#spirits?

[howdoesanythingwork]

quick little sky cotl painting to lift the spirits :]

[thatconfusedanon]

[The red blur reappears, and stays longer than it did before. It’s missing an arm, and its other arm is limp to its side. It has no mouth.]

*Altair once more shouts but this time he clapped a hand over his mouth and stared at the red blur. His eyes grew wider in horror, slowly he removed his hand.*

You... Byrrus??

[roleswapjunkie]

Leo didn’t know where he was or where he was going, but he had a feeling that he was at least going in the right direction.

The fact that everything around him was a vast, unending stretch of starry skies really didn’t help, but Leo was going the right direction.

He was sure of it.

Even if he could hear Donnie in his mind, saying that there not being any kind of marker or sign means that Leo does not, in fact, know where he was going.

Which is true, Leo doesn’t know where he’s going, but he knows he’s going the right way, Donnie!

And how did he know that?

Well...

Leo stopped, abruptly realizing that there was someone else with him.

He relaxed, once he realized it was just Mikey.

An entirely orange, glowing Mikey, but it was Mikey and that’s all that mattered.

“Hey, Mikey,” he reached out to hug his little brother “sorry, I haven’t been much fun lately; but Donnie and April have been keeping you company, right?”

“Mm hmm,” Mikey nodded against his plastron and, wow, he was warm; did he have a fever?

That thought was cut off when Mikey pulled away, tugging on Leo’s wrist “C’mon, Leo, let’s go play!”

“Whoa, wait a second, little brother,” Leo tugged back, making Mikey look back up at him “shouldn’t we look for Donnie, before going off to play?”

The smaller turtle shook his head “Donnie’s not here...he can’t be here; not like you.”

And, you know, that would make Leo feel special (take that, Donnie, he’s Mikey’s favorite!) but they were in an endless void of stars and Mikey appeared to be made of orange light.

“Raphie’s here, though,” Mikey tugged on Leo’s wrist again, an orange portal appearing behind him “Raphie’s here and we can play with him!”

Raph was here?

But...Raph died two years ago...

Leo was given no more time to contemplate that, as Mikey pulled him through the portal, bringing him into what looked like the lair, but made up of orange light, just like Mikey.

There was one area that was colored red, though...a room that he and his brothers haven’t entered in years.

Leo pulled away from Mikey, going over to the red-colored room and looking in “Raph?”

“Leo?”

“Raph!” Leo rushed to hug his older brother “I missed you so much!”

“Leo,” Raph, while stunned, still hugged his brother tight “What are you doing here?”

“Me?!” Leo pulled back to look at Raph’s face “I should be asking you that!”

“Leo, I...” Raph glanced towards the entrance of his room, where Mikey was peeking in, curious “let’s talk about that later, huh? I think Mikey wants to show you something.”

“But...” Leo also looked to where Mikey was “okay, fine, but we’re talking about this later.”

“Yeah, sure,” Raph agreed, leading Leo out of his room.

Mikey latched onto Leo, dragging him over to the room opposite Raph’s “This is your room!”

“My room, huh?” Leo looked around “It looks a little boring, to be my room.”

“You have to make it your own,” Raph said from the entrance “Mikey can carve out the space for you, but you have to make it your own.”

“And how do I do that?” Leo asked, leaning against the wall, Mikey clinging to his arm.

Raph watched the wall slowly turn blue from where Leo was touching it “You’ll figure it out.”

Raphael | Leonardo | Donatello

[hereisisa]

Since I’ve seen several “this is not an anti-Elsa post but here I go with the reasons why Anna is a better Queen”, this is my “this is why Elsa is an awesome Queen”, no comparisons thought, cause I don’t want to. Not an anti-Anna post. Just a pro-Elsa one.

- She puts people before herself. Her sister, her parents, her subjects. She condemned herself to isolation because she feared to hurt them.

- She works hard, She’s disciplined. She wakes up early and starts early in the morning.

- It may not be canon in the movies, but we know by the books she studied hard for it and even when her sister was playing outside (at the summer house for exemple) she was inside studying

- She keeps it regal, she doesn’t lose her patience.

