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[mega-megan999]

josh dun for vogue magazines

[yeonjune]

(250214) thank god he didn't overreact 😂

[forestfables]

since its the Day and i’m allowed to say it now .. holy shit they’re getting MARRIED .. RONAN GAVE ADAM A RING AND ADAM PUT IT ON AND THEY’RE GETTING MARRIED �� GANSEY ASKED AND THEY BOTH WANT A WEDDING THEY’RE GETTING MARRIED

[vierzigplusvier]

Day 5

Die Migräne will nicht weggehen. Ist mir aber egal. Ich ignoriere sie. Direkt morgens gehe ich raus. Es ist so schön. Kalt, aber sonnig und ich genieße die Zeit sehr. Besonders, da kaum jemand unterwegs ist.

Der Spaziergang, oder auch die Walkingrunde ist leider recht kurz. Ich muss zuhause was erledigen (grins). 

Mittags bin ich bei meiner kleinen Familiy. Tochter, Schwiegersohn und Enkelin….. Es gibt noch mehr Besuch :-) 

Ich werde zum Bahnhof gefahren (Luxus) und treffe mich in Münster mit meinem besten Freund. Wir gehen lecker essen im Mengu und dann ins Kino.

Ganz offiziell genehmige ich mir eine kleine Portion Popcorn. Diese süße Sünde habe ich ja sogar eingeplant. 

Der Tag ist megaschön, das Essen toll, der Film klasse und das alles mit meinem besten Kumpel. Großartig ☺️

[ginneke]

Next day reblog, and putting the Ao3 link here for those who prefer to read fic there rather than on tumblr.

Flash Fiction Friday -- of ancient roots

I saw, and was inspired, by @flashfictionfridayofficial's prompt for today.

I'm enamoured with the Depths in the newest Legend of Zelda game, and so that is where my inspiration inevitably turned.

Word count: 521

Under a cut for people who don't want to see Tears of the Kingdom content.

As above, so below

It takes a long while for Link to notice just how true that is.

The Depths start out as somewhere eerie and disconcerting. Darkness thick as sludge, and sludge that saps the strength from your body, until your already burdened vision falters and fades, and your heart feels like it's fit to burst, hammering hard and fast like one false beat could split it open.

But in time, something of them almost starts to become beautiful. Deadly, yes, but beautiful. The Poes are a stubborn flicker of light in the depths of a place that once felt like despair, and the shades carrying their ancient, untarnished weapons take the form of friends Link might once have had, though any specifics of them are lost to the vagueries of memory: only the knowledge of a role he once fulfilled still remains, the faintest of certainties. The people he must have fought and trained alongside are lost to the mists of time, save for these last few: shadows who aren't lost, as such, but haunt the half-formed underworld all the same.

The weapons they gift him are lifelines, in the bleakness that Hyrule has become; he wishes he could remember something of them before they became these distant, unknowable echoes.

But not only these lingering shades; they aren't all that brings the Depths to familiarity. The flora that scatter across its landscape -- the bombflowers, the puffshrooms, the disorientingly, sweetly-sickeningly perfumed blooms that thrive down here in the dark -- are each and all a rembrance of daylight and the feeling of heat beating down between his shoulderblades, all of them suffering under the same distant sun, like being brought slowly and surely towards surrender to the light, even if the darkness becomes its own kind of comfort.

Even if the darkness cannot endure for long, when the glow of Zonai relics lead him toward the great roots that are at once like those of trees, yet not.

Roots, he knows, are not covered in scales in such a way. Nor do they reach through the soil with such uniformity of pattern, nor of distribution.

As above, so below.

And below just as above.

The Lightroots surely came first, Link thinks, as he watches how a crystal small enough to carry becomes a towering monolith large enough to enter. He checks the device that Purah made, missing the Slate that was as familiar as his own hand (and so unlike his unfamiliar replacement hand), and watches how it becomes the perfect mirror of the roots below. It took weeks him to notice the pattern.

He noticed the plants from the start, though.

Every Lightroot is marked out in the same way. The long descent; the web of roots, the circle of barren sand…

And when light creeps its way down, awoken by Link's Zonai hand, that circle comes alive.

