#varanas

[dainikhint]

ASI Survey : भारतीय पुरातत्व सर्वेक्षण (एएसआई) ने पिछले तीन महीनों में वाराणसी में ज्ञानवापी परिसर का अपना सर्वेक्षण लगभग पूरा कर लिया है। हालाँकि जिला अदालत में सर्वेक्षण रिपोर्ट जमा करने में कथित देरी हुई है जो मूल रूप से आज यानी कि 17 नवंबर के लिए निर्धारित थी। सूत्रों के मुताबिक एएसआई रिपोर्ट जमा करने के लिए अतिरिक्त समय की मांग कर सकता है। जिला न्यायाधीश डॉ. अजय कृष्ण विश्वेश ने 2 नवंबर को एक आदेश जारी कर एएसआई को अपनी रिपोर्ट सौंपने का निर्देश दिया था।

[chronically-online-italian]

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Then I remembered a show from my childhood existed, looked up the intro and some songs/scenes on YouTube and subsequently had a breakdown.

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[genshinimpact-stuff]

Varana festival

The song was beautiful, the story touching.

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[maimoncat]

Well, since we're doing a mix, I'll add some italian witches:

the White witch and the Black witch, from the Fantaghirò series

The three witches of the Fantabosco, from the tv show "Melevisione":

Strega Rosarospa, Pinktoad Witch (season 1)

Strega Salamandra, Salamander Witch (seasons 2-6)

Strega Varana, Monitor Witch (seasons 6-17)

And let’s not forget the amazing Vesuvia, from "Totò Sapore e la magica storia della pizza"

Witches in fairytales: Melting pot

I have talked about famous witch characters or archetypes from fairytales, but fairytale media loves to unite, cross, mix-up or fracture our beloved stories in all sorts of ways. As a result, a same witch can pop up in different stories, or a new witch can be created out of different famous witchy archetypes... Here are some of these "multi-tasking" witches. I will also throw here some witches that do come from actual fairytales, but never became a full-on archetype.

Starting with two specific to French media, the Witch Godmother from "Garulfo" and Rowena from "Les flammes de la nuit".

Queen Narissa from Disney's Enchanted:

Frau Totenkinder from Fables:

The Mirror Queen from Gilliam's The Brothers Grimm:

The Evil Witch from Charmed:

The witch-queen of Stardust:

The witch sisters of Over the Garden Wall:

The witches of Michel Ocelot (Karaba from Kirikou, the witch from "Princes and princesses")

Granny Weatherwax, Magrat Garlick, Nanny Ogg, Lilith de Tempscire and Erzulie Gogol, from Discworld's Witches Abroad (and "Wyrd Sisters" before)

The witches of "Arabela"

The wicked witch from "Sabrina the Teenage Witch"

The other witches of the Grimm fairytales (the brothers Grimm have the largest number of witches per fairytale author, but outside of the iconic quatuor I evoked before, they rarely get more than a one-shot at adaptations. Here is a mix of "Grimm's Fairy Tales Classics" and "Seichs auf Einen Streich")

Natacha from "Nightbooks"

There are probably many more but I can't fit them all in here X)

[turkudostu61]

[mika-mp3]

The treasure is all mine!

-chapter one-

(Prologe, chapter two)

Genshin Impact x Creator!Reader

warnings: no y/n used, slight yandere behavior, possible spelling errors and maybe a bit off to the Aranara Story (but I've read lots about it in the wiki so should be fine)

summary: Aramasu offers you to come to the Aranara Village, you agree and enjoy it at first but soon notice someting off

characters: Arana, Arama, you , Araja, (Aranara!OC:) Aramasu

word count: 1756

wattpad story here

(here are pictures of the Aranaras if it makes your reading experience better)

Nara = Human Vana = Forest

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"Perhaps," Aramasu continues, its voice carrying a gentle, melodic resonance, "you are more than what you think you are. The forest knows you, and so do I."

You pause, considering Aramasu's words. "I don't remember anything from before. I don't even know my own name."

Aramasu looks thoughtful for a moment, its eyes reflecting a deep, ancient wisdom. "Names are important, but even without one, you are still you. You need a place to rest, to think. Come with me to Mahavanaranapna, where we live. You can stay until you find your name."

