Light and Reignite

Light and Reignite

Recently, I purchased a small “BLISS” box from Bookishsugarscrubs, on Etsy (don’t worry, mother, I used a coupon code.). There were four 2oz sugar scrubs, a pin, a watercolor card (?) and a very small candle.

The little candle had a fairly pleasing aroma, so I lit it right away, setting it on my desk. The first light was easiest, and the flame glowed brightly and strongly. However, after each re-light, it kept getting harder and harder for the tiny candle to stay lit. Even now, as I type, it is just barely above smoldering.

Then I wondered, what if that’s a parable for my own faith?

(And here you thought you’d gotten rid of those posts…. Heheheeee…)

When we first become Saved, that Light inside of our souls burns strongest and most brilliantly. However, if we don’t keep going back to the very Source of our Salvation, both in Word and in prayer, we will not stay “lit” for long, and, in some instances, that light may even, unfortunately, be extinguished.

Similarly, to burn, a candle must continually remain dependent on its own flame source, a lighter, or a box of matches. Even then, things can go wrong: The wick can be too long or too short for it to light properly, the wax too low, the ceiling fan blowing around too much, etc.

 

Our faith is like that, too. After reigniting and replenishing our faith by praying, reading the Word, or going on a Bible retreat/going to Church camp, we come back ready at bat… But harsh circumstances can just as easily come our way, making it easy to doubt, easy for that flame to die down or even out again. Maybe your best friend decided to become a Buddhist. Maybe your grandparent passed away. Maybe you were in an area where violent riots struck, or a massive natural disaster occurred, causing you to ask, “Why?” Maybe you’re at school or your workplace, and politically correct people badger you so much about how “intolerant” your beliefs are, until YOU start to question them, yourself.

My own faith has been like that, as of late. I can all too easily grow “lazy” in doing everything else, putting off devos and spending quality one-on-one time with my Abba til bedtime, when I’m already nodding off. Is this truly the worshipful attitude and mindset we ought to show Him Who gave His own Life for ours? I think not. (What can I say…? God tends to feed me little sermons in life when I need them the most…)

But whatever you do, hang tight. Go to Church, pray, get deep in the Word, to grow and make the flame inside you all the bigger and brighter. Keep going back to the Source of your fire, rather than sitting around doing nothing, and slowly letting it go out.

“Give me oil in my lamp, keep it burning, burning, burning, give me oil in my lamp, I pray/ Give me oil in my lamp, keep it burning, burning, burning, keep it burning til the break of day./ Oh sing, Hosanna, sing, Hosanna, sing, Hosanna to the King of kings! /Sing, Hosanna, sing, Hosanna, sing, Hosanna to the King!”

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Updates/ Things to Look Out for!

Updates/ Things to Look Out for!

Hey, everyone! *waves* It’s me, Eikon! I’m back… Miss me much? ūüėČ

OK, OK, owwwww, quit pulling, Ginger, yes, I’m writing!

Things have gone a bit more active around here, since Livva quit work a couple weeks ago (because “ugh” people), from a stupid blood clot in her leg, to inviting people left and right, and left and right… from all over… to come and visit before school starts for her. Sheesh, you’d think she’d have enough to deal with, already…

Anyways, in other news, Livva has started writing again, but told me and Ginger we’re still in charge of keeping you guys up-to-date with what’s going on, soooo…. >.>

Aside from alllll that, Livva’s starting school the week after next. We all havta go back early because SOMEONE (looking at you, Isaac James) HAS to be there for “Welcome Week”. But I guess that’s chill at the same time; Ging and I get re-adjusted to the new pad and make ourselves at home with Hayley and Abbey too, while Livva talks with Dr. Martel and Dr. Williams about important school and work stuff (BOR-ING).

