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#take a moment
faronmckenzie · 10 months
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Sometimes you’re so focused on the future that you don’t realise you’re in the middle of exactly what you used to pray for.
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emilycareydaily · 9 months
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EMILY CAREY for Take a Moment (2023)
photographed by Ray Burmiston
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thepromiseofsin · 7 months
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prompt: putting your hand on your lover's chest as they doze peacefully into the couch arm, focusing on the subtle beat of their heart on your hand. + tenrose, pretty please!!!!
this is more pre-relationship but also they are committed to one another soooooo....... basically canon <3 i do hope this fits what you were imagining though!
word count: 700
you can also read this on ao3 and if you would like to send me a prompt, here is the list for it!
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No matter how much time would pass, Rose would always be a little amazed over the differences between her and her—well, the Doctor. Outwardly they may appear the same species but there were quite a lot of things that they didn’t share. The main thing, besides his ability to regenerate, was definitely his two hearts. She could barely deal with the one and she wasn’t sure she could deal with another on top of it. 
She caressed his face gently and he leaned into her touch instinctively in his sleep. His face softened further until the barest hint of a smile graced his face. He didn’t need to sleep as much as a human did but occasionally after a trying adventure, he would succumb to it and she would allow herself a moment to take in the sight of him so calm and still. The first time she had seen him in such a state in this body had worried her deeply. It had terrified her, actually, but so much had been going through her mind during that time and all of her thoughts had been tinged by confusion. Now, there were none of those turbulent emotions, just a deep fondness. 
However, fondness wasn’t quite the right emotion. It wasn’t a strong enough word to describe what she felt for him. One day she would be brave enough to admit it to herself and then to him but for now they would continue to exist how they were despite the palpable tension between them. She could be patient for him, to a degree. 
Her hand slipped from his cheek down to his neck, her fingers lingering for a second at his pulse point, and then to the middle of his chest. She let herself focus on the feeling beneath her touch. She knew the beat of his hearts better than she knew the one of her own. She wished for a moment that his chest was bare so she could admire his cool skin along with her favorite sensation. Not for other reasons, of course; her intentions were completely innocent but for just this once.
It was a subtle thing, the beat of his hearts; faint but undeniably there. He was so very alive—in ways she could never comprehend but this—him—she knew well. While he was an expert in so many things, she was an expert on all things him, or so she liked to believe. She had spent so many hours, minutes, seconds, days, months, years cataloging every single one of his expressions, reactions, moods, words, his freckles, even, and everything in between. She couldn’t remember a single thing she learned while in school but every single smile he had ever given her was embedded in her mind, along with everything else about him. 
Never before had she felt this way and she knew she never would again. She was okay with that, more than because it was worth it—he was worth it. She’d tell him one day but her actions would have to be enough until then. Still, it was always there, what it was she felt for him, a myriad of emotions he evoked in her. It was the same for him, she knew, but they were both cowards unwilling to change the status quo and acknowledge what was so clearly between them. 
It would have to be enough.
Reluctantly, she pulled her hand away from him and clasped it with her other one, unwilling to trust her traitorous mind when she was so exhausted. 
“Sweet dreams, my Doctor.” She murmured, pressing the slightest of kisses to his temple. A thought lingering in her mind just for him like it always was. 
Rose stood up and left the library as quietly as she could, missing the way the Doctor’s eyes snapped open to stare at her retreating form, his hand rising to the spot her own had just been at. He could still feel the heat of her palm there, ever so slightly. 
“Sweet dreams, my Rose.” He whispered back when she was already long gone, the same thought floating around in his mind.
Oh, they knew, and what fools they were.
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soft5ku11 · 4 months
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Everyone getting excited for unova remakes??? When we all know they're going to fucking suck either way?? You guys we should be living in fucking fear of this not hyping it up fr
If they're made by ilca they're going to be ugly and they're going to be crappy 1 to 1 remakes with no innovation
If they're made by gamefreak they're gonna be butt fucking ugly and buggy as fuck because they'll be on the scarlet violet engine.
