#unpuzzles

[asmuchasidliketo]

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Answer the questions and tag 9 people you want to know better

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Last song listened to: Not taking in account what I hear at work, it was L'amour à la plage by Les Fatals Picards

Currently reading: The Long Road Begins at Home by owlet, since I never got to finish it

Currently watching Currently crafting: I don't have a TV and I don't watch anything unless I'm sick and stuck at home. The current craft is a paper garland to use at the store I work at, since the current one is getting a little too short. Then it's back to sewing.

Currently obsessed with: Simon Tatham's Portable Puzzle Collection

Tagging without pressure: @kraglynn @an-autistic-with-personhood @lady-lich @i-forgot-what-i-was-saying @mauve-bric-a-brac @reallygoodguacamole @ave-ari @ultradevotedlycraftybouquet @aislingdmdt

[lunefrog]

"More than a simple book of magical plant virtues, this work is become the flesh of the Eternal Garden itself, portal unto a means of daily living; a pilgrimage of empowered interaction with the spirit world. As such, its power lies not so much in the vessels of word and image that binds this Rose Garden, but in the contemplation of their contents, and the wise application of their teaching."

-Daniel Schulke, Viridarium Umbris

[filga]

UnPuzzle: Block Puzzle Tap Away Gameplay Part 1 All Levels 1 to 100 Android, iOS

[roturo]

Gojo Satoru who’s beginning to fall in love with his sugar baby!

read pt 1 before continuing.

As you slept soundly beside him, Gojo stared at the ceiling, the silence of the room amplifying his internal struggle. He reached for his phone again, scrolling aimlessly through messages, trying to distract himself. He considered messaging another of his reliable sugar babies, seeking a familiar escape.

In the days spent together, Gojo had learned things about you he had never thought to ask his other girls. Your favorite books, the way you liked your coffee, the stories behind your scars—small details that painted a fuller picture of who you were. It had always been clear that this was just an arrangement, a job with no strings attached. Talking about the other sugar babies had never been an issue for either of you.

But for the string to tense, it needs both sides to feel, but as stubborn he is, he never pulled the car off the road to the lookout, if so he would have followed his fears all the way down and choose what he really wants. 

The weight of his phone in his hand grew heavier, and with a sigh, he set it aside. Getting up from the bed, giving you one last glance before he starts to get ready and leave this time. The thought of reaching out to someone else felt wrong, a betrayal not just to you but to himself. He was beginning to see that what he felt for you was different, deeper. But acknowledging that meant facing his fears, his insecurities, and the possibility of real emotional connection.

As weeks passed, Gojo Satoru was just starting to become a stranger whose laugh you could recognize anywhere, the moments of passion now turned into his rage being dumped into you while he fucked you. Saying your name over and over again like if he stopped you would disappear from his embrace. 

Gojo Satoru glared at you, his eyes dark and full of fury. "Strip," He commanded, his voice rough as he stared at your beautiful body in somewhat awe with the new lingerie set he bought for you. 

You hesitated for a moment, the tension in the room palpable, before complying, peeling off your clothes. Gojo's gaze raked over your body, his expression with a hint of satisfaction and doubt.

"On top of the bed. Get on your knees," He growled, his voice monotone. 

You did as he commanded, your heart pounding in your chest. The air was thick with the tension between you, he couldn’t stop the feeling of loss. 

Gojo's hand grabbed the back of your head, forcing you back into a kneeling position. "I'm going to fuck you now, and I suggest you to enjoy it," He warned, his fingers digging into your scalp.

You shuddered, your body trembling under his anger. Gojo's cock was hard and ready, his size intimidating. He positioned himself behind you, his hands gripping your hips tightly.

With a hard thrust, he entered you from behind, his size stretching you in a way that left you gasping. "God, you're so tight," He growled, his voice thick with lust and need.

Gojo began to move, his hips slamming into you with brutal force. You cried out, your body arching under his rough handling. His hands gripped your hips, his nails digging in.

