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Coin Correspondences

I’ve been experiencing magickal things with coins lately, and there’s nothing I could find on the internet about what they mean so here ya go. 


You can flip certain coins to divine the future about certain things, or for a yes or no question, or you can interpret meaning from coins you find randomly.


Note: This is about coins used in the United States. Sorry I don’t know anything about currency correspondences in other countries.


When you find/flip a coin:If it’s heads up, it represents something good about what the coin represents, and means yes if you asked a question. If it’s tails-up, its represents the opposite. If there are other coins around it, look at the placement. I recently found a penny with three larger coins around it and discerned that it was the Morrigan trying to show herself to me. (There were other signs of this, but that’s off topic)


Here’s a list of what certain coins represent and correspond with magickally:


Pennies- The self (you), mortality, physical things.


Nickels- Youth, innocence, potential, magick, the feminine.


Dimes- Other people, outside influences, things not directly related to you, the masculine.


Quarters- Higher powers, things out of your control, events.


Half-dollars- Something you aren’t familiar with/don’t expect, the universe/multiverse, Source/God/the All.


Anyways I hope this helped you in some way, remember this is just from my experience, follow whetever your intuition tells you :P

warbreaker thoughts
  • ok reading vasher is so odd after already having met him as zahel like? am i getting to know you all over again? did I ever know you? boy what are you UP. TO.
  • maybe he’s figuring out a way to fall off this planet and land on another one
  • and lose his sword (child) while he’s at it
  • Sisirinah “I have no one to complain to so I will complain at anyone within earshot even if it is a guard who thinks they’re sending me to my death” princess of Idris everyone
  • ok but for some reason I kept picturing oberyn martell as denth ??
  • i was whetevs on tonk fah unTIL he “lost” his pets
  • screw him
  • vivenna is so so important
  • like how of often do we get to see our male characters get brought to the absolute bottom and then change for the better? 
  • answer is: all the time
  • how often do we see that happen to female characters tho??
  • like i love how she starts off pretty conservative, closed minded and kinda haughty but she gradually learns to be more accepting and less naive, but never bitter or resentful. i love vivenna. 
  • siri and susebron were so cute. so cute. like ma girl got herself a MAN 
  • loved ligthsong, aka actual God of Snark and Memes bravery 
  • also thank u branderson for Vasher, who you expect to be the epitome of assholish anti hero with 0 Feelings ™ but is actually going around being slightly socially awkward and fixing everyone’s messes. 
  • thank u for this book
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this is my current favourite song and for whetever reason it got a cartoon music video

but like, theres something about 70s cartoon aesthetics like this that i find endearing?…

Serene, Chapter II - The Wish

Serene

Chapter II

The Wish


Disclaimer: I don’t own A Court of Thorn and Roses and all characters in the series . All of the characters and dialogues are the property of Sarah J Maas , and are not my intellectual property. There is no financial gain made from this nor will any be sought. This is for entertainment purposes only.


“Near the pond was a silver tree, a tree which only could be seen by those who truly needs it. Many has fallen, My Lord. For it was greed that calls for them, not humble wishes. The force refuse lust, greed and anger, and it will twist every path in the woods and let them those who unworthy lost in darkness, eaten by the beasts.”

“I’ll think about it,” he said as he walked back to his chamber.

“But it has to be tonight, My Lord!” she exclaimed, earning another annoyed glare, “the Silver Tree only glows in Fullmoon, it will be harder to find it otherwise.”


Spring Court is a home of lush forest and endless flowers. But one of the mystery was in this one wood, one wood that the High Lord himself can’t grasp what’s inside it. The Dark Wood was the only forest where the trees refuse to grow leaves. It’s dry, barren, smelt like burnt, it’s basically the wasteland in the evergreen Spring Court. The silence is deafening, almost as if you’re entering a world without sound. The only noise one could hear is their own step, that is if they’re not too focused on finding whatever lurking behind the trees, ready to eat them.

