#pele’s tear

[dmadfromscratch]

Onyx

Pele’s Tear + Amethyst

#steven universe #my art #gemsona #gem #su #art #ocs #oc #amethyst #pele’s tear #onyx

[ao3feeddestiel]

Indeana Jones and the Tear of Pele

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/tbVC0GM by Hiding_Amaranth What starts as a relaxing beach vacation in Hawai’i turns into a journey of self-discovery for Castiel and Dean. To save the world from the Darkness, they both faced what they thought to be their imminent demise and came out the other side very much still alive. So now they have to ponder the really big questions, such as what a bucket list is, what place in the world a fallen angel has, and how Indiana Jones ever managed to keep that hat on his head. The island seems to have a way of making the barrier of touch crumble to dust until they're sliding toward the edge of something new and fragile between them that neither of them dares to put a name to, lest it might disappear. When what really disappears is Castiel, there's very little Dean wouldn't do to get the angel back. Words: 32679, Chapters: 9/9, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Canon Universe, Beach Vacation, Action/Adventure, Humor, angst with happy ending, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Mythology of Hawai’i, Magic, Mystery, Fallen Angel Castiel, Castiel's True Form, Mutual Pining, Idiots in Love, Dean in Denial, Dean Makes up Ridiculous Excuses for Touch, Slow Burn, Castiel's Wings, Protective Dean, Protective Castiel, Castiel Uses Sarcasm, First Kiss, First Time, Grace-Powered Orgasm, Castiel Goes Missing, Castiel and Dean save each other, Minor Sam/Rowena, Post-Season 11, Canon Divergence, POV Alternating, Dean POV, Castiel POV, Dean/Cas Reverse Bang 2024 read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/tbVC0GM

#IFTTT #Indeana Jones and the Tear of Pele #Hiding_Amaranth

[seblogy]

i dont know who needs to hear this but the hexa will never happen lol

#be serious people #cup after cup all we do is expect pele.2 to save us #the nt is actually just a merchandise machine that causes trauma every 4 years #i dont know why i even fall for it #joke is on me really #either way i dont have any more tears left for them

[tiredwitchplant]

Everything You Need to Know About Crystals: Peridot

Peridot (The Tears of Pele)

*Yes Peridot from Steven Universe is here. She demanded to be added okay!?

Color:  Olive Green to Yellow-Green

Rarity: Easy to Obtain, Harder to higher quality

Hardiness:  6.5 – 7

Type: Orthorhombic (Gem form of Olivine)

Chakra Association: Heart and Solar Plexus

Angels: Achaiah or Raphael

Deities: Pele and Isis

Birthstone: August

Astrological Signs: Leo, Libra, Gemini, and Capricorn

Element: Earth

Planet: Venus and the Sun

Origin: Brazil, Hawaii, Myanmar, Egypt, Pakistan, Sri Lanka, USA

Powers: Purification, Cleansing, Wealth, Happiness, Prosperity, Protection

Crystals It Works Well With: Rutilated Quartz, Rose Quartz, Sunstone, Carnelian, Tourmaline, and Citrine

How It is Created: Peridot is the gemstone variety of olivine, a mineral made up of magnesium, iron and silicate compound. The higher proportions of magnesium and iron are used to identifying the key features in the gem, while the chromium and nickel impurities contribute to its beautiful green color. Some specimens of peridot can even appear in meteorites called pallisites and found during volcanic activity on the island of Oahu in Hawaii.

History: The Egyptians mined peridot on the island of Zebirget, which is located in the Red Sea. Egyptians used the gem for over 4,000 years and was even said to be Cleopatra’s favorite. It is regarded as a sacred stone during Medieval times and was even used in the design of the Shrine of the Three Kings in Germany. Peridot crystals found in the black volcanic sands of Hawaii are said to be the tears of the Goddess, Pele. Now most of the world’s peridot comes from Arizona or Pakistan.

What It Can Do:

Keep away evil spirits and great for protecting aura

Releases and neutralizes toxins on all levels

Purifies the subtle and physical body and mind

Opens, cleanses, and activates the heart and solar plexus chakra to release “old baggage”

Clears the feelings of burden, guilt, and obsession

Guides you to better influences

Alleviates jealousy, resentment, spite, anger and stress.

Enhances confidence and assertion without aggression

Sharpens the minds and opens it to new levels of awareness

Banishes lethargy, bringing to your attention all things you have neglected

Is said to heal and regenerate tissues and strengthen the metabolism

How to Get the Best Out Of: Peridot works best near the throat area and heart area of your body so a peridot pendant or necklace would be best.

