veil of mystery


Co-star Jaime Murray about David Suchet’s Poirot smell
(Agatha Christie’s Poirot 10x01: “The Mystery of the Blue Train”)

You: Sirius Black, isn’t he the one dead one?

Me, an intellectual: *sobbing through the flood of snot as I desperately wipe away the torrent of tears cascading down my face* NO *sniffing* HE’S *crying* FUCKING *collapsing into a puddle on the floor* NOT!!!!!!

All 9 main characters have been assembled! Character visuals have been revealed at the event for all FMA fans!

Until now, all characters except for Ed and Al have been hidden behind a veil of mystery. At the exhibition on July 12th, an event for all FMA fans, the character visuals were revealed!

The visuals that were revealed to the public recently include those who believe in the brothers’ bond, Ed, Al, and Winry; Those who protect the brothers’ bond, Colonel Mustang, First Lieutenant Hawkeye, and Lieutenant Colonel Hughes; And those who destroy the brothers’ bond, Lust, Envy, and Gluttony. Three sets of three people.

Wrapped in a red cloak with his real hair dyed yellow, showing off his familiar transmutation pose, the protagonist Ed is portrayed by Ryosuke Yamada. The armored younger brother Al, portrayed in CGI thanks to Director Sori’s skills, stands as if he’s really on the scene. Finally, Ed and Al’s childhood friend who is always by their side supporting them, the cute Tsubasa Honda portrays Winry with a truly Winry-like smile.

Next, dressed in stylish military uniforms, we have Dean Fujioka as Colonel Mustang, along with his family at the military’s eastern headquarters- Ryuta Sato with Hughes’ characteristic kind face, and the cool and composed Hawkeye played by Misako Renbutsu, debuting her blonde hair.

Finally, the three artificially created humans known as the “homunculi” make their appearance in a dark and imposing visual. Wearing a sexy and voluptous dress, Yasuko Matsuyuki is Lust the Lascivious, Envy the Jealous is played by Kanata Hongo, and Gluttony the Voracious is Shinji Uchiyama.

The high quality reproductions of the main characters’ full appearances have finally appeared!

(Source: FMA movie official Tumblr)

Most Guardians come back as soon as they can. They don’t like the not-knowing-ness of it, the nothing-feeling. Imagine being full of emptiness: a contradiction in terms until you’ve felt it yourself, felt it boiling up and out of you, and besides, non-terminology fits that non-place better than the alternative. Most run away; yes run, it’s a metaphor of course, what do you think I am, stupid? They run away and they shut their eyes so tight that they don’t see anything until their Ghost wakes them up.

Another metaphor. Dying is not like dreaming.

We’re very metaphorical, we Warlocks. Sometimes others ask us what we see, in the between - because it’s not really death, you know, not as we used to teach it, it’s a between-place of un-being where you exist anyway but aren’t anything. They say ‘do you see a river’ and ‘what was waiting for you’ and they miss the point because they can’t think in metaphor, they can see only allegory and they don’t see the difference, don’t see that the frameworks are broken and don’t fit.

But there is a river there. It is as dark as space and in its depths wink stars that are not stars and they go on forever. I wonder what happens if you drown yourself in it, and whether it is a veil that hides other mysteries or whether within it lies a true end to everything.

It is not so hard to die once, and not so scary, but I am afraid to die in that second place where I am already dead.

- Cryptarch Records // Anonymous

Imagine Harry and Ginny a few months into their marriage and they’re so happy and in love and then one day they go shopping for food and household items and Harry just casually grabs certain items before Ginny hisses at him to “Check the prices, Harry, God! That bed set is far too expensive, we’re not going to have anything left to get the food with!” And Harry starts to laugh and say “We don’t have to worry about -” and then he stops and he and Ginny look at each other. And Harry realizes that she’s grown up having to measure out all her money and decide what she can and cannot have for a certain week or month or year. And Ginny realizes that she is actually no longer obligated to worry about money ever again. 

Imagine Harry and Ginny eating dinner together and Ginny’s telling him about certain meals her mum made and teasing him about how he wolfs everything down and “Honestly Harry, you’re worse than Ron!” and Harry retorts laughingly “well old habits die hard, I had to fight Dudley for meals all the time, you at least knew you were going to eat every day!” And Ginny’s grin starts to fade and she asks “You…you didn’t get to eat everyday?” And Harry realizes what he said and he changes the subject quickly and Ginny looks at the plates in front of him and resists the urge to pile on some more potatoes. And the next day Vernon Dursley’s car is egged. 