Not with the plants that belong here, but with the greens and colours of the world above.

A near perfect echo of the serpents' trail in the shape of flowers: not of this world, but of the Surface and the Land Above.

(Fic also available on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47924125 )

[cnidealschedulecrap-blog]

here’s my ideal schedule for thanksgiving week.

i know i could’ve added O.K. K.O., gumball and WBB on friday night but who cares kids LOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE TTG.

there’s alot of  ben 10 movies on wednesday to hype up the omni-tricked special (even though it might be crap), along with one episode every Ben 10 show.

on thanksgiving, regular show and SU’s thanksgiving specials air, along with the most recent thanksgiving specials and free birds.

also here’s the actual schedule, it’s glorious: https://cn-confessions.tumblr.com/post/167593504791/cartoon-network-modified-next-weeks-schedule-and

top 5 (if ur lazy):

1. ben 10 - 47 (im sorry)

2. TTG - 40

3. we bare bears - 26

4. gumball - 25

5. regular show - 24

[liliacband]

Enter Sandman - Liliac (Official Music Video)

[ljandersen]

Rape is a romantic relationship?

Also, "one-sided" isn't a romantic relationship either.

Seriously messed up.

*to clarify, these are tags that are classified under the relationship megatag "Kaidan Alenko/Shepard (female)."

[bjoernpat]

Danke das ich Teil des Teams sein durfte. War ein Megatag mit euch auf dem Eis ⛸ 📸 @muchafrank #saturnarena #fußballaufdemeis #hockeytime🏒 #starkesteam #megatag #ingolstadt #instagood #picoftheday #dbregiobayern #sonderzug #liebezumeis (hier: Saturn-Arena) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5Q4MK9KnQ3/?igshid=qlj52j5mjb30

[thegirlwhowouldliketotastet-blog]

#schlagerarena #wingst #megatag #freunde #0,5LTetrapack 🍻🍻🍻 (hier: SCHLAGER ARENA) https://www.instagram.com/p/B13T4grHbRI/?igshid=jba8pk37360s

[mega-megan999]

[yeonjune]

when in trouble, act like a cat! 😼

[ortheaux]

so, we all know i spent a few weeks at a trauma focused mental health wellness retreat - well, today’s my last day at the retreat before my week away on holiday, and it’s really been a rollercoaster!

i’m really thankful for a lot of the experiences i’ve had here over the last few weeks. there’s been lots of talking and intervention therapeutically, identifying and working through a lot of the tough feelings and tough moments, asking and being asked the questions i’d aggressively been avoiding and really having nowhere to hide emotionally sometimes, at first often feeling cagey and exposed, but eventually coming to understand myself and what i want, sometimes by (gentle but firm)force/emotional pressing/coaxing lol!

we’ve made a lot of practical progress, and that’s been really satisfying for me on a personal level and then emotionally, i’ve experienced so much validation in various forms, as well as tough love and encouragement to push my borders and boundaries and think about where i could do better. it’s been so helpful to me to find some grounding in a sense, to understand that it’s okay to struggle and PTSD is tough but manageable, that too much at once can really push a survivor to their limits and it’s made me feel less ashamed for having emotions and not always knowing how to manage them - and it has reminded me how difficult navigating a relationship with a person with PTSD can be too, how inconsistent triggers and hypervigilance can make you emotionally sometimes and how that can affect others - without viewing it as a sin i’m committing. (i met a stable, married neurotypical x chronic PTSD sufferer couple which honestly gave me so much perspective and hope too!)