How to Cleanse and Charge: Cleanse using smoke or running it over water. Charge it by placing it under a windowsill during a full moon.

Talisman:

Social Media Talisman

Peridot ring, worn on the hand you scroll with

Chalice

Moon water

1 small piece fresh or dried valerian root

1 fresh lemon slice

Cleanse and empower your ring with the ability to dispel feelings of envy and inadequacy.

Gather your materials in a sunny area during a waning moon.

Fill the chalice with moon water.

Take the valerian root in your hand and hold it in the direct sunlight.

Say, “Valerian root that calm sting, add self-assurance to my ring.” Visualize it absorbing the sun and pulsing with a gentle, light. Place it in the chalice.

Hold the lemon slice up to the sun, feeling the illumination and bright energy coming from it.

Say, “Bright yellow lemon with a bite, filter that which befalls my sight.”

Squeeze the lemon slice so the juice goes into the chalice.

Now the chalice holds a soothing brew imbued with calm from the valerian, confidence from sunlight, and optimistic realism from the lemon.

Put the peridot ring in the chalice and let it sit in the sun for about an hour.

Retrieve your peridot ring from the chalice and wear it. Pour the water into the earth.

The ring help ground you in reality while filtering your impressions of what you consume on social me protecting your self-confidence and dispelling any feelings of jealousy or inadequacy.

Perform this spell in direct sunlight, if possible, to illuminate the truth and soothe uncertainty. If you don’t have a chalice, use a bowl, or any kind of cup. Moon water is water that has been left outdoors under the full moon to absorb its power.

Sources

#witchblr #witch community #witchcraft #occulltism #crystals #crystal witch #paganblr #witch #witch blog #nature #rocks #peridot #olivine #minerals #uncut gems #geology #gemstones

[amaranthhiding]

Indeana Jones and the Tear of Pele

My fic for the Dean/Cas Reverse Bang 2024 that I've been pouring my heart and soul into for the last few months.

Art by Aggiedoll

Castiel POV

"So…," Dean bridged the gap of their sudden silence. "What's on your bucket list?"

"What?" Castiel asked, wondering what would happen if he simply gave in to his fingers' itching desire to reach out and slide over Dean's arm. Now that he'd gotten another brief taste of it, the urge to feel, to sense, to touch was so much harder to rein in, lighting up the nerves in fingertips that were his alone again after all the time he'd spent locked into his own mind without any control over this body.

"Not in general," Dean clarified nothing whatsoever. "I sure hope you ain't gonna kick the bucket any time soon. Or, like, at all. I just mean while we're here."

Castiel had to admit that standing so close to Dean really impacted his ability to focus, celestial being or not. He could only make half a sense out of this string of words. If he didn't know any better, he'd think Dean was covering some kind of nervousness with the way he kept interrupting himself by adding more sentences. Only that there was no discernible thing for him to be nervous about. There was nothing but them and the open sea.

Dean POV

The frog chirped and hopped away with one long leap. Running on intuition more than any logical reasoning, Dean pushed aside the fern that the animal had disappeared behind, uncovering an opening in the ground. He pulled out his phone and activated the flashlight, shining down into what seemed to be a steep, narrow tunnel leading down into pitch black.

He hated narrow fucking tunnels. A small part of his brain still seemed to be functional enough to have his phone send Sam his coordinates with a brief 'Just in case'. Then he stowed the device back in his pocket and covered his face in his hands, dreading what came next.

Cas, he reminded himself. He was doing this to get Cas back.

Words: 32,679 Rating: Explicit Tags: Canon Universe, Post-Season 11, Beach Vacation, Fantasy Adventure, Humor, Angst with Happy Ending, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Fallen Angel Castiel, Castiel's True Form, Mutual Pining, Idiots in Love, Dean in Denial, Dean Makes Up Excuses for Touch, Castiel Uses Sarcasm, Slow Burn, Castiel Goes Missing, Castiel and Dean Save Each Other

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Taglist under the cut.

