no see no hear no speak

This is the last time I
start poems talking about how
when I walk into empty rooms, I swear
I hear your laughter echoing.

I won’t speak of this anymore,
but when we were kids you dreamed more.
You wanted to change the world,
you wanted to travel; you said that in your lifetime
even for the tiniest of moments,
you wanted to see the world at peace.
With itself, all its fires put out,
all its glory beheld.

This is my final rant, I promise.
I won’t write love songs for you anymore,
or your mother and how she loved everyone
who walked in her door.

I won’t wait on phone calls,
I won’t listen to coincidences happening
around me and think to myself how you were
once the centre of the universe, for all I knew.
That your gravity had me in your orbit for so long,
I still watch the shadows on your face to tell the time.

This is the last time.
Like last time was
the very last time.
You see, habits are a tough thing to break,
but I’m all out of metaphors
for tonight. I’ll revisit
the library on Monday when it reopens
and I’ll find the book you scribbled secret messages on
for me to find, and I’ll forget this ever happened,

and I’ll write you something again.
But for now
this is the last time.

—  Final/ Scribbles by aye rah

Another good prompt @rowendarkholme! What came to my mind with this AU was teen!lock. Hope that works for you! ;)


“You’re such a baby,” Eurus groaned with a roll of her eyes as she shoved her brother. “I see the way you stare at Molly like an idiot every time she comes over to study.”

“I do not,” Sherlock whispered between gritted teeth, obviously terrified his sister’s friend would hear, seeing as she was only a few meters away, reading under a tree. “Besides, isn’t Jim Moriaty-”

“He’s not the one who makes her blush and forget how to speak coherently,” Eurus cut in with weary laugh. “Leave Jim to me, stop listening to Mycroft, get out of your own head, and go ask her out!”

Sherlock stared at his sister, and then over at Molly, and then back at his sister. “Alright, fine,” he spat out and jumped up, propelled by sibling peer pressure, which Eurus always did excell at.

Eurus smiled proudly to herself as she watched him approach an instantly smiley Molly Hooper. “Thank God, finally! Was beginning to think I’d have to lock them up together in a cement room or something…”

that-one-ninja-fan  asked:

For the one word prompt :) Klance, 35

35: goodbye

Before every operation, Lance had this brief moment of panic. 

Will I never come back?

Will one of my friends not come back? 

Will I ever see my family again?

All of his regrets would twirl around his mind, weaving in and out of his thoughts until he could practically hear himself speak them. 

He regretted not becoming closer with Pidge before being ejected into space. He regretted calling himself Keith’s rival when he wanted so much more. He regretted not being the teammate Shiro wanted, or Allura for that matter. He regretted not being a better best friend to Hunk. 

He regretted that he didn’t get to say goodbye to his family. 

Before hopping into Blue, sometimes he wondered if he should tell his team goodbye. Just in case. Tell them to make it out of the battle alive, tell them to go home and see his family. Tell his family Lance loved them with all of his heart. 

He would open his mouth, to say what he wanted to say. How much he admired Shiro, Allura, Coran. How much he cared about Hunk. How much he wanted for Pidge. How much he admired, cared about, and wanted the universe for Keith. 

Then he would slam his mouth shut, make a comment about seeing them on the other side, and hurry to Blue. 

Something felt different this time. Big fight, hundreds of fighters and hundreds of battle cruisers. He knew they’d fought worse, but he didn’t want to have even more regrets…

…just in case. 

He turned to search for the team, words brimming against his lips. They had already gotten to their lions, except Keith, who adjusted his armor. 

“Keith!” Lance called. 

Keith turned to him, curiously. Lance breathed in, out. He would get his words across. 

“If I don’t make it out of this one, tell my family I said goodbye,” he requested. “And tell the team how much I care about them.”

Keith’s eyes widened. “What are you talking about?” he asked, horror lacing his voice. “What do you mean, not make it out? Lance, you aren’t going to die.”

Lance laughed nervously. “Oh, yeah. I know. But, like, it doesn’t hurt to play it safe, you know?”

Keith hurried to him, eyes frantic. He grabbed Lance’s shoulders, shaking lightly. “You will make it out. You’ll see the team again, and your family. I promise. I couldn’t take it if something happened to you.”

Lance’s eyes widened in surprise. “Keith-”

Keith furiously pulled Lance towards him, slamming their lips together. It wasn’t a sweet kiss by any means, it was furious and terrified and desperate. Yet somehow, it was perfect. 