"Mahavana- what?" you ask, curiosity piqued. "What is that?"

"Mahavanaranapna is home. Located in Varana, Hidden from Nara eyes, safe and warm. It's our village, with houses made of leaves and branches. Beautiful lakes, giant trees, plants protecting us. It is invisible to all eyes that aren't supposed to find us, I'll take you there."

You nod, a deep sense of gratitude welling up inside you. "Thank you, Aramasu. I would like that."

With that, Aramasu begins to float ahead, guiding you deeper into the forest. The journey is enchanting; each step you take brings the forest more vividly to life. You pass by flowers that emit a soft, ethereal glow, their petals shimmering like tiny stars. Streams murmur happily as they weave through the underbrush, their clear waters reflecting the sunlight in a dance of liquid light. The trees seem to hum with an ancient, serene energy, their leaves whispering secrets to the wind.

As you walk, the scenery grows ever more vibrant. The trees tower majestically overhead, their thick, emerald leaves forming a lush canopy that filters the sunlight into beams of golden light, casting intricate, shifting patterns on the forest floor. The air is fresher here, imbued with the scent of blooming flowers, rich earth, and the faintest hint of wild herbs.

After what feels like a timeless journey, you arrive at a hidden entrance. A colossal tree, its trunk twisted and intertwined with thick vines, stands before you. As Aramasu approaches, the vines gracefully part, revealing a path that seems to beckon you forward into a secluded realm.

"This is Mahavanaranapna," Aramasu says with a hint of pride, its voice almost a song.

You step through the archway and are greeted by a breathtaking sight. The village is nestled around a vast, crystal-clear lake, its serene surface reflecting the towering trees and a kaleidoscope of colorful foliage. Quaint houses, crafted from natural materials and adorned with leaves and moss, blend seamlessly into the vibrant landscape. Giant trees with immense trunks stand sentinel around the village, their branches forming a protective canopy that feels both sheltering and sacred.

Aranaras of various shapes and sizes go about their daily activities, some tending to the verdant plants, others making music and playing by the lakeside. They glance curiously in your direction but their eyes hold no fear, only a gentle curiosity and warmth.

"I will talk to the others," Aramasu says. "You are welcome to stay, to rest. Maybe here, you will find answers."

You look around, taking in the serene beauty and harmony of Vanarana. Despite the uncertainty about your past and identity, a profound sense of hope and belonging fills your heart.

"Thank you, Aramasu. I think this is exactly what I need."

As you settle into the village, you feel a warm wave of acceptance from the Aranaras and the forest itself. This hidden sanctuary offers not just safety and rest, but a chance to discover who you truly are. The journey to uncover your past and your identity has just begun, and with the guidance of the Aranara and the magic of the forest, you feel ready to face whatever lies ahead.

Months have passed since that fateful day. You have spoken to many Aranaras, each with different interests, personalities, and stories. They are just like normal people. Normal people? What does that even mean anymore? You can't recall what normal is, but it doesn't matter now. You've made friends—very good friends—friends who stand by you and help you uncover the truth about yourself. At least thats what you think. Araja, the village chief, accepted your presence and has grown quite fond of you over time. He too sensed something special about you but never divulged further details.

Sadly, you still don't know your name. However, you did discover a particular dish that you enjoy. On days when frustration weighed heavily on you due to a lack of progress, Aramasu and the others would prepare that dish to lift your spirits. The name of the dish was difficult to pronounce, not being in your native language, but that never hindered your enjoyment.

Each day, you delved deeper into the community, learning and sharing moments that felt both new and strangely familiar. You participated in their daily activities, from tending to plants to joining in their joyous celebrations. The Aranaras' simple yet profound way of life became a source of comfort and inspiration. Despite the challenges and the ongoing mystery of your identity, you found solace in the bond you shared with your new friends. They taught you to find joy in the present, even as you searched for answers. And while the journey to uncover your past continued, the warmth and kindness of the Aranaras made the journey a little easier.

At least for a while.

