myths and reality

survival guide

tell them why you’re here
but not how you got here.

be the secret that lives in
the secret. be the journey

from myth to reality. from
hand to mouth. tell them

something they will want
to know / don’t tell them

everything. be the hidden
movement in the dark. be

the distance between two
lovers. be the ocean / yes

the waves. the shipwrecks
& even more: be the shore.

the cliff. the invisible rock
that falls & falls / for ages

& ages. until the day when
it hits the sand & explodes

in silence. be that silence.

Myths About Betta Fish

I’m sick of the pet industry always fucking animals like the betta over so let’s get some things straight
MYTH: bettas like small spaces, they live in small rice paddies in the wild
REALITY: No they absolutely do not, sure some survive this, but it’s a cruel life to live. Rice paddies are actually quite big although shallow, the average male betta has about 3 feet of its own territory in the wild. Bettas need AT LEAST 2.5 gallons, but a 5-10 g is even better. You can get a 3 g tank from petco for like $10
MYTH: you should feed your betta whenever it is hungry
REALITY: a bettas stomach is the size of its eyeball, it is very easy to overfeed. I feed my betta 3 pellets twice a day, but lots of people feed at different times with different food so I suggest doing some research and deciding what works best for you.
MYTH: bettas are lazy
REALITY: bettas are inactive in small tanks because they’re aware that they have no space to swim and will hit walls, in larger tanks bettas are very active
MYTH: bettas can only be kept alone
REALITY: it is true that male betta fish cannot be kept with any other betta, but (depending on the bettas personality) bettas can be kept with fish that are smaller and drab looking that won’t bite your bettas tail. I keep my betta with 2 snails and 5 ghost shrimp and he rarely bothers them. Female bettas can be kept in groups of 5 which is called a sorority. Keep in mind that these options are only possible in large tanks with lots of hiding spots.
MYTH: bettas will eat live plants so you don’t have to feed them if you have plants in the tank
REALITY: bettas are CARNIVORES. They won’t eat plants, they will eat blood worms and brine shrimp which you can buy frozen. In fact feeding real prey is good along with pellets or flakes.
MYTH: bettas don’t need filtration or heat
REALITY: they need both. As far as filtration goes, strong currents don’t mix well with bettas so a sponge filter is best.
MYTH: bettas only live a couple months anyway, why should I be doing all this?
REALITY: with proper care, bettas can live 5 years.
MYTH: bettas and all other fish are dumb
REALITY: bettas are actually very smart and trainable. Mine was taught to jump out of the water on command and come when called (by wiggling fingers). Some people have taught bettas harder tricks such as going through a hoop. They can even learn when meal time is and be ready for it.
MYTH: My child will take care of the betta
REALITY: your child will lose interest within a week, YOU will be taking care of their fish. If you’re not okay with that don’t buy your kid a fish.
MYTH: I should completely change the tank each time I clean it
REALITY: you should instead do frequent partial water changes of about 40% of the water
MYTH: bettas are throw away pets
REALITY: there is no such thing as a throw away pet and if you think there is you shouldn’t own pets

Please always read care sheets before buying a pet because -newsflash- PET STORES LIE.
*drops mic*

Being diagnosed with ASPD or classified as a psychopath doesn’t mean you’re emotionless. Though those with ASPD or classified as a psychopath tend to exhibit less empathy towards others and in most situations, they can still exhibit a wide range of emotion.

We are not robots, but we can be robot like.

Around 2,000 BC, the city of Akrotiri – built upon an island now known as Santorini, in the southern Aegean Sea – was a bustling sea port. They had multi-story dwellings, their interiors covered in elaborate frescoes, paved roads, advanced metalworking, indoor running water, and flush-toilets. We’d suspect that the natives of Akrotiri were time travelers, if not for the fact that they built their highly advanced settlement right beneath the most destructive volcano the world has seen in the last 10,000 years.

In 17th-century BC, a magnitude 7 earthquake reduced the town to rubble, then smacked the ruins with a few 30-foot tidal waves for good measure. There’s archaeological evidence that the survivors had begun cleaning up and rebuilding… when the island’s volcano, Thera, erupted.

The eruption was four to five times more powerful than Krakatoa, releasing hundreds of atomic bombs worth of energy in less than one second. When the dust finally settled, it perfectly preserved the ruins of the city for modern-day archaeologists to gawk at.

If widespread theories are correct, then Thera may have been Plato’s inspiration for the Atlantis myth – a destroyed island, a lost, highly advanced civilization – but, if anything, the myth downplays the reality. It didn’t just sink beneath the sea, it took a killer three-hit combo from nature, all but simultaneously crumbling, drowning, and exploding. 

4 Nightmare Apocalypses Humanity Forgot Were Possible

The Updated Books and Resources Master Post

I’ve done my best to categorize and organize the titles according to subject matter. 

- Some of these titles have Wiccan influence. 

- Certain authors are not 100% reliable for information (DJ Conway, Silver Ravenwolf are some examples).

I hope you find this list to be helpful and resourceful as you develop your own beautiful practice!


* indicates a pdf file or ebook.


  • The Rising Sign by Jeanne Avery*
  • Do It Yourself Astrology by Lyn Birkbeck
  • The Practical Astrology by David Christie-Murray
  • The Ultimate Book of Relationships by Clare Gibson
  • The Ultimate Birthday Book by Clare Gibson
  • Linda Goodman’s Love Signs by Linda Goodman*
  • Linda Goodman’s Sun Signs by Linda Goodman
  • Darkside Zodiac by Stella Hyde
  • Darkside Zodiac In Love by Stella Hyde
  • The Astrology Kit by Grant Lewi and Liz Greene
  • The Astrology Yearbook by Loan Moore
  • The Guide to Astrology by Lori Reid

Book of Shadows/Grimoires:

  • The Azoetia: A Grimoire of the Sabbatic Craft by Andrew Chumbley*
  • Cunningham’s Book of Shadows: The Path of an American Traditionalist by Scott Cunningham*
  • The Gardnerian Book of Shadows by Gerald Gardner*
  • Witch’s Master Grimoire by Lady Sabrina*
  • The Complete Uncut Book of Shadows by Riders of the Crystal Wind*
  • The Alexandrian Book of Shadows by Sekhet Sophia*


  • The Book of the Law by Aleister Crowley*
  • The Book of Lies by Aleister Crowley*
  • The Book of Thoth by Aleister Crowley*
  • Book 4 by Aleister Crowley, Frater Perdurabo, and Soror Vira*
  • Book 4 Part 1: Meditation by Aleister Crowley*
  • The Confessions of Aleister Crowley by Aleister Crowley*
  • Diary of a Drug Fiend by Aleister Crowley*
  • Duty by Aleister Crowley*
  • Eight Lectures on Yoga by Aleister Crowley*
  • The Equinox by Aleister Crowley*
  • The Equinox of the Gods by Aleister Crowley*
  • Goetia of Solomon the King by Aleister Crowley*
  • Household Gods by Aleister Crowley*
  • Invocation of Hecate by Aleister Crowley*
  • Liber CVI (Book 106): Concerning Death by Aleister Crowley*
  • Liber 777 and Other Qabalistic Writings of Aleister Crowley by Aleister Crowley*
  • Liber LXXXIV vel Chanokh by Aleister Crowley*
  • Little Essays Towards Truth by Aleister Crowley*
  • Magick in Theory and Practice by Aleister Crowley*
  • Magick Without Tears by Aleister Crowley*
  • Moonchild by Aleister Crowley*
  • Olla by Aleister Crowley*
  • The Tao The King by Aleister Crowley*
  • The Vision & the Voice With Commentary and Other Papers: The Collected Diaries of Aleister Crowley by Aleister Crowley, Victor B Neuburg and Mary Desti*
  • Abrahadabra: Understanding Aleister Crowley’s Thelemic Magic by Rodney Orpheus and Lon Milo Duquette*


