#but i know that’s not true and i want to overcome that

[allthingsferminization]

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[lottiesnotebook]

a familiar song

A shorter snippet for @andersweek2025, that may end up woven into something longer if I have the energy!

Anders & Anders' Mother, healing magic, domestic violence (implied), animal injury

i. healing

The first time Anders heals something, he is not Anders yet. Or rather, he is not 'the Anders kid' - all the kids in the village are Anders kids, because the village is home. Because the village is the whole world, the only world any of them have ever known. A year from now, he'll know far more of the world than he ever wanted to - he'll know of Templars and chains and Circle walls that swallow the whole of the sky.

But today he is still Rafe Laidir, and his mother is pretending not to cry, because she found a wren with a broken wing in the garden, and if Papa sees her crying- Papa hates anyone to cry. Mama says it's because it makes him feel things he doesn't want to admit to, things he doesn't think a man ought to feel. Rafe thinks he'd rather cry like Mama than hit or yell like Papa, but nobody asks for his opinions, because he's seven, which is very unfair, because he has a lot of them. Papa doesn't care for his opinions.

Mama does, though. She cares for his opinions, and for stray, starveling cats who prowl around their door awaiting the scraps she sneaks them, and for birds with broken wings too small for anyone to eat. Mama cares so much, for the whole world, that it breaks her heart over and over, leaves her blackened and bruised, overcome by the dark moods that leave her abed for days, weeping for the sins of a world that cannot be put right. Rafe hates when those moods take his mother - all the joy in the household comes from her smile, and if she will not smile, it is a certainty his father will not either.

Sometimes, when his mother is in one of her black moods, when his father is in a temper nothing will cure, he feels a door inside him come loose, threaten to swing open, and behind it- behind it is something great and terrible, something he does not have a name for yet. It builds in him now, when he sees her cry, and try to conceal it, and the unfairness burns in him like a brand hot from the fire - that his mother will be sad and his father will be angry for weeks perhaps because of a stray cat's boredom or another child's slingshot.

Now he cups his hands around his mother's, around the fragile, fluttering bird within them, still beating against her fingers like a tiny heart, so determined to live that it draws blood with a beak smaller than a pin.

"Let me help," he coaxes, and for the first time, he allows the door to fall open, and the great-and-terrible power behind it to rush through him, and it feels-

He expects it to hurt, perhaps, to burn through his veins like white fire and remake him into something fierce, something dangerous. Mages are meant to be dangerous, and he is a mage - he must be a mage. But this does not feel dangerous. It feels like staying up till midnight on First Day, of a roaring bonfire, or of All Souls Day, when they paint their faces with soot and run around in the dark banging pots and pans to scare the ghosts back behind the Veil where they belong. It feels like being the most alive he's ever felt, and he lets it flow through him, flow through his mother's shaking hands, and into the bird, the fragile, dying creature that wants to live so badly it can barely breathe.

It flutters into the air between one heartbeat and the next, and is gone in a panicked flutter of feathers before he can see if it- if the magic really worked. But then he looks down at his mother's hands, their calluses and burn-scars, and sees the marks left by the bird's beak and claws smooth and white against her sungold skin.

Her hands tighten around his, then, and she's not crying any more, but staring at him with a blank, fearful wonder.

Then her mouth tightens, and she says the lie which they must become good at, the lie that they must make true.

"I suppose the bird was only frightened. Silly me, for crying over it, and clever you for getting to fly again."

He does not say But Mama- because he knows too well what he did, and what the price will be. Instead, he allows her to smooth over the truth with a lie that will buy them a little more time, a little more freedom.

But in his heart, he will remember that first taste of magic - that it felt like freedom, and midnights, and miracles. He will remember the feeling of the bird taking flight from his fingers, and he will wonder: How can they call something so beautiful evil?

[eldritch-sanctum]

What does it mean to be a god?

You know something I love about the Loki series is how it takes a common theme of people wanting to be gods and takes it a step up because the main character is a god, or a demigod at least. There is media out there were people try to be gods, and becoming god is seen as this megalomaniacal evil thing (like FMA of course); and there isn't anything wrong with it, but I do like how the subject in Loki is approached differently.