Imagine Harry and Ginny both suffering from night terrors and PTSD and agreeing that maybe going to that therapist Hermione recommended isn’t such a bad idea, and that’s how Thursday night became Therapy Night when they go out to dinner or to the pub after each session and agree that  they need to talk to some Healers about introducing these sessions since therapy is still widely seen as muggle nonsense in the wizarding world.

And Ginny murmurs over her fire whiskey that sometimes she can still hear Tom Riddle murmuring in her ear, and Harry whispers that he dreams about running after his mother and father and Sirius and Remus as they disappear behind the Veil in the Department of Mysteries and he doesn’t know if he wakes from terror or regret about not making it through. And they go back home and hold each other closer that night and both wake up with raging hangovers. 

So I couldn’t sleep last night and wrote this little drabble. 

I think this may be another “to-write-later” stories. But as it is…

“Is it-“

“Oh Merlin, it’s-“

“Someone call-“

“-me get him up!”

“No, don’t move him you fool!”

“No,” he managed to choke out. “No, no!”

They were trying to hold him down.

Hands. Too many hands, touching him…

“Don’t touch me.”

The light was hurting his eyes. The air was hurting his lungs. The smell was hurting his nose. The noise was hurting his ears. Everything was too much. Too much...

Then he felt it. The tingling feeling of a spell washed over him and numbed it all.

Everything stopped.

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Cirque du Bangtan : A Carnival of Souls (Taegi/BTS)

Genre: Smut - Vampire!AU, Circus!AU, Detective!AU

Words: 14.5K+

Author: Admin Kaycie & Admin JP

Summary: Staring BTS as the exclusive circus troupe behind the nation’s biggest unsolved mystery. In the height of their fame, can Detective Kim Taehyung find the connection between the thousands of corpses turning up suddenly and tie it to the ethereal beings of the bangtan troupe- or will he fall as yet another victim claimed by Cirque du Bangtan, the carnival of souls?

Tags: Smut, Blood Play, Dirty Talk, Double Penetration, Oral Sex, Bukake, Pet Kink, Vampire!AU, etc.

Originally posted by iamyoonseoktrash

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anonymous asked:

Hii! Can you do a fic in the future where jughead already published his first novel and he has like some sort of conference or sth where he gets asked questions and all and somebody asks about the girls next door and he talks so sweetly about her and like Betty is in there too and all. Idk if you get it but English isn't my first language. Oh and I love your writing btw you are really talented

*insert here Titanic’s “It’s been 84 years” gif* Yes, it’s a prompt!! I finally uploaded one! Easter holidays are totally messing my writing scedule and I’m so terribly sorry for that. But I’m back in the game and I promise I’ll be my usual bughead obsessed self from now on! So, I’ve finished this just before the episode aired yesterday (I was just so tired to go over it and post it after the episode ended, I’m sorry) and I’m very pleased a lot of things that I wrote became canon. I had so much fun writing this because I’m a sucker for future fics and because that’s pure fluff and a huge, much needed dose of happiness to Jughead’s life! Also I changed the request a little, I wrote this as a TV interview just to make it more grande for Juggie, I hope you don’t mind, nonnie! Thank you for requesting and for your lovely words!!! <3 Hope you all enjoy (and maybe this will make you hate me less for my tardiness) !! <3


Betty could literally feel herself bouncing on her heels with nervous excitement, the velvet material of her blush colored pumps getting scratchy as they rubbed up against each other but, truly, right now, she didn’t give a damn about her potentially ruined shoes. She could only focus on the red digital numbers changing sequentially over the silver doors of the semi-packed elevator she was in, biting her lip nervously and counting mentally in her mind as if that way, somehow, the numbers would run faster and the silver cage would miraculously arrive on her floor in a nanosecond.

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The 9 Veils of Human Thought

There are over 7 billion people on the planet. Most of them live and die without having seriously contemplated anything other than what it takes to keep their lives together.

All human endeavors are a filtration process. It can be said that less than 1% of the world’s 7 billion humans ever pierce all nine veils, and it would appear that even this small minority is ever-shrinking.  

The first veil: Few of us will pierce the first veil and find the world of politics. We will vote, become active and develop an opinion. Our opinions will be shaped by the physical world around us; we will have been “conditioned” from our days in public education to accept that government officials, network media personalities and other “experts” are the primary voices of authority.

