#rays lok hell

[thefunniestguy]

I don't care if it's canon or could be canon. in my mind forever team avatar's kids call the members that weren't their parents "aunt/uncle" ........ aside from katara and sokka like. Katara's kids calling the fire lord "uncle zuko" when they were young or Toph's calling the avatar "uncle aang"

[itstittycitybaby]

Let’s Go wlw! (Lin Beifong x fem! reader)

 A/N: I promise this story is more serious than the title makes it out to be lmao. Re watching LOK and seeing Lin and her character makes me go awooga. This is my first LOK fic and I hope you guys enjoy it!

Warnings: some sad thoughts but it gets fluffy!

The light hurt. Its rays blinded you as you fell. The warmth kissed your skin but it sunk its teeth and that’s when it burned. When you dreamt of flying, this wasn’t what you had in mind. A flightless bird soaring through the clouds was the idea. Hell, that’s what everyone thought right? Smoke flew after you; the tendrils leaving your pure white dress. Your hair was burnt as you fell from the sky. You wondered if this was a punishment. Fate and the gods had to be laughing as their angel plummeted to her death. It was a cruel way to die, but it’s what you deserved right?

Katara had tried to help recover your memories. Once you recovered from crashing into the water and almost drowning, you had been brought to her. Apparently the sky had opened up and spat you out. The white dress you wore had been scavenged and hung on the wall next to your hospital bed. It looked weightless; it was strapless and every time you walked it flowed after you. A symbol was embroidered on it. A symbol from the heavens. Though, you couldn’t remember a single thing. Just what was I sent here for?

The fire crackled around the group. Korra and her friends set marshmallows over sticks, cooking them with its flames. The flames felt familiar somehow. Tenzin and his family were there, too. Tonight was a celebration. Amon had escaped but at least the city was safe. For now, anyway. There was a bad feeling in your gut, one you couldn’t shake away. Chief Beifong sat next to you. She looked pleased as she sat there with the rest of you. Her bending was back again thanks to Korra. Chief Beifong wasn’t one to seem pleased let alone happy, but tonight she seemed contempt. The thought made you chuckle. Her gray brow raised in your direction almost as if she were prompting you to speak your mind. For once, she seemed at peace. With herself and the people around you. A vast difference from the first time you met her. 

“Who are you and what are you doing here?” The room you sat in was cold and dark. The table was metal and your wrists were cuffed to it. An older woman stood before you. Her hair was gray and her face strong. Her green eyes were cold as her gaze sharpened into you. There were two small scars on the side of her face. God, she was pretty. Next to her was a man. He was peculiar;a light blue arrow facing downward on his forehead and a brown pointy beard on his chin. He wore orange robes with a red looking shaw pinned over it. He was bald and at first glance looked pretty scary. But compared to the woman’s cold eyes and hard demeanor, there was a soft gaze in his eyes. Patience and kindness radiated from him. “I-I don’t know,” you sputtered, trying not to shrink away from her gaze. You felt like an animal being prodded and examined at. The woman sighed and her lips set into a frown. She seemed tired from the dark circles around her eyes and the paleness of her skin. You had the urge to reach out and touch her. The urge was strong but you didn’t understand. You didn’t know this woman. “I’ll ask again and one more time,” she hissed. You jumped as her palms slammed down onto the table. The woman’s green eyes turned into slits as she glared at you. “Who are you?” You weren’t sure how long you’d been in this dangy dark room. For the past few days you’d been in a hospital bed scared out of your mind. The looks of disgust and the distrustful glares sent your way hurt. Your eyesight started to go blurry. A tear fell from your eye and you sniffled. Lip quivered and the lump in your throat wanted to claw its way out. “Chief Beifong,” a voice said softly. The man beside her finally spoke. The woman’s gaze seemed to soften ever so slightly at your distress. Only for a second before her face turned blank. It was better than a death glare though. “I-I don’t know who I am,” you replied softly. “I’m sorry if I hurt anyone. I don’t remember anything at all. Just t-the light.” They stared at you. The man seemed more concerned while the woman mulled over your answer. “You’re not supposed to be here, are you?” The man’s voice was careful, almost like he was afraid you’d break. You shook your head. Your fists clenched and unclenched as you tried steading yourself. “I think I was supposed to die.”

You felt like an outcast. Tenzin had his family, Korra had Tenzin and her friends. Bolin had Mako and Mako had Asami. It was a circle of one big family, one you didn’t feel a part of. Tenzin tried to make you feel welcome as you worked to recover your memories. You could only gather bits and pieces but never the full picture. Everytime you tried you’d hear chanting and this big bright light. One time, you did see thousands of eyes all different shapes and sizes staring back at you. You woke up in Tenzin’s arms with light shooting out of your body. You stopped trying after that.

Bolin and the kids had sticky marshmallow pieces on their lips. Chief Beifong looked disgusted at the sight. You quietly giggled to yourself. A ghost of a smirk was on her lips at your amusement. Chief Beifong was known for being stern and harsh. Her cold demeanor had struck you at first. After the interrogation, you stayed out of her way. Though, she seemed softer with you than the others. Sure, she was still cold and distant but the little things Chief Beifong did for you didn’t go unnoticed. The soft gazes and the patience she held for you spoke louder. Even though she wasn’t chief anymore it still felt wrong to address her by her first name. You felt like you hadn’t earned it yet. Names have power, especially Chief Beifong’s. Being a respected figure and a good bender helped with the power she held. But it was the way she stayed strong throughout the bad and the good that made you admire her. Chief Beifong didn’t take shit from anybody, not even Tenzin. But, she still cared. She still cared about the city and its people. The past few months had been insane because of Amon but you and Chief Beifong’s relationship seemed stronger. “A budding friendship,” Tenzin remarked one night after the kids were asleep. It was raining that night; you couldn’t sleep from the visions of eyes peering down at you. The both of you shared a pot of tea. If it was a friendship, then what were these new feelings?

Everyone was asleep. The grass crunched softly underneath your sandals as you stood outside. Korra threw a concerned glance at you before she went to bed. You were always timid and well reserved, but she could tell there was something going on. You shook her off and gave her a reassuring smile before you snuck out. The grass felt soft as you sat in it. Your white dress pooled around you and the gold arm bracelets on both of your arms glimmered in the moon. The quiet night felt peaceful and comforting. The feelings you had for the older woman seemed to be getting stronger. Your heart fluttered and your tongue became tied every time you saw Chief Beifong. Sometimes the two of you would run into each other and have a morning chat. But lately, you have been avoiding her. She didn’t seem to care;if she did you knew she would’ve said something by now. “I take it you couldn’t sleep.” Speak of the devil. Chief Beifong stood behind you. She looked tired; the dark bags under her eyes were more prominent now. She wore a white tank top and some black harem pants. It was weird to see Chief Beifong in something so casual. “Something like that,” you replied, softly. The grass spot beside you flattened as she sat down next to you. The pace of your heart quickened. She was sitting so close that her warmth radiated off of her. “Are you alright, Chief Beifong?” She scoffed, “How many times do I have to tell you? Call me Lin.” You froze; she sounded annoyed with you. Dread tore at your gut at the thought of her being upset with you. “Sorry L-lin,” you whispered, eyes down trying to avert her gaze. The woman beside you let out a sigh. “It’s alright. I shouldn’t have sounded so harsh.” Looking up at her, you tilted your head.

