#morming light

[mapofthemazeinthemirror]

Txt's favourite Christmas traditions with their kids

note: sorry it's so short! happy holidays, whatever you celebrate!

Soobin

Yes, it ends in a mess, and yes, half of the sweets are gone before they've really started decorating the cookies—he'll blame the kids, but he helped in more than just adult supervision. Truth be told, most of the time and energy is spent being silly, singing Christmas songs and dancing, but it's quality time. Quality time and a heavy dose of sugar. But when they decide to be determined at the task, they're focused on their efforts. The older one stands on a chair of her own, while the smaller of the two sits on Soobin’s lap and guides the spoon he's holding, laden with icing. They eat their creations while Soobin does the dishes, a Christmas movie and the music of his little girls' laughter playing in the background.

Yeonjun

Yeonjun's favourite thing about Christmas with his kids is watching their eyes lighting up when they see all the brightly coloured packages under the tree on Christmas morming. He gets so excited about it that he wakes up early like a kid himself. If his kids aren't up, he'll sneak in and wake them. He plays up his own reactions as they unwrap each gift, eyes and mouth wide as they turn excitedly to show him every toy they find inside the paper, a growing stack of toys he's going to have to wrestle out of the packaging afterwards. There are no fights over any of the presents because, of course, Yeonjun spoils them all, even though Santa gets the credit.

Beomgyu

Despite not liking the cold, Beomgyu always bundles up the kids (and himself) and takes them to the Christmas parade, always getting there early enough to get a front row seat. It's worth it for how much of a great time they all have. He waves along with the kids at the actors and dancers, smiling when they turn around to point out their favourite floats. By the end of the parade, there's always one kid in his lap, worn out from all the excitement. Before heading home, there's a stop at a cafe for hot chocolate—with marshmallows, his daughter is persistent in reminding him from the car ride to when he places the order, tugging on the sleeve of his jacket.

Taehyun

He loves going to the school Christmas concert. Watching the kids on the makeshift stage, singing along with their class to the carol, he watched them practice numerous times at home. Nodding along encouragingly for his daughter, who's little shy in front of the audience. Beaming when his son is one of the kids who the sings clearest of the mumbling group. When they run into his arms after it's over, he showers them with praise, and on the car ride home, they have their own mini concert singing along to the carols on the radio. Taehyun's kids are his pride, and he loves the holidays so much more since they came along.

Huening Kai

He wants to have a photo of his little ones with Santa every year until they're too old to believe. His oldest daughter, who has always been very inquisitive for her age, baffles Santa with the questions she asks, not satisfied with simply giving him a list of things she wants for Christmas. Kai helps to answer them, holding back a laugh as she watches the man scramble. When his youngest isn't sure, still at an age where he's funny about people he doesn't know, Kai sits beside Santa with him on his lap, showing him it's okay. After that, the kid waves to Santa every time he sees one, even on TV.

written by mapofthemazeinthemirror - do not repost my work in any form

[billycorn]

Rollcall - Part 2 (Part 1)

‘I can’t fight this battle for you, but I can promise to stay by your side.’

The words rang in her mind, a reminder of her greatest lie, and a testament to what she left behind. When she said those words, she had meant them. She just didn’t know how little time she had left.

Still, even though her words had been made a lie, she couldn’t regret them. Given another chance, she would say them again, and again, every single time, and she would stay by his side for as long as she could. Team Rollout would go down in history, she was just sorry she couldn’t be there to see it.

She couldn’t remember much after defeating Dialga, just saying goodbye to Phanpy, and watching as Temporal Tower grew small in the distance. As she’d ascended higher, more of her senses had begun to fade. Her touch went first, followed by her sight. It had bothered her greatly. There isn’t much to smell, taste or hear in space, but a moment longer in which she could see Phanpy, feel him beside her, would that have been a mercy, or would it have stretched unbearably?

As the thoughts ran rampant through her mind, she noticed something odd. A cold rush of air, the sensation of falling: she could feel?

A dull blue light appeared and for the first time in months, her eyes fluttered open. Dialga’s silhouette could be seen in the light and its voice boomed. ‘Young one, your sacrifice was a noble one, and I thank you. Now, I repay your kindness. My apologies for the delay.’

The light flashed and her head spun with sudden dizziness, but as it passed, she noticed something. She could hear a noise, like waves crashing. There was something underfoot, coarse, and rough. The fading light of day was warm on her skin.

