#speach crafts

[speaching]

Band o' Weirdos

A circus cart for the disaster that is my dnd players

[astro-rainbow777]

⋆₊⋆⁺₊⋆⁺𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒₊⋆⁺₊⋆⁺₊

☾✩₊⋆and their spiritual meanings⁺⋆✩☽

Colour is, by dictionary definition, the frequency of light of which an object reflects. Although, To many spiritualist, we are all beings of light, which is why color brings great significance into our lives. It is possible that your favorite colour can say something about you, what you need in life, the type of people or environments you are naturally drawn to. Colour can represent many things in life, so today I will primarily be focusing on the personality, emotions, and spiritual messages each colour represents.

Thank you!!! I hope you enjoy <3

🥀Red🍷

✫ Red is primal color, in most cultures it represents life

✫ Red may symbolize strength, passion, love, anger, danger or power

✫ Red is associated with the Root Chakra (Representing safety, security, and stability)

✫ In Tarot, red is symbolic for power, authority, boldness, confidence, passion, leadership and strength

✫ When practicing your craft you can use a red candle to connect to your body, grounding, aligning yourself with your purpose, drawing in passion, self love and acceptance

✫ Red crystals can be used for motivation, inner strength, passion, drive, tenacity, and romance.

🍁Orange💥

✫ Orange is a sacred, communal and warm colour in many different cultures

✫ Orange is symbolic for optimism, joy, vitality, community, balance, energy, and enthusiasm

✫ Orange is associated with the Sacral Chakra (Represents creativity, sexuality, and intimacy)

✫ In Tarot, orange represents will power, courage, vitality and jealousy

✫ When practice your craft you can use an orange candle to attract friendships, respect, embrace sexuality, enhance creativity and connect to your inner child

✫ Orange crystals can help with your confidence, courage, vitality, embracing joy and playfulness, creative endeavors, or inner child healing.

🐤Yellow⭐��

✫ Yellow represents happiness (duh), life, communication and success in many different cultures

✫ Yellow is symbolic for hope, spontaneity, curiosity, focus, cheer, intellect and hazards

✫ Yellow is associated with the Solar Plexus Chakra (Represents self worth, will power, & responsibility)

✫ In Tarot yellow is symbolic for wisdom, confidence, hardship, hope, and timidty

✫ When practicing your craft you can use a yellow candle to manifest self confidence, obtaining will power, belief in self, courage, focus, intelligence, and knowledge

✫ You can use yellow crystals to help you be alert, have energy, balance, focus, confidence, self consciousness, optimism, warmth, and clarity

🎍Green🍀

✫In many cultures green represents harmony, rehabilitation, growth, change and abundance

✫ Green is symbolic for health, life, nature, envy, luck, money, renewal, freedom and tranquility

✫ Green is associated with the Heart Chakra (Representing love, self love and relationships)

✫ In Tarot, green represents youth, sentimentality, nature, adventure, growth, and health

✫ When practicing your craft you can use a green candle to connect to Earth, the seasons, open your heart, draw in abundance, attract luck, blessings,and good health

✫ Use green crystals to invoke spiritual transformation, attract lucky opportunities, align with prosperity, fertility, independence, and freedom

🌀Blue🌧️

✫ Blue represents calmness, spirituality, authority and peace, globally

✫ Blue is symbolic for emotions, serenity, peace, calm, trust, relaxation, sadness, grief, and fatigue

✫ Blue is associated with the Throat Chakra (Represents communication, speach, expression)

✫ In Tarot, blue represents emotions, imagination, sensitivity, memories, sentimentality and expansiveness

✫ When practicing your craft you can use a blue candle to bring clarity, reveal the truth, help with honesty, inner peace and calm, emotional peace, fulfillment and awareness

✫ Blue crystals can help you have more confidence in your voice, communication skills, bring clarity, connect to your emotions, patience, or attract peace and calm

☂️Violet🔮

(I'm using violet as purple)

✫Violet/purple reprsents royalty, spirituality, art, mystery, magic, luxury and wealth around the world

✫ Violet is symbolic for imagination, wealth, uniqueness, creativity, spirituality, intuition, mysticism, and arrogance

✫ Violet is Associated with the Third Eye Chakra (Represents intuition, sense of purpose and direction)

✫ In Tarot, violet means high ideals, communion, spirituality, devotion and peace

✫ When practicing your craft you can use violet candles to manifest inspiration, deepen intuition or psychic abilities, enhance connection to the universe or higher power

✫ Violet crystals can be used for dream work, astral projection, meditation, divination practices (Tarot, divinative astrology, etc), and creative inspiration.

🌸Pink🎀

✫ Around the world pink represents kindness, love, innocence, playful and beauty

✫ Pink represents compassion, innocence, sympathy, comforts, passivity, affection, and delicacy

✫ Pink is associated with the Crown Chakra (Represents connection to the divine, spiritual knowledge, and self realization)

✫ In Tarot, pink can be indicative of sensitivity, sorrow, friendship, forgiveness, and unconditional love

✫ When practicing your craft you can use pink candles to attract divine, unconditional love, beauty, kindness, forgiveness, gratitude, and connection to the collective

✫ You can use pink crystals to tap into your sensitivity, compassion, unconditional love, practice kindness, care, sympathy, trust, and faith

Fin

Thanks for reading, I really appreciate connecting with everyone on here and everyone who takes the time to read my work :)

Sending light and love,

Kya

[fortunatelychaoticphantom]

Oh my god oh my god oH MY GOD

I was going to wait for the opportunity to rewatch Barbie so I could make sure my opinion was solidly based and not just vibes, but with all the nominations talk right now I am losing my god damn mind.

Barbie is a shit movie.

