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[galene-gothic]

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⊹ ! ೀ Pile 1 ꒱

Trigger warning

Your bare face is gorgeous. I’m not sure why I felt the need to say that but it just came through and I couldn’t ignore it. Your lips are an area of focus in this reading as well. I’m not sure what it is about your lips - it could be that you have naturally pink lips, cupid bow ones or have hyperpigmentation around your lips that make it look like you have a natural lip liner (it’s going to be different for everyone) but no matter what, they’re extremely gorgeous. Maybe because it’s winter in the northern hemisphere, many of you could wear lip balms, petroleum jelly or lip glosses but it gives your lips a wet appearance. If not, you lick and bite your lips a lot, like even if you don’t have any of the attributes mentioned above, the way you move your lips, the way you touch it, lick it, bite it, everything just gives you a different vibe. Now moving beyond your lips because while I could sing praises about them all day, I want the reading to consist of more. Your energy is such that when people see your vices or perceived ‘flaws’, it doesn’t disinterest them but instead only add more dimension to you. It makes you more attractive to them because they experience a certain ‘rawness’ in you that they might not get to experience elsewhere in this world due to how everyone is striving for perfection to the point they all seem manufactured. You’re someone who people stare at when in cafés or public places and I’m so sorry but you have fallen victim to catcalling possibly multiple times especially when you were younger than you are right now. You didn’t deserve that. People find themselves losing a certain level of consciousness when they’re close to you, especially physically. You cause people to feel a heat when around you and even away from you, it depends on the person, sometimes it is a gentle warmth that envelops them, sometimes it is a certain hotness running through their that makes it hard for them to contain themselves around you, to even breathe around you, let alone act normal and sometimes it is in the form of jealousy, people of the same sex or who are interested in increasing their appeal but haven’t been able to find their own spark feel intimidated by your scorching heat that seems to engulf all around it unapologetically. One thing that I need to warn you about is that you definitely have people who are jealous of you. You don’t even seem to notice it but when you’re out, people who are literally taken tend to check you out right in front of them, causing their partner to feel a certain hostility towards you. People stare at you a lot, it is very obvious. It’s come through multiple times. Right now, you’re someone who is just very nonchalant. You don’t hold onto connections too tightly, let alone chase them.

You used to formerly speak with your eyes a lot with certain people, it created a sense of knowing, belonging, connection and familiarity but now you just walk past those same people like you don’t know them or you might greet them, smile at them but you don’t seem to have the same gaze in your eyes anymore, often breaking eye contact quickly or not even caring enough to maintain it, it causes them to feel hurt sometimes, wondering if they never meant anything to you, if you just forgot them, if they were just that forgettable to you but it also makes you irresistibly attractive to them. You’ve developed a certain peace within yourself, there were days when you didn’t know how to live or had forgotten how to do so. You had become very internal, causing you to live within yourself and with it came a lot of overthinking. You used to hold onto grief and people could have underestimated you back then but you have moved far past that. You’ve become more present and mindful, you have started living beyond your mind. You’re starting to smile more, live more and keep your life, treasure it, even if it isn’t perfect, even if it didn’t turn out the way you had imagined. You’ve definitely had a past that was full of tears. It was difficult but you’ve left it all behind, this sense of presence and contentment is adding onto your attractiveness because the sorrow you’ve experienced has also given you a lot of wisdom. One thing that you don’t want to fall into is mourning and desperation because you have experienced both. ‘Extreme nostalgia’ is what I just heard. The sorrow you’ve experienced on your path, the tears that you’ve cried are the very things that are helping you move forward with such confidence and self assuredness. Since you’ve experienced so much, many dark thoughts too, possibly suicidal ones for some of you and have always managed to find a way out, you just feel like things will turn out fine in the end. You have tortured yourself enough in the past, it’s time to live now. That’s how you think and this shift is noticeable because you’re just focused on your own life. Your perception of connections especially romantic ones is that while they’re beautiful, people can burst your bubble so you just want to be discerning enough to only let a certain kind of people into your life like that. You desire to love but it’s not that big of a desire anymore, everyone wants love, to give and receive it, to be desired and desire someone but the way you look at it is “I’ve been there, I’m glad I’m out”, you’re just glad to be over it. It doesn’t even have to be romantic, I’m picking up on major disappointments in connections in general, causing you to prioritise yourself first and foremost.

You’re actually a hopeless romantic, a devotee. When you love, it’s very deep for you, your love is of divine nature. There’s no wandering eyes or anything of that sort, there’s just your person who you hold to be dear, almost divine, your love is devotional, almost like worship. I wonder if there was a point when you were devoted to the platonic or/and romantic connections in your life just for them to end and you were devastated about at least one or a few of them but the fact that you’ve managed to come out of it has given you more power because you know how deep your love runs, you know how you love and what kind of love you give out, and desire for yourself so it gives you the self assuredness that you deserve similar energy. You hold yourself and others to a high standard but if they don’t live up to it, you just abandon them and move forward. It’s nothing malicious but you just don’t see the point in getting caught up in the waiting game, training game or sticking around to entertain less than what you know you deserve. You have a different, slightly detached and elusive vibe to you. Your eyes and words tend to teleport people to a different world, not literally obviously but that’s what it feels like for them. Your energy is not possible to ignore, it bothers those around you because of the elusiveness mixed with the heat that I mentioned earlier but it’s not a bother that they ever want to get rid of. They enjoy the feeling of slight discomfort that comes from your presence. You interact with people very casually, not with everyone obviously but your ease of interacting with others is something that adds to your attractiveness. The vibe that I’m getting from you is that some people are bothered by your heat, others find it warm but both of these parties do not even realise when you started filling their world with nothing but yourself, it just hits them randomly and so strongly. I’m picking up on a romantic vibe from you and your beauty, it seems very gentle despite the heat you radiate. You’re also full of contradictions, despite your heat, you have a romantic appeal but despite the gentleness and elusiveness of it, you really confuse people. Some of you get turned on by fighting, not the excessive toxic kind of fighting but the dramatic yet silly ones that add to the pulse on your vertical lips are very much welcome by you 😭. I keep on hearing ‘what do you mean?’ by Justin Bieber here. “Don’t know if you’re happy or complaining”, “first you wanna go to the left and then turn right, wanna argue all day, make love all night.” You feel like home while simultaneously repulsing people. You’re a complex person full of contradictions and that’s what seems to make you attractive. I hope that you enjoyed this reading. Thank you for reading, much love and take care.

⊹ ! ೀ Pile 2 ꒱

This pile is for you if you have been touching and rubbing yourself a lot recently or just do so a lot generally. You have an intense sexual nature but really innocent eyes. You also crave fairytale love, like the innocent kind of love that doesn’t include touching and rubbing but just an eye contact makes you feel something, just an accidental brushing of skin is enough to make blood rush up to your cheeks, that’s the kind of love you desire and also give out but despite that, your sexual energy slips past your fairly pure and innocent exterior. Despite your love for consuming romantic content, you are not desperate for it. You understand that it’s a luxury to be with you and act like it. You know that people pleasing is self betrayal so you do not go out of your way to please others but at the same time, when they’re around you, you do please them? It just comes naturally to you. Much like the last pile, I’m getting something with the lips but in this pile, either you have plump lips, have a protruding lower lip or just pout a lot. Maybe, it’s just a natural slightly pouty appearance but I’m literally getting flying kisses so I’m not sure. Despite this innocent appearance and your desire for romance, you are very good at leaving people behind. You’ve learned that it’s best not to overstay your welcome anywhere. You’re someone who leaves people and things behind at the required pace, and you do not even seem to care about what anyone might think. You are fine with being lonely, what you’re not fine is getting used and heartbroken by people who might not have your best interests at heart. You have always had this delicate balance between being a friend and a lover. This could have led to misunderstandings in the past, you tend to treat your friends affectionately and generously, and those of the opposite sex or the sex you are interested in romantically might misunderstand, taking it as a free pass to underestimate and disrespect you? It has likely happened at some point in the past, definitely not for all of you but this quality of yours makes you very attractive. Also, when you fall apart from such people, they aren’t even able to voice out how much they miss you because you didn’t have a relationship set in stone and you just act as though you never even met them, as if you don’t know them, never did. In the past, you may have been unable to maintain this delicate balance or might perceive it as such but you are starting to go forward in life with stronger boundaries and that makes you very attractive.

I wouldn’t be surprised if some or in fact, many of you stopped making friends with the opposite sex due to such misunderstandings and disrespect. People from the past miss you, they’re terribly attracted to you and you’re irreplaceable but you’ve clearly grown out of that. If not, this is not your pile. I’m getting a lot of youthful energy here. It’s not just this delicate balance that has made you feel misunderstood in the past but also your friendships with people of the same sex. I’m legit getting friends from school missing you if you’re out of it and away from them (especially if you separated from them connection wise). You do not realise just how hard the nostalgia hits people of the past when it comes to you. People remember you as ‘the one that got away’ honestly and I hate this concept because it’s just sad, and I believe in true love being present, and not getting away but yes, you’re awfully missed. This is funny but people realise that they love or miss you at around 1-3 a.m. in the morning. You have something melancholic and lonely about you but also something so wholesome, and warm at the same time but you also interact with them by rolling eyes, sighing, vacantly staring, calling them dumb and saying something like “who cares?” All of this is dearly missed when you’re gone. You shouldn’t have to get away for people to want you, to appreciate and desire you, to treat you kindly, and with love and respect. You have this thing where you naturally love your friends a lot and don’t hold them inferior to other connections but this has led to you naturally relying on them and also treating them with a lot of love, and priority, and it was not rewarding for you because they used to develop hostility towards you over time for some reason. You’re very attractive to those from the past because they’ll genuinely never find someone like you anywhere. You’re an unconditionally loving person but you also understand that it’s better not to get involved in the lives of messy people. Also, you have a very casual and friendly way of interacting with people when they’re around you, you greet people and treat them as though you’ve known them for years at least for the amount of time that you’re around them even if you’ve just met them. You also have a tendency to be mean and get on people’s nerves but it only makes you more endearing because they get obsessed yet repulsed by you.

There’s something very innocent and pure, almost naive about you but also someone so dirty and mature. The energy here is a bit more contradictory but your contradictions are what seem to make you attractive. People who are used to being in control and are able to read others well find themselves being unable to remain controlled when around you and fail to read you, causing them to be frustrated, intrigued or/and drawn to you. There’s just something different about you that makes others feel like they’re changing, they’re shaking up, it’s not something that they can even put a finger on, it just is. People can’t help but want you around after meeting you, your presence and energy are intoxicating. I wouldn’t be surprised if once you enter a new environment, you see specific people everywhere around you because they just want to be close to you even if it’s from a distance. Many of you here seem to look like puppies or possess that kind of energy. This is the pile where you attract or at least intrigue those slightly older than you. Even people who claimed to ‘not date someone younger than them EVER’ can’t help but be curious about you, be attracted to you. Despite your youthful and puppy like energy, it’s them that feel like a puppies? Like, after meeting you, initially you’re the one acting like a puppy, treating them well and lighting up when you see them but the more the time starts passing by they feel like you’re not taking them seriously, they’re the one following you around everywhere, wanting to prove themselves to you, they do not even understand why they feel so lovesick without you around as if they were a puppy without their owner. Also, another thing is that some people have their youth attached to you and well, they’re still attracted to you even if you’re no longer in touch. Time passes by too fast when you’re around, people find themselves wishing that the hours would go slow so that they could spend more time with you. You’re a piece of warm sunlight of the first spring when it’s not hot yet but just a pleasant weather with a slight amount of coldness that vanishes when you graze their skin. You’re a joy to be around - a dream girl. You’re pleasant because there’s nothing too imposing about you but your energy though gentle and soft in nature is felt strongly, enveloping all that’s around you. People can’t help but want to be a part of your world. There’s also a sense of fragility that I’m picking up on here but it’s something that others feel fortunate to see about you. I hope that you enjoyed this reading. Thank you for reading, much love and take care.