Two things make me perk up about fall, Halloween and pranking people aside, though… More “Rebels” and “Boruto: Naruto Next Generations”!! I miss watching the action with Livva on Sundays, when it was just us, food, and “Rebels”. I can’t wait for the finale this fall, I know it’s gonna be fantastic!!! (Ging usually naps on through it… Her loss. You snooze, you literally lose. Hehehe…) I recently got hooked on “Naruto” then “Boruto,” too, thanks to Livva. But, I’m so glad she did! They’re about bad-guy beating NINJAS, and it is EPIC! Also, sometimes Naruto or Boruto like pulling pranks on others, so I can relate… >:) I like Boruto and sometimes Mitsuki the best in the newest series. I sometimes think Sasuke’s a bit TOO serious and all, and Sakura… man, dat GIRL POWUH, though!! O.O Neji’s kinda cool, if a bit too strict, Lee’s weird, I could go on but you get my point. OH AND KIBA!!!! I SHIP MYSELF WITH HIM SOOOOOO BADLY!!! ‚̧ AND I LOVE AKUMARU!

Livva also wants me to tell you, that she’s also pretty pumped for more “Pokemon Adventures,” manga, particularly from something she calls the “B2W2 Chapter”…. I wonder why…

This December, we will also be camping in with several of Livva’s (human) besties to see, “The Last Jedi,” and later on, we’re booking it to The Promised Land! Soooooo excited, never really been out of country before, except as an eggy, and I don’t really remember that, just muffled noise. Lots of that. Huh? What now, Livva? Oh yeah, Livva says she’ll post pics of our Israel trip on her Instagram, said to tell you guys her username is “livgirl63”. WE’RE STAYING IN INNER CITY JERUSALEM, BABY!!! YAHOOO!!!

In other news, we’re all planning on watching that epic eclipse sometime soon. Since greedy bozos hogged all the glasses, Livva says we’ll havta settle for making one of those thingies that lets you see it without hurting your eyeballs. Of course we’re all psyched about seeing it; it’s the Darkling’s symbol and only comes to the US once every 50 years or something. Duh.

Livva’s excited and anxious about a couple other things, too, but I’m not allowed to say what, or I’d be in even bigger trouble than I already am… Karisse is watching me as I type…. Send… Help… Please…

Welp, gotta go!

Til next time,

Eikon

P.S., Oh, and here’s a pic of “him,” just because….

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*drools* OK, OK, Karisse, I’m getting off, I’m getting off!!!

 

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The Water Wolves

The Water Wolves

Author’s Note: This story, while still in the realm of “fantasy,” is a bit different than what I usually do, like in the “Junk Collectors,” stories, or otherwise. This story (or rather, short story– which I typically dislike writing, as I have the brain of a novelist and usually can’t just “stop”) is more in the category of “traditional fantasy,” but meets the modern world. I do hope you guys like it. It kind of formulated itself into my brain over the past few days out of sheer boredom, until it was practically begging to be written. So, here we are. Again.¬†

While not related to the “Junk Collector” realm in any way, shape, or form, I did not enjoy writing this any less than my second “baby” (my first trilogy, which is in the works, in my first baby. “Junk Collector,” is second.). It actually has a very, very old daydream idea of mine interwoven into it, as you’ll soon see…But really, I hope you guys enjoy it.

******

Kierra Callot stared at the edge of her resort house bed, trying to figure out what to do. It had all started a few days ago, shortly after she and her family had gone to the beach for vacay. After all her duties, more than what her parents were even aware of, the vacay had been much needed, and extremely deserved.

She’d been lying under their umbrella, reading in the shade after nearly getting scorched alive trying to tan– it was, after all, the middle of July– she heard a soft, “Hey.” Looking up, peering over her shades, she saw before her probably the hottest surfer dude on the whole beach. His short, strawberry blonde locks were spiked upwards, somehow oddly complementing deep sapphire eyes. He was shirtless, as most men are when swimming, but had the six pack to flaunt, which many men did not. He wore black and white swim trunks, and had some kind of tooth necklace around his throat– she knew it wasn’t a shark tooth, it was longer and the point was not as accented, but…

He’d interrupted her thoughts with a little chuckle. “I know, I know… I’m a fine specimen, aren’t I?” Those sapphire eyes seemed to dance. Her heart almost leapt, before her common sense dragged it back down to planet earth. “How do you even know that was what I was even thinking?”