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#destiel #fanfic #amaranthfics #dcrb 2024 #spncreatorsdaily #castiel #dean #dean winchester #deancas #destiel fanfic #spn #supernatural #supernatural fanfic #spn fanfic #deancas fanfic #fanart #destiel fanart #deancas fanart #spn fanart #supernatural fanart

[renascestes]

escapism

O horizonte vermelho como lentes de um óculos, mas é a luz que nos toma de assalto. Minhas mãos em seu pescoço, em seus ombros e logo após em suas calças. Encaro seu rosto anguloso, sorvendo-o como água num deserto, mesmo nem sabendo seu nome. Ele me estende a mão e convida para outro lugar, quero ir. Meu rosto reluz de maquiagem e suor, escorrendo pelas minhas têmporas e exalo o álcool que me certifiquei de beber até as últimas gotas. Meu corpo não obedece o agora, mas sim a essa vontade acelerada de esquecer que ontem sua porta bateu diante de mim. Este homem não me conhece, mas conhece meu gosto. A pele dele salgada sob minha língua, o perfume amadeirado e a camisa de botão já retirada são testemunhas que temos foco. O mesmo foco, que sorte. Eu o queria e ele gostou do meu papo de quem resolve as coisas logo. Mais uma taça, mais uma garrafa, mais um shot. O teto gira, a luz parece quase fantasmagórica e o prazer parece estar chegando. Posso sentir o corpo dele tremer sob o meu enquanto seus olhos escuros fixam em meu rosto já não tão montado. Ele não sabe, nem se importa, que não vejo mais quem está comigo. Tudo que vejo é a porta se fechar diante da minha pergunta não respondida. Porra, queria não sentir o coração sair pela boca por um enquanto fodo com outro. Queria não sentir vontade de chorar enquanto meu corpo está prestes a se preencher de prazer, mas prazer é tudo que posso ter agora. [drunk calls, drunk texts, drunk tears, drunk sex] A pele clara dele só me lembra que a sua é escura, esculpida. A mão indelicada dele só me relembra que as suas sempre me foram suaves. Que se foda. Que se foda você e o final que tivemos ontem enquanto estou acompanhada por esse estranho de lábios tão pouco gentis. Me permito deixar que ele investigue meu corpo com suas mãos, meu lábio treme pressionados contra os dedos dele, minhas pernas o prendem como se não quisesse que fosse embora. [ainda que queira] Uma garrafa, por favor, mais uma garrafa. Viraremos copos até que sejamos massas sem nada a sentir além de tesão e calor; sem me sentir como ontem parada à sua porta.

[doctor, doctor, have mercy on me, take this pain away]

#liberdadeliteraria #espalhepoesias #pequenosescritores #eglogas #poecitas #projetocores #meuprojetoautoral #lardepoetas #lardospoetas #mentesexpostas #arquivopoetico #pescmembros #rnc #renascendo

[kayhi808]

Legends

Kauai sunrises have become the best part of your day. Billy surprised you with a Hawaii vacation for your birthday. He rented a perfect little beach bungalow. Nothing fancy and posh. The little backyard just blended right onto the beach.

As you wake, you turn to see Billy is still fast asleep. His skin a warm bronze after his time in the sun. You smile, watching him sleep, warmth blooming in your chest with the love you feel for this man. You give him a quick kiss on his shoulder as you slip from the bed. You throw on a bikini and head out to the beach.

On your way, you pick a pink hibiscus, & tuck in behind your left ear, signifying that you are "taken". A custom that you picked up while your stay on the island. The smell of the salt air is mixed with the fragrance of all the different flowers in the backyard.

"Hey."

You turn back towards the house. Bill walks towards you with his surf shorts hanging low on his hips, stretching and yawning. "G'morning." He reaches you & bends down to kiss you before plopping down, stretching out next to you on the blanket you have set up. "You're up early."

"You left & I couldn't sleep." He pulls you down for another kiss & dislodges your flower & the wind takes it off down the beach. Bill sits up and reaches for a bright red blossom .

"No! Don't, Billy." You grab at his hand & he gives you a weird look. "Never that flower."

He laughs at you, "Why? Is it poisonous?" Suspiciously eyeing the pretty blossom.

"No, there's a legend regarding this tree." You turn towards him, ready to share what you learned. "In Ancient Hawaii, Ohia and Lehua were young lovers. He was a handsome trickster," running your fingertips across Bill's handsome face. "And she was the most beautiful and gentle girl on the island."

Billy smiles & settles in for your story. "But, one day Pele, the volcano & fire goddess came across Ohia. He was so handsome she wanted him for herself. Ohia was so in love with Lehua, he refused the Goddess Pele. She was so enraged, she turned him into a twisted, ugly tree. Pele ignored Lehua’s pleas to change him back. Lehua was so devastated, the other gods felt sorry for the young girl. They couldn’t reverse Pele’s magic, but they did turn Lehua into a beautiful red flower and placed her on the tree so that the two young lovers would never again be apart." You look wistfully at the tree. "It is said that as long as the flowers remain on the tree, the weather is sunny and fair. But when a flower is plucked from the tree, rain falls like tears since Lehua still cannot bear to be separated from her beloved Ohia."

