nooks & crannies

To be perfectly honest, I think the biggest thing I want from a modern-day Rogue One AU is Cassian as the owner of a beat-up old white van with illegally tinted windows, a privacy screen over the license plate, and an interior where you will find spy equipment stuffed into every nook and cranny of the car, along with a genuinely ridiculous amount of non-perishable food items, bottled water, and a minimum of three full cans of gas. You’re never gonna convince me of a modern-day AU that doesn’t have Cassian living out of his spy van.

Go where ever it is you want to go. Travel to the places you feel calling to you. You don’t have to experience every nook and cranny on the planet, but know that each and every one is open for you to see and appreciate.
Without each Sign archtype

Aries- Without Aries, we would forget that when we fall and our legs become gashed with scrapes and blood, that is is okay to bounce right back up again. We would forget that spirited curiosity about the world, one where instead of staring back in retrospection, we burst forth in anticipation.

Taurus- Without Taurus, we would lose that loyalty to oneself, where we stay devoted to our sense of self and morals, opinions, views, where they don’t sway in the wind but instead stay routed into the Earth. We would miss out on the creative hand that can tap into the Earths cycles and see the luxury on the tangible realm.

Gemini- Without Gemini, we would forget to question the little things in life, to search into the nooks and crannies of the world for gems of trivia and insight, to laugh when no one else is laughing and see the glimmer of new information. We would forget that the universe sends messages in many different forms.

Cancer- Without Cancer, we would forget the nurture of the divine, the expression of the lunar guardian that guides us through the night, the pure intuition of following a feeling. We would miss out on that sense of comfort, food and creativity that they can provide. Most of all, we would miss the heart that they put into everything.

Leo- Without Leo, there would be no bowing on Broadway, no twirling in the middle of the street simply because they can, no temper tantrums in the middle of a crowded place, no sound of making children laugh quite the same. The very Sun would struggle to come up, its light and its vibrancy reflected in them.

Virgo- Without Virgo, there would be no attention to detail, no helping mind and sense of duty towards the people around us. Public service would dwindle, leaving us in an individualistic mindset over the benefit of all. When we fall, there would be no kind hands ready to help us back up again.

Libra- Without Libra, there would be no weighing up of the pros and the cons, no sense of balance and justice and seeing things from another’s point of view. There would be less holding hands on the street and buying flowers for those that we care for. The Very essence of Venus would feel half missing.

Scorpio- Without Scorpio, we would take things at face value, afraid to dive into the truth, the conspiracies, the taboos of the world. We would forget the power of true connection, a world where frivolities would have more value over what truly matters in life. We would forget the meaning of true loyalty to those we promised it.

Sagittarius- Without Sagittarius, much of the spontaneous humour of the world would be lost, much of the staying up at night and thinking about the stars even though you have responsibilities the very next day. Some of the most imaginative and valuable thinking would be lost, where fields such as the sciences and philosophy would suffer.

Capricorn- Without Capricorn, we would lose that sarcastic, dry humour that takes us off guard in the very best way. We would lose the site to set our goals then methodically plod our way towards them. We would lose the value of tradition and the subtle hints of affection, the gifts, the door held open, the tight lipped smile. So much elegance and grace would be lost.

Aquarius- Without Aquarius, we would miss the moments of invention and innovation that hit them like a lightning bolt in the middle of the night. There would be less eccentricity on the streets, less bright blue and pink hair among a sea of samey samey. We would miss the social progressives that knock down archaic systems that hold us all back.

Pisces- Without Pisces, there would be less compassion in the world, less ability to walk in the shoes of the people around us without barriers. There would be less doodling of dreams on maths books and less staring out of windows. Most of all, the world would feel more void of idealism, dreaming and understanding of the metaphysical.

Witch Tip

Treat yourself to a deep cleanse. Even if you don’t feel super gunky, even if you do light cleanses regularly, take a day to REALLY get in there and cleanse every nook and cranny of your space, your stuff, and yourself. Bask in the feeling of total energy cleanliness. Not only does it feel great afterwards, but it gets you more accustomed to how the energy feels in its purest form, which will make you more conscious of changes and differences later on.

