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Okay, let’s just discuss the Weasley Twins in Slytherin, because, let’s be real, these boys were some cunning and ambitious mofos. 

  • Fred got Sorted first. He and everybody else thought he’d be in Gryffindor just like the rest of his family.
  • The Hat thought differently. Like, as soon he touched Fred’s hair, the Hat was like, ‘lol, nah bro. You Slytherin AF.’
  • So like, it’s a minute of silence before Fred just shrugs, like ‘a’ight’. And he goes and sits down and everybody just kind of blinks before McGonagall calls George’s name and the crowds like ‘okay the Weasleys can still redeem themselves.’
  • Then George is Sorted into Slytherin as well.
  • McGonagall’s eyebrow is twitching like she can just sense what kind of trouble the Twins of Terror are going to cause.
  • Seven years later as they cause the best fucking dramatic exit ever, she just tosses her hands in the air and goes ‘CALLED IT.’
  • But yeah, first year and people think they’d be uncomfortable af, right?
  • WRONG
  • They manage to find the Slytherin Common Room, and figure out the password before the Prefects can tell them so when everybody is flooding in, ready to go to bed that night, they just see Fred and George Weasley sprawled on the couches like, ‘Sup?
  • Snape hates them instantly. And he’s hella pissed because they are FUCKING AMAZING at potions. Like, they might be better than him- not that he’d ever admit it.
  • And so they’re left alone for the first month, because nobody knows what to do with them???? Cuz, like they’re pulling pranks left and right, and every now and then they’ll sit with their brothers???? At the Gryffindor table????
  • BUT, one day, some annoying-ass seventh year Slytherin calls them ‘blood traitors’, and he’s laughing like he’s proud but then he glances at them and sees they just have this look in their eyes.
  • The next day, as everyone floods in for dinner, the seventh year is found in the Great hall hanging from an ankle, completely decked out in Gryffindor colors
  • Fred and George Weasley are never messed with again
  • ALSO THEY MAKE REALLY GOOD FRIENDS AND DEFEND EVEN THE SEVENTH YEAR SLYTHERINS BECAUSE THEY REALLY AREN’T THAT BAD. YOU IDIOTS ARE THE ONES WHO ARE BEING DISCRIMINATORY
  • Fred hears a Gryffindor call the very same Slytherin from before a ‘death eater’ and legit just yells ‘FIGHT ME’ and straight up tackles the Gryffindor
  • The Slytherin just kind of stares and is like …why??
  • George comes upon and tosses his arm around his brother’s shoulders and says “Just consider the Weasley Twins as Slytherin’s last defense line.”
  • And then Christmas is coming up, and they’re kind of, maybe, a little bit, very scared of going home because they’re ENTIRE family has been in Gryffindor. Like- every. Single. One. of. Them.
  • They mention it to Bill, and he just scoffs and calls them wimps.
  • They’re the first ones through the Burrow’s door that holiday. They also learn, thanks to their mother, that their uncles Fabian and Gideon were both considered to be put in Slytherin.
  • Couple months later they get the Marauders Map, but that a whole other thing
  • And then for years, they’re wreaking havoc upon Hogwarts. Nobody is safe from their pranks, and every other week you can hear them talking about the joke shop they’re going to create.
  • During the twins’ fourth year, as more and more people become petrified, the entire Hospital wing is covered with balloons, and streamers, and everything to make brighter and happier. Nobody found out who did it.
  • Draco Malfoy and other ignorant people who use disgraceful words disappear for a week that year.
  • Also, when Hermione was in the library she found a piece of paper with pipes? written on it. That’s when it hits her. She never finds out who left it on the table.
  • The next year, the twins practically worship the ground that Remus Lupin walks on. They also meet an adorable dog that looks like the Grimm, and legit let it sleep in their room more often than not.
  • Their roommates are just like WTF???? But they don’t give a fuck, because let’s be real, these boys did nearly everything out of spite.
  • During their sixth year, there’s a LOT of shade thrown and bitter bitchiness.
  • and they totally didn’t use the foreigner’s ignorance to be able to prank them via their Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes cuz that’d be cruel, and wrong, and mean, and bad
  • Yeah, they 100% did
  • During the opening ceremony of their seventh year they walk into the great hall and see a toad wearing pink from head-to-toe and they exchange this very, very sly grin that has the underclassmen around them shaking
  • McGonagall sees it and just starts snickering to herself.
  • If everybody thought the Weasley Twins were terrible before… it was nothing to how they were that year.
  • Like, they manage to get a detention during the feast. Over the last six years they had racked up about 350 detentions. That year they, collectively, gained 462 detentions.
  • There weren’t even that many days year.
  • They broke the Marauders’ record. Remus and Sirius refused to talk to them for the first week after they left Hogwarts because of how bitter they were.
  • A day after they dropped out of Hogwarts they received a Howler that just said “UMBRIDGE IS FUCKING PISSED AS HELL!!!!! I AM SO PROUD OF YOU BOYS!”
  • They went to an Order meeting after getting it, and McGonagall is there and all she says to them is; “get any interesting mail today, boys?”
  • AND THEN THE FUCKING BATTLE OF HOGWARTS
  • THE BOYS LEAD THE TROOPS INTO BATTLE, AND THE TROOPS ARE SLYTHERINS AND IT’S GREAT BECAUSE THEY’D KNOW DEATH EATERS BEST AND CAN HELP THE MOST
  • THEY PROTECT THE YOUNGER ONES AND THEY USE WEASLEY’S WIZARD WHEEZES LEFT AND RIGHT
  • BLAISE ZABINI SAVES FRED WEASLEY’S LIFE BECAUSE THIS WAS THE MAN WHO HAS STOOD UP FOR SLYTHERINS FROM DAY ONE
  • AND THEN SLYTHERINS ARE SPECIFICALLY THANKED FOR HELPING TO WIN THE WAR!!!! AND IT’S FUCKING GREAT
  • ALSO IF ANYBODY EVER NEEDS TO GET INTO THE SLYTHERIN COMMON ROOM THEY CAN JUST SAY: “THE WEASLEY TWINS: SLYTHERIN’S LAST DEFENCE LINE”
  • I just… The Weasley Twins in Slytherin.
I Can’t Help Falling In Love

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader
Word count: 1,919
Warnings: Fluff. A dab of angst in the middle.
Request: ( Anonymous ) May I request an oneshot of Lucifer overhearing the reader playing the piano in the bunker (just pretend there’s one there even if there isn’t one) and singing a love song and realizing he’s in love with her but not sure how to tell her so because she’s a Winchester and a hunter and doesn’t realize that the love song she’s singing is about her feelings for him? Sorry if that sounds dumb.

