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@greenkingdom07
Hello,
I'm Green Kingdom, but if you have any questions for me call me Little Green. Otherwise just call me Eyes_Of_The_Garden. I'm ok with questions if I can answer them, but be aware that I might not read all of them or any depending on the day.
Please be respectful, be kind, and please join us for an afternoon snack.
The problem with the words ship and OTP is that my favorite ships aren't even ships. I don't need them to be romantic, I just love their entire relationship. But there isn't any other word for it.
They're not a couple, they're best friends, they're honorary siblings, they archenemies, they're lovers, they are entirely different people because of each other. Their souls are intertwined in a way that is so much more special than just a "OTP".
They are a part of each other. What's the word for that?!
Gomez gives out better relationship advice than like 90% of dudes.
Gomez Addams is a suave motherfucker who loves his wife more than his own life.
Everyone should want a Gomez. He’s p cool.
Gomez and Morticia Addams actually have a very loving and extremely healthy relationship, both in the old TV show and in the more recent movies. They were also one of the first television couples to be shown to have an active (albeit offscreen) sex life. Their frank attitude towards sexuality was shocking in its’ time, but their relationship and their family dynamic is actually more functional and more…dare I say it…sane than most families portrayed on TV.
The comedy in the show came from the family’s “odd” lifestyle, rather than from infighting and petty bickering, or worse, as was common on other shows of the time, thinly veiled references to spousal abuse. They didn’t make fun of each other or act like their children were creatures from another world. Were they strange and outside of social norms? Yes. Were they united in creating a loving home and being good, supportive parents? Absolutely.
These two support and adore their children, care for an aging mother and an estranged brother, put family before everything, and they love each other, wholly, fiercely, without reserve. They are every bit as much in love after at least a decade of marriage as they were the day they met.
Relationship goals. LIFE goals.
Just remembered in the second movie when their third child became “normal” for a period and although they were shocked and didn’t know how to handle it, they didn’t mistreat the child or love it any less. They accepted the difference, even though it was hard for them.
Reblogged for truth.
❤️❤️❤️
Posts about Gomez and Morticia Addams are almost always uplifting and I’m happy to have them on my dash, but I think my favorite bit about this conversation is what Gomez is actually saying to Fester.
It’s nobody’s surprise that many of the aesthetic and thematic elements of The Addams Family in its various incarnations are influenced by Gothic tradition (not goth, that mostly came later. And not Goth, that was much much much too early), and I think Gomez’s words are a dead bullseye in terms of Gothic mentality.
“Make her feel like she’s the most sublime creature on earth”
The sublime is a recurring theme throughout Gothic literature. Although the word (like “awesome”) has lost a lot of it’s original luster over the intervening decades, sublime doesn’t really mean elevated and lofty (or even heavenly) as it’s often used today, but rather something possessing the power and grandeur to induce awe and veneration in the mind of the beholder. Although less than divine, something sublime possessed a wildness and power that transcended human ability to control…or even to comprehend.
Sublime is standing at the edge of the Grand Canyon leaning as far as you dare over the railing and still not being able to see the canyon floor below. Sublime is warrior-queen Galadriel being tempted by the One Ring. Sublime is waking up in the middle of the night in the heart of a wild thunderstorm.
“Make her feel like she’s the most sublime creature on earth”
Gomez isn’t advising Fester to treat a woman he fancies like a princess, or even elevate her to pedestal of angelic nature (who’s idea was it to equate femininity with purity anyway? What a laughable and historically damaging idea. Shame on whatever dead (probably) white dudes promoted that!)
Gomez is advising Fester that if he truly loves a woman he must do everything he can to remind her of how she’s an untameable force of nature who’s grandeur brings him to his knees in awe and terror. Just like Morticia, for Gomez.
I’ll sign off with one of my most favorite quotes of all time, because it feels suddenly very relevant:
“When I find myself surrounded by so much beauty, I feel as if I am the eye of a hurricane.”
- -Sanjay Kulkarni
Reblogging for the commentary on the Sublime
I remember seeing this post ten years ago. love the more recent addition.
thank you Canada 🇨🇦
FUCK YEAH GO CANADA!!!
