It calls itself Jimothy, in a voice that bypasses the ears entirely. It seems very proud of this Human Name.
On all fours, it’s roughly the size of a horse.
Its skin (?) is a black that reflects so little light that it looks more like a nightmare-shaped hole in the world than an actual creature.
Despite looking like, let me state this again for emphasis, a goddamn nightmare, Jimothy is probably the most benign of the Fair Folk who show up regularly around campus over the last decade or so (they come and go).
It has virtually no interest in the favortrade, it very very rarely takes offense to anything, and it doesn’t seem to mind being seen. It’s attitude towards the students is best described as vague disinterest.
It’s not entirely clear that it understands human hand gestures (thumbs up, finger guns, peace signs), but it does its level best to mimic them back at you, and seems delighted about it.
It fuckin loves plastic jewel beads. It exclusively buys them with its own teeth.
Anyone who has been close enough to make this trade will tell you that the teeth go all the way down. There are more teeth lining this thing’s mouth and throat than from the outside it appears to have mouth and throat.
Jimothy is a particular favorite among science-minded students of the Forbidden Major, as its teeth are both the easiest biological material from Elsewhere to acquire and the safest to own, being fairly purchased.
It follows that in a heavily, heavily salted room on the third floor of the chemistry building, students of the forbidden major carry out experiments on the teeth. They have discovered nothing useful yet.
A few of the cannier students wonder why Jimothy is so content to bargain away pieces of itself, when such a thing is so taboo among the rest of the Gentry that even asking for a lock of hair can bring fierce, sudden punishment upon you. Most write it off as an oddity. They are not entirely wrong.
Due to its laid back attitude and apparently harmless quirks, it’s regarded with a kind of cautious affection by Involved students.
Okay but like hear me out, The Paladins singing iconic Disney songs:
They could just be on a mission in there lions with nothing to say until someone breaks the silence.
Lance: “Let’s get down to business!”
Hunk: “To defeat!”
Everyone except Keith yell in unison.
Lance and Keith together in the blue lion when Keith’s lion malfunctioned.
Lance: Smug look.
Keith: “……Do not-”
Lance: “I can show you the world-”
Keith: “I don’t wanna see it.”
Pidge getting ready in the bathroom.
Pidge: Looks deeply into the mirror, faintly pressing her hand against it. “Who is that girl I see…staring straight…back at me?…Why is my reflection someone I don’t know?…
Lance staring out the window into space, thinking of his home.
Lance: “I wanna be where the people are…I wanna see, wanna see ‘em dancin’. Walkin’ around on those- What do you call ‘em?”
Keith: Passing by looking confused. “Uh, feet?”
Lance: Clenches his fist as he skips a couple of lyrics. “Up where they walk! Up where they run! Up where they stay all day in the sun! Wanderin’ free, wish I could be, part of that world!
Shiro getting ready for the day in his room.
Shiro: Fixing his hair, talking to his reflection. “Wait and see, when I’m through. Boys will gladly go to war with you. With good features and a great hairdo, I’ll bring honor to us all.” He then starts getting his eyeliner ready. “When I’m through, I won’t fail. Like a cherry blossom, soft and pale. With winged eyeliner that could impale. I’ll bring honor to us all.”
Everyone outside his door listening before joining in.
Lance: “Please bring honor to us!”
Hunk: “Please bring honor to us!”
Pidge: “Please bring honor to us!”
Keith: “Please bring honor to us.”
Everyone including Shiro: “Please bring honor to us all!”
likes to fall deeply in love with incredibly insecure people and have an explosively passionate, yet volatile relationship... but hey at least it's interesting
likes to pretend they're so heartless that they don't even know how to fall in love, fails terribly every time
likes to fall in (and out of) love with anyone and everyone that crosses their path, multiple times a day. confuses all their friends (and themselves tbh) to the point of not even listening when they talk about love
does not like to fall in love, does it very grudgingly, throws adorable temper tantrum when they get called out on it, sulks, repeat
falls in love rarely. completely, 100%, OH MY GOD BARBARA CALL THE POLICE stuck in love when they do. painful to watch honestly, but shit it's cute
likes to fall in love with nerds. every. single. time.