“You’re ogling.” A sunny little smile lit those eyes up again. “People usually do when they think those thoughts.”

“What? Like you’re some kind of museum artifact, begging to be looked at?” She tried to roll her eyes, and draw her focus downward, back to her book. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have much needed vacation time to catch up o–”

“Even more important,” he said softly, suddenly right behind her, “than taking care of… Area 61 matters?” She’d jumped out of her beach chair in fright and shock– partly due to his unexpected proximity, but also due to his unquestionable knowledge of–

“What did you say?” she stammered, trying to force herself to stay calm, “I don’t know what you’re… what you’re talking about.”

He studied her for a few moments, eyes grazing on her whole being, then halting and hovering at her own. He leaned against their umbrella stand casually, arms folded. “Well, then, I suppose it WOULDN’T interest you in the least that some… rogues… are attempting to portal jump?”

She didn’t have to say anything this time; her eyes widened, and that seemed to be good enough for him. “Tell you what,” he said, voice again like silk, “Why don’t we have ourselves a nice little chat about it over dinner? I can easily provide you with all the details. The Seafood Ship, 113 Main Avenue. My treat. Oh, and they prefer it if you’d wear the nicest clothes you have with you. See you then.” Completely ignoring her sputtering protests, he’d calmly sauntered off, but not without the gazes of at least two dozen giggling or jealous females watching. Kierra had sunk down to her chair again, feeling flustered, confused, suspicious and concerned all at once.

Just as she was feeling now.

She sighed, twirling in her teal ombre sundress, gazing at herself in the mirror. Her family, especially her younger brother, wanted to know why she was getting all dolled up, but she didn’t disclose any of the real details. She didn’t know what had moved her to even THINK about doing this. Maybe it was duty, an actively subconscious response to aid someone during a GENUINE “Area 61” call. But, in this case, she had no clue as to if this call was a genuine one, or a trap. How did he know, anyways?

She would, one way or the other, learn that in a hour’s time.

She set off to the Seafood house with a disconcerted feeling that she would in no way be eating during their conversation.

*****

He’d picked out a booth before meeting her at the door; apparently, this guy was a real regular here. Every other server they passed seemed to greet him with a smile and a nod, or, in male servers’ cases with Kierra, a sly little wink. Kierra felt like she’d swallowed a stone, and that stone had punched a hole through her gut; she wasn’t here to go on a date. She was here for answers.

She decided before they were seated not to order anything, even under pressure, in case anything was spiked. Probably paranoia, but in her profession, it never hurt to be too careful. After they sat, she said, “OK, talk. Who are you, and how do you know about…”
“Area 61?” He leaned back, almost as casual as before, only in nice jeans, a white shirt, black leather jacket. Only the tooth necklace remained the same, out in plain view. “Dear, I’ve known for quite some time that you’re a Portal Hunter. But you’re right,” he added, seeing her jaw drop and eyes narrow at his audacity, “It’s not very fair that I know all of that about you, and you not to know a a whale’s tail swish about me…. Fair game. My name, dearest, is Micah. Micah Greenwater. And I happen to be one of the administrators for MARINO.” He paused to thank the server for his lemon-water, and to take a sip.

“Wait a minute… MARINO…. Why does that sound–”

“Familiar?” he finished, after a long gulp. “Stands for “Merish Aquatic Rescue International Networking Organization”. Surely you’ve heard of us?”

“MERISH?” Her eyebrows had never shot up so fast. “You’re MERISH? On human land? I don’t believe you. You don’t even have a tail, or gills, and there’s a severe penalty for any Mermian to go out wandering on human–”

“I see you’re under the influence of several very prominent misconceptions about my people,” he cut her off again, coolly eyeing her once more. “I suppose you also believe the little myth that we are half human, half fish, do you?”

“Well…”

“Tut, tut… such prejudices…” He downed the last of his water faster than she could bat an eye. “If you were to know our actual past, you would be fully aware that my people were originally Atlanteans, some of whom survived the Great Flood by breeding with the likes of porpoises, whales, manatees, dolphins, and sharks. Do fish, after all, have such beautiful song voices? I think not. And not every Mermian does, either. Usually only about two-thirds of us, actually.”

