It doesn’t interest me… what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me… how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me… what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.
I want to know… if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it.
I want to know… if you can be with joy, mine or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn’t interest me.. if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know… if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know… if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, Yes.
It doesn’t interest me… to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done…
It doesn’t interest me… who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn’t interest me..where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.
I want to know… if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
rumor has it that if you beat the type-moon lead artist you become the new lead artist but as of yet we have no proof because takeuchi’s noble phantasm “unlimited king of knights” gives him access to an infinite supply of mile-thick plot armour. hirokazu “god hand” koyama might one day be able to outmatch the rate at which takeuchi can produce more sabers with his own insane drawing speed, and wada arco’s absolute authority over red saber and quality over quantity approach might grant her an edge over takeuchi’s mass produced blue sabers, but as both of them are takeuchi’s allies for now we can only speculate about the outcome of those battles
What do you think Mamoru and Usagi's wedding planning was like? Not a fan of the PGSM version, so I'm looking for a different headcanon to replace it with. :c
I personally love the implication in the manga that Usagi and Mamoru’s wedding is a spectacle. Ten bridesmaids and they’re all wearing their own elaborate wedding gowns and veils? Sign me the heck up.
Why is Chibi Chibi there? Who the heck cares, of course the paradox-causing childlike form of the most powerful sailor senshi of a dystopian future is invited. Usagi Tsukino will not let a little thing like a couple thousand years get in the way of her wedding guests. Her future daughter gets an invite! Her alien friends get an invite! Her talking cats will MC the wedding and people will just accept that as a perfectly normal development in Usagi Tsukino’s life. (Maybe not that last one. But Luna and Artemis and Diana will still get places of honor.)
It’s obviously gonna be a western-style wedding. Usagi’s been dreaming of one since she was a kid. Kenji will balk when she starts to talk about the masses of people she plans to invite and nine different types of fresh flowers that are all imports and the enormous fancy venues she is considering (cathedrals or concert halls or Disneyland or the botanical garden or or or…). But of course, most of it gets mysteriously donated or something (Michiru pulls a few favors for the venue, Haruka calls on a friend who owns a limo company after the idea of flying Usagi there via helicopter is rejected, Mako does the wedding cake herself and secures the flowers). And Mamoru pays for a lot more than is normally expected of the groom (and is way more invested in things like the napkin colors than anyone really anticipated).
The ceremony sounds like it will be weirdly lopsided with Usagi’s literal army to Mamoru’s… well, depending on what fanon you subscribe to, he might have the Shitennou, or just Motoki, or Shingo, or a white cat in a bowtie as his groomsmen. Maybe all of them. That still won’t add up. That’s okay. The senshi are there to support them both. They fill in both sides of the aisle as needed.
The party that follows is legendary. They will still be talking about it for hundreds of years to come. It’s a multi-day affair. The food never stops. Sometimes they stop for naps, just a mess of people in various states of fancy undress piled on one hotel room bed.
Usagi’s family had no idea what they were in for. There are the friends they expected, the ones who Usagi has excitedly talked about so thoroughly for so many years that they feel like part of the family. But also a bunch of really famous pop stars showed up? Who knew the Three Lights were even still around? And also this woman who smells like flowers and carries herself like a queen, and everyone definitely thought Usagi was exaggerating when she said that she was friends with Michiru Kaiou, but there she is, playing the violin. A bunch of people definitely knelt in front of Usagi and Mamoru. A few people kissed her hand. Weird magical shit kept happening. Flower petals spontaneously falling from the ceiling and such. The white cat got into the champagne and started a loud argument with one of the Three Lights. Nobody else found any of this strange.
And if you think this is the end, you are mistaken still. This is only their first wedding. Every couple hundred years, Neo Queen Serenity and King Endymion decide to reaffirm their marriage, just for the heck of it. Just so Serenity can wear a (different, bigger, fancier) white dress.
Often I wonder where you get the texts on Fatal's clothes from
From a very, very wise sage, who resides at the top of a mountain far from my home. I make the trek each time I require the images for my work, the journey spanning over many moon-sets and sun-arisings.
“You know we shouldn´t be reading this, right?”- “What, you scared?”
My pal asked for Moon and Toffee doing “something forbidden”, like reading Eclipsa´s chapter in the book of spells or anything. But I can´t imagine Moon letting someone like Toffee doing that. (But, who knows?)
I can´t hardly imagine them as friends, even when it´s a popular demand, so, let´s put them reading some random book. Definetively they shouldn´t be doing that either. You´re not a good company, guys. You gonna hurt each other :(
if Arya's main motifs are wolves, water, and the moon, then what do you think Gendry's are?
my bastard boy lol he doesnt have as many as arya bc he’s not a pov but theres a couple. the major symbol for gendry is obviously the bull. this is something he takes and makes his own after being called bullheaded by his peers. he willingly uses it as an alias and makes his helm. bulls are symbols of strength, determination and stability. all of which are important traits for gendry. bulls are famously associated with the sun too. so gendry is the sun to arya’s moon tbh. he’s also connected to the south and to fire (via the forge and r’hllor) they’re another ice and fire pairing imo
the helm itself serves as a symbol beyond its shape. the helm was made with gendrys own hands which represents his abilities. gendry might be the son of a king but he’ll make his own way. its also a defensive creation. its used to protect rather than fight or defend. it contrasts to needle, arya’s sword. together they’re a perfect team of offense and defense. hammers are important to him too. gendry uses his to build and create unlike his father who used his war hammer to kill and destroy. not that he doesn’t wield a sword from time to time. he’s also making one of those. gendrys a multitasker lol.