- As a Queen she’s been taking decisions for the last years, since she was a teenager, including ones about her sister. Good decisions I believe.

- She’s the heir, the older sister. Those things were still important back in the 1886.

- She’s careful. She doesn’t let strangers get too close and doesn’t trust strangers (which is a good idea...........)

- She has magic. She doesn’t need to send men to war if the time comes. She can deal with it by herself.

- She’s meticulous, attentive, she cares about the little things too, she decorates her sister’ dress as she decorates her kingdom.

- Her people are close to her family, they’re involved in her sister’ party or her xmas celebrations.

- Her people accepted her and they surely do not fear her anymore (look at those happy ladies!)

- Even when she thought her people couldn’t accept her, she cared for them. Her first reaction was telling them to stay away and be safe. She left thinking Arendelle would do better without her, but as soon as she heard she froze the fiord, she surrendered hoping to find a way to fix it.

- When the future-Queen Anna will destroy the dam, condemning Arendelle, Elsa who doesn’t know if she’s the right person to be Queen….will save it.

- She’s calm, thoughtful, a great leader.

- Yes, she’s an introvert, and not a social butterfly, but she’s learning to open up. The more she trusts herself to be around people, the more she will do it. And who said introverts can’t be good Queens? ;) That would be definitely an awful message.

[ako-kipali]

Practice.

In picture and out

[cc-ammie]

So this was my cat’s favorite toy we called it ⬆️ Mousy ⬆️ and I couldn’t find it for months! He sadly collapsed and died from congestive heart failure on January 28, 2017. RIP.. We still couldn’t find Mousy when we moved the furniture to get the carpets and floors cleaned. Then today when I got home he was sitting right on my dresser! What does this mean bc I’m literally freaking out! And no my mum didn’t put Mousy there bc she’s not home yet. Please leave a comment on what your explanation is...

[mountain-ash-amber-rye]

Demon Eating 101

This isn't a lesson, this is my experience of that lesson. To start with, I was talking with a buddy about magic bc he's writing a fictional book about witches, and wants witches to like it. He doesn't do magic, he's not even sensitive and doesn't want to be. Anyways we talked a long time and then when I went outside I felt something. Got the whole ass heebie jeebies. I warded my friends house, told it to fuck off and left. 10 minutes later I realize it's following me. Call up Thor, he says I'm safe. I don't feel safe. Rinse and repeat calling up Woden and Freya. Same thing. They all say I'm safe, I Don't Fucking FEEL Safe! I end up yelling, out loud, while I'm driving on the freeway, "THEN WHY DO I STILL FEEL TEETH AT MY NECK!?" Thor admits that the unauthorized fucking thing is still there, but he's Basically holding it at a distance so it can't hurt me. I am in fact safe even if it's trying to snap at me. I ask Why the FUCK he has it and pretty much at once they're like "Well, so you can eat it." I respond, "I've never eaten a spirit before, how do i do that?" And Woden, in all his fucking wisdom, responds "One bite at a time."

So I begin. I reach back with one hand over my right shoulder and feel its furless wolfish face, grasp it, and tear off a chunk. I bring it forward, keeping my eyes on the road, and start eating. It's soft. Like frosting soft. But smooth, not grainy. And fuck is it bitter! I work my way through to the bones which are crunchy and firm. About half way through i go to drink some water but find my waterbottle empty. I complain that I can't even get a break from the bitterness. Thor reaches out and hands me a horn, I drink without question and it slakes my thirst. It's not cloyingly sweet, but sweet enough to wash away the bitterness for a time.

Over my long drive home I consume all of it, from it's almost humanoid fingers to its cloven hooves and elephant like tail. The bristles being particularly unpleasant. I feel nauseous with the final bite but swallow nonetheless. Its then that I hear my gods I ask them why I had to eat it and couldn't simply get rid of it in another method. And smiling all around Freyja says she'll tell me if I survive the night. Frustrated I debate leaving messages for loved ones just in case. I don't. I simply reach out to a witchy friend, almost a mentor, and tell her to intercede for me, and that I'll describe the experience to her tomorrow. Well. It's tomorrow. So, Freyja, what's next?