finally found the original of this picture

broadway songs that can resurrect me

-bitch of living

-ring of keys

-i’m breaking down

-my shot

-the origin of love

-no good deed

-you will be found

-cell block tango

-maybe this time

-i’m here

-what the heck i gotta do

-we ain’t no cheerleaders

-monica’s song

-holding out for a hero

-finale, in the heights

-angel of music

-tomorrow is a latter day

-sweet transvestite




happy new year friends! i finally found some good pictures to post, so, to start off 2017 fresh, here’s some original content and a throwback to a study date i had with one of my girls three weeks ago. ordering a croissant instead of the cafe’s waffles remains as one of last year’s biggest regrets lOl

mcartist  asked:

Since it's Valentine's Day.(Have the RFA+V+Searan) I would love to ask if you could do MC and her brother spending Valentines together. The others couldn't spend time cause they were busy. So once they have some time to spare them look for you and see you are your brother hanging out. Yet you are siblings so you sorta close to each other and some things seem romantic. The others don't know you have a brother. So how would they react? If you can't do it, it's okay. Happy Valentine's Day!

OOooh scandalous~ 
(It’s the day after Valentine’s Day here because I live in Australia and we live in the future but I’d be happy do do this!)


✮ he was busy with some huge LOLOL event that was happening for valentine’s 
✮ he felt bad but you assured him that it was fine and you would just go see family or a friend or whatever 
✮ so when he leaves the house to get food and sees you with some guy??
✮ your brother was teasing you by pulling and twisting your hair 
✮ but to yoosung it looked like he was hella flirting 
✮ basically stomps up and flicks your brother’s hand away 
✮ ‘excuse me, why are you touching my girlfriend? huh?’ 
where did this confidence come from hmmmm
✮ your brother is confused because ‘omg is this the innocent yoosung MC was talking about???’
✮ you’re trying not to fall over from laughing 
✮ your brother looks absolutely horrified 
✮ “MC is mY siStEr! who are you, huh punk?’ 
✮ yoosung.exe has stopped working
✮ almost cries
✮ apologises 38918475 times he feels so bad 
✮ is pouting for the rest of the day and puts the LOLOL event on the back burner 


✎ she told you beforehand that valentine’s was going to be probably the busiest day for the cafe 
✎ but W O W 
✎ the cafe was packed and you hardly got to see jaehee 
✎ and your brother visited during your lunch break 
✎ so you two were just standing in a corner, trying to leave as much room for the actual customers that you could 
✎ things died down for a total of maybe five minutes 
✎ and jaehee looked around to find you and saw your brother squishing your cheeks together while you both laughed 
✎ she really wanted to go over there and judo kick someone’s ass but she still had customers 
✎ she was kinda angry for the rest of the day 
✎ until afterwards you walk up with your brother and introduce them 
✎ her face is redder than saeyoung’s hair 
✎ she refuses to admit anything 
✎ except when you’re back home she’s super affectionate 
✎ and at first you think it’s just valentine’s day love 
✎ but she’s super clingy and kind sheepish 
✎ so you ask what the deal is 
✎ and she begrudgingly admits that she saw you and your brother when you were messing around and didn’t realise it was your brother
✎ you have to try and maintain the giggles because she’s obviously embarrassed
✎ cute baehee 


✿ he was really busy rehearsing an upcoming musical 
✿ and the director was super strict and wasn’t letting anyone out for the day 
✿ during one of the breaks he picked up his phone and noticed that his fans were all tagging him in the same thing
✿ and he went to it and it’s a picture of you with some guy?!?!?!?!
✿ and he’s so scandalised 
✿ he immediately goes to the group chat and sees that you and saeyoung are online
✿ he basically spams the picture with multiple exclamations akin to ‘WTF MC’ 
✿ you’re freaking out because he’s just sending mindless messages now and won’t stop to listen 
✿ and saeyoung is just off his chair laughing because he obviously knows who it is (background check) 
✿ you send a selfie of you and your brother both with a ‘wtf’ face and the ‘boi’ hand at the camera 
✿ and zen finally stops 
✿ you send another picture but this one’s of you and your brother when you were babies 
✿ ‘hyun, this is my brother’ 
✿ ‘nice to meet THE zen’
✿ he’s so flustered 
✿ he sends sorry to the chat so many times that the original problem can’t even be found 
✿ when he comes home that night he brings a big bouquet of flowers and your favourite snacks 
✿ is super clingy 


₩ this nugget just doesn’t believe in valentine’s day 
₩ you’d told him how annoyed this makes you but he didn’t seem to care too much 
₩ so he was at work 
₩ you went to lunch at the cafe thing across from the C&R building because your brother was curious 
₩ y’all were just chilling, eating pastries and drinking milkshakes 
₩ and then jaehee came for her lunch break 
plot twist
₩ you say hi and your brother introduces himself (but not as your brother) 
₩ and she’s shook 
₩ she goes back and asks jumin if he knew you were at the cafe with some guy
₩ he glides down and stands at your table 
₩ you really nonchalantly say hello 
₩ he’s so confused 
₩ ‘would you like to explain yourself MC?’ 
₩ ???? ‘jumin what are you talking about? i’m just having lunch with my brother, we’re waiting for his girlfriend to come’ 
₩ it’s like you can see him deflate in embarrassment 
₩ he like flops down in the seat next to you 
₩ meets your brother 
₩ when you’re back at home you ask him why he was so salty at the start and he admitted that he thought you were on a date with some random guy because he wouldn’t celebrate valentine’s 
₩ you laugh and say you wouldn’t do that and shower him in affection
he made up for it ;)


