#expanding horizons

[eatingyarn]

guidance.

[raffaellopalandri]

GGSC Happiness Calendar November 2023

Here you are the GGSC Happiness Calendar for November 2023. This month’s theme is curiosity about yourself, others, and the world. In the life-long pursuit of happiness, many often find themselves searching for the formula, spell, or secret recipe that will lead to a fulfilling and joyful life. While happiness is undoubtedly a complex and totally subjective emotion, one vital ingredient that…

[ahera764]

Polecanko #4 🐍🌈🫧🩷🩵🪻🌻🌼🌸💐🌷🌳🪺

[awesomeadityamishracielfan]

Harnessing the Power of Meaningful Discussions at Work

In the dynamic landscape of modern workplaces, where collaboration and innovation are key drivers of success, meaningful discussions play a pivotal role in fostering growth, understanding, and cohesion within teams. Far beyond mere exchanges of information, these discussions delve into the core of ideas, perspectives, and experiences, igniting creativity and propelling organizations toward their…

[borngeniusworld]

Live full, die empty

Les Brown speeches and quotes 50 Les Brown Powerful Motivational Quotes Les Brown speeches “If you don’t program yourself, life will program you!” “It really doesn’t matter what’s going on right now. The only thing that matters is what you’re going to do about it. Do something powerful!” “Make change a tool for your success. Let it happen, and celebrate the possibilities.” “A lot of people…

[wickedzeevyln]

Maturity is Far Away from Home ‐ Iridescent

No matter how many times you watch a film it will offer you a different perspective every time. The older you get, the more your knowledge deepens, the more dimensions are added on your perspective. It’s maturity in a broader sense. The lemon-sucking type of face you are making as you cringe over the absurdity of the cartoonish characters that used to appeal to you no longer cuts it and you end…

[ancientroyalblood]

Expanding Horizons: Nourishing the Mind Through Philosophy and the like.

📚✨ Welcome to Expanding Horizons ✨📚 In a world brimming with distractions, finding solace and wisdom within the pages of great philosophical works is a journey worth embarking upon. Here at Expanding Horizons, we invite you to join us on this intellectual odyssey, where the echoes of the world’s greatest thinkers come to life through the spoken word. What is Expanding Horizons? Expanding…

[deadlymousex01]

Expanding?

Debating about expanding my writings and headcannons to more than just skyrim; different video games, movies and fictional books things like that. Any suggestions? I'm enjoying writing these but I want to do more, thinking like Lord of the rings/ Hobbit things, Transformers, maybe for halloween coming up doing horror characters. Idk thoughts?

[jaideepkhanduja]

Unlocking Human Potential: Letting Go of Limiting Words and Embracing Boundless Possibility

If you had to give up one word that you use regularly, what would it be? In the realm of language, where words hold power and meaning, there exists a daunting proposition: to relinquish one significant word, a linguistic companion that has accompanied us through life’s trials and triumphs. If only we could fathom the magnitude of this decision, the consequences that may reverberate throughout…

[fragonreal]

playing with the charcoal brush and felt pen

[lotus-pear]

my entry for @seukorei 's dtiys!! congrats on 2k soy <3

[raffaellopalandri]

2022 Reading Challenge

I completed my 2022 reading challenge (I use Goodreads as a digital bookshelf to keep track of them)! I have read 186 books, this year, learning new things, expanding my horizon, and bringing new tools in my case so as to better help people. Goodreads Reading Challenge Since I was 8 years old (thanks to my mother for that), I have had the habit of dedicating a specific amount of time to…

[chalkrub]

more svanhildr - trying new things, like a brave boy

[nomazee]

“This is unnecessary.”

At Blade’s snide comment, you pull sharply at the strands of his hair in your hands. He grunts in displeasure before obediently quieting down, only a little scared of you scalping him if he annoys you any further. 

Perched behind him on the couch while he sits on the floor, your hands find themselves coming through his hair (long, smooth, untangled despite the fact that you’ve never seen him take a brush to it). Your efforts to part his hair with just your fingers are fruitless. His hair is thick on the top, so much so that you’re surprised his neck doesn’t constantly ache with the weight of it. Your hands pause, resting on the top of his head while you try and figure out how you’ll style it. 

“Be nice,” you warn, two hands on the sides of his head tilting it from side to side, treating him as a foam mannequin on which you can project your very thorough cosmetology skills. “Your fate is quite literally in my hands. I could knock you out and shave you bald very easily.”

