#back to the roots

[cherryri]

[jt1674]

[the-lokal-homo]

F1 break is really making me go back to my destiel roots

[glitter-stained]

Listen: Bigender Bisexual Schroedinger Kyle Rayner who is trapped into a fridge that might or may not be broken enough to allow oxygen to get in and save her. His boyfriend and girlfriend have both made their trauma about his death into a turning point in their life and motivation to be a hero and stop this tragedy from happening to anyone ever again, but they're also perfectly fine and chilling because she's okay. He is simultaneously alive and dead. His girlfriend keeps his picture in a necklace around her neck to remind herself of the one person she couldn't protect. All three of them are grabbing coffee next thursday.

[wtfuckevenknows]

Guess who’s got a job from July on 🥳

[shepard-you-are-in-my-chair]

Dragon Age: Inquisition

Mods: Face Texture: 4k face tex by femshepping Eyebrowns: Eyebrowns for women by Mr. Jack900 Hair: Anto hairstyles ported for DA:I by Kylin3 Outfit: Elf pyjama replacer by Toarie

[im-derty-dan]

imagine if they all just said fuck it and went back to these specific haircuts next era (back to their ✨ROOTS✨ if you will)

[sohannabarberaesque]

Surfing at its purest ... "back to its roots," you might say

Which is how Peter Potamus, ever-intrepid dive fan and aficionado of the uncharted side of Polynesia, prefers his surfing. Not to mention encouraging his nephews (Patrick and Perry II) and nieces (Pamela and the twins Peggy and Penny) to use such to develop an appreciation of such a fascinating water sport.

In essence, naked as Nature intended. Riding boards of koa or breadfruit wood, hand-shaped and hand-formed. At a rather private sort of beach close to an especially sacred surfing break, perhaps even in the company of native chieftains and/or royalty who may be themselves having a sort of surfing competition as much as impromptu encampment with luau in the bargain.

Not to mention the younger kin of such of high rank receiving surfing lessons, starting with bodysurfing (perhaps the most basic form of surf riding) and progressing to board riding, starting with smaller and easier-to-manage waves.

And while you have the possibility for some dive time as well, not to mention plenty of contact with dolphins, sharks and seals, surfing is more or less the order of the day. Or, come to think of it, a weekend.

Such earning Peter Potamus some respect among the natives who can't help but admire such prowess on the waves as much as under them, as well as his fascination for such convocations bound to also include some sexual activity (on occasion, the "prize" in any such competitions as part of these gatherings will be a night with some budding princess bound to include much in the way of fe'a most pure and wondrous). But it's not all about competition; many times, such surf gatherings will be to share the simple joy and wonder of the surfing experience in a native manner, in and among the ur-nobility.

On at least two such groups, Peter's kith and kin have been recognised in such surf gatherings primal for developing a healthy appreciation of what surfing is really like by appreciating such from the perspective of such peoples who originated such: Primal. Natural. Just feeling good about it, even at the expense of arousal throughout starting with the duck dive into the wave and possibly going into "wet dreams" going through the tube. And to know that royalty and village chieftains aren't all that unnerved in the least in so riding the surf.

(For his part, Peter Potamus likes explaining about the one time when his twin nieces joined a natural-looking wahine of a princess-in-waiting during a board-riding session and just couldn't help but sense how much more wonderful it is riding a wave naked than wearing a one-piece tankini--especially when the tube ride triggered such sensations as sent their kone drooling overtime, almost as if sensing an analog between he'e nalu and fe'a which experience and only experience taught was natural.)

Yeahhhh ... surfing in the traditional Polynesian manner ... pure, natural, naked as Nature intended ... and something of an ice-breaker socially as well.

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[palatinewolfsblog]

The Seeker (for my dear friend @justbeneath-thesurface2 ) ... Remember: "The Antidote to Exhaustion isn't (just) Rest. It's Nature." Shikoba.

[anavisart]

A gift illustration I did for my friend Eva ( @mirach  on Tumblr <3 ) It is an illustration for her Good Omens fanfic "Back to the Roots", from a scene from chapter 29, where Aziraphale and Crowley are playfully flying over Eden :) This is a link to the fanfic for anyone that would like to read: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20797169/chapters/49428527

[clacclo]

Addio Adele, grazie di tutto, grazie di Bruce.

Voglio ricordarla così, più che con le parole di The Wish, l'unico brano che Bruce abbia dedicato alla madre, ma anche uno dei più toccanti di una discografia che ha spesso fatto vibrare le corde del cuore, o attraverso le parole della autobiografia\spettacolo teatrale: sul palco dello stadio Marassi di Genova nel 1999 quando, con la sorella (la zia di Bruce), ballò una tarantella davanti al pubblico venuto a vedere quel bambino a cui comprò quella prima chitarra troppo grande per le sue mani.

Se abbiamo un debito di riconoscenza nei confronti di Bruce, per tutte le volte che la sua musica ci ha tirato fuori dalle paludi dell'anima e per tutte le volte che ci ha fatto da sottofondo nei momenti più belli, allora il debito nei confronti di questa donna umile, che tutti i giorni si vestiva, truccava, metteva i tacchi e andava a fare la segretaria per mantenere una famiglia di tre figli ed un marito alcolizzato e depresso, sempre con il sorriso, sempre con leggerezza e allegria. Quella donna che ascoltava la radio in casa e faceva scoprire al figlio quella cosa per la quale era nato: il rock'n'roll.

A dire il vero, la musica era il soul, a cui oggi Bruce è approdato con il suo ultimo disco Only the strong survive, ma la frase non sarebbe stata né di effetto né onesta rispetto alla carriera effettiva del nostro.

Non è un caso se uno dei bootleg più famosi, quello del concerto di San Siro del 1985 (comporto dei più belli che abbiano fatto, a detta di tutti i componenti della band), si chiami Back to roots - Bruce Zirilli.

@clacclo

[tobiasforms]

[jt1674]

[falkonryderz]

Dirkschneider - Live Back To The Roots 2017

[maynightparade]

I had some very old zinnia seeds laying around from many years ago. I got them for free from someone and I never ended up using them. This spring I decided to pop them into the garden this year to prevent myself from buying plants, and they grew beautifully. This is my first flower of the year, I thought it was a dark red flower when the buds started to open last week, but alas they are some beautiful pink zinnias 🩷🩷

[papirossy]

Is the Eddie saga coming to an end? 💀

Midwestern Boy (on his own)

> This road trip fic shows Eddie with a baby on board. Will he finally be able to cross the borders of the Midwestern states?

~ coming soon ~

🦇

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