⌨  he probably knows what your brother looks like from the background check but for the sake of story let’s just pretend he didn’t go that deep into your history 
⌨  he was super busy with work-related stuff and didn’t even realise it was valentine’s
⌨  he asked you to grab some groceries because he couldn’t
⌨  he’d noticed you’d been gone for a while so he hacked into the security cameras of and around the grocery store
⌨  saw you talking to some guy
⌨  he’s so confused because you haven’t just stopped for a little ‘oh hi I know you’ obligatory hello but you’re walking down the sidewalk with the store bags and talking
⌨  he sees him nudge you with his shoulder and he’s kinda pissed
⌨  he just waits until you’re back home. you’re alone 
⌨  he tries to act nonchalant about it, and like he doesn’t know anything– waiting until you bring it up 
⌨  it’s the end of the day and he crawls into the bed where you already are 
⌨  you bring up how it’s valentine’s day and that you missed him 
⌨  he feels guilty but he’s kinda frustrated from before and goes ‘it didn’t look like you missed me too much while walking down the street with some other guy’ 
⌨  he did not get the reaction he expected 
⌨  he expected you to be kinda shocked like ‘:o caught’ 
⌨  but you’re giggling and snorting 
⌨  ‘saeyoung… that was my brother; we ran into each other outside a store so he walked with me for a little while’ 
⌨  like jumin, he deflates 
⌨  he feels S O  B A D 
⌨  he gives you so many cuddles and just fully wraps himself around you 
⌨  swears he’ll make it up to you 
⌨  he definitely does 

I hope you all had a happy valentine’s day! CHEAP CHOCOLATE AND MYSTIC MESSENGER DLC’S WOOO ♡♡♡♡


I am free.
No longer beholden to anyone or anything. My beliefs are my own. My values too.
I have time for contemplation, and use that time. I pursue ideas with restless fervour.
When pressures find me, I have finally found the voice that shouts “no!”.
This is a self-portrait of me at this time.

© StueyB

Love in Colors

☇  soulmates au

genre: soft angst and light fluff

pairing: taehyung // you

word count: 7,034

warnings: people have said they needed tissues but………

Description: Lost as an artist, you travel around in order to find yourself. Then you meet Kim Taehyung - a stranger, a friend, and your soulmate. Only you don’t remember him but he remembers you.

A/N: ahaha i decided to post this a day earlier :) i’m pretty proud of it, so i hope you’ll like it!!

I met my soulmate before I was conceived. we were nothing but constellations composed of dying stars. before the supernovas consumed us, he told me, “Don’t ever feel alone in the years to come. You may have your doubts, but we’ll collide again. They say the universe is infinite, but so is love.

As an art major, you have always been interested in the order of the world and its complex design, a nexus of colors and lights, hopes and dreams, fears and failures, completed with intricate beings that are both so fragile and so strong at the same time. It confounds you when you realize how every single being on this Earth has a story behind themselves. You have learned to appreciate the masterpieces produced by various artists, sculptors, photographers, and musicians alike, their interpretations and impressions always having an impact, leaving you in deep thoughts and moments of stillness afterwards, the final note ringing in your mind or the picturesque landscape imprinted beneath your closed lids. Perhaps this is how the child-like wonder always makes its appearance in your paintings.

Yet you are still searching for yourself and the kind of art that will make you up in the coming years in a world that is so big, a constant cycle of criticism and judgement. You spend nights alone under the starlit skies, agonizing over the smallest of details, dozens and dozens of shredded and crumpled papers thrown around.

To put it simply, you are utterly lost.

You always knew that being an art major was risky; the chances of being actually successful were low, and you were nearing graduation from your arts college with nothing in your portfolio. But from the first time your young, chubby one year old fingers touched the cool, slick paint and stained themselves across paper, you were completely immersed. The urge to draw was something you could never resist, even if you wanted to, and the talent came naturally.

You’ve never, in the ripe years of your life, had an artist’s block, always listening to friends go on and on about them, but you’ve always had inspiration. That is, until now.

You find yourself unsatisfied, constantly comparing your own paintings to those of Van Gogh’s or Monet’s, feeling that none of your pieces of art were alive enough. None of them were spirited or lively, and though yes, they were good, beautiful even, they did not convey the emotions you wanted the audience to feel. Anyone could be an artist that draws, but not every artist could move people. To become truly successful, one had to fully understand themselves to produce the art that they desired, and that was just what you were missing.

The constant strive for perfection is what echoes in your head day and night, and finally you have enough of it. Your friends too, suggest that you take a break and walk the world for a bit, and maybe then you would gain inspiration.

That is how you end up in the Louvre Museum in Paris, only you are still as stuck as ever, and your trip is quickly coming to an end, with only a few days left.

“Yeah, I know,” you sigh into your phone. You are wandering the museum, absentmindedly looking at the works. Nothing really strikes your eye.

“Y/N, seriously though,” comes your best friend Yoongi’s voice. He is the one that understands you the best, the drive for perfection in himself rivaling yours. A pianist, he gives himself up completely to the music. “Don’t get so stressed out. It’s okay if you have to stay another year.”

“That’s easy for you to say,” you finally snap. “You’ve already gotten a couple offers. I haven’t even sent out my portfolio.”

The other side of the phone is quiet. You only hear the soft crackling of his breath.

“Sorry,” you say softly, a little bit guilty for raising your voice. “I’m just - I’m about to just give up. You should understand me, Yoongi, this feeling of imperfection that doesn’t satisfy me. There’s this constant spotlight in my mind, like my end goal, and I’m so close but there’s just this little stretch that I can’t reach. What if I really can’t find myself?”

“Y/N,” Yoongi says quietly, “these things can’t be rushed. The more you rush it, the more locked your personality gets.”

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Disposable pt. 7

Being friends with benefits with Min Yoongi can be complicated (at best) by itself. But when you accidentally tell your family (and his boss) that the two of you are dating, things get messy.

Angst, fluff, slight smut at times.

