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Do you ever find that one drawing you’d forgotten and you realize you have no idea what the fuck you were attempting to do with it
Like I got this half done pic of what I think is Danny Phantom and some weird punk thing next to him with lightning and shit and what was I trying to put together here
I remember my first eagle ceremony when I turned nine. The first eagle you get is always declawed, which I always thought was pretty inhumane, but it was a good way to ease into caring for the birds. My eagle (named Baldy, because I wasn’t a terribly clever child) was already quite old when I received him (he was a rescue eagle, luckily) but I did have him until I was 16. I don’t know if I was more excited about getting my drivers license that year, or my new eagle! You should have seen the party we had when I got him, too! Grilled hot dogs and fire works and lemonade…. obviously I named my beautiful new eagle Freedom. He’s too big to keep inside anymore, unfortunately, but we’ve got a pretty comfortable roost for him on our apartment’s balcony.
Ah, yes, the eagle ceremony! My Justice and I remember his quite well. (They had just come out with telepathic link transplants when I got him, which is how I know he remembers it.) Our celebration was quite modest, compared to Freedom’s—apple pie under a cloudless summer sky as we signed our Declaration of Interdependence. I still have the inked and talon-pierced document hanging on my wall.
what is this
Get out Canada
I was so scared during my pet eagle ceremony I almost threw up. But Stonewall Jackson and I have been best friends ever since. My dad and grandfather built a really massive roost behind the house for my eagle and my sisters’ eagles. Stonewall always waits for me when I get home from class since schools are getting so over protective and strict these days and won’t allow eagles indoors. Which just goes to show how much we’re bubble wrapping kids today. Back in the day, if you couldn’t handle a few stitches because you pissed off the wrong kid’s eagle, you had to just man up and learn your lesson!
Ooo, I never miss a chance to tell this story! I had a rather unusual first eagle ceremony. The traditional giant American flag that you wave around to summon your eagle had been severely damaged the week prior (a ceremony that had not gone according to plan, but the child only suffered minor talon wounds. The flag took the brunt of the attack). Anyway, I couldn’t use the normal flag so we had to search ALL OVER for one suitable for eagle summoning. Unfortunately the stripes weren’t the correct shade of patriotic red so everyone was worried an eagle wouldn’t show up at all. I had to stand in the middle of that wheat field, the wind creating amber waves out of it, shaking that flag in the air for over three hours. Everyone was just about to give up when suddenly Patriot appeared out of nowhere! He came to me so quickly it was like he was apologizing for being late. And we’ve been together ever since.
Some people think it’s excessive to have two eagles. But what can I say, I’m a two eagles kind of guy. Well, I can say, “You must be a terrorist to call me out over my excesses,” but I digress. We don’t have many open fields around here, so I got Liberty by waving my flag atop a decommissioned WWII aircraft carrier. I was kicking a couple of boxes of tea into the harbor for good measure, and there she was. I loved her so much I repeated the process a year later and got young Colbert here. It’s hard work, raising two eagles, but I have two shoulders, after all. Besides, I know that the secret to happy and healthy eagles is plenty of Bud Light.
Oh man, the eagle ceremony. I was a weird fucking kid, okay, so I was totally sure that the eagle ceremony wasn’t just going to net me my eagle and deepen the mystical bond between a citizen and their country, I thought I was going to get to turn into an eagle too. So me and my mom and my dad and my little brother are all standing in the old civil war battleground, surrounded by the ghosts of our fallen soldiers, and all and the problem here — it’s not usually a problem because I make sure to shave my beard off twice a day, three times on sundays — was that I am, actually, born on the fourth of July. So it wasn’t just one eagle that showed up, it was pretty much every big old patriotic warbird in Missouri, all flapping around confused and pissed off, their innate senses of direction completely fucked up by the way firecracker babies warp America’s natural system of ley lines. And I was six, so grabbed the flag and ran with it over my shoulders, rippling in the wind, thinking it was going to turn into wings for me and I would go be an eagle with all the other eagles. Instead I just got mobbed by a freaked-out mess of nationalistic avians who all weighed more than I did. I lost half my nose and my whole left arm and spent most of fourth grade in reconstructive surgery getting machine guns welded on to the shattered remains of my ulna. Completely missed my little brother’s eagle ceremony, which I will always regret, but it was all worth it to have met Columbia. I never did turn into an eagle on the outside, but I like to think those long hours in the hospital, feeding her rubbing alcohol and my own blood, have made me an eagle in my heart.
