#'witches are amongst us. you dont know who to trust' like....

[spookberry]

"We share a Moon"

[ancientgoddessofegypt]

Astrology Observations : Jupiter In The House

Jupiter in houses 2nd, 11th, 12th, 4th, and 8th are good at magic. Witch craft, oracles, magicians, scriptures. Their really good at obtaining the knowledge for this and even teaching people as they get wiser in the craft. I think of that one wizard in Harry Potter when I think of these placements lol.

Jupiter in the 5th house is a natural creator of all sorts of different tricks & use them to entertain the masses. They are good at making something ordinary into something different and unique. Causing them to stir up attention and get noticed more easily.

Jupiter in the 9th house can have luck in their travels, this is because they get the most downloads as they leave their home town. You cant experience all the realities you want if you dont take that risk and fly. Your life will be much better and easier if you just hopped on that plane, went in that car for that road tripped and never looked back. Luck for you guys doesnt show in just money , it shows in your faith with the unknown, which I believe the 9th house is all about.

Jupiter in the 11th can show magicians who know their craft and can use this on others to get what they want. Theres just this spark to them that nobody else has, it illuminates the people around them so their constantly bombarded with people who want to feel their energy/vibe a lot .

Jupiter in the 12th can see beyond different frequencies. They can even 'hear' and understand the language of certain things that we dont quite understand.

Ex. Like theirs a numerologist who says she can talk to numbers, and all though people didnt quite understand her I took it as she is connected to a different element of source and numbers do have a certain language to them (as a numerologist myself) you have to know what youre looking for and study the energy.

All in all, Jupiter 12th individuals are good at seeing things and hearing the codes being displayed in whatever it is they are learning. They could also be seers in their community. Seeing through hundreds and thousands of realms & can be real good at astral travel, might be a master of the occult.

Jupiter in the 8th knows a lot . they know toooooo much. This is because they've gotten access too occult knowledge at a young age, and The Most High/Source knows who to give it , and who not to give it to. These placements almost always get the knowledge, even if their not looking for it. Obtaining knowledge of things they dont need to know be it other people, family, friends and occult things is so they can acknowledge that everything around them is connected and thats the biggest tip I can give them on knowing all this knowledge.

They hold so much weight than people would like to think. Very powerful individuals.

11th house Jupiters are good at paying attention to the needs of other individuals and this give them a good rep amongst others making them trust worthy.

[happikattwuzheere]

was gonna try and do multiple characters in one post but nope! i have too much to say. also the pictures are all different sizes so its rly hard to get the photoset to look appealing, so we’re starting w/ blue. and also a colored pic of what adam looks like when he’s not a deer. boy’s tryin not to stand out. which goes great up for him right up until it doesn’t. lmao. i’ll talk a bit about him too w/ stuff that didnt get mentioned in the starter post about him and gansey, but this is mostly gonna be about blue. 

SO. 

there’s this fey entity, right? i don’t have a name for them, but they’re not...they didnt START the fey/human conflict, but they are benefiting from it, politically speaking? and when maura was younger, despite other witches being like “girl dont choose sides, we’re witches, we guard boundaries but we don’t choose sides,” was hotheaded and brash and went “ok but fuck that though” and one thing led to another and she ended up getting a curse on her firstborn. Oops. that’s where the kissing curse comes from, here; i’ll get into that much later in a text post probably but gansey’s survivor’s guilt thing doesnt come from him actually dying in this au it’s from something Else, but blue will still kill him if she kisses him, just, for different reasons, it’s an actual curse this time and not something to do with the nature of who they both are. 

her father’s still a tree light, but like, she actually knows that from the outset? because. they live in cabeswater. the tree lights are all around and accept her as one of their own even if she can’t turn into a tree, and as a result of that, she’s got some cool perks. 

a) extremely resistant and/or outright immune to a Lot of fey bullshit 

b) still boosts psychic energies and magical powers like in canon

c) the absolute safest person to be traveling in cabeswater ever, because the forest itself loves her, and also if you mess with her within the borders of cabeswater a bunch of tree lights will physically manifest and be like “hey buddy wanna think twice about that”

but she can’t use magic herself, still, which actually works in the favor of herself and the coven--witchcraft is in a sort of weird spot, culturally, where it’s both feared and often hated, but also understood to at times be necessary, especially by rural peoples like those of the village. im taking a very discworld spin on the witchcraft, because i love discworld and you can’t stop me, and so the attitude is, like. its frightening ancient magic and the church hates it but when there’s an emergency and someone’s on the border between life and death, or something is trying to pass into this world from another, etc etc etc, then you gotta suck it up and call on a witch because they’re the only ones who can deal with those things. so. the coven is tolerated, both because it’s too big and powerful to actually fight but also because it’s extremely needed when you live in a village right next door to fey lands. you NEED someone watching the border. however that doesn’t mean anyone wants to be seen publicly talking to a witch--but blue’s not a witch. she’s a witch’s daughter, but she’s not a witch herself, which is a step removed enough that she can go into town and run errands and also people will maybe pull her discretely aside and tell her if something’s coming up that the coven should know about, and it all works very neatly with her acting as a sort of liaison. very important role she plays, which is why gansey tries talking to her after his initial attempt to speak with the coven directly fails. 