In Loki, you have this character who already in Avengers swung around the whole "I AM A GOD!" thing with great arrogance and foolishness, of course because there were supers and other gods who could strike him down. Then in Loki, he is stripped of all that because he has to spend time in this null magic zone a lot; which is the TVA. The series does an incredible trick of deconstructing Loki and then reconstructing him, he is ripped of his features that distinguish him as Loki, like his horns and Asgardian leather, but outside of the TVA he still has his magic and he still has his trickster tricks.

So, what happens during this time is that Loki learns to overcome his emotional wounds, be honest with himself, he begins to be humble and form emotional bonds with others. In doing so, he realizes the true meaning of "glorious purpose", he learns what it really means to be a god. (I am going to be vague here to avoid spoilers as much as I can) It is only at the end when he fully comes to accept what it means to be a god; more burden than glory, that he does so and taps into his latent godhood to ascend. In other words, a gnostic awakening: knowing thyself, escaping the shackles of his normal self, and practically becoming God.

But not without serious, tragic personal consequences. I don't think he is suffering through but is finally at peace with himself and his position. There is a series on YouTube that points this well, it is the Loki videos on season 2 from Cinema Therapy. They point out the genius shot here, wherein Sylvie brings up "we’re playing God!" because she feels that nobody has the right to meddle with the timelines the way the TVA used to. Loki then replies "we are gods". The frame shows Loki and Sylvie very small on the corner.

The mantle of being a god is not one of arrogant superiority, but wise responsibility. However, Sylvie isn't wrong here either, nonetheless this is a discussion between two demigods that feels very human at the same time.

I want more stories like this. Stories where a character runs away from comfort into purpose, knowing the cost well but knowing that something better, something more meaningful and powerful will come out of it. Stories where someone does try to become a god or become immortal, but it doesn’t mean they are bad or will be corrupt (but the temptation is there). Stories where a character becomes powerful and godly, because they feel they have no other choice. Stories where characters come to understand the difference between “playing God” and “actually being God”. Stories that contrast and explore power for power’s sake and power as a means. Stories where being a god also means a huge responsibility—but one worth it all.

[gregthesillyone]

hi, sorry i’ve been kinda inactive recently, here’s some ocs because their canon birthday was yesterday

also!!! happy belated birthday to kel from the hit game omori!!! art block is kicking my ass still so i wasn’t able to make a drawing for him unfortunately, but at least i recently started writing the first draft of the kel-centric au i’m working on!!!! i’m so excited omg

[lord-squiggletits]

When Optimus in Chaos Theory said "Hatred may sustain you, but it diminishes me. I am lessened by it." that was so fucking deep of him

[a-thousand-pots]

I know basically nothing about the Zizians beyond what's in this post (and a few others that have crossed by dash today), and probably shouldn't have started a discussion on what I now reflect is possibly a sensitive issue involving personal connections to tragedy. I hope that it is ok to discuss this abstractly but am very willing to be told that it is not, and will delete this post and the prior one if that's preferable.

I have a few disjointed thoughts in response:

I agree that murder is an extreme action that is much much worse than property damage (although 'doesn't compare' is an interesting claim that I might not agree with - I think scale does matter in some sense, i.e. 'property damage' when extrapolated to a much larger scale in some sense 'becomes' a worse crime, e.g. breaking into several hospitals and smashing all their equipment).

'death is bad and murder rarely helps' is something I 100% agree with. The body of my post is responding largely to the part of the OP which says '[if you convince yourself to commit a murder] it means your fundamental axioms are wrong', which I disagree with. The difference between 'a rule of thumb' and an axiom is meaningful, and it's why I wanted to write a response. Heuristics are extremely useful, and a very strong heuristic like 'don't murder' should need extraordinarily evidence to overcome. But IMO that doesn't make it an axoim, which (by definition, as I understand the word) is at the base level of your morality. 'Murder is wrong' is something I believe is almost always true, but it is not an axoim to me.

