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starbuck · 2 years
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Listen: if you’re questioning your sexuality or gender and having a really difficult time figuring stuff out, you might wanna try reframing your thinking from “what am I?” to “what do I want?”
If you want to have sex with men, do it! If you want to go on hormones because the physical affects are desirable to you, do it! If you don’t want to have sex at all, (don’t) do it!
Labels can be a wonderful thing, don’t get me wrong, but they can also cause you to second-guess yourself into paralysis if you give them too much importance. You can always label your identity later on if you want to, but, in the meantime, don’t let stress over which label is “right” stop you from doing what makes you feel fulfilled in the here and now.
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axoqiii · 10 months
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they r small and can fit in ur palm 🤲
first post of au
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muntadhir · 21 days
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The Drip™️
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the-ninja-legacy-whip · 8 months
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So when an Elemental Master enters NRG Mode, their body is essentially made of their element (like Nya merging with the sea in Seabound). How exactly does that work/look like with more "incorporeal" elements like Speed, Mind, Form, Sound, Time, Gravity and Surprise?? Would, for example, Chamille be a purple ooze that's constantly changing shape, or Jacob be made of soundwaves? Would Neuro be straight up made entirely out of neuron cells??? (Please tell me Krux and Acronix would turn into clocks lmao)
Master Lloyd tells us a lot of stories about those who have tried to attain the highest honor an Elemental Master can achieve—becoming one with their Element. He speaks of all the sacrifices that comes with surrendering oneself to the other side of themselves, and the inner strength required to pull oneself out of it. I can see how such a feat would be admirable, and why he'd want to aspire us to at least one day try.
He speaks proudly of his friends—of how Zane came to learn he could incite an ice age at a moment's notice, of how Kai found he could render the world ablaze should he so wish, how Jay could simply laugh and crack up a lightning storm that would power all the cities forever, how Cole's heartbeat could be tuned to the unbreakable churn of the earth itself, and of how Nya once gave everything she had to become the entire ocean itself, saving us all in a time before I wasn't even around to remember...
And yet, not all of his stories are painted as success stories.
Master Lloyd never says who they are—were?—but he mentions the other Elemental Masters from time to time, and of how the Merge enticed them to try to master their NRG Modes too. Knowing that Elemental Powers were seemingly the only way to seal the rifts, I suppose I could understand why.
He never goes into specifics—never tells us where these supposed others are now—but with a fond, distant look in his eyes, he tells us to pay very close attention to the things in life that often go unseen; for not every Element is so obvious as a strike of lightning, a crack in the earth, the frigidness of ice, the burn of fire, and the once endlessness of the ocean...
He tells us to feel the pull of gravity keeping us anchored to the ground, acting as an invisible safety net. He tells us to be mindful of the shadows cast across the expanse of the ground, each of them reaching out to give us shelter and shade in spades, and a break from the otherwise warm and welcoming guiding light. He tells us to track each and every tick tock of the clocks providing the proof of time, to remind us that yes, we are marching forward in our lives...
He tells us to remember the rush that flows through us whenever we run as fast as we can, speeding through the fields as the whipping winds makes our hair dance in the wake. He tells us to watch for shifting things that try to trick our eyes and ears, for the form we all take on can change at a moment's notice, and we've never know. He tells us to keep an ear aimed upwards as well, to catch all the simple sounds that would be ephemerally missed were we more focused on just the sights.
He gestures to where his incense burns before the portrait of his uncle. He wafts a hand through the resulting smoke, telling us to observe as it floats and flits out of shape with the barest breeze in the near-epitome of freedom. He warns us not to lean too close; to not breathe it in, for while it isn't poison, it still has the potency to disorient us, even if just for a moment.
He then takes my hand and brushes it along his garden of amber-colored flowers, each bloom of nature popping open to greet me as my fingers glide along the leaves and petals. The plants stay protected though confined in a metal box—while cold and unwelcoming to the touch, it is sturdy, supportive, and unyielding. It is a small observation, but one I keep in mind—and he tells us that even thoughts have a shape and a presence, though that presence remains unknown to anyone else.
Master Lloyd then turns to me, an ache in his eyes, as if searching for something long gone and lost, before sighing. His hands tremble as they continue to support mine, and he speaks of perhaps the most invisible element of all—one that's often forgotten, or taken for granted...but is eternally the hardest to anticipate.
