admire.inspire

They could either be a lover or a hater ❤️✖️

O céu sempre me encantou. Desde pequena olhava para aquela imensidão azulada, cheia de nuvens bem branquinhas que me traziam paz. Não sei de que parte gostava mais, se era da cor azul, se era do arco-íris, que de vez em quando aparecia, ou se era a minha incrível curiosidade de saber como que existia tudo aquilo. Hoje, já maior, percebo que a minha admiração pelo céu não diminuiu ou se perdeu, mas resistiu ao tempo e cresce a cada dia. Pelo menos, de uma coisa eu tenho certeza. Quando me perguntarem do que mais gosto no céu, vou responder: “Eu gosto do Criador dele.”
—  Floriu
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Harry and the crew at the Jimmy Kimmel soundcheck. 

Because that’s what Harry does; spreading the love, kindness and humor - to everyone.

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“It’s like this story has just been sitting in my brain for years, taking up space. Nothing I’ve ever written has been this easy.”

Often people said you shouldn’t set your limit, but i think it’s ok to have it. I mean if you are the one setting the limit, don’t set it where it is achievable, you just need to set it further ahead. That’s the reason why i wrote [ beyond my ideal ] , setting my limit further and try to go beyond the ideal.
—  Yuzuru Hanyu
Venus Signs

Venus is the planet of love, relationships and friendships and gives us insight as to the qualities that we admire in others but also the ideal nature of our connections. Along with this, planets in the fifth and seventh houses can give indications as to our relationships with others, as well as the sign on the seventh house cusp.

Venus in Aries: These individuals likely crave the rough and tumble traits of others, the impulsive and sparky elements. They likely enjoy heated, somewhat argumentative relations, yet with a boldness and the spirit of adventure. This is a passionate and initially intense energy.

Venus in Taurus: These individuals likely crave stable and tender relationships, where enjoying the physical environment can be a shared, sensual experience. They likely admire the determined, loyal and grounded energy of others, people that they can feel safe and familiar with. 

Venus in Gemini: These individuals likely enjoy the light-hearted and humorous traits of others, the intellect and charisma, a much more cerebral energy. These relationships are often changeable, comedic and can even be somewhat sweet if not odd at times.

Venus in Cancer: These individuals enjoy devotion and a full heart, where there is a soul to soul connection and a certain sensitivity. They likely admire the supportive, compassionate and nurturing traits of others, people they can feel that they find a home in.

Venus in Leo: This is a placement that seeks full fledged adoration and dedication, a generosity with both time and affection. People with Venus in Leo likely seek friends and partners that are bold, vivacious and full of a light and loving spirit.

Venus in Virgo: People with this placement know the value of the small things in life, the small gestures of kindness and helpfulness, so while these connections may be at least at first reserved, they often bloom into something that resembles devotion, helpfulness and groundedness, a supportive energy.

Venus in Libra: This is a placement that seeks communication and connection in relationships, where they can enjoy the finer side of life together. People with this placement likely admire the peace-keeping, intellectual and fair traits of others.

Venus in Scorpio: People with this placement seek connections that are very close, yet there is a need for boundaries and privacy too, where secrets should not and cannot be delved into. Yet, as time passes, they may find people that bring their own worries or feelings of shame into the light, much like a liberator.

Venus in Sagittarius: These individuals seek lightheartedness and freedom in connections, where there is a kind of kindred need to collect knowledge and wisdom, a constant adventure. Restriction will not be tolerated, but they admire the comedic and inspiring traits of others.

Venus in Capricorn: People with this placement likely admire the respectful, boundary-aware and grounded elements of others, but also those with a backbone, an ambition, an ethical standard. Yet, this can also be a very tender and humorous placement, especially when initial barriers have been relieved.

Venus in Aquarius: This is a placement that seeks often modern, open, connections with an emphasis on freedom. People with this placement often admire people that really stand for something, that value morality and ethics, but also gift the space to explore and express individually.

Venus in Pisces: These individuals likely admire the spiritual and off-beat elements of others, people that tap into a new-age universe. They likely enjoy connections that are creative, innovative and aware of each others spiritual end emotional desires.

