#yoga for conceiving

[fertilebodyyoga]

Check Out This Yoga Fertility Poses And Yoga Props

Take a look at this infographic to know yoga fertility poses and postures which include supported bridge poses, supported-childs-pose and supported-side-lying-twist poses. Enhance your body fertility with yoga practices, including tips on the best yoga props. Visit our infographic.

#restorative yoga poses #yoga poses for fertility #yoga fertility poses #restorative yoga props #yoga poses after embryo transfer #fertile yoga #yoga for conceiving #Fertile Body Yoga

[womenhealthcare8]

#Yoga for Pregnancy planning #Yoga to conceive fast #Yoga for conceiving

[gravityflops]

my dad just hit me with the “i’m the parent and you’re the kid”

in the context that i should be the mature one

i’m so fucking tired

#vent post #tw vent #vent in tags #all i did was park a fucking car #sorry YOU never told me you hated driving in the yard around me #sorry YOU parked in the spot i usually park #that was SO obvious what you wanted me to do #this is so fucking dumb #after i got home from yoga??? really?? you’re going to make me cry AFTER that??? #the most idiotic fucking argument i could possibly conceive. there is no way i could have known why you were upset. #can’t communicate with your own child like an adult and expect them to read your fucking mind. what the fuck is wrong with you. #i’m booking classes for the rest of the fucking week #i don’t care what the class is or how hard it is. i am not sitting at a dinner table with that man

[momkidcare]

FERTILITY YOGA: A BOOST TO YOUR FERTILITY

Yoga-inspired exercises are a great idea for those looking forward to planning to get pregnant. Yoga is an excellent way to calm your mind, body and soul in a very wholesome way. Not only yoga will help increase your chances of conception but also help smoothen your entire pregnancy journey and delivery. Certain yoga poses are believed toboost fertility. These exercises must be taken under the supervision of an expert infertility yoga classes.

Fertility yoga helps reduce stress, improve overall blood circulation, increase flexibility, and thereby strengthen chances of conception. The key to boosting fertility is stress reduction which is a hallmark result of practicing fertility yoga. Fertility yoga also prepares your body by following a holistic approach to strengthen your physical, mental and emotional status.

Practicing yoga under an expertin fertility yoga classes can have a huge impact on your fertility such as:

●    Stress reduction

●    Improved blood circulation

●    Keeping hormone levels in check

●    Increases flexibility

●    Eases stress and anxiety

●    Boosts sperm production

Yoga Asanas to Boost Fertility

●    Bhujangasana or the Cobra Pose- This pose is instrumental in increasing flexibility, helps tone the abdomen, and strengthens the back and shoulders. This pose also helps improve blood circulation.

●    Setubandhasana or the Bridge Pose- Lying down raising the hips and legs in the form of a bridge, this asana promotes blood circulation and is best yoga for conceiving.

●    Vipraitkarni- This pose is known to promote blood circulation in the pelvic region. When practiced after intercourse, it helps increase chances of conception.

●    Uttanasana-This inverted posture helps increase blood flow to the pelvic area, adds flexibility to the spine and helps relax the abdominal muscles.

●    Sarvangasaor The Shoulder Stand- An amazingly effective pose that helps improve metabolism by stimulating thyroid and in turn also boosting fertility. This asana targets the thyroid directly and is another effective yoga pose for conceiving.

●    Balasanaor Child’s Pose- It helps strengthen and stretch the muscles of abdomen, thighs, knees, hips and back. It also helps boost flexibility.

The key is to start slowly and then progress trying to stay comfortable while also focusing on your breathing movements. Anything beyond that, consult your health professional for a review.

#fertility yoga #trying to conceive #how to get pregnant fast #health #momkidcare

[yogagurushailendra]

Yoga To Conceive Fast

Yoga guru Shailendra teaches the best exercise of Yoga To Conceive Fast by reducing stress, improving circulation, and regulating hormone levels. These yoga poses are thought to boost fertility include the Shoulder Stand, Cobra Pose, Bridge Pose, Legs-Up-The-Wall Pose, and Warrior II.

https://www.yogagurushailendra.com/course/PersonalConsultationwithYogaguruShailendra-58514

#yoga to conceive fast #yoga to conceive #yoga classes #yogaguru #learn yoga to conceive fast

[nativeyoga]

Lynsi Eastburn - Using Hypnotherapy to Inspire Fertility

Lynsi Eastburn – Using Hypnotherapy to Inspire Fertility

I am pleased to feature Lynsi Eastburn on the Native Yoga Toddcast!  As the creator of 3Keys® HypnoFertility, Lynsi is the world’s established expert in the field of hypnosis to promote fertility. She began professionally using hypnosis to facilitate pregnancy before anyone else had actively considered or pursued its benefits, when there was no information about it in books, when nothing could…

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#baby #balance #called #children #conceive #donor eggs #energy #fertility #happen #hear #hypnosis #ivf #part #people #pink #pregnant #spiritual #thinking #world #yoga

[creative-anchorage]

If you were to imagine the first car-free neighborhood built from scratch in the modern US, it would be difficult to conceive such a thing sprouting from the environs of Phoenix, Arizona. [...] But it is here that such a neighborhood, called Culdesac, [...] an unusual experiment has emerged that invites Americans to live in a way that is rare outside of fleeting experiences of college, Disneyland or trips to Europe: a walkable, human-scale community devoid of cars.