“I don’t doubt that,” he says earnestly, and you can’t help the way your lips twinge into a smile. “This is clearly a hassle. My hair looks fine the way it is.”

“It does,” you admit, “but wouldn’t it be nice to try something new? And at no cost to you, aside from mild scalp pain. I’m good at hair. I did Kafka’s that one time.” You fail to mention that it was only one time for good reason. Kafka said that you handle hair the same way a lobster would handle a violin—that is, with clumsy hands and a clear lack of refinement. She had to hide every pair of scissors from you in fear that you'd give Silver Wolf microbangs.

As if on cue, your fingers get caught in an unexpected snag in Blade’s hair, and you pull and tug and yank as if expecting it to untangle on its own. Blade hisses and reaches a hand back to smack you on the wrist, turning around to glare at you. 

“Watch it,” he orders, gentle but firm. There’s not enough heat in his words to scare you, and his eyes are a particularly beautiful shade of copper in the dim, flickering light of this dingy lounge room. Whatever you say, beautiful, you think to yourself hysterically. 

After a few half-willed apologies from you and some nudges of encouragement, Blade finally relaxes enough to turn back around and tilt his head back in your lap, letting your fingers play with his hair nonsensically. A braid, you decide, would look quite nice on him. One long one down the back. If you had ribbon, you’d use some to tie his hair, but all you have is one of Kafka’s tragically thin hair ties. 

“It’s a nice color,” you comment absentmindedly, pretending that you can’t see the way Blade’s eyes have shut in contentment at your gentle prodding. “It changes in the light a little bit. It looks very blue now, but I’ve always thought it was black.” You section his hair off into three pieces, loosely laying one over the other over and over again. The aged gold ornament still hangs securely in his hair, and you don’t do anything to move it. It suits him. 

“It’s natural, if that’s what you’re getting at,” he tells you, the slightest twinge of a joke in his voice. It plays at your smile and at your heart, too. 

“You say that now, but you’ll be scrambling to come up with a lie when I find box dye in your bag.” 

He only hums in response, reluctantly enjoying the feeling of your hands on him—they’re gentle, and you can imagine he’s not quite used to this. It’s an addictive feeling, to have him at your mercy, even with just your hands in his hair. There’s trust, unspoken, lingering warmly in the air and settling like condensation on your skin. You could very easily do a number of things that would hurt Blade—kill him, almost. You’ve only ever thought of it a few times, and those were all a very long time ago. 

You don’t think of it that often anymore. All you’re paying attention to is Blade and the splitting ends of his hair and how nice he’d look with a red ribbon tied in. 

“We should go shopping,” you tell him, voice close to a whisper now. You’ve secured the end of his braid already, and your handiwork is admirable. The strands are neatly crossed over each other, uniform in size with each other as they taper down into the end. “Some clips for you would be nice.” Absentmindedly, you comb through the layers of hair near his face, digging your fingers gently into the sides of his face and scratching at his scalp. 

“And where exactly would we go shopping? We’re not exactly upstanding members of society in some people’s eyes.” 

“Then I’ll make clips for you,” you say, a naive kind of dedication in your tone. “I used to work with metal, a little bit. I could make jewelry. Ornaments for your hair. I’ll put a ribbon in next time.” 

“What makes you think there’ll be a next time?” Blade asks doubtfully, in steep contrast with the way he lets your hands roam along his scalp, and the way his head leans back into you as if he’s comfortable. 

“You’re a loyal customer,” you quip, “you’d never let somebody else do your hair when you have me as a dedicated stylist.” 

“I’m your only customer.” 

“I know,” and in a moment of weakness—because at the end of the day that’s what you are, weak, malleable and moveable when you’re with Blade like this—you lean down just a little bit, pressing a stupid clumsy kiss on the crown of his head. Your fingers trail down to trace the bumps of the braid, the divots and grooves in it, made by your hands, and yours alone. “That just means I can put all my effort towards you alone.” 

“You shouldn’t.” And he means it when he says that, and it hurts you, puts a sickly pang in your chest that you want to reach for and tear out before it grows into something worse. 

“But I will,” you tell him. Blade is stubborn, but not stubborn enough to keep it up. Not now, not here, not when the overhead lights are flickering and making his hair look just a little bluer, illuminating the warmer ends of his hair, glinting off the metal ornament still clipped into it. He rests between your hands, still sitting on the cold floor, pretending that he isn’t falling asleep with you like the fool he secretly is.

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Expanding Horizons [Mood Hut, 2022]