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themandalalady · 1 month

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24-13 The Refusal #4

A Journey Into JoyStep 3 — Week 4: The Refusal Step 3 has us looking at what makes us turn away from “the call” we established in Step 2. With this step, it’s time to look at the fears, disbeliefs, a sense of inadequacy, or plain unwillingness to make the sacrifices that are require…in other words: basically anything that keeps us from answering “the call” in some area (or areas) of our life…

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fuzzypuppybuddie · 5 months

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Abu Maria

#spiky rascals au #maria robotnik #wip #I'm having fuun-#she's a combination of all the cool mandala old ladys I've meet to this day

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12ozstudios · 9 months

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Matching mandala forearm pieces tattooed by Meghan Patrick.

#12ozstudios #team12oz #tattoo #tattoos #tattoo artist #ink #inked #tattooist #black and grey #traditional tattoo #lady tattooers #bngtattoo #black and gray tattoo #mandala #geometric

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sinning-23 · 6 months

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Blowing Bubbles Blowing ZAZA

OPLA headcannons whre y/n for some reason has an ungodly amout of ouid stashed...but always offers because sharing is caring.

Warnings: uhhh some oiud, mentions of slightly nsfw topics, uhhhh yeah thats about it.

Zoro

-Ok so.....he knows that smell, but why the hell was it coming from your room.

-He doesn't knock, just kinda cracks the door open, and there you are eyes wide like you'd been caught (technically you have) but that didn't matter.

-What DID matter was that you were smoking two blunts at once and took one out of your mouth to offer him.

-He hesitates only for a second but accepts it, closing the door behind him.

-HOT BOX HOT BOX HOT BOX

-I mean this mfs eyes are bloodshot with a satiisfies smile on his face.

-"Where did you even get this?' His voice seems slightly deeper now.

-"Stole it. Good shit tho." You sigh, the two of you laid out, staring up at the ceiling that seems to be warping before your very eyes.

-There's a silence but it's comfortable...until it's not, Zoro cutting through it

-'Do you think god stays in heaven cause he's scared of his creation?"

Sanji

-You already tried to convince him this was better than any cancer stick he's put in his body but he's not one to dabble in that.

-"You can make it butter. Infuse it. Boom edibles." you suggest, passing him the ziplock back with a wiggle of your eyebrows.

-"C'mon chef boyardee, hook it up?"

-Ok so it was far more tempting than he thought and damn did he get carried away fast. Like...way too fast.

-THIS MF COOK A FULL MEAL...ALL OF IT INFUSED. Ohhh you're all fucked up. I mean REALLLY fucked up

-Zoro is knocked out, sleeping in the most uncomfortable position. I mean he's folded like a goddamn omelet with the hilt of his sword acting as a pillow.

-Luffys got his arms stretched out in one big puddle trying to untangle them

-Nami is doing circles around the ship looking at her compass needle, trying to figure out why 'Weast" isn't labeled

-And the two of you giggle away, opening and closing the fridge to try and catch the light go off and on inside.

-It's a gawd damn mess and technically your fault for giving THE CHEF A BAG OF WEED TO USE IRRESPONSIBLY

Luffy

-He found it completely by accident and thought it was food.

-ATE THE NUG. HE. ATE. IT.

-"Well, I don't know why you keep a bag of lettuce in your room, but I was hungry so I ate it. I think it's gone bad by the way. so... you're welcome!"

-You freeze, turning got him in a way that's damn near comical.

-"YOU WHAT?!"

-Oooooh hes fucked up, it takes less than an hour for it to kick in and the whole time he's a mess of tangles, stretched-out libs, asking questions that make no sense to anyone but him.

-"If I like.....stretch my stomach can I eat more than usual or...would I have to stay stretched like that until it's digested?"

-Starts to panic just a pinch because he said his 'hands don't match'

-Que him flipping his hands back and forth for the next hour

Nami

-Only smoked because you offered...and because she hasn't in a while

-Surprizingly knows some cool tricks.