Billy is half chuckling, half pouting at your sad face. "Aw, baby." He pulls you down to lay beside him with your head on his chest. He squeezes you close & drops a kiss on your head.

"It's such a beautiful legend," wiping away a tear.

"I love how soft-hearted you are." You burrow yourself into Billy's side as the sun rises on another beautiful day in Hawaii.

@idaofinfinity @imagine-a-fictional-boyfriend @e-dubbc11

#billy russo #billy russo x reader #billy russo imagine #billy russo fanfic #billy russo fanfiction

[cocoartzy]

Cotl oc time!!

Pelee, a mysterious figure in the game that shows up after restoring an old god statue in dark woods. She runs a tea shop that gives you a small bonus on crusades. The ability is randomize and she has a lot of knowledge of things long gone. Of gods whose hearts no longer beat, and the first ones. She hints to being one herself and that she's 'retired' but how can a god retire? She never answers your questions directly or truthfully for that manner. Riddle, riddles, riddles. She will occasionally give you quests and reward you with things like purify a damned or giving an item.

Pelee is a vain character who talks highly of herself and talks about the old faith like a mother talking about their unfortunate child they have to deal with. She's none to please about the death of lambs and flies into a fit at the discovery. Careful not to cross her. She's not just a pretty face.

Balaa is a lamb, the only one besides the lamb themself. How is she alive? When she fell down rocky terrain she got a crystal jammed in her head. But instead of it killing her as a child, it revealed to give her prophetic abilities. A god tear has jammed itself in her skull! From then on out she was plagued with horrid dreams of the future but no one had ever seen a god's tear not being one themself. No one believed her. At the first signs of the end for lambs coming true, she flew into a panic and ran away in the night from her mountain village. Never to be seen again...or so is told. She's been living in cave cracks and using shadow to scare others away. She's bit hard to indoctrinate since you have to chase her through every domain and corner her.

Will introduce dyes once indoctrinated and allow you to die the lamb's wool.

Ramlin! The gee-ahem goat. Collector of treasures and an explorer. Always finding items and buying some. Giving the lamb gifts. Unfortunately his eye sight is literal shit and he'll just straight up give you shit because they told him it was special. How does he know the seller was telling the truth? He just felt it in his heart! Not the brightest bulb but a kind one. He survived extermination due to his mixed heritage and goat like appearance. He only starts showing his sheep qualities after the storyline. He no longer feels scared and proudly talks about sheep culture and the things he misses.

#cotl oc #cotl #cult of the lamb

[monjardin22damour]

🌻❤️🖤

Sou início de noite. Sou pele. Sou sorriso e mais sorriso. Sou liberdade, dança e viagem. Sou silêncio e silêncio. Sou música e poesia, lágrima que não se esconde. Já fui mais, hoje sou muitos eus. Dia que sorri e sol que aquece. Sou o que não vês. Sou vinho quente, passos largos, bota, aconchego. Sou saudade. Sou olhos que sonha e coração que ama. Não sou praia, sou intensa em Paris. Sou a que te olha, mas a que não vês. Sou a moça ao teu lado ou a que partiu.

_Lana Lutcho

I'm early evening. I'm skin. I am smile and more smile. I am freedom, dance and travel. I am silence and silence. I am music and poetry, a tear that cannot be hidden. I've been more, today I'm many selves. Day that smiles and sun that warms. I'm what you don't see. I'm mulled wine, wide steps, boot, snuggle. I miss you. I am eyes that dream and heart that loves. I'm not beach, I'm intense in Paris. I'm the one who looks at you, but the one you don't see. I'm the girl next to you or the one who left.

_Lana Lutcho

#meusrabiscos #love #amor #cardsdeamor #cardsmeus #poesia #monjardin22damour #youtube #my love #my post #my art #in love

[nostalgic-woodwind]

Bye-Bye, Butterfly

CG! Jin Lee and Regressor! Ming Lee 🍼

Plot: Ming and Jin watch the monarch butterflies at Point Pelee National Park.

Prompt generator by @buttercupagere

It was a beautiful Saturday morning in Toronto.

The air was getting cooler. The leaves were starting to change color. It was late September, and autumn was approaching.

Jin was making breakfast when the radio that was playing announced that the monarch butterflies were migrating from Point Pelee National Park. The radio said that anyone can go watch them migrate to Mexico.

Jin thought it was a great way to celebrate the end of summer and beginning of autumn. He knew that Ming loved butterflies in both her big and regressed headspace.

