#teaching poetry to fish

[profoundbondfanfic]

Teaching Poetry to Fish

Teaching Poetry to Fish by aeli_kindara Rating: Mature Word count: 52k 

In which Castiel teaches poetry to fish. Also, himself. Also, eventually, Dean. (A series-long story, diverging slightly from canon after S14.)

An absolutely beautiful piece in Cas’ authentic sounding and beautiful voice.  The author explores the nature of identity, free will, and the essence of Castiel’s poetic heart.  Normally I’m not a fan of poetry.  Really.  I almost didn’t read this because I’m a big snob.  But it was absolutely worth it.  I even read the quotes from real poems.

I don’t know if the author has a degree in this or if they’re just dedicated to finding the absolute perfect quote, but this story isn’t just a gorgeous look at Cas’ inner life but a master class in literary history.  The inclusion of Ginsberg hit particularly hard both from a queer and war-story point of view.

What struck me the most was the way Naomi’s influence is shown as a part of Castiel’s reality from the beginning, how the attempts to reshape him into who they wanted wasn’t just what was seen in the show, and more than was even eluded to, but a millennia long pattern of abuse.  At times subtle, at times a bludgeoning hammer, it is always effective.

New content mixes with a retelling of canon giving the reader an understanding of Castiel that is missing from the show and honestly from a lot of fics.  It’s rich and imaginative and filled with poetry and every word rings true.

#destiel #fic rec #mature #50k to 100k #canon verse #bunker #canon divergence #coda #fix it #purgatory #pre canon #canon first meeting #angst with a happy ending #bed sharing #slow burn #pining!dean #protective!dean #angel!castiel #human!castiel #teaching poetry to fish #author: aeli_kindara

[blue-scribbl3s]

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"Missed Messages from God"

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Did this illustration of an Oarfish around last summer, which nearly fried my laptop.

This is definitely one of my favourite fish, if solely for the many tales that surround it. In japan they are said to be a sign of an incoming earthquake, while elsewhere it is speculated that they might be the source of many sea-serpent tales. Other's say they are messengers of god. Anyways, on a scientific level there is not much we really know about the oarfish because it usually lives at great depths and we only get to see the sick or dying specimen that accidentally end up at the water's surface.

Another thing that might be worth mentioning, the one who inspired this illustration, as well as my love for this fish is @gravelghosts and their fic "Teaching Poetry to Fish", it's been a while since I last read it but ever since it has lived rent free in my brain.

#art #drawing #scribble #digital art #illustration #oarfish #teaching poetry to fish #missed messages #fish illustration #ethereal #beach #fanart

[lamp2003]

#geoffffff #* #teaching poetry to fish

[deancoded-deangirl]

The Dean Winchester Beat Sheet is done. Y’all what the fuck is the TALENT in this fandom? That shit had me laughing and crying in the same chapter. Moving on to Teaching Poetry to Fish, and…

The chapters are Taylor Swift lyrics. Omg

#supernatural #destiel #dean winchester #Cas #teaching poetry to fish

[tomoyorecs]

Teaching Poetry to Fish

Author: aeli_kindara

Rating: M

Word Count: 52,312

Summary: In which Castiel teaches poetry to fish. Also, himself. Also, eventually, Dean.

(A series-long story, diverging slightly from canon after S14.)

Commentary: Cas is so smart. He is so smart and so lovely and lovable. And this author gets it.

This story is a retelling of Castiel’s plot on the show, starting with a few scenes of before canon and continuing to a beautiful, beautiful scene of him raising Dean from Hell.

From then on, the fanfic tells the story of the show by Cas’ POV – and if you’re wondering why you’d read a story about a show you’ve already watched, oh boy…this is not what you’re expecting.

The author explores and expands on scenes and ideas of the show. Even on scenes where the dialogue is word for word the same of the show, the descriptions in between, Cas’ thoughts and feelings are so, so good.

Cas also observes Dean and it’s so fun to catch clues of Dean’s feelings for Cas, while Cas himself is mostly unaware of it.

When the story diverges from canon around season 14 – Dean is having trouble sleeping because of Michael, so Cas helps him and ends up sharing some of the deepest parts of him – Dean and Cas become intimate and it’s so nice, they’re so good with each other.

