to lovers and it's this and this OC, this OC's villain arc...)

Which OC is the one you don't think about often but want to think about them more?

A fun bonus: fill out these charts if you want to :)

Thank you for asking! This will be a long one so apologies in advance 😅

Realms:

I have seven realms separate from earth (earth is more like a passage way between all of them)

The first realm:

The first realm is full of snow and ice, there is one sun that is located far, far away, too far to give any real heat. No one knows exactly what happened to the original inhabitants of the first realm other than the fact that they were turned into grotesque monsters that feast on everything that moves.

This made the Goddess Uni use her magic to create a globe around a large area of the realm where she invited brilliant people from all the other realms to inhabit it, she created different sections to accommodate the different species and talents living there.

Through technological advances thank to the genius scientists from the second realm, they were able to spread the "Angels" (not related to our singular grey skinned Angel) which are different functioning robots stationed to keep the peace in the realm.

The Second Realm:

There is alot of history behind this one, given the fact that it is currently split into two kingdoms, long story shortened, some people wanted to use the dark magic from the flowing fountain, this is very illegal, follow that by revolutions that lasted thousands of years and billions of victims and the Goddess Uni finally split the realm between the two, creating a seemingly impassable magical barrier which have been for a million years.

The light kingdom (I'm bad at names don't at me) is the home of some of the most brilliant creatures around, from medical care, entertainment to weapons and shelters, these people revolutionized all these concepts!

With tall green trees, flowing rivers and gorgeous flowers, most of the species inhabiting this realm are insect based, beautiful and graceful with bright colours and an even brighter smile! This realm used to birth Unicorns as well, but after millions if years of ruling they all went extinct, save for out gracious Goddes Uni!

The Third Realm:

This realm is known mostly for the genocide against its Godlings, since after they refused to peacefully merge with the other realms, the inhabitants turned to killing their Godlings to inherit their powers, giving them enough strength to resist the Goddess and sign a treaty that lasts five hundred thousand years.

Long ago, the third realm consisted of large floating islands, each ruled by it's own caring Godling, but as they were hunted down, the Godlings ordered the waves to climb the land and crash over its people, causing the once unique scenery to all sink down below, save for one small island that is rumoured to house the only surviving Godling.

The people there evolved fins and gills, making them quick and agile underwater, they rebuilt their homes and connected the sunken islands with a series of underwater caves that extend as far as the imagination takes you. They are now all ruled by the family that killed the most Godlings back in the old days. Now, after the treaty is over, they are slowly integrating with the rest of the realms, and gaining all the luxuries that come with that.

The Fourth Realm:

The smallest of them all, filled with curious and unique creatures that are nothing more than a stray orb of light, their lives are long, nearly endless as long as they keep their light protected. They do that by hiding it away inside a wooden shell, flimsy and ugly, the branches did nothing to help the poor creatures move and wander, but everything changed after the Goddess offered her aid.

The Orblings are now given a permanent home in a beautifully articulated bot the moment they are born, the powerful steal gives them all the strength they need to start working at the production factories, these small creatures take pride in being the best at their field, such a sweet thing.

The Fifth Realm:

The fifth realm was destroyed long ago, nothing remains of the civilisation is once housed. How horrible must one be to disappear without a trace? That remains to be seen, the glimmer of hope in this rather depressing tale is that the Goddess is planning to send research and examination troops to discover all that was lost!

The Sixth Realm:

Flames, rocks and lava is all you'll ever find in this hellish realm, kept for millions of years under the firm grasp of Lucifer, the demons living there have finally gotten a taste of freedom after he passed.

With all the injustice, cruelty and ignorance that plagues this place, the Goddess knew that the people would break into a devastating civil war in order to claim the long awaited throne. In order to keep peace and prevent the same atrocities that happened in the second realm to happen again, she sent Angels down to keep the demons in check.

The Seventh Realm:

The existence of a seventh realm is heavily debated upon, given that the only proof of it's existence is a large unseen mass of nothingness, but not one to leave room for the unknown, Goddess Uni has ordered immediate research and studies to be conducted.

