#LKGDS

[whisper-and-tangle]

im gonna fucking (remember suicide jokes only worsen my mental health) rewatch shadow the hedgehog dark beginnings

[ecofear]

i still need to play starfield

[lanaevyssmoved]

[doodlemxsings]

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I SHOULD POST THAT ONE FICLET I WROTE BECAUSE IT ACTUALLY HAS IMPORTANT LORE HANG ON--))

[doodlemxsings]

The medic felt the "It will not get done otherwise so I will do it" urge, sighing as he scrolled through the datapad once more before he began typing. Old habits died hard and while he knew, logically, that he didn't have to he was absolutely going to do it himself. That's how he worked for the past few million years. What was another several million?

He stopped mid keystroke and let out a snort. <<Looks like updog is spreading. I'm afraid it's too late for you.>> Dry humor, his favorite. <<I'll continue to contemplate if that's alright with you. I'll make sure you get that sent to you, no worries.>>

Another search through his relays proved fruitless again, and he sighs quietly to himself. Either he's misplaced it, deleted the briefing, or was never sent it to begin with. Until he gets his queue back under control, there is no way to tell which is the case.

With a note of defeat, he says, « The fault may lie with me rather than your companions -- I have been off-world until very recently. In any case, if your companions would be so kind as to forward any further correspondence to me, I would appreciate it. »

« Have you further need of me, or would you rather resume contemplating 'updog'? »

[dog-park-dissidents]

i havent listened to anything other than this album since it came out (autism)

Ok honestly y'all have no idea how much comments like this make me (Zac) so emotional, I know exactly what it's like to be autisming about a work of art and the idea that I made a thing that is doing that for someone else, let alone multiple people, is just

asga;lkgds;agklj

[emmarobinsonsworld]

Graphite Block Kjeldahl Digester LKGD-A11

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[campingwiththecharmings]

^^ live footage of me reading this

s;fkd;lkgd;lfkg this is so sweeeeeet ugh.

marc watching bad movies with you 🥺

marc and steven checking on you when you're not with them 🥺🥺

marc making you dinner with all your favorites 🥺🥺🥺

marc trying so hard but still doing the dishes badly 😂 😂😂😂

i love this, there's just something about that feels so real to me, idk how else to describe it. anyway, it's lovely, thank you for sharing! 🥰💖

Merry, Happy II

AN: self indulgent fic of the week #3. This is part two of three little blurbs of what I think a friendship with the moon boys would look like during Ramadan (and if reader has an inevitable, obvious, unmistakable crush on them). In no way am I trying to misrepresent the boys from their original presentation of Jewish, and if I have in any way please let me know. This is mainly just focused on reader’s time during this month, not to take away from anything the boys do on their own :).

Tagging some people, no pressure :) @looneytooz @copingchaos @marc-spectors-wife @romanarose @melodygatesauthor @360iris @vaderstherapist @kittyofalltrades @dameronscopilot @xbellaxcarolinax @annautumnsoul @minigirl87 @campingwiththecharmings @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction

Marc

After being close friends with Steven for a while, he let you in on his secret. He kind of had to, considering his extensive sick calls and your concern for his well being skyrocketing to the point where one day you showed up to his apartment uninvited, only to come face to face with Marc.

You had only gone there as a last resort since Steven wasn’t answering your texts or calls, and called in sick for the past few days with no heads up. You were concerned, okay? Plus, you brought him some lentil soup that you made, a shitty attempt at copying your mom’s recipe (but vegan of course).

Marc had swung open the door angrily at your incessant knocking, squinting his eyes as he placed you - Steven’s work bestie and object of his affections. Not that you knew that last part.

You quickly noticed he wasn’t behaving like himself and left uncomfortably, urging him to have the soup before turning on your heel when he barely spoke two words to you and leaving. Steven had called you the next day to talk and clear things up. Pretty soon, it was you and Marc having movie nights at their apartment on your shared evenings off when Steven tapped out after a long day at work. It actually worked out in a way since Marc would gladly watch all the loud movies with shitty plots with you, whereas Steven would start shifting in his seat and asking, “are you enjoying this?”

Since you started fasting, you put a pause on your movie nights, choosing to spend the evenings focusing on the spirituality that's highlighted during the month. The boys understood and would text you asking if you’ve gotten to eat yet on those nights, checking in with you from a distance.

Marc would ask what you had for iftar, joking about how you never shared that recipe for your mom’s soup with him, to which you guiltily sent it right away, not thinking twice about it.