[...] The apartments are also mixed in with amenities, such as a grocery store, restaurant, yoga studio and bicycle shop, that are usually separated from housing by strict city zoning laws. ... “It’s positively European, somewhere between Mykonos and Ibiza,” said Jeff Speck, a city planner and urban designer who took a tour of Culdesac earlier this year. “It is amazing how much the urbanism improves, both in terms of experience and efficiency, when you don’t need to store automobiles.” ... [C]ar dependence has been reinforced by zoning laws that not only separate residential from commercial developments, but require copious parking spots added for every new construction. “The result is a nation in which we are all ruthlessly separated from most of our daily needs and also from each other,” Speck said.

Culdesac can be seen, then, as not only a model for more climate-friendly housing – transportation is the US’s largest source of planet-heating emissions and, studies have shown, suburban sprawl fuels more of the pollution causing the climate crisis – but as a way of somehow stitching back together communities that have become physically, socially and politically riven, lacking a “third place” to congregate other than dislocated homes and workplaces. ... Vanessa Fox, a 32-year-old who moved into Culdesac with her husky dog in May, had always wanted to live in a walkable place only to find such options unaffordable. For her, Culdesac provided a sense of community without having to rely on a car every time she left her apartment. “For some, cars equal freedom, but for me, it’s a restriction,” she said. “Freedom is being able to just simply walk out and access places.” ... Driving to places is so established as a basic norm that deviation from it can seem not only strange, as evidenced by a lack of pedestrian infrastructure that has contributed to a surge in people dying from being hit by cars in recent years, but even somewhat sinister. People walking late at night, particularly if they are Black, are regularly accosted by police – in June, the city of Kaplan, Louisiana, even introduced a curfew for people walking or riding bikes, but not for car drivers.

If neighborhoods like Culdesac are to become more commonplace, then, cities will not only have to alter their planning codes, but there will also have to be a cultural switch from the ideal of a large suburban home with an enormous car in the driveway. [...]

Johnson, who said he is planning to bring the Culdesac concept to other cities, is upbeat about this. “This is something that the majority of the US wants, so they can work all over the country,” he said. “We have heard from cities and residents all over the country that they want more of this, and this is something that we want to build more.”

#walkable communities #car dependency

[dotthings]

Here's the thing.

Nothing in Ahsoka contradicts canon concerning how The Force works. Neither did the sequel trilogy. Or, for that matter, the prequel trilogy.

Some quotes or observations under the cut.

While the contents of this interview from the book The Making of Star Wars: Return of the Jedi by Jonathan W. Rinzler could be considered somewhat apocryphal, given George Lucas laid out some ideas he didn’t stay with (such as Yoda being unable to fight, only teach), there are other things that are consistent with what he did in the prequels and TCW. George Lucas embraced the idea that The Force was trainable. He compared it to Yoga. There's nothing in Star Wars canon to indicate that George's ideas on that can't be the case.

Kasdan: The Force was available to anyone who could hook into it? Lucas: Yes, everybody can do it. Kasdan: Not just the Jedi? Lucas: It’s just the Jedi who take the time to do it. Marquand: They use it as a technique. Lucas: Like yoga. If you want to take the time to do it, you can do it; but the ones that really want to do it are the ones who are into that kind of thing. Also like karate. Also another misconception is that Yoda teaches Jedi, but he is like a guru; he doesn’t go out and fight anybody.

[x]

Midi-chlorians are in all living things, like The Force. Some individuals have higher midi-chlorian counts than others. But everyone has them.

The Phantom Menace:

ANAKIN : Master, sir...I've been wondering...what are midi-chlorians? QUI-GON : Midi-chlorians are a microcopic lifeform that reside within all living cells and communicates with the Force. ANAKIN : They live inside of me? QUI-GON : In your cells. We are symbionts with the midi-chlorians. ANAKIN : Symbionts? QUI-GON : Life forms living together for mutual advantage. Without the midi-chlorians, life could not exist, and we would have no knowledge of the Force. They continually speak to you, telling you the will of the Force. ANAKIN : They do?? QUI-GON : When you learn to quiet your mind, you will hear them speaking to you. ANAKIN : I don't understand. QUI-GON : With time and training, Annie...you will.

