#blue sky 1994

[academicgangster]

happy birthday to my main man (September 15, 1946)

[morgandr]

Imagine:

Your husband, Hank putting you to bed as you been exhausted for the entire day.

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(NOT MY VIDEO!)

(Hank Marshall X Reader)

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(TAGS)

[justlemmeadoreyou]

tranquility

(i couldn't help myself...sorry 😭)

husband!harry x reader

words: ~500

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You never thought that spending a January vacation in Anguilla with your beloved husband, Harry Styles, would be such a dream come true. As you lay on the soft sandy beach, basking in the warm sun, you couldn't help but marvel at the stunning view of the crystal clear turquoise water.

'Isn't this just perfect, love?' Harry's voice brings you out of your thoughts as he lays down beside you, his arm wrapped around your waist.

'It's beyond perfect,' you reply, turning to look at him and getting lost in his beautiful green eyes. 'Thank you for bringing me here, Harry.'

'It's my pleasure, my love,' he says, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. 'I just wanted to spoil my beautiful wife and what better way than a romantic getaway? Hm?'

You couldn't help but smile at his words, feeling grateful for having such a loving and thoughtful husband. As you both watch the waves crash against the shore, you can't resist the urge to dip your toes in the water.

'Let's go for a swim,' you suggest, standing up and reaching out your hand for Harry to take.

He grins and takes your hand, leading you towards the water. As you both walk hand in hand, the water getting deeper and deeper, you can't help but feel a sense of peace and contentment wash over you.

Once the water is waist-deep, Harry turns to you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. 'How about we take a dip?' he suggests, a playful smirk on his lips.

Before you can even respond, he scoops you up in his arms and carries you further into the sea, both of you laughing and splashing water at each other. As you reach a deeper area, Harry gently sets you down and you both start swimming around, enjoying the refreshing water.

'This is amazing,' you say, floating on your back and looking up at the clear blue sky.

'Well, you know what they say, baby. Life is always better when you're with the one you love,' he replies, swimming closer to you and placing a sweet kiss on your lips.

As you both continue to swim and play in the water, you can't help but feel grateful for this moment with your husband. It's moments like these that make you realize how lucky you are to have found your soulmate in Harry.

As the sun starts to set, you both make your way back to the shore, hand in hand, the warm water dripping from your bodies. You both sit on the beach, watching the beautiful sunset, and enjoying each other's company.

'I love you, Harry,' you say, snuggling closer to him as the cool breeze starts to pick up.

'I love you more, my darling,' he replies, wrapping his arms around you and placing a kiss on your forehead.

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[fabdante]

@zutaraweek day 6, forge: it's 1994. you are at a party. and then you see a girl. and your soul remembers something: listen here (17 songs, 1 hour 9 minutes)

i've been thinking a lot about older internet. namely, old 8tracks playlists. and i thought it'd be fun to harvest a little of that nostalgia to make an old school fandom playlist meant to be listened to in order with a storyline and annotations!

song list with links and annotations under the cut (and if you liked this one, you can check out my longer zk playlist here)

~House of Metal by Chelsea Wolfe (You put your love inside the metal/You build the metal for your house): Tui and La. Moon and Ocean. Yin and yang. An eternal dance.

~Here She Comes by Slowdive (It's so lonely in this place): It’s 1994. He’s at a party. He doesn’t want to be. He looks up. And there she is.

~Home Soon by Vagabon (I’ll be home soon): Something remembers.

~Cinnamon by Jome (It’s a slow cinnamon summer/Your spell is pulling me under): It’s the last year of the 100 year war. The summer air is thick. Her smile’s the same. And something is happening that's far too sweet as they tumble towards the end of the world.

~First Light by Hozier (Could this be how every day begins?): A realization. A secret. A wish.

~Flaws by Daughter: She holds him after the lighting tore through him, after she saved him, as they watch the sky turn blue. What do you say after that? Besides what you want to, of course.

~Neptune by Sleeping at Last (I'm only honest when it rains/If I time it right, the thunder breaks/When I open my mouth/I wanna love you but I don’t know how): A realization. A horror. A little dream.

~Country Rain by Slowdive (I know I shouldn’t care/But I wish you were mine): They part. Not for the first time. Not for the last time.

~Spanish Sahara by Foals (I’m the ghost in the back of your head): Even after years, that summer won’t let go. Even after the years, she's as familiar as breathing.

~Lullabies by Yuna (Though you weren’t mine/You were my first love): A confession. A soft one.

~Fire in the Water by Feist (Nobody should see this/The freeness of the light): Knowledge that is learned cannot be unlearned. But things are seldom simple for them. It's never been simple for them.

~Cherry Tree by The National (Can we show/A little discipline?): What do we do with it? What have we ever done with it? The tangle of their lives, ever so complicated, and ever so woven. Maybe it's dangerous.

~Earth by Sleeping at Last (But I put it out of my mind/Long enough to call it courage): Wrong place, wrong time. That’s what it is.

~Good Day Sunshine by Slowdive: It’s 1994-It’s the dawn of time-It’s the 100 years war-It’s a cave between two cities-It’s-It’s-It’s-

~Samson by Regina Spektor (I loved you first/I loved you first): At least they’ll know. In the knot of his scar. In the tips of her fingers. In the glances, the letters, the comfortable silences side by side. At least they’ll know.

~Welcome Home (Reprise) by Radical Face: Maybe…maybe. Maybe now.

~When the Sun Hits by Slowdive (As the sun hits, she’ll be waiting/With her cool things and her heaven/Hey hey, lover, you still burn me/You’re a sun): It’s 1994. She’s at a party. She doesn’t want to be. She looks up. And there he is.

[annah-kitathryne]

I recently mentioned I liked some of the Alt covers for the Batgirls series. I thought I'd share some of my other favourites.