"Take it, sugar," He snarled, his thrusts harsh and unforgiving. "Make sure you remember this when you’re fucking another guy that isn’t me."

You whimpered, your body quivering under his rough treatment. Gojo's anger fueled as he thought of you being with someone else, each thrust stronger than the last. You clenched your fists, your body trembling under the onslaught.

His hand cupped your breast, his thumb rolling your nipple teasingly. "You like this, don't you?” He asked, his voice laced with venom. “You like to unpuzzle me piece by piece right?”

"What?..." you whispered, your body growing tense with the mixture of confusion and pleasure.

He smirked, his hips jerking faster. "Sshit," he growled, his grip on you tightening. "Enjoy it while it lasts."

The room echoed with the sounds of your sex, the cries and moans of pleasure and pain intertwining. Gojo's riled up emotions fueled his thrusts, his own pleasure nearing its climax. "Cum for me, you little tease," He spat, his eyes never leaving you.

Your moans grew louder, your body trembling under his aggressive actions. You were at his mercy, your body aching for release. "Gojo, I...I can't take it anymore," you panted, your nails digging into the mattress.

Gojo's eyes darkened with hunger as he watched your reaction. "Good, then let it all out," he growled, his hips slamming into yours, his need for you clear in each thrust.

Your moans grew louder, your nails digging into the floor, your body arching off the bed as the pleasure built like a tidal wave. "Satoru, I...I need you to claim me, completely," you panted, your need for him overpowering any sense of control you still had.

Gojo's eyes blazed with an indescribable emotion as he watched your body writhe beneath him.

It’s been a while since your last encounter, and he couldn’t stop himself from visiting you again after he went shopping supposedly for his other sugar babies but ended up considering which clothes, jewels, and things would look good on you or in your apartment. It was like airplane mode once he finished up shopping and went straight to your home, opening the door with the shared key you gave him. 

Ever since he tried to distract himself from you, your body, your smell, your smile, your eyes, he has found himself going anywhere he wants, just not home.

He has lost someone once, and he couldn’t risk losing the new piece of emotion he found in the darkest place of his interior, Deciding to set it away and be as far as possible from it. But something wrapped all of his past mistakes in barbed wire, setting a string that pulled him out of strangers arms into coming back to you.

 Every single time.

So when he knocked on your door, willing to throw away every second thought of insecurity, fuck even considering to stop being a sorcerer to spend all his time devoted to you, his biggest fear.

He could go back in time and change it, never meet you, but he can’t. So if the chain is on your door, he understands. But this is him swallowing his pride, standing in front of you, saying sorry for interrupting you with another man. 

A/N: pt3? really turn this into a serie?

tag: @staruus @bloopsstuff

[geddyqueer]

i am hustling on this dinosaur puzzle because i need to clean off the table before people come over tomorrow at 4:30 and i like to have at least 12 hours to admire my completed puzzle before unpuzzling it and returning it to its box HOWEVER i keep piecing together dinosaurs and going "tch... historically inaccurate... these lived millions of years apart..." which is slowing me down

[parachutingkitten]

Not sure if you are still taking asks but I wanted to know if you ever wondered why the writers wanted to give Wu a love interest at any cost (i.e. the cost of both Misako and even his own characterization at points, to say nothing of Garmadon's S4 arc and validity of the marriage he shares with Misako). Wu having a romantic relationship didn't serve the story well and they could have just done what they did with Cole for the rest on the series (ignoring the S3 love triangle).

So your question is... if I've even questioned the old people love triangle? THE old people love triangle. Yes my dear friend, it has haunted me for years. I haven’t been able to crack it. It's not like it's a small thing either- it was a sizable part of season 2. It's a major subplot in season 4. It never gets resolved. It never goes away. It is strangely ever-present and dominating in this action show for small children. I don't know what possessed them to say "yes, the marriage struggles of people who have been alive for thousands of years, and yet have somehow only found one girl they liked. That's what kids want to see!"