likes to fall in love way too fast and make a complete fool of their weirdo selves trying to woo their unsuspecting prey (endearing and surprisingly successful)
likes to bullshit their way through multiple "serious" relationships for years and years until one day they realize that they're in love w their gross best friend... but in a cute way
likes to fall in love from afar and watch the object of their desire go about their daily life, hoping senpai will magically notice them in their quiet little world of reflection
falls madly in love, shows it, "JESUS WHAT HAVE I DONE", terrifies self and lover with erratic, confused behavior, takes it all back, runs away, pines for months, tries to be friends again and act like nothing happened (until alcohol attacks)
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likes to fall in love with people who have fallen in love with them, basks in love's glow for a few months, realizes they just needed attention, formulates an escape plan
I wanted something more general and quietly supportive for the day-to-day for my first spell bottle, but a motivational one is definitely on my list. In this one, however, there is:
Himalayan rock salt for grounding
Rosemary for mental clarity
Cinnamon for protection
Dried lavender flowers for peace
Pink rose petals for sweetness and love
Pink wax for self-love
As I added each ingredient I said aloud its purpose. I sat with the stopper off for a little bit as I reflected on how I’ve been feeling lately and then began writing down my intentions and focusing on the bottle (I feel like it’s more tangible and powerful for me when I write things down somewhere). I then put the cork in and dipped it in the wax ~five times to get thick and even coverage over the top.
I’m incredibly proud! It sits on my desk when I’m at home and I put it in a separate pouch in my bag just in case the glass bottle breaks or the wax gets scraped too much.
I hope this was helpful or inspiring for you to make your own everyday bottle
Can you do a prompt where Magnus and Alec are doing the rune thing that jace and the girl were doing so I can focus on malec instead lmao
ok so i thought very long and hard about how to write this, so i hope you like it as much as i do
There was barely light in the room, but what little light there was reflected off Alec in the most wondrous of ways. Magnus took it all in, lying on his side, staring at Alec without shame. He was taking nothing for granted. Alec was lying on his back rather than his side, with his head turned so he could look back at Magnus. Every once and a while, Alec’s eyelids would flutter, shutting for a few brief moments before he would open them again. His lips would part and he would press Magnus’ hand to his chest over his heart, and breathe so gently.
It was the most magical thing Magnus ever experienced, these moments, and that was saying a lot considering he was a warlock.
The after-sex feeling was not one that Magnus enjoyed or hated. In his experience, it really depended on who you were with, how you felt, and how good the sex was. There were a lot of things to be taken into account in the effects of the afterglow of sex.
I have a friend who normalizes 1000 calories a day without realizing how unhealthy that is, some other friend can eat only an apple then go for a run, then think it’s okay cause she’ll have some dinner after, another friends diet consist only of twinkies and chips and quesadillas, but the 3 of them are skinny, so their health will never be questioned, their physical appearance is your average ideal of beauty, so they will completely pass as healthy people, even if they are lacking on nutrients, even if they are rotting inside, even if they suffer anemia without even knowing it.
But I have cellulite, and I have big hips, and my belly shows, and my arms are not toned, so I’m not healthy, doesn’t matter if I exercise daily and I get my daily rations of veggies, doesn’t matter if my doctors say I’m okay, doesn’t matter if my diet is supervised by a nutritionist, because I’m fat, and since I’m fat I’m on the path of a heart disease, i must be a ticking time bomb waiting to explode with blood pressure and any kind of diabetes.
Because this society doesn’t give a fuck about your health, because assholes don’t wanna say “I will give you shit because you are not pleasant to me” so they will give you the “health” card in order to make you feel shitty, because no matter how much effort and care someone puts on learning of and improving their health there will always gonna be idiots who think they are entitled to comment on your body, and now they wanna disguise it as being concerned about health, health? you don’t care about health, you care about what you think is appeasing to you, in fact people commenting on health probably know shit about medical issues, but still is gonna find a way to try and make others feel insecure.
5.7.16+1:26pm // 50/100 days of productivity // made a little reflections spread because a chapter in my life is almost over.. got so nostalgic! and it didn’t help that i was listening to the season 5 doctor who soundtrack ugh.