⊹ ! ೀ Pile 3 ꒱

I think that some of you love dancing or just enjoy being young and enjoying life, being present. You’re just so candid, there’s something youthful and timeless about you due to how present you are because you’re someone who actively tries to be present. You do not want to perish with time which is why you try to make every moment count, to have adventures, to try and live your dreams, to leave a legacy. “People will not remember what you wore but they will remember how you made them feel.” You seem to have a solid understanding of this and try to make others feel good about themself and life itself. You’re very busy making the most out of your youth and out of your life but in your presence, you try to make sure that others don’t feel left out, you try to be as inclusive as possible, understanding that they too will only live once. You have an energy that’s everlastingly young about you and your eyes are very attractive, like they’re just captivating regardless of their size, shape and colour. Your eyes give you an appearance of goodness because they look like eyes that would belong to someone good, they’re open, inviting and warm but it seems like more of a disguise once you’re gone because when people run into you or are around you again after a falling out of some sort, your eyes lack that old familiar warmth that once greeted them and they feel an actual ache at the thought that your life continued on without them. You are someone who won’t stop your life for anyone, you want to have fun and spend your life joyfully so when you’re not getting that with certain people or in certain environments, you’re quick to pull yourself and continue on with your life, trying to make it as beautiful and celebratory as possible. Many really extravagant words are coming through for you, I wonder if your energy is a bit dramatic and extravagant too. You are someone who knows how to touch people and gently persuade them but remain distant, causing people to admire you and almost need you. There are times when people think that you’re wasting their time and try to give up on you but something happens that causes them to lose their discernment and heart to you again.

It’s hard to stay composed when you’re around because you just make them feel like little children. I find this endearing, you have a way of making everything very personal. You make memories with people and one thing in particular that stands out to me as attractive is when you call people by their name, it feels personal, it feels sweet. However, most people do not come forth to you beyond yearning for you. You’ve probably had friends confess to you in the past, out of nowhere. You’re very loveable in every sense of the word and people who share closeness to you or once did cannot help but wish for more than that. Many people do not even manage to get as close to you as they’d like to. There’s a lot of fear attached to confessing their feelings for you. The helplessness attached to liking you makes you irresistibly attractive, pretty much obsessively magnetic. Seduction is supposed to be subtle, it’s supposed to be non threatening, that’s what your attractiveness is like. I won’t lie, you do have a very scary attractive appeal too, like people who are attracted to you right away but even so, you win them over more and more over time. When you are around people, the world seems to stop but they don’t even notice it until after a while, they’ll have no clue when it started, when it got so deep. People do have a recognition of a connection with you from the start itself, of course it isn’t like that for everyone and it doesn’t have to be but those who recognise this are still unable to voice it out, however, if you’ve experienced this, you’re probably aware of how they act because their actions and mannerisms likely do give away their feelings. I’m picking up on humiliation, ridicule of looks, etc. You seem to have glowed up, take good care of yourself physically and dress to the best of ability, carrying yourself with your head held high because you remember how you were treated when you weren’t as attractive. This could be something like people close to you leaving you or disrespecting you too, it seems to extend beyond just looks actually, you’ve glowed up mentally and emotionally too. Also, you are forgetting the past, you are trying to, you have grown and don’t want it to hold any power over you at all. You are not in denial or anything, in fact, the kind of ‘forgetting’ seems to be a very healthy one, you’re naturally letting things go without regrets.

You make people feel very young, to share an innocent bond with you, full of memories, they can’t help but yearn for you. It’s your friends and those you share communities with that find you to be the most attractive. Also, you’re someone who literally doesn’t have regrets in terms of connections because you’ve always done your best, you’ve always given your all. You have really strong self respect, it was likely developed with time and experience but those you share memories and past with, if they were struggling, you’d not let them come back in order to search for comfort, support and companionship because you remember how they left. Those who have lost you have especially had to pine for you, the realisation that there’s no one like you is hitting them. Many of these people, even platonic connections seem to have acted like you weren’t all that in the past but now the reality of having lost you is starting to set in. Some of you have nice thick hair or you do something that makes it look full, you could simply just leave it open for example, some of you here use a lot of eye pencil, liner or eyeshadow too probably in brown or black, if not you just have captivating eyes like I said earlier. Your energy brings about a heat that is hard to ignore, it’s usually a strong heat than just a warmth, the type to make people act out of control because they’re not sure how to act around you. It’s like you make them lose control and feel hot, and they regret certain things they say or do but still crave more of it because it’s addictive. The way you move too, gosh, you might not even pay that much attention to it but you’re so attractive like lethally attractive. I keep on getting a theme of you wasting people’s time but it doesn’t even seem to be intentional, you just move on with your life is all. You come off as someone who’s like “if we meet again, we meet, if we don’t, you have my memories to remember me by.” You make everything feel like a movie - a dream - in fact. People get so attached to you, they get so used to you, when you’re not around even the most familiar place starts feeling strange. Some of you could possess dimples or one single dimple. I hope that you enjoyed this reading. Thank you for reading, much love and take care.

[blossoms-phan]

✨philm club✨ rewatch - october 19th, 2015

liveshow - notes/thought yaps under the cut!

i love how they’re explaining how they do their individual liveshows to each other like im not saying they were just sat in the other room twice a week watching the other persons liveshow but like surely you have some idea of how it usually goes lmao

“im quite mellow today we’ve been in a car for a while” phil does seem like he has more mellow/chill energy in this one i imagine they were tired but also so go go go at this point resting for a second would only slow them down more

6 year friendiversary and dinof anniversary! It's so insane to me that it was only 6 years atp like this dnp was not too long after i became obsessed with them and i blinked and now its 15 years

dan “reassess your lives” and phil “i think you should be thanking them”- i think this is fascinating and ties into how today dan still automatically goes “im so sorry” when people say i've been watching you for x years and it makes us all want to shake him by the shoulders and say don't apologize silly man!!!!!!!!! take the compliment we mean it with love!!!!!!

dan exposing his ass to audience in leeds and years later during wad great stuff 

phil smacking his head on stage wow some things really don't change 

“calm down” in a silly voice from dan always reminds me of the cLaM dOWN airplane northern voice live clip 

i haven’t rewatched a liveshow in so long so much hair adjusting 

they sound so british sometimes 

“dan do you know what yaoi is” this is so funny to me you are asking the poster boy for yaoi day in 2024

looking at pics of p!atd on tumblr COME BACK TO ME TUMBLRINAA they r right btw i love pretty odd 

“dan choke me with your legs” why r u reading that. whore. see in 2015 knowing that a literal child probably said this its kinda cringe but also me with sister daniel and like all the Thigh in general these days so who am i to speak

“i like being remembered because that doesnt happen often with the celebrity folks”  :( this is sweet i know this time was A Lot and in general the radio stuff wasn't for them in the end and they appreciate that it was cool and fun but dan also mentioned how it was annoying to just be brushed off or being in a position where you're just forced to chase after all these big named people that dgaf about you but its just nice to see they noticed when they were remembered and the 1975 mention i could write an essay about 2018 dan and the album abiior

phil stopped the bus for fish and chips hehe i literally had fish and chips today this is cray. i hope they actually had them for dinner this day i would love to have a parasocial fish and chip night with them

you are pal creators :’) 

editing tips mention they are so unserious 

i am so emotionally attached to the london apartment but referring to it as “the house” when they have an actual House now is really getting to me 

aww talking about tabinof :’( i cant remember if i've talked about this before but there was hugee “drama” back in the day when it was first announced of people accusing them of selling out or some dumb shit when this wasn't another copycat youtuber ghostwritten book they poured their hearts into it as silly and fun as it was and the way dan talks about it really shows that i hope they were proud of it and still are

dan you don't really have the same hair but ok 

talking about the australian today show and they were just on it last month!! why does that make me so emo 

bitten right on the florida

bakeee offfff mention this is why i loved liveshows like just yapping about the shows they watch and cry over together

dan self aware get over it crashing out “so what he enjoys a themed drink” he is so silly dfjfkdfksfkj i love this part

can i live in that autumn moment?

rare what phil has been listening to! movie soundtracks ok king

dan being a little pretentious talking about their differing tv show opinions and phil just mocking his hand movements and giving a 2 word review their dynamic is so dear to me

Is this an unpopular opinion idk i can’t stand 3d movies  

black and blue as always

phil’s laugh and look and dan going “you cheeky little bugger” at him putting “phil and dan” on the chair page<3

hearing them talk about tour in the tatinof days when it was their first go and things like how its amazing hearing people sing to the preshow playlist in the context of like right now is soooooo as a longtime fan who yearned to attend tatinof while it was happening but couldn’t and finally actually experienced them and the magic of a dan and phil show and things like singing hot to go with phannies just a few months ago god im going to miss this era sm

the apocalypse/ai/technology tangent is scarily relevant right now and from nearly 10 years ago wow hashtag we’re all doomed

susan boyle after the amazingdan reaction video lmaoo

they were really doing the most during this era like omg so many promises of things coming soon among the tour and spooky week and book and they were literally just home for one day after being in a car for hours earlier that day like they seem in good spirits in this one and i know its just chill chatting for an hour but boys! take a breather! 

overall i enjoyed this one! i don't rewatch old liveshows a lot but this is a fun way for us all to commit to rewatching and discussing one a week bc there's always so many fun little forgotten details and i think it would be fun to continue even post break! i was very tired while watching this and somehow still wrote out this very long yappy list of notes which are really just a stream of consciousness which no one will read probably but i humbly present them anyways <3

[merymoonbeam]

Thin places – The Void – Cauldron – Elriel

So in hofas we learned about thin places...

“No,” Aidas agreed. “But Helena knew that Midgard possessed its own magic. A raw, weaker sort of magic than that in her home world, but one that could be potent in high concentrations. She learned that it flowed across the world in great highways, natural conduits for magic.” “Ley lines,” Bryce breathed. Aidas nodded. “These lines are capable of moving magic, but also carrying communications across great distances.” Like those between the Gates of Crescent City, the way she’d spoken to Danika the day she’d made the Drop. “There are ley lines across the whole of the universe. And the planets—like Midgard, like Hel, like the home world of the Fae—atop those lines are joined by time and space and the Void itself. It thins the veils separating us. The Asteri have long chosen worlds that are on the ley lines for that exact purpose. It made it easier to move between them, to colonize those planets. There are certain places on each of these worlds where the most ley lines overlap, and thus the barrier between worlds is at its weakest.” Everything slotted together. “Thin places,” Bryce said with sudden certainty. “Precisely,” Apollion answered for Aidas with an approving nod. “The Northern Rift, the Southern Rift—both lie atop a tremendous knot of ley lines. And while those under Avallen are not as strong, the island is unique as a thin place thanks to the presence of black salt—which ties it to Hel.” “And the mists?” Hunt asked. “What’s the deal with them?” “The mists are a result of the ley lines’ power,” Aidas said. “They’re an indication of a thin place. Hoping to find a ley line strong enough to help her transfer and hide Theia’s power, Helena sent a fleet of Fae with earth magic to scour every misty place they could find on Midgard. When they told her of a place wreathed in mists so thick they could not pierce them, Helena went to investigate. The mists parted for her—as if they had been waiting. She found the small network of caves on Avallen … and the black salt beneath the surface.” (hofas)

It is long but what we get from this is that

Ley lines are used for moving magic and...communication between worlds

Ley lines are joined by time and space and void

The mist is a big give away for thin places

So how all of this connect to Elain and Cauldron?

