#spirallines

[radiomogai]

[PT: pathirclestreetirallyrica + imosrirclestreetirallyrica + spirathirclestreetirallyrica + imospirathirclestreetirallyrica. end PT]

pathirclestreetirallyrica + imosrirclestreetirallyrica + spirathirclestreetirallyrica + imospirathirclestreetirallyrica

[IMAGE ID: four rectangular flags with eight evenly-sized horizontal stripes each. all of them have a line and a spiral in the middle. from top to bottom, the first flag's colors are as follows: dark blue, bright blue, light blue, pastel yellow, warm green, cool green, warm brown, and medium pink-red. from top to bottom, the second flag's colors are as follows: dark blue, medium teal, bright blue, bright yellow-green, light orange, bright orange, medium pink-red, and pink-purple. from top to bottom, the third flag's colors are as follows: dark blue, cool purple, bright blue, light blue, warm yellow, dull golden yellow, medium pink-red, and pastel pink. from top to bottom, the fourth flag's colors are as follows: pastel blue, dull teal, dark blue, cool purple, pastel purple, pastel pink, medium pink-red, and pink-purple. END ID.]

pathirclestreetirallyrica: a lyrica gender relating to the lyrics "straightforward paths lead to circles / surrounding streetlamps turn to spirals" from what comes around by circus-p.

imosrirclestreetirallyrica: an imosrial lyrica gender relating to the lyrics "straightforward paths lead to circles / surrounding streetlamps turn to spirals" from what comes around by circus-p.

spirathirclestreetirallyrica: a spiralline lyrica gender relating to the lyrics "straightforward paths lead to circles / surrounding streetlamps turn to spirals" from what comes around by circus-p.

imospirathirclestreetirallyrica: an imosrial and spiralline lyrica gender relating to the lyrics "straightforward paths lead to circles / surrounding streetlamps turn to spirals" from what comes around by circus-p.

@revenant-coining @radiomogai

[adaptable-polarity]

The inner coil? The ipsi coil? Stumbled upon this coil from tracing the liver and spleen meridians. I haven’t seen this documented before and so I started playing with it. When placed into gait, I really feel it highlighted in suspension, and then I can accentuate it with placing all my weight into the front foot… Feeling the coil from left neck, through my right shoulder into my right obliques, coiling through adductors counter balancing the lateral line. What’s interesting to me, if you scroll back through some of my earlier posts tracing spiral lines through fascia, there’s a big toe to eye connection previously found. Much clearer now. #fascia #fascialfitness #fascialtraining #fasciatraining #fascialstretchtherapy #myofascialtherapy #myofascial #energeticanatomy #Spiral #Spirallines #lateralline #coil #coiling #spiraling #Movement #structuralintegrationthroughmovement #movementismedicine #gait #walking #walkingislife #walkingisgoodforthesoul #walkingismytherapy #itsallconnected #Anatomy #anatomyart #anatomystudying #adaptablepolarity https://www.instagram.com/p/Cm14vO1JTVU/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[bog-witch-4-mayor]

there is an alternate reality where Wyn gets his way and has Edin send Danny away to the raider's camp for his own safety. And maybe Danny is so furious at Wyn for not respecting his autonomy and wishes that he puts distance and space between them.

And then he meets a grumpy and closed off half-monster who comes and goes from the camp. Danny is gregarious, incredibly handsome, with a delightful southern accent that would have bulldozed through Moth's prickly nature. And by that point in the Monstrous Cinematic Universe, we know Danny was already down with the kind of equipment Moth was working with and would have soothed bodily insecurities.

This thought brought to you by Charlie's waking nightmares

[revenant-coining]

Coseldrunholine

[pt: Coseldrunholine /end pt]

[IDs: 2 rectangular flags with 7 equally-sized horizontal lines colors in this order from top to bottom: greyish blue, grey-green, pale yellow, blue, pale yellow, grey-green, greyish blue. in the center of the first flag is a greyish blue spiral. End ID]

coinfight revenge on @buntress! (points: 6; 5 (base) +1 (first revenge))

Coseldrunholine: a spiralline gender connected to cosmic horror, eldritch concepts, and unholiness.

