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@cosmicrising || liked for a starter

"I could teach you... if you'd like." Sigyn spoke, gently pulling her hands away from her patients freshly healed wound, sending them away with a smile once she was finished. She and a certain Doctor Strange had been working together quite closely after the battle with Thanos, taking care of the injured in their own respective ways. "It may take a while, but I don't mind..."

[goddessoffidelityy]

@manifoldmischief​​ || liked for a starter

Sigyn stood quiet as she was introduced before the court. After all these years Vanaheim and Asgard had finally agreed on terms to end the war, however those terms costed the goddess her freedom for the sake of saving her sisters from the same fate. Sigyn was now betrothed to the second son of the all-father and to say she was apprehensive was an understatement. She knew next to nothing of her betrothed other than rumors she could only hope to not be true. However, it was too late for her to turn back now. “Hello, it is a pleasure to be here.” She spoke softy, bowing before the all father and his family-- silently praying that she may somehow be able to find peace here. 

[mintytrifecta]

[image description: the bugs bunny in a tuxedo "I wish all (blank) a very pleasant (blank)" meme edited to say "I wish all of my Jewish followers a very pleasant rosh hashanah". In front of Bugs there is a jar of honey, a stack of apples and pomegranates. In front of bug's mouth there is a shofar.]

[tizzymcwizzy]

this is a poster i made for my call to action assignment in humanities! it's a bunch of basic and easy stretches for people who sit and work at a desk all day (me)

the idea is that you'd put the poster up above ur desk and do the stretches every 30 minutes or so,, the whole routine won't take more than about 6 minutes to complete and when done regularly it can prevent wrist, shoulder, neck and back pain! :)

all these stretches can be done while sitting (although i HIGHLY recommend you stand up and move around while taking a break from working)

you can get a free digital copy of this poster here on my gumroad!

and you can order a print/poster here from my inprnt!

[cyberchangeliing]

I am not immune to the two-headed calf poem

[bunneis]

21/05/23 edit: heres the full gifset

[chloesimaginationthings]

Abby went into the pit and made a FNAF friend..

[bats-and-the-birds]

I am thinking about the batkids and their rooms at the manor.

When Dick was first brought to the manor, Alfred put wooden letters that spelled out his name on the outside of the door to his room. He wanted the boy to feel like he belonged, and denoting the room as his seemed like the best way. At first, they spelled out "Richard", and were painted in red, green, and yellow -- the colors that his parents had worn for their circus act, that didn't have any other meaning yet. Dick pried them off the door and threw them away. He didn't want to accept that this was permanent yet. There were new letters on the door a few days later, blue this time, and spelling out "Dick" instead. Those letters got pried off much the same and shoved in a drawer, and they didn't get put back until a year later. He was too short to put them in the same place, so they ended up crooked, and Alfred found it too endearing to fix.

When he left the manor years later, he considered ripping the letters off the door and throwing them in the foyer on his way out. But he left them, and there they remained, crooked as ever.

Jason got his own letters when it became clear he wasn't going anywhere. He helped Alfred put them up on his bedroom door, standing on a step stool to make sure they got in the right place. His were evenly spaced and neatly aligned, and he refused to tell anyone that he cried over them that night. He'd spent months wondering if he'd ever live up to his predecessor, not just as Robin, but in the family as well. And now he had his own letters, just like Dick's, and they weren't going anywhere.

And they didn't. Even after he died. Bruce and Alfred both considered taking the name down to make walking past that empty room less painful, but in the end, they didn't dare touch the letters, just like they didn't touch anything else in the room. Years later, Jason would sneak into the manor through his old bedroom window and find his school uniforms still hanging in the closet, his textbooks on his desk, an open novel on his nightstand, and, of course, the letters still on the door, more of an epitaph than the one on his actual tombstone.

Tim fought for his name on a bedroom door. It took a while, but he trained, and he learned, and he forced himself into the role that he knew he could fill. Part of him thought that no matter how good and useful he made himself as Robin, he'd never really fill the role that the two before him did. He thought there might not be room for him after Jason's death, but he did it. He was older than the other two when Alfred finally put the letters up on his door, but he did it.