but one of the main things that has been invaluable and therapeutic here has been the friends i’ve made and the one-of-a-kind experiences we shared as residents here. i think in a way, the other women here have actually been almost if not just as helpful as the therapists/staff and artistic/leisure activities/wellbeing treatments. that sort of comeraderie, i’ve never seen it like that before except within my closest friends, but even then, the way it is here when we all form a close group, it’s the nakedness of it all. the conversations are so frank and i think i’ll always remember all the nuggets of wisdom and the unexpected moments of warmth, the emotional freedom and always asking the big questions without social barriers. i’ve met so many different kinds of women, warm mother figures, people with recent bereavements, grandmothers, lost and apprehensive wives, peers my age with similar and separate issues and younger people that needed some comfort and reassurance about the future and they have all been full of wisdom and insight. some louder, some frustrated, some working through anger, some quieter and apprehensive, opening up gently like little flowers - even in our lowest times, we find ourselves supporting one another and treating each other with compassion, united in a sort of melancholy confusion but growing hope, acceptance and searching for peace with each passing day, re-aligning ourselves to take our lives back. it’s been a mist of tears and hard truths, bubble baths, night caps and giggling, skin care, long talks, warmth and support, gentle and respectful physical contact and radical, radical honesty. every graduation from our retreat has been bittersweet. i think that every woman that i’ve met here has unfolded like a complex puzzle hiding the most precious, and the most fragile of gems, each day relaxing and offering more of themselves and using that personal life experience to create more oneness, able to identify with eachother and offer a little something that our loved ones in our lives couldn’t quite manage to for each of us. there’s something to be said about putting people together in a period of crisis, the raw humanness of it all.

i was subconsciously slightly apprehensive about all the different ages of the residents at first, but in the end, i think it was perfect. some people had come through the other side of what others were in the midst of, some had insight about navigating other things, and offered different perspectives on things they were also still trying to navigate and sometimes provided entirely different world views, speaking about issues and problems through completely different cultural lenses and backgrounds. sometimes, some of us had been through things that others couldn’t imagine and it was so comforting for us to discuss them together in our own private time away from staff, and just sit with those experiences. comfort eachother, sometimes just hold hands in silence, and let a woman cry, let her truth into the room with us without letting it defeat us. none of these women have had conventional lives, and there was a strange comfort in that too. sometimes when you go through an unusual amount of unfortunate, truly testing things you can feel like you’re the only one, like you may have done something for things to have happened this way for you and like there’ll be nobody else that can truly relate to your experiences, or your form of pain - but honestly, sometimes life is just like this for people. sometimes, we’re born into the wrong families and are put into situations that scar us but here at this retreat, we have been together and we have been safe and we have been listening and we have been listened to by eachother with no agenda behind the listener’s eyes. no pity or awkwardness, just compassion and i think my visit here will always stay with me.

in my own life, it’ll be time soon to get the ball rolling, and to engage with all the provisions i’ve set up for myself when i get back from holiday to pursue genuine, lasting health for myself and my heart and i’m actually relieved by the thought. i know what i want, for the most part i always have but my first immediate focus is patience. patience with my goals, patience with myself, patience with loved ones and patience with my mental health. i’m working through my tendency towards a sense of urgency with my goals and trying to juggle everything (in)humanly possible, and keeping my focus on a set number of things at a time to add up to and eventually achieve a single bigger goal at a time, and i think that’s a big factor in not reaching a stage where i become this burnt out and run down - because that’s a big part of what this was, burn out. so much happened so quickly and i was fighting for so much at once, trying to sprint through it all and avoid sitting with my feelings for fear of breaking, putting so much effort into both trying not to feel and trying to appear as though i could feel the collective pain of 2018’s events (or really, my life’s events?) as much as i really, really could and all the strain inside from just compartmentalising so aggressively and ignoring some things selectively to manage others. this break/retreat wasn’t quite a break, so much as a reset. it was really hard, and confronting myself and the way i approached some things was tough as fuck but i’m ready to take things a day at a time. at the end of the day at the risk of sounding like a huge douche, we’re all out here just trying to find peace and be happy in this hyperconnected, capitalist concrete jungle without totally losing ourselves or our sense of direction or ambition and sometimes we just need to look hard at ourselves and try to mend as we go before we try to take on the whole world.

[mega-megan999]

we ALL cracking him 👅🙏🙏👅🙏🙏👅🙏👅

[mega-megan999]

NO BC WAIT!!!

why are these monkey literally Tyler and Josh in the lavish music video. 😭

[mega-megan999]

anyone wanna be tøp mooties 😋 ??