November and #ROTGmonth is almost over, but I’m gonna pretend it’s not because I was sick for more than 2 ½ weeks and unable to properly draw stuff.. First drawing I’ve done & colored (and actually finished) in ages–
Idk what this is but after last week’s episode with more confirmation that Oliver Queen is a reader, I got a spark of inspiration to write something including that little tidbit about him. And also baseball because, why not? Un-beta-ed so read at your own risk lol.
Felicity held down the pages of
her notebook as a warm spring breeze blew by and tickled her face.
“Do you want a ride home?”
She turned her head to see Iris joining her on the
“No that’s okay. I think I’m just going to get some homework
done and then walk home.”
“You’ve been spending a lot of time out here lately.”
Shrugging, she replied, “It’s nice out. And mom’s been
working weird hours again so I’d rather be here than alone at home.”
Iris tilted her head towards the baseball field where the
team was starting their after school practice, “Are you sure it has nothing to
do with that?”
“I don’t—“ She could feel a faint blush spreading across her
cheeks at how high pitched her voice sounded and she coughed, “I don’t know
what you’re talking about.”
“Mhmm,” Iris raised a skeptical eyebrow but let it go.
“Well, I’ll see you in chem tomorrow.”
Felicity nodded, “Yep. Don’t forget that it’ll be the third
Tuesday of the month which means, according to my algorithm, we’re going to
have a pop quiz.”
Iris shook her head in amusement, “I am friends with all of
the biggest nerds at this school.”
Felicity grinned, “Happy studying!”
She watched as Iris walked away from the field before sliding
her eyes over to where the guys had lined up for throwing drills. Squinting in
the sunlight, she paused for a fraction of a second on one of the players
before ducking her head back down into her chemistry notes.
after some thinking im realizing that i dont hate religion, and im not bitter towards it. im bitter towards people (muslims in my case) who use it as a tool of control and how that leads to practicing religion as more of a performance than something out of genuine will or desire. my anger is directed at a lack of choice - informed choices esp - that people of faith might experience to various degrees. & not a lack of choice imposed by religious jurisdiction, but rather enforced by fallible people who claim to “help guide you” to the right path when their guidance is really a product of their self righteousness. people that want to save your soul, but dont realize that theyre destroying your faith at the same time.
I haven’t seen a single post about us so I will make one: some of you may go along after this election without change. But for those of you who are like me and have been watching our few and far between temples in this country struggle to gain footing and keep it, have been attacked and mocked and dehumanized, who no longer feel safe in a country that only barely recognizes us as valid now and certainly won’t continue to do so…. for those of you who are scared to stay in a country where pagans and witches can be killed without consequence and still be blamed for crimes they had nothing to do with just because they practice magick…. I see you
I’m with you
I love you
We aren’t forgotten. Our fear is valid, it is present, it is real. Do whatever you have to do to feel safe. And if you need help, ask me. I will fight for my own with all he fury of Nemesis, Lilith, Kali, and Nyx.
I love you
Neil Tennant of The Pet Shop Boys coined the term “imperial phase” in reference to that point in an artist’s career when they have completely captured the zeitgeist and can do practically nothing wrong.
Being familiar the concept of the “imperial phase” makes Coldplay’s 2008 song “Viva La Vida” (but especially Lady Gaga’s cover of it) all the more interesting.
Although I know very little of Coldplay, I do know that “Viva La Vida” was released well into the band’s career and biggest successes. The song contains many biblical references and looks back to a time when the narrator “ruled the world”. It’s not a stretch of the imagination to consider that the song may be a reflection upon Coldplay’s own “imperial period”, which lasted sometime around the worldwide success of the single “Yellow” and the release of their 2005 album “X&Y”.
What makes Gaga’s cover of this song most interesting is that she covered it in 2008, shortly after the release of “The Fame”. Gaga’s “imperial” period lasted from this time until the release of “Born This Way” in early 2011.
Gaga’s cover of “Viva La Vida” is in my opinion more musically interesting than Coldplay’s. It’s a live cover, and in the original unedited version she laughs and fumbles with the lyrics several times. It is truly the mark of an “imperial phase” that Gaga could be so charming and interesting even while screwing up the lyrics of a just-released hit.
It is now 2015 and Gaga’s imperial phase has come and gone. Her career suffered from overexposure and a severe case of hubris, leading to bad press and sliding record sales. Public opinion has changed as of late, and her career seems to be on the upswing, but it will never be the same as that time when she was talked about in every newspaper, beloved by hipsters and teenyboppers, and copied by every girl in the pop world. Gaga’s imperial phase was truly a special moment in time.
Now, for some personal reflection.
I was turning 18 when “Viva La Vida” and “The Fame” were released, and just entering university. I finally felt free to be myself and express who I was: a weird, artsy girl with a lot of opinions and crazy outfits. I also learned just how much I loved partying. I finally had friends! And we all loved Gaga. We went out every night and still made it to class. We got dressed together. We fell asleep on each other’s couches. My life felt truly… fabulous. Gaga and I shared the same imperial phase.
Now, as a post-grad in a university town, I feel much like the narrator of “Viva La Vida”. I remember when the world was mine to conquer, but now I just serve the university students and their friends, trying to scrape by while they party. I can still remember when my friends and I would shut down the clubs. There’s a pretty sad story behind the rise and fall of my imperial phase, but it’s better not to go into it.
When Lady Gaga ruled the world, I felt like I did too. Here’s hoping we both have a comeback.
Note: It’s here, Part 3 of Jealousy! This is the last part to this series, I’m sorry if you want more to it but there’s really no where I can take it from here so yeah this is the end. I hope you enjoy!
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As Thomas stares down at his fist you glare at him from beside Alex.
