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The film offers a front row seat on an around the world exploration of how people, groups and entire cultures tap into an alternative “true reality” through spirituality, meditation, and plant medicine. Featuring thought leaders from around the world, including Bruce Lipton, Deepak Chopra, Ram Dass, Marianne Williamson, Sri Sri Ravi Shankar, Foster Gamble and many more.

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‘Araya Flamefist hails from a monastery deep within jagged and forbidding Spine of the World mountains, where discipline and attaining balance of all four elements is valued above all else. Her eagerness to prove herself in battle and tendency to seek out combat whenever she could was what ultimately saw her sent out into the world to recruit new acolytes for the monastery. Together with her raven Tenzin, her elvenphant Kyoshi and a group of adventurers that are almost family to her, she now battles the Cult of the Dragon… or Dragon Club, as she has taken to calling them.’  

~ This engaging fire genasi Monk was commissioned by the gratuitous Charredlore, for one of his adventurers.


‘Located within the North Ward of Waterdeep, just off to the side of the High Road, lies Lingrim’s Lustrous Loot – a shop that sells magical weaponry, armor and trinkets. It is owned by Grimhildur Goldenshield and Aralinathra Syolkiir: an incredibly enthusiastic Dwarven lass with the most marvelous of crimson beards and her long-suffering, tall and graceful moon Elven wife, respectively. They were all too glad to finally find a group of adventurers that they could sponsor in return for a hefty increase to their revenue. Contracts were signed, garbs and armor enchanted with their insignia, and off into the world Araya and her friends went to foister faintly sparkling pamphlets onto just about everyone.’   

 ~ This fancy shield belongs to the OC’s of Charredlore. A crest design in the distinctive golden ‘Dwarf-Deco’ style in combination with a stylish purple ‘Elf-nouveau’ (or ‘Elvendstil’ if you like) eye, if I may be so bold to label the styles myself ;)…

avatarsymbolismsblogs  asked:

au + 5 hc -genderbent Maiko. The Earth King marries Fire Princess Zuko

Genderswap AUs, AKA the many many many possibilities for girl!Zuko’s name. Today we are going with Kazuko.

1. When Kazuko is thirteen, her uncle helps her sneak into a war meeting, and she speaks out in defense of newly recruited Fire Nation soldiers being used to bait a trap for the Earth Kingdom. She is told she must fight an Agni Kai for the insult, and when the opponent turns out to be her own father, the kneels down and refuses to fight. He burns her for the disgrace.

Instead of banishing her, he takes advantage of the customs of the enemy. He tells her thst if she loves the Earth Kingdom so much, she can marry into it. The fact that she was defending Fire Nation soldiers goes unnoticed, and as soon as she is reasonably healed, she is packed in a boat and sent to the Earth King.

2. She is of course much too young for Kuei, and their marriage is never consumated. It was expected that it would be when she was older, but instead, for three years she lives the cloistered life of a queen in Ba Sing Se, and if she thought her mother’s life was restrictive, it’s got nothing on this. She figures out pretty quickly it’s Long Feng who is really in charge, and she isn’t sure her husband, who she sees only rarely, actually understands why he married a scarred child other than the vague word “politics”. She doesn’t think he understands the treaty he signed, or why she is here, or any of the things that even as Ozai’s despised and disregarded daughter, she knows.

3. The treaty Kazuko’s father signed with the Earth King (or more accurately with Long Feng) is that the Fire Nation will leave Ba Sing Se and its surrounding territories alone and instead continue their campaigns of conquest in Earth territory not within the Earth King’s dominion, and Ba Sing Se’s forces will not be used to defend those territories. This suits Ozai fine. He has no intention of tackling Ba Sing Se just yet, and in the meantime, he can scoop up some suddenly much easier conquests. It is however a treaty he intends to break, and Kazuko walks into her marriage knowing this. The only question is what is she supposed to do when the Fire Nation does attack. Is she to be killed as a useless hostage, will she die at the hands of her father’s forces? Does he expect her to be a double agent for him? In the end, she keeps Azula’s presence secret for her and sides with her to conquer the city. For her pains, she is named governor of Ba Sing Se.