His voice quivers as he tells us to watch for the way one's eyes light up upon being presented with a gift, of the embarrassed chuckles that tumbles from one's lips upon being greeted unexpectedly; of the thrill of seeing a loved one enter a room, the delight of finding something rare in a grocery store, the charm of getting to look up at a starry night sky for the first time... He also tells us to be understanding when one cries at the deliverance of bad news, or the confrontation of a sudden, horrid realization...when things hit their worst and no one ever seems to be prepared for it.
He becomes determined now, telling us to pay attention to all the things we take for granted, for their existence in and of themselves is a miracle to behold, whether as ordinarily extraordinary as the sun rising once again or as unfathomable as the fact that we exist at all, for a surprise is still a surprise, even when it is no longer perceived as such.
My own eyes sparkle at the thought of that.
He lets me go and returns to addressing us all as one, telling us that it's in all the little things that life truly thrives. And though we cannot always see those other elements, as long as we can sense them, and know when they are there...we can maintain our connections with such things, no matter how far apart we actually are.
I know he must speak from experience. He tells us that it is a lesson imparted unto him from his uncle. And a bit of pride is sprinkled at the end of his words.
I then ask Lloyd if he's ever been in NRG Mode himself, because I wonder what it must be like, to sense everything all at once, to the point that it must feel like nothing at all... To be nothing more than the energy that runs through all things; to feel and know every connection with every other element, with every other life that roams the world...
To be limitless, to be unparalleled, to be infinite, to be life itself...
But Lloyd stares at me strangely, as if he's already given me that answer. It makes me feel like I've missed some kind of important point, and I scowl, asking again. He grows quiet, for once, and I'm lead to believe that he's not going to tell me.
Until he actually says,
"...If you've ever truly lived..."
Lloyd tilts his head back, staring aimlessly up at the skies above the monastery with shimmering green-gold eyes.
"...then you already know."
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ashipiko · 1 year
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enjoy the Ashi simping content
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thel1ttlestpr1nce · 10 months
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age regression haul from dollar tree ! <3 super excited about the blue's clues playdough, 'n the chicken cup!! i love chickens! it's not a sippy but it's plastic wit a straw so i love it!! the coloring book is rlly cute positive self talk stuff!!
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hiya-im-mary · 1 year
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>:)))
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drawnaghht · 8 months
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usagi chronicles fandom (fandom salt)
just a small thought i had today but - I notice there's always either a lot of misinfo surrounding this show or a lot of negativity - either the characters or the ship, either from new or old fans of Usagi or TMNT... can I just ask yall older fans to be NICER to the younger fans? like some of them might actually like the show but are too scared to say it out loud because of how wide the gamut runs for fan opinions. wish other fans were nicer in general about this show just for the sake of normalcy inside these online spaces :'D
like yea you're allowed 2 have your opinions and all but idk. be nice about it? there are way worse things to be mad about than a cartoon non-adaptation lol
i just feel bad for the younger fans bc i've been in their shoes. you like a show or character bc it really gives you something different or uplifts you during a difficult time.... only to see that a majority of "fans" actually hate it or only like it for the "idea" and like to change it more bc they think it's actually bad... lol i've been there and all I can say is. in that case it's good I guess, to just post on your own blog about it, or just post your art/fic online about it and live in your own bubble. maybe find friends who might like it or post things online and hope to find fans who like it just as much as you
(thank goodness I have friends and siblings to talk about this show to or I would go as insane as I did 15 years ago)
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seyaryminamoto · 9 months
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This may be an odd ask this time but while I was listening to childhood songs from old TV shows there was one cool poem that reminded me of Gladiator so I tried to translate it:
Thunderclap, horror-struck Here come the heroes who promised to you, the most noble of promises They come for you with the just sound as powerful as that of a thunderclap By swords stronger than fire that knew how to respond You were not humiliated, and you shall not be humiliated It is for you this has been ignited and become more fierce The oppressor shall not live long holding you captive, while we still draw breath My blood My dearest emotions I'll give for you And my soul shall see that thunderclap towards it's glory
It's funny that the poem didn't even convey the plot of the old show correctly other than war or conflict but it interests me how it was addressed to a female receiver which made me think of Sokka.
Hahahaha, it's always kind of funny when songs don't match their intended purpose as well as they match what you repurposed them for in your mind x'D thanks for the poem/translation! It does feel like a very accurate representation of Sokka's feelings, particularly over how his loved one won't be humiliated, and how the oppressor won't live long or hold her captive while they still draw breath... spot-on lines right there TT_TT and the line with swords stronger than fire, too! Oh the tragedy of this man, he hurts me in all my feels.