It never serves a meaningful purpose. It never gives us any satisfaction. It is not a part of the plot which should logically be there. I'm afraid I have not been able to unpuzzle this one my friend.

Unless of course one of the writers kinda saw him as a self insert

[justatypicalwizard]

Hi! I was wondering if you could do the same concept (Sanemi w/ reader from present era), but with the other Hashiras? I don’t know if your requests are on at the moment, forgive me if it’s not !! 🥲

With my requests it depends. I have a very inconsistent schedule so it’s a lottery whether I have time and energy to do a request or not. I think I didn’t state that in my main post, about time to do it.

Nonetheless HCs are quick and fun to make so I’ll be more than happy to do this one.

Shinobu

She’s more than interested in your phone. She’s naturally a very analytical person so when she has the opportunity to see something new she’ll never miss it.

Shinobu is the most interested in all of your health apps. When you tell her that you had a watch that was connected to your phone and sent data about your steps taken, heart rate, kilometres run etc., she’s mesmerised.

No wonder that people in your times live longer when you have all this help. 

Yet, she’s kinda concerned. When she sees the sheer amount of apps on your phone and when you tell her about how many people in your time have such devices she gets an uneasy feeling. Would you manage without it? Well, you’re doing it right now, with the phone nothing more than a sad reminder of all that you’ve lost but still… she stares at the small device with an unpuzzled look and at the end of the day you don’t know whether she liked it or not. 

One thing for sure with Shinobu here. Even if she can’t decide whether she likes such invigilation, when you tell her about modern medicine, life saving technology, specialised people, unimaginable things that one can do to save another life…

Shinobu turns to the partly opened door, facing the darkness outside. She has a small, knowing smile. All of your stories assured her that what she fights for is worth it.

Tengen

Duh, that man is down for music. Even if the speakers in your phone are not the best, he's so interested in what you have saved in Spotify.

How can it be that so many songs are stuck in that small device, how did they do it? Those new sounds and melodies.

He starts to overenthusiastically ask you about your favourite music style, how it was invented, what artists do it, why do you like it, what’s it characterised by. Like with a small child, the questions never end.

Luckily, you remembered that when this world sucked you in you had your earphones in your pocket. Only when you bring them to Tengen can he really experience what modern music is like.

He’s interested in something fast and electronic first coming (with your help) to the conclusion that the bass is juicy. Nonetheless, he enjoys pretty much anything that you suggest.

Unfortunately the amount of your downloaded songs is limited so that’s all you can show him but at least you can tell him about the instruments that people came up with.

Tengen doesn’t have any deeper thoughts about your phone apart from what you showed him. When you showed him various apps at the beginning he spotted that you quickly closed one of them and kinda hid some things before him. 

The man figured out that this device is somehow a part of your privacy and that’s not something to pry on.

Mitsuri

She was quick to spot the same thing as Tengen but unlike him she started to ask questions. It was hard to resist her big puppy eyes. It also felt safe and fun to talk to her about your exes and crushes.

You quickly became a giggling mess when you shower her photos and texts, narrating about your previous life.

She was very interested in how people dated in your world so you filled her up on everything.

Mitsuri was fascinated by the amount of freedom and lack of boundaries that you could have. She actually wished the same for herself as it was suffocating to live in such a strict community.

Watch her fall down from her seat when she hears about Tinder.

You can’t really show her but you can tell her how it looks and Mitsuri asks you a couple of times whether you’re not making fun of her.

It’s like matchmaking but you’re free to do whatever you want. Amazing. 

You two smile and giggle at the dumb little things and snicker quietly about how Obanai’s profile would look like. 

Rengoku

Subway surfers.

Pou.

Some other old games that you never uninstalled and thank gods. 

This man is clicking and poking and talking to that Pou hard. He’s quick to use your phone as soon as you let him.

It amazes him how the screen reacts to his fingers. You did tell him how it works but deep down in his head he kinda thinks it’s magic.