It’s there in the city that Mai and Kazuko kindle their child crushes into romance, and Mai chooses to stay behind with her in Ba Sing Se. Azula, who has suffered far fewer defeats without an interfering sibling around, says okay.

4. Governing Ba Sing Se is no easy task. Azula may see it as a suitable job for an idiot unwanted sister, but it actually takes a lot of skill and hard work to disentangle th Dai Li, keep the peace, and cement the Fire Nation conquest. And then there is managing the occupation. Kazuko, who has spent the last three years banging her head against the brick wall that is Long Feng and the Dai Li does not appreciate the Fire Nation officers and officials who try to treat her and her city the same way. She and Mai work hard, long hours trying to make it work. But they are women from a conquering empire, and they are not well loved. Much of the underground critisism is extremely misogynistic in nature, and some of the writers even manage to guess the nature of her and Mai’s relationship, or at least post lurid accusations to that effect. It’s lots of fun.

5. It’s Iroh who teaches the Avatar how to firebend, Iroh who warns them what Ozai intends to use the comet for, and Katara and Toph who go to take Azula on together. Iroh goes to liberate Ba Sing Se and also his neice, who he hasn’t seen in more than three years. He has a crown princessship to offer her if she wants it. Kuei, who shows up not long after the White Lotus retake the city is like, “You can’t go? We’re married? In the Earth Kingdom we don’t do divorce?” and Kazuko is like, “In the Fire Nation, we totally do, get fucked, Kuei, our marriage wasn’t consumated anyway.” She leaves it to Mai and Iroh to put this in more diplomatic language.

Discworld x Mob Psycho 100

Courtesy of @ofpaintedflowers​ and @happikattwuzheere

There has been some general progress in the development of this AU. In particular concerning Mob and Swamp Dragons, who he feels an inexplicable kinship towards. 

Mob’s introduction to the Swamp Dragons is when his classmate, Sammy, ‘hires’ Reigen and Mob to investigate the haunting of the his manor and stables. The details of that particular adventure are yet to be worked out, but it basically ends with Reigen and Mob sitting down to tea with Sammy and his mother, a gracious noblewoman, Lady Ramkin, who takes a liking to Mob immediately. (Reigen is less pleased when the Captain of the City Watch, Sam Vimes, walks in and demands to know “what the bloody hell is that overblown con artist doing at my dining table”). 

After things settle down though, Mob makes frequent trip to the shelters to help care for the dragons. (Reigen too. Although never when Captain Vimes could be coming home.)

(I totally stole ofpaintedflowers’s costume designs for these. If you guys go bother her enough, maybe she’ll post the rest of her gorgeous designs for this crossover.)

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I have been experimenting with new teas, spell jars, and essential oil blends🌿 These three were created especially for a dear soul friend of mine going through quite a bit of stress and lack of inner acceptance but I am going to start offering little bundles for different intentions🙇

A tea for soothing the soul and releasing negative energy made with Mugwort, Hibiscus, Rosemary, Lemon Balm, Blue Cornflower, and Juniper Berries🌱 Little oil blend consistenting of Peppermint, Patchouli, and Cedar to bring the body, mind, and spirit back to balance🍃 And I created a special intended spell jar for the reminder of one’s inner strengths, along with holding protecting energies of love and abundance✨

These take quite a bit of energy to create but have proven to be quite worth it in the long run and so I would like to offer it to you guys as well🌹 I will start taking any special requests, please send me over a message if you are interested😄 I hope everyone is having a lovely day, sending many well wishes and bright blessings starshines!💚

windona  asked:

This idea has been eating up my brain, so I present to you: Blue Spirit!Ursa

After Ursa gives Ozai the poison to kill Azulon, she goes home and finds out that her parents are dead, but instead of Ikem finding her, she stumbles across the Order of the White Lotus.  They take her in, help her get on her feet, arrange with Iroh to get her updates on how her children are doing, and in turn she begins to absorb some of the Order’s philosophies and listens to the tales of woe of members of the Order who have been hurt by the Fire Nation’s war of conquest, or who have witnessed others being hurt by it.  To Ursa, the biggest surprise are how many of them are like her, Fire Nation people.

