#Imaginaaaaation

[kaixenyox]

Imagination, Imaginatioooon

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[henrysglock]

this is what discord nitro is good for

henry "imaginaaaaation" creel aldkfjalkdsf

[clydesdonovan]

Imaginaaaaation… imaginaaaatttiiooonn… imaginaaayytion, imaginaaayytion, imaginnaaayyttion

[the-risen-tide]

I remember seeing a post some time ago asking if anyone else had such an active imagination, as kids, that they’d conjure various creatures running/flying beside their car/truck/bus out the window while on long rides.

Guilty. x3 But I can also probably do one crazier.

When I was a kid who couldn’t read very well yet, I’d still grab books, even big ones that I knew had pictures in them, and while admiring the pictures, also conjure little critters that ran all around the scenery in them, probably having adventures in what wonderful lands are portrayed.  One of my favorite books to do this was one about Mesoamerican history (Mayan, Incan, what-have-you), with many pictures of the pyramids and ruins and archaeological sites, plus all the crazy elaborate carvings and artwork from those civilizations.

I still have that book, and I can’t look at the pictures today while reading without going back to those days when a little adventurer came along for the ride in the pictures.

Having an imagination is the best. xP But, I’m probably the only one who did the book thing. :B Prove me wrong.

[solice]

I want to smash my ocs faces together with friend’s ocs in a very nsfw way ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[chitose-xiv]

Rites of Passage - [ part 2 ]

(part 1)

As delicate as Inori seemed in appearance, she was surprisingly speedy in rushing forth, her hands firm as they caught the stumbling figure of her former mistress. Concern widened her eyes; Chitose's bodily temperature was dangerously cooled, her frame overcome by violent tremors. Little doubt she would take ill if she didn't warm up quickly.

"By the kami-- Come, come, we've a fire inside," Inori reassured her, leading the near-frozen woman the remaining distance to the wooden abode. With strength most confounding for an Au Ra so slight of figure, she as good as carried Chitose to the door, which opened back up of its own accord-- or so it appeared at first.

Chitose couldn't summon the energy to raise her head, unable to see the face of the greeter beyond the rim of her jingasa. But with how little the village and its inhabitants changed for as long as she'd lived there, she could surmise their identity. An elder of the area, tasked with overseeing any and all of those who arrived or departed from the mountain.

"Survived, did you? Perhaps the kami are merciful this night," the wizened Raen woman mused aloud, her voice lofty with a gravelly hint. Clad in a humble, dark-hued kimono with her wispy-white hair done up in a simple bun, and sporting thin horns as sharp as her gaze, the woman exuded a peculiar air. Not exactly intimidating, but very much alert. Inori offered a soft 'thank you' for opening the door on their way in, earning a dip of the elder's horned head as that very door was noisily slid shut again.

"I h- have little gratitude.. f- for their idea of a 'welcome back'," Chitose shivered in response, while Inori gently led her beyond the entrance and into the far warmer interior, where a strong, crackling flame licked at the air within an ashy sunken hearth. Her body shuddered as heat touched the thick layers of her attire and seeped beyond, the ragged quality of her breaths already beginning to ease. But her stomach had yet to settle, and with an abrupt hand coming up to cover her mouth, she stiffened and fought the uprising of bile within her throat.

A soothing hand from Inori came to settle at Chitose's back, rubbing over the area. "Lady Chitose, do take it slow.. Let us settle before the fire and relieve you of these wet things." Regardless of their relationship, Inori was a handmaiden, and quite the doting one at that. She brought Chitose to the fireside, urging the exhausted woman to sit, and proceeding to remove her headwear and draw the thick, soaked hanten from her body to be hung up to dry.

"You were expected at sunrise at the earliest," remarked the elder, her feet padding along the polished wooden floor to settle on the opposite side of the hearth. With grace despite her age the old woman settled upon a worn cushion, reaching for her kiseru pipe from its holder and collecting a pinch of crushed herbs to pack it with. She kept a languid eye on the pair.