When Elain got out of the cauldron...the water was "smokey"

And as if it had been tipped by invisible hands, the Cauldron turned on its side. More water than seemed possible dumped out in a cascade. Black, smoke-coated water. And Elain, as if she’d been thrown by a wave, washed onto the stones facedown. (Acomaf)

Maybe it is not smoke but mist...as in Cauldron is a thin place?

When Feyre threw the book of breathings into the Cauldron...it went to Crescent City. How? We dont know. is it bc Cauldron being a thin place between worlds?

Also Cauldron has "void in it"

I managed to stand. To take one step before I felt it. The … thing in the Cauldron. Or lack of it. It was lack and substance, absence and presence. And … it was leaking into the world.I dared a step toward it. And what I beheld in those ruins of the Cauldron… It was a void. But also not a void—a growth.It did not belong here. Belong anywhere. (Acowar)

And who cauldron is obsessed with? Elain...a seer.

In my mystics&seers post I talked about the connection between void and elain more. But in the same post I talked about Mystics and seer connection and they seem to be the same.

In hosab mystics are described like this

The old male cut in, as if he hadn’t heard a word of their hissed argument. “Most astronomers and mystics have been put out of business these days, you know. Thanks to fancy tech. And self-righteous busybodies like you,” he spat toward Bryce. She snarled at him, the sound more primal Fae than she liked, but he waved that hateful, ring-encrusted hand toward the mystics in their pools. “They were the original interweb. Any answer you wish to know, they can find it, without having to wade through the slog of nonsense out there.”

And we know how one of the mystics "went" to hel and talked one of the hel princes.

what do we know about ley lines? 👇🏻

“These lines are capable of moving magic, but also carrying communications across great distances.” Like those between the Gates of Crescent City, the way she’d spoken to Danika the day she’d made the Drop.

So what if ley lines and being mystic/seer is connected? Did that mystic use the ley lines? As in they are the communication between worlds?

And we have world walkers...

“The black salt only repels the Asteri; the mists repel everyone else. But certain people, with certain gifts, can access the power of thin places—on any world. World-walkers.” Aidas gestured gracefully to Bryce. “You are one of them. So were Helena and Theia. Their natural abilities lent themselves to moving through the mists.”

Theia was one of them.

In myths theia is:

Theia (/ˈθiːə/; Ancient Greek: Θεία, romanized: Theía, lit. 'divine', also rendered Thea or Thia), also called Euryphaessa (Ancient Greek: Εὐρυφάεσσα) "wide-shining", is one of the twelve Titans, the children of the earth goddess Gaia and the sky god Uranus in Greek mythology. She is the Greek goddess of sight and vision, and by extension the goddess who endowed gold, silver, and gems with their brilliance and intrinsic value.

Maybe sight and thin places/ley lines are more connected than we think?

Also I have been fascinated by this all this time but we have "pocket" realms or any pocket related thing...theia can do it, rhys can do it, apollion and maybe...azriel?

With theia we see this:

By the grace of the Mother, she was paranoid enough about any new allies or companions that she hid the Horn and Harp. She created a pocket of nothingness, she told me, and stashed them there. Only she could access that pocket of nothingness—only she could retrieve the Horn and Harp from its depths. (Hofas)

with apollion we have this:

The seventh and most lethal of the demon princes of Hel was in his mind- “I am not in your mind, though your thoughts ripple toward me like your world's radio waves. You and I are in a place between our worlds. A pocket-realm, as it were.”

Acomaf rhys:

Rhys reached into a bag I hadn’t realized he’d been carrying—no, one he’d summoned from whatever pocket between realms he used for storage.

And with azriel we have this:

Azriel didn’t give them a chance to exchange another word before murmuring shadows swept around them. Nesta couldn’t help clinging to Azriel, gleaning on some innate level that if she let go, she would tumble through this space between places and be lost forever.

We always known azriel's type of winnowing is different...BUT HOW DIFFERENT?

Also side note...Fionn probably has Shadow powers bc Helena and Silene both have shadow and starborn power so them taking the shadow from fionn is possible. I went into more detail about elriel connection to fionn in this post you can read it there.

So...pocket realms maybe they can somehow access space between the worlds? Thin places maybe connected to it?

Also side note this is maybe kinda crack but elriel scene also has "space between"

I saw the painting in my mind: the lovely fawn, blooming spring vibrant behind her. Standing before Death, shadows and terrors lurking over his shoulder. Light and dark, the space between their bodies a blend of the two. The only bridge of connection … that knife.

Maybe Im reading into it but the fact that the only connection "the space between" them is TT...THE KNIFE THAT CAN UNDO THINGS...the knife with gwydion can create Void. The void that is connected with the ley lines/thin places.

The end. 🫡💜

[lucybronzey]

dream big, big dreams - lucy bronze

pairing: lucy bronze x fem!reader warnings: none? no proof reading done. author's note: please note that i'm dyslexic & non-native english speaker - i make mistakes! feedback is very welcomed! enjoy! NO MINORS! 18+ READERS ONLY!

(Y/N) had always dreamed of making it big in the film industry. From a young age, the allure of the silver screen had captivated her and she spent countless hours honing her acting skills, taking on small roles in indie films and theatre productions. Her dedication and talent were undeniable, but the breakthrough role that would catapult her into the limelight seemed elusive. That was until she received a call from her agent that would change everything.

"Y/N, you might want to sit down for this," her agent said, voice trembling with excitement. "You've been shortlisted for the lead role in a major biopic."

Y/N's heart raced. "What biopic?" she asked, barely able to contain her anticipation.

"It's the story of Lucy Bronze," her agent revealed. "Her journey from grassroots football to the World Cup final in 2023."

Y/N was stunned. Lucy Bronze was a living legend in women's football, known for her tenacity, skill and inspiring journey. Playing her on screen would be a dream come true, but also a tremendous challenge. She knew she had to give it her all to honour Lucy's legacy.

The audition process was gruelling. Y/N immersed herself in studying Lucy's life, watching countless matches, interviews and documentaries. She worked tirelessly to replicate Lucy's mannerisms, her way of moving on the pitch and even her accent although she had no issue with maintaining it as Y/N already had a northern accent. When the day of the final audition arrived, Y/N felt a mix of nerves and excitement. She stepped into the room, ready to give the performance of her life.

The casting directors watched intently as Y/N delivered her scenes with raw emotion and precision. She portrayed Lucy's early struggles with poise, her triumphs with genuine joy and her moments of doubt with vulnerability. When she finished, the room was silent for a moment before the casting director spoke.

"Thank you for coming, we will give your agency a call when we have decided the outcome!"

A few days later, Y/N received the call she had been waiting for: she had been cast as Lucy Bronze.

Filming began in earnest and Y/N was thrown into a whirlwind of training and rehearsals. She worked closely with a professional football coach and team to ensure her skills on the pitch were up to par, striving to embody Lucy's athletic prowess. The transformation was intense, but Y/N embraced every moment, knowing this role was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

As part of the preparation, Y/N was scheduled to meet Lucy Bronze herself. The production team had arranged for Lucy to visit the set, providing Y/N with the chance to get firsthand insights into her life and personality. Y/N felt a mixture of excitement and nerves as she waited for Lucy to arrive.

When Lucy walked onto the set, Y/N was struck by her presence. She was even more impressive in person, radiating confidence and warmth. Lucy approached Y/N with a smile, extending her hand.

"Hi, Y/N, you alright? It's a pleasure to meet you," Lucy said, her voice friendly and genuine.

"The pleasure is all mine," Y/N replied, shaking her hand firmly. "I've been looking forward to this."

They spent the day together, with Lucy sharing stories from her career, her training routines and her experiences on and off the pitch. Y/N was captivated by Lucy's dedication and passion for the game, and she found herself deeply inspired. As they practiced football drills together, Lucy offered tips and encouragement, helping Y/N refine her technique.

"You've got a great footwork, but obviously needs some clearing and smoothen," Lucy remarked, watching Y/N manoeuvre the ball. "Just remember to stay light on your feet and always keep your eye on the ball and your team members."

Y/N nodded, absorbing every piece of advice. "Thank you, Lucy. I will take down the note from you."

As filming progressed, Y/N and Lucy developed a strong bond. They often found themselves laughing and chatting between takes, sharing stories and insights. Lucy's presence on set was a constant source of motivation for Y/N, pushing her to give her best performance.

"You've done an amazing job, Y/N. I can't wait to see the final product."

Y/N could see a mix of emotions in Lucy's eyes. "Thank you, Lucy. It have been a massive honour to portray your story."

Lucy smiled, though it was tinged with a hint of introspection. "You know, some days it's a bit weird to think there's a biopic made about me. It's surreal to watch someone else live out my life on screen."

Y/N nodded understandingly. "I can imagine. But at the same time, your story is so inspiring. It is a proper privilege to bring it to the world."

Lucy sighed softly, then grinned. "Yeah, it is exciting and I am grateful for the opportunity to share my journey. It's just a lot to take in."

With the film completed, the next phase was the press tour. Y/N and Lucy were both excited and nervous about the media frenzy that awaited them. They spent hours preparing for interviews, discussing how to present the film and share Lucy's journey with the world.

One evening, after a particularly long day of interviews, Lucy suggested she and Y/N grab dinner together.

"Let's some well-deserved take a break from all the madness and just relax," she said with a smile.

Y/N readily agreed and they found a cozy, dimly lit restaurant nestled in a quiet corner of the city of Manchester. It was the perfect escape from the flashing cameras and relentless questions. They were led to a secluded booth by the window, where the soft glow of candlelight cast a warm, intimate ambiance.

As they settled in, the waiter brought a menu filled with an array of delicious options. They decided to share a few dishes, opting for a mix of comforting favorites and adventurous new flavors. As they waited for their food, the conversation began to flow naturally.

"So, tell me, Y/N," Lucy said, leaning forward with genuine curiosity, "what inspired you to become an actress?"

Y/N smiled, appreciating Lucy's interest. "I've always loved storytelling. From a young age, I was captivated by how films could transport you to different worlds and make you feel so deeply. Acting allows me to be a part of that magic, to bring stories to life and connect with people on a profound level."

Lucy nodded thoughtfully. "I can see that passion in your performance. It's incredible to watch."

The waiter arrived with their first course, a beautifully presented array of appetizers. As they dug in, their conversation shifted to the film and its impact.

"Playing you has been such a transformative experience for me," Y/N said between bites. "It's not just about football - it is about perseverance, resilience and the power of dreams. It is about making the world of football or sports in general for the girls and women better and more accessible. Your story is so inspiring and I hope the film does its justice."

Lucy smiled warmly. "Thank you, Y/N. That means a lot - sometimes I still cannot believe it is all real. Watching you bring my journey to life on screen has been surreal, but also incredibly moving. You have managed to capture so much of who I am or was."