*

QUI-GON : With your permission, my Master. I have encountered a vergence in the Force. YODA : A vergence, you say? MACE WINDU : Located around a person? QUI-GON : A boy... his cells have the highest concentration of midi-chlorians I have seen in a life form. It is possible he was conceived by the midi-chlorians. MACE WINDU : You're referring to the prophesy of the one who will bring balance to the Force...you believe it's this boy?? QUI-GON : I don't pressume... YODA : But you do! Rrevealed your opinion is. QUI-GON : I request the boy be tested.

YODA : ...Correct you were, Qui-Gon. MACE WINDU : His cells contain a high concentration of midi-chlorians. KI-ADI : The Force is strong with him. QUI-GON : He's to be trained, then.

And let's go back to the very beginning.

From A New Hope:

LUKE: The Force? BEN: Well, the Force is what gives a Jedi his power. It's an energy field created by all living things. It surrounds us and penetrates us. It binds the galaxy together.

This doesn’t mean everyone is equally strong in the force.

Another point--Chirrut Imwe exists. There are, canonically, precedent on different ways to access The Force. Some can listen to it. Some can listen and manipulate it. Chirrut can hear The Force, he doesn’t have the full gamut of Jedi powers or tk. I am one with The Force, and The Force is with me.

The current situation wrt Sabine and The Force was already established Star Wars: Rebels, and what Kanan said aligns with Ahsoka's approach.

From Star Wars: Rebels: Trials of the Darksaber:

Hera: Were you careful with Ezra? I don't remember him fighting with a stick. Kanan: Well, maybe I'm trying to do things differently this time. Hera: Or maybe because she doesn't have the Force, you don't believe she can do this? Kanan: No. The Force resides in all living things. But you have to be open to it. Sabine is blocked. Her mind is conflicted. She's so expressive and yet so tightly wound. She's so… Hera: Mandalorian. Kanan: Very.

This doesn’t mean Sabine’s force abilities will be as strong as other Jedi we’ve seen. It also doesn't mean she has to move the mug for it to be worth it to train her. Or that she will move the mug.

But Ahsoka's concept is not actually against canon. It's not “ruining the franchise.” It’s not destroying the idea that there are some individuals who are more strong in The Force, unique in their abilities. Sabine will either be able to move the mug with The Force, or not, but if she does move the mug, it's not contradicting canon or taking away from established Jedi. It just means she unlocked something in herself. Something she has kept closed off.

She can also become more attuned to the force, and never be able to use tk and move that mug.

Also, it's neither anti-Jedi nor Anakin apologism to question the Jedi order. George Lucas did a whole movie trilogy and a tv series that highlighted those flaws.

People are using Huyang as proof Ahsoka is completely in the wrong...Huyang's a droid programmed to repeat Jedi dogma. He's essentially a sacred text.

He's not going to be capable of exploration and asking questions and learning new things, or new ways to look at established dogma.

#sometimes seriously i really do wonder what Star Wars people have been watching #Ahsoka #Ahsoka series #Ahsoka spoilers #Star Wars #Star Wars Rebels #Kanan Jarrus #Sabine Wren #Ahsoka Tano

[talonabraxas]

Love in Outer Space ☆

The Vibratory Movements of the Universe

Just like the esoteric oriental tradition of spirituality, modern physics does not conceive matter as being passive, inert, static, but as being in a continuous vibratory movement. The rhythms of these movements are determined, among other things, by the atomic, nuclear and molecular structures. Therefore both science and spirituality converge toward the idea that the Universe is dynamic, being in a continuous movement of oscillation. Nature is not in a static, but in a dynamic equilibrium. Here is what a Taoist text says about this matter:

The silence in silence is not the true Silence. Only when there is calmness in movement, the spiritual rhythm [vibration] which penetrates the Sky and the Earth is born.”

Therefore everything is vibration. Here is what the scientists say about the subject: Everything is vibration. Everything is movement. The Void [Primordial Substratum] fluctuates, according to certain laws, between Existence and Non-existence. The quanta [a small, indivisible unit of energy] born as a result of the vibratory movement of the void, are ‘virtual’, i.e. they do not materialize into real particles that can be observed. They need a certain mass and energy in order to have material existence. The whole Universe is made of the smallest atoms to the greatest galaxies. Their common element is that they are all moving. WHY everything is moving is a question to which modern science has no answer. Modern science has however made some progress in explaining HOW things move. Modern (quantum) physics states the existence of FOUR FORCES (assuming as a hypothesis the necessary existence of a FIFTH FORCE which unifies the first four). This theory is a rediscovery of the eastern philosophy of the five tattva-s (or subtle principles – ‘earth’, ‘water’, ‘fire’, ‘air’, ‘ether’). According to physics, the four forces who act in the Universe are: the ‘strong’ and the ‘weak’ forces (who keep atoms together), the force of gravity (who describes the movement of bigger material bodies) and the electromagnetic force (such as light). All these four forces have something in common: they all move in ‘waves’. Therefore the waves represent the basic movement of the Universe.