I've said before that I was extremely excited about the movie and genuinely enjoyed every single second of it but was absolutely completely and irrevocably disappointed with it. It was a bad movie for so many reasons, and I'm gonna start talking about it (despite it not being as fresh in my mind, unfortunately).

Barbie is an incoherent mess that has no idea what it actually wants to be;

50% of the movie is Barbie having an existential crisis, that turns into a quest, that turns into low self esteem issues, that turns into anti-capitalist and anti-establishment shenanigans, that turns into parental issues, that turn into feminist issues about societal expectations of womanhood, that turns into civil rights issues, that turns into absolutely nothing because not a single one of these issues is actually addressed in any sort of meaningful way, depends on handwaving solutions, if it bothers to give solutions at all, and is just a product low shelf bullshit feminism.

And then the other 50% of the movie is a meticulously crafted satirical metaphor for the treatment of women under the patriarchy, with intense emotional gravitas, unbelievably incredible acting, and a(n almost) perfect and complete narrative arc for the characters and the main conflict.

And yet, watching this shit show I am contantly asked by the narrative to take the first half of it seriously, but not the other half.

That's not how a movie works.

You cant make half a satire and half a hartfelt exploration of womanhood in post-modern society. It doesn't work like that. And the very simple fact is that only one of those narratives was actually well crafted and coherent, and it wasn't Barbie's. Don't even get me fucking started on that bullshit America Ferrera speach. I hate it. I hate so much. I was actively enraged while watching it. It was bullshit crowd pleasing half baked ramblings that literally had nothing to do with the godamn movie!!! The whole point, the whole Barbie storyline was about America's relationship with her daughter!!! What the fuck was that speach even about???!?!? At no point in the movie was the things she talked about an issue!!! I hate it. I hate. And I hate anyone who likes it. It's bad writing. It's bad storytelling. It's bad bad BADDD!!! The movie wanted it so much to be the emotional pinnacle, but it wasn't - I'm Kenough was. It's just so bad in so many ways that I can't even fully express here yet.

Look. There was a lot of potential in this movie, and so much love went into crafting it. But the bottom line is that this is a bad movie, created by a conglomerate for the sole purpose of selling products, while trying to be cool with kids and self critical without actually being critical (I can't even begin to form coherent thoughts on the mess that was in-movie Matel, so I just won't). This made the honest part of the movie a fucking mess, while leaving the metaphor close to a masterpiece, and yet I am expected to think otherwise for some reason unbeknownst to me.

This is a bad movie. Barbie is a bad character. Neither Greta Gerwig nor Margo Robbie deserve a nomination for this, no matter how talented they are, and they are.

Ryan Gosling is literally the only good thing about this movie. This was one of the greatest performances I have ever seen in my life. Award shows are absolutely pointless and stupid, but his is a worthy nomination nonetheless.

I really am sorry if you loved this movie. This is absolutely not about you. Like I said, I truly enjoyed watching it. I just don't think it has any merit beyond the Ken storyline.

[recapqsmp]

Mercredi 30/08 - Les mémoires de Egg A1 ?

Aypierre a enfin terminé son voyage vers le vignoble de la fédération : le "Sum of Perfection Vinyard". Il est assez petit, et plutôt délabré. A l'intérieur, il a trouvé un livret d'instruction. Cucurucho est venu lui expliquer qu'il attends de lui d'écrire un rapport à chaque jour de travail effectué, et lui a souhaité d'apprécier le vignoble. Aypierre a commencé par réparer certaine machines, puis a écrit un rapport sur ce qui doit être amélioré (même dans la procédure de fabrication du vin), et a proposé à la fédération d'embaucher Fit pour nettoyer les lieux.

https://clips.twitch.tv/NimbleJollyBeePunchTrees-PydhQNpQh2hbYO4O

Etoiles a reçu des coordonnées en binaire dans une shulker box. Après une grosse préparation, il s'est rendu au lieu de rendez-vous, où une warpplate l'attendait. En la prenant, il s'est retrouvé dans une cave, où le code l'attendait. Dès le début de combat, il a reçu des effets d'aveuglement, des malus de minage, et divers effets gênant pour le combat. Une fois le code mort, Etoiles a reçu des pommes, et une image d'un colisée, avec marqué "SOON" en binaire.

https://clips.twitch.tv/BoredGiftedCheesecakeHassaanChop-QXdBSOoW48OLPj-5

Tubbo a remarqué qu'il existe un craft pour une bombe nucléaire et pour un super ordinateur. Il s'est mis en tête d'essayer de fabriquer un super-ordinateur pour voir ce que cela fait.

Cucurucho est allé voir Cellbit pour lui dire de venir dans son bureau pour récupérer sa prochaine mission. Cucurucho lui a donné des coordonnées correspondant au centre d'adoption. Là bas, il a pu trouver dans le plafond une nouvelle salle, remplie de toiles d'araignées, des toiles vides, des bibliothèques, et un livre contenant des coordonnées. Il y avait aussi un livre posé, disant "What has to be broken before you use it ?". Arrivé au point indiqué, il a trouvé une maison, ressemblant à une cellule du centre d'adoption. A la place d'un oeuf, il y avait un coffre, contenant un livre nommé "Memories", écrit par l'oeuf qui devait être adopté ici. Sous la salle, une énigme, donnant le mot "éclosion".