After he finished cooking, he went to the bedroom so he could wake up Ming.

Jin gently opened the door and and smiled when he saw Ming sleeping peacefully with her pacifier in her mouth. She was also hugging her Celine Dion doll and baby blanket. He quietly walked over to the bed and softly shook Ming’s shoulder to wake her up.

“Ming, it’s time to wake up and say good morning to the sun,” Jin whispered.

Ming yawned as she woke up and rubbed her eyes with her fists. She then reached her arms out to Jin.

Jin happily and gently picked Ming up. She then wrapped her arms and legs around him while sucking on her pacifier.

“Morning, Dada,” Ming sleepily babbled as she rested her head on Jin’s shoulder.

“Aww, is someone feeling tiny this morning?” Jin cooed as he rubbed Ming’s back and rocked her from side to side. “Is Dada’s little panda cub feeling tiny, hm?”

Ming nodded as Jin continued rocking her. After a few minutes, he gently laid her back down on the bed. He changed her out of her pajamas and into a long-sleeved shirt and a pair of blue jeans with embroidered flowers and butterflies on them. He brushed her hair and then carried her to the kitchen. He sat her down at the table and began serving breakfast.

“Hey, Ming, guess what? There’s a monarch butterfly migration happening at Point Peele National Park today. Do you want to go see it?” Jin asked after he sat down to eat.

“Migration?” Ming asked as she tilted her head.

“Yes, that’s when some animals like birds head to warmer places during the colder months. In this case, the monarchs are flying to Mexico for a while.”

“Go bye-bye?” Ming asked again as her voice began to grow quiet.

“They’re going bye-bye for a while, but they’ll come back in the spring.”

“They will?”

“Yep. Do you want to go watch the butterflies migrate today?” Jin asked.

"Okay," Ming said quietly and nodded as she continued eating.

After breakfast, Jin took Ming to the living room and turned on the TV for her, surfing the channels until he landed on Treehouse TV. He then left the living room to get everything ready for their trip. He packed up Ming’s regression bag and a cooler of food since the trip would take a while and it would be lunch time by the time they got to the park.

Thirty minutes passed and Jin finished packing. He walked back into the living room, where Ming resting her head on the couch’s arm. She had a sad look on her face, as if she was about to cry.

Jin noticed this and walked over to Ming, crouching down to her eye level.

“Are you alright, Ming?” Jin asked.

“Butterflies no go…” Ming muttered.

“You don’t want them to leave?”

Ming shook her head as tears began to form in her eyes.

“How are you feeling right now?” Jin asked.

“Happy to see them… but sad to see them go…” Ming sniffled as she sat up and the tears finally fell.

Jin gave Ming a hug and she began crying.

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Jin comforted as he softly shushed her and patted her back. “It’s sad for me to see them go, too.”

“Dada sad?” Ming hiccuped.

“Yeah, I’m going to miss the butterflies, and it’s okay to miss someone that’s going away for a while.”

Ming continued sniffling and crying as Jin patted her back.

After a few minutes, Jin let go of the hug and wiped Ming’s tears away.

“I know it’s hard to watch the butterflies leave, but I promise they’re not going away forever. They’re just going to take a nap in a warmer place for a few months and they’ll come right back,” Jin reassured. “And you know what? I bet the butterflies are thinking about you, just like how we’re thinking about them.”

“They are?” Ming asked.

Jin nodded and kissed Ming’s forehead.

“Let’s take a few deep breaths to help us feel better,” Jin said. He began slowly inhaling from his nose and slowly exhaling from his mouth. Ming followed along, breathing deeply as her tears slowly stopped.

“Come back?” Ming asked after taking a few deep breaths.

“They’ll come back in the spring. And when it gets warmer, we can head back to the park and see them again.”

Ming gave a small smile and nodded. Jin smiled back and gave her one more hug.

“Come on, let’s get your tuque and jacket on and we’ll go,” Jin said.

~

The trip to the Point Pelee National Park took over four hours, but Ming was happily occupied with her coloring books and storybooks that Jin packed, along with her baby blanket and Celine Dion doll. She even fed her panda and played with it in her Tamagotchi when it was hungry or needed playtime.

Once they got to the park, they walked in and found a picnic area to eat their lunch. Lunch went by in a blur and they cleaned up their area. Jin held Ming’s hand as they walked down the trail that led them to the monarch butterflies’ roosting site.

They arrived at the roosts and Ming was astonished. Monarch butterflies were flying and fluttering all over the place! Ming grinned from ear to ear.

“Look, Dada!” Ming exclaimed excitedly.