Batgirls #1

I just think it's kinda fun. A nice homage cover and I really like the simple highlights in Steph's hair.

Batgirls #3

The lines feel like a sketch. It's giving a bit of a Spiderverse feel to it if that makes sense. I love the yellow outlines on the foreground compared to the background. The overstuffed utility belts make a lot of sense.

Batgirls #6

I love the vibrant colours on this cover. Pink Yellow and Blue. Reminds me of printer ink. The yellow being a highlight, and the pink almost becoming a shadow or lowlight on Cass's suit.

Batgirls #7

Love how Cass's cap feels a bit like a wing. The ombre background reminds me of the ombre background sky from Huntress (1994 run). I like how a light blue is used as a highlight and a mid tone blue is used as Steph's undercape compared to the warm tones.

Batgirls #9

The outlines bring pink on Cass where the light hits compared to the solid Spoiler suit lines. Steph's hair is softly outlined compared to the harsh lines.

Batgirls #11

Cass's making up the left ear, and the way both capes make the logo go in different ways. Cass's makes the logo wings go down, and Steph's makes the logo wings go up. The grainy feel to the art reminds me of old comics. Feels a bit nestolgic

Batgirls #12

I own this one. Old Cass Batgirl logo! The art reminds me of a specific era of advertisements and the colors of older TV color. 80s or early 90s anime? IDK I don't remember the right name.

Batgirls #15

Pink sky, blur bag round, and green in the bottom left corner. Cass, who stands out against it, and Steph, who seems to make it her own. I like the idea of some more color to Cass's outfit. A bot of a mix between the Bat suit and the orphan suit. The blue building reminds me of building plans..

Batgirls #16

Paint splatter background. The bit of a white outline. The detailed drawing. It reminds me of the aesthetic background people put behind cut-out pictures. Like a mix of quick art and slow art if that makes sense? The blending of two styles together.

Batgirls #19

Gold outlines?! Yes! Steph has rays of sun behind her. Reminds me of the dead Steph carrying Cass panel from Batgirl 2000. Again, with the paint splatter. Love to see it. The white highlights on Cass's suit.

[shadyufo]

Cryptids & Creatures of Folklore Drawtober Day 30 — Batsquatch

Shortly after the eruption of Mount St. Helens in 1980, there were a handful of reports of a strange creature seen flying through the sky in the nearby area. Details were sketchy and varied but most agreed that it had bat wings, a head like a dog or flying fox, an ape-like body, and feet like a bird.

In 1994, a man named Brian Canfield was driving home one night on backroads in Pierce County, Washington. His car suddenly stopped dead in the road and just as he was getting out to check under the hood, a monstrous creature swooped down and landed on the car. Canfield said the humanoid-like creature stood nine feet tall, had blue fur, huge wings, sharp fangs, and a face like a bat. Once it flew away, Canfield's car started again.

Other sightings of this Batsquatch have been reported in the years since, mostly by hikers and truck drivers through the region.

[sumerianlanguage]

Not a vocabulary ask 😅 but I was wondering if lapis lazuli had a special significance for the Sumerians? I remember reading a translation of the Epic of Gilgamesh and the stone pops up in relation to the divine a bit. Or is it simply that lapis lazuli was the gemstone they prized the most?

Hello! Lapis lazuli features frequently in Sumerian literature and appears in many Mesopotamian archaeological sites.

The lapis used in Mesopotamia is one of the clearest pieces of evidence for long-distance trade in that era, given that Mesopotamian lapis comes from mines in what is now northeastern Afghanistan; Afghan lapis has been found as far as Egypt and Mycenae(1,2) but by far the most has been excavated in Mesopotamia.(3) And the decline in frequency of lapis objects in Mesopotamian sites starting in the early second millennium BCE coincides with the breakdown of these networks,(1) contemporaneous with the decline of the Indus Valley civilization that was a major trading partner of Sumer and later Akkad.

In terms of associations, lapis lazuli's main connotation was wealth - possession of a lapis object was only available to the very wealthiest in Sumer, or for use in temples. Most objects from the Sumerian era made of lapis are small, like the eyes inlaid in larger sculptures, or small amulets or trinkets.(1) This is because "lapis lazuli was shipped from Iran to Meso­potamia in the form of small blocks or semi-processed masses."(2) So references to large lapis objects, like Inanna's lapis lazuli chariot that she offers to Gilgamesh in the Epic of Gilgamesh, show their fantastical nature, beyond the scope of what one could actually see in contemporaneous Mesopotamia. Who could be richer than a goddess?

The Bull of Heaven, also featured in Tablet VI, has horns "each [of which] was thirty pounds of pure lapis lazuli / and their cases were two fingers thick" (VI.161-62, Helle (2021) translation), an unimaginable bounty, while also showing the other major symbolism of lapis - the sky. Its blue was associated with the heavens, and the flecks of gold often referred to in literature as embedded in the lapis were the sunlight that shines through it.(1) So it's only appropriate for a heavenly bull to have humongous lapis horns.

For more on lapis in ancient Mesopotamia, see (1) Moorey 1994: 85-91; for how lapis was mined in ancient Afghanistan, including photos & maps, see (2) Tosi & Piperino 1973; and for more on the lapis trade, see (3) Hermann 1968.

[layla4567]

Shoot

TVA!Loki x Fem!reader

Summary: ⚠️Takes place in the events of ep 5 of Loki⚠️ (with a twist). After the loom explodes and the TVA workers return to their original timelines, Loki must reunite the band back. Warnings: No proofread, fluffy Loki x reader interaction

Word count: 5k A/N: Despite being a Loki x reader, I was tempted to make Loki and Mobius flirt in the scene where they are chatting in Don/Mobius' house xd

New Jersey 2002

You stopped in the middle of the city near a square to photograph the buildings. The golden light of the sun reflected on the glass windows and acted as a mirror where the blue sky and some passing clouds were reflected. The golden hour, always the perfect and ideal time for photographers like you. You crouched down to get a wider shot of the tall building, you shot your camera a few times from different positions until you were satisfied with your work, you stood up and admired the photos with a smile. The square was full of people walking their dogs or children playing with balls or hide and seek, smiling you decided to go closer to see if you could photograph some people in motion.