It was a morning like any other. You woke up, greeted your friends, and enjoyed a simple breakfast before taking a walk. Arana, one of your closest friends, usually accompanied you, sharing stories along the way. Later, you listened to the Aranaras' delightful music, a cheerful and soothing melody that filled the air. Arama had taught you how to make flower crowns, so you often found yourself sitting in the grass, surrounded by your friends, weaving pretty flowers into delicate crowns. As the day passed, you felt a sense of contentment. By the time evening fell, you gathered for dinner, the warm glow of the setting sun casting long shadows across the village. After dinner, you retreated to one of the cozy houses to rest. Each day followed this familiar rhythm, a comforting routine of friendship and tranquility.

However, despite the lovely stories and enchanting music that changed each day, you felt a stirring within—a desire for something more. The villagers often warned, "Vana can be very dangerous!" You understood the forest held dangers, yet your curiosity and yearning to explore the unknown parts of this land remained strong. The beauty and peace of your daily life in Vanarana were undeniable, but the call of the mysterious forest beyond your safe haven was growing louder. You wanted to see more of Vana, to experience its wonders and challenges firsthand.

It didn't make you happy. Sure, it was a peaceful life, but besides the stories, you had learned nothing—nothing about yourself or this world. The lack of progress became increasingly frustrating. Whenever you mentioned the idea of leaving Vanarana, the Aranaras grew defensive, almost… hostile? Surely, that was just your imagination. They had been so kind before. Why would they want to keep you here against your will?

Yet, you couldn't shake the feeling. The longer you stayed, the more you felt trapped. Your longing gaze often drifted to the horizon, wishing you could soar through the sky like the birds, flying toward freedom. Every day, your desire to explore the unknown parts of Vana grew stronger, and the village's comforting embrace began to feel like a cage.

That's it. You are done.

Determined, you decided it was time to break free. The forest, with all its mysteries and dangers, called out to you. You needed answers, and you realized that staying in Vanarana wasn't going to provide them. The beauty of the village had lost its charm, replaced by an insistent need to discover your true self and the secrets this world held.

No more waiting. No more wondering. It was time to take your fate into your own hands.

Packing your bags with a few supplies, a blanket, and one last flower crown for memory, you couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. Sorrow, that describes your feelings pretty well. This village, with its serene beauty and gentle inhabitants, had been your home for months. Leaving it behind felt like leaving the part of yourself that you just found. Yet, despite the sadness, there was also a glimmer of excitement. The unknown world beyond Vanarana beckoned, filled with the promise of discovery and the hope of finding your true identity.

You took one last look around the small house that had been your shelter, your sanctuary. The familiar scent of the fresh forest air mingled with the earthy aroma of the village. Memories of laughter, shared meals, and quiet moments of reflection played in your mind. You gently placed the flower crown in your bag, its vibrant petals a poignant reminder of the friendships and bonds you had formed.

The Aranaras had been kind, but you couldn't ignore the defensive looks and wary glances whenever you mentioned leaving. It only fueled your determination. You needed to find out who you were, and you knew you wouldn't find those answers within the confines of the village.

As you slung the bag over your shoulder, a sense of resolve settled within you. Stepping outside, the village was quiet, bathed in the soft light of dawn. The giant trees cast long shadows, and the stillness was almost tangible. You took a deep breath, letting the crisp air fill your lungs, and began to walk.

Every step away from Vanarana felt like a step toward your destiny. The path ahead was unknown and undoubtedly fraught with challenges, but it also held the promise of adventure and self-discovery. With each stride, your sorrow was tempered by a growing curiosity and the thrill of what lay beyond.

You glanced back once, taking in the sight of the village one last time. The Aranaras were nowhere to be seen, but you knew they would understand, eventually. They had given you a place to belong when you had none, and for that, you were grateful.

Turning back to the path ahead, you embraced the uncertainty. Your journey was just beginning, and with the forest stretching out before you, the world was full of possibilities.

With a final look at Mahavanaranapna, you whispered a quiet farewell and stepped into the unknown, ready to uncover the mysteries of Vana and the secrets of your own past.

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Thank you so much for reading! Fell free to give me feedback and ideas how to continue this!

