#Much water much light much waw

[babyspacebatclone]

Ok, I watch a ton of clay creation slash diorama creators on YouTube.

And I really, really need to share three of the most mind blowing artists with you all.

Because I just saw one that completely broke me (affectionate) and realized to be honest I need to show two others before I settle on “Most insane amount of detail imaginable.”

First, the most recent vid.

TW: Zombie shark, so dni if either of those concepts are bad for you, but I cannot stress enough how much skill and talent and detail!!!!!!! (spoiler, I’ve never seen this technique with lights before and it’s amazing)

Second, for some whimsy, a Minecraft miniature diorama. That’s actually a tutorial for the free patterns they made if you have the time/energy/patience to make one yourself!!!!

(Actually go on to YouTube and use CC for subtitles so you can follow along, but the point stands)

Lastly, a 2-parter, this is just presented without comment. Largely because my jaw is still dropped and how gorgeous these four (four!!!) pieces are!!!!

Extra links below cut.

wAw Creator:

WUZU clay’s YouTube:

The Google Drive with free printable patterns for making two (at time of posting) Minecraft inspired dioramas:

Thalasso hobby’s YouTube:

[layovertheocean]

waw it’s already the month of July in this whole span of challenging time - a halfway mark to a new year and 3 more months until i get to see my water lili.. an absolute fresh journey to tread upon. i imagine that it will become a long and strenuous journey but totally worth all the exhaustion mentally and also physically, only time will tell. there will no longer be a living thing growing inside of me tumbling around like a washing machine, making my hair luminous as my skin does at times, the little hiccups and kicks, the worrying if everything is ok inside, rubbing my belly figuring out where is your head at that moment.

i am reaching towards the end of my second trimester and it is getting quite difficult to walk. i waddle now. just like a penguin. people stare a lot at my bump, i decide to stare at them in return if they take too long, only when i am alone haha. i can’t help but to feel so clueless right now as there is a limited time left and i have yet to prepare anything. much less my own recovery after childbirth. there is no hand to hold onto and i don’t know who to hang onto but myself. my husband and i are both very new at this but we will all get through it together cause there’s always a first time for everything. and it gives me some light to carry on as there were many others before me have done this journey. buba tells me that his cousin suggested to wait for baby shower and then we can proceed to getting baby items. haha. just what. i think it is best that we get lili’s cozy nursery done first and a baby carrier for me. baby shower or not, big things matter. all i know is to keep asking around of the whereabouts to find loots so there’s that.

although my mother have told me to ask my sister on what baby essentials to get.. i am pretty sure my sister is too busy for me but ofc it does not hurt to ask - it just sucks that i have to ask my elder sibling for help. :( she was twice a mother to two newborns and i have always hoped that she could just automatically help to suggestions and advices in taking care of babies. instead, she tells me to get an epidural and drops her traumatic events of childbirth on me in a café that served waffles with ice cream. my fault for being curious yes but boy, it kills me each time i put hopes on my siblings. haha. i die a little inside to be very frank. even my own mother mentioned that she have forgotten her experiences for her own newborns but she remembers her childbirths and pregnancies. she leaves me to do the thinking. i had to ask her about that manual sterilizer equipment she used for my sister’s first child which took part roughly 11 years ago, it seemed like she completely forgot all about it but commented something about the equipment. anyway, that’s family for me, i am certain they all got their own matters to deal with and at the end of the day, all these little things that hurt and irks me don’t matter cause i still got this specific destination to follow - until the lights go out. 

and if my friends and family were to get pregnant in time, i know now what not to say to them. never discuss about stillbirth, failed fertility, compare your previous pregnancy with them, their horrifying events of taking care of babies and toddlers hygiene haha. my friend Zah advises me to do amal and that is actually the best damn thing ever to tell someone.. yes, do amals to strengthen my faith and keep me sane, i believe that alone will keep me going throughout in life - she is the most courageous person i know including all the single mothers in the world. 

ok, time to waddle to bed now. 11:21am for a good night’s sleep. rapidly becoming a human penguin has made my body clock tick anti-clockwise

[folklorelise]

Rich girl who loves to help

Attack on titan - Levi Ackerman: as a child you always loved to help people, that’s how you met Levi one day.

MASTERLIST

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You were born in a rich noble family from Sina. You always loved running around since you were a little kid.

At the age of 5, you somehow went through the Wall and visited Wall Rose and Maria. Once, a homeless guy attacked you and the MP had to bring you back home. Your father was rather angry at you and forbid you to go outside Wall Sina. Your mother was nicer to you. She told you that it was fine.

“Mommy, I saw people sleeping in the streets. Why?”

“Some people aren’t as fortunate as we are.”

That is when you thought ‘maybe I can help then’ because you had plenty of food.

One night you decided to gather some food and sneak out. The Garrison squad were asleep, so you just had to walk pass them. You found people in the streets very soon and they would just look at you.

“Hello.” you whispered. You took out some bread and fruits and put them on a tissue and left them on the ground.

And you continued your distribution until you ran out of food. You walked home quickly and went to sleep. You did this once a week but once again, your father found out.

“Y/N, you can’t go outside of here, it can be dangerous.”

“Daddy, I’m just trying to help.”

“I know, I’m sorry but you can’t outside Wall Sina. You can help here.”

“But no one here needs help.” you murmured.

A few days later, you learnt about the Underground. A whole city of people who could need help. You took a little bag and filled it with bread, a little bit of meat, fruits, and some water. A friend of yours showed you the stairs that would bring you to the Underground. There was not any light, so you just wandered around until you found a tiny boy all curl up outside a building.

“Hey.” you stuttered. He still had his head in his arms, and you noticed he was shivering. You took your coat and put it on him. You then took out some bread and meat and hand it to him. He looked at you surprised. He swiftly took the food and devoured it. After he finished it, he took your coat and wore it close.

“What’s your name?” you asked but no sound came out of his mouth. “I’m Y/N.” You just stayed there with him. He was skinny. You then remembered that you had some water with you and some apples. You took them out and he extended his hands toward you. You gave them to him, and he ate them slower this time.

“Thank you.” he hesitated. “Levi.”

“It’s a pretty name!” you smiled.

“You shouldn’t be here.”

“I know... I have more food with me. I wanted to help.” He did not answer and just cuddle himself in your coat. “You can have it all if you want.”

“What about you?”

“I have plenty of these at home.”

“Oh...”

After some time spent in silence with him, he had to go back home. He got up and just left, with your coat and food. So, you went home after.

A week later you came back, hoping to find Levi. So, you went back to the building where you found him last time. But he was nowhere to be seen so you just distributed your food to everyone you could. You then tried to ask around if they knew a Levi around, but no one answered. They would just take the food and run.

After two or three visits, you stopped going because sometimes, people would get violent. And you could not always explain to your parents why you were bleeding and hurt. You still wanted to help but you just decided to do it less often.

At the age of seventeenth, you encountered a group of teens that planned on mugging you. You walked down the stairs and suddenly, a group of guys tore your bag off and another one was restraining you. You tried to scream but he had his hand on your mouth. After taking your jewellery, one of them tried to take your clothes off.

“Please... stop.” you cried, petrified.

As he was taking your dress off, someone from behind stopped him and threw him against the wall. Another man, with black hair took care of the other two men.

“Are you okay?” the blond asked you as you dropped on the ground.

“Yes... thank you so much for mh... for helping me.”

“You shouldn’t be here.” the man in front of you said. You looked at him and once you saw his eyes, it felt like a dream.

“Levi?” you whispered.

“How do you know this girl?” the blond guy asked.

“We met once.” you answered instead. “When we were kids, I came down here and I gave him food. I looked for you,” you were now facing Levi. “But I never found you, I tried to ask people, but they aren’t really talkative around here.”

“It’s too dangerous around here for you to come.” Levi warned you again. “Stop coming around here.”

“I want to help! I always did and I won’t stop now.” Levi just glared at you. He came closer and took your arm in one hand, handed your bag of food to the other guy, and started walking. “Where are we going?”

“Somewhere safer.”

You learnt that the blond guy was Furlan and that they lived together.

“Welcome to our home.” Furlan smiled.

“Waw, it’s very clean!” you giggled.

“It’s all Levi.”

You looked at Levi and he was preparing some tea. You proposed some food to them and Furlan gladly accepted. Levi did not talk much. You never thought that seeing Levi again would make you so happy. Especially because you only saw him once, as a child and you did not talk much.

“So mh... what are you guys doing these days?” you asked.

They just stared at you without answering.

“Things that aren’t made for ladies like you.” Levi answered handing you a cup of tea.

“Thanks.”

You drank in silence and you started to feel like you were intruding. But you did not want to leave Levi yet.

“So, why are you still giving food around here after all these years?” Levi asked. “I heard stories about you getting hurt.”

“I just want to help.”

“Well stop. If we were not there today, who knows what would’ve happened.”

“You look nice!” you tried to change the subject. “It’s good because you used to look very skinny. And I was worried!” you continued talking quickly. “So yes, you look very good. You’re really pretty.”

“Stop talking.”

Furlan was looking at your interactions, amused. Your cheeks were hot, hotter than your tea. And Levi was smirking. After this interaction, Levi decided to walk you to the exit.

“So, when are you going to come back?”

“Oh mh... I don’t know yet.”

“Well decide, so I would know when to come and escort you around.”

“You don’t have to do that!” you reassured him, blushing hard.

“I know, but I want to. So, decide now, when are you going to come back.”

“In a week then, probably after lunch.”

“I’ll wait for you.”

You smiled at him and left. After this, you came around more and more often. Sometimes without food because you just wanted to spend time with Levi. You would obviously bring quality tea for him. You would talk, mostly you and he would listen. He would choose longer path just so he could listen to you. After a few months, he finally told you what happened to him. How the night you were there, he was starving because his mom died a few days ago. And the next day, a guy named Kenny came and took him with him.

After a few years, Isabel came along, and you started to feel like a fourth wheel. Isabel was nice and she was glad to hang out with another girl. And you felt like Levi did not need you anymore. He was happy around them; he was happy without you. You wanted to be selfish and be the only reason why he was happy. You wanted to slap yourself to stop thinking that way. So, you just visited less, pretending to be busy with your medical training which was not completely false.

Levi was confused but did not say anything. He did not want to sound desperate. But he missed your presence.

-- 

After Erwin’s visit, Levi, Furlan and Isabel left the Underground. Levi thought about you. He did not tell you and what if you thought that he just abandoned you here. Once alone with Erwin, he asked for Erwin to let him stay there just for a few days. But he refused and they had to leave.

The day you had to come, you waited for Levi multiple hours. Maybe he had a job to finish and was taking longer than usual. But once the night came, you just gave the food away to the first people you saw and went home crying. Maybe he was just busy. So, you came back the next day, and the after that one. A week later, you decided it was useless. So, you dedicated your time to your studies.

You trained to be a nurse and you decided to be one for the Survey Corps since the Military Police did not need anyone.

Your first day was nice, the doctor in charge showed you around and the equipment. He warned you that later in the day, the Survey Corps would come back from their expedition.

“You go to room three, Squad Leader Erwin is there and a newbie too.”

“Yes.”

The first thing you saw once you opened the door was grey eyes, the kind of grey that only belonged to one person you knew.

“Y/N!” Levi jumped from his bed and winced from his minor injury.

“Squad Leader Erwin!” you ignored Levi.” What seems to be the problem?”

Erwin left after you fixed the problem and that left you alone with Levi.

“What happened?” you asked after a long silence. “I waited for you for a week and you weren’t there. And now you’re... here.”

“Erwin, he brought us here.”

“What?”

“A guy asked us to do something, things happened, and Erwin proposed to us to join the Survey Corps.”

“And what about Furlan and Isabel? Are they here too?”

“Not... anymore.”

“Oh... I’m sorry.” you said, and you hugged him making sure not to hurt him. You cleaned his wound and wrapped it and he was good to go. But he stayed.

“I asked Erwin for more time. He said no.”

“I thought...” you took a deep breath, “I thought that you left, not the Underground but me. I thought that maybe you did not need me anymore and that you got tired of me. I cried after that, a lot because I needed you, but you did not. I thought we were on the same path and that you were maybe...”

“Maybe what?” he looked at you, but you did not answer. “I never wanted to leave you. You were there for me when my mom died without knowing it. You gave me food and your tiny coat that used to cover my whole skinny body. I still have your coat somewhere because you gave it to me. You helped me and you did not even know me. Then years later you came back.” He brought you face to face him so he could look into your eyes. “And you were right. I am.”

“You are what?” you asked innocently.

“I am in love with you.” he whispered before kissing you.