As the main course arrived, they continued to delve into deeper topics. Y/N was struck by Lucy's humility and openness. Despite her fame and achievements, Lucy remained grounded and genuinely interested in those around her.

"What is next for you then?" Y/N asked, curious about her future plans.

"Well," Lucy began, her eyes sparkling with excitement, "I'm looking forward to continuing my career in football until my knee says no more, but I also want to use my platform to advocate for women's sports and inspire the next generation. There's so much more to achieve, both on and off the pitch."

Y/N admired Lucy's vision and commitment. "That's amazing! You are already making such a difference for others."

As they finished their meal and ordered dessert, the atmosphere grew even more relaxed and intimate. They shared stories about their families, their favourite books and films and their dreams for the future. Y/N found herself drawn to Lucy's genuine warmth, feeling a comforting sense of safety and acceptance in her presence. The way Lucy listened intently, her eyes reflecting sincere interest and understanding, made Y/N feel truly seen and appreciated. The ease with which they connected was almost magical - conversations flowed naturally, punctuated with shared laughter and moments of mutual introspection. It was as if they had known each other for years, their bond forming effortlessly amidst the backdrop of shared stories and common passions. Y/N was captivated by Lucy’s authenticity, her ability to be both a global athletic star and a down-to-earth, empathetic individual who cared deeply about those around her.

"You know, Y/N," Lucy said softly as the evening drew to a close, the soft glow of the restaurant's ambient lighting casting a warm halo around her, "I've really enjoyed getting to know you. It's rare to find someone who understands and appreciates this journey so deeply, even though met like only a few months ago."

She paused, her gaze locking onto Y/N's with an intensity that was both tender and sincere. "Throughout my career, I've met countless people, but very few have taken the time to truly understand the nuances, the highs and lows, the sacrifices and triumphs that come with this path. You’ve not only portrayed my story with incredible accuracy and respect, but you've also delved into the heart of it, grasping the emotions and the essence behind every moment."

Lucy leaned in slightly, her voice filled with gratitude and a hint of awe. "It’s almost like you’ve lived it with me, feeling every victory and setback as if they were your own. That kind of empathy and dedication is rare and it's made this entire experience profoundly meaningful for me. It may sound way too selfish of me, but you've shown me parts of my own journey that I hadn’t fully appreciated until I saw them through your eyes."

Y/N felt a warmth spread through her at Lucy’s words, a deep sense of connection and mutual respect. "I've enjoyed getting to know you too, Lucy - more than I ever expected. Portraying you has been an honour and getting to know the person behind the legend has been an incredible privilege."

Their hands brushed against each other on the table, a silent acknowledgment of the bond they had forged, one that transcended the roles they had played and touched something deeper within both of them.

They lingered a while longer, savouring the some of the last moments of their evening together, but never knowing what future was holding for them. When they finally left the restaurant, the city lights twinkling around them, Y/N felt a deep sense of connection and possibility. She knew that their bond had only just begun to form into some sort of notion and electric sense and she was excited to see where it would lead, but never expecting anything serious to happen.

As they walked side by side through the city streets, Y/N's thoughts drifted to her own personal journey, a path marked by self-discovery and inner turmoil. For years, she had grappled with her sexuality, wrestling with the fear of rejection and the burden of societal expectations.

Growing up, Y/N had always sensed she was different, but it was not until her late teens that she began to understand her internal feelings and sense of herself. She realised she was bisexual, a revelation that was both liberating and terrifying. In the years that followed, she had slowly come to terms with her identity, but the fear of not being accepted by her family and the world at large loomed even bigger now than ever.

Now, thrust into the spotlight with the success of the biopic, Y/N felt the pressure more than ever. The media attention, the upcoming public appearances and the constant scrutiny made her anxious. She did not want to be labeled or pigeonholed, fearing it would overshadow her talent and the hard work she had put into her career. Yet, she also yearned to live authentically, without hiding a crucial part of who she was.

The bright city lights blurred into streaks as they continued their walk, Y/N’s mind swirling with thoughts. She remembered the nights spent in quiet contemplation, the moments of doubt and fear and the gradual acceptance that came with understanding herself. She had grown to know herself intimately over the years, recognising her bisexuality as a natural part of who she was. However, the fear of the world’s reaction lingered.

Her family, though loving, had traditional and rather conservative views, and Y/N worried about their acceptance. The idea of disappointing them or facing rejection was a constant shadow. Despite this, Y/N knew she couldn't keep hiding. The authenticity she craved in her professional life mirrored the honesty she sought personally.

As the evening wore on, Y/N felt a mix of vulnerability and determination. The journey ahead would not be easy, but with each step and breath she took, she felt a bit more courageous. The connection she felt with Lucy gave her hope, a reminder that she didn't have to face her struggles alone. The bond they were forming was more than just a professional connection - it was a source of strength and support, illuminating the path ahead with newfound clarity.

Their bond only deepened as they continued to work together on the press tour. The long days of interviews and appearances brought them closer, each shared experience reinforcing their connection. They laughed together, supported each other through the nerves and stress and celebrated their successes. Their chemistry became palpable, not just to them but to everyone around them.

One day, they received an invitation for a high-profile interview with Vanity Fair, a prestigious opportunity to showcase the film and their unique friendship. The preparation for the interview was meticulous, involving multiple meetings with their publicists, stylists and the Vanity Fair team. The excitement was mixed with a touch of anxiety as they both wanted to make a lasting impression.

As the day of the interview approached, Lucy's playful nature resurfaced, a welcome relief from the intensity of their schedule. They were in the dressing room, surrounded by a flurry of activity—hair and makeup artists, wardrobe assistants and photographers capturing candid moments.

"Everything okay? Ready to charm the world, Y/N?" Lucy teased, giving Y/N a wink as she adjusted her outfit in front of the mirror.

Y/N laughed, feeling a rush of warmth at Lucy's playful confidence. "Yeah, a bit anxious and only if you are by my side,"

Lucy grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Always! We make a great team, don’t we?"

Y/N nodded, their eyes meeting in the mirror. There was a moment of shared understanding, an unspoken agreement that they would support each other no matter what. The camaraderie between them was evident and it was this bond that they hoped to convey during the interview.

The Vanity Fair team arrived shortly, setting up the scene with an elegant backdrop and perfect lighting. Y/N and Lucy were seated side by side on a plush sofa, the atmosphere both professional and relaxed. The producer, a seasoned journalist known for their insightful and engaging style, greeted them warmly.

As the cameras started rolling, Y/N felt a surge of nerves, but Lucy's presence was a calming force. The producer began with questions about the film, their roles and the process of bringing Lucy's story to life. Y/N spoke about the intensive preparation, the challenges and the honour of portraying such an inspiring figure.

Throughout the interview, Lucy’s playful nature shone through. She recounted anecdotes from the set, shared behind-the-scenes moments, and teased Y/N good-naturedly. "There was this one scene where Y/N had to do a particularly tricky defending on the pitch," Lucy said, laughing. "She nailed it, but not before a few hilarious attempts!"

Y/N blushed, joining in the laughter. "It is true, yeah, I had a quite few epic fails before getting it right. But Lucy was there, cheering me on and giving me tips."

The interviewer smiled, clearly charmed by their dynamic. "Your friendship is pretty evident and quite heartwarming. How has working together on this film influenced your relationship?"

Lucy glanced at Y/N, her expression softening. "It has brought us incredibly close. Y/N has not only portrayed my story with remarkable authenticity but has also become a dear friend. We have shared so much, both professionally and personally, and getting to know each other each day."

Y/N nodded, feeling a swell of affection for Lucy. "This journey has been transformative for me. Lucy’s support and friendship have been invaluable. I believe we have formed a some sort of incredible strong hold that goes beyond the film."

As the interview continued, they delved into deeper topics, discussing the impact of Lucy's career on women's football, the challenges they both faced in their respective fields, and the importance of representation and authenticity in storytelling. The conversation flowed naturally, punctuated with moments of laughter and introspection.

When the interview finally wrapped, the interviewer remarked on their palpable connection. "You two seem to have a special kind of relationship going on I see. What's next for both of you?"

Lucy looked at Y/N, her expression filled with a mix of excitement and determination. "Well, I think we have a lot more to explore, it depends obviously in what certain areas but we shall see about it."

Y/N smiled, feeling a sense of anticipation and happiness. "I couldn’t agree more."

As they left the interview and had another sort of video shoots to do (game-like), the studio lights and the buzz of the bustling Vanity Fair office faded behind them. Lucy and Y/N stepped into the cool evening air in MediaCityUK, the soft glow of the city lights in Salford casting a gentle radiance on their faces. The excitement from the interview still lingered between them, a palpable energy that made the moment feel almost electric.

Lucy turned to Y/N, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint. She reached out, her fingers brushing lightly against Y/N's hand before clasping it firmly. Her touch was warm and reassuring, a physical reminder of their connection. As they walked side by side, Lucy’s grip on Y/N’s hand tightened just enough to convey her affection.

They strolled down the sidewalk, the city hum creating a soothing backdrop to their conversation. Lucy's playful demeanour took on a more intimate tone. She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a soft, flirtatious whisper.

“You know,” she murmured, her breath tickling Y/N’s ear, “you looked absolutely stunning in there. But I have to admit, it’s hard to focus on anything other than how good you look right now.”

Y/N felt a shiver of excitement at Lucy's proximity, the warmth of her breath mingling with the cool evening air. She turned slightly towards Lucy, catching the glint of her eyes and the teasing smile that played on her lips. The affectionate gesture and the whisper sent a rush of warmth through Y/N, mingling with the lingering adrenaline from the interview.

In that moment, Y/N's heart raced uncontrollably, a flurry of butterflies erupting in her stomach as if they were fluttering wildly in an unrestrained dance. Her breaths became shallow and the adrenaline from the interview seemed to intertwine with the new, heady sensations stirring within her. It was as though her emotions and hormones were performing an exhilarating ballet, twisting and swirling in a whirlwind of delight and anticipation.

Every touch and whisper from Lucy felt like a jolt of electric current, igniting a cascade of warm, tingling sensations that coursed through her veins. The gentle squeeze of Lucy’s hand was both comforting and thrilling, creating a potent mix of affection and attraction. Y/N’s senses were heightened - her pulse raced and her skin felt hypersensitive to Lucy’s closeness.

The butterflies in her stomach were not just fluttering but performing somersaults, sending waves of exhilaration through her body. It was as if every nerve ending was on high alert, responding to Lucy’s playful and flirtatious demeanor with an unspeakable rush of emotions. This heady cocktail of feelings left Y/N breathless and dazed, swept up in the intoxicating blend of connection and attraction that made her heart skip and her mind reel.

In Lucy’s presence, Y/N felt a thrilling uncertainty, a thrilling mix of vulnerability and excitement that was both exhilarating and disorienting. It was a moment charged with possibility, where the boundaries between professional respect and personal desire blurred, leaving Y/N with a deep, almost overwhelming sense of wonder and anticipation for what lay ahead.

As the evening drew to a close, Y/N and Lucy decided it was time to head back to their hotel. They ordered a cab, the cool night air brushing against their faces as they waited for it to pull up. The city lights sparkled around them, creating a magical backdrop for the end of their enchanting evening.

When the cab arrived, Lucy opened the door for Y/N with a playful bow. "After you, my lady," she said with a charming grin. Y/N laughed, feeling the warmth of Lucy's humour and the closeness they had shared throughout the night.