To Ursa, it becomes clear that killing Azulon is not enough.  She left Ozai in place to rule, and there he still is, tearing apart families, poisoning rivers, clearing forests for mining and military industry, all in the name of his own personal power.  She needs to do more.  She dons the mask of the Blue Spirit, and works to create a little justice right in the heart of Ozai’s empire, sabotaging munitions plants, and mining operations, freeing conscript labor, and fighting to take back her homeland.

Meanwhile, disturbing news about her children reaches her from Iroh…

A chance to say goodbye - Bruce Wayne x Reader

Summary : You’re a meta-human able to see ghosts, summon them etc etc…and you decide to give your Bruce a birthday gift he’ll never forget.

I had this story in my head for quite a while now, not sure how to feel about it though. I don’t know, you guys know me, I’m like : “meh” as usual…Anyway, don’t hesitate to tell me what you think please, wether you liked or not :-) …Hope you’ll like it though  :

(My master list, by the way : Right here )

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When Bruce was looking all around the World for meta-human, he found you in a small village in France’s country side, and…you intrigued him right away.

You were sitting on a bench in a small cemetery, lost in daydreams.

He felt irreversibly attracted to you. The way you seemed lost in your thoughts, the glint in your eyes as you looked at nothing in particular, your poise, even the way you breathed subjugated him, for reasons he couldn’t quite pinpoint…When you turned your head to him, feeling his presence, and your eyes locked on each other, the beating of his heart became ecstatic, uncontrollable…He had to talk to you.

Against all of his usual instinct, he approached you and sat down next to you. And the conversation just flew naturally. It was something he never experienced before. You were a total stranger, and yet, he felt like he knew you since forever.

(Y/N). That was your name. It rolled on his tongue delightfully. In the span of a few hours, you just talked about anything and everything. It was just too amazing, and for a minute, he thought maybe you were a meta-human whose powers was to control one’s emotions, because he never talked like that to anyone, including his close friends, so to a total stranger…

Turned out, your powers weren’t to control someone’s feelings, not at all. Your powers were…scarier, and you hated using them. You had a special bond with Death…You could summon zombie warriors from the ground and control them, you were able to see if someone’s life was going to end soon, and was plagued by visions of ghosts of people that still had important business to finish on Earth. You hated your powers.

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chocolateclockwise replied to your post “Would you mind telling me more about horseradish, mugwort and jasmine…”

Where did you study all of this? I’m pretty interested!

Mmmyyy mother is…a little eccentric? Doesn’t really believe in medicine, thinks some people are naturally gifted healers sent by God to absorb the suffering and pain of others…I’ll give y’all about thirty seconds to realize where this is going. 

So when a natural faith healer at the church tells my mother that her eldest child—who died twice at birth and who is always sick and seems ridiculously sensitive to those around her and is drawn to stories about fairies and Celtic myth—is an “indigo child”, well, makes perfect sense to my mother. I don’t need medical or psychological help, I’m just Special, and I’m here to heal her and everyone who needs me. 

With hindsight, I can’t fully begin to tell you how psychologically damaging that was growing up because I’m still dealing with it. But it did afford me a varied and alternate education which if nothing else, was interesting. 

When I was 16 and my math tutor turned out to be an alternative health therapist with multiple therapeutic skills. It suddenly didn’t matter that I was failing high school math, it was more important that I learn as many new ways to help people as possible. I became the youngest reiki and seikhem qualified practitioner in the UK at the age of 17. I took courses in aromatherapy, crystal healing, other types of energy healing, basic reflexology (never finished that one, would like to though), I learned palmistry and tarot from other women at our church, tea leaves too. My mother was less happy about the things she considered to be open witchcraft, but she tolerated it to some degree if it meant I was fulfilling my destiny as a healer. I also learned to be a master tea blender for my job, and got qualifications to train other people in yoga, which is what makes people telling me to try green tea and yoga for my chronic health issues so profoundly laughable because I’m literally a qualified teacher of both those things. And yet despite all this, I could never seem to help myself. But then I wasn’t supposed to, so clearly I should just put up with my pain…until I couldn’t deal with it anymore and started looking for answers. Right in time to just get really sick, which is where you find me at now, several years down the line and slowly piecing myself back together.