Lance could barely breathe, and Keith pulled away before he could kiss back. Keith licked his lips, looking away with red cheekbones. 

“This isn’t goodbye,” Keith said, determined. “If you go down, I’ll go down with you. The whole team will.” 

Lance was frozen, limbs numb and unmoving. When he could finally piece thoughts together, he murmured, “I…yeah, okay.”

And with a gentle smile, a genuine smile, Keith stepped away to go to his Lion.

Send me a number and a ship! 

aidava  asked:

light

Thank you for the ask, dear friend! You and @sanerontheinside are groovin’ on the same brainwaves today. Without further ado, here’s a bit from an AU I’ve named Desiderata. It seems that the word ‘light’ features mostly in angst-y bits, so here’s some more angst.



Obi-Wan remembered the Minister’s indignation upon hearing that he would be seated next to the apprentice at the banquet table. (Obi-Wan was not offended). He remembered the Minister’s astonishment upon hearing a 14 year old child analyze the inner workings of the Galactic Senate, hearing a child politely critique his Master’s view of the economic sanctions placed upon Merridian Prime. Obi-Wan remembered the Minister’s confusion upon seeing the Jedi Master’s elbow-high apprentice speak to him as if they were equals.

(The Minister, for his part, will always remember the small, serious face of the Jedi apprentice, the startling blue of his eyes, so unlike the dark gray of his countrymen, turned toward him in what seemed like quiet amusement – an expression too old for the face of a child. “Are all Jedi children like this one?” he would remember thinking, “Old souls and starlight trapped in young bodies?”

“It is not so unusual for us,” the student had told him, during a lull in the conversation, “Independent thinking is one of the most important qualities in a Jedi’s development.”

“I see,” he’d said, for lack of anything better to say.

“After all,” the student had gone on, “someday my Master will be gone. I will be a Knight, and I will be alone.”

The Minister clamps down on the disquiet that has him thinking of his fifteen sons; each of them young, strong, and wholly unaware of the concept of true loneliness. He looks at the serenity of the young Jedi, and wonders if he had any brothers, if he left any family behind. This child, he knows, would never have the luxury of a mother’s embrace, the opportunity to put spiders in his sister’s bed, the chance to chase fireflies after dark.

“Oh,” the Minister had replied belatedly, voice faint.

The child had looked at him then, and smiled gently. “Don’t worry. The universe isn’t kind to Jedi, you see. We’re taught to expect it.”)

My Thought on Moana

I cried so many times during this movie you wouldnt believe. Here is an unorganized list of why this movie was beautiful to me in every way.

1. Auli'i is my friend. I love her to death and hearing her speak and sing in this movie was not only surreal but incredibly emotional for me. Think of it as a proud mother but x10.

2. They brought up our lost art of wayfinding. Wayfinding is a genuinely lost art that has only recent begun again thanks to the Hokule'a. This is so important, and to see that Moana was so excited and shocked to find out her people were voyagers was truly amazing because I feel the exact same way. “Why did we stop?”

3. Maui. Maui is a myth that I grew up hearing about in betime stories. Everything that they talked about I had already known, and to see someone who you grew up learning about come to life in such a beautiful way was truly amazing. Not to mention I had completely forgotten that Maui didnt come from a God and a Mortal, he was given his power from the gods, but was born of mortal parents. I had forgoten my own mo'olelo.

4. Gramma Tala. Tala was the only one to support Moana’s call to the ocean. Many Polynesians feel this call to the ocean. It surrounds us, and it brings life. If theres a feeling I can relate to most its my need to be on the water, which is why I paddle. Also, theway they showed Tala’s aumakua (spirit animal) sent chills down my spine it was beautiful.

5. Te Fiti. In Hawaiian Te Fiti is Papa, mother earth. Watching Papa come to life after Te Ka was silenced made me cry. Papa gave me my islands, gave me my culture, and gave me my people. I love her. Also watching her lay back town to form her island was amazing because that’s also a big part of many mo'olelo- that gods and godesses lay down to form mountains and islands, and are in an eternal slumber beneath us.

6. The music. The music was beautiful. And having songs fully or partially written in Samoan(?) was amazing to listen to. To have disney publish a movie with a soundtrack with untranslated Polynesian in it was amazing of them.

7. The animation of hula. There wasn’t much of it, but the hula was beautiful and again made me so fucking happy when I saw it.