Loving someone is like moving into a house. At first you fall in love with all the new things, amazed every morning that all this belongs to you, as if fearing that someone would suddenly come rushing in through the door to explain that a terrible mistake had been made, you weren’t actually supposed to live in a wonderful place like this. Then over the years the walls become weathered, the wood splinters here and there, and you start to love that house not so much because of all its perfections, but rather for its imperpections. You get to know all the nooks and crannies. How to avoid getting the key caught in the lock when it’s cold outside. Which of the floorboards flex slightly when one steps on them or exactly how to open the wardrobe doors without them creaking. These are the little secrets that make it your home.
—  Fredrik Backman, A Man Called Ove

Can you imagine Hide and Seek at Hogwarts? Like, the entire castle is full of endless nooks and crannies, all sorts of places no one knows about. You could hide for hours. The stairs move during games, picking sides, as the castle chooses its favorites. The kitchens flood with a steady stream of both hiders and seekers, although no one ever seems to settle in the house elves’ domain. Common rooms and dormitories are off limits, because it’s an inter-house competition. 

Gryffindors would end up in corridors rumored to be dangerous, leaving the games victorious, with new stories about the boggart trapped in the unused classroom next to Professor Sinistra’s supply closet. 

Hufflepuffs would make friends with the castle, getting the stairs on their side, so the classrooms they choose to hunker down in for the afternoon become unreachable. 

Ravenclaws using tracking spells to find their friends first. 

Slytherins being in charge of the rule book, keeping score and writing lots of loopholes to use later, winning on hour limits and arbitrary castle bounds.

Hide and seek, man!  

“The world, although well-lighted with fluorescents and incandescent bulbs and neon, is still full of odd dark corners and unsettling nooks and crannies.”
― Stephen King

Love yourself and everything that you are.  Every single little nook and cranny.  When you have unconditional love for yourself, you will only then be able to love all else present around you.

When I was a kid, my parents used to sell at a living history event called The Fair at New Boston near Springfield, OH. It was a magical place for a child.

My godsister and I had innumerable fantastic adventures at New Boston. At that time, she was my other half, almost an extension of my soul - we did everything together. We knew every nook and cranny of that place, and everyone knew us. It was our kingdom.

There was one adventure, and only one, which we did not share. We were about seven at the time. I can’t remember why she was not there that day, but out of loneliness I ended up hanging out with an older boy. He was the son of the wagon-driver, from a largely nomadic family that kept oxen and horses. My godsister and I had known him for years as a background character to our own adventures. He was a quiet boy, reserved, and perhaps put off by the kind of fierce light my godsister seemed to emanate. My own light was softened in her absence, and the wagon-boy and I spent a quiet afternoon upending river stones and collecting snail shells. Then he showed me his secret - a baby squirrel he had rescued. He kept it in a hat and fed it formula from a bottle. I was enchanted, so he showed me more - a whole nest of baby birds, a bunny. He’d raised more in the past. He showed me how he crushed up worms and insects and put them in a dropper for feeding the birds.

It wasn’t an eventful day, but it was a magical moment. I felt strangely protective of it because it was *my* adventure, not shared with my partner. It has a surreal, glittery, golden quality in my memory, like a story or a dream. But it was real. I wonder where that boy is now?

anonymous asked:

Hey, i'd be interested if you have any book rec's with ace/aro protagonists? I'm struggling to find many good ones.

Hey!

So I’ll level with you here, depression’s been beating my ass for the longest time, and even though I know there’s good stuff out there, I’ve not had the energy to go delving into the nooks and crannies of the fiction world to find it, because…… y’know, it’s hard, there’s fudge all out there, I’m tired

But I’m so glad you sent this ask because it’s given me the motivation to sit my butt down and make this happen and this is IMPORTANT to me. So this ask has been an adventure for the both of us, anon friend~

Here’s what I found in my search! I’ve only read a few of them, for the above reason, but I’ve tried to collect stuff that’s been written by aro/ace authors or has received positive reviews from aro/ace people!! Here goes!!! I hope it’s not too lengthy, I got excited!!

The Bone People by Keri Hulme is a mystery novel featuring an asexual protagonist, the reclusive artist Kerewin. It’s set in New Zealand and focuses a lot on Maori culture (the author herself is of Maori descent, as well as openly asexual and aromantic). Trigger warnings for physical abuse, suicide and illness.