speaking of the coven itself: i’ve been calling it the fox way coven, even tho it probably wouldn’t be called that because there’s no road called fox way that the coven is built on, it’s a big magic house out in the fairy forest, BUT they do have a fox theme because i love foxes and this is a gift i have been given. if people have familiars in this coven, they’re foxes rather than cats, because as wonderful as cats are u cant have them and foxes in the same house that will go bad. but also there’s a v small number of them, like maybe three or four total out of the much higher number of women living there, who are fey blooded like adam, but who become foxes rather than adam’s deer. persephone is one of these! (it’s worth noting the reason why they become the same animal is because of a combination of coincidence, intentional theming, and mostly just because like, virtually all of the residents there aside from persephone are related to either maura or calla) 

anyway the point is, because of this, blue’d seen enough feyblood transformations that when, one day when she was 9 or 10, on a visit to town, she saw the most distressed, disoriented fawn wobbling around frantically and was able to very quickly recognize that that was, in fact, a person who had probably turned into a deer for the first time, and responded by very calmly informing him that she knew who could help and leading him home. this is where those last two pictures come from, and how adam’s apprenticeship started. 

like, there was a lot of arguing from the witches immediately--of course we’re going to teach him how to become human again but we aren’t really going to take him on in the coven are we? he’s a boy, he’s some local kid we know nothing about, what happened to keeping it in the family, he’s the wrong animal and we’ve got a whole thing going on--at which point persephone parted everyone like the red sea, took one look at adam, went “mine now” and despite a lot of grumbling that was the end of it. she took him on a bit of a tour of cabeswater a few days later, after he’d had time to think it over, and he felt so drawn to the forest that he agreed to the apprenticeship.

so he’s technically persephone’s apprentice but like in actual practice he’s being taught by the entire coven lmao, ANYWAY

adam being adam also had a backup plan for trying to get out of the village--even at ten he figured witchcraft might be a first way out of there, he was already thinking about it, but by thirteen when the good ole abuse started (and at which point the last whispers of dissent died out very quickly amongst the coven, nope, adam is one of us now, do you want us to very threateningly hang out in your front yard sometime because we can do that--what do you mean no, let us do this,) he was also like. i dont think this is a guarantee of getting out of here i need a second job. and the thing is, as was mentioned in the original post, the fey blood also means adam’s got issues with iron; it’ll poison him if he’s stabbed with it but it also reacts to his skin touching it like a hot stove. he’s fine if there’s a layer between his skin and the iron, but if he touches it directly, it’s Bad. so ofc this headstrong idiot takes an open spot a t a metalworker’s in the village because adam is the king of making bad decisions. the witches have a betting pool on how long it’ll take him to out himself. “its fine i’ll wear gloves,” he says. “it’s the perfect disguise no one will expect someone with fey connections to work near so much iron,” he says. “i have everything perfectly under control,” he says.

anyway he totally forgets to wear gloves before grabbing an iron tool while his dad and his boss are both in the store and in clear view of him and that’s why he was getting chased by hunters when gansey rescued him 

also he and blue tried dating when they were like 13-14 and it ended about as badly as in canon and they made up later and by the time the story starts they’ve settled into very much being weird siblings. adam starts hanging out with gansey initially to try and basically spy on him, figure out why he’s here, but ends up rly liking the guy and deciding his reasons are sincerely to try and help people, and he tells this to blue who starts immediately accusing him of having a crush on the lordling and being a class traitor, because she does NOT like gansey at this point and really the nobility all prefer wizards to witches which is a stupid idiot decision and frankly the fact that this lordling is apparently enamored by some random deer is hilarious to her, but even moreso is the fact that adam actually defends the lordling to her, like, “wow adam its hilarious that the lordling’s friend thinks that you have charmed the lordling because from my perspective it looks the other way around” “shut uuuup you’re not listening im serious, like, yeah ok he put his foot in his mouth really hard when he talked to you but im telling you i dont think the whole i-wanna-understand thing is an act” “idk if i can trust you through those rose tinted glasses buddy. tell me again about that time he called you princely?” “oh my god” 

this is turning into rambling but. thats the gist of the witches and blue esp thank u for coming if u made it this far here’s a bonus persephone fox 

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I thought I'd share another beginning to a fic I may or may not continue

The naked Hag, as the name suggested it was not a luxury inn, However it was crowded, humid and very popular. The inn was a hub of activity with the hum of conversation, song and roudiness. Drunkards sang with arms slung over one another, ale spilling from their tankers. The elder men debating over clay pipes and heavy smoke. Perverse folk pulling unsuspecting girls carrying food into their laps and a slap on the backside for humour.