-Opts to take her rolling tray out of its hiding place. Hooray for a new smoke buddy!

-She's actually really calm and relaxed when she smokes. can hold a normal conversation, she just seems a bit sleepy.

-Already prepared with food from the kitchen cause she knows she gets the munchies and already had an incident where she tried to cook while high anddd it backfired.

-Is also very creative. She keeps a sketchbook with pages of mandalas she drew under the influence. Unfortunately, it's only a talent she possesses when high as a kite.

Usopp

-Scam or not the lady at the booth said it was a very nice vase for a unique kind of flower. The plan was to gift it to you with said flower but uhhh... he couldn't find it. That is until you spotted it in his room.

-"Yooo I didn't know you dabble uUo! I would've shared my stash sooner!"

-Whatchu talking bout Willis?

-"What? No no, the lady said this was a vase for a special kind of flower and- Ohhhhh."

-He pauses, giving a nod and clearing his throat.

-Did you just teach Usopp what a bong is and how to use it???

-He gets terrible munchies after and can't decide whether he wants something out the kitchen or to simply eat you up because you already a snack (oop girl hold on-)

-If hes not horned up he's paranoid. No inbetween. literally like, "They're in the walls!" paranoid or "I'm in your walls" just nastyyy

Shanks

-Ouid you say? Zaza? The devil's lettuce? Oh, he will be partaking.

-Will fuck up the rotation. Not on purpose tho, it's just been a while since he'd done this.

-Was kinda a pothead in his youth. These days the closest he can get is a CBD ointment he uses for soreness in his back and shoulders.

-So when he catches you with quite literally the FATTEST joint he has ever seen in his life he can't help but join in.

-"There's no way you're smoking that by yourself." He chuckles, sitting crisscross beside you as you begin to pass t back and forth

-Please don't try to outsmoke him. You will lose and green out way before he does sweetie.

-Shotgunning, that's all I have to say.

-He gets kinda freakayyyy when he's high, so just expect wandering hands and some deep, passionate kisses.

Buggy

-Oh you stole it from someone and he stole it for you because wtf? You're supposed to offer your Captain the shit you steal that totally a rule.

-You don't say anything when the bag goes missing but you do smell your precious green coming from your Captain's quarters.

-You knock, hearing a light cough, and then 'come in"

-THIS MF IS SMOKING ALL YOUR SHIT.!THE SHIT YOU WORKED HARD TO STEAL!

-"So you were gonna keep this little gem a secret from me? I'd laugh in your face right now but I feel like I'm gonna cough up a lung" He strains, very obviously holding back a series of coughs.

-He doesn't seem upset and passes the joint to you with a welcoming smile.

-Who tf else did you think Shanks would smoke with back in the day?

-For once he's not talkative, just enjoying the feeling of complete relaxation. It's like he turns his brain off for a moment. he needs it honestly.

-Is literally the BEST at rolling. Like every time it's a perfect, photo-worthy blunt.

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muzwoom · 1 year

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If you asked me abt villain!hawks or whatever id write it with him busting lady nagant out of prison and them teaming up together. He might at some point become acquainted w some lov members like twice and dabi (ofc) but at the end of the day hawks likes to do things quickly and im not convinced he can comprehend taking a day off to goof off like the lov. Theyd be too slow for him, unlike lady nagant who can help him assassinate all the heads of the HPSC in the span of a month. Lady nagant would have to at some point learn second hand that hawks was the number 3 hero like. At some point, hawks just explains it like “hi senpai im your replacement, lets revolution yes?” and then hes like “lets go” and they get into action. They also have an instagram “@keigo_and_kaina_try_stuff” where they try things like mandala coloring book for the first time, rate it out of 10 and write a description on the post with the cadence of an official report. No i havent thought abt this for 20 hours what do you mean.

#perchance an au #bnha #just talking dmm

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sorakazeno · 7 months

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Nakayoshi Media Book Season 2 Volume 8

A remake of the Volume 5 cover.

Back cover.

Black Lady is added to the character cast.