“What?” She stare at him, trying to digest all this information, thrust at her all at once. “You’re saying… that you’re a product of… Bestiality?” His lobster platter had arrived, and though it had grill marks, it did not look very well done. She was beginning to feel ill. “You’re not going to be ordering anything, dear? What’s the matter? You look a little… green around the gills.” He chuckled quietly at his own joke, sawing into his meat like an ordinary gentleman. “Don’t worry, mine’s lightly grilled. Only lightly. Living in the human world for so long causes you to adapt to some of their ways, after all. Most Mermians would eat theirs completely raw.” He closed his eyes and chewed, savoring the flavor,as a million questions flooded Kierra’s mind. Then at last she blurted,

“You’re… you’re not planning on… on seducing me and taking me into the ocean to drown then eat me, are you?”

His eyes instantly flitted open, and he started coughing. She almost felt worried that he was choking because he was angry and surprised, but suddenly a laugh barked out past his lips. “Seduce you… drown, then eat… good Neptune, what movies have you been watching, dearest?” He wiped his mouth, settling down again. “If you’re referring to our methods of mate selection, mesmerism and conversion, then let me assure you, they’re very different from those… rumors. The stories you’ve been told have been obviously exaggerated. But it’s alright that you asked, because that will bring us to the point of our little meeting, anyway.” He set his utensils down, steepled his fingers together, gazing at her for the longest time over them. Then spoke,

“You see, after my people were officially born into existence, we were quite numerous. For several hundred years, we flourished, built homes underwater, had cities similar to your own– ones with technology and architecture that you wouldn’t believe. Then multiple plagues struck. First the elderly, then the young. Soon, we were perishing in great numbers. It became vital to preserve our numbers, so young mermen and mermaids began a special kind of adaptive training. They could spend days on land, spending time with, and, as you call it, “seducing,” many humans. Usually by means of persuasion and mesmerism. We often have had harems, to help increase our numbers with them. But we could only do so after they themselves had been converted, had become Merish. Which brings me to my main point,” he said quickly, noticing her agitated expression, “Some of those things, I admit, were a little… desperate and barbaric. You must understand, we did what we had to, to save our society and keep it from dying out. It was not exactly… a proud past that we had.” He broke his gaze at her to stare down at his nearly-empty plate. “But times have changed, and we, with them. Conversions must follow specific regulations, such as age limit– no younger than sixteen– and certain, specialized circumstances, such as if the human was in an abusive household, or the like. Very specific situations… And we never, ever condone forced, nonconsensual conversions, least of all child conversions. The unfortunate news is, sometimes these conversions still occur. These… These Merish rogues, as we call them, mostly mermen… They are not like the rest of us. Our understanding is that most of them are half the most predatory aquatic mammals– sharks. Understandable, given their ways.” His tone turned angry, vicious. “They are very old-fashioned, some of them, and believe we ought to return to the old ways, of kidnapping, having harems of pretty young human girls, not caring about age… Others, they are worse. They call themselves, “The Water Wolves,” they’re much like your mafia, only specific in their dealings. You know about human trafficking in your own world, I take it?”

She nodded, speechless.

“Well, they are avid partakers in it. Sometimes, they are so lazy that they let humans do the kidnapping for them, without disclosing that they are Merish, and when they get their victims… Well, I’m sure you can easily fill in the rest.”

“But… That’s awful! Can’t we do anything to stop them?”

“That’s why MARINO was founded, dear. We work side-by-side with multiple anti-trafficking organizations, including that human one that helps to locate and return missing and exploited children. Our job is to rescue as many human children, and yes, even teenagers like yourself, before it is too late. We’ve had enough negative dealings with things like this in the past. That’s why I would like you to help us.”He leaned forward, looking eager.

“What can I do? I’m just a Portal Hunter, like you said. I only monitor the portals open to other worlds, and help shut down illegal portals that others try to open. I’m not law enforcement, by any means.”
“Perhaps, but I know you’re legally REQUIRED to ACT as law enforcement, particularly in Area 61 matters like this, until proper authority arrives, if you see and find something suspicious. You have a right to investigate, arrest, and to protect the innocent.”