“I am in love with you too.”

[cumbercookiebatchs]

"Where are you taking me?"

Grantaire had woken him up just minutes before, tugging Enjolras away from their warm bed, leading him by the hand throug the main deck where no flambeau was alight, the pale luminescence that came right before sunrise the only thing that helped them see.

To their ears came clear the soft lapping of the wawes, almost palpable in the silence that lingered on the still sleeping ship. It was as clear as the strong smell of salt and cold air, and it always had Enjolras's heart throb, the wilderness of it all that had him fall in love with the open sea.

Just as he was lost in contemplation, his foot got stuck on a wayward rope and had him falling right into Grantaire's arms.

"I tought you asked not to leave loose ropes lying around anymore, after Bossuet's incident"

"That I did-they must've forgotten this one. Are you hurt?"

"No"

"Alright then, we must go. There's not much time left".

Grantaire's words, as they often did, left him dumbfounded, and he looked at his lover with inquisitive eyes, "There's not much time left for what, exactly?"

Grinning, Grantaire tugged at his wirst, starting to walk down the deck again, stopping once they reached the forcastle, "I have a gift for you"

"And this gift couldn't wait for the sun to come up? I'm getting chilled out here".

Grantaire's expression softened then, and he rested his big palms on Enjolras's shoulders, two burning spots of warmth through the light shirt Enjolras was wearing. He ran his thumbs on the fabric there and smiled at him, taking off his doublet a moment later to wrap it around Enjolras, "Better?"

It never failed to fluster him, Grantaire's softness.

Maybe it was because he knew how rough he could be, or maybe because that roughness had once been addressed toward him- just like Enjolras's roughness had been often thrown at Grantaire - but that tenderness of his, it always had Enjolras's knees buckle.

He smiled back at him and nodded, snuggling deep into the worn fabric that smelled of smoke and salt and rum, "You were talking about a present, if I correctly recall".

"And a special one at that. Can you climb?"

Grantaire moved them over the few steps that still were between them and the foremast, and the knotted rope Jean usually used to climb up the crow's nest.

Enjolras raised his eyebrows, "you want me to go up the platform?"

"I want us to go up the platform. Do you always ask this many questions- no. Don't answer me. Climb up, please? I'll make it worth it".

Rolling up the too long sleeves, Enjolras firmly grasped the rope and looked behind him with a smirk on his lips, "this feels either like an elaborate plan to throw me off board or a gambling to ogle my ass"

Grantaire rolled his eyes, "Please, as if I need any gambling to ogle your ass. C'mon, up you go".

"Aye aye, Captain".

Up the formast the wind blew stronger, bringing salt along. Enjolras's curls tangled with it as he leaned against the railing, slumping back to look up at Grantaire.

He found him to be looking already, his lips stretched in a gentle smile that Enjolras knew was only for him. His curls, too, tangled with the wind, dark flames against the indigo of the sky behind him. Enjolras bit his lips and cocked his head, leaning in to get closer to him, turning his cheek into Grantaire's palm when he cradled it in his hand, "why did we climb up here Grantaire, when we could've stayed in bed?"

Chuckling, Grantaire twirled him around and trapped him against his chest, their hands intertwined, their gazes lost to the horizon. "There's not an ounce of patience in you, is there?"

Enjolras nuzzled Grantaire's cheek with his nose, hiding his smile in his beard "I'm just curious"

"Then look"

Grantaire tilted his chin to look toward the horizon again, where the sun was just then coming up, slowly leaving its nest from beneath the waves to shine warm and bright upon them.

The water glittered beneath its light, it played with the currents and the wind that filled the sails, turned pink in their turn with the hue of the morning.

Enjolras leaned fully against Grantaire's chest, let his warmth fill his pounding heart. His words tasted like sunshine in his mouth as he spoke, "are you gifting me the sunrise?"

Grantaire tightened his arms around him, speaking softly at his ear, as not to disturb the world around them.

"I'm gifting you this moment. I know there's nothing that I own that could be worth your sight, and that there's countless sunrises to be seen in a lifetime. But this, I hope, will forever stay in you heart, so that you'll feel my love even if we'll part. So that you'll be sure that my heart beats for you, as constant and steady as the rise of the sun".

His chest felt aflame, Grantaire's voice a sweet lull that hugged him whole, and he knew his own voice would falter too much, but Enjolras turned around with eyes like the shimmering water below them, getting up on his toes to kiss Grantaire's mouth, one with the sun and the light and the wind that curled around them.

"There's nothing that could make me leave your side".

[scoophilia]

Legacy: Starcrossed

Toothless - Branch

“Please still be there,” I mumbled through gritted teeth. The taste of rope hit my tongue almost making me gag. I spat it out. I flicked my tongue in and out. I shivered. Teeth grabbing it again, I began dragging the large basket attached.

Birds chirped in the distance as I made my way to the cove. Every so often, I looked around. A bush shakes, I looked. Twig snaps, I looked. A flash of brown caught my eye. A growl rumbled in my throat. Clung to a tree was a brown squirrel. Wide eyes stared at me.

My body relaxed. I then started walking again.

Finally the familiar formations of rocks came into view. Slipping through the entrance, I stopped at the entrance. Sunlight pooled at my feet. I felt a huge lump form in my throat. I crouched low slinking forward. I peeked over the edge. From across the way, I saw her. Sleeping peacefully on the boulder from last night.

Heart began to rattle my chest.

Tail wagging, I take hold of my basket and glide down. I land with a thud. I flinched from the noise echoing off the stone walls. And yet she's still. I sighed. Upright I waddled over. My eyes taking in the view. She was curled into a tight ball. Tail wrapped around her, fins shielding her face.

Her back rose and fell. Her wings twitched in her sleep; left wing spreading open. That's when I saw pink. Long and jagged. Stretch from her shoulder to her belly. Before I could look deeper, her wing closed. Nose twitching, I turned to look at her shielded face. I leaned in closer. Her tail fins snapped shut.

Blue.

I stumbled backwards onto my rump. I watched her jump to her feet and snarl. I gave her a sheepish look.

Glaring at me, the Night Fury barked, “what were you doing? ...were you..watching me?”

“Uh, yeah, sorry...” I mumbled out an apology. As I dropped to all fours she hopped off the boulder. I can feel her gaze on me as she walks over. As she gets closer, however, I noticed something. I have to look down. “You're short,” I blurted out like an idiot.

She's taken aback. Her eyes wide and jaw hanging ajar. Then her ears lay flat and she looks down in sadness. My chest grew tight. She turns away from me and takes a flying start. I let out a panic whine. I leaped over her. She pauses. I lowered myself down and gaze up at her.

“I didn't mean it in a bad way!” I said.

She again takes a step away from me. Softly she asked, “what else could it mean if not a bad thing?”

I'm caught off guard. I had to do a double take. Picking myself off the ground, I stare at her. A tinge of sadness glazes her eyes. I replied, “I think it's cute.”

Her big blue eyes grew wide. She hid her face behind her paws and her wings curled around her. My heart skipped a beat. A surge of boldness coursed through me then. Grinning, I leaned in and said, “heh now you're even cuter!”

She peeked through her claws. If looks could kill, hers wouldn't. I laughed. She squeezed her eyes shut. She muttered something.

Turning my head, I asked, “did ya say something?”

“Stop!” she squeaked, swatting me with her tail. She glared at me.

I laughed again.

“So it seems you're well rested,” I said cheekily at her.

She lowered her paws and glared at me. Stepping towards me, she pushed her snout against mine. In a low voice she growled, “what's that supposed to mean?”

“Well, I mean, you did say you were exhausted last night. You were pretty bold too. But now, not so much? Ya see what I'm getting at.”

She was quiet.

Her eyes fluttered closed. She sighs. Her breath tickled my chin as she spoke, “I suppose I see what you mean. And I—“ She stopped mid sentence. Her eyes flew open and locked onto mine. She jerked back.

I blinked. Tilting my head, I raised a brow. Her wings twitched. She again lowered her head peering up at me. I felt like I was drowning in them. Like the first time. I sucked in a breath to steady myself. She shifted in her spot before speaking again, “Forgive me, I was too close.”

“Oh that's fine. I don't mind! Be as close as you want!” I happily replied.

She smiled.

I smiled back.

Her nose crinkled suddenly. She turned from me, following her nose to the basket. She nudged it. I danced in place. I trotted over and sat across from her. She eyed me. Again she nudged the basket before smelling it. She licked her lips.

“What's this?” she asked.

I raised my head high. Chest puffed out. With a flick of my wrist, I knocked it over. A waterfall of fish poured out. Her eyes twinkled with delight...and hunger?

Her head dipped out of sight burying her face in the fish. I tilted my head. Eyes widening. She wolf the fish down. She only stopped for air. And her head disappeared into the wicker basket. Said basket shifted and bobbed this way and that. I slowly reached out, paused, then placed my paw atop the basket to still it. I felt her snout bump against my paw. Awkwardly I looked around. After several bumps, her chewing died down. Chuckling, I said, “Oh good you're done ea—“ The basket slipped past me as she picked her head up and sat down. I gawked. The offspring of lightning and death. My own kind. She wore a basket as a hat. Her tail wagged happily behind her though. That's when I heard it.

Schlip!

“Are you...licking it?” I asked.

The basket jiggled. I take that as a yes while I stepped closer. I gently grab the basket and slipped it. Tossing it to the side, I met her gaze. She licked her nose before shaking off the excess. The Night Fury let out a huge yawn then. Her eyes nearly slid closed before they jerked open thanks to a hiccup. I snickered. Wing covering her mouth, she stared me down. Her head bobbed every breath. I laughed and said, “heh you alright there?”

“I'm fi- hic- fine! ...Please, stop stari-hic- at me,” she said, hiccuping loudly. She walked away, head down, towards the lake. Chuckling, I followed suit a few hiccups later.

She already was lapping up water. I went to drink when I saw her reflection. Blue eyes wide. Fear flashed across her face before ripples distorted her image. I cast her a side glance. She was frozen. Without a word I walked the pond's edge. I faced her from the other side. Her eyes flitted up to me. I smiled. I then began to drink. Her tongue flicking the water caught my ears. We drank in silence.

Our shadows had disappeared. I glanced up squinting at the sun. I blinked. Hadn't realized time had flown by so fast. I looked back across the lake. Stretched out, the Night Fury basking in the sun. Head perched on my paws, I watched. My wings twitched and muscled ached. I wanted to lay next to her. So many questions were turning over in my head. And the answers laid across the water. Her fear though. It was clear as a starry night. And it was fear I knew so well. Harsh memories bubbled up to the surface, ones I had tried burying into the ground. Ones I hadn't thought of since I met Hiccup.

Sighing, I forced myself to look away. My thoughts turned to Hiccup. The tightness in my chest loosened and my fear melted away. A particular memory crossed my mind. Peering over her, I locked onto a familiar tree. I ran around the lake though tiptoed past her. I looked the tree over. A loose branch. Yanking it off, I waddled pack to my spot. I threw a glance at her. Still asleep.

Dipping it into the sand, I began to draw. I dragged and pulled. I spun around sketching out a circle then two. With my wings I brushed off any loose sand. The world around me faded. Spinning, dragging, dusting, and I finished with a curved line. I smiled with pride.

Something brushed past my tail. I stiffened and twisted my neck around. In light steps the Night Fury walked by. She tilted her head. She looked up at me and asked, “what is this?”

“Wawing,” I said against the stick.

“What?” She replied.

I spat out the stick onto the ground. Shooting her a smile, I repeated, “It's a drawing! Cool huh?” My eyes flitted between her expression and the drawing. She tilted her head again. There's a pause with her nosed scrunched up and her staring at my drawing. I leaned in and asked, “you know...what a drawing is right?”

With the most weary and tired tone, she said, “no..”

My ears flatten against my head. With a gentle smile, I lower my head so we're eye level. She glanced at me. I leaned in closer to say something when she recoiled

Yelping, her wings were about to fold around her. I stared at her. She buried her face into her wing. She murmured something inaudible. My tail flicked in annoyance. It was then just like that all the wind was beneath my wings disappeared. Head hung low, I sighed. I turned on my heel and head back towards the basket. From behind I heard footsteps follow. Snatching the basket up, I walked to the exit.

More footsteps.

I looked over my shoulder. She was staring at me wide eyed and slack jawed. I sighed deeply and set the basket down. I saw her working her jaw. She looked like a fish gasping for air. Annoyance bubbled to the surface. Then a twinge of hurt came after. I wanted to say something. Her fear kept replaying in my head. I was about to jump when she spoke up.

