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► POKEMON SM - Acerola - Speedpaint 【Artist-Dayuh】
Hey guys! This is my second speedpaint video that I made. Basically I am a beginner with video.XD But It's super fun to recording my draw. And~I'm really int...

This is my second Speedpaint video that I made.
Basically I am a beginner with video.XD
But It’s super fun to recording my draw.
And~I’m really into it.
I hope you enjoy the video.
See you next week !^^

The original recordings of video is for 6 hr btw.

Acerola is my fav character in Pokemon SM !!
(The second is Mina~ BTW) >///<
And I love the map “ Thrifty Megamart (Abandoned Site) “
Mimikyu is so cuteeee~ ahh

(GIF ver ↓ ) 


★ we finished season two! ★ here are some small doodles i did while watching (including some pokemon au ideas lol)

anonymous asked:

Could you please describe each faction/kingdom and who rules each one? like a description of the geographic layout if that's at all possible?

Ross appears and shoves a crude, slightly tattered map into your hands, seeming peeved.

“Alright, listen closely ‘cause I don’t have the patience to say this twice. Back before all this Hatter crap started, there were four regions all living in harmony, or what ever, blah blah blah… 

“The Heartland is pretty self explanatory; the place with a big fuckin’ castle in the middle and the biggest population. This was where Mark’s family ruled. Used to be a fun place, kids playing and merchants on every street. Now it’s the only place that the Court has managed to keep under their control, and everything but the castle itself is in ruins.

“The Sea Kingdom was where Ethan’s family was in control. It’s mainly beaches and ports. Used to be a busy place, with fishermen and casual boaters, people looking to vacation, and shell collectors. His family was very wealthy, owned the whole place. Now it’s pretty barren there, but The Hatter likes to hang around there when he’s not.. busy.

“The Mountain region is a mining and industrial region. Its relatively untouched so far, but mostly ‘cause it isn’t much of a pleasant place to live, or even to work. People only go there anymore as an attempt to escape The Hatter, or to slave away in the mines. Anyway, Tyler used to work in the mines, and as an inventor’s apprentice. He was well known for his skills with mechanics and making little gadgets.

“And then there’s The Forest. That’s where Jack used to live. He was part of a group of nomads that maintained control of the forest and took care of it. They were pretty peaceful people, in charge of agriculture and livestock, but were well trained fighters. Pacifist ninjas or something, I still don’t understand, but to each their own… Few nomads are left now, and those that are still around have gone into hiding deep in the woods. The Hatter holds total control over the Forest, in every way. The Forest bends to his will, now. Kind of a kick in the face to all the hard work the Nomads put into keeping it a peaceful and undisturbed land.”


Meta Sudans (Latin: “sweating turning post”)


89 - 96  CE

17 m. in height

The Meta Sudans was a large monumental conical fountain in Rome. The Meta Sudans was built some time between 89 and 96 under the Flavian emperors, a few years after the completion of the nearby Colosseum. It was built between the Colosseum and the Temple of Venus and Roma, close to the later Arch of Constantine, at the juncture of four regions of ancient Rome: regions I, III, IV, X (and perhaps II).

 A meta was a tall conical object in a Roman circus that stood at either end of the central spina, around which racing chariots would turn. The Meta Sudans had the same shape, and also functioned as a similar kind of turning point, in that it marked the spot where a Roman triumphal procession would turn left from the via Triumphalis along the east side of the Palatine onto the via Sacra and into the Forum Romanum itself. 

The Meta Sudans was built of a brick and concrete core, faced with marble. It seems to have “sweated” the water (sudans means “sweating”), rather than jetting it out the top. This may mean that it oozed out the top, or perhaps that water came from holes in its side.

 The monument is estimated to have stood up to 17m high; It had a base pool 16m wide and 1.4m deep.

I have visited Iraq five times since 2007, and I have seen nothing like the suffering I’m witnessing now. I came to visit the camps and informal settlements where displaced Iraqis and Syrian refugees are desperately seeking shelter from the fighting that has convulsed their region.

In almost four years of war, nearly half of Syria’s population of 23 million people has been uprooted. Within Iraq itself, more than two million people have fled conflict and the terror unleashed by extremist groups. These refugees and displaced people have witnessed unspeakable brutality. Their children are out of school, they are struggling to survive, and they are surrounded on all sides by violence.