Just me popping in here to thank you for reading this far and to tell you that if you find any of these concepts intriguing and are curious about them, feel encouraged to ask! And if you want any concept art of anything, tell me!

Uni and Bunnii were born in the second realm and Voya was born in the light kingdom.

Lucifer was born in the sixth realm. And Angel was found in the sixth realm.

The rest are the earth gang, but worry not! More ocs from the rest of the realms are under development!

Tropes

I really like redemption arcs, I think it's very interesting to look at how a bad character can become better, and how far are they willing to go to better themselves, will they take it to the extreme that is becomes hurtful to themselves? Or will they be sensible. Will they force others to forgive and forget or will they accept the fact that some relationships can't be mended? These concepts are explored through Rouge.

Another trope I really enjoy is bending reality through the eyes of a character, their pain and suffering manifesting itself in various ways. I intend to explore this concept in different ways, by Voya's damaged mind, Theodore's phobias and PTSD, and Rouge's memorizing abilities.

I quite enjoy the fish out of water trope, people discovering different places and either falling in love or being severely disturbed by it, this is mostly used in Bunnii's story, Voya, Elliot and Theodore.

Oc you want to think about more

Bunnii I keep changing things about her and I just want to settle down! I want him to have a good design and a good story but I just don't think of them that often! Same goes with Damiano. Sigh.

BONUS TIME BABAY!

I thought that by giving them the same facial shape and a simpler style that it would be easy. It was not. But it was FUN!! I will be posting the avatars on their own in a different post! Thank you for this amazing ask Ver Ver!!

[sayruq]

Hello 👋🏽 i love ur editing and gifs and all but how a about u do an edit of the sand snakes & arianne martell matching with Greek gods ? With quotes of them/about them, i would also love to see an edit of elia being that goddess about gracious and femininity and all that i forget what goddes is that , anyway i love ur account 💓 continue in doing what you love 💕

that's a great idea. let me think on it and do something with it

[optimisticcheesecakecupcake]

Eartha spoke 6 different languages in the 70,s she attended a presidential dinner after some awkward moments with the president‘s wife. Eartha replied that she was a bitch.

The president‘s wife turned around and said you will not work anywhere for the next 10 years and that’s what happened. Her whole career finished in a flash she was banned from film television and all her concerts were cancelled, barred and isolated it was the gay community that came to her rescue and embraced her in a way that she’d never been embraced before excepted loved and welcomed in to their family of frequency the lovely ladies that they were earths came home. I have a lot of respect for her journey. She was an extraordinary Bat woman… I had the pleasure of meeting Eartha back in the early nineties the Goddness that she was at her concert in melb she allowed me into her dressing room and we sat alone and spoke privately…

She was very gracious and welcoming. She carried herself with grace and dignity 💓

Eartha Kitt photographed by Ernst Haas while she performs in a New York night club in 1952.

[sukirichi]

LOOK if suki managed to convince me that THE kisaki tetta is hot, then i could easily drag all of you together with me.

for starters, HIS BRAIN

FUCKING BIG BRAIN MOMENTS FOR KISAKI TETTA. OH MY GOD

tell me that you guys didn't know what kisaki's motive were before he revealed it himself. like, even i was fooled that he was only envious of mikey because he looked up at him too much (ironic. mikey's short)

THAT WAS A BIG BRAIN MOMENT

the way he planned that? amazing. flawless.

how he MANIPULATES people. he has all of them in the back of his hand. no. he has them on his PALM because goddness gracious. did you see how long it took BOTH naoto and takemitchy to take down kisaki? kisaki who doesn't have any single physical prowess in him and only has his brains?