Episode 83: "The Shocking Future: Demande's Dark Ambition".

The moment when you recognize the voice that gave you dreams to break up with your girlfriend only to realize it was your future self that gave you those bogus dreams. Riiiiight.

Oh and by the way, along with the fake nightmares, this little girl is your daughter too.

I have always wondered how Usagi was detransformed and found in this dress. Was it Demande or some flunky that did this? Either way.... I find it creepy and really good writing to make Demande a character a lot of people don't like.

Episode 84: "Wiseman's Evil Hand: Chibi-Usa Disappears".

Chibi Usa's flashback where everyone forgot her birthday.

Episode 85: "The Dark Queen: Birth of Black Lady".

The fact that her hairstyle is the same as Chibi Usa's should tell you something is wrong before Black Lady hugs Luna P.

Burning Mandala and Shine Aqua Illusion.

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i-like-omori · 8 months

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thinking about the time i opened up the sia = lady gaga mandala effect rabbit hole

i swear sia never fucking existed untill she made ableist bullshit and then the universe wanted a quick way to implement her so they picked a couple songs you know but havent thought about for years and slapped her name on them

THOSE SONGS WHERE FROM LADY GAGA I SWEAR. AND THE BIG WIG BIG BOW TWO-COLORED HAIR WAS ALSO LADY GAGA.

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themandalalady · 4 days

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24-17 The Guide #4

A Journey Into JoyStep 4 — Week 4: The Guide Step 4 encourages us to find a guide/mentor or something (externally or internally) to help us overcome/heal/process the root cause(s) of our refusal (step 3) so that we can turn towards the call (step 2) rather than continue to turn away from it. With this step, it’s time to seek guidance and/or take a deeper look within to help clear the fears,…

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#art #artist #coloring mandalas #hero’s journey #journey into joy #mandala #mandala art #Mandala artist #mandala coloring pages #mandala of the week #mandala to color #mandalas #mentor #the guide #the mandala lady

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brunchable · 2 years

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Spooktober Oneshots🎃

Because I didn't celebrate my 1K followers, I'll be using halloween to post dark themed shorts/one-shots. If dark themes makes you feel uncomfortable, you have the freedom not to read these stories (there will be warnings, of course).

I would like to thank each and everyone of you for being here and reading these fanfics. I get excited every time I post because I look forward to reading your reactions to what I wrote.

Thank you for being patient especially now that I'm busy with life and work. I love you all! 🥺💞

KEEP READING TO CHECK OUT THE HALLOWEEN ONESHOT TEASERS ♡ LET ME KNOW WHICH ONE YOU'RE LOOKING FORWARD TO THE MOST. Likes and Reblogs are very much appreciated.

The Taking Teaser (NSFW) - click here to read "Do you know what I am, (Y/N)?" he asked you, the dagger dropping to the floor.

"S-Sorcerer Supreme," you whispered, so softly you could barely hear your own words.

"Yes. That I am. But am I what you've read about? A simpleton monster no better than an old warlock that lurks in your woods? Am I that?" He was so close now, standing near your head. His hand came down to caress the curve of your trembling lips.

"Am I that?" he asked again, holding your gaze with the strange blue brilliance of his own.

"No," You whispered finally.

Siren Teaser - click here to read “Is it d-dead?” you stammered.

“Let’s not stay long enough to find out.” Stephen said, grabbing your arm. He ran until both of you came across one of the smaller storage rooms, and he shoved you inside.

“W-who. What was that?” you asked.

“Stop shaking.” He commanded.

“What’s happening?”

“Calm down.” When he told you to stop shaking it seemed more like he was pleading with you. But now he just gave you a clear and direct order. You forced your hands to stop shaking.

Thanks for Dinner Teaser - click here to read “Can I help you?” He called out in the same gruff voice, his breath coming out in clouds. You took a shaky breath and nodded almost imperceptibly in the vague light.

Stephen noticed then the way you were breathing shakily, and the way you were trembling in the cold, your slender shoulders bare beneath the ragged tank top you wore.