Like.... Begging y'all to open your eyeballs get the pitchforks out and cower in the cave
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ssmhhh · 1 year
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i ain’t ready for all this…
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gl4ssfan · 3 months
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i love you school i love you broccoli i love you vocabulary tests i love you weird-looking bugs i love you cold wet weather i love you sand in the car i love you wrinkled laundry i love you gross tea i love you dentist office smell i love you dumpsters i love you waking up so so early for school i love you all the things that people dont love enough that really arent that bad. i love you little things that remind me that im alive!! i love you even when im uncomfortable!!! i love you!!!!!!
life isnt about waiting for the next bad thing to happen, okay? life isnt a series of unfortunate events with little good things in between. life is a series of events and its up to us to live it to the fullest. its okay i love you
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maddiessafeplace · 2 years
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Hi little ones! Let's take a moment to breathe and reflect :3
⋆。˚ Take a deep breath, in and out 10 times. Mhm, that's right! Just like that. ⋆。˚ Hug your favorite stuffie and close your eyes. Feel the softness of your cute stuffie! ⋆。˚ Hold your blankey and tell me about your week. What did you do? Was it fun? ⋆。˚ Go get a bottle of water and take a few sips for me. Aww you're doing so good! ⋆。˚ Let me brush your hair, will you get the brush for me? Thank you little one! It's so soft! ⋆。˚ Do you have any plans this week? Can you pinky promise to look after yourself? Your stuffies will tell on you if you don't!
Thank you for taking a moment with me, cutie! Why don't you go play with your toys now :3 All of you are valid and perfect the way you are, have a great week kiddos! My dms are always open
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mental-mona · 2 years
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Asher Yatzar
I've posted about this before, but can't find it in my old posts to reblog, so redoing the post. Jews have a blessing that we say after going to the bathroom called "Asher Yatzar," and it goes as follows:
"ברוך אתה ה' אלוקנו מלך העולם אשר יצר את האדם בחכמה וברא בו נקבים נקבים חלולים חלולים. גלוי וידוע לפני כסא כבודך שאם יפתח אחד מהם או יסתם אחד מהם אי אפשר להתקיים ולעמוד לפניך אפילו שעה אחת. ברוך אתה ה' רופא כל בשר ומפליא לעשות."
"Blessed are You A-donai, our G-d, King of the world, who fashioned man with wisdom and created in him many cavities and hollows. It is well known before Your throne that if one of them were to be opened or one of them were to be closed, it would be impossible to exist and to stand before You for even one moment. Blessed are You A-donai, Healer of all flesh and wondrous of deeds."
I'm in the middle of a massive IC flare along with an IBS flare. I am seriously appreciating this blessing right now. You don't think of the importance of excretory organs until they act up, nor do you think of your other "cavities and hollows" until something goes wrong - an asthma attack or stroke, say. Just...if you're a chronically ill Jew, maybe take a few minutes to learn this blessing and appreciate your internal organs, regardless of whether or not they work right. If you're a chronically ill goy, take a second to appreciate that Jews even have the concept of this blessing, and thank G-d for your body in your own way. (I'm too brain-fogged to decide if a goy saying the actual blessing would be cultural appropriation; let one of the other wise minds of Jumblr clear that up or ask me to clarify when I'm not on the verge of a migraine.)
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biherbalwitch · 1 year
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I love how everyone is trashing on this season & the storylines as if the author, yk, the person who literally WROTE the source material, isn't Right. There. calling the shots and probably getting a second chance to explore changes or different outcomes that she may have thought of later. If anything I find those changes make the upcoming stories all the more interesting
Like I get being disappointed or feeling off about the changes but people are acting like they pulled a GoT
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cherry-pop-elf · 6 days
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“Take a rest, it’s ok to breathe now and again. Come and sit in the tent for a while, and enjoy the rain. Just listen to nature, and savor.”
“What am I doing? I’m watching my boyfriend do some Quidditch training. What more could I want? Rain, nature, and his laughter.”
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clonemedickix · 15 days
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Every once in a while, it’s nice to stop and watch fish swim, and corals grow. And watch Flat Stanley do his hover-swim.
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bohemiansweede · 9 months
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thepromiseofsin · 7 months
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Can you please do NineRose with "Take a small break, for me?"
rose's puppy dog eyes are too much for the doctor to resist tbh. hope you enjoy this!
word count: 700
you can also read on ao3 here and here is the prompt list in which this originates!
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Rose had found that the Doctor didn’t sleep much, or at all, and had attributed that to his superior biology. He didn’t share much about himself. Oh, he could talk and talk for hours if she let him, which she usually did because he made even the most inane things seem interesting to her, but getting him to talk about himself was like pulling teeth with a rusty pair of pliers. Not that she had ever done that but it seemed like an accurate description. Because of that, she had to take her cues from his actions and the things he left unspoken, relying mostly on her own observations to navigate the Doctor’s moods. 