The second veil: The second veil, we will find reason to explore the world of history, the relationship between man and government.

The third veil:  Eventually, we pierce the third veil to conclusively find that the resources of the world, including people, are controlled by wealthy and powerful families whose incorporated old world assets have, with modern extortion strategies, become the foundation upon which the entire world’s economy is currently indebted.

The fourth veil: Then they pierce the fourth veil to discover the Illuminati, Freemasonry, and the other secret societies. These societies use symbols and perform ceremonies that perpetuate the generational transfers of arcane knowledge that is used to keep the ordinary people in political, economic and spiritual bondage.

The fifth veil:  The fifth veil we learn that the secret societies are advanced technologically that boundaries and controlling the very thoughts and actions of people is what their members do by a multitude of outlets that affect us daily.

The sixth veil: Ten percent will progress to pierce the sixth veil where we learn the creatures and esoteric knowledge we thought were the fictional creations of childhood literature are indeed a reality. The actual controlling forces behind the secret societies uncovered in the fourth veil are what is being used against humanity.

The seventh veil:  The creative force of the entire universe will be shown to be linked to numerical code formulas and sequences, and all “mysteries” including the very fabric of time, space, parallel universes, and access therein is unlocked.  Those whose intellects allow them to pierce the seventh veil often succumb to the lure and promise of massive wealth offered by the ruling elite, and thus over ninety percent of the people in this group will live and die without piercing the eighth veil.

The eighth veil: Piercing the eighth veil reveals truth and the innate ability of intuition.  Deep-seated Humility is needed in order to ever pierce this veil.

The ninth veil: The final veil is what we have experienced in dreams and heard as tales from monks. The mastery and understanding of the our world and the functions of metaphysical law. The unlocked potential of intuition and energy.    

anonymous asked:

About the Great Wall movie, it was created by Chinese people and is made in China. Plus Matt Damon's character was specifically written to be a foreigner mercenary and the movie had most of its creative input come from Chinese filmmakers as opposed to Americans controlling it. While Matt Damon's character helps in a major way, he does not save the day, the badass lady in the blue armor (Lin) does.

“…it was created by Chinese people and is made in China.”

Is this supposed to make Asian AMERICANS (including me) shut up about whitewashing and the racism perpetuated by it? You see, the thing about white people is that they think all Asian people are the same. White people CANNOT tell the difference between Asian Americans, Asian immigrants, Asian refugees, and especially Asian people who are native to their own country. But we DO have names, come from different countries and areas, and we have different life experiences you know.

Now, let’s take a little tour of some whitewashed Asian characters/roles. Your favorite movie is at the bottom.

So if you know how to do basic math, we have been whitewashed or had roles taken from us for at least 102 years. But hey, let’s just shut up about it because the latest movie was made by “Chinese people.” And by the way, the movie was NOT “made” by Chinese people. It was directed by a Chinese man (Zhang Yimou) yes, but was written by white men based on a story by Jewish men. Now please embarrass yourself somewhere else.

Angry Asian Guy

“Almost nothing earth-shattering can be said about what little we know of Demri Parrott (born 2/22/68), except that she was practically worshiped by her fiancé, Layne Staley.

There is no memorial to this woman, no lasting legacy that rival’s fellow rock-star girlfriend Courtney Love’s, no one even knows who she is. She was a woman veiled in mystery and poetic silence, and yet she succeeded in breaking the spirit of one of the most talented singers of the 20th century.” 


( Oldest Fem!lock photos we have! )

❤ Tomorrow we are going to shoot something new (Fem!lock, of course)  ^^ We have some (3, for now) special ideas, someone wants to try to deduce? 

We’re going to use: Flowers, balls, skulls, veils, peculiar kind of shoes and a white coat ;)

The game is on (?)

Plus, we are going to make some Fem!Ninth Doctor photos by Oxy and other not-cosplay-stuff photos ^^  ❤ 

  • Oxy&Azalhea ❤

Rashaida Tribe Woman Near Massawa, Eritrea by Eric Lafforgue Photography
Via Flickr:
The Rashaida tribe came to Eritrea from Saudi Arabia about 200 years ago, they live in the desert along the coastline of the Red Sea, are muslim, and their homeland extends from Massawa, Eritrea, to Port Sudan, Sudan; they are nomadic, the men are excellent camel traders and some even go to Emirates to take care of the rich people’s animals; Rashaida women always wear veils to cover their nose and their mouth, but not the hair, Rashaida live in isolated communities, preferring not to live with people of other tribes.