"Two rooms, and one horse." Geralt said to the innkeeper, and set his coin purse upon the counter.

The innkeeper trembled slightly his eyes wide with panic and shook his head. "I'm sorry witcher, we have but the one room left."

"Fine, but is there room for a horse in your stable?" Geralt asked leaning closer hoping his voice travelled over the crescendo of a drunken song.

With a nod the inkeep wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead. "Aye witcher. Round the back is the stables."

"We'll take it." Geralt empties the amount of coin onto the counter between him and the innkeeper - each coins clatter lost amongst rest of the bar.

The innkeeper held his hand against the side of the table pushing the coin into it.

Geralt made his way back through the wade of people, his boot sticking ever so slightly to the floor. He pushed open the entrance to the inn and back into the fresh night air of the town.

Jaskier was lent against the broken wooden fence, hip tilted to one side and legs crossed. In a town of greys, browns and shit he stuck out like a flower on a war trodden battleground, in his silk doublet left unbuttomed to reveal a lace under shirt which in turn was open slightly to reveal tufts of chest hair.

Jaskier stood straighter once he realised it is his companion exiting the lopsided tavern.

'So-' jaskier grinned, arms raised to his side. 'Any luck? Were you able to procure some accommodation? Did you use your natrual charm?"

Geral hummed and nodded to his oldest company and took roach by her reins. She bashed her head affectionately against his chest. "I'll take roach to the stables, and get her settled. You, get us some food and drink."

"Anything for you Geralt! Ah I shall order us a bath too." Jaskier beamed his grin far to infectious, Geralt could feel the corner of his mouth twitch in response only letting a small smile slip once the bard had made a start for the inn door.

"15 years that bastard has been travelling with us." Geral mumbled and lead roach to the stable. "Sometimes I forget what is was like to travel alone. Not seeing the garish colour against a backdrop of blood and hardship."

The stable was- sturdy. That's all it needed to be. Geralt gently steered roach into the vacant stall and offered her a heavy pat against her neck before he set to work of removing her kit. "Do you remember when it was you and me girl?" He smiled and his eyes soften. He placed her saddle effortlessly on the wall of the stable and roach munched on the fresh hay already in the corner of the stall.

Geralt rummaged through one of the saddle bags until he found the brush he was looking for and approached Roach once again. He brushed her in silence for a number of minutes finding calm in the task and beauty in the dust that fell from his most trusted companion. "Perhaps we should look into getting Jaskier his own horse. It would make travelling more efficient."

"Well I'll be, geralt! Is that you?" The voice came from the other stall. Geralt pivoted to meet approaching footsteps "they'll just let anyone stay here won't they?"

"Eskel?" An unexpected grin pulled at Geralts lips. Geralt stepped closer, two hands clasp at his shoulders and all too familiar golden eyes smile back at him. "What brings you here?" Geralt took a few steps back and put the brush back into his pack and removed his and Jaskier's bags from the saddle.

Eskel stood cross armed and a smile still on his face. "Passing through, we had to stay here for a few nights- longer than I would have preferred but I've not had any trouble."

"Hmm that's good to hear." Footstep fell into unison as the two witchers made their way back to the entrance of the tavern. Eskel grabbed on of the bags with little protest from Geralt.

"But no doubt that will all change now that you're here." Eskel eyes twinkled and took no heed from Geralts offended glare.

"And what is that supposed to mean."

"You know what I mean Geralt-" eskel let out a huff of a laugh and held the door open for Geralt.

The crowd seemed to notice two witchers and so the people easily parted. Nothing either is not used to. Geralt raised an eyebrow to his brother as he thanked the crowd as they passed through.

The stairs to the rooms were narrow, only one person wide. Geralt took two steps at a time followed by eskel. The noise of the bar thankfully muted by the time they reached the vacant room that will be Geralt's and Jaskier's.

The two witchers had to bend to fit through the wonkey door but the room itself was suitable. Plain but clean, a double bed in the centre pushed up against the wall and folded down sheets that had seen better days but Geralt had had worse. The tub had already been brought up but remained empty for the moment.

Geralt placed the bag he was carrying upon Jaskiers side of the bed already knowing where he prefers to sleep and eskel did the same on the other side.

"Does this mean I get to meet your infamous bard?" Eskel made his way back to the hallway.

"He is downstairs, getting food and drink." Geralt said, and pulled the room door to a close behind themselves and made his way back down the stairs.

"And will he sing?"

"That is entirely up to Jaskier."

Back in the main room of the inn the crowds had barely thinned. Geralt strained his neck to look over the patrons to find who he was looking for and quickly a flash of baby blue showed him the direction of the bard.