Le serveur a désormais un système de text to speach pour les panneaux !

https://clips.twitch.tv/FreezingLachrymoseFungusNerfRedBlaster-sPYKHrdjx6JP2Oyp

https://clips.twitch.tv/JollyFlaccidBillPJSalt-mP9DiUY3B-Njygmw

https://clips.twitch.tv/DepressedGoodWrenBibleThump-mRnulvUTAgAzViYm

https://clips.twitch.tv/CrackyPluckyGooseRuleFive-BZCQa9HkduHKrQFQ

https://clips.twitch.tv/GracefulImpossiblePeppermintWoofer-TYgtlylpkapFwa9b

https://clips.twitch.tv/SpinelessTangiblePresidentHotPokket-KuJPRabnDJj5Anl3

https://clips.twitch.tv/FurtiveSmokyCaterpillarStrawBeary-Mh3N0FwMecIa-xKc

[possumphobic]

Lightning in a bottle

— pairings: robin buckley x nancy wheeler; johnathan byers x nancy wheeler (mentioned)

— a.n.: i loved writing this!! i thought about giving them a bad ending but my sapphic ass want ronance to be the happy, i owned them that! hope you like it as well, someone wanted to get tagged on this but i couldn't tag them, sorry :(

— warnings: bit of angst on this one, but there's comfort too!, a very confused nancy, this is part two for this

It's been weeks since Nancy last heard about Robin. It's starting to grow on her, the words she said that night. How she didn't think them through until she had already spoken. What if she have lost the girl forever? The idea haunted her mind.

Steve claimed he didn't know where she was. She hadn't told him. The words were true, much to Nancy's concern. If Steve didn't know, something must have been truly wrong.

The thought, the one Nancy has been trying to push away all day, keeps invading her mind in spite of her best efforts. Maybe, just maybe, Robin hated her for the way she reacted. It wouldn't be her fault, anyway, Nancy said to herself. She could have said more, could've at least have a proper reaction. She owned her that.

So, Nancy found herself on Robin's door. He joints found the hardwood of the door, the sound of her knock echoing through the entire neighborhood. And then, there was silence.

Maybe it was better this way. Nancy didn't know what she would've said if Robin had opened that door. She thought about it, of course she had, but nothing ever seen good enough. Truth is, Nancy thought Robin deserved the sweetest of words, and she just couldn't find them for her.

But that didn't mean she hadn't tried. She wrote down every thought, crafting elaborated speaches on the dim light of her own room. She wanted - no, she needed - Robin to know. But she couldn't find the right words, and sheet after sheet, they all end up on a pile on her trash can.

"Robin," They all started. Some of them had the word "dear" written before it as well, quickly scribbled out. A letter wouldn't be good enough. No, if she was to do it, she was going to do it right. Not the easy way out, not some cowardice that would be waiting for Robin at her nightstand once she came home. It could've been too late at that time anyway.

"I really thought a lot about what you said to me." She continued. "And, well, we both know I'm with Johnathan, and I love him, with my whole heart." She scribbled that out too. Did she, really? She couldn't tell. Not after that night. Not after the way Robin looked at her.

"What I am trying - what I wanted - to say, is that, I don't want to hurt your feelings, but it would be a lie if I said I feel the same for you." At that point, she felt the first tear run down her cheek. She thought she knew what to say. She thought it was so clear, until she had actually wrote the words. Nancy didn't have much things taken for granted anymore, not even her own feelings.

"But, Robin, it doesn't matter how things turn out between us, I'll always want to be your friend. But, if you prefer not to, if you want to forget I was once in your life... I suppose I can understand that too." She was lying, of course she was, but what else was she suppose to do? If Robin wanted to go, if she really did, Nancy would let her. She just prayed she wouldn't.

What Nancy didn't write was that she wanted to know what a life by Robin's side would feel like. If it would bring up the same warm, fuzzy feelings inside her chest that being friends with her did. If her touch would still run like electricity under Nancy's skin. If their hugs would still feel so much like home to Nancy. No, she didn't write down any of that on the many, many discourses she spent the night writing. She couldn't mention it. Not like that. It was cruel, to give Robin such foolish hope when she knew, deep down, that her choice was not certain.

Finally, sitting down on Robin's porch with her hands on her head, she understood. Maybe she had known all that time, what her heart wanted. But she was so deep in thought that she barely heard when the brunette arrived. There was no car pulling in, because Nancy knew Robin couldn't drive. No bycicle either. Just a very soft sound of footsteps on the back of her mind. And then, a pair of greyish eyes staring at her, confused. And she knew.

"Nance?" Her touch on the Wheeler's shoulder felt exactly like she imagined it. It was like she was struck by a lightning, but instead of burning, Robin's touch soothed her.

"Hey..." Nancy felt relieved. She smiled to the girl standing in front of her. "I wanted to talk to you, about..."

"It's okay. You don't have to-"

"No. I don't. But I want to." Nancy cut her off. "You've been in my mind for days, for weeks, since that night. And... I think- No, I know, I love you too, Robin Buckley, with all my heart. And I am sorry it took me this long to go after you. Should've done it before, but- I guess you can say you scared me off. A little bit."

Robin shook her head. Was that real? Had she imagined it all? But there she was, standing in front of a smiling Nancy with heart eyes. She loved her too. Nancy Wheeler loved her. She felt like she could burst out at any moment, her hands shaking, still on Nancy's shoulder. Her face hurt when she smiled, the corners of her mouth stretched as tears came out of her eyes. God, wasn't she the luckiest girl in the world? Nancy Wheeler loved her too.

[minecraft-fanfiction-house]

@Crafting-Minecraft-Fanfiction

CWs: Disease, Cannibalism, emotionally abusive, Burn Wound.

I have grabbed 3 random blocks to introduce myself with. (Burn Wound, Cannibalism and Disease, Emotionally Abusive)

Ocs Based of Prompts and daydreams i already had in my head, that ended up fitting the generated blocks (Podzel was one where i just added the ideas that were in my saved pintrest box and instagrammed favirites. Like their parents and sweater dirtied by moss.)

You probably arnt able to read my handwriting. Yeah i couldve typed... and i shouldve, i really shouldve.