Etymology: cos(mic), eldr(itch), unholi(ness), (spiralli)ne

@radiomogai , @imawanokiwaaa , @kiruliom

[ID: a yellow divider outlined in orange and then outlined in brown. in the center is text that reads: “Team Sun”. on the left and right of the divider is a sun symbol. End ID]

[mndvx]

LOCKWOOD & CO. — Death Is Coming (S01E05) ››› Ali Hadji-Heshmati as George Karim

[its-me-renmimi]

Pxnothellic & Plexspirellic

Pxnothellic - A term for being pxngender (also known as panagender / apangender) but specifically in an othellic way. In which one is both agender / has no gender and is also pangender / all the genders or any other form of pxngenderness. Whether that be because be because they consider their pxngenderness to be a contradiction, impossible or paradoxical; or it feels like a never-ending loop; or the parts of their identities feel like inversions, mirrors or reflections of each other; or anything else that makes it feel like pxngender falls under othellic.

Plexspirellic - A gender under the Othellic and Spiralline umbrellas that is ever changing and always shifting. It contains multitudes yet is also singularity, it is paradoxes and infinite branching fractal versions of itself. Being told what it is or what it is ‘supposed’ to be will make it appear as such until the next time; it plays the role that is ‘expected’ of it. You never know what it actually is just what it has been made to be, disruptions to your sense of self.

Day 2 (Dec 11th): A gender that your blorbo would identify w/ | @mousesquared Tagging: @cherrymogai

Think you know what characters inspired these terms? Feel free to send me your guesses! Any time from now until ~5 days after the end of the event (Dec 24th 2023) ^^

[mikkaeus]

i know that watching iwtv would fix me but i find myself once again unable to watch anything

[tojisun]

(simon ask anon again hope it doesn't bother u)

okay im going to try to make this one not so long: THE DAD JOKES you can't imagine how hard those dumb jokes made me laugh bc it was the last thing i thought would come out of him but that made them even better n the rest of interactions in that mission are just as magnificent i love his dynamic w johnny <3

"his size makes me feel small but in a safe and tender way" YES YES YES YOU COULDN'T HAVE SAID IT BETTER "he's your safety but you r his home" how does it feel to KILL MD OMG GIRL IT MAKES PERFECT SENSE DW

my friend you truly understand me (⁠´⁠;⁠︵⁠;⁠`⁠) it makes me happy to see im not alone on this insanity n im here to warn you that it can get worse,,, saw you talking of price N DONT LET ME GET STARTED I LOVE HIM TOO RRRR 🐺 rmbr how i said that simon would understand me? well price would FIX me. and i don't doubt it for a even second. he's literally the perfect man: big, older, hairy.... just imagine being his good girl ㅠㅠ

IT DOESNT BOTHER ME AT ALL SWEETHEART!! tbh im loving this correspondence sm 🥹🫶🏼 love u

NO FR I DIDNT EXPECT IT! WHEN I FIRST HEARD IT, I THOUGHT IT WAS THOSE INCORRECT QUOTES AND THEY (OPs) HAVE HCs THAT THESE COD CHARACTERS ARE SAYIN IT BUT NOPE ITS LEGIT HIM 😭

the one about the dog killed me fr omg i was on the floor giggling bc wtf actually. AND YEA his dynamic w soap is so RAHHHH my fave gotta be that time when johnny said “fuckin brits” after ghost asked him to make a cup of tea HXJSIDOS theyre so funny oh my god i need them

AHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! tbh im speaking amidst all my projections so im super glad that it makes a whole lot of sense <333

NO BECAUSE :((( ghost never had anyone to call family – no place to call home – until he met you. he thought that yk he’s just gon live his life in war because thats what hes damn good at AND THEN HE MET YOU AND NOW HE HAS REASONS TO LIVE. REASONS TO LOVE :((( i need him happy. i need him to be loved tenderly and carefully and gently, but also passionately and encompassing-ly. HE DESERVES IT!!!!

wdym it can get worse- ANON WDYM

OMG THE THING ABOUT PRICE?? YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT. big burly man whose voice rolls off his tongue with the viscosity of molasses, his warm hands wide as it holds you and presses you to him, his lips always pressed onto your skin because he loves kissin you?? THE WAY god the way he murmurs his praises on your skin or swipes at the apple of your cheeks or the way he pulls you to his lap??