I'm very disappointed with the people who joined the Zizian cult, I know it's a rough world out there and everyone has a lot to deal with but if you follow a chain of logic that ends in murder then you goofed! and if you're smart enough not to make mistakes of logic then it means your fundamental axioms are wrong: you believed the wrong things, you listened to the wrong people, you quieted the doubts that might have saved you and you made the world worse for everyone.

and it's frustrating because I can sketch the outline of the argument that they would use to defend their conduct even now and it's clever and technical and I couldn't beat it because frankly they're smarter than I am when it comes to logic and I'm just an idiot who thinks that killing people is wrong.

[siriusblackisdead]

What makes no sense about Andrew killing Tilda is the fact the he must have known that after her death, him and Aaron would probably end up in the foster care system, which would go against everything Andrew ever tried to achieve for Aaron. After everything he’s done to protect Aaron from everything that happened to him it would make no sense for him to change an abusive mother (what is bad enough as it is dont get me wrong) for sexually abusive foster families he went though. And while yes, there was a possibility that Luther and Maria would adopt them and take care of them, that option is bullshit too since Andrew knows too much how big of a piece of shit Luther is, so he also wouldnt let a man he didnt trust take care of Aaron too, mostly since he couldnt even know if he would even survive the car crash to be able to protect him. That takes me to a conclusion, that the only way Tilda’s death could work out for them and actually fix things instead of making them even worse was to make sure that Nicky, the only family member that wasn’t a danger in Andrew’s eyes, would take care of Aaron (and possibly Andrew too). So i suppose that before the whole accident happened, he talked to Nicky about the whole “would you take care of my brother” thing in a “what if” way, and that Nicky actually did know about the coming of Tilda’s death before it happened, even if he never realised it.

[werewolfoffeverswamp]

there’s something so alluring about the idea of living in a perpetual horror movie to me. like a time loop. specifically a paranormal one where you could never make it out alive. in the same sense of “heaven is a place where nothing really happens” (from the talking heads song Heaven), being trapped in a story where there’s only one ending and you suffer through whatever horrors are laid out for you (but they are laid out exactly as they are and always will be, and they are laid out for YOU) sounds like. morbidly peaceful. no need to worry what happens next, you already know. and you’ve done it a hundred times. of course you’re in pain but it’s intimately familiar and maybe you don’t even register your suffering anymore. and you’re not preoccupied by your performance in this dance anymore either— it feels like whatever you do, the same events occur, but you’re an actor in a story and you never had free will to begin with. anyways. it just sounds kind of nice 👍

[rurihana]

Hey.

It's not like me to get serious, but I just want to put it out there that it's fine to say "no", alright? You can just do that. Like, to turn down an invitation to an event you don't wanna go to, or to keep something you like to yourself even if someone else really wants it, whatever.

Being selfish is fine, sometimes. 👍

[sysig]

Pivotal bright spot (Patreon)

[angorwhosebabyisthis]

[pericky; a look into ricky's head during their meeting.]

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"I'm glad you came, I wasn't sure you would." The wine pours, the sound of it drowning out the missing word in that sentence: back.

Of course, is the response, and the part of Ricky that's spent twenty years tearing itself apart to understand why vibrates with relief. It doesn't matter anymore. Of course, of course, he thinks giddily along with the words. He never needed to wonder why Pericles wasn't coming back in the first place; he was always going to.

I'm happy you invited me, and of course he thinks again. A lifetime of pretending he wasn't always going to either falls away. However harsh and lonely the world has been, all's right with it again; and the shy voice of the boy inside him that he's tried so hard to kill says, so quietly, I missed you.

[despair-tea]

Aim to kill. Don't imagine defeat. What point is there in picturing it? You're going to find the line that takes you to certain victory in mortal combat - only a fool would entertain the shadow of death that far.

Aim to kill. You play with your food too much. Don't just play to sate your bloodthirst. Cool that blood of yours - you need to view things more objectively. Always thinking about what you want to do - predictable, laughable, a liability.

Aim to kill. Your opponent will not hesitate.

Will you keep growing, or will you die on this hill?

I don't want to die. I don't want to die.

I don't want to die, so I'm going to surpass my limits, right now.

...Wishful thinking. Start again. From the beginning this time. Clearly you've still got the heart of a novice.