The TVA

When the blinding white light began to dissipate, Loki slowly opened his eyes, fearing that he would hurt his eyesight. With his body tense and breathing somewhat nervously, the Asgardian god remained frozen in place trying to process what had happened. With his eyes he looked around the place without moving his head, and he realized that something was missing, too much silence. Slowly his body started moving again and he scanned the entire place, he was alone. His friends had disappeared, including Sylvie, except for him for some strange reason. Scared and confused, he began to walk through the facilities and corridors of the TVA, nothing and no one. Loki went to the pie's room, the war room, even O.B's office but he found nothing, it seemed that the place had been abandoned decades ago. Now more desperate to be alone, he ran through the corridors again until a strong pain followed by a familiar jolt made him stop abruptly, his body was mercilessly torn from space-time to be returned a second later to the interrogation room.

"THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING AGAIN!!"-he growled like a beast

Loki continued timeslipping relentlessly and faster than before to places he didn't know and to others that were familiar or had been before. An eighties McDonalds, outside the window of a jetski shop, etc. Until I return to the TVA again. With a strong and violent shake followed by a hairflip Loki groaned in pain.

"I need to find the others, right now.."-he gasped tired

California 1994

A man with glasses and a small build dressed in a mustard-colored jacket walked through the aisles of the bookstore carrying a heavy hardcover book in his hands. When he arrived with the receptionist, he gave her the book to pay for it.

"The Zartan contingent.. I don't think I've ever seen this one before"

"It's really good! he's one of the greats. I read everything he does!"

"Hmm, I'll have to check it out"-said the woman not very convinced

"I'd hurry. There's only a few left on the shelf"

The woman ran the barcode reader through the book but it didn't seem to work, the receptionist frowned while the little man looked around nervously.

"How weird, It's not reading the barcode"

"I can give you cash, I don't need a receipt ot anything"-he hastened to say, taking his wallet out of his pocket.

"Yeah but I have to ring it up or..."

She interrupted him by opening the book to see the flap where the author's photo was visible, then frowning, she looked at the man again.

"Are you buying your own book?"

A plump woman with short hair approached with a tired expression towards where the two of them were.

"You.."

Then he grabbed five more books with the same name and handed them to Doug.

"I told you to stop putting your sci-fi books on our shelves"-she sighed

"Sciene fiction is a well-respected and thought-provoking genre.."

"Nobody buys it here"

The amateur writer regretfully grabbed his books and walked slowly to the exit of the bookstore, and when some books slipped from his hands, no one had the decency to help him. Doug headed to his "super secret lair" as he liked to call it, it consisted of an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city, it had been empty for years and no one had ever come to try to clean it or give it a new use. Still feeling discouraged, the man with glasses closed the iron door with bolts and went to the center of the large room to type something into his computer. When he turned around to leave his books piled on the floor, he could barely walk a few steps when a tall figure dressed in a brown jacket and pants appeared out of nowhere in front of him, making him scream and fall backwards as he dropped the books from his hands. It was Loki

Loki searched the place and then looked at it confused but there was no time to waste, he wasn't sure when he would start timesplipping again.

"What I'm about to tell you is going to be hard to believe"

Loki tried to speak calmly and with slow movements so as not to scare the person he knew as O.B, but the man lying on the ground seemed more surprised, fascinated than scared. Doug stood up slowly and cautiously, blinking and swallowing nervously but still looking at Loki.

"So it's true…"

"What?"

"Of course I believe you, It's a dream come true..!"-he started to smile

"I think I wouldn't be understanding you"

Doug (or O.B) grabbed a Rubik's cube and sat on a table surrounded by his books stacked like towers of Babel.

"One of my character has come to life and needs my help!"

Loki approached a whiteboard full of notes, they looked like ideas for books. There were names and possible endings and plot twists. Suddenly he grabbed a book and read the title.

"The sons of Yoren? are you a writer?"

"Yes! of science fiction!"

"I'm doomed..."

Loki grabbed his head walking around the factory trying to come up with a plan B since apparently that man couldn't help him.

"Well actually it's just a hobby, my job is to teach theoretical physics at Caltech"

"Wait, so you're a scientist as well?"

"Yes, at least until I can be a full-time writer."

"Yeah yeah, of course. Could you help me now?"

"Yeah, What exactly do you have to do?"

Loki explained to him without giving many details that he had to return to the moment before the explosion, where everything had gone to hell. I clearly spoke to him about the loom but without revealing its use.

"Ok so you time-traveled in a place that has no time right?"

"Right"

"But that's impossible"

"I know but.."

"You're travelling to a place that doesn't exist anymore, It's equally impossible and therefore It's something you might be able to do"

"That's not sound like science"

"But it's sound like fiction"

Loki looked at him as if he had been told a bad joke, to which Doug sighed and told him to sit on a bench next to him.

"You neeed to control your timeslipping"

"But I can't just decide where I'm going to appear, it's random"

"Even so, you ending up exactly in the places where the people you are looking for are, you are evolving, now you are not only moving through time but also through space. You are like an improved version of those tempads"

"You say it like it's a good thing.."

The man with glasses thought for a moment, pursing his lips.

"Listen, for science there is always a what and a how, but in fiction it's about a why, now, why do you want to go back?"

"Why do I want to go back? I'll tell you, if I don't go back to before everything collapsed, there will be nothing left. I need to save the TVA."

"Good, focus on that why and try to control your timeslipping"

"You mean, right now?"

"Yeah, why not?"