Yoongi x Reader

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

Warning: this chapter has a knife in it and a minor injury. If you are concerned about it, please message me and I’d be happy to give you a summary of what happens in the chapter. <3

Yoongi didn’t think of himself as a disagreeable person, he just never seemed to agree with you, specifically. He put this down to you being so stubborn, and ignored the part of him that said maybe it was also because he might be subconsciously sabotaging any chance of the two of you being friendly. As long as you didn’t even get along, there was no chance of feelings, right?

He was being a coward and he knew it. He could rationalize it into him doing you a favor. He hardly knew you (he realized this only after finding out that your brother was his boss), but he knew you well enough to see that you didn’t need someone like him. Not that there was anything wrong with him (he was fantastic, thank you very much), but he wasn’t exactly a “boyfriend” kind of guy. If you were to develop feelings for him, you’d just get hurt.

So really, by acting shitty towards you all the time, he was actually being quite considerate of your feelings.

God, this was ridiculous.

He wasn’t sure if he was more annoyed at you at this point or himself, but he had to make a conscious effort not to slam the door when he left your shared room. You had just called him a snot-head, and he didn’t appreciate it. Hadn’t he just helped you clean up the glass? Hadn’t he finally agreed to sleep in the same bed as you? But no. He made one comment about the weird picture hanging on the wall and suddenly he was a snot-head (whatever the hell that actually meant). How was he supposed to know that you drew it when you were eight?

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The way Marcel treated Hope was like the best thing from the episode. I don’t think I’ve ever liked him more.

I feel bad for Vincent. He always wants to do the right thing but really can’t because of the Mikaelsons.

Hayley framed her picture with her dad. I love the Crescent birth mark so much.

Freya finally kissed Keelyn! (ok I know that’s most likely spelled wrong don’t kill me)

When Freya was researching the dagger things with the line of wolves, she found Tyler Lockwood. I really appreciated that moment. TVD forever.

The Hollow kind of revealed itself and it was honestly so creepy. I wonder what it’s full face looks like.

Davina comes back next week!! I’m excited:)

Until next time!


TBT to the time I made a bunch of Harry Potter posters as a present for Voleste during one of Garden of Shadow’s Secret Santas.

I finally found the original, unedited pictures! (without the simlish logo). And a bonus unreleased picture in the center that I didn’t like enough to turn into a poster. It was supposed to be Gryffindor’s common room, but it didn’t make sense to have Luna there. 

Alright, so the two reasons I’m finally posting my RWBY OC team since making this side blog back in 2014 are,

  1. I was inspired to work harder since finding @echollama‘s blog and OC team and to a lesser extent @neopoliitan.
  2. I finally have a decent amount of skill to draw and color the character’s I’ve been making.

More under the cut.

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ronnie-lodge  asked:

bellarke + 'I originally followed you on Instagram bc you’re hot and I’m thirsty but now I’ve developed actual feelings for you bc you’re a genuinely good person’ HAPPY FUTURE HOLIDAYS!!! and thanks 🙈

Clarke’s original reasons for following Octavia’s brother were far from pure, but she thinks it would be hard for anyone to figure that out. After all, she found out about his Instagram because Octavia posted a picture of the two of them with the caption: Finally got my dork brother on Instagram (and in Boston!!), everyone follow @theblakemistake.

If anyone asked, she was just following orders. It was not at all that he was really, really hot. No one could prove otherwise.

Especially when she keeps following him through the rocky first weeks of his Instagramming. Given how Bellamy Blake looked–broad shoulders, tan skin, toothpaste-commercial smile, artfully mussed hair, topped off with a pair of black hipster frames and a generous sprinkling of freckles–she assumed Octavia’s descriptor of “my dork brother” was just a little sister teasing.

But Bellamy’s inaugural Instagram post is a picture of a plant Clarke can’t identify with a truly dorky caption:

Things @octaviathefirst (am I doing that right) made me get today:

1. Instagram account
2. Plant

I figure I might as well use the first to monitor the second and see which one dies first.

And then he actually lists information about the plant. Like how many leaves it has and its color and the dampness of the soil. It is not at all what Clarke was expecting, but she finds herself actually kind of looking forward to his daily plant updates. His captions are fun, and he is really worried about his ability to keep the thing alive, which is really endearing.

After a week and a half of that, he finally posts another picture of himself, wearing pajamas and holding an orange kitten. Which is exactly the content Clarke was looking for. That’s what she’s about.

So, it’s come to my attention (s/o to @octaviathefirst) that I’m “doing it wrong” and just posting pictures of my plant is “boring and sad.” So I guess people on Instagram like cats? That’s what I’m getting. Anyway, this is Hermes, he’s an asshole.

PS: I’m still doing the plant updates.

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I wasn’t counting resets but he came relatively quickly after I put in a ton of hunting time which seems to be how my game operates and well!!! He’s here!!! I caught him in my second ball thrown, the first was a love ball! I love him so MUCH!!! I can finally challenge the Elite Four after 4 years of questin with the best shiny hunter I know Jeremy @evanjellicent!! I feel so bad my hunts have been mostly shorter than his SO HERE’S HOPING YOU FIND YOURS SOON DUDE I’ll give you whatever luck I have left!!! Anyway this badge quest even if I didn’t touch it for a while has been the most fun I’ve ever had hunting and I thank Jeremy so much for inspiring me to start it and for hunting along with me!
I also wanna shoutout to another pal @sh-clockwork!! She’s been such a good friend and a great supporter and is another hunter I greatly admire!!! I’m so glad the three of us have our little group and I love you both so much and hope we can continue to find shinies together!!!


Miracles, Magic and Medals

Since I don’t often blog about my magic here, I figured I’d share something I posted on a forum related to Christian and Catholic magical practices, particularly one item that has been a part of my life since I was born. The Medal of Saint Benedict.

The Background

Benedict of Nursia (c. 480 – 543 or 547) is a Christian saint that is sometimes overlooked by modern magical practitioners and is honored by the Catholic Church, some Orthodox and the Anglican Churches, as the patron saint of Western monasticism but also has a number of other patronages ranging from scholasticism, deliverance from temptation, and inflammatory diseases in addition to being invoked against witchcraft, poison and sorcery.

