#lotusoftheheart

[hana-akari]

@lotusofheart plotted starter.

It was the last match of the night and Sakura took a moment to down some water while the next opponent geared up. Her eyes scanned over the crowd to see her daughter, Sarada, waving at her, to which she returned the wave with a grin. It was then that a familiar face caught her eye. Or more a familiar bowl cut… Lee? He wasn’t looking at her but talking to a boy that was a spitting image of him. His kid? She didn’t have time to dwell on the sight because the match was set to begin.

Just like the last matches, Sakura won and the crowd cheered for her. There was an announcement set out reminding people that she was giving autographs in the back after the break. She needed a moment to clean up. She always did autographs after, mostly for the kids but she had plenty of adult fans too. She was hoping to catch Lee there because when she looked back at his chair, him and the boy he was with were gone with the rest of the crowd. She hopped off the stage meeting with Sarada, who grinned at her, 

“You did great again, Mama, but you’re all gross and sweaty.”

“I’m about to go fix that, thank you. Meet me at my table.” Sakura pinched her daughter’s cheek in passing. Glad the place had a locker room where she could quickly shower and dress in more casual clothes.

20 minutes later she was at her table signing things and taking pictures with fans. Sarada was behind her, nose deep in a book, like she usually was. Sakura still kept her eye out for Lee. Or who she thought was Lee. He was the only person in the world she knew to sport that dorky haircut.

[indianminiaturepaintings]

Bihas ragini of Magha Malar

Ragamala paintings are images which depict, in physical form, the ‘modes’ or scales used in Indian Classical Music, known as ragas. Usually accompanied by an inscription or poem, they elucidate the season and time of day in which a raga was meant to be performed, as well as its mood, and often portray the Hindu deities with which they are individually associated. The concept may have originally come about through the use of personification as an aide memoire for musicians, which then developed into physical imagery. This collection dates to the mid-late eighteenth century, and originates from Hyderabad on the Deccan Plateau in Southern India. 

Acquired by John Ballie (1772-1833), who brought it to the UK, it is one of two sets of Ragamala paintings in the Oriental Manuscripts Collection

[redeyestakewxrning-blog]

✡--lotusoftheheart

“Okay, cheeseball,” Jack began, demonstrating the King Pigeon Pose, “I don’t know what kind of physical routines you have at that temple, but this isn’t a beginner’s yoga pose...think you can do it?”

[abirobins]

During training weekends, I’m always bummed that I have to miss church. Some training weekends we’re lucky enough to have Mark give us Yoga Church. • • • He spoke today interchanging Krishna and Christ with a beautiful fluidity and drew together some amazing correlations. Then he had us meditate on the lotus of the heart and I was taken back to church last week where I was stopped on the path by this brick. Synchronicity at it’s best. • • • #consciousharmony #church #yogachurch #christ #krishna #lotus #lotusoftheheart #meditation #yoga #yogatherapy #yogajourney #faithfullylgbt #faith #christian #christianyogi #cch #thechurchofconsciousharmony (at The Church of Conscious Harmony)

[anemoi-i]

List of your XS RP blogs?

I have about 300- Nah, just kidding.

[ @technophiliac-game-changer

@reset-inhuman-justification

@a-killer-curiosity

@shiver-before-the-wind

@ofathousandlayermountain

@enterthekomododragon

@scarlet-emperor

@her-flame-of-passion

@plenipotentiaire-clotilde

@lotusoftheheart ]

[shattered-dragon-blog]

@lotusoftheheart​ continued [+]

“By the gods-”

Omi is glad he checked on her. Had he not, he would not have been able to catch her as she fell into his arms. Omi is extremely worried. Normally, Mia would be able to get herself through a cold with ease, and not succumb to it, yet… she is fainted, in his hold.

He knows what to do. He carries her to the infirmary within the temple and lays her down on one of the beds, and moves to get a wet rag. He can already tell her fever is high, or else she would not have fainted.

Omi placed the cooling rag on her forehead, and prepared to make her some tea– and his special healing potion as well.

   Mia’s sleep is deep but filled with laboured breathing and sweat. A result of forcing herself through the fever for so long. She turns in the bed, instinctively reverting to her fetal sleeping position. Her body shivers but the burning doesn’t stop. This rest is needed, her body tells her, but the mind is filled with fevered dreams of failure.

   Eyes ease open and close once more, feeling the light to be too much. She rolls over. It shouldn’t be this bright in the morning. Another shiver wracks her body, accompanied by a coughing fit. That is new, she wasn’t coughing earlier, at least not that she remembers.

   A faint muttering and her eyes flutter closed once more.

[redeyestakewxrning-blog]

🌌

@lotusoftheheart

One of my friend Sherry/Chase’s more underused blogs. There are NOT a lot of Omi muses out there in this community but this is definitely my favorite. Far too few people look into the possible futures of this character, which is why I appreciate this one.

THIS! OMI! HAS! HAIR! Long hair, at that. I dunno why that amuses me so much. I’m a nerdlord who’s a sucker for luxurious locks.

The mun manages to keep Omi recognizably himself, while still obviously having grown and matured into a new individual. That’s a hard thing to do successfully, believe me I know, it’s what I’m constantly trying to do for my own muse.