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Klance shippers of voltron fandom I have a writing prompt for you

Ok so before I got into reading voltron fanfics I would spend my time reading transformers Prowl/Jazz fanfics and mystery skulls animated lewvithur fanfics and well tonight I went back to read some prowl/Jazz fanfics I remember about prowl courting Jazz in one of them where his program to went to mate was accidentally twitched on and and he did all these crazy things like collect shiny metal things to build a nest with and chase off any other interested in jazz as well as chase jazz around until he got/won jazz over and how amusing of a read that was and well a thought hit me

Why hasn’t any klance writers though of something like this with Galra Keith like

Come on always making it that Galra Keith just goes into heart and becomes this shy uncomfortable kitty cat that begs for sex seems to be a little out of character for Keith (and becoming overuse in some cases)

So I was thinking when Galra Keith gets into a rut or like with some felines there is a time most Galra hit a mating season and/or when they find someone their instincts screams out as a preferred mate their instincts to court the someone who woke up their instincts to mate by collecting soft things to build a nest, and hoarding food/drink and trying to keep said someone all to themselves and away from danger as well as show off what a good fighter they are and how much of a good mate they’ll be

Just imagine Galra Keith (or Keith Galra genes kick in) starting to get these mating instincts around Lance and at 1st he’ll think there’ll something wrong with him until Coran, pidge and hunk look up some information they’ll get form old Galra records the castle has back when the Galra got along with Alteans and were not at war with them and find out about Galra mating season and mating instincts (or the marmoral blades (is that the right way to spell the name of the Galra dudes that helped Shiro out?) tells them about Galra mating season/ instincts that kick in when a Galra find a person they want to become mates with) and that Galra once those instincts kick can’t help but listen to these instincts until enther they win the affections of the one their instincts call out to mate with and becomes mates with them) and they become mates for life so once a Galra has a mate they don’t go through this mate to mate with others every mating season and Galra of the right age to mate (maybe late teens is when it starts for them) ) or when mating season is over

Imagine how embarrassed Keith will be to find this out but he can’t really not listen to his instincts so he starts to just listen to them much to Lance’s embarrassment Keith starts to court him by bringing all these blankets and pillows (even soft plush) and makes a nest with them and following Lance everywhere when he’s not making the nest and collecting stuff for the next or hoarding food Keith will be trying to cuddle and snuggle up to Lance and hissing at anyone getting to close to Lance

But as embarrassing as Lance is about it he can’t help but find it cute

I mean the possibilities are endless with this being as no one has tried to write or draw anything of this trope for voltron klance yet

Heck you could even throw in alpha betas omega dynamics in it like this is what Galra alphas are like with omegas (yeah alpha Keith with omega Lance but you could make it Alpha Galra Keith with Altean Lance if you wanted to)

Think about it klance voltron fan writers you could have so much fun with this trope

When I was a child in this house in Novi, Michigan, we went to church in the basement.
I didn’t grow up in a religious family. In my house it was simple, Bruce Springsteen was the Lord, and “Born To Run” was the Bible. I remember burning that album for hours on end downstairs with my dad, Tenth Avenue Freeze Out turned up to 11, pretending to play along on any instrument I could find. I was baptized by rock & roll music.

A big part of my story is rooted in this guitar in my dad’s hands.
It’s an early 1980’s fender esquire. My mom bought it for him as a gift. He never learned how to play it, but it always knew how to put on a show for the neighborhood kids on Chase Drive. Later on, when the DALES clan became a party of five and moved west to Arizona, the guitar came too. It survived a big fall out of the trunk on Route 66, my failed first guitar lessons, and even my awkward teenage years when all I wanted was be a drummer.

Eventually I turned 18, the dream became real, and I got to tour the world for the several years. Meanwhile, the guitar collected dust in the garage.

When I started making the DALES record with Matt, I took a trip back to Arizona and begged my dad to let me take the guitar home with me to LA. After a bittersweet debate, he gave in and we were on our way to dust off the cobwebs. A part of me always knew I wanted to tell this story with the very instrument that was so deeply rooted into my childhood DNA. (I also wanted to learn how to really fucking play, thanks Matt.)

It’s an out-of-body experience to hold something in your hands and it feel like a time capsule to your first memories of music. A portal to a basement in Michigan where I felt the feeling for the first time,
the same feeling I’ll be chasing for the rest of my life.

Now not a day goes by where I don’t pick up this guitar.

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1982. The Number of the Beast

is the third album by legendary band Iron Maiden, released in March. It saw the debut of vocalist Bruce Dickinson, and the final appearance of drummer Clive Burr. The Number of the Beast met with considerable critical and commercial success and was a landmark release for the band,  The album was also controversial – particularly in the US – due to the religious nature of its lyrics and its artwork.

was the band’s first album to feature writing by guitarist Adrian Smith. In addition, the release saw Steve Harris adopt a different approach to writing, which would cater more for new vocalist Bruce Dickinson. The album’s producer, Martin Birch, remarked, “I simply didn’t think [former vocalist Paul Di'Anno] was capable of handling lead vocals on some of the quite complicated directions I knew Steve wanted to explore… when Bruce joined, it opened up the possibilities for the new album tremendously.

According to several interviews, Dickinson was heavily involved in writing several of the album’s songs, and in particular the tracks "Children of the Damned”, “The Prisoner” and “Run to the Hills”. Due to his previous band Samson’s ongoing contractual issues, Dickinson could not legally take part in any songwriting for the record, and had to make what he called a “moral contribution”, which meant he was able to influence particular tracks, but not provide enough creative input so as to earn a writing credit. The recording and mixing of the album had to be completed in only five weeks, after the band had spent too long constructing the new songs.  This was because the group were for the first time creating a new album from scratch, with very little material written prior to the record’s pre-production stage.

The album was strongly opposed by social conservatives – especially in the US, where Iron Maiden were accused of being Satanists. Public burnings of the band’s catalogue were organised, although some religious groups smashed the records with hammers, for fear of inhaling fumes from burning vinyl. The Beast on the Road tour was subject to numerous boycotts and demonstrations: venues were sometimes surrounded by activists who handed out leaflets and, in one case, a 25-foot cross was carried in protest. Harris has stated, “It was mad. They completely got the wrong end of the stick. They obviously hadn’t read the lyrics. They just wanted to believe all that rubbish about us being Satanists.

The cover was originally created for the song "Purgatory”, but Rod Smallwood deemed it of too high a calibre for a single release and decided to save it for The Number of the Beast album instead. The original 1982 artwork includes a blue sky in the background; this was a mistake by the printers of the album cover, and was later rectified and became black.