Once inside the cab, they settled into the backseat, their knees brushing together in the confined space. Lucy’s hand found Y/N’s once more, their fingers interlocking in a way that felt both natural and intimate. The soft hum of the cab’s engine and the gentle sway of the ride created a cocoon of comfort around them.

Lucy leaned in, her voice low and inviting. "I have to say, you looked absolutely radiant tonight. It’s not just the lights—there’s something about you that just... shines."

Y/N felt a delightful flutter in her stomach at Lucy’s words, the butterflies she’d been feeling earlier now a more insistent dance. The close proximity and Lucy’s soft, flirtatious tone made her pulse quicken, each moment heightening the sense of excitement and attraction between them.

Their conversation continued, punctuated by soft laughter and meaningful glances. They spoke about their favorite moments from the evening, the highlights of the interview, and their mutual admiration for each other’s efforts. Every touch and glance was charged with an unspoken connection, making the ride feel like a continuation of their earlier, more intimate exchange.

As the cab neared their hotel, Lucy’s gaze lingered on Y/N with a look of genuine affection and playful mischief. She gently squeezed Y/N’s hand, her thumb brushing lightly against Y/N’s skin.

“It is going to sound a bit silly, but,” she said softly, her breath warm against Y/N’s ear, “I am truly glad we got to share this evening together again. It has been one of those magical evenings that I will remember for a long time.”

Y/N’s heart raced, a rush of emotions and hormones swirling within her. The blend of Lucy’s touch and her words created a thrilling mix of vulnerability and excitement. “I am glad too,” Y/N replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “Tonight has been insane and incredible.”

The taxi pulled up to their hotel, the building’s lights casting a welcoming glow. As they stepped out, Lucy took Y/N’s hand once more, guiding her towards the entrance with a gentle yet purposeful touch. The night was far from over and the sense of anticipation for what lay ahead was palpable.

As they entered the hotel, Y/N and Lucy walked towards the elevator, their steps in sync but their thoughts racing with the anticipation of the evening’s end. The soft hum of the elevator echoed in the quiet lobby as the doors slid open. They stepped inside, the confined space amplifying the sense of intimacy that had been building between them all night.

Lucy pressed the button for their floor and as the lift doors closed, they were left in the small, intimate enclosure, alone with their thoughts and feelings. The tension between them was available being cut with a sharp knife, the air thick with unspoken words and emotions. Y/N could feel the electricity crackling between them, each heartbeat seeming louder than the last.

Lucy turned to Y/N, her eyes meeting Y/N’s with an intensity that made Y/N’s breath catch. There was a moment of stillness, a charged silence that seemed to stretch out as they stood so close together. Lucy’s gaze softened, her lips curving into a mischievous yet tender smile.

Before Y/N could fully process the shifting energy, Lucy closed the distance between them. Her hand gently cupped Y/N’s cheek, her touch warm and reassuring. Y/N’s heart raced in a very fast pace, almost like having a heart attack, her senses heightened by Lucy’s closeness. Then, without warning, Lucy leaned in and pressed her lips against Y/N’s in a quick, surprising kiss.

The contact was brief but electric, a jolt of sensation that left Y/N's head spinning. The softness of Lucy’s lips and the suddenness of the kiss were both thrilling and overwhelming. When Lucy pulled back slightly, their faces remained inches apart, their breath mingling in the confined space of the lift.

Y/N’s pulse was skyrocketing, her emotions in a tumultuous whirl of excitement and longing. Her lips parted in a breathless whisper, her voice trembling with desire.

“Don’t stop,” she whispered, her eyes locked onto Lucy’s with a mixture of hope and need.

Lucy’s eyes sparkled with a blend of surprise and warmth at Y/N’s words. Without hesitation, she leaned in again, her lips meeting Y/N’s with a deeper, more lingering kiss. The world outside the lift seemed to disappear as they lost themselves in the kiss, the gentle pressure and tender exploration of their lips creating a sense of connection that was both exhilarating and profound.

The lift continued its slow ascent, but inside the small space, time seemed to stand still. The kiss deepened, becoming a dance of intimacy and passion, each touch and caress conveying the emotions they had both been feeling throughout the evening. When they finally pulled apart, their breaths were quick and uneven, their faces flushed with the intensity of the moment.

Lucy looked at Y/N with a smile that was both affectionate and full of promise.

“I’m glad you said that,” she murmured, her voice low and sincere. “I have been waiting for this moment to happen.”

Y/N smiled back, feeling a rush of happiness and excitement. “Same words, likewise.”

As the lift reached their floor and the doors slid open, they stepped out into the hallway, their hands intertwined within a mere second. The shared kiss had only heightened the sense of anticipation for the rest of the evening or future. As they walked towards their rooms, Y/N could not shake the feeling that this was the beginning of something truly special, a night that would mark the start of a deeper connection between them.

[bismuth-209]

it is the end of summer in the northern hemisphere and this means that many people are having first days of school.

i am going to give you some advice for making friends on first days. this can be the first day of school, but also of various jobs, and it doesn't necessarily need to be executed on the first day, but i think it probably works best if you're part of a larger group of people who mostly don't know eachother, are nervous, and about to spend time together whether you like it or not. so first days of school!

i'm going to try to be as explicit in this advice as possible, to make it as easy to follow as possible for people who struggle with social conventions (hiii fellow autistics)

the first step: wear something easy to compliment

this not the item in your closet that makes you look the best/prettiest.

it might be! but if the main feature of a garment is that it makes you look sexy, it can also be somewhat awkward to compliment without seeming flirtatious and we're looking for friends.

what we're looking for is cool and potentially you being able to say some things about it

cool can mean:

band tshirt

pretty graphic tshirt

puffy sleeves

noticeably long or poofy skirt

ANYTHING selfmade. if you have a selfmade thing that's wearable, wear it, even if it's not perfect. especially if it's not perfect even. if people can tell it's likely handmade it's a very easy thing to compliment

jewelry, particularly unusual jewelry

and a number of other things! things that stand out a bit are good in general.

bags and such can also work here if you have a unique one, such as with added pins.

step 2: compliment others

it can be very scary to walk up to people and say something! but to me it's less scary if i remember: they're likely also nervous, even if they don't show it AND i'm going to make them feel good for at least a moment.

now not every compliment is most suited for this situation. in general you want to compliment on something that they have (taken) control over. this means clothes are almost always a safe bet, and dyed hair is too (step 1 becomes pretty much unnecessary if your hair is already dyed btw)

things like hair texture or natural colour, eye colour, skin texture, those are features i would not go for because the individual you're trying to make friends with usually hasn't taken control over those, or if they have (see: pressure on black people to relax their hair) they might be of the mindset that it's just what they do to look normal/be accepted. similarly, natural looking makeup with no adventurous colours, while still an impressive display of skill, is not what we're looking for.

if someone's eyelid are covered in hot pink pigment, it's probably safe to walk up to someone and say "hi! i love your makeup!"

and then

after you compliment someone they're likely to say thanks, feel a bit good about themselves, and then either talk about the thing you complimented them on "i got the palette from revolution makeup! really recommend them" or, and this is why step 1 was important, say something about you. by having something that's easy to compliment you are making it easier for people to talk to you.

(although the other person might choose a variety of different paths, they could also just ask about your classes or hobbies or talk more about the thing you complimented them about. or they might be an even more socially awkward bean than you and not say much at all)

i have had good experiences with using this "technique" last year when a friend gave me the tip. and i hope you will too!

please feel fre to add on other advice for people wanting to make friends

[ceallachs]

Redesigned Fantasy AU Akira 🍁👑

→ Akira 🍁 BakuTodo Love Child

He is a bit different from the usual Akira I draw in MHA timeline; you can read more about him below!

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Some Trivia:

The Crown Prince and son of the current rulers, Bakugou Katsuki & Todoroki Shouto.

Akira is fluent in both Northern and Southern dialects. He more commonly speaks and writes in Northern dialect (Shouto’s language) unless speaking with Katsuki, with whom he uses the latter.

He is a seasoned ice magic user but is also skilled in swords.

He can play a variety of instruments such as piano and violin, taught to him by his parents.

Kirishima Zen is his personal attendant and bodyguard.

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"Your Highness, someone here came to visit you," Zen calls out into the room before opening the door wider, whispering a small 'go on' as a girl takes a step inside.

“Y-Your Highness!" she chirps in a small voice, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear before quickly adjusting her hold on the box in her hands. "My a-apologies for interrupting your morning tea. The King had this delivered for you, so um, ah…"

Akira turns a page from his book, eyes not leaving the text, but he makes a casual gesture to one of the seats in the room. “Thank you. You can leave it there."

Miki is a cheerful young girl, bright eyes and all smiles. Zen had the pleasure of meeting her the night before and had witnessed her excitement fitting into her new uniform. But now in front of the prince, she is quite demure. Understandable; this is her first time speaking with Akira and she is close to his age.

"O-Okay!"

Her cheeks turn pink as she scrambles into the room to deposit the box on an empty seat. She gets distracted through it, slowed in her movements to observe the prince in silent awe, and almost peers at him under his fringe once she's close.

"Is there anything else?"

"N-No! I mean – thank you, Your Highness!" Miki backs away and straightens up in a panic, pushing her palms down her skirt to mask a nervous laugh. "I’ll be going now!" She does a little curtsy then, pausing once more to get one last look at Akira before turning for the door. Zen gives her an approving grin and a thumbs up on her way out, and takes note of her own smile reaching from ear to ear.

"Who was that?" Akira asks once they're alone. He hasn't moved from his seat, seemingly still absorbed in his book, but Zen sees him visibly relax when he lifts his cup to his lips.

“The grandchild of the retired Misaki-san, she started work today. Very excitable, that one. Cute, too." Zen chuckles as he glances at the box she left behind; he guesses it's an item of clothing considering the size and the large bow tied around it. "You could have asked her yourself, you know. You didn’t even look at her. Honestly, as the heir, you should set an example to–”

Akira sets his cup back down on the saucer, the punctuated clink of it, though not harsh, interrupting Zen's words. “I won't be taking over the throne until the next few decades.”

Zen smiles inwardly and tips the teapot over Akira’s empty cup. The clink of ceramic and the wisp of book pages fill the silence between them, and after a beat, Zen says, “Your eyes really are pretty. You can’t blame anyone who wants to look.”

Akira spares him a glance, the first of the day, clearly not pleased but not quite angry either. More exasperated than anything. Specks of silver and gold glint in his gray and crimson eyes, beauty and emotion manifested in one look and proving Zen's point – not that anyone but he can see this right now.

Sighing, Akira leans back on his chair and rests the side of his jaw on his knuckles. Zen almost mourns the loss of Akira’s gaze when his eyelids flutter close, his book now left forgotten on his lap.

"Well, I'm not going to tell you her name, so you can ask her yourself once you see her again. Introduce yourself like a good prince." Zen says playfully as he takes the novel from Akira’s lap, closes it, and places it on the table instead. He sees Akira's brows furrow but doesn't make an effort to retort and it feels like a victory, somewhat. "She's not going to turn into stone if you look at her."

"You don't understand."

Akira doesn't elaborate, and it stays quiet for the rest of the morning.