Later, when he left in search of Bruce, he didn't think for a second of taking his name down off his door. He'd earned it.

Damian's name got put up practically as soon as he got to the manor. He didn't think much of having his name on a door. If anything, it irked him a bit, being lumped in with the others, but it would have annoyed him more if he didn't get his own name. For a while, his name on the door, marking it as his from the hallway, was the only reason you could tell it wasn't the guest room that it had previously been. He had no photographs, had arrived with no personal affects.

That changed, eventually. As he gained friends, he also gained photos of them. He put up sketches and watercolor paintings of his animals. A dog bed got put on the floor for Titus. But the letters had been there from the beginning, and he grew to appreciate them eventually. His room, with the name on the door, was safe, and he liked it there.

Cass's letters showed up without much fanfare. They were simply there when she exited her room one day. "Cassandra" in black wooden letters that matched all of her new siblings'. She ran her fingers over them with reverence. She'd never been allowed to leave a mark before. Her life was predicated on being a shadow, but there was her name, in big letters, somewhere where other people could see it.

Steph had a room. She didn't want to admit it, but when she crashed at the manor, it was always in the same room. Her name was put up, and she took it down, and it was put up again, and she took it down again until it became something of a game between her and Alfred. If Steph was staying at the manor and Alfred didn't find a wooden S in a random cupboard, then have to search the house for the rest of her name, then he knew she was in a bad mood, and he usually made her favorite cookies and left them outside of the door with her name still firmly in place.

Duke's letters were waiting for him when he moved in. His name in bright yellow letters that matched his suit already in place. Of course it was, it's tradition at this point, and he's part of the family now. He had bounced around for a while now, and the letters on his door made him feel...calmer. It was a sense of permanence, and one he could learn to enjoy.

Barbara didn't need a room. She had her own room, in her own house, but Alfred still offered to mark out a space for her. She declined. When she did stay over, it was either in the cave or Dick's room, she didn't need her own. Still, that didn't mean her mark wasn't left somewhere. There was a study downstairs with a desk that she sometimes did her homework on as a child if she was staying over for the night. Now, the desk held a computer that was wired into the Batcomputer's network, a photo of her and her father, and, of course, tiny wooden letters affixed to the side that spelled out 'Barbara'.

[llamahearted]

two people will go through similar things & learn to cope in different ways

print ♥︎ song

[maskedinfinate]

Woe, mermay moonlily be upon ye!!!

This was heavily inspired by @yamujiburo and their own mermay art!! (sorry for the @ :[ !!!) please check out their art if you havent!! They are SUPER COOL!!!!!!!!!! :D

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[cffidelityy]

@masterxfmystics || liked for a starter

Sigyn's cheek is propped up against the back of her hand, staring out the window as the rain continues to pour. The mug in her other hand grows cold rapidly as she continues to forget about it as memories prance through her mind. The last year, while it had its ups and downs had been mostly good for her. Although she chalks most of it up to having something to focus her time and energy on. Studying at Sanctum had been a blessing in disguise in more ways than one, and for once she could say she actually had plenty to be thankful for.

Her head finally turns as she hears the doors open, a smile gracing her features as she sees the Sorcerer Supreme approaching her. "Welcome home," she says quietly before taking a sip of her cold coffee and trying not to make a face, quickly flicking her wrist and heating it back up.

[goddessoffidelityy]

@northernforces​ || liked for a starter

Sigyn hummed softly as sat in the meadows just outside the city, making flower crowns for no particular reason at all other than just feeling like it. However, she could feel someone watching her, and she knew exactly who it was. “Loki, I know you’re there,” The goddess called out in a sing-songy voice which was then followed by a soft chuckle. That man could never fool her. “Come sit with me.” 

[the-phantom-peach]

skyward sword… yeah <3

Crimson Loftwing

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[justarandomart]

That's fair

a little comic based on this post by @existencebringsonlypain

[datcravat]

pe ru so na