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I know cats have a stigma of being evil little robots who care for nobody but themselves. I don’t deny that there are some out there like this. But in defense of the large majority of darling cats who have been given a bad name due to the wicked few, I would like to tell you a story…

I am asthmatic. I’m not as bad as some; my asthma is generally well-controlled, and I don’t have much trouble with it on a daily basis. However, as all asthmatics know, getting sick becomes a nightmare. Even a small cold can turn into a days-long asthma attack, one that is very painful, and very annoying for me and those around me. The asthma cough sounds like an ill seal at best, or an angry moose with a nasal condition at worst. Y'all with asthma, and y'all with asthmatic friends, know exactly what I’m talking about. The bark. The hack. The Cough Heard Round The World. It’s painful, it’s loud, and it doesn’t stop. Even the rescue inhaler can only do so much to calm it. It just has to run its course with the cold.

Well, this week I caught the crud, and in the past few days it deteriorated into The Cough. Last night, I took some NyQuil to try and stave it off for as long as I could, just to try and get some sleep. That meant that for a few hours, I was cough-free. After that, I was still doped up enough to sleep through some of it. However, by 2am the sleep aid had worn off and The Cough woke me up. Since lying down makes it worse, and I didn’t want to wake my sister, I sneaked out of my bedroom into the living room, where I sat on the recliner and proceeded to hack up a lung while I waited for my next dose of NyQuil to kick in. That is when I noticed Simon.

Simon is a Russian Blue with a masterful resting-witch-face and an attitude to match. She (yes, she’s a girl, that’s another story) is old, fat, proprietary, and attitudinal. She isn’t shy about telling you when she is displeased, and does so with a loud shriek and some teeth or claws thrown in. She is convinced she owns the place, and owns all of us in turn. She is particular about where you can pet her, like most cats; and, like most cats, she loves her sleep and hates to be woken up.

And of course, my hacking woke her up.

Attempting to whisper an apology in between bouts of coughing, I noticed she was getting off her perch atop the chair nearby. She stretched, made a little squeaking sound, and trotted over to me.

I expected her to demand petting as payment for having woken her precious sleep, but she did not. Instead, this traditionally cranky dragon of a cat did something that amazed me.

She began to purr loudly, and sat herself directly on my aching chest. She kneaded my sternum softly, and nosed my chin as if to say, “I’ve got this, you sleep.” Even though I was still coughing, and bouncing her horridly in the process, she remained settled on my chest right above my diaphragm, purring loudly so that it vibrated through my ribs. I don’t know what magic spell she was chanting between her boat-like purrs, but within minutes my cough had subsided and I was able to sleep.

I didn’t wake up until about 4:30. When I did, it was to discover that my lap and chest were devoid of Simon’s presence, and I was coughing again. As I started coughing once more, I heard her familiar “I’m here” squeak from the area of the water dish. I heard some hurried lapping, and then her heavy gallop across the floor. She flumped onto my lap again, and resumed her purring and kneading. She had evidently been doing that for the past 2 hours, and had only left to get some water. Hydrated, she had returned to take care of me.

So yes, she has her share of evil, jerk-cat moments, but I can no longer pretend that Simon is entirely heartless. For that matter, I now refuse to believe that about any cat. Just because they act like a jerk doesn’t mean that they don’t love you.

Theory Time: Moana Died in the Crash

After rewatching Moana a couple of times (maybe twelve or something idk whatever don’t judge me) my best friend (@elisekova) and I stumbled onto a pretty dark but undeniably plausible plot theory.

The ocean crashes her boat in the storm (and onto Maui’s island) and intentionally neglects to save her. Why? Because it needed her to die.

Outside of the anthropomorphic nature of the ocean (which can be explained away by the ancient power of an ageless entity able to transcend planes) and the “Bang the drum” scene with granny (which is more of a hallucination that could have been sent from the spirit world) there is no proof of magic or monster prior to meeting Maui. Possible reason? Because all the monsters and magic exist on a limenal plane. A sort of purgatory, if you will. Like a purgatory where someone such as Maui may have been stuck for 1000 years. And how does one get to purgatory, you ask?

Moana’s death explains quite a bit, not just about her ability to see and touch the spirit of her grandma (“If you are ready to go home, I will be with you.”) as well as travel to lands no mortal should be able to travel to (aka that crazy portal jump to Lalotai), but it explains away her ability to withstand things that should otherwise be damaging or fatal to a human. Again, Lalotai, Tomatoa, the Kakamora fight, and especially the definitely would-be-fatal blast in their first fight against Takka. Among others.

Even Maui proclaims that he would, “never make this journey with a mere mortal,” but then turns around and makes it anyway. Perhaps he realizes she’s no longer quite mortal, so to speak.