I don’t regret learning the things that I did, and I do find some of them to be truly beneficial and complimentary to medicine and helping with mental well being. It also introduced me to many different kinds of vulnerable people who needed help and opened my eyes to the silent suffering of others and affirmed the one thing I knew to be true in all of this, that kindness and compassion are not weakness and can often do more good than the “toughest” of love.

But it also taught me to take no harm, do no shit, and to never set yourself on fire to keep others warm.

And I’ll come hell for leather for anyone who tries to use other people’s beliefs that “natural is best” for profit and exploit that view point through to dangerous conclusions. I spent a long time surrounded by charlatans and abusive adults growing up, I have little patience for it now.

anonymous asked:

9 - Zen to MC

Thanks for the prompt! Note: I am really rusty but here you go. I really wanted this to be angst but my brain was like “Nope! It’s past one am! That’s too late for angst!” …and only fluff came out. (I have another one of these to do, but it’s almost two am now and I have to get up early for the farmer’s market tomorrow. So hopefully tomorrow afternoon/evening!)

“It doesn’t matter, I’m not leaving you.”


The sunlight shone through the blinds, forcing a groan out of your mouth as you squeezed your eyes more tightly shut. Not morning, not already. Your body ached, the fatigue seeming to run deep into your bones. Not yet. You had to get up for Zen’s rehearsal - you knew that. And yet the very thought of even moving made you want to die.

Almost as if through a fog, you heard his voice. “Babe?” Gentle hands shook your shoulders lightly, and you tried to make your way through the haze long enough to respond. Instead of that, however, just another groan escaped. Dimly, you were aware of a cool touch on your forehead, fingers brushing aside bangs before he placed the back of his hand against your skin. At his sharp intake of breath, you managed to crack your eyes open, but he had already left the room. Even so, you were only vaguely aware of that fact as you flitted in and out of consciousness.

A few minutes later, the smell of breakfast was enough to wake you up, if only barely. “Zen…?” Your voice was nearly gone, and Zen was already shushing you.

“I know you probably don’t feel like eating, but you shouldn’t skip your meals, even when you’re sick. It’s just oatmeal, but it should go down easily.“ He set the tray down on your lap, your apparent sickness keeping the confusion from completely clearing away. He didn’t seem to notice, though, as he placed a cup of tea next to the oatmeal on the tray. “Apparently green tea is good for your health, and I put honey in it in case your throat was bothering you.” He smiled, leaning forward and kissing your forehead. “I’m going to take care of you today, so just rest, okay?” A warm feeling spread in your chest, despite the sickness. You hadn’t seen this side of him before; he had always been protective, but he was now also quite…motherly? The thought made you smile. Suddenly it dawned on you. “Zen…your rehearsal! We have to leave now or you’ll–mmf.

Zen had taken the spoon from you and gently stuffed it in your mouth. “Shhh. I called the director already and told him what was going on. Rehearsal has been rescheduled.” He winked. “My attendance has always been so perfect that the director owes me a few favors, anyway. Besides, I bet just getting to look at my face all day will make you feel better in no time!”

You couldn’t help but giggle…however, your face turned serious again. Not that you really had the energy for arguing, but you felt guilty he was missing rehearsal for you. “But Zenny…”

Whatever you were going to say got cut off as he pulled you into a hug. “It doesn’t matter. I’m not leaving you.” He kissed the top of your head, soft smile on his lips as his voice lowered to a murmur. “Just please rest and let me take care of you today, okay princess?” After a few moments of hesitation, you nodded against his chest, resolving to make it up to him later - and secretly loving how much he wanted to take care of you.