  • Cunningham’s Encyclopedia of Crystal, Gem & Metal Magic by Scott Cunningham*
  • Dunwich’s Guide to Gemstone Sorcery: Using Stones for Spells, Amulets, Rituals and Divination by Gerina Durwich  
  • Crystal Prosperity by Judy Hall

Divination/Psychic Ability:

  • Crystal Awareness by Catherine Bowman*
  • Solitary Seance: How You Can Talk with Spirits on Your Own by Raymond Buckland
  • The Spirit Book: The Encyclopedia of Clairvoyance, Channeling, and Spirit Communication by Raymond Buckland
  • How To Read Palms: Understanding Personality and Personal Destiny through Palm Reading by Maria Costavile*
  • Psychic Self-Defense: The Classic Instruction Manual for Protecting Yourself Against Paranormal Attack by Dion Fortune
  • Complete Illustrated Book Of The Psychic Sciences by Walter B. Gibson and Litzka R. Gibson*
  • You Are Psychic: The Art of Clairvoyant Reading & Healing by Debra Lynne Katz*
  • The Intuitive Arts on Love by Arlene Tognetti and Lisa Lenard*
  • Spirit Allies: Meet Your Team from the Other Side by Christopher Penczak
  • The Witch’s Shield: Protection Magick and Psychic Self-Defense by Christopher Penczak
  • The Other Side of the Mind by w. Clement Stone and Norma Lee Browning*
  • The Complete Book of Palmistry by Joyce Wilson

Gods and Goddesses:

  • Maiden, Mother, Crone: The Myth and Reality of the Triple Goddess by D.J. Conway
  • Dictionary of the Gods and Goddesses by Michael Jordan*
  • Encountering Kali: In the Margins, At the Center, IN the West by Rachel Fell McDermott and Jeffrey Kripal*
  • Singing to the Goddess: Poems to Kali and Uma from Bengal by Rachel Fell McDermott*
  • The Magic of Kali: Inner Secrets of a Tantrik Goddess by Michael Magee*
  • Buddha, Christ, and Merlin: Three Wise Men for Our Age by Christopher Penczak
  • Goddesses and the Divine: A Western Religious History by Rosemary Radford Ruether*

Herb/Nature Magick:

  • Occult Medicine & Practical Magic by Samael Aun Weor*
  • The Complete Book of Incense, Oils & Brews by Scott Cunningham*
  • Cunningham’s Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs by Scott Cunningham
  • Earth, Air, Fire & Water: More Techniques of Natural Magic by Scott Cunningham*
  • Earth Power: Techniques of Natural Magic by Scott Cunningham*
  • The Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs by Scott Cunningham*
  • Cottage Witchery: Natural Magick for Hearth and Home by Ellen Dugan*
  • Seasons of Witchery: Celebrating the Sabbats with the Garden Witch by Ellen Dugan*
  • Herbal Magick; A Witch’s Guide to Herbal Enchantment, Folklore, and Divination by Gerina Dunwich*
  • The Sea Priestess by Dion Fortune*
  • A Witch Alone, New Edition: Thirteen Moons to Master Natural Magic by Marian Green*
  • Earth Divination: A Practice Guide to Geomancy by John Michael Greer*
  • The Herbal Alchemist’s Handbook by Karen Harrison*
  • The Weiser Concise Guide to Herbal Magick by Judith Hawkins-Tillirson*
  • The Element Encyclopedia of Witchcraft by Judika Illes*
  • Sea Magic: Connecting with the Ocean’s Energy by Sandra Kynes
  • The Magical and Ritual Use of Herbs by Richard Allen Miller*
  • Magical Gardens: Cultivating Soil & Spirit by Patricia Monaghan
  • Grimoire for the Green Witch by Ann Moura
  • Mansions of the Moon for the Green Witch by Ann Moura*
  • Incense Crafting and Use of Magickal Sense by Carl F. Neal*
  • The Extremely Large Herbal Grimoire by Que Sage and Midnight Mindi*
  • Gardening with the Goddess: Creating Gardens of Spirit and Magick by Patricia Telesco*
  • The Folk-Lore of Plants by T. F. Thiselton- Dyer*
  • Herbs in Magic and Alchemy: Techniques from Ancient Herbal Lore by C. L. Zalewski*

Historical Reference:

  • Paganism Surviving in Christianity by Abram Herbert Lewis*
  • The God of Witches by Margaret Alice Murray*
  • The Malleus Maleficarum of Heinrich Kramer and James Sprenger by Heinrich Kramer, James Sprenger and Montague Summers*
  • Persephone’s Quest: Entheogens and the Origins of Religion by R. Gordon Wasson, Stella Kramrisch, Dr. Carl Ruck, and Jonathan Ott

Household/Kitchen Witchcraft:

  • Mrs. B’s Guide to Household Witchcraft: Everyday Magic, Spells, and Recipes by Kris Bradley
  • The Complete Book of Incense, Oils & Brews by Scott Cunningham*
  • Cunningham’s Encyclopedia of Wicca in the Kitchen by Scott Cunningham
  • The Magical Household: Spells & Rituals for the Home by Scott Cunningham & David Harrington*
  • Spell Crafts: Creating Magical Objects by Scott Cunningham and David Harrington*


  • A Little Book of Altar Magic by D.J. Conway*
  • Practical Protection Magick: Guarding and Reclaiming Your Power by Ellen Dugan
  • Meta- Magick: The Book of ATEM- Achieving New States of Consciousness through NLP, Neuroscience, and Ritual by Philip Farber*
  • Fire and Ice: The History, Structure, and Rituals of Germany’s Most Influential Modern Magical Order: The Brotherhood of Saturn by Stephen Flowers, PhD.*  
  • Applied Magic by Dion Fortune*
  • An Introduction to Ritual Magic by Dion Fortune*
  • High Magic’s Aid by Gerald B. Gardner*
  • Godwin’s Cabalistic Encyclopedia: A Complete Guide to Cabalistic Magic by David Godwin*
  • Circles of Power: Ritual Magic in the Western Tradition by John Michael Greer*
  • Learning Ritual Magic: Fundamental Theory and Practice for the Solitary Apprentice by John Michael Greer, Earl, Jr. King, Clare Vaughn*
  • E-Witch: Teachings of Magical Mastery by Deborah Gray*
  • The Basics of Magick by Amber K. *
  • True Magic: A Beginner’s Guide by Amber K.*
  • Faery Magic: Spells, Potions, and Lore from the Earth Spirits by Sirona Knight*
  • Modern Magick: Twelve Lessons in the High Magickal Arts by Donald Michael Kraig*
  • Modern Magick: Twelve Lessons in the High Magickal Arts, Second Edition by Donald Michael Kraig*
  • Protection and Reversal Magick by Jason Miller*
  • The Secrets of High Magic: Vintage Edition: Practical Instruction in the Occult Traditions of High Magic, Including Tree of Life, Astrology, Tarot, Rituals, Alchemic Processes, and Further Advanced Techniques by Francis Melville*
  • The Book of Solomon’s Magick by Carroll Runyon*
  • Instant Magick by Christopher Penczak*
  • A Wee kof Magic by the Sea Witch*
  • An Enchanted Life: An Adept’s Guide to Masterful Magic by Patricia Telesco*
  • Enocian Magic for Beginners: The Original System of Angel Magic by Donald Tyson*
  • Magician’s Workbook: Practicing the Rituals of the Western Tradition by Donald Tyson*
  • Not in Kansas Anymore: Dark Arts, Sex Spells, Money Magic, and Other Things Your Neighbors Aren’t Telling You by Christine Wicker*
  • Crone’s Book of Magical Words by Valerie Worth*