Loki, a little hesitantly, stood up in front of Doug and took a deep breath, opening his arms and looking at the horizon, trying to concentrate.

"Remember, you want to save the TVA."

Loki closed his eyes and exhaled through his mouth, then pushed his chest forward slightly but nothing happened. He tried several times, raised his arms, jumped in place, spun as if he were dancing and moved his arms in circles as if it were a windmill but nothing worked. He stopped breathing hard and combing his hair back.

"This is not working.."

"But it has to"

Doug or O.B got up from the seat and went to get a cup and several pens, he handed the cup to Loki and held all the pens in his hand.

"We get the band back together"-then he placed all the pens inside the cup

"This doesn't look very scientific"

"You said every one of your friends has a temporal aura, right?"

"Yes"

"Well, that's means a group of people would have a collective aura unique to that moment in time. If we can get everyone together in one place, you can read that aura and it will be like coordinates"

"So if I collect all the temporal auras, can I return to that moment?"-Loki said hopefully.

"No!"-He responded smiling.

"W-why not??"

"Because we don't have one of those tempads you told me about"

"But you can build one right?"

"How? It would take me decades to learn all that knowledge."

Suddenly Loki remembered something and took out of his jacket the TVA manual that he had saved before timeslipping, he handed it to O.B.

"What's this?"

"It is a guidebook with everything you need to know, you wrote it"

"So I finally wrote a bestseller!"

"Well, yeah sort of. How about we get to work and-"

At that moment Loki started timeslipping again and disappeared from O.B's sight, throwing the cup with the pens on the floor.

Oklahoma 1982

Sylvie left the McDonalds with a paper bag in one hand and the keys to her truck in the other, it was a beautiful starry night. She left the bag of food to the side near the back of the vehicle. Suddenly a sound made her turn around and when she did she saw Loki standing in front of her.

"This is gonna sound strange, I know you don't know who I am"

“Loki, what are you talking about?”-she said confused

"Wait, do you still remember me?”

"Yes, why wouldn't I?"-She said as if it were something obvious and looking at Loki as if he were a poor stupid guy who doesn't understand anything.

"Well because no one else remembers me, their lives were reset."

"I know, I was there."

Loki was even more confused and slowly approached her trying to check if he had heard correctly.

"I'm sorry but this was not how I imagined it would happen"

"What did you expect then?"

She couldn't say anything else because Loki returned to timeslipping in front of her, she saw how his body stretched and deformed for a few seconds until it returned to normal.

"Ok why don't we sit down and chat for a while, it seems like you need it"

Sylvie grabbed her bag of food and sat in the back of the truck and then pointed to her side for Loki to do the same. He sighed and sat next to her, clasping his hands in an attitude of defeat.

"I need you to help me bring them back..."-he started slowly

"There's no chance I'm doing that"-She laughed nasally

"And why not?"

"Because they are where they belong, living their lives. It's what they should have done from the beginning"

"But that wasn't what they wanted, Mobius liked being in the TVA, he said he didn't want to live any other life other than that."

"Oh yeah? And guess who put them in the TVA in the first place, that's right, He who remains. Mobius said that because he didn't know anything else other than the TVA."-She said grabbing a mcnugget and putting it in her mouth.

"I think you are not understanding the seriousness of the matter, if they do not return to the TVA everything will collapse"

She rolled her eyes irritably, looking away indifferently, Loki frowned.

"Don't you care?"-Sylvie shrugged her shoulders- "Of course not, you're so selfish"

"And? If I want something it's being selfish, so yes I am, what's wrong with wanting to live, huh?"

Loki was reaching the limit of his patience and turned his body a little to face her more.

"What life are you talking about? I'm telling you that even if they don't want to, they have to come back if not everything would disappear, I saw it Sylvie! I saw how the TVA began to fall apart, don't you understand? The TVA is a necessary evil"

She huffed boredly as if someone was giving her a spiel about good manners. Loki poked his cheek with his tongue, shaking his head and looking at the McDonald's, annoyed by her defeatist attitude. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw how the large yellow "M" of the building's logo began to transform into thin spaghetti that disappeared into the air. Alarmed, Loki hit Sylvie's shoulder and pointed towards the sign. She turned her head and dropped the bag of food, the "M" had completely disappeared and now the roof of the building was beginning to disappear as well.

"We have to get out of here"-She said worriedly and jumped out of the truck.

"Oh now you believe me?"-Loki said ironically.

Sylvie ignored his comment and took out her tempad, with a quick touch she opened a time door.

"Come on"

She was about to go through the door when Loki quickly grabbed her arm, causing her to walk away angrily.

"We must find the others first"

"Fine, but quickly. This place disappears very fast"

The McDonald's had almost completely disappeared while the trees and bushes were dissolving into threads that rose towards the sky. They both crossed the door without thinking twice, leaving behind the empty and black place.

Ohio 2022

"Ok guys we have a new rule and that is any toy found outside your room is gonna clasified as garbage!"

The gray-haired man dressed in a white shirt and a blue vest began to gather toys that were lying in the yard of his house. Suddenly he stepped on a toy soldier that seemed to have melted in part of his body.

"Is he burnt?"-He grabbed it and sighed- "Yup he's burnt, how did he get burnt?"

Then he saw his son sitting on his back holding something in his hands, he seemed to hide it so that his father wouldn't see it.

"Kevin who gave you the matches?"

"I stole' em"-He simply said with a mischievous smile.

"You have to return them right now"

Kevin smiled even more and ran away ready to do more mischief while his father called him uselessly, his other son, Sean, approached from behind curious to know where the voices were coming from.

"Ugh Sean please, go get him, hurry! If you do I will give you a puppy"

"And a snake?"

"That's negotiable, come on, go"

Meanwhile near Mobius/Don's house a time door opened and Sylvie and Loki passed through it. Only they know the several attempts it took them to find Mobius. Loki saw him from afar and for a moment hesitated whether to go talk to him or not, she looked at him out of the corner of her eye.