And here he was – despite of how annoyed he was getting bossed around by a frail Fae girl who happen to be his maid – walking through the Dark Wood in attempt to verify her tale. It’s not because he’s desperate, oh, no he wasn’t. It’s just that he’s wondering if there’s a strange occurances within his realm that he – the High Lord of the Spring Court – doesn’t know.

“I wouldn’t lie to you, Sire. Please, please, just try to find it. Dark Wood isn’t dangerous for a High Lord as you are. There’s nothing to lose.”

There’s nothing to lose,he repeated.

“My pride is lost already, alright, for verifying stupid thing like this…,” he muttered.

It’s been hours since he first start his exploration, but there nothing silver on sight. He even start to think that he’s been running in the same damn place, going all around the woods.

“The force refuse lust, greed and anger, and it will twist every path in the woods to let those who unworthy lost in darkness, eaten by the beasts.”

If the damned tree won’t show itself because he’s a lustful, greedy bastard then so be it. Years has passed, not even one bit of his desire to the High Lady of the Nights reduced ever since. There’s nothing like her, her deviant eyes, her bravery, her kiss…

He can feel the tree, if that even exist, trying to kick him off from the woods by drowning himself in memory of hers.

But the nightmares. Damn it all. He grew tired waking up in the middle of the night only to chase her shadow. Only to open his eyes and stare at the night sky. How did he supposed to forget her if even the night sky remind him strongly of her? Of her kingdom and that filthy bastard named Rhysand. Shouldn’t just leave him to rot and die back then, damn it.

Tamlin sighed for the umpteenth times as he stab the last Attor on sight. This is nonsense, he thought. But as he decided to turn around and shape-shift himself for faster way to go home, a soft voice whispered into his ear. Caressing his entire being with a familiar touch.

Say please.

“What?”

Surrender yourself and beg.

“The hell I would…,” he retorted.

It will haunt you. Every night it will haunt you.

“I can manage.”

But I can’t. No more.

“Who are you…?” he asked, his wild eyes scanning the woods.                

Say it, Tamlin. Please.

And he felt it. The force that made him surrender to it’s every whim. He can’t reject it, no, more like he couldn’t bring himself to reject the voice. The way it calls for him…

Think of it, the one thing you want to retrieve.

One true wish.

“Men has many wishes, it’s hard to pick,” he sneered, “one of it probably for you to reveal yourself.”

That’s not a wish, that’s a promise.

“Not planning to hide yourself for so long, aren’t you?”

Remember that endless, sleepless night.

No amount of distraction can take you from it’s grasp..

He found himself recalling those nights. Every tormenting nightmares. He gritted his teeth on the memories.

Do not be angry.

Damn this, he thought. I just want to go home and be at peace. Be done with it.

Be done with this sleepless nights.

Say please.

“Please, show me the way,” he muttered.

As the last word left his lips, the tree in front of him glows in dim silver. One glow led to another, and then  to the other tree, to the one across it.

Follow the light.

And so he did.


Tamlin slowed down this speed when he realized that his surroundings had slowly changed. The dry, dying leaves he stepped on had turned into midnight blue mixed with white glowing ones. He let his eyes wandered, scanning the land before him. Some pieces of broken walls, high and short, still scattered around the forest floor, too stubborn to surrender to the passing time. Long, endless vines with midnight leaves holding the walls.

The soil was lush, every corner is filled with different shades of blue leaves, sometimes gray. The gentle colors were new to his eyes because it’s always striking colors around Spring Courts. He was mesmerized by the new occurence in the wasteland like Dark Woods. How did I missed this, he thought.

Enjoying yourself? It giggled.

He flinched.

“Stop scaring me,” he grumbled.

Night will end soon.

“Right, the pond,” he muttered as he set his eyes up above, walking further into the realm.

His steps was slowed down during his rush to find the place as he encounter the one he was looking for. It was a crystal clear pond with turquoise water, circling a miraculous sight of a tree he had ever seen.