 The sight made your heart flutter. The moon’s soft ray’s shone lightly on her skin. Her green eyes twinkled as she sat there. You began to love the moon and its presence more than the sun and under it, Lin looked beautiful. Her eyes moved to the corner of her eye. Your cheeks flushed once she caught you staring. The corner of Lin’s lips quivered a bit, almost as if she were fighting a smile. “It’s alright,” you replied softly. Your hands were folded into your lap. Lin thought the dress always looked great on you but now did you look like an angel. It billowed and laid around you as you kneeled there. “I’m sorry if I offended you, Ch-, Lin,” you said sternly, correcting yourself. “It wasn’t my intention. I felt like I hadn’t earned the sentiment of calling you by your first name.” Lin’s brow arched, out of interest of surprise, she didn’t know. After everything the both of you and the rest of the group had been through, she had thought you knew. You were always soft spoken and rather timid, but she realized now you felt like an outcast. Even with Tenzin, who treated you like his own daughter. Lin had always appreciated your soft nature and your respect to everyone around you. But now, Lin finally understood. You felt just like her. An outcast, the black sheep.“Don’t apologize,” Lin said after collecting your thoughts, “You meant no harm. I appreciate the thought.” Your heart warmed at her words. Lin was a strong woman. She was confrontational which scared the shit out of you but you also admired her for her bravery. Her courage to protect those she cared about. Even now Lin still cared about Tenzin and his family after they split up. The tips of your brows furrowed in irritation and a surge of anger spread through you. The snide looks and sometimes remarks Pema gave Lin had always stood out to you. Lin seemed to brush them off with a stone cold look but you wondered if even she had her breaking points. Even shields break.

“Can I ask you something,” Lin asked as the two of you stared at the moon together. Normally people didn’t come to you for advice or ask anything personal about you but you agreed nonetheless. You were a bit surprised, in fact. “Every time someone asks about your past or the things that you know you dodge the question. You isolate yourself from the rest of the group and put everyone’s weight on your shoulders. Why?” Silence. Lin watched you from her peripheral view. Your brows furrowed together as you mulled over her question. Why? “I’m not sure,” you whispered. The sadness and the loss you felt was evident in your tone. “I don’t know who I am. I still don’t. I have hints and clues but...they’re not a solid answer.” Lin hummed, “So you’ve given up?” Her questions were ones you asked yourself. They taunted you at every corner and their laughter was loud. Sometimes it was too much. The silence. It felt like you had sunken into the depths of the cold water around Republic city again. Every answer tried to scream at you but they were muffled by the water. The slowness of it all made you tired as you tried dragging yourself out of it. “In a way I suppose. Last time I tried I almost hurt Tenzin,” you muttered. “After that I didn’t feel useful anymore. I can’t do anything but put up a force field. The least I can do is try to take on the weight others can’t carry.” 

Your brightness reminded Lin of an angel. Even with her harshness and her steel cutting words you always treated her kindly. An angel sent from heaven. She looked over when she heard you steady yourself from the ground. The tall and strong stance you held never wavered. “It was nice talking to you Lin,” you smiled softly at her. “I hope you can rest soon.” The underlying message made Lin feel calm. Even if she wasn’t strong enough to pull herself out of the powerful tides of her mind you’d be there watching over her. Just like a guardian angel. The thought made her chuckle. Her eyes widened at the soft feeling of your lips on her cheek. Lin’s pale cheeks turned pink and her heart pounded wildly. You smelt like roses and your hand was soft as you steadied yourself on her shoulder. A wave of disappointment washed over her once your soft lips pulled away from her cold cheek. The loving warmth you gave left her quickly and the cold swept over her instead. As quickly as you came, all your warmth left with it. She was up on her feet quickly. Before she could stop herself, her hands encircled your wrist. Lin’s hand tugged, making your figure turn to her. The concern in your eyes wavered as you looked into her strong gaze. The vulnerability in them was bare. You liked her. God, how did she not notice. Lin was sharp and observant but for some reason you fell through the cracks. You had hidden yourself from her view; the shadows of your affections were clever. They hid will and stayed that way. You shifted your feet at her stare. She snapped out of it and pulled you to her. The tips of your ears and cheeks burned red as her chest brushed against yours. Lin felt something she didn’t think she’d feel again. A want, the need to be surrounded by your presence. She ached for your comfort and your love. She wanted you. 

You gulped nervously. Lin’s piercing green eyes searched for something. But what was she searching for? Weren’t your intentions obvious? A little squeak left your lips as her pink ones touched yours. A huff of laughter escaped her lips. Lin was soft; her hands calloused from years of work and bending. You liked them. They were a bit tough but still soft like her. Your eyes fluttered shut as you placed her hands on your shoulder lightly. Lin’s hands were gentle as they cradled your face. Both of your hearts were pounding fast. You sighed, allowing Lin to swipe her tongue gently across yours. A soft smack left both of your lips once she pulled away. Lin smelt like leather and earth. You couldn’t get enough of it.

Lin pulled away quickly. You swallowed nervously and your heart sank. Did I do something wrong? As if reading your thoughts, Lin reached her hand to stroke your cheek. Her thumb brushed across it gently. You nuzzled her palm and gave it a soft kiss. She hummed. “Make sure to be ready by nine,” Lin said, a rare smile gracing her lips. Your brows furrowed, confusion evident on your face. “Do we have a mission?” She chuckled, “No we don’t. Tomorrow I’m taking you out to breakfast.” You lit up, a grin stretched across your face. “Alright,” you responded enthusiastically. Lin laughed, intertwining her hand with yours. Things started to look better. Finally, she had you.

[apenapaperandadoofus]

Y’all know what time it is??

Time to fangirl about the MM WEBTOON time!!!! Whoooo

First, let’s take a few minutes to appreciate this PERFECTION of a man, look at his clothes, his posture, his face, his hair, THRE FRIGGEN CAT SMILE AS HE’S TEASING ZEN

LOK AT THIS MAN, HE IS PERFECTION ITSELF AND IF I WERENT PLAYING RAYS ROUTE RN I WOULD IMMEDIATELY HOP IN AND PLAY HIS AGAIN AHFBFBDBD

AND NOW LOOK AT THIS

LOOK AT THAT EXPRESSION

SO ADORABLE I SERIOUSLY CANT LMAOO WHY IS HE SO CUTEEE I SERIOUSLY- they did NOT have the RIGHT to make him so adorable in this panel (?) I- THATS ILLEGAL I WILL LITERALLY DIE OF CUTENESS

Also can’t believe Hana said that lmao, we got more Zen and Jumin bickering but Zen was all like “oh yeah Jumin sucks and blah blah” NO HONEY, aghhh I seriously want to put Zen in his place whenever he says that ;;;;

As much as I love him, that’s one of the reasons ya boi is at the bottom of my list T_T Jumin doesn’t go that far with the teasing but Zen always says he hates him to his face, and tbh even though Jumin doesn’t show it I think it hurts him a bit, he’s just trying to help in his own way after all T_T

AND NOW MORE JUMIN YAYYYY LOOK AT THAT TALL ASS MAN, I- LOOK AT HIS FACE HES SO HAPPY I LOVE IT AKDBDBFB

And yes this is the messenger app, I screeched when I saw it cuz I was like THE HELL but y’know I’m not gonna berate the artist or whatever (after all they brought us those beautiful and gorgeous Jumin pictures thingies) BUT that thing just made me go NANI because nope- nope nope pfttt (WHY IS IT A BLUE M IM DYING INSIDE)

And now this

Hana

Honey

DONT LOOK AT ZEN LIKE THAT

NO

NOOOOO

Are we going to do Zen’s route T_T

After all those Jumin moments

After all those Seven moments

WHYYYYY

(Imma cry if it’s the Zen route cuz he’s my least favorite as a love interest -he’s first on my best friend list tho, I need a friend like him lol- but I can’t tell the author wat to do so uh imma be sad but I can’t do anything cuz it’s not my comic pft)

Although if it’s all the routes OR maybe some timeline shit? Dude that’ll be AMAZING maybe we could go through all the routes 👀

Also check out the 500 follower game post in here! You can win a prize :P

[officersnickers]

what about ´a character that i used to love/like, but now do not´ and ´prettiest character´ ,about TPN and Avatar

Thank you for asking! Let me start with ATLA (I just noticed you didn't specified which Avatar series you meant but the first goes mostly under Avatar, so I just do this now. If I do should LoK too it's also no problem 😉)

-a character that i used to love/like, but now do not:

this was kinda hard since a) I haven't watched ATLA in years and b) I really couldn't find one character I don't like anymore that I held formely sympathy for. But then I thought, probably Ozai.

