When Ofelia was little her grandmother told her the story of the Sunflower Soulmates. Of how their property had once been dead ground where nothing would grow because of the wild fires that ravaged the area every summer. Her great great grandfather, Gabriel, stubborn as he was, settled there anyway, for he was young and hopeful and eager to prove himself.
One day, to his surprise, appeared a sunflower, tall and vibrant, proud and healthy. There had been no sign of it the day before, no raised earth around it, it seemed to have just sprouted fully grown over night. To him it was a good sign, that he had given the land a chance and it had rewarded him for his courage and faith.
Some time passed, the sunflower like a great protector, kept the wild fires away, Gabriel was sure, giving the land a chance to heal and become fertile again. But it was alone, no other sunflowers grew around it, nor near it, it was alone in it's watch.
It was a warm autumn day when Gabriel met Magdalena, she took care of sick horses, a most lovely woman with dark honeyed eyes that shone gold when she laughed, which was often, and long black hair that she always wore in a braid. For him, it was love at first sight.
When he returned home that same day Gabriel was met with a surprising sight, there beside the first sunflower, was another, just as tall and proud and healthy, they swayed gently beside each other. Not many months later, Gabriel and Magdalena were married.
Over time, as children came, as grandchildren and great grandchildren came, as partners came together, to love and make a life with each other, so did more sunflowers. Today the area, which was once burnt forgotten land, has become a sea of family and love and swaying sunflowers.
Ofelia does wonder, however, if she will ever find her Sunflower Soulmate or if it will remain alone...
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Welcome to my blog!
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--MY RAMBLINGS: blog entries about random thoughts, my life, commission talk, commission progress and other topics. also bad English grammar every now and then lol
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A favorite headcanon of mine is I like to imagine Naruto is SUPER protective of his headband like Luffy is of his Straw Hat 🥰
Which makes sense given it was given to him by the FIRST PERSON WHO ACCEPTED HIM:
And I also love to think Naruto gave his headband to Boruto ☺️
At least it explains to me why Naruto doesn't have his headband in the New Era because I can NOT imagine Naruto just throwing it away! 🤬
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Ughhh wrapped up mowing the lawn and weed eating. (Mostly but we have so much yard and I'm just a lil guy)
My baby gurl is with her grandparents and my husband is working so time to now bathe and 🌟🌟self-care.🌟🌟 Maybe I'll paint my nails! Maybe I'll do some Baldur's Gate... world is my oyster! (I wanna draw but I'll litcherally never get to BG3 if I draw as much as I want! Haha!)
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I’m gonna complain about tw for a minute!
If Deaton, Dr. Deaton, the towns veterinary doctor, was Talia Hale’s Emissary;
THEN WHY THE FUCK DOESN’T HE KNOW HER SON AND HER BROTHER??? Because Deaton promised Talia that he would keep Derek safe.....but like how you gonna keep someone safe if you have no idea who the hell he is???????? I just need to have a very long sit down conversation with Jeff, I just wanna talk man!!!!
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// Bummer that Edgerunners didn’t win best adaptation. Kinda had a feeling Arcane was going to get that one. You just can’t compete with Riot. However, Idris Elba in Cyberpunk!? Hell yeah!! Also Orthodox Rabi Bill Clinton? What!?
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i got rickrolled today but it didn't work because i have adblocker installed, so youtube just told me i violated the terms of service. yesterday i was trying to edit a picture as a joke for my girlfriend, and google made me check a box to prove i'm human because i wasn't "searching normally".
it isn't just that capitalism is killing fun and whimsy, it is that any element of entertainment or joy is being fed upon by this mosquito body, one that will suck you dry at any vulnerability.
do you want to meet new friends in your city? download this app, visit our website, sign up for our email list. pay for this class on making a terrarium, on candlemaking, on cooking. it will be 90 dollars a session. you can go to group fitness, but only under our specific gym membership. solve the puzzle, sign up for our puzzle-of-the-month-club. what is a club if not just a paid opportunity - you are all paying for the same thing, which makes you a community.
but you're like me, i know it - you're careful, you try the library meetings and the stuff at the local school and all of that. the problem is that you kind of want really specific opportunities that used to exist. you are so grateful for libraries and the publicly-funded things: they are, however, an exception - and everything they have, they've fought tooth-and-nail to protect. you read a headline about how in many other states, libraries have virtually nothing left.
do you want to meet up with your friends afterwards? gift your friends the discord app. you can choose to go to a cafe (buy a coffee, at least), a bar (money, alcohol) or you can all stay in and catch a movie (streaming) or you can all stay in bed (rent. don't get me started) and scream (noise complaint. ticket at least).
you want to read a new book, but the book has to have 124 buzzwords from tiktok readers that are, like, weirdly horny. you can purchase this audiobook on audible! your podcast isn't on spotify, it's on its own server, pay for a different site. fuck, at least you're supporting artists you like. the art museum just raised their ticket price. once, they had a temporary exhibit that acknowledged that ~85% of their permanent art galleries were from cis white men, and that they had thousands of works by women (even famous women, like frida! georgia o'keefe!) just rotting in their basement. that exhibit lasted for 3 months and then they put everything away again.
walmart proudly supports this strip of land by the street! here are some flowers with wilting leaves. its employees have to pay out-of-pocket for their uniforms. my friend once got fined by the city because she organized a community pick-up of the riverfront, which was technically private property.
no, you cannot afford to take that dance class, neither can i. by the way - i'm a teacher. i'm absolutely not saying "educators shouldn't be paid fairly." i'm saying that when i taught classes, renting a studio went from 20 bucks an hour to 180 in the span of 6 months. no significant changes to the studio were made, except they now list the place as updated and friendly. the heat still doesn't work in the building. i have literally never seen the landlord who ignores my emails. recently they've been renting it out at night as an "unusual nightclub; a once-in-a-lifetime close-knit party." they spent some of those 180 dollars on LEDs and called it renovating. the high heels they invite in have been ruining the marley.
do you want to experience the old internet? do you want to play flash games or get back the temporary joy of club penguin? you can, you just need to pay for it. i have a weird, neurodivergent obsession with occasionally checking in to watch the downfall and NFT-ification of neopets. if i'm honest with you all - i never got into webkins, my family didn't have the money to buy me a pointless elephant. people forget that "being poor" can mean literally "if i buy you that toy, i can't afford rent."
you and i don't have time to make good food, and we don't have the budget for it. we are not gonna be able to host dinner parties, we're not made of money, kid. do you want some kind of 3rd space? a space that isn't home or work or school? you could try being online, but - what places actually exist for you? tiktok counts as social media because you see other people on it, not because they actually talk to you.
there was a local winter tradition of sledding down the hill at my school. kids would use pizza boxes and jackets and whatever worked, howling and laughing. back in september, they made a big announcement that this time, rules were changing, and everyone must pay 10 dollars to participate. when im not scared shitless, i kind of appreciate the environmental irony - it hasn't gone below 40. so much for snow & joyriding.
i saw a bulletin for a local dogwalking group and, nervous about making a good first impression, showed up early. the first guy there grimaced at me. "sorry," he said. "there's a 30-dollar buy-in fee." i thought he was joking. wait. for what? the group doesn't offer anything except friendship and people with whom to walk around the city.
he didn't know the answer. just shrugged at me. "you know," he said. "these days, everything costs money."
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