I remember my first eagle ceremony like it was yesterday, There was a huge storm that day and my parents tried to make me wait a few days until the storm subsided. But I was not waiting to get my eagle. So I stood out in the field closest to my house. Thunder rumbling, lightening cracking, and hurricane force winds, but I stood my ground. I was getting me eagle that day if it killed me. I raised the giant american flag as high in the air I could and began waving. The flag was hard to hold with all of the wind, and water the flag was soaking up. It was getting harder to hold by the minute and the storm was getting worse and worse. I was beginning to loose hope that my eagle would ever come. Then as the lightening flashed and the thunder boomed its loudest and its brightest, I saw Bravery flying towards me. So strong, young, and majestic. We both braved the storm to find each other and to this day we are best friends.
Fuck ya’ll for having ceremonies. I was woken up one morning by the loudest screeing I have ever heard to find Appalachia in my old Easter basket (which still had candy at the time). Scared the shit out of me, let me tell you. My family and I had to scramble to find the appropriate care items because Appalachia the Diva would not shut up until we did. (Of course her being a diva explained her way of going about it).
For those who don’t know, Unfiled Papers is basically my little drabble dump ground, because I cannot pace myself when it comes to writing. Anything I would like to finish but to do not have the inspiration to complete gets put here with hope I will come back to it one day, or someone adopts it, or, you know, w/e.
Also, I cannot control my impulses when it comes to filling things, it’s just that usually they want a “completely comprehensible and novel length” thing, which I’ve shown I can’t write without it drastically shortening and becoming a “help me I’m dying slowly and painfully” thing. Thus, drabbles.
Except when I say drabbles, I mean drabbles that do not scroll because they are that short. And people also want the thing (because I do not find the prompt until several other people have stated as much). So yeah, feels wrong to put them with the ones I’m likely to forget exist when really, I DO want to finish these.
imagine a baby with adult sized teeth
my dad told us at dinner that he had a dream about my sister like this today
Hogwarts Psychoanalysis by House and Typology : #002 Hufflepuff
If you do not know what typology is, or you do not know your own typology, please go here before continuing on below.
These folks are some of the more social you will meet of Hufflepuffs, as well as some of the kindest. They are nice to just about everyone, and will rarely snap or say something rude without copious amounts of provoking first. Even then these Badgers are very spiritual, and great believers in karma. They try to be cordial even to those who are horrible to them, because they believe they will have good fortune in return. They are also very emotional, but rarely show it, instead only showing the brighter sides of their personality. They would be most likely to show only their deeper aspects around their closest friends, which they can make many of.
This is a common type for a Hufflepuff, because it is the type that is known as the Healer, and Hufflepuffs as well, are somewhat natural healers. These people are a bit more shy and reserved, but with large amounts of empathy. They want to help others the best they can, and usually they are best at opening up out of their shell through this, their true colours showing when a person is in need. They have a good sense of the emotions of others, detecting what a person truly means even when it is not said aloud. They are good at keeping secrets, and tend to feel their emotions through others rather than through themselves.
These people are expressive and full of life, every interest and opinion they have being fully expressed through them. Despite this they are not overbearing, but rather they have a sort of comfortable aura around them that pulls others in, making you want them to teach you what they know. They are social creatures, too, and are happy to do his. ENFJ is the Teacher, and this shines thoroughly through these Hufflepuffs. They want to share everything they know with the world, and allow others to see what beauty they see.
INFJ Hufflepuffs are very similar to ENFJ Hufflepuffs in their ideas, but they are a bit less strongly expressed. Instead they are more drawn into themselves, and what they know is a part of them. They actually have very many Ravenclaw aspects to them as well, but what makes them Hufflepuffs is how patiently they work out each of their goals, and how their hardworking traits cause them to succeed at everything to the best of their ability. They generally have only a few close friends, because they like to be friends with those they feel enlighten them further, and they have a strong judging criteria for this.
ESTJ Hufflepuffs and INFP Hufflepuffs, despite their completely opposite types, have some similarities. They are both very people oriented, and willing to help out in anyway they can. The main difference here is the tactics they use. ESTJs are much more blunt in their ways, and more traditional. They think before they act, and they look into how a person would react before they help them. If they think they will react badly, they are hesitant to help, because conflict is to them a dirty word. They just want to be social, happy, and enjoy their life.
The main talent of these Hufflepuffs is their attention to detail. They are great at observation, but they also have the ability to observe and analyze at the same time, almost in a psychological manner. They do this to people around them, rarely speaking up about it but taking note of it for later. They have strong minds in every sense of the word, and are deeply logical. They can at times be extremely grounded into reality, as they just can’t get enough of trying to figure out the universe around them. Their down-to-earth personality can also make them very responsible and reliable if need be, and they thrive in this fact.