“You DO do your research well, don’t you,” murmured Kierra. “All right, then. No promises, but I’ll do what I can to ensure no new portals get activated in specific locations. Just tell me where to keep my eyes peeled. Oh, and two more, unrelated, questions…”

A smile curved those perfect lips. “Yes?”

“You said your people bred with… certain marine animals, right? And you seemed to imply that your people were long lived–”

“Oh, you’re wondering what I’M part of, and how old I am?” Amusement was in his tone. “My great-great grandmother was an Orca whale. I’m actually wearing one of her teeth.” He stroked the tooth affectionately. “That way, I know part of her’s with me, wherever I go. As for how old I am…” He stood to leave, “Well… Let’s just say I look a lot younger than I actually am. A lot, by far.” He took her hand, delicately kissing her fingertips, one by one. “It was wonderful meeting with you today, my dear. Can I expect a follow-up report in, say, the next week or so?”

“I’ll do my best,” said a flustered and crimson faced Kierra.

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Jesus Loves… Me?

Jesus Loves… Me?

Broken

Beyond repair

Shattered

Without a care–

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Volatile

And selfish; who

Or what

Could ever love

A beast?

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Jesus loves me;

This I know,

For His Abba’s

Holy Word

Tells me so,

Through His Son’s

Sacrifice

I remain

Strong,

And to Him,

Him only–

I do belong.

Yes, Jesus loves me.

 

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https://art-soulworks.com/pages/jesus-pictures

God Heal America

God Heal America

God, heal America

Land that I love,

Stand beside her,

Guide her,

So that she may no

Longer sin,

Fight the temptation

Within

And then finally

Finish

The work our Founders

Hath started

To begin.

Be her light from above,

Cherish her with

Your everlasting, perfect

Love

But, do not

Bless her;

Instead, heal her

Light her ways and err

On the side

Of caution, and

Cleanse all

Unrighteousness

From her wounds; open

Her eyes

That she might yet

See Your Face

Staring lovingly into

Hers.

 

Christ awaits the American part

Of His Holy Bride

To have a change of heart

Deep,

Deep

Down inside.

 

Amen.

Amen.

 

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These Are Among My Favorite Things…

These Are Among My Favorite Things…

…To buy, at least.

At the risk of making this a too materialistic, too consumeristic post, I WILL say, in my defense, that most girls could use a little retail therapy, especially if they’ve just wrapped up with a very stressful finals week. Now, I know what many of you are thinking,

What’s she talking about?! I thought she was already done with all her finals and everything!!

Well, yes. That I am. BUT (key word here), many of you guys (or rather, gals) are just wrapping up finals, and I’m sure you could appreciate all the retail therapy in the world right now, am I right?!

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So, in the instance of you having NOT heard, there is this lovely little store online called, “Etsy”. It’s basically a crafting, and/or fangirly version of eBay, if you will– and it has almost EVERYTHING you could hope or dream for on it. I’ll share with you guys some of my favorite items on there, then some of the specific Etsy stores that I simply ADORE.

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Divergent fans, look no further. Find it from this shop: https://www.etsy.com/listing/217954598/these-three-birds-necklace-ii-divergent

How ’bout an adorable bike basket for running errands in town, or for just carrying your water bottle (and may some snacks) as you hit the trails this summer?

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Find this baby here: https://www.etsy.com/listing/480024769/natural-wicker-bike-basket

Did you know you can actually buy professionally made foods from Etsy, too? (always check the reviews first, to be safe, though) I actually really like Turkish Delight, particularly rosewater-flavored. Reminds me of/gets me in the mood to read or watch the “Chronicles of Narnia”!

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This shop makes all kinds of flavors too, so it doesn’t even have to be rosewater-flavored (if that’s not your thing):¬†https://www.etsy.com/listing/103865681/rose-flavored-turkish-delight

This is probably one of my favorite things on Etsy: a semi-do-it-yourself-pearl-kit. You buy a vacuum-sealed oyster with a pearl in it, and pick which pearl cage for the necklace that you want– there’s lots of variety, from a Cinderella carriage, to a rose, to a seashell or even a skull! I loved that the pearl color was a surprise (I think mine’s cream), and plan on getting my little cousin one for her birthday, since she too is a June baby.