The Number of the Beast is a historical landmark, as it is where Iron Maiden first started on the path that would lead them to worldwide stardom, but it is a fucking great album all the way, too. It’s simple, it’s poppier than the previous albums, but it’s a well written, tight collection of songs from a band bursting with youthful fire. Maiden on here showed the first signs of their expertise at crafting memorable, hook-laden and commercially successful work, and it’s a testament to exactly how good writers they were that these songs are still so universally memorable and loved.

this ‘Masterpiece’ without a word of exaggeration is the greatest heavy metal record of all time – one that continues to enthral now and will no doubt do so for decades to come.

Steve Harris     Bruce Dickinson    Dave Murray   Adrian Smith    Clive Burr

So, you know how one of the ridiculous videos hockey teams make is the whole, let’s tour the players’ apartment! schtick?

So now I’m picturing the Falconers’ PR team deciding that Jack would be a perfect candidate for this year’s. I mean, he lives alone and is a quiet young guy, but not TOO young. They know about his past but know where he is in life now, so it’s not like they’re going to happen upon anything untoward. And he lives alone, which - it’s great when the younger guys room together and then the tours are kind of fun, college dorm type atmospheres, but let’s be real, college dorms are also kind of gross, and so are young men, even (especially) those who play hockey. And added bonus, it’s a check in the “look, he’s a normal guy who just had a rough time” column for those assholes out there who like to give Jack a hard time.

So they set up the tour and the day comes, and the camera crew comes in, and-

they’re not expecting the pies and cookies waiting for them, warm like they’re not long out of the oven. Or the sheer ABUNDANCE of Samwell clothing and memorabilia there is, both around the apartment, and in his closet, which seems to have a strange number of clothes in it that don’t quite look like they’d fit Jack. Or the fact that there are two bedside tables, one of which has a clock, and the other of which has a cookbook, with post-it notes marking recipes to try.

(and they definitely don’t expect the small blond spitfire coming through the door asking Jack how the filming went and then stuttering and getting red in the face when he realizes the cameras are still recording. it’s not Bitty’s fault they ran over because Jack started talking about his collection of documentaries.)

some of my headcanons about sirius black (✿◠‿◠)

- okay so this one technically isn’t mine i guess because i saw someone else post it i forget who but it’s that sirius is multilingual and i fell in love with it like can you imagine him fluently speaking italian out of no where or yelling in french when he gets mad just omg i could go on and on about this

- definitely played quidditch like idk i just can’t picture a sirius black that didn’t play quidditch

- had really pretty handwriting like i’m talking cursive, neat af, perfect loops, like it was remarkable and it bothered him so much but no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t help it

- sirius played the piano!!! and he was amazing!!!! from a young age he had lessons, and though he would never admit it he secretly loved it. like he could sit there for hours and just play. anyone who knew about it could tell you how beautiful it was and how lucky you were if you got to listen to him play

- okay so every year sirius had a huuuuuuuge birthday celebration like it was the party of the year. the professors eventually started to give up on attempting to shut them down because they were so insane like there was nothing getting in the way of these parties. harry was probably conceived at sirius’ 20th birthday bash. (the dates make sense just think about it)

- sirius loved muggle music. he originally only listened to it to piss off his parents but he grew to really love it, like waaaaay more than music in the wizard world. like can you imagine how many rolling stones and beatles records he had. and then when he moved in with james the collection just grew bigger and rock was basically blasting from the house 114% of the time. he also had a bunch of band tees too. actually now that i think about it they probably got high listening to the grateful dead all the time.

- pretty sure this is already a given but i feel like i gotta include that his hair was something completely out of this world like it’s indescribably amazing

- since we’re on the topic… MAN BUNS. LITERALLY BUNS. SIRIUS WEARING A BUN. JUST PICTURE IT. THEN PICTURE SIRIUS WEARING A BUN ALONG WITH NO SHAVE NOVEMBER. you’re welcome.

- sirius got top marks in school without even trying. he was just extremely intelligent but in the most nonchalant and un expecting way. like he wouldn’t be paying attention in class because he was thinking about his supply on dungbombs or some shit and the professor would call him out asking him about the lesson expecting him to be like “idk” but he would answer perfectly and no matter how hard they tried they couldn’t one up him. like they tried so hard to catch him off guard but never succeeded

- definitely the first person to realize that lily liked james. like he realized before lily even did. and he pestered her endlessly until he got her to admit it not only to him, but to herself. he&remus played a huge role in their getting together. it took a lot of hard work, time, patience, and bull shitting but it happened.

- and sometimes, whether he liked to admit it or not, he was human and underneath his cool flawless exterior he was cold, he was hurt, he was damaged. he may be funny, smart, and a damn great friend but he could get snappy, angry, and lash out. because as much as we like to dance around it, he is scarred from his childhood. him and his brother had no relationship whatsoever and it broke his heart. he watched regulus get corrupted little by little, and he dealt with his family hating him. there were nights where he would just stay awake all night, and days where he would seclude himself from his friends because sometimes it was a lot to handle AND THIS POST IS BECOMING REALLY SAD REALLY FAST SO IM JUST GONNA STOP NOW BECAUSE I COULD GO ONNNNNNNN AND ONNNNNNN ABOUT SIRIUS BLACK OKAY I LOVE SIRIUS BLACK

anonymous asked:

Who's tanner, petulla, getter

tanner petulla. he’s also known as getter

he used to be a pretty big dubstep/edm artist and that’s how he got signed with owsla, skrillex’s record label. he was with them for a while before he started his own label, shred collective. recently he’s been getting tired of the edm scene and the people in it, so he’s been branching out and making music that’s more along the lines of hip hop under the name terror reid while he finishes his last edm record. he also has a metal album he’s working on. other than that idk what else to tell you, he was the guy in the green suit in the hood rich music video, and a lot of people know him from the “suh dude” vines with nick colletti

Getting Started With Magic

This post is based off of my experiences. YMMV.

If I could go back in time and talk to my (more) inexperienced self, this is the letter that I would hand me.

A Warning

No matter how weak think you are, you are powerful enough to destroy your own life. Respect what magic can bring you. Respect what it can take away.

Bits and Bobs

“Magic” means to make stuff happen through nonphysical means.

“Visualization” means imagining. Visions are spontaneous visualizations.

Never let anyone take away your power.

Never, ever, invite a spirit in to your mind or body.

Never let anyone or anything make you believe you do not have the power to do something.

Magic is dangerous. Respect it.

It is okay to want validation that your beliefs are real. It is not really very nice to go around casting spells on people just to prove to yourself that you have power.