There’s countless trees in Spring Court. From the bowing thousands years old oak trees to ones with rainbow colored trunk. Every breed was unique, nowhere to be seen in other realm. Cross bred with many specimen in every court. His men has worked hard to gather every tree specimen across the realm, making the Spring Court is the source of unique forests and trees.

He had seen exceptional specimen.

But nothing like this.

The humongous silver tree stood proud, covering the entire pond around it. The trunk is probably as thick as half of his tower back at home. It’s leaves was silver sparkling, scratching the sky as it waves to the moon above. One gentle caress of the wind and the branches sways, releasing more glows around it.

The wish, Tamlin.

“I thought I did it back there, isn’t that’s why the path opened up?” he sneered, slightly confused.

Drink the water as you plead.

The golden haired man shrugged as he knelt, he closed his eyes and he thought about his wish.

His love.

His dear Feyre.

I want her back, he thought.

The pleading man scooped the water from the pond, letting the cold liquid filled his throat.

By the time he opened his eyes, the silver sparkling lands were no more. The realm is now pitch black. He heard a vicious growl from the distance, along with white eyes in the dark, whetever it was, ready to pounce him any minute. Tamlin went into his battle stance, preparing himself to kill whoever it is on sight. But soon he felt his magic taken away. Something was ripped from him and he roared to the night, refusing to accept the second experience of being stripped from his power.

The chilling growl turned into an otherwordly voice, echoing inside his head, unlike the gentle caress that had been guiding him earlier.

I saw greed.

And the High Lord collapsed.

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Lock Screen | Home Screen | Last Song | Recent Selfie

I was tagged by two super lovelies: @dae-dreamxx & @skillingsbollen. Thanks for the tag !!

My lockscreen is just a photo of Moonbyul that I really liked idk lol.

My homescreen is of course Dae with a huge smile on his face. It makes me feel a lil happy when I look at it aha.

Last song I listened to was Intro by D-LITE… I was listening to my Dae playlist last night to try to make myself feel happy… It worked a little lol.

The selfie was taken last Sunday before I went on that date or whetever…. For me, smiling and keeping my eyes completely open isn’t an option so…. ugh I always get such bad results >.>

Tagging: Anyone who wants to do this~

anonymous asked:

I'm so late on this, but someone was talking Avenger-as-family stories, so I went looking. also, one of my bookmarked writers posted something new which was dam perfect. works/9070012 .Uh, it's his/her usual humor style and has some adorable Stucky fluff to warm us all on this cold years end eve. or whetever. ENJOY, Anon!

thanks for your rec!

Dysfunctional Crime-Fighting Family by Nejinee

They’re just trying to keep the world safe, for God’s sake.

Meanwhile, Tony’s having a meltdown about Steve and Bucky’s relationship, the Falcon and Winter Soldier get their asses handed to them, Natasha and Clint are really just here for the show and Steve remains adorably flustered.
Oh, and Bucky just wants to cop a feel.

The Avengers are one helluva messed up, broken and weirdly affectionate family. Still counts as family, though.

Suggestion: A flag for questioning (People who are questioning their orientation)

I noticed people who are questioning do not really have an official flag so I decided to try making one.

According to psychology, the color orange represents social communication and optimism. In the flag, it means how important it is to, when doubting/questioning your orientation, talk to people you trust about your feelings and ask for help if needed, because sometimes those things can be hard and there’s no shame in needing a helping hand, even though how you id is your choice only. For the optimism part, it’s about how you should understand that whetever you are, you’re ok and you’re not wrong, whether you end up iding as something else or not.

White, to me personally, can represent many things but mainly space, emptiness. Like a canvas ready to be painted. In the flag, it can have two meanings: 1) It’s fine to detach yourself from label(s)/id(s) you are/were using and find completely new ones to describe yourself, you do not have to choose an new identity based on the older label(s)/id(s). 2) Once you start iding a certain way, that doesn’t mean it’s over and you’ll have to id that way always, because there’s always space for questioning your id again.