Opening her eyes, her jaw dropped. As if she was seeing it for the first time all over again, she couldn’t believe the sunset could be so beautiful. She didn’t want to look away, afraid that it would disappear, and this would all be revealed as a cruel fantasy; it wouldn’t be the first time.

Whether this was real or not, there was something she had to do. Hurrying to the waterside, she gazed upon her reflection and couldn’t help but smile. Just like all that time ago, she had awoken on the beach outside Treasure Town as a Spheal. Only this time she had her memories, and a clear mission.

Rolling as fast as she could, she raced along the path towards the crossroads. Past Spinda’s café and up the stairs. Straight over the grate, she rolled into Wigglytuff’s, quickly making her way to the second floor.

No one was around, the guild almost seemed deserted, but the laughter emanating from the mess hall gave them away. Slowing her pace, she breathed deeply and wandered into the mess hall. For a moment, she watched them from the shadows. Her family, they were all right there.

Stepping into the light, she called, ‘is there a plate for me?’

In an instant, the guild fell silent, the only noise belonging to the crackle of the torches and a dull thud as Wigglytuff’s perfect apple fell to the floor. As quickly as the silence had fallen, it was shattered as everyone lost their damn minds.

The guild exploded in a cacophony as Spheal was mobbed and nearly crushed under the aggressively affectionate group hug. Phanpy barrelled through his friends to reach Spheal and he threw himself upon her. He clutched at her desperately as tears spilled forth and she returned the gesture with equal fervour. The guild members retreated a moment, allowing the pair some space to just hold each other.

Wigglytuff stepped close again, laying a gentle hand on Spheal’s back. ‘Welcome home.’

The next day Team Rollout would have to venture into Apple Woods again because the guild’s pantry was devoured as they partied late into the night.

When Phanpy awoke, he greeted the day with a cheerful, ‘good morning!’

Which was met a moment later but Spheal’s half-asleep, ‘morming.’

They gathered for morning assembly, bellowed their cheers and during rollcall Spheal yelled, ‘eleven!’

Phanpy’s eager - ‘twelve!’ – only a moment behind.

Months had passed since the events of Temporal Tower. Time had been restored, life had returned to normal for near every Pokemon, and two faces had returned to Treasure Town. Phanpy’s partner had come home, and so had the sincerity in Phanpy’s smile.

At the edge of the crossroads, they did their final checks before leaving for Apple Woods, and with a shared smile, they yelled, ‘let’s roll out!’

[iycedrem]

How it's going:

Came home from work on the morming of the 16th and noticed that some things were moved around that I don't remember touching. (A shelf under my bed and some stuff on my coffee table)

I had a wedding that I was attending that afternoon, so didn't really have time to look into it and just kinda chalked it up to maybe I just like knocked them out of place by accident at some point and just didn't notice. Immediately went to bed.

Woke up and immediately left to go to the wedding. Had a wonderful time, drank a good bit, and got back home around 8pm.

Now noticing things aren't just moved. Somethings are missing. Snoop a bit further and find purposeful damage to a piece of furniture and signs of forced entry on my basement back door. Someone broke into my house.

Notably and weirdly nothing valuable was stolen. My PC, TVs, Switch, Monitors, Tablets, etc. were all fine. To the best of my knowledge they stole: A Bluetooth speaker (annoying but not the worst thing to lose), a knife my Grandad gave me before he died (the one thing i actually really hate that I lost), a half used pack of AAA batteries (rude, also why?), and a junk box I kept behind my computer monitor that was 90% full of old birthday/ Christmas cards that I just couldn't bring myself to throw away. (???)

After filling a police report, proceeded to order brackets to reinforce my basement door, better locks, and some outdoor security cameras.

The problem is, that stuff isn't showing up for a few days and I'm due back at work tonight for one last night shift before a long weekend and I'm worried this might have just been a casing break-in.

So the plan:

Step 1: reinforce basement door.

Not a prefect solution, but trying to force the lock and deal with the wedged 2x4 isn't going to be easy, they'd have better luck breaking the glass, which I'm hopeful is too risky to try.

Step 2: Create the illusion that the house is occupied.

External lights and most internal lights are on. Ace up my sleeve though is the 11 hour VOD of Jerma playing Seaman on my living room TV. It's long enough to cover the entire duration of my shift and it's mostly just audio of someone talking with very few sound effects.