If you’re a fan of Cas lore exploration or just a fan of good writing in general, don’t skip this one.

#destiel #teaching poetry to fish #aeli_kindara #ao3 #rated m #over 50k #character exploration #destiel fanfic rec #deancas #dean winchester #castiel #canon universe #all the canon characters are present but dont have that much focus so im not gonna tag any #canon divergence

[dot-gay]

Thinking about binge-reading 'Teaching Poetry to Fish" again so I can feel something

#fanfiction #destiel #destiel fanfic #teaching poetry to fish

[calicocas]

im in love with the trope in crowstiel fics of crowley being in control/dominate over cas but also secretly being absolutely terrified of him

#looking at u teaching poetry to fish #it just has so much flavor #crowleys biggest fear: cas saying alright im over this (smites him)

[athenellis]

for the first time, i feel

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#castiel #supernatural #teaching poetry to fish destroyed me #misha collins #destiel #dean winchester #spn #spn 4x16 #fanart #my artwork #pencil drawing #traditional drawing #dean x castiel #deancas #pastel #tfw #castiel art #destiel art #spn art

[rapidhighway]

the only crime of loving your crowstiel art is the criminal lack of fics with the two

😔 it's the curse people with taste have to bear, unfortunately

#im reading stamus ad linem currently and its been 😳😳😳 n i c e #i also like teaching poetry to fish #idk if this is your cup of tea anon i just like it when it's fucked up xd #but yea id loove more crowstiel fics the angsty and the fluffy ones #especially the fucked up ones :') #tho i do have a complicated relationship with crowstiel fluff :0

[wynn-in-the-willows]

The navigator

You were a rudder in a stormy sea

Who found me when I was broken

And helped me with the puzzle

Not realizing that the pieces

Were me

 You were my guide on a stormy night,

You taught me how to read a compass

when I didn’t know which way was up

Now I can find my way home

 You taught me to fish,

So I can stand on my own

But I never realized

I’d be standing alone

#wordbarf poetry Ireallyreallymisshim stupid love whydoesithurtthismuch ldr neverdateafreind Ihatethis Icanstandonmyown why #breakup #love #why #longdistencebreakupshurttoo #poetry #i can stand on my own #never date a Nederlander they're way too honest it hurts #But I wanted to stand together #I miss my penpal #teach a man to fish #he'll never be hungry

[tinderfishboy]

its crazy cause im looking at my poetry google doc now and like im not saying my poetry is Good now its like not really but 1.) 2 years ago it was unbelievably bad like unreadable and 2.) less than a year ago it was still a lot worse than that one i wrote at 3 am crossed on olivers couch

#fish says things #funny what actually reading poetry can teach a guy LMAO

[strangesmallbard]

bg3 characters if they worked at publix/safeway/your grocery store of choice:

karlach: in charge of anything that involves moving heavy objects between locations, but also works produce. LOVES helping old ladies take their groceries to the car; will accidentally abandon the vegetables at least once per shift. (she does apologize to the vegetables.) also is a pallet stacking master in the most haphazard configurations that, somehow, miraculously never fall over. frequently posts her monstrosities on r/publix, alongside a selfie of her giving a cheeky thumbs up.

wyll: store manager, in his second year of a master’s degree in public policy. optimistic like a sword is optimistic. WILL make sure you take your mandated break and will hand out store giftcards for a job well done. does not suffer customers who behave badly. is roommates and longtime best friends with karlach; the energy they exude while together either makes your shift bearable or unbearable, depending.

shadowheart: works the in-store coffee counter. probably should not because she always looks vaguely disgusted, annoyed, or bored. the dark circles under her eyes are always there no matter how many espresso shots she sips. has anonymously complained to corporate about the store’s music choices. every new employee thinks they have a shot with her until she hits them with the 👁️😐 did you need something? 👁️😐 and they slink away, feeling chastised for reasons unknown.

minthara: works the meat and/or fish counter. smokes seventeen packs per mandated break. always smells a little bit like red meat. has the most insane combat stories but it’s completely unclear whether she’s a veteran or just someone who gets into situations on purpose. every 20-something employee is at least mildly obsessed with her whole thing, but she’ll only humor karlach. no one knows where she lives.