The next day, Marc invited you over for dinner, telling you he’s got all the food covered, and yes, he made sure to get the halal meat this time. So you go, expecting to walk in on the kitchen being a mess and him to ask you to help him finish up. You end up walking in to see that he’s already set the table, and just about to put the warm, aromatic dishes out.

You’re kind of shocked, to be honest, not expecting him to pull this off but your mouth starts watering at the smells coming from the covered pots and you just turn to him in glee, smiling so big at the effort he’s put in. He’s excited to seat you, telling you he’s almost done as he pulls out the Challah bread that you love so much to go with the soup.

Basically, he made all your favourites, including the lentil soup that you sent him the recipe for, which you happily dipped the bread into. After eating, he didn’t let you wash the dishes even though you argued with him about how he never soaks the pots for long enough. But Marc was stubborn and it seemed like he wasn’t going to stop talking over you about this.

“Marc, come on, you cooked all this food, at least let me᠆”

“No no, go sit down, go-”

“Marc, stop, c’mon, you don’t even do them right-”

“Yes I do, yes I DO, WHO TOLD YOU THAT-”

“Steven has to wash them twice, come on just-”

“I GOT THIS”

Yeah, you weren’t going to fight with him after his nice gesture.

[one-of-the-birds]

Greek Deities and Spirits: Primordial Deities

 Hello lovelies and welcome to the first “chapter” of my series called Lesser Known Greek Deities and Spirits (or LKGDS).  This first chapter will be over the primordial deities of Greek Mythology.  There will be a lot of information packed into each of these chapters. I try my best to keep things organized, but if I went overboard with the information please let me know. Since this is the first chapter I wasn’t sure how much I should have put in or edited out. I’d love to hear your thoughts and opinions!!

If you want to learn more about the Greek Primordial Deities continue reading down below!

Primordial means “from the beginning” or “earliest stage of development”. When using this term when talking about Deities this will cover the ones who either created the universe or were created when the universe itself was born.  

From my research I found that were two Greek poets/scholars who wrote about the primordial deities and as you can imagine they each had their own order of who came first. The two poets are Hesiod (who wrote the Theogony – which is a large poem that describes the origins and genealogies of the Greek gods, composed c. 700) and Orpheus (for the Greeks he is considered the founder and prophet of the so-called "Orphic" mysteries. He was given credit for the composition of the Orphic Hymns and the Orphic Argonautica).

Hesiod's Theogony (c. 700 BC) tells the story of the genesis of the gods. After invoking the Muses (II.1-116), he tells of the generation of the first four primordial deities:

   "First Chaos came to be, but next... Earth... and dim Tartarus in the depth of the... Earth, and Eros..."

According to Hesiod, the next primordial gods that come to be are:

Darkness and Night (born of Chaos); Light and Day (born of Night and Darkness); Heaven and Ocean ( virginally born of Earth).

In Orphic tradition, the primordial gods were born from Chronos and Ananke with Chaos being their first born. Orphic poetry (c. 530 BC) made Nyx the first principle, Night, and her offspring were many. Also, in the Orphic tradition, Phanes (a mystic Orphic deity of light and procreation, sometimes identified with the Elder Eros) is the original ruler of the universe, who hatched from the cosmic egg. 

(For the most part I will be sticking as close to Hesiod’s version of the order of which the primordial deities were created.)

Below will be the “order” of which the Primordial Deities came to be and what they ruled over.

Chaos: refers to the void state preceding the creation of the universe or cosmos in the Greek creation myths, or to the initial "gap" created by the original separation of heaven and earth.  Chaos was the first thing to exist in Greek Mythology.

Gaia (also spelled Gaea): Gaia is the ancestral mother of all life: the primal Mother Earth goddess. Hesiod's Theogony tells how, after Chaos, "wide-bosomed" Gaia (Earth) arose to be the everlasting seat of the immortals that possess Olympus above. He then tells that Gaia brought forth her equal Uranus (Heaven, Sky) to "cover her on every side" and to be the abode of the gods. Gaia also bore the hills (ourea), and Pontus (Sea), "without sweet union of love" (in other words without a father). Afterwards with Uranus she gave birth to the Titans, as Hesiod tells it:  She lay with Heaven and bore deep-swirling Oceanus, Coeus and Crius and Hyperion and Iapetus, Theia and Rhea, Themis and Mnemosyne and gold-crowned Phoebe and lovely Tethys. After them was born Cronos (Cronus) the wily, youngest and most terrible of her children, and he hated his lusty sire. 

Tartarus: considered to be the third of the primordial deities, following Chaos and Gaia, and is also a deep abyss that souls are judged after death and the truly wicked get their punishment. 

