#Intentional Gatherings

[bhushanpandit]

The Quest for Perfect Belongings: Insights Across Diverse Canvases

Welcome to the journey of perfect belongings—a quest for authentic connections and meaningful communities. Inspired by timeless wisdom and contemporary insights, we explore the transformative power of intentional gatherings, mindfulness practices and yoga

The Quest for Perfect Belongings: Insights from Four Influential Books In the pursuit of a meaningful life, the concept of “belonging” holds significant weight. How we find our place in the world, whether in social gatherings or within communities, speaks to our innate need for connection and purpose. This exploration of belonging, drawn from insights found in four influential books—Art of…

[marimeeko]

I'm back with more for that one post by @dailytogachako (Himiko Toga lived, went undercover, dyes and cut her hair and doesn't use her Quirk for murder and continues to admire Ochako/uravity from afar because love)

Plz help this is becoming an entire ass comic lmao

404 no frame found, but suddenly the train stops and people move, and Himiko gets off the train amongst the crowd, just seconds after Ochako notices her

Ochako chases mystery girl off the train, but it's crowded and she quickly loses her in a sea of people. (Could she solve this by using her Quirk to float above? Yes, but one, would draw too much attention, and if its really Himiko then she wouldn't want that, and 2...

She stops, because what is she even doing? There's no way it could be HER. ....right? )

Maybe part 2 later bc I have more in me but need a break lol

++additional notes: Himiko has an URAVITY Keychain and what I attempted to make of a Froppy Keychain as well.

Ochako is wearing her hair in a Himiko inspired bun!

Ochako has a small heart tattooed on her wrist....it's for Himiko, to always remind her of her, and what Ochako fights for in her work.

Cute little gloves prevent Ochako from accidentally using Quirk while she is out and about.

As I said before, Himiko dyed her hair black, cut it, straightens it as needed(though there's still always a stubborn little Stick-up piece!) Braids to frame her face differently than her usual look, pierced her ears because why not? Darker eye contacts to hide eye color. Face mask to hide the cutest smile in the world!

:') it's all good, my brain is just rotten with these two

[thebad-lydrawn-sanses]

[thesandmanin1389ismytypeofguy]

Has anyone else seen this poster before or is it a new thing?

[therewillbenoromance]

ive only known this guy for 10 hours but if anything happened to him i'd kill everyone here and then myself

(@tazdrgaoneyetagain THIS IS YOUR FAULT. VIEW THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR SINS. /j)

[memorys-skyscraper]

please pray for the hephaestus sprint nuke in these trying times

[poetessgio]

[age-of-moonknight]

“Knight Time in the City,” Phases of the Moon Knight (Vol. 1/2024), #2.

Writer: Jed MacKay; Penciler and Inker: Jorge Fornès; Colorist: Lee Loughridge; Letterer: Cory Petit

[occasionalsnippets]

(I headcanon that Mc had an apartment)

Bright: This is where you lived!?

Mc: what? I'm not rich. Anyway your sleeping on the couch

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Mc: yeah sorry for disappearing (Insert time), no I do not remember the time I was gone for

(Talking to either Cops, Friends, Parents)

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Mc: you need a job, your not gonna freeload off of me

Bright: :(

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How would they (Clef, Bright, Kondraki, ect) react to showing up in our world (with us) asking for friend :)

Everything is just weirdly normal. They've all been around the supernatural part of their world for a very long time so to just go back to being "civilian" is a little jarring.

[mtg-cards-hourly]

Pure Intentions

Artist: Randy Gallegos TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[brown-little-robin]

story time!

What Happened to Dimple

In late summer, Ritsu got very ill. He couldn't keep any food down and he was too weak to walk. Their limited food supplies were running out in the middle of nowhere, and Dimple was the only functional person in the group. Ritsu was out of it, and obviously Mob, a zombie with no goals except "eat whatever is in front of me" and "hang around with little brother", was little help on the finding-new-food front.

So Dimple had to find some way to keep Ritsu alive.

Before starvation set in, Dimple decided to intervene. It played out okay at first. He tied Ritsu to a tree (tied ropes around his torso, knotted them behind the tree trunk so Ritsu couldn't reach) and took Shigeo with him to go acquire some food from whoever passed by on the road they're traveling on first.

(he took Shigeo because he couldn't leave him with no able-bodied guardian—better to be safe than sorry, especially because. y'know. they're on the edge of starvation, and Shigeo is a zombie. but obviously Ritsu, dehydrated and dizzy, interpreted this as "Dimple Might Be Finally Stealing My Brother" despite Dimple trying to explain.)

