hello if you read this

anonymous asked:

Hello Colubrina, I just read your writing advice page (thank you so much for setting that up) however, I do still have a question. the majority of my characters sound very similar (dialogue patterns, nervous ticks etc). I am aware that differentiation will come in time the more I read and write, but if you have any tips for doing so that would be wonderful. I am currently struggling with writing male characters, most of them are too happy, energetic, adventurous... almost a caricature, not real.

I think a lot of that is practice and in a year you’ll do things without thinking about them that right now require conscious effort, but thing I sometimes do is write dialogue out then, in revision, start to shift things. Like…. does one character use elaborate vocabulary naturally while another uses the most direct speech possible. If direct-speaker uses a polysyllabic word, I change it. Does one character always hedge and turn things into a question? Does one use geographically specific slang? It helps to eavesdrop in public places and note how real people talk and then steal their cadence

That said, I’m honestly about ¾ of the way through a bestseller and the three main male characters have interchangeable speech patterns. I’m not sure it’s really that important.

I probably totally didn’t answer your question in any useful way. I’m sorry. Does anyone else have suggestions?

To put this in more perspective: love and hate sit on opposite ends of the same spectrum.
So yes, love and hate are the same thing. Passion
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- “Have no fear… For I am here now.”

Sometimes Todoroki dreams of the past. 

Midoriya lulls him back to sleep with soft touches and heavy nerdiness.

aceofalmonds  asked:

Hello! I read (and enjoyed!) the story you posted of your grandpa and his tree disposal methods, and so was looking for the story you mentioned of your other grandpa menacing a peach tree with a baseball bat, but can't seem to find it. Halp?

That would be because I haven’t posted it yet!  Many people have requested the story mentioned in the tags “Grandpa Menaces a Peach Tree With A Baseball Bat”, So here it is, with a side of “Grandpa Menaces The Iowa Relatives With Giant Corn”

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For the Full Context of this tale, you have to understand how my dad’s side of the family got to America in the first place.  Prior to 1917, they were all farmers of limited success that migrated from county to county, trying not to starve, until a covey of the Fitzpatricks heard that they could be shoveling shit in Grand Americay, far away from the people they owed money to, so they all fucked off to Iowa and somehow made a fortune in the real-estate business in the middle of the depression.  Despite now being comfortably middle-class, they never actually gave up farming, and having a pair of glowing green thumbs was a point of pride in the family.

So, when Grandpa moved out to California, specifically to the Salinas Valley, which is where an absurd percentage of the country’s food is grown because it’s full of probably the world’s most stupidly good soil,  Grandpa had to continue the tradition and set up a garden in the backyard, planted various crops and flowers in January because fuck you this is coastal California, I can start stuff in the middle of winter, and invited his sister Leone and her growing brood of (at the time, 5, later 9 children) out to visit.

They came out in July, to escape the Midwest humidity and Butter fetish for a time, when the corn is typically getting to be around knee-height if things are going well.  Grandpa spent a long time asking how things were back on the farm, plying them with ice tea and grandma’s lethal Angel Food cake, before politely inviting Leone and her Husband Scotty out back to see how his patch was doing, oh its not much really, just a bit of fun for me and the children-

Scotty and Leone stared at the nine-foot-tall goddamn corn which was already setting fruit because it had been going since January.  At the watermelon plant that had taken over the side-yard, and at the other oversize and thriving crops that had taken over grandpa’s yard.  There was a few moments of awed silence.

“Well fuck you Edwin.” Scotty eventually said, before Leone whopped him over the head and the rest of the visit was a pleasant diversion.

the following spring though, Grandpa received a package from Iowa, specifically a small peach tree with a note saying “With Love, Scotty.”

Leone knew better than to engage in such shenanigans, because this is irish-agrarian passive-aggressive Bullshittery at its absolute finest.  “Sure, yeah, you can do corn.  Any asshole can do corn.  TRY THIS FUSSY-ASS PEACH VARIETAL INSTEAD, YOU ASS”  is perhaps a more accurate translation.