My rambling of information i will give is uneven as sand! Posted earlier on Co-host

BeeKeeperer

'As much as merchant jobs are looked down upon, honey endeavours of illagers who want to keep bees and keep flowers are the exception... '

This profession among illager units is a lot more diverse when it comes to bees. As an example with BeeKeeperer housing Vulture bees to make honey jerky with cow blood. But never pigs blood! as cannibls use it as a substitute, seeing it as a bad omen and a path to unrighteousness. {Country unnamed but they live in an active political fued only personal to the council.}

Their was an incident that happend during a winter storm, far less worse but destructive in flinging a whole tree- so yeah, less worse. Shattered glass and the rose dyed snow. Attracting a villager nearby, whos from the path of fox traps, {Whoever put those their}... They were pretty terrafied, and were so scared of being seen by the eyes of a cannibal from noted interviews of another more cooperative cannibalism of Pirana Village 'They love the nickname so much they kept it?' Which hat Illager, dragging a drunken BeeKeeperer. Turns out Ravager's blood has a lot more of a kick once they ingust alchol, or duchess can make alchol in her system like their Raveger {Illager Caretaker}

Plaguetor

'Their is a plauge in parts of villages and patrol unit's along with wild patrols. One may worry its of cannibles disease for it to have spread this long. It is slow, and theirs a pityful end to the animals'

Their Faith is that of Elements and health. The sacredness of the elements of fire, air, water and earth. They help with burial practice and did research on the scavanger animals given to them from their diety's blessing on a marking on one of the vulture eggs. With omens of a sickness spreading among deer witn odd behaviours of canniblsm. The Silent Tower is

… Jobless Teen {Vigliger}

"Where are your parents from"

"My mom was is from village 'meadow peak' by that hunk of forest and mushrooms my dad lived in."

"Oh your parents are an illager and villager,"

"Yup"

"Aww forbidden love"... "...Sure"

'An Arranged marriage that both of their own parents agreed to have, instead of them.'

Considering how cats can see our stripes and how podzel is grazingly burnt. i meshed those two into the skin. They do look a lot like their father, and their skinn shows their moms invisible stripe color pattern. I found this to be a cool idea when podzel was generated to me. Along with the metaphors ^^ I love the idea of wearing their dads trench coat, it made them blend in, if only for their clothing. They might be a more, grazed by presence if they werent good at being quite when they can. Others wouldnt notice that, they all assume Podzel show up into the room. They make their presence know with one sentance and they can immiditly leave, "You haven't stayed their for very long" Their mothers speach starts soft, and thats when they knew a crabs pincer would be better. As long as they dont have to get picnhed on sand, the smooth rocks that touchs the waters foam, is always so much better.

"Go, you arnt ruining the danm party planned by that scrubbed womens daughter. Just- Have Fun, or sit quitly in the corner without disturbing anyone." their mother wanted them to show face. Cant reason its because they dont want them here, it would be an annoying lie if id they proclaimed they did.

(Chatgpt told me she isnt using coarse langouge lol, but it shows what i had in mind. I guess not so publicly near a party an ongoing, but she wouldnt want to be to loud if she did anyways.)

{ Psychologically complicated, like all brains are. Consider I am a fixitous internet user and by that I mean I’m ADHD and I love calling my brain Dave. } "I keep losing something everyday and no matter how hard i try onces my dopamine is slightly lower to something I enjoy, im unable to finnish it, or enjoy it more proactivly" Lol, I really need to go back to my psychiatrist.

My love of learning history, about other cultures and religions like the Zoroastrianism faith and their funeral practice. Taking inspiration and interest in a lot of things. Learning things from diffrent sites, interviews and connecting t with other ideas like with vultures. From tumblr facts post and idea prompts on vultures being holy. I know, i know I have named the vultures but i haven't drawn them. But soon. They are bearded vultures ^^

My writing abilities for creating my characters, with care and understanding. Since I did just create them I haven't really had a chance to hurt them more than whatever job they already have to imply that.. Like death, or wearing a mask due to a traumatic incident along with letting bees sleep on you like cats and getting poisoned.

I did this all in 4 days, i would've written it all up but i noticed i might get burn out so i risked another day where i might lose my hyper fixation, and all my ideas... You can i had a lot of fun rambling. But I wont put myself to a high expectations. Loved naming conventions, might rename or have to give my ocs names. Whiiich, i made my beekeeper name jerky and like illusinor jasper in the codes, both seemed uniqe proffesions of beast taming and the other of illusionist arts that its named after them! I like that idea a lot, And maybe it meets the way they handled their profession is uniqe, Blood and a Rock... Lol you i'm making this up as I go <3

I do hope to have a sona soon, but it’s fanfic, ie been writing Minecraft fanfic(also my splatoon tag). Never completed a story, I’m just writing it, even my oneshots taking to long.

Also box of unnecesary rambles that would fit into intos post... If i had the time to draw it

[Attacking wolfs and zombie's unnatruly, seeming to only decay continuelly they come down to two seperate definitions. 'Zombie deer' from a zombie priest who helps them be docile and 'Chronic wasting Diseased Deer' CWDD. "Chemical Warefare Directinal Detecter?" Confusion scrunchs up the Vultures leatherd face, looking beside them to a sign into a facility, "...No, But i can decree why youd assume. I am formally of the mind of researching the the 'Chronic Wasting Disease Deer' odd behavours that dont quickly decompose their mouths to stop biting so aggresivly. Gladly they do tend to lack cordanation."]

[everyothermouse]

hey, guess who finally reached a thousand posts!  🎉🎉🎉

[toxoplasmajuice]

my icon is such false advertising because i’m not a ts4 simblr but i love it too much to change it

[aries-writes-shit]

Heads up(Sbi x reader)

Pairing:SBI X Reader

Synopsis:Your brothers find out about your alliance with dream + some flashback to the readers first bit alone

A/N: part 1 part 2

“if i wanted to make amends i would have come to you, you are not my family and you lost that tie with me when i left”

the freedom you felt was short lived, for you now have a war to fight, and a war you want to win.