Stephen licked his chapped lips nervously as he looked around again, sensing no other presence than you. Against the gnawing feeling in his stomach, Stephen gets rid of his tao mandalas, his grimy hands shaking slightly. You eyes were on him, locked onto every small movement Stephen made as he shifted uncomfortably.

Witch's Revenge Teaser - click here to read “I’m going to murder you in fifteen minutes.”

“Wha—? Look, lady,” he pointed his finger at you, but stopped short. The tip of a butcher knife appeared from below the top edge of the counter.

“Sir,” you said, “all I said was that I'll have your order ready in fifteen minutes.”

Stephen turned to leave when a man stepped out of the kitchen.

“I’m sorry. I was out back chasing the varmints away from the garbage cans. It’s a constant battle. I’m Mike. Can I take your order?”

“Who is she?” Stephen was sweating, his breath coming in short gulps.

“Who are you talking about, mister?”

Book of the Damned Teaser - click here to read It had begun when you and some friends had gone to the infamous abandoned Sanctum at the end of the street on Halloween. You and your friends were feeling your way along a corridor where the gloom overwhelmed all of you like a rising tide of black water. You heard what sounded like someone slurping or sucking very close to your ear. It was both disgusting and frightening at the same time.

“Who’s there?” you yelled, “If that's one of you guys it's not funny!” You had thought it was one of your friends messing with you. But the thing hadn’t gone away since that day.

#stephen strange #stephen strange x reader #stephen strange x you #doctor strange imagine #doctor strange #doctor strange x reader #doctor strange x you #benedict cumberbatch x reader #benedict cumberbatch imagine #dr strange x reader #sinister strange #sinister strange x you

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dreaminlittlenightmares · 1 year

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How are the antags' drawing skills and styles?

Ah, I see. I can finally use my degree to some degree~ Image post, so everyone under the cut!

The Maw

the Janitor: Can't draw, but likes to make wood sculptures. Feels his way around the material and goes with the flow

the Twin Chefs: Both can't draw well, so their artistic skills begins and ends with doodles

(Art by chaxelos) the Lady: Used to do a lot of ink drawings with brushes, but none were worthy of sharing. She might still have some in her libraries

the Granny: Likes watercolours and does a relatively good job with them. Paints scenery often

(Art by Kuo Chi-Sheng)

Pale City

the Hunter: Does a lot of concept art for his next taxidermy idea. They're kind of messy and have a lot of notes next to them

(Art by Savage Deviljho) the Teacher: Does a lot of chalk drawings for science class, but wouldn't call herself good at it. All of her students are stunned at the details, though

(Art by Chuan-Bin Chung) the Doctor: Unsurprisingly, really good at drawing anatomy and medical herbs with a pen. Hasn't done so in a while, but they still look nice

the Thin Man: Can't draw exactly, but still makes storyboards for his shows. They're really simple and get the tone and moods across for each scene

The Nest

the Craftsman: The master of blueprint drawings. Seriously. He calls them trash, but everyone just stares in awe at them

the Butler: Can't draw. He's the master of stick figures, and that's it

the Pretender: Draws with crayons a lot, and they look exactly like they were drawn by a child. They're not bad, but it's not good either

Extras

the Ferryman: Likes to draw with charcoal, but doesn't do it often. Likes to do landscapes or seascapes

(Art by CaseyNealArtwork) the Mirror Man: Doesn't draw, but likes to make collages for clothing ideas. Will use whatever thing he finds to design a dress

the North Wind: Enjoys drawing in sand and it extremely good at it. Their favorite thing to make is mandalas

#little nightmares #the ln villians #the janitor #the twin chefs #the lady #the granny #the hunter #the teacher #the doctor #the thin man #the craftsman #the butler #the pretender #the ferryman #the mirror man #the north wind #dream granted #image headcanon

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linzsaw · 4 months

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My Monthly Favs What’s in my cup:

Every morning I drink iced coffee made from my one & only Nespresso machine. The past few months I can’t get enough of the double espresso blend, and then I add a bit of whole milk (happy cows only) and sweet cream. I can’t find anything better from Starbucks or anywhere else. Sometimes if I’m craving a hot drink, I’ll head to Dutch Bros for a hot Carmelizer and it is totally worth the cringy 9 minute forced convo with the DB crew. I also start my day with electrolytes, currently in the watermelon flavor. It’s surprisingly really delicious but I miss the Electrolyte Synergy blend that I was drinking for a long time, which has been sold out for almost a year now. :’)

What’s on my plate:

Dinner lately has been the laziest in America. After our trip, Drew & I either have the same ole chicken, rice and veggies, a spicy “mexican bowl” or some form of pasta, usually with Raos Arriabatta sauce. This week we’ve been stuffing our faces with Trader Joe’s frozen meals. We promise to be better next month, but we are really exhausted and the last thing we feel like planning are meals. However, for the last week of December we actually have some things planned for the holiday weekend. On Friday, we’re hitting up the town as we do every year to walk around and see the lights, and find festive little bars to try out new Christmas cocktails. We plan to spend Christmas with just the two of us. For Christmas Eve we are making our annual corn beef, cabbage and carrots because apparently we are super Irish (confirmed by 23&me which btw leaked all my genes to hackers). On Christmas we are having tri-tip, garlic & butter brussel sprouts, and mashed potatoes. The Christmas cookies we’re making this year include White Chocolate Cherry Shortbread cookies, Peanut Butter Blossoms, & Holly Leaves. Okay and now that I’ve told you all that, the Christmas cocktails we decided on this year are The Mistletoe Kiss (a vodka, soda water, rosemary & cranberry drank) and Bad Santa White Russians. I also heard that Moon X Pinot Noir from Trader Joes was really good and lately the Redvolution just isn’t doing it for me. Let me know if you want any of these recipes, ladies. I will make sure to find GF, DF, and V options.

What’s on my bookshelf:

I’ve finished two of the Colleen Hoover books, and now I’m reading another one of hers called Verity. It’s kinda depressing but that’s kinda the vibe as of late so I’m into it.

What’s in my playlist:

We love the Sia Christmas album. It’s so fun and happy. Believe it or not, Andy introduced me to it lol. It’s so good!! Other songs I’ve been into are I remember everything by Zach Bryan and Kacey Musgraves. It reminds me of a family member rn which is very depressing to me. Fun to cry to. Bubble - STAYC, Surround Sound - JID 21 Savage, Baby Tate, Adora Hills - Doja Cat.

What I’m up to:

Making our house into a winter wonderland of lights. Watching hella hallmark movies. Being seriously lazy, not working out or eating healthy. Walks with Snoop around the park. Mandala scratch off nightscapes. Reading at 3am when I was jetlagged. I had a sleep study this month too, no sleep apnea for me, back to mouth taping! It really does help with quality of sleep for me. You should try it! Also magnesium spray on my feet (shout out to Aly). This has helped with my restless leg syndrome that we’ve all experienced. This weekend, we’re making all our foods and cocktails, going downtown, driving around with hot choc to look at lights, and heading up to Rocky Mountain to hike a bunch of mountains.

Skincare Saviors:

My skin gets so dry in Colorado, its TERRIBLE. And now that I’m saving for a house, I had to break up with my amazing esthetician, who by the way I stole this template from. I’m obsessed with Dermlogica thanks to her. I use a miscellar water if I wore any make-up. If not, I just double clease with my face wash. In the AM I’ll use my Rosehip Triple C+E Firming Oil, followed by COSRX snail mucin essence, and a magical mix of calm water gel and intensive moisture balance.

Love you long time,

Li

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mahayanapilgrim · 2 months

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KHADRO-LA

Lama Zopa Rinpoche's description of Khadro-la Kha.Dro - Sky.Goer

The skygoer, one who directly sees the emptiness of phenomena.

A Tibetan lady, a dakini, who is not an ordinary being, who is not like you or me, whose mind has gone beyond, way

emptiness, she has directly realized the truth of self and phenomena.