Mika

Taglist: - @wutap

[lovinglapislazuli]

Grazie a te ho letto Il guardiano delle Fiaccole Magiche e credo sia assolutamente adorabile e anche se corta ha centrato perfettamente lo spirito dei personaggi e dell'ambientazione (i fiori di carta velina aaaaaaaaa ;w;)

Ah i profili di Strega Varana e Fata Lina, che bei tempi XD Ricordo ancora quel periodo nel 2020 dove si parlava di poter visitare i "congiunti" e Strega Varana twittava cose tipo "beh ma posso vedere Vermio Malgozzo o no?" e a un certo punto aveva messo una foto di Strega Varana e Vermio editate con delle mascherine perché si sono incontrati :D

e cosa si fa alle 4 di notte? si cercano fanfiction su ao3

ci saranno fanfiction della Melevisione? onestamente ho i miei dubbi ma hey sto già cercando proprio per questo motivo

update 1: sorprendente, su ao3 non ce ne sono. strano, vero? di solito lì c'è qualunque cosa ma tipo letteralmente di tutto, ma non stavolta

però

PERÒ

una c'è

su efp

quindi adesso vado a leggerla perché ero quale motivo dovrei andare a dormire a un orario normale quando posso leggere fanfiction

update 2: ERA MEGA CARINA OMMIODDIO (si chiama Il guardiano delle Fiaccole Magiche, corta ma per un fandom mezzo morto di una serie che esiste solo in Italia è tanto)

inoltre ho scoperto che c'è un account Twitter di Strega Varana e uno di Fata Lina e accipigna quello di Varana fa morir dal ridere, peccato siano entrambi inattivi (ho visto che li segui @lovinglapislazuli e grazie perché mi sono messa a girare tra i tuoi tweet e ho trovato le perle di Melevisione out of context)

niente che dire basta fine ciao enonseneparlipiù

[vaaveyylla]

Seni,bağırabilsem seni,dipsiz kuyulara, Akan yıldıza,bir kibrit çöpüne varana, Okyanusun en ıssız dalgasına, Düşmüş bir kibrit çöpüne..

[mcanylm34]

Akşamınıza selam olsun🇹🇷

Hasretinden Prangalar Eskittim

Seni, anlatabilmek seni.

İyi çocuklara, kahramanlara.

Seni anlatabilmek seni, Namussuza, halden bilmeze, Kahpe yalana.

Ard-arda kaç zemheri, Kurt uyur, kuş uyur, zindan uyurdu. Dışarda gürül-gürül akan bir dünya...

Bir ben uyumadım, Kaç leylim bahar, Hasretinden prangalar eskittim.

Saçlarına kan gülleri takayım, Bir o yana Bir bu yana...

Seni bağırabilsem seni, Dipsiz kuyulara, Akan yıldıza, Bir kibrit çöpüne varana, Okyanusun en ıssız dalgasına Düşmüş bir kibrit çöpüne.

Yitirmiş tılsımını ilk sevmelerin, Yitirmiş öpücükleri, Payı yok, apansız inen akşamdan, Bir kadeh, bir cigara, dalıp gidene, Seni anlatabilsem seni...

Yokluğun, Cehennemin öbür adıdır Üşüyorum, kapama gözlerini...

[lyss-sketchbox]

Why not use temporary waypoints if the spot in Varana is too far away? I remember I did the same when I was running low on crabs. Just shucked one of those bad boys on the island that doesn’t show up on the map and farmed like crazy for days!

Also I love your art so much, especially the way you draw Neuvillette. He just looks so SOFT

First of all, thank you, neuvillette is a sad wet rag to me /pos

Second of all, GUYS THE SWEET FLOWER CRISIS IS OVER I HAVE 100 OF ROSARIAS SPECIALTIES I CAN STOP SHDJKASHDKSAD

[elfin-blogg]

Aşırı tepki verilecek şeylere..

Sakinlik ve soğukkanlılıkla...

Belkide bazı olaylar bende, yalama yaptı, ve sıradanlaştı kim bilir 🌟

İzleyecekleriniz KURGU DEĞİLDİR GERÇEKTİR!

ŞİDDET VE OLUMSUZ ÖGELER BULUNMAKTADIR!

Sözde ADINA BABA DENEN YARATIĞIN KIZINI ÖLÜMLE TEHDİT KAYDINI İZLİYORSUNUZ !