REBLOG TO LITERALLY SAVE A LIFE
*Intense reblogging*
GUYS KICK HIM DOWN THE FUCKING STAIRS
LET’S GOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!
WOOP WOOP!
INFINITE STAIRS!
GET HIM!
"[Y]our Harry Potter games are Cybertrucks" is such a good way to put it.
I just found this by accident (https://youtube.com/shorts/bcCjXs8qizo?si=Hp2gDBVcKTHWRmii)
My first thought was, their potential ship dynamic could be
Silent Salt: I love you, but I can't see past the "monster" you become.
Shadow milk: Why are you so content with hurting me? You didn't even bother to try
Or
Silent Salt: I love you despite your faults. Please be reasonable.
Shadow milk: You only love what you used to see.
TL/Dr:
Silentmilk: A lover's blind hatred × an ex who wants closure
Shadowsalt: A lover's blind devotion to the past × an ex who desperately wants to leave
I had a fanfic prompt that was essentially banished to the shadow realm in my mind. I already had it posted on my Twitter account more than 2 years ago. I only remembered it because of @kimbapchan part 2 of their sssvs fic prompt where Bingge goes back in time to "obtain" his own "nice shizun".
Here's the basic premise:
Realizing the nice shizun isn't here Bingge goes back in time to get "proper" revenge. Only to realize, nothing is as it seemed the first time. SJ originally had tried to teach him to cultivate.
Ning Yingying isn't as innocent as she appears. The people he originally trusted are hiding something. And the HHPM is a lot creepier than he remembers. Confronted with truths he's been originally unaware of he uses Xin Mo's last reminent of power to turn back time except it doesn't work.
This time, there are no do-overs. He's stuck in this time-line forever. XM broken, Lou Bingge forced to confront his own mind after realizing his memories don't match up with the actual events in honest clarity.
■□¤○He can't escape○¤□■
Without XM whispering dark words into his head he has no excuse - no reason to deny what's right in front of him. The sheer weight of it causes his originally all powerful heavenly demon blood to corrode his insides. Stripping any residue of his human cultivation to filth.
He's felt something similar but not on this level. Heart demons, the bouts of insanity he's been having are heart demons. He remembers a rouge cultivator describing this once before he stripped her bare. The heavy imbalance of qi made it hard to recognize her voice until she finally stopped screaming.
It started getting worse the longer he held the sword, but XM was his easiest access to power and despite his refusal to admit it he enjoyed it too much to destroy it himself it did make travel difficult. He couldn't keep his head out of the fog waking up bloody, disheveled, and covered in the scent of sex.
It happened so often he eventually stopped getting surprised when a new faceless - uninteresting woman was crushed beneath his body in a tangle of limbs. Women begin to blur with each other when they all end up in the same place. Wet, sobbing profusely, and screaming their head off by the middle.
It was a surprise when some actually demanded he married them, but that went away when he heard talks of honor and responsibilities. It became worse when he took the title of demon lord. Families rich, poor, cultivator and otherwise practical threw their daughters at him.
Something about appeasing a petty lord?
It didn't matter when there were only a few and it didn't matter when there were so many other "wives" or even when they got killed ran away or take their own lives for his attention. He could find more, there are always more.
What broke him out his foggy stuppor was Shen jiu, his former tormentor and shizun wailing profusely at the sight of his shattered spiritual sword. The man didn't cry when he was whipping, beaten, stabbed, touched, tortured, torn limb from limb, but a sword. A sword he apparently held with such regard he swallowed the broken bits to take his own life.
It didn't even feel satisfying, just sad. This sad broken man was SJ, the peak lord capable of shredding warriors demon and human alike? What happened to the inherent power, the eyes that could freeze someone solid?
This isn't fun. It's even worse now when he waited months only for this sad thing to turn into a weaping spirit and not a vengeful one like he hoped. It was down right insulting when NYY snuck in to talk to him in between his "official" visits like he was stupid. Does she think I'm blind?