lae’zel: 22-year-old grocery team lead. typically works the 5pm-11pm shift, but still obviously runs that shit like a navy seal base. has encyclopedic knowledge of grocery store codes and also lore. during mandated breaks she can be found doing one-armed pushups, argueflirting with shadowheart, or scribbling poetry in a notebook. she’s also the pitcher on her college’s varsity baseball team; everyone shows up to her big games and she fails at not looking overwhelmed by joy every time.

jaheira: beloved customer service manager, knows literally everything and everyone. taught wyll everything he knows about not suffering customers who behave badly. often goes mountain climbing with her scary 39-year-old girlfriend astele who owns the smoke shop next door. sells the best weed you’ll ever smoke in your life.

gale: day shift manager counterpart to lae’zel, postdoc who needs the job to make rent obviously. constantly gives aisle directions for the store location he worked during undergrad and shelves the soup cans all wrong. WILL show you photos of his cat. constantly recognized by his booktube fans (he also streams sims 4 builds of classic sci fi/fantasy book locations). he does wear his own merch underneath the uniform.

halsin: that customer who’s very polite but frequently and inexplicably barefoot. he also teaches woodworking and pottery at the youth center down the road. sometimes brings his regular kids to the store for a field trip and those little bags of cheetos. grows the weed that jaheira sells.

astarion: does not work at the grocery store. he worked at the grocery store for two weeks, during which he showed up late every day, insulted customers, and generally behaved like a cat ripped away from his ball of yarn. he only lasted those two weeks because gale (roommate/situationship) begged wyll to give him another chance in a different department. he still lives with gale while finishing up a law degree and can be found loitering in the grocery store, bitching about The Circumstances with shadowheart.

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #karlach #wyll ravengard #shadowheart #minthara baenre #lae'zel #jaheira #gale dekarios #halsin #astarion #yell.txt

[kirimoochi]

Mermaid Zuha is stuck in my head rn so,,, do you have any other stuff for him? Hcs or drabbles maybe??

₊˚ ᗢ mermaid! kazuha x gn!reader.

⤷ befriending the strange mystical creature.

⤷notes; continuation of washed ashore.

Mermaid! Kazuha who visits you every other day, bringing you gifts from the bottom of the sea that he thinks will catch your eye. This could range from small, beautiful, and shiny shells that glisten underneath the sun’s rays, or pearls that were left in abandoned ships. You find his gifts to be a lot more pretty than yours. The old, worn-out books that you carry didn’t seem all too special on the surface, but when you see the way his eyes sparkle and shine as you read him stories and poetry, it was a one-of-a-kind experience.

The two of you would sit upon warm rocks which have been basking in the sun’s rays. He would recite poetry to you, and humming a small tune, you would lean your head against his slightly damp shoulder. As your eyes slowly close, you notice the webbing of his fingers. For a moment, you reach out, the tips of your fingers grazing his. He could feel his tail twitch and lap against the waters, feeling intrigued by your actions. 

He wouldn’t hesitate to interlace your fingers. He finds the act rather romantic despite how simple it was. He knows that it’s not common for mermaids to form relationships with humans because they were cruel creatures. Humans were always known by the other sea creatures to be rather benevolent or greedy. Trying to find a difference between them can be difficult. Their attitudes change far too much. And it was better for mermaids to stay on guard. They oftentimes sail too far in the hopes of chasing distant dreams. However, he knows that you were different.

The Vision you yield would glisten underneath the sun, shining brightly with ambition. It’s clear as to why the gods recognized you as a symbol of greatness. A kind heart you were, always going out of your way to teach him new things like the luxury of grilled fish. After spending all of his time at the bottom of the ocean, hunting and eating the fish as they were, his mouth was watering at the smell of salted fish. He would have never known that humans had such unique ways of cooking. It made the whole experience of eating a lot more enjoyable. 

The day he decided he had fallen in love with you was when you came to him one evening, your hands behind your back as you grinned. He smiled in response, asking you what you were hiding from him, to which you pulled out a fully laminated book. All the pages were wrapped in a sheen of plastic, and he could freely flip through it even with his wet hands. You told him that you felt bad he didn’t have anything to take back with him, and that this was the least you could do. 