Your beliefs will evolve. Don’t marry yourself to one system.

Magic is reflected in Nature. Nature is reflected in magic. If it doesn’t happen in Nature, it doesn’t happen in magic.

Order of Operations

Get started with magic in this order:

Prepare → cleanse → protect → prosperity → spells and divination. During all of this, continue your research and education.

Preparation

There are a few things you will want before you get started in magic.

  • A journal – keep a regular diary of things that happen to you in your day to day life. Include all divination you do, visions you have, your dreams, interesting things that happen to you, and all spells you cast or magical workings you perform. Remember that a journal can also be on your phone or laptop. As a side note, a Book of Shadows is a Wiccan tool with special significance to that path. If you are not Wiccan you do not need a BOS. A plain journal and spellbook will suffice.
  • A spellbook – if you want something separate from your journal to keep spells in. Record in this notebook, binder, or text document different spells you want to try and have tried, as well as any magical recipes you find interesting. I find that a side Tumblr blog makes an excellent spellbook.
  • Three plant friends – acquire any three of these dried herbs:  rosemary, sage, rue, agrimony, angelica, anise, basil, bay leaf, caraway, castor beans, cinnamon, cloves, eucalyptus, hyssop, lavender, mint, mugwort, mullein, valerian, vervain, or wormwood. Getting them from the kitchen or grocery aisle will be just fine. These herbs are all very powerful protectors and will work with you to your benefit. Get as much as you can of each.
  • Arts and crafts supplies – depending on your inclinations you will want to be able to craft your own poppets, sachets, wish boxes, magical inks, and the like. Any hobby can be adapted to become a magical outlet. If you would like a shopping list, here you go: A good pair of scissors, a box of pins or needles, some good red or black thread (cotton or biodegradable if possible), jars of red and/or black ink, dip pens, a book of cardstock for making paper talismans, neutral colored fabric (cotton or biodegradable), a variety of candles (white unscented tea lights are fine, get a carton of 100; jar candles are excellent in any color; and taper candles in a variety of colors), candle holders, incense in any scent you prefer, incense holders, charcoal self-lighting disks, a live herbal plant (one of the herbs listed above will work great), a fire-safe dish in which to hold the charcoal disks.
  • Storage containers – you will be needing plenty of these! Mason jars or jars of any type are excellent. Get also plastic baggies, and start a collection of boxes of every size. You will thank yourself later.

If you are short on money (hopefully, not for long) or you must necessarily remain “in the woods”, then simply acquire a journal and your three plant friends, and let the rest come as it will.

Begin by choosing for yourself a magical name. This is any name or word that you enjoy. If you are part of a tradition with rules on how to choose a magical name, follow that tradition’s rules. Otherwise, choose any name you like. Record your magical name in your journal and always use it when doing magic or interacting with spirits.

Cleanse

It is time to do your first magic! In magic, cleansing is a vital tool. Just as you clean your home physically, you also need to clean it spiritually. There is no need to agonize over doing your first spell. Cleanse as soon as you are able; do it today if possible.

Take a portion of your three magical plant friends. Put them in a cloth sachet, and tie the top closed with some thread or yarn. Now it is time to do your first spirit work. Over the sachet, repeat these words with the correct names substituted:

“Spirit of [herb], I humbly request you visit me today. Please bring your renowned powers of cleansing and protection to my spell. Infuse with the water and make me pure.”

Repeat this three times, one for each of the plants you have chosen. As you say these words, visualize (imagine) that the spirit of the plant returns to the dried herbs and glows a vivid color. Drop the sachet in a hot bath and soak. Scrub yourself down with the herbal water starting at the crown of your head and going down towards your toes. As you wash, visualize the vivid colors of the plant spirits washing over you and carrying away all gunky energy, all parasites, and every bad and negative feeling you have. Even as you finish your bath and dry off, the colors remain around you in a protective shield. Perhaps when you close your eyes and think about being protected, you will feel safe and see those colors again.

Congratulations – you have performed your first spell! Drain the tub as normal and thank the plants (“thank you [herb] for your help today.”) Then dispose of the plants in the compost if possible; otherwise toss them. Keep your cloth sachet for later use. If you do not have a tub, do this instead: ask the plants for help as usual, but instead of adding them to a sachet, put them in a quart of boiling water as if making tea. Once the tea has cooled, take it to the shower and pour it over yourself, using that water to wash instead. Use the same visualizations and closing.

After you have cleansed yourself, record the process in your journal and how you feel afterwords.

Now it is time to cleanse your home. Again you will be calling upon your plant allies. The easiest way to do this – and perhaps the most traditional – is to burn some protective herbs as incense and fumigate your home with them. You will again want to invite the plant spirits back in to the dried herb matter. Carrying the burning plants from room to room, repeat a chant of purification and protection (the simplest being, “purify, protect, and bless.” But I encourage you to write your own.) It is okay to think your magical chant as well. When you think magical spells, have a device that signifies you are speaking words of Magical Significance. I do this by imagining my voice turns a certain color and emanates throughout the worlds. Find your own way to focus your thoughts so that it is clear to you when you are and aren’t using magical thinking.

Unfortunately not many of us can hotbox our entire house with rosemary smoke. A good second option is to again brew your herbs as a tea, and strain it out, then pour the tea to a spray bottle and spritz your home with magical water instead. Again repeat your magical chant.

Here is a third option: take a bowl of your enspirited plant allies in to each room. Sit quietly and imagine their vivid spirits filling the room, pushing out any bad or negative energies or spirits. If you cannot fully imagine each room being filled, then it isn’t being totally purified. As the spirits fill the room, again, say or think your magical chant.

Especially if you chose that last option, you may find yourself to be rather drained after two cleansings in a day. This is quite normal. Magical energy is an energy, just like any other, that us humans use in our day to day life. Just as we are tired after expending emotional or physical energy, we are also tired after expending magical energy. Eat plenty of nutritious food and get lots of sleep. Be sure to record your spellwork in your journal.

Protect

In general you will want to protect yourself, your home, and whoever lives in your home, from all forms of spiritual attack. No defense is totally foolproof. In Nature, the stronger a defense is, the more burdensome it is on whomever it is protecting. Lock something up in Fort Knox and it is very well protected, but not very flexible or accessible. You do not want to lock yourself up in an ivory tower; you just want to add a few fortifications to your home.

Start by crafting a personal protection for yourself.