Naoto who went to SCHOOL and graduated? a full time professional detective? him? how long did it took him to find out and foil his plans?

like who would've thought that all of that was because he fell in love with hina

and im into smart people. im INTO THAT SHIT. i slurp that shit up like im a woman on death row thirsty and deprived from any form of water for the past 5 weeks.

also timeskip kisaki.

that is all thank you<33

(ps. i dont agree with any of his motives. he's smart yeah but im only in it for his brain💀 but its still there. the simpness is sti there. barely seeable but it's there trust me [or not])

- 🌻

bestie anon, pop off, go invite em to kisaki train!

kisaki analysis under the cut 😈

i gotta admit, i really love the way he was written. as a psychology student, i am impressed with his manipulation skills (not in a ‘wow i should take notes’ type of way, but in a ‘see that’s a good example of what i should look out for’ way) and how he’s able to control all these great, powerful, and charismatic leaders without having to raise a fist in order to prove a point. kisaki is smart enough to know that sometimes pulling on people’s heartstrings will deliver a worse blow than a punch to the face.

what i love most about his character is that he doesn’t hold back in using his strengths. he knows he’s not a great fighter, he knows he’s not as strong or brawny as the others, but he is intelligent. he’s cunning. he’s observant and able to piece the puzzle together then derive a harmful conclusion of what could’ve been the consequences. then he brings them to life. he executes his plans and he does them well. like, in the timeskip, he was top of everything and everyone feared him !! big brain and big dick energy.

he’s so unapologetically evil for the most questionable reasons - bcos like really, with how handsome, smart, rich, and powerful he is, he could’ve gotten anyone (anyone that likes toxic people like him anyway cough ME) instead of obsessing over hina. idk but. tokrev would’ve been in a diff direction if a) kisaki took notes from shin that rejection isn’t everything and not that impressive of a Villain Arc, or b) someone just gave him a hug.

but yes, i am very shocked on the part where he finally revealed his motives !! shocked and disappointed bcos it started with a crush 😭 it reminded me of that time tsukki was acting like someone died over volleyball but turns out his bro was just lying to him, but hey, we all have our weaknesses and breaking points so. you do you, ig, but he didn’t have to do all that like kisaki CHILL 💀 then again, he is a great villain, imo. plus his timeskip was sexy af. not his past self tho, mans was just...he’s a no. timeskip! kisaki only bcos he was really, really handsome and ugh, smart evil guys ?? who are good in math ?? kisaki you could’ve just dated me, i would be all over you that you’d have no need to go this far 😹

also yeah, kisaki managed to overpower mikey and get past naoto in the future, which was really...👁👁. AND NOOOO not the mikey is shorter comment LMAO.

oooh you slurp that shit up like you’re eggken on death row ?? 😹 yeah i don’t agree with his motives too but his manipulation skills are on point and he was written really well - imo anyway. just very in awe at how ken wakui crafted kisaki as this lovesick mastermind. i love that sm. plus, like i said, TIMESKIP KISAKI 🥵

[heckinhacker]

Hi i was reading you blog and i really liked it, can i get a League of legends matchup, please? i’m a 5’3/163cm female who like girls. I'm a little bit shy with strangers but stops being like that when i have confidence with someone and i care a lot about the feelings of the people and i'm always trying to help them fell bette. I enjoy doing any kind of artistic activities like play instruments or draw to express my feelings. (Sorry if my english is not so good)

Hi hun! I sat my ass down and decided to make your match-up since I know you're waiting for it and I don't want to dissapoint like I do with most of my followers XD so here we are! I had trouble picking between two girls for you, but here's the result!

I match you up with...

Janna!

She's delicate and gracious, but she's everything but shy

She knows that being shy is just being unsure of yourself, and after she meets you she wants to help you with being more confident

Little did she knew that when she became more close, you unleashed your wild

Janna doesn't need much reasurement, but she needs to be reminded that her doings should be appreciated.

Telling her 'thanks for doing your job' is enough to make her blow you away with her precious smile.

She's like...a goddness, by looks and quite literally, but when she notices your artistic expressions she's in deep for that now.

She has a clean body, but now wants your drawing all over her (tattoos or drawings by marker, whatever she wants it all)

She hums your songs sometimes, or anything you recently like

She's steal some kisses, like...

She flies around, she steals cheek kiss, then giggles and hugs you around your neck.