Back in the days when season 3 premiered I was so hyped for this guy, and let me tell you, I wasn't let down. He looked handsome, had a great voice actor (in german, at least, I haven't watched ATLA in english yet ^^') and was so super interesting! A clearly bad guy with terrifying ideals and world views, but super interesting - at least to my younger self. Now Ozai's just - meh? He's still super pretty and over the top, but I wouldn't say I adore him as much as I did as a twelve year old girl. Tastes changes and well, Ozai darling dear, you're not on my hit list anymore. Sorry not sorry.

-prettiest character:

My first reaction was saying "Zuko, no doubt", but then I thought a bit harder and yeah. You can't argue with me that Yue is definitly the prettiest character in ATLA.

Even before she transformed into the moon spirit Yue was already beautiful, in her looks and especially her character. Her greatest sacrifice just made her so much greater and I'm really sad we didn't saw more of Yue in ATLA and LoK. What's a god to a moon spirit?

Now with TPN!

-a character that i used to love/like, but now do not:

Also a though question to answer since TPN is a manga in which I like almost every character in it, even the sidiest side characters. But I say Andrew for this question.

I didn't liked him per se, but found great potential in him - interesting looks and background, a worthy new antagonist, ticks I wanted to learn what they mean - and then, nothing happened. He just went crazy, killed my beloved bunker dads and were nothing but a spooky encounter in the woods, killing some of the party people but no one I would really miss. Not that I needed any more dead characters, but besides ending the shelter arc and leaving the children with emotional (and literal) wounds was just not satisfying to me. As I said, potential as far as you can look, but nothing was achieved with it. What a waste of feelings.

-prettiest character:

Do I really need to write a long text about this question? It's clear as the night sky:

Ray all the way. Case closed. He got such a glow up after the Escape arc and I could look at him for hours. You can despise Isabella as much as you want but you have to respect her solely for giving birth to this absolute perfect child. Hell, he easily could become a model if he would wanted to! (maybe he would be a bit short for this carreer though ^^).

[valkerymillenia]

@animecat33​ tagged me for this

Rules: Name 10 characters from 10 different fandoms that you like, then tag 10 people.

I enjoyed this but... At first I thought, do I even have 10 I consider favs? And then I ended up with a list of, like, 25, and couldn’t pick 10 so I chose more or less at random. And I admit I cheated seeing as some kind of fit in the same fandom in some way.

It’s just too hard picking favorites. 

Undercut, cause it’s gonna be a loooong post.

1. Morticia Addams (Addams Family)

My tattoo probably makes this one obvious. 

I love Morticia so much, not only do I love her aesthetic, I just love her personality and attitude, not to mention her marriage is ‘goals’ and as a mother and matriarch she’s incredibly supportive and loving despite the unorthodox life the Addams’ live. I love a character that can be a mother without having it define her completely.

2. Catwoman/Selina Kyle (DC)

Selina was one of my OG crushes back before I even understood what I crush was or that being queer was even a thing (looking at you, Michelle Pfiffer).

I love her style and strength and personality (when she's well written), her grey morals and competence, and cats are just my thing, ok? Plus bisexual icon.

Have you noticed I have a thing for a dark women with grey morals?

3. Raven/Rachel Roth (Teen Titans/DC)

I kinda share a name with Raven but that's not why I like her. I've always loved the emotional complexity of this character, her incredible power (and how it's also her weakness), and style as well. I'm not too thrilled about some more recent incarnations of her but she'll always be an OG fav.

4. Nightwing/Dick Grayson (DC)

Yeah, yeah, DC again, look the other way, please (they have individual comics anyway).

I couldn't leave out my darling Dickie. I grew up with this dude and I love his backstory and relationship with his family. He's a beautiful ray of sunshine with a dark streak, a competent leader without being a broody bossy jerk like some and he's very well rounded and consistent in his characterization (plus that design is top notch). I know the Romani thing was a ret-con on something just vaguely implied in the past but honestly it was a good one and some much needed rep despite the constant whitewashing (though not as bad as others in his family).

Also, he drinks his 'respect woman juice', he's flawed without being edgy, and has been queer-coded and female-troped for decades which makes him much more likeable as a male character. He actually became an LGBT icon despite the cowards at DC constantly trying to shove heteronormativity into his storyline.

5. Rose Quartz/Pink Diamond (Steve Universe)

Is she problematic? Yes and that's part of the appeal.

I already loved Rose when she was this sweet, compassionate and wise old soul, this rebel and leader and mother with many secrets.

I guessed really early on that she was PD so that part didn't surprise me but when the backstory of her as PD finally appeared to give us so more in-depth knowledge I was surprised by the amount of hate the character got. To me, her flaws, pain, mistakes and growth were part of the allure.

Also, gorgeous and much needed plus-size rep. I loved cosplaying her more than anything.

6. Princess Leia (Star Wars)

Did I like her style or design? Nope, I much prefer her mother's but Leia is an immensely competent, wise, strong female character that takes no bullshit from the male-dominated plot around her, she deserved so much better. Honestly, she deserved her own goddamn movie.

Carrie Fisher was a feminist icon and an advocate for mental illness visibility. She's was also fucking hilarious. All this translated into Leia's character very well and she deserved so much better from society than being sexualized in a metal bikini and remembered that way forever.

7. Hela (Thor Ragnarok/Marvel)

I already loved Hela's character in the comics (except the arc where she sexually abuses Thor, that was shitty edgelord writing and I refuse to acknowledge it's existence) but Ragnarok gave her a whole new meaning.

Firstly, my God is she hot! Just.... Umpf! Step on me, queen.

Secondly, she's dark and evil but she has a goddamn point (people are hypocrites). And in the comics she's not even evil, she's neutral and only a villain because she opposes Thor on a personal level. She's also incredibly competent at what she does and if that isn't a turn-on idk what is.

8. Korra (Legend of Korra)

Korra will always be bae. There's a reason my behemoth of a fic revolved around her.

Not only is she incredibly well-rounded and fun, she's also very competent, has a fascinating backstory and is immensely powerful, plus she grows beautifully through her show. Not to mention she's GORGEOUS.

POC and LGBT rep, plus she showcased one of the most incredible arcs on disability and recovery that I've ever seen in a family show.

9. Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff (Marvel)

You can pry Wanda from my cold dead hands.

I'm not even the biggest fan of her movie version, I'm all about comic Wanda.

POC rep and an incredibly visceral portrayal of mental illness and trauma. And she's beautiful beyond reason, morally grey, and powerful as hell.

Most of all what I like about Wanda is how loyal and family-oriented she is without letting it diminish her as an individual or as a powerhouse character, so many female characters loose all agency and individuality when they have kids, they get delegated to role of mother and lose their heroics or become extensions of their husbands and children, Wanda was nothing like that. Her relationship with her brother is fascinating too (let's pretend the incesty vibes in certain alt universes don't exist).

I only hate that she and Pietro always get the short stick in adaptations and their origins keep getting needlessly retconned (Magneto's kids with his Romani wife, raised by someone else- that's it, stop trying to change it and then change it back over and over). That and how she's not allowed to have her well deserved relationship with her babies because of stupid old-fashioned comic rules that led to a needlessly convuloted and far-fetch story arc (the erasure, reencarnation and hyper-aging of her sons).

10. Jessica Rabbit (WFRR)

For most people, Jessica's appeal is "she's hot" and yes, this "pinup femme fatale" look really does things to me, I won't lie about that, but that's not why she's my favorite.

Jessica is fav because she's loyal and loving to her goofy husband, she completely turns the femme fatale trope upside down for love and doesn't give a damn about looks, she uses her appearance as a weapon and she's confident but she's clearly not vain ("I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way" and "He makes me laugh"). She's also hilarious in her own deadpan way.

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Other worthy mentions to this list are:

Wednesday Addams

Mystique (Marvel)

Shuri (Marvel)

Maleficent (Disney)

Vanya Hargreeves (TUA)

Blind Mag (Repo!)