  • Le Tarot de Marseille (The Tarot of Marseilles)*
  • The Tarot by Richard Cavendish*
  • Witches Tarot (with companion book) by Ellen Dugan and Mark Evans
  • Native American Tarot Deck by Magda Weck Gonzalez*
  • The Lover’s Tarot Deck (with companion book) by Jane Lyle
  • Legacy of the Divine Tarot (with companion book) by Ciro Marchetti
  • Renaissance Tarot Deck by US Games*
  • Lord Of The Rings Tarot Deck & Game by Vintage Sports Cards Inc


  • Three Books on Occult Philosophy by Heinrich Cornelius Agrippa
  • Psychology and the Occult by Carl Jung
  • Music and Its Secret Influence: Throughout the Ages by Cyril Scott and Desmond Scott
  • The Necronomicon: The Call of Cthulhu by Unknown*


  • The World’s Most Haunted Places by by Jeff Belanger
  • Haunted Happenings by Robert Cahill
  • New England’s Things That Go Bump In The (New England’s Collectible Classics) by Robert Cahill
  • Mysteries and Legends of New England: True Stories Of The Unsolved And Unexplained by Diana Mccain
  • The New England Grimpendium by J. W. Ocker
  • Spooky New England: Tales Of Hauntings, Strange Happenings, And Other Local Lore by S. Schlosser and Paul Hoffman


  • Walking Between the Worlds: The Science of Compassion by Gregg Braden*
  • Psychedelic Shamanism: The Cultivation, Preparation, and Shamanic Use of Psychotropic Plants by Jim DeKorne*
  • Hallucinogens and Shamanism by Michael Harner*
  • By Land, Sky, and Sea: Three Realms of Shamanic Witchcraft by Gede Parma*
  • Shamans/Neo-Shamans: Ecstasies, Alterative Archaeologies and Contemporary Pagan by Robert Willis*
  • In the Shadow of the Shaman: Connecting with Self, Nature & Spirit by Amber Wolfe*


  • The Ulitmate Book of Spells: A Complete Guide to Using Magic to Improve Your Life and the World Around You by Pamela Ball*
  • The Goodly Spellbook: Olde Spells for Modern Problems Diixie Deerman and Steve Rasmussen
  • Exploring Spellcraft: How to Create and Cast Effective Spells by Gerina Dunwich*
  • The Ultimate Encyclopedia of Spells: 88 Incantations to Entice Love, Improve a Career, Increase Wealth, Restore Health, and Spread Peace by Michael Johnstone*
  • The Salem Witches Book of Love Spells: Ancient Spells for Modern Witches by Lilith McLelland
  • The Ultimate Book of Spells by Michael Johnson*
  • The Elemental Encyclopedia of 1,000 Spells by Judika Illes*
  • The Encyclopedia of 5,000 Spells by Judika Illes*
  • Witches’ Potions and Spells by Kathryn Paulsen*

Symbols, Amulets, Sigils:

  • A Dictionary of Symbols by J. E. Cirlot and Herbert Read*
  • Basic Sigil Magic by Philip Cooper*
  • Practical Sigil Magic: Creating Personal Symbols for Success by Frater U.:D.:*
  • Dictionary of Occult, Hermetic and Alchemical Sigils by Fred Gettings*
  • The Complete Book of Amulets & Talismans by Migene González-Wippler*
  • Runic Amulets and Magic Objects by Mindy MacLeod and Bernard Mees*
  • Symbols, Signs, and Spells by Lolita Perdurabo*
  • Secrets of Magical Seals: A Modern Grimoire of Amulets, Charms, Symbols and Talismans by Anna Riva*
  • The Book of Talismans, Amulets and Zodiacal Gems by William Thomas and Kate Pavitt*
  • The Power of the Word: The Secret Code of Creation by Donald Tyson*

Spirit/Otherbeing Work:

  • Buckland’s Book of Spirit Communication by Raymond Buckland*
  • Divination for Beginners: Reading the Past, Present, and Future by Scott Cunningham*
  • Witch’s Guide to Ghosts and the Supernatural by Gerina Dunwich*
  • Summoning Spirits: The Art of Magical Evocation by Konstantinos*
  • Vampires: The Occult Truth by Konstantinos
  • Faerie Way: A Healing Journey to Other Worlds by Hugh Mynne and George A. Russell*
  • The Necronomicon by Simon*
  • Cunning Folk and Familiar Spirits: Shamanistic Visionary Traditions in Early Modern British Witchcraft and Magic by Emma Wilby*

Voodoo/Hoodoo/Root Work:

  • Hoodoo, Voodoo, and Conjure: A Handbook by Jeffrey Anderson*
  • The Voodoo Hoodoo Spellbook by Denise Alvarado*
  • Hoodoo, Voodoo and Conjure: A Handbook by Jeffery E. Anderson*
  • The Candle and the Crossroads: A Book of Appalachian Conjure and Southern Root-Work by Orion Foxwood*
  • Charms, Spells, and Formulas: for the Making and Use of Gris Gris Bags, Herb Candles, Doll Magic, Incenses, Oils, and Powders by Ray T. Malbrough and Bill Fugate*
  • The Magical Power of Saints: Evocation and Candle Rituals by Rev. Ray T. Malbrough*
  • Waters of Return: The Aeonic Flow of Voodoo by Louis Martinie*
  • Sticks, Stones, Roots & Bones: Hoodoo, Mojo & Conjuring with Herbs by Stephanie Rose Bird*
  • The Super Voodoo Coursework by Unknown*


  • Wicca: A Guide for the Solitary Practicioner by Scott Cunningham
  • Living Wicca: A Further Guide for the Solitary Practitioner by Scott Cunningham*


  • Drawing Down the Moon: Witches, Druids, Goddess-Worshippers, and Other Pagans in America Today by Margot Adler
  • Witchcraft: Theory and Practice by Ly de Angeles*
  • Witchcraft on a Shoestring: Practicing the Craft Without Breaking Your Budget by Deborah Blake*
  • Buckland’s Complete Book of Witchcraft by Raymond Buckland*
  • The Witch Book: The Encyclopedia of Witchcraft, Wicca, and Neo-paganism by Raymond Buckland
  • Witchcraft from the Inside: Origins of the Fastest Growing Religious Movement in America by Raymond Buckland*
  • Power of the Witch: The Earth, the Moon, and the Magical Path to Enlightenment by Laurie Cabot
  • The Witch in Every Woman: Reawakening the Magical Nature of the Feminine to Heal, Protect, Create, and Empower by Laurie Cabot
  • The Truth About Witchcraft Today by Scott Cunningham
  • Book of Shadows: A Modern Woman’s Journey into the Wisdom of Witchcraft and the Magic of the Goddess by Phyllis Curott
  • A Practical Guide to Witchcraft and Magick Spells by Cassandra Eason*
  • Old World Witchcraft: Ancient Ways for Modern Days by Raven Grimassi*
  • The Encyclopedia of Witches, Witchcraft, and Wicca by Rosemary Ellen Guiley*
  • Progressive Witchcraft by Janet Farrar and Gavin Bone*
  • The Meaning of Witchcraft by Gerald Gardner*
  • Italian Witchcraft: The Old Religion of Southern Europe by Raven Grimassi
  • Mastering Witchcraft by Paul Huson*
  • How to Become a Witch: The Path of Nature, Spirit & Magick by Amber K and Azrael Arynn K
  • Nocturnal Witchcraft: Magick After Dark by Konstantinos*
  • Aradia, Or the Gospel of the Witches by Charles G. Leland*
  • Witchcraft Today: An Encyclopedia of of Wiccan and Neopagan Traditions by James Lewis*
  • The God of the Witches Margaret Murray*
  • 8 Sabbaths of Witchcraft by Mike Nichols*
  • The Inner Temple of Witchcraft: Magick, Meditation and Psychic Development by Christopher Penczak
  • Solitary Witch: The Ultimate Book of Shadows for the New Generation by Silver RavenWolf
  • The Real Witch’s Handbook by Kate West*

