#raw motivation

[growthmasterylab]

Escape your comfort zone.

⚠️ Your comfort zone is your prison. It’s built from fear and padded with excuses.

If you want real freedom, stop avoiding discomfort.

Growth isn’t safe. But it is worth it.

🔗 Link in bio — escape the loop.

[vodid]

zero's pressure

[girl-trying-to-escape-reality]

Daily reminder

[fumifooms]

his flower...

Aww, from the signing doodle board and the Adventurer’s Bible long illustration… He likes flowers he likes shells, just a guy and his flower he picked from the side of the road, what’s not to love. Nature lover boy…

[thegoodmorningman]

I'm actually also accepting cash. Good Morning!!!

[mandyying]

studied so hard that even my textbook started asking me for a break ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ

[bloodyfries]

TGCF x Epic au

This might be incoherent and not make any sense because I'm just trying to get this down. For now all I have right now is just Xie Lain and not any other tgcf cast but I'll deal with that later.

Sometime during the end of Xie Lian's 2nd banishment he ends up in the ocean. Originally the plan was just to help some fisherman in exchange for food but a storm hit (just his luck) and he got thrown overboard. Next thing he knows he's waking up on the shore of an unfamiliar land

Logically this makes no sense and considering the world building differences in gods and monsters (ghosts too ig) that tgcf and epic are two separate worlds that Xie Lian just so happens to cross over.

Now for convenience I'm just going to say that Telemachus finds him when returning from some diplomatic mission (not the one from hold them down, we're not that far). Now while I do want XL and Athena to meet, Athena hasn't met telemachus yet. So, Telemachus (somehow) recognizes that Xie Lian is some kind of swordsman (even though he stopped using a sword after what happened in Yong-An, just role with it) and asks Xie Lian if he will train him in exchange for a place to stay. Xie Lian reluctantly agrees because, well, it's been a while since he had a decent meal

Cut to a little bit later (little wolf), Telemachus can hold his own a bit better then in cannon but Athena still steps in and along with quick thought and the bit of training from xl, Telemachus holds his own for a lot longer... though of course some other suitors step in because why would they ever fight fair. So, in steps Xie Lian and they actually win the scuffle (we'll say it wasn't a big group of suitors).

I don't think XL has been there long enough to already get into a fight and I think he knows that if he does try and fight them that it will end pretty bloody

Athena talk to both Telemachus and XL, intrigued by this mysterious fighter who looks to be younger then the prince yet masterfully skilled. I think Athena and Xie Lian would 100% get along, feeling rather similar in the failed teacher aspect. I do also believe that they would exchange information about each others worlds and Athena would convince XL that he should pick up a sword again (I like swords and I like Xie Lian, sue me)

Somewhere down the line XL is able to convince some suitors to become guards instead. They're faith in Antinous bruised after seeing him get beat up by the prince and some random teenager. Perhaps XL even convinces them that Penelope won't ever love them.

Hold them down and Odysseus still happen except they're a lot less because one, Ody has allies and two, less suitors

You might be wondering how XL gets back to his own world. Well, after OdyPen is reunited and safe (no more naughty suitors), Xie Lian’s work is done, he's not exactly needed, which becomes the catalyst first his third ascension (Don't worry about the logistics of Xie Lian ascending to his worlds heaven while in another world.)

For now that's all I got, perhaps more things happen that cause other tgcf cast members to end up in Epic, perhaps the story just goes on as it is without anymore mention of it outside of how it affected xl (and hence affected cannon)

I totally love the idea of this greatly affecting cannon somehow bur it not even coming up until well into post cannon

Hua Cheng trying to get out of calligraphy practice (xl isn't letting him flirt his way out but he knows how much his husband loves talking about swords): The craftsmanship of Gege's sword is very unique, would he perhaps te me where it's from?

Xie Lian: Oh, a goddess from another world gifted it to me

Hua Cheng:

[anj-does-stuff]

For the Fanfic/Author Ask Game: 1. Write a scene from [insert fic] in another character’s POV

If you don't mind terribly, I'd love to have a Kakashi POV from "Farewell Wanderlust"!

Aight, I got you friend 💪 I'll put it under a cut for ya

Funny story: the last chapter of Farewell Wanderlust will be from Kakashi's POV

All it took was one moment of distraction for his targets to gut him like a fish. Kakashi panted in the open air as he dragged his failing body through the forest and away from the corpses of Tani-bound shinobi that marked his pursuers. Someone would come for them when they didn’t return at first light, and he needed to distance himself before then. Blood trailed sluggishly between his fingers as he compressed his wound with failing strength, and eventually, his body refused to go another step. He supported himself on the nearest tree and slid down, cursing his weakness as he fumbled for his medkit with his free hand. It was times like this that Kakashi regretted never learning medical ninjutsu. Part of him wrongly assumed that Rin would always be there to patch him up.

There was a scent in the air that kept tugging at his thoughts. He couldn’t place it. It was enough to pull him from his fight earlier, and he could blame it for the nasty gash in his abdomen. Oh well. It is what it is.

Something moved. He thought nothing of it at first. Then that scent was there, faint but inviting, screaming familiarity. Branches parted, dead leaves crunched underfoot. Kakashi tensed as a darkened silhouette passed through the underbrush. He slipped his finger into the ring of the kunai in his back pouch, and waited.