Grandpa, not about to be intimidated by a mere tree, planted that sucker in the front yard and proceeded to pamper it- bone meal fertilizer, a brand-new irrigation system, the works.  Hell, he would go out some times and talk to the darn thing.  It flowered, and he borrowed a behive from one of the local farmers to make DARN SURE that it got pollinated, because he was going to mail peaches to Scotty for Christmas, that asshole.

The tree. Did not. fruit.

That fall, grandpa reccived a letter from Scotty, asking after a couple paragraphs of circumlocutions, how that tree he sent was doing?

Grandpa got up, made himself a martini, picked up Dad’s baseball bat, and walked out to the front yard to have a discussion with the Peach tree.  

“I’ve just received a letter.”  he explained, waving the paper at the tree. “Asking when you’re going to fruit.  Now, I think I’ve held up my responsibilities to you as your caretaker, so it’s time for you to start providing.  Do you understand?  This spring, you better start fruiting or I will personally take this bat to you and turn you to into kindling.”

He stepped close to the tree, sticking his face in the branches as though whispering into it’s hypothetical ear. “Do not test me, you little shit.”

The next week, the tree bloomed out of season, and by February, it had set an obscene amount of fruit, which grandpa gleefully turned into preserves and mailed back to Iowa.

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[place for a desperate comment about me trying to escape drarry hell and failing miserably]

about the 3rd pic: so jkr says that “harry lost his ability to speak parseltongue, about which he was glad and relieved” and sorry but I STRONGLY DISAGREE i want him to get a pet snake and have long conversations with it much to everyone’s annoyance

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hello everyone!

 good morning if you are reading this thomas (@thatsthat24) !

so yesterday i started making a 3d model of anxiety Thomas and i showed him while it was WIP and now its finished and i really really really hope you guys liked it and i hope Thomas will see this and also the texture on the jacket its messy i could fix it but it would take time and i was lazy to do it so i am sorry but anyways there it is and i hope you all liked it!

Thanks!

Me:*has lots of on going au’s that need updates*
Brain: ok you finished exams time to update everything.
Me:…
Me: but what about a Danny phantom au?
Brain: what no! Don’t start another au! Finish your current ones!
Me: *starts writing new au* sure I’ll get to it… eventually

“Regrettful killer” redraw!!

Bleh the original drawing was absolute shit, why did people like it??

Also super simple backgrounds are just the best, right?

!!Do NOT use my art in any way, shape or form without my permission, please and thank you!!

“Beauty and the Beast” sentence meme

Send one for my muse’s reaction

  • “Think of the one thing that you’ve always wanted. Now find it in your mind’s eye and feel it in your heart.”
  • “I want so much more than they’ve got planned!”
  • “Hello? Who said that?”
  • “What are you reading?”
  • “I am NOT a beast!”
  • “My room? But I thought…”
  • “Once this door closes, it will never open again!”
  • “Have you really read every one of these books?”
  • “As a specimen, yes, I’m intimidating!”
  • “I never thanked you for saving my life.”
  • “It just occurred to me that I’m illiterate and I’ve never actually had to spell it out loud before…”
  • “You’ll join me for dinner. That’s not a request.”
  • “Oh, you are very strong! This is a great quality!”
  • “I want adventure in the great wide somewhere.”
  • “You are the wildest, most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen! Nobody deserves you…”
  • “It’s more than I can bear.”
  • “You have to help me. You have to stand.”
  • “Hello! Pleased to meet you! Wanna see me do a trick?”
  • “Come into the light.”
  • “Oh, I’m not a princess…”
  • “You’ve taken me as your prisoner, and now you want to have dinner with me? Are you insane?”
  • “There must be something there that wasn’t there before.”
  • “Do you realize what you could have done? You could have damned us all!”
  • “Just a little change, small to say the least.”
  • “I will escape, I promise!”
  • “How lovely to make your acquaintance!”
  • “When we return to the village, you will marry me.”
  • “Pretty eyes, proud face, perfect canvas! Yes! I will find you something worthy of a princess!”
  • “Are there any other tasteless demands you would like to make on my artistry?”
  • “I was the one who had it all.”
The Five Times You Encounter Dean Winchester

Word Count: 2,914

Warnings: Drinking. 

