#( ft. fionn. )

[gcldenhcurs]

@eulcgizeme

Brokeback Mountain (2005) dir. Ang Lee

[ravenspeak-moodboard]

Can't escape the feeling that you'll get me in the night I'll sleep with one eye open, and I'm not afraid to fight I can't trust anyone or anything these days But I know what you want, and why... Of all the strangers, you're the strangest that I've seen-Lord Huron's The Stranger!

[anxiously-awaiting]

the one hc i am totally fucking ride or die for though: i heart fionn with mild facial paralysis on his left side from the Áillen incident when he was younger ft. like year old doodle i think

[music-interpretation-review]

Wednesday Music Review Poll

Made famous by its appearance in the 2001 movie Shrek, Leonard Cohen's song Hallelujah has become a pop standard, with at least 300 known studio cover versions floating around out there. Inspired by Cohen's Jewish faith, he is reported to have had 150 or more draft verses (which reused some lines); at one point in the process of composing the lyrics, he claimed, he found himself sitting on the floor in his underwear, beating his head on the floor.

This week's poll was suggested by @atomicpizza64. This is the second of this series; check out the first poll's result here.

Nominations in this poll were made by atomicpizza64, @eroticcannibal, & @kitkaedatidler.

Voters are encouraged to make suggestions for repeat polls featuring this song in the future. Know of a good cover that wasn't an entry in this poll? Drop it in the replies!

(Please keep it to the replies of this post and do not send an ask. This is to keep the suggestions organized in one place.)

Contestant videos under the cut:

[einchants]

there  is  something  feral  going  through  rowena's  head  as  they're  being  questioned  about  a  death  that  her  claws  were  nowhere  near  ━━  and  she  finds  herself  thinking  that  perhaps  they  should  talk  to  the  huntsman  about  it,  his  hands  already  covered  in  dried  blood.  red  ribbon  holds  the  long  and  messy  braid  together,  hair  swinging  all  the  way  down  to  the  end  of  red's  back  as  she  walks.  eyebrows  furrowed,  part  of  the  little  red  thinks  they  somehow  messed  up  ━━  thinking  things  through  is  not  their  forte.  each  step  down  the  stairs  feels  like  the  walk  through  the  hall  of  a  prison  wing  and  rowena  doesn't  know  if  she's  walking  away  or  right  into  a  cell  of  someone  else's  making.

red  tilts  their  head,  both  arms  now  crossed  over  her  chest.  "and  what  makes  you  think  i  would  confess  anything  to  you?"  there  is  only  one  soul  that  she  might  bare  her  own  to  and  he's  unrecognizable  these  days.  "are  you  just  waiting  here  for  people  to  talk  to  you  about  what  they  told  the  magic  mirror?  boredom  really  does  take  a  toll  on  some  people."

open to. anyone — come one, come all ! setting & notes. remembrance day event part two, looming about around the main enclave. feel free to assume connections if not plotted yet, or this can be their first interaction if you'd like.

      a slimy thing, waffling about and bouncing from one corridor to another, eyes on the action as always. if there was one thing fionn couldn't miss, it was a show — comedies or tragedies, both equally as entertaining to a lone sprite, itching to get a firsthand view at the next sensation that sweeps their quaint little town. it's about time, he'd assert, after days of droning boredom, the cabin fever was bound to settle in eventually - fionn just didn't expect it to be so soon. " what a shame, " a tone decorated with dramatization, cutting through the undercurrent of empathy that was, albeit, genuine, but it was hard to tell with him.

      " now, what say you when the magic mirror reveals your deepest secret to the entire town, hm ? " he was merely playing, but surely this was neither the time nor place, with tensions inevitably rising and, eventually, anxieties too. " the time to confess your wrongdoings is nigh. i pinky promise i won't tell another soul, unlike that dreaded mirror. "

[midwestbramble]

Hazel Folklore

Corylus americana

Ruled by ☿

⸙༄𓆤𓆩𓆪❁𓇢𓆸🏵

Contents:

Overview

Folklore

Uses in Witchcraft

Safety Notes

Conclusion

⸙༄𓆤𓆩𓆪❁𓇢𓆸🏵

Overview

Hazel grows to 20 ft tall and has slightly hairy, serrated heart-shaped leaves that are 5 inches long and alternate on the branch. It flowers April through May, with male and female on the same shrub. The female flower is scaly and greenish. Catkins grow in late fall. The nut, called a filbert, is smooth and brown encased in a sticky green and pokey bracts of the flower which need to be removed with gloves. It ripens in late fall, falling off the shrub in late September and October. It should be dried thoroughly. The bark is light gray and smooth.