"You better hurry before it's too late"

Loki looked at her with a worried expression.

"But you have to come with me"

"What? Why me?"

"Because I need your help to enchant him, he needs to see his memories"

"If you say so.."

Loki and Sylvie headed determinedly towards where his friend's variant was.

"Hello.."

Loki looked at Sylvie to introduce herself as well, nudging her.

"Hi"-she sighed

"Hello, do I know you?"

"No, well yes but not yet… but you will! I mean.."

Sylvie rolled her eyes irritated by Loki's attitude, he looked like a teenager.

"You have to go back to the TVA, I can't believe I said that."-She said that last thing quietly.

"Don't you mean ATV's? Because we have plenty and I could sell you one."

"No actually the TVA is an important thing because, well uhm.."

Loki gave Sylvie a quick glance with his eyebrows slightly raised giving her the green light for her to use her magic on him. She wasted no time and approaching Mobius placed her hand on his arm. Sylvie's hand flashed with an emerald glow while Mobius's temples glowed the same color. He closed his eyes in a grimace of pain. When she moved her hand away Don's look was different, he opened his eyes in surprise and looked around lost.

"Mobius..?"-Loki said cautiously as he slowly approached

"Loki, where am I?"

Loki sighed in relief, holding back tears of happiness while Sylvie smiled with her hands on her hips, proud of her work.

"Mobius listen to me, what is the last thing you remember?"

"I remember we were all together at the TVA and then the loom exploded and…and…I don't know, I don't remember anymore."-He blinked in confusion.

"Perfect, I promise I'll explain everything to you later, but first we have to find the others."

Loki was about to take his friend by the arm when a time door opened and O.B came out with a large, more rustic and rudimentary tempad. Loki looked at Sylvie asking with his eyes if she had opened the time door but she shook her head.

"How did you build the tempad so quickly?"-Loki asked

"Well I don't know if 19 months is fast, I had to move when I lost my job and my wife left me"

"Do you want me to enchant him too?"-she said, completely ignoring what O.B. just said.

"We don't have time, Mobius, why don't you go change first? I'm sure you'll find clothes just like mine at your house."

Mobius, who now remembered everything, went into action and a few minutes later he returned with a uniform almost exactly like Loki's. Without wasting time everyone including O.B programmed the new coordinates to visit the other person, and Loki knew it would be hard. In a flash everyone passed through the time door

New Jersey 2002

The four of them arrived at a street with little traffic, there were no people or cars watching which was a good thing because anyone who had seen them leaving through an orange holographic door would have fainted. Loki looked everywhere trying to find you.

"Are you sure these are the correct coordinates?"-He asked O.B

"That's what the tempad says, and I'm sure I configured it correctly"

"Let's go then"-Loki clapped his hands and sighed.

With the god of mischief at the head leading the group, they all walked through streets. People looked at them confused, thinking they were actors in costumes, or crazy. Soon they arrived at a square with people

"Ok, what do you think if we split up? Loki and I will go one way and Sylvie and O.B will go the other."

They all agreed and each one went one way. Mobius and Loki walked through a large part of the park with their hands in their pockets. Mobius seemed calmer but Loki was restless, what would he say to you when he saw you? Could he resist the pain of knowing that you don't remember him?. Suddenly Mobius pulled him out of his thoughts by pointing to a woman sitting on a bench with a camera, it was you. Loki felt his breathing increase and they both headed towards where you were.

You sat on a bench in the square with your camera ready to shoot once again, cautiously you photographed some children running around with fun or loving couples hugging and rubbing their noses like Eskimos. You sighed excitedly, you always wanted to find your better half and live happily ever after like in fairy tales, but that wouldn't happen, in this bustling city no one would want a serious relationship and you were also always busy with your photography work, which It wasn't a bad thing but sometimes it took you away from other things. You brought your camera back to your face to continue photographing your surroundings when with the lens you saw a tall, handsome man walking towards where you were, he was accompanied by a man shorter than him with gray hair. They were both dressed in brown jackets and pants which made you think that perhaps they worked in the same company, or were they lawyers perhaps?

The two men approached you and you slowly lowered the camera. Loki studied you up and down when he was close to you, but the gray-haired man looked into your eyes, smiling. Loki noticed that you looked very different from your TVA uniform, you were now wearing flared jeans with a pink three-quarter sleeve blouse and your hair was styled in two sewn braids. Loki's gaze pierced yours and made you feel uncomfortable, slowly you got up from the seat and clearing your throat you asked

"Hi, can I help you with something?"

You only looked at the mustachioed man because you couldn't stand the penetrating but beautiful gaze of the black-haired man, his ocean-colored eyes had a look between sad and anxious and seemed shiny. Even so, you looked at him quickly out of the corner of your eye from time to time.

"Yes, we need to talk to you, can we walk for a while?"-Mobius said since Loki did not decide to speak.

You said yes with a shrug and stood in the middle while the two men followed behind you. You noticed that the tall man continued to look at you with pity and continued to make you uncomfortable, but damn, his face was so beautiful that he looked like a scared and lost puppy, to hide it you hung the camera around your neck.

"Well? What do you want to talk about?"

This time Mobius gently nudged Loki to make him say something.

"Well I know what I'm about to say will sound strange but you don't belong here."

Mobius looked at him angrily, that was definitely not the way to start a conversation.

"Really? Because I'm pretty sure I was born here in New Jersey."-You laughed sarcastically.

"No, I don't mean that, what I mean is… I…-"

Loki wanted to continue talking but the moment you looked at him with your beautiful eyes he felt lost and fell silent. Mobius rolled his eyes and helped him.

"What my silly friend means is that you were actually somewhere else but you don't remember it. A place called the TVA."

Loki frowned, grimacing, and turned to look at him, opening his arms.