Pearlkit

Find out more here: https://www.etsy.com/listing/476060633/pick-a-pearl-oyster-kit-freshwater-pearl

Love bath bombs? I’ve just the thing:

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There’s much, much more where that came from (RustyTiramisu specializes in them! Even Pokemon ones!! Squeeeeee):¬†https://www.etsy.com/listing/287750863/passionfruit-rose-with-rose-petal-bath

Who doesn’t love fairies/pixies?

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Find it here: https://www.etsy.com/listing/240514564/fairy-necklace-fantasy-necklace-sterling

Now, this little guy is a bit pricey, but if you save up enough, I guarantee he’ll be worth your moola…

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Yes, that is a plush Hobbes. Yes, he is the childhood toy you’ve always wanted. And yes, he’s waiting for you to take him home (I actually chose the slightly more expensive one to put on here, because the slightly less expensive one– still $90– is made out of felt, and looks a LOT stiffer– less cuddly. But if ¬†you’d like to look at that one, too:¬†https://www.etsy.com/listing/159045516/stuffed-hobbes ). Find your favorite “fictional” tiger here:¬†https://www.etsy.com/listing/58101500/hobbes-tiger-plush-doll-version

Now, for some of my all-time favorite Etsy stores!

My biggest weakness on Etsy, by far and wide, is all the crazy-awesome bookish-based stuff they have on there, based directly off stories and characters. Introducing…

Novelly Yours

These peeps actually have their own separate candle store online (surprise, surprise), but they also have an Etsy store. Bookish candles are VERY “in” right now, in the literacy world (I mean, I know of SEVERAL other stores that also do it, including Meraki Candles, FlicktheWick, BurningPagesCandles, Fictional Flames, etc, etc, etc.), but Novelly Yours is definitely considered one of the best. Just look at their “Lunar Chronicles” candles:

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They also include a slew of non-series specific candles including, “Villainous,” “Currently Reading,” “Shipping It,” “Plot Twist,” “Book Boyfriend,” and so much more! Find this and more:¬†https://www.etsy.com/listing/290928427/the-lunar-chronicles-collection-2oz-soy

Speaking of bookish candles…

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Photo of Narnia candle

(BTW, can you SAY, #bookstagram?)

I know I should probably post ONLY one bookish candle shop on here, but can’t help it– I love this shop, Bookworm Candles and Crafts, so much. They do ship specialty candles, candles based on specific characters, feelings in certain books, bookish monthly boxes, and even places/events. They do both candles and wax melts, sometimes simple jewelry and bookmarks (that you could probably make yourself), and used to even do body soap/butter (which I still have my Genya one… ūüė• ).¬†https://www.etsy.com/listing/533182225/book-vs-movie-candle-range-chronicles-of?ref=listing-shop-header-2

ReadandWonder specializes in bookish, well, bookmarks. BUT these are not just any bookmarks. They can be magnetic little characters from your fave stories, or fave book quotes. Behold the adorableness that is the chibi Grisha character cast:

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Photo of ReadandWonder’s magnetic chibi bookmarks; left to right: Nikolai, Mal, Alina before Merzost, the Darkling, and Alina after Merzost.¬†

No, I am not squealing because of the adorableness of all the characters, except for Mal. Mal can go take a hike.

Next up, another personal fave, Bookish Sugar Scrubs! This 16 year old Etsier has a very good head for business, and, as you can probably guess by her title, she specializes in sugar scrubs based on bookish feels, characters, ships.  The specialty and regular scrubs are actually pretty affordable, usually only $6-7.