[fertilebodyyoga]

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[katsukikitten]

Synopsis: Your worst nightmare comes to life after you receive a call well after midnight that isn’t from your husband Bakugou but about him. Rushing to the hospital you’re thankful to find him alive but when he comes to he asks to see his wife despite you standing there.

Warnings: Angst, dark themes, mentions of child loss, mentions of/contemplating abortion, mentions of difficulty conceiving. Cheating if you squint

Chapter Two: The weight on the tip of my tongue. wc 3137

Master List 

After trashing the apartment your life feels like a blur. As if you were moving in slow motion while everyone moved around you unencumbered.

With ease.

Super sonic speed as it takes you eons to even blink. Curled up in the guest bedroom of the Kirishima family home. Occasionally hearing the beautiful baby boy Mina birthed while you stood still in the hospital for months.

You still haven't seen that baby, only heard his midnight cries grow more infrequent as he slowly settled into the routine of sleeping through the night.

During that time his crying pushed and pulled you to both sides of the spectrum. Of joy, of excitement of having a little one of your own.

To confirming that appointment, to staring at the brochure booklet with conviction.

Only to cancel it when you heard Mina singing softly to her baby.

What felt like an endless cycle until you procrastinated until it was far too late.

Belly swollen as you lie on your side. Hardly moving much to the Kirishimas' concern and dismay.

Until Mina has had enough of letting you lick your wounds.

"Get up." She hisses, snapping on the light as her baby coos in her arms. When you look up at her from beneath the heavy futon blanket Mina has to fight the urge to recoil.

The emptiness in your eyes is haunting, the deep bags in your eyes and the slow hollowing of your cheeks. Malnourishment slowly creeps in as your body allows it to kill itself to keep the fast growing parasite in your stomach alive.

Wait parasite…hadn't you always wanted a baby?

Yea, with Bakugou as the father

Even your skin seems papery, overly dry and Mina's pink cheeks turn red with rising blood pressure.

With anger and misplaced concern.

"You get up or I drag your ass to the hospital." She hisses again, ripping off the blankets to survey your body.

Spying what you've tried to keep hidden beneath oversized t-shirts and sneaking around.

Mina thought you were only doing some stupid hunger strike but now, now that she sees months of development her hand flies to her mouth. Before shaking as her pink fingers reach down towards your stomach. Just as quickly as she comes into contact with your skin something harshly taps against her fingers.

The baby kicked so quickly, they must not like anything on your stomach and it was a relief that washed over Mina in waves.

"Pregnant! PREGNANT!" It rushes up her throat and her baby coos, swinging his little arms from his mom's excitement. Drooling smile forever plastered on this baby's face.

A happy baby you think to yourself. Will yours be happy?

Will you ever be happy? Knowing what you know?

Was it too late to start looking into adoption?

This time Mina doesn't snap out a command. This time she yanks you to your feet as your oversized t-shirt you stole from Kirishima flutters around your stomach once more disguising it.

You were sure you couldn't fit your old clothes now, not that it mattered. Not that you could even open that stupid fucking suitcase that let spiced caramel linger into the room. You couldn't bear to open it and you couldn't bear to throw it away either.

Yet Mina rips it open with ease. Dexterity increased with motherhood as she yanks out yoga leggings, a bra she hopes still fits and an athletic t-shirt with one hand.

But Mina does it see it as quickly as you do. The skull across the front of the black tee.

How did that get in there? You would never have packed something of his purposefully. Most likely it had ended up in your suitcase from your quick and aimless grabbing from the hamper.

But this was just any old shirt of his. No, of course it couldn't be. Fate was cruel wasn't she? The gods sneering and laughing at your misfortune as Mina shoves the clothes into your hands as she steps into the bathroom to crank the water on.

This was the shirt he'd trade with you, the one he'd wear to bed for a day or two so when he went away on a longer mission so you would  "still have a piece of me but that doesn't mean you get to stop to missing me"

Just like that the dark fabric in your hands feels like an anchor or a magnet. Pulling you down to your knees with such force that Mina feels the deep thud through the soles of her feet in the next room.

Rushing to you only to be met by silent tears that morph into something else. Something that snakes tightly around Mina's own heart squeezing like a steel vice. Rounding tighter and tighter and tighter until her own tears fall over as she listens to your heart shatter again.

Even more, until the pieces are small like flecks of glass, so fine they might as well be sand.

She cries with you, sobbing as she puts her confused joyous baby into his nursery. Cooing at the mobile with floating cows and cats. The pink soles of her feet slapping with each harsh step on the clean hardwood floor as she rushes back to you. Pulling you into the tightest hug as you soak through that damned black shirt into her light lavender one.

Soaking it with all the tears you promised you'd never shed again. The ones for him. For fucking Bakugou. The man who was supposed to be indestructible, immune to villainy. It was all his fault you were like this.

