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[the-eye-care-advocate]

The Painter’s Vision

Unveil the power of vision in ‘The Painter’s Vision’—a tale where clarity shapes destiny. Dive into Eliot’s story and see how sight paints our future. #AIStory #EyeStory #StoriesForOpticians #Story #Optician #Optometrist

The clarity that shaped a kingdom… The Story In the quaint village of Wixford, there was a renowned painter named Eliot whose paintings were said to be so lifelike, they could steal a person’s breath away. Eliot had a secret, though; he was born with a rare condition that allowed him to see the world with extraordinary clarity. His eyes were not like any other; they could perceive the subtlest…

[acornered]

I've never really self-identifed as butch because my style sensibility leans more toward effeminate gay man/eccentric grandparent but while my girlfriend was visiting, the clasps that held the shoulder strap of her handbag kept breaking (thanks temu), and finally I got fed up and fixed it by

a) wrenching off the old clasps with a pair of plyers and

b) replacing them with the only clasps I had on hand, which were 2 giant carabiners

and yeah, now that I think about it, that is incredibly butch lesbian behavior.

[98chao]

guys im getting the feeling that shadow milk cookie might have been in the game interacting with pure vanilla cookie for way longer than we thought

[mythtiide]

slapping these here in case i never posted these! 2 little comic tests i made last month hehe

[hopeswriting]

was thinking about takeshi and how he's my favorite brand of unconditional devotion btw. the utter and absolute and all-consuming kind that runs so deep to the very core and is so intrinsic and fundamental to it, it can only express itself in the most casual and natural and certain way. without second thoughts, without any room for doubts or for any moral dilemma to be had over it, because of course he ought to always be breathing and living for his chosen person first and foremost. of course he ought to hang on their every word and make them true no matter what, no matter what he has to do to make it happen, no matter what he has to do to other people to make it happen, and no matter what it might turn him into in the process. because it's obviously the way the world should be for his chosen person. at their feet, ready to bend over backwards and break and build itself again to better answer to all their needs even if they don't ask it for it. it's the only right way it should be for them, and of course takeshi's going to do his utmost at all times to make it a reality as much as possible.

and his devotion comes out as naturally as breathing, comes out lighthearted and nonchalant like he might as well be talking about the weather, but it's not unaware of itself. it's not that takeshi doesn't know it's unhealthy and wrong and that he's willing to go entirely too far in its name for anyone's good. it's not that he wouldn't hear you out if you were to sit him down and explain to him just why he needs to tone it down a little (a lot). logically, he'd agree with you and know you're right. and then he'd tell you he's still not going to do anything whatsoever about it. that he's not bothered by it and doesn't feel the need to change anything to his attitude. makes it a point to never let anyone or anything sway him even an inch in the stand he took when it comes to that, no matter how many thousand of times you might go over the subject with him.

because the morality of his devotion isn't the point at all. is entirely irrelevant to it and doesn't affect the way he expresses it all. it's not the metric with which he draws a line in the sand to hold it accountable to. because the thing is, takeshi's entire world revolves around tsuna--tsuna is his entire world altogether, and it's just a matter of fact, that simple. to him it's a truth as unchanging as the sky being blue, and so being the way he is according to that truth is the only way he can imagine being that'd feel right to him. and so the actual and only metric that matters here is "would tsuna be happier if i were to do this?" and/or "is this something tsuna needs me to do?"

and like. i don't think takeshi ever stops being a kind person capable of compassion and understanding and mercy and forgiveness even ten years later once they became mafia through and through. and i don't think either he grows up to be feared and called a monster per se despite the things they inevitably had to do during those ten years (and the things they'll inevitably keep having to do as long as they keep being mafia), at least not in the way, for example, they'll never stop fearing and calling mukuro one. but i do think that among the tenth gen, he ends up being the one with the most ruthless, merciless and horrific blood on his hands of that particular and distinct loving kind. you know the one i mean, right? he comes to be the one most expected and the one first expected to be willing and to take it upon himself to go through with it when the need arises. and to think little of it after, if anything at all. all in the name of making tsuna's reign as easy on him as possible.