Light blue is often associated with lightness/softenss, so for the flag it’s something like saying the process of figuring out your identity is something that you shouldn’t take too seriously and it shouldn’t be harsh on you, it should be something that you should let happen on its own pace, softly, without forcing anything.

I’ve read that purple represents fluidity and imagination. So in the flag, I guess it means you are always allowed to use your imagination to experiment with as many labels/ids you want until you find one that fits you. You don’t have to use only words that other people approve, it’s fine to use your own. Specially because it’s cool to have a complicated relationship with your orientation, if that’s your case.

So…? Any opinions? Help me make this good, I persoanlly think its not really good the way it is now.

This is the last text regarding the recent event.

To all who have reblog and support for that callout post of me, claiming as far that I’m a Nazi supporter, just because I disagree with all these promoting using violence against the people you’re disagree with..

You should be ashamed of yourself. You have stay in the fandoms for so long and you have not learn any past experiences of other artists who have been called out, been labeled a lot of stupid shit just because they have their own opinions on certain things. I saw a lot of su artists that I used to respect, almost all turns against me, you even reblog and support this bullying without even know what I am trying to point out.

Also the screenshots of those arguments are incomplete, the OP of the callout post just choose whetever convinient to them in our arguements and use them to claim that I’m a Nazi supporter (although the arguments I have there didn’t really clearly state that I’m a Nazi lol). You can look back at my twitter to look at the full arguement for all I care, you might agree/disagree me, this is just an opinion and it is debatable. I don’t have to tell you who’s right and wrong, I believe all of you have brain to think by yourself instead of blindlessly claiming I’m this ‘inserts labels’ like a bunch of sheeps. Also that OP has left out the racist slurs used against me(they deleted it once I pointed them out), supports unreasonable statement saying its okay to stop people from a thing from happening even though you don’t even know it will happen, a threatening message of making a callout post and keeps on spamming strawmens aka the nazi’s and hitler mess to attack my original statement. Apparently they also have DELETE the comments/reblogs whoever disagree with them in the callout post. What a biased move there. Are you afraid of those comments that make people thinks not like you hmmm?

Will these stop me from liking stuff, hella no..I will keep drawing whatever hell I like. Tagged that callout into the ship tag I love for calling out the communities to spread rumors about me is a cowardly move. This has prove nothing but it did proves that the OP of the callout post is an online bully who wants to cause harrassement towards an artist for having an opinion, bravo. I also see a lot of people who support that callout post, you called yourself a tolerant one and yet you shuts everyone who disagree with you without a reasonable reason. This seems a big hypocrite to me.

Lastly, thank you to everyone who has supported me through this. You might agree/disagree with me, but I don’t care about that now. But you have shown me that you are not blindly follow the rumors like a herds of sheeps. I, thank you all for that.

anonymous asked:

Correct me if im wrong, but it almost feels like you always(often) try to downplay vz relationship in order to make tomdaya more(true?) Or sometimes your anons do that, but i dont remember a situation where you disagreed with them. I've seen a lot of VZ shippers who seem threatened by Tomdaya's relationship, so they start to "bash" the other ship..but tbh, i've seen quite a lot of Tomdaya shippers do the same when it comes to VZ, whetever on insta or on twitter :/

I’m not downplaying anything to make anything seem more true. I literally said i don’t think they’ve seen each other since last summer when Z went to watch their show in Atlanta while she was filming spiderman or when they went to support Deja at the club. Ik they don’t publicize a lot of the times they hang out but we typically get something, even if it’s from someone else or on accident. I also said they probably keep in touch but it may not be as often as people believe meaning i’m sure they call to catch up but I don’t believe that’s happening everyday. I still believe they are friends and consider each other family but idk if they’re as close as they once were.

With Z and Tom do I believe something may be going on? Yes. could I be wrong? yes. Who fucking knows with her. She lied and said she wasn’t with Trevor just to find out she was with Trevor the entire time. Tbh, the only reason we even found out they were together was cause she was ranting on twitter and alluding to the fact that he cheated on her and she dumped him. If it was an amicable breakup then she more than likely wouldn’t have alluded to anything and we still wouldn’t know they were even together. I’m happy we did find out she was with Trevor the entire time cause it put a lot of things into perspective and made me realize that a lot of stuff I thought was going on actually wasn’t 

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April redesign, because why not?