And at this moment, even with his tail, he leaped into your arms, bringing you down to the ground as you laughed. He nuzzled his nose against yours, a joyous expression stretched across his face, his eyes glimmering like a brilliant, northern star.

“You’re truly something,” He cries out, wiping away at the sand that caked your skin, “Thank you for the gift. I will cherish it until the end of time.” 

#₊˚ ᗢ kirimoochi #genshin #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #kazuha #kazuha kaedehara #kazuha kaedehara x reader #kazuha x reader #genshin headcanons

[libbee]

Feeling Powerless in the 8th House?

Power is a strange thing. At first, it provokes the images of government, corporates, police, institutions, leaders in mind. On a personal level, it provokes images of parents, partner, inter-human relationships, schools, and even social media. Likes, reblogs, followers, public engagement give a sense of "power".

Power is not even a bad thing. It gives you competence, strength to get things done, self defence, self preservation and to live in society, you need power. Power is the child of socialization, how else will you get things done? How else will one survive in this world?

But where we do feel powerless is in the 8th house. "You are not in control of your life", this sentence alone is enough to create crisis in mind. That your relationships, goals, desires, personality, actions, intentions, thoughts, looks, luck, life story, fortune and misfortune, nothing is your own is a scary thing to realize. I cannot even afford to lose this tumblr account, let alone lose my identity, possessions and ego, then how can I happily surrender my power to the forces of the 8th house? If I don't have any power then I am as good as a dead body.

Ego v/s Powerlessness

8th house is like the reverse of everything you have been told by the society. Ever since my confrontation with this house, I feel like everything that is visible, written, told is a lie and only that is truth which is invisible, unwritten and untold. As soon as something is brought outside in the surface, it loses its truthfulness. No amount of spirituality and mysticism can explain the truth because it will not remain truth if it is brought to the surface. Everything that is brought to the surface is immediately influenced by the ego, vanity, narcissism, arrogance of the outside word. Bring a fish out of the ocean and it immediately dies. Its real place is inside the ocean. What belongs to the ocean be left in its original place. Then how do we know that the fish exist? We know because we "feel". 8th house is one of intuition (gut feelings and hunches) and feelings (that thing in your body that eats you alive). We "feel" love but as soon as try to describe that love it loses its truthfulness. You are now looking for the words, language, sentences to express your love and then you look for appreciation, acknowledgement, reciprocation and acceptance of your love. All this is vanity in a micro level.

Humility and Detachment

Okay guys, I am a humble person because I am self aware and talk about humility, so I am a down to earth and nice person, ok? But isn't it .... self-contradictory? 8th house teaches you real humility, the real thing that is not about self expression and preaching, it is about hiding yourself in the closet because you are really feeling humble. Ironically, we are a society that thrives on goals, aspirations and advancement then the 8th house is like the party pooper that tries to make you humble when all the other kids are being cool and dancing around. Not fair, sir, I hate such schools that don't treat all students equally and fairly. But 8th house is the teacher that chooses few students and teaches them real humility and brings them back to the track every time they go astray. This humility is strange because it is not in the words or performance or poetries; real humility is a thing that you know inside and then keep your lips closed because those who know don't need understanding and preaching, while those who are not there yet look for all kind of guidance and tuition. 8th house chooses its own students and they don't even know they are the chosen ones because there are no regular classes. Some days, everything seems normal, life is fine and then 8th house will summon you for emergency classes because you let something go to your head, you were vain and dishonest, you were selfish and acted against your conscience, so the teacher will call you back to the classroom and teach you real humility once again. 8th also has no notes and lessons, you are your own teacher, you will be just made to face your feelings, memories, behaviours, sometimes in isolation all alone for days or weeks, until you understand the pattern and interconnectedness of everything and change your behaviours for the future.