"...A skywatcher observed the makings of a snowstorm this night," Chitose offered quietly, her own eyes dim as they focused upon the flames. "I deemed it best to arrive earlier, considering.." She trailed, but neglected to finish the sentence. Inori fussed about, tucking a thick blanket around Chitose's shoulders before moving to a simple kitchen set-up close by. A sigh left the dark-haired Au Ra. "Inori, you needn't--"

"Please, allow me to do this much," The fairer young woman interrupted, a soft smile on her face. "I've a bit too much restless energy as-is. And we mustn't risk your body growing weaker; 'tis important to keep your strength up right now." Chitose either didn't have a suitable argument, or simply didn't have the energy to fight it further. She kept her silence, encouraging Inori to return to her prepwork. "Miss Yotogi, do you happen to have any leftover mochi from the Heavensturn?"

"In the cold storage," the elder woman indicated with her pipe.

"Perfect! I think ozoni would be easy enough on Lady Chitose's stomach," Inori continued to murmur to herself while she went to work on collecting the necessary ingredients to begin cooking.

The two at the hearth observed a moment, until Chitose finally broke the brief silence. "You allow her to cook here?"

"Mm," Yotogi confirmed, as she set her pipe alight by strike of a match. She took a slow pull, and issued a vaporous cloud of sweet-scented smoke. "She comes by quite often, to cook for me and spend time with me. In return, I intercept the postal courier and ensure your correspondence remains undetected by the main house."

"You are the go-between for our letters, then," Chitose muttered, drawing her knees in close to try and bring her own body heat into a smaller, more concentrated space. "I wondered. That makes quite a bit of sense.."

"There was simply too much risk in including her name," Inori clarified cheerily, busy as a honeybee and looking very chipper for it.

"...Hmm. It seems she missed you quite a bit," the elder mused, a dry humor to her tone. A soft gasp came from Inori, but she simply kept herself occupied with a duck of her horned head, far too embarrassed to comment. Chitose seemed of a similar mind, curling up further under the cover of her blanket.

The evening carried on with idle chatter, the heavenly scent of miso and freshly-stewed vegetables eventually filling the small abode. Though she didn't show it with words, there was no denying Inori's cooking was a comfort Chitose had missed terribly-- and once the bowls of soup had been passed around, she savored it to every last, lovingly-prepared morsel.

The sickening twists within her stomach settled, her shivering had stopped, and the weariness from her pilgrimage was swiftly bearing down upon her, her strength to even sit up waning. But it was a good, comfortable tired, nonetheless.

Inori collected the used dishes and utensils and brought them back to the kitchen, to be cleaned and returned to their storage. Chitose could hear her and Yotogi talking, but the sound was growing distant, unintelligible. She didn't even notice when the handmaiden padded back to her side, gentle hands urging her to lay down and adjusting the blanket that engulfed her.

There were yet questions she wished to ask, information she needed to gather, a plan of action to arrange.. But her body simply wouldn't let her anymore. Finally, she admitted defeat, allowing the weight of sleep to pull her under. At least this night, she would rest well.

And when the sun rose, she would face the hell awaiting.

to be continued.

(special thank you to @vahsrina-xiv for help with pictures! <3)

[manilovefelunes]

@laferdelacreme

A photographer, Liba Radova, is approached by a baby deer and baby wolf while out in the field. I believe these animals were orphans she was taking care of.

More interesting posts here: @sixpenceee

[kiwibomb]

Sou eu claro né muié divina 😂😂😂😂😂🤙🏼 eu só fiz copiar e colar o texto de divulgação , mó preguiça de escrever tudo de novo u.u