We Awaken by Calista Lynne ( @calista-lynne ) features two asexual protagonists, girls who love girls, paranormal shenanigans, and the most beautiful glorious amazing cover I’ve ever seen. It’s also published by Harmony Ink Press, who do positive LGBTQ+ stories and are all round awesome in general. I think this one is available for preorder now, but releasing soon.

Sydney West by Rebecca McKinsey is a mystery/thriller I’ve seen some really great reviews on, which features a canon aromantic protagonist, and also has minimal profanity and minimal graphic description, if that’s not your kinda thing.

How To Be A Normal Person by TJ Klune features an asexual stoner hipster and honestly I don’t even know what else to say about it but this book looks like a wild and very weird ride to say the least.

Every Heart a Doorway by Seanan McGuire has an asexual protagonist and creepy stuff and secret doors and other worlds. Also has a trans character! Seems like a neat premise, I’m keen to read it.

Cold Ennaline by RJ Astruc is paranormal novella also published by Harmony Ink Press, featuring an asexual (and by the sounds of the description quite possibly aromantic) protagonist.

Banner of the Damned by Sherwood Smith is an epic high fantasy with an asexual protagonist and a POC princess and lots of awesome worldbuilding and politics and yeah!

After I Wake by Emma Griffiths features an asexual protagonist and several queer side characters and is also published by Harmony Ink Press! Hooray! Trigger warnings for suicide and mental illness (though the story itself focuses on recovery).

Sinners by Eka Waterfield is a dark fantasy about an asexual sidhe drug dealer, so what else does a person need, really. But yeah! It’s got thumbs-ups from several ace reviewers on goodreads! Trigger warnings for drug use and violence.

Clariel by Garth Nix features a protagonist who’s pretty much 100% absolutely aroace and amazing, and from what I can see many of the aces/aros who’ve read this book strongly identify with her and her experiences and the general consensus is that it’s awesome.  

Afterworlds by Scott Westerfeld features a demisexual WOC and a lesbian love interest and I’ve heard pretty good things about it, though I haven’t read it myself.

Quicksilver by RJ Anderson is a YA sci-fi with an asexual protagonist and lots of decent discussions on asexuality in the book, like the coming out scene, etc.

Interface: inSight by Lucy Mihajlich is another one maybe worth looking out for? It has a kickstarter going, and features a hearing-impaired aroace protagonist, nonbinary representation, and female and POC characters doing cool stuff and not dying… also has, like, cool edgy futuristic dystopia vibes~

A Word and a Bullet by Rachel Sharp has a very very very explicitly-stated aroace character. 100% aroace and cool with it. Also, quirky apocalypse stories are always fun, yeah?

And here’s some other neat stuff I found:

  • From Under the Mountain by Cait Spivey (panromantic asexual author, F/F high fantasy, lots of POC and women characters)
  • Fly By Night by Frances Hardinge (zero romance, cool premise)
  • The Tropic of Serpents by Marie Brennan (ace character, not protagonist)
  • Radio Silence by Alice Osman (honest and open discussions of asexuality and demisexuality, female mixed-race bisexual protagonist, male and female leads do not fall in love)
  • Make Much Of Me by Kayla Bashe (lots of queer rep, including asexual and nonbinary, super positive feelgood themes)
  • Mindtouch and Mindline by M.C.A Hogarth (non-human asexual characters, queerplatonic life-partnership, sounds hELLA CUTE)
  • Guardian of the Dead by Karen Healey (asexual POC leading character, not protagonist)

And I added like a billion things to my TBR lmao help me anon

Lost | Jumin x MC Fanfic

Fandom: Mystic Messenger (MysMe)

Pairing: Jumin Han x Reader/MC/You

Summary: You lost Elizabeth 3rd and Jumin said something that hurt your feelings badly. The idea of the story is per requested by these two lovely people:

Genre: Since it was requested to be Angst. It is dundundununnnn Angst!

Author’s Note: I hope I did some justice!!! Omg I’m so sorry Jumin is my bby and I hurt him badly I am hurt too. No spoilers ahead! I just thought of a scenario between Days 7-9 where in canon, she really went missing. But I took it from there~~ and omg thank u for loving the way i write!!! These asks gets me through the daysss


“Elizabeth? Where are you?” Your voice is the only sound that could be heard on these empty hallways. “Hey… It’s time for your meal…”

Nothing.