It wasn't.

Far from.

Because every star in the inky sky comes to a violent end.

You just got to witness the beauty up close.

Too closely as your body wore scars in different shapes and forms. Ones that some mother's celebrate, the deep fissures of discolored skin showing how much you've grown. Ones that people hide behind cold spoons when their eyes become too puffy after a hard night. Ones that beauty companies try so hard to sell products to alleviate, trying to wash away your subtle crows feet and laugh lines. The only reminder that you ever smiled at all.

Because how you felt right now, with a weighted emptiness in your chest you weren't sure you ever laughed or smiled in your life.

Dramatic sure but your life as it was ended at the drop of a hat. On the turn of a dime.

One bat of your long lashes and suddenly you were a single mother. A divorcee.

Well could you even get divorced from someone who didn't even acknowledge your existence?

Who forgot you so fucking easily?

You were carrying his son or daughter. His life blood.

The very fucking thing the two of you so painstakingly fought for. Endless appointments and procedures, trying to “fix” you. Fix the one thing your body should know how to do. With genetics working against you, you would be lucky to carry to term.

High-risk the second you conceived.  

And after so many failures, still calling them that despite Bakugou's heated words to you. You can hear him even now, face buried in his shirt drowning in the faint scent of spiced caramel as his boisterous voice broke at the end.

"Don't you fuckin dare call them that. Don't you fuckin dare do that to yourself."

You remember his own tears hitting against your throat, remember how small his voice sounded when he squeezed you tighter to himself.

"It's not fair to you. Not everything works out how we want Sweetheart. We can…we will get through this and in the end I'll love you no matter what happens. I'll always be by your fuckin side, I promise."

And Bakugou never went back on a promise. Or at least he didn't use to.

The promise rings in your ears loudly until it begins to fade into nothing. Into the sound of rushing water that hits your face, causing you to blink away burning eyes.  You don't know when or how but slowly the feeling of hot water brings you out of your daze. Of shampoo that smells of something sweet yet refined. Like sugared amber or laced cotton candy.

Mina's nails raking against your scalp as you sit on the shower floor. Of her sniffles cracking her voice as she speaks in hushed panic to someone on speaker phone.  

"Eijirou, did you call? Did they pencil her in?"

"Yes baby. Yes. Dr. Aiya is staying late just for her. Will you need my help getting her there?" Eijirou looks at the time, "Actually I'm helping. I'll be home soon, I can watch Daichi at home unless you need me to carry her."

"I can walk on my own." Your voice doesn't come out with the conviction you want, if anything Kirishima can barely hear it. Still he plays along.

"I know ya can, you're as strong and stubborn as ever." He forces a laugh and the sound soothes you. It sounds familiar, sounds like when things were normal.

"I-" You clear your throat looking over at Mina, eyes rimmed an angry red, "I can finish up here. I'll be ready in time but can I- can I borrow a shirt."

"Ah yes. I've got one on the counter for you." She says softly.  Easing away from you, taking small steps as if you'll break. When you show no signs of shattering again she leaves the shower, headed for her own room for a dry pair of clothes.

Embarrassment should sting your blood despite Mina having seen you naked on several occasions and yet still nothing comes. No emotions sit on the fringes of your mind aside from crushing nothingness that you have to push back.  

That you need to be strong enough to push back. This wasn't affecting just you anymore. You had the Kirishimas' whose lives you were greatly disrupting. You had something growing inside of you, getting bigger each day, something you refused to neglect.

Because whoever this baby was going to be you were the one who would help shape them. Give them the foundations to navigate this cruel game called life.

You'd be damned if this child suffered for even a minute more and with that you washed your face.

But as strong as you are, as much as you'll suffer in silence alone, you will never be able to wash away all the tears.

Bakugou feels disoriented, standing with a death grip on the side of his bed. Out of breath from just dressing himself. The brutish blonde has been in the hospital a handful of times but he hasn't once felt this…this fucked up. He’s discharging himself whether the doctors like it or not. He wasn’t the type of man to lie around and lick his wounds.

His chest protests when he reaches for his cracked to hell phone. The screen is nothing but pixelated greens and oranges that cause him to hiss angrily. He found out that if he pressed the broken glass hard enough he could answer a call but other than that, it was nothing more than a flashy paper weight.

Still he shoves it in his phone, was his case always this color? This dusted pink color? He thought it was red for…red for his wife’s colors.

But she half gave up the pro hero life pursuing instead the limelight.

He stretches, not bothering to glance at his chart because whatever was wrong with him was over or had to be by now. If Bakugou could pull breath into his chest, if he could stand on his own two feet then he didn’t need this shitty bed and scratchy blanket. It’s easy for him to walk out of the hospital, not that he has to sneak but most nurses knew that there would be no way they could stop Bakugou from leaving once he’s made up his mind.