The most famous and recognizable emblem of Saint Benedict today is the so-called Jubilee Medal. According to the Catholic Encyclopedia:

It is doubtful when the Medal of St. Benedict originated. During a trial for witchcraft at Natternberg near the Abbey of Metten in Bavaria in the year 1647, the accused women testified that they had no power over Metten, which was under the protection of the cross. Upon investigation, a number of painted crosses, surrounded by the letters which are now found on Benedictine medals, were found on the walls of the abbey, but their meaning had been forgotten. Finally, in an old manuscript, written in 1415, was found a picture representing St. Benedict holding in one hand a staff which ends in a cross, and a scroll in the other. On the staff and scroll were written in full the words of which the mysterious letters were the initials. Medals bearing the image of St. Benedict, a cross, and these letters began now to be struck in Germany, and soon spread over Europe. They were first approved by Benedict XIV in his briefs of 23 December, 1741, and 12 March, 1742. The Jubilee Medal below was first struck in 1880 to commemorate the 14th centennary of St. Benedict’s birth.

Having gone to a Benedictine university and my family having a close relationship with the Benedictine community there, I learned from the monks a lot of clever traditions surrounding the Medal of Saint Benedict ranging from burying blessed medals in the foundations of buildings to protect them from evil, to hanging large bronze copies over the doors of houses and barns to protect inhabitants as well as one famous example where a monk hid them in the corner of a classroom where students were known to have sex on campus after hours which stopped them from ever doing it in the classrooms again.

The Medal

The front of the medal typically depicts St. Benedict holding his Rule; next to him, on a pedestal, is the cup that once held poison, shattered after he made the Sign of the Cross over it. The other pedestal is topped by the raven, who is about to carry away the poisoned bread. In very small print above these pedestals are the words: Crux s. patris Benedicti (The Cross of our Holy Father Benedict).

Underneath St. Benedict are the words: ex SM Casino MDCCCLXXX (from holy Monte Cassino, 1880).

Surrounding the entire face of the medal are the words: Eius in obitu nostro praesentia muniamur (May we at our death be fortified by his presence.)

On the obverse of the medal there is a cross with the initials C S S M L - N D S M D, which stand for the rhyme:


Crux sacra sit mihi lux!
Nunquam draco sit mihi dux!


The Holy Cross be my light;
Let not the dragon be my guide.

In the corners of the Cross are C S P D, which stand for the same words found on the front over the pedestals: Crux s. patris Benedicti (The Cross of our Holy Father Benedict).

Above the Cross is the word “Pax” (Peace), one of the handfulls of Benedictine mottoes.

Surrounding the entire back of the medal are the initials to the words of the exorcism: V R S N S M V - S M Q L I V B, which stand for the rhyme:


Vade retro Satana!
Nunquam suade mihi vana!
Sunt mala quae libas.
Ipse venena bibas!


Begone, Satan,
Do not suggest to me thy vanities!
Evil are the things thou offerest,
Drink thou thy own poison!

There are many variations of the medal, as mentioned above; sometimes used as the centerpiece in rosaries, sometimes incorporated into a crucifix, other times. Ideally one would take these medals to a priest to have blessed, though for those who may have some problems with this, the following is the approved blessing of the Catholic Church:

Blessing of the Medal of St. Benedict

Priest: Our help is in the name of the Lord.

Response: Who made heaven and earth.

Priest: In the name of God the Father + Almighty, Who made heaven and earth, the sea and all that is in them, I exorcise these medals against the power and attacks of the evil one. May all who use these medals devoutly be blessed with health of soul and body. In the name of the Father + Almighty, of His Son + Jesus Christ our Lord, and of the Holy + Spirit the Paraclete, and in the love of the same Lord Jesus Christ Who will come on the last day to judge the living and the dead.

Response: Amen.

Priest: Let us pray. Almighty God, the boundless Source of all good things, we humbly ask that, through the intercession of St. Benedict, Thou pourest out Thy blessings + upon these medals. May those who use them devoutly and earnestly strive to perform goods works be blessed by Thee with health of soul and body, the grace of a holy death, and remission of temporal punishment due to sin. May they also, with the help of Thy merciful love, resist the temptations of the evil one and strive to exercise true charity and justice toward all, so that one day they may appear sinless and holy in Thy sight. This we ask through Christ our Lord.

Response: Amen.

The Miracles During his life and shortly after, many miracles were attributed to the holy Saint Benedict. The majority of them can be found in the encyclopedic Dialogues of Gregory the Great. Here are a few examples from book two:

“Benedict having now given over the school, with a resolute mind to lead his life in the wilderness: his nurse alone, which did tenderly love him, would not by any means give him over. Coming, therefore, to a place called Enside  and remaining there in the church of St. Peter, in the company of other virtuous men, which for charity lived in that place, it fell so out that his nurse borrowed of the neighbors a sieve to make clean wheat, which being left negligently upon the table, by chance it was broken in two pieces: whereupon she fell pitifully a-weeping, because she had borrowed it. The devout and religious youth Benedict, seeing his nurse so lamenting, moved with compassion, took away with him both the pieces of the sieve, and with tears fell to his prayers; and after he had done, rising up he found it so whole, that the place could not be seen where before it was broken; and coming straight to his nurse, and comforting her with good words, he delivered her the sieve safe and sound: which miracle was known to all the inhabitants thereabout, and so much admired, that the townsmen, for a perpetual memory, did hang it up at the church door, to the end that not only men then living, but also their posterity might understand, how greatly God’s grace did work with him upon his first renouncing of the world. The sieve continued there many years after, even to these very troubles of the Lombards, where it did hang over the church door.” Dialogues. Of the Life and Miracles of St. Benedict. C.1. “Having now taken upon him the charge of the Abbey, he took order that regular life should be observed, so that none of them could, as before they used, through unlawful acts decline from the path of holy conversation, either on the one side or on the other: which the monks perceiving, they fell into a great rage, accusing themselves that ever they desired him to be their Abbot, seeing their crooked conditions could not endure his virtuous kind of government: and therefore when they saw that under him they could not live in unlawful sort, and were loath to leave their former conversation, and found it hard to be enforced with old minds to meditate and think upon new things: and because the life of virtuous men is always grievous to those that be of wicked conditions, some of them began to devise, how they might rid him out of the way: and therefore, taking counsel together, they agreed to poison his wine: which being done, and the glass wherein that wine was, according to the custom, offered to the Abbot to bless, he, putting forth his hand, made the sign of the cross, and straightway the glass, that was holden far off, brake in pieces, as though the sign of the cross had been a stone thrown against it: upon which accident the man of God by and by perceived that the glass had in it the drink of death, which could not endure the sign of life: and therefore rising up, with a mild countenance and quiet mind, he called the monks together, and spake thus unto them: "Almighty God have mercy upon you, and forgive you: why have you used me in this manner? Did not I tell you before hand, that our manner of living could never agree together? Go your ways, and seek ye out some other father suitable to your own conditions, for I intend not now to stay any longer amongst you.” When he had thus discharged himself, he returned back to the wilderness which so much he loved, and dwelt alone with himself, in the sight of his Creator, who beholdeth the hearts of all men.“ Of the Life and Miracles of St. Benedict. C. III.

"At the same time a certain clergyman, that served in the church of Aquinum, was possessed: whom the venerable man Constantius, Bishop of the same city, sent unto many places of holy martyrs for help: but God’s holy martyrs would not deliver him, to the end that the world might know what great grace was in the servant of God, Benedict: wherefore at length he was brought unto him,  who, praying for help to Jesus Christ our Lord, did forthwith cast the old enemy out of the possessed man’s body, giving him this charge: "Go your way, and hereafter abstain from eating of flesh, and presume not to enter into holy orders, for whensoever you shall attempt any such thing, the devil again will have power over you.” The man departed safe and sound, and because punishment fresh in memory useth to terrify the mind, he observed for a time what the man of God had given him in commandment. But after many years, when all his seniors were dead, and he saw his juniors preferred before him to holy orders, he neglected the words of the man of God, as though forgotten through length of time, and took upon him holy orders: whereupon straightways the devil that before had left him entered again, and never gave over to torment him, until he had separated his soul from his body.“ Of the Life and Miracles of St. Benedict. C. XVI. The Magic Traditionally, medals have been worn since the early times of the church for the protection and patronage of various holy men and holy women. Although magical practices have historically been forbidden, it wasn’t long before these medals and other jewelry would take the place of the ”diabolical“ amulets and talismans of the pagans. The Jubilee Medal of Saint Benedict is no different. The easiest method to employ the magical properties of the medal is through simply wearing the blessed item and perhaps reciting a prayer to Saint Benedict when you feel like you may be under spiritual assault or compulsion. Another, similar, employment would be to make the sign of the cross, and recite the Latin verse on the obverse side of the medal. This has been known for a long time to put to flight negative powers and temptations if recited with full faith.

For those who may practice New World forms of folk magic, one may incorporate the medal into a mojo or gris-gris bag.

Benedictine Mojo for Protection from Evil

Black flannel bag
Petition Paper
Angelica root
Three pieces Devil’s Shoestrings
Blessed Thisle
Blessed Salt
Saint Benedict Medal
Saint Benedict holy card

First, write the petition paper with your name written three, seven or nine times then, turning the paper clockwise write either, ’Vade retro Satana!‘or ’Begone, Satan!’ over your name the same number of times as you have written it.

On the obverse side of the petition paper, draw the cross as found on the medal and around it write your petition in a circle, in cursive, so that it forms a ring. Anoint the paper with a protection oil such as Run Devil Run, Fiery Wall of Protection, or Banishing oil on the four corners and in the center of the cross. Fold the paper toward you three times and place in front of the image of Saint Benedict then pray the following:

Glorious St. Benedict who taught us the way to religious perfection by the practice of self-conquest, mortification, humility, obedience, prayer, silence, retirement and detachment from the world, I kneel at your feet and humbly beg you to take my present need under your special protection (mention here). Vouchsafe to recommend it to the Blessed Virgin Mary, and lay it before the throne of Jesus. Cease not to intercede for me until my request is granted. Above all, obtain for me the grace to one day meet God face to face, and with you and Mary and all the angels and saints to praise Him through all eternity. O most powerful Saint Benedict, do not let me lose my soul, but obtain for me the grace of winning my way to heaven, there to worship and enjoy the most holy and adorable Trinity forever and ever. Amen.

Then pray one Our Father, one Hail Mary, and one Glory Be, then place the herbs and card in the mojo bag and close it, sewing the Jubilee Medal to the outside of the bag. Next, fumigate the mojo with frankincense incense and feed it with a dab of liquor such as rum or whiskey and anoint the medal with the protection oil. This should be repeated every day for at least a week while reciting each of the penitential psalms in order for even days, afterward it can be done once a week while omitting the psalms.

Blessing of Saint Maurus

Saint Maurus was the first disciple of St. Benedict of Nursia (512-584). He is mentioned in St. Gregory the Great’s biography of the latter as the first oblate; offered to the monastery by his noble Roman parents as a young boy to be brought up in the monastic life. Four stories involving Maurus recounted by Gregory formed a pattern for the ideal formation of a Benedictine monk. The following is a traditional blessing of the sick that can be done by anyone regardless of state of life.

