This Vortex is an emotional state of beingness!
The reality that matters most, is the ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ reality that you are living right now.
Everything that’s coming or not coming, is coming or not coming ONLY because of how you Feel… You have the Freedom, Clarity, the Knowledge… to Focus in a way where you feel differently.
We want you to become obsessed with what’s in your Vortex. Obsessed with it, which means; we want you to find it, explain it, pretend it, use it as a reason to feel good, add to it mentally, write about it, think about it, talk about it, try to get inside of it emotionally, use it as the basis to feel. That’s the way you want to use your Vortex!
Tim: Technically nothing’s on fire, fire’s on things.
Conner: Tim, it is 3:47 am, I will fly over there and tell Alfred you haven’t slept yet.
Tim: I did I just woke up, I swear.
Bart: You’re using our comms to talk to use.
Cassie: And the mute button isn’t working.
Tim: I just thought y’all should know.
Duke: Is that why you added me to this?
Conner: Oh which batboy is this?
Duke: I’m Signal
Tim: Okay I admit it I haven’t slept, please don’t talk to my family, they’re absolute chaos.
Bones: is a social drinker, will occasionally indulge in drugs like Zenne or Dream
Jesper: smokes Zenne regularly and often, uses it to self medicate
Signal: consumes far too much caffeine and Vigor to be healthy, stays awake for days
Charon: he drinks socially, and uses Bubbly and Dream
Cerberus: will use Redeye for work sometimes, but prefers Zenne for relaxation and Dream for fun
Melts at the Courier’s words, tells them that they missed them too: Jesper, Charon
Chats with the Courier for as long as they want, talks about their day and hobbies: Bones, Cerberus
Bullies the Courier for saying that but is secretly deeply pleased and makes a point to call them more often: Signal
“We would not for a moment put up with negative emotion.”
- Negative emotion always means the same thing, every single time… My thoughts or behaviour is moving in opposition with who I really am and what I really want.
“Pure DESIRE is always accompanied by positive emotion.”
Negative emotion is your indicator of resistance, while positive emotion is your indicator of allowance. And they are on the same metter; allowance; resistance; allowance; resistance;
“Who You Are Is Capable Of Anything You Desire.”
No one can limit where you can direct your thought. There are no limits to your joyous journeys to experience.
On the path to your happiness you will discover all that you want to be or do, or have.
“Let your desire for pleasure, your desire for feeling good, be your own GUIDING LIGHT.”
If you are not selfish enough to want to feel good, than you can’t connect with the ENERGY that is your SOURCE which does always feels good! ♡
~ There is nothing in all of the Universe more important for anyone to understand than how the vibration they are offering is matching the vibrations of their desire, and the way you FEEL is your indicator of whether you are ALLOWING your connection to SOURCE or not.
♥ Go for the Highest Vibration you can ♥
・pick a t͟h͟o͟u͟g͟h͟t͟ that’s already a vibrational match to where you want to be ・ take time to line up the e͟n͟e͟r͟g͟y͟ and action becomes inconsequential!
“The awareness of exactly where you are keeps you from activating the vibration or being in alignment with the IMPROVEMENT that you’re seeking!”
We want you to decide that you’re going to take an advanced course in daydreaming, we want you to decide that you’re going to allow yourself to go where your Inner Being already is.
wow ok… I sobbed through the entire first half of signal episode 13. what’s up with that huh. this show had better have an at least somewhat happy ending preferably involving changing the past again with that magic walkie talkie so lee jae han and park sun woo don’t die or what’s the POINT
1: killing people
req: yes! by quite a few anons :)))
- i know for a fact dick has his phone full of goofy selfies of his poking your face or sticking his tongue out at you while you’re asleep
- his all time favorite photo is this one where the two of you had to wake up early and you fell asleep at breakfast, it’s a candid photo of dick with his cereal bowl dying of laughter as your face is smack in yours, needless to say it was a memorably rough morning :)
- he especially likes to let you fall asleep on him, he has no trouble with becoming a makeshift y/n bed, seeing as he’s large enough for you to lie on top of him with no trouble at all lolz
- he cocoons his arms around you while you wrap yours behind his neck and he likes to lean down and kiss you, loving the way you lean into his touch even in your sleep
- occasionally you’ll be joined by one of his younger siblings, it makes your heart burst open to see dick’s beaming smile while he gets to hold all the people he loves most close to him for a few hours of bliss :)
- you had NO IDEA how comfortable conner would be but holy damn there is no better way to sleep than being carried bridal style in super strong arms hehe
- the feeling of being cradled and protected is enough to make you pass out literally anywhere
- conner thinks it’s the funniest thing too, he’s used to you climbing into his embrace and shushing him as he teases you about how light you are, loving the way you clutch the light fabric of his shirt while you sleep
- he has no trouble carrying you with him, he’s been known to fly through drive thru’s WITH you half asleep in his arms, it was truly a feat to see him balancing 40 chicken nuggets, two sodas, and one y/n all by himself as he happily soars home
- when he can’t stay, he likes to leave you wrapped in one of his tshirts, they’re always warm and comforting, reminding you that he’s with you whenever you need him, your closet is literally half filled with super-tshirts and you totally refuse to give them back, conner will complain and tease you but there’s a reason he never actually steals them back : )
- for duke he thinks the fact you can fall asleep anywhere is adorable, and he’s content just to be in your presence
- the two of you can often be found with you curled in his lap or resting against his chest passed out while he reads a book, does school work, or watches tv
- whatever he’s doing he makes sure to take special care to rub his thumb in rhythmic circles on the back of your hand or your cheek
- he loves holding your hand, and usually he’ll give you a comforting squeeze as you begin to drift to sleep
- the constant small dose of affection is always what pulls you into sleep and it’s his warm lips that wake you up out of it
- barts reaction to you falling asleep depends on his mood drastically
- on one side, he’ll think it’s funny and will end up stacking as many items on your sleeping form as he can until you wake up with a crash and are rescued by his speedster abilities before anything can smack into your face
- sometimes he forgets you fall asleep and will continue talking to you animatedly for an embarrassingly long time until he realizes you haven’t responded for like 5 minutes straight
- but on that rare occasion life is getting to him, or he’s feeling especially soft, you can catch him just sitting next to you and staring, more like engraving, every curve of your face, every freckle, every smile line he likes to think he guided into existence- he’ll sit in complete focus, dedicated to never forget a single thing about the love of his life
- his eyes go all soft, sometimes a little misty, and he just sits next to you, occasionally tucking a rogue piece of hair that fell when you shifted position or adjusting the blanket you threw over yourself, just purely in awe of how beautiful you are
- when you wake up he’s back to normal, bouncy and bubbling up with laughter, but it’s those special moments of peace that the most meaningful to him
So todays my birthday so I figured I’d write a birthday fic for Ashleigh. I really enjoyed writing this. This take place about three to six months after she arrived, so she is much more comfortable around the Batfam.
The Day After (Coming Soon)
I sat at the breakfast table, reading todays paper. I never really read them. I just skimmed through them until some picture or crazy headline caught my eye. Bruce sat across from me.
“So.” He loudly said.
I looked up from the paper. “So?”
“What about Sunday?”
“It’s your birthday.”