"You know how to fight right (N/N)" George asked, handing you you armor for he first standoff. "Course i do Georgie, I've been alone for seven whole years, I'm nineteen now". You had begun putting your chest-plate on, the final piece, before Sapnap paused "so you were alone, in those woods at age twelve?" his mix of concern and awe very audible in his voice. You gave a small sigh, fixing your chestplates positioning "yep, and i did a fucking stellar job taking care of myself, plus i met yall four years after i left ". with a wicked grin you looked at your two friends, you grabbed your sword from the wall. "you ready boys?"

a small cough escaped your mouth, you had been out in those cold woods for a few days now. You were careful with what you used to light your fires with, and for how long as you knew your father was probably scouting the skies for you. Your stark white wings stood out from the dark aura of the forest. you held your dull stone sword close as you continued by foot through the woods, hoping to find a warm, dry place for the night.

"Fuck them" you muttered, teeth chattering as you sat in the small, empty cave. you made sure of it. With a few dry, dead longs you found, you started a small fire to cook up the wild rabbit you had killed a few hours ago. "i don't need any of them" you grumbled, your rabbit cooking over the fire while you warmed up.

There you stood, alongside the dream team, Bad and Ant. The six of you very ominous looking to the five, barely geared up, rebels below you.

"Just give up wilbur" dream began, you tuned him out, and you could tell the other members of your friends little army were doing the exact same thing as he continued his speach on how this is his land and how they don't want or need people breaking off from the greater smp. Your eyes trained on your two brothers below you. both looked horrified that their sibling was part of the enemy faction.

You were now 16, and you were a completely diffrent person. you held a freshly crafted iron sword. you were proud of yourself for surviving this long all alone. Although, your wings were very dirty at the moment and your body was littered with scars from past battles. with a grin, you stepped out into a clearing, only to be ran into by a boy in a green cloak.

"Oh my ender, im so sorry" he appologized, chcking you over to make sure he didnt hurt you. "its fine" you chuckled "my names (Y/N)" you greeted, standing up and offering your hand out to the boy, who had an awestruck look on his face. This boy could only be a few years older then you, yet he still held such joy in his heart, you could easily tell by his facial expression.

"Im clay" he began, taking you hand. Suddenly two other boys showed up. You formed a bond in the matter of a few hours, when the boys left at sunset, asking if you wanted to tag along, you just shook your head. Quietly you watched as the boys left off to go to where ever they lived. a sad smile forming on your lips as you thought to yourself. "i hope i meet those boys again"

Here you stood three years after meeting your best friends, finnally getting the revenge you so desperately craved. "i want to see white flags, i want you to have white flags hanging by dawn or so help us" dream threatened. you held your sword, swinging it over your shoulder, as you stared down at the five people, Five people who all looked hurt and afraid. "If you do not have those white flags up by dawn tomorrow, we will not hold back". with those final words your group turned and began the walk back to where everyones houses sat nestled in the trees.

you had just finished removing your armor, hanging it back up next to your friends when bad burst into the room. "(Y/N)" he began, the panic almost palatable "Your house was just burnt down"

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[kellydcarrillos-blog]

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[bakugaykatsukii]

I Talk About Bakugou Because I'm Bored

Bakugou. He's best boy. My son.

No, actually, I'mma explain in as few words as possible why I absolutely adore his character.

Oops this got long.

Okay, so it's the first chapter/episode (I'll go off the anime because it's practically identical and more widespread) and it opens with Deku narrating. This is to establish an immediate connection between the audience and the main protagonist; it conveys how important Deku is. Plenty of shows do this so it's not really a big deal, just common practise. HOWEVER, the second character we hear speak is Bakugou, who is insulting Deku.

This is framed in a way that's supposed to make us dislike him, and continues all throughout the first episode. He's presented as a four year old trying to beat up our main character, and then his next scene is being ten years older and Still Trying To Beat Up Our Main Character. This makes him seem rotten to the core, as his character hasn't changed whatsoever in that time, and as an audience we know very little information about him.

On top of that, within this first episode he is deliberately made to have no redeeming qualities, nothing that could make him sympathetic in any way. The Sludge Villain fiasco isn't until ep2, and in this one he literally tells Deku to kill himself, reaching peak middle school bully. He destroys something the Main Protagonist clearly treasures and is privelaged in every conceivable way, even his (later obviously intense) desire to be a hero is simplified to monetary gain, with "I'll be even richer than All Might himself!!!" (or something to that effect). Later on I'd explain such a line to be a result of young Baku trying to quantify his future success, something he never mentions again after the Sludge Villain.

In these first twenty minutes of the anime, he's been absolutely dragged through the mud. Not only is he this arrogant, selfish, mean bully, he's also the sort of bully we can all relate to having, making him even more dislikable! It's so easy for an audience to write him off as irredeemable almost immediately.

But then comes ep2. Seasoned anime watchers likely brush over some small details, but the fact that the Sludge Villain attack happens when Bakugou is 14? Wow. At this point no one likes him, and to many people seeing this happen could come across as a sort of karmic punishment, deserving and therefore less sympathetic. And so Horikoshi succeeds in continuing to make him dislikable but also adding depth to this character who so clearly believed he was invincible.

However, any such depth is pretty much ignored by the audience. I've watched many reactions, and, at this point, due to Bakugou's sub par personality, most people don't care about what happened upon first viewing. To be fair, it's treated as background until Deku steps in and proves himself a hero, at which point he's promised a quirk and That's all anyone can think about.

(also there's some symbolism in this ep because Bakugou and Deku were both attacked by the Sludge Villain and saved by All Might, showing they are actually equals in character and have a lot in common.)