@ ethiopia-and-eritrea Agree with your note and made the needed changes from Eric Lafforgue comment. Thanks for pointing it out.

Mythic Call

Once upon a time, a galactic council was called and a mythic call was sent out to countless light beings: the Children of the Sun, the Angelic Winged ones, the Sun runners, the Rainbow Warriors, and other Luminous ones from many star systems. This great circle of Light Beings gathered from far and wide. At the appointed nexus, the Love of the Spinning Galaxies, the Great Spirit, entered, gracing them all with celestial light and the following words.

“You are invited to incarnate upon a world where a great transformation will take place, ” began the Love of the Spinning Galaxies. “You who respond to this call will go to a place of planetary evolution where the illusions of fear and separation are strong teachers. I am calling those with the needed talents and gifts to act as my emissaries there, to lift and transform the frequencies of planet Earth, simply by embodying and anchoring love’s presence there. In this myth, you will be the creators of a new reality, the reality of the golden octave. ”

The Love of the Spinning Galaxies continued: “On other journeys, each of you has proven to be a "feeling navigator,” able to awaken your consciousness and align your heart to the promptings of pure love and compassionate service. As Sun runners and torch bearers, you have already demonstrated that you will hold the light high. And so, I invite you to incarnate en masse among the tribes of Earth to assist Gaia and all her children in their transformation.

“It is part of the plan that you will be veiled in forgetting,” the Mystery of the Spinning Galaxies went on. “However, as you remember the feeling of childlike innocence and trust, you will become the harmonic leavening in this cycle of initiation for Earth. You will incarnate strategically, often in some of the most vibrationally dense areas on the planet. To some, this illusion of separation from love may create feelings of hopelessness, lack of support, and alienation. But by embracing your humanness, your love will transform the depths of duality, and your light will quicken the many.

"Your participation on this quest is purely voluntary; however, this transformational shift on Earth is very rare and precious. Should you choose to accept this mission, you will have the opportunity to catalyze and synthesize all that you have been during many incarnations, receiving a rarely offered quantum leap in consciousness. It is up to you to choose how you will dance with Terra Gaia and her children as she completes her ceremony of light.”

So spoke the Creator, the Light of the Spinning Galaxies. And so it was that the luminous beings who formed the countless alliances, federations, and councils of the faithful of the stars chose to incarnate on planet Earth to assist in this crucial event, the awakening of the planetary dream. There was even a fail-safe process built into the plan to awaken these beings from the illusion of separation and the veil of forgetfulness that is so rife upon Earth. The luminous ones who would journey to Gaia’s assistance agreed to spark each other’s remembrance. Thus, these starseeded ones were encoded in many ways with sounds, colors, lights, images, words, and symbols – a vibrational resonance that would assist them in remembering their commitment to the light. It was agreed that these coded clues would appear everywhere: in visionary art and music, in penetrating looks, in speech and feelings – all creating a deep yearning to awaken and become the embodiment of love.

So it is that you, the children of the Sun, are now being bathed in the waters of remembrance, prepared as rainbow warriors to fulfill the promise of the new and ancient myth. By simply anchoring love’s presence on Earth, you lovingly draw down the mantle of the gods, sending waves of healing and love throughout Gaia’s eagerly receptive body. As you emerge in this time, your gifts awaken and empower others. Utilizing the tools of laughter, song, dance, humor, joy, trust, and love, you are creating the powerful surge of transformation that will transmute the limitations of the old myth of duality and separation, birthing the miracle of unity and peace on Earth.

Utilize your gifts on behalf of Gaia. In a supernova of consciousness, Gaia and her children will ascend in robes of light, forming a luminous light body of love, to be reborn among the stars! The mythic call has been sounded. The great quest has begun. Awaken, rainbow warriors, Sun runners, luminous beings from the galactic alliances, federations, and councils! Ancient skywalkers, newly formed in this moment, stand in the beauty and power of your true identity as love’s gift to Gaia. Set aside self-doubt. You are the divine child of the Sun! Go where your heart draws you to share your great gifts. Surrender to the magic and the light. The miracle will be manifested on Earth. Remember, we Dance and Sing here for the One Heart.. 

(The Mayan Oracle)