“Wait where are you going!?”

I paused. I again looked at her in confusion now. Standing up, I replied back, “I'm going home. I can tell when I'm not wanted.”

Shame flashed across her face. Guilt hit me in the chest hard.

“Hey, it's ok. I didn't mean to upset ya. I just thou-" she cut me off.

“Oh you didn't upset me!”

“Huh?” I said turning to face her, “I'm getting mixed signals here... Do you want me to stay or go?”

“NO!” she yelled.

Now it was my turn to stare at her wide eyed and slack jawed. She covered her face with her paws and wings. Silence hung in the air between us. Heartbeat and a half later, she spoke up and said, “Please don't go...”

Smiling, I replied, “alright, I'll stay.”

She lifted her head with glee, her eyes shining like the ocean. Her wings fluttered too. A flash of pink. I quickly glanced down and saw those scars again. Before I could say or do anything, she trotted away. She takes a seat next to my sketch. A radiant look is thrown my way. My gaze lingered on her before I followed suit.

The Night Fury points and asked, “a drawing?”

I nodded.

She leaned in closer before leaning back. On her hind legs she walked along the edge ever so delicately. Her eyes grew wide and sparkled like moonlight. My breath hitched in my throat. She looked over at me and said, “this is amazing! I never known anyone who could do such a thing! You're so lucky, Toothless.”

My jaw dropped.

She blinked a few times.

“W-what?” she asked.

“You said my name.”

Her wings fluttered open and her eyes grew wide. She gulped asking, “I'm sorry?”

I shake my head at her. I smiled. “It's the first time you said it all day. I'm happy!”

She looked away bashfully. Feeling light like a Fireworm, I trotted over to her. I opened my mouth to speak. I stopped. She was burning a hole into the drawing. Her eyes narrowed at it.

“Hey, you ok?” I asked. She shakes her head. So I then asked, “what is it?”

She turned to me. Eyes full of wonder and curiosity, she said, “It's just.. I wish I could do this. It's an amazing gift you have. Could you show me?”

Dancing in place, I nodded my head. I snatched my branch up. With a head motion, I had her follow me a bit further down. I stopped at a good spot. She sat down quietly. On my hind legs I dipped the stick and began to draw. Up, down, sliding this way and that, a spin here, a spin there, and I dragged it along. I passed by her. I stopped and glanced. Head turned bit away, her eyes stared intently at my line. Her mouth formed an 'o'. Grinning against the stick, I continued. Crisscrossing over some lines, I used my tail to add a bit of texture. One look thrown her way I dabbed one final touch.

A light squeal rang through my ears. I looked over at her. She was hopping! She let out several chirps before bounding over. Still bouncing in place, she beamed up at me and said, “oh my stars! That was incredible, Toothless! I have never seen such a thing before! You're so talented. You make it look so easy and flawless. And you did it on your back legs too! I would love to be able to do it as half as well. Just amazing!”

Brow raised, I lowered the stick and straightened my back out. Head tilted. I wiggled my nose and asked, “you.. don't know how to draw?”

She mirrored my head tilt. She quickly shakes her head and said, “what? No of course not? Did you not hear me?”

“I did hear you. I just don't get how you don't know.”

“Know what?” she replied.

Clearing my throat, I asked, “isn't it a thing we can do?”

“No of course not! You're the only one I've seen ever do this!” she replied.

“Oh.. I see.”

Her eyes softened up at me. She sat a little closer. Digging her claws into the sand, she asked, “Forgive me. I did not mean to be so rude, Toothless.”

Chuckling I replied, “heh, it's ok. Don't worry bout it. Just thought— never mind. Wanna try?”

The Nightfury jumped in her spot. She pressed a paw to her chest and looked at me in horror. She stuttered out, “m-me?!”

“Yeah you!” I said pushing the branch towards her. She stared. I nudged it a bit closer. She recoiled a bit. Grinning, I said, “it's not gonna bite ya. Give it a shot!”

Shaking her head, she mumbled out, “no, no, no...I couldn't. I don't want to put my mouth on it...”

I huffed then puffed my chest out. I dipped my head down into my armpit and nibbled. I looked back at her and said, “sorry, had an itch. Also, do I look sick or something?”

“No, no Toothless, I didn't mean that. I just—“

“Cause I can assure you I ain't! But I can get you another branch though?”

Again she shakes her head. She replied, “n-no it's fine! It's nothing, I'll use yours.” With that she picked the branch up. She takes several steps back. She stabbed the branch down. I flinched at a cracking sound. She began to move. Tiny baby steps. Jagged lines. Her nostrils flared as she dragged the stick down. She bit down. A clean crack down the middle. Stick still in mouth, she growled.

I laughed.

She shot me one of her glares. I saw a flash of something though. Then I saw annoyance. She dropped the stick. “I'm terrible!” she muttered, a hint of frustration in her voice.

I wandered over, taking in her sketch. I sat down next to her. She was bent over the stick before pushing it away. I bent down next to her. I nudged the stick towards her again.

“But I'm awful...” she said.

“So?” I replied, a flash of confusion washed over her face. I hovered a wing above her. I smiled and added, “I wasn't that great either when I started.”

A sharp gasped escaped her.

“Really!”

“Yep! Took me ages, but I kept at it. Wanna know why?”

She nodded her head.

“Cause it's fun.”

“Fun?” she asked.

I nodded. I pulled apart the branch with my claws. I motioned towards hers. She smiled. We both take a branch in mouth and begin to draw. We go in opposite directions. Every so often our lines would cross. And every time I caught her face. A huge smile. We curved, dragged, and spun until every inch of sand was etched in. Our sticks clashed as we faced each other.

Grins all around.

I tossed our sticks into the pond. She was still smiling from ear to ear. Dusk had descended on us faster than I had liked. We both gazed up at the sky. Soft purples fading into deep blues. Stars twinkled in the distance. We gazed back at each other.

“Are you staying here tonight?” I asked.

“Toothless, I..” she started to say. The words died on her tongue though it seemed.

My shoulders slacked. Her wings began to curl around her. She looked up at me then. My body began to move on its own and I leaned in closer. The light had shifted. I swore she was leaning in too. We were an inch away when...

“TOOTHLESS!”

Instantly we pulled away from each other. I looked back at the exit, towards Berk, towards home.

“Your pet is calling for you. You should go.”

I flinched. I turned to correct her but stopped. All the happiness from before had vanished. She stared down at the exit. Misery etched in her face. She had started to turn away when I blurted out, “come with me!”

She spun around.

Swallowing hard, I repeated myself, “come with me, to Berk.”

She had taken a step back from me. Fear. Even in the waning sun I could see it clearly. I said in a soft voice, “there are humans. I know you're scared, but it's ok! There's other dragons there too and-”

“Other dragons?!” she bleated out.

I nodded.

Despite her shaking, I stepped closer to her. I stared deep into her eyes. Her shaking stopped. In a firm and gentle voice I said, “I won't let anything happen to you. I promise. You don't have to be alone tonight.”

Her jaw seemed to lock up. Her eyes darted around the area then rested on me. She still shakes a little, but her wings relaxed. She nodded. Then she whispered to me, “I'll go with you. But can we stay here? Just for tonight...I'm not ready to meet them yet.”

My ears flicked towards the entrance. I focused waiting to hear Hiccup call, but he didn't. Perhaps he hadn't want to push. He trusted me. I always came home. I nodded in response. We parted ways to find a place to sleep. She chose her rock. And I chose to rest near the lake. I peered over at her. She was staring. I saw her jump before she buried her face. With a tired sigh, I lay my head down to sleep. ~~~~ Finally after a few months, next chapter is up. Long story short: friend got me CSP, I was nervous to use it for illustrations. Stopped being a baby and tried it out. After like practicing a bunch of times. SUUUPER happy with how it came out! One more thumbnail to turn into an illustration. Then can continue writing the story! Thanks for checking out the picture and story! Constructive criticism is appreciated. How To Train Your Dragon © Dreamworks Midnight © Dreamworks

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Taeil x Reader

Requested by a lovely anon: “can i request something cute with taeil pls bc the world could use more taeil scenarios!!!! thank u sm ily”

Thank you so muuuuch for requesting an imagine with Taeil TT I hope you’ll like it!!

Genre: fluff!!!

Words: 1,3k

Seated on the edge of a little fountain, in the middle of a place, surrounded by people, shops and trees, a young boy was waiting. The young boy, dressed nicely was regularly checking the clock on his phone, probably feeling anxious, impatient. What, or who, was he waiting?

“Taeil!!”

At the call of his name, the young boy raised his head, and smiled automatically. Wearing a nice and light dress for summer days, a cute bag on your shoulder and nice opened shoes, you were running to him with a bright smile.

“Y/N!” Taeil sais with his sweet and soft voice.

“Sorry, I’m late... How long have you been waiting for me?” you were out of breath (and honestly, not they late...)

“It’s fine, Y/N. I arrived...30 minutes ago.”

“What?” you screamed, surprised.

“And I was waiting under this hot sun... Probably waiting for my death... But I guess you don’t care since you are late...”

Taeil claimed like he was crying and you sighed. He finally looked at you and made a little smile, proud of himself.

“I’m joking, hehe!”

“You’re an idiot, I really thought you... anyways.” you poured, a little embarrassed of your reaction. You were so naive when it was about your boyfriend.

“I’m sorry Y/N...” Taeil came closer to you and took you in his arms, laughing a little. He kissed your forehead softly and looked at you. “To be honest with you, I’m actually very hot here. We probably should go before my body burns.”

You both laughed and started walking in the little street of the town, under the hot sun. Taeil took your hand in his and lead you to a huge blue building, full of people.

“What a brilliant idea to go to the aquarium, today.” you said, looking at him, and dreaming of the cool air of the inside.

“Right? It’s really too hot out there, we won’t survive this.”

“And what’s the point of a date if you do not enjoy it, right?”

You both smiled and stood in line. Fortunately (and probably because he is the best boyfriend in the universe) Taeil ordered tickets two weeks ago so you guys didn’t have to stay under this weather, and wait for hours and hours.

After about five minutes, you both entered the building, feeling the cool air touching your skin. Taeil closed his eyes and sighed of pleasure.

“Oh thank you, Jesus.” he whispered.

You giggled and took him by the arms. 

“Taeil, if you were that hot you should’ve tell me. We would have stayed at your place or something.”

“But you’ve always told me how much you wanted to go to this aquarium... I thought it was the best moment to do this.”

And he was right. Since you were a child, you’ve always loved the sea, fishes or mermaids. And your dream was to go to an aquarium date. But since you insisted on going to an aquarium where fished and animals are respected, you couldn’t afford it yourself. So your boyfriend decided to offer you a ticket.

You remembered when he did it. You were about to cry, you were so happy and touched of his gift, you would have screamed all your love for him to the entire world.

And since he was this amazing all the time, you wish you screamed to the world all the time as well.

You entered the first room and automatically make a little sound of happiness as you saw the small aquarium in front of you.

“Look Taeil! Jellyfishes!! They’re so cute...”

“It looks like a small dancer…”

You stared at those pink jellyfishes, stars in your eyes. Hypnotized by your beauty and how cute you were, Taeil couldn’t stop looking at you. You were together for about two years now, and he was more and more in love with you. 

You stayed inside the cool building for about 2 hours, and finally decided to leave. The weather was less hot since in was almost the end of the afternoon, and you took a walk on a park, talking of how you thought all fishes were cute.

« Y/N, you can’t say all of them were cute. That would be a lie. »

« I’m not lying! I mean- Look at the pictures I took! They’re all so adorable… »

You put you phone right in front of your boyfriend’s eyes, sure of you.

« Look! »

« Y-yeah… Whatever. » replied Taeil with a disgusted face he was trying to hide from you.

« Okay Mister I-know-everything. Show me the pictures you took then, and I’ll show you how those fishes are the cutest animals alive… »

Taeil’s cheeks became suddenly so red that you thought he was turning into a tomato. You looked away, with a embarrassed smile and put his phone away, hiding it in his pocket.

« I didn’t take any pics, you know. I don’t think this is necessary. »

« Oh waw, you’re such a bad liar… » you whispered, with a smirk. « Come on, give it to me please! I know you took pics, I saw you holding your phone in the aquarium! »

« I did not use it to take picture of fishes, actually… » still embarrassed, Taeil couldn’t hide a little laugh, blushed.