World Pagan Practices:

  • Buckland’s Book of Saxon Witchcraft by Raymond Buckland*
  • The Book of the Dead: The Papyrus of Ani by E.A. Wallis Budge*
  • Egyptian Magic by E. A. Wallis Budge*
  • Witta: An Irish Pagan Tradition by Edain McCoy*
  • Practising the Witch’s Craft: Real Magic Under a Southern Sky by Douglas Ezzy*
  • Hermetic Magic:The Postmodern Magical Papyrus of Abaris by By Stephen Edred Flowers*
  • Mystical Qabalah by Dion Fortune*
  • The Book of the Holy Strega by Raven Grimassi*
  • By-Paths of Sicily by Eliza Putnam Heaton*
  • Germanic Spirituality by Bil Linzie*
  • The Religion of Ancient Egypt by W. M. Flinders Petrie*
  • The Mechanics of Ancient Eqyptian Magical Rituals by Robert Ritner*
  • Santeria: The Religion by Migene Gonzalez- Wippler
Aeonian AU Series part 1

A Nessian Greek Mythology based fic and a darker twist to this ship. There will be this Aeonian series (Nessian) and an Antiscians series (Elorcan). 

“Well, aren’t you a little ray of pitch black?”

Aeonian 1

“Poor Nesta,” Ianthe chided. “No longer a virgin.”

Nesta’s fingers wrapped around her fork, gripping the cold metal tightly.

“No God would want a deflowered woman,” the blond crooned. “Especially one who does know her place.”

Nesta stabbed a piece of salad, and shoved it into her mouth. Chewing slowly on the hard leaves, she quelled the chaotic waves surging within her. She refused to give into her anger—to allow Tomas to have the last hold on her.

“You always talked about not wanting a God.” The blond-haired smiled, sharp as a blade. “I guess Tomas Mandray really did you a favor.”

That was the last straw for Nesta. Yes, no God would want to claim a non-virgin—which was perfectly fine with her, especially after all Feyre had been accounted for, still missing to this day— but for Ianthe to dare—have the audacity to—rub assault in her face, even from the dark times of three years ago—

The eldest Archeron sister twirled the fork in her fingers, staring hard at the yellow leaves and squished fruit in front of her. It was against the law to attack a priestess, and an even greater sin to murder the village’s Head Priestess.

But no one said anything against accidents.

With a flick of her wrist, Nesta sent the fork flying out her hands and at Ianthe’s right eye.

A perfect execution.

A warning that a line had been crossed.

A loud gasp escaped from Nesta’s mouth, and she lunged forward, knocking Ianthe to the floor. The High Priestess’s shrill pierced the air, and Nesta moved quickly, digging the edge of the fork deeper, twisting the metal. Even through the metal, she could feel the edges grinding against the root, white and pink liquid swirling.

“I’m so sorry!” Nesta cried, slipping on a mask of horror, climbing over the other female. “I can’t pull it out.” Her hair fell across her face, a shadowed curtain—and she allowed Ianthe to see the dark smile cutting across hers face, sharper and deeper than any mortal blade.

For three years, the darkness’ isolation cultivated into something icier and harsher—a ghost of a phantom whirling within her. She’d shown Ianthe just a pinch.

As the High Priestess shrieked, bodyguards stormed into the diner, clad in plates of metal, faces shadowed by a thick black mask. Nesta allowed the memories of three years ago to consume her, fat tears rolling down her cheeks. Loosening her grip on the fork, she curled into herself, rocking on her heels.

The nearest guard grabbed her elbows and set her roughly onto her feet.

“What the hell happened?” he gruffly ordered, shaking her shoulders.

Ianthe let out a hiss, but Nesta’s contempt was a gaping abyss full of raw will.

The eldest Archeron sister harshly rubbed away stray tears seeping down her cheeks, and forced down the sick smile threatening to erupt across her face. “The High Priestess came out of nowhere—” Nesta hiccuped “—my reflexes spun out of control—”

“Psychopath!” Ianthe screeched. “Chain her! Whip her!”

When the guard reached out for her, Nesta collapsed onto her knees, and laid her palms against the Priestess’s heart. “Forgive me,” she loudly cried. “I meant no malice.”

She leaned in closer to Ianthe’s face, as if she were to kiss her cheeks, the fallen woman sobbing and shuddering. Nesta brushed a finger against the golden-haired woman’s forehead as an almost tender caress, and wrapped her hand around the emblem pinned to Ianthe’s robes. Pressing her lips against the High Priestess’ ear, Nesta whispered, “Now you can see darkness.”

Ianthe kicked upwards; Nesta rolled off of the blue-robed woman.

Ianthe’s trembling fingers grasped the hilt of the fork. Blearily staring up through her left eye, she ordered, “Put her in an empty cell!”

The guard trapped Nesta’s wrists, tugging her away from the High Priestess. Little did they know they were trying to cage and corner a wildcat, bred from the savageness only the true seers of society saw.

Nesta schooled her features into a blank, empty face, struggling within the solid grip. She spared a glance towards the blue-robed woman. “The only cells missing are those in your eye.”

Stepping over the boots and knocking herself forward as she were tripping, Nesta twisted herself out of the guard’s grasp, using the falling momentum to bring the guard down on his back.

Plates of metal lumbered towards her, and Nesta tore out the the diner, blocking the sounds of Ianthe’s feeble cries of my eye, my eye, my eye over and over again.

Fixing her sleeve, a darker and sharper smile shot over Nesta’s face.

She didn’t even have to pay for that shit excuse of a meal.

Nesta stole through the night and into the forest. Here, the darkness draped over her already black-clad frame. She knew this path at the back of her mind, weaving through thick tree trunks and sailing over high-branched roots. Slowly, the heavy clanging sounds of armor receded from her ears, but Nesta picked up her pace.

This was the seventh village Elain and Nesta had taken refuge in—ever since Feyre had been taken three years ago and Tomas had yanked her into a barn, both Archeron sisters turned into wanderers, fleeing with the wind. Trust was reduced to bread crumbs, and even they could barely afford for the tiniest slice.

What God had taken Feyre—Nesta had no idea, but had her suspicions. It had been any other morning, Nesta serving buttermilk pancakes while Elain had went up to fetch Feyre from the drawing room. Rather than seeing their middle sister painting with her hair twisted up into a messy bun, the stench of alcohol and grapes had permeated the room.

Elain had screamed. Nesta came up running with a knife in her hand.

Feyre’s hunting clothes had been strewn all over the floor, a purplish-green scrap of fabric littering across a canvas. It was as if the their middle sister had given them a warning and a signal that she’d been claimed—by a God.

When Gods claimed humans, they dressed them in their ornamental colors and symbols. Yet green and purple were common colors, even found among the varying masses of minor Gods.

It was then Nesta banished all hope of desiring to be claimed by a God. She’d once dreamed among the others to be one with another force, to see through another set of eyes, and to ascend their mortal limits.

She’d once set apples and pears along the mantle of Athena, the one God she’d revered the most. Three years ago, she’d pray to the God of Wisdom, asking for guidance. Now all she did was pray to the minor Gods of vengeance and fear, demanding divine retribution for those who had wronged her—because it hadn’t just been her who’d been afflicted and twisted.