A/N: I missed writing Dean, so this happened :) Hope y’all enjoy! Let me know ^^ 

Originally posted by out-in-the-open


Five Years Old
There is a new kid in your kindergarten class. He’s quiet, has freckles all about his tiny face, and wide green eyes. He stands next to the teacher as she introduces him to everyone and you smile widely when you realize that the only open seat in the classroom is the one next to you.

A new friend and you’re thrumming with excitement as he takes his seat next to you.

“Dean!” you exclaim, making him jump.

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The Brown Bottle

Pairings: Alpha!Werewolf!Sam x Omega!Werewolf!Reader - A/B/O

Word Count: 3400+

Summary: Sam is rough around the edges, you do your best to avoid him until one night you discover he’s your true mate and instincts take over. This is really just a lot of smut and a little plot to ease things along. 

My twist on a/b/o dynamics.

Beta:  @just-another-busy-fangirl

Warnings: NSFW gif, knotting, mating, breeding, dominance, claiming, fingering, unprotected sex, biting, dirty talk, rough sex, some dom/sub overtones.

Your name: submit What is this?





You stop in your tracks, clutching an open hand over your abdomen.

“Shit,” you mumble under your breath as an afterthought. Shit doesn’t quite do this kind of pain justice. This cycle’s heat has brought what your mother, Millie (owner and proprietor of The Brown Bottle), refers to as The Real Motherfuckers. The kind of cramps that stop a woman unexpectedly while on her way to work well after sundown. The two generic suppressants you popped an hour earlier aren’t working as well as you hoped and you find yourself wishing you’d taken a third.

These are indeed The Real Motherfuckers.

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Dark Souls’ Kings And Lords

Gwyn: I will raise this son as a daughter and in general take a whole diarrhea on him regardless of his merits and accomplishments because he was born aligned to a different aspect than me. I will also disown my other son and erase any records of his identity and history. I embarked on genocide of dragons for possibly very shady reasons, and was fully on board with a dangerous project to recreate that which cannot be replicated, resulting in a catastrophic failure that mutated a wise and peaceful civilization into murderous beast. You are supposed to feel bad about having to kill me, as the sad piano that plays while we duke it out suggests.

King of Oolacile: Dude, what if we totally dabbled in the forbidden arts with our golden sorceries (read: utility spells) as our only back-up and tortured this ancient conglomeration of twisted existences that we revived just to satisfy our sick curiosity? That’d be RAD, I hope nothing about this bites us in the ass down the lane, am I right.

The Four Kings: Man, it was really a challenge, but we finally got this whole New Londo jimjam going strong and steady! *phone rings* GUYS, THIS SNAKE THAT ANTAGONIZES EVERYTHING WE STAND FOR PROMISES TO TEACH US THE 120% ILLEGAL ART OF LIFEDRAIN, LET’S ROLL, I MEAN, WHAT’S THE WORST THAT COULD HAPPEN?

