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[todayisafridaynight]

The funniest thing that could be true about Jo as a headcanon/whatever is that he is ticklish (bc this tracks with his frankly ridiculous amount of layers and it's fun when stoic assholes have vulnerability they can't control).

Who would ever know? Certainly nobody. Even w Arasawa, Masumi wouldn't have a reason to know unless he stumbled into this information by accident, and Jo... I can't even imagine his reaction. Betrayal and fear.

I'm being goosey but it made me giggle to think about and thought I'd share.

Im so sorry to inflict this statement upon everyone but every time i think of tickling i think of that one dane cook bit. About being tickled.

[lavampira]

tag people you’d like to get to know better!

tagged by @ravensgard @hylfystt @erielake @rosenfey @solarisrenbeth ty my loves <3

LAST SONG: the moon will sing - the crane wives

CURRENTLY WATCHING: I’ve been rewatching both fullmetal alchemist: brotherhood + true detective S1

THREE SHIPS: all of these are going to be oc x canon sowwy but I’ll go with the ones currently running the show in my brain - d’alia/sidurgu (ffxiv), d’alia/g’raha (ffxiv), and river/xyx (blooming panic) (I started playlists for the latter two. send help)

FAVORITE COLOR: sage and mossy greens

CURRENTLY CONSUMING: coffee with hazelnut creamer and a cinnamon streusel muffin <3

FIRST SHIP: harumichi (sailor uranus/sailor neptune)

PLACE OF BIRTH: georgia

CURRENT LOCATION: texas

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single pringle babeyyy

LAST MOVIE: priscilla (2023)

CURRENTLY WORKING ON: too many wips - I need an intervention or someone to aggressively hold me hostage until I finish them like we’re starring in stephen king’s misery ya know

and no pressure tagging: @hythlodaes @winedark @aphoticfairy @gefiltefished @narrativefoiltrope @veeples @scionshtola @coldshrugs @leondaltons @kirnet @the-rogue-mockingjay @galadae @greyyourwarden @lilas @perpetuagf @bethesdas @newbordeaux @jennystahl @queenofthieves @sirotras @vampirebiter @piratebay @creaking-skull @elliewilliums @lysehexts @oh-yeah-no @verbose-vespertine

[bamboozledchaos]

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[loserlvrss]

𓂃 ⋆ once again back here exposing drafts i should be writing (≧ᗜ≦) anyways, also coming on here to say that im closing my reqs for the time being so i can work on the ones i have !! p.s if u do request while it’s closed, i’ll just hold onto them until they’re open again. thanks <3

putting these out so i don’t just disregard them (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ ) there is no particular order i will be writing these in, so sorry for the wait in advance… btw yes i have other reqs (headcanons about bnd specifically) that I WILL write u have my word (ᵕ—ᴗ—) /♡ ily’all

- soph ˊˎ-

[squigglywindy]

Alright this is it and then I’m actually going to bed.

Sorry to anyone I’ve accidentally ignored or neglected or angered or upset or annoyed or anything it was not intentional and I’ll try to do better and I’m sorry.

Ily’all <3

[linkeyblue]

Heya~!  I don’t know how many of you have followed me for a while, but I’m actually a pretty avid artist!  :D  If you have the money, and want to- Please consider commissioning me!  I use paypal exclusively.   If you don’t have the money, I always love a good art trade- and a reblog would really be appreciated! Something I also didn’t mention in the pictures:  Any additional characters past the first two are $10 each.  They just take a while to pose and make a color scheme for.   If you have something specific I didn’t mention- Please ask!  :D  I’ll also probably give discounts at certain points or if you’re a regular, so keep an eye out for that. P.S.- I made this picture decently rushed, so any commissions I do will most likely have much more polish, care, and time put into them. PLEASE REBLOG~! <3 THINGS I WILL NOT DO: Explicit NSFW THINGS I WILL DO BUT CHARGE EXTRA FOR: Mecha Furries (I’m sorry Ily’all it just takes me forever to draw y’all) Lineart.  Extra twenty bucks.  I hate it.  Extremely Detailed Characters Comics

[genesisrose74]

LETS GOOOOOOOOO

FINALS DONE BABYEEEEE

I just wrote like four pages of an argument essay within an hour and my hands are in ✨pain✨ BUT IT’S OKAY

