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Maya~ She/Her | Eclectic Witch | poet who thrives on literature, music, flowers, and intellectual conversations. Some say I'm a rebel, others say I'm a nerd. Much love ♡

Do you know what you're made of?

Bone, muscle, skin.. Hair. Just like everyone else. You have blood like everyone else. You also have a brain like them. Your brain has the basic structure of Albert Einstein's. You are capable of so much intelligence. You are also made up of your own feelings and beliefs. I can put love and support into you but I can't make you feel or believe them. You decide that. But you are so capable.. So loved and so accepted. I'm here to help but you are always going to be in charge of your intelligence, feelings, and beliefs. You are the only one who can impact yourself deeper than anyone else can. So try to see that you can do this. If Einstein can be a genius, you can be one too. Just because no one else notices, doesn't mean you aren't. Make the choice to hurt or help yourself, but do it with the knowledge that you are the only one capable of making anything happen for yourself.

I know there's nothing in my house with me.

Despite her quiet reassurances, she shivers at the bottom of the stairs. It was midnight and she had just gotten home from work ten minutes ago. Her black and white pantsuit creased with wrinkles and her hair ruffled, she was obviously tired. Maybe what she saw was her shadow... Or-

No, there's absolutely no way that ghosts are real. That fuzzy, dark figure had to be my imagination- or maybe I'm delusional because I haven't slept in twenty-four hours?

She decides on that and nods to herself as she finally walks up the stairs, ignoring the brief wave of tension that made her body spasm. She makes a mental note to get on a better sleep schedule while shuffling into her room, nearly zombie-like. Her eyes growing even heavier as she changed into a T-shirt and shorts, mumbling that she would shower later.

Creak

Her body tenses yet again and she pauses, tilting her head to look over at the bedroom door. It was wide open, completely normal for her, and yet her skin crawled. She glances around the room just in case and then eases her way back into the hall. Slowly, she takes in the dated decor and ugly rugs.

There's nothing there. Still the same gross looking mansion. I can't wait to fix this place up once I get my vacation time.

She sighs in slight relief and goes back to her room, practically collapsing onto the bed. Her eyes slowly shutting as she sinks into the soft mattress. Her ears pick up on another noise but she ignores it, assuming now that the house is just settling and besides, she was so tired she figured she was getting paranoid. Just as she began to drift off, the bed shifted and she frowns, her eyes fluttering back open in slight worry that the old floor was giving in.

Thump

She yelps and sits up quickly, her heart pounding in response to the headboard of the bed being slammed into the wall. Suddenly wide awake, she looks around the room frantically. Her chest tight and her hands sweating as her entire body trembled. A second passed and she could finally find her voice, now half convinced she did see someone in the house.

"Who... Who's there?" She grabs her pillow and holds it up as menacingly as she can manage.

"Show yourself! I.. I know how to fight! And banish spirits!" She squeaks out, covering all her bases, just in case. Still trembling, she sees the outline of a person standing in the corner of the room, by the door.

"G-get out. Whoever you are- whatever you are, get out!" She shrieks, her voice coming out high and panicked. The figure moves forward slowly, then all at once, the door slams closed.

And it rushes towards the bed as she screams in terror.

Want to learn something new in 2022??

Absolute beginner adult ballet series (fabulous beginning teacher)

40 piano lessons for beginners (some of the best explanations for piano I’ve ever seen)

Basic knitting (probably the best how to knit video out there)

Pre-Free Figure Skate Levels A-D guides and practice activities (each video builds up with exercises to the actual moves!)

How to draw character faces video (very funny, surprisingly instructive?)

Playing the guitar for beginners (well paced and excellent instructor)

Playing the violin for beginners (really good practical tips mixed in)

Color theory in digital art (not of the children’s hospital variety)

Retake classes you hated but now there’s zero stakes:

Calculus 1 (full semester class)

Learn basic statistics (free textbook)

Learn a language:

Russian (pretty good cyrillic guide!)

Nothing I’ve read has changed me more than “you do people a favor by accepting their help” like I repeat this constantly to so many people because it’s true!!! People like to feel useful, they like to feel kind, they like to feel like they have an ability to impact people’s lives so just let them!! Not everything is a thing to be owed back — accept people’s kindness without making a competition out of it

Just thinking about this today like I was ringing up a woman at the store and she was a dollar short but somebody had tipped me (personally, not the whole staff) a couple bucks earlier and I was like here take one of these and she was so shocked I would do that and made a point to remember my name and thanked me so much over like. One dollar. And then later another customer asked to pay for another couple’s drinks and they were so surprised and trying to buy them something in return but clearly that person just wanted to do something nice and they ended up having a long conversation and laughed together and it would have been so awkward if they’d completely refused or tried to give them money back and it would have ruined the moment. It’s the easiest thing to just pay forward kindness but that also means you have to accept people’s kindness when it comes around to you.

You can accept a gift with generosity in the same way you can give one with generosity

I know there's nothing in my house with me.

Despite her quiet reassurances, she shivers at the bottom of the stairs. It was midnight and she had just gotten home from work ten minutes ago. Her black and white pantsuit creased with wrinkles and her hair ruffled, she was obviously tired. Maybe what she saw was her shadow... Or-

No, there's absolutely no way that ghosts are real. That fuzzy, dark figure had to be my imagination- or maybe I'm delusional because I haven't slept in twenty-four hours?

She decides on that and nods to herself as she finally walks up the stairs, ignoring the brief wave of tension that made her body spasm. She makes a mental note to get on a better sleep schedule while shuffling into her room, nearly zombie-like. Her eyes growing even heavier as she changed into a T-shirt and shorts, mumbling that she would shower later.