and it's to the point where it's the kind of blood that makes even mukuro pause at times. or, when takeshi is the one coming up with solutions himself during meetings, makes even reborn blink. not because it's unjustified or wouldn't be safe or efficient or anything of the sort, but because it is unwarrantedly thorough in its retaliation. and sometimes, at times like this, he's the one tsuna needs to step in for the most, because he's the only one who can reason with him that "yes, this would work in getting rid of our problem" but "no, please, don't do that takeshi". because if tsuna is the only thing that infers on just how much and in what ways he'll let himself be devoted to him, then of course, he's also the only one takeshi's willing to reign himself in for without second thoughts. because he'd hate to ever do something tsuna would disapprove of or wouldn't want him to do. or do something that'd make tsuna see him differently or love him back less even in the slightest.

and it's also like. his devotion isn't an undisciplined one. it's not one he doesn't have control over, the very opposite. it's a very purposeful and conscious choice he chooses to keep making over and over again every step of the way, and he taught himself to have control over it, to know when it's needed and/or wanted, and how much and in which ways it is when it happens, and to keep it down otherwise. and, yes, to also reign it back in at tsuna's request at times when it still slips past his control. because it's all about making tsuna's happiness easier and secure and long-lasting, and never about burdening him with just how committed he is to do that.

so it comes down to this: takeshi willing to go above and beyond and more for tsuna unless tsuna explicitly asks him not to. and to tsuna needing to ask him not to every now and then. and to other people pointing out to him how too many times tsuna's already needed to stop him, and that maybe there's a hint for him to take there. and to takeshi seeing the hint, looking it straight in the eye and recognizing it for what it is and just. deciding it doesn't apply to him because it's all perfectly normal behavior to him. because it's the only kind of behavior that makes sense to him and feels right.

and so—to circle back to my first point—he can only express his devotion as naturally as breathing, so casually, almost like it's something inconsequential and not worth talking about despite how unmistakably it couldn't be further away from being the truth. it's the only way he could have always known how to express it, because, after all, who has ever taken time to ponder about the details and the hows of the way they breathe?

and i, for one, absolutely eat that shit up every time, thanks for coming to my ted talk <3

[basicallykiyotaka]

My favourite thing to do: talk about Endeavor

My least favourite thing to do: explain why I like Endeavor

[mymarifae]

sooooooo when i jokingly said to myself "haha did ruan mei play aeonic necromancy on tingyun's remains or something" i wasn't expecting that to literally be the case what the fuck

[artist-rat]

my old and new tes character Saima <3 she’s a combination of a couple of my prev. ocs!

[edwardshundredyearoldspunk]

every couple of years I come across a klaroline video on youtube and remember that my number one enemy is julie plec. it's on sight.

[the-eye-care-advocate]

The Gaze Beyond Walls

Aeyesops presents "The Gaze Beyond Walls". Discover Lily’s tale of extraordinary vision and the unexpected challenges it brings. A story of power, secrecy, and learning the true meaning of responsibility. #ShortStory #LifeLessons #Optometry

Some talents require more self-control than others. The Story In the quaint town of Astwood Bank, there lived a girl named Lily, whose eyes held a secret power. She could see through walls as if they were made of glass. This gift was hers alone, and she guarded it fiercely, knowing the world wasn’t ready for such a marvel. Lily’s life was ordinary in every other aspect. She went to school, had…

[general-cyno]

finished skypeia last night and while I have many thoughts abt it this is my shippy rambles account so. one thing I found Interesting is zoro seemingly recalling this bit of an early on conversation luffy had with the group, as soon as robin tells everyone about the bell

Meanwhile, as nami reaches luffy she urges them to leave, since eneru is planning on destroying the whole island. When luffy refuses bc of the golden bell, she assumes he's talking about the gold itself but as he explains, it's not about that. It's about what ringing that bell means for mont blanc cricket and his crew back on jaya.