Concept: the summer sun darkens my face. Orange and red fabrics illuminate my body. My pearly teeth smile at my reflection in the water, admiring the dark, inspiring landscape that is my skin. I am vibrant & at peace.

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@litladiesnetwork​ event one ▪ favourite ya female protagonists

celia bowen (the night circus)

“Heaven is a place on earth with you…”

To Be Honest - Be honest with me
  • ♥ - I like you
  • ✘ - I don't like you but I like what you post
  • ✿- You're beautiful
  • ∞ - You're interesting
  • ♒ - You remind me of someone
  • ★- You have good taste
  • ϟ - You're an idiot
  • ❥ - I'm falling for you
  • ♪ - I want to get to know you
  • ❂ - I want you to notice me
  • ⌘ - I would date you
  • ▶ - I hate you
  • ◉ - I'm jealous of you
  • # - I stalk you
  • & - I like it when I see you on my dash
  • * - You're annoying
  • ^ - You're rude
  • @ - Let's be friends
  • % - I don't regret following you
  • ! - I care for you
  • $- I don't care for you but I care about your money
  • ~ - I miss you
  • ♛ - I admire you
  • Σ - You inspire me
  • ✈ - Let's get married
  • ✄ - I wouldn't want to mess with you
  • ✔ - You're smart
  • ● - You're funny
  • ■ - You're a strong person
  • ☂ - You're weak
  • ÷ - You're intimidating
  • ∱ - I want to talk to you but I'm too shy
  • ᵆ - you're my partner in crime
  • ≃ - I'm your fan
  • ⊰ - I love your blog

I’m not exactly sure what happened, but I know @dailyshinycutiefly sang last night, and I couldn’t resist to draw this. Misa is just too happy to know that Blush sings, and she even learned a new word!

(But seriously, I wanted to draw something for you since a long time ago, because you were one of the firsts blogs who begun to follow me, and it really means a lot to me. I also enjoy your posts because they are really funny!)

Korrasami is canon.

You can celebrate it, embrace it, accept it, get over it, or whatever you feel the need to do, but there is no denying it. That is the official story. We received some wonderful press in the wake of the series finale at the end of last week, and just about every piece I read got it right: Korra and Asami fell in love. Were they friends? Yes, and they still are, but they also grew to have romantic feelings for each other.

Was Korrasami “endgame,” meaning, did we plan it from the start of the series? No, but nothing other than Korra’s spiritual arc was. Asami was a duplicitous spy when Mike and I first conceived her character. Then we liked her too much so we reworked the story to keep her in the dark regarding her father’s villainous activities. Varrick and Zhu Li weren’t originally planned to end up as a couple either, but that’s where we took the story/where the story took us. That’s how writing works the vast majority of the time. You give these characters life and then they tell you what they want to do.

I have bragging rights as the first Korrasami shipper (I win!). As we wrote Book 1, before the audience had ever laid eyes on Korra and Asami, it was an idea I would kick around the writers’ room. At first we didn’t give it much weight, not because we think same-sex relationships are a joke, but because we never assumed it was something we would ever get away with depicting on an animated show for a kids network in this day and age, or at least in 2010.

Makorra was only “endgame” as far as the end of Book 1. Once we got into Book 2 we knew we were going to have them break up, and we never planned on getting them back together. Sorry, friends. I like Mako too, and I am sure he will be just fine in the romance department. He grew up and learned about himself through his relationships with Asami and Korra, and he’s a better person for it, and he’ll be a better partner for whomever he ends up with.

Once Mako and Korra were through, we focused on developing Korra and Asami’s relationship. Originally, it was primarily intended to be a strong friendship. Frankly, we wanted to set most of the romance business aside for the last two seasons. Personally, at that point I didn’t want Korra to have to end up with someone at the end of series. We obviously did it in Avatar, but even that felt a bit forced to me. I’m usually rolling my eyes when that happens in virtually every action film, “Here we go again…” It was probably around that time that I came across this quote from Hayao Miyazaki:

“I’ve become skeptical of the unwritten rule that just because a boy and girl appear in the same feature, a romance must ensue. Rather, I want to portray a slightly different relationship, one where the two mutually inspire each other to live - if I’m able to, then perhaps I’ll be closer to portraying a true expression of love.”