Eros: According to Hesiod's Theogony, one of the most ancient of all Greek sources, Eros (the god of love) was the fourth god to come into existence, coming after Chaos, Gaia (the Earth), and Tartarus (the abyss).  The Orphic and Eleusinian Mysteries featured Eros as a very original god, but not quite primordial, since he was the child of Night (Nyx). Aristophanes (c. 400 BC), influenced by Orphism, relates the birth of Eros:    At the beginning there was only Chaos, Night (Nyx), Darkness (Erebus), and the Abyss (Tartarus). Earth, the Air and Heaven had no existence. Firstly, blackwinged Night laid a germless egg in the bosom of the infinite deeps of Darkness, and from this, after the revolution of long ages, sprang the graceful Love (Eros) with his glittering golden wings, swift as the whirlwinds of the tempest. He mated in the deep Abyss with dark Chaos, winged like himself, and thus hatched forth our race, which was the first to see the light. 

Erebus: primordial god of Darkness and one of the first five to be born of Chaos. Said to be the brother of Nyx and fathered several other deities with Nyx; depending on the source of the mythology, his children are Aether, Hemera, the Hesperides, Hypnos, the Moirai, Geras, Styx, Charon, and Thanatos.

Uranus: the primal Greek god personifying the sky. Uranus or Father Sky was the son and husband of Gaia, Mother Earth. According to Hesiod's Theogony, Uranus was conceived by Gaia alone, but other sources cite Aether as his father. Uranus and Gaia were the parents of the first generation of Titans, and the ancestors of most of the Greek gods.

Nyx: the primordial goddess of the night. Said to have been around since the dawn of time. Viewed as an extremely powerful goddess, so powerful that even Zeus himself fears her wrath.

The Ourea: The Ourea were progeny of Gaia, who were the first-born elemental gods and goddesses. According to Hesiod: And [Gaia] brought forth long hills, graceful haunts of the goddess Nymphs who dwell amongst the glens of the hills.There are nine Ourea:  Aitna, Athos, Helikon, Kithairon, Nysos, Olympus, Oreios, Parnes, and Tmolus. The Greeks rarely personified an individual mountain; an exception might be Tmolus, both a king and a mountain in Lydia. Each mountain was said to have its own local nymph, an oread.

Pontus: is an ancient, pre-Olympian sea-god. Son of Gaia and according to Hesiod has no father. With Gaia, he fathered Nereus , Thaumas , Phorcys and his sister-consort Ceto, and the "Strong Goddess" Eurybia. With the sea goddess Thalassa, he fathered the Telchines and all sea life.

Aether: the personification of the upper air. He embodies the pure upper air that the gods breathe, as opposed to the normal air breathed by mortals. Brother to Hemera and fathered by Nyx and Erebus.

Hemera: personification of day and one of the Greek primordial deities. She is the goddess of the daytime.  She is the female counterpart of her brother Aether.

Phanes (also known as Protogonus): is the primordial god  of creation in the Orphic cosmogony. He was the generator of life. Tthe driving force behind reproduction in the early cosmos. Phanes was hatched from the world-egg.

[cat-arsenal]

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Thank you! It was really nice coming home after A Day to these messages.

[johnbottoms]

trc fandom in like 2015 was just. “gansey’s obsessed w adam and he worships the ground he walks on as it should be!!” and that was it. 

[michellerps]

“You keep staring at me instead of watching the film. What’s up?” / morgan & andrew

“Nothing.” He looked away because it was hard to look her in the eye as he lied. His eyes fixed on the screen but the movie was immediately paused. After so long, he shouldn’t have been shocked that Morgan still knew when he was lying. Not that he was a good liar anyway, but she especially knew his tells better than anyone else. And she hadn’t forgotten after so long. 

Figuring she wouldn’t hit play again until he answered, he sighed and looked at her again. “I was just kinda thinking,” he started, trying to figure out how to word this carefully so he didn’t sound weird or too sappy or both. “How weird it is we’re here right now. Not in like, an existential kind of way, but in a… wow, we’ve come a long way kind of way.” 

It was hard not to think about sometimes. Some memories of their relationship were still so vivid, and so were memories of the break-up. Moving together, thinking they’d get married. Him slamming doors, both of them crying and yelling. His highest and lowest moments had been with her, and at one point, he didn’t think he’d ever be able to exist around her like a normal person again. He thought it’d always be too hard, too much. But now here they were. In his apartment, watching a movie together, like they were friends back in college again, before anything had ever happened between them. 