Place above the sick bed a crucifix bearing the Saint Benedict Medal or, if impossible, the medal alone should suffice. The act of contrition should be said by both the person leading the blessing as well as by the sick, followed by the act of Faith, Hope and Charity, then the a prayer to Saint Benedict that the person be delivered, followed by three Our Fathers, Three Hail Marys and Three Glory Be’s in honor of the Holy Trinity.

The person leading the blessing approaches the sick and says,

V. Blessing and glory, and wisdom, and thanksgiving, honor and power and strength to our God forever and ever.
R. Amen.

V. My foot has stood in the direct way.
R. In the churches I will bless You, O Lord.

Through the invocation of the most holy name of the Lord may that faith, in which St. Maurus, by employing the words that follow, healed the sick, and in which I, though an unworthy sinner, utter the selfsame words, restore your health as you desire:

In the name of the most holy and undivided Trinity and supported by the merits of the most holy Father Benedict, I bid you, N., to rise, stand upon your feet and be cured, in the name of the Father and of the Son + and of the Holy Spirit.

R. Amen.

V. He that forgives the iniquities of his creatures.
R. May He heal your infirmities.

V. O Lord, hear my prayer.
R. And let my cry come to You.

V. The Lord be with you.
R. And with your spirit.

Let us pray

O God, the Creator, of all things, You ordained that Your only Son should take flesh of the Virgin Mary by the power of the Holy Spirit for the restoration of your people and You deigned to heal the wounds and infirmities of our souls by the redemption accomplished upon the sacred and glorious wood of the life-giving Cross: do You also vouchsafe through this powerful sign to restore health to Your servant N. Through the same Christ our Lord.
R. Amen.

Let us pray

Lord Jesus Christ, You conferred upon the master, blessed Benedict, the privilege of obtaining from You whatsoever he might ask in Your name: vouchsafe, through his intercession, to heal all the infirmities of this Your servant: in order that, being restored to health, he (she) may give thanks to Your holy name.

You live and reign with the Father and the Holy Spirit for ever and ever.
R. Amen.

The Blessing

Through the invocation of the Immaculate Mother of God and ever Virgin Mary, and the intercession of Saints Benedict and Maurus, may the Power + of God the Father, the Wisdom + of God the Son, and the Strength + of the Holy Spirit free you from your infirmities. Amen.

May God’s holy will be done, and may it be done to you as you wish and pray, for the praise and honor of the most holy Cross of our Lord Jesus Christ.

The person performing the blessing and the sick make upon themselves the sign of the cross with the relic of the Cross or the medal of St. Benedict saying:

May the blessing of Almighty God, of the Father and of the Son + and of the Holy Spirit descend upon us and abide with us forever.
R. Amen.

The sick person then kisses the cross or the medal of St. Benedict.
This blessing, if need be, may be repeated three times and the Rosary of the Blessed Virgin Mary are to be prayed according to the aforesaid intentions by the sick person, or by others in the person’s name.

And a final, if very simple method, can be used in lieu of holy water should there be non available or in case of sudden emergency.

Water of Saint Benedict

You will need:

A Ceramic Vessel

An image of Saint Benedict
A Jubilee Medal
A small amount of salt
A white cloth

Filling the vessel with water, place it on a white cloth in front of the image of Saint Benedict and a lit candle. Recite three Our Fathers, three Hail Marys, and three Glory Be’s in honor of the Holy Trinity. Next, take three pinches of salt and cast it into the water saying,

In the name of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Through the intercession of Saint Benedict, I cast out all evil from this water that it may be fruitful and healing to the benefit of man and put to flight all evil. Amen.

Then, place the medal in the water saying,

Admirable Saint and Doctor of Humility, you practiced what you taught, assiduously praying for God’s glory and lovingly fulfilling all work for God and the benefit of all human beings. You know the many physical dangers that surround us today often caused or occasioned by human inventions. Guard us against poisoning of the body as well as of mind and soul, and thus be truly a “Blessed” one for us. Amen.

Leave the medal in the water until the candle burns out, after which it can be used for exorcisms as well as sprinkled around one’s house or apartment for protection.

So I’m doing this edit challenge thing on my Star Wars Instagram and one of the tasks was to create an edit of your favourite SW movie. Well, naturally, I chose Rogue One because I adore it even more than the originals - which is something I never thought would happen. Anyway, I was online, looking for the hd screencaps and decided to add a picture of Jyn and Cassian’s embrace to my collage. Once I found it, I began humming “Your Father Would Be Proud” and started crying like a baby. Then, I watched Rogue One with my mom today and cried again as the final Scarif scene played out. I’m pretty sure that I’ll be ninety years old and still traumatised over Rogue One.💔😭

The edit’s nothing fancy, but if you want to see it, click here.

The walking dead, part 3

The original story can be found here I really liked it, but I wanted it to continue, so I decided to do it myself. So I don’t own the story, I just edited it. (The story takes place during the season 6 after mid-season finale when Carl lost his eye. No Negan, yet. Sorry for the first picture, I couldn’t find a suitable one where is Rick and Carl with in a good quality and Carls has an bandage…)

Part 2:

The all had breakfast together in the kitchen. Both Rick and Carl were terrified of what Michonne might ask them. But eventually everything went smoothly, because Michonne was suppose to be on watch. She kissed Carl in Rick’s body, which made him embarassed. Rick was finding actually really funny to watch. When Michonne left, Carl started to talk:

“Dad? I don’t know if I can keep this a secret. It has been just a few minutes and I am already scared that Michonne will find out.”

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If he were awaked by his crying child! (Quartet Night ED.)

You and your guy head to bed after a long day. You’d been awake since 6 am with your 3 ½ month old child. Now was your first opportunity since 6 to get some type of rest. After only an hour you hear: WAAAAAAH! WAAAAAH! , coming from the nursery across the hall.

NOTE: (parenthesis)- you speaking; *bold print following astrick*- Actions; REGULAR PRINT- him speaking. 