I agree with him wholeheartedly, especially since the majority of the examples in media portray a female character that is little more than a trophy to be won by the male lead for his derring-do. So Mako and Korra break the typical pattern and end up respecting, admiring, and inspiring each other. That is a resolution I am proud of.

However, I think there needs to be a counterpart to Miyazaki’s sentiment: Just because two characters of the same sex appear in the same story, it should not preclude the possibility of a romance between them. No, not everyone is queer, but the other side of that coin is that not everyone is straight. The more Korra and Asami’s relationship progressed, the more the idea of a romance between them organically blossomed for us. However, we still operated under this notion, another “unwritten rule,” that we would not be allowed to depict that in our show. So we alluded to it throughout the second half of the series, working in the idea that their trajectory could be heading towards a romance.

But as we got close to finishing the finale, the thought struck me: How do I know we can’t openly depict that? No one ever explicitly said so. It was just another assumption based on a paradigm that marginalizes non-heterosexual people. If we want to see that paradigm evolve, we need to take a stand against it. And I didn’t want to look back in 20 years and think, “Man, we could have fought harder for that.” Mike and I talked it over and decided it was important to be unambiguous about the intended relationship.

We approached the network and while they were supportive there was a limit to how far we could go with it, as just about every article I read accurately deduced. It was originally written in the script over a year ago that Korra and Asami held hands as they walked into the spirit portal. We went back and forth on it in the storyboards, but later in the retake process I staged a revision where they turned towards each other, clasping both hands in a reverential manner, in a direct reference to Varrick and Zhu Li’s nuptial pose from a few minutes prior. We asked Jeremy Zuckerman to make the music tender and romantic, and he fulfilled the assignment with a sublime score. I think the entire last two-minute sequence with Korra and Asami turned out beautiful, and again, it is a resolution of which I am very proud. I love how their relationship arc took its time, through kindness and caring. If it seems out of the blue to you, I think a second viewing of the last two seasons would show that perhaps you were looking at it only through a hetero lens.

Was it a slam-dunk victory for queer representation? I think it falls short of that, but hopefully it is a somewhat significant inching forward. It has been encouraging how well the media and the bulk of the fans have embraced it. Sadly and unsurprisingly, there are also plenty of people who have lashed out with homophobic vitriol and nonsense. It has been my experience that by and large this kind of mindset is a result of a lack of exposure to people whose lives and struggles are different from one’s own, and due to a deficiency in empathy––the latter being a key theme in Book 4. (Despite what you might have heard, bisexual people are real!) I have held plenty of stupid notions throughout my life that were planted there in any number of ways, or even grown out of my own ignorance and flawed personality. Yet through getting to know people from all walks of life, listening to the stories of their experiences, and employing some empathy to try to imagine what it might be like to walk in their shoes, I have been able to shed many hurtful mindsets. I still have a long way to go, and I still have a lot to learn. It is a humbling process and hard work, but nothing on the scale of what anyone who has been marginalized has experienced. It is a worthwhile, lifelong endeavor to try to understand where people are coming from.

There is the inevitable reaction, “Mike and Bryan just caved in to the fans.” Well, which fans? There were plenty of Makorra shippers out there, so if we had gone back on our decision and gotten those characters back together, would that have meant we caved in to those fans instead? Either direction we went, there would inevitably be a faction that was elated and another that was devastated. Trust me, I remember Kataang vs. Zutara. But one of those directions is going to be the one that feels right to us, and Mike and I have always made both Avatar and Korra for us, first and foremost. We are lucky that so many other people around the world connect with these series as well. Tahno playing trombone––now that was us caving in to the fans!

But this particular decision wasn’t only done for us. We did it for all our queer friends, family, and colleagues. It is long overdue that our media (including children’s media) stops treating non-heterosexual people as nonexistent, or as something merely to be mocked. I’m only sorry it took us so long to have this kind of representation in one of our stories.