Venom (Marvel)

Lust (FMA)

Evelyn O'Connell (The Mummy)

Alice Lidell (Alice Madness)

Jessica Jones (Marvel)

The Kagamine twins (vocaloid)

Amon (LoK)

Sesshoumaru (Inuyasha)

Loki (Marvel comics)

Liadan (Sevenwaters)

Furiosa (Mad Max: Fury Road)

Crowley (Good Omens)

Jericho (Titans/DC)

Sadako Yamamura (from the Ring BOOKS)

Susan Sto-Helit (Discworld)

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I tag... @dymosara @abnaxus @polyx @bluetalesoftheheart @adka2333 @shinladyanarki @i-have-all-these-freaking-uwus @frank-a-lank @fluffynexu @teddy-fluffnhugs

[santmat]

The Karmic Law of the Vegetarian Diet, by Huzur Baba Sawan Singh

Sawan Singh: “I must point out that animal food, even if a single particle is eaten, is detrimental to spiritual progress.” (Spiritual Gems, Letter 21)

“A human being cannot comprehend the existence of God and His creation until he has succeeded in getting his soul free from the bondage of the five Tattwas, the twenty-five Prakritis, the three Gunas, Maya and Mind — all of which are enveloping it here — until he has emancipated his soul from every one of these errors and taken it beyond the sphere of mind and intellect, and opened his internal vision. Only then is the soul able to know itself and understand what it is made of.

“After that, it becomes fit to seek its Creator and to find out the ocean from which it originally descended, as well as the means to regain it. Consequently, before a disciple has succeeded in getting rid of these chains, it shall be sufficient for him to know that this world can be divided into two parts, land and water.

“The creatures of water live upon each other. Nature has not provided them with any other means of subsistence. Big fish are eating the little ones, etc. The same holds true of the land. Lions and tigers eat up wolves and jackals. The latter subsist on the meat of sheep, goats, etc. They, in turn, eat plants. Hawks eat smaller birds. Birds eat insects, and men eat most every form of life, so far as climate and special circumstances of their own countries permit.

“Every grain, every plant, has life in it. Hindu philosophy has acknowledged this fact since very ancient times. Dr. Bose has demonstrated this fact to the European world by his experiments, showing that plants feel and breathe, and have souls. If a ray of light is allowed to penetrate a dark room, the microscope reveals numberless germs floating in the air of that room. The whole room seems to be full of this germ life. When we breathe, these tiny creatures go inside of us and die. When we walk, numberless creatures are killed by contact with us, and countless others are crushed beneath our feet. The same is true when we drink water. The microscope reveals myriads of tiny creatures in a tumbler of water; and these we drink to their death every day. Souls would appear to be literally packed together in all space in our world. If we put down a needle point on the earth, countless germs may be found beneath its point.

“And so, in our world, life is everywhere destroying life. In such a world where one creature is eating up another, it is impossible to expect either justice or peace of mind. (There is no rest or security anymore.) Therefore, when the ancient sages found that in this world creatures were destroying each other, they decided it was better to give up the world. They found that in such a world there could be no peace of mind, and it was impossible to attain bliss until and unless the soul breaks away from the bonds which have kept it enchained; and that it was folly to regard the pleasures of this world as a means to happiness, because they lead to hell and further bind the soul with Karma and dirt.

“They determined that it was impossible to find peace of mind in any worldly object, and that happiness lies within man himself and that ocean of which he is a drop. Therefore, the Sages thought, as long as they were confined in the prison of this world, they would adopt the course which was the least harmful; they would subsist on creatures the killing of which was the least sinful. They discovered that all living beings of this world could be divided into classes as regards the composition of their bodies and the number of elements they contain. By elements they did not mean the ninety or so elements discovered by modern scientists, but the main conditions or divisions of matter.

“There are five such classes of substances. According to their classification, under class one, came all of those creatures in whom all five of these substances are active, that is, man. In the next class came those in which only four substances are active and one dormant, and that is quadrupeds. In them there is no sense of discrimination, because in them the Akash Tattwa is dormant. In the third class fell creatures in which only three substances are active, namely air, water, and fire. They are birds. They lack earth and Akash. The fourth class is made up of insects, in which only two substances are active, air and fire. Then comes the last class, the fifth, in which only one element or substance is active, that is, the vegetable world. In them, water is the only active element. Experts have proved that, in many vegetables, there is as much as ninety-five percent water. When the creatures of the other four classes are killed or injured, they cry out in pain, but not so the vegetables, though they have life. So the Sages concluded that the eating of vegetables was the least sinful, (the least burdened with karma). Although the eating of vegetables produced some karma, yet it was of a light nature, which could be easily worked off by spiritual exercises. They thus chose the course of least resistance, and so abstained from the killing of other forms of life.

“The method of practice of the Sound Current is the only method by which to escape this jail into which we are born. This method is natural, and it was not designed by man. It is as old as the beginning of creation. The Creator is ONE, and therefore the Way to reach Him is ONE, and it is in the interior of every human being. It is incapable of alteration, modification, addition, or improvement. Man is to reach the ocean of his Origin by means of ascending the Sound Current, irrespective of any caste, creed, nationality, or sex. It is a practice for the awakening of powers within us. By slow degrees, our souls will emerge from the grave of the body or vacate it. In the body there are nine openings through which the soul communicates with this world, and these the soul learns to close and to fix its attention at the back of the eyes. Then it begins to traverse higher planes. When it attains Turya Pad (astral), it will acquire control over the mind, senses, lust, anger, avarice, attachment, and egotism. At present the soul is under the control of mind, which itself is under the control of the senses. When we gain the astral, after leaving the material, the soul gains control over the mind. When we get beyond the astral and the heavens and hells which are within the astral, all of these are left behind. The soul will then hold these in contempt, and then it will go to Brahm Lok, or the Causal plane, which contains Mukti, or Salvation planes.

“Brahm is also the servant of Par-Brahm. Therefore, leaving Brahm, the soul should go to the ParBrahm, where it will be freed from all its shackles. On reaching Par-Brahm, all the material, astral, and causative coverings of mind and matter that envelope the soul are removed. Then the soul is pure spirit. This is self-realization. Here there is no form, no cover, no shape, no youth nor old age — only the soul, shining in its pure radiance — a drop of existence, knowledge, and bliss, capable of comprehending the Great Ocean, its Creator. Now the drop tries to reach and mingle with the Ocean.

“So, it is here, in Par-Brahm, that one begins to realize the full significance of Sant Mat. Hence, the only medicine for all of our ailments is the practice of the Holy Sound together with the Master’s spiritual help and guidance. The Master is not a body only. He is the Power which guides and helps us at every stage and in every region during our inward spiritual journey. When we are in the physical body, He instructs us in His physical form. When we go inward to the Astral Planes, He is in the Astral Form, and, as we proceed further, He assumes the form of each region all the way up to Sach Khand (our true home).”

— Huzur Baba Sawan Singh — Published by Ruhani Satsang

[sarlaccsnacc]

(A little something I wrote to take my mind off of the pain of Fair Game and onto something less fresh in our hearts. Big Sad.)

The bar was more crowded than he would’ve liked, and the boisterous laughing of the other patrons grated on his already frayed nerves, but he was all too skilled on blocking out the sound. Hell, Ozpin could attest to that any day especially given how he almost never showed up to the headmaster’s scheduled meetings anymore. It was all just a waste of time in his opinion, everything was nowadays.

The veteran huntsman sat at the front of the bar counter, glass of whiskey in hand, leisurely sipping on the amber liquid every time someone’s laugh pierced the room, or he overheard a conversation from loose tongued drunks that was more than a little personal for his tastes.

His scroll sat on the countertop beside his drink, unlocked and glowing with messages from an old contact that had stopped replying to him roughly sixteen years ago. He stared down at his own ignored messages asking how she was, giving her life updates, telling her how much he missed her...

Another laugh over his shoulder startled him out of his stupor and he frowned, glaring at the drink in his hand. He was admittedly more than a little buzzed by this point, but man did it help to wash away all the pain and guilt and misery that loomed over him like a second shadow. The whiskey burned going down his throat, searing his veins and scorching his soul.