This plant grows in thickets shaded on woodland edges, not minding different soil types. It can be found in ornamental landscaping as well as natural wilds. It can be propagated by planting saplings along mixed hardwood forests and encouraged for future growth.

⸙༄𓆤𓆩𓆪❁𓇢𓆸🏵

Folklore

-Salmon of Knowledge-

The Boyhood Deeds of Fionn, an Irish myth, speaks of an ordinary salmon that made it's home in the well of wisdom. Surrounding the well were hazel trees that dropped nuts into it, where the salmon would eat them. Through this act the salmon gained the worlds knowledge. Whoever ate this salmon would have this knowledge transferred to them. A poet named Finn caught the fish and gave it to his servant boy, Fionn, to cook. Hot fat landed on Fionn's thumb, which he sucked for the pain and the knowledge of the salmon went to Fionn instead of Finn.

-Kat Godeu-

One of the lines from this Welsh poem about a battle of trees says "Hazel adjudged the weapon for conflict."

-Cinderella-

In one of the pre-Disney versions of Cinderella, the young girl protects her mother's grave by placing a hazel stick on top.

-Water Witching-

I'm trying to keep this more folklore stories based however, I felt it would be a crime to leave out that hazel is what was originally used for water witching (aka dowsing).

⸙༄𓆤𓆩𓆪❁𓇢𓆸🏵

Uses in Witchcraft

Here we see that hazel is mostly known for bestowing knowledge; directly through the nut, by twitching of a rod while looking for metals or water, divination for the correct tool. There's also a lean towards the protection of sacred spaces, such as family graves. This tree can easily be used to help bolster divination practices in a myriad of ways. Seek this knowledge by eating a hazel nut before bed to gain wisdom in dreams or work with the wood itself as a dowsing rod, pendulum or carving for runes or ogham. Maybe these would be ways in which speaking with the dead may become easier for others.

⸙༄𓆤𓆩𓆪❁𓇢𓆸🏵

Safety Notes

No known issues at this time.

⸙༄𓆤𓆩𓆪❁𓇢𓆸🏵

Conclusion

What are some ways in which you have used hazel in your own practice? What are the stories you've heard related to hazel? Are there any ideas you have for hazel that you would like to try? Let us know! Let's have a conversation!

References:

Midwest Foraging by Lisa M. Rose

Images:

Title image made in Canva

Justin McCarthy - Irish Literature, Vol. 8

Kat Godeu - (The Battle of the Trees) by Mark Wigan on Twitter

Cinderella by Carl Offterdinger

Dowsing for metal ore, from 1556 "De re metallica libri XII" book

[dagdasgoddess]

Happy 10 years together Augustine~

Before we begin it is PARAMOUNT to state that I am not a "fangirl/simp/whatever y'all are calling it these days" of dear Augustine Sycamore.

He is my FO (Forever One/ husband in laymans terms) and I consider him to be a real person just like the words I'm typing on this keyboard.

Any comments that are irrelevant to this post will be deleted and the user blocked.

I take my relationship with him very seriously, if this is "odd" or "weird" to you then kindly walk on by.

10 years ago I was welcomed back into the world of Pokemon after a few years break due to personal things I had going on, and video games were the last thing on my mind.

But as they say fate and destiny always have other plans.

Pokemon XY was the last golden age of Pokemon, it was a different world, it felt like I was welcome there. I still maintain onto my hope and innocence because of this beautiful world known as Kalos, a world that greeted me with open arms and a warm hug that enveloped my soul like Xerneas's Fairy Aura.

It was the beginning of something entirely new for me... and I didn't even know it.

2013 wasn't a good year for me, so I was pretty happy when my dad surprised me with a 3Ds and asked me what game I wanted: I was an edgy little shit back then so I asked for Pokemon Y... even though I really wanted X. Deer were always beautiful to me.

I had broken off with an FO that I just felt I wasn't good enough for and became rather desolate, I was lost and alone. And I had to drop out of college for mental health reasons.