Nesta had watched Elain spiral into the coldness as well. The youngest Archeron no longer made honeyed offerings to Demeter, the goddess of the Earth. She instead grew darker roses and pricked her fingers as if lines of blood served as her penance.

It was as if the darkness of the demons had descended upon the Archeron sisters.

No happiness, no protection, no understanding.  

A branch snagged the sleeve of her arm, and Nesta hissed. Despite this village’s soldier pursuing her and having to move to another village, she felt oddly safe and warm.

Perhaps it was because she’d stolen the golden emblem from the High Priestess, the coin tucked securely under her sleeve. The price would last them another to journey to another village.  

The moon casted swirls strange colors of white against the darkness and the green of the forest. She slowed to a walk, taking in her surroundings. The branches reached low, casting estranged shadows that curved and murmured unspoken cacophonies the human ear tuned out. Nesta slowly angled her body and slid through a cluster of vines.

The myths had become reality a long time ago, the Gods deciding to end their supposed boredom in waiting. The beginnings of their reappearance into society was often bloody, jealously in both claiming humans rampant and in being desired to be claimed.

Their father had worshipped Hermes, the messenger God, and named the Archeron fortune in his name. Nesta had considered it justice when a business company across the sea had sunk their father’s ship, and had stolen every commodity on board.

Their father had never returned the sail back, a merchant worshipping the God of Thieves saw the end, robbed of life and fortune.

The obsession with the Gods had seen the decline in family values, many children left alone or pitted against each other. Their father had been no exception, travelling to Athens, Greece, in hope of appeasing the Gods.

Death had been his answer.

While Nesta believed it to be foolish to devote a lifetime in praying for Gods, the higher beings indeed chose humans. Those taken under their wing received immortality. It could be eons before Feyre would be brought back to them willingly and unwillingly, and there was a high chance Nesta and Elain would be six feet under in a coffin or reduced to ashes by that time.  

It had taken Feyre’s kidnapping for Nesta to realize that being trapped in a powerful body with no regard for lesser creatures and their emotions and past was something she did not want.

So she stopped praying and stopped her offerings.

Elain had followed suit.

Both sisters had been shunned from the original village in consequence.

Now that Nesta harmed Ianthe, it looked like they’d have to move again. Whisperings of rumors and fault had followed the Archeron sisters as they travelled, and it never seemed the words would never cease.


Yet solace stirred within her, and Nesta scowled at the false sense of security crawling within her.

Elain would be beyond worried by now. Nesta knocked away the thin branches and ducked under a canopy of large ivies she knew would reveal a large clearing only a couple of meters away from their temporary home. Soon, she’d be running in the veil of the night, holding Elain’s thin hands again.

Her head rammed into steely hardness.

She rubbed her nose and slowly backed up.

Seething, Nesta untucked a dagger hidden under her sleeve, and pushed the wall forward with her other hand.

It didn’t move.

Squinting through the darkness, Nesta realized that streaks of red pooled down silver plates, sheer power exuding from the figure.

A soldier.

The amount of blood could only mean a dead man.

But if a soldier was here, then the chances of Elain’s safety was very low. She had to get out of here.

Cursing under her breath, she turned around back under the canopy, but a gloved hand with a huge, red jewel pulsating at the center lashed out and captured her wrist.

It was a solid grasp, almost crushing her bones.

This was not the ordinary soldier’s strength. And it was a very much alive man.

She dropped the dagger into her other hand and sliced it vertically towards the hand.

Her blade merely bounced off, falling to the ground.

With a yank, the hand jerked her back against a chest of steel and coldness. Yet Nesta felt warmth pour over every vein and crevice in her body.

The male towered over her, dark, hazel eyes cramming into her own soul, sheer strength emanating from him, broad shoulders with muscles roping around an enormous form.

A purebred, dangerous warrior.

Those piercing orbs raked over her from the bottoms of her torn boots over her clothes and under the slope of her breasts up to her collarbone and into her own stormy eyes. Black boots, black pants, black sleeves—and if he looked close enough, he’d see a black painted heart.

A brow flicked up. “Whose funeral?”

Nesta shuddered at the low, husky voice that shot down her spine. She refused to be weak again, the last time she was in a male’s embrace three years ago.

“Get off me,” she hissed instead, and squirmed fruitlessly in his grasp.

His dark inked hair and ruggedly shaven face rang a bell, but Nesta didn’t care, not when Elain had been alone far too alone. The predatory glint in the male’s face heightened memories of three years ago, but her body remained strangely calm and soothed.

“That’s no way to treat a God.”

Nesta realized the blood seeping from the armor was not from the male’s, but a head hanging from the canopy above, and raining down.

Nesta arched her own brow. “I’d suggest planning his funeral soon.” She could see the outlines of the dead body strung along vines and branches, gutted and torn apart.

The male shrugged. “If you want to plan a murdering liar’s funeral, then be my guest.” The arm around her waist hitched up to rub circles across her back, almost daring her to string the body back to pieces.

Nesta didn’t find the action disturbing, but rather reassuring. Perhaps he was a minor god in infatuation or magic along those lines.

A dangerous smile appeared on those rough-hewn features, as those seemingly pulsing eyes studied her. “I like women who can handle blood.”

“I like men who can respect boundaries.” Nesta damned her cover and swore if he didn’t let her go, she’d scream—even if it meant drawing the village’s soldiers here.

The male seemed to read her thoughts. “You think humans are match for a God?”

Nesta didn’t reply, and cursed her own traitorous body sinking into the comfort and warmth the male seemed to offer.

He leaned in closer, a hand stroking her hair. “A match for the God of War?”

Nesta’s eyes widened. “You lie.”

“Now why would I lie, sweetheart?” The God leaned down and brushed his mouth against her ear. “Especially to one I want to claim?”

Another last straw for Nesta. She lashed out, but the God easily cupped her knee cap with one hand—just hovering over the V of his hips—and the other hand flattening a palm against her back.

“A cheap shot.” A grin.

Nesta went up on her toes, her hands cupping the God’s cheek. His skin was warm and sent delicious trills down her. The God leaned down as well, his eyes darkening a low growl erupting from his throat, and hands folding around her waist. Just before his lips closed on hers, Nesta’s knee collided with her aim.

It was a pity his armor covered his torso as the God doubled over in pain, a foul curse leaving his mouth.

Nesta didn’t wait before she sprinted around the clearing and to the house where Elain was waiting. Running past the locked front door, she hurdled over a bush into the back.

Slipping through the window and into their shared room, Nesta grabbed her bag, stuffing the nearest clothes into the brown material.

A frail figure rose from the tiny bed, and Elain rubbed her eyes. “Nesta?” she whispered, a sigh of relief escaping her chapped lips.

“Pack,” Nesta ordered. “We’ve got to move again.”

Elain immediately hauled herself out of the bed, rapidly opening all the tiny cupboards and sweeping the contents into bags. “What was it this time?”

“Ianthe, soldiers, and a God.” Nesta folded all the blankets and stuffed the pillows.

“The High Priestess?” Elain said, heading to the bathroom. When she emerged, all the toiletries had been zipped into bags and stuffed into a larger sack. “What God?”

A God of War.

One that made her feel alive instead of merely existing.

Instead, Nesta said, “Just a minor one.” She beckoned Elain to head to the kitchen so pack their last rations, the cold air seeping into their skin. She gave the guards about another hour before they found their refuge.

Locking the window shut, Nesta froze when Elain’s scream shattered the air. Bolting into the next room, she snarled when she saw Elain shivering and staring in shock at a large figure radiating the familiar sense of power—seating himself in the ragged and torn chair as if it were a throne fit for a king.

But that was what he was compared to them.

“Just a minor God?” the God tsked his tongue, staring at Nesta—as if Elain were invisible and as if he could consume Nesta right there and then.