If you know about Milarepa, whose Guru Marpa made him be enlightened in a brief lifetime of degenerated time. If you know about these things, she is Milarepa's guru Marpa's secret mother. (Called secret mother because a consort is still practicing, the secret mother has already attained enlightenment.)

She is the mother of Marpa's son. Milarepa, who on his mother's advice went to learn black magic. Then he went to his aunt's and uncle's where he killed 30, 60, 70 people, also animals, horses. His Guru, Marpa, already an enlightened being, knew exactly how to guide him. He insists he does many 100,000 mandala offering, Vajrasattvas, refuge & prostrations as preliminaries and then he was advised to build a 9-storey tower 3 times by himself alone, by Milarepa alone. Then he initiated and gave all the teachings and then sent to the mountains to meditate on the Path. So his Guru, Marpa made Milarepa achieve Enlightenment in a brief lifetime of this degenerated time.

This shows if you did something wrong in early life, you can still be good, you can still achieve enlightenment.

She is also one of the 5 long life sister protectors - the auspicious long life protector called Tashi Tsering, the consort of Milarepa, to complete the path, as he reached a very high level on the tantric path to achieve full enlightenment quickest.

As well as Padmasambhava's sister, the dakini Yeshe Tsogyal.

As well as Tara, if you understand what Tara means.

She came from Tibet to protect His Holiness, to offer service to Him, to fulfill His holy wishes. She was sent by Milarepa from Tibet.

Lama Zopa Rinpoche 2010, Tushita centre

#buddha #buddhist #buddhism #dharma #sangha #mahayana #zen #milarepa #tibetan buddhism #thich nhat hanh #dakini

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hauntedpearl · 1 year

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A 100% Desinatural AU retelling of Spn 🫣 whether it has supernatural elements or not is your choice

Nahla

oooooooo it WOULD be so fun wouldn't it!!! I've said this before, but i always find it really hard to fully desi-fy spn characters because i feel like racism is kind of baked into them and to fully purge it and overhaul the whole thing would essentially just create a whole new world which might as well be original fiction yk? but ngl OCCASIONALLY i think about like the ghost stories i grew up with and the settings in India which lend themselves to so much atmospheric writing and i am TEMPTED.

like i saw this ask and i was thinking about thee quintessential Indian Ghost who is somewhat of an equivalent to The Woman In White, except she's a scorned bride. She has a name but she's a North Indian ghost and I'm south Indian and my memory is bad also Google is being unhelpful. but anyway. it's the story everyone kind of sort of hears. There's a lot of palatial remains scattered around the country (we were once 300 separate kingdoms!!), and you hear about how a high born lady who was murdered/committed suicide in these places on her wedding night just roams the palace ground at night and she still wears her veil and her lehenga. sometimes her feet and turned backwards (these ghosts are called mudiyapairi (mudi = bent; pair = leg)). anyway Hindus tend to burn their dead, so usually the way that they get rid of ghosts is like. they either trap them in sacred objects and bury them or they pray them away.

so i had this image in my head. Salmon dean (Desi versions!) just hanging out by the remains of some huge haveli in the outskirts of madhya pradesh. dean's bait, and he's dressed up to the nines in full bridal regalia — the sherwani, the jootis, the pagdi, everything. and sam is hanging out in the courtyard carefully painting the sacred mandala for him to lead the ghost into. dean's really goofing around more than anything when the episode opens and just having fun because he never gets to wear these fancy outfits. and then you know. the hour changes and they start hearing the ghost's anklets (HUGE horror trope in Desi movies btw i sometimes hear the anklets of the women who live next door/upstairs/in the building across bc sound carries weird in my apartment complex when I'm home alone and i get SO SCARED), and dean's like show time. sam starts hurrying up with his little project and they get out like a taveez to lock her in. then dean basically starts following the sound and goading the ghost to come get him and she shows up and she's just basically all anger at this point, there's no humanity left in her. sometimes these ghosts are just women who exist but this one's been doing some murderun' say and that's why these guys are here. so she attacks and he flails around and then he leads her to the mandala by confusing her thoroughly. and then sam is quick with the ritual and she's gone and the air feels lighter. dean is worse for wear bc wedding jootis are the WORST to run in and sam told him not to wear them but he was like NO I WILL I WANNA BE AUTHENTIC and also do you know how heavy the fancy sherwanis are? like you sweat like crazy in them. anyway dean's bitching and moaning about it by the end and sam is laughing but they get the locket they locked her in and they bury it by the river or behind the local temple or whatever (moving water is considered to be purifying in our culture! and temples are built on sacred ground.) and then they're off to the next hunt.