"Ok maybe that sounded better in my head"

Far from getting angry, you looked at them both for a few seconds and then burst out laughing.

"Alright that's the craziest thing I've ever heard in my life, you two look like the men in black."

"What? men in black?"-Loki asked confused

"Oh I love that movie!"-Mobius smiled

You were about to add something else when a short man with glasses accompanied by a blonde woman appeared behind the men you were talking to. The little man seemed nice and was holding a strange thing in his hands while the woman looked like she hadn't smiled in decades. She had a certain charm although that horrible old-fashioned hairstyle did not flatter her at all.

"I finally find you!"-Sylvie said, approaching with long steps.

"Will you excuse us for a second?"-Mobius said to you

The two men approached the woman although she only spoke to the tall guy in whispers, they seemed to have known each other for a long time and you didn't know why that bothered you, as if a thorn had stuck in your heart.

"So? Do you want me to check her memories or not?"-she whispered

"I don't think she'll let you get close, let me try to convince her without having to use your powers."

"I hope you know what you're doing."

Loki and Mobius returned to where you were waiting, sighing boredly.

"Ok where were we?"

"You were telling me that I belong to something called the TVA and blah blah blah" - you said making a circular motion with your hand and before one of them could speak you interrupted them - "Are you sure you don't want my services?"

"Services?"-Loki asked

In response you pointed to the camera hanging around your neck.

"No, we-"

"Actually, yeah! We were looking for a professional photographer."

Loki looked confused at his friend and he winked at him knowingly.

"Well you would have started there, follow me, my house is near"

Before following you, Loki grumbled to Mobius.

"What are you doing? We have to take her to the TVA."

"I know, I know but this way we have an alibi otherwise it will be impossible to convince her, remember how distrustful and stubborn she was, in this timeline it must be the same. In fact, it reminds me of someone."

"Hey!"-Loki said offended, because it was clear that Mobius was talking about him

"You go with her, I'll wait with Sylvie and O.B."

Loki nodded and ran nervously to your side, adjusting his hair and the lapels of his jacket.

"Your friend isn't coming with you?"

"No, in fact he has other things to do first."-he said downplaying

After a long time of walking in silence with Loki giving you quick glances, the two of you arrived at a nice house with a wooden fence painted white, at the entrance there were rose bushes that Loki stopped to see, you turned to look at him and you smiled. When you opened the door you invited him in. Inside was the kitchen, your house seemed small but everything felt so warm, and not only because of the brownish color of the walls or the soft yellowish light of the sun that wafted through the curtains of the windows but everything felt comfortable. and familiar, perhaps it was because everything had your presence intact in it.

"Sorry for not offering you anything to drink, my refrigerator is a little empty."

"Don't worry, I'm fine"-Loki said, looking around the place.

"Follow me, my portfolio is in my bedroom"

Loki followed you slowly, feeling a little uncomfortable knowing your bedroom since he considered it an intimate place. And as soon as he entered your bedroom again he felt that warm feeling like a mother's hug. In front of him there was a window with a balcony and long translucent curtains that reached the floor, your double bed was practically in the middle of the room and a desk with a lamp was in front of the bed. Loki approached the walls, they were full of photographs and paintings, most of them were polaroid photos, some of you but almost all of them were about nature or animals. You walked over to the desk to grab the portfolio and handed it to him.

"Here, this is my job."-you smiled

Loki grabbed the portfolio with smooth, elegant movements as if he were afraid of breaking it. You sat at your desk and took your camera to discreetly take a photo of him. Loki ran his fingers through the pages admiring the photos, you knew how to use lights and shadows to your advantage as well as angles. Your wide repertoire denoted your great talent. Suddenly Loki felt a noise and looked at you, you slowly lowered the camera, biting your lips in embarrassment, he had heard the sound of your camera going off.

"Sorry, you just have a pretty side profile."

Loki smiled sideways and you approached him to show him the photo, the light from the window was shining in front of him and making him look like an angel fallen from heaven. You smiled proud of your work and then looked at him. They both stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds that seemed like hours. After a while, Loki wet his lips and swallowing, he asked you.

"You really don't remember me?"

"Should I?"

"Yes.."

You stayed silent, looking at him with a frown, trying to remember his face. His soft features, his gentle blue eyes piercing your soul, the wrinkle on his forehead when he raised his eyebrows in a worried gesture. Something about him told you that you had seen him before, a face like his was not common and would be difficult to forget, even so, you weren't sure if you had seen him in a dream or in reality. Everything was a confusing haze right now in your mind

"I'm not sure but… I feel like I've seen you before…"

Loki raised his eyebrows a little hopefully, he looked down and saw your hands, he slowly brushed your fingers and took your hand gently, intertwining his fingers with yours, you gasped softly.

"How does this feel? Do you remember this?"

The warmth of his hand felt good, the soft caress of his fingers felt good, and familiar.

"Maybe.."

Loki continued slowly raising his hand from your elbow to your shoulder, he placed it delicately on your cheek and caressed your face with his thumb.

"And this? What can you tell me about this?"

You sighed, closing your eyes and took his wrist to deepen the caresses, within your being something told you that this was not the first time someone touched you like that, with divine elegance and grace. No, it wasn't the first time HE caressed you.

"I think so…"

Loki placed his other hand on your other cheek and brought his face closer, carefully observing your reaction, ready to move away at the slightest sign of discomfort, but that signal never came, your eyes looked at him with calm tenderness, inviting him to make the next move. Finally Loki connected his lips with yours in a sweet kiss. Unconsciously you raised your arms and with your fingers you intertwined and combed Loki's curls like you used to do, like you used to do? since when did you know that? You didn't care because now you felt complete. Loki put his hands on your back, bringing you closer to his body and deepening the kiss. You were both exploring each other's mouths, and God knew you didn't want to break away from the kiss but a word crossed your mind and took up the whole place.

