#forus

[mikec137]

Mägenwil, Switzerland, January 2025

[tamapalace]

Tamagotchi x OPA, VIVRE, FORUS Fun Fun Summer Fes stamp rally!

🎥 canalcity_opa on Twitter

[kneipe]

belgrad 2024

[evelynlisian]

Tinker The Dragonfly 🐉🪰 Oc belongs to @/phyrogd

A quick extra with my oc Amber and the friend @forusu

I have helped my friend with the design of his dragonfly, it is one of his ocs that I like the most, and I had to do this small detail. Also, I put together the following drawing with my oc Amber, and Forusu’s chaos. Amber loves nature and chaos, so she introduces them to her new friend

[templeofoccultpractices]

31-PRESIDENT FORAS

Enn:Kaymen vefa Foras

Other names:Forus, Forras, alias Forcas

The Thirty-first Spirit is President Foras. He and appears in the form of a strong man in human shape. Call to Foras to solve problems, especially those of a business nature. Foras gives stability and a clear head. He inspires being in good health. It may be suggested that Foras is also a spirit which suggests the crystallization of time, whereas one may learn to appreciate and control their surroundings to the point of stretching the barriers of time. This may involve but is not limited to – total environments, advanced sorcery techniques which crystallize areas of ones surroundings to give a stronger appearance of time slowing. He can give the understanding to men how they may know the virtues of all herbs and precious stones. He teaches the arts of logic and ethics in all their parts. If desired he makes men invisible, and to live long, and to be eloquent. He can discover treasures and recover things lost. He rules over 29 legions of spirits.

According to Runyon, he is a fallen angel of unknown rank.

Call upon President Foras for

⬩Art of logic

⬩Buisness problems

⬩Eloquence

⬩Find lost items

⬩Good health

⬩Herbs and stones

⬩Long life

⬩Stability and a clear head

⬩Time magic

⬩Make you more unnoticeable(invisible)

⬩Ask him what else he will work with you on⬩

⊱•━━━━━━⊰In Ritual⊱━━━━━•⊰

Enn:Kaymen vefa Foras

Sigil:Posted above

Plant:Century Plant

Incense:Storax

⬩Orange candles or objects

⬩Ask President Foras what he likes⬩

⬩It is important to learn protections before trying to work with any spirits. You can get tricksters and parasites if you don't.

Cleansings- cleaning your space of negative energies. You can burn herbs or incense for this.

Banishings- forcing negative energies out of your space. The lesser banishing ritual is one of the most commonly used.

Warding- wards keep negative energy out of your space. Amulets, sigils and talismans do this.

Set up a your space and do a cleanse and banishing. Have wards up in your home. Meditation is to calm yourself and get your mind ready. The sigil (symbol) is what you draw on paper. The enn is what you chant or say to call forth the spirit.⬩

[pennedbymaeve]

"Love is for the weak."

NO. LOVE IS FOR THE BRAVE, AND IF YOU ARE NOT DARING ENOUGH TO LOVE, DON'T WORRY, YOU DON'T HAVE TO. BUT YOU CANNOT STOP SOMEONE FROM LOVING YOU. BECAUSE, AS MUCH AS THEY SAY, LOVE IS BEST SERVED FOR THE HOPELESS, LOVE CAN ALSO BE FOR THE HOPEFUL.

Love...is for me. :)

[baaly-k]

2021年4月27日（火）

蔵王エコーラインドライブ♪

[mylittlewritingplace]

Home

I took a Hogwarts House Sorting quiz yesterday, and I felt a little raw yesterday so I figured I’d write about it. 

I got Hufflepuff, which is really interesting because I usually get put into Ravenclaw or Slytherin, with maybe a hint of Gryffindor. 

I usually get Ravenclaw or Slytherin because I really like to learn and draw, and it’s my aesthetic. School is kind of amazing for me, even if I don’t have all A’s, because I like the material. But! I got Hufflepuff! :D And it was really funny because after peeling myself apart a little bit during the quiz, I got to the last question, which asks have a preference for a house, and I got there and I was like “Yeah, I’ll be really happy in any of these houses, but if I’m really being honest? I’m gonna get Hufflepuff today.” And then I just sort of did.  