Basically, in order to do all these things, survive all these creatures from a noticeably “other” world or plane, Moana had to exist on that plane as well. The only way to achieve that being the undisclosed sacrifice of her life. A sacrifice repaid in full by Tefiti once Moana returns her heart.

Maui has already told us that Tefiti’s heart carries the ability to “create life itself.” So what better way to thank Moana for giving up her life, then to give it back. Along with a fancy ride to take back to her plane and her family.

It can even be argued that the heart is a beacon for life, not just glowing brighter and beating stronger as it gets closer to Tefiti, but keeping Moana in the In-Between. When Moana gives the heart back to the ocean, her vision of the spirits (granny as well as all the past voyagers) becomes much stronger. The moment it’s back in her hand, everything seems normal again. Like Moana is closer to life than she is to crossing over.

Perhaps Moana wasn’t even aware of her death, “waking up” exactly where she needed to be, in the presence of the Demi-god she needed to lead. Or perhaps she was aware, taking every impossible obstacle in stride because of it. Either way, she follows her path and returns the heart, her only purpose in the aftermath of her death. Possibly even adding to her inability to turn around and go home when given the chance.

All this also gives much stronger meaning to the line in the final song: “I have crossed the horizon to find you.” It also puts weight in Maui’s tearful goodbye, knowing that in many ways, he can not follow her back. As a hawk guarding her sky, but no more. And once she returns, the symbol of Tefiti is no longer present on any of the boats, and with the symbol, that final link to the spirit world is gone.

Long story short, Moana may have gone a liiiiiiittle ways past the reef.

How soc characters show affection
  • Kaz: buys inej's contract, gets her a boat to track down slavers, names the boat Wraith, finds her parents for her and reunites them
  • Inej: conscious of kaz' personal space issues, gives him space when necessary, follows him into fights and protects him, gives him sage advice and is his anchor
  • Matthias: accepting of nina's people, fights his own people to protect Nina, treats her with respect and love, brings her lots of sweets and waffles
  • Nina: accepts him for who he is, tries to brighten his day, is gentle with him especially after the life he lived in the army
  • Jesper: reads to wylan, defends him in front of his father, constantly compliments him when he does something smart
  • Wylan: stands up for Jesper to his father, strives to keep that carefree smile on Jesper's face

Oh she long dead. She wouldn’t give it up for Johannes up there so he threw her off the boat. Did you know your momma couldn’t swim? You all need to work on that. Take swimming lessons, this is how we get stereotypes.

You want help?
Fine.
Let me tell you a story.
Once upon a time, a man got fucked. Now, how is that for a story? ‘Cause that’s the story of black people in America! Shit, you all don’t know you black yet. You think you just people. Let me be the first to tell you that you are all black. The moment these Dutch motherfuckers set foot here and decided they white, and you get to be black, and that’s the nice name they call you…

Let me paint a picture of what’s waiting for you on the shore. You arrive in America, land of opportunity, milk and honey, and guess what? You all get to be slaves. Split up, sold off, and worked to death. The lucky ones get Sunday off to sleep and fuck and make more slaves, and all for what? For cotton? Indigo? For a fucking purple shirt? The only good news is the tobacco that your grandchildren are gonna farm for free is gonna give a shitload of these white motherfuckers cancer. And I ain’t even started yet. 
A hundred years later. You’re fucked.
A hundred years after that. Fucked.
A hundred years after you get free, you still getting fucked out a job and shot at by police. You see what I’m saying?

This guy gets it. I like him. He’s getting angry. Angry is good. Angry gets shit done. You shed tears for Compé Anansi, and here he is, telling you you are staring down the barrel of three hundred years of subjugation, racist bullshit, and heart disease. He is telling you there isn’t one goddamn reason you shouldn’t go up there right now and slit the throats of every last one of these Dutch motherfuckers and set fire to this ship!

You already dead, asshole. At least die a sacrifice for something worthwhile. Let the motherfucker burn! Let it all burn!

—  Mr Nancy, American Gods
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its chalcedony! original corrupted gem adopted from @sariasong64. on the left is how she is now, and to the right is how she was before the light bomb corrupted her.

she was a weather oriented gem, and went with scouting gems to scope out environments better than any technology they had. with her cloud hair, she was able to sense the winds’ movements at any time, and with her super sensitive thin skin she was able to feel temperature drop or rise by even one degree.

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You know the thing I think I love the most about Moana? Its women helping other women. Grandma Tala helping her granddaughter realize her destiny. Sina helping her daughter on her heroes journey by letting her go, not forcing her to stay but helps pack for the journey ahead. Moana helping Te Fiti by restoring her heart in one of the most gentle and kindest ways possible. Te Fiti helping Moana by recreating her boat to sail home, restoring life to the rest of the world. Ladies helping ladies save the world. I love it.