Obrigado pela ajuda lendaaaaaaa e por favor come bastante frutas e pega sol para você melhorar rápido , você adoece muito rummmmm não tem como eu cuidar de você senhorita 🧐❤❤❤❤❤❤

ah tá... estranhei né pq vc mandou msg pedindo pra divulgar toda séria jfhdjdh

imaginaaaa, qualquer coisa pode pedir, sempre!! 💕💞 pois eu até melhorei um pouco mais da gripe, inclusive ontem decidi q queria fazer uns psds e tava preparando umas moodboards, quando decidi q queria comer churros, dai fui la fazer né.. até aí tudo bem. mas dai sobrou massa e inventei de fazer bolinha de queijo tbm.. tava fritando e estorou uma quando eu tava mexendo.... queimou uma parte da minha mão, uns pontos no braço, um dedo, a minha testa e uma parte entre o nariz e o olho esquerdo. mas doeu... menina do céu! só babosa que fez parar de doer, se vc um dia se queimar, babosa é mt bom. kkk agora não tá doendo mas, só a da mão que tá com uma bolha.. da testa e perto do olho tbm deu bolha, mas já estouraram quando eu dormia a noite, acho q me mexi mt. kkk mas enfim.. um saco mesmo. agr acho q vai até fazer eu demorar mais pra voltar aqui editar, um saco... tava tão animada ontem pra fazer psds. :/

[kenmanweek]

Kenman week 2020 ENGLISH

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GENERAL INFO

The Kenman Week is a fanon activity that will take place in 2020 from Nov 25th (Wednesday) to Dec 1st (Tuesday), inclusively. All fans of Kenny’s and Cartman’s relationship (as friends or lovers) are invited to participate. Why during these days? Well, this year, Black Friday is on November 27th.

Each day is related to a prompt or specific key words; participants have to follow them and create works about Kenny and Cartman. But, of course, interpretations are going to depend on artists’ POV; so it’s a matter of taste~ And this also applies to contributions: you can participate with edits, fanfics, cosplays, fanarts, photosets, anything! The only limit is your imaginaaaaation~ Btw, of course, all languages are accepted <3

The objetive of this event is to encourage people to create new content related to Kenny and Cartman, to share your love for these characters with others, and to meet other Kenman fans or shippers~ This activity is starting in November 25th (Wednesday). This blog will reblog the works each day. At the end of this week, and after Dec 8th, a post will be created in which the participants will be listed; those who did something for all the days will appear at first.

TO PARTICIPATE

On Tumblr: use the hashtag #kenmanweek and tag our blog @kenmanweek in your post. Please, remember tag us! Tumblr doesn’t show hashtagged posts very well -sobs-

External Link: if you prefer upload your works in other platforms, you can send us links via chat (look below for social network options). In this case, you must make the day clear and include a brief description:

               -Fanfics: for which day of the week is, a short synopsis and if it contains some warnings or not.

               -Fanarts or other kind of works: for which day of the week is, a short commentary about your idea and if it contains some warnings or not.

CONTACTS

If you have questions, you can send a message to the blog @kenmanweek or kenmanweek@twitter

Or to the organizers:

Aka (organizer and gd): @akastacia

Other social networks: AkaAkosa@twitter | Akanohaynadie@facebook

[see the previous weeks’ prompts] [see previous participants’ list]

[omghotmemes]

Imaginaaaaation

[di-gomes1]

Imaginaaaa...

[srsfunny]

Imaginaaaaation

[bikinibottomtwitter]

Spongebob ain’t gay. It’s all in your *IMAGINAAAAATION*(via)

[engolioplasticobolha]

Menina quanto talento ♥️ apaixonada estou !!!!

Imaginaaaa! Obrigada pelo carinho 💕🦄

[kevinyungman]

When your brother is a stud-muffin 🎂 #pretendthatcakeisamuffin #imaginaaaaation

[progeny-ex-machina]

Audio post meme: 23, 24

23. I’ll talk in a voice I don’t usually use

Well, I don’t think this means an accent, because that’s covered by number 9, so have a terrible cartoon parrot impression, I guess XD

https://vocaroo.com/i/s1jmnny6XBk9

24. I’ll talk about something! (my choice)

Every day I deliver a thousand random monologues in my head about all sorts of things…and of course I remember none of them now!

Oh, here’s one. It’s about imaginaaaaation. *waves hands and makes a rainbow*

https://vocaroo.com/i/s1RYOidCmR7U