Anyway, so for the first few episodes no one gives two shits about Bakugou because he's meant to be dislikable. He's set up to be as bad as possible without needing to be arrested/never being redeemable. Yet, he's also not clearly set up to be redeemed whatsoever. Let me explain:

Quick break from bnha to head over to atla, Zuko is the perfect redemption arc. And some of that can be attributed to his presentation in the first few episodes: where he's portrayed as antagonistic but still honourable, and has a tragic past. He's the sort of character you know isn't actually bad at heart. But Bakugou hasn't got any tragic back story to speak of, and certainly isn't honourable, so we don't expect a redemption.

That's so interesting to me, because it basically means his character could go in any direction but most shounen fans expect him to be the typical rival. He's mean now and will be mean later, nbd. Will probably betray Deku in order to gain more power. That sort of stuff.

But, as the first season progresses, we're shown that Bakugou (on top of all of his anger issues and cruelty) is also so incredibly determined, to the point where it's harmful. A lot of people, even in season three, expect him to accept the LoV's offer, but as early as ep7 he's shown to be dedicated to being the best on his own. He utterly fails at pretending to be a villain, and doesn't manage to work with his "villain" teammate. When the USJ attack rolls around, he fights alongside Deku.

I feel like I've just word babbled for a while so here's a picture:

Isn't that adorable? Anyway, I continue.

Okay, recap: Bakugou is presented initially as bad and in no way sympathetic, but throughout season one some of his good qualities do get highlighted.

The Sports Festival is probably when I was most on edge about who my favourite character was. Todoroki vs Deku vs Bakugou was a whole internal debate. We all know who eventually won though. Point is, this is the first time Bakugou is supposed to seem likeable.

Like, yes, he helped out at the USJ, but he was still reckless and angry about it. In this arc his flaws stop seeming so antagonistic (even though he's now more at odds with 1-A than he's ever been) and are framed humorously; if you think about it, the only times you're not rooting for Bakugou in this whole arc is when you're laughing at his antics. He stops seeming like a massive unforgivable bully and becomes a secondary threat behind Todoroki, even though he ultimately wins the Festival.

One of the first things he does in the season is tell people messing with their class go away, albeit bluntly, and is then complimented for it by Kirishima, who is the nicest guy in the class! No longer are we supposed to necessarily dislike him, as he's being developed after all of season 1. Him saying "I'm gonna win" as his speach is expected by the audience and laughed at- absolutely nobody watching was scared he'd hurt Deku in some terrible way due to it.

The cavalry battle demonstrates that he can work in a team after some adjustment time, and he gets his own antagonist (Monoma) who we all root against! This makes us closer to his character, as in a way we have a common enemy.

Then obviously the single battles are super interesting, his one against Uraraka especially turning people to his side. Since Aizawa, who as an audience we trust after his actions at the USJ, backs up Bakugou's actions, we accept them as the right thing to have done. Especially since Bakugou later calls Uraraka "not fragile", demonstrating that he can respect people and actually isn't as discriminatory as his earlier actions against Deku might lead one to believe. Everything about this fight is pure gold.

The rest of his fights are also very interesting, so let me go off on a little tangent. He's the only person to 1) be uninjured by the end of the festival (he did win tho so...) and 2) he's the only person to win all of his fights by forcing his opponent into submission. He knocks out Uraraka and Kirishima, goes to knock out Tokoyami but has him give up instead and then knocks out Todoroki! His fights are so much more violent than the others, who are primarily trying to win by pushing their opponent out of the ring or by immobilising them, which could make him come across as more aggressive (which he is). But it actually works for his character considering the way he demonstrates respect is by giving his all, therefore in order to show he cares about these fights he has to go for absolutely decimating the person against him.

Also, interesting side note to all that, out of our main three festival contenders, Bakugou is the only one who actually needs to use the festival for its intended purpose: impressing scouts. Todoroki, as the son of Endeavour, is already known throughout the hero community as a promising young talent, and could even get the No2 hero to coach him if he so wished. Deku even says himself that he doesn't necessarily need to get scouted when All Might is already teaching him. Out of the three Bakugou has the most incentive to actually show off here, no guilt/baggage required.

Anyway blah Stain arc blah. Bakugou picks Jeanist to intern with, which many might think makes him shallow. Their quirks are in no way similar and their images are almost diametrically opposing, and Bakugou only chose him because he's such a highly ranked hero. However, I believe the creators crafted this pairing in order to convey how good of a future hero Bakugou promises to be. BJ, in these episodes, is all talk. He's such a superficial hero that, in order to rectify Bakugou's foul personality, he gives him a haircut. He demonstrates the arrogant nature that Stain hates so much. Meanwhile, Bakugou ignores him and is still arrogant in his own way, obviously, but not for anything other than his own pride. He, when you break it down, spends all of his time working towards a genuinely good goal, just to prove to himself that he's worthy- no desire for fans or fame in there, he wants success but isn't actually looking for any of the perks that come with it. This, imo, makes him better than BJ. Also, Bakugou never actually says he is working with BJ due to his rank and could be doing it because their quirks botha require so much time, practice and effort.

Okay, so, now for the final exams. This is where I decided he was my favourite. He works with Deku etc and proves to the audience that he can work with him and won't necessarily become a villain, plus All Might lets loose a little and proves he too can be violent and mean.

What I really love is about ep24 s2 is actually the bit that makes a lot of people chuckle: where Bakugou bites AM's hand. This kid has been giving his absolute all, putting every ounce of strength into beating his idol, because, lbh, his self worth depends on his success here, until he literally cannot raise his arms to punch anymore. And yet, he still refuses to go down, despite every odd against him. Something about that tenacity is just so incredible to me.

It's almost 1am, let's have another break, shall we?

Idk I thought it was funny when it came onto my dash.

