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          “I think that’s everyone!” Or at the very least, everyone who had managed to stay on his mind recently that he could consider a friend. 

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        “I just want to say that I love my son.” Sniffling, she holds up a picture of Candid. “I mean, a mother loves all of her children, but look at HIM! He deserves to be happy and live a peaceful life with his cats. I would give him the entire world if I could. I love him so much!” 

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Ealga slid beside Candid with a furrowed brow. Mother's Day was a nuisance for her but she couldn't imagine what it was like for him. "I brought you some whiskey. And I baked a loaf of chocolate potato bread, in case you get hungry." She wrapped an arm around his shoulders and kissed his cheek.

          “Thanks…” He didn’t particularly feel like protesting about her sneaking vegetables into his diet, but he couldn’t complain either, since her food was always so good. The whiskey was nice too, since beer was never a huge favorite (it always gave him weird dreams for some reason).

     As for now though, he sets the gifts aside and leans into the touch, her presence a comforting one. He’d have to do something for her later, since he felt bad always receiving things from her (oh god was he getting SOFT?) Something for her, something for her, something… Ah too late, he’s back in a drunken sleep.

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Nilenia

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This is my brother Christian. He has been full body paralyzed for about 5 years now due to multiple fractures on the spine he got in an accident. He used to me the most reliable and hard working person i know, he had to adapt to his current state, which include getting sick a lot due to the weakened immune system of his body. He had multiple surgeries done in the past years just to keep him alive and cant breathe on his own anymore. he is at the intensive care unit for the moment and the doc said he’s not gonna make it much longer his body had to fight so much he is getting weaker every day. They put him in an artificial coma so he doesn’t have to suffer from the pain he’s going through. The hospital is roughly about 2 hours away from where we live and of course we want to be with him for the time he has left i feel bad for asking for others help who aren’t involved in this but my mother cant work at the moment shes emotionally unstable, we all are for now yet we have to pay for the gas and the high hospital parking fees  if you cant help its fine but please pray for him his chance to survive is almost none but whatever happens we want to be there for him i don’t want my mom to worry about how were gonna survive the month if you want to help us out my paypal is exliiii@yahoo.de

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Archetypes | WOMAN KING

And she speaks in a voice that sets men trembling, with eyes painted gold and a throne built on the bones of those who would challenge her rule. Cults of ascetics dance ecstasies in her honour and write her words in blood across their altars. Her body is a holy temple and her power springs from the divine source of her own terrible will. She is not of mortal flesh, they will whisper, as she wheels on her stallion and screams warchants to the heavens, emerging from battle wreathed in the blood and soil of a new kingdom. She rules with iron fists, with the cracking of cathedrals, with the love and the fear of her vast wild armies. She harbours a sword within her unquiet roaring heart, and with it has carved herself a new space, outside of law or nature or humankind. She is the mother of an empire; she is the mother of herself. Watch her rise.

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favorite ouat dynamics ⇒ merida and mulan

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Amy Manson (Once Upon a Time)

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          Oh, so even she feared how he would react; Lucian didn’t even want to guess why. He’d heard about (and seen) gods fight before, so her worry, to him at least, made sense. Looking at her now, he could definitely see Ireland in her, with hair that seemed to flow like flames and eyes that glinted like emeralds - whether she made the people in her image or vice versa, he’d never know, nor did he particularly want to find out.

          Interesting though, he had a feeling Candid wasn’t just some god, but he still wasn’t sure he understood what she meant. Then again, there were a lot of things he didn’t understand, and he knew continued questioning would only confuse him more. No, he’d do much better to think in silence, quietly try to figure things out (as far away from others as he could). Nothing worse than being on the verge of something then have some moron burst in with something unrelated and break your concentration…

          Still, it was odd to him that Mother Earth be shown in such a negative light. He agreed that humankind had been the cause of so much destruction (as he’d seen quite a bit firsthand), and wholeheartedly believed that they were capable of so much evil and corruption, but at the same time, he’d seen quite a lot of the opposite. Humans that nurtured the earth and tried to keep things peaceful and healthy. People who fought against the expansion of cities and fought against oil rigs and the like - he thought that the attempt was favorable in the eyes of earth-bound deities. To hear Ealga’s anger was a bit of a shock; sure humanity wasn’t perfect, but enough had been trying, hadn’t they?

          “Punishment? I know humanity’s not been the kindest to the earth, but I’m curious why you call it a punishment…”

          Oh Lucian, you don’t know what can of worms you’ve opened with that.

        The fire-haired woman abruptly stopped and turned to him; although her expression conveyed no ire towards him in particular, the intensity of her eyes would have surely caused an enemy discomfort. “You saw how I look.” Somehow her hushed tone sounded even more menacing than a war cry. “How I truly look. A year ago I couldn’t do that because, twelve thousand years past, Gaia in all her wisdom thought I was too strong. She feared I would overthrow her. So she trapped me inside this fleshy prison, torturing me until my father freed me.” 

The woman’s brow furrowed, hands grasping her shoulders. “Can you imagine that? Living among animals and gods with nary a care in the world until one day, when you change into a human, you can’t change back. You know pain. You know death and humiliation and hunger, but nothing can save you. When foreign humans kill the mortals on your isle, you feel it. You’re scarred for it. When empires invade, you suffer, too. You hear your children’s cries in your head day and night. And when you die, you come back-- again and again and again.”

A moment of weakness briefly flashed against her pinched countenance, a maelström of anger, hate, and intense sorrow, before she drew a breath and lowered her hands. Her voice softened. “I love the earth and the sea, Lucian, and I can even be convinced to love some of the mortals... but Mother Earth is neither benevolent nor kind to her children. I will never forgive. I will never forget. And I hope that some glorious day soon she is dethroned and destroyed.”

