Villain’s next master plan involves faking their death and then once everyone’s guard is down making a comeback. It’s going well so far, but before they start getting to the actual comeback part, Hero goes nuclear. They’re on a rampage vowing to destroy the person who ‘killed’ Villain while proclaiming to the world that they loved Villain deeply. Expect….Villain killed Villain? And Hero’s kind of taking over their job? And also Hero loves them?! Villain is terrified. Maybe it’ll be safer to keep feigning death after all.
I feel like Jon and Damian are polar opposites in everything and that includes "experience". I don't know which way it would go but one of them definitely has an extensive dating history and the other has virtually none.
Look! it's the fic @scribblebunnys and I wrote to fulfill your request!!!
"I want you to know that I need you in my life, you make the days better for me.. there is nothing that I like better than waking up knowing that I get to be with you. There is nothing better than getting to see you every day.. just knowing that you are around makes me happier than you could ever know. So, yes.. I need you in my life.. you are an inspiration to me, you are my very best friend, and to think of a life without you is like living without my heart. It's impossible to fathom.. life without you would be so drab and boring, it would downright suck so bad, you don't even know. You make everything better.."
"Hold my hand in secret and kiss me when no one is looking."
It started off as lingering touches in privates - a hand upon a hand, the brush of their flesh against one another in a crowded room before they quickly had to separate. No one could know that they were each other's or what they felt for one another.
It was agony to them. The time apart feeling like hours during minutes and days within hours. They'd see each other and itch for just a touch, just a caress.
For their patience they were rewarded - a darkened corridor here, a side room there - where they could cling to each other in solitude and seek out each other's lips. Where their breaths became one. Where their hearts beat to the same rhythm. Where they could touch each other and no one be the wiser.
I feel equally old and young. I know I am young, at only 23, and yet when my 19-year old friend reads me his poetry I feel old.
Not because he is a bad writer– quite the opposite. I just can’t quite match the energy and emotion in every word.
I found myself jealous and awed at their ability to perform. I’ve never been able to without my voice shaking, without my vision going dark around the edges. It scares me, to have a crowd's attention.
But they read it to the room as if they have been aching their whole life for it. Their writing is meant to be heard, to be related to. I know they write like their life depends on it– and hell, maybe it does. It inspires me, reminds me of the way writing makes me feel.
Thank you, friend, for your passion. Never change.
Okay I just want to say something to the artists/fan artists, you inspire me so much! You all have such beautiful art and as an artist I feel more inspired to create my own and continue creating because of you.
I know how much work and energy it takes to create so keep doing what you are doing because it's amazing!
I will totally gush and fall in love for your art so show me moree!! Im swear I'm like Inosuke when he is impressed lol
every so often i become extremely discouraged with myself because i feel like i’m not “butch enough.” I’m not buff enough, my voice is too girly, im too shy, not sure of myself like i should be. my current job makes me act more effeminate than i want to be, and i feel like i can’t measure up.
it’s in those moments that I have to remind myself that a year ago i didn’t even know i was butch; and three years ago i couldnt even express my lesbianism freely and persue my authentic self. right now i am at a starting point and i’m only going to get better from here. My journey with my indentity is going to be a long one, and i’m looking forwards to seeing the person i become.
Gurdjieff inspirado en los sufís y en lo aprendido en el templo sagrado iniciático en Afganistan, en Egipto y en el Tibet, y mas lugares, por donde estuvo viajando y viviendo unos cuantos años, nos mostró cómo el movimiento sagrado o danza sagrada provee condiciones especiales para la transformación como método para despertar el potencial, el Yo permanente y unificado. Es una de las herramientas que sumadas al resto de prácticas y aprendizajes nos ayudan al reencuentro y descubrimiento de nuestro verdadero yo... mezclandolo con Blavatsky, Alice Bailey, Jung, mis maestrxs y mi propia intuición creando huellas en este mapa que guía en el viaje por esta vida entre diferentes dimensiones. Yo sé de donde viene la raiz de estas danzas sagradas, de este lenguaje psicoesoterico, y cómo lo verbalicé hace ya mas de 15 años, primero en Madrid, y luego aquí, en Barcelona, creando semillas mentales nutridas por esta pasión, por esta convicción, por esta visión, por esta misión. Porque nada es casualidad y todo recorrido tiene un nacimiento que sucede a una muerte, creando un lenguaje, representado por ciclos, formas geométricas sagradas, números, colores, sonidos... vibrando al unísono, creando esta melodía que se graba y se reproduce en otras mentes... y así y así y así ... para poder entender la programación a la que estamos sometidos, porque, que no se nos olvide que nacemos en cautiverio atrapados por creencias y realidades de dudosa finalidad, y de esto se trata este viaje, como un baile árabe quitándose los velos, destapando verdades, profundizando en el conocimiento, desaprendiendo los que nos inculcaron, creando/desvelando nuestra realidad
Eeee!!!! Thank you so much dear!!! You inspired me with yours!! 🥰💚 Doing all of those was a 4 day project!!!!! Ugh! I'm glad it's done and I can get back to writing hehehe 😁😁💚💚
"I have just been sitting on my thumb my whole life, I feel so dumb.. I should have been out there looking for you. You are so great, I've never met anyone better than you.. you constantly challenge the way I think, the way I feel. You show me that everyone can change if they really want to, and you want that for me.. you inspire me to be a better version of myself every day, not just the days that I want to be. That makes you special, cause no one has ever made me feel this way before.. I was always so selfish, thinking of what I want, and then you came into my life and now I care more and more about what you want instead of my selfish desires. And that is love, I think.. to move past what you selfishly want and think of others. So yes, I love you.. I love you very much."
I love you and I love you and I want to hug you and I want to bug you and hug you again twice, haha - eUë