« And what did you… » you understood, and blushed right after. « Oh… I see. »

« Does it make you feel… embarrassed? Maybe I shouldn’t have done that, or maybe I should have asked you before or- »

« Taeil. » you stopped him, and gave him a little kiss on the cheek. « I’m not mad of anything. That was pretty cute actually. I’d love you show me those pics, but if you want to keep it for yourself… »

« No, let me show you! »

You guys kept walking in the park, alongside a little lake. The weather was still a little hot, but totally tolerable for you. Maybe not that much for you boyfriend…

« Oh jeez, it’s too hot… » he said, sitting on a bench.

« Come on babe, it’s not that hot… »

« I feel like I’m going to burn, seriously. »

You sighed and took a bottle of water out of your little bag.

« There. Drink some, it’ll make you feel better. »

Taeil did as you said and drink a sip or two. After a second of staring a the clear liquide, he suddenly drained the entire bottle of water on his head. Entirely soaked but cooled, Taeil moaned of pleasure, a smile on his face and his eyes closed.

« That’s better… » he whispered.

That was kinda unexpected to you. So unexpected actually that you couldn’t stop staring at him, blushing and with heart-eyes.

You were shamelessly staring at the water drawling on his hair, his skin and under his shirt. You were staring at he skin showing under his soaked t-shirt, or at his wet lips, probably waiting for yours…

« Y/N? »

« Oh yes? »

« I asked you if you wanted some water? There’s still left. »

« No thanks… I’m fine. »

« Your face is red, you know… Are you sure you- »

« ALRIGHT! »

You took the bottle out of his hand and drank it, trying to hide your embarrassment. First shocked then amused, Taeil giggled and patted your head with a warm gaze. He was perfectly understanding what was going on.

« Y/N… »

« Okay let’s go home now… »

Embarrassed, you took his hand and started walking as he was kindly laughing at you. No matter what you could do you’ll always be the cutest girl in the world to Taeil. And nothing will ever change that.

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Boyfriend’s Background Commentary - The Twilight Saga Part Dos

Movie: Twilight - New Moon

Director: Chris Weitz

Cinematography: Javier Aguirresarobe

Budget: 50 million USD

Release Date: November 20th, 2009 (Canada)

Watched: August 30th, 2018

Boyfriend: @shiftaria

Part Uno - Part Dos - Part Tres - Part Cuatro - Part Cinco

After literally taking five minutes to even getting to the movie, due to the boyfriend shitting around and making many references made about my breaks due to the position he got me into, we finally pressed play. Shifter is telling me all about how he barely remembers the movies, and he’s very confused about the opening scene. Very professional. He’s also making the connection between the heavy reference Romeo and Juliet.

Oh, and sexual comment, commenting on Jacob’s long, beautiful hair. Right, it’s Bella’s birthday. Edward is fucking jealous of Jacob… Apparently, Edward is also a fuck boy, which I wouldn’t put past him, mainly because they imaged him that way. Kind of bothered by that since he’s much more respecting. The acting is much better than the first one, at least that’s my opinion.

We have gotten to the wonderful birthday scene by this point. Now, Shifter was really hyped about it due to the Volturi. I mean, Michael Sheen is a really good actor and makes a wonderful addition to the cast. Also, the phase with the painting was beautifully done, and just really makes it a cool way to get the backstory on characters. Now, when the party actually starts, I actually get rather confused. Wrapping paper does NOT cause that bad of a paper cut, and like I get Jasper is still getting used to blood, but like, none of these reactions have happened before. There have to be other times before that moment for Jasper, so why react now? He knows Bella is taken, he’s been around her when she was dying on the floor of the ballet studio. Yet now he’s reacting, what stopped him before? So many questions and like no answers.

Que sad cutscene about the soul and sad music video; while music lyrics are connected to anything Shakespeare related, Shifter is really picking up on that, he has been since the movie started. I’m glad he is, but it seems like the movie got that point across a lot better than the book did, as the book only gave the reader really angsty teenage girl diary for the most of it.

Finally, Edward appears again, like he’s off to a funeral. He tells Bella that his family and himself are leaving, using a very half-ass excuse about Carlisle. Really, Edward starts using emotional manipulation to get her to understand, bringing a real dick about all of it. Oh, and why the conversation has to be so far out into the forest? Great question, Shifter, we honestly have no clue. It was actually really stupid because as soon as Edward leaves, she chases after him, eventually getting herself lost. Would really help if we knew what Charlie was doing during all of this.

Shifter made an excellent point about the camera angles that were used for the goodbye when Edward gave that final kiss. As the angle started normal, Bella’s world felt right, it was perfect, then the angle started to become tilted, showing that Bella’s world was falling about in those very seconds.

“Oh! One pec! And called it!” -Shifter

Now, at this point, we paused because we were having a conversation that all the natives in this movie are from Canada, and it seems to be true.

Fun Fact: Shifter and I are both Canadian.

Back to the movie. We get a really nice time transition, with a really good monologue, showing what Bella was going through, what Charlie was dealing with. Finally, we get back to character conversation, where Charlie is trying to do the proper thing for his daughter. It’s really amazing that Charlie is trying to so hard to help his daughter. He loves her, yet stepping up into full-time father mode, it’s still pretty hard. Charlie will support his daughter in any way he can.

This next scene was really strange, because of ghost!Edward. Like I know in the book Bella is literally going crazy with grief at this point, but doing something stupid and dangerous to invoke those hallucinations should be red flags. Personally, I think it would have been better if Edward actually looked like he was there, rather than like cigarette smoke, kind of made it less of an impact to the movie. Thanks to Jessica literally putting the idea into Bella’s head that she needs to do the crazy shit to invoke an Edward Episode, she gets two dirt bikes, taking them to Jacob, because she needs help to rebuild them.

We once again paused because Shifter pointed out does twilight, a new moon, an eclipse, or the first light of dawn vanishing the horrible night have to do with vampires? Like that’s all werewolf stuff, none of that can be traced back to vampire myths. I actually had to take a step back, quest what this story was even about anymore like none of it made sense. At least now. Really messed up with this.

Ah, the famous age conversation strikes again, it’s interesting, but very unnecessary truthfully. Especially since it started to turn into a cougar joke.

“I am very confused by my teenage daughter. Send help.” -Charlie Swan, 2018 (Shifter)

I really like Jacob being around Bella like their relationship is nowhere as toxic has her’s and Edward’s. It’s healthier for Bella too. Jacob is a really great person as well. Shifter needed to point out that when Jacob and Bella were driving that is was really old school Hollywood, something I never really paid attention to before. Anyway, more backstory about Sam and a bit about why Jacob is really paranoid, well, bothered by him. It’s a good way to get information since the movie was getting to the point where it would be picking up its pace due to oncoming conflict about plot movement. Jacob and Bella ride bikes, Bella gets her Edward Episode, only to hurt herself, which leads to Jacob becoming shirtless, which was very welcomed by myself since these wolf boys are very good looking and a lot more character development than any of the vampires, at least in the movie, both parties were given equal development in the books, and you knew more about them.

Anyways, with Bella spending time with Jacob, she’s becoming more human again. With that, she’s becoming social with her friends again, even planning a night to the movies with her friends. Only for Bella to be stuck between Mike and Jacob, who both have a thing for her. Though, Jacob, he makes a move, even understands her. Only Mike to return and somehow gets under Jacob’s skin.

We actually all know why.

Bella is once again in distress, trying all her options to get ahold of him until she finally just drives to his house, in the pouring rain. Now there is Jacob; short hair, tattoo, and no shirt. Very hot. And Bella accuses Jacob of breaking up with her, fine choice of words, Bella. They exchange ‘It’s not you, it’s me’ conversation, but Jacob is really worried about hurting Bella due to seeing what can happen if he loses his temper in front of Bella. All of this leads to Bella coming up with the bright idea to travel out into the forest to the field. Not safe at all.

Seriously, it’s a terrible idea considering she runs into Laurent, who came to Forks on a favor to Victoria. Bella can’t lie to save her life either, almost leading her to get killed once again. The only reason she was saved this time was huge ass wolves, that everyone decided to think were bears, even Angela mentions about them a few scenes back. Bella rushes home to tell Charlie and Harry is over. It’s very clear that Harry knows about the wolves, so he agrees to help Charlie.

That very same night, someone comes knocking at her door, well, window, and it’s Jacob. Who really is trying to tell her what is up, and the kicker is; as Jacob verbally says on screen, Bella already knows. Thankfully, it only takes her a night to sleep on it, with a really fucked dream to go along with it all. Cut to her bargaining into the Black Household, needing to see Jacob, only for her to find Jacob sleeping. All seemed well with the world until her eyes locked onto Sam Uley and the others showing up. Storming out as Bella ‘Fight Me’ Swan towards them, yelling, even going as far as to slap Paul Lahote; who fought back, Really dumb on Bella’s part, almost leading to herself getting killed again, under twenty-four hours. Embry Call and Jared Cameron take Bella back to Emily Young’s house; Sam’s fiance. Emily has a really bad scar on the right side of her face due to Sam accidentally losing his temper. The pack is rather welcoming of Bella, Paul even apologizes to her once he returns from fighting with Jacob.

Now, it’s finally known why Victoria keeps coming to Forks, the only issue, the pack never knew until now. This leaves the movie to show what is going on when Bella decides to go cliff diving a few days later because she needs her Edward Episode. Only issue is, Bella doesn’t pay attention to the condition of the ocean. And considering Victoria jumping into the water to get away from Jacob earlier, not surprising that Victoria sees Bella in the water. Que Bella hitting her head and start stinking.

“I thought Edward’s power waw to read other's mind, not Force Projection.” -Shifter.

“Oh! Sexy McWet!” -Shifter @Jacob

How Jacob found Bella is something I totally forgot from the book, but sadness; Harry Clearwater is dead due to Victoria. Now, Jacob is really starting to open up to Bella about all of this, telling her about Sam and Emily. They almost kiss, I might as well scream because Jacob is so much better than Edward. Just Bella is stupid and doesn't listen to Jacob when she sees Carlisle’s car, because she’s going to take the risk. And surprise, there is Alice, making Bella really lucky, because it could have easily been Victoria as well. This is where the viewers find out that Alice can’t see past the pack. Oh, and Jacob doesn’t give a shit about rules and there’s apparently something totally between Jacob and Bella- Oh, wait, phone rings. Great, cockblocked again and Bella, you fucking suck.

Road Trip to Italy, to save the asshole that is an emotional manipulation, but whatever. Alice also steals a car and speeds, all calm, like nothing is wrong. There’s Bella in the passenger freaking the fuck out because they only had five minutes. Skip to Bella literally telling Edward that she can let him go, so just let her go, Edward! In comes, the Volturi, who are all wonderfully cast, and Shifter clearly has a boner for Aro; who is played by the wonderful Michael Sheen (I wouldn’t stop writing his name). Just the Volturi is beautiful, and very well played. This entire scene is just masterfully done, it suits such an old coven that is the government of all vampires. Also, Michael Sheen speaks beautiful Italian.

I literally don’t speak Italian, so this is just my observation. It sounds like he’s been practicing it for years.

Then surprise, Bella is in bed, back home in Forks. Edward is back, I am just upset, he could have just let her go, the Volturi wouldn’t be marking the Cullen’s down in their black books. They even go as far as to put Bella’s immortality to a vote, really torturing Edward, which he deserves. Sadly, Rosalie is the only one who’s said no. Kind of wish that more of them said no because Bella deserves so much better. Thank god Jacob is a no too, but he’s so wounded. Bella, you damn bitch.

Also, HOW IS A PROPOSAL A GOOD WAY TO END A MOVIE?!

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Face Masks (OT7 x Reader)

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Pairing: (BTS)OT7 x Reader

Gendre: One-Shot / Friendship / Fluff

‘’What the hell is on your face?’’ I stare blankly at Namjoon that has a lollipop in his mouth, but pops it out to speak while he visibly tries not to frown and make any expression.

‘’Beauty takes time, and hard work.’’ He says stepping to the side as I walk inside the warm apartment with him closing the doors after me ‘’Besides what are you on about?! I’m sure your facemasks aren’t any better than mine are!’’ He snaps back while I raise my brows sliding my winter jacket off looking at him.

‘’Not saying they are better because I actually never owned one. I don’t use them.’’ I snort to which he stops mid step and turns to me completely confused staring as I kick of my boots.

‘’What?’’ he asks in disbelief, as I hang the coat on the already full rack. Glancing down I spot easily the hot pink slippers that Jin and Jimin picked out for me. Not a big fan of hot pink.

‘’I barely use any beauty products.’’ I point out as he backs away pulling out the lollipop again to speak properly.

‘’You’re lying.’’ He says shrugging me off as we walk into the living room together.