What went down in Moana
  • Gramma Tala: imma terrify the s**t out of some little kids
  • Chief Tui: you're a very bad example for my daughter
  • Gramma Tala: ikr
  • Moana: *is cute and helpless, wanders to the ocean*
  • Sea turtle: *is cute and helpless, fails to wander to ocean*
  • Moana: holy s**t birds, don't eat the turtle
  • Birds: fine, whatevs
  • Ocean: thanks for the turtle Moana
  • Moana: no prob
  • Ocean: I am the last waterbender from the southern water tribe, and I—
  • Moana: skip the exposition please
  • Ocean: ok yeah, anyway you helped the turtle and so you're definitely worthy of this incredibly important and dangerous magical artifact
  • Moana: kk cool, imma drop it on the beach
  • Ocean: no come back you little s**t!
  • Gramma Tala: ooh, shiny!
  • Tamatoa: did somebody say shiny?
  • Gramma Tala: not yet Tamatoa, go away
  • Chief Tui: hey Moana, wanna hear a song?
  • Moana: sure, as long as it's during a montage
  • Chief Tui: hey Moana, come and see this big stack of rocks that every chief put here
  • Moana: wait, so every chief we've ever had has placed a rock here?
  • Chief Tui: yeah
  • Moana: and what happens if a future plot point suggests that not every chief lived on this island?
  • Chief Tui: ok, go away now
  • Heihei: *eats an entire f**king rock*
  • Villagers: yo some serious s**t is happening to everything
  • Moana: this is definitely related to the one obscure legend my grandmother told me ten years ago
  • Chief Tui: Moana don't you f**king dare
  • Moana: *f**king dares and also wrecks her boat*
  • Gramma Tala: whatever just happened, blame it on the pig
  • Ocean: no, defs blame it on Moana
  • Moana: what are you doing, Gramma Tala?
  • Gramma Tala: I'm crazy, so go into this cave
  • Lin-Manuel Miranda: hey Moana, we were voyagers
  • Moana: thanks Lin-Manuel Miranda!
  • Lin-Manuel Miranda: no prob!
  • Moana: hey Gramma Tala, we were voyagers!
  • Gramma Tala: yeah, no s**t
  • Moana: hey Dad, we were voyagers!
  • Chief Tui: f**k you Moana
  • Moana: so how do you explain that stack of rocks
  • Chief Tui: I don't?
  • Gramma Tala: *conveniently dies*
  • Moana: welp, bye
  • Ocean: oh no, not you little s**t again
  • Moana: f**k you ocean
  • Ocean: here have a big f**king thunderstorm
  • Moana: *wrecks her boat, again*
  • Moana: fish pee in you, all day
  • Ocean: bacteria s**t in your mouth, all day
  • Maui: A boat!
  • Moana: holy s**t who are you?
  • Maui: I'm glad you asked because I wrote a song about that
  • Moana: I don't f**king care
  • Maui: well, I'm stealing your boat
  • Moana: does that boat even work? I wrecked it
  • Maui: idk, bye now
  • Ocean: *puts Moana on the boat*
  • Moana: you wanna come on my quest
  • Maui: no
  • Moana: please
  • Maui: ok fine
  • Kakamora: *attack*
  • Ocean: *smashes Kakamora boats together*
  • Moana: that was convenient
  • Ocean: ikr
  • Maui: you wanna get my fishhook
  • Moana: oh hell yes
  • Maui: here's a cliff, don't climb it
  • Moana: *climbs it, doesn't die*
  • Maui: here's a thousand foot drop to the realm of monsters, don't jump off it
  • Moana: *jumps off it, doesn't die*
  • Maui: here's a giant carnivorous plant, don't jump in its mouth
  • Moana: *jumps in its mouth, doesn't die*
  • Maui: here's a terrifying sloth monster, don't antagonize it
  • Moana: *antagonizes it, doesn't die*
  • Tamatoa: HEY GUYS
  • Moana: do you wanna talk about yourself?
  • Tamatoa: ok let's begin with the fact that I'm a fabulous shiny shimmering cinnamon roll
  • Maui: you're really not all that great
  • Tamatoa: m*********er I sparkle with the light of a million stars
  • Maui: my bragging song is better than yours
  • Tamatoa: I don't care because I'm f**kin beautiful
  • Maui: Tamatoa x Reader fanfiction exists and it's terrifying
  • Tamatoa: HOLY S**T WHAT?!
  • Maui: ok he's distracted, imma stealin my hook
  • Tamatoa: WHY WOULD ANYBODY WRITE THAT?!
  • Moana: ok, we got out of there
  • Maui: you should have died at least twenty times in there
  • Moana: ikr
  • Maui: my hook's not working btw
  • Moana: only an act of true love can repair a broken hook
  • Maui: nope, got it!
  • Moana: ok nevermind, wrong movie
  • Maui: so here's a lava monster, let's fight it
  • Te Kā: *throws fire, breaks Maui's hook*
  • Moana: only an act of true love can repair—
  • Maui: forget it, bye now
  • Gramma Tala: hey Moana, here's some important advice for you
  • Moana: thanks, I'm going to fight the lava monster now
  • Gramma Tala: wait, what? that's just stupid
  • Moana: and you shouldn't be giving me advice on how to stay alive if you can't even manage that yourself
  • Gramma Tala: bye now
  • Moana: *goes to fight Te Kā*
  • Maui: hey I'm still here
  • Moana: good 'cause imma die out here
  • Maui: go find Te Fiti
  • Moana: Te Fiti isn't here
  • Te Kā: YES I AM
  • Moana: oh hey that's convenient
  • Ocean: *moseses*
  • Moana: *does an epic walk*
  • Te Kā: *does a frantic monster crawl*
  • Moana: *keeps walking*
  • Te Kā: *doesn't kill Moana for some reason*
  • Moana: here's your heart back
  • *everything is magically fixed*
  • Maui: hey Te Fiti, sorry for f**king up all the s**t
  • Te Fiti: I could smite the ever-loving s**t out of you rn
  • Maui: please don't
  • Te Fiti: fine
  • Moana: imma go home now
  • Maui: so we're getting a sequel, right?
  • Moana: nope, they're making a second Frozen
  • ROLL CREDITS