"And who is it you are travelling with? Dont think I didnt notice you say we." Geralt quipped with a slant in Eskels direction. Immediately he sensed a brief hesitation in his brother's aura.

"Like you, I have met someone along my travels."

"How very poetic of you Eskel."

"Shut up, it's not like that, she-" Eskel paused. "She was very lost and I happened to find her."

Geralt smirked. "I thought you didnt get involved." He turned on his heels and made his way through the crowd leaving Eskel to falter with his response.

Jaskier had somehow found a table located in one of the smaller rooms to the side of the main bar area. The room was a lot quieter with patrons more focused on their meals and drink than loud conversation.

"Ah Geralt i was starting to worry you somehow had been murdered between where I left you and here-" Geralt watched For Jaskier's reaction once he noticed there were now two witchers in his presence. Geralt was not left disappointed.

Jaskier's mouth bobbed like a fish and he stumbled to stand, knees hit against the low table and then he winced in pain. But the bard was quick to recover and offered Eskel a devilish smile. "Well now, aren't I lucky! The company of two witchers, allow me to buy you an ale!' Jaskier's head flit from side to side 'oh barmaid! A drink for my new friend here!'

The 3 man get seated at the table, jaskier moved instinctively to allow the 2 witches two sit with their backs to the wall.

Geralt was quick to fill his mouth with food to prevent any questions getting thrown his way by eskel or Jaskier.

Eskel extended a hand across the table toward Jaskier who accepted the shake readily. "So, you must be the famous bard of the white wolf. I must give my praise to you. Not only have you helped with trade but you have successfully put up with this grumpy bastard for over a decade."

"Why thank you, my dear witcher. At least someone-" jaskier rolled his eyes to look to Geralt. 'appreciates my talent!'

"Please call me Eskel."

"And I Jaskier." The bard took a quick swig of his ale.

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FULL NAME.   Rosa Sabina Hauley NICKNAMES & ALIASES.  Isabelle, Lily, Abigail, Morgan, Summer,  The Snake, The Ghost, The Trash Queen, R.S. Hauley  GENDER. cisgender woman HEIGHT. 5′6″ AGE.  15 - 38+ SPOKEN LANGUAGES. English, Latin, Sumerian, Hebrew, can understand Arabic but can’t speak it conversationally. She can read in and somewhat write in a wide variety languages for magical research and ritualistic practices, can recite important magical documents and texts in dead languages, and given enough time and with enough patience, she can roughly and brokenly translate a large majority of languages and symbols with her academic background & study of linguistics and cultures.

𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 !

HAIR COLOR.   Deep chestnut brown EYE COLOR. Hazel brown SKIN TONE.   Fair BODY TYPE.   Slender yet soft bellied VOICE.   Melodic, lilted. Almost sing-song. DOMINANT HAND.   Slightly stronger left, ambidextrous POSTURE.   Meticulously curated ahead of time; carefully planned body language with meanings implied SCARS.  Deep pink scarring under her left breast from a sigil tattoo that started affecting her attempt at a mundane life and was forcibly removed by herself, minor palm scarring from repeated spell casting rituals, likely future scarification symbols. TATTOOS.   Previously had an Ottastafur sigil tattooed to strike fear into her enemies hearts under her left breast, has a black floral piece wrapped around and creeping up her shoulder and a tiny knife on the side of her finger. BIRTHMARKS.   The occasional mole dotting her skin like midnight stars MOST NOTICEABLE FEATURE(S).   Her eyes. She may blend into a room amongst the crowd with her urban camouflage, but you can feel her eyes on you from a mile away. You can feel yourself being watched, only you don’t know by who. It’s far too easy to get lost in those large calculating depths of hers, impossible to tell if their wildness speaks of naive, wide-eyed innocence and eagerness or cold and calculated cruelty. They’re encapsulating, and you can’t seem to look away.

𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 !

PLACE OF BIRTH.   Denver (Aurora), Colorado HOMETOWN.   Bennett, Colorado PARENTS.   Thomas Hauley and Lauren (nee Pyror) SIBLINGS.  James and Elizabeth ‘Eli’ Hauley

𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 !