For the quiz, Hufflepuff was basically the house of people who make a home for their friends and family. I don’t really like the parents and brother I was born to. We don’t work as a unit, we’re too different and we spent too long being separate together to properly communicate anymore. So for me, my friends are my family. And when I think about what I want from the future? 

I want a home. A real home, not just a place where people live, like the one I have right now. It doesn’t have to be big, although I wouldn’t say no to a really nice, big, fancy-looking house like the ones a few streets over. But I just need a bedroom, a bathroom, a living room, a kitchen, a couple closets, and a den. 

I want a bedroom just for me. I want to have mornings where I can wake up, with the air cooling my face, all snuggled up under a heavy down comforter that’s tucked itself around my chest but loose around my feet because that’s how I sleep, and just lie there enjoying how the sun casts itself across the wall. Or, mornings where I wake up before my alarm, and the window is still purple and orange with the sunrise, and I can stand up and feel the chill in my toes and watch the city as buildings grow from lonely windows into full sized buildings. 

I want a bathroom for hot showers and hotter baths. For steam billowing under the lights and fogging up the mirror, and a big fluffy beach towel because I think normal bath towels are a little too small. To awkwardly prop my leg up in the sink because I missed a spot while shaving, but I don’t want to get all wet in the shower for a single stripe of hair (and then squint accusingly when I find another patch. I should have just gotten back into the shower). 

I want a living room, full of comfy couches around a low coffee table. I want friends over, mugs of tea and coffee and hot chocolate decorating the end tables while a spread of fruit and warm nuts claims the center for anyone who gets hungry. I want music in the background, switching between Beethoven and Scarlatti and Panic! At the Disco and Fall Out Boy, while we rant about how good the movie was but I can’t believe they got together at the end, where was the chemistry? And a wall of books, for days where you want to be together quietly. 

I want a kitchen, full of soft bread and crisp vegetables, a windowsill of herbs and spices. A shelf of tea leaves and chocolate mixes and coffee grinds and honey, cupboards of dishes and snacks, a different mug reserved for every friend. A pot of soup simmering on the stove and salmon turning rosy and gold in the oven. And space enough to avoid bumping hips trying to get around to the sink, but doing it anyways. 

I want a couple closets. For my sweaters and jeans, sweatpants and blouses, coats and jackets, hats and scarves, boots and shoes. For sheets and pillows. And for extra towels, on rainy days, and blankets, on cold days. And a couple soft, oversized clothes to change out of. Don’t think I’m letting go of sleepovers, especially since I’ve only ever had one proper one. 

I want a den, that I use for work that I didn’t get to finish at the office/lab. A cabinet for all the things I need once the dreaded tax season comes around. A desk, full of pencils and pens and paper for notes and drawings and calligraphy. A set of drawers filled with notebooks and paint, with evidence of its value adorning the walls of every room. And a futon, for taking a quick break or having a friend over too late to take the train back home, keeping someone’s favorite pillow safe for the next time they come over. 

I want a home for me, but I want a home for us too. A little place full of good I made just for us. Because maybe I won’t make it big, won’t make a discovery in the lab so that I can shower you in presents and gifts every holiday I can. And maybe I can’t do anything to soothe your heart the next time someone digs their words in, convinces you that you were the reason they left. Maybe I can’t do anything when your job becomes monotonous, another day stuck behind a desk, another day where you run the test and the results come back the same as all the other tests. Because the world is big, and full of problems, and some of them we can work to fix but lots of them are so far out of reach all you can do is watch, and ask the universe to please, be fair, let it be right, just this once, let things solve themselves, let the laws of physics and the threads of fate and the voices of witnesses be the heroes we need to save the day. 

But I hope that I can give you somewhere to come home to. And if I can’t, then I hope you find somewhere else to be your home.