Btw, it's now I wish I knew how to hide most of a post lololol.

Season three is just Baku's season, ngl. Like,,, so many of his Stans got their start here, and it's not hard to tell why. A big reason why Bakugou felt irredeemable was because he had no reason to be so mean, but the narrative makes up for that by then putting him through so many bad experiences.

There's been a million metas on why he's so perfect in this season, and this is already abhorrently long, but ah well.

Okay so he's captured by the League through no fault of his own. As the audience when we find out Bakugou is missing we immediately think he's done the dumb thing and gone off on his own, but it's quickly revealed that he's already been kidnapped. Tokoyami is also taken, cementing that the LoV are looking for kids with some villainous feature, but also showing that their perception of what makes a child villainous is skewed, since we know Tokoyami is good.

At the hideout Baku is entirely restrained and silent, so clearly against his will. If we remember every other time he's been restrained (so goddamn many) we'll think back to the Sludge Villain, finding out Deku had a quirk, after his *win* against Todoroki and his internship with BJ. In this way, it's obvious to tell that this is all a Bad experience for him, as those were all very negative times in his life. There's no way he'll join them.

None of the pros even consider it a possibility. Aizawa defends him against the press (and, once again, we like Aizawa! So we trust him) and none of his classmates think he could be evil, they're all primarily concerned for his safety. Even BJ, who insinuated that Baku could easily become a villain, doesn't appear to believe he'll turn down that path.

Also Baku is pretty cool when he fights of the villain like I'm ngl.

And then, when he sees All Might? And his face screws up? With his lip trembling? It's undercut with a joke but he's so obviously just a scared/relieved kid in that moment and it's gut wrenching to remember that.

It's really getting late and I'm at 11% here so speed round through the provisional licence exam.

He can tell Shindou is two faced

Even though he's blunt he's still got the instincts and smarts of a hero

The class looks up to him

Aizawa has a lot of favouritism for this child, y'all, how did I not notice this?

His failure here is intrinsic to his character growth as it means he hits absolute rock bottom and we can move onto:

Deku Vs Kacchan 2

Where to even start. The guilt and pain he experiences has made me tear up several times just from thinking about them, and that GODDAMN VOICE CRACK AS HE YELLS nope it hurts too bad.

It's sort of the culmination of every emotional issue Bakugou has exhibited throughout the series. He can't find self worth without constant praise and pressures himself to be unimaginably perfect, to a self destructive point. He has no support system in place to help him with these issues. His anger stops being repetitive/funny/annoying and is finally, clearly shown to be more damaging to himself than to anyone else, as he feels the only way he can deal with his stress and hurt is by lashing out at those who try to help him.

In this fight we also learn why Deku, even though he's Baku's victim, still looks up to him so much. And the whole dynamic is so perfect I might cry rn.

I am annoyed, though, that further than that Baku's mental health has been pretty much entirely ignored for 200 manga chapters. Probably my only complaint about him.

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At an entirely selfish level, I can relate to Bakugou. Obviously I'm not a teenage boy with explosion powers who bullies people in order to feel any self worth, but the high standards for himself? The pain at any failures? Being told through childhood how great you are only for it to be torn away in your teens? That's all so painfully relatable to me, and so I feel an even deeper connection with his character.

One last picture to finish off:

[speaching]

Why am I putting so much effort into this Halloween costume???

[beautiful-w1tches]

What it means to me to practice Chaos Magic...

Disclaimer: my belief is my belief, open for discussion but NOT prosecution. If you have nothing nice to say do not say anything at all. I am however, open to learning new things so feel free to share information.

First an introduction as to why it resonates with me. I was raised in the stereotypical "good Christian home", my parents were firm believers in Big G and I was too, but my parents were both also firm believers in science. My mother taught me that miracles are just science we dont understand yet, and Big G can do miracles because he knows the code of the universe; he created it.

That's where I started to wonder, if the man upstairs can know the code of the universe, maybe I can too. Then the more i learned about science and the Christian ideology, the less I understood why people still believed in Big G. It was the whole "If he promotes love and life why does he let bad things happen?" argument. Then I began to study the teachings and ideology and texts of OTHER world religions, that's when my eyes started to open. Every religion on the planet has basically the same guidelines: Love your fellow man, enhance your spirituality/connection with a diety.

But the problem I saw was the many humanoid gods, none of them resonated with me. I didnt feel a connection to any, save for a few gods that represented ideas I could appreciate (Worshipping a sun god, for instance, I can understand because we need the sun to survive. Or worshipping a god of death, because death is a little less scary when you think you can understand it).

Then I experienced ego death, which changed my thinking.

I realized that this universe is not a home for beings and animals and planets and stars, and its not a bubble the gods can stand outside and watch over. The universe IS. The universe is everything inside of it, just as my stomach is still a part of me, I am still a part of the universe. The rocks, trees, air in your lungs, every person you have ever known, is all the same. They're all in you and you're in all of them, because just like the cells in a body, we are all a part of the same system. You are just the universe experiencing what it is like to be human.

Once I realized this, I decided to make a full circle back to learning the rules of the universe so that I may use them to my liking. And seeing as I myself am a part of the universe, and I am really just the universe trying to learn as much about itself as it can, magic did not seem like too far fetched of an idea; if I knew the rules of the universe anything is possible right?

That's when I tried connecting to the occult, creepy, and mysterious. I wanted to access the knowlege of the universe that many people were too scared to look for. Finding a community of witches from all over the world and all walks of life on the internet was a huge step for me, and through years of refining my craft and continuing to learn about the universe, I finally realized why humans made humanoid gods.