Cross Protection

Take two nails or twigs from holy trees. Hold one vertically and imagine that it is an extremely powerful barrier, carrying with it either the virtue of iron or the virtues of the tree it came from. Hold the other twig or nail horizontally and imagine a barrier shooting out from it, so that nothing could possibly pass. Place the two twigs or nails together so they form a cross or X shape. As they touch, imagine a mighty clang ring out as your two protectors seal together to create an impenetrable shield. Bind the twigs or nails with black or red thread. Ensure the sticks never come apart again; if they do, even for a moment, the enchantment is lost. Tie more thread to this amulet or attach it to a necklace to wear it.

SATOR Square

Draw the SATOR Square on good card stock if available; an index card will do – otherwise, plain paper. Use black or red ink – magical ink is awesome, otherwise a Sharpie is fine. As you draw each line, be aware that you are drawing an immensely powerful protective amulet. With each line and letter you draw, imagine the power within building up and up until it is almost exploding. As you make the last mark, watch the power “click” together and become a cohesive unit. Like a wave, the power will spread out and form a complete and powerful shield, perhaps golden or yellow in color. Nothing malicious can cross this barrier. Punch a small hole in the paper (the square itself does not need to be large at all; make it as small as you desire while allowing the lines to remain distinct) and string it on thread to wear.

Jewelry Enchantment

Take any one or three of the protective herbs listed above. Burn them on charcoal disks or make a tea out of them. Hold your chosen article of jewelry over the smoke or place it within the water. Chant three times, “purify, protect, and bless.” Call to the spirit of the plant: “Rosemary, I call on you today to lay a powerful enchantment on this [ring, necklace, etc]. Make it the strongest shield that you know, which no malicious force could dream of crossing.” Take some whiskey, red wine, or raw egg. Put a drop if it on the jewelry as payment to the plant. Perform a sign of sealing (such as saying “so mote it be”).

Practice crafting personal protections for a few days. Have many on hand, with different words and plant spirits used in their creation. Carefully record each enchantment in your journal so you always know which enchantment to use when the time comes for defense.

Now you will need to protect your home. Take a jar or other container. Put in it some dirt from your property and put it in the jar. Draw an accurate picture of your home or apartment and put the picture in the jar. Now choose three of your plant friends. Call their spirits as you have been practicing. “Spirit of [herb], I request your aid in my spell today. Bring ultimate protection against all evil and malicious force to my home.” Use your intuition to determine how much of each herb to add to the jar or container. When the you are done, imagine the vivid colors of the plant spirits growing massive in scale, covering your entire home in a powerful and impenetrable shield. By the power of three no malicious force may cross this barrier. Close the container and light a candle on top of it to charge it and seal it. Store the container in a safe space and recharge it with candles once a month. In times of crisis, recharge the jar either weekly or daily. Also leave it in the sun for a few hours, once a month. If the dried herbs within rot, you are experiencing a major spiritual attack. Immediately redouble your defenses and take care of your business.

As with all your spells, be sure to record these in your journal.

Now you have performed cleansings and protections and already have your first experience in magic and spirit work. Now that the basics are taken care of, let’s roll around to building an altar and taking care of a few basic problems in your life.

Prosperity

A prosperity altar is in my opinion the first non-protective magic someone should attempt. If you have a major crisis in your life, take care of that first; otherwise, turn to prosperity. Prosperity does not mean greed or wealth. Think of all the areas in life you can be prosperous: In your hobbies, in your job, in your school work, in your motivation, in your friendships. A prosperity altar brings muchness in to your life. It removes blockages that prevents you from being successful.

Traditionally an altar is a cleared away space such as a table or shelf where things can be arranged and placed with magical intent. Not everyone is able to have such a space, however. Consider creating a Tumblr blog as an altar, or a large jar or box.

First you will want to cleanse your shelf or container. Again bring out your plant allies (I hope you really did buy a large quantity of them) and cleanse in your own personal way. Consider laying down an altar cloth. I use folded up sarongs for my altar cloths. You can use anything you wish. Consider sewing or knitting your own altar cloth for a personal touch.

Begin to collect and add a variety of items to your alter. Here are some suggestions.

  • Candles in the color of money or valuable gemstones. Green, gold, and silver are traditional.
  • Real or fake money, and as much of it as possible.
  • Costume jewelry, glass ‘gemstones’, and rocks painted gold or silver.
  • Rice, grains, almonds, allspice, cinnamon, chamomile, dill, fenugreek, mint, and basil.
  • Images of magpies, dragons, or other entities that collect treasures.
  • Drawings or images of yourself being highly prosperous, receiving everything you want, and having things going your way.
  • Statements of power, such as “I am prosperous” or “I receive every good thing.”

Give each item a purpose. “This candle acts as a beacon to draw prosperity to me. This stone acts as an anchor to hold prosperity in my life. This statement of power directs the energy in my life.” Meditate with your altar once a day or however often it is possible for you to do so. Visualize your altar steadily gaining more power, overflowing with prosperous energies. This altar acts as a center point for prosperous energies to enter your life. Expect to see changes in your prosperity soon.

Spells and Divination

Think of what you would like to change in your life. Most adults have one or two things they would prefer to change. Would you like more hours at work? Or for your co-worker to get out of town for a little while? Or, perhaps you want to heal a relationship with an old friend, or make enough money to go on a trip next spring. Make a list of things you want to change.

Listing each individual spell is outside the scope of this basic guide. However, I can go over some simple spellcrafting.

Each spell should have three components. Your willpower and focus, the power of a spirit ally, and a physical action that supports your magical goals.

Your willpower and focus means directing the energies you raise through words, actions, and visualizations. In the home cleansing, you may have visualized the spirits filling a room while you repeated the phrase “purify, protect, and bless.” This is using your willpower and focus. Another example is meditating before your prosperity altar and imagining good things happening to you. Working with tools and ingredients can focus your willpower. Consider the power of stabbing a poppet with a needle; this is an excellent point of focus. I prefer to specifically use a visualization and a spoken phrase to raise and focus willpower.

A spirit ally may be one of the plants we have been using up to this point. It could also be a crystal, or the flame elemental from a candle. It could be the spirit of the Sun or Moon, or the land you live upon. It could be a feather or a dish of water. When constructing your spirit call, speak directly and honestly. Ask the spirit of whatever it is you are working with to come to you and aid you in your magic. Of course you will want to align the spirit work you are doing with the spell at hand. You would not call on a plant of purity to curse someone, for example.

Lastly, you will need to make physical actions that support the intent of your spell. For a job spell, this means making calls and turning in resumes. For a friendship spell, this means going out to try and meet new people. Imagine that reality is smooth as glass, and magic is floating above it, trying to get in. But the surface of reality is too dense and smooth for magic to get a foothold. When you take physical actions that support your spell, you create grooves in reality that allow your magic to come down and manifest.