He expected her to laugh at SJ's plight, maybe declare his punishment worthy of him. Not crying, most definitely not apologizing for not telling the truth. SJ didn't appear to hate her or any of the women in the palace outside of the Hua Huan palace princess, but she was the only one who still took pleasure in torturing him.
It all came to ahead when NYY along with the other wives and their eldest children - (why aren't these brats dead yet?) poisoned him, and ambushed him in the middle of a court meeting he already mentally checked out of 10 minutes in. He was run through with at least 24 different weapons. His demon blood unable to close his wounds and defend himself from the final blow made by none other than Ning Ying herself.
XM was all he had left now, channeling the dreggs of his dwindling cultivation burned from the inside out. He only managed to buy himself half a second before it glowed with power. He had trouble bracing himself when even Mobei Jun tried to take a slice at him. Why was he still mad?
(BTW there is no shen yuan in this au. I kind of felt that keeping him would invalidate any actual effort people had to make to order to see shen jiu as a person.)
Should I continue?
Yes
No
XM exploded with power right when MBJ's claws tore chunks of flesh from his face and ribcage. Spraying blood everywhere. It didn't take a smart man to know MBJ was actively trying to kill him. For what - he doesn't remember (he killed SQH and lied about why).
It doesn't matter he has to get away from here and quickly. Dammit! It's going to be difficult to escape, much less dodge Mobei and Ning Ying. Escaping everyone else was easy.
The blood loss was expected. The difficult part was trying to escape Mobei while keeping an eye on NYY's quick movements and vice versa.
Trying to stay conscious enough to get out of danger had left him half way delirious. When his own body failed him, he panicked. His clothes became heavier with the extra weight of blood drenched clothes and weapons poking out of his body.
Right as he stood there stiff, and profusely bleeding out. Power pulsed from the blade, sparks of power spilling from cracks in the center of the sword.
In one sudden moment, the power implodes on itself. Swallowing himself, his (now) former wives, children and Mobei Jun alike.
In a daze Bingge opened his eyes to a clear sky. The sound of bamboo leaves rustling in the wind. The serene chirping of small birds. And distant sounds of children.
He's back at the Qing Jing Sect.....
Wait, how is the sect still here? He remembers seeing it all burning down. Though, he was the reason for such an occurrence. It doesn't explain why the - the sword XM.
The sword brought him back to what appears to be...... his disciple days. He's back at a time he was still that man's disciple. That probably explains his lack of headaches.
He was too mentally weak to keep his eyes open for long. In the end, he fell unconscious in the midst of bamboo trees.
What sounds like a better ship prompt?
Monogamous hoe
Sl¤tty prude
Both
Hello, this is me sharing my disgusting brain worms.
Burnt-out hero + angst + happy end: (Buckle up my little cubes)
The hero has gone on vast journeys. Fighting, taking down corrupt government, saving and meeting people from various walks of life. Finally getting to the final boss. The stakes are high, everyone is fighting with every fiber of their being. The fight gets too tense.
Both sides fire their best moves. The heroes are injured, the BBG is limping. In their final moment of truth both the hero and final boss send their last strike. In the brief moment, the hero's beloved noticed something. A deafening silence rings forth as they push the hero out the way.
There is no clash of metal, but the harsh crunch of bone and ripping fabric. The sloshing splatter as blood pours out of their chest wound, mouth and nose. The hero can barely comprehend the world around them. As their star, their love, their home was snuffed out by cruel metal hands.
Only the sound of ringing, and barley auditable sound of their love heaving harshly over wet chocked laughter. "I saved you dear." Their beloved coughing as more blood catches in their throat. The hero's voice breaks, "Yes dear, you saved me."
And in this moment, the final boss pulls their metal hand out the healer's chest. And their breath is instantly cut short. All sound fades out, as the hero focuses on the final boss' blood drenched hand and wrist. All light leaving their love's once vibrant eyes.
The hero's vision too blurry to focus on anything else. Their heart is pounding harder as more fresh blood drips down their shoulder and back. Sound becomes deafening as hellish screams emerged from the hero. Energy rushes forth in quick succession.