"..L-Loki..?"

Loki raised his eyebrows, furrowing them in the center, and a wide smile crossed his lips as his eyes watered.

"Now you remember me"

"I still have gaps in my head, but I remember few things, they are more sensations than anything else. I remember feeling your warm touch, I remember moments like this"

Loki laughed shyly, feeling relieved, maybe you didn't remember him completely but you saying his name was better than nothing. Loki bumped his forehead against yours, he was fully aware that he needed to hurry back to the TVA but he wanted so badly to stay here like this with you.

"But, you know, maybe I need another kiss to remember better."

Loki laughed at your mischievous attitude and granted your wish, kissing you passionately. There would be time to tell Sylvie that enchant you and save the loom.

[mecthology]

The Batsquatch of Mount St. Helens'.

This creature was said to have yellow eyes, a dog-like muzzle, blue fur, sharp teeth, bird-like feet, and leathery bat-like wings that span up to fifty feet. In addition, Batsquatch is said to be 9 feet tall and has the ability to affect car engines. A witness allegedly took several pictures of the creature. However, these pictures have not yet been analyzed and thus cannot prove the creature's existence.

In April 1994, Brian Canfield was driving in Washington's Pierce County when his truck suddenly died. Canfield said a large creature landed in front of him. He said it was human-like, 9 ft tall with batlike wings, and also sported a coat of blue fur.

A possible second sighting was reported in 2009 near Mt. Shasta in California. Several hikers witnessed a "huge" creature with leathery wings (spanning 50 ft.) fly out of a crevice in the mountain. At first, an eye-witness described the creature as having a head similar to a pterodactyl. However, upon reconsideration, the witness claimed it was more akin to a flying fox bat.

In June 2011, Pheonix Tieraz (pseudonym) was in his yard walking his dog. He went to pick up the dog when he saw something in the sky. He said the following: "I saw something flying in the sky. It had bat wings and blue fur and had a face similar to eyes glowing red. It was about 9 feet tall at the least, after I watched it just flew away."

On April 14, 2014, at Archbishop Hoban High School in Akron, Ohio, a second period Spanish class spotted a giant black mass zip by the window of the classroom at incredible speed. The class claims it was about 9 feet tall with a 20-30 foot wingspan.

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Last Sentence Tag Game

Last Sentence Tag Game: Write the latest line from your wip (or post where you last left off in your art) and tag as many people as there are words in the line you want. Make a new post, don’t reblog.

Tagged by @boasamishipper (thanks Boa 💛)

I am shipping a new poor little meow meow (not the criminal variety, just the wet sad and deserves better variety of meow meow) with eternal favourite Hank Marshall of Blue Sky (1994):

Paul leans into it, hungry, his hands clutching into fists in the lapels of Hank's light winter coat; he's almost expecting it when Hank then proceeds to leave him gently, without a word.

Tagging @naturallyoccurringminotaur @actiaslunaris @rockoutwithyour-spockout @rocket-eighty-eight (no pressure!)

[zingaplanet]

It was a warm blue sky in May, I remember.

Clouds rolling away in idleness and the road seems to stretch out forever

As I climb up that hill time passes by,

Nothing else matters and everything is as it should be

Don't worry about me, I am but a lap ahead

Don't wait for me,

I am already home.

Imola 1994

Ayrton Senna of Brazil lost his life racing through Tamburello at 191mph. He was 34 years old.

[joanofarc]

too good to be true, blueboy (1994).

driving in your car speeding through sky blue i'm in love with something new something positive political and too good to be true a dream come true

[delqcate]

yes to heaven.

credits to gif owner

in which c rises from the dead to write a fic based on yes to heaven by lana del rey

warnings: terrible writing, i think that's about it :')

paring: d.m. and y.n.

a/n: jesus christ this fic is terrible and all over the place, I apologize in advance

if you dance I'll dance

and if you don't I'll dance anyway

yule ball, 1994.

THE YULE BALL was a magical moment for not just students but professors alike. the great hall was being prepared, adorned with tables that served drinks and snow falling from the enchanted sky, all while students get ready for this magical event. dorms filled with chatter and excitement, some filled with worry and fear.

as the champions of the triwizard tournament start to dance, a few students accompany them. some students just stand and watch as different colors fill the blue like room with color. one of those students are y/n l/n. a student leaned against the wall wearing a red dress with a not-so-small crush on slytherin prince himself, draco malfoy.

she's always trying to catch his attention, whether it's her gaze focused on him instead of the path infront of her or when she shares the same classes as him and tries to show off a little. so when she sees students walking up to dance, she looks for a familiar blonde haired, blue eyed slytherin to see if he would dance with his date.

she waits, and waits, until she realizes he isn't going to dance. "maybe he's just not in the mood right now." she thinks. a few more minutes pass by and she glances at him, seeing his gaze focused on everyone dancing. something dings inside her head, like a lightbulb switching on. she gets up and grabs her date as she walks to the dance floor with everyone else, trying to perfect this dance everyone had to perfect as well.

she looks over at draco with a shy smile to see if he's looking, but alas, he's more focused on everything else but her. she shrugs it off and decides to just enjoy her night, spending time with her date and making amazing memories with friends.

i've got my eye on you

say yes to heaven

say yes to me

snow day, 1993

HOGSMEADE IS A small little village close by hogwarts where students above second year were able to visit anytime after classes. y/n smiles as her, hermione, and ron all walk to hogsmeade without the familiar scar head with them since his aunt and uncle apparently wouldn't sign his permission slip. something about blowing his uncle's sister up into a balloon? she wasn't exactly sure but that was all forgotten as soon as she'd notice the building up ahead.

" is that..the shrieking shack? " y/n asks.