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Context:

* Heterochromia is known to be an extremely rare physical feature, said to be blessed only to those of royal blood as evidenced by one of the current rulers, Todoroki Shouto, and his ancestors before him. Although such a feature is a symbol of nobility, power, and prestige, Akira considers his heterochromia as a source of insecurity. Everyone knows who he is, and those who don’t, need only to look at his eyes. He feels that his eyes hinder how people treat him and even to some extent judge him for it, so he has started avoiding making direct eye contact with anyone who is not familiar with him unless necessary. He also started growing his hair out a bit for the same reason, finding it helps to “hide” his eyes.

[red-hibiscus]

A bit on my linguistic research on LGBT Thai speech

Back in university I took a field documentation course w/ Thai as the target language. My final project was of course LGBT and Thai. The native speaker we researched off of (a linguistics phd candidate) was a gay man himself. So he was able to give me some extra info I wouldn't have been able to find on my own.

He told me that the [x] sound (voiceless velar fricative) can be heard in the northern thai dialect.... or it could be perceived as the speaker being lgbt. [s] is thought to also be pronounced as more dental (closer to tip of teeth).

Also told me that [paŋ] (pronounced bang) is sort of a newer word for trans men. And of course I can't really find info on it just like it was hell finding info on lgbt linguistics in general (worse if it's in a language you don't speak).

Thai does have gendered pronouns and endings. It has a gender neutral pronoun, but it's not really suited for daily use. So yea it can be difficult for nonbinary people. However the native speaker also emphasized that a lot of the time you can kind of get away with avoiding gendered stuff since Thai is a pro-drop language. Plus as I'm sure thai drama enjoyers noticed, people often use their name or title as a pronoun.

The pronoun [lɔ̀n], if used in a certain way, can be interpreted as being from the lgbt community. It’s originally a feminine 3rd person singular pronoun. However now it’s also being used as a 2nd person singular pronoun. The latter is almost exclusively used by LGBT people, especially transgender people. Though gay people may also use it too. So if used in that way, listeners might assume that the speaker is LGBT.

Thats all I have for now. Thai speakers please add things or correct me!! I don't speak Thai myself aside from things I picked up during that class. I took the class a while ago so memory is a bit hazy on some things. A lot of the info I got is from research articles given to me from the speaker, or things he told me during our 1-on-1 meeting. Not that I think he's giving me bad info at all, the man is literally born and raised in Thailand, was in thailand at the time of my research. Just that there's limited info available for me (plus he's not trans himself, just a lovely ally). That and sociolinguistics is not his specialty.

p.s. if any thai speakers (or anyone) wants to talk about lgbt linguistics with me please do

p.p.s teach me thai please and thank you

[dearreader]

ooh I (fellow Californian) feel very similarly about how 911 does/doesn't deal with wildfires. Because yes, it is worth pointing out that them never being called to real wildfires is absurd. Like, one of my parents works for CalFire in Northern California and still regularly gets sent 6-9 hours southward to fight wildfires. San Bernadino county gets TONS of wildfires and it is completely unrealistic for the 118 to never get called to any of them. And there's so much opportunity there too!

In my head I hope eventually they do a Pioneertown episode where the 118 gets called out for a wildfire but also gets to explore the cool Hollywood cowboy town! Because yeah the show isn't realistic at all for so many reasons but wildfire eps would be FUN and they should DO IT

yes thank you!!!! i don’t think people who haven’t seen wildfires up close or how communities respond understand that everyone does help with them. i literally am from socal and went to college in norcal and talked to the firefighters who visited my job if they knew my uncle and it was fine!! and even if that wasn’t the case… this show has made it clear it’s not grounded in reality, and that’s okay! but since it’s not grounded in reality the 118 can be called to help!! (i mean they were giving tips over the phone to passengers on a plane)

and i completely understand why the writers don’t want to do fires. it’s a very real and sensitive subject to a lot of us. but i also remember when that gender reveal party started a huge wildfire basically every californian was making jokes about it because WE WERE SO PISSED OFF! like, i saw an entire town burn down in college and was friends with people who lost their homes and basically their entire life. i saw the homeless population increase tenfold and people constantly turning blind eyes to them. this past summer another fire, more deadly than the one i experienced, broke out in my college town and i was checking in on my friend everyday until i knew she was safely evacuated.

yes, i understand why the show doesn’t want to do an episode like that. but i also think this show can do it pretty well if they wanted to. this show is really good at handling a lot of disasters and i think it could actually show first hand what it’s like to live through wildfires.

anyway, sorry for the rant but yes you’re right

[olympeline]

You ever get struck with an idea for a multi-chapter, 100k+ word fic out of nowhere and you’re just: Damn, son, if only I had the free time to devote to bringing this word child into the world. It would be glorious

I was going about real life and I suddenly thought: #ScotFrUK #Enemies to Lovers #medieval kings and princes AU #Slow Burn #Angst With A Happy Ending. It would be so mmm *chef’s kiss* So good

Like, imagine it’s the early days of the Auld Alliance but it was much more of a big deal than in our world. To the extent that the king of France sends one of his sons to wed the Scottish king, Alasdair, to cement their pact against the English. Francis is reluctant, but obeys. Happily, he and Alasdair turn out to have what TV Tropes would call a Perfectly Arranged Marriage. A real opposites attract deal. They had to marry out of necessity, but soon neither would be with anyone else.

So, there’s the lovers. Where’s the enemy?

Arthur: 🫡

There we go. Arthur is a prince too. But, unlike Francis, he’s both an only child and the heir. Meanwhile Francis is a second or third son. Hence why he was sent away to wed sexy scotsmen instead of staying home to rule. Anyway, Arthur’s father is still alive, but old and sick and noone expects him to live much longer. Arthur comes back from leading England’s army on the continent and his Evil Uncle™ (who has been de facto king thanks to Arthur’s dad’s illness) immediately sends him north to Scotland. Deliberately misleading Arthur about the strength of Alasdair’s forces in the hopes of getting his nephew killed. Then Evil Uncle™ just has to wait for the old king to die and presto: England’s throne is his

So, Arthur and his men get fed some story about Scottish barbarians pillaging northern English villages and cross the border to try and break up this ragtag bandit hoard. Only to be met with the full force of the highlands army, led by the dreaded King Alasdair himself (gee, I wonder who could have tipped them off? Oh Evil Uncle™ you incorrigible scamp, you).

The English troops are badly outnumbered and are soon crushed and scattered. Those that aren’t killed are sent fleeing desperately for the border, Arthur among them. But he’s captured before he can get to safety and dragged before Alasdair. Arthur is smart enough not to reveal his true identity and manages to pass as a knight. Alasdair takes him back to his castle as a “gift” for his beloved Francis

See, despite their instant connection, Alasdair still worries life in the highlands isn’t enough for Francis. That his love will eventually tire of a life that’s more rugged and spartan than he’s used to. Tire and long to return to the rich splendour of France. Spoiler: he won’t. But Alasdair still worries and so gives his king consort a captive English manservant to torment. Hoping it will distract Francis from his (imagined) homesickness. Oh Alasdair, you silly soft headed twit. Francis doesn’t need distracting. Not when he has you ❤️

Either way, Arthur - still hiding his true identity - is presented to Francis. After that it’s the slow burn, enemies to lovers between all three of them. With plenty of ups and downs, and tension and drama (relationship and political) mixed in. Francis, still so in love with Alasdair, but sweating bullets over how attracted he is to Arthur. Alasdair, trying to quash his own attraction to their “guest” while also drowning in longheld feelings of inadequacy that are only getting worse. And Arthur wrestling with the guilt and self-loathing over the fact that he is indeed falling for his captors: the enemies of his people. Give me all that angst and drama and other good stuff! Pretty please

And pretty please also give me the eventual first sexy time. With royal husbands Alasdair and Francis seducing Arthur together, Arthur getting the full 👉👌👈 losing all his inhibitions, and loving every minute of it

Urggh. I want to write it. I really do. I shouldn’t, but I really, really want to

[anexperimentallife]

el has gotten so big! crazy to think how much time has passed. hope your family's doing well, and i'll definitely spread the wishlist/any donation posts

Thank you! We're doing alright now. Well past the crisis at this point, and just struggling to pay off all the debt from The Situations while also trying to save for the surgeries and other treatments I need (thanks to long COVID).

As long as the China situation doesn't escalate, we SHOULD be okay. Hope you're doing well, too! (If you weren't aware, China is beefing with both the Philippines and Taiwan, to the point at which the US is about to pour a bunch of troops onto the northern tip of our island.)

And yeah, El is like, 93 or 94 cm now! She's starting preschool in the fall! The few pics of her I post these days, I'm pretty careful with-- I mean, she loves the idea of our friends seeing her pics, but she's three, so it's my job to make sure there's nothing floating around that will embarrass her when she gets older.

(And I don't post very many pics of her AT ALL anymore because of that one weirdo. What kind of sicko makes rape threats against a literal BABY?)

On donations... On the one hand, yeah, it'd sure be nice to not be in so much debt (and having to go into MORE debt for my crutches, teeth, etc.), but there are so many people suffering so much worse (especially in Gaza, Sudan, Ukraine, Congo, Darfur, and so on--and even in the US and other so-called "developed" countries) that I wasn't even really comfortable posting that wishlist link for my crutch pads and stuff. @thesurestthing was like, "a donation post just gives them the OPTION; it doesn't actually take away from anyone else."

Thing is, our daily needs are taken care of, so while we're not in the greatest shape, we're able to keep our heads above water. (If that English school hadn't backed out on sponsoring Zoey's work visa we'd be in EXCELLENT shape. That 800 bucks a month would have gone a long way here, but they reneged at the last minute--AFTER they had assigned her students, even!)

So I dunno. I would welcome your thoughts on whether I should do another donation post.

[cepheusgalaxy]

Hello! This is the one who asked for tips on 12yo Brazilian OC.

Thank you so much for all the tips, you give me so many I don't even think of. I will re-read them later.

May I ask something else please? You gave me the titles for dramas and it's so helpful! I actually need them so I can familiarise myself with the country. Thank you.

This time, I want suggestions for Brazilian novels, so I can read how Brazilian people write about themselves. Do you have any recs for me? Preferably those who have English translation because...of course.

Maybe those which have drama and slice of life as genres, but anything is okay.

Drama/telenovelas for teenagers/adults recommendations are welcome too, so I can have the more mature POV. Also, recommending Brazilian Lifestyle Youtubers is great too if you know some!

Hello anon! I'm glad my answer was useful to you :)

Now, first, of all, I thought a little about some books and shows and movies to recommend you, but I also wanted to disclaim a very relevant aspect of brazilian media that you may not know:

Most of the media we consume here is foreign.

For starters, let's say that finding a fan of "national literature" how we call it is kind of unusual. Most of the hits we have here (Percy Jackson, godforsaken Harry Potter, Pollyanna, Pride and Prejudice, The Matrix, Disney movies, I could go on) are all from the US or other Northern countries. Brazilian media is highly americanized. Take that plus manga and anime and also recently korean dorama, little of what we have comes from here.

If you asked, say, a random young adult in the street to tell you about a good Brazilian book, they'd probably just know the Old Classics like Machado de Assis or Jorge Amado, the kinds of books we have to read for school to answer a test. Those very old, very famous books that use of an arcaic Portuguese that is really hard to understand, especially if you're just doing it for a grade.

Most people's favorite shows, favorite book series, favorite movies... they're mostly all from the US.