To craft a spell, first write down what you want to happen. “I want more hours at work,” for example. Decide what spirits you would like to include in your spell, and what props you would like to use. Simply do your research on spirits – in this spell, let’s use almonds and basil. I think a good prop would be to make a mock time sheet, and fill it out with you receiving exactly how many hours you want. Don’t go overboard or you may be asked to work too often!

Invite the spirits of almond and basil to your spell. “Spirit of Almond, I ask you come to my spell today, to bring me great treasures and wealth. Spirit of Basil, I ask you come to my spell today, to bring me prosperity unbound.” Explain to the plant spirits what you want to happen: “I require more hours at work. I want to work forty hours a week.” Then, employing your willpower and focus, visualize the plant spirits flowing through your life and opening up pathways that will give you more hours at work. Perhaps store your mock time sheet with the herbs and forty pennies (one for each hour you wish to work in a week) to create a jar spell. Or, burn the herbs and time sheet to release their power in to the universe. After this, employ your physical actions by reminding your boss that you are free to work more hours.

Just remember to use your focus, have a spirit ally, and to back your spell up with physical actions. Here are two other ideas for spells:

To make yourself more open and friendly, create a poppet of yourself (remember that poppets can be made out of anything – cloth, wax, clay, flour paste, paper mache, etc.) Call on the spirit of allspice to make yourself more warm and friendly. Mix the allspice in with the poppet you create or coat the poppet with allspice. Explain to the poppet what you want to happen. Store it in a safe place. Then, watch youtube videos or read books on how to open up and be more charismatic.

To increase your psychic awareness, draw a picture of yourself with a large purple third eye. Take some bay leaf, cinnamon, rose, or star anise and call upon their spirits for their renowned powers of psychic awareness. Place these herbs on the third eye of your drawing and meditate, imagining your own third eye opening and shining out a brilliant purple light. Store the herbs with your drawing as a jar spell and meditate with it once a day for three weeks, then after that once or twice a week. Your physical action should be practicing intuitive thinking.

Just as you practice spellwork, you will probably want to practice divination! Acquire some tarot or oracle cards, runes, or three pennies for the I-Ching. Or, simply use a book for bibliomancy. I will leave it up to you to research exactly how to divine, but let me tell you that spirit work and divination go hand in hand. Also consider using your plant or crystal allies to promote your divination skills and guide you to draw the right cards and make the correct interpretations.

Closing

I hope this post was helpful to some. If it raises any questions for you, feel free to contact me.

Jaime Davidovich’s “Cincinnati Tape Piece”

“I was able to start working there on videotapes and began using adhesive tape. In those works, like in my paintings, there was no starting point, no ending point; they would just continue and continue….”

In an interview with curator Ana Janevski, recorded a few months before his passing, Jaime Davidovich recounts how he began using tape in his works. One of his tape installations, Cincinnati Tape Piece, will be on view in our galleries tomorrow. Read the full interview.

[Jaime Davidovich. Cincinnati Tape Piece. 1972. Pressure-sensitive tape, gelatin silver print, felt-tip pen, and pencil on paperboard. The Judith Rothschild Foundation Contemporary Drawings Collection Gift (purchase, and gift, in part, of The Eileen and Michael Cohen Collection). © 2016 Jamie Davidovich]

(via “I have to go back to New York. I have no choice": Interview with Jaime Davidovich (Part 1) | post)

anonymous asked:

hey amanda, on your insta like five posts back you posted a... cart?? thats the word you used? for playing vinyl and said its good for newbies and anyway im such a newbie that i dont even know what its called, but would you provide a link? inherited a ton of old classical + jazz records and have no way to listen. and the internet confuses me with too many options.

Yeah!! I’ve been in the exact experience before and I know how rough it can be. I suddenly made the (possibly irresponsible, since I was a broke college student at the time) decision to start collecting vinyl around this time last year, and it was pretty overwhelming. I got ha-ha’d by lots of arrogant record store dudes who pointed me right to the pastel blue Crosley players without a moment’s hesitation. Fun thing about being a women trying to take up a hobby is that pretty much every decision you make will be scrutinized by a male public, sadly. It’s nerve-wrecking…but don’t give up! I never believed it until I experienced it, but vinyl really is warmer, more engaging, and in my opinion the best way to listen to music, bar none. 

This is gonna be a long post, lmao, and I’m sure I’ll get some feed back or uh..spicy hot takes from anons later, but who cares. I know your question was about cartridges, and if you like, I’ve put it right at the end of my answer for you to scroll down to. But I think I wanna start back from stage one just because I’ve been meaning to for a while. Hope that’s ok. So uh. Enjoy some pics of my two little needle-robots & an explanation of how I got them under the cut. 

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Hi everyone! I posted a picture of my 1d cd collection a little while ago and as it started gaining notes, I read through the tags it was receiving. It made me realise how lucky I am to be able to own all of their records as many people tagged that they weren’t in a position to buy all the cds. It feels great as a fan to own the products that the boys have made for us. So I have picked up an extra copy of each standard and deluxe album as well as all 4 perfumes; if possible, I would like to pass this feeling on to one lucky fellow 1d trash.  

Prize:

- All 5 standard One Direction albums (UAN, TMH, MM, FOUR, MITAM)

- All 5 deluxe (Aus version aka square) One Direction albums (UAN, TMH, MM, FOUR, MITAM)

- Our Moment Fragrance (100 mL)

- That Moment Fragrance (30 mL)

- You & I Fragrance (30 mL)

- Between Us Fragrance (30 mL)

Please note: Products used in images are from my personal collection and therefore are unpackaged. Products for the giveaway remain fully packaged :)

Rules: 

1. You must be following me.

2. Likes and reblogs count as entries (no reblog limit but pls try not to spam your followers).

3. No giveaway/contest blogs. 

4. Don’t delete caption pls. 

Winner will be chosen via random number generator on April 2nd. I will ship internationally from Australia. 

Enjoy! :)

greyhoundgurl  asked:

"Well, hi there."

Just a simple morning at the local record store seemed to be a good way to start off the day and prepare oneself for the debauchery that would entail later on at the end of the night. The twenty- year old boy clad in a black and white striped mohair sweater, black leather trousers and red sneakers sifted through the collection, merely gazing at the covers to try and pick up who the artist was rather than actually read. He wasn’t doing it on purpose though, it was simply because he was illiterate and only knew how to write his name– not that he would let anyone know, of course. Running his fingers through his thick short brunet permanent and sniffling loudly, Steve struggled to identify the artists through the surreal sleeves. The young man was in a band of his own, though new in some respects, it was already building a minute following that gathered the attention from local journalists who focused on the music scene. It was rough, but he had lived through much worse since he had once been a juvenile delinquent with fourteen criminal convictions already under his belt. If anything the band was keeping him from pursuing a life of crime since the pay was better than nothing. Little did he know as he rummaged through various band files that a young lady had taken notice of him from the other side though he didn’t bother to glance up. For once he wasn’t in the mood for flirtation and instead merely replied in a defensive tone, “Wha’s it to you?” 