King Vendrick: *playing the harmonica off-note in his shitty crypt* I married this really hot chick but she turned out to be, like, a literal aspect of darkness hell-bent on the obliteration of civilization, so, hey, whatevs, man, you gotta compromise in marriage, right? *takes a swig of a black label Johnnie Walker* she then was like “honey, you gotta murderize that entire civilization of peaceful giants”, so we did! It was GREAT, we lost over half of our population, I redefined the concept of “war crime”, it was mad cool, man, well, except for the part where I realized what I had done, engaged full pussy mode, and locked myself in a crypt, where I took to wandering naked and afraid while my bodyguard protects me, despite the fact that I am insanely strong and immortal and wise. WHATCHA GONNA DO *LIFTS ARMS IN MOCK SURRENDER* *LAUGH TRACK PLAYS*

Duke Tseldora: SPIDERS

The Sunken King: Whew! That took a LOT of time, but we finally did it! We built a whole city around this slumbering dragon, our object of worship! This is, in no way, a dangerous idea at all. You know what is also not dangerous? Why, those famed Dragonslayers coming over by yonder, the Drakeblood Knights, led by Sir Yorgh, famed Dragonslayer! Let’s see what they want!

Old Iron King: LOOK AT ALL THIS METAL, HOMIE. LOOK AT MY COOL ASS SAMURAI MAN TEACHING MY KNIGHTS TO BE SAMURAI, HOMIE. LOOK AT THIS BITCHIN’ FUCKIN’ FORMER DRANGLEIC KNIGHT, RAIME, WHO CAME TO SERVE ME, HOMIE. YEAH BABY, WE GOT IT ALL IN THE IRON KINGDOM, WE GOT THESE CROSS-CULTURAL SAMURAI KNIGHTS PIMPING UP THE PLACE WITH PLATE ARMOR AND IAI, MAN, AND WE– H-hold on, Alonne, baby? Where you going, man? Baby, no, I can change, I swear, please come back, baby, NO, BABY, ALONNE *SHANKS ALONNE* aw fiddlesticks well I guess my kingdom goes to fuck now ‘cause I will throw the biggest, meanest tantrum in the history of big diaper pissbabies LET’S GO

Ivory King: Hello! I love you! Yes, you! Whoever is reading this, I love you! I really do! And while I love you a lot, there’s someone I love even more, and that’s my beautiful wife, Alsanna! God, I love my wife, she’s so beautiful and kind and smart, I just want her to be happy forever. I know, she’s a literal aspect of darkness who came with evil intentions and zealous desire to raze my lands, but, I know that anyone, anyone, is capable of redemption, and my love has confirmed that. I love my wife, and I love my kingdom Eleum Loyce, my capable knights, my beautiful tigers, my kingdom of snow and peace! Wanna know a secret? I built my kingdom right on top of the Old Chaos to contain it, to keep it in check, so it wouldn’t rampage across the world. Ah, I’m really sad to have to cut this short, but my soul, well, it wavers. After so many years of fighting it, my very fabric is yielding to the overwhelming chaos. As an ultimate act of sacrifice, I will give myself to the Flame, contain the whole essence of the Old Chaos within my body, and keep it wrested to the ground, so it can never harm anyone evermore. I am glad to have met you, but I must go now. Please live a wonderful life! Shout out to my beautiful wife!

Yhorm the Giant: *hands you the one thing that can kill him* I AM HONESTLY TRYING TO MAKE THINGS BETTER, PLEASE TRUST ME. AND IF I GO COO-COO, USE THAT TO KILL ME, AND ALSO, I AM PUTTING AWAY MY GREATSHIELD SO IT IS EASIER TO HIT ME IN CASE I GO BAD, BUT PLEASE, I AM JUST TRYING TO BE GOOD, BRUSH YOUR SEATBELT AND FASTEN YOUR TEETH.

Oceiros, the Consumed King: *spams your Facebook feed with photos of his invisible baby*

Nameless King: Funny story, but I am actually not a king. Anyways, check out these delayed attacks and these FPS drops.

Prince Lothric: What If Stay Home Instead

Study Hard {Sirius Black x Reader *SMUT*}

I think this is the third time I posted this. It keeps on getting deleted for some reason so i’m sorry if it’s popping in and out of your dashboard. 

Sincerely,

Nat Meg.

Request: Can you make a young Sirius x reader smut? Like he wants some attention and that’s what he gets

WARNING: sexual themes, rough

@iwillpoundyoumikey @all-the-hp-love


Enjoy!