Slamming down the empty glass, he picked up his scroll and began typing. “Thought you would want to know...Oz accepted her into Beacon Academy.” His thumbs paused after that one sentence, a strange mist covering his eyes.

“She wants to be a Huntress like you.” He finished his thought, pressing send and waiting, blindly staring at the screen. Seconds ticked by, then minutes, followed by an hour or more of waiting for a reply he knew would never come.

He waited endlessly for her response, knowing he wouldn’t receive one, but clinging to that last ray of hope he kept cradled close to him, dangling from around his neck in the shape of a crooked cross.

Finally, he pulled himself out of his head and began typing again, his fingers a little slow to work, and his drunken speech portrayed through the misspelling of words. “shw loks jusy likw u...” Send. Delivered. No response.

[thefunniestguy]

My dreams with cgaracters continues because. Last night's dream , I was Korra ?? And I was in a legend of korra episode , and was having to move to the Northern Water Tribe for some important reason (I don't remember the reason) . So , I had to talk to / ask Desna and Eska , AND Zuko ??? But as I was talking to them Mako was being a little bitch and so I got pissed , nearly got in trouble for bending at him (bc I was pissed) , and got so frustrated that I gave up , got on Naga , only for Mako to be like "Look , I'm not Against you moving here" and I had been like "THEN ?? WHAT THE FUCK WAS ALL THAT ??" Amd then I woke up 😁👍

[gizkalord]

Finished Book 2 of LoK - overall impression, it felt pretty uneven and scattered. I started off the season getting annoyed with Korra, then getting annoyed with Bolin, then getting annoyed with Mako in the last third, and Asami was just not really there as a character. There was also so much (unrelated) stuff going on at the same time - I literally forgot that the civil war was happening for a while until we suddenly returned to it. There was just so much bait-and-switch that I felt like I was losing track on what everyone was doing and what their goals were. Then, the central theme was about everyone forging their own paths and choices, which worked very well for Tenzin and Korra (and Jinora), but when it applied to every single character in the cast, they all just felt very disjointed and distant from each other, until plot needed them together.

I don’t even want to talk about the romance, or what in the hell Desna and Eska were. The only ray of light is that Mako and Korra ended their relationship on a quiet and mature note, so HOPEFULLY we can move past that mess.

Wan’s origins were interesting, well done, and well animated, but at the same time I kind of don’t like that it retcons some AtLA stuff? I guess you can still argue that even though people could bend via the lion turtles, they didn’t have proper technique/control/philosophy, and that’s what the “original benders” (dragons, air bison, moon, badgermoles) taught them, and later history simply forgot the lion turtles. Still, it invalidates the Oma and Shu story of them being the first earth benders, and it makes the AtLA lion turtle’s statement about “in the era before the avatar, we bent not the elements but the energy within ourselves” a bit puzzling. I always assumed from this that the advent of the avatar resulted in the sealing of humans’ ability to energy bend for some reason (eg. too much energy bending was too dangerous and upsetting the balance of the world). I’m a bit disappointed that wasn’t the case, as the idea of Harmonic Convergence shifting the balance of energy plays in well with the whole concept of energy bending. Oh well.

I’m also not a huge fan of blatant dark vs light fights, and the giant glowing laser people was a bit much for me. Vaatu/Unalaq and the dark avatar was underwhelming as a villain. There was nothing really threatening about them aside from characters telling me to be afraid of them - I would contrast this with Ozai, who was a looming shadow and pressure on Aang (and Zuko) for 2 whole seasons before being revealed, and even Amon, who was menacing to Korra in a way that was very personal to her. The nature of obvious dark vs light fights also takes out any moral dilemmas, which I’m not really about.

Tenzin’s family stuff was really good and interesting though - I think that was definitely one of the bright spots of this season, and it made me fall in love with Kya, Bumi, and all of his kids (especially Jinora!) Definitely hope to see more from them in later seasons.

tl;dr So while the animation and dialogue/screenplay was much improved, I feel that Book 2 still carried many of the same flaws that I saw in Book 1. However, Book 2 feels like we are moving to something bigger story-wise (probably because Nickelodeon gave the OK for more seasons), so I get the sense that there will be follow up and consequences to come.

[paixen]

ffxv/atla/korra stuff?

just gonna ramble my thoughts and opinions of an atla au in which the ffxv chocobros exist because showers always get me thinking. fair warning, there is no organized timeline so i’ll be jumping willy nilly between atla and lok events, so pardon the spectacularly inconsistent verb tenses. this will be a messy stream of consciousness post. Spoilers all around.

noct: i feel like the prince would mostly likely be a water bender. he’s just got this cool, icy vibe going about him. small things - i find his ice spells to be visually pleasing because i feel like ice compliments his black and pale aesthetic best of the other elements. his eyes are a good chilly icy blue. and he likes to fish. Ray Chase even said that everything that noct says has weight to it because being cool is so important to him. larger things - his character development is exceptional. he undergoes so much change. as a water bender, he might struggle to get a handle on the techniques initially because of his overall inert attitude toward life. then chapter 13 happens and he becomes quite the changed man. he is able to go about his days by feel, ready to adapt as soon as he needs to. Sounds changey watery to me. once he gets into the water bending groove, his go-to weapon would be ice shards. water bending is often argued to be the most powerful form of bending, being able to conduct electricity, manipulate the water content in bodies, chi/qi meddling, healing, all that jazz. it would be fitting for a king like himself. i also like to imagine him having uninterested, unimportant arguments with the korra, who would fiercely sass him back. korra would kick his butt of course, but no one can stay mad at noct forever. he’s literally sacrificing himself. at least the avatar doesn’t need to die to save the world. i also like to imagine sokka, aang, and prompto being real bros and roping noct into semi-ironically partaking their shenanigans and terrible jokes, iggy, gladio, and katara shaking their heads somewhere in the background. in another scene, the other 3 chocobros are probably bowing at katara’s feet for her generously mentoring noct with how to manage his ice spells so that the other guys don’t have to suffer under his AOE icy hell. if only he could have learn these techniques before Leviathan happened... also Shiva is just nonchalantly JAZZED in the spirit world that her wee prince is learning ice so well. His doggo companion, Umbra, would probably be part spirit, gifted with some nifty communication abilities. He’ll never lose touch with Luna with Umbra around. Umbra is definitely cuddle buddies with Naga. (noct is kinda amused by the irony in the name of korra’s bear-dog.)

prompto: first instinct is to say he’d be an air bender because of the happy-go-lucky/carefree vibe he exudes. but then i remember Bolin, to whom he is similar in personality. as much as i love picturing prom air scootering around town, i also have a hard time picturing him being a particularly spiritually invested individual. and then i also remember prom’s MT history and his old esteem issues. prom is someone who can’t live without constantly being reminded of his roots. heavily influential roots make me lean toward him being an earth bender, his specialty being metal bending. it would make so much sense - the bros tease him about being a technophile. he is MT. I imagine him really digging Zaofu. Toph would teach him as mercilessly as the rest of her pupils, but his quirky personality would eventually win her over, queuing her signature affectionate punch. with time, he even picks up sand bending pretty decently. the Beifongs would end up being quite protective over this ray of sunshine despite his clear ability to take care of himself (esp after the 10 year jump.) wouldn’t be surprised if zuko took prom on a life-changing field trip that confronts his past. #the real episode prompto. that’s rough buddy. bolin and prom would get pretty competitive with earth bending sports. he and bolin gossip about how they secretly have a crush on gladio’s muscles. prompto also confesses his love for asami to bolin. she’s techy and gorgeous, it just isn’t fair. bolin empathizes with him, talking about his old crush on korra. prompto would essentially become another brother to mako and bolin. Asami is still fond of prompto and appreciates the help he offers in the garage. Iroh is probably commending prompto’s appreciation of nature and friendship, as displayed so wonderfully in his pictures. at the end of the day, prompto finds that his camera’s memory is completely full of real flattering pics of aang’s face and motion blurred sokka who complains of not being ready for taking a perfect picture. toph is just glad she can’t see the pictures. meelo borrows some of the pictures prompto takes for references for his complex paintings. varrick hires prompto as his personal photographer and the two fall in love with each others’ spunk. they talk about prompto’s cindy situation. prompto is given some terrible ideas for this but he tries them anyway. when iggy is freshly blind, prompto does everything he can to give iggy pointers to help him feel his way around the earth. of course, his animal companion is a chocobo. when noct is gone, he makes sure to take a charcoal colored chocobo chick under his care and names it after his late friend.