The little cheeseball’s a handsome fella now!! Lookit him!!! My smol watery son.

[redeyestakewxrning-blog]

ℒ [lotusoftheheart] (You can make it more platonic if you'd like!)

Wide-eyed, Jack pulled away once he shook himself out of his shock.

“Wh–Omi–”

He never expected this. He hadn’t ever really considered the younger man in that kind of way.

“I…I don’t know what to say. If I’d known you had a crush on me, I woulda…done something. You’ve…always seemed like a kid to me, you know? Almost like a younger brother. If you really want to do this…I just need some time to wrap my head around it. Okay? I don’t want to hurt your feelings.”

[redeyestakewxrning-blog]

✿x10. They're lilies and he's grinning. -- lotusoftheheart

@lotusoftheheart

“Goddammit, Omi,” Jack grumbled, as several lilies tumbled off his head to his lap. “Ten whole fucking lilies are not gonna stay put on my hair. You should know better. Why are you messing with me, anyway?”

[redeyestakewxrning-blog]

CORPORATE GOTH VERSE-

Platonic, sexless friendships:

@crook-for-hire relationship: my best friend is a crook

@sullen-summoner relationship: i like this kid

@shattered-dragon relationship: a roboticist & etheric do-gooder

@lotusoftheheart relationship: running water

@namasteblade relationship: the pure & the sinful

@her-flame-of-passion relationship: goody two shoes

@ofathousandlayermountain relationship: xiaolin princess

@amistressoftimeandspace relationship: cheery fishy

Platonic friends-with-benefits:

@ellaofhella relationship: poisonous vines

@technophiliac-game-changer relationship: maximum narcissism

@endlessconqueror relationship: nameless conquest

@somethingsjermaine relationship: city boy

@cosmicore relationship: starry skies

Fuckbuddies whom Jack wishes would love him back:

@chase-eternally-young relationship: lizard king

(fuck u chase u get ur own fuckin category)

Undecided:

@queenofheylin relationship: witch bitch

@diadelabruja relationship: witchy woman

@xevilbusinessx relationship: me & other-me

@darkcowbxy relationship: scruffy cowpoke

@skelehomie relatonship: skellington wars

Enemies:

@onlytheweapon relationship: you annoy me buddy

Romantic:

@reset-inhuman-justification relationship: two absurdly powerful men walk into a bar

@shiver-before-the-wind relationship: capturing the zephyr

@screams-ofthe-siren relationship: fishmama & richdaddy

@silentbanshee relationship: the sound of banshee screams

@princessofshadow relationship: pyro love, relationship: icy boy, relationship: shadowy gal

@themightyshadow relationship: in the shadow of the light

@plenipotentiaire-clotilde relationship: order in the court

@darknessdragonjamie relationship: heiress of darkness

@enterthekomododragon relationship: shit i’m a scalie

@kungfuandcattleroping​ relationship: ride ‘em cowboy

HEYLIN HOUND VERSE-

Alliances:

@crook-for-hire relationship: you amuse me

@ellaofhella relationship: sharing the planet is a small price

Enmity:

@her-flame-of-passion relationship: enemy mine

Fuckable:

@silentbanshee relationship: forbidden little trysts

[redeyestakewxrning-blog]

Watching Screams Of the Siren episode of XS and Jack falls off the iceberg screaming, “DANG YOU OMI!! DANG YOUUU!!” I headcanon he had to bite his tongue really hard not to say fuck you, you little shit. He subconsciously cares too much about Omi’s innocence and not corrupting it.

@lotusoftheheart

[redeyestakewxrning-blog]

🐻 --lotusoftheheart

Jack’s parents never really saw him as a child.

At least, that’s all he can figure. Why else would they leave him to his own devices, in the care of nothing but robots, for such long periods of time--months--and barely ever call in to check on him?

He could function and care for himself just fine. In their eyes, he didn’t need them.

It was bullshit. If they’d bothered to be around during his childhood and adolescence, then maybe he wouldn’t be such a mess of a person now.

[redeyestakewxrning-blog]

@lotusoftheheart

“Omi? Is that you? Holy bat outta hell, you got taller!” Jack’s scarlet eyes grew wide and amazed. “Well, not by much, but it’s still a definite difference.” He looked the younger boy--man, he was a man now--up and down, trying to reconcile this new person with the kid he once knew. “Uh...how’ve you been? Haven’t been spreading too many tall tales about my Heylin past, have you?” So many confusing feelings swirling in his heart right now. How would Omi react--what did he think of what Jack had done with himself since he’d been gone? Did he...approve?

[shattered-dragon-blog]

✨ [lotusoftheheart]

MY MUSE IS SICK AND WON’T ADMIT IT. SEND:

✨To catch them when they pass out

@lotusoftheheart

   “I’m fine,” Mia insists but she knows that is a lie. 

   She is burning up, vision swimming. A hand is placed against a wall as a new wave of dizziness threatens to drown her. Mia should be in bed, resting but she can’t. There is too much to be done. Her work is too important. Thus she makes the very unwise decision to tough through the fever. Eventually she’ll outlast it. She usually does.

   A deep breath seems to push away the looming faint. Mia straightens and she moves to step past Omi but her body has made a different choice. It is sick of her stubbornness.

   The Dragon of Ether topples forward, no longer conscious.