Not rly a reason but heres a nice tip: Moana doesn’t simply mean ocean, we could use Kai for that. Kai is the part of the ocean you can see. Moana is the deep sea. The sea that we voyage on.

There’s really a lot lot more but this is all I got for now yw here u go~

it’s so hard to imagine what good parents are supposed to be. I feel out of sync. watching parents interact with their children and being affectionate looks wrong, like a setup. hearing parents speak to their children with mutual respect or understanding, not demeaning them or manipulating them, looks like a façade. I feel like i should warn them. like I need to protect every kid I see. but some of them are safe? it doesn’t make sense.

Terrifying Kobolds like a Fucking Five Year Old

Context: My character is a 6'2, 171 pound half-dragon, half-drow bloodrager.  Because of a feat, high Charisma, and an added rank, she gets a +11 to Intimidate checks and she’s the only member of the party who speaks Draconic, and we’re entering a dungeon full of kobolds, which she’s very familiar with.  Here are the three times I decided to roll Intimidate checks.

1. Our Rogue failed her stealth check and a kobold noticed her

Me (ooc): Am I close enough to terrify him?

GM: You are.

-rolls a 24-

GM: Ok, everyone, you hear December start speaking in a loud, growling language.

Bloodrager: YOU DIDN’T SEE ANYTHING!

-the kobold immediately walks over to the bookshelf and stares at it-

Our Oracle NPC: What the fuck just happened?

2. There’s a kobold guarding the entrance to the dungeon

Me (ooc): I’m gonna intimidate it.

-rolls a 16-

GM: You step into the room.

Bloodrager: Stand aside.

-the kobold blinks and steps off to the side so we can enter-

Rogue (ooc): How in the fuck.

3. There’s a mass of kobolds who just saw the bloodrager after failing a stealth check.

GM: What are you gonna do?

Me (ooc): I’m gonna scare the shit out of them.

-rolls a 30-

Bloodrager: -steps out from behind the corner and cracks her knuckles with a grin- Are we gonna do this the messy way or are y'all just gonna go sit in that corner over there?

-the kobolds all scurry into the corner and hide behind their shields-

GM: I wanna know how you’re making all these rolls.

Me (ooc): She has a +11 to Intimidate checks.

GM: Does she have the feat that adds her Strength modifier? (this character has a Strength mod of 4 and a Charisma mod of 3)

Me (ooc): Yeah.

GM: Of course she does.

lazytown hcs

Screw it.

Robbie:

  • He was brought up in a very strict, high class family. Like i’m talking mansions.
  • he wasn’t socialized well bc stuffy adult meetings was p much all the socializing he did
  • he also didn’t have to do anything for himself, the servants would. Hence the laziness.
  • all his clothes were hand tailored but he liked to go to the tailoring place and help design his own clothes
  • he was great at drama, math, and english when he tried.
  • He likes fruit only when its chocolate dipped
  • fae or pixie. Why he needs a lot of sugar and why his family kept tabs on him at all times and why his hearing is so good.
  • can play saxophone and piano really well
  • one day he forgot english and accidentally started talking to pixel in icelandic. Pixel ended up knowing icelandic so he went on with his day still speaking it, but stingy got really confused.
  • obsessed with eye shadow, but is subtle about it. He wants to see if anyone notices.
  • doesn’t swear, worst thing he said was probably damn.
  • he can tap dance and ballroom dance pretty well
  • we all know he can sing. Sometimes he hums along to the other songs people are singing when he’s at home
  • has insomnia and a lil depression. just let him nap
  • secretly wants to be admired by the kids (and sporp)
  • lets just say Number 9 wasn’t kind to him, and actually used psychical violence. that’s why he’s jumpy and always flinching.

Spart:

  • not sure of his own origins, he just kinda happened.
  • he’s a raw vegan but will indulge with store bought soy milk on special occasions. 
  • him being an elf is why he can’t eat processed sugar. Robbie likes to try and push it to see how far he can go
  • on board with the honey makes him drunk hc
  • he doesn’t actively seek out honey, the kids just trick him into eating it cause they think drunkacus is funny.
  • once he got angry and hurt someone, but not too badly. He vowed to never get angry again.
  • He’s pretty bad with puzzles and figuring things out
  • elf ears duh. he can hear pretty well with them, which can also be a bad thing.
  • the worst thing he’s ever said was “dingus” and he felt bad about it for weeks.
  • He called Stingy a dingus. Stingy gasped dramatically but didn’t care too much
  • he eats things with the skin on and the entire thing. Like a whole pineapple, top and all
  • Pixel got really concerned when he saw this happen.
  • he also eats flowers. Stephanie picked him a flower and he ate it and she cried.