RAHHHHHHHHHHH stop anon (dont stop) I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE

[devouheir]

‘let the blind lead the blind, eh?’ from aemond

" Well, two eyes are usually better then one, brother. " Impetulance cuts a smile so mean, but he remembers, " I'm so glad the gods have blessed our mother with at least three. "

@spiralline

[adaptable-polarity]

Extrapolating the coil/spiral Apparently, there are numerous spiral lines of fascia in the body. However, I’ve never seen anyone take the Taoist (Chinese medicine) meridians and create spiral lines. So here you go. Two days ago, I posted one side of the coil by utilizing the diagonal lines of the energetic meridians. As it downloaded, these spirals emerged from that exploration. We end up seeing a lateral line coil with the most wrapping and cross connecting of all the lines. We see a contra lateral coil connecting shoulder and hip. And I found an ipsilateral coil, that wraps under the shoulder to the same side leg. Take a moment and see if you can connect or feel these lines when you side bend, when you walk, when you twist. And please let me know what you find! #spirallines #fascia #spiralengine #coils #humancoil #conservationofenergy #humanspirals #spiral #spirals #doublehelix #dnaactivation #dna #spiralout #movementexploration #artexploration #energeticanatomy #energetico #adaptablepolarity #movementismedicine #movement #myofascialmeridians #myofascialtherapy #fascialfitness #coilingcore #coiling https://www.instagram.com/p/Cmo40mPJnuQ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[haven-gum-rockrose]

Lmao vibes are wild rn

[revenant-coining]

Hywialline

[pt: Hywialline /end pt]

[id: a rectangular flag with 7 equally-sized horizontal lines. colors in this order from top to bottom: dark blue, blue, light blue, white, light blue, blue-green, darkish green. /end id]

Hywialline; a spiralline gender connected to a giant hydra trapped beneath an ocean cyclone, whirlwinds, & windstorms.

etymology; hy(rda), wi(nd), (spir)alline

don’t tag as xenogender!

tagging; @radiomogai , @thecoffeecrew404

[id: a dark blue line divider. /end id]

[cherrymogai]

Thank you for almost 100 followers! Apologies for the inconsistent activity lately. For transparency, our ability to make flags (as well as other hobbies) has been impaired due to a nerve injury that's been causing some severe pain issues. We'd love to do an event sometime though, and I wanted to make an official post thanking everyone for the support!

[peterjakes]

Waterloo Road - 'see I spent my teens enraged spiralin' in silence'

Danny Lewis was back at school, he was at Waterloo Road and things were actually going his way for once. They were for a while, until he ruined it all again.

never did I think I would write a waterloo road fic ngl! but I watched the new series and poor danny bless him:( he was deffo my fave character in the new show and I really hope he gets justice!!

this song really reminded me of danny and I wasn't entirely sure where I was going with this but I think I like it!

thanks for reading :)

also posted on ao3; https://archiveofourown.org/works/44157850

Danny was fifteen when he stopped going to school. It wasn’t like he cared at the time, not really. He hated school, or at least he thought he did. The only good thing about it was he didn’t have to spend time at home. That was the one place he hated more than school. It was a constant struggle, constant fight between Danny and Vinny. Danny knew exactly the type of person Vinny was. He knew as soon as he met him, knew when his mum first introduced him. She didn’t want to at first, and Danny could see why. He was a bully, he was an arsehole, he took and took. Even though Danny hated school, he seemed to spend a lot of time there. He’d get into fights, meaning a week’s detention. That wasted at least an hour after school. Sometimes he’d go to the park for a bit, or the off license. That could waste maybe an hour or so. When it was winter it got dark pretty quickly, and Danny didn’t fancy spending too much time in the dark and cold, so he knew he’d have to go home eventually. Not that anyone would have cared. When it was just him and his mum, she’d make his tea and leave it for him, especially if she was working nights. But after Vinny, she didn’t seem to worry about that. Danny wasn’t stupid or naïve, he wasn’t going to pretend his mum was ever good to him, everything was just worse with Vinny around.

When it was warmer, Danny could stay away from home for longer. Sometimes he didn’t want to just hang about, so he’d go for a walk. It felt like he’d be walking for hours until he realised, he needed to go home. He liked it though, spending time by himself was nice. Danny knew he wasn’t the most popular person in school, but he didn’t need to be. Kai was a good friend, or he was when he was around. But sometimes everything became too much, and Danny just wanted to be alone.