“Get out of my house,” she seethed, and nudged Elain away.

Elain levelled Nesta with a clipped stare. “Really, Nesta? The God of War? Ares?”


The name sent shivers down her spine. It made the situation too real, too risky. By no means was this some minor God, as Elain had realized, trembling. 

She supposed it was the small mercies—the God allowing Elain to bolt away—that mattered.

An eyebrow cocked towards her. “It’s won’t be your house much longer will it, Nesta?” When she didn’t answer—her veins on fire—he pushed further. “Guards are searching for you and closing in.”

“What do you want?”

The God rose from the chair, the darkness wavering around him. The red jewels on top of each of his gloves exuded another type of power. A set of dimples winked down on her and those deep, brown eyes stared unfathomably at her. “I want to claim you.”

Nesta swallowed. This was her last defense, her last barrier to remain free: “I’m not a virgin.”

With swiftness beyond reason, the God moved so he was in front of her. He studied her eyes and the pulse along her throat—the fury and the rage in her own eyes and the quicker, beating pulse in memory of three years ago. Seconds passed before his eyes narrowed, and he gutted out, “Who?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You resist my claim, and the guards will be here sooner than you think.”

Nesta shivered. “Then you’re just as bad as him.”

The male who had taken her away three years ago.

The God of War looked down at her, and gently reached out a hand, traced with scars and bruises. When she didn’t bat it away, his knuckles slowly caressed her cheek. “I can help you, sweetheart.”

She’d wasted enough time. “Help is just another word for control.”

Who hurt you,” the God snarled, the red stones flaring. Lethal dark oozed from them.

A crash sounded from the other side, and Elain meekly peeked up from under the countertop. “I packed all the kitchenware.”

The God of War didn’t spare a glance in the other direction, determinedly staring into her soul—seeing the darkness. “I can help you and your sister. You’ll be safe. You won’t have to run again.”

“At what cost?”

He leaned down so that his forehead touched hers. Warmth shot through her at the contact, and in that moment, she felt safer than she’d even been in his life.

“I claim you,” he murmured, voice dark and dangerous, deep and deadly. “As mine.”

“And if I refuse?”

A glimmer of amusement in those hazel eyes. “I hear cells in this villages are quite cold.”

“Threatening a mortal?”

“What can I say, sweetheart?” A cocky, dark grin, honed from insanity and lunacy in the battlefield. “All’s fair in love and war.”

comment by AwakenMirror from Reddit

…Geralt’s and Yen’s story is the embodiment of the classic love that was destined to happen. Sapkowski combines this idea with the element of the Arthurian Avalon. The destined relationship of Yen and Geralt ends in the mythological land of the undying. Thus it doesn’t really matter if they live or die, because in the end they are way past the point of the question of mortality. With Ciri transporting them to Avalon they became the living tale. At the same time myth and reality in the Witcher world.
That’s basically what the entire story of Nimue is about, who after all is also a figure of the Arthurian legend.
And that was basically a short summary of why I consider Sapkowski’s novel cycle to be so excellent. In it’s full purpose it is so much more than just another high fantasy story.

anonymous asked:

My dude, I don't know how much you know about Norse Myth, but I was reading some and it turns out, the goddess Freyja cries tears of gold and I couldn't stop thinking about a "son of Freyja" kind of thing for Gavin because of that one picture you drew of him crying gold and I got really excited and needed to tell you. Also, Freyja's chariot is pulled by cats, she's beautiful, and she loves pretty things and its just so FAHC Gavin and I just really needed you to know.

bruh i LOVE mythology in general and espaically norse myth but i did NOT know this!!!!!!!!! this is so rad!!! but ooooooooo he could also be a child of Sif couldnt he like i know her hair is kinda a wig but this is blending myth adn reality so anything goes but SOOOOO 

A son of Freya, a son of love and beauty, sex and gold and war and death and magic

a beautiful boy with cat eyes, his mother glinting in his hair, his smile, his necklaces, rings, clothes, wreaking havoc on the city where death follows his every step, entranced by the glittering golden boy, and because he is a dutiful son he brings his mother her due,, half of the men he’s killed goes to her and the other to his earthly father figures. He’s a mortal immortal sitting in a Valhalla of his own making, pretends human blood courses through his veins while meat and mead (mostly mead) flow freely, but he cant hide his true nature when it counts, when his mother shines through every sharp grin, every pose, every laugh. When the Golden Boy walks the streets of Los Santos looking for a fight with his mother in step besides him and the Gods look down at a miniature Ragnarok unfolding before their very eyes.

my dude fyck yeaaaaaaaaa i love youuuuuu

Welcome to the UK! Please wipe your feet.

Before we start, I’ll probably be back for a part 2 because I know there’s a load of stuff I’ve missed.

1. Holidays

Similar to the Americans, but with no Thanksgiving, Labour day, Memorial Day or Independence day. Halloween is typically less of a big deal, as is St. Patrick’s day, which is all but ignored in England, Scotland and Wales. (Ironically enough, St. Patrick’s day is a bigger deal in America than it is in Ireland.)

Our ‘Veterans’ Day’ (Nov. 11) is known as ‘Remembrance Day’ and has a poppy motif. The whole country has a two minute silence at 11am in remembrance, and a ceremony at the Cenotaph in London.

Scotland celebrates St. Andrew’s day, and NI celebrates the battle of the Boyne/‘The Twelfth’ (but as an Englishman, I’m not going to go into that).

As a general rule when writing British holidays, we’re much more sedate than the states, with the exception of Christmas, which is about the same in terms of filthy excess…

4. Food

Tea is not as big a deal as tumblr makes it out to be, but it’s still a quintessential part of our culture, and a cuppa is often used to cheer someone up. Tea comes from a teabag, is made with a kettle, and drunk hot with milk and sometimes sugar. Earl Grey/green tea is flowery rubbish for posh nancies, and coffee is a necessary evil on Monday morning.

'Takeout’ is called 'takeaway’, and is normally either a curry, Chinese, fish and chips (from the local chippy) or pie and chips (typically at football games).

I should also try to explain 'pub’ culture. A pub is like a bar or sports bar, but the closest thing to the atmosphere there is a coffee shop. (Most pubs have been bought out by restaurant/bar chains, though, so we’re slowly losing the traditional feel). Going to the pub is a social gathering with close mates, often at the end of the week to unwind or to watch a sports game. It’s typically a very 'manly’ thing, but not exclusively male. In pubs, beer is typically drunk just below room temperature, and from a tap, not a bottle.

Apparently beans on toast is not a thing in America, and this hurts me.

Also, British chocolate >>> American chocolate, with the possible exception of peanut butter cups. Sorry.

5. Jobs:

A bit of everything, both blue and white collar. A lot of physical jobs (miner, factory worker etc) are becoming less common as our industry and economy shifts to focus on services rather than goods, but they’re there (things like builder, plumber etc are still absolutely a thing).

6. Religion:

In the UK it’s mostly Church of England Protestantism, Catholicism, Islam and Sikhism in certain areas. More and more younger people are choosing to be non-religious altogether. Northern Ireland is a more sensitive topic, with a big cultural divide between their two main religions.

8. Social

The German post reminded me about tipping. Tip your waiter/waitress about 10%, or the barman if they listened to your drunken rambling. But other than that, it’s rare to tip people unless they absolutely went out of their way for you. Most large companies (particularly service or retail) won’t let employees accept tips anyway, unlike the US’s 'tipping’ culture.

Football is a big deal in the UK (that’s association football, the one where you actually use your feet). It’s generally a working man’s game, but ironically the season tickets, merchandise and ability to watch it on TV are extremely expensive. Internationally, England won the world cup once, over fifty years ago, and we’ve refused to shut up about it ever since, despite the fact we’re terrible and usually crash out in the quarter-finals of the world cup. (Looking at Germany once again).