Finals were actually decent (except for maybe my math one but we won’t talk about it ajsdfjdsfj, pretty positive I cannot fail doe), so here’s to hoping I maintain my distinguished GPA thing because I want it to be consecutive so bad

Should be back to uploading normally in the coming days and will answer my (probably extremely cluttered lol) inbox as fast as I can :3 sorry for being so inactive this entire damn week 🥺 but ily’all and missed it here so very much!! Hopefully everything is going alright for you lovely people, and if you’re also in the midst of finals like I was, I wish you the best of luck! Could I mayhaps get a pogchamp 👉👈

[matkomakto]

How was it to be a volunteer in Italy?

In this post I want to describe my experience as an AIESEC volunteer in Bologna (I posted a lot during this period on my Instagram). My project was related to SDG4, or in other words Quality Education. The name of my NGO is EduChange. What I did in practice was teaching English and giving presentations about Poland and Polish culture to Italian children at the age of 9-10 (and once 14, but that’s a different story). I will put a line now, so that if you’re not interested you won’t have to scroll like crazy.

ARRIVAL

I don’t want to describe the whole procedure of applying, it’s very easy and nothing really happens. Before you leave you have two meetings - one in your local AIESEC and the other via Internet with the one you’re going to. My journey starts on January, 17th. In the morning I entered a bus to Kraków, from where I departed at 4pm to Venice, and then to Bologna. Venice welcomed me with rain (I got a little cold because of that, but Gripex saved my life once again) and so did Bologna. The whole journey took 26 hours (yes, I went by bus and you can’t judge me). Somewhere on my way my first host-mum, Mary, messaged me wishing me a good journey and asking if I was safe (and in this sentence you have everything about this woman - always kind and caring <3). A few hours later, my other host-mum, Chiara, who was supposed to take me from the station messaged me too. At the station I was welcomed by Chiara and Matilde, one of my new sisters (in general, now I have 3 sisters and 1 brother). In the car I met Davide, dad, and Carlotta, my other sister (or daughter, as some people would say). After a short conversation, I realised we were in the house of Mary, where I was about to spend next 3 weeks of my life. I was tired af, but it’s understandable, I think. I messaged my buddy, Marie Claire (oh, haven’t told you about her — a buddy is a person from bolognese AIESEC, who takes care of you, a kind of nanny I’d say) and my manager, Sofia. And then I had dinner and went to sleep. I was sleeping from 14.00 till 11.00 on Sunday. I had no idea what would happen next.

FERRARA

I woke up when nobody was at home. It was a bit creepy tbh. On the table I found a note “We’ll be home at 12, eat anything you want” (I didn’t, my stomach was still acting as if I were in the bus). When the whole family, it means — Mary, Andrea, Athina and Achille, came back, they told me “We’re going to Ferrara”. I thought “What is Ferrara?”. It’s a beautiful town near Bologna, where we spent an amazing afternoon. I didn’t know anything about this town, and even if Mary and Andrea tried their best as guides, I spent a whole evening using Google Maps to identify objects I had seen. Among them were the Cathedral, Palazzo Muncipale, Castello Estense, Palazzo dei Diamanti and Via delle Volte. I ate a delicious cake, which name I don’t remember, filled with Nutella. Achille kept complaining “Maddalena’s cake is the best!” (they all  ok, almost all called me Maddalena, which is Italian version of Magdalena). In the evening we played all three in the living room and I was texted by Serena, an English teacher from one schools I was going to teach in, also one of my best bolognese friends. With her message I became both excited and anxious about the next day.

FIRST DAY(S)