(Note the damaged record console, spot that hid the sound bar was sliced open by whoever broke in)

Step 3: Call upon "The Boys"

My wonderful amazing friends agreed to help watch a livestream of my Webcam to keep an eye out for movement. (A special thanks to @nermish @cefpodoxime @admiralpickle among some other non tumblr mutuals)

Step 4: finishing touches.

A) Set up an alt account on discord so I could watch my own camera stream from work on my laptop.

(Shout-out to @cefpodoxime for this amazing alt pfp that he slammed out in record time for my new laptop account.)

B) Since the camera doesn't have great view of the entire living room decided to rig a noise trap to alert the stream if some one comes up from the basement.

Ended up adding another 4 or 5 cans after this pic was taken and stacked them taller to ensure a good clatter noise. Tested how it sounded on the stream and it was definitely distinctive.

And C) Nermish asked if we could rig up a mirror so the stream security could watch Jerma in the reflection.

So, I give you the final view:

Note the absolutely miniscule reflection coming from the couch in the next room. There's your jerma stream. Combined with the muffled audio that accurately sounds like Jerma is in the next room. This is easily the worst best way to watch a jerma stream.

At time of writing I am 4ish hours into my 10 hour shift and so far no sign of trouble. Will update if something happens or not. But honestly the absurdity of this set up has made the entire ordeal easier to stomach.

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Cricket at the Beach (2024) 💙

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Early mornings may not be my ideal for waking up, but they're perfect for golden hour photos - I took a couple ones with Cricket early morming before I had to head to Kawaii Kon later that day - the lighting kept changing that day so I experimented with a few different looks! I also really loved this specific color blue for the suit - it paired really well with the white and the golden hour lighting 🌤

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#swimwear #swimwearfashion #swimwearphotography #swimwearphotoshoot #mauiphotographer #oahumodels #goldenhourphotography #summerphotography #blueoutfit #blueswimsuit

[pooma-today]

SHRISTI ENGLISH MEDIUM SCHOOL

Guru Purnima holds immense significance in our culture. It is a day to pay respect to the Gurus, the beacons of light who illuminate our paths and shape our futures. The word "Guru" itself means "one who dispels darkness," and our teachers truly live up to this meaning. They enlighten us, not only with academic knowledge but also with life lessons and values that help us become better individuals.

Shristi celebrated the auspicious day of Guru Purnima today, 22nd July 2024.

The celebration for Guru Purnima began with a warm welcome to all followed by the beautiful prayer to seek blessings from the Almighty.

A beautiful invocation was performed by the students of grade 6 who sang a traditional hymn " Guru Brahma Guru Vishnu Guru Devo Maheshwara" dedicated to teachers' fraternity. The serene atmosphere set the tone for the celebration. The students continued this serene atmosphere by reciting the hymn for Goddess Saraswati - "Ya Kundendutushar haar Dhawala". Singing these hymns connects us to our cultural roots, ensuring that the reverence for knowledge and learning is passed down through generations.

The significance of this day was expressed by some of our students followed by expressing their views on Gurus of then and Gurus of now.

They also expressed gratitude for the guidance and support they received, highlighting specific instances where their teachers made a significant impact on their lives.

Another group of students from grade 6 sang a song dedicated to their teachers, followed by a poem recitation that eloquently described the noble profession of teaching.

The school principal sir Mr Sanjay Mistry delivered an inspiring speech, effectively conveying the significance of the occasion and fostering a deeper appreciation for the invaluable contributions of teachers.

The assembly concluded with closing remarks from the school President madam Ms Madhumita Jana, focusing on the pivotal role teachers play in shaping the future of their students. She shared personal anecdotes and encouraged students to always respect and honor their teachers.

The students thanked everyone for their participation and efforts in making this day significant one.

Overall, the morming assembly on Guru Purnima was a beautiful celebration, fostering a sense of respect and gratitude among teachers and students, making it a memorable occasion for the entire school community.

Guru Purnima, let us take the opportunity to thank our teachers for all that they do.

[444namesplus]

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[peintre-stephane]

flowers day

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[thepiecesofcait]

Her name was Éponine.

Her life was cold and dark, yet she was unafraid.