“I do see the butterflies!” Jin smiled. “Aren’t they pretty?”

Ming nodded as she and Jin watched the butterflies fly around them. A butterfly landed on Jin’s tuque and Ming began giggling. Jin chuckled at this, glad that Ming was feeling better.

After a bit, some butterflies began flying away.

Ming began to tear up again. Jin gently squeezed Ming’s hand to console her and remind her that the monarch butterflies will be back soon. She smiled back as she and Jin continued watching them fly around and migrate.

#age regression #sfw agere #agere #age regressor #age dreaming #sfw age regression #turning red #turning red pixar #turning red agere #turning red jin #turning red ming #pixar turning red #Pixar agere #disney agere #agere fandom #agere fanfic #agere fanfiction #age regression fanfic #age regression writing #age regression fanfiction #age regression fandom #fanfic #fanfiction #nostalgic woodwind writes

[dmadfromscratch]

#my art #oc #art #ocs #steven universe #gemsona #su #gem #abalone #alexandrite #garnet #amethyst #pearl #ruby #sapphire #pele’s tear #pele #fusion

[ilovewebtoons]

Hii, I just wanted to rate some Webtoons I’ve read in the past.

I Love Yoo

The art is great and it used to be my favorite webtoon but after a while it starting dragging. The characters became more unlikable and unfortunately the webtoon lost its humor which I had considered its greatest charm. The issue is that chapters feel way too dense nowadays. Its a shame because I had been looking forward to see my ship develop. Reading the first ten chapters and then the last few shows how much the tone of the story has changed. The best part of the story was in my opinion the Gala arc, right after it the story took a tragic turn. But during it I interacted so much in the fandom and we made theories based on everything! It was so so much fun. I think the biggest bummer is seriously the tonal shift. 6/10

Sirens Lament

I remember reading this weekly when it had barely finished its first season. It was absolutely lovely. The art is breathtaking and the characters are beyond likable, I love them. I just want to root for them all. The ending (honestly the last few chapters) had me in tears and I was completely obsessed with the secondary couple (Tua and Pele omg). I loved it. If I had one criticism, its that after 2/3s of the story the plot started to feel a tiny bit dense at times but even then, just seeing the gorgeous artwork made up for it. 9.5/10

Lets Play

It started off fine, I loved the artstyle and was invested into the plot, and as someone who played a lot of games as a child and young teen, I loved the references to games! The sequence where Marshall began playing the game was, in my opinion, the best part of the entire story. I was reading weekly at the time and Lets play had become the webtoon I looked most forward to updating because of it. That changed once Marshall had finished the game though. What I didn’t like were the things that followed, especially the amount of sexual content. 5/10

Cursed Princess Club

This webtoon is amazing. I’ve been reading it since the day it was released and oh boy, its everything!! It has everything. Likable characters, great humor and an intriguing plot. I don’t even know what else to say. People tend to criticize the artsyle which was remastered in the physical copy, but I never had a problem with it personally. I have the least to say here because I just liked everything. Every decision the author makes, I like. And the plottwists make sense and she also builds up her plot over 100s of chapters, its crazy! Like you’ll be in chapter 100 something and she’ll call back to something said in chapter 12. And the chapters are long. I never feel robbed when spending my coins! 10/10

The four of them

Its a very refreshing webtoon. I love the characters and their development. And honestly, it never once bored me. The 4 main characters are very interesting, and you really just want them to succeed. When they mess up, instead if getting annoyed, I’d root for them to do better next time and learn from their mistakes. And after reading the comments, I can say that most felt that way. The stakes were also rather low which makes the reading experience a lot more chill than the other webtoons, a true breath of fresh air. My only criticism is that the chapter lengths vary to much, so when you’re buying a chapter w coins you take a bit of a risk of getting a shorter one that’ll be done after a minute of reading. Its an amazing story to binge though! 9/10

#webtoon #cursed princess club #the four of them #I love yoo #lets play #sirens lament

[madseance]

Extended Sad Tori Amos Playlist for Crowley Good Omens

He's got to listen to something whilst parked in the Bentley pounding down pints of Ben & Jerrys.

"Tear In Your Hand" — Little Earthquakes

"Cloud On My Tongue" — Under the Pink

"Strange" — Scarlet's Walk

"Northern Lad" — From the Choir Girl Hotel

"China" — Little Earthquakes

"Sister Janet" — Under the Pink

"Little Earthquakes" — Little Earthquakes

"I'm Not In Love" — Strange Little Girls

"Bells for Her" — Under the Pink

"Winter" — Little Earthquakes

"Baker Baker" — Under the Pink

"Hey Jupiter" — Boys for Pele

"A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square" — Good Omens

Listen on: Spotify | YouTube

#good omens #crowley #tori amos #fynn posts #sister janet is on here primarily for easter egg reasons

[royalsofhistory]

Can you pls talk about king Alexander I of Yugoslavia & his wife mignon.