Silence.

You pondered at why no white haired furball is prancing towards your way at this time of the day like the usual. Where is she? You started looking from every nook and cranny of the penthouse only to find nothing. Now, now, where did that cat go?

Your heart raced enough for you to feel it pounding violently against your chest, growing afraid of what might have happened. Different ideas started forming inside your head from the bad to the worst ones. You didn’t give up though, you tried to look for her once more as that it’s now time for her lunch meal. You promised Jumin you’d look after her while he’s going on a business trip to Hong Kong today and he was relieved since you didn’t want to come and he couldn’t possibly bring Elizabeth 3rd with him. Two of his most prized possessions in the world are together under his roof.. what could possibly go wrong?

Seconds turned to minutes as you felt a cold sweat break into your forehead, panic growing inside you. Where did she go? She was just here this morning! You asked one of the securities if they’ve seen her run or prancing around but to no avail.. they saw nothing. You even asked them to take you to the CCTV room of the building just to check every corner of the house.

Still, no luck.

What are you going to do?

Jumin’s flight is scheduled to go back at tonight and you promised to welcome him together with Elizabeth 3rd on his door steps.

You felt panic rise up to your head as you frantically jogged back to jumin’s penthouse with trying to find her once more racing up your mind. It’s still a quarter to one; there’s a lot of time left.. but your hopes are slowly being burned like a candle that’s gone small at the possibility of finding the cat within the building premises today. What if she escaped once more? Or she jumped from the penthouse to the ground? That couldn’t be! It’s too high up! Cats do have the tendency to land perfectly on their feet but still! What if she’s been stolen?

What will you do?

It’s been three hours… three hours of desperation and no luck involved in finding Elizabeth. The worst of the worst has already been bugging your mind. It’s now time for Jumin to know. You lost Elizabeth… you’re careless.. you don’t deserve to be with him. How can you lose a domestic pet inside its own habitat anyway?

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I’m ready for *heroes* with DID. I’m ready for a system who consults for the police, because their fifteen alters have all studied their incredibly varied interests intensively and thus know a lot about an incredible variety of things. I’m ready for a superhero whose alters all have separate powers. I’m ready for a teen detective whose alters’ varying personalities help them get contacts in every nook and cranny of humanity.

She is so completely tiny.

“…And look at your nose,” Castiel murmurs, his index finger gently outlining the bridge. “Your perfect little nose. Your ears. Your lips. And your fingers.” Cas touches the mini appendages. His heart is so full, he isn’t sure there’s enough space for all the love filling up his every nook and cranny. “You’re a miracle, Marie—I barely know you and I’d already move Heaven and Earth to see you safe. How did you do that?”

Fast asleep, Marie lays on her Papa’s chest, breathing deeply. She’s a marvel.

“You’re so loved,” he breathes. “Not even a week into this world and you are the most loved person I have ever met. I don’t even—I don’t even know how it’s possible to love you so much; I never thought I’d feel this way about anyone other that your Daddy, but here we are. Heaven, you’re beautiful.”

“Hey. You sweet-talkin’ her?”

Though Cas is startled at first, his expression quickly melts into a gooey smile. Fresh from the shower, Dean stands near the left bedside table, towel wrapped around his waist and hair spiked and damp. He’s lovely. “Something like that… she’s perfect, isn’t she? She’s the most perfect little human being to ever exist.”

Dean hums with a grin of his own. “Sounds like you’re in love, Cas.”

“Aren’t you?”

Dean crawls up on the bed, holding the cloth around his waist as he bites his lip. “With the most gorgeous thing in the universe? Yeah, I’d say I’m pretty smitten.” He punctuates the thought with a soft kiss to Marie’s bare back before moving towards Cas. “Kinda crazy about her Papa, too.”

They share a soft kiss, Dean sliding off the mattress to put on a pair of boxers and quickly dry himself off. He then slips back under the covers and cuddles his little family to his side. “I love you,” he mumbles, placing his palm over Marie’s diapered backside.

Cas leans in for another kiss and Dean is happy to oblige. “I love you, too.”