ignis: again, first instinct is to classify the guy as a water bender, like katara, both being the moms of their squads. it’d also make sense, being the healer of the group. regardless, iggy’s a bit tough for me, because he also reminds me of tenzin - being the protagonist’s advisor and being accidentally funny. but he also demonstrates the aristocratic discipline of a polished fire bender, a much different kind of discipline from katara’s or tenzin’s. my final answer is that iggy would be a fire bender. he’s wise like iroh and disciplined like jeong jeong. the fire benders seem to take on advisory rolls in the avatar series in terms of main characters anyway. Iroh to Zuko. Zuko to Aang. Mako to Bolin. i like to imagine ignis using fire bending to his advantage as a cook. his ebony never runs cold. i also like to imagine when ignis becomes blind, instead of using his usual fire bending in melee, he figures out how to manipulate the electric impulses in human body. he could effectively exhaust someone or something just by tetanizing their muscles. he and katara might even be able to discover some medically revolutionary treatments through his abilities with the nerves, pacemaker cells, and the brain. also the synergy between noct and iggy when fighting would be so good. iggy would probably grab some lightning from the atmosphere and direct it to noct, who redirects the lightning with his water bending, quickly incapacitating MTs. if noct is unavailable then prompto’s on it, sending a charged metal whip right to the hearts of the MTs. iggy will sometimes put a motherly flame under noct’s ass to get him out of bed in the morning. Iroh is probably very fond of iggy, who appreciates his tea and is a great conversationalist when it comes to philosophy. iggy is always more than happy to cook for Iroh and to play pai sho on his spare time. iroh basically adopts the man. When iggy is blind, he and zuko like to tease each other about the fact that they both have scars on their left eyes. iggy proves to be a great listener for zuko just as he is for noct. zuko basically adopts iggy as his substitute uncle when iroh passes. now iggy is busy motherinig TWO angsty figureheads. at least zuko eats his vegetables. gladio is always grateful when iggy’s around so he doesn’t have to spend a lot of time making a fire. toph probably thinks iggy is just the most amusing, darnedest, and sometimes infuriating beast, and iggy learns a lot from toph when he’s blind. it doesn’t take an earth bender to tap into the frequencies of the world, and he eventually learns to see like toph. team avatar lowkey ships the two together, but the chocobros know that iggy probably couldn’t handle a girl like toph. when iggy visits zaofu, he cooks for suyin, who is blown away by the blind man’s tastes. bolin requests seconds and thirds of his meals, going up to fifths, rivaling gladio’s appetite. every once in a while, iggy feels intrigued by varrick and helps zhu li out with her endless duties. Ignis would probably have a BIG black leopard-opossum hybrid companion. a beast with heightened sight and smell to guide him when his own eyes fail. also a good friend for finding quality ingredients.

gladio: gladio’s a straight forward kind of guy. he knows what his path is. his mind is unwavering, being the king’s shield. he is a guy who’s very in tune with nature. I bet he’s a natural earth bender. gladio can also have a firey temper when provoked. over time he might learn to lava bend. as the chocobro’s survivalist, his earth bending comes in handy when they boys are just too tired to set up a tent or to build a proper fire pit. if he’s lucky, he doesn’t even have to try very hard to catch small prey like rabbits if they’re unfortunately close by. he makes very easy friends with the creatures from the spirit world. they show him all sorts plants to live off and places to camp out. of all the bros, toph tolerates him the best. this is mostly because he can put up an equal fight and isn’t as excitable as the others. the bros are awestruck once again by how gladio can seem to get on every woman’s good side. toph and gladio enjoy sparring - toph is very sensitive to his movements and quick to react. gladio has excellent instincts as well and is obviously powerful. he might not be quite as accurate as toph but he’s got just a smidge more brute force than her, somehow. sokka is unsubtley jealous of gladio’s masculinity and secretly leaves to do some pull ups on a tree or something. how dare gladio just walk around with his 6-pack out and about. gladio and aang become great buddies. aang and gladio relentlessly pull pranks on each other and the bros. aang helps gladio learn the wiley ways of the spirit world too. korra sees gladio as a big brother. when she needs someone to talk to, gladio’s there to listen. if she needs to let off some bad energy by throwing rocks n’ stuff, he’s always happy to give the avatar a good, earthy fight. this guy can take a punch. prompto is hiding and secretly taking pics of the intense fights. both fighters are pleased with how badass they look. he and bolin train together sometimes, though usually the sessions end up devolving into a volley of cheap and dirty tactics and taunting. spending time with bolin is still one of his favorite pastimes. gladio becomes fond of mako as well. they relate to each other, having very similar occupations. gladio even offers to fill in for mako when something more urgent than his police work requires his presence. lin approves of gladio. every once in a while prompto requests gladio’s assistance in helping him escape the slightly overwhelming varrick during enormous parties, but gladio decides to stick around and have a few drinks with the elegantly dressed ladies. gladio would probably have a raven for an animal companion (partially to match his tats.) The raven would be a great helper when scavenging and just a nice intelligent friend to hang out with. His raven probably plays pranks on all the other bro’s animals.

[alexandercollas]