[dairine-bonnet]

Hardly a fairy tale

Looking back, Malak sometimes wonders how real their feelings for each other were. Or they simply reveled in forbidden desires, condemned by the masters, conscious violation of the rules of the Order and passion caused by the excitement of the competitive spirit, which might have easily mixed up with something more menacing.

P.S. Here Malak is thinking about Revan and their relationship, of course.

[kfkaesk]

re: last succession episode: if you draw the line at fascism but can root for billionaires you might be a bit lenient on billionaires

[strayslost]

i've seen the theory that fyodor's essentially going to "possess" sigma so to speak in varying different places now and i am so scared. and kind of excited.

[444lotus]

how i manifested (+revised) my dream body ౨ৎ

This is my first post on my new account, though I am NOT new to the law and NOT new to loablr either. This post is specifically about how I manifested my dream body instantly with no technique besides knowing :)

PART ONE - the old story

In the old story, I was so fixated on my body and my weight all of the time, I was tracking my calories and weighing myself and my food obsessively and constantly gaining and losing weight. Back then, my beliefs were that 1) Excess food causes weight gain, 2) If I don't track my food and weigh myself, I will become too fat/skinny, and 3) There is something wrong with my body, and I need to diet/exercise to fix it.

Noticing these beliefs were key to changing the way I viewed food and my body, and therefore changing how I knew food to effect me and how I knew my body to be.

When I was overweight, I knew my body was too big, I knew I was eating too much, I knew excess calories made me gain weight. When I was underweight, I knew I had no appetite, I knew I was too bony, I knew that exercise makes you gain muscle which is why I had none, etc. I had to identify the limiting beliefs that made me know my body was a certain way.

PART TWO - writing the new story

Once I identified the beliefs that were holding me back and kept me from my goals ("I know I eat too much, even if I affirm I'm skinny, I'm still going to gain weight."), I could then change them. I wrote down a list of these beliefs, like I did above, and came up with reversals. For example;

"I overeat, so I will gain weight" -> "Calories aren't even real, so I can eat whatever I want and stay the same weight."

"I eat junk food, so I'll never be skinny" -> "I love how fast my metabolism is, I can eat junk all day and still stay so skinny." or "Junk food is just like other foods. Raspberries can't make me fat so neither can hamburgers."

"I don't exercise enough to be toned" -> "It's crazy how I'm naturally so toned and fit without trying."

The key for me was changing key beliefs that kept me dieting and exercising to lose weight, to sever the tie between calories consumed and weight, and hours exercising and muscles. These are limiting beliefs. We literally create our reality. Not ice cream, not soda and chips, none of that can overcome YOU as a divine creator. It sounds silly when you spell it out like that, doesn't it?

PART THREE - how i did it

Okay, now we understand that the secret is to change the rules of our own reality to allow us to know a higher truth (my higher truth? I am a skinny legend). So how do we put this into practice?

All you have to do is know. You set these rules, so you know they are true, reality is bound to them. You must know you are successful, know that reality is in the 4d, and feel truly satisfied in that realm. You can do this using whatever method you need to, but personally, I just knew deep within me that I was my ideal weight, and that nothing could change that, that is simply the reality, that is simply the way things are. I thought about old pictures I took of myself, and remembered how skinny I looked in them, I thought about the last time I saw my friends and how much littler they said I'd gotten, I thought about the last time I stood on the scale and how it read the exact weight I knew myself to be. And I just knew, deep within me, that was simply how things were.

And the last step, for me, was to feel truly joyful at this realization. To feel satisfied it came into fruition. Without seeking confirmation, because I already KNEW.

And what do you know? Pictures of myself in my phone from weeks ago, they were my ideal body. The girl I saw in the mirror when I stood up from my meditation? She had my ideal body. My clothes? XS and S, all of them. I had revised my ideal body all the way back to the day I bought them. And confirmed this by checking pictures I took in the dressing room.

I'm telling you right now it is possible if you know in your heart you've always had your desire. It's always been fulfilled within you. You make the rules because you are a divine creator. Nothing outside of you can change what you know to be true.

That's all for now ౨ৎ