So, I’ve seen that there’s this cute trend of turning April into a black girl, since the original comics featured a black April and the idea appealed to me immediately.

I want to say, first and foremost, that I don’t like the 2012 version of April. 

I’ve just recently fallen into the tmnt fandom but I’ve already watched the 2003 series, the 2014 and the 2007 movie. WELL I liked THOSE Aprils a lot more. Heck, I’ve liked Megan Fox BETTER than this one, wtf.

Anyway, no one cares about my ramblings about April NoPersonality O’ Sue, SO I’ll get straight to da point.

Black Teenage April.

Red hair: check. Who said she has to be a natural redhead?

Yellow something: check. 

comfortable clothes to hang out with mutants: check.

Also, I have to add that being a caucasian italian girl, I can’t really hope to portrait a black american girl correctly, so yap, I’ve just mixed the idea of living in a city such as NY with the image of the african people I’ve met here.

This April of mine is a nerd in her own way and she doesn’t really care about most of the things that should matter in the life of a 16 years old girl.

She loves comfy, large clothes that won’t get in the way no matter what she is doing, be it walking around, reading, playing videogames or doing the shopping. As the tomboy she is, she doesn’t fit really well in the world of her fellow teenage female buddies, hence liking male company a lot more.

As the black women I’ve meet or observed in Italy, this April takes no shit from no one. She’s not physically strong, she’s not a fighter and she doesn’t train or really care about sports, BUT she will try her best to land a punch or a kick to defend herself or someone else, and won’t wait for anyone to do it for her. She speaks her mind and stands her ground even when she is scared. And she DOES feel scared quite often, but tries her best to fight it. She’s got a complex personality, given by her natural cheerful nature mixed with the discomfort she often feels.

Overall, she’s focused, funny, daydreaming, and can be really sweet and protective. However, as flawed as every other human being in this world, she’s also stubborn, cynical, a bit moody and sensitive.

Being a bit of an outcast and having hard times falling in any kind of human category, she doesn’t really have the brighest self-esteem ever. She often feels like she really has no real places to go or to belong to, and that something might be wrong with her.

For the same reason, she feels like helping people a lot, trying her best not to judge them for their choices and for what or who they are, but rather trying to understand what might have brought them to make some choices or live in a certain way. She loves to talk a lot to strangers :D

That’s exactly why she would immediately fit the tmnt family like a fucking tetris piece.

From Leo, she’d learn how to be someone to be looked up to and how to be reliable when needed, and it would be a fancy clashing of asian and african culture.

Mikey would be her hakuna matata buddy. Period.

With Raph, she would have someone who understands her in almost every possible way. The burden of feeling inadeguate, unworthy, different, and the desire of correcting the wrong in the world by doing small things. The love for desperate and messed up people. And he would totally try to train her in some sort of way, some basic defence moves or stuff like that.

With Donnie, she would have the weirdest relationship ever. Unlike the canon 2012 April, they would have little in common to speak about and he would NOT have a crush on her. And that’s why their relationship gets funny and absolutely out of the ordinary. He would be his usual scientific self, and she would not understand a single word out of his mouth; she would even try to learn something but wouldn’t be able to take it seriously. Whetever he’d try to give a logic answer to something, she’d just reply back with a spiritual/phylosophical one.

One of the things I like to think about tmnt being set in New York, is that you can mix all of those cultures that have basically never met each other and “force” them to interact.

And meeting them would surely help her grow up a lot. She’d finally understand that she can cut her own place in the world, and would most probably choose to become either a police officer or a psychologist. 

Dunno, I might be putting too much time into this, but I’m really having fun c:

The final necessary apologize cuz I’ve surely made at least ONE mistake with my fancy English.