Then in ch 295 we get a full flashback of the conversation recalled above:

And guess who, even while separated, knew that luffy would insist on ringing the bell and refuse nami's attempt to bring him back bc of the significance it held for luffy to do this, just from what he said back then? Yeah

[moeblob]

Look, I just think it's VERY funny and on brand that I thought of an entire premise of colorful characters for half the cast and immediately drew the only one void of color.

[pianokantzart]

I just watched the 1993 Super Mario Bros movie, and the chokehold big age gap Mario and Luigi has on me right now is insane. Mario being extremely overprotective of the boy he raised? Muah *chefs kiss*. I now want a story where Luigi is in school, and Mario just tries and helps him with his homework or something. I need more domestic Mario and Luigi. I just wanna see the two of them sitting in their apartment in Brooklyn watching tv together, I wanna see them enjoy walks, do actual plumbing, I wanna see Mario teach Luigi plumbing.

Just fluff. Sorry about the rant btw.

No no no! You're so right. You are so very very right. I love the double-date dinner scene when Luigi starts talking about his relationship with Mario.

L: 'Cos Mario, he brought me up! He's been my mother my whole life. M: Hey! L: I mean father. My father. He's been my father, my uncle, my brother - everybody!

Luigi doesn't even know who his parents are. And if Mario legitimately raised Luigi alone while impoverished and without any family he could rely on, he did such a fantastic job?? It's no wonder he's the most abrasive of all the Marios (not that I have a problem with that. Grumpy Mario my beloved.)

Don't even get me started on Mario being his little brother's wingman, trying to feed Luigi dialogue under his breath when he's attempting to chat up Daisy. Also him aggressively backseat driving and trying not to panic while Luigi is a maniac behind the wheel? Putting himself through hell to help his little bro rescue the woman he loves? One of the best parts was when, after Bowser President Koopa attempts to gouge Luigi's eyes out in a moment of rage, Mario jumps in and grapples Koopa to get him off. He gets tased for his efforts, but succeeds in keeping his bro's eyeballs intact. Then in the devo chamber in the next scene you can see Mario nervously checking on Luigi in the background, cupping his face as he ensures there's no serious damage done.

Sorry Mario, Luigi was kinda right to describe you as his mother.

[artaintfartwarriors]

“ahaha no it’s not raining why would it be raining. Let me go drown old man”

[fuckmeyer]

girl please, Charlie Swan is Team Werewolf and you know it

[starry-eyes-love]

I'm Your Alpha

Starry's Thoughts

"Say it," he commands, giving you a low growl as a warning of who you're dealing with. His primal instincts are surging forward, making his vision blur. His Alpha instincts are coming to life.

He gazes intently into your eyes as he gives you one long, deep thrust, filling you. You moan in tandem, giving over to the sensation of how impossibly full you feel, of how he stretches you entirely to where it feels like the first time all over again.

The intensity and the passion behind it, behind him, hits you hard every time, and you lose yourself all over again with him. He takes all your broken pieces and repeatedly puts them back together so that it's just you, him, and no one else.

He caresses your head and face gently with his rough hands. You whimper, "Kiss me, please," whenever it's like this. And he knows, is anticipating it, but makes you voice it every time. It's a thrill for him to hear it, to hear you beg for it.

"Beg for it, baby," he commands, feeding his power as he gently rocks in and out of you. He is not giving over to his primal Alpha instincts yet. He's reminding you of who your body and pleasure belong to; it's him.

You're unable to have any rational thoughts right now, unable to verbalize anything because he's turning you into his whimpering, needy mess. His favorite version of you. The one where he gets you, his fellow strong Alpha, to submit right back to him.

"Say it," he commands, giving you a low growl as a warning of who you're dealing with. His primal instincts are surging forward, making his vision blur. His Alpha instincts are coming to life.

"I'm yours. Please, fuck me," you moan, bucking up with your hips, trying to seek your pleasure and comfort.

With a smile, he bends down and takes what's his by capturing your mouth in a fiery, heated kiss. This kiss says everything he can't voice right now: his love for this moment, his dedication to you, and his claim over your body. He's your Alpha and will breed you as he sees fit. You're his, and he's yours; nothing will ever change that.