Time had passed by quite fast and (Y/n) have been unaware of this. She had been studying for hours upon hours, her mind completely immersed in every lesson and chapter. She was normally not this studious and would rather read other books, preferably something intriguing and not the names of every plant that could heal a doxy’s bite if it weren’t for her N.E.W.T.S.


(Y/n) took a deep breath and was about to flip to the next page when she heard loud voices coming from the doorway.

“Got it from a muggle store! I told them I wanted one of those black dragonskin jackets and no questions asked and voila, they gave it to me!” Sirius bragged loudly to his housemates who were all awed. He straightened his brand new leather jacket and ran his fingers through his hair, making the ladies squeal, but he had one girl in mind.

He approached you from behind the couch where you sat, resting his chin on your shoulder before giving you a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Hello, love. Haven’t seen you all day,” he smiled, “What’re you reading?”

“Healing herbs,” (Y/n) replied.

Sirius immediately picked up the humorless tone in your voice and so he brushed the back of his fingers on your cheek, gently turning your face to meet his eyes.

“But you’ve been studying all the day. I missed you.” He tucked your hair affectionately behind your ear.

“I know, sweetheart. I just need to study for the exams.”

Sirius tilted his head, something that made your heart melt and swell.

“Maybe you should read someplace else, mm? So you could um…concentrate better?” His voice lowered, thick with lust but (Y/n) did not notice.

The common room was now full of other students, loudly chattering, so it was no longer a quiet place to study. Maybe Sirius has a point. Oblivious to his intentions, (Y/n) smiled and nodded.

A different scenery might just help a lot and to be with Sirius would certainly help her study better since he was great in almost every class. She closed her book while Sirius followed her from behind, eyeing her short skirt as she climbs up the stairs to their dormitory.

He closed the door gently, locking it with a spell. (Y/n) sat down on one of the beds and opened her book to where she left off but Sirius had a different idea in mind.

He transformed himself into his animagus form, a large black dog with his neck tie as a red collar, before walking up to the bed where you sat. He sniffed your socks and began to tickle your toes with his nose.

“Sirius! Tsk, no!” You pulled away, tucking your legs to your chest. “I’m not in the mood.”

The dog whined and hopped onto the bed, continuously sniffing you and licking your hands but seeing as you were definitely not giving up easily, he took the book from you and dashed under the bed.

“Sirius! Get back here! I am not playing games!”

This only made him happier so he wagged his tail and ran around the room while you chased him. It went for a few minutes with you casting spells and charms to make him stop but he was quicker. After a few hexes, however, you managed to knock him out. He slowly transformed back into his human form, his back against the wall with your book between his teeth.

You took it from him and he smirked once more, “Still gonna study, love?”

With a shake of your head, you replied to him and gave a sigh, “I believe not. I won’t be able to pay attention anymore.”

“Then have it on me.”

He kissed you deeply and pulled you against his chest, his hands on your waist. You kissed him back with the equal amount of adoration and pure lust, tasting him, feeling him. His tongue began to lick your lips and even felt brave enough to slide inside your mouth, coaxing your tongue to come out and play. You moaned softly against his hardening length before whispering close to his ear.

“Was this your plan all along? To distract me?” You teased, “ Because if it is…”

You wrapped your hand around his neck tie, pulling him close before licking a long stripe from his jaw to the shell of his ear.

“You’ve been a very bad dog.”

Sirius was beyond aroused. His cock stiffened and he could not contain it any longer. He needed attention and you were going to give it to him whether you liked it or not. He did not need anymore teasing. He wanted the main event, the highlight, the damn fucking main dish.

He swiftly removed his jacket and shirt, revealing his toned chest before ripping away your blouse, leaving it as a torn piece of fabric lying on the floor. You immediately jumped and he caught you by the thighs, continuing his hot kisses on your throat. He nipped your skin softly, leaving you moaning and grinding against his hard on.