REIJI: (Rei-chan… He’s crying again. It’s your turn right?) *you roll over to see that Reiji was actually missing. The crying immediately began to sound closer than it should. You lie there a little longer. ‘Maybe Reiji is in the hallway with him.’ you thought. Eventually you get out of bed to figure out. When you got to the nursery you realized that your son was missing as well along with the toy box. That was when you’d realized the crying sounded repetitive almost… unreal. You’d known that if your son had been crying for a while he’d start to kinda wheeze. You go out to the hall and notice that the crying was loudest in there and that….It was coming from the cabinet? Out of utter panic, you open it to see on of Reiji’s old beat up tape player. You ejected the  tape and scoffed at the label 'Crying PRANK!’. You huff and head down the stairs, where you’d find your husband lying on the floor shirtless with your son beating him with various toys. Reiji was playfully attacking him as well. You smile, lower yourself on all fours and 'attack’ them both with kisses. Well, your son got kisses and your husband received a little beatdown for waking up in the middle of the night.*

RANMARU: ZzzZzzz… Zz–Oi! (Huh? What time is it?) 4:26… (Damn, that’s right… It’s probably time to feed her again. Could you feed her this time?) *he sighs* Why don’t you go? You know she cries at just the sight of me. (I’ll make you the best steak dinner you’ve had in your life.) I do like your steaks… *After careful consideration, he rolls out of bed but not without snatching you out of bed to tag along.* (H-Hey! What the hell, Ran?!) Shut up, I can’t do it alone. *He awkwardly reaches for her* (It’s okay, Ran! You can do it!) Thank but I didn’t ask for a cheerleader. (Fine. I guess I’ll go back to bed now.) NO! Stay with us. (Fine…) *He held her closely in his arms and rocked her. You could see that he was obviously becoming flustered as her crying seemed to old get louder. It was adorable to you to say the least.* (I was trying to see if you’d figure it out but if you changed her diaper she’d more than likely calm down. *he attempts to hand her over to you* (Ohoh, no sir. It’s your turn to take diaper duty.) My turn? But isn’t that your job? (My job? Oh no, I don’t believe it is… So get to work.) *the baby’s crying slacked up a bit aside from a few sniffles here or there as he laid her down gently on the diaper station. You stood by his side as he called out orders.* Help me unbutton this thing… Here. Throw that away… Pass me a wipe… Hey, where is the box of diapers. I need a new one… Oh, thanks… Hmm.. Let’s see. Oh, right! Gimme the powder… Alright… Can I tighten this now? *you nod. After she was changed into a fresh diaper the cries turned into giggles She’d even started kicking her little legs.* (See? That wasn’t so bad right?) Tch… *you lean over to kiss him lovingly.* (I love you, Ran.) *he picked up his daughter, his cheeks lightly dusted pink and smacked his lips.* Does this mean I still get steak? (Well, you shouldn’t because the deal was you come here alone. But since you did such a great job… How does all you can eat steak sound? They way you want it made-to-order. *his eyes lit up with excitement.* Hey, have I ever told you that I loved you? (Nope. Not that I recall.)

AI: *Ai quietly exited the bedroom to check on his son. You follow him to see if everything was alright. You furrowed a brow when you saw Ai lean over the crib staring at him instead of picking him up.* (What’s the matter?) According to my diagnostics, there are no signs of hunger, dirty diaper, tummy troubles or teething. (Well, that last one was obvious don’t you think? It’s way too soon for him to be teething.) I will take his temperature. *you blankly stare at Ai as he rests his finger on his son’s forehead.* There are also no signs of fever or illness… *you sigh and lift your crying son into your arms. The crying stopped so you went on to rock him while patting his back until you heard a small belching sound from him. You looked over at Ai was watching you both carefully.* (Hey Ai. Did you burp him after his last feeding?) No. (Then, that was the problem.) Hm, I didn’t mention the possibility of gas.

CAMUS: (Myu~?) *he sigh at the nickname. You’ve been married for almost two years now and he still got flustered.* What is it woman? Oh! She’s crying?! *without another word Camus rushed to the rescue. From the bedroom you could her him gently consoling her. His deep voice soothed her every time. You’d given him a moment before following him. He’d always had everything under control. It was you that normally had issues calming down your daughter. Soon, it got very silent. So you sneak down the hall to peek at them. You see Camus rocking his daughter in his arms. They were in his comfy rocking chair that was originally for the living room but she’d loved it when he sat there with her so it stayed. You smile at the beautiful picture they made under the moonlight.* I love you so much, (D/N). *You go back to the room to grab your phone. You had to take a picture! It’d taken you a while to find it. You remembered him hiding it from you because you had it out at dinner. When you finally found it and returned to the nursery you found them both asleep. This wasn’t the first time they’d fallen sleep together but it was cuter an cuter every time for you.*


I’m finally done with my update of my Harry Styles sim. The first version is the old one and the second is the new one ^^

And here is a bonus picture of him in the hairs that I’m probably gonna using on him (minus @cool-sims ’s Blackout hair bun which can be found here)

Hair one - here retextured by @thepathofnevermore (the original hair made by rowansims is deleted, but you can find another retexture by @missparaply here) | Hair two - here by @darkosims3 | Hair three - here retextured and converted to male by @thepathofnevermore (originally by @cool-sims)

[harry’s handwriting font by @yourssincerelylarry]

Originally posted by curlsgetgirls

I’m wcif friendly so if you have any questions just ask <3

(@dreamteamsims @unmeshedsim sup I’m alive)

The walking dead body swap

The original story can be found here I really liked it, but I wanted it to continue, so I decided to do it myself. So I don’t own the story, I just edited it. (The story takes place during the season 6 after mid-season finale when Carl lost his eye. No Negan, yet. Sorry for the first picture, I couldn’t find a suitable one where is Rick and Carl in a good quality and Carls has an bandage…)

Rick and Carl had an argument about Carl and Enid sneaking out together. Both of them went to bed that night in less than a good mood with each other.