OCCUPATION.   witch, sex worker, an anthropology/archaeology student & researcher, contractually an agent of hell  /  working succubus, essentially a mercenary of magic, con artist, thief, briefly both a bank teller & salesman CURRENT RESIDENCE.   In her younger years she lived in a small apartments in varying cities for months at a time. In her mundane university years, she lived in a small manufactured home in a college town while she got her degrees, and in her mid to late thirties and on, she owns a large foreclosed house she’s refurbishing in the woods in an undisclosed location with plenty of closed off rooms for locked off magical objects and ritualistic projects in progress.  CLOSE FRIENDS.  She would say her bigger sister if they still had anything left in common. “Close friends” to her means the small handful of contacts she’s collected favors for over the years that have a working number of hers who she doesn’t think actively want her demise. Real human connection with someone she’s not actively trying to get something out of is rare. She doesn’t trust you, she rarely lets people in, and if you’re smart you shouldn’t trust her any farther than you can throw her. Keep your friends close but your enemies closer. RELATIONSHIP STATUS. Single, briefly engaged to a badge-heavy police officer in college don’t hold it agaisnt her. FINANCIAL STATUS.   A large amount of maxed out credit cards, but handy enough to use her skills for a surplus of cash when she really needs it. She’s probably banned from a few high stakes casinos across the US, she prefers to live the high life and will do whatever for some petty cash. DRIVER’S LICENSE.   Yeah, she mostly rents cars under multiple of her names.  CRIMINAL RECORD.  Officially? Her records pull up prostitution, possession and felony assault. …Unofficially? — What are you, a cop? VICES.   Hard drugs, hard cash, sex, stealing, smoking, hard liquor, lying, cheating, manipulating, breaking the law, pushing the very real, raw magical boundaries of what is allowable in the universe, killing and sending shitty men to hell for more power. Anything she can do to make herself not think about who she is and the fact she’s actively choosing to be a shitty person and has the power to stop but wont is a good idea in her book. We’re all gonna die, why die living a boring and shitty life of work and monotony?

𝐬𝐞𝐱 & 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 !

SEXUAL ORIENTATION.   Bisexual PREFERRED EMOTIONAL ROLE.   submissive | dominant | switch PREFERRED SEXUAL ROLE. submissive | dominant | switch   LIBIDO. High TURN ON’S.   Choking, scratching, biting, pushing, pulling. If sex doesn’t actively feel like a fight or power, what’s the point? Surprising her, kissing her neck, having sex under the influence. TURN OFF’S.   Purposely taking advantage of vulnerability, being talked down on. LOVE LANGUAGE.   prefers and is comfortable with physical affection, gets uncomfortable because of the meaningful intensity of words of affirmation (She’s happiest to wrap her body around yours and feel you there with her, to just run her foot down your leg in true affection lazily to show her love, but to hear love from her partners lips makes her uncomfortable only because it means the most to her and she’s not used to it and doesnt know what to do with that affection, she gets to be a big emotional baby to be put on the spot like that.) RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES.  Hard, intense, fast moving until she gets bored and moves on. Or she puts up a wall and dates them only for the hell of it, for the fun, for a way to pass the time. Usually seen as a target or entertainment, not generally a real human connection because she doesn’t think people will get it, understand her, or even like her if they knew who she really was. Leaving people and burning them before they get the chance to reject her first is the name of the game.

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 !

CHARACTER’S THEME SONG.  Blood On My Hands - Danielle Parente HOBBIES TO PASS TIME.   Reading up on the research papers on magic by her peers in academia, reading of cultural revelations, having her nose buried in and analyzing and trying to cast spells and rituals in any grimoire she can get her hands on to push the boundaries of magic and personally experience it, hunting down the latest magical relic locations, schmoozing with the rich, pulling cons, and screwing anything that moves. LEFT OR RIGHT BRAINED. Left PHOBIAS.   Being just one of a million others - being replaceable, forgettable, a grey face among the many. Being a no one, a nothing, someone easily discarded and tossed to the side, people she loves sacrificing her, abandoning her or leaving her behind SELF CONFIDENCE LEVEL.   She pulls in with a confident smile and a plan but that starts going to shit and she becomes desperate quickly when called out. She can feign it until things get serious. Up until that point she’s confident and sure of herself. VULNERABILITIES.   No longer fitting in to her own family, her dad not wanting any part of her anymore, her inability to let people in, and people not caring about her or what happens to her, and how she should feel guilty for everything she’s done.

tagged by : stolen from  @scouscr​

tagging : @whcwashe, @aloneinxthenight, @youstolemycoat, & anyone else who wants to!

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Episode 12: “Phase One: Get the Grandma’s Boys Back Together” - Jones

I have thoughts.

1 I still feel bad for telling Tom to fuck off but also,,,,, I don’t ???

2 I hate that I’m the one who has to apologize to *****these men***** when they were the ones who apparently threw me under the bus in the first place

3 I miss Julia

Ok I don’t feel like doing the number thing anymore that shits dumb.

Um if Mitch is gonna let an alliance slide through the cracks again he’s not playing hard like he said, he’s just playing dumb and out of fear. Benj is probs gonna do whatever Mitch says tho so maybe it’d be better sooner or later to get one of them out before we split up the Jason/Tom/Ali trio

Speaking OF,, Julia went out saying that that trio is the biggest threat to win, but that’s only true about like,,, only Ali SKSKKDKF to me it’s kinda clear that Jason and Tom are Ali’s goats and they’re gonna be the easiest to beat for him in a F3/2 situation. Ali is by far the biggest threat to win and probably has been since Alex got voted out. Bc who doesn’t love Ali yk??? It’s gonna be hard to get him out but I feel like at least my 100% people (Caeleb and Mo as of this vote) would be down to vote him if he was the biggest threat.