The magic gathers so fast particles become hot beams of light. Before anyone can try stopping it from continuing, the magic gains size. And the large ball of light explodes. The explosion collapses the entire building from the inside out. Spreading far and wide as people from affar try to cover their eyes.
The light is blinding - piercing as one glaring question gets answered. What happens when a hero is too broken to fight?
All at once churches across the world catch flame, orecals cry blood, and the heavens crack tear apart into a gaping wound in the sky. And for only a moment, all light is sucked in a gentle wave. The great chasm in the sky starts drips black goo with the stench of death.
All light turns a deep red before imploding on impact with the energy entering the lump of flesh. The small bean of magic pulses in the lovers embrace. As clumps of magic draw forth in shapes of various wildlife.
Bringing little lump to life. Small sticky hand emerges from the lump. Magic quickly pulses inside the small baby even the ball of magic protecting the immediate area is sucked in. The magic seeps into the baby too fast and starts spilling out into the collapsed building. Vegetation sprouting from the polished floors, walls and ceilings.
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A lone seer is shocked as a rush of images pour in: A sword, a flower, hands intertwined, and a great tree of magic.
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20 years later:
The new world is desolate, brimming with chaos pulsating through the air in abject abandon. This is no longer the world once living in a vague shadow of fear. People have died enmass, people once full of lively magic fighting over food and water. Leaving massive heaps of dead magic behind.
Less than 20% of the world's vegetation has enough magic to grow food much less an economy. Civilization itself collapsed under the weight of the loss. Famine striking even the noble homes.
In the billowing distance, a young child runs sporadically through a dying forest. Dodging arrows and sharp blades.
I'm transferring all my fanfic prompts from Twitter to here. I have a bad feeling and I'm going to listen to it. I don't think I'd be able to handle being right again well.
Name a ship/ character that follows this quote.
"Marrow made a wife of eve, but nobody gave up a rib for me and mine" - Crane Wives
Hey, quick question. How cute would your ships look like as desserts or food? You can post a food or dessert pairing that matches.
I have found cute fanfic prompts
1. Stoic "wife" × horny "husband"
2. Stoic "wife" is horny × exited "husband"
3. Horny "wife" is stoic × horny "husband"
4. Horny "wife" is excited x stoic "husband"
5. Stoic "wife" is excited x stoic "husband" is horny
#HUNTERxHUNTER #hh #Seatoh #Gosea
Gotoh x Seaquant
Something about a scarred man with a checkered past × his twink coworker (ex enemy) does things to my brain tell me I'm not in this hole alone!
#cumnote #🔞
The prompt is you find a book in the same way Light Yagami finds the Death Note, but instead of bring death to all whose name is written in it they c¤m.
You have 3-5 characters you can choose as your first victims. Who would you choose? (Put as many as you like if you find this hilarious. )
I choose:
1. Shang qinghua/ Xiang Fei(svsss)
2. Han Yoojin (tscir)
3. Sanji (op)
4. San lang/ Hua Chen (tgcf)
5. Wei Ying (mdzs)
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Moxiang/ Moshang snippet based on the song Dead girl walking
Xiang Fei is drunk off his rocker after being dragged to a party (against his will). Manages to nearly get kidnapped (this is the fifth time this night), he is saved by a very confused Mobei Jun. Mobei takes the drunk squirrel of a man home to rest.
Without warning XF drunkenly straddles Mobei's lap. And confessed his horniest honest thoughts about him. XF kisses, bounces, grinds, and moans sweetly as he devulges his most vulgar fantasies. He doesn't last long as he falls asleep mid fantasy.
Mobei being absolutely floored is left horny and frustrated as he watches XF babble himself to sleep. He saved his drunk nerdy crush from suitors too arrogant to live. 5 very important things happened:
1. Fought off/ Glared fiercely at his competitors.
2. Was straddled by a very drunk and horny Shanghua.
3. Found out his crush likes him back.
4. Took his crush to his apartment to rest.
5. He's already planning the color scheme of their honeymoon.