Rugby is steadily gaining in popularity, and is seen as a far more distinguished sport. People have more respect for the players (for a) being paid less and b) being far tougher than footballers).

National pride is generally stronger in Scotland, Wales and Ireland than it is in England, but during certain times (the Queen’s jubilee is the first example that comes to mind) most of the country ends up being very patriotic. Most of us are quietly proud of our royal family, but less proud about the whole 'empire’ thing. We’re sorry.

You’ll notice above that I aggressively spelt 'labour’ with a 'u’. That’s how it’s written, and like most people, I’m probably a bit too picky about it. Sorry again.

9.Slang (ever so slightly NSFW: proceed with caution)

Aight. Here we go. You were warned.

Disclaimer: The UK is wildly diverse in terms of accents/dialects. Even within London there are possibly hundreds of regional styles of speech, so don’t take my word for it. This post applies to the most common 'British’ stereotype- typically someone from the English home counties or one of the more well-off areas of London. For someone from, say, Manchester, Glasgow or Dublin, their style of speech is going to be very, very different! As such, I’m not going to give examples of slang, particularly as it changes so often, but instead try to clear up a few things.

My #1 rule for British slang is that if you hear it being said in American media, we probably don’t use it. I’m serious. Nobody says 'cor blimey’ or 'jolly good’. It’s cringe-worthingly embarrassing, and inadvertently hilarious.

Cockney rhyming slang: unless you’re being ironic, very few people actually use it. A few well-known phrases are actually shortened from CRS and have snuck into common speech- an example is 'taking the mickey’ (short for Mickey Bliss)- but it’s rare to have people actually use the original form. Even those from typically 'cockney’ areas of London don’t tend to use it anymore.

'Arse’ and 'ass’ are both used, but there’s a real difference in what they mean. 'Arse’ is typically far ruder as a singular word (because 'ass’ means donkey), but 'asshole’ is written that way for some reason.

'Fag’ isn’t really used as a slur in the UK- it either means a (cheap) cigarette, or a hassle- as in, 'it’s too much of a fag, so I can’t be bothered’. If you hear a brit calling something a fag, it’s probably not malicious.

'Bloody’, 'bollocks’ and 'bugger’ are some of our most versatile words, but are slowly falling out of use as younger people use stronger curses instead. 

  • 'Bloody' can either be used to emphasise something ('not bloody likely’ or 'abso-bloody-lutely’) or as an expletive on its own as in 'bloody hell’. You can typically substitute 'f***ing’ for 'bloody’, but it has less of an impact.
  • I’ve seen a lot of people misuse 'bloody hell’ as a major curse- it’s more commonly used for minor grievances. A general rule is that if an American would drop an f- or s-bomb, so would a brit.
  • 'Bollocks’ can be used to express that someone’s lying or talking rubbish, as in 'the politician was talking bollocks’, or a sceptic use of 'bollocks’ to mean 'not bloody likely’ in response to an outrageous story.
  • 'Bugger’ is sometimes used to refer to a person, and can be both positive and negative, depending on the context. 'You jammy bugger’ is a favourite expression of mine, said to someone who is particularly sly or lucky, and is used in admiration among young people.
  •  Again, these two are used as minor curses, like 'damn’, using the same rule as above.

'Cheers’ means thanks, but a) normally only for small things, and b) in informal situations.

'W*nker’ and 'tw*t’ (that’s not an 'i’ in either word) are negative terms for an annoying or nasty person, both relatively common and moderately severe.

To settle the debate two years too late: 'cheeky’ either means flippant/teasing, or spontaneous as in “a cheeky Nando’s”.

And, as always, your best bet for writing British slang is to ask an actual brit.

One final thing:

  • 'Great Britain’ is England, Scotland and Wales.
  • 'The UK’ is Great Britain and Northern Ireland.
  • 'The British Isles’ are the UK and the Republic of Ireland, as well as crown dependencies like the Channel Islands and Isle of Man.
  • The EU is… a sore subject.
The Forgotten King

-This is kind of like a fic, but not exactly written with the intention to be one, but please still read and enjoy! This is written with Jeremy as the main character, but has very light Joelay elements- 

-To summarize this plot, There are five immortal kings, but Jeremy, a scholar in the domain of King Ryan, finds ancient texts that talk about a sixth king – The king of Thorns. He sets off on a quest to find more information, if not the king himself (because after all, how do you kill an immortal?) and in the process ends up becoming the new sixth king himself-


The five immortal kings ruled all of the land. Powerful beings that could crush the world in two, yet looked just like another person. The only thing that gave them away was the thrones they sat on and the look in their eyes that had seen the centuries. Despite their strength, they do not consider themselves gods. 

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  • Aries Myth: You are loud and angry and enjoy conflict.
  • Aries Reality: I don't know how to channel my emotions so I express them through physical and verbal actions.
  • Taurus Myth: You are lazy, eat a lot, and always complain.
  • Taurus Reality: I enjoy luxury and relaxing. I work hard to be able to relax so often. I only want the best, I'm actually a picky eater.
  • Gemini Myth: You are two-faced and have too many personalities.
  • Gemini Reality: I have a lot going on in my mind and I can't express it through only one persona. I am highly adaptable to any situation.
  • Cancer Myth: You are weak and fragile.
  • Cancer Reality: I am strong. My weakness is a facade. My true strength lies in my unpredictability.
  • Leo Myth: You are vain and egocentric.
  • Leo Reality: I have pride in myself and everything I do. I am all about self betterment and know that even I have things I can improve.
  • Virgo Myth: You are a loner and frigid. You are socially awkward.
  • Virgo Reality: I love communicating with others, but I am very shy. However, I think best alone.
  • Libra Myth: You are fake and can't think for yourself.
  • Libra Reality: I just want to make everybody happy. I never pick anything because I am afraid of making some people upset.
  • Scorpio Myth: You are dark and dislike others. You are obsessed with sex.
  • Scorpio Reality: I am afraid of opening up to others. Sex is the only time I can open up to others without truly giving myself up.
  • Sagittarius Myth: You are always happy and optimistic.
  • Sagittarius Reality: I try to be optimistic for others. I use my happiness as a bandage to ignore my true feelings.
  • Capricorn Myth: You are boring and obsessed with work.
  • Capricorn Reality: I hate working, but I want to reap the benefits of success. I am afraid of letting others down.
  • Aquarius Myth: You are weird and detached.
  • Aquarius Reality: I prefer to keep my distance. I have a wide variety of interests but relations with others are not my strong suit.
  • Pisces Myth: You're always sleeping, crying, or high.
  • Pisces Reality: I just want to escape. The real world is harsh and I don't know how to cope with it.
Australian Culture

Beginning with some Myth vs Reality:

“Throw another shrimp on the barbie!” - please don’t. No one has ever said this, I think, ever, unless they’re being ironic. Plus, we call shrimps prawns, so

“Aw g'day mate!” - practically no one under 30ish years of ages says this unless they’re, again, being ironic or perpetuating stereotypes

And now let’s head to the prompts:

“holidays - what are your major holidays, what are their dates and what are some of the traditions centering those holidays?”