“Mm, I feel you, love. So sweet.”

He skillfully unhooked your bra and had you pressed against the wall, his mouth now trailing down from your collarbone to the top of your breasts. He began to suck on your skin, marking you as his own, leaving hickeys behind. They would surely stay for days just like last time but at this point, you were sure that everybody knows who they belong to. He gave you a quick peck and moved to your nipples, sucking it into his mouth. He flicked it with his tongue while his other hand groped your other breast, making you moan louder.

“A-Ah, Sirius…T-That feels…good,”

“Come on, sweetheart. Onto the bed,“

He commanded. You headed towards the nearest bed and laid down, sprawled out on the sheets with heaving breaths. Sirius crawled on top of you slowly like a hungry predator approaching its prey, his eyes staring back at you. It sent shivers down your spine to see him so primal and wild but it also excited you as you have never seen him like this before. He hovered above you and tugged your skirt down, removing it completely. His eyes landed on your panties and the wet spot that had now formed on the cloth.

“Is that for me, darling?”

“Yes, Sirius.”

“Mm, love it when you say my name,” He knelt down between your legs and spread them apart. “I would love it more if you screamed it.”

He quickly removed your panties and dove into your womanhood, tasting the juices that trickled down. Your hand automatically went to his hair, grabbing a fistful. His fingers moved to your opening, his thumb pressing into your clit in such a way that made you writhe beneath his merciless tongue and fingers.

“Oh, Sirius! Mm…”

He licked up and down slowly, making sure you enjoy every second he dragged his tongue across your folds. You were already soaking by the time he stuck two of his fingers inside you, you gripping the sheets hard. He kept his pace quick and fast, allowing them to slide in and out of you easily until you were nearing your climax. That’s when he had to stop and kiss your lips to taste you once more.

“Please don’t tease me anymore. I want you so bad.”

You did not need to say it again. Sirius removed his pants and boxers and pumped his thick cock in front of you. You couldn’t help but admire the way he bit his lip as he pleasured himself before slicking your folds with his pre-cum. He gently pushed in, savoring every inch that entered your tight cavern, moaning so quietly until he bottomed out. He pulled all the way and thrusted back once more, creating a slow rhythm that had you wrapping your legs around his waist.

“Ugh, so tight, m’ dear! Feels so fucking good. And it’s all for me.”


He growled. He rested his elbows on the mattress and started increasing his speed. He thrusted hard and fast, driven to feel the need to you make come. You were his princess, his queen, and his goddess and deserved nothing but the best. The bed began to squeak and scratch the floor, no doubt leaving behind marks. He was slamming himself inside you and could not care less of the damage the two of you caused in the room. You were entrapped in this moment of intense pleasure and passion the man you loved.


After a few more minutes, Sirius pulled out and carried you to the top of the bed where you were close to the wall.

“Come on, baby. I want you on your hands and knees,”

You sat up and positioned yourself before him, your arse in front of him.


“So nice for me, love. That’s a good girl.”


He slid back inside you and continued thrusting, his pace quicker than ever. He soon began to hit your g-spot and it was at this moment, you were already moaning and screaming. Your insides were clenching onto him tight as you were pushed near your climax.


“Ahh! S-Sirius! Oh my God,” you screamed, “A-Ah! I’m so close!”

“Oh, love. Yes! Do it for me, baby. Come for me. Doing so well!”

He gave your arse a loud smack before draining thick spurts of his cum inside you while you released as well. It was the best climax you’ve ever had and even though you were not his first, Sirius admitted that no one had ever made him cum that much. He panted heavily as though he ran for miles before pulling out and lying beside you.

“That was…amazing,” He smiled, pulling a blanket and covering the two of you.

“Mm, I enjoyed it.” You replied, giggling. You scooted close to him and rested your head on his chest, your fingers tracing circles on his skin. He yawned wide and kissed your forehead softly.