  The city is dim, shrouded by heavy clouds that mist lightly, the moisture does nothing to wash away this inkling feeling that something is wrong. It only agitates it as it slithers in his stomach threatening to snap at his heart. He clears his throat, recalling that it would be a trek to his shared penthouse with Momo. She insisted it be closer to the heart of Tokyo despite Bakugou hating how loud the city could be when he just wanted to rest.

Still he buys a mask and boards the train that leads deep into the lion’s den. Foreboding ebbs on the fringes of his mind as he watches passengers load onto the train. There is one small detail Bakugou is lying to himself about.

What he lied to the doctor’s about.

Unfamiliar faces make him nervous because he can’t remember what exactly happened that night. He’s forced Kirishima to give him the play by play a hundred times over and yet still he can only see flashes of lead pipe headed towards his face. Kirishima couldn't fill in all the blanks further irritating the blonde. 

He barely remembers waking up either. Momo wasn’t there like she should have been, instead she sent some fucking assistant to sit in for her.

Typical. A snarl that echoes through is brain and it stings. He wishes Kirishima would call, just so he can distract his mind with that night again. Instead an elderly gentleman climbs into the train. Sitting across from Bakugou before unfurling his paper. Bakugou wasn’t allowed a TV or any source of information while in the hospital, he glanced at the paper, just making out the date although the year is blocked by the old man’s fingers.

Shit had he really lost that much time? Months? Months had passed as he rotted away in that stupid bed?

His eyes travel down to the giant letters, bolded for emphasis as his stomach churns.

DYNAMIGHT & CREATI REUNITED

What the fuck did that mean? Reunited? They had only mentioned separating once in the past year, did that damned assistant that sat by his side run her mouth? Having overheard something in the times she was helping Momo with her lines? 

Your eyes burn in his mind at the thought as he rises the stairs despite the screaming of his wound. He avoids the elevator, telling himself that his legs are weak from lazing around too much, unwilling to admit that it's really due to this pent up energy he can’t quite place.

Shoving his key into the penthouse door that accesses the stairwell jams halfway in. He growls audibly, jiggling the handle, hands heating up to a dangerous degree. The metal begins to warp beneath his palms.

“FUCK!” He yells, his angrily voice echoing back to him as it travels down all sixty floors. He kicks the door before running his hands through his ash blonde hair.

Momo opens the door, eyes wide, when she finds Bakugou standing there in his torn up shirt and dirty hero pants. It’s all he had in the closet there, considering Momo never bothered to bring him anything.

He grinds his teeth, pushing past her into the apartment. The large place looked…different. Something was off and just slightly out of place. Like when one comes home from a long day and the armchair is suddenly on the other side of the couch, starting to make one question if the armchair hadn’t been there all along.

Pictures line the walls, plenty of the 1A alumni, selfies of her, Mina and Ochako. Of Deku and Ochako standing on a cliff side at sunset to be wed.

Of Momo and that half and half Bastard standing a little too close.

“Katuski, you weren’t meant to leave the hospital for another few weeks. I’m not prepa-” She cuts herself off, fingers covering her glossed lips. It didn’t matter what she was going to say next Bakugou wasn’t fully listening, having only caught the first half. Staring down the pictures that almost seemed faded behind the smooth glass.

“Can’t stand the hospital, you know that.” He hisses over his shoulder, looking over Mina’s and Kirishima’s wedding, of Bakugou being the best man. The picture is folded in half, cutting off half the bridal party. Next to Mina stands Ochako, Momo, and the arm of someone else. Someone he didn’t know then and some damn extra he sure as hell doesn’t care about now. His face looks so young here.

Not like the one that stares back at him. Scars that weren’t there a month ago litter his chin and throat trying to hide beneath the five o clock shadow he can’t seem to keep up with. He runs his thumb along his jaw as he studies over it. Feeling Momo’s doe gaze on his back.  There it is again, that feeling.

The one that’s buzzing beneath his skin, gnawing at his stomach as if someone had shared an inside joke and he’s the only one left in the dark.

“M just tired.” Still even after all this time he knows how to read Momo’s mind. He watches her reflection visibly relax. She comes closer, running her hands over his broad shoulders before kissing a fissure of white he swore wasn’t there before.

Guess the battles weren’t that important if he won them right?

He turns around, his large hands settling on her hips clad in a soft nightgown. He squeezes the plump flesh there. 

Looking deeply into Momo’s deep, beautiful eyes. He feels her soft hand against his skin and it feels good but…but shallow. It makes his head pound.

As if he’s searching, looking for a glimpse of, of something he isn’t sure what. But he bites the inside of his lip, copper threatens to coat his tongue pushing the feeling down for now. It was probably the fight they had. The rough patch clouding over how great their blooming relationship was, one he thought he could no longer fight for.