[cracks open diary]

for one it doesn’t snow, ever. for another summer here = winter in the northern hemisphere so have fun with that

all schooling begins february/march and ends november/december like. idk why y'all decide to start in the middle of the year that’s just weird

australia day is 26th of january and is the day we celebrate the arrival of the first fleet and continue to oppess the aboriginal/indigenous voices (aka “Invasion Day”) tbh it’s disgusting but australia seems to hate people who aren’t white or didn’t originate here like. I think they missed the memo that the aboriginal/indigenous communities were actually living here before us but sure. basically all we do to celebrate is wear aggressively aussie clothing and put temporary tattoos of the australian flag on and barbeque things like lamb and steaks. it’s pretty good actually when they also accept the aboriginals/indigenous

we have the same dates for easter/christmas/hallowe'en etc but don’t celebrate thanksgiving

anzac day is coming up, april 25 where we remember wwi and have extensive parades plus a dawn ceremony in gallipoli and then lone pine. ive been there twice and it’s absolutely stunning

labour day is the first monday of may and basically celebrates workers in the community. it’s a free day off uni what can i say, i’m a fan

in Brisbane (QLD) there’s a small carnival in mid august known as the EKKA where everyone who goes ends up getting what’s call the EKKA flu, and every year on the wednesday of the week is a public holiday

and even though the queen was absolutely not born in october the people who put the calendar decided that there weren’t enough holidays near the end of the year so said the first monday of october is the official new queen’s birthday public holiday. sure

also we celebrate mother’s day on the second sunday of may instead of sometime in march(?), unlike america i think. idk

“the people - what are most of the people in your country like? Are they loud? Party animals? Shut-ins?”

australia is basically one ginormous multi-cultural mess and I love it, and so because of that it’s really hard to define them as one particular thing as stated above. I like to think that the majority of us are party animals, and god knows that bogans (see language below) certainly can be stereotyped as such but it’s kind of a mixed bag otherwise

“weed laws - is weed legal? Are there a lot of smokers where you’re from?”

weed is illegal I’m pretty sure but what can I say. we’re aussie. I’ve only met a handful of people (who I know well, that is) who have done/do weed, but needless to say I’m pretty sure poppin’ pills and doing 90% of other illegal drugs is part of our culture

(I can say that I don’t, but then again I did come from a private Catholic all-girls school)

“food - what are some popular foods where you’re from? What are some unique foods not found most other places? What are your favorite foods? What are some foods your country is known for?”

sweets: lamingtons (square sponge cakes dipped in chocolate and covered in coconut, aka the best thing this planet can ever hope to offer), fairy bread (bread + butter + 100s and 1000s, life doesn’t get much better for 5 year olds at birthday parties), lollies (candy, but we’re cool and don’t call it that), pavlova (basically a meringue cake topped with cream and fruit? it’s a+ wonderful), various ice creams such as golden gaytimes which are not only awesome but scream the word gay in their name

savoury: chips (both flavoured, eg salt and vinegar/bbq/original etc and hot chips. mmmm), pies (aussies typically associate pies as those with meat which are yummy as hell, but that doesnt mean we dont have sweet ones like apple too), sausage sizzles (I doubt this is an Australia-only thing but we do have them everywhere and it’s wonderful), vegemite (a yeast extract… thing? it’s a spread which is hard to describe but you’re not australian unless you like it. don’t put too much on your toast or you’ll regret your life decisions)

“jobs - what are some popular jobs in your country? What are some of the work laws? What are some jobs that people tend to look down on? What are some jobs that people tend to revere?”

???? honestly I don’t think there’s much in terms of jobs we hold dear vs those we don’t, we just appreciate that people work honestly. we tend to hate on the prime minister and other government figures but then again who doesn’t have that issue… life guards are generally pretty great bc we’re idiots and swim in dangerous conditions

“religion - what are the popular religions in your country (if any)? What are some religions that are more looked down on? What are some religions that are revered?”

look at a guess I’m going to say the widespread “accepted” religion is anything christian purely becuase we white australians are only here bc white europeans decided to take their convicts over to start a new land, which was honestly a terrible decision but w/e. I know that most other religions are generally looked down upon by 50+ people but they’re old racist cows, so who cares honestly. there are certainly a few mosques and synagogues and temples etc so it can’t be too bad

“Other beliefs - is magic common where you live/do people tend to believe in magic? What’s the general consensus on what the afterlife is like? What are some common philosophies?”

drop bears are definitely 100% a real thing and I, a certified born-and-bred australian would never lie to you about them at all nope

again we’re a mixed bag of cultures so it really depends who you ask

“social life - what are some unspoken rules of social lives in your country? What are some popular social practices?”

we have this need to perpetuate the stereotypes and make it real, eg whenever someone forgein asks “omg you’re australian” or comes over for the first time and comments on something blatantly wrong we will 90% of the time say “yes absolutely that is correct, also we ride kangaroos to work and sing six white boomers all year long”

“slang - tell us some of the slang in your language/region and what they mean.”

ho boy how long is your list lmao, we shorten basically everything because we’re lazy as all hell… some common ones that I can think of at the top of my head:

g'day - good day, hello, how are you going etc, but as stated above not many people say it anyhow (at least not anymore?)

fair dinkum - basically saying something is good and/or genuine (“ah, she’s a fair dinkum sheila”)

she’ll be right - it’ll be fine, no worries, don’t worry about it

howzat - commonly used with cricket and shouted?? I think it’s supposed to mean “how’s that” but honestly idk

strewth - generally just an expression of surprise (“ah strewth mate! why’d you do that?”) but sometimes can be used as ‘struth, meaning “it’s the truth”

sheila - a woman in really colloqiual terms. again, basically no one says this unless you’re 50+

mad as a cut snake - furious beyond all belief

stubbie - beer

thongs - while also underwear, if you ever hear an aussie say ‘thongs’ they’re actually talking about the rubber shoes, I think other places call them flip flops??? idk

bogan - pretty much the only people who say this sort of stuff; think the cockney people of australia. they wear thongs and boardshorts (aka boardies) and are sunburnt 24/7 and speak. like bogans idk how else to describe it that’s just how it is

(basically I apologise for our language, this is terrible)

I hope this helps shed some light on the weirdness of Australian culture!! feel free to come ask me if you have any questions lololol @hopeless–bookworm

Comic List

Edit: 8/9/2015


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(a.k.a Kuroo and Bokuto meme dream team)

Dude, you’re my libero. libro. (Tanaka and Noya)

Owl always love you (Bokuaka)

Becaws you’re my player two (Daisuga)

You’re purrfect fur me (Kuroken)

You’re my king and I’m your lionheart (Iwaoi)

You know, nya :3c (Nekoma)

Leaves so fresh, so organic, in mint condition (Seijou)

This crow’s gonna fly! (Karasuno)

You should have come to (Shiratorizawa)

tfw you accidentally adopt 120 volleychildren ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) (Miscellaneous)

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tacticalgrandma  asked:

Top 5 Hamilton fic archetypes?

1) found family. i love when Alexander finds a home among the Rev Set, among the Schuylers. i love when John realizes family doesn’t just mean his dad’s ideal. i would love to see more fics about Eliza being adopted because that’s something dear to my heart for Personal Reasons.

2) the inescapable bonds of fate. for lack of a better term. scioscribe’s “the source of distant rivers, the sound of distant guns” comes to mind, but also tumblr-user acanofpeaches and “a more perfect union.” basically the feeling that what is happening cannot in any way be changed and it will end either sadly or bittersweet and i will cry. 

3) the concept of genius. which gets thrown around a lot and not always well? people associate it with being really smart or talented, but don’t always explore the repercussions of that, ways it can make things better or worse. the ways we romanticize a concept so that we lose sight of the person. (all this to say someone should do a Hamilton/Amadeus thing and make me really really happy)

4) legacy. which, i get it, is a whole Thing in the musical, but there are so many tiny threads that encompass that idea - subtle choices, outside vs. internal perception, myth vs. reality. 

5) i am a sucker for hurt/comfort, mostly because there is a sense of emotional resolution that isn’t always present in real life. same for slow burn or friends to lovers or any romantic trope.