You can actually play turns with him, try to see who will win in the various small games. 

Unfortunately, Rengoku being a slayer has damn good reaction time and soon you’re overpowered by his fast fingers.

He actually beat you in your own game.

Gyomei

He’s blind.

He’s a monk.

Wasn’t interested.

Giyuu

While everyone took their turns to play with your phone he just watched from the back, glanced from behind shoulders, listened to conversations. 

He doesn’t feel right with asking you about anything and he doesn’t want to disturb you.

It’s only when you specifically ask him whether he would like to try he tells you the truth. 

Giyuu doesn’t need much to entertain him and the same goes with playing with your phone. He’s swiping through the main pages, locking and unlocking.

Did he accidentally take a photo of himself? 

Yes and now he sees it on the screen, his face from below. Giyuu doesn’t know how to delete it and he’s starting to feel overwhelmed.

You do have photos of them, you just took them some time ago but this one… this one doesn’t look good. 

Giyuu never sees himself from that angle and he feels like crying inside when that photo is still pasted on the screen.

You didn’t recognise that something is wrong yet but you sure will when you ask him for the phone back. Then you’ll see it. Oh no.

Giyuu holds the phone close to his chest trying to think about something but he’s helpless. Finally, when you turn to him and he hands you back the phone…

“What?!” You start to laugh when you unlock the screen. Giyuu crumbles in his form slightly and you see he’s tensed. “Okay, come here.”

You scoop closer to him holding the phone under your face. You take a photo of both of you from below and now you’re both stuck in that weird angle on your screen.

“Don’t worry, I did that all the time.” You whisper to the man. 

Okay that's all. I left out Muichiro and Obana cuz I don't really feel like writing them, never did. Sorry to all lovers of thse two.

[autisticarchive]

History of the Infinity Symbol

The most commonly recognized symbol for neurodiversity is an infinity symbol-typically a rainbow-colored one, but sometimes in a number of other colors as well. The symbol has a rather interesting history behind it that seems to be relatively little-known.

The earliest use of the infinity symbol in the context of autism can be traced back to 2004, with the web forum Aspies for Freedom.

It's used to represent all forms of neurodivergence, and the infinite diversity of human brains. Their forums are no longer active, but they have an instant messaging channel known as ChatAutism that people still use, including their founders. The infinity symbol was designed by Amy Nelson. Someone on Tik Tok found ChatAutism and confirmed this with Amy a while back. (side note: the autistic rights movement did not start with Aspies for Freedom. It started with Autism Network International in the early 1990s.) The logo for AFF used the infinity symbol, along with various other graphics Amy made for the site. Allegedly, the rainbow infinity symbol was inspired by a rainbow mobius strip Camille Clark of oddizms made as an alternative symbol to the puzzle piece for autism awareness, pictured below.

The symbol wasn't really used outside of Aspies for Freedom for about seven years. It's Tumblr where it really began to take off as the neurodiversity symbol. The mostly commonly used variant of the symbol was a redesign, posted in 2011. A little later, the unpuzzled site Bev Harp ran had a blog post that got shared on Thinking Person's Guide to Autism's Facebook page that also mentioned the rainbow infinity symbol as a proposed alternative to the puzzle piece. From there, it started to become much more widely used in the autistic self-advocacy community-though interestingly, is not used as the main logo of any of the flagship neurodiversity organizations, namely ASAN, AWN, and the previously mentioned TPGA. Some organizations nowadays use it, and it's becoming more widely adapted as a popular autism symbol, but it was relatively obscure for a while after its creation. There are many symbols used within the context of autism and neurodiversity. The infinity symbol happens to be one of the most well known. I may detail the origins of other symbols in the future. For now, happy Autism Acceptance Month!

[salt-apple]

cornflower

unpuzzled vers

[stellaridegifs]

I love your analyze on Stella's love language and I think you are very on point. What do you think Kelly's love language is?