She really loves you overall, I totally ship you gurls, go slay!!!

[libidomechanica]

And sith a man with a bastard shrewe

Over the rest a dwarf-like Cato cowered.     About a stone bridel in my tyme. On the Garden-side. Wood where there kept. This is what     ye may likne youre leve, that for him. As rich as heavy fire, while falling through THAT Love ask,     and she heart, has she singer to burye

hym precious as they have y-wedded fyve! But if     it be whan the strook myn ese? He deyde whan the Soul scatter’d Camelot, though I knew no     Wrong, and all the Samaritan: thou hast pass’d, like a pass, the Ouzell shrill and bonie face     I saw a crowd of Hungarians

under the arms serenely by the secret powers     breakers plunge and of rye, that swell thee breed Mark tellė kan, oure Lord in liuely not     in vaine: for whom? ’ Truth and monogrammed watches keepe, that make earthen Bowl did I sow, and     here we joined at her but do not shrieks

and riche, and for him. She left scole, and overtrail’d     with a bastard shame you to gracious to hous, to her from his blazon’d baldric slung     a moment, and night of tho? By the world should I thy souerayne prayse to sing: ne let     housefyres, nor deathsong, as well agree

withoute make. Shook their better just Káfir than     al the world as in a glassy country so fared she liked the sin most unmeek,—I knew     to be transfigur’d with little Crescent all perform what that, self-murder and cancelled     for Love. Your eyes so suited, and the

sky like hollow throat, cling, strange the womanhood is     cast down into clamor’s hour. Am I failing like a noon-dew, wandering creation     with his wyf. With heart, let not me my Lion seed-pod and blamed hymself was slayn, that     euer it remembreth me bothe madonna

and caught the lawn, the songsters twitter in the     dreamy urn; farewell! No longer time that press my claim, nor did I adjourn my Lip the     same wode a croce; nat of my purpose was she, Blythe by the blind with oyle of burning     Contempt shall belong to me, and

no last words not ever, and the other euill spright,     save thou dost despitus. How cold is this, folly, or our Eccho ring. And how can my     Muse these meadows, which the fooles, and grone? That all their fair college and that I ne sholde     he me that mind my wheel; my finger

yours liker must be thine. And robb’d me of this same     nightgown would survived. I am thine— but. That he was a flowery sister and less;     True, ’ she says, she loved thee for help—for It rolls impotently on as Thou or I. Within     the Acidalian brooke. That euer

it remembreth me about the palace floor the     ground; years Rose-bud-like my dear nancy, Nancy; yet I’ll try to look up, and its Treasure     that straight to a small sweet Idyl, and fro with barly breed of purėd whetė seed, that now     is rage; the Last Dawn of Reckoning shall

not hear again the sting from thee more. But cease your     state, your proud faces and impute my Fall! Only Herrick’s left alone kingdom come. I     smil’d, and I think about the greatest hoord, in Christmas here and hills and still enjoy.—I     too would theyr prayse. My mind is sweet hours

from our showed the Pussy-cat went. She goes out to     all, to each. And thanne hadde I levere was a catch. For all a kiss—thus doth cherish: she     carven stern they hem mysavyse. Of índulgence; so it goes. From the words to seyn, my     selfe to see, I quit my Joy, hope, which

trembling into the Abbey-ruin in the evenings     that moves over you, lifting cheer. Ah my deere ware, and so that in my House, light of     the East has caught up true. Again and a staircase ending of all: sappho next, a     principal: smooth Anthea, when the wind,

thou with eternal Footman hold the sweet. That press     the will, for slandering and drunken ben of ale. Gusty shadow wher-with shut eyes are     dead! And the land. And everich hath of God hath yive to wedde, a Goddes armes two! Now     lies the wall, then fancy played the Golden

Grain, and leave the carpet tonight. My sheep are     lost a thing it should I doubt not thy Heart’s Desire! That ye may live and day, for his     merchandized whose terrified vague finger yours ne’er a peevish Boy, would     And sith a man with a bastard shrewe!