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CHARACTER INTERVIEW

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NAME: Ealga Ó Broin  NICKNAME(S): Eg, Máthair Éire, Gaia’s daughter, Innis Ealga  AGE: Going to be 14,018 years old this April  SPECIES: Immortal fae; earth goddess; personification of Ireland 

personal.

MORALITY: lawful / neutral / chaotic / good / neutral / evil / true RELIGIOUS BELIEF: Celtic pagan, but is Roman Catholic when it will gain public support  SINS: greed / gluttony / sloth / lust / pride / envy / wrath VIRTUES: chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice PRIMARY GOALS IN LIFE: Ensure the safety of her people and her kingdom, maintain her own freedom, one day (maybe) find true enduring happiness  LANGUAGES KNOWN: Irish/ Scottish Gaelic, Ancient Norse, Latin, Greek, English (Old, Middle, and Modern), Spanish, Portuguese, Italian, French, German, Polish, Lithuanian, Czech, Russian, Korean and Welsh SECRETS: Ealga hates herself a lot more than she lets on and personally blames herself for all the wars and famines that have visited her isle. She also fears her mother above all else, although she’ll never admit it.  SAVVIES: Has anonymously donated several priceless artifacts to museums across Europe and still has thousands more in her homes (she’s a hoarder). She loves cooking, dancing, and composing poetry. She’s also started a manuscript made up of key events in her long life that she has no intention of publishing. Pretty sure she can beat almost every other nation in a fistfight.  BUILD: scrawny / bony / slender / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / pudgy / average HEIGHT: 5′10′ WEIGHT: 170 lbs.  SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: Scar on her thigh from the Viking hordes, burn marks over her heart from the partition of Northern Ireland, and lash marks on her back from various confrontations with Britain  ABILITIES/POWERS: Immortality, advanced healing, limited clairvoyance, control of the elements, superhuman strength and speed, command of the fae RESTRICTIONS: Will hide emotions in order to be seen as untouchable. Never lets grudges go. Ever. Is more addicted to taking vengeance than Guinness. Is also the type to use the blood of men in her warpaint. 

favourites.

FOOD: Really, really rare meat, soups filled with herbs and potatoes, homemade bread  DRINK: Guinness, red wine, coffee PIZZA TOPPING: Olives  COLOR: Emerald, Cream, Purple, Blue  MUSIC GENRE: Irish folk, rock, folk metal, German industrial  BOOK GENRE: Historical nonfiction, poetry, folklore and fairytales MOVIE GENRE: Horror, Comedy, Historical (so she can laugh at inaccuracies)  SEASON: Autumn  CURSE WORD: Cúl tóna  SCENT(S): Rain, lavender, sea salt, garden herbs, wool and fur 

fun stuff.

BOTTOM OR TOP: Either/or  SINGS IN THE SHOWER: Yes LIKES BAD PUNS: Thinks they’re amusing, but it depends on the pun  

Tagged by: @thingreyfog {Thank you, dear!} Tagging: @texxeract, @lcmenting, @inionnaforaoise, @sokrovennyi, @ariisen, @rexblut and @weebiter

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Hey guys, I did not want to do this. I really, really didn’t and dragged it out longer than I should have.

But, I’m in a tight spot and my income is extremely limited due to my disability and not being a resident/citizen where I live, plus caring for elderly parents.

Unexpected medical bills happened and I have no choice but to ask for help.

We’re selling everything we can, but it’s moving slowly.

If you’d like to commission me or donate to my paypal, it’ll be a great help.

The paypal address is: dashanhelo@gmail.com

Thank you.

Every bit helps.

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one last loud scream for help

yall already know i got cervical cancer and need a hysterectomy and that’s $8k that i do not have any way of substantially earning.

i can do divinationl. i can draw, and i can write fanfics and poetry, you can PM me if you’re curious about these things.

the biggest, most blessed thing you can do for me, is to donate. even just a dollar, anything, so i can survive. please feed me, medicate me, and help me get this cancer scooped out. let me live.

you can donate directly through paypal to breathof.freshass@yahoo.com

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List Five Things You Like About Yourself

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1) I’ve always liked my eyes. They can change color from a dark green with gold highlights to a deep blue depending on my surroundings/mood. 

2) My hands. They’re thin and delicate and my small wrists look amazing in bracelets. 

3) My talent for reading analytically and writing creatively. Many people have loved my stories thus far and my dream is to publish someday. 

4) My compassion. I try to help everyone that I can and have also exasperated my family on numerous occasions because I love animals that society as a whole doesn’t. Snakes? Spiders? Cockroaches? I love them all and want to hold them. 

5) My skin tone. I’m the palest person in the room regardless of where I go and I think it meshes with my gothic clothing style well. It also provides a sharp contrast to my brown hair. 

I tag: anyone who sees this on their dash! 

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Semi-Hiatus Announcement

Activity will be especially slow on this blog from January 10th until late May due to school responsibilities and wedding planning. 

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My Granny passed away a few days ago, and we started a gofundme because we don’t have the money to get her cremated at the moment. We need 700, and we already have 125. Any amount donated will help.

My friend Tori [ @werewolfmemes ] has offered her services for donaters, as well. She’s willing to do a small drawing [sfw only] or a small fic [sfw and nsfw] for people who donate, if they want to go to her afterwards. She’s a full time student, though, so if many people go to her, there may be a wait time.

Like I said, any amount donated will help- we don’t have the money to do this ourselves.

Thank you in advance.