It was for that reason she knew that he needed a break if not a short kip. He didn’t display the signs of exhaustion she associated with humans but he had been talking about the same topic for the last thirty minutes which usually was typical for him but his accent had gone thicker and he kept repeating some of the facts. Also, his hands fiddled with something mechanical, working on the TARDIS he explained, but she thought that was rubbish considering that the ship wasn’t displaying any of the typical warnings such as flashing lights or something sparking. 
Waiting for the moment he would ask her to grab his sonic screwdriver, because he always did, Rose got comfortable on the couch that appeared when she wanted it rather than the two seats and picked up a signed copy of Wuthering Heights the TARDIS had provided for her when she had gone to the library hours earlier. She’d ask him the story of how he got it at another time, a time when she wasn’t currently planning to get him to relax a bit. 
She let her eyes roam over the pages of the novel, taking only a quarter of it in as the Doctor mumbled beneath his breath about one thing or another. Ten minutes later, he let out a groan as her eye caught something flash in his general vicinity.
“You alright over there?” She asked as nonchalantly as she could. 
“Fine and dandy, thanks.” He said sharply and then he sighed, standing up and walking towards the area of the console where she was and where, coincidentally, just so happened to his misplaced sonic screwdriver .“Just burned myself a bit is all. Still have a ways to go, unfortunately.”
There, she thought; the perfect opening, even if it wasn’t the one I expected.
“You know, since nothing is in dire condition, maybe you should take a small break,” Rose began and already, she could see him opening his mouth to say something but she continued on, sitting up and reaching for his hand and taking it in her own much smaller palm, “For me? Please?”
She looked up at him pleadingly, widening her eyes and jutting her lip just so, thumb rubbing soothing circles into his much cooler skin, and watched as his shoulders drooped, the fight leaving him almost immediately. 
“Well, a small break doesn’t sound so bad.” Rose smiled and the TARDIS hummed, lights dimming in agreement with her. “But just a small one, Rose Tyler.”
“Of course, Doctor.” She nodded seriously, lying down accordingly on the couch once more and patted the space beside her. 
The Doctor hesitated for just a moment before laying down and near atop of her. It felt a bit silly to be the big spoon of the two of them, with her being so much smaller than him, but he liked it and so did she if she was being honest. 
Once they were both comfortable, she began to stroke his scalp with her fingertips, mindful of her nails. He had short hair but still enough to play with, which she did. She hummed a catchy song they had heard at a party they had crashed days before and it took only a few minutes for him to drift off but she continued her ministrations anyway. 
The lights grew dimmer until eventually they shut off completely and she decided she could take a quick kip too. 
Rose fell asleep to the song of his heartbeats. 
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infizero · 4 months
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great now im thinking about sa2 again. it always circles back to this
#specifically thinking about eggman and tails' conversation at the very end. that shit is so insane i NEED more stuff like that#there is something about sa2's story that has never been replicated exactly again. and i think a part of that is just how much#the end of everything there seemed to affect just about everyone involved.#sonic and rouge were both saddened by shadow's death. and from the way eggman talks about it in shadow the hedgehog when admitting#that shadow isnt actually an android. it seems like he was also kind of shaken up from it. even tho of course most of it was his fault#like sa2's end just had this feeling of being So crazy and serious and a huge threat. theres been other times that the whole planet was#at risk of being destroyed. but i think what separates it and makes it feel so much more impactful is the aftermath#like not only did everyone including eggman have to team up to stop this threat. which already ups the stakes#but afterwards. that brief moment of peace. im constantly thinking about that ending cutscene#everything was so serious and impactful that after it was all over. they couldnt just go back to normal. everyone involved had to just.#take a moment#the fact that eggman just stands there. and speaks very genuinely to TAILS of all people. about his grandfather and how he idolized#him as a boy. i cant recall any other scene in the whole franchise where something like that happens. where for a brief moment#they arent fighting and eggman just. chills there with them. and speaks to them as if they aren't heroes and villain#they've had other alliances sure. but nothing like this where they just. coexist.#ive always been so obsessed with it. god#serena.txt
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Take a moment to slow down and look around, there's beauty everywhere. The way the sun gazes warmly on earth, the breath of wind brushing against your skin, the smile of nature through her palette of colours. It's the pleasure of simple things in life.
via @onesecondbeforesunset
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loveandthepsyche · 1 year
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