[King • Florence + the Machine]

[gistnature]

[sachastellie]

« L'univers n'éteint jamais ses lumières. » Gaëtan Faucer #lumière #paysbasque #morming #light #magiclight #lumieredumatin #inthemorning #anglet #naturephotography #aurore (à Anglet) https://www.instagram.com/p/CW_QIhSKEsI/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nevermind-18]

[baby-dr1ver]

Morning Cuddles with Javi?🥺

howdy anon! writing this drabble made me want javi sunggles :( 

Morning Snuggles 

Javier Peñaxreader 

pure fluff because I’m a firm believer that javier is soft in the morning.

The morming light of Columbia shone through the window of your apartment. You knew you needed to get up but, the sheets were soft and your personal space heater was keeping you warm and sleepy. You became concious of your boyfriend Javier when you heard a groan and felt a arm thrown over your waist. You smiled into your pillow before turning over to face Javier. You snuggled into his chest and laid your head in the crook of his neck, placing a gentle kiss there. His other arm went under your pillow, to lay under your head before you felt him reciprocate a kiss on your forehead.  

You both laid there for awhile before you remember you had work. “ we need to get up my love, we have work in an hour”  you said, sound muffled by the skin of his neck. At the thought of having to leave the bed, Javier groaned, loudly. “no” Now it was your turn to groan. “bebita, we don’t need to be in until 9:30, its 8:00, we aren’t leaving the bed” No no no no, you knew he could convince you to stay there, knowing you had an ass ton of work to do. He snuggled further into your body,  you could feel his chin atop of your head and his arm tighten around you, trying to keep the warmth, . You weren’t going to pretend like you didn’t appreciate Javiers morning sunggles. Who knew Javier Pena was so soft in the mormings?

“alright, five more minutes”

feel free to send me and ask or just random stuff!

[anissapierce]

I wish i could be nocturnal bc thts the Only time i get semi reliable internet but also my dads a light sleeper and shares a wall w me.... If i stayed up all night n slept until ten am (much less twelve) id get verbally berated the next morming

[pairofpujee]

oh dw dudes i thouGHT ABOUT IT heres the weirdgirl of the hour!!! what a silly little guy

[ IMG ID: An illustration with a lot of Phoenix Wright in different situations. This interpretation of Phoenix Wright is different from his usual ones. He has a light blue suit and dark brown pants. The drawing to the left has a design note saying: “Light blue suit over dark pants and a red tie = mess… he hasn’t found his style yet!” The drawing itself is Phoenix on a bike with a sandwich in his mouth. Because of the sandwich his speech is a bit slurred when he tries to say “Good morning chief” but says “Guud morming chiephh” instead. The next few drawings are of Phoenix looking worried and embarrassed, as well as a mini drawing of him being excited. To the far right is a mini Mia saying “try-hard”. The note under her says “one half of his suit is tucked and the other isn’t… he is Very Confused”. The drawing down-right is a little scene of Lana Skye giving information to Mia and Phoenix; Phoenix is writing down notes. Above them is a note that says “I know he doesn’t meet Lana until 1-5 but this is fun to imagine [broken heart]”. END ID ]

game set in the past w mia as the protag and lana as the detective pwease pwease pw

[hnrand-blog]

Lily Ann

By Hannah Randolph

“You touch her again you die!” I shout.

He grabs the top of my shirt, almost lifting me off my feet.

“Listen here boy. I am the man of this house so you follow my rules. I’m letting you live here when I can throw you out on the street. And don’t think you’re mom will do anything about it. She needs me, not you.”

He throws me down, I try to land of my feet but I loose my balance. He grabs my mothers wrists and pulls her into the bedroom. I can’t do anything now.

I walk down the hall to my sisters room. It’s not much, just an old toddler bed to small for her now. She turned five this year, old enough to have a bigger bed. When I walk into her room she’s playing with her one stuff animal, she calls bunny. Her bright blue eyes look up at me when I walk into her room.

“Lily Ann, it’s time for bed. Come to the bath room so I can brush your teeth.”

She looks at me and smiles through her thumb. She still sucks on it.

She walks over to me, safety blanket in hand, and raises her hands, signaling me to carry her. I lift her up and place her on my hip. I walk to her drawer and find her pajamas. Disney princess, her favorite, yet too small for her.

I carry her to the bathroom and place her on the toilet. The bathroom isn’t much, just an old toilet and a slightly broken sink. Beside the sink is a gross, never cleaned bath and shower combo that never has any warm water.

I walk to the sink and grab Lily’s toothbrush, I had to take care of her. She was never taught how.

“Okay Lily, open wide.”

She opens her mouth and I start to brush her teeth.