‘’I’m not! Hey guys!’’ I greet cheerful. Jimin is suddenly jumping up, along with Jungkook leaving me surprised as they dart away like I’m the plague. I now furrow my brows as I turn to Hoseok that looks over the couch, and Jin peaks from the kitchen. They’re all wearing face masks.

‘’The hell was that?!’’ I ask staring at the oldest who grins instead ‘’And I don’t, I swear I’m not lying!’’ I point to Namjoon waving at Jin before he waves back and disappears back into the kitchen.

‘’Liar.’’ Namjoon states putting lollipop back in his mouth as he settles onto the couch, where I follow him to the remaining free spot and comfortable spot. I test the waters by rising my legs up, and placing them over his knees. He gives me an annoyed and warning look, to which I childishly wiggly my eyebrows but pull my legs back showing him my tongue.

‘’Am not.’’

‘’Why is Y/N a liar?’’ Hoseok asks curiously his hands working over the mask over his cheek. I bet it’s hard for him not to smile in general.

‘’I don’t use beauty products.’’ I point out his eyebrows raising ‘’I don’t!’’ I half exclaim as his eyes study my face eyes narrowing.

‘’There’s no way you don’t! I mean I don’t wanna be rude or sexist but…you’re a girl.’’ Namjoon snaps suddenly making me cross my arms and straighten up raising one brow and pointing my finger out to count.

‘’Face cream, that’s a daily thing I use. Like once a day.’’ And then I drop my finger ‘’Yeah that’s that.’’ I conclude trying to now think if I use something else that considered a skin care product ‘’You can’t count in makeup, that I only like have on special occasions!!!’’ I add on quickly.

‘’Your skin is that flawless?’’ Hoseok ask amazed while I snort.

‘’Oh hell no.’’ I chuckle ‘’I get pimples all the time.’’ I add on glancing towards the TV ‘’I just…can’t be bothered with using all this shit. Takes too much effort and time.’’ I trail off trying to decipher what show is playing on the screen of the TV.

‘’Bullshit!!!!’’ Namjoon continues but instead of getting annoyed I end up grinning and punching him lightly on the arm, while we end up laughing together.

‘’Jerk!’’ I add.

‘’No cursing!!!!’’ Jin calls from the kitchen while another member of the group walks from the hallway, facemask on but his steps coming to a halt.

‘’Hey.’’ He greets awkwardly ‘’Well now I feel stupid.’’ I feel as if he’s blushing underneath the white sheet. I did come unannounced but that’s nothing new to them. Plus, in my defense I was texting with Jin who teased me with food, and a movie night making it sound lucrative on just joining them for the evening. It’s rare that they’re all off, and willing to spend all time together like this. It’s hard to pick a movie out that 7 people like or are interested to watch together.

‘’Why??’’ I chuckle ‘’Is it because of the face thing?’’ I add on while he looks away still embarrassed.

‘’OH, we have another shy one.’’ Hoseok calls to which I turn to him confused ‘’Why did Jeonggukie and Jiminie run away when you came?’’ he asks smirking smugly. And then it clicks into my brain.

‘’Waw. You all combined are more girly than I am.’’ I state firmly. Hoseok and Namjoon burst into laughter, Jin’s chuckling coming from the kitchen while Taehyung looks confused at me as I look at all of them individually with a smirk.

‘’Not true come on Y/N.’’ Jin says appearing from the kitchen the light turned off.

‘’It appears so! You take care of your skin better than I have in my 23 years of living on this earth!’’ I go on dramatically while the oldest settles next to Hoseok while the two rappers calm down Taehyung still remaining clueless and hesitant to join us.

‘’I think that would raise some red flags for your future husband.’’ Hoseok ads making me snort.

‘’Marriage mhm yeah sure, maybe.’’ I reply shaking my hand ‘’Hey do you have any more of the masks I kinda feel left out now.’’ I turn to Taehyung instead wanting for him to feel comfortable. We are all good friends, it’s ridiculous that he feels embarrassed because of this.

‘’Oh, yeah, we have a whole box of them.’’ Jin replies with a smile making me turn to him ‘’There are different types, you can choose whatever you like.’’ He says getting up as I do that myself, and follow him moving past Namjoon that’s still chuckling. I lightly kick his knee but it only causes him to laugh harder. I smile as I follow after the oldest. Reaching Taehyung, he’s ready to slip away but I reach for his hand quicker. He turns to me surprised.

‘’You’re helping.’’ I say simply, tugging him along with me not letting go of his hand. Passing the room of the oldest two members, it opens to reveal Yoongi graced with a silver mark instead, his hair pulled back by a snapback ‘’The caveman lives, and breathes. Let’s watch as he ventures out of his natural habitat!!!’’ I state dramatically getting myself a glare and a silent giggle from the singer still holding onto my hand.

‘’Ugly.’’ He states simply walking away making me giggle as I turn back to Taehyung that’s way to tame during this whole scene.

‘’Hey you okay?’’ I as turning to him as he looks down at our joined hands ‘’Oh sorry, I’m making you even uncomfortable.’’ I state letting go of his hand, kind of feeling disappointed at the lost contact and his reaction to that. Because I really like holding his hands. Taking a step forward his hand is back in mine not letting go.

‘’It’s not that, you just surprised me a bit.’’ he says completely seriously looking down at me. For a moment, it seems that something starts to happen between us a certain moment before a simple thought crosses my mind and ruins everything.

‘’You’re ridiculous with that thing on your face.’’ I point out clearing his confusion away as I half burst into laughter.

‘’Oh, I forgot I was wearing this.’’ He says reaching up while I turn forward and peak to the cleared-out bathroom, where Jin is. He’s standing at the counter, a wooden box placed and open before him, as he’s rummaging through it content.

‘’Oh have mercy.’’ I sigh dragging Taehyung into the bathroom with me, but let go of his hand when I walk over to a chuckling Jin.

‘’It’s not bad.’’ He says and offers 5 packages that I take hesitantly ‘’So this one is with mint. This with cinnamon. Vanilla. Strawberry and traditional Korean herbs.’’ He reads from the packages while I just frown at them turning the first one around to find instructions on the back. Of course, in Korean but that’s not what bothers me. 5 steps it says!!!! What the hell have I gotten myself into?!

‘’Damnit.’’ I curse ‘’It has proper instructions! Why is this so complicated?!’’ I start to feel stressed making Jin laugh again, and even Taehyung now chuckles from somewhere behind us.

‘’It’s not!’’ Jin says simply while I sigh and offer the packs back to him.

‘’This is giving me anxiety, you pick the one you like.’’ I state as he chuckles and takes the packs, while I raise my hands up over my face, pushing my hair back for a moment Taehyung now crowding on Jin’s other side as they discus about which pack to open. But they start talking really fast to which I just, slide up onto the counter, sitting in between the two sinks.

I bring my phone out, sneakily taking a few pictures of the two that are what looks like to me arguing. I notice with the corner of my eye some movement, making me turn forward and smile immediately at Jimin that’s walking inside with a curious expression and smile; his face is clear of a mask a towel settled around his shoulders.

‘’What are you doing?’’ he asks looking excited, glancing at the boys as he reaches us but turns to stand closer to me.

‘’They’re picking out a pack. I never tried this. Plus…’’ I lean closer to him to his ear to which he eagerly leans closer ‘’Are they arguing? I don’t understand, they’re talking to fast.’’ He burst into a fit of giggles making me blush brightly red immediately at the way the two boys look towards us and the way he is looking at them and then at me. Freaking adorable.

‘’What are you laughing at?’’ Taehyung snaps slightly serious while Jimin leans into me instead, making me grin as I turn to the two propping my left arm onto Jimin’s shoulder.

‘’Nothing.’’ He shakes his head, as he rests his arm over my knee.

‘’So, did you pick?’’ I ask meting Jin’s eyes as he looks down and shows up one package. It’s the strawberry one.

‘’Is this one okay?’’ he asks while I shrug.

‘’I trust you.’’ I reply meting his eyes again. I don’t miss as he looks down suddenly, a blush creeping on his cheeks but I turn forward stretching my right leg forward to stop Taehyung in his advances towards Jimin that’s calming down. He looks at me, seriously while I rise my hands up motioning for him to come near me ‘’Your mask is falling off.’’ I point out as he glances past me into the mirror. His hand raises up, but I take it and tug him between my legs instead as I slide forward to the end of the counter to be closer. He stiffens immediately, Jimin next to us as well gets serious suddenly hand tightening on my knee. I ignore both they’re reactions reaching up and gently take a hold of the mask to readjust it on Tae’s face. He doesn’t say anything, and looks away quickly trying to look anywhere else other than me. Finishing up I smile, tracing my fingers gently over his cheek before I drop my hands.

‘’There.’’ I say chipper and turn to Jimin ‘’Why did you take your mask off?’’ I ask him as he looks suddenly embarrassed.

‘’Don’t ask me that.’’ He says suddenly all bashful while Taehyung backs away, turning around even pretending to busy himself with his phone.

‘’Why not!’’ I reply nudging him lightly as I offer him a reassuring smile and take a hold of his hand, his eyes immediately going down to our joined hands ‘’You can tell me. Come on ChimChim.’’ I try and pout giving him the puppy look I know he always falls for. He can’t resist it.

‘’My skin is pretty bad...’’ He trails off.

‘’No way!’’ I exclaim surprising the poor boy ‘’You’re always beautiful ChimChim. ‘’ I state honestly ‘’Always so handsome!!! Okay?!’’ I ask cupping his cheeks, but Jin at my right gets my attention as he has opened up the package.

‘’You done fooling around?’’ he asks smirking glancing between the two off us.

‘’Jimin-ah.’’ I turn to the younger boy ‘’You’re gorgeous to me always, please don’t think bad of yourself.’’ And with that I press a kiss onto his forehead letting him go, to turn to Jin ‘’I’m ready as I will ever be.’’

‘’Yah it’s not like I’m going to torture you!!!’’ he exclaims offended.

‘’I said I trust you Oppa! Don’t complain!!’’ I half shout right back at him, while he stares at me in disbelief blinking quickly before he glances at Jimin.

‘’The disrespect…’’ he goes to say but just ends up huffing.

‘’You’re both acting like kids.’’ Jimin replies chuckling.

But I motion to Jin ‘’Let’s do this, let’s just…’’ I trail off to which he nods.

‘’You’ll need to wash your face first.’’ He instructs, eyes going over the words on the package. I nod silently and reach for the hem of the hoodie I’m wearing.

‘’Sir yes sir.’’ I tease him, tugging the material over my head, which leaves me in a simple grey t-shirt. I reach to the side to place it over the sink, but Jimin is picking it up before it can slide and fall into the ground.

‘’I’ll go hang it so it won’t get creased.’’ He says and all but dashes away again.

‘’It’s just a hoodie.’’ I call after him, but he’s already outside. I glance at Jin that has a smirk on his face as he’s fixing the cream together. I frown at it, but glance at Taehyung. He settled himself comfortably onto the baths edge watching us silently. I show him my tongue before I turn to the side and lean down over the sink.

‘’Wouldn’t it be easier and safer if you’d jump down and do it you know, the normal way?’’ Jin teases as I turn the knob and let the water run a freezing temperature so it can refresh my face and skin.

‘’Nope.’’ I reply as I gather water in between my hands, and then just splash it all into my face. In the process my hair falls down ‘’Oppsie.’’ I say raising up slightly, as I’m now wet and half blinded, while Jin is already offering me a towel and turning the water off.

‘’Thank you Oppa.’’ I tease further. I know whenever I call them, the boys in general by Korean nicknames and names they get quickly flustered. Our relationship with nicknames went from dude or bro too Oppa and occasionally yagiya. I hide my smirk into the towel, rubbing it over my face as I straighten back up. Starting to fold the towel Taehyung does get up, while Jin focuses himself to reread the instructions again. Taehyung suddenly outstretches his hand, phone in hand the camera showing us. I give a surprised expression and change them quickly as he starts to snap pictures. But I start giggling when he just continues to press the button.

‘’Stop!’’ I say reaching for the phone but he only stretches his arm out, out of my reach and then turns to me showing me his tongue while I playfully glare at him, hands on my hips. Reaching up I gently pinch the bridge of his nose ‘’You’re leaving Jin Oppa out.’’ I point out.

‘’This is about you!’’ he says suddenly turning towards me, phone raised up camera pointed at me while I shake my head instead and glance at Jin that’s smirking watching us.

‘’Will you pull your hair back? It’ll be easier.’’ He proposes while I reach for the offered elastic band, and take the front of my hair quickly bringing it together into a slightly bigger palm tree, than some of the boys all have now with the facemasks. Smirking I pose for a moment to Taehyung and the camera before I slide to the end of the counter and turn to Jin.