All the anxiety disappeared when I entered the first school. The children were so lovely and cheerful that I fell in love with them (in a good meaning ofc) instantly. On the first lesson I was just sitting and doing nothing. Then, Serena came, and I was helping her to answer children’s questions during a final test. Believe me, there were hundreds of them. I came home tired, but happy. And finally I became hungry and ate everything I was offered (I always have a problem with eating far from home). The next day meant another school. It was less pleasant as a building, as Mary described it - it looked more like a hospital. Nevertheless, both the teachers and the students again were pure love. In the canteen I sat with 5 boys, who were supposed to make an interview with me. I felt as if I had been watching Familiada live. Then, one of the teachers came to our table hugging one boy saying “Ask him as often as you can. He’s my son”. Lovely, isn’t it? XD In the next class two girls came to me, giving me a drawing (I have it still in my diary). When I asked in Italian if it was for me, I heard a loud, full of shock “LEI CAPISCEEEEEEEEE”. One of the funniest things during these first days is that nobody knew I spoke Italian, and seeing their faces as they discovered it was a very entertaining activity. Wednesday was my day out, I’ll describe it later. On Thursday and on Friday I went to the third school. I ended up in Athina’s class and believe me, it’s really hard to be in one class with your sibling. Fun fact, both English teachers in that school are Rosannas, which confused me a bit these days.

DISCOVERING BOLOGNA

Finally, on my free Wednesday I got an opportunity to go to the centre. I remember my heartbeat when the bus no.13 entered the centre, it was fulfilling of a dream I made as a 13-year-old girl. I walked through Via d’Azeglio and found myself in Piazza Maggiore. Do you remember that scene from Home Alone, where Kevin realises he’s home alone and walks along screaming as crazy? It was me at the moment (but I screamed internally, don’t be scared). I entered Basilica (which I loved and I came back there several times, even twice on the same day). When I went out, I met Marie Claire. She was my guide that day, we had a great time as she showed me Bologna and its 6 secrets (google it). Later I was supposed to go on an AIESEC meeting (there were 2 meetings and Global Village). I continued my trip around city centre from Saturday till Monday, even if the weather wasn’t as great as on Wednesday. Also, on Saturday we spent a few hours “occupando Italia in un Irish pub” with other volunteers. On that day I discovered KIKO Milano, which is now my #1 makeup brand, I’m addicted to it, sorry if I’m a disappointment.

WEEK #2

I was about to write “Nothing interesting really happened”. But damn, I survived a power shortcut in one of the schools, I ate a true Italian pizza and gelato for the first time, I prepared 120 minutes of lesson in 5 minutes because the teacher was absent, I got engaged into “International Mother Tongue Day” organised by one of my schools, I bought a pair of beautiful shoes, I started to enjoy my new social life (volunteers, ily’all and miss y’all <3) and I managed to organise my first trip completely on my own. If that’s nothing then I don’t know what it is. Oh yes, my famous trips, or as I heard from some people “you have too much money”. Let’s remember the first one.

ROME

No matter how hard I try to overcome it, the very first thing I remember about Rome is the pain in my feet. If you’re ever in Rome, please children, don’t go there in brand-new shoes and try not to walk 21,5 km in a single day. As a true Polish, I will start with complaining. I waited 1,5h for a bus and it didn’t have a machine to buy tickets, as they have in Bologna (Bologna-Rome 1:0). On Saturday, despite not the best weather, I made a beautiful trip from Basilica Papale di Santa Maria Maggiore, through Colloseum, Forum Romanum, Altare della Patria, Palazzo Colonna, Fontanna di Trevi, Piazza Navona, Castel Sant’Angelo to the Vatican City and its museum (I have an illegal photo from Sistine Chapel, but shh). My friends volunteers, who also were in Rome, wanted me to go with them to Trastevere, but believe me, I was dying. The next day I did the check out before 8am and I enjoyed empty Rome on Sunday morning, it was amazing. I visited Trinità dei Monti. It was almost empty, @turbinis​ told me I was very lucky, so I will make you see how my luck looks like:

INDEED.IT.WAS.EMPTY.AND.ONE.HOUR.LATER.I.CAME.BACK.THERE.AND.IT.WAS.FULL.OF.PEOPLE.