Sure enough, my solace came to me in the 2D world yet again.

One cozy October evening my copy of Pokemon Y came through, I was excited and fired the game up right away, back then you could play games right away without downloads or waiting for patches and mutliple DLCs! XY had one patch but it was just to fix that Lumioise City bug. Thankfully my copy was safe.

As you can see, my copy of Pokemon XY is infact a physical copy, I've taken very good care of it. (Ft. my cute Sylveon plushie, Fionn)

Not having anyone to trade with didn't matter, because the Wonder Trade function was a bloody miracle. I got so many Pokemon. I couldn't transfer my older Pokemon as I had no access to Bank or any of that stuff, my other games I had to leave at home.

It was time when Gamefreak actually thought about their fans who didn't have access to Gamestop, Toys R Us or couldn't afford constant trips to New York, Japan, Mars, Etc for one tiny ass pixel.

So I was sorely missing my old Pokemon, I wish I could bring them into this 3D world and pet them and shower them with affection like they deserved to be. But I realized I could make new memories with new friends in this new world, and who knows? Maybe we would reunite again.

Kalos took me on a journey, a journey of love, self discovery and gave me a home. I was whisked away to Fairy land and fairy types became my new favorite, I liked that they were strong against Dragon - types, the bane of my existence at how powerful they always were!

But.. the one who grabbed me by the hand was none other than Professor Augustine Sycamore. I had seen his image before on a leak, and couldn't help but think he was kind of handsome, a friend who had already played through Pokemon X told me:

"Hey you might like Professor Sycamore, he's this dreamboat that shows you the world and stuff and I KEEP SWOONING whenever he shows up on screen"

Sure enough when I opened up Pokemon X for the first time, I was greeted by his handsome face, I thought nothing of it of course since I was more interested in the Pokemon.

I was especially looking forward to Trainer customization and giving myself green eyes and brown hair. I will never forget the time I chose my Fennekin and started to pet him, my heart melted.

I could finally show my Pokemon love and affection, for all their hard work in battles and feed them cupcakes and play with them! I was also intrigued by this thing called "Mega Evolution".

As I continued throughout the game, I explored every nook and cranny, I felt like a kid again. I was truly lost to the world for HOURS after I got it. It was a beautiful game. The 3D over-world was amazing.

The "friends" you had were annoying but I like to pretend they don't exist. When I finally reached Lumoise City I already had a big party of Pokemon, and the event Torchic.

I loved how friendly the Pokemon in Kalos were, I caught many eevees and evolved one into a Sylveon, she became a massive Team Player. I even managed to find some familar faces along the way: A Raichu named Napalm, and an Espeon named Solar who remains as an MVP in my teams to this day.

I was having so much fun just running around, getting haircuts, dressing up, looking pretty for Professor Sycamore AND catching Pokemon, I would completely be lost in this beautiful new world, that felt so much like home to me and still is.

Professor Sycamore was the beginning of my healing. As I continued to learn about him, there was more to him than just the eye candy, he had a past. I loved it whenever he showed up to offer me an encouraging word or two in the game, saying how this was my journey to explore, that being the best trainer was defined by what I thought. He never imposed anything on me, I was starting to feel the flutters and shit in my heart and liver again.. And my god it felt good.

I desperately needed to feel something like this.. something like true, unconditional love.

Around this time I was heavily suffering from perfectionism, it was killing me on the inside, I was 19 when this game came out and already people had high expectations of me.

I was determined to graduate, get a job and have my own house- all before I reached 21. But life seldom goes your way, I was suffering from many un-diagnosed mental disorders that had been neglected my entire life.

I am ashamed to say I spent almost all of 2013 being obsessively deep in competitive and breeding the perfect Pokémon. Perfectionism had leaked into my past - time and hobbies, I realized that if I couldn't be perfect I could at least have this outlet in games, little did I know it was sucking the soul out of me.

I was often punished as a child for being less than perfect, I took it out on my poor Pokemon. Things like this don't magically go away, not everyone has a backbone, sometimes backbones take time to build.

It wasn't until yet again - I got help from a rather unexpected source: Professor Sycamore himself, another testament to have wonderful 2D beings are.

As I progressed through the game and reached the Tower of Mastery.