“Momo, Sweetheart.” His voice is feather soft and yet there is an edge to it. She blinks slowly, still trying to get used to the pet name. He only ever called her darlin or baby before.  A thick swallow before she nods, encouraging him to go on.

“Why did the paper say we were reunited?”

“Oh, Silly you made me worried for a second.” She giggles and Bakugou’s crimson eyes narrow, “They worded it like that for ‘click bait’, it's because you woke up and I got to see my favorite sunset again.”

She places her hand on his cheek. Thumb rubbing over the apple of it as she smiles softly. He brings one of his hands up to engulf hers. Squeezing to say he’s reassured.

But that giggle doesn’t sit right with him.

He knows the type of giggle his wife just used, it was the one that was forced when she felt uncomfortable but was too polite to say it.

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[tarotwithavi]

Pac : random messages for you

My masterlist

Pile 1 pile 2

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Pile 1

You are going to experience love soon. You might meet person in December or near Christmas. You are going to meet someone who is going to have a lot of Influence on your lifestyle . For the time being you might have to act like a whole different person and play a different role. Could also mean you any play you are going to act in . You are going to help someone and they will turn out to be someone more popular . Some people will try to get on your nerves so please try to control your anger. You are going to conceive or someone close to you might get pregnant. Try doing yoga or meditation. I see a lot of good karma for you. A lot of self love.

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Pile 2

If you are going through some sort of problem right now I see you overcoming it . Remember all your problems are temporary. They will disappear one day. You are going to shine like a star. If you were having difficulties managing your finances you are going to attract a lot of money. Like a money magnet . Someone is going to offer you a job Or you see going to get a high paying job. First you need to get rid of the things that being a hurdle in your way, could be procrastination or laziness. I also see you travelling in the near future. You could travel to a beach or something where there is a lot of water present. Pay attention to your health. A love confession.

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Pile 3

Increase your efforts if want to achieve your goals. Pay attention to your work.Someone is going out of your life or end of a situation. A change for the better. You are going to receive money or property through an inheritance, winnings or windfall. I see that you are going to be protected negative forces beyond your control. You are going to receive a bouquet from someone. I see that alot of you are going to buy new plants , seedlings or plant new ones. Also I see a short journey for you. You are going to experience great happiness . You'll have to work harder for what you want to achieve . Don't run away form situations. Someone is going to express their love for you.

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Pile 4

You are going to get a new home or live in a new place. A lot of good fortune coming for you. A chain of events that will affect your life. You are going to receive a lot of gift. Or you are going to buy alot of new things for you. Pile 4 someone is in love with you but don't know how to express their emotions. You are very highly thought of. People see you as a queen. You are on your way to success. You might receive guidance from a mentor or teacher. A tiring cycle is ending for you. A new change in life. I see you working hard. Someone is going to deal with a older woman here could be a mother or grandmother. Be aware of greedy people.

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[maximumwobblerbanditdonut]

Had you played TV cliché bingo while watching The Couple Next Door, I do believe sparks would have been flying from your dabber. I’m almost in awe that so many were crammed in before the first ad break alone. Barely seven minutes in, Becka (Jessica De Gouw) and Danny (Sam Heughan) were pulling each other’s clothes off and having sex at their living room window, curtains open, in a way that no married couple whose small child has just left the room ever do. Except in TV La-La land.

It was a bonus, though, for Alan the Pervert (Hugh Dennis), who has a telescope trained on their house and dark circles under his eyes that suggest he does a lot of squinting while hunched over his computer (and I don’t mean at Wordle).

I suppose at least this drama owns its clichés. What am I saying? It revels in them. It opened with the classic taster of horror to come, Eleanor Tomlinson as Evie running in what we shall call TV’s “sexy terrified” way. That is, frightened but looking hot, hot, hot in a short silk nightie as she ran barefoot through a forest. We then flipped back in time to Evie and Pete (Alfred Enoch) happily arriving at their new suburban idyll to start their family, which was a sort of sunny Wisteria Lane and not at all like the Leeds I remember from when I lived there.

It told us everything was too smug to be true by having laughing children playing with water guns, lawns being mowed, cars being washed. Uh-oh. We know that can’t last. And it didn’t. Evie miscarried her baby (conceived with a donor because Pete has “puny sperm”) by minute 16. I have a terrible feeling that the koi carp in the garden are some sort of “swimmers” metaphor.

Sometimes the dialogue was so stilted, I wondered if it was a spoof. “You guys will get through this,” Danny said to Pete, who should really have responded by asking if he was a chatbot. It soon transpired that Danny and Becka were swingers (it’s based on a Dutch series called, yes, The Swingers) and they promptly had “that couple we met in Marbella” round for some wife swapping as Pete watched from his window. Has anyone in this street ever considered closing a blind? And, actually, aren’t they “the couple opposite”, not “next door”?