Um also ??? These guys REALLY think Alex left with the durmitor idol???? Which is SO shocking because I cannot keep a secret for my life and I’m so easy to read. But um that’s a plus for me tho so woohoo? I’m not gonna tell anyone else ab it tho Bc,,,, obviously. This cast is messy as fuck I don’t want anyone else that I DONT trust to know about it. So I’m happy that my little inner durmitor triangle are the only ones that know.

I think this is mostly me rambling at this point so i’m gonna sign off I think.

okay so I really did a crap job of confessing last round, so I have a lot of catch-up to do.

so first off, i think i already confessed about this, but i have TWO IDOLS NOW jklasdfaf, the budva idol and the merge sapphire idol. like assuming i play them right, i can fast track myself to F6 already, which is SO EXCITING.

also... last vote was such a mess. so after the last vote, where i was left out-ish, in that Jones/Caeleb/Benj told me what was happening, but don't know that each other told me. Me and Julia (who was truly left out) talked, and I was genuinely hoping to group up with her. Benj suggested a F4 of me/him/Tom/Julia last round, and I was SO DOWN. Like I've genuinely wanted to work with Julia all season, I should have told her about the Alex vote, but I've been with her this whole time, so its frustrating what happened next.

So... I'm on call and Mo/Mitch tell me to vote Julia, and I agree, knowing I'm lying because I'm in a chat with Jason/Julia/Tom where we are trying to vote off Mo or Jones. But then Mo being shady, and I literally told Julia this to, tells Julia that everyone is voting her out, and Jones says Tom is who threw Julia's name out.

Julia. Goes. Nuclear. She goes on call, outs the alliance, says we are all shady and tries to blow up our games. I'm REALLY frustrated that she did that, because Mo/Mitch were literally voting her and we were stopping it, but she let them mist her. Also... I didn't want to vote Tom or Julia, they are both outsiders, as am I, and we needed each other. Tom/Julia were both not apart of the Jules vote, we just had a fight amongst the outsiders which... dumb.

Once Julia did that, I was sure Tom was gone, I was totally sure. But Tom managed to flip Mitch, which good for him. But I don't know how he did that, getting Mitch to vote with me, when Mitch has been paranoid about me above everyone else. But now... Mitch will likely be suspicious of me, Jones/Mo will know for sure that I'm targeting them, and I'm no closer to breaking up that group.

So now I'm confident I'll need to use the idol to fracture that group. A scenario I could see happening and working, is next round maybe Mitch/Jones/Mo/Benj and maybe Caeleb vote me, Tom/Jason vote Jones/Mo and I vote the other, which means my sapphire idol can both save myself and break up that group. I'll have to stay tuned on that one though.

This reward challenge flash game is very annoying, so I'm probably not gonna win. Considering how much I popped off for the last immunity, if I win two in a row, it might cause me problems. Hopefully the immunity challenge is do-able, because if I win that, I'm guaranteed a spot in FINAL SEVEN YAY.

I haven't done one of these in a while, but ideal bootlist moving forwards:

Jones > Mitch > Jason > Caeleb > Mo > F3: Me/Tom/Benj or F2: Me/Benj

And if I am voted out eighth, the order in which I would vote for people at FTC:

Mitch > Jason > Caeleb > Benj > Jones > Tom > Mo

also just wanna stay like... how much i stan jones? like we literally have not voted together pretty much at all across merge... but we stan?

she is just so much fun, like our game relationship... is fragile at best, but on a personal level I am and will remain a Jones WARRIOR.

Omg I no longer have the most votes cast for me cuz now Tom does. Even though 2 of Tom's votes are HIMSELF the bafoon.

I was not surprised to see Julia go last tribal. I of course did not vote for her, but her craziness kinda sealed her deal. Plus theres the curse within the curse of where someone who gets cursed initially also goes home (Alex, Jules, Julia). Lmao. But seriously, I voted Tom and he got really sad because we had a good thing going, but at the time no one was willing to be cemented on Julia, but Mo and Jones were cemented on Tom. So I went with the "confidence" and voted what I knew was more certain. However, Ali and Benj and Mitch all voted Julia. Ali and Benj are my closest allies so they let me know before tribal, but Mitch is a flip always been so. The two of them (Ali and Benj) are playing very well which makes me nervous. I either have to take control back in this game or start voting them off, even if that makes me a little cut throat. My other option is to let them vote off Mo next time (Benj's idea) and then have them drag me along and lose in FTC. Instead I think I'm going to get Mo, Jones, and Me to vote Mitch next round (taken he doesn't have immunity), with maybe Ali and maybe Tom but I think 4 might be enough. Then next round I work with Benj and Jason and Ali and Tom to vote out Mo. That puts me back in a strong position (I THINK BUT TRULY IM NERVOUS WITH ANY VOTE AND ALL VOTES IM JUST PRETENDING TO KNOW WHAT IM SAYING). I just hope Tom doesn't have it out for me after last time. That could make things hard, and I'll have to navigate trying to get Benj to wait to vote Mo and telling Jason, Benj, and Mitch a wrong vote.