The stranger approached him, and Kakashi flinched away. Dim moonlight hugged the man’s back, assuring Kakashi that he wasn’t in uniform.

Kakashi must have died. It was the only explanation for the wonderful, nostalgic scent sweeping the forest. He breathed it in, and calm washed over him, dulling the blinding pain in his abdomen. 

“Don’t move, okay? I gotcha?”

One hand curled around his back, and another pressed against the burning heat of his wound. The soothing warmth of medical ninjutsu spread against his stomach, radiating out to his limbs, and he felt his body sew itself shut, bit by bit.

“You’re lucky I’ve dabbled in medical ninjutsu,” the stranger teased. “Otherwise, you’d be fucked.”

Someone was talking to him, but he didn’t know who. His head was a fog of nostalgia, a name tugging at his thoughts that he ought not to say. Finally, he opened his eyes, trying to settle them on the blurry figure hunched over him. “You’re…”

The man slapped his leg, chastising him. “You move before I’m done, and I’ll rip it back open myself. Go on. Test me.”

Kakashi obeyed, keeping still as the man worked. Slowly, he fought through his cotton thoughts, and remembered where he was. As his vision cleared, he took in the scars on the right side of the man’s face with the clarity of his Sharingan, and the missing left eye that felt so achingly familiar. “Can’t be…”

“If you say one stupid thing, just one. Piss me off one time, and I’m leaving you for dead. Try it.”

Kakashi said nothing in the half hour it took for the man to treat him. Though the technique lacked Rin’s prowess, the edges of the gash were sealed over, and it felt safe to move.

The stranger leaned back and nodded. “Alright, cool. We’re done here. Now, how will you be paying? Cash or cheque?”

Payment, huh? Kakashi sat up, wincing, and rifled through his pockets. He pulled out the rest of his mission fund, a pouch filled with ryō, and offered it.

“It was a fucking joke. By the sage, why are all of you like this?”

He knew. But that man saved him from a painful journey home, and the scent in the air urged him to listen. Kakashi didn’t need the money. He would survive off ration bars until he reached Konoha. So, he placed the pouch in his saviour’s hand, curling his fingers around it.

A sole Sharingan eye watched him through the dark. It can’t be, he reminded himself. It can’t be, but it was.

The man crouched with his back to Kakashi, looking extremely put-out as he rolled his eyes. “Hop on. I have a camp set up nearby. You can’t stay here, and you can’t be up and moving on your own yet. Doctor’s orders.”

He was rougher than Kakashi remembered, a biting edge to his voice that his memories lacked.

“Come on,” the man growled. “If I was going to do something, I would have done so while you were bleeding to death, don’t ya think?”

For all the annoyance in his voice, there was a quality to him that was unmistakable. He extended a hand even as he complained, and to Kakashi, it was all the proof he needed.

Kakashi wrapped his arms around the stranger’s neck and settled against his back. Hands hooked around his legs, leveraging them up, and as they walked through the forest, he wondered if he found the Pure Lands.

Obito was dead. But with every foul word that passed that man’s lips, and every teasing remark shared between them, his confidence grew. Though he felt different, almost like someone else, there was a quality to him that Kakashi couldn’t deny.

That man was Obito. And if this was a dream, Kakashi hoped never to wake.

[sun-marie]

omg fenris reunion comic if nobody asked yet please!

ooh, so the first attempt at this fenhawke reunion scene, more of an expanded comic, from way before Veilguard was even announced. I had a physical sketchbook that had the initial layout in it, which I actually cannot find right now, but I do have the script I planned to use, where basically the letter narrates Fenris coming back to Kirkwall to Merrill's home, before ending with the actual reunion. As far as any tangible art, this was as far as I got:

WIP Titles Ask Game <3

[queenielacy]

If WWE was brave, they’d have Seth turn on Cody at Wrestlemania by hitting Cody in the back with a steel chair. Seth would then look over at Roman and say something like “Our story is finished” before walking off and allowing Roman to win

[theoneswelost]

How do I live when you are constantly in my mind? I wake up dreaming about you, dreaming that I’m so close to touching you, holding you, kissing you. I see you from a distance, running toward you, but then something pulls me back.

Is it because our time has passed? Is it because we lost the chance to be together? Is it because you’ve already moved on while I’m still stuck in your memories, wishing that one day we’ll meet again?

Hope is the only thing I have.

[girl-trying-to-escape-reality]

Do not lose hope, please believe that there are a thousand beautiful things waiting for you. Sunshine comes to all who feel rain.

[solradguy]

Interlude 08 was such a drag but it had to be done. Interlude chapter 09 is happening already. Can you believe it? I am putting that bad guy back into more situations and it hasn't even been 6 months between updates yet. There are going to be women. There are going to be guns. Someone might die. Things might get lit on fire. I'm hoping there might be an explosion but you know what. Do you want to know a secret

I haven't planned a damn thing that's happened in this fic. I'm just making this shit up as it goes. What's gonna happen next? I dunno, but we are going to find out together

[motivationallif3styl3]

[breadandcircusandallthatjazz]

There really is not much motivation in the Rollins Reed feud beyond simply deciding they want to kill each other and going 230% in on it and I truly love that for them

[stitchedmelancholy]

Each tomorrow comes with dread, but there’s comfort in knowing the curtain call could be mine to command.