A blanket, a tea and a mother's love

Summary: “I’m in love with your son.” “I know.” And that’s all it took for Dan Howell to break.

Word Count: 2.7k

A/N: Just some disgusting Dan-Mrs. Lester fluff. FLUFF enjoy.

When they got to the Lester’s house and were told that Dan usual room was being painted and that he and Phil had to share his room, the brunette didn’t think much of it, after all, they slept together all the time.

Well, they used to sleep together all the time back in 2009. I mean, it has only been, what? Seven years? They always fell asleep in the lounge and even ended up cuddling so, was there a differece?

The answer was yes. Yes there was.

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❧There is an old legend a fairy story, of the reindeer mother who brought light back to earth by flying through the air. Much older than any other winter tale, the deer mother was a source of birth, fertility and feminine magick for people of the far northern lands where much of the winter year was shrouded in dark. Female shamans connected with her by wearing antlered headdresses and drinking a sacred tea made with the amanita muscaria mushrooms. ❧

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avatarsymbolismsblogs  asked:

au + 5 hc focusing on the Fire Nation royal family where everyone's gender is reversed, so daddy's girl Zuko and momma's boy Azula

Side note, I always have this debate with myself when I write genderswapped Zuko, because “ko” is a feminine ending in Japanese names.

1. Firelord Azula takes her younger daughter Oza with her to ask for the hand of Avatar Roka’s grandson.  Poor Ursulon was uh, kind of engaged at the time, to another guy, and yes, his wife at their wedding still tells him she and the royal family own him now, and really this was not how Ursulon ever expected his life to go.

2. Firelord Soza and his daughter Azula have between them ruled the country for more than a hundred years when Azula orders her younger daughter to murder her daughter Zura.  Azula was a warrior Firelord who led armies in the field, and her daughter Ilah is leading an army against Ba Sing Se.  How dare her younger daughter Oza dishonor the memory of her niece, another warrior princess, when Oza has never spent a single day on campaign?

3. Little Zura wakes up after a strange conversation with her father in the middle of the night to find her father gone, and her mother the new Firelord.  Her face is still burned, and she is still cast out to hunt for the Avatar, with an all female crew, lest she muddy the succession with a pregnancy.  Little Azulon is still favored and still a protege.  One glaring difference however is that he meets Mai and Ty Lee through somewhat different channels, as he doesn’t go to the Royal Fire Academy for girls.  Zura brings them over as friends, and Azulon sets out to steal them instead.

4. The really interesting thing about this AU for me is two things, after more than a hundred years of powerful warrior women Firelords, the Fire Nation martial tradition is gender neutral, and for many if not most Fire Nation people, the image of a fearsome warrior is female.

5. The other is how other people in other nations react to Zura.  Sokka for example makes the terrible mistake of laughing at her, and loses a tooth and gets his nose broken as well as being dumped in the snow for his pains.

anonymous asked:

Can you give me 10 random facts about each of the boys that aren't absolutely depressing?

Eric:

- His favourite pizza was green peppers & pepperoni

- Eric had a dog named Sparky whom he loved very much, but was sick and often worried about his health

- Hated rap and country music

- Loved slim jims (lol) & Jalapeno hot salsa sunflower seeds

- One of his favourite meals was steak

- Eric’s parking space number at school was 371

- Made the web pages for the science department at Columbine

- Eric’s favourite ice cream was chocolate chip cookie dough

- His favourite drinks were coke & raspberry tea

- His mother is a twin

 Dylan: 

- Dylan’s fav drink (besides vodka ;) ) was Dr. Pepper

-He was given a mini – fridge for his birthday from his parents that he kept in his room that had tons of Dr. Pepper & candy bars