For many years I have visited camps, and every time, I sit in a tent and hear stories. I try my best to give support. To say something that will show solidarity and give some kind of thoughtful guidance. On this trip I was speechless.

What do you say to a mother with tears streaming down her face who says her daughter is in the hands of the Islamic State, or ISIS, and that she wishes she were there, too? Even if she had to be raped and tortured, she says, it would be better than not being with her daughter.

What do you say to the 13-year-old girl who describes the warehouses where she and the others lived and would be pulled out, three at a time, to be raped by the men? When her brother found out, he killed himself.

How can you speak when a woman your own age looks you in the eye and tells you that her whole family was killed in front of her, and that she now lives alone in a tent and has minimal food rations?

In the next tent, I met a family of eight children. No parents. Father killed. Mother missing, most likely taken. The 19-year-old boy is the sole breadwinner. When I comment that it is a lot of responsibility for his age, he just smiles and puts his arm around his young sister. He tells me he is grateful he has the opportunity to work and help them. He means it. He and his family are the hope for the future. They are resilient against impossible odds.

Nothing prepares you for the reality of so much individual human misery: for the stories of suffering and death, and the gaze of hungry, traumatised children.

Who can blame them for thinking that we have given up on them? Only a fraction of the humanitarian aid they need is being provided. There has been no progress on ending the war in Syria since the Geneva process collapsed 12 months ago. Syria is in flames, and areas of Iraq are gripped by fighting. The doors of many nations are bolted against them. There is nowhere they can turn.

Syria’s neighbors have taken in nearly four million Syrian refugees, but they are reaching their limits. Syrian refugees now make up 10 percent of Jordan’s population. In Lebanon, every fourth person is now a Syrian. They need food, shelter, education, health care and work. This means fewer resources available for local people. Far wealthier countries might crack under these pressures.

Stories of terror, barrel bombs and massacres have acquired an awful familiarity. There is a great temptation to turn inward, to focus on our own troubles.

But the plain fact is we cannot insulate ourselves against this crisis. The spread of extremism, the surge in foreign fighters, the threat of new terrorism - only an end to the war in Syria will begin to turn the tide on these problems. Without that, we are just tinkering at the edges.

At stake are not only the lives of millions of people and the future of the Middle East, but also the credibility of the international system. What does it say about our commitment to human rights and accountability that we seem to tolerate crimes against humanity happening in Syria and Iraq on a daily basis?

When the United Nations refugee agency was created after World War II, it was intended to help people return to their homes after conflict. It wasn’t created to feed, year after year, people who may never go home, whose children will be born stateless, and whose countries may never see peace. But that is the situation today, with 51 million refugees, asylum-seekers or displaced people worldwide, more than at any time in the organisation’s history.

Much more assistance must be found to help Syria’s neighbors bear the unsustainable burden of millions of refugees. The United Nations’s humanitarian appeals are significantly underfunded. Countries outside the region should offer sanctuary to the most vulnerable refugees in need of resettlement - for example, those who have experienced rape or torture. And above all, the international community as a whole has to find a path to a peace settlement. It is not enough to defend our values at home, in our newspapers and in our institutions. We also have to defend them in the refugee camps of the Middle East, and the ruined ghost towns of Syria.

—  Angelina Jolie’s speech on the Syrian and Iraqi refugees.
Ghost Stories On Route 66 - Nagaina - Overwatch (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]
Summary: Hanzo Shimada is an expatriate student of the Fine Arts, attending college in what he assumes to be a reasonably sedate corner of the American southwest. Jesse McCree is an occasionally leather-clad NPS ranger whose duties extend somewhat further than shooing lost tourists back onto the clearly marked hiking trails. Something weird is going on in the desert south of Santa Fe and their lives unexpectedly come together in the middle of it.
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 2/?
Fandom: Overwatch (Video Game)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Jesse McCree/Hanzo Shimada, Soldier: 76 | Jack Morrison/Reaper | Gabriel Reyes, Ana Amari/Reinhardt Wilhelm, Lúcio Correia dos Santos & Hana “D.Va” Song, Genji Shimada/Tekhartha Zenyatta, Fareeha “Pharah” Amari/Satya “Symmetra” Vaswani
Characters: Overwatch Ensemble
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Supernatural Shenanigans, And yet the Omnic Crisis still happened, Playing fast and loose with assorted real world mythology, I may in fact be deeply in love with the Four Corners region in general and New Mexico in specific, Yes there will be actual ghost stories at some point, I intended for this to be a one-shot shortfic, And before I could restrain it it started growing a plot and chapters