‘’What next?’’ I ask watching as he pulls out the white mask from the bag. I grimace at the item, the cream for sure cold. Even the thought of it touching my skin, let along my face…Taehyung suddenly bursts into laugher as I shudder at my own thoughts.

‘’Why do you look genuinely terrified Noona?’’ He calls out as Jin turns to me, stepping closer, while I pull my right leg up placing it over my knee, so he’s not all that embarrassed to step before me, hovering the mask before my face.

‘’I don’t like this.’’ I comment still frowning glaring at the mask, which has the boys laughing at my reaction and facial expressions.

‘’Relax Y/N-ah, I know what I’m doing.’’ Jin says while I stare at him a bit in distrust backing my head away before I sigh, and close my eyes trying to relax my face. I don’t hold in the hiss, when suddenly the cold of the cream is being pressed against my face.

‘’Its freaking cold!’’ I groan trying to keep my mouth closed as I feel Jin’s gentle fingers, run over the mask and my face as he’s starts evening it out. Another shudder violently goes through my body making me shake for a moment.

‘’You’re acting like you’re in pain.’’ Taehyung comments ‘’You’re so not enjoying this, are you?’’ he teases, making me sigh, as I feel the whole thing settle over my face.

‘’You can open your eyes Y/N.’’ Jin says gently, so I do look up at his amused expression his fingers still working around my face. His touch is actually very nice. I turn to glare at the dying Taehyung that’s trying hard not to laugh.

‘’Who would have known our though Y/N, hates beauty products.’’ Taehyung comments turning the camera at himself ‘’I guess there is a weakness she has.’’ He goes on, while I grab for the towel on my lap and throw it at him half-heartedly. He catches it easily chuckling even more madly while Jin pulls his hands back and looks at me for a moment a smile stretching across his lips.

‘’You still look cute.’’ He says making me blush this time as I turn around to look at myself but I almost slip into the sink, to which I grab onto the counter steadying myself. Taehyung is on the ground by this point dying from laugher while Jin was reaching for me but caught himself and is now trying to cover his mouth. Respectful guy.

‘’Stop.’’ I reply smirking as I jump down, and then look at myself properly in the mirror my eyes widening ‘’Oh I look like shit.’’ I laugh immediately turning around to find Taehyung still laughing his ass of, Jin now turned away biting his lower lip.

‘’It sounds like you guys are dying in here.’’ Jimin walks back into the bathroom but stops at the doors looking at the scene. He ignores the two laughing men and looks at me with a smile ‘’Noona you look adorable.’’ He states walking over as I poke at my cheek the cream shifting making me frown.

‘’I’m not shut up.’’ I reply flustered ‘’It feels weird.’’ I whine pouting my lip out as he comes behind me, and slides his arms around my waist pressing himself against my back.

‘’Stop touching it, you’ll ruin the effect.’’ He reaches up grabbing onto my hands, and lowers them down holding onto them ‘’You’re cute Noona and there is nothing that you can say or do to change my mind.’’ He says making me snort.

‘’Is that a challenge?’’ I ask smirking as I look at him while he gives me sort of a mischievous look.

‘’I don’t know, is it?’’ his tone is even lower this time.

‘’What are you guys doing here so much time?’’ Hoseok comes in loudly. I turn around looking at Jimin that’s only a few centimeters away from my face, before I glance at a taken aback Hoseok. He glances at me and then suddenly burst into loud hysteric laughter.

‘’You’re so hideous!!’’ he shouts making me glare.

‘’You PUNK!’’ I shout back, taking a step away from Jimin who lets me go ‘’STAY STILL AND LET ME KICK YOUR ASS!!!’’ I break into a sprint after him outside.

‘’HELP ME A MONSTER IS CHASING ME!’’

‘’YOU’RE DEAD!!!’’

Copyright 2017© by barbika1508. All rights reserved.

[flowers-n-clouds]

Rune Casting

I recently got my Amethyst Runes and started getting more into it. It was pretty hard to find some good information online, so I thought I’d share with you guys what I found! I just write down what I have in my book of shadows, and this is just what I found, so there may be things that I wrote wrong or that doesn’t fit your believes. I request you look up on this subject yourself too, but this right here might give you a head start.

Runes are symbols which may be used in divination. They are very old and there are many theories as to how or when they originiated, but it’s well known that they were used in Europe.

The word itself comes from the old norse word “Run”, and the old german word “Runa”, which translates to “whisper” or “secret”. Runes are closely tied to Odin and according to ancient germanic people they were created by him.

The runic alphabets are called “Futhark”, after the first six runes, which are Fehu, Uruz, Thurisaz, Ansuz, Raido and Kenaz. While the elder furthark has 24 characters, just like our alphabet, there are also other versions of the Futhark which range from 16 to 33 characters.

Now to the Meanings!

I have to say, I had a really hard time looking up the meanings of every rune. While some runes have the same meaning everywhere, others seems to have a different meaning every time. I chose what was either mostly named or felt right for me. Feel free to share what you found out about them, or how you use them in the comments below!

Every rune is associated with a letter of our alphabet, so I decided to include them and write them right beside the name. I don’t have the sources to post pictures of every rune (nor the space), but you can easily look them up youself online and get in touch with them.

Fehu - F

“Fay-who”

The Cattle - Wealth, Prosperty, Financial Matters

Uruz - U

“Oo-rooze”

The Aurochs - Strength, Courage, Vitality, for that matter also Health and Recovery

Thurisaz - TH

“Thoo-re-saws”

The Thorn or The Hammer - Destruction, Anger, Violence, sometimes a Warning or Protection

Ansuz - A

“Awn-sooze”

The Deity or The Antenna - Wisdom, Communication, Thoughts, Words, Signals, Learning, but also Truth or a Leader

Raido - R

“Rye-tho”

The Wagon - Travels and Journeys, maybe even an inner journey

Kenaz - K

“Kee-naws”

The Torch - Light, Inspiration, Creativity and Knowledge, but for other also Hard Work

Gebo - G

“Gay-bo”

The Gift - A Gift or Generosity, but for another matter also Love, Marriage or Partnership, by seeing the love of another person as a gift

Wunjo - W

“Woon-yo”

Joy - Happiness, Harmony, Comfort, as well as Victory o Productivity

Hagalaz - H

“Haw-gaw-laws”

The Hail - Destruction, Force, Disruption, Chaos, Drama, Hazard, Fury, Anger, can be associated with The Tower from the Tarots Major Arcana

Nauthiz - N

“Now-teese”

Need - Constraint, Neccessities, Distress, Delay, Patience

Isa - I

“Ee-saw”

Ice - Stagnation, Standstill, Frozen, Stuck

Jera - J/Y

“Yare-awe”

Harvest - Rewards, Success, Accomplishments, also associated with Earth

Eihwaz - EI

“Eye-waws”

Yew - Either Reliability, Stability and Trustworthy, or Constricted, Protection, Pain, Perseverence (by looking at it like a bow). The meanings are pretty split with this one.

Perth - P

“Per-th”

The Cup - Destiny, Fate, Magic, Mystery, The Unknowable

Algiz - Z

“All-geese”

The Elk - Protection, Self Defense, Shield, Standing Up For Something

Sowelu - S

“Soe-wee-loo”

The Sun - Good Fortune, Power, Energy, Health

Teiwaz - T

“Tea-waws”

Týr - Victory, Justice, Honor, Higher Spiritual Power, or Focus and Responsibility

Berkana - B

“Bear-kaw-nah”

The Birch - Birth, Beginnings, Fertility, (Personal) Growth, Nurture, Family

Ehwaz - E

“Ay-waws”

The Horse - Transportation, Movement, Travel, maybe also Trust or Loyalty

Mannaz - M

“Mawn-naws”

The Self - Person, Human, Man, Identity, Culture, Individual

Laguz - L

“Law-goose”

The Water - Lake, Sea, Ocean, mostly the Flow, also Intuition, Proohetic Dreams and Feminity

Inguz - NG

“Een-goose”

Seed or The God, Ing - Common Sense, Internal Growth, Potential, Fertility, Success, Masculinity

Dagaz - D

“Thaw-gause”

The Day - Awareness, Breathrough, Transformation, Evolving, Growth, Changes

Othila - O

“Oa-thee-law”

Ancestral Property or Homeland - Property, Home, Family, Legacy, Possessions, Inheritance

The Blank Rune

No one really knows how or when it came into the set, but at somd point, the blank rune has been occasionally beed added and used in a reading. Using the blank rune or not is personal preference. It can be useless to you or help you, it’s your choice whether you keep it or not. If you do, it should be read and used based on intuition. Consider it’s placement and the relation and connection to other runes. Some runes sets doesn’t even include the blank rune.

It may represent Odin or Fate.

Please note that these are just the names of the runes that I prefer, there are a lot, lot, LOT more other pronounciations or names for each rune, but adding them in here too would be too much.

Runes also have reversed meanings, but that is sonething I haven’t got into by now. Just research for yourself a little bit, learn some more and stick to what feels right to you.

Now to casting them. There are many different ways to cast runes. You may simply pull runes out of a bag with your eyes closed, or you dump some or all of them on the ground. You can do simple Tarot Spreads with your runes or look up different ways to use them.

You can use the runes in magic as well! You may use fitting runes in a spell, or write with then in your book of shadows, or draw them on your altar, wand, etc. There are many things you can do with runes, just take your time and get closer with them!

I hope you liked this little lesson and that it may help you an your way.

Lot’s of love your way, Laura 💕

[qualitypizzapatrol-blog]

Brainstorming

Odaiba today.

Today poetry.

I ve always believed that poetry was an amazing way to describe the most epic and full of pathos topics as much as the most insignificant little things. I think it just gives us the chance to compress layers and layers of feelings and thoughts and colours and smells, and then squeez them togheter as much as we need to exctract few drops, the essence, the soul of something.

Well, it s nothing less or nothing more than extracting parfumes, such a tangled and precise process. It s a very intresting fact that people normally start randomly putting words in poetic structures much more when they are nostalgic, sad,alone then when they are soaked by joy and happiness. Why? I think is because in order to get over something bad, or process it, people need to organize emotions, put them into boxes and place them on an high shelf. 

Poetry helps us doin this. It allows us to put pieces togheter, give them the right space ( and by right i mean the space you gotta give them in order to survive) and then close them in a box you ll be able to open whenever you want. By doin that, reading few lines, you ll just smell again the parfume of a beloved person, the touch of her feet under the blanket, the sounds of her light step on the grass in a sunny lovely day. Or you could just leave the box closed because it hurts too much.

Sorrow is  such a complicated feeling , more than joy. It s has so many shades of emotions ( joy included) and so well blended togheter that the result is the perfect brain shake ever. U r just so confused and scrambled that you dont know which direction you should take and the worst thing you can do in those circumstances is leaving the thing suspended, unresolved, not understood. You can choose between heading against the wawes chin up and try to reach the open and calm sea or you can just stay with ur ankles submerged by water and look at the sea from the seashore. Im more like the first group.  

Let’s make it short, I wrote a little poem I d like to share with none ( so this blog perfectly fits) .

It s late night,

Im alone

Blink,

Im awake

I m floating on my own thoughts

Blink,

I m not sure where I am

Im stuck between the pages of a book I ll never finish

Blink,

There s a picture , look so old

It’s me, what I used to be when everything was green and fresh

Blink,

Im not sure where I m going

Im not sure anymore where I come from

Blink,

We are on the picture

We were so young and brave, look so old

We r now parting ways from what you used to call love

Blink,

It s early morning

Im alone.

[frenchwithatwist]

“Lesbian asks” 

http://madameyeuxetoiles.tumblr.com/post/164328081066/lesbian-asks

Thank you to the most beautiful and fabulous pan bro’/sistah  @ailleursbetterstronger for asking !!

2 Do you have a “type”? If so, describe it

I would not say I have a “type” but I can notice common points between girls I fall for - aka natural beauty, taller than me, usually light-brown or blond hair, hipster/cosy and casual style... Both social, extraverted, curious and reserved, who likes to go on adventure but also stay at home cuddling and discovering music... Looking forward to meet this kind of girl again !! 

3 Plaid button-ups or leather jackets?

Both, depending on my mood hehe; flannel when I want to look like a classy hobo and leather jacket when I want to be James Dean’s doppelgänger

4 Describe your style

Both casual, boyish and classy with a touch of dorkiness (aka my crazy socks) - I love to wear high waisted loose jeans, black t-shirts, flannels, shirts, a cool aviator jacket or a leather or kaki jacket... + derbie shoes | Some people told me my style is similar to Winona Ryder’s 90s style (pretty cool, I admit :’)

5 Describe your aesthetic

Chiaroscuro + Hygge style

6 Favorite article of clothing?

Probably my socks or my suspenders or my overall

7 Favorite pair of shoes? 

My derbie shoes - they allow me to show my craziest socks!!