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Photo of “Dripping Moonlight”– “Caraval” inspired sugar scrub

Find ’em here:¬†https://www.etsy.com/shop/bookishsugarscrubs?ref=l2-shopheader-name

Speaking of bookish spa and cosmetic items, look no further than “Stardust Cosmetics”. Originally set up under “PagesnPolish,” she changed it to include not only book-inspired nail polish, but also (VERY soon in the future, but not currently) eyeshadows! She’s currently having a special on nail polishes, a two for $12 special, when they’re normally $6.50 each!

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Photo of “Heartrender,” a Grisha and Six of Crows inspired polish

Find ’em here:¬†https://www.etsy.com/shop/StardustCos?ref=pr_faveshops

I am also a fan of the Etsy store Bookified, which legit sells you LETTERS FROM YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTERS (no, I am not making this up! You could get a letter from, say, Edmund Pevensie, Harry Potter, or even Peeta!). ¬†She is fantastic; you won’t regret buying from her!(I’ve previously ordered a Darkling letter from her, and anxiously await my second.) Also, having recently returned from a huge Book Con, BEA, she has quite a few specialty letters left over– now on sale for only $4!!

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Have your fave bookish character write to you from here: https://www.etsy.com/listing/498390481/custom-letter-from-a-book-character?ref=shop_home_active_3

Onto other shops that I absolutely love, they are mostly geekery– namely, Pokemon-based things. But still.

My first geeky shop is the Resinators. As their name implies, they can make plastic-y amulet-like jewelry– namely, Pokemon evolutionary stone jewelry. Including glow-in-the-dark thunderstone necklaces.

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Did I mention the glow-in-the-dark-thunderstone necklaces??

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Find these babies here: https://www.etsy.com/shop/Resinators?ref=listing-shop2-all-items-count#items

While most well-known for her Poke plushies, Renchanshop also does quality plush work on the likes of characters from “Steven Universe,” “Sword Art Online,” “How to Train Your Dragon,” “Ouran Host Club,” “Sailor Moon,” and much more in the anime/cosplay department. Known for quality work, Ren’s merch is a tad pricey, but the quality AND the large size of her products (which, depending on each said product, may or may not be posable and even 1-2 feet or so tall) make it worth it. Only real complaint is the sticker eyes, though got lucky with Karisse, my giant shiny plush Zoroark– hers are embroidered. Here are only a few objects of her impressive handiwork:

Did I mention… she also does SHINY Pokes? ūüėČ

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Take THAT, GameFreak and Pokemoncenter.com! Find these not-so-little beauties here: https://www.etsy.com/shop/Renchanshop/items

Sew Me a River is a shop with a pretty similar concept to Ren, but slightly less expensive. The primary downside is that they limit shinies. But they often feature some Pokes that Ren doesn’t, and that the pokemoncenter.com will unlikely have in their store, such as Whimsicott:

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You obviously don’t have to be a genius to know good quality work when you see it, eh? Other elusive Pokemon plushies they sell: Goodra, Omanyte, Froslass, Furrett, Kabuto, Jumpluff, etc. They ALSO sell (and they should patent this idea, seriously):

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SLOWPOKE TAILS THEY’RE IN LEAGUE WITH TEAM ROCKET GUUUUYYYYSSSS….

JK, JK… But really, you can buy these things, as is or ON A KEYCHAIN (because everyone knows Slowpoke tails make driving in the rain to Slowpoke Well 100 x’s better ūüėČ ). Find it all here:¬†https://www.etsy.com/shop/SewMeARiver/items

If you’re still banking on the cash, and some of these prices still make you squirm, (especially with Poke plushies nowadays), tell ya what: Fluctorissia. That way, it won’t eat you out of house and home, and if you just want a cute, floppy, cuddly lil Poke buddy, well, that’s where I bought Evelette (I had Fluctorissia make the ears slightly shorter, though). She also does the occasional Digimon, too.