A Nobody in Nowhere

Even in the occult community, we have people who are egoistic, narcissists and vain, so why call out "others" when it is the humanity itself that is deeply entangled in the dirt of vanity. The other end of vanity is that you are a nobody in nowhere. If I completely surrender all my vanity then I close this account and never share my opinion on anything because conversations are impossible without some layers of ego. When two people sit and talk, they see each other's ego. Every time they open their mouths, it is their ego that speaks. It is just impossible to live a life without some ego, even if a thin layer of it. Writing this post is "my" assertion of "my" ego. And the silliest thing is that this enlightenment comes and goes, one minute one feels like they are finally enlightened and the next minute they are again confused. I think it is because there are 12 houses in a birth chart and there is more to life than what happens in 8th house alone. Whereas your 8th house may want you to surrender your ego, but your 1st house placements may want you to become a poster boy in your workplace. Two conflicting desires - To be somebody and To not be somebody. This is why self awareness and deep insights into your feelings will keep you sane here. It is a scary house when you are a newbie, but with enough training and understanding, it becomes the door to even greater understanding of 9th, 10th, 11th and 12th houses. These are the houses of the collective, greater, bigger than life and larger than an individual.

Still Feeling Powerless?

Me too. But I guess this is the challenge, to find a personal power deep within and to preserve it. Perhaps this is the reason why these natives sometimes get really spiritual, celibate and mystical. Because they preserve and protect their personal power against the world. To stand in the face of uncertainty and yet trust the patterns. To stare into the darkness and yet have scotopic vision. To get things done and yet surrender your power attitude. 8th house is like living in the dark nights when you were accustomed to living in the bright mornings and sunny afternoons. The only problem is to let go of the bitterness, resentment and frustration that comes with seeing other people still consumed in their illusions. But if we are to accept our own ignorance then we have to be tolerant with others as well, because knowledge itself is ignorance as they say. Perhaps the language of the unconscious is "silence" because the moment we start speaking all the demons and dangers of mind are summoned.

The journey to this realization comes in many ways. For me, it came from healing my childhood traumas and family inheritances of behaviours, thoughts, attitudes and emotions. "Dysfunctional family" but it turns out that there was this deeper meaning underneath all the dysfunction. Perhaps there is no such thing as "functional and healthy". Of course I am not romanticizing abuse at all. But it is surprising to see how healing childhood trauma leads to the point of spiritual path, it leads you to realize that the society as a whole is pretty dysfunctional and the only functional place is the underworld.

#astrology #astro community #astro observations #astrology observations #astroblr #astro notes #astro tumblr #astrology blog #astrology notes #8th house

[swordswoman97]

With the finale starting soon and people starting to go live, have some random not (overly) angsty headcanons before the pain begins.

-Gabriel and the Slayer both enjoy cheesy romance novels, though Slayer is a bit more secretive about her enjoyment.

-Gabriel also occasionally writes poetry. He still has a couple love poems he wrote about Owen stashed away somewhere. He also regularly gives little poems he wrote to Slayer. She has them all hidden in a box under her bed.

-Sausage would frequently spend evenings sitting by the fire with Jellie telling her various tales of his adventures. He didn’t want her to feel lonely waiting for Scar to come back.

-Sam would jokingly call Owen “your highness” in response to her various “*insert word here* princess” comments.

-Oli’s favorite color is the same color as his wife’s eyes.

-Hook and Owen used to go on fishing trips together though half the time they just ended up goofing off.

-Owen won’t cook because she actually can’t. Several people have tried to teach her. At best he burnt what he was trying to cook and on one occasion he managed to actually blow something up.

-Gabriel started keeping a couple blankets hidden in the archives due to constantly finding Owen asleep in there.

-Water has all of the Heron’s favorite foods memorized. If she thinks one of them needs cheering up she will specifically make their favorite for them.

-Scott repays the favor by making her favorite after the wedding fiasco. It doesn’t get rid of the hurt entirely but it does help a little.

#pirates smp #scurvyblr

[howldean]

“explaining freedom to angels is a bit like teaching poetry to fish.” / an excerpt from d.c. berry

#castiel #supernatural #my stuff #web.weave #rambleoncas #userdeanshoneybee #tusermaura #cowboykait #deanncastiel #userjdw #escapingpurgatory #crossroadsdirt #deanlovescasblog #user4x01 #meltingtracks #userstarry #greatcometcas #userjactingjoices #emeraldcas #LMK IF YOU DONT WANNA BE TAGGED IN MY SHIT this is an ooooold list lol