Thanks for sharing the poem!! I really like it <3
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unproduciblesmackdown · 9 months
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recreation of a couple photos from a scene between orville & phil that do seem to have homosexual overtones / intense friendship / possible romance energy
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also the ensemble is there (& joe, & montgomery, & gloria, off to the sides) but the orvphil plausibilities feel Quite real
#from someone's pictures from a preview performance....dunno their stance on slapping down a repost right out there so: renderings#i would describe it as fairly remarkable lol. there are indeed ppl like clasping their hands smiling upon the scene in the backgrounds lol#can't quite capture it all in trackpad ms paint but like. intense professional friendship is right.#and that these pics immediately follow what's presumably the scene of montgomery out there seducing orville's mom so like#why not be a parallel....#meanwhile this Isn't their meetcute; another pic earlier has different outfits & shows it includes the film's Glasses Mixup swapping#striding over embracing cheri steinkellner like you get it....you just get it....#meanwhile there's then Further pics of phil and orville like. i think after the scene i am recreating here#All pics of phil & orville ft. them together from there out. fellas?#summer stock#orville wingate#i'll break out a whole tag for real and for fun lol#orvphil#other points for this concept just include like. don't tell tim but ''the narrative'' that queer people exist...is shoehorned into Reality#and that everything abt the writing / execution of this show makes it amenable / conducive to this plausibility#we can also have comedy & extra comedic characters here w/o it being ''lol imagine if anyone was gay? that's the joke''#and again i strongly doubt if this show Is invoking homosexual overtones it's to go ''haha. that would never happen. is the joke''#congratulations to Whatever They Have#congratulations to us summery stockies out here hoping for orville & phil material & Definitely getting it....duo for sure#i was even just let down w/the movie Only giving the corresponding roles the glasses mixup moment. let the funny boys interact. cmon#anyways ofc i'll dm you the pix if you're intrigued or just the link to the zipped mega file as sent along to me#phil Has got his arm/hand right over orville's chest who is hanging onto that arm in turn#phil Is leaning a bit in with his hand on orville's stomach like alright musicians grab your musicians
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aviannauts · 1 year
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RED ECHO
i havent colored/painted in a while ha!
heres some doodles too!
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seen a few of these so... i wanna join lol
if more than one of these things apply (which i would be surprised about) then pick your fav one lol
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thotpuppy · 1 year
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sorry i just gotta be back on my bull shit for a minute just- Stiles as a phantom thief. Stiles as the good boy son of Interpol's top detective, making waves and looking to be just as good a detective as his father, maybe even better, attending one of the most prestigious Uni's for criminal justice in the world. (google it idk) And the only criminal his father has never managed to catch is (idk cool phantom thief names, the red fox or smth) but after she disappeared years ago, the case truly ran cold, and was considered closed. until a copycat Red Fox appears. He's stealthy, cunning, nobody knows where he came from or who he is, and just like the Red Fox before him, he always returns whatever it is he stole, a short time later, with a note. of course this becomes a serial sensation overnight! the new fox has only struck once and people are climbing out of every gutter imaginable to try and say there's no way this newbie could be as good, its impossible, and even Detective Stilinski thinks its only a matter of time before the elusive fox is captured. Little does he know, the new red fox is his son.
and not only that, but the former Red Fox was his late wife, who somehow managed to secret away her gadgets and documents detailing her exploits, so when he turned 18, Stiles could inherit them. They don't steal for money, or glory, though of course they both relish it. But the truth of it is that, between smaller jobs, they're working to take down the largest criminal organization in the world. a secret society of rare artifact hunters that operate globally, and often with or beside law enforcement. That's why the Red Fox has to be a thief, and why whoever takes down the Argent Hunters has to operate "alone". of course, Stiles takes that to be mostly subjective. He works with a close-knit team of allies all over the world, each with a certain set of skill that comes in handy, as long as he can figure out how to utilize them properly. His mother spent her entire life dedicated to putting an end to the Argents' crimes. Stiles will make sure the job is finished.
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yami-yomiel · 1 year
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happy women’s day to one of the OCs I’ve… painfully neglected over the years </3
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spacedykez · 1 year
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🤨🍓💤 guess who
hi philip.
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Count Dracula: You better… takes down that garlic or I’m gonna… throw a wolf through your window, you idiotic hedgecreeper 
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