WEEK #3

In one class there was a Polish boy. Whenever I saw him, he was yelling “CZEEEŚĆ” and whenever I told something about Poland all the children looked at him in the way “Do you confirm what she’s saying?” This week also brought me two great memories with my bro, Achille. He was sick and out of school and this week he was supposed to be back. He was a bit depressed and thought he would have to study all night. Oh, I forgot about the deep existential question he asked me two weeks before: “Have you ever loved someone on this Earth?”. Deep, you must admit. Another time, he was watching cartoons. When his cartoon ended, they started a cartoon for younger kids. He got offended, switched off the tv and took off the battery from the remote control, because “he won’t watch things for babies”. I remember that one day I became extremely hungry and the next day I went to Café Zamboni (coming back from Pinacoteca, which was amazing btw) and ate so much, that I could barely walk XD. I started realising that I want to go to Erasmus here. It was also a week of Sanremo, I remember with laugh how Athina tried to show her dad the performance of Achille Lauro and poor babbo was running away from her and her phone (I was team Gabbani, although now, when I’m writing this, I hear a loud “FAAAAAI RUMOOORE QUIIIII”). On Friday I got compliments from Rosanna and Rosanna for being a good teacher. They really liked how I had substituted Rosanna#1 the week before. Having my wings grown, I started my next trip, using Frecciarossa for the first time.

NAPLES

Although you may not believe it, it was the first time I had seen the sea. Moreover, I saw it for the first time in the same place as did Elena Greco in “L’amica geniale”, but I realised it a few weeks later. Getting out of the hostel, I went down Via Toledo, Galleria Umberto I, Castel Nuovo to Piazza del Plebiscito. I swear, I will fight anyone who says that Naples is dirty/ugly/both. Also, everyone was telling me about thieves, but somehow I didn’t get stolen. After I finished a gelato on Piazza, I went to the sea. It was one of the most beautiful feelings I’ve ever experienced. I thought “Screw all the sightseeing, you will do it tomorrow. Enjoy the sea today”, and so I did. I followed Lungomare all the time, passing along Castel dell’Ovo to the Mappatella beach. As it was the first time I saw the sea, the beach was also a whole new experience. Kids, never ever go to the beach in winter shoes, did you know? Because I didn’t. Probably I would watch a sunset there, but I got a bit scared with all those theft-stories and I was in the hostel before it got dark (I watched the sunset on Piazza del Plebiscito though). On Sunday I went from Santa Maria del Carmine, via Via San Biagio dei Librai and Via dei Tribunali to the Cathedral, Piazza Nazionale and train station. I arrived in Bologna at 11pm tired, but happy.

WEEK #4

In the middle of my stay, I moved to my second host family. At the beginning it was a bit weird (just like every time you change your life 180°). Everything changed the next evening, when I stayed home alone with my sisters and their nanny. We had a great time playing games and joking. Although I’m still ashamed that I lose in Mario, which was the game of MY childhood :C. That week another AIESEC meeting took place. Even two meetings, because on February, 14th there was a Global Village. It was a great event, even if I couldn’t enjoy it till the end, because the next day I had to wake up early. For the train. Btw, it was a Valentine’s Day, wasn’t it? I received some sweet cards from my students and it made my heart melt. After school we met with Marie Claire, who showed me something that now I miss a lot - tigelle.

FLORENCE

I woke up with a strong “oh shit” feeling. But as I realised I’m going to Florence, I got up and got ready in 20 minutes. Everyone was still sleeping, though I woke up Chiara when I tried to open the door. It was a cursed day for trains, I think. The train to Florence had too few wagons (I was assigned #9, but there were only 7, though they let me in) and the train from Florence was 40min delayed (I got into precisely on time I should get off in Bologna). I spent a wonderful day, mostly contemplating Il Duomo. Seriously, I took 42 photos of it, which makes almost a half of all photos taken in Florence. I can’t resist to put here at least one:

When I arrived to Ponte Vecchio, I saw a beautiful exhibition of jewelry. Really, it was so beautiful, that I couldn’t stop watching it. I even took a photo of it. As I started to continue my trip I said to myself “Magdalena, you will regret it till the end of your life!” So I came back and bought one bracelet. For 130€. Do I regret it? No. Would I regret if I hadn’t bought it? Yes. I will even show it to you.

One of the most important highlights is the visit to Capelle Medicee - if you ever go to Florence, go there, it costs only 2€ if you’re below 25 (or 26 idk). I enjoyed an amazing view from Giardini Boboli, saw another Neptun Fountain (like, Italians, aren’t you done with them yet???) and took a rest in front of Santa Croce. As a nice finish, I watched the sunset by the Cathedral.