I’ll wrap this up with some incredible words that Mike and I received in a message from a former Korra crew member. He is a deeply religious person who devotes much of his time and energy not only to his faith, but also to helping young people. He and I may have starkly different belief systems, but it is heartwarming and encouraging that on this issue we are aligned in a positive, progressive direction:

“I’ve read enough reviews to get a sense of how it affected people. One very well-written article in Vanity Fair called it subversive (in a good way, of course)… I would say a better word might be “healing.” I think your finale was healing for a lot of people who feel outside or on the fringes, or that their love and their journey is somehow less real or valuable than someone else’s… That it’s somehow less valid. I know quite a few people in that position, who have a lifetime of that on their shoulders, and in one episode of television you both relieved and validated them. That’s healing in my book.”

Love,

Bryan

“Your are not weak.”

I really admire Yuuri’s character. He’s not weak even though he battles through anxiety and lack of confidence as a skater and as a person. Yuuri grows and learns to love and is also loved in return. There are times when he may fall, but he gets right back up again. Yuuri inspires and surprises people around him by how much he’s changed. It gives me hope when dealing with my own anxiety and lack of confidence in myself.

I’d also like to dedicate this piece to the artists who I admire and your art inspires me to improve and grow as an artist.

@zephyrine-gale @kyyhky @spainsasscheeks @beanpots @vitkyas @campaignofmadness @magical-mistral

I can’t even begin to explain how proud I am of Stefán. The obstacles he’s had to face after being diagnosed with cancer and being able to continue on conquering his battle with cancer is absolutely inspiring. I admire Stefán for being able to get past all of the things that he’s been through and most importantly being the humble human being that he is. Not only is he incredibly talented, loving and charming he has a literal heart of gold. The fact that he’s devoted his life standing up against bullying, filling hearts up with joy and putting the biggest smile on people’s faces of all ages including myself is absolutely something I couldn’t thank him enough for. He definitely deserves all of the love and support he’s received and continues to receive. If Stefán were able to see this I would want to thank him so much for his existence. The wonderful impact he’s made in my life is tremendous. I love you Plant Dad 🌱💚

anonymous asked:

"If you want to use a hero or role model as a source of inspiration for your personal growth, you should NOT do so by trying to imitate them." By imitate do you mean e.g. watching your role model attempting something courageously and you finding the courage to overcome problems in your life as well?

No. Inspiration usually involves seeing someone do something you believed was unlikely or not within the realm of possibility and then that can catalyze you to do something in your life that you previously thought was impossible or unimportant. Reflecting on your feeling of being inspired teaches you about how you see yourself, it can reveal the unnecessary limitations in your thinking so that you can improve and become a better person - this process has little to do with the role model, that person was just the spark that opened your eyes to look at yourself more carefully and honestly.

By contrast, “imitation” means just mindlessly aping another person because you want to be them and possess the “glory” or “admiration” that they achieved. Imitation is often driven by unconscious issues like envy or self-loathing, where you want to be something else because you feel that you are nothing, deficient, or inadequate, so you try to fill that inner void with something foreign and external, thus denying the true self. For some, imitation can manifest as constant social comparison, where your self-image and self-esteem are largely determined by your status in relation to the people around you, either feeling inferior or superior depending on the comparison, so everything you do is about being better or not worse than someone else, which means you are likely to be wasting time, energy, and resources that could otherwise be directed to fruitful self-development. For some, imitation can manifest as constructing an “ideal” that you try to live up to based on the qualities that you believe can get approval, admiration, or recognition, but that ideal is not who you really are, rather, you are only forcing yourself into that image so that you can get a comforting ego “reward” to compensate for the lack of real self-knowledge. This is like admiring someone else’s shoes so much that you steal them and force them onto your feet even though they don’t fit, it will result in lifelong pain and deformed feet but you take solace in people occasionally commenting on how nice your shoes look.

Fanfiction - The Teacher

Request for a fic. Everyone is joking about professor Sam in Barbour. Could you write a professor Jamie story. Claire is a student but Older and more intriguing than all the young giggling co-eds

…In the meantime, I had this anon ask sitting on my inbox for some months now – and I’d hate to let this fantasy go unattended!