Boy in the bath


Author ladyoftheteaandblood.

One shot. If you want to know how bad my mind gets at 1 am this will let you know. I would like to apologize now.


It was one of those great parties, you know the kind that start in the pub and wonder on to someone’s house. They go on into the wee small hours and beyond, and only end when everyone has found a place to crash. 

You meet new people and have conversations about everything and nothing. You dance to records and CDs from someone’s collection that contains gems from the past, and music that perhaps should have been left there. Who cares its fun, and watching your best mate do the “Birdy song” dance with some suited and booted idiot was pure joy, especially as you took photos.

Now its 4am and all you can hear is snoring, as every chair and tuft of carpet is covered in sleepy bodies, sprawled out all over the place. There is only the occasionally laugh and the sound of lovers comes from a bedroom and that’s it.

On this particular occasion I was last man/girl standing and now even I needed a spot to crash but first a pee!

Wow! I stepped into a beautiful, old fashioned Victorian bathroom that had room enough to have its own party in.  I sat myself on the loo and sigh with relief, five bottles of lager and whatever that blue stuff was, have finally got to the bottom. 

“Er hum” came a voice from somewhere in the room, I came out my happy, dreamy state very quickly

“What, who?Oh shit!”  I hadn’t looked around properly when I’d come in and there in the bath was a man. It’s amazing how quickly you can sober up!

The guy lay there grinning at me. Me sitting on the loo with my fashionable jeans round my ankles, doing what I had to do. Worse still he was not some guy you wouldn’t look twice at, he was hot, really amazingly hot.



“Hi, needed to pee.” Wow no shit Sherlock, great opening line.

“Um I can see, sorry I hid in here and sort of forgot somebody might need it” He then laughed with embarrassment.

“Well look away Mr and I’ll ……….do what I came to” 

He was at least a gentleman and allowed me to finish the job, not even looking  as I wash my hands. 

He only turned to me again as he heard the door open.

“Hey pretty lady don’t go, stay and talk, I’m guessing everyone else is asleep now and I’m full of life again.” I looked at the lean figure in the bath that for some strange reason, known only to himself  had on his boots and sunglasses. He removed the glasses  and gave me a really cheeky smile with blue eyes that twinkled. Oh what harm could it do I thought.

So sitting on the side of the bath at his feet end as I felt it was safer, we started to talk. Why had I not seen him at the party? Was my first question

“Well I never arrived till late and stayed mostly outside smoking, watching and I’ll most likely be gone before daylight” 

He doesn’t smell of smoke. In fact the smell coming from him is divine and very, come give me a hug but I am drunk and therefore my senses are not to be trusted.

As I shifted to a more comfy position, I manage to knock down something from the baths side. Picking it up I find it’s a garden gnome.

“Wow creepy little fellow”

“Yup they’re all over the place” he says happily. 

Looking around I can see he’s right, how did I not notice the hoards of  nasty little gnomes in this room before?. 

They’re in all the corners, on the windowsills, the cabinet tops, under the bath, peeping out the laundry basket and all round the taps, just staring at me, with their hairy faces and beady eyes. Sinister little fuckers.

“Oh God I hate gnomes, they always seem like they are watching you, checking out your every move, just waiting to get you with their mind control thing.” I said to him, childhood bad dreams of attacking killer gnomes from next door’s garden resurfacing.

“Wow! and I thought the little shits were just perverted deviants, into Dogging” we  both giggled, and he carried on,

“I can handle an innocent rubber duck in my bathroom as much as the next guy but these fellow’s with their horrid hairiness and dreadful fashion  sense, weird me out”

Those Gnomes had to go, so for the next ten minutes the two of us, me still mostly drunk, collected them all up and placed them in the bath, turning on the taps.

We told each other it was either to put them out of their misery, or wreck  their communication devices. Their little faces looked at us through the water and didn’t seem so happy.

“That’s it, that’s the last one” he told me as he place a particularly ugly gent in a tartan suit and spotty socks, with the others in to their watery grave

“Shit! no it isn’t, there’s one more above the linen cupboard” He shields me from its steely gaze with his body then said,

“Quick make out you are kissing me, I think he’s rumbled us” at which point he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me to him into a warm lingering, tongue roaming kiss, with his large hands wandering gently over my back and neck.  He sure did taste as divine as he smelt.

Kisses continued and turn into playful touching, going on to clothes removal and ending up with a bolted bathroom door, and a satisfying shag on the towels and floor mat. 

Curled up in a makeshift bed of bathroom linen and discarded clothes, we both noticed that the last repulsive gnome standing was a grinning one.

“Well we’ve made his night, that’s not a fishing rod he’s holding” my new companion informed me.

Giggling and feeling contented from booze and cuddles, we both fell asleep in a  tangled pile of arms and legs.


I woke up freezing cold and aching, the floor was hard and boy was my body complaining. 

Someone was banging on the door.

“Come on I need a piss, there’s a bloody queue out here”

I looked round for my  bath buddy but he’d gone and strangely all the disturbing short guys in their terrible outfits, had made it back out the bath and were back in place. They looked at me from their various posts, creepy and threatening as ever. 

Grabbing my clothes and pulling them on, I left the room as soon as possible. I ignored the comments from the people outside the door and went off down stairs in search of my mate I’d originally come with, and more importantly the sexy guy.

She was in the kitchen with many others, holding hot cups of black coffee in the vain hope they would revive them and relieve their throbbing heads.

“Hey you, where did you go?” She asked

“Found a friend in the bathroom if you get my drift” 

“Well where is he, or was it one of those hideous little gnomes I saw in there last night? I always knew you were weird.” She laughed at me

“He was here. He was all tall and sexy, dark haired, some facial hair, white T-shirt jeans and sunglasses. Oh and boots, I found him in the bath” 

“No one here like that I’ve seen, how much did you have to drink last night?” and she went over to get the toast that had just popped up from the toaster, making everyone round it jump.

I started too asked around and all I got was a big no, except from the host who went white and refused to talk to me.

It was as we left that the host’s boyfriend came up to me looking really angry.