" yes, apparently it's the most haunted place in britain. do you guys want to get a closer look? " hermione looks at both her friends. " n- no thanks, i'm alright here. " ron replies with accompanied with a nod from y/n. before anything else could be said between them a familiar voice could be heard that made her blush more than the cold made her.

" well, well, look who's here. you two shopping for your new dream home? big grand view isn't weasel-bee? don't your family sleep in umm..one room? " draco says with a cocky smirk. " shut your mouth, malfoy. " ron says, trying to stand up for himself. draco glances beside ron and sees y/n. he chuckles slightly, " l/n. didn't see you there. " y/n looks up with slight wide eyes, draco keeps talking with ron and hermione but all she could think about was him saying her last name.

' he knows who i am. he knows i exist. '

she just wanted to jump at him, to hug him, to at least try to actually talk with him. to be his heaven. but all her thoughts were disturbed by a snowball fight emerging infront of her, watching as crabbe's pants get pulled down and draco being dragged away. she giggles quietly as she watches him run away, looking to her side she sees her friends laughing now with harry. but the thought of malfoy would never leave her.

cause i've got my mind on you

i've got my mind on you

the day after the yule ball, 1994

HE WAS MADLY in love with her.

he didn't know where it came from, like a spell has been casted upon him. but he fell for her so hard not even cornish pixies could lift him up. everyday, from the morning he woke up to the moment he slipped under his green silk sheets in the cold dungeons, she wouldn't leave his mind.

if you dance i'll dance

i'll put my red dress on again

sixth year, 1996

MUSIC WAS SOFTLY playing through out the astronomy tower, cold wind blowing in the sky. red mixed with black. but that wasn't bothering y/n and draco as they danced the night away, staring into eachothers eyes filled with love.

draco leaned down to whisper in y/n's ear, " you alright love? " y/n nodded softly, whispering a soft 'yes' back to him. they kept staring into eachothers eyes, both slowly leaning in for a soft, gentle kiss.

it was almost like it wasn't real . . .

i've got my mind on you

i've got my mind on you...

reality, 2023

Y/N WOKE UP, taking in her surroundings. she was back in her room, her blanket a mess, her shifting script under her pillow, her phone still playing subliminals.

'i shifted' she thought, but it didn't feel right to her. she shifted again and she should have felt happy, overwhelmed with joy, and she did, but all she felt was sadness. sadness over the fact that this was her only way of escaping her terrible reality, her stressful life. a few hours of peace with her comfort characters all gone just like that.

her alarm rang, it was time to face reality.

taglist: @sunnylands-world

[occultamusica]

Spiral Sky - Sensing The Blue (in Spiral Sky, 1994)

[uwmspeccoll]

Native American/First Nations Woman Writer of the Week

SUSAN POWER

March may have come to an end, but there is still time to celebrate! The next Indigenous writer I would like to give the spotlight to is Susan Power (1961-), a Native American novelist who is an enrolled member of the Standing Rock Sioux Tribe of the Dakotas. She was born in Chicago, Illinois and raised by her mother, Susan Kelly Power (Gathering of Stormclouds Woman, in Dakota) who is also an enrolled member, and her father Carleton Gilmore Power, who was a publishing sales representative. Her parents raised her to be politically and socially aware, and with their help became active in the Civil Rights movement. She was named Miss Indian Chicago when she was seventeen and after that went on to get an A.B. degree in Psychology at Harvard/Radcliffe, and later received her Juris Doctorate from Harvard Law School. She worked her way up from a housekeeping job to being the editor of the University of Chicago Law Review, which was the catalyst for motivating her to pursue creative writing. Her mother used to recite stories about their native lineage, and her father read her stories at night; she states that her inspiration come from her mother’s native influence as well as Louise Erdrich, Toni Morrison, and Shakespeare. By the age of twelve she had memorized the entirety of Romeo and Juliet.

Power ultimately decided to end her law career and pursue creative writing fully while she was recovering from an appendectomy. The catalyst for this choice was a Dakota Sioux woman standing in her hospital room wearing a sky blue beaded dress; this vision spirit would later become a main character of her first novel The Grass Dancer, which was published by Putnam in 1994. This novel went on to win the PEN/Hemingway Award for First Novel in 1995. Her short fiction has also been published in Atlantic Monthly, Paris Review, Voice Literary Supplement, Ploughshares, Story, and The Best American Short Stories 1993.

Power focuses heavily on themes of ancestry, dream images, and intricate storytelling to fully engage her readers. She uses the strengths of these themes to relate her personal experience as a Native American woman while leaving room for the reader to interpret and respond to her writing in their own way without limiting the possibilities. 

UWM Special Collection preserves Power’s Sacred Wilderness (Michigan State University Press, 2014) and Roofwalker (Milkweed Editions, 2002).

View more posts on Native American/First Nations Women Writers.

- Elizabeth V., Special Collections Undergraduate Writing Intern

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people you'd like to learn more about tag game

thank you so much for tagging me @littletroubledgrrrl <33

first fandom:

pokémon

three ships:

manznor (marilyn manson x trent reznor), rypete (ryan ross x pete wentz), schmelly (vanessa afton x mke schmidt)

last song:

nine inch nails — discipline

last movie:

blue sky (1994)

currently reading:

skyclan’s destiny (warrior cats super-edition)

currently playing:

i’m absolutely horrible at video games because of hand-motor difficulties, so i mainly just watch playthroughs! i love doing that, though. um, i think teh last game i played was yahtzee, though!!

currently writing:

i’ve got tons of bandom wips right now!! manson girls au, tamaraverse, and a rypete and gabilliam collab.

go-to café drink order:

any bottled soda pop or juice if they have it!! i can’t stand coffee or tea, lol. i do also love hot chocolate (and i ask them to make it less hot) and hot apple cider.

tagging:

@a-dope-fiend @daddymikeyway @finallyhappy000 @intranara @peterpansexual19 @3asystreets @thejeordiewhite @teenagedchriist