WEEK #5

That Sunday (yes, now I start with Sunday, why not) Chiara woke me up early in the morning and we went to Matilde’s training (she plays rugby and btw Athina plays tennis and Carlotta does skating, I’m really proud of them). After the match (Matilde’s team won ofc) we went to Chiara’s parents. Oh my, I had never thought that people who had never seen me before would treat me as if I were their granddaughter, because that’s what I felt. I don’t remember if I ever had such a dinner, in such an atmosphere. I miss nonna’s tortellini, no one will ever prepare me better ones. In the evening, we played Dixit (a bit of Katowice flashback), the best game ever and don’t even try to say something different. Monday and Tuesday were the days of saying goodbye, since next week these days were supposed to be free. On Wednesday I spent a nice afternoon/evening with Heloísa, my Brasilian friend. We both didn’t know then that we will miss going out so much. On Thursday and on Friday I was a bit sick, I don’t know whether it was just a cold, a beginning of flu or covid-19, which everyone believes me to have had. Nevermind, on Saturday I was completely well.

SAN LUCA

San Luca is a sanctuary located on a hill near Bologna. You can go there on foot, through 666 “portici”. So did I with my host-mom Chiara and Carlotta. It was a beautiful, sunny day. I remember Carlotta running fast up the stairs and being tired when we went down. My sister has a big, pure heart. She gave her chocolate to a homeless man. Also, on that day she became my daughter. At least for the woman in the souvenir shop. (If you ask about Matilde, she was on a soccer game with her dad)

WEEK #6 HOW IT ALL COLLAPSED

Here, I should describe my last week in Italy. But I won’t.

It all started on Sunday morning. I had bought train tickets to Venice and Rimini a few days before. Chiara said “Do you know, there are more and more cases of coronavirus in Venice, in the evening there will be an official communicate. Consider not going there tomorrow”. All I said was “Okay.”. But really, I had no fear of this virus, I even thought I would take advantage of it, because panic means it will be less crowded, no? In the afternoon I went to the centre. In Piazza Maggiore, Via dell’Indipendenza and near the Two Towers people were celebrating the end of the carnival. As I don’t like crowded spaces, I went for a walk near Via San Vitale and Strada Maggiore. As the sun started to set, I decided to go back home. I received a message from AIESEC members that all schools in Emilia Romagna are closed. “A whole free week, cool” I thought. But as the new messages appeared I realised, that there would be no Venice tomorrow. They wrote “Please, don’t travel”. But then it was not my problem. I wanted to get into a bus, but somehow all the bus stops were empty. I had to go back on foot. Have I mentioned that I lived about 5 km from the centre? So, it was a long walk. As I walked, I tried to think what I would do for a whole week as probably the girls will go to grandparents’ and Chiara and Davide have their works. With Chiara we made a decision, I have to go back to Poland. We contacted a few members, about an hour later I had new bus tickets on my phone. We went to a supermarket, it was as if a war was coming. 5 minutes before closing the shop was full of people. And empty on shelves a few minutes later. At 10pm we drove to grandparents to leave the girls there. It was one of the hardest farewells in my life. You can ask why, they are not even your family. Maybe because I remember Carlotta’s words, when they both occupied the whole sofa and I asked “Oh, there’s no longer place for me, is there?” she answered “There will always be a place for you here”. Maybe because I remember Matilde’s head on my shoulder when we were on the way. Maybe because I remember how grandma treated me as her real granddaughter giving me some food and her confitures to Poland. Maybe because all these people showed me more familiar love and affection in these 5 weeks than I received from my real family. Maybe because they still text me asking how I’m doing. Maybe.

I stayed awake till 3am, making my suitcase and handbags. On Monday I went to school, which was closed, to make a closing meeting and to say goodbye to my first host-family. I went for a last coffee and pizza to my favourite restaurant nearby and came back home. I watched tv all the afternoon and had a farewell-pizza as a supper (2 pizzas in a day, very healthy, Magdalena). On Tuesday at 6am I was in a bus heading to Prague and then to Kraków. Instead of watching the sea in Rimini, I was watching some fields somewhere between Kraków and my town.

To make a happy end, it was the time of my life, I’d write something better here but it’s almost 1:30am when I write this, so sorry :C

[shawnssongs]

Just a disclaimer for anyone wondering about any of these things...