dean probably wears a taveez with his samulet and on the same string. he kisses it for good luck when they start cases. Sam's got a full beard and moustache to go with his hair he literally just looks like some rajput prince. IN MY HEAD. what else what else...uhh....i mean i would make them atleast hyderabadi bc that's what I'm more familiar with but they're both polyglots and dean loves all kinds of Indian sweets and sam is all about the oil-free cooking and they keep a pack of hard jute rottis on hand because hunts can go long and they're the easiest to just eat with salt or achaar spread on them and rolled.

i haven't really thought about like their dad and mom and the whole apocalypse thing tbh but there's some fun myths you could probably incorporate into it!!! SO!!! THAT'S IT I GUESS!!

I wish you'd write a fic where...(send me scenarios!)

#im so sorry i know i wqs supposed to post like ACTUAL writing but i was trying to write in my head and it wasn't coming out right and i #didn't wanna keep the ask in the askbox for ages #SO #i hope you enjoy MY VISION #doe's inbox #ask game #bee tag 🐝#desinatural

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aurheatum · 3 months

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@divinecrest: birthday ask

Sitri is seven years old and she's only now learned what a birthday is, which means she's gone seven whole years without celebrating her mother's birthday. It doesn't matter that Rhea didn't know birthdays are a special occasion either, nor that she doesn't seem to mind. Sitri has got to make up for all the years they've wasted. When she makes her way to Rhea's chambers it is with a silver tray in hand, atop which rest a bowl of sliced fruits and a glass of juice, along with toast in a basket and strawberry jam. Lastly, there's a package with a large ribbon. It weighs rather a lot for a little girl, but she's determined to see this through. Her mother's attendants have obligingly not roused her yet, and one of them opens the door for Sitri as well so she can enter with the tray. Afterwards she asks the lady to leave, and she does. This makes her giggle. Mama's attendants are much more tolerant of her being the Archbishop’s darling than those silly nuns. Oh, she's not thinking about that this morning, though. “Good morning, Mama!” She calls cheerfully, leaving the tray on a side table and gripping the package tightly before she bounds to Rhea's side. “And Happy Birthday! Oh, no no no, don't get up yet! You have to stay in bed or it won't be breakfast in bed! Oh, silly Mama, you almost ruined my gift! Alright, just a moment now…” Leaving the package behind, she hurries to fetch the tray and brings it over, though Rhea has to help her get it up there. Well, as long as her feet stay off the ground while she does, Sitri supposes it's fine. She wastes no time kicking off her shoes and taking her place beside her mother afterwards — though she is mindful of the tray —, tucked right against her. “I know you don't care much about your birthday,” she says, “but I do. I wish we'd had a party every year, but well… We didn't know, so — I just have to make your day super duper extra special!” She beams up at Rhea, offering her the package. Inside rests a dark blue scarf embroidered with misshapen stars, and a drawing of Rhea herself with Sitri. Above the drawing are written the words, “For Lady Rhea on the ocasion of her birtday with all my love, from Sitri”. “I'm not very good at knitting,” she prattles on, far too pleased with herself to stop, “and I just started emboi—embroidery, but I did my best. I wanted to write ‘For Mama’ but then I thought someone might see it…” For a brief moment she wilts, though perks right back up as a thought comes over her. “Oh, I cut all the fruit myself! Don't worry, there was always a grown-up watching. I helped make the jam and toast, oh and I made the juice all by myself too!” She giggles, shining with pride, before her head comes to rest against Rhea's forearm, gently and playfully nudging her. “Sooo, what do you think, Mama? I wanted to give you the best day I could, because — well, you're the best.” As giddy as she is, her next chuckle is soft. “I love you lots and lots. I love you like… Oh! I love you more than there are stars in the sky. Did you know that, Mama?”