The Tragedy of Julius Caesar, Act I Scene: 2

Soothsayer. Caesar!
Caesar. Ha! who calls?
Casca. Bid every noise be still: peace yet again!
Caesar. Who is it in the press that calls on me? 
I hear a tongue, shriller than all the music
,
Cry ‘Caesar!’ Speak; Caesar is turn’d to hear.
Soothsayer. Beware the ides of March.
Caesar. What man is that?
Brutus. A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March.
Caesar. Set him before me; let me see his face.
Cassius. Fellow, come from the throng; look upon Caesar.
Caesar. What say'st thou to me now? speak once again.
Soothsayer. Beware the ides of March.
Caesar. He is a dreamer; let us leave him: pass.

( Sculpture: Andrea di Pietro di Marco Ferrucci c. 1512-1514, Julius Caesar

HCs about Victuuri's kids

1. Viktor and Yuri teaching them English as a universal language
2. Viktor teaching them Russian on top of the English and the kids babbling words in both Russian and English
3. Yuri finding out and deciding to teach them Japanese as well
4. When their kids are teenagers, they speak all three, sometimes mixing them into sentences
5. The kids speaking to Yuri in Japanese occasionally but switching to Russian when addressing Viktor
6. “Papa” Viktor
7. “Daddy/Dad” Yuri
8. Uncles Otabek, Yurio, Phichit, and Chris (Minami says hi if they bump into him)
9. Really good skaters (obviously)
10. Yuri shouting “Gamba!” and Viktor shouting “Davai!” like they used to
11. Getting weird stares when people hear their last name is Katsuki-Nikiforov
12. Being used to having a trophy room in their house (medals hanging on the wall with tiny plaques under the gold ones with dates)
13. FREAKING SILVER AND BLACK HAIR
14. BLUE-EST EYES YOU WILL EVER SEE

Stand up. Even if your knees keep on wobbling that you feel like lying on the ground. For your dreams will not come after you, if you keep running away from them. Speak up. Even if you feel like your voice isn’t loud enough for the world to hear. For when everything you feel will not be pretty like fireworks when they explode at once. Wake up and go out not because you want to have fun but because the world is beautiful that it keeps on waiting for you to explore. Do things not because you want to impress the people around you, but because you want to be a living inspiration to someone who is scared to see all the things that surround them. Be the human being who lives and feels. Be someone who isn’t afraid to dream, and is not afraid to work hard for it. Show the best version of you.
—  ma.c.a // You Can
Why You Shouldn’t Use imprecise Language When Talking To Entities

[updated] This is extremely important, and I don’t see this point expanded upon enough. So here it goes;

imprecise language is an all around bad idea. You should always speak as plainly as possible when talking to entities. People often bring the symbolism of our society and use it to sound cooler, smarter, and all around better when doing witchery. The people who hear your statements are usually not from our society, and have no grasp on the meaning you’re trying to get across. It causes misunderstandings that can have disastrous results. 

Heres an example of what i’m talking about:
Lets say im a new witch looking for a deity to worship. Having a deity is something I really want and I’m extremely passionate about it. I send out a calling for a good deity to come and give me a sign that they want me to worship them. “good” is just a too plain word for me to use, I mean, i’m calling upon a god(or goddess) afterall! “I wish for a god of the light to come and give me a sign!” I say. WAIT, queue record scratch and freeze frame! I used phrasing that me and my peers would understand(”a god of the light”), but “the light” does not nessecarily mean “benevolence”. Guess who would qualify as a god of the light? Lucifer is who. Having lucifer try to contact you could be extremely upsetting for someone who doesn’t want to associate with lucifer.

Another example would be if I was banishing evil spirits from my home. If I used the phrasing “Spirits of the shadows, leave this household!” instead of “Spirits who wish me harm, leave this household!” I would have, you guessed it, my house almost just as it was before. Spirits of the shadows could mean any nocturnal creature, and wouldn’t necessarily cover malicious spirits at all. See where i’m going with this?

TL;DR: Speak plainly when talking to deities, spirits, and other non-human entities

- Mod Faye