This is the most emotional of all types for Hufflepuff, as well as one of their common signs. They have deep individual emotions as well as strongly feeling the emotions of those who are around them. They are social creatures but they can also have deep highs and lows due to this aspect, and when they start to feel in the latter of these moods they will often find some place to be secluded and alone. They feel the need to have the company of others most of the time, though, as being completely and entirely alone is one of their worst fears.
Deeply into the needs of others, ISFJ Hufflepuffs are very intrinsically motivated, feeling the need to always do what is best, simply because it is the right thing to do. They are also deeply into nostalgia, and like to make sure their decision is always the best in order to have good memories to reflect back on later in life. They do the same with relationships, judging people thoroughly before getting close to them. They are terrified of being hurt, so they want to make sure they will not have bad thoughts to look back on with friends or lovers.
These Hufflepuffs are incredibly creative and eccentric, seeing the world in ways others usually do not. ENTP is called the Inventor, and this is very much shown within the Hufflepuff house. They are hardworkers who come up with unique projects, and are tedious in making sure everything is right in accomplishing their ideas. They are also patient and level-headed, giving them the ability to make many mistakes and keep on going. They haven’t failed, they have only found 10,000 ways that it doesn’t work. They don’t ever allow the thoughts of others get them down.
Hufflepuffs of this type are somewhat similar to ENTPs in the way that they have the greatest amount of patience you could find in a person. They also have very interesting ways of thinking, and their introversion allows them to show this strongly, as they are not affected by the judgments of others. Their opinions and thoughts are their own, and they love to express themselves in a way that shows people this. Though they are more expressive in their thoughts than their feelings, INTPs still can have dramatic highs and lows in their mood, and this is brought on by their own thoughts, which bothers them greatly.
This is a rather rare type for a Hufflepuff, but it can happen. These are the more blunt, somewhat cold of personalities, and they have the same Hufflepuff instinct to help others, but they show it in a completely different way These are the types more likely to go for guardian type pursuits, such as something in law enforcement. They are strong and dedicated but also stubborn with an almost black and white view of the world, seeing everything as either good or bad. They can block their emotions out at times, because they feel they get in the way when they are working.
The main goal of an INTJ Hufflepuff is knowledge, and it is through this that they show their personality. They are one of the shy types and rarely choose to talk to others, but the pen is mightier than the sword, and they show their soul through this ideal. They are fantastic writers, philosophers, and thinkers. They want to share their thoughts with the world, they just don’t want their personal life to be noticed as much, so they tend to shy away from the public eye.
If you were looking for a good radio personality or talk show host, an ESTP Hufflepuff would be your go-to guy. They are full of life and fun, and they speak their mind to a point where no thought of theirs ever hides from their lips. They are friendly to most, though their spitfire personality can cause others to be sometimes offended by what they have to say. The thought of purposely insulting someone hurts them a bit, as they would never do it, so if you tell them that they’ve hurt your feelings, they will usually apologize as much as they can, and try to make it up to you. All they want out of life is to feel it, and they want the same for others.
Virtuosos, ISTP Hufflepuffs know how to work with what they have in their arsenal. They are compassionate above all else, and this reflects their whole life. They are very loyal friends, very committed lovers, and very hard workers. They are the type that many people would want to associate themselves with, because there is just something about the aura around them that inspires you, and makes you feel like you are a better person. They are not the type to let their emotions get the best of them, because they are too grounded into what they want and obtaining it. Stress is not something they very easily know.
A bit of an unlikely type for a Hufflepuff, these people are somewhat overly dramatic. They have a strong outer personality, but they also have an active imagination and often make a bit of a personal fable for themselves. They tend to want their lives to be a fairytale, and see themselves as the prince or the princess, waiting for their knight in shining armor. This can bother others at times, but there is no harm meant by it. They often think that others feel this way, and when they realize they do not, they are unsure what to make of it.
Hufflepuffs of this type are very observant, noticing all of their surroundings. People, nature, things of the unknown, they take note of all of them and try their best to figure out how they function in the big jigsaw puzzle of life. They are not the most social individuals, but they do enjoy putting themselves in public places, where they can discover new things, as this is their main drive in life.
I wanted in on this kinda thing for once.
Bring on the angst! >:D
since people drawing kinda mad reactions wasn’t working let’s try reverse psychology.
Test Your Vocabulary: how many words do you know?
Most Native English adult speakers who have taken the test fall in the range 20,000–35,000 words. And for foreign learners of English, we’ve found that the most common vocabulary size is from 2,500–9,000 words.
I scored 21,500 FUCK YES
So I saw a movie called “Kimba” where the character’s name was actually Léo…
(if you can’t tell, he’s supposed to be covered in bubbles).
I’m a mad suicide fool
Lust, crush, fool. Of course, going back over it, I also see bail, the, and see.
Say hello to the Mishapocalypse.
Icon from here.
I have no idea where most of this came from.