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Find this cutie pie and more here: https://www.etsy.com/shop/Fluctorissia?ref=pr_faveshops

Lastly, TadingCardValhalla: “Where Heroes are Reborn.” Their slogan says it all: They take trading cards of ANY kind (Pokemon, Yu-Gi-Oh!, Digimon, Naruto, you name it), and make them into necklaces, bracelets, or keychains. It’s where I got my very lovely N heart necklace… ‚̧

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Beautiful, are they not? https://www.etsy.com/shop/TradingCardValhalla/items?ref=pr_faveshops&section_id=11656731

Honorable Etsy Mention That Is No Longer on Etsy, But has an Online Store of Their Own:

BehindthePages. Her motto is to go beyond the boundaries of keeping fictional friends (and boyfriends ūüėČ ) fictional. She has a range of products, bookmarks, posters, perfumes, body soaps, lotions, and lip balms. My ONLY problem with her products is that the wording advertises it to be a bit more sensual than should ACTUALLY be considered; me, I just like the idea of either smelling or smelling like my fave fictional characters (I’m a weirdo, I know), or, as in the case of the Darkling, kissing them. Her site is http://www.behindthepagesstore.com .

Do YOU have a favorite online store, either indie or on Etsy? What is it, and why do you love it?

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Correspondence from… Ginger

Correspondence from… Ginger

Greetings all,

I am Ginger, Olivia’s lovely Vulpix friend. As my good acquaintance whom I sometimes very much regard as a sister, Eikon, has previously stated, I will occasionally be filling in every once and a while on here, when necessary. And it would seem that my input is desperately needed.

Since Eikon has given a previous introduction about herself, and presumably told you a bit about me, I will spare most details, save for that I do not like getting wet– particularly in a body of water, or in the rain– and I utterly loathe getting dirty. I always make it a policy to clean myself, or to get Olivia to clean me, directly before and after every battle I partake in. Some may call it a weakness of mine; let them laugh. There was worse weaknesses and fears in the world; for instance, Olivia fears tornadoes and other comparably large natural disasters (tidal waves, etc), in addition to hypnosis and dating. I cannot say with full confidence that I fault her for any of these things; it’s her more minor fear of trying new foods that I find a little ludicrous. Certainly, I am picky about some foods and how they are prepared, but really? She is the pickiest human, when it comes to food, that I have ever met. But I’m not here to just discuss her, oh no.

In addition to being clean, there are actually quite a few things I am rather fond of, that I seriously doubt Eikon revealed to you. I love being brushed; the gentle strokes of the soft bristles themselves are like being caressed; I know Olivia feels the same way when someone she trusts washes, strokes, brushes, or does her hair. My favorite food is cream, melted ice cream is also lovely, although I have a fondness for some spicy foods and good country fried steak if I can get it. I refuse to eat beans, broccoli, cauliflower, lettuce, cabbage, or carrots. I am not a rabbit, and am not an Eevee, like dear Evelette. I am not opposed to wearing ribbons around my neck, particularly if they are a pale gold, emerald green, sapphire blue, or turquoise.

While Eikon may tell you a lot of things, she certainly does not cover everything that has been happening in our lives lately– although, with some, I rather say I cannot blame her, as rough, boyish and uncivilized as she is. For instance, she neglected to mention that, shortly after our arrival home, Olivia, wonderful girl she is, set about preparing an “End of the School Year Mary Kay Spa Party” for her closest friends, and even her sweet cousin was invited. We had such a lovely time; the sugar scrubs and paw rubs in the nice, warm bath (and I normally do not like water) were quite comfortably relaxing. If I had been a human, I think I too should have been very thrilled to have tried some more cosmetics, but as a Vulpix, I do not think they would have gone very well with my rich, gingery fur. I think Olivia was initially worried about her cousin mingling with the rest, since she did not know them particularly well, but she blended in quite fabulously. Even I could have told her she had naught to worry about.

Another thing Eikon conveniently forgot to mention was that Olivia’s youngest brother is graduating from homeschool high school quite soon– he would have graduated much sooner, since he had accumulated so many credits already, but her parents held him back– and so he was forced to talk college credits from a local community college, similar to what Olivia did her first year, only he had more of a head start. Perhaps it was good that they did so; he has much yet to learn, and is really quite the arrogant one. One the other side, if he enters college officially with that much prior knowledge and skill, he will have the skills to perhaps back a few of his boasts. But, only time will tell what will occur…

Well, I must be off for now… Farewell!

Yours,

Ginger

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