I was surprised to learn that Professor Sycamore was there to study Mega Evolution but left because he didn't have what it takes, essentially dropping out- kind of a parallel to my own life, except real life seldom has happy endings.

But it gave me hope, because even if Sycamore didn't master Mega Evolution he still became the professor of Kalos and if you look into professorship- it's.. actually not easy to get. If Sycamore could fail and succeed in the future, maybe I could too.

One night..

I had a dream of Sycamore. He held me close and said that he could tell something was bothering me, I was hurting deep down. We in the fairy forest together, just relaxing in a field of flowers as the Flabebe floated around us in the gentle spring breeze..I told him everything, I spilled my heart and soul to him.

I told him that life wasn't worth it to live.

He was heart-wrenched that I felt like that, he embraced me tightly in his arms and told me

"Your life is your own, no one gets to decide it's worth except you. Even if you're behind, you don't have to go at everyone else's pace, if life was easy then no one would feel sadness. I love you no matter what or who you choose to be, always remember that," Those words I still carry in my heart.

The biggest surprise I got had to be in Couriway Town. I found Professor Sycamore's "treasure" from the past Sycamore to the future Sycamore. I actually began to cry, it felt like it was addressing me, that even if I don't know what I want to be yet, I'm not a failure. I still have time.

In another dream I confessed that I loved him, he embraced and kissed me fully on the mouth. I felt like I was on cloud nine.

Diverging from the narrative a bit, I want to talk about Lysandre, I felt his anger sometimes, the frustration of helping your friends and them not wanting to do any better no matter how much time you invested in them. Of course Lysandre ,uh took a different path. But Sycamore still cared about him.

And I realized.. even if I'm a horrible person apparently according to some people over shit I can't control, Sycamore can still love me too.

Professor Sycamore is a relic of a bygone era when 2D beings set out to inspire others, and to most importantly - love you and you alone.

Augustine gave me not just love-- but a home to come back to, a safe haven that will always be mine, no matter what. I will always love him, when I look into his beautiful gray - blue eyes, I see love.

He gave me hope that life can get better, and most importantly I deserve happiness, not just other people.

And.. today I'm marrying this wonderful man after 10 years. He met me when I was freshly 18 and saw me grow into who I am today, and he's proud of me. I'm happy I lived to see 10 more years.

Thank you for everything, Augustine. Thank you for teaching me to love again.

[aftertwiiight]

a bit of evelin miller / una fionn for you crazies :3

(im the crazies)

FT. MY LITTLE SISTER’S ART OF HER !!!!!

she’s is so cUTE and i love her 😍

[einchants]

familiar  (  and  often  found  irrelevant  on  faye's  day  to  day  life  )  faces  pass  by  and  for  the  first  time  in  forever,  the  bored  bartender  actually  sees  the  lot  of  them  ⸻  and  none  of  them  seem  innocent  though  faye  is  all  too  self  aware  that  she  does  not  trust  easily.  then  again,  in  a  place  like  fabletown,  who  is?  their  silent  challenge  falls  short  of  the  entertainment  faye  wished  to  drain  from  someone  else's  manifestation  of  guilt  (  or  maybe  just  one  bad  night,  an  evasion  of  sleep  mimicking  what  would  be  a  heavy  conscience  )  and  yet,  she  is  more  than  glad  to  change  spots  and  try  her  luck  somewhere  else.  perhaps  closer  to  the  sheriff's  station,  catch  as  someone  turns  on  their  heels  far  too  quickly  as  they  change  their  mind.

plans  change  just  as  quickly  as  they  are  made,  though.

the  corner  of  tink's  lips  curl  into  an  amused  and  knowing  smile  ⸻  she  might  be  melting  away  from  the  boredom  of  it  all  but  she  at  least  is  well  aware  that  finn  is  too.  knowing  he  is  suffering  just  like  she  is  helps  the  feeling  of  numbness  (  and  faye  will  tell  herself  it  is  because  there  can  only  be  one  blonde  faerie  ⸻  and  she  is  so  clearly  the  better  choice  ⸻  and  leave  out  the  part  about  the  relief  of  someone  knowing  exactly  what  goes  inside  her  mind  ).  eyebrow  raises  and  hazel  eyes  meet  his  own,  only  for  a  moment.  "i  was  not  offering,  fionn."  another  sip,  attention  stolen  back  by  nothing  at  all.  faye  scoffs  at  her  companion's  words,  head  shaking  at  how  silly  he  sounds.  "i  thought  you  were  smarter  than  this,  my  companion  in  blonde.  you  and  i  both  know  i  am  not  that  easy  to  get  rid  off.  and  who  else  would  keep  this  town  interesting?"