Into the Wild - Chapter 25

Devon found consciousness and quickly considered losing it again. His head and body felt like he’d gone three rounds in a cage match. Moaning, he realized he had no idea where he was. Then memory, the wicked bitch, slapped him hard, and he shot into a sitting position and quickly vomited. “Good morning, sunshine,” said Mat. Devon looked over to find his friend with his head in his hands and his back against the wall. “What happened?” “I think I should’ve killed the mages.” “Oh well, live and learn. At this point, I’m inclined to say there’s still time.” “Oh, absolutely. Once my head clears, and I find a way out of this cell, I plan on talking with that druid fucker.” “So, we’re in a cell?” “Yup, you’ve been out for at least half a day.” “How would you know that?” asked Devon. “We’re still outside in what appears to be a standalone cell. From what I could see, there are several of them. As for the time, that tiny window in the back had the sun when I awoke, and now it’s through the bars of the door, so I’m guessing about half a day.” “So how long were you out?” “I don’t know I slept through it.” “Mind if I make an observation?” asked Devon. “Is this a situational observation or a Devon one?” “More the latter.” ‘Wouldn’t be you if you didn’t, how might I help you today?” “Maybe we should be a little more friendly when meeting new people. Just a thought.” “Funny, I had roughly the same observation only with a few changes,” commented Mat. “Those being?” “We kidnap the leader and take him somewhere to chat and kill anyone who gets in the way.” “That sounds very Matsugoish of you, good to see you’re feeling better than I am.” “Oh, I’m not. I’m keeping my head stationary; otherwise, I start acting like a vegan at a chili cookoff.” “Gawd don’t say chili,” begged Devon as he fell over and dry heaved. “Those were not very friendly spells.” “You think? Luckily, I remember who was back there, and I’ve every intention of thanking them for this alcoholic free hangover,” growled Mat along with Devon’s stomach. “Have they brought food?” Devon asked his friend. “Not yet,” Mat answered as he pushed himself to his feet and wobbled towards the door. Devon had seen Mat hungover more times than he could count and smirked as he watched him trace the parameter of the cell, keeping a hand on the wall to steady himself. When he reached the barred door, he yelled, “HEY.” Recoiling like he’d been shot, Mat groaned and gripped his aching head. In a softer voice, he tried again, “Hey, we get any food or water?” Devon watched and waited. At first, there was nothing, and then Devon noticed shadows growing closer. “You two are awake,” said Lok. “Maybe next time you’ll remember your place when you present yourself to your betters.” Devon just shook his head; he knew what was about to happen when he saw Mat’s back straighten. “No, next time, the daggers will not land at your feet. I was trying to be diplomatic, never again cow boy,” growled Mat with a venom that even surprised his friend. Looking past Mat, Lok addressed Devon, “You might want to muzzle your demon here, he is on the verge of making your situation worse.” “What’s the situation exactly? Asked Devon, not bothering to stand up. “You will be tried and found guilty,” answered Lok. “Tried and found guilty? Then why the trial, it sounds like we already have a verdict,” added Devon. “There was a room full of witnesses, so yes, you were, but we have customs to adhere to.” “Why do I get the feeling these are more your customs than your peoples. You are a control cow, aren’t you?” snarked Mat as he felt around on his body. “Your daggers…all of them…have been placed in safekeeping.” “I know you have them all because if I had any, they’d be sticking out of you right now. All things in time,” growled Mat. “Do we get food before you do you little mock trial thing?” asked Devon, taking a deep breath. “They’re preparing it now,” answered Lok. “It better be steak. I want a big, rare, juicy piece of whatever fucking race you,” added Mat. Devon let Mat blow off steam. As he watched, he noticed his friend's head turn slightly. Mat wasn’t focused on the leader any longer. “Fine…Fine…I’m pissed, and my head hurts like hell. How about some food, and let’s see if we can start this over on a better note,” said Mat in a very conciliatory tone? Lok and the two guards, Devon hadn’t seen till now, walked off without another word. When Mat turned back, he had the briefest hint of a smirk. “What?” asked Devon with a cautious glare. “Nothing,” answered his friend as he resumed his spot on the ground. Devon closed his eyes and rubbed his brow, trying to get the pain to subside. With care, he reached inside for his magic and found it. He’d read too much fantasy; he’d assumed they would’ve dampened it. Was that even possible? Raising a little more until he was sure he had enough, he thought the activation words and instantly felt a wave of relief wash over his body. He moaned as his muscles loosened, and his head stopped hurting. Again, he drew in more energy. When he was ready to cast, he reached out and pushed it towards his friend. Instantly he let out a cry of pain. Mat shot away from the wall and into a crouch. “What? What’s happening?” “Nothing, I tried to heal you. It worked fine on me, but when I tried it on you, I got a zapped.” “Who’s there?” they heard from somewhere. “Us?” answered Mat. “Wait,” the voice said. “Good, there are no guards around. I’m Talver, who are you?” “I’m not…” started Mat. “I’m Devon, and my friend here is Mat,” interrupted Devon, talking over his friend. “Is it safe to guess you pissed the druids off as well?” “It would seem. They leave all this cool stuff just sitting around and then get pissed when someone sees something they like.” “You’re a rouge.” Mat laughed but didn’t get an answer. “I am as well; you’re imprisoned with friends. How long have you been visiting?” “You’re a brother of the darkness, huh? They’ve had me locked in here for about a week, by my estimations.” “Do they feed you?” asked Devon in a loud voice. “Who is he?” asked Talvar, “is he safe?” “We’re together. Devon’s a druid?” “A druid, you were here to check-in?” “Yes.” “Didn’t go well, did it?” “Clearly.” “Brother, have you visited the Oslcar yet?” asked the rouge. “Is that a place or a person?” asked Mat. “Person, head of the Rouge’s guild, and you answered my question.” “No, I haven’t, we just arrived a day ago and learned of this fucking stupid custom thereafter. We choose the druids first since they seemed like they’d be easier,” explained Mat. “We were wrong,” added Devon. “The Druids here have always thought mightily of themselves. They oppose the expansion of the city. They constantly harass the farmers for bad farming practices and keeping and slaughtering livestock for food.” “Oh Gawd, vegans?” groaned Mat. “I hate vegans.” Finally, attempting to stand, Devon walked to the bars to see if he could look out. They appeared to be in a secluded area. He could tell they were in the compound since he recognized a few of the buildings he’d seen when they’d entered. “Do you have a plan for escaping?” he yelled over to the other cell. “If I did, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.” “When will they hold the trial?” asked Mat. “From what little I’ve been able to glean, all trials and disciplinary matters are dealt with on the full moon, which is four days away.” “That means I have four days to figure out how to slaughter a village,” growled Mat as he went back and sat down. “He’s a grumpy one,” said Talvar. “He isn’t too grumpy yet, but then he’s just woke up. Do they feed us?” “It should be anytime; the sun is going down.” That’s right; it’ll be night soon, Mat thought as a plan hatched in his devious little mind. His first real test. Just as the last rays vanished behind the horizon, several residents appeared from around the nearest building carrying heaping plates of food, two came towards Devon and Mat, and one went to the cell beside them. Mat watched, so they were the only three prisoners. They watched in silence as the gnomish creature raised a small section of the gate and pushed the plates through one at a time, followed by two drinking skins. “Is there a bathroom?” asked Devon, trying to get one to talk. Neither spoke, but the one inclined her head towards a small area in the back of the cell. Devon saw the opening as the creature waved a hand and an orb in the top of the cell started to glow dimly. It wasn’t much light, just enough to see the inside of their prison. Once the two were gone, Devon picked up both plates and skins and brought them over and sat down beside Mat. “You’re taking this well.” “I want to see how it plays out. I already have the tendrils of a couple of plans, but one is sort of the nuclear option. We’ve both agreed maybe discretion is the better part of valor moving forward, but don’t worry, I’ll have a fallback or two.” Devon gave Mat a surprised look, “I’m proud of you. Do you want to tell me what these plans are?” “Not yet, and as for me taking this well, don’t get me wrong in every contingency that leader is dead.” “I know. I don’t like it, but I know. I’m hoping they will do something to change your mind because I know I can’t,” pausing Devon added, “nor am I sure I’ll want too. We’ll see. Read the full article

[mariaantonnietta]

So, I played Megaman 1...

I was utterly destroyed XD.

Haha, no really, difficult game is difficult.So, this is atually the second time I played this game (first time was a few years back in summer,(is winter right now) but that same summer my pc overheated and the disk was damaged, so, not more megaman that summer )

So, under the cut my opinion, that I have to give because I really want to, but so people can ignore it because it will have a lot of ramblings and be longXD.

So, I actually feel satisfied by this run of the game. In the first run I had to use save states to defeat some  robot masters. In this I only saved between robot masters, and in the willy stage, I did end up saving before the final stage, and the final boss, but my improvement is great.

I suppose if I played up another time I could challenge myself by doing the Willy stage without pause, but for all purposes, I feel acomplished for now XD.

And about the robot masters in general:

Well, in my first run I did Cutman->Iceman->death(I did have to save here to pass, Iceman is really difficult without Elecman weapon, you have to jump precisily, and if you die, is plataform hell again)->other bosses I don’t remember(Ice traumatised me)-> Yellow Devil.(I died here)

So, in this run, I knew that :

Fire weakness is Iceman.

Go for the magnet weapon before ever thinking of facing Iceman.

So, I started with Cutman again, because I remembered his stage being the easiest, and he being easy to defeat (he is when you notice his pattern).

Then, I when to Elecman, that I remembered was weak to cutman....but I had forgotten about the enemies in the floor that hit you when you pass, and more importantly, that with cutman weapon they were easy to defeat. With that knowledge forgotten, I decided to use the other path in his level, tht needed Gutsman weapon. 

Gutsman level difficulty lies in the plataforms at the start of it. Once you pass them, the rest of the level is easy, and Gutsman is easy to defeat with the buster alone, and some life to spare.

Armed I came back to Elecman stage, and there I defeated him with cutman weapon, hurray!. And I got the Magnet weapon (double hurray!)

So, I tried Fireman stage-> frustrating level, and the boss is more frustrating, need Iceman to defeat him.

So, I tried Iceman stage-> Plataform hell (but you had the magnet...yes, but I could not use the magnet well, and the penguins got me, and the stupid grinning shooting platafoms as well)

also, what is Iceman weakness?