11 Describe the worst date you’ve been on

I would not say I ever had a “bad” date - just people with whom I did not feel any connection 

14 If single, what are you looking for in a potential girlfriend/wife?

Someone sweet, open-minded, curious, loyal, determined and simple, oh and effort is sexy; I love mystery and stuff but I ain’t chasing people anymore... 

17 If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live?

Probably Berlin, Helsinki or Vienna

18 Favorite lesbian movie?

Kyss Mig *.* And Therese&Isabelle - so sensual although it was made in the 60s

19 Favorite lesbian novel/story?

Les amies d’Héloïse

20 Favorite lesbian song?

Probably Boyfriend, My Lover Cindy, Violet by Marika Hackman + Girl by the Internet, Drive by Melissa Ferrick, What’s it gonna be by Shura... 

21 Favorite lesbian musician?

Marika Hackman, TORRES, Shura, Courtney Barnett, Christine and The Queens (she is pan actually)

22 What lesbian stereotypes do you fit into, if any?

I am a cat-lady, I often wear flannels, I wear beanies. I have short nails and barely wear any make up (natural beauty ya know). When I am into a woman singer, I conduct a research to find out if she gay (AND YEAH lots of them actually are). I smirk when I see a cute gurl. Last but not least I am a Lipstick Mafia member, aka I bring closeted women out of their shell (3 friends of mine came out to me and told me I helped them to figure out who they were) #PublicServiceLesbian 

24 If a woman wanted to woo you, what would a surefire way to accomplish that?

You mean what are the best chances to get me ? Probably by being straight(lol)forward, staying ‘yourself’ (i.e not trying to ‘impress’ me too much, stay as dorky and witty as you could be). I do have something for girls who tell me random facts and open up about themselves. In a nutshell, with me: stay cool and show me who you are ~ 

25 Be positive! What do you like most about being a lesbian?

The “Omg I am so gay” feeling when you stare at a girl = priceless - oh and I get to hug my guy friends without ambiguity

30 What is your dream career?

Gender & Sexuality studies lecturer   OR  a playlist-maker (coz yeah I do love making playlists and my relatives love them)

31 Talk about your interests or hobbies!

My favourite hobby consists in making playlists (@ailleursbetterstronger can tell you about that #YourBirthdayPlaylist), well it is more than a hobby, I am really passionate about digging music - creating playlists acts as a social glue ~ I aim at conveying a certain emotion or atmosphere.

I also love learning new languages, daydream about my future travel plans...watching inspiring documentaries, discovering new coffee places... 

33 Do you love easily or does it take time for you to warm up to someone?

I would say I often rely on energy 

34 Ever fallen for your best-friend?

Noop

39 Vegetarian? Vegan? None of the above?

None of the above - I do eat meat but not that much

40 Do you have any pets?

Yaas two cats - one is a young fluffy water-lover. The other is an old stomach on legs.

41 Early-riser or night-owl?

Definitely a night-owl. Everything feels better at night don’t you think ? 

47 Are you crushing on anyone at the moment (celebrity or otherwise)?

Haha I am crushing over Marika Hackman & one of my uni teachers is sooooo damn waw ; she looks like a blond and taller Christine and The Queens 

49 Talk about your dreams/aspirations for the future

Be more serene, find my direction and keep on getting surrounded by positive energy.

[jo-shanenewzealand]

Haast to Hokitika

Day 7 – 5/10/2018

Once again it was a gloomy morning. Cool weather, ten degrees and drizzling. Today we headed to Hokitika, a self-proclaimed cool little town and 'must stay' destination. We'll see if it's cool or not and we are staying there. We'll see.

Flat bottom boats, whitebait nets and fisherman's waders flanked the covered walkway in front of the room just up from us. Outside the door sat the fisherman and his young son. As we headed past, he gave a nod, we gave a hello before scampering through the light rain to the corner café for breakfast. At the Fantail Café, we were served by a couple of local ladies who were both friendly and inquisitive. They dished up a simple and inexpensive breakfast that was plentiful and tasty. After bacon and eggs and pancakes were paid our dues and returned to our rooms to prepare to leave.

Breakfast at the Fantail Café

It was a little after nine when we finally hit the Glacier Highway heading north east but before we had travelled a kilometre, we had our first stop, within one of the passing lanes on the three quarters of a kilometre long Haast River Bridge. It spanned a vast expanse of rocks and occasional streams that punctuated the river bed before crossing the main water body on the other end. When we first got there, we stopped at the road's edge and watched a couple of small trucks parked a ways away at the other end of the bridge, the occupants standing in the middle of the road looking around so we thought that it would be a good idea to do the same. We pulled into one of two passing bays and got out for a look. All was fine until we upset a grey nomad towing his caravan across the river. A toot of his horn and a shake of his head showed his disapproval at what we were doing. We don't know if the people at the other end got the same response but after we took a few photos of the river bed surrounded by mist, we started back on our journey. The people at the next passing lane were local fishermen checking out the conditions to set their whitebait traps up. We doubt that they would have cared what the grey nomad thought, this was their turf. The grey nomads had the last laugh though as within a few kilometres they were in our way cruising along, taking most of the road and well below the speed limit.

Haast River from the passing lane and Mosquito Hill, the snow capped Mataketake Range beyond

After we passed the oldies we encountered flat countryside for a short period. The sea to our left wasn't visible due to cow paddocks immediately adjacent to the road and the dunes and saltbush type vegetation beyond. The snow-capped mountains to our right weren't visible either due to a high canopy close to the road. Soon after the road started to curve upward as the steep escarpments closed in on the coast and interrupted the flat countryside (just near Ship Creek). This in turn lead us to our second stop for the day, a brief period spent looking at the rugged coastline and reading the information boards at Knight's Point which separated Jackson Bay, south of Haast and Bruce Bay further to the north.

Looking south from Knight's Point toward Arnott Point

Early South Westlands Moari traded throughout the areas around here. They built canoes around Bruce Bay (Northern Maitaki) and travelled along the coast and further south to Jackson Bay (Okahu) trading with a settlement which produced fish and jade. The only taste of civilisation that the settlers experienced was when ships rowed their supplies ashore, accompanied by cattle made to swim. By the 1930's they were visited more regularly with Captain Bert Mercer delivering mail, goods and passengers by landing his aircraft on the beaches and paddocks. Otago and Jackson Bay were linked by road via Haast Pass by 1960 but the Haast to Paringa section wasn't completed until five years later, the two roads finally linking just near Knight's Point. The idea was to make the stop a toilet break as well but the toilets were filthy (the womens' anyway) so we spent a bit of time looking at the rugged coastline and kept heading on.

The Haast Highway meandering north

As soon as we hit the road again, we headed down the winding highway and immediately inland. By the time we reached flat land again we were crossing the Whakapohi River, passing the Wilderness Lodge and stopping for a short break at Lake Moeraki. Due to the terrain we started heading south again until we got around Moeraki Hill, from which the road turned back to the north and directly past the beautiful Lake Paringa. Shane and Jo initially missed the campsite turn off and ended up doing an about face at the caravan park. This was a lovely spot and it had a toilet for the women. A quick stop, some photos and a look around and we were at it again, through Paringa, around Ward Hill and over the river flats and cattle country that surrounded the Paringa River (what imagination), and then further on to Bruce Bay.

Lonely bench on the shore of Jamie Beach, Lake Paringa

From the river flats and farmed salmon of the Paringa River we kept on Haast Highway north east, through a green valley bounded by Hunt Hill and the much larger Douglas Ranges until the next open area appeared. We had entered the Mahitahi River flats and were guided to Bruce Bay by the river and a rather small Mount Arthur on one flank (much smaller than the hill that we had just passed), and the other, Pakihi Swamp. A small village soon appeared with only a few houses on either side of the road and the Bruce Bay Hall, advertising the Sunday sports day. Further along, the road ran very close to the coast along Maori Beach, so close in fact that caution signs were erected warning of debris on highway during high seas. It was almost immediately apparent why the warning was necessary, the road was practically built on the sand dunes, protected somewhat by large rocks to quell the sea.

A wild Maori Beach, Bruce Bay

Keen for a look around, we pulled over to check the place out. This place was wild, windy, wet and the seas rough. Driftwood lined the side of the road, washed up during the last storm. Accompanying the debris were curious piles of rounded white rocks strewn along the side of the road. Some piles large, some not so. On these rocks some people felt it necessary to write messages and greetings, maybe to their friends back home or just to make a statement. Others proclaimed that the All Blacks were the best (we already know that) or a profound quote from Ferris Bueller. It was quite interesting.

Itchy head or bewilderment?

Apparently, this pile of rocks is called a Cairn, by tradition a mound of stones at the edge of a river by which travellers in the high country indicate a place of departure and a place to regain the shore. These boulders must have come from the nearby Mahitahi River or maybe they just washed up on the beach.

Cairn

After a few photos we kept moving ahead. The power of the ocean was evident towards the northern end of Maori Beach where a significant part of the road, over a hundred metres had been repaired recently. Apparently ex-Cyclone Fehi caused a bit of havoc last February trapping seven hundred people in Haast and destroying plenty (the locals and the Hard Antler would have been busy), including a local church being washed away when Makawhio (Jacobs) River burst its banks. The storm also washed roads and bridges away and plenty of landslides trapping people everywhere with no way out.

https://www.stuff.co.nz/national/101144230/birdseye-view-of-stormravaged-west-coast

https://www.nzherald.co.nz/nz/news/article.cfm?c_id=1&objectid=11986976

The Makawhio River was in fact the next river we crossed, just north of Maori Beach. Beyond was the Karangarua River with an old suspension bridge. The old bridge was pretty impressive and the river and surrounds lovely. We stopped here in the drizzling rain for a short period before proceeding. It was an hour nonstop between Knight's Point and Franz Joseph so we had to keep moving.

Old suspension bridge

The following river, the Cook, was where the road veered left to skirt around the base of Mount Fox, crossing the Fox River thereafter. We had considered going to the glacier that feeds the river but the maps showed no discernible parking facilities and with Jan more than likely intending to sit out the walk to the glacier, we chose Franz Josef Glacier instead. Crossing the bridge, we drove through the village and kept on ahead, this time along the Fox Glacier Highway. The road rose from here, meandering to and fro to compensate for the mountains on either side until it spat us out on the flat country surrounding the Waiho River and the entry road to Franz Josef Glacier.

Franz Josef Glacier was named by the German geologist and explorer Julius von Haast who was the first to explore the terminal of the glacier in the 1860's. He named the glacier after his Austrian Emperor, Franz Josef I. From high in the Southern Alps, the glacier drops around two and a half thousand metres in eleven kilometres, the gradient and gravity pushing the ice down the slopes at more than a half metre daily. The terminal was located at the car park during the 1920's, almost three kilometres further down than where it is today but its cyclic. When Saint James Church was built in 1931 a panoramic window behind the altar was specifically located to provide a good view of the glacier, by 1954 it had gone. It reappeared again in 1997. The time taken for ice to travel from the neve to the terminal is about five years so there is a considerable lag from when conditions on the snowfield vary and the change of the location of the terminal.

The Maori name for the glacier is Kā Roimata ō Hine Hukatere after a local legend involving a Maori girl, Hine Hukatere, and her love Wawe. She loved climbing the mountains but he came from the coast and wasn't so keen. One day Wawe agreed to accompany Hine Hukatere into the mountains but lagged behind and an avalanche swept him to his death. A distraught Hine Hukatere shed many tears that froze and formed the glacier.

The window in the local church was positioned to view the glacier

The access road to the glacier car park was almost four kilometres from the turn off, some fit looking people were actually walking it, braving the weather. They must have come from the village a further half kilometre back. The car park was very busy, mostly with campervans but they were parked as close as they could to the walks. We done a loop and parked in the near empty return road, still close. There was some discussion as to who would walk to the glacier. Shane, Brett and Justine were in, Jan was definitely out and Jo was not confident that she could keep up so also declined. After some coaxing she agreed and we headed off. "See you mum, we'll be back in an hour or more".

The glacier from the first viewing spot

The track slowly climbed and weaved through the vegetation for a kilometre before we reached the first viewing platform. The walk was about a kilometre and by the time we had arrived, Brett's ankle was playing up and Jo had had enough. She stayed there and worked her way back. Brett battled on. The view from the platform was amazing and the truth be known, the view from the highest view point wasn't much better.