      a whole day of lurking ultimately capitulated into a bed of unsuccess. perhaps it wasn't smart to play look-see all day instead of attending to matters otherwise productive in comparison. he had lurked around the main enclave all day, examining the faces of each passerby to hopefully absorb their current state of mind. guilty ? innocent ? mourning ? a mix, even ? regardless, he was dully disappointed — karmic retribution for nosing in everybody's business. if he couldn't get his fill then, perhaps trifling with a familiar blonde would help mustardseed feel, well, something.

      he crouched down beside them, an exasperated, dramatic as ever sigh poking at the ears of anyone nearby. fionn has never said he wasn't one for theatrics, especially during a lull that felt so painfully lackluster. " i'm not exactly the type to beg for warm beer — even i'm not that desperate yet — but i appreciate your gracious offer, my companion in blonde. " a flat palm to his chest in faux earnest, much of this simply gilded in irony. despite jests, even her presence alone was far more satisfying than the past eight hours, so he leaned back, hands resting flat against the concrete behind him, gaze following the direction faye's attention pointed towards. " so, what're you doin' out here, all by your lonesome ? don't you know there's a big, bad killer out there ? maybe they're especially desperate for a drink right now. "

[nairobi-resources]

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— CLICK HERE to find #192 medium gifs (268x150) of PHOEBE TONKIN in various commercials. All of these gifs were made by me from scratch. So please don’t repost, redistribute or claim as your own. You are welcome to edit these for personal use as long as you give credit. Please like & reblog this post if you find these gifs helpful!  ♡  

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avatars of EVAN PETERS — actor, 1987

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avatars of JOSEPH QUINN — actor, 1994

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The Weeknd ft. Future - Double Fantasy (2023)

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avatars of JOSEPH QUINN — actor, 1994

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avatars of JONATHAN BAILEY — actor, 1988

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avatars of EVAN PETERS — actor, 1987

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[valdrinors-writing]

Amber for the soft headcanons

what they smell like - the most obnoxious impulse brand body spray, maybe temptation (vanilla & peach)

what their favorite smells in the world are - she likes fruity and floral smells!

what pajamas they wear/what they wear to sleep in - comfortable nightgown with floral patterns!

my favorite ship (if applicable) and a cute hc about them - lol no

my favorite friendship (if applicable) and a cute hc about them - amber and billy! amber sometimes uses her ability to percieve radio waves to play meme music at full volume from every radio/phone in 10 ft when she notices that billy is having a bad day to cheer him up!

a song that reminds me of them - leo by fionn!

what animal i think they would be if they were an animal - surprisingly a dog! she'd be a german shepherd specifically - loyal, loving, incredibly scary if you hurt the people they care about :')

what position they sleep in - back with her arms and legs spread out. covers have been thrown off her bed. she gets cold in the middle of the night and doesn't know why lol

their favorite drink - earl grey tea with a little bit of (almond) milk and honey

a gift i would give them if i could - a break id love to give her a spa treatment or a trip to a make up parlor! she deserves it <3

[jackleopard]

Shuffle your favorite playlist and post the first five songs that come up. Then copy/paste this ask to your favorite mutuals. 💌💜

thank you! these are all from my 'unskippable songs' playlist

there'd better be a mirrorball - arctic monkeys

cuando te fuiste - aitana ft. natalia lacunza

dogwood blossom - fionn regan

I saw her standing there - the beatles

the kiss of venus - paul mccartney, dominic fike

[tothedivine]

celestial desire | blue & fionn

“I’m not even here right now.”

His voice felt far away, something resonating in his head but not something he could roll in his mouth to manipulate. It was a faint whisper and softer than he intended. Once more, Blue pushed a breath into his lungs to calm the panic as he couldn’t feel it expand in his chest.

[cruelcasualties]

new york | fionn & blue

[la-sangradura]

hide | fionn & blue

[tony-baxter]

@fionnchristie