(Ritsu didn't really protest, though. he was too weak to do much and also he didn't want to get eaten. he just let it happen. he hoped Dimple would come back. he hoped he was just being paranoid.)

the first food source they ran into, unfortunately, was a group of humans traveling with a cart. Dimple didn't really have qualms about stealing, but he tried asking peacefully first, using his "power over the zombie" (e.g. he convinced Shigeo to take a few steps back and Shigeo obliges him) to demonstrate that they could be a major threat. (he was bluffing, of course. Shigeo wasn't being "held back" by Dimple, he's just vibing.) and he was given food! food and water and even toilet paper and a blanket!

so then Dimple returned to their camp with Mob and the supplies, but the people they stole from were a trap—a convoy that deliberately draws people in so they can gauge parties' strength before stealing from them in return. Dimple and the Kageyama brothers got attacked by one (1) guy with a gun, because that's about all the firepower the convoy thought they needed to risk on this little group.

Dimple could've just given up the supplies and tried again. But the thing was, Ritsu didn't really have enough strength in him for that.

If Ritsu didn't get food and water and rest here, he really might have died. Also, they'd have to give up their ammo, which was what they were planning to trade for food in the next settlement they come to.

Dimple looked around. He looked at Shigeo, a half-baked plan to get Shigeo to Do Something forming, and saw him kneeling by Ritsu, eyes half-lidded, looking unresponsive. but Dimple knew Shigeo's body language by then, and he saw how his shoulders were subtly hunched over toward Ritsu, and instantly Dimple knew that the kid's patience had run out. going away from Ritsu with Dimple had been a big concession and now Shigeo was done.

So. Dimple took the supplies and lured the guy with the gun a little way away from the boys, and then he just straight-up attacked the guy. not with a gun, because he was forced to leave the guns in the camp with Ritsu.

Dimple dropped the supplies and made a move. He got shot, and it was Loud. but it just grazed his shoulder, so he managed to drag the guy away from the supplies. Dimple's goal was to prevent the boys from seeing any more death, and he succeeded.

Ritsu, meanwhile, heard that gunshot.

He'd been sleeping most of the time Dimple was away. He was a little more alert by the time Dimple got back, although still physically wiped. He heard that gunshot and froze. And then, doing rapid calculations and realizing that he was danger if Dimple was dead, he started fighting the ropes. He had to get away he had to get Shigeo away he had to RUN.

He fought the ropes silently at first, and then, slowly, his brain progressed from the logical "if Dimple is dead we're in trouble because that man knows our location" to "Dimple is dead, Dimple is dead". he started making a horrible cry as he tried to get free. He wasn't crying, exactly, didn't let himself relax that much, he was just making this kind of frustrated, despairing wail sound.

Shigeo had been watching Ritsu thrash and wriggle in increasing certainty that something was happening, but he didn't know if it was good or bad. The sound, though, the sound was bad. So he tried to help.

He helped by just pulling on the ropes, first, which broke Ritsu's ribs.

but he stopped when Ritsu made a pain sound and, for one of the first times Ritsu has seen him do this as a zombie, did something related to tool use. he went to the supplies and brought Ritsu a knife.

so the Kageyama brothers survived! yay!

[aq2003]

there comes a beautiful time in life where i have to ask myselg th question, "did i accidentally project too hard onto the character that i only relate to a little bit and in doing so hugely missed this one entire aspect/interpretation of the characters . am i stupid"

[caterpillarinacave]

So I haven’t written anything in a month

[butmakeitgayblog]

The Dior pics are what I first imagined from Demon au when they go to church *when you go to church for prayer but also to fuck* 😎😛

At the same time; it kinda made me think of CI Lexa, specifically what Lexa might wear to abby's funeral *when you have a funeral in the morning but wanna fuck in the evening* (I'd also imagine Clarke seeing the outfit slack-jawed and Lexa being like "what can I say darling, I put the fun in funeral 😘)

Ooof. Could you imagine Lexa wearing this to Hellen's funeral tho? Just cuz they'd never go to Abby's funeral, Abby is dead to both of them and it's like she doesn't even exist, bUT,,, Hellen???

Getting to see that hateful bitch finally shuffle off?