Humanoid gods are the easiest for us to understand, maybe you dont actually believe in Posiden, but you have an altar to him because he represents the idea that water is the bringer of life and you feel a deeper connection to the sea than you've ever had to people. Maybe you believe in the history of Greece and your personal studies have shown you that they were right all along. Whatever the reason, it's easier for people to connect with an image of someone humanoid than it is to connect with a glass of ice water.

I began to have visions of something humanoid when I was about 17, and it came at the strangest times and on occasion would not go away for hours at a time. I called her She for a while, I didnt know much about her except a few things:

-She appeared before something strange happened

-I called her She because the body shape was humanoid-feminine

-She had no voice, but her hair flowed from the top of her head like smoke from a raging fire, and her skin was never the same color.

-Sometimes, She has an eye, not really an eye, but more an opening or a tear in her face

After living with these visions for a bit, I equated it to something my puny human brain could understand. This is a representation of Conciousness. You know how you meet people that say "I dont believe in god, I'm not like religious, but i think theres an energy in everything ya know?" Well, I think I just met that energy. Then she started to speak to me, but it wasnt really words. If I am being honest, she sounds more like a guttural screech with an undertone of whispers. But yet when I hear the sounds, it still resonates a thought inside my head. Technically this is speach, right?

I call her Chaos now, bcause that's all the universe is. Chaos and Order, Yin and Yang, light and dark. I hate when people use the terms "good and bad" in association with Yin and Yang. Yin is not nessecarily good, Yin is just the light parts of existence. And even then, Yin still has a little bit of Yang in it. And just as Yin is not good, Yang is not bad; just the dark to the light. And just like before, Yang even has a little bit of Yin in it.

Chaos is Yang, if you understand my analogy.

If you're wondering how I decided She was Yang and not Yin, it's because Yang is usually represented in texts and images as being female or feminine. And besides, I as a woman know how much chaotic power I hold. So my "deity" (even though I told myself I wouldnt worship an image) ended up being Chaos. However the imagery of my deity was probably just something my brain made up to cope with the knowlege I accumulated. Whatever it is, all i know is life is strange and I'm fuckin rolling with it.

And that is why my practice is the way it is right now, because I know if I know the rules of the universe, I can use magic. But it is only magic to those who do not understand, to me my practice is science.

Apologies for the long post, inbox and asks are open for further discussion.

[mana-burst]

The Forgemaster’s Blessing

Clang, Clang, Clang. The hammers ring and metal sang as the men of the forge worked. The glowing metal shining in the dark smithies as a little figure skulked about, stalking through shade to avoid being spotted by the tall ones and their kin. The men of the forge neither noticed nor cared of the little presence as they worked their craft and sought blessings of the spirits of creation in their pursuit of skill and quality.

The little shadow reached and snatched bread from a table as they sat in the shadows and watched in awe at the efforts made by these pink and tanned skin beings, eyes widen and staring at the shining metals shaped from bars into tools and blades and other things with hammer blows, quenched in the sweat and blood of their crafters as the forge's flames danced in the dark light of the workshop.

A mistake.. that was what had happened when the little shadow watched, eating the stolen bread, but few would deny curiosity in watching those who embrace the way of the forge as they work, though most that do are welcome in the lands of elves and men. A thick hand shrouded in a thicker leather glove grasped about the shadow's neck from behind with a startled shriek and kicking feet as the minute goblin was lifted into the air, eyes wide as she stared at the grizzled old smithy that caught her. " an' what we got here? a li'l green raider lookin' to pilch our meals?" he grunted holding the squirming little thing as the forges grew silent, and the masters of them turned to watch.

Walking across the workshop the old smithy master  held the goblin high, a little thing even for Goblins, young and untrained in either world... he considered as he held her over the shoot into the seering flames "Got anyt'in to say fer yerself li'l Raider?" he quipped as his grip began to loosen as she gasped for air.

"Heared the Bangin.. Clangin'.. liked the Bangin' and Clangin'... wanted to heared it more! " came the terried broken speach as the little goblin grasped the gloved arm, staring down into the fires and then back to the old forge master. "No throwin' in the cookin' place! " she begged once more, broken mix of goblin tongue and common struggling to please her case  as the smithies watched the exchange with curiosity more than anything.

"Well boyos.. the li'l raider be liking the sound of hammer and metal.. aint somethin' ya hear everyday issit?" he laughed fingers loosening more as her grip tightened and her legs kicked the air, the goblin child staring wide eyed "Please no be cookin'! Just wanted to heared the bangin' and see the clangin' and learnin' it with the bangin' sticks!"  she rambled as the smithies began laughing.

"It wants to learn the forge boss! " came the laughing voice of a human as the old smithy peered at the terrified little green skin. "Who heard of a Goblin smithy? Never in my life!" came another as the old man's fingers shifted a bit. "No one has! " came a final chime before the old smithy began laughing as he looked at the horrified little goblin clinging to his arm for dear life.

"Never heard of a Goblin Smithy, so what say we make one lads?" the smithy fell silent again as the various workers stared at the master smith as he set the little goblin down. "We'll forge this lass into a proper smith, show her the blessin' of the flames and how to work metal like any master, it'll be the finest test of our skills at bringing out the best of what we work with."

The little Goblin looked ready to dash when the old smithy grinned down at her, patting her scruffy head "Let's see ya earn an honest meal, rather than scarfin' something of another man's plate." before ushering her out of the workshop, and into the first days of her training.

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Indigenous or Native American tools, crafts, and speach terms from anyone is what I really would like to share and see.

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Young Artist at Home Every child is an artist," Mr Picasso said. The only challenge is to keep that child an artist as time goes by. Criticism and discouragements start at home, before the world begins its war. Picking up your kids crafts, doing a well frame for it, can do much more than motivation speach. #uasingishucounty #rupasmall #kidsartwork #kidspainting #homeartist https://www.instagram.com/p/CUSl9CRs6Qr/?utm_medium=tumblr