- Dylan made $6.50/hour at Blackjacks pizza

- suspended for the second time for vandalizing another student’s locker

- Got a ticket for running a red light

- He wore a soviet red star sickle & hammer on his boots

- Dylan seemed like a good friend: “Eric loved the disco lights and rowdy music and camaraderie he found at Rock N’ Bowl. He was there most Friday nights. Only this night, many of his pals had early-morning Saturday plans. Only two made it to the bowling alley, Dylan and Robyn. Dylan wouldn’t let Eric down, wouldn’t let him be all alone.” - Eric’s last birthday - The Rockey Mountain News - August 22nd, 1999”

- In early 1999, Dyl was involved in a minor car accident with a girl, she accidentally clipped his car when leaving the school parking lot – Eric immediately jumped out of the car and started getting angry, but Dylan told her not to worry about it and ordered Eric back in the car

- When Dylan was 10, he fell asleep after playing in the rocks behind his house, and when he woke up it was dark and he could hear coyotes. He was too scared to run back to his house, so he stayed there until dawn.

- His granddad died when his mom was only 18

Hell-o everyone, I have a story about my English class. Over the last week we were writing fairytales, fables, and/or parables and my creative and impressionable mind of course thought “NINJA FAIRYTALE” because of, you know, Naruto. So I wrote this really weird fairytale about three ninja who go to save a princess but they weren’t saving her for the king’s sake, they were actually gonna take her back to their village. Blah blah blah, it was pretty shitty and I didn’t like it but I thought I would hand it in because I’m a senior and I only have two days left. Then I remember my teacher said something about reading our stories aloud and me and my anxiety laughed loudly and started nervously sweating. English is eighth period, I rewrote the entire fairytale in fifth, sixth, and seventh period. Whether it was better than the original or not is up for debate but I halfway incorporated Kushina and Minato’s red hair of fate story into it though a poor job of doing so. Anyway! If you read my coffee-enhanced ADHD rambling than I applaud you and apologize for the amount of time you wasted. GOODBYE!

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Happy mother’s day! 😄

I made a Japanese style cheesecake for my mother. It tasted heavenly but it wasn’t as fluffy as it was supposed to be…
My mother wanted to make a raspberry biscuit roll but the biscuit broke so she turned it into a desert. It tasted very good nevertheless 💖. So in the end, all is well~
Maru and Miya joined us as well 💕 but we still have plenty left over which means there’s desert for tomorrow too!!

Hogwarts Houses Tea
  • Gryffindor: Something Starbucks like, loads of sugar. Sometimes they put it in water bottle with ice and sip it throughout the day.
  • Ravenclaw: Always has tea! Lots of different herbal teas. Sometimes adds honey when their throat is sore.
  • Hufflepuff: Also adds loads of sugar. Usually the mixed berry teas are their favorite. You may catch them with a cup with multiple tea bags.
  • Slytherin: They'll drink Thai tea. However, if you prepare them the same kind of tea that their mother made for them.❤
Origins

by: mldrgrl
rated: R (language)
summary: Hank meets Stella’s mother

Hank could tell there was something on Stella’s mind from the moment she got home.  She put her things down and shook off her coat at the door.  He had the pages of a new manuscript in his lap, a red pen in one hand, and a drink on his knee.  She came over to the couch and sat beside him, tucking her legs up under her before she reached for his glass and took a sip.

“What’s on your mind, Sherlock?” he asked.

She took another sip of his whiskey and then sucked the aftertaste off her teeth.  “Are you free tomorrow afternoon?” she asked.

“I could be.”

“If you’re not, you don’t have to change plans.”

“It wouldn’t be changing plans, per se.  What’s up?”

“I’ve been summoned to tea at Harrod’s.  I’d like you to come with me.”

Hank flipped the pages of his manuscript into order and then leaned over to place the stack of paper on the table.  He dropped his red pen there as well and then lay back against the couch, inclined towards Stella.  He put his hand on her knee and gave it a squeeze.

“Do I ring Jeeves and have him lay out my top hat and tails?”

“You can wear what you’d like.”

“Who are we having tea with?”

Stella downed the rest of Hank’s whiskey and tipped her head back as she swallowed.  “My mother.”

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