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Big Sleepover *Rafinha/Neymar imagine*


“I hear you already Rafinha, but I won’t be home till 10 o’clock so I don’t know what sleepover you’re talking about” I said as I drove

He chuckled, “Oh I don’t think you’ll  be home that late Y/N” He said

I shook my head, “What do you mean, if I have to work late I don’t think you can control that Raf”

“Why don’t you look around your office then”

“My office?”

“Yeah turn to your right”

I looked over as I reached the light and my mouth dropped, “Dude” I said

Rafinha just waved through the windows, and smiled. His laughter broke out through my car from the phone. “This sleepover is still happening Y/N race you home” He said

“Race! Are you nuts!” I said as he drove off

I sighed, and stepped on it. When I finally reached my house Rafinha, was leaving on his car and Neymar on the other side. I parked my car and got out, “Why the hell are you speeding?” I asked him smacking his arm

Rafinha chuckled, “Just remember to always check surroundings when planning on lying Y/N” He said as the two of them followed me into the house.

“Whatever you say Rafinha” 

We entered the house, and they set their things on the couch and headed into the kitchen, “So when’s your roommate coming?” Neymar asked looking through the fridge and cabinets

I chuckled, “I don’t have a roommate” I said

He turned and looked at me his mouth opened, “You mean to tell me all this food, and beer is yours?”He asked

I nodded, “What I can’t have beer in my fridge?”

He put his hands up, “I’ve just never seen that in a girl’s fridge unless it was like her buying it on the way back to her place”

I chuckled, Rafinha sat on the counter eating chocolate that I’d had in a jar. The three of us for a little bit stayed in the kitchen eating, drinking, and telling funny stories for a little while. And after a while we headed to the living room. “We’re not watching soccer” I said to the both of them as Neymar grabbed the remote

They both looked at me, and groaned. “Come on , Y/N “Neymar said looking back at me

I raised an eyebrow, “I have to go to every game you guys, have at least let’s watch another sport” I said

Rafinha just held a little devilish grin on his face, “Alright no soccer I got you” He said

I sighed, and sat down next to him on the couch waiting. But you know what I think? I should’ve been a little bit more specific, because the next thing you know Rafinha puts on indoor soccer. “Rafinha” I said

Neymar and him did a high-five, and laughed. “Hey you never said nothing about indoor soccer, so technically it was an all go” He said shrugging

I rolled my eyes, “Let’s watch a movie?” I said


So Neymar got up and went towards my various collection of movies, “Why do you have Aladdin, Mulan, and the little mermaid?” Neymar asked turning towards me

I shrugged, “I asked her the same question” 

“You don’t even have kids?What about Nieces and Nephews?” He asked

“She’s an only child.” Rafinha piped in again

This time Neymar just shook his head at me, “I wonder about you Y/N”

I smiled, “What can I say they’re great movies”

He chuckled, and put the other movies back and putting one inside of the DVD player. At this time we all decided to go onto separate coaches minus Neymar who stayed at the end of Rafinha’s couch since it was long enough.

~After The Movie

Once the movie finished I was the only survivor, as the two boys fell asleep. And managed to get closer to each other than their original positions were,  I chuckled, and turned off the TV.

I looked around the couches on the floor for one of their phones, and finally found Neymar’s snapping a picture. I made sure to send it to myself, and then I took the picture to Instagram posting it on his page. Setting his phone back down on the couch, I placed a blanket over the two of them and headed to sleep.


I sat up and looked over to the two boys, Neymar was on the couch and a very confused Rafinha was on the floor rubbing his eyes. “What come on you know you loved it” I said looking over to him

Neymar’s eyes traveled to mine, and he raised an eyebrow. “Loved what?”

“Cuddling with Rafinha last night it was obvious”

“Wait you saw that?” He asked

I nodded, “And you didn’t think of pulling us apart or pushing one off the couch?” Neymar asked

I chuckled, “You both just looked so cute” I said

“Cute?”Rafinha questioned standing

I nodded, “Yeah”

He scoffed, “You need to work on your cuddling skills man” Rafinha said

I burst out laughing, “What the hell are you talking about?”Neymar asked

Rafinha pointed towards him, “You cuddle like you’re about to strangle somebody, you think women like that?”

Neymar pointed towards Rafinha, “You better shut up before I slap you back to sleep” He said

I laughed, “You guys just need to get your own TV show”I said

Giving me a scowl Neymar walked back to the fridge, grabbing the orange juice and drinking straight from the gallon. “Ney, I use that for the week” I said

He shrugged, “Should’ve put him on the floor”

I rolled my eyes and sat down at the counter, “Yo Neymar we gotta go, Marc called we got practice” He said

“Oh shit” Neymar said as he placed the orange juice back and grabbed his bag

“Thanks for the sleepover Y/N it was cool” Neymar said as he gave me a hug

I chuckled, “You’re welcome I guess”

I gave Rafinha a hug, and walked them outside to his car. When they both got in, I waved as they drove off and towards Camp Nou. When I went inside it was probably quiet for a totally of 30 minutes before, my phone began ringing and Lucas Lucco’s Vai Vendo blared through the house, meaning it was Neymar.

“Did you forget something? Or did you miss me that fast?” I asked

“I can’t believe you took a picture of it” He said

“Took a picture of what?” I questioned

I heard him scoff, “Can you believe this woman, Rafinha? She’s acting like she didn’t take a picture of us sleeping and then post it online for everyone to see” He said

I laughed, “Oh you saw that, that fast” I said chuckling

“Yeah Y/N I saw that”

“At least you know what Rafinha was talking about strangler”

“You know what Y/N? I’ll get you back for this, I have thousands of drunk pictures of you saved on Rafinha’s phone”

“Hey don’t bring me into this it’s your instagram man” Rafinha said

I chuckled, “Love you too”

“Just wait on it Y/N, just wait”