I absolutely love the unusual AU, the richness of the lore, and the beautiful way that the characters are written in this. I’m really excited to see where else it goes and highly recommend it. -Tev


Hovenweep Village Ruins, Colorado

(Geology): All the buildings and canyon were carved from shale and sandstone, sandstone being most prevalent. There was some crossbedding and one instance of jointing. As well as some biological soil crust at the end, which I thought was super neat~~


Enjoy beautiful skies over the Canyons of the Ancients National Monument with #mypubliclandsroadtrip.  

The Canyons of the Ancients National Monument in Colorado contains some of the highest densities of archaeological sites in North America, with pueblos from around 1200 A.D. Stop first at the Anasazi Heritage Center (monument headquarters), Southwest Colorado’s premier archaeological museum of the Ancestral Puebloan (Anasazi) and other Native cultures of the Four Corners region. A short hike from the Anasazi Heritage Center leads to the Escalante Pueblo and a dramatic view of the surrounding Colorado and Utah landscapes.

Photos by Bob Wick, BLM


The Bembine Tablet of Isis and Eliphas Levi’s Key to the Tablet.

The Bembine Tablet is a Key to the Ancient Book of Thoth. Although the scenes are Egyptianising, they do not depict Egyptian rites. Figures are shown with non-customary attributes, making it unclear which are divinities and which kings or queens. Egyptian motifs are used without rhyme or reason. However, the central figure is recognisable as Isis, suggesting that the Tablet originated in some Roman centre of her worship.

The diagram of Levi, by which he explains the mystery of the Tablet, shows the Upper Region divided into the four seasons of the year, each with three signs of the Zodiac, and he has added the four-lettered sacred name, the Tetragrammaton, assigning Jod to Aquarius, that is Canopus, He to Taurus, that is Apis, Vau to Leo, that is Momphta, and He final to Typhon. Note the Cherubic parallel - Man, Bull, Lion and Eagle. The fourth form is found either as Scorpion or Eagle depending upon the Occult good or evil intention: in the Demotic Zodiac, the Snake replaces the Scorpion. The Lower Region he ascribes to the twelve simple Hebrew letters, associating them with the four quarters of the horizon. The Central Region he ascribes to the Solar powers and the Planetary.

In the middle we see above, the Sun, marked Ops, and below it is a Solomon’s Seal, above a cross; a double triangle Hexapla, one light and one dark triangle superposed, the whole forming a sort of complex symbol of Venus. To the Ibimorphos he gives the three dark planets, Venus, Mercury, and Mars placed around a dark triangle erect, denoting Fire. To the Nephthæan triad he gives three light planets, Saturn, Luna, and Jupiter, around a light inverted triangle which denotes Water. There is a necessary connection between water, female power, passive principle, Binah, and Sephirotic Mother, and Bride.

Ancient signs for the planets were all composed of a Cross, Solar Disc and Crescent: Venus is a cross below a Sun disc, Mercury, a disc With a crescent above and cross below, Saturn is a Cross whose lowest point touches the apex of the crescent; Jupiter is a Crescent whose lowest point touches the left hand end of a cross: all these are deep mysteries. Levi in his original plate transposed Serapis and Hecate, but not the Apis noir and Apis blanc, perhaps because of the head of Bes being associated by him with Hecate. Note that having referred the 12 simple letters to the lower, the 7 double must correspond to the central region of the planets, and then the great triad A.M.S. the mother letters representing Air, Water, and Fire remain to be pictured, around S the Central Iynx, or Yod, by the Ophionian Triad the two Serpents and the Leonine Sphynx. Levi’s word OPS in the centre is the Latin Ops, Terra, genius of the Earth; and the Greek Ops, Rhea, or Kubele (Cybele) often drawn as a goddess seated in a chariot drawn by lions; she is crowned with turrets, and holds a Key.