I’m genuinely feeling confident in my score of 10 guesses, I don’t know what’s considered a good score but for me this is stunnin

Oh Jones, Caeleb and Benj tied for a score of 8? That’s cool... Happy for them... In all seriousness though I think Ali might of screwed himself over by doing the challenge drunk because this may very well be our lucky chance to get out a comp beast.

So... I didn't win immunity, which is a shame, but also probably good news, since if I won three challenges in a row, people would likely try and vote me at every opportunity.

I feel like I'm going to need to play one of my idols this round, which... is unfortunate, but also like kinda exciting? I think the ideal situation is that I play the sapphire idol, maybe in a way that since Tom/Jason have exposed votes, if Caeleb/Benj/Mitch/Jones/Mo vote me, and Tom/Jason vote one of Jones or Mo, I vote the other and send them home with one vote.

However, I'm not 100% sure I'll be getting votes, just since Caeleb and I are super close, so I don't see him super wanting to vote for me. I feel like if the plan was to vote Ali, Mitch would tell Benj, who would tell me, or Caeleb might not be down. Regardless, I'm very much expecting to have to pull out an idol tonight!

If I get my way tonight, I want Jones and Mo split up. As people, we love them both, but as players right now, they are too connected and have too much sway. If I got my way, I would want Jones out, since I think she is the glue between the Caeleb/Mo/Mitch, so would defo be worth getting out.

Just realised that if I play the sapphire idol, it gets rehidden which I do not want, so I might just have to play the budva idol if I'm getting votes tonight, which is frustrating but I'll have to deal with it sighhhh.

ding dong the witch is dead (ur welcome johnny)

confessing this because my brain is SO BIG, and I clocked this on call. Caeleb is the boyfriend of Matt who just won Kuwait. MY MIND IS SO POWERFUL

I've been meaning to write this all day but Tom fell asleep on call and I've been distracted the whole time. SO here we are

I'm also typing this out with Google whatever the f*** is Google voice??? So it might sound a bit robotic just bare with me here LOL.

but literally yesterday while I was doing the trash at work I was brainstorming probably one of my favorite moves I've ever and probably will ever accomplish ever?? I'm very excited about it, because it seems like it's going underway,,, like it might work?? and knowing my luck this shouldn't be happening but here we go,,

So phase one: get the Grandma's boys back together. So like,,, me Caeleb and Mo. we basically already trust each other with our entire hearts anyway and besides the Alex but we've stuck together on everything? So we might as well get the band back together you know what I mean? also they're probably the three people I trust the most and the three people that I really want to go to the end with for sure so that's how I'm feeling about that. Check that off the list.

Phase 2: get Mitch and Benj to possibly spill who the other side is voting for and or get them to vote for Tom or Jason. because quite frankly Benj and Mitch are a very obvious power duo and have floated through the middle the entire time and they've been together the entire game so it feels kind of obvious that they're working together. Plus benj told Mitch the plan about voting out Caeleb premerge, so it just feels like it's been a thing forever. call go to be honest thinking about it now, I feel is though we're going to figure out who Jason and Tom are voting for anyway because they do have to vote in advance? So as long as Benj and Mitch vote for who we tell them for, then phase 2 will be a success.

Phase 3: grandma's boys vote,,,,, ALI!!!!! sorry to say, Ali is by far the biggest threat in the game and probably has been for a long time? Not only is he amazing in challenges , but he has like one the best social games ?? Ever???? So no one would Want to vote out Ali, but it's like,,, the best move I think to do now . Esp bc he doesn't have immunity.

And then,,,,, optional step 4: play my idol. That way,,, we can guarantee that a tie scenario doesn't happen,, and then in the split Ali would theoretically go w 3, but if an idol is played either way on them, one of those two will go. SO YA HOPEFULLY THIS PLAN ACTUHLY WORKS HAHAHAHAHA

Update!!! So like I think im in an ok spot. I was the sole vote to send home Julia because I found her unpredictable and she voted me the round previously so.... This vote should be between tom and one of jones/mo/caeleb because they are an obvious trio and im pretty sure one of them has an idol. If there is an idol played and it is flushed, the trio of mo/caeleb/jones is broken up. If it isnt flushed, we intend to do a 3-3-2 with Benj Ali Tom Jason and I splitting between two of them. Id prefer if Jones stays because I feel like I have the best connection with her out of the three, but I also fear that they have gotten closer and closer ever since we have merged. We will find out what happens shortly because as of now, there is still no definitive plan