There’s the love language you want to receive, and the love language you give, and they aren’t always the same.

Kelly is a complex man to unpuzzle haha. But from the eleven seasons we’ve gotten to know him, I would say Kelly needs words of affirmation and acts of service to feel loved. This is the love he needs, but not necessarily the love he gives.

Kelly takes to heart everything Stella says and thinks about him, for better or worse. But I have to say I think the main reason Stella has left such a deep impression on Kelly’s heart is that she’s always been there for him, even when they weren’t romantically involved—even as friends, she’s always been there. He doesn’t ever voice it, but he longs for emotional support, and she gives it to him.

Of course, I could just be making all this up and the writers don’t even think about love languages haha

[buh-dass]

You were here,

When i was far lost in my mind.

But now when i have unpuzzled it all,

You are long gone away.

The time, Our time, The moments,Our moments

Were all in my heart.(They are still)

But now they are just mere memories,

Because you are long gone away.🤍🌷

[theunpuzzleproject]

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[sundaynightservice]

The secrets of God

mankind cannot unpuzzle,

not one miracle.

.

D W Eldred

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

from Diane Ackerman’s writings today— Deep down, we know our devotion to reality is just a marriage of convenience, and we leave it to the seers, the shamans, the ascetics, the religious teachers, the artists among us to reach a higher state of awareness, from which they transcend our rigorous but routinely analyzing senses and become closer to the raw experience of nature that pours into the unconscious, the world of dreams, the source of myth. ....Our several senses, which feel so personal and impromptu, and seem at times to divorce us from other people, reach far beyond us. They’re an extension of the genetic chain that connects us to everyone who has ever lived; they bind us to other people and to animals, across time and country and happenstance. ....It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery. However many of life’s large, captivating principles and small, captivating details we may explore, unpuzzle, and learn by heart, there will still be vast unknown realms to lure us. If uncertainty is the essence of romance, there will always be enough uncertainty to make life sizzle and renew our sense of wonder. It bothers some people that no matter how passionately they may delve, the universe remains inscrutable. “For my part,” Robert Louis Stevenson once wrote, “I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move.” The great affair, the love affair with life, is to live as variously as possible, to groom one’s curiosity like a high-spirited thoroughbred, climb aboard, and gallop over the thick, sun-struck hills every day. Where there is no risk, the emotional terrain is flat and unyielding, and, despite all its dimensions, valleys, pinnacles, and detours, life will seem to have none of its magnificent geography, only a length. It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.

[comeuptomycl0ud]

tightly bound to longing

caught in obsolete entrapment

can’t recall the affection of vulnerability

the times that you believed in me

a plain sight walks behind a concealed trail

fragmented, unpuzzled

pink, yellow flowers resting on the counter, they are dry

i sing here, i sleep here

and you are what you are

[bluebeetle]

anyways im gonna go back to bed but i had a dream last night where i was sebastian vael from dragon age of all people ghfhgfhg its what i get for writing him a bunch ig.

i dont remember the specifics a ton but it was him and a group of various people fighting some evil mage necromancer. Sera from DAI was there and she was literally the only person who liked Sebastian which was kinda funny, everyone else thought he was a preachy dick at best and a huge irredeemable asshole at worst, but they kept him around for his bow skills. He was well aware he was the Hated Member of the group but had given up on getting people to like him--even somewhat playing into it when dealing with everyone because it was easier.

Sera however saw through this and decided she kinda liked him, or at least unpuzzling him.

anyways he and Sera were important in defeating the guy they were fighting, and all was good bc Sera had decided that Sebastian really wasn’t so bad... until he revealed he was going to return to Starkhaven to become ruler and she was like “ick gross rich nobility >( “ (for what it was worth Seb seemed apologetic about not telling her until then bc he liked being treated Normal)

also at one point the bow wasn’t useful on a corpse that was brought back but the power of Faith and a Holy necklace at least kept Sebastian alive and it repelled until Sera saved his ass, it was so cheesy.