Almost there

The last viewpoint was a couple of kilometres further up. The path was a signposted track that was elevated, although still part of the river bed. Cascades were everywhere as we worked our way along the path, and quite close. Around a half an hour after we left Jo, we climbed a few mounds and a few large rock formations and we were there. Shane and Justine led the way, Brett a little behind and feeling the pain. He wouldn't give up though.

Justine & Kā Roimata o Hine Hukatereustine  

Apparently a couple of Indians climbed to the terminal a couple of years ago and were crushed by a hundred tonne of ice

After maybe twenty minutes of looking around and taking photos we turned back for the downhill trip to the cars.

After the glacier we headed back to the Bailey Bridge across the Waiho River. The bridge was supposed to have been lifted last winter due to a continual build up of gravel in the river bed, fed by the Franz Josef Glacier which spills into the Upper Waiho Valley and the three glaciers further south, the Callery, Spencer and Burton Glaciers which spill through the steep Callery Gorge and into the Waiho River just upstream from the bridge. Since the nineteen forties the river bed has risen well over ten metres and still going causing issues with the bridge height and the levee banks providing flood protection for the locals. There is a real problem here as the bridge was raised in 1988, 1996, 1998, 2002 and 2011. The levee has received more attention than the bridge. Since 2011 the river bed has risen between a half and one and a half metres.

The Waiho River Bailey Bridge. Continually being raised

Once across the bridge we veered left, past Saint James Church, semi hidden in the bushes but noticeable by a sign at the gate requesting donations for its renovation, over a slight rise and into the village of Franz Josef Glacier for some lunch. The atmosphere was similar to several other towns that we had driven through, giving the impression that with winter over so were the peak times and they were tapering off approaching summer. The crowds on the street reflected this as few were around. After a look in the Glacier Gift Shop while waiting for Brett and Justine, we all assembled and headed across the road to the Snake Bite Restaurant for a beer and pretty large burger. Mum's shout. Not long after we were on our last leg to Hokitika.

Mum's shout at the Snakebite

The next couple of hours were spent driving through a country side of river flats and undulating landscape from the road up to the base of the escarpments and steep walled valleys, cascades a plenty as we had witnessed the whole day. The road was regularly chequered with culverts channelling water from the frequent scoured and rocky streams, some fed by the cascades. This continued until we crossed the Hokitika River and entered the township. The GPS pointed us straight ahead until we reached the Fitzherbert Hotel on the northern outskirts of the town. While booking in the manager listed a few good eating spots including the Royal Mail Hotel at nearby Woodstock, back over the river and a little up stream. He said the pub put on a good feed and was family orientated so we could have a quiet afternoon after the journey. Advice appreciated, we chose to take it easy and get some takeaway Chinese. We had a quick drive around the town, back over the bridge across the river and back down the main drag to Easteat Country Restaurant. An easy night was ahead.

Tomorrow is the last leg of our journey. We return to Christchurch.

[serendipitousoracle]

zodiac shooting star mixtape & fragrance for Eg(any aus) & Ria & Sov plz

[ ♡OC ask meme ♡ ]

By question:

zodiac: what’s their sign? does it influence theirpersonality? do they care about astrology?                              

Egeire Mahariel & Egeria “Ria” Surana:

As Egeire is a derivative of Egeria and Egeria is originally aSelf Insert, both are born in the twelfth month, known as Cassusor Haring. Unfortunately if I ever nailed down a date fortheir birthday/s I absolutely cannot find it.They very likelystill both fall in the range for Sagittarius, though. I don’t thinkit terribly influences their personalities, though I am very biasedby years of being umimpressed with the common astrology babble of“Sagittarius is an extrovert who loves adventures and excitementand is changeable and spontaneous!!1!!1“ Ria would probably payastrology no mind and Egeire would probably mostly do the same but heis also absolutely the type to lowkey look up sign compatibility withpeople he gets crushes on.

In the Chinese zodiac, they were both born in 9:08 I believe,which if you translate that straight as 908, means they’re EarthDragons. I… think.

Soveliss Liadon:

yeah I’ve got 0 idea when Sov was born. soz fam. if it becomesimportant to his backstory or if aub develops any Cool Year Info NShit maybe I will figure that out but honestly I never come up withcharacter birthdays until it comes up. which is not often. I don’teven have any real vibes for seasons they all seem Fine.

shooting star: if your OC(s) could have one wish whatwould it be?  

Egeire Mahariel

Perhaps… peace, or maybe life depending on the timeframe. Peacebeing the ability to be cured of the Taint in his blood and live alife that makes him happy with the people who make him happy.Alternatively, life– namely, Tamlen’s. He feels guilty aboutTamlen’s death for a long time. Even if Tamlen isn’t his…Egeire wants his friend to live a full life and die a death not inagony.

(Egeire’s wish for peace extends to any Warden Egeire AU, but inWAW!AU imagine his life wish expanding. it would probably take quitesome rules-lawyering to keep it from being disastrous, but what ifEgeire could undo so much sorrow? Tamlen lives, and so does anybodyfrom Clan Sabrae who might have perished in the Blight. The Circle isnot ravaged, and so many mages who were locked behind heavy doors andleft to die have a second chance at life. Hundreds of soldiers, lostat Ostagar and beyond, return home to family and loved ones.Consultation is probably needed to keep his tongue from erring intosomething unwise, but what if the past year did not need to be soakedin so much grief? And, well… he has plenty of role modelsfor ambitious goals, now.

Royals AU Egeire would consider it, and… honestly find hedoesn’t want for much. He is happy with Denoreth, and unlike theother royals AU, this Egeire is not as scarred by Cyrron beforeCyrron is eliminated from his life. His training with Cyrron isultimately what allows him to keep Denoreth safe, in fact, and evenDen likes watching him fight. so Egeire would probably just wish forsomething like eternal prosperity upon both their kingdoms or somesuch.

Fugitives AU Egeire probably has an interesting wish: A life wherehe is never taken and broken by Cyrron, but still gets to meet andend up happy with Denoreth like he is now, without the trauma.Failing that, the follow-ups would be erasing the aftereffects ofsaid trauma, or him and Denoreth having a life of comfort where theynever have to struggle to get by again, like they did when they firstfled their past lives)

Egeria Surana

I think the big thing that would address a lot of Ria’s hurts inlife would be equality; if elves and mages and non-Andrastians wereon even footing with humans (etc), maybe then she and those who comeafter her wouldn’t have to worry about mages (some of themso young) leaping from high windows or choosing Tranquility,and elves wouldn’t suffer in alienages, and she would not feel socaught on a tightrope between Warden and elfmagegirl, the latter ofwhich also becomes a real threat to her relationship with Alistair.It is a gigantic scale wish, but it’s one concept, and itwould likely be hers.

Post-Inquisition, the wish she makes probably wouldn’tchange… but honestly, on the inside, she just wants Alistair backfrom the Fade.

Soveliss Liadon

There are two major angles Sov can wish for: past and future. Onthe one hand, he could have everything he lost back. The monks couldlive again, he could have a home, they could perhaps reconcile, andhe could spend like a week straight just crying and holding onto eachand every one of them for dear life.

But on the other hand, there is the future. There is him as anadventurer, a warlock, and a traveling acolyte. For the future, hiswish would likely be power. Knowledge, magic, and control farbeyond his current comprehension. With enough magic he could protectwhat few things he still cares about, and fulfill his duties toKelemvor in protecting others and striking down undead. With enoughmagic, he might not feel so small compared to his patron, though hewould not be able to fathom being on equal footing (or being morepowerful than?) his dear patron, an archfey. With enough magic… hecould perhaps bring his family of monks back himself, or at least putthem to rest so they no longer haunt the halls of the monastery. Sogiven the choice, Soveliss would probably wish for magic, power, andknowledge.

What could possibly go wrong?

Under the cut: mixtape & fragrance

mixtape: 5 songs that describe your OC(s) or songsthey themselves would like

Answeredhere for normal Egeire, Egeria, and Soveliss.

Royals AU Egeire:

1. “TheBest Is Yet To Come” - Frank Sinatra (once Egeire and Denorethfinally get to the point of being in love… things are reallylooking up)

2. “I Lived” - OneRepublic (being very suddenly thrown into an arranged marriage feels a bit like being thrown to the wolves, but perhaps by the end of everything, he will have finally lived a life of his own choosing.)

3. “Collide” - Howie Day (tentative, sweeter love song for boys gettin’ to know each other)

4. “Float On” - Modest Mouse (chill song about carrying on through setbacks, bc hey that’s p much all Eg can do at this point)

5. “Any Way You Want It” - Journey (surprise most of this AU rn is young princes falling in love and holding onto themselves despite the politics as much as possible)

Fugitives AU Egeire:

1. “TheOnly Exception” - Paramore (Egeire learned from Cyrron thatlove was fickle and fleeting and led only to hell and heartbreak, andDenoreth had figured out pretty quickly that getting attached topeople was a fool’s errand, but…)

2. “Be OK”- Ingrid Michaelson (Poor tol has spent so long being torn topieces and scrambled and he just… wants to have the partsof himself he lost back)

3. “Field of Innocence” - Evanescence (The sadder half of the above coin. Flip-flopping between wanting to Be OK again and just wanting to go back to before he was ever hurt.)

4. “Jump the Fence” - Mother Mother (Fleeing and freedom and not necessarily goodness, only looking out for themselves and going straight back to merc work and profiting (surviving) off of doing richer bastards’ dirty work)

5. “Give Me A Sign” - Breaking Benjamin (Just. Boys gotta hold onto each other and try to keep each other together through financial struggling and moral conflict and internalized shit and the scars will remain but they can too.)

Bonus: “Home”- Phillip Phillips (could apply to both AUs, really. everything is uncertain- and inFugitives AU especially even terrifying- but they will have a home.This new place will be home, one day.)

fragrance: what do your OCs smell like?                              

Egeire Mahariel:

Canon/WAW: Leather and sweat typically, from being out on the road, often with some measure of blood. When they get to Vigil’s Keep and there’s room for fancy soaps and shit, he would probably be particular to pine or herbal scents or smth.

Royals: really it’s going to be like soap and scented oil rubbed into his hair or halla and sweat and there’s not a whole lot of in-between

Fugitives: When Denoreth first meets him, it is the light, almost undetectable scent of salt water and ocean breeze. This lingers through most of their encounters, at varying degrees of intensity, until they make their break for it– that day is just sweat and fear, ironically as they are surrounded by the real sea and eventually have their final confrontation with Cyrron. After that, Egeire never smells of the ocean again. He likes apple and water lily and honey scented soaps, and the smell of flowers often lingers on him when he leaves his room. He also specifically keeps unscented soap around for when they’re working.

Egeria Surana:

Scents don’t cling to her much. Soap and books if anything, in the Circle. Sweat on the road. Likes flowery soaps once she can get her hands on them. Still only lingers for so long, though.

Soveliss Liadon:

Pre-adventuring Sov mostly smelled like old, old books and incense. Adventuring Sov probably smells of pretty little considering he is extremely ready and willing to basically prestidigitate off layers of skin to keep himself fairly clean. Dusk of the New Morning Soveliss probably smelled like dust and food, while Here There Be Kerbolds Soveliss (aka current Sov which is absolutely getting a The Adventure Zone reference name bc of the Abraca-Fuck-You quote) probably smells like either linen or faintly of swamp (bc grumblegrumble it takes /so much prestidigitation/ to get swamp water out and he’s probably still going to have to wash so much shit after this is over).

[juliapoelia-blog]

Ventured over to what I thought was a cook-out and turned out to be a luau/thanksgiving combination hosted at a beautiful home tucked into the mountains. Ate a pig cooked in an emu and a full spread of thanksgiving food. We gathered in a circle in the murky dusk under string lights, held hands and sang thanksgiving songs like “it’s thanksgiving, it’s thanksgiving. save your bread, save your bread. shove it up your turkey, shove it up your turkey. be well fed, be well fed” to the tune of “are you sleeping brother John.” This surprise holiday was everything I didn’t know I wanted in life. Check off item two from my bucket list! (item one: swim in an aqueduct) Later that evening my friend and I met a man at a street market who was pounding powder into a large bowl of water. He beckoned us over and explained he was preparing a traditional drink from a local ground root, the drink would soothe our spirit and relax our bodies he said. I thought it was a bunch of tourist bullshit so over I handed my $5 to find out, and out he scooped me a coconut shell of “waw” which, it turns out DOES soothe your spirit and relax your body. Much the same way popping a bottle of oxy would.