“Bloody nasty trick to play on her, she only lost her brother a year ago yesterday. The party was supposed to take her mind off it. He somehow drowned in the bath, it was terrible and she found him.

Then you go and tell her he’s still in there with those bloody gnomes he use to nick from people’s gardens, how could you?”

“But there was a guy in there” I splutter, “really”

“Oh just piss off” 

We left quickly, my friend angrily dragging me away.  I looked back at the house as I went down the path, and just in the corner of the bathroom window was a creepy little gnome in a tartan suit grinning at me.

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Janelle Monáe Is Building a Music Empire That Will Spark ‘a Revolution in Your Head’
Her Wondaland label spotlights and empowers emerging artists
By Tony Case
March 15, 2015, 8:01 PM EDT

Janelle Monáe wants the world to know that Wondaland Records, the singer-songwriter-producer’s new venture with Sony Music Entertainment’s Epic Records, is not merely a record label—it’s a movement.

Wondaland is “a joint dream in which a group of artists set out to swim towards a boat all together—and in some ways, I’m a lifeguard,” says Monáe, 29, the Kansas City native who grabbed our attention in 2010 with her critically hailed debut, The ArchAndroid, and who would go on to become a face of Procter & Gamble’s CoverGirl, alongside Katy Perry and Pink. She is also a juror for this year’s Clio Music Awards.

Atlanta-based Wondaland reps an utterly cool lineup of acts, including Jidenna, whose debut single “Classic Man” dropped last month.

Epic chairman and CEO Antonio “L.A.” Reid—a longtime force in the music industry who has helped build the careers of stars from Paula Abdul to Kanye West—calls Monáe a “visionary businesswoman” and the talent her label represents “awe-inspiring. I haven’t personally witnessed a collective that sounds and looks this special in quite a while.”

Adweek asked Monáe about the challenges of marketing new music and artists today:

Adweek: What inspired you to start the label now?
Monáe: In general, I was inspired to start Wondaland Records after seeing there was a big absence of female entrepreneurs in the music industry who understand how to develop and market innovative artists, artists who truly care about community and redefining the creative waters in the music industry. I’ve always been inspired to do more than just be an artist in the industry and treasured businesswomen such as Julie Greenwald and Sylvia Rhone, and admired artists such as Madonna and what she did with Maverick Records.

I want to be recognized for not only my innovation musically, but for innovations on the business end. That said, this specific record label is the result of a joint effort, a joint dream in which a group of artists set out to swim towards a boat all together. And in some ways, I’m a lifeguard, a master facilitator, making sure that everyone has their own water and space to swim in and that nobody is left behind. Wondaland Records is our boat, our beacon—it’s like home.

What do you see as the greatest challenges marketing music today, and how are labels and artists working through those?
The Internet has changed everything, as we all know. From free downloading to album leaks to streaming to social media, the entire ecosystem and business model of music has undergone massive disruption and change. That said, folks are consuming and sharing and following more music than ever and we just have to find new ways to monetize that experience. We at Wondaland have faith that new business models can be built around streaming, touring, online chatter and commerce etc because people genuinely love and need new music in their lives. So we’re pushing our artists to go back to the basics: say something innovative and universal with a wonderful melody, get your live performance caliber up to the status of your heroes and do it consistently, and you’ll have nothing to worry about.

We’re big believers in the 10,000-hour theory. Practice makes perfect. Get your 10,000 hours in onstage and in the studio, and success will follow. In terms of marketing that work, you have to be strategic as well. There’s so much music nowadays! But first, the artist needs to be aware of what she is and what she wants to accomplish, and then you market outward from that unique perspective with a unique voice because that gives the entire viral campaign passion and authenticity. And passion and authenticity works in every format and every era.

Janelle, you have developed a terrific artist’s persona. How do you stay true to your style and vision within the commercial landscape?
In the very beginning, I used Jim Collins’ book Built to Last to figure out my core values. And then I gave those core values to everyone I worked with: Atlantic Records, CoverGirl, etc., and as I embarked on new creative projects or business partnerships, I weighed my core values and the proposed opportunity and I decided accordingly. Style is important, having fun and being whimsical and free is important, but I’ve always believed I can accomplish anything I want while also inspiring young girls and pushing for change around the world.

There seems to be a unity of artistry and vision between you and the acts on Wondaland Records. How does that play out in terms of both marketing the music and building your new brand?
Wondaland Records is very family-oriented. We are all from the same tribe. While we embrace our individuality, we collectively believe in similar morals and values that focus on creative innovation and global change. Each of them believes that imagination can inspire nations and that music and art can be a force for change. So I’d say we all recognize our collective superpowers and we’ve bonded together to create an Avengers moment, a movement that we hope will lead to a revolution in your head, a new way of thinking and seeing. You see, new jammin’ frequencies bring people together in new ways to make new babies, which are born thinking new thoughts, which makes a new world possible. That’s the only way.

BSD Novel: Dazai Osamu and the Dark Era (Chapter 2, Part 6)

This is by far my favourite part to translate thus far and I hope you will think the same too! Much thanks goes to @nakaharachuyaa and @mlntyoonqi for their speedy proofreading as well as @fukasenanairo for the kanji help!

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     ❝ i know it’s here somewhere… ❞ red-tinted nails comb through the stack of old record that belonged to her ma, intent on finding the one she had promised. it had been so long since she had even looked through her ma’s collection and julia hadn’t realized just how many good ones she had. ( though, she casually skipped over the sinatra ones. maybe she would pull one out later just for a laugh. ) but julia knew it had to be in there somewhere, and when she finally found the cover she had been looking for she flashed a big grin in his direction. setting the record in place, the familiar tune soon started to fill the trojan/adams home with its sweet melody; one that hopefully brought back fond memories to the both of them. julia climbed back onto her feet and offered out her hand to donny, her smile never faltering in the slightest. ❝ c’mon  ————  i promise i won’t forget the bridge this time. ❞

@astrificare i’m dead

I bought my first vinyl down in Tennessee. One of my favorite artists of all time, it’s only right that this is how I start off my collection. Found it in the back of an old junk store, same store where they have the old racist figures from back in the day for sale too; this record deserves better than to be surrounded by that. That’s the South for you.

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Once you get this, please say five things you like about yourself, publicly, then send this to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable) SPREAD POSITIVITY!

Thank you hun ^-^

  1. How fast my hair grows.
  2. My dimples.
  3. My ability to easily start a conversation with someone, in person.
  4. How kind some people think I am (I just try to be as nice as possible, because what’s the point in being mean?).
  5. My record collection, or at least how much time I dedicate to finding records and keeping them in good condition.