Rhea sleeps rarely; the bed, like most things in her chambers more for appearances rather than anything substantial.

(The archbishops chambers have changed little since their inception in the Adrestrian style of decor, and Rhea sees little reason for them to do so now.)

But occasionally, she rests; knowing well enough her body needs if even if her mind still roils, it is then she looks up at the hanging ornamentation above her and imagines the galaxies its mandalas are said to invoke; it too, is written to be an artwork of the Empires long past but it is much older. It comes from the time of her Mother.

She tries not to look at it too often, for the memories pile up when she does but it had at least been useful for teaching Sitri the stars (and before that as a mobile).

Alessia, a long time attendant of hers, bids her a blessed morning and Rhea rises into a sitting position to do the same; opting to comb her own hair as she thinks on the day ahead. Saint Seiros Day requires the Archbishop for prayers and blessings and so the archbishop she must become, but something today makes her hesitate.

Sitri barreling into her room (That Alessia, she thinks, fond in a subdued way) takes away her puzzling thoughts and replaces them with warmth. It is rare to see Sitri so early in her day and at first she is worried but even before the child’s words sink in Rhea is comforted by her confident demeanor and dimpled, beaming smile.

She is carrying so much though! Rhea tries to rise to help her with her last package but is chastened by that small voice in tones she know to be remarkably similar to her own. She can only smile, be sued, as Sitri continues to prepare things for her at her bedside.

“Sitri, my love, I bid you good morning - but how long since you slipped out… ah, there is nothing for it thank you.” She says, meaning it, even as *birthday* echos on her head as if an unfamiliar word. She wonders how Sitri learned it?

Even more mysterious was this breakfast-in-bed but as Sitri seems quite intent on the ritual Rhea can only do her part, making room for both the tray and Sitri herself once the child is ready to take her spot on the bed.

Sitris explanation is full to bursting as are her emotions and Rhea does her best to accept each one in turn as gently as she accepts each gift. Her hand strokes the scarf still in its package as Sitri tells her about the dedication on it and for a moment as Sitri wilts her hand freezes.

For Mama, to think there is a part of the that wants that.

Again, there is little to dwell on but Rhea does bring Sitri into her arms, seating her up on her lap as they had often done when she was younger. “It's delicious,” she tells her, taking a bite of the dust and then offering some to Sitri, “will you not eat it with me? There is nothing I could desire more on my day of birth.”

They eat and they talk, and for a moment Rhea can indeed imagine a world where once a year waking up like this becomes routine. That this love, growing in Sitri, planted without Rheas knowledge but to her greatest awe, continues to bloom.

(And it does. And it will. Taking over so much, but nothing Rhea would not already give.)

“It has only begun and yet… it is indeed one of the best days I have ever had,” Rhea replies, hoping her smile is a fraction as beautiful as Sitri’s, “and no!” She grins wider. “Every star? Even more than that one, do you remember its name?”

Pushing the tray aside and pulling Sitri close Rhea looks up at the ornamentation above her and points to the mandala of the Blue Sea Star; this time the memories that like up are of Sitri and rather than feeling buried by them Rhea feels bouyed. She thinks she could fly among those stars herself, again.

#divinecrest #event;birthday2024 #//art book Rhea has a mobile in nabatean style above her #Bed me: what THE FUCK DO U MEAN BY THET #//anyway rune I'm not ok I misppled ur name 3 times just not. Misspell.. musoelled

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Elegant Lady Fern cut in a flowing meditative mandala shape, handmade in pure silver. Double soldered attachments for a beautifully finished style~

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