The Teacher

Those girls were ridiculous, Claire thought. Madly fluttering their eyelashes as if a constant influx of dust was getting into their eyes and always bending over, using the pretence of catching a fallen pen or pencil, only to expose their cleavage. Claire felt she was inside a documentary on the mating rituals of college girls and, even if slightly amusing, it also disturbed her in an irrational way.

Health Management was an extra class for her – a way to get a couple more credits that would speed up her academic course. She was already almost ten years the senior when compared to the other students attending Medical School – her years as a nurse had given her a lot of useful resources, but also made her feel she was constantly battling time. It was an interesting class, that mixed concepts of health and economics, to ensure the future doctors based their decisions in cost-effectiveness. In spite of being well taught and useful, whispering was a constant background noise – clearly the result of female hormones going rampant. The problem was not the subject, Claire knew – was the man leading the class.

Professor Fraser was young and remarkably handsome – his Scottish accent and deep voice, combined with astonishing blue eyes, which he hid behind black rimmed glasses, inspired great admiration amongst the women in the classroom. The fact that the class functioned at all was a testament to Fraser’s capacity of using leadership skills and imposing respect.

A couple of girls next to her giggled and Claire distinctively heard one of them, a blonde bombshell that undoubtedly belonged in a house named after a Greek alphabet letter, saying “I would slide my hand bellow his kilt anytime…”

Pursing her lips and rolling her eyes, Claire continued to sketch with her sharp pencil in the back of her notebook, struggling to focus again on the contents of the class. The shade in the external corner wasn’t quite right, she noticed, furrowing her brows in annoyance.

“Am I boring ye, Miss Beauchamp?” She heard a voice demanding her attention. Claire looked up and noticed all faces turned to her, clearly awaiting her reaction to being caught distracted. James Fraser stood next to the board with his arms crossed, his lips forming a half smile, expecting her answer.

Yes. “No, Professor Fraser.” She replied in a casual tone. “I was just taking notes and got distracted. May you repeat the question, please?”

“I see.” He said in a serious – disappointed? – tone. “Anyone knows the answer? Miss MacKenzie?”

“Replacing the blood gas machine would be the best measure.” Laoghaire MacKenzie glowed like a lit candle - marvelled that for once she had managed to upstage Claire and gain Professor Fraser’s attentions - offering a victorious look through the corner of her eye, which Claire blatantly ignored.

“That is correct.” He nodded, raising a brow in Claire’s direction. “I’d recommend that ye pay more attention to the class, Miss Beauchamp.”

“I bloody would if it wasn’t for your fan club.” Claire complained in a low voice, after he had resumed the class.

As the class ended – students rushing to the door to get to the refectory in time for lunch, talking about a hot party later that week -, Claire assembled her notebooks and pencil, storing them inside her green rucksack – made of what looked like army green fabric with a painted red cross, akin to something a doctor would wear during the Second World War.

“May I talk to you, Miss Beauchamp?” Professor Fraser asked politely, as she walked down the stairs in direction of the door. The room was almost deserted, only a couple of latecomers remained inside, struggling with coats and piles of books.

“Of course, Professor.” Claire stared at him, expectantly.

“Ye were distracted today.” He pointed, closing the book he had used to prepare the current subject. “Is something bothering ye, Claire?”

“No.” She firmly replied, her eyes downcast. “I’m sure I can’t be the first student you caught daydreaming. Why are you making such a big deal about it?”

Jamie gave her a concerned look, his blue eyes wrinkling in the corners. He was sporting a small stubble, that combined with his impeccable plaid shirt, gave him a look of casual handsomeness.

“Ye are one of the best students in the class.” He said slowly, neatly placing his books inside his own bag. “I wouldna like ye to squander yer potential. If something is disturbing ye, I’d like to help ye if I can, that’s all.”

“It’s fine.” She insisted in a harsher voice, her hands slightly trembling. “I don’t really need another man to tell me I’m not good enough and can’t handle things. Because I am quite capable!”