"Bu kız doğduğundan beri bu tehditler altında büyümüş" BASKICI VE AŞIRI KORUMACI AİLE BÜYÜYEN ÇOCUKLAR" ÖZGÜVENSİZ, PISIRIK, KENDİNE İNANCI KALMAYAN BİR ÇOCUK HALİNE GELEBİLİR!!

Takiiiii" HATA YAPARAK DOĞRUYA ULAŞIPTA, EDİNDİĞİ TECRÜBELERLE, BİRLİKTE" AİLESİ TARAFINDAN "SÖZDE HAKKINDA ÇİZİLEN" PLAN VE OYUNLARIN FARKINDA VARANA DEK...

Çeken (Anonim)

SÖZDE AİLESİ OLAN KİŞİLER" BOŞANMIŞ BİR KADININ

(EVLADI KARDEŞLERİ) olarak..

HEM AYAKLARI ÜSTÜNDE DURMASINI..

Hemde (ÖĞRETİLMİŞ ÇARESİZLİK) adı altında " KENDİLERİNE BAĞIMLI OLMAYI İSTEMELERİ"

Peki" BU KADIN ŞİMDİ NE YAPMALI ?

[gecemdekikaranlik]

18.30 du cok korkmuştum sakin kalmak zorundaydim olanları farkına varmak için etrafima baktim ve herks başımda toplanmış beni izliyordu . Ne yapmıştım ki herksin gözü üzerimde bana bakıyordu. Sordum ilk soru kimdim nerdeydim ..

Yanımda en yakın sandım 3-5 ailem den kişiler ne olmustu soruyordum arabanın bana çarptığı ve yerde defalarca sürüklendiğimi söylüyorlardı kaza yaptinn dediklerinde olan biteni anlamaya hala yeltendim ağlıyordum ... sızlayan dizlerime bacağıma ve kollarima bakıyordum . Hayat bana son dakika golünü mü atmıştı neydi bu travma sonrası uyumak istemek miydi? gözümü açtığımda hastanedeyidim neydi bu röntgen filmi cihazları tomografi ve ultrason... verilen testleri inceledi doktor yarı çaplı ezikler ufak doku zedelenmesi ve çizikler .. Canım yanmıştı neyseki iyim demek nasıp oldu ama sonunda kendimi kaybettim uyudum uyandım Sabah ilk şıklar dan o yolu tekrar yürüdüm yürüdüm ve yürüdüm eve varana kadar rahatsızlık cekmeden yürüdüm sonunda vardim yer ev uykuu ve sessizlikti...

[kitaplardangelen]

Seni bağırabilsem seni,

Dipsiz kuyulara,

Akan yıldıza,

Bir kibrit çöpüne varana,

Okyanusun en ıssız dalgasına

Düşmüş bir kibrit çöpüne.

– Ahmed Arif

[mirzablogg]

HER HACCA GİDEN HACI DEĞİLDİR- DEHŞETLİ HADİS

Ebu Basir dedi ki: İmam Ebu Abdillah Caferi Sadık aleyhisselamın huzuruna vardım ve arz ettim: Sana feda olayım bizim, bize muhalif olanlara karşı üstünlüğümüz nedir? Vallahi ben onlardan birini aklı çok rahat, geçimi çok geniş, hali çok iyi olarak görüyorum. Mekkenin içinde kum ve ufak çakılları bulunan geniş ve büyük dere varana kadar bana cevap vermedi ve Kabe'de Tavaf Yapan Allaha doğru haykıran insanları gördüm. İmam aleyhisselam şöyle buyurdu: Ya Ebu Muhammed! Ne kadar çok gürültü ve böğürme var ve ne kadar da az hacı var. Muhammed sallallahu aleyhi ve alihiyi nubuvvetle gönderip onun ruhunu acilen cennete götürene and olsun Allah sadece has olarak senden ve sana benzeyenlerden kabul eder. Ve elini yüzüme sürdü. İmam aleyhisselam şöyle buyurdu: Ya Ebu Basir! Bak! Bir baktım ki köpekten, domuzdan ve eşekten yaratıklarla baş başa kaldım. Sadece birkaç adam vardı.

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