Does he was loyal to her? Did they had a loving marriage?.

I tried so hard to find some info but it's so hard!😭

Hi! Of course, I’ll try to, to the best of my knowledge.

I’m not entirely convinced whether the match was one of true love or not, but I do believe the two had respect for one another.

Alexander had fallen in love with Tatiana, Tsar Nicholas II’s second daughter, when he was a child, and he intended on marrying her, but his marital aspirations came crumbling when the Romanovs were slaughtered by the Bolsheviks. To quote Hannah Pakula, “he never fell in love again”. Mignon, too, had declared she was never going to marry amidst the marriage events of her siblings. In spite of Alexander’s heartbreak, he still expressed his wish for “practical matters, such as the consolidation of his dynasty”.

However, the idea of a marriage between Mignon and Alexander came through the auspices of Romanian politician, Take Ionescu, who supported Balkan unity. He spoke to Mignon about the “lonely young man, an orphan with a mentally unstable brother, a poor rich king in an empty palace, who was looking for a queen to brighten his life and give him a family”, which intrigued the ever so kindhearted Romanian princess.

The following passages are cited from Hannah Pakula’s book:

[…] Alexander vas invited to Sinaia for the Christmas holidays, "the time of all the year," according to the Princess, "when it must be most sad to be alone without family." A week or so after New Year's, Mignon took her suitor through the snow-covered forests on a tour of Castle Peles. They were gone some time. When they returned, she was leading him by the hand. The King of Yugoslavia spoke no English. "Mother, we have arranged it," said Mignon, who burst into tears and ran quickly out of the room.

Queen Marie was concerned. Although she knew Alexander had an excellent personal reputation and that the alliance would be extremely popular both countries, he was, in her words, "an outsider of unsure race." Shy, communicative, the King of Yugoslavia volunteered nothing about himself. Marie could not understand how her daughter could have accepted him so readily without knowing him better […]. The Princess herself seemed to have no anxieties, announcing her new status with pride to everyone around and insisting upon telegraphing government officials herself.

I interpret Mignon’s eagerness to become engaged with Alexander as a show of her empathetic nature, but also of attraction. Upon their marriage celebrations, Alexander purchased an incredibly exquisite but expensive set of jewels for his soon-to-be wife.

Now… I haven’t found much information about their actual marriage. It’s a rather vague subject. However, I think it was an agreeable one, but not exclusively loving. His mother-in-law described Alexander as “capricious”, and Mignon as “having developed a dependency on other women”. Please note that it was believed that Mignon was romantically interested in women and she allegedly had an affair with a former classmate from Heathfield School, Rosemary Cresswell, also a lady-in-waiting to her, after her husband's death. In terms of Alexander’s loyalty, there was an incident involving his sister-in-law, Elisabeth, which took place soon after Peter’s birth. Elisabeth was being very flirtatious towards Alexander, a fact which greatly bothered Mignon, but it was never mentioned if it was mutual. I haven’t read about any other cases of “infidelity”.

The only reaction on Mignon’s part after Alexander’s death that I was able to find was the following, noted by Marie of Romania: “She was extremely calm and wonderfully dignified, but her hands were shaking”.

I wish I could further elaborate, but I only possess so much information on the subject you’ve mentioned.

Unfortunately, as you’ve mentioned, resources (especially primary resources, like their diaries which have yet to be published, if they ever will be) on them are rather limited. However, I’ve managed to gather a few, though I’m afraid they might not be very accessible, since they’re not all available in English, but here they are nevertheless:

English language sources:

• The many works of Stephen Graham on King Alexander of Yugoslavia, such as Alexander of Yugoslavia: The Story of the King who was Murdered at Marseilles. You can read it here. Also, Alexander of Yugoslavia: The Strong Man of the Balkans, which you can read here.

• The website of the Royal Family of Serbia, that you can access here.

• The Last Romantic: A Biography of Queen Marie of Romania by Hannah Pakula. You can read it here.

• And of course, The story of my life by Queen Marie of Romania. Her memoirs are always very insightful and useful. You can read them here.

Romanian language sources:

• Mignon. Principesa României, Regina Iugoslaviei by Diana Mandache. It’s a very solid piece of work on Mignon, though, unfortunately, the biography has yet to be digitalised and translated into English.