Creak

Her body tenses yet again and she pauses, tilting her head to look over at the bedroom door. It was wide open, completely normal for her, and yet her skin crawled. She glances around the room just in case and then eases her way back into the hall. Slowly, she takes in the dated decor and ugly rugs.

There's nothing there. Still the same gross looking mansion. I can't wait to fix this place up once I get my vacation time.

She sighs in slight relief and goes back to her room, practically collapsing onto the bed. Her eyes slowly shutting as she sinks into the soft mattress. Her ears pick up on another noise but she ignores it, assuming now that the house is just settling and besides, she was so tired she figured she was getting paranoid. Just as she began to drift off, the bed shifted and she frowns, her eyes fluttering back open in slight worry that the old floor was giving in.

Thump

She yelps and sits up quickly, her heart pounding in response to the headboard of the bed being slammed into the wall. Suddenly wide awake, she looks around the room frantically. Her chest tight and her hands sweating as her entire body trembled. A second passed and she could finally find her voice, now half convinced she did see someone in the house.

"Who... Who's there?" She grabs her pillow and holds it up as menacingly as she can manage.

"Show yourself! I.. I know how to fight! And banish spirits!" She squeaks out, covering all her bases, just in case. Still trembling, she sees the outline of a person standing in the corner of the room, by the door.

"G-get out. Whoever you are- whatever you are, get out!" She shrieks, her voice coming out high and panicked. The figure moves forward slowly, then all at once, the door slams closed.

And it rushes towards the bed as she screams in terror.

horror but make it healing

what i mean is: the house that hates you because it hates all of humanity because it is old, and abandoned, and left to rot. the house that tries to kill you because it doesn't care what you intend or what you want and all it knows is that its purpose has gone ignored and then has changed, by degrees, with malicious intent derived from neglect. a house that sees you as threat and will not wait for you to draw first blood - or worse, to just... ignore it more. again. forever.

but also; what does it look like to meet that house halfway and work to better it. can you renovate it? can you find the hurt and heal it? is it Horror if it can be Fixed? but not fixed like it never happened, but fixed like we reinforced the crack in the east wall of the foundation, we re-bricked the fireplace with respect to its original style, we found the rot and - as gently as possible - removed it, grafted new tissue, applied bandages. can you rehabilitate a haunted house, and offer it love? or is it prideful to even try - because all you're doing is setting it up for more failure and heartbreak in the future, after you die and it goes uncared for, neglected, again?

can you make a house that hates you love you without ensuring that it will hate again after you - because a house lives a long, long time after a human dies?

Tumblr creators: It’s totally fine to reblog your own posts. Sometimes people don’t see them the first time, or the algorithm messes with you, or whatever. I reblog my own shit all the time and I don’t care if you do, too. Actually, I’d recommend it. Actually, I’d highly encourage it. Actually, go into your posts right now and reblog something you wish more people would’ve seen. We understand. We want you to get your stuff out there. We don’t mind if we see it a second time, or a third, or a fourth, so that someone who’s never seen it can enjoy it for the first time. We’re not sick of you yet. Keep it coming.

Blood Origin will be a six part, live-action limited series, and a prequel to the streamer’s series The Witcher. Set in an elven world 1,200 years before the world of The Witcher, the show will chart the origins of the very first Witcher, and the events that lead to the pivotal “conjunction of the spheres,” when the worlds of monsters, men, and elves merged to become one.
The series is slated to shoot in the UK, though cast and a specific date has not been revealed.
Declan de Barra will act as executive producer and showrunner and Lauren Schmidt Hissrich will act as executive producer. Andrzej Sapkowski will serve as creative consultant on the series. Jason Brown and Sean Daniel from Hivemind, and Tomek Baginski and Jarek Sawko from Platige Films will all serve as executive producers.
Book! Geralt: Alright! What aspects of my personality does everybody want?
Hexer Geralt: I see your struggles with morality and choice and I think we'd all like that.
Everyone: *nods*
Game Geralt: I'll be taking your sass and don't give a fuck attitude.
Book Geralt: To be clear that still comes with Giving all the fucks.
Game Geralt: Yeah i know I want that too.
Book Geralt: Great!
Game Geralt: Also I see loving Dandelion even though he can be an absolute idiot over there. Can you add it to the pile for me? And Also loving Yennefer and Ciri just so much.
Hexer Geralt: I'm actually going to pass on most of the Yennefer plot but I will take a double helping of loving Jaskier and Ciri thanks. Love these two. Just so much.
Book Geralt: Hey Netflix. What have you got over there?
Netflix Geralt: Not telling Jaskier how much you love him.
Book Geralt: Oh well i mean Dandelion has a pretty big head so i don't let him hear it too much but I mean make sure to take the genuine friendship and care too. He needs it occasionally.
Netflix Geralt: No. Hand over that messy and implied somewhat toxic relationship with Yennefer.
Everyone: Uuuuhhh.
Netflix Geralt: Also toss in the mess that was the Butcher incident but lets gloss over the part where she planned on holding the market hostage and killing everyone one by one and oooh the dragon. Ew lets skip the four-way thanks.
Everyone: But-
Netflix Geralt: Oooh! And Getting angry at Jaskier for understandable but somewhat unfair reasons! The cherry on top!
Book Geralt: Why are you doing this.
Netflix Geralt: Oh you missed it. The first things i took was your intense self loathing, tendency to isolate, and avoidance as a coping mechanism.
Everyone:
Hexer Geralt: Are you okay?
Netflix Geralt: NO! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!