“It’s just cool,” he said, giving a loose grin. “I’m glad we didn’t spend the rest of our lives bitter and at odds with each other.” Saying that, they both know he was mostly referring to himself. Morgan had tried to apologize and make amends. He’d been the one refusing to forgive her. But he had now. He’d put the past behind him, and he’d moved on just as she had. 

“We’re both happier now, and I’d hate myself later on in life for not letting myself be your friend and getting to see you be happy.” He knew he’d gone way past sappy, so he tried to rein it in. “Plus, I have like, the greatest boyfriend ever now, so I should probably be thankful about everything.” He laughed, eyes glancing at his phone just at the thought of Zeev, waiting for his next text. 

Zeev and Aimee both had mentioned dropping by after they finished some big group project they were working on late at work. There was nothing from him yet, but he’d hate the movie they were watching anyway, so that was probably for the best. Even if his commentary made any movie ten times better no matter what. 

“I’m just glad we got past everything and are friends now, that’s all,” he said, and then proceeded to snatch the remote away from her. “Okay, you got answers out of me. I’m hitting play now.”

[fxlgurkinesis]

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sylas just shoves like HALF a bag of marshmallows into his mouth. he thought the rules stated that whoever could fit the most marshmallows in their mouth wins. clearly he was wrong

lux just ...... okay so for you to win, you’re going to have to say chubby bunny with all those in your mouth.

[doodlemxsings]

🍏🍎🍌🥭 For your earthspark knockout?

You're gonna have to forgive me for the lack of icons, I'd have to draw them myself and I Don't Want To salf;hkh;lkgds

🍏  :    how stable is my muse’s physical health?  do they go for regular or semi-regular checkups by a physician?  do they have any diagnosed illnesses and / or take any medication?  how often do they get sick?

Physically, Knocout is a very healthy mech. He makes sure he's kept up to date on his changes and is very thorough with checking himself for anything like rust or wear-and-tear. He does have some very minor issues with his wrists hurting and catching from overuse, but he just needs to make sure the joints stay lubricated.

🍎  :    how stable is my muse’s mental health?  have they been diagnosed with any mental illnesses and  /  or conditions?  do they have any undiagnosed mental illnesses and  /  or conditions?  do they or should they attend therapy?  

Due to trauma from the war (which eventually caused him to desert while the war was still happening on Cybertron), and events after he defected, he does have PTSD that he has to wrestle with. One of his main triggers that he didn't discover until he landed on earth and was back to doing his job is exposure to energon from someone else. He can still do his job and do it well, it's just that afterwards he absolutely needs to wash himself off or he will be thrown into a panic attack.

He needs therapy, but it just isn't available at the time being.

🍌  :    is my muse inclined to help others,  or will they only do it when it benefits them,  if at all?  what makes them this way?  has it ever gotten them into trouble,  or inconvenienced them? 

Does he have the instinct of a medic to help? Yes. Is he going to do it without asking for a favor in return? No. He spent a lot of time on his own. It wasn't in favor of his survival to just hand out his services without asking for something in return, like protection, shelter, energon, ect. It has absolutely gotten him in trouble, but he's a fast and smart mech.

🥭  :    how important to my muse is their hometown,  or where they’re from?  are they proud of it,  or considered a hometown hero?  did they move away,  or do they wish to?

Knockout has.... complicated feelings about Cybertron. On one hand, the government needed to have an overhaul. But he also misses the familiarity. He misses his home. He hates what it was. He wants to see it again. He's terrified to do so.

[cyancherub]

THE TRIPLE CREAMPIE HELLOOO

LD;FG;LDFGKDF;LKGD;LF THESE PHOTOS ARE KILLING ME IM IN TEARSS PLS.. YEAH,,,, HE IS RLY GONNA GIVE IT TO US IM CRYING

[neverending-agony]

“Now, why in the world wouldn’t you be welcome...?”

Such gentle aura — like mist in the morning, or the moon behind clouds. There’s a soft gust of sound (a woman’s breath in one’s ear) and then in a fwoosh of smoke and shadow Evelynn was crossing her legs, leaning against her own lashers. Her eyes shone, spark-bright. Low-lidded, and intrigued.

“Mmmm. Usually I don’t take an interest in anyone I’m not allowed to touch... But you. You reek of magic. A very...ah-ha. Specific kind. Well, well.” She snickered. “It’s been a while since I’ve run into one of yours. And what brings you down to earth, moon-sugar?”

@neverending-agony​

;– ☽ Such potent aura.

        Had she set foot upon a dangerous area?

        The scantily clad silhouette caught her attention then, ghostly eyes following every movement of the other curiously. 

       ❛ I can make my leave if I am not welcomed here. ❜