Didn’t know, and was already frustrated, so I went to Bombman stage. He was an easy boss, with buster I could defeat him not problem, but the bombs in his level were frustrating, I fell to my death a lot of times.

Then, I decided that Iceman stage was still to difficult, at least I had reached Fireman boss,(also, are you sure it was fire weak against ice, and not vice versa, my head whispered me) so I did the Fireman stage and defeated him with buster.

Then, I did my best with Iceman stage, and thanks to magnet I could reach him (was an hybrid of magnet, jump platafoms and luck, honestly). Elecman is Ice weaknesss, an really easy to defeat Iceman with it.

At this point in time I would like to offer my opinion about the robot weapons:

Cutman’s: Helps with the floor chasing robots, and Elecman.(I didn’t try this, but it looked to me that ELecman would be much more difficult without it)

Gutsman’s: Only serves to remove obstacles in the game, I think is the less useful weapon (you only need to use it to advance, like a mo slave in pokemon), but I prefer it to bombman weapon, because destroying (the few targets I could)  with it feels amazing 

Iceman’s: I like this weapon, because it helps with Fireman in the final stage, and because I can freeze those enemies that jumpo and are at the end of every level, I do not know how to defeat those things, if someone knows I hear, I just passed throught them hoping I had enough life when I did not had Ice weapon.

Bombsman’s: My least favourite. It helped me against gutsman in the final stage when I realised it was his weakness(the funny thing is that the first time I  used it to defeat him in his level I had totally forgotten about it), but  nothing else, it is really slow, and really only serves for that. Had more fun with gutsman.

Fireman’s: Love the weapon. Firepower! I used this weapon to defeat both copy and Willy machines. Love the damage it makes, and the armor taking the minor enemies around me is awesome too. It is Bombsman’s weakness, I learned in he final stage, but Bombman is too fast for me to end him with this, I had better luck using my buster alone against bombman.

Elecman’s: Did you just say, the most versatile weapon in the game? Love it, can defeat to many enemies without being hit, used to defeat Yellow Devil (I did see that there was a glicht, but I did not use it, mostly becuase I pretty sure it does not work where I played it XD)

And that is all, in willy stages, in the first one: I heate you with passion, moving plataforms, (and spikes, but mostly the moving plataforms), and the accuracy to defeat yellow devil had me chanting jump while I battled (I not tend to talk while playing, so, really surprising ). The second: I hate you with passion, pursuing balloons, (and I saw how t defeat copy megaman, someone said, use fire!; I did, and it worked, mostly because the weapon does a lot of damage I think,  really great) The third: I almost forgot you, I when to check the name Yashichi in the wiki and it mention that there was a face I did not remember...you were really easy, but the fast peace was fun. the fourth: I hate you with passion, moving plataforms (not so much because of magnet though) Also, I learned what a Yashichi is. Lokked it up because I did not want to waste lives to grab it if it was not useful (did not grab, because also I do not trust me with magnet, I always end up falling if I am not careful)....to defeath four bosses one after the other is rought, the most difficult was fireman, I could not help losing life there. Gutsman also was only feasible for me with bombman an withhim alone in his corner. 

Willy boss: FIREMAN WEAPON ATTACK. I can defeat the first phase in three shots with it. The second I had to evade, that ray trayectory was strange, but after a while it is possible with fireman weapon.

I totally see megaman with other eyes after this, the little one is awesome to do this in one go!.

I really had fun with this game, in the future, I will someday challenge myself to do the willy stage in one go, but not right now XD. 

I really liked it, go on Megaman!

[ourdarkcollectionmakerme]

A Law For Children

Change is knocking on the door of Parliament. Millions are oppressed every day in brothels, homes, factories and hell-holes of endless violence against children. After rescuing tens of thousands of children, I can vouch that our children cannot wait any longer. I have heard rescued young girls talking about how they had been sold for a price much less than that of a buffalo. Recently, some children who were freed from a jeans factory in Delhi could barely open their eyes because they had not seen the sun for the last three years. Sitting and working for long hours without proper food had left them crippled. These are not isolated stories and should be looked against the overarching backdrop of a national emergency where eight children go missing every hour; four are sexually abused and two raped.

One ray of hope is a strong legal mechanism against trafficking and India is very close to coming up with a legislation that will break the backbone of trafficking. The Trafficking of Persons (Prevention, Protection and Rehabilitation) Bill, 2018 has been introduced in the Lok Sabha. The Bill is a moral victory for the 12 lakh Indians who marched with me in the 12,000-km Bharat Yatra last year declaring a war on child trafficking and the sexual abuse of children. An organised crime like trafficking needs a legislation that systematically dismantles the complicated modus-operandi of the traffickers. The proposed bill deals a solid blow to the very economics of trafficking as an illicit trade that fuels black money and corruption. Trafficking is the largest illicit trade in the world which is pegged at $150 billion. Every penny earned out of human trafficking is black money.

The Bill proposes time-bound completion of trials against perpetrators with strong economic deterrents like attachment and forfeiture of property and also the proceeds of crime. Further, rigorous imprisonment and massive fines will cripple this organised crime. The anti-trafficking bill also provides a comprehensive framework for rehabilitation in a time-bound manner, irrespective of conviction. The Bill calls for the creation of a central and state-level rehabilitation funds for the survivors of trafficking for the first time ever. Recently, an 11-year old girl was raped over several weeks in an apartment complex in Chennai, allegedly by 17 men. A 14- month-old girl was raped in Madhya Pradesh by a close relative. Such incidents are going up in the absence of a deterrent legal framework.

To counter this disturbing and growing phenomenon, the Criminal Law (Amendment) Bill, 2018 stipulates extremely stringent punishment for perpetrators of rape on minor girls. It is appalling to note that the current pendency for disposing of rape cases in some states is as high as 50 to 100 years. Most important is the fact that the Bill will pave the way for time-bound disposal of trials ensuring expeditious justice delivery by setting up special fast-track courts in all districts and forensic laboratories in every state. This Bill, replacing the ordinance promulgated in April, will also be tabled in the ongoing monsoon session of Parliament along with the Anti-Trafficking Bill.

Over the last 10 years, India has made phenomenal progress in promulgating and amending several pieces of legislation that will go a long way in upholding the rights of its children — for example, the Right to Education Act (2009), POCSO Act (2012), Juvenile Justice Act (2015), the new child labour law of 2016. In addition, on several occasions during the last decade, the judiciary has delivered landmark judgments related to missing children, the establishment of anti-human trafficking units, recovery of back wages and ensuring compensation for survivors of modern slavery, among others. In the absence of a robust anti-trafficking law, the state is failing to fulfil its duties under these laws and judgments.

It is abundantly clear that to be able to deliver justice to the most vulnerable survivors of trafficking, lawmakers must ensure the speedy and unhindered passage of the Trafficking of Persons (Prevention, Protection and Rehabilitation) Bill, 2018 and the Criminal Law (Amendment) Bill. Let me underline that laws and institutions cannot be perfect instruments of justice in one go. There is always room for improvement in any law, and that is how they evolve. But we cannot keep arguing, hoping for a utopic legislation. Laws are the only tools at our disposal for a just and equitable society. Eventually, all stakeholders have to collectively use their hearts, heads and hands to attain justice. The collective conscience of all my fellow citizens is the only way to protect our children and while these laws are the first step they are only the first step. Society must rise collectively to provide protection to our children.

Parliament must pass Trafficking Bill, Criminal Law Amendment for safety of minors. A Law For Children Change is knocking on the door of Parliament. Millions are oppressed every day in brothels, homes, factories and hell-holes of endless violence against children.

[thefunniestguy]

That scene at the end of s2 with. Mako seeing Korra and Korra kisses him and he pretends their breakup never happened. That scene happened and my sister started singing "the other woman" when it showed Asami . She's sleeping outside tonight 🥰 /j

[thefunniestguy]

ALSO UNCLE IROH. I started cruing a little . To be honest .

[thefunniestguy]

Bolin's little. Something along thr lines of "KORRA'S BEEN GONE A WEEK" at seeing Mako and Asami back together iss Literally what everyone is thinking LMAO