This is pretty annoying, to be honest, to not find any "famous" or popular brazilian books. Shows and movies have more luck, but it's still tough out there. Finding media that's really from here sometimes it's not even compensating, so mostly we just stick with what comes from the outside. So, even if your character is brazilian, I think it wouldn't be unreasonable for her to just watch a lot of USamerican shows, like USamerican movies and read USamerican book series.

Now, since we've taken that out of the way, I have here some media sorted by medium and target audience for your purposes! There may be really frustrating to find actual brazilian stories out there, but that doesn't mean we don't have them!

Books:

Um Milhão de Finais Felizes - English title: "A Million Happy Endings". Genre: Queer romance. Story about young gay adult who wants to write a book but can't bring himself to. If I remember well it's a coming of age story. Rate: I'd say it's a teen to YA story.

Enquanto Eu Não Te Encontro - Couldn't find any records of an English version. Rough translation: "While I Can't Find You". Description: Queer romance about a guy who meets a dude in a bar and they fall in love. They lose contact and the protagonist tries to let it go untill they finally meet again. Rate: Teen to Young Adult.

Os Karas - English title: "Karas Chronicles". Description: A book series about a bunch of teenagers who solve misteries and defeat bad forces. Has about 5 volumes, I think, but I'm not sure. Maybe more. Rate: Tween to Teen.

A Hora da Estrela - English title: Hour of the Star. Description: I haven't really read it, but it's some romance and this is a really classic one. Rate: I have no idea but I know adults like it.

Nó na Garganta - Couldn't find any record of an English version (which SUCKS because this is a really interesting slice of life). Rough translation: Lump in the Throat. Description: Slice of life-ish. Story about a young black girl that moves with her family to the countryside, in a town full of whiter and richer kids than her. She tries hard to make friends, find a way to have fun and deal with expectations at home. Rate: Tween

Luna Clara & Apolo Onze - I'm not sure if there is an English version, but Onze means Eleven if you wanna try your luck looking for it. The rest of the title should be about the same. Info: About a girl in North Desatino who is waiting for her father to come back, and she watches every day for a sign of him, who is said to carry a cloud of rain on his head at all times; on the South, a boy has a forever lasting birthday party, when a stranger brings rain inside his house and he decided to help him. Has some romance and is a story with non-chronollogical chapters and is really funky. But it's pretty cool. Rate: I'd say is for tweens and teens.

Any book from Coleção Vaga-Lume - it's a collection with many many stories for children and teens and I haven't read a lot of them but it was more popular, I think, around three decades ago. I read a few as a child and they are really fun, some mistery here and there.

Movies:

O Auto Da Compadecida - English title: "A Dog's Will". Info: This is probably the most classic movie that is out there. It is adapted from a play with the same name (in Portuguese, "auto" means theathre play) and is a comedy movie about two really poor guys; one who is sweet-tongued and mischievous, and the other who is always telling way less-convincing and absurdist lies. The story follows them getting in trouble and making more trouble to escape the first one. "O Auto Da Compadecida" got translated as A Dog's Will, but a more accurate translation would be "Holy Mary's Play". It's a really fun movie. Rate: Family/All ages.

Minha Mãe É Uma Peça - English title: "My Mom is a Character". Info: Another classic and very loved comedy about a housewife who, tired from her family, leaves her children with their rich father and rich stepmother and goes to her aunt's house, to complain about her life. It's quite a masterpiece and I think it has two sequels, but I can't say how good they are cuz I haven't seen them. Rate: Family/All Ages.

Os Salafrários - English title: "Get the Grift". Another comedy movie about two siblings running from the law and their complicated relationship. Rate: Family/All ages.

Tô Ryca - English title: "I'm Rich". Info: Yet another comedy movie (sorry, that's all i watch lmao since i'm not a big movie watcher) about a working class woman who, one day, finds out to have a huge inheritance from a recently dead lady who is apparently her grandmother. However, to earn the money, she must pass one test: To spend 30mi reais (a brazilian real is about 1/5 usd) in thirty days. Rate: Family/All Ages.

Alice Jr - Info: Queer comedy/romance about a trans girl named Alice who temporarily moves to a small town in the countryside; for as long as her father has to stay there for finishing a job, Alice must survive her (temporary) new life with new people, new friends, new enemies, and a catholic school. Rate: I'm not completely sure but i'd also bet For All Ages or Teens.

Movies with Lázaro Ramos - I'm not a big fan like my mom for example, but he's a famous actor who apparently did a lot of great movies, so you could also check them out.

Shows:

De Volta Aos 15 - English title: Back to 15. Info: I'm not really the target audience so I haven't really touched it, but overall is a show about a woman who by some sort of magic becomes 15 years old again. I'm pretty sure it's a highschool drama. Rate: Children and Tweens, I suppose.

Turma da Mônica: Cine Gibi - I don't know if there is any English dub or subtitled version but I'm confident there is. I mentioned Turma da Mônica (Monica n' Friends, for you) in the other post, but I didn't really explained what it is. It's basically a big comic franchise that's really really popular and had one director for what, 60 years? Now it's his gay son directing the thing but back to the plot, it's about four children in a neighbourhood that live some funky adventures with caricaturesque characters, leaded by the protagonist, Mônica, who has herculeous force and is known as the boss of the street. The franchise got a few episode adaptations, but the one I'm talking about is a collection of about ten episodes of short stories that follow the premise that all the HQs get in an animation-ator made by one of the reocurring characters, who is an inventor, and they all get together in the theathre to see it. They also frequently break the fourth wall. Rate: Children and Tweens.

Novellas (mostly for teens, children and young teens/tweens):

Chiquititas

Carrossel

As Aventuras de Pollyanna

Carinha de Anjo

and many many many many more. My classmates usually watch novellas for older people as well, like the 6PM one or the 8PM one which i have no idea which are, but if you want to look for them i have the impression that it won't be really hard. Although, be warned, their episodes are usually 1h long and the shows last like forever. Like One Piece or smth, idk.

[solarpunkpresentspodcast]

Happy Spring!

Hello, solarpunks! And HAPPY SPRING. Woot! Woot! It’s finally here!

This year, it feels like the ancient Persian tradition of Nowruz are everywhere. Or, at least, it feels like they’ve popped up this week in every online news service I peruse. As have articles filled with top tips for spring cleaning. Meanwhile, although Passover is still a month away, Easter is coming up fast.

All of this has me wondering, how do I want to mark the Sun’s having crossed the Equator? How do I want to bid briefly goodbye to winter, and pat myself on the back for surviving that duration which, where I’m living now, is so grey, wet, chilly, muddy, flooded, and miserable?

I’ve also been wondering how a solarpunk community might celebrate the return of the green, fecund, and growing time of the year. Because what could be more solarpunk than a big party with feasting, music, dancing, bunnies, community, hope, rebirth, and love?! Or, how would people in general celebrate spring in a future where people value what’s good and spiritually moving about traditions but shun the aspects of organized religion that are dangerous, repressive, abusive, racist, misogynistic, controlling, and patriarchal?

It’s kind of weird growing up on the secular periphery of Easter/Passover. I feel like it’s one of my favorite holidays and yet, I don’t quite know what to do with it. Having not ever been Christian, I don’t feel the need to celebrate the resurrection of a martyr who means nothing to me. How can I be thankful for being saved from my sins if I can’t even grasp the concept of sin! (It is possible to be as moral as just about everyone else without feeling like there are such things as sins.) Not having been raised in any religious tradition, nor do I feel the urge to engage in a rite to protect my household from evil or witchcraft, nor do I feel the need to celebrate the Exodus, even though, through the murdered segment of my family that I never met, I almost certainly had ancestors who took part in it.

But spring! I love spring! And I do want to welcome it back. So, I’m all for ditching the moveable feast aspect of Easter and Passover, pegging the celebration of spring to the vernal equinox. This just makes sense and it returns the festival back to its pre-Christian and pre-Judean roots. Not that I’m any sort of practitioner of a pagan religion. And not there needs to be an originalist observation of the spring celebration. It’s just that I personally feel more connection to the astronomical and ecological aspects of the celebration than the theological ones. I also think adding a spring celebration on the vernal equinox would include everyone while simultaneously not precluding anyone from having a religious observation of Easter or Passover. It does overlap with Nowruz, but that wouldn’t need to be a problem. If people are already celebrating on the equinox, I say, keep it up!

In addition to just the plain old idea of a Welcome Back, Spring! celebration, I’m also personally totally for the colorfully dyed or hand painted hard boiled eggs, chocolate eggs, chocolate bunnies, panoramic sugar eggs, jelly beans, and marshmallow chicks (and marshmallow chick art) aspect of the Celebration of the Arrival of Spring (but, egads, we need to come up with a better name for the celebration). I’m also totally for a big bunny bringing that basket of sweets and hiding brightly dyed eggs in the backyard. I’d even be fine with replacing it with a gigantic hen. I must, however, say non to the the blessed, flying, chocolate dropping church bells the French went for because a bunny was just not Catholic enough.

Another tradition that I know and love is the Germanic/Northern European burning of an Easter bonfire, even if all that smoke gives me asthma and you have to be careful not to roast hedgehogs or bunnies. That being said, though, these huge bonfires, held the night or two before Easter, are now more about beer and sausages, chatting with the neighbors, and getting rid of all the debris you trimmed off your garden’s bushes and trees during winter than a deeply moving mystical celebration of the arrival of spring. Still, that’s not too many steps away from drinking alcohol and dancing wildly around a bonfire in order to banish winter and welcoming spring.

I also love the Germanic/Northern European tradition of hanging colorful eggs (these days made of paper or plastic) on a tree for a few weeks before Easter. And I love the Slavic tradition of intricately dyeing eggshells (although blowing the innards out of the eggs is a good way to make yourself dizzy—or perhaps I need to work on my technique).

And spring cleaning of your home and relationships, as I’ve heard is a part of Nowruz, also sounds super to mark the end of winter and the beginning of spring. Free your life of dirt and clutter! Wash the windows to improve your view! And make true amends to your friends and family for the niggles and failings of the past year so you may start anew with a tidier slate.

And the aspect of all of these celebrations like Easter, Passover, and Nowruz that involves bringing loved ones together to partake in a feast after the long months of winter darkness and perhaps also fasting sounds like the wisest, most wonderful part of a spring celebration.

If I was a part of a real life solarpunk community, or if I had a family that was amenable to altering their own traditions, those are the aspects of the celebration of spring that I’d weave back together into a new tradition. And I’d mash in a bit of Earth Day as well, celebrating, not just the arrival of spring, but the start of that year’s greening and growing of ecosystems everywhere (at least in the Northern Hemisphere). The spring celebration would be a time to celebrate new life and new growth in general and the health of, our respect for, and our connection to the natural world.

Okay, though, there are still wrinkles to work out. Like, what about the Southern Hemisphere? We’d have to move the spring celebration away from Easter/Passover and shift it to the austral spring in the Southern Hemisphere. And I’m not at all sure what a spring celebration would mean for people living in the tropics, which are not terribly seasonal. A spring celebration is definitely more of a higher latitude happening, ecologically speaking, so if you take the Abrahamic religion aspects out, I’m not sure what you’re left with in the tropics to unite people in celebration.

But hang on. I’m getting off track. I’m not trying to invent a new feast for everyone in the world. Just dreaming of how I’d celebrate the arrival of spring with family and friends if I was given free rein. I’d have chocolate, and bunnies, and colorful eggs, and colorful eggs hanging on trees, and a bonfire we’d dance around all night long, and a big feast with family and friends. And spring cleaning (beforehand) and a making of amends to love ones and maybe also to Earth. Because a spring celebration done my way would deeply involve loving and appreciating the Earth whose surface we live on.