• A ten page article on Mignon also written by Diana Mandache and published by the Romanian National Museum of History Journal that you can read here. It’s in Romanian, but you can use Google Translate to read it, if you’ve got the patience.

Serbian language sources:

• Marija Karađorđević - Kraljica Majka by Danica and Srđan Čolović.

• Marija Karađorđević: Kraljica Plem by Vojislava Latković.

Hope this helps :D

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Brazil World Cup Fans Ditch Yellow Shirt Tainted by Politics

If a deeply polarizing presidential election wasn’t enough to tear Brazilians apart, the World Cup is posing a new identity test: whether to wear their most-prized shirt.

The Brazilian national football team’s canary yellow and green jersey has become the choice accessory of supporters of outgoing President Jair Bolsonaro. So closely is the shirt associated with the right-wing leader, that many fans are ditching it as they cheer on Brazil in this year’s tournament. The team, who are favorites to win, will play their first match against Serbia on Thursday.

“The future is blue,” William Enrique, who hawks jerseys in downtown Rio de Janeiro, said of Brazil’s secondary shirt. Pointing to a pile of unsold yellow jerseys, he added: “Buyers will tell me, ‘That’s Bolsonaro! Gimme the other one.’”

Worn by football greats like Pele and Ronaldo when they helped Brazil bring home its five World Cups, the iconic yellow uniform is a symbol of the country’s dominance of the sport. But it’s also being donned by Bolsonaro faithful at rallies, and as they take to the streets to protest President-elect Luiz Inacio Lula da Silva’s recent victory in the polls.

Celso Unzelte, a sports journalist and commentator, says the embrace of the national colors is a throwback to Brazil’s military government, which left power in 1985. But under Bolsonaro, a former army captain who has openly celebrated that regime, the adoption of the yellow shirt has been much more polarizing.

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Flannery nods, patting an Ultra Ball on her belt. "Yup! Ashe asked a while back if I could take him, and I caught him after Momo beat him in a battle. I'm curious to what his reaction will be to Willow considering literally every Pokemon she meets loves her." She rups her chin for a moment before speaking again. "Now that I think about it, Willow would love the foresty...jungle? areas around Routes 118 and 119." Charles listens to her patiently, and gives her a soft smile as she pauses to show him the knife. "This is all new to you, young Grandcrest. Nobody can fault you for feeling overwhelmed and scared." He turns to look at the backdoor, to where Donovan's parents are. "I know for a fact Lily and Charlie went through so much panic and fear. Donovan was quite.... reckless when he was Willow's age, you see. They were so sure they weren't doing enough, or were doing everything wrong." "Well, there's no reason you can't help her learn how to interact with the world as she learns herself. I think you're doing yourselves and Willow a service by seeking help." He gently takes her hand, giving her a smile, and nods in understanding. "You have my word, I will see to it that she receives the best education we can provide. I suggested to your husband that if you feel up to it, you are more than welcome to come see the school before fall comes."

"I knew he had found a home but I wasn't sure where. Good to know he's in good hands." A smile appears on his features. "I'm looking forward to the challenge. I'd like to request you challenge me with Pele as well... I want to see how far her training has come from a fire-type specialist." He didn't regret giving the Skeledirge to Flannery, but he did wonder if Flannery could bring out her full potential. "Other then that... hit me with everyone you have. My team and I can take you on any time." He fell quiet however when he saw Donovan's parents leave and his smile faded into a concerned expression.

Ashe offered a shaky sigh at Xavier's words. Her emotions were enough to have Kumiko appear and wrap herself in a way around Ashe as a few tears were shed. "I just... I just want my daughter to live a life where she can face this world head-on without fear. I never... ever want her to go through the doubts that plagued me for so long." Had it not been for Leon and Lucky's evolution -- she would have been so lost -- so very lost. "She teaches me everyday to be stronger... and I want her to be happy. I know sometimes she isn't. She misses where she was born... but we can never go back there." She admits with a sigh. "... But yes, please, let us come and check out your school. My family insists on pushing her in the direction of aura and empathy but I think... she's meant for something else. Intuition as a mother, I guess."

Ashe offers a faint smile and hears Kumiko thrum lightly in recognition. "... Honestly I just hope she can make friends." With that she takes one hand to wipe her tears away and gently pats his hand before pulling her own hands back. "I think... making friends with people will be her most difficult hurdle. It was mine and with how she acts with such an affinity for pokemon... it likely will be hers, but if she can conquer it... she'll be the best of me and Leon. Maybe even her godparents and everyone else she's learning from."

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