There’s a dull subplot about Danny being a dodgy copper, which ties in to a dull investigation that local journalist Pete wants to look into, but his editor wants him to cover the opening of a new city library. A new library? Pull the other one. The UK has closed about 800 of them in the past decade.

At least Evie cheered up when she got Danny’s powerful beast between her legs. Oh, I mean his motorbike, though it’s obvious it won’t be long before the other beast comes into play. I feared we might get to the end of the episode without it committing the top TV cliché on the bingo card, namely spontaneous sex on a kitchen worktop. But, no. Evie and Pete gave us a full house by doing exactly that — and during a storm for added cheesiness.

These couples are as wooden as Dutch clogs, but I am enjoying Dennis’s greasy performance as the disgusting stalker who pretends to like yoga so he can be near Becka. I must warn you that later in the series it’s traumatic to see the man who played the nice dad in Outnumbered masturbating. I must also warn you that episode two contains some of the worst cringey couple dancing you are likely to witness in your lifetime. I think the moral of this silly but entertainingly corny tale is going to be: “Don’t shag the neighbours.”

thetimes.co.uk

Carol Midgley joined The Times in 1996 and is a former Feature Writer of the Year winner. Find her column in Times 2 each Wednesday and her TV reviews on Mondays, Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays.

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Indeed I saw all the reviews after the streaming view, including all episodes. The Times’ review concretes many things about The Couple Next Door 💁‍♀️

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[familyabolisher]

favourite and least favourite shakespeare plays and why

least favourite is the taming of the shrew for being didactically misogynistic even by shakespearean standards, lol.

i don't think i have a favourite though! i love hamlet but i don't think loving hamlet is an interesting opinion in the year 2023. lear also. i loved the henriad when i read it in uni but that was several years ago & a lot of it is just kind of gone from my memory now, so i couldn't give a solid answer for why i loved them all so much. i quite like othello, if only for the fact that iago is so well-conceived. i've seen like a billion productions of as you like it and it's probably my favourite of the comedies. titus andronicus because i love family violence and i think lavinia deserves to rank among the ophelias and desdemonas and cordelias more than she seems to ever get to. troilus and cressida because of the national theatre production that had patroclus doing yoga and because of the 'trojan's trumpet/trojan strumpet' pun. honestly when it comes to most shakespeare plays you could just sit me down in front of them and i will simply have a good time.

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[astoldbychae]

Malaysia Antoinette Walker (Young Adult; 27ish)

After graduating college, She accepted a position at SMOGUE as an Associate Brand Marketing Manager (Simfluencer Marketing Division). Once Lily Feng stepped down from her position as CEO, the company culture shifted tremendously, and it was time for Malaysia to pivot. In search of a career that provided a better work-life balance and an amazing benefits package, she accepted the role of Environmental Manager for City of San Myshuno. Miss ma'am is all about health, wellness, sustainability, and protecting her peace. She just started her Simtube channel and there's a series in the works...but you ain't hear that from me.

Born/Raised: Willow Creek

Aspiration: Self-Care Specialist

Ambition(s): Become a Millionaire

Traits: Proper, Childish, Adventurous

Lifestyle(s) in Progress: Health Food Nut, Frequent Traveler

Degree(s): Bachelor of Science in Economics, Yoga Teacher Training/Certification (currently in progress)

Occupation(s): Environmental Manager for the City of San Myshuno, Lifestyle Vlogger (her videos will be coming to my Youtube channel)

*family details below the cut.

Pictured: Melvin (father), Malaysia, Sabine (mother), and Kourtney (lil sister).

Meet the Parents:

Melvin and Sabine met in Sabine's hometown of Willow Creek (think NOLA), during a frat party. Mel wasn't the partying type but one of his close friends convinced him to "put that damn book down and come on, get in the car"...Anyways, Melvin was in his last year of college while unbeknownst to him Sabine was still in high school. She was at the party with her cousin/cousin's friend group that attended the college. As Melvin was standing to himself near the doorway, Sabine approached him and sparked conversation; they talked damn near all night. They exchanged numbers and would talk regularly (during this time Mel didn't know Sabine's age because she lied about it). Fast forward (a few months) to the night before Melvin's college graduation, she made her way to the campus and that's where/when Malaysia was conceived.

After graduation, Melvin returned home to Del Sol Valley to attend Medical School. During this time he was unaware that Sabine was pregnant. It wasn't until 3 years later that he found out about their daughter. Sabine moved to Del Sol Valley, at Melvin's request, to try and make things work. But over time it became too much for her to not only keep living a lie (about her age) but also being so far away from her family in Willow Creek. So she returned home.

After medical school, Melvin chose to do his residency in Willow Creek because it took a toll on him traveling back and forth from DSV over the years. By this time, Sabine had gotten married (to Kourtney's dad), pregnant (with Kourtney), divorced, and began her Law career (ironically she's a Divorce Attorney).

Honey, this was lengthyyyyy...but we had to get into the family backstory/deets.

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