“How was school today?” I ask.

She responds with her mouth full of toothpaste. “I didn’t go. Russel said he didn’t feel like taking me.”

I look at her with anger in my eyes.

“Are you serious! You didn’t go to school today? Alight. This is fine. I’ll just have to take you myself from now on.”

She smiles. She’s always loved walking with me anywhere. I pick her back up and take her to my room. I only have a twin bed, but we’re both so skinny, we always manage to fit.

“Bubby, can you tell m about daddy?” She asks with the sweetest voice.

I look at her and sigh “Dad was a tough man, but even he opulent beat cancer. He anted to metyou before he died but he never got the chance. After he died and father you were born, mom me.”

I look over at Lily Ann. She’s almost fully asleep. I smile and kiss her on her forehead and wish her a goodnight.

I get off the bed, carefully not to wake Lily, and turn of the light. I grab an extra blanket from the closet and place it on the bed. We never have heating.

“Good night bubby. Get your beauty sleep so you can be a beautiful prince,” Lily says in a groggy voice.

“Goodnight princess,” I say as I snuggle her to sleep.

****

I wake up exactly at five in the morning. I have trained myself to wake up at that time. It’s the only time I can sneak out of the house without Russel noticing. I carefully get out of bed, so not to wake Lily, and walk to the bathroom. I hope in the shower as quick as I can and wash my body and hair. I then get out and brush my teeth. With a towel around my waist, I walk into the small, crappy kitchen. The dishes are piled sky high, and the fridge is practically empty, so we’ll have to eat breakfast at school. I walk back to my room and decide to get dressed before Lily Ann wakes up. I open my old chest of drawers and find a new pair of underwear and clothes for school.

“Lily. It’s time to wake up. We have to go to school.”

She slowly opens her eyes and smiles.

“Good morming Bubby.”

I smile at her as I lift her out of the bed.

“Now what do you want to wear today. How about your new dress I bought you. It’s your favorite color!” I say happily.

I finally gathered enough money from mowing the lawns of the upper class. I call them the royalty neighborhood. Once I collect the money, I debated what I should buy. I’ve always wanted a tv, or even just a small gaming cube. I decided against it however when I noticed Lily was getting to big for all her clothes. When I tried to bring this up with mom, she just looked and me.

“Russel handles all the money. I can’t buy Lily any clothes right now. Russel says we’re to tight on money,” she told me.

When I brought it up with Russel, all he did was scream at me, saying stuff like how Lily should be greatful for what she got. So I took my own money and bought Lily all new clothes and two new pairs of shoes.

“Bubby, we have to go soon! We going to be late.”

“Okay put your shoes on and let’s go princess.”

We both grab out book bags and head out the door.

****

“ASHTON!” I hear someone shout.

I turn my head to see who’s calling my name.

“James, how are you man,” is say.

“I’m good bud,” he says in his thick country accent, “and how is Miss Lily Ann doing?”

Lily Ann beside me giggled and buried her head in my arm. She’s always had a “crush” on James.

James is my best friend since kindergarten. He’s always been my best friend. We do everything together. When my dad died, and my mom married trashmaker Russel, his family practically let Lily Ann and I in. They feed us after school, let us play around the house, just basic, normal childhood stuff. James is a country boy, he always has on his cowboy boots and his low cut jeans. His shaggy brown hair is always in his face. His body is lean and a little muscular.

“Lily Ann, is that a new dress? Well don’t you look like a purty young lady,” he said, leaning his head to her. She giggled again.

“Alright, come on dude. We’ve got to get her and us to school.”

“Ugggh. Come on. Why can’t I spend some time with my favorite girl?”

“Because you can after school. You know, where we aren’t late,” I say, laughing while picking up Lily Ann and running.

“ HEY!” he screamed as he chased after us.

We ran all the way to Lily Ann’s preschool, laughing all the way.

“Alright dude,” James said, out of breath “you win. Goodbye Lily Ann. I’ll see you after school.”

“Bye-Bye Jams,” Lily Ann said as she walked in the doors.

“You know dude. Your sisters old enough to go to Kindergarten now. Instead of staying here with some three year olds,” James said to me smiling.

“Yeah well, try telling that to Russel. He already tells me that one kid is to much. He might take me out of school soon so he doesn’t have to pay anything that has to do with me.”

I turn my head to James. He isn’t smiling anymore. We’re both silent the whole way to school.

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