Danny thought it pretty funny, ironic even that he got exactly what he wanted. When the first lockdown happened, everyone was pretty happy. No school for a few weeks? That’s what everyone thought. Danny didn’t care about that, it didn’t matter, not really.

It wasn’t that Danny hated school, not really. He said he did, made out like it was worst thing in the world but that wasn’t the case. There were things Danny liked about school, and it wasn’t just that he got away from being at home. There were some teachers who were alright. He had some friends. He liked some lessons. But sometimes things just seemed too hard. There were things he didn’t always understand, and being the type of kid he was, it seemed like no one wanted to listen.

It was the staying home during those first few weeks that were hard. It wasn’t just that he wasn’t going to school, he couldn’t go out either. He was trapped inside with the worst person possible. Vinny seemed to despise Danny, which was fine, because Danny didn’t like Vinny either. But it was as if he’d done something wrong to Vinny, every little thing Danny did seem to irritate Vinny. There were snide comments, things that were easy for Danny to ignore, even with his mum siding with Vinny every single time. But it was the other things, the things that were harder to ignore. Those were the things that drove it over the edge, the things that made Danny realise he had to go. Danny knew taking the money wasn’t going to be a good idea, but he didn’t have a choice. What else was he going to do? He couldn’t stay there, not anymore.

The school wasn’t the first place Danny stayed. There were street corners, parks, toilets. These weren’t so bad when it was warmer but as soon as it started to get cold, Danny knew he couldn’t stay there long. Some days were better than others, but the money soon ran out. £1000 wasn’t a lot, that’s what Danny realised. Most of it was spent on food, and when he couldn’t buy the food, he had to steal it. Danny didn’t like stealing food, he knew it was wrong, but he had to eat, he had to live.

Danny didn’t come back after that summer; he’d already left home and stopped doing the work teachers would send months before that September came around. He’d wondered what his mum had said when the school rang, whether Mr Casey came round to the house, asking for him. He also wondered when they decided to go to Birmingham; when they left him. Finding that out made Danny finally realise; his mum didn’t care, she never did. He was stupid to think he’d see her again, stupid to think that she’d want to know where he was and how he was doing. He knew that still, even when she sent him that message. He knew she didn’t care, not really, but there was still that small part of him that didn’t want to believe that. There was a part of him that wanted to see her, tell her what had happened, hug her, be a son again.

None of that really mattered though because that part of Danny was wrong. Seeing her again, it made Danny feel strange, like he didn’t really know who she was. She didn’t want to see him for any good reasons, only the stupid money. She could have reached out before; she could have tried to find him. If she had really cared, if she had been a good mum, she would have done that. Danny knew she didn’t care about his exams, who he was living with, his friends, any of that. She never had done and never would. It hurt, it hurt a lot. It wasn’t fair, even though Danny knew he was better off without her. Other people had a mum, other people had a family. Sometimes it seemed like Danny didn’t have anyone, especially before.

Angel had appeared a few months before Danny decided the school boiler room would be his next stop. He was staying in a park a few streets away from the local chippy. It was getting dark one spring evening, so Danny knew he’d have to leave eventually. He didn’t want to; Danny wasn’t exactly sure where he could go. It was times like these he sometimes wished he’d just sucked it up, he just stayed at home. He could have locked himself in his room, played some music and drowned Vinny out. But then he remembered. He remembered all the bad things, all the things that had happened. The things that he couldn’t bring himself to say. That made he stay away, stay outside, stay anywhere that wasn’t home. Not that it was really a home. Danny understood that. He didn’t have a home.

That night, he made his way to leave, climbing over the barrier guarding the swings and slide from the outside world. Just as he began to pull his bag over, a small but vivid noise came from nearby bush and there she was. She was cold, Danny could see her legs shivering. He understood that feeling only too well. Danny had always wanted a dog, ever since he was little. He’d begged and begged him mum when he was eight, telling her it was the most important thing in the world. She’d said no, of course, said they couldn’t afford it and told him to stop asking for such stupid things. Danny had never mentioned it again, he wasn’t stupid enough to try. But he still liked the idea of a dog. Even now, not knowing where he was going to sleep or get his next meal from, the idea of a dog, a little companion, that sounded nice. They could protect each other, keep each other safe. That would be nice. And well, that was that. The two stayed together until that day at the school. He missed her, even knowing she was in good hands. And her being one of the last things he saw before they took him away, that was important.