“What the fuck Thomas why would you do that? He’s done nothing wrong!” You practically shout at him.
“Nothing wrong? How would you like it if you thought I was cheating on you and when you come back home to talk about it the person you thought I was cheating with is all cuddled up with me on the couch?” he yells back and Alex finally steps forward.
“Stop it! Stop yelling okay? Would you just shut up and listen to our explanation?” Alex demands.
Thomas snorts and rolls his eyes before sitting down on the arm of the couch. “Fine” he grumbles.
“Y/N is not cheating on you with me, I guarantee that I am not interested in her in that way” Alex says carefully, for once in his life not trying to start a debate with someone.
“Why should I believe that?” Thomas asks, Alex groans and wipes a hand over his face.
“Because I’m seeing someone” Alex says quietly, breaking his eye contact with Thomas.
Seeing someone? He’s never mentioned seeing someone, knowing Hamilton he’d mention it at every chance he got.
“What? Who?” Thomas asks, frowning.
“Alex if you don’t want to tell him yet you don’t have to. Especially since he just punched you” You tell him softly.
She knows? Oh god, that’s what they’re always talking about. The secret conversations, why she won’t let me even accidentally see their texts. Oh god I’m such an idiot.
“No, he’ll find out eventually and this is the only way he’ll believe that you’re not cheating on him” Alex says to you before turning back to Thomas. “Only Y/N and my friends know about this. I haven’t even come out to people yet but… I’m dating John” he admits.
Thomas’s eyes go wide as he takes in Alexander’s admission.
“I…I always just joked about you two, you were always close and but I just figured you guys were friends” Thomas says slowly.
“Yeah so did everyone, but one night we got talking and we ended up kissing and it just sort of went on from there. I’d um appreciate it if you didn’t tell anyone, we’re trying to keep it quiet for now” Alex explains.
“I guess I owe you that much, I did just punch you for no reason” Thomas admits, cringing slightly at his own behaviour and rubbing a hand over the back of his neck. “I’m sorry about that”
“No it’s alright. I should go, you two should talk about this. Bye Y/N” Alex says, giving you a quick hug before heading for the door.
Neither you or Thomas speak until you hear the door close behind Alex.
“Well James was right. I am an idiot” Thomas says, huffing a laugh.
“I figured you’d go to see him” You say softly. “I didn’t ask him to come over Thomas. He called me after you left, he realized I was upset and after I told him what was wrong he decided to come over. I didn’t ask him”
Thomas sighs as he watches the way you shift uncomfortably, looking down at your shoes as you keep your voice quiet in an attempt not to set him off again.
“I believe you. Babe I’m so sorry for what I did. I… I was so angry after having such a crappy day and I just…” He sighs and takes a careful step closer to you. “That’s not an excuse. I was an ass”
You look up at him, a small smile on your lips as you do. “You’re right about that. You won’t tell anyone about Alex and John will you? They’re trying to keep it quiet, John’s dad isn’t very accepting and they don’t want to risk it getting back to him” you explain to him.
“Of course not, I may not like Hamilton but I wouldn’t do that. He’s your friend and I need to learn how to live with him. For you” he explains as he carefully wraps his arms around you.
You lean into him, resting your head on his chest and returning his hug by wrapping your arms around his waist.
“I’m so, so sorry Y/N. Can you forgive me for being such an asshole to you?” He asks.
“It’s alright Thomas, if I were in your shoes I’d do the same thing” you admit, leaning into his touch. “Just next time, let me explain before you blow up okay?” you ask him softly, burying your face into his chest.
“Of course love” he say, resting his cheek on your head, holding you tight against his chest.
Heyo! In your previous post about spiritual tropes, you separated meditation and mindfulness. Are they actually different, and how so? Thank you :)
Yes! They are.
Meditation is a specific activity in which your body and mind are engaged in doing nothing else. You set aside time and you do nothing other than practice meditation. This can be sitting meditation or walking meditation.
It is important to have a daily meditation practice in which you dedicate some time to just meditate. This helps to deepen your practice without distractions.
Mindfulness is how you stay in touch with your meditative awareness throughout the day. Mindfulness means saying present and witnessing your experience of yourself. If you are peeling potatoes, you just remain present and peel the potatoes. You are not thinking about other things. If you are working, you are present with your work, in touch with your body and mind in that moment.
Both meditation and mindfulness are complementary practices. Meditation deepens mindfulness. Mindfulness brings meditativeness into your day.
While some may say there is no difference between meditation and mindfulness, and they are right in a way, I find it useful to make the distinction. Otherwise the ego may use the excuse of mindfulness practice to avoid cultivating a sitting meditation practice.
In some Zen schools, they use meditation and mindfulness to counteract each other. If you get into the groove of just wanting to meditate all day, the zen master would order you to do chores and practice mindfulness in activity. If you are mindful in your chores and don’t feel like meditating, the zen master would order you to sit for long meditations.
Thus a balance is found and the division between activity and non-activity is gradually transcended through spiritual practice.
Fireflies(Fem!Reader x Pietro Maximoff) College AU
Word Count: 2879
Summary: The reader thought that Pietro was a stuck-up stubborn jock: the exact opposite of his twin sister. But after that same jock saves the reader from an awkward situation, things start to change.
A/N: I love College AUs so so so much. Ugh. I hope you guys enjoy this, it was so much fun to write!!
I know I’ve joked about how strange to me it would be for them to have Z-moves in the (hopeful) remake of Diamond/Pearl (Platinum too because I better see Distortion world in 3D!) because Cyrus doing the dance is so weird to me.
However, in SuMo we have Nanu who shows you can do a Z-move dance while feeling practically nothing on the inside and somehow this has made me change my mind a little.