[reneevillanueva-blog1]

FATHER, I TRUST IN YOU

Our father in heaven holy be Your name Your kingdom come, Your will be done On earth as it is in heaven. Holy Mary, mother of god, Pray for us sinners As it was in the beginning and now and forever, amen I remember a small booklet As small as the palm of my hand But the words inside resonate bouncing from the curves of the end of the world and back Like I am the last person on earth, waiting to be heard I put my hands together like this Knowing this is how close we are I entertwine my fingers and lock them Knowing this is how You hold me And I feel it I close my eyes And I trust that You'll lead me in blindness I put my faith in You I whisper my thoughts, Feeling giddy like this is the first time I'm meeting You But feeling like You've known me my whole life Even though I was 5 and I still have a whole lot more ahead of me. I say my thanks and praise, with a smile on my face Knowing that You're listening to every word Knowing that You're holding on to my every word And hoping that I'll hold on to Yours And I thought I would From 2 different schools that had barely taught me about Your prescence To a big school that puts You on a pedestal I was told about You. I was told stories of how You created everything I see, and everything beyond it From the tiniest pebble to the largest of galaxies I was told of the tales of Your people, Your missionaries Spreading Your glory in every step they take I was told of Your son, my brother, who has lived for the purpose of peace For the purpose of cleansing, he died in our place. I was told that You put us in families who would love, respect, and support us I was told that I was given this grace. As i grew up and understood the world a little more, I tried to observe I looked around and I saw men commiting adultery I saw women being shamed for poverty I saw children beaten to nothing by society I saw people in church screaming hallelujah, Only to come out demanding to be given gifts. This is the world I live in This is not the world I was promised. I tried to speak out and understand I wondered why all of this was necessary I looked up at the sky, and humbled myself I knelt on the ground and prayed. Father, there is so much pain There is so much anger and chaos, what is going on? With all the gun shots, and bombings From nuclear bombs, to harsh words Amongst all of this, do you hear the cries of the children? Father, do you hear me? I heard no answer, just the constant fire of anger I tried to wash down the flames. Believe me, I fought as hard as a 13 year old could Dont offer me your remedies, dont offer me your God Trust me, I tried to keep my eyes open, waiting for the sunrise Tried to remember that the light of day comes after the witching hour of the overstratched night Tried to believe that there is something better for me on the other side Instead I was faced with pride on one side and greed on the other I was left with a black hole that sheltered right here, I believed I had done something wrong for me to deserve this pain I was led to believe that the world had nothing left to offer I was led to believe that I had nothing left to offer I put my hands together again I closed my eyes and tried to remember I was so young when I started to forget I was too focused on figuring out how to survive that I had forgotten God, I'm sorry I havent talked to You for a long time. I dont know where I am. Is this what you intended? Why would you give me so much hurt? Why does anyone have to go through any of this? Father, are You there? Are You even listening? Day by day I plaster a smile on my face And every night that passed, I was cradled to sleep by my tears By the age of 17 I knew I needed help When I realized I had stopped counting sheep And instead counted how many times I wished this would end Only the comfort of still knowing how to feel had kept me warm Sanity judged by knowing when to purge and knowing when to stop As long as everyone believed that everything's ok, then I would soon believe that it is. It takes time to get used to something like this It takes so much practice and experience to form calloused fingers Much like it takes so much years to form calloused hearts I would be crying, knees bent, barely able to stand up I would be cursing, or left silent, not knowing how to shut words out I would remember how I was hurt How I was burnt How I was violated The earsplitting anxiety and depression that leads me to scream Are You even there? Father, can You hear me Father, are You even listening Father, are You even there And finally the noise would stop You would make me remember You have placed certain people to have the tears wiped away, so I may be cradled You have orchestrated the accents of the pain so I'd remember where I started You have made me dance in blindness, so I'd know where I should step You have sent a choir to sing with me through my suffering, and sing with me through praise You have been put on a pedestal but humbled yourself to kneel and reach out To grab my hand and pull me out All I had to do was look up I have remembered now that You are my hope I have remembered how You said that these are my brothers and sisters I have remembered how Your words were echoed through the mouths of strangers I have realized that you were listening That I was the one who shut You out That I was the one who couldnt hear amidst all the pain and wreckage But I'm here to say that I can hear You again Father, I can hear You. Father, I thank You. Father, I love You. Father, I trust in You.

[faithful-grigori]

”#i LOVE movie torelai, #her stupid lil puns that shed do just within earshot of clawdeen ajfkcsb, #and she honestly wasnt even wrong, #'witches are amongst us. you dont know who to trust' like...., #but also this moment was SO gay”

"We share a Moon"