“I’m not saying ye aren’t, Miss Beauchamp.” He pointed patiently, glaring at her increasingly red face. “In fact, I think I just said quite the opposite.”

“I can’t focus because all the girls around me are acting like crazy hens, cackling over you!” She accused in a mordant voice, going completely berserk despite her best rational alarms going off in the outskirts of her brain. “I’m here to study – I have so much to learn still and my age will hurt me in spite of how good I keep proving myself again and again – and all they can think is to shag the teacher!”

“Ye’re crossing the line, Claire.” Jamie warned, his voice now low and dangerous. “I might be younger than ye – just a few years, really - but ye’re not exactly old enough to convince me ye’re getting senile by acting out and being disrespectful. I am the teacher here.”

“Then you should bloody act like it!” Claire growled, the hammer of anger – and jealousy? – pounding against her ribs. “Stop being so nice and attentive, because you’re clearly giving the wrong message!”

“What?!” His mouth was ajar, the pulse on his temple throbbing in anger. He practically tore his glasses away from his face, discarding them on the table with a dry sound. “I never made any advances on one of my students. The mere suggestion my behaviour is borderline unethical is a verra serious one, Miss Beauchamp. It can get me suspended if anyone in the faculty board hears it.”

“I’m sorry.” She hissed, fidgeting with the closing mechanism of her rucksack. “But you have to recognize that you are young and…handsome.” Claire swallowed her, her voice strangled. “You can pass the wrong impression just from breathing.”

“Maybe ye should drop this class.” Jamie suggested, slightly turning away from her in order to shield his face from her sight. “I can ask Professor Raymond’s permission for you to assist his Alternative Medicine class. It will give ye the same credits as mine.”

“Yes.” She swallowed hard. “Maybe I should.” They stood there, facing each other, their eyes battling when words had failed them.

“Claire.” He asked, his voice ragged but softer, warmer. “Who told you ye werena enough?”

“My husband.” She avoided his eyes, twisting her lips in a grimace. “Ex-husband. He was a teacher too. Thought I couldn’t handle becoming a doctor – I should settle to what I already was. He was very vocal about it. That’s why we divorced.”

“He was wrong.” Jamie said softly, but firmly. His eyes were all shades of blue – stormless skies, bottomless oceans, rare wild flowers, starry nights, infinite horizons. “I hope ye ken that. Because I certainly do.”

“Oh.” Claire babbled, feeling utterly ridiculous after her outburst. He had his long-fingered hands placed on the desk between them – in her eyes they seemed made to lovingly caress a female body, to demand responses with brutal kindness, to hold a smaller hand that could fit perfectly. “Thank you.”

“It has been a pleasure teaching you, Claire.” He said quietly. “You have a lively mind and a sharp wit. They’ll serve ye well. Yer age won’t hinder ye, lass – it only makes ye that more intriguing and capable.”

“I’m sorry.” She gave him a weak blushing smile, reinforced by the way he responded with a small grin. “I can be quite…rebellious, when my heels are being stepped on.”

“I have witnessed it first-hand.” He laughed, brushing his copper hair in a display of nervousness. “Ye seem to have forgotten one of yer wee notebooks.” And, without waiting for her answer, strode to the place where she had been sitting, collecting her pad.

She knew he would see it – she had been working on it for most of the class and had left it open as she hurried to leave. It was a rough drawing of a blue eye, with a familiar catlike shape – framing it was a verse from her favourite poem in her stylized hand, “Da mi basia mille”.

Deinde centum.” He completed, caressing the sheet with his fingertips. “If ye’re not my student anymore,” He said in a hoarse voice, turning to look at her with a burst of hope in his eyes. “I’m finally free to ask ye out on a date, as I’ve wanted since the day I first saw ye sitting on my class.”

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Dear Celia, what pulsating rainbows of movement you have!
✨gush ✨
Despite a lifetime of effort, I’ll never be able to create anything as elegant & beautiful as
Comb Jellies ~ Ctenophora phylum.
💙🌈✨
#combjelly #ctenophores #inspiration #montereybayaquarium #tiffanybozic #admiration
(at Monterey Bay Aquarium)

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