saetr3noora  asked:

hello! meron ka bang complete/accurate list of all the deities from the tagalog and bisayan pantheon? Also, i'm sorry if this question has been asked before ngayon ko lang nahanap blog mo and i'm only now really getting into ph mythology :)

Hi @saetr3noora​. I made one before though I don’t remember which blog I posted it in, this one, or my blog on reviving our old beliefs, practices, and on our general mythologies and folklore at @diwatahan​. Also its an old list that needed to be updated and corrected so I guess it gives me an opportunity to make another one. :)

But here is my complete list on them based on historical research, not modern takes on it. This list is from my notes for my book I am still currently writing and researching for. Any modern deities from recent stories such as Lidaga, Lihangin, Lisuga, etc. are not included on this list as there is not one mention of them in any of the oldest dictionaries or in any historical record accept in the 1900′s particularly during the U.S. colonial period and after and thus based on historical research, they weren’t traditionally worshiped. However this doesn’t mean they aren’t deities as some may just be but never mentioned in historical texts and only known orally, but for the purpose of listing all the deities that were believed and worshiped prior to the Spaniards I have excluded them from the list. I try to put info on each deity as much as possible based on what was written on them but there are a few who are only briefly mentioned in passing either with just the name of the deity alone or the name and the attribute they were known for.

Also note there are other Bisayan deities not listed here that are known to the Sulod of Panay island with the exception of Laon Sina/Alunsina as she was a prominent goddess known throughout the Bisayas. The deities known by the Sulod may possibly be deities that were known by the other ethnic groups in the West Bisayas and elsewhere in the region under different names locally but I have not looked into that intensively and done enough research on that subject so I have left those deities out of this list.

This is a pretty long list so I have cut it off here for those who don’t want to scroll so much on their dash. To read the entire list just press keep reading. 

Anyway I hope this helps all those who are interested in our mythologies and folklore, whether from mere curiosity, for the sake of creating art, or to actually join the movement of reviving our precolonial beliefs and practices to the modern day.

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beneath the haze (part i)

A/N: this concept is based on a request for shawn having a few “friends with benefits” so to speak, but there’s one girl he can’t stop thinking about. Enjoy!
word count: 5480
warnings: smut at the end


He’s not, you know, a womanizer. At least, he doesn’t think he is, anyway. These girls are his friends, after all. And they know about each other. They know Shawn is never in one place for long. They know he’s busy, but lonely. They know he doesn’t want to make promises he can’t keep.

So having a few friends with, uh, benefits, you know, is the best solution. He trusts them all for this, he’s known them long enough. He knows (at least he thinks he knows) that they’re only interested in casual anyway. That’s why it works.

He’s always made friends easily enough, so of course he has friend groups across the world. He’s not bragging, that’s just how it is. Whether it’s Toronto, LA, NYC, or Europe, he has a group to fall into.

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