“I promise you we’ll study tomorrow. No more distractions.”

The two of you soon fell fast asleep, all safe and sound.



“Blimey, Padfoot, you could’ve at least had the decency to clean up. All your clothes are on my bed,” James scolded.

“And my lamp’s broken! Even the drawers are a mess!”  Peter complained.

“Trust me, boys, both of you have the least damage,” Remus sighed and wiped his face with his hand frustratedly. “At least you don’t have scratches on your walls and floors.”

“What can I say? We study hard,” Sirius replied with a grin.

reginacordium13  asked:

Hello, Cherry. Could you please shed some light on signs and gemstones? I've read so much on this topic and I only get more and more confused. I would love to know your opinion! ^.^

hey, i used to study crystals a lot, i found it hard bc i am not a visual person. but they are forms of energy and some can resonate with certain signs and accelerate or relieve energy, there are some i have found over the years that help certain signs

Aries: Aragonite - promotes patience and acceptance, calms the the mind and body, dispels self contempt. Ruby -  refills depleted energy supplies, heals overexertion and exhaustion, lights a steady and warm inner flame. Blue Obsidian - provides a sense of peace. Aventurine - dispels anger and hostility, restores health to head region 

Taurus: Citrine - fortune, income, stability. Garnet -  helps exchange materialism for spiritual peace, promotes abundance from within. Goshenite helps to dispel tired, destructive habits 

Cancer: Emerald - helps articulate thoughts, encourages domestic pleasure. Green Dioptase - Releases past-life and current-life emotional traumas, heals one’s inner child. Halite - protects from negative and poisonous energies 

Gemini: Fluorite - intellect and concentration. Amber accelerates everything and Gem needs everything cos they are everyone. Red Jasper - balances yin and yang. Yellow fluorite - Heals sub-personalities and negative inner voices

Leo: Kunzite - heals self - negativity and self-depreceating voices, reduces negativity caused by fear and insecurity. Coral blue - heals the relationship with inner child, disintegrates trauma from an early age. Suglitle - helps to identify what gives will be given to the world. Tiger’s Eye: energises pride, power, and courage

Virgo: Rhodonite (relieves anxiety), accelerates generosity, Carnelian -  promotes logic, clarity, and perception. Sodalite - helps infuse analysis with intuition. White Mother of Pearl -  aids in knowing that everything is okay, also helps immune system

Libra: Herkimer Diamond -  promotes mental clarity, positivity, aids living peacefully, connects to other dimensions and stars. Coral - supports intuition and intellect for creativity. Jade - harmonises chaotic relationships. Septarian - Takes in energy and psychic information from and about other people when they are focused upon 

Sagittarius: Apophylite-  illuminates truth and accelerates intuition, generates light. Magnetite - hip and leg relief, grounding stone. Orange Sapphire - stimulates one’s desire for soul growth and experiences that lead to soul growth. Labradorite - connects spiritual and physical worlds

Scorpio: Botswana eye Agate allows for exploration into the unknown, Red Coral balances physical and spiritual worlds, Malachite - transformation and embracing of new challenges. Pink Sapphire - heals heart scars 

Capricorn: Onyx - durability and endurance, Citrine - income, stability, fortune, Sodalite encourages self esteem. Jasper, brings back to present time, regenerates and repairs the grounding system. Orpiment (orange)- Helps manifest their life purpose and path, highlights success pathways

Aquarius: Blue Goldstone (galaxy, astrologers stone), Atlantisite - enhances intuitive and cerebral functions, expands the mind, Giarsol Quartz - facilitates powers of the mind for goodness. Rosalite - educes stress and burnout, overstimulation, sensory overload and being overwhelmed

Pisces: White Phenacite - fills the aura with white light of protection. Kornerupine - grounds the overuse of psychic energy, heals the emotional heart, clears heart scars. Smoky Quartz - helps ground into this dimension and incarnation and planetary consciousness

-C.