Requests: I literally only have like 3, and I promise I’m trying to write them!! I just take forever. So if you’re waiting, do not worry!! It’ll be written eventually :)

Cast your mutuals: I still have a bunch. It’s just taking me a while to complete them! Again, don’t worry, I will eventually get to all of them.

🌿 music game: tbh I think I only have a few left, but again, it just takes me forever. I’m sorry if I haven’t gotten to yours yet, but I promise I will.

Who are you / ship game: I still have a ton left lmao, and people are still sending new ones in. I promise, I’ll eventually get to all of those as well. I just get burnt out after doing a few, so I can really only do a couple at a time. I’m so sorry if I’ve kept you waiting but I don’t want you to feel ignored!

This is basically just a big apology post bc I take forever to answer all my asks shdhs sorry ily’all

[damnedcrybaby]

GREEK LOVE TEST

~bow chica wow wow; duh duh dun dun dun dunnnnnnn!!~

CAROLINE: Good Agape

All agape types are organized around bestowal and attuned to instinct and inspiration. Agape types are spontaneous and mythopoetic lovers who charm others by making them the recipients of a free-spirited and joyous bestowal that escapes all conventional means of appraisal and evaluation and which is itself without limits. Agape is truly a love which freely gives and forgives, and which precedes the rational, confounding it, and charms less inspired natures to relinquish their everyday sensibility in order to play along to the joyful tune of its carnival. As a love, agape is truly "that good which has no end and is its own measure" and for which every conventional standard of value is too small a receptacle for the joys that it has to offer. As for good agape, it is, as Shakespeare said, like "a gentle rain that droppeth from Heaven and is twice blessed," exalting to both giver and receiver. The efforts of good agape are rarely calculated or strained, but flow forth from that spontaneous and golden wit which champions an unapologetic celebration of life. In loving through good agape, you often find yourself in the role of effervescent maverick, or "golden child": Charming, optimistic, and eternally youthful, your charisma and glee are rare commodities that provide much-needed reprieves from the humdrum of everyday existence and brighten up the lives of others. Your charisma and joyous bestowals tend to have a captivating effect on people where others are seized by your personal magnetism and cheer. By your mesmerizing displays of optimism and wit, it is likely that you have often gotten away with things that others would not. However, it would be wrong to imply that your bestowals are calculated, since they are in fact freely bequeathed onto others, the "joy of giving" being in your very nature, and with you enjoying the munificence and good cheer that your effervescence has on others too. Famous Greeks who have Agape: Homer, Diogenes the Dog. Your ideal partner is someone who has NOMOS.

DANIEL: Good Nomos

All nomos types are organized around duty and the impetus that humans should care for one another in a conscientious way. Nomos types are forward-thinking and responsible lovers who see our commitment to each other not just as "duties" or "obligations," but as opportunities to deepen our own moral stature and cultivate a sense of belonging as well. Nomostypes understand that humanity is a social and cooperative species and that very few things of importance can be accomplished by one person setting out for themselves. Consequently, they care especially deeply about the life and values of communities, their friends and social circles, and they often see opportunities for how everyone can be made to work together within them. Nomos types are dependable and trustworthy lovers who believe that (in love as well as in life) just rewards come to those who care not just about themselves, but for their community as a whole. As for good nomos, it must be said that uniting a concern for the affairs of others with a selflessness and a genuine humility is no mean feat. All too often, individuals who pay such close attention to the affairs of others as nomos lovers do have hidden, self-serving agendas, such as prying or meddling for the sake of entertaining themselves, acting moralistically or sanctimoniously in order to feel better about themselves, or using the information they glean from their "concern" for others as gossip to elevate their standing within the community. However, good nomos lovers manage to stay clear of these pitfalls and instead take a sincere and altruistic interest in others. When other people are going through times of trouble, the good nomos lover takes no joy in their misfortune, but understands the gravity of their plight and provides a deeply rooted sense of reassurance. Good nomos lovers listen and involve themselves in the affairs of others responsibly and humbly. They espouse a level-headed practical wisdom in a non-judgmental manner - one that gives the other person a surer and more sensible perspective on their problems. In this way, good nomos lovers are the quiet enablers of our world; people who, through their own counsel and wisdom, gently empower others to learn and grow as they rise to face the challenges before them. Good nomoslovers are not exacting, but realize that they will very likely never receive the same amount of selfless attention from others as they themselves give. They live by the creed that though the needs of friends and loved ones are insatiable, those of us who have the capacity must nevertheless do our best to tend to them and to serve as dutiful guardians, diplomats, and dependable down-to-earth presences to others. Famous Greeks who have Nomos: Pericles, Xenophon. Your ideal partner is someone who has AGAPE.