Danny knew he was lucky; knew he should be grateful. A few months ago, he hadn’t even imagined things would go this way. Danny didn’t think of the future much, not in the long-term. Just the next day, if he’d made it, then that was good. But now? Things were better, much better. It just seemed like everything was too good. Danny would have been alright at the hostel before things started to go bad. It wasn’t Kai’s fault, he knew that, but he could have got by. He hadn’t expected Val to take him in, treat him like she had. It wasn’t like she was trying to be a mum, but sometimes he wished she’d tell him what to do a bit more, stop giving him so much freedom. But then again, he couldn’t complain. It wasn’t just the new things Val had got him, it wasn’t just the guitar lessons or the checking up on him. She cared, actually cared and she wasn’t the only one.

Danny hadn’t seen Kai in two years. He never expected to see him again, which is silly really considering he was sleeping in the school. But still, why would he? Danny’s life was going on a completely different path from Kai’s. Sometimes, Danny would wonder what Kai would be doing. It didn’t matter, though. Because whatever Kai was doing or was going to do, it wasn’t going to involve Danny. But Kai had come to the hostel to spend time with Danny, maybe some of it was him being selfish, but not all. And deep-down Danny knew he needed that, wanted it even. It was nice to have someone like that back in his life again and he’d missed Kai, a lot.

There were other things he’d missed, things he never thought he would. English and Maths always seemed harder before, but maybe Danny wasn’t listening properly or maybe he didn’t really want it. This time around the stakes were higher, Miss Campbell took a chance and was relying on Danny to actually work. He had to; he knew that. But it was different now. Danny was given a chance, a real one. He had to make this work and he was going to. It was hard, Danny knew it was going to be. But there were people who wanted him to do well, who actually believed in him. Mr King had given Danny another chance, he actually wanted Danny to do it. And Danny could actually admit he didn’t mind going to school. It wasn’t just a place to escape anymore. There were things to learn, interesting things. There were people to see. He spent time learning the guitar, playing basketball. He actually cared about stuff now. People were looking out for him. He was going to be in the end-of-year show. It was all going so well.

The real problem was that Danny was stupid, he forgot. He forgot how he wound up back at school. For a while, he forgot what Vinny was like. The knife he’d kept was just in case; just in case something happened. He wanted to believe he wouldn’t need it, not now. But he guessed he secretly knew it was always going to happen, it was inevitable. Things were never going to go right for him. It was like he said, this was who he was, this was what his life was and was going to be. He should have been more cautious, more careful. He should have realised as soon as his mum had texted him, it wasn’t going to be for anything good. He should have never let his guard down. And at the party; he should have known that wouldn’t be the end. He should have known Vinny would come for him eventually. Kai took the knife, but he wasn’t going to tell anyone because what was the point? What could anyone do? No one could protect Danny. This was always going to happen, and Danny knew it.

Danny didn’t want to use the knife, that wasn’t something he wanted to do. It wasn’t as if Danny even knew how to properly use it. He had it with him but only because he was scared. He was scared he’d mess it up and end up how it was before. He was afraid that everyone would realise he wasn’t good enough and there was no point. But Vinny wasn’t going to stop, and Danny knew that. There was nothing else Danny could do. All he could do when Val saw him, when she walked up the stairs, spoke his name was what he’d always done. He ran away. He knew it wouldn’t help; he knew he couldn’t run forever but he had to get away. He couldn’t bear to see her face, see her falter, and realise what a mistake Danny was, what he had done. What he had ruined. But running wouldn’t solve it, he’d have to face it eventually, just like he had to face Vinny. They were going to come for him, they were going to take him away and that would be it. Danny wasn’t going to get away from that, that was where he was always going to end up. No one could stop that, not Danny, not Val, not Kai, not Samia, not even Miss Campbell. He had let them all down, but no more than he done to himself.

[devotioncrater]

i was starting to get emo abt moving 5k+ miles away from my family & then by the grace of god, an anon asked for a link to a hatefuck fic. tumblr is a magical place fr fr