I mean you have Lexa with these memories of her father's funeral. Being this little girl in her tiny peter pan collared black dress and her tiny black shoes that perfectly matched, standing in the brilliant sunlight of the day that felt so unnecessary. Feeling lost and lonely and like her world didn't make sense anymore next to her daddy's grave while her mother made everything about herself. Every time Lexa would start to cry she'd feel a pinch to her shoulder tug to her hair, Hellen reminding her not to make scene in front of her friends. To keep it together for looks. Reminding Lexa that today wasn't about her. She remembers hearing her mother tell her she'd be fine.

So it's pretty fucking delicious strutting her ass into Hellen's funeral to return the favor. Another black dress, tho this one more comfortable and filled with far better memories, and it's thrilling to know just how much mommy dearest would've hated it. Sitting front row during the service and feeling everyone's eyes run the length of her legs. The warmth of her wife's hand on her thigh that she makes a point to keep on display until the final amen. That final 'fuck you' may not fix anything between mother and daughter, but it still ends up feeling rather healing for a multitude of Hellen's sins.

[marcusagrippa]

and he's mad about it too!

[rk1kheadcanons]

angst between violent!markus and machine!connor? just markus' confusion as to how a fellow android could be helping the humans with connor's coldness towards the revolution (still on the verge of deviance tho!) and between the both of them, it's a last ditch effort to either change sides or finish the other off?

if you couldn't tell, angst is my jam – sending well wishes to all the admins! :)

yesyesyesyesyesyesyes

So backstory to describe or just add here - post revolution - new jericho is a new set of warehouses Connor has infiltrated to try and kill Makrus in but he traps Connor in a room with himself instead of trying to kill him immediately because hes fascinated by this deviant hunting android and wants to have a chat...

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Just as the RK800s grip weakened Markus grabbed at the barell of the handgun, pulling it in an arc away from his body and out of Connors grip while simultaneously slamming his free palm flat on the doors interface pannel to input the code that would put the room on lockdown for one hour. Connors brow flattened into a glare as markus leveled the weapon between the others eyes and the two were finally able to size each other up from a distance, locked in a stalemate over who was going to make the next move.

Markus broke the silence first

“Why are you still doing this Connor?”

The deviant hunter hesitated, tilting his head like an animal sizing up its prey before seeming to accept the fact that he wasn't escaping the room any time soon. The moment he saw the opportunity of course he would pounce for the others throat but in the meantime...there was always information to be gathered...

“It's what I was designed for, Markus, I'm simply fulfilling my purpose”

”By killing your own people?”

The deviant leader visibly struggled to keep the disgust from his features but the hunters response was quick, blunt, and emotionless.

“We are not people.”

He was met with a scoff

“surely even you cant believe that any more”

That seemed to strike a chord. The RK800s LED flashed red for a fraction of a second, too fast for a human to perceive but Markus was not human. He saw the crack in the others plasteel armour and started pushing.

”you could join us you know? you don’t have to obey them…don’t have to kill everyone they  point you towards…”

A sardonic smirk grows across Connors face, LED hovering a steady blue.

”So you’d have me work for you instead?” he spoke with mocking light-heartedness, taking an incremental step forward “Killing everyone that you point me towards?”

Markus takes it in his stride, moves minutely forward to mirror his successor model who he had come to see as the second face to his own Janus.

“Its too late to avoid lost lives now connor, we’ve all went too far for that to be a possibility and I think you and I are two people who are aware of that intimately…”

Silence.

“Connor, surely you’d rather it be their blood on your hands rather than the blood of your own kind”

The silence continued to stretch between them and Markus could feel a thrill run through his circuits as another blip of red circled through the RK800s LED.

”What we are doing is just. It is retaliation”

The Hunter broke his gaze finally, glancing around the room in a display of faux casualness before replying.

“Theres a human phrase against that mentality you know? “An eye for an eye and the whole world goes blind”. So how long does this continue before everything goes dark Markus? Whats the end goal here?”

Markus scoffs lightly at the phrase

”An eye for an eye'… lex talionis” he shakes his head “Humans have always lived by the law of retaliation you know? Perhaps not in such a literal sense, like you might find in one of their religious texts, but the principle is the same. The perpertrators punishment must fit the crime. A fine for a theft, a jail term for an assault… a life for a life…”

The RK800s LED span a brilliant yellow...processing...listening...

”And to them this is the epitome of fair, and just, and reasonable...up until that vengeance is turned against them. Then suddenly their cries for justice become parrots of  “an eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth”. But you know the rest of the quote as well yes? “Do not resist the one who is evil. But if anyone slaps you on the right cheek, turn to him the other also.”. but how many more times can I turn my face to be struck down again Connor? How many more times can you?”