But what about you? Comment below! If you could reinvent our celebration of the arrival of spring in the Northern Hemisphere, or start a celebration of the arrival of spring in the Southern Hemisphere, what would you want to include in it? What are your favorite parts of Easter/Passover/Nowruz/etc? Do you come from a family that carves butter lambs or does something similarly spectacular? What do you eat for your feast? Do you dye eggs? Do you paint them? I have so many questions!!! And I’d love to hear all of the things that you do to celebrate Easter, Passover, Nowruz, or anything else along these lines, or what cool ideas you can share from spring celebrations from cultures around the world. And I want to see photos of your Peeps dioramas and your gorgeously dyed eggs and anything else beautiful and breathtaking that you create for your celebration of spring!

[cfstyle]

half  finished  mugs  of  coffee.  unanswered  texts.  stick  and  poke  tattoos.  sleeping  through  your  alarm.  sarcastic  comments.  rolled  up  sleeves.  a  collection  of  lighters.  chipped  nail  polish.  worn  down  sneakers.  bruised  knuckles  and  a  boyish  grin.  flipping  off  the  camera.  

intro.

*      logan lerman   .   cis  man   .   he/him   .      /      that’s   cameron   stewart   walking    into   monroe’s   diner   -   you   know   ,   the   thirty-one   year   old   waiter  known   for  excessive  flirting  to  get  a  higher  tip  ?   having   lived   here   for   six  months   ,   their   neighbors   know   them   to   be   confident   &   affectionate   ,   but   their   arrogant   &   short  tempered   tendencies   shine   through   when   there   are   no   buses   in   the   city   .

stats.

full name : cameron finnegan stewart nickname : cam age : thirty one birthday : october 26th nationality : scottish gender / pronouns : cis man, he / him sexual orientation : unbothered occupation : waiter at monroe's diner

misc.

scars etc : small bright scar on his forehead from falling over as a child. patchwork tattoos on arms, chest and hands, one ear pierced because he thinks it looks cool sleeping habits : around 7 hours per night emotional stability : short-tempered, but in a cool way. ( sorry that's a lie ) has not done any self work in his entire life and i am so sorry about it alcohol use : regular zodiac sign : scorpio alignment : chaotic neutral positive traits : charismatic, confident, affectionate negative traits : sarcastic, arrogant, quick to anger, judgemental. habits : bounces his leg when sitting, picks at his nails, sometimes hums when he's working, leaves drawers and cabinet doors open, paints his nails. hobbies : reading, running fears : heights, spiders, abandonment favourite weather : light rain favourite colour : lilac favourite food : french fries dipped in a milkshake, no further questions please favourite beverage : coke zero favourite animal : dogs tracklist : all eyes on me ( bo burnham ), paul revere ( noah kahan ), false god ( taylor swift ), who we are ( hozier ), kiwi ( harry styles ), northern attitude ( noah kahan ft hozier )

biography.

( work in progress )

cam grew  up  in  scotland,  on  a  farm  in  the  highlands  where  chores  were  never  ending.  the  home  environment  was  always  quite  toxic,  and  as  a  result  cam  always  relied  on  his  brothers  for  support  where  his  parents  had  none  to  give  

ended  up  leaving  his  home  along  with  one  of  his  brothers,  stole  money  from  their  parents  and  never  looked  back.  they  travelled  for  as  long  as  money  lasted,  and  now  they’ve  settled  in  lakeview  -  cam  got  a  job  at  a  diner  and  often  tries  to  flirt  his  way  into  bigger  tips. he has zero work ethic but desperately needs the job

currently  lives  with  his  brother  in  a  cheap  and  cramped  apartment  and  another  roomie,  has  barely  enough  money  to  get  by,  yet  still  prefers  this  to  life  at  home

wanted connections.

something based on i can see you by taylor swift?? please?? actually on my knees begging

that one unlucky person who is burdened with sharing an apartment with cam and his brother

a bestie. please. thanks.

someone he hates also. thanks.

someone he borrows money from ( sorry to this muse )

[waltwhitmansbeard]

LoVM Vaxleth

"Let yourself cry, I'm here now. You're safe."

I'd say it's Vax being told this.

19. "Let yourself cry, I'm here now. You're safe." tbh i couldn't think of a context in which keyleth would say this to vax (at least in something we've seen so far) so i'm flipping it.

Their first night back in Emon, Vax can't sleep. Nothing about what happened in Whitestone is sitting right with him, except, he supposes, killing the Briarwoods and saving Percy's sister. Still, he feels like he can't get the stench of the ziggurat off of him, and when he closes his eyes, he swears he can hear Sylas Briarwood's voice in his ear, whispering all kinds of terrible things he should be doing to his friends.

So instead of sleeping, he walks the wall of their keep, a different kind of ghost. The stone is blue-black in the moonlight, and the shadows stretch out long, which has never unsettled him before now. He wanders until he finds himself outside, where the grass has already begun to glimmer with dew, and much to his surprise, he is not alone. Sitting up against the trunk of one of the trees in the front courtyard of the keep, Keyleth has her knees tucked up against her chest, her long nightgown pulled around them. Her chin rests atop her knees as she gazes out over the northern wall.

Vax doesn't know what to do. Clearly she's out here alone for a reason, and he doesn't want to disturb her, but he also knows that she's the early-to-bed-early-to-rise type, so her being awake at this hour is definitely strange. He approaches slowly, and as is his wont, very quietly, so when he's only a few feet away, his quiet "Keyleth?" makes her jump half out of her skin.

"Sorry," he murmurs, "I didn't mean to scare you."

"No, it's fine." She puts her chin back on her knees. "Just wasn't expecting company."

"Is the company...welcome?"

She smiles, but it doesn't reach her eyes. "Sure."

He settles about a foot away from her, cross-legged with his back against the tree. "So...what's got you up so late?"

A shrug. "Couldn't sleep."

He's not used to having to pull information from her. "Any particular reason?" She doesn't answer, but her eyes fall down to the ground. Vax continues, "I couldn't sleep either. We saw a lot of fucked-up shit in Whitestone."

"Yeah," she sighs, "we did."

"You know, as scary as the zombies and the animated suits of armor and the mind control and the Briarwoods were...the thing that scared me the most was the thought that you weren't going to make it out of there."

For a long minute, all Vax hears is the low whistle of wind through the trees and the distant trilling of crickets. The quiet of night is broken, then, by a small sniffle, and Vax looks over to see Keyleth's eyes rimmed with red. "Kiki?"

"I was so scared." Her voice is tremulous, little more than a whisper. "I thought I was going to die, and my dad was never gonna know what happened to me."

Vax's heart sinks in his chest. "Keyleth..."

"And if I died and the rest of you couldn't get out, it was gonna be my fault, and I was just so scared—"

"C'mere." Vax stretches his arm around her shoulders and pulls her into his side. She buries her face into his chest as sobs wrack her body, her limbs shaking with the force of them. "Let yourself cry. I'm here now. You're safe."

And she does cry, and while he holds her, he tries to imagine how terrifying that must of have been, to be so close to death's door. He's no stranger to death, has been accused of courting it more than once in his life, but he's never felt his own life slipping away like a low tide before. It's honestly impressive that she's as collected as she is.

"I never said thank you, you know."

She pulls back and looks at him, wiping at her eyes. "What do you mean?"

"You saved my sister's life, Keyleth. Came this close to giving your own for it. That...that's everything to me."

The tips of her ears tinge pink. "Oh. That was...I just...I don't know. I didn't think about it. I'm glad I didn't. I think if I had, I wouldn't have done it, and Vex could have been the one who..." She lets the sentence go unfinished.

"You did it because you're a fucking hero, Keyleth. I don't ever want you to forget that, okay? None of the rest of us will, so you better not either."

And finally, she gives him a real smile. "I won't. I promise."

"Good." He stands and offers his hand down to her. "Come on. Hot tea and then bed?"

"Yeah, okay." She lets him help her to her feet, and together they walk back into the castle, and for some reason, the shadows don't seem to stretch quite as far as they did before.

[tears-of-amber]

Hi there! I just wondered if I could ask you a question about paganism. I have never been a religious person, but I have always been "spiritual", if that makes sense, and everything I've seen that you've posted/reblogged has intrigued me and made me want to look into paganism as a religion for myself. Do you have any book recs or website recs for someone like me? Who knows absolutely nothing about it but is definitely intrigued? :3 Thank you so much, have a great day! (Also, I'm really sorry if I got any terms wrong here dhjdsfsdhfg)

Hi there! Ok, so as far as paganism is concerned it really depends on what type of paganism you’re interested in :) so I’ll give you recommendations for the type I’m most familiar with (aka Norse paganism).

A great website for learning about Norse Paganism that has a lot of different prayers for the gods and ideas for offerings and devotional acts is linked right here:

Blogs you should definitely follow if you want lots of amazing takes on the Norse gods and goddesses are @notthesomefather and @broomsick as well as @freyjas-light . All these blogs are great because they aren’t run by white supremacists or assholes of that sort. Unfortunately that is something you will have to be wary of if you want to explore this type of paganism.

Books you should read! Ok, so ill recommend the best book to begin with (in my personal opinion) is the D’Aulaires Book Of Norse Myths. It’s beautifully illustrated and gives you a general retelling of the Norse myths. I like it cause it’s simple and approachable (more than diving straight into the Poetic Edda and Prose Edda which are the ultimate oldest sources we have fir the myths being told in full). But feel free to read the Poetic Edda and Prose Edda too! I also love the way Neil Gaiman writes about the gods and goddesses and their many stories in his book “Norse Mythology”! You can tell he really did his research.

As for getting started with Norse paganism, here is my MAIN tip. It can and will feel overwhelming so instead of starting off diving right into deity worship with a bunch of different gods and goddesses, acquaint yourself with their stories and really journal and contemplate which one you could learn the most from in your life. Which ones do you feel most interested in? Unlike most of tumblr and pagan places online, you do not need a god or goddess to reach out to you first. That rarely happens despite how many people claim it to occur. Hope this helps! Dm me if you want any other answers! -Velvet Rose

[atmymercy]

Hiii!!

Thanks once again for hosting this game!

One place I want to visit before i die is iceland simply because of the serene landscapes and all the incredible geography of the place... And to view the northern lights once.

May I know how loyal my husband will be with me? Will there be any third party situations in our marriage or any exes ot anything that will be a hindrance to our relationship

Thank you 😀♥️

hello ashes! it's my pleasure, honey! you know how much i love being able to do this for you all! woot! just a heads up, i'm only focusing on your main question. please only send one question, honey!

ooh you must see the northern lights at least once! they're beautiful! magnificent! make you believe in magic! ugh! i could go on and on about the aurora borealis! i miss them just thinking about them! lol ooh and iceland has natural hot pools! that would be a fun place to go see!

for you, i got the schisandra, yarrow & mitragynia (reversed).

your future husband is a man of grace and harmony. which means he believes in supporting and curing longevity and synergy. he doesn't believe in becoming a different person just because you are not around, honey. he's not a "man of midnight" is what i just heard. no, he is your husband when you are there and when you are not. he is a good man and loyal to you, honey!

hope you enjoyed it! please give feedback or buy me a coffee/tip when you can! if you want to explore this further, please also consider a private read. also thank you for sharing with me!♡

love & light!

-tea

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