Tagged By: @patiencetaught (i haven’t messed with the dashboard memes in a minute but i actually really loved this, thank you for tagging me!!) Tagging: @softintonation ; @notlikegcds; @daggermxchanic ; @bountyman ; @badnewsvideo ; @maternalmelancholy ; @vaguerdoubts ; @ronmanmob ; @brooklynislandgirl (sorry for doublies or disinterest, i am a SLUT FOR GREEK ANY-MEMES, ily’all <3)

[esbisos]

Hey danni! Can you answer 26 and 42?

Hello Shamara, my love! Hope you’re well

Let’s Chat!: Leave a number from this 5SOS List~

26. If you were trapped on a deserted island and could only bring one member with you, who would it be and why?

Either Calum or Ashton. Both would make me laugh, but I also feel like they’d be the type to actually know what to do to survive. Sorry Muke, ily’all!! 

42. Would you rather be brought on stage for an entire song or meet only 2 of them in public?

Oh shoooot. Would I be doing anything during the song? If I’m just standing there like a dumbass then hard pass LOL. I’d rather meet two of them in public. I feel like if I embarrass myself in that situation at least it’ll be in passing. But on stage - people video that shit and just.. NO THNX. 

[vodka-aunt-coran]

tag game

tagged by the amazing wonderful @grandaddycoran whom i love <3 Rules: Answer the questions and tag 20 blogs you want to get to know better

Nicknames: it’s pretty hard to nickname “emma”? my drumline did nicknames though, and mine was “thumper” bc i was tiny like a bunny, but also on bass drum

Star sign: cancer (and leo cusp! which is important to me alright let me live)

Height: 5′…3″?

Time right now: 8:39pm

Last thing you googled: on my laptop – alexander vi. on my phone – are baze and chirrut actually married.

Fave music artist: i’m…just gonna list a few…sorry…fall out boy, panic at the disco, my chemical romance (it’s a Mood ok), regina spektor, bastille, and fun. are the main artists i listen to

Last movie I watched: what is a movie…i think i saw moana a month ago? i cried three times.

Last TV show I watched: i just watched an episode of futurama bc i’m trying to get into it, but the last tv show i watched was series of unfortunate events

What I’m wearing right now: cheap marvel sports bra from target and poofy sweatpants

When I created this blog: late august, right after i finished work for the summer…vld was supposed to be a way to kill time until school started again…oops

Do I do asks regularly: i’ve been getting a bunch lately and i love every person who sends them :’D

Why did i choose my URL: coran is the space uncle, but there’s no [alcohol] uncle. he seems like a vodka aunt though.

Gender: girl :)

Hogwarts house: SLYTHERIN

Pokemon team: TEAM VALOR

Favorite color: red, but yellow makes me happiest…if that makes sense

Lucky number: 7 and 722 bc that’s my birthday lmao (also 42 and 742 to a lesser degree)

Favorite characters: don’t do this to me.....probably between keith and pidge?

Number of blankets I sleep with: two, a fluffy one underneath a comforter for Maximum Coziness

Followers: >1000 which kinda blows my mind, ily’all so much??

i’m going to tag people i’ve recently talked to (mainly people from the Galra Nonsense yesterday lmaooo) but if we’re mutuals and i didn’t tag you but you want to do this, pretend that i did!!

@writterings @pidgesonic @cinnamonrollshiro @terezisexbuttpyrope @takashirogone @riprover @life-death-thepursuitofhappiness @helloitisipotato @magnificentcollectiverebel @wereallfuckindead @lancemcclainofficial @foofoocuddlypoopsgavesokkaapples

[damnedcrybaby]

ooc: i know... i know... i’m sorry... but ily’all to pieces... and i missed my oc babies... will do some greeters etc after these two’re leavin’ notes in their wake & after i finish their bios etc in the next fistfull’a days... just re-following people again ‘cause ily... prolly gonna change my name at some point too just dunno what to yet <3.