...-and-also-mason

Soothing Tea for Menstrual Cramps

Period having people know how painful cramps can be, especially at the beginning of the cycle. This tea is designed to ease cramping by relaxing the muscles of the uterus and aiding in relaxing cycle-related nausea. The herbs used in this blend are traditional remedies for menstrual pain, used for centuries all over the globe.

Ingredients:

  • ¼ tsp mugwort - helps stimulate smooth menstrual flow, normalizes and calms the nervous system, regulates menstrual flow
  • ½ tsp red raspberry leaf - cleans the blood of excessive hormones, soothes breast tenderness, supplies the body with many of the nutrients lost during a cycle
  • ½ tsp mint - eases discomfort from cramping, helps ease nausea, regulates bleeding, adds flavor, soothes and comforts
  • ¼ tsp ginger - eases nausea, relieves uterine pain, adds flavor
  • ½ tsp parsley - has strong analgesic and antinociceptive properties, acts as an anticeptic 
  • 2 cups of water - purified water works best but tap water is also suitable
  • Quart sized mason jar with lid - for storing the mixture
  • Optional - sweetener, lemon, cinnamon sticks

Preparation: 

  1. Add the herbal mixture together in a tea strainer. Place strainer in a quart sized mason jar.
  2. Bring 2 cups of water to a rolling boil and pour into the jar over the tea. 
  3. Screw on the lid and let the tea steep for 15 minutes. 
  4. Once the tea has finished steeping, remove the strainer. You can divide the tea up into 3 parts in separate jars, or measure it out each time so that each dose is exactly 2/3 cup. It must be stored in the fridge. 
  5. Drink the dose in the morning when you wake up, at midday, and before bed on the first day of your cycle to ensure best results.

Notes:

This tea is has a very earthy, bitter flavor. Those who are not fond of teas to begin with will most likely not enjoy this brew. Copious amounts of sugar is recommended to improve the taste, but you may just have to hold your nose and gulp it down…

I realize there is some concern with ingesting mugwort. The FDA recommended safe dose is 1 teaspoon per 8 fluid ounces of liquid, and this tea calls for ¼th of that amount because of the dangers associated with overdosing on mugwort. However, If you do not feel comfortable taking this ingredient, you can simply exclude it from the tea or turn this tea into a spell jar instead. 

You can add some magickal components to this tea as well. Here is a sigil for relieving menstrual cramps that you can draw on your abdomen or on the jar used for storing your tea. You can also turn this into part of a tea ritual. I have instructions for one here for healing and relaxation. I recommend researching the magickal properties and energy of each herb used in this tea before use so that you have a grasp on the energy given to you through these plants. Really, your magickal creativity is the limit for this tea!

WARNING: Do not take this tea if you are pregnant, breast feeding, or at risk of becoming pregnant. If you are taking any other medications, check with your doctor first before taking this tea to ensure it will not interact poorly. Please ensure that you are not allergic to any of these ingredients before taking this tea, even in small doses. Do not take more than the recommended dose. Do not take this tea more than once per week. 

Sleep: Interrupted - Theo Raeken

Originally posted by chimeracuddles

word count: 4627
summary: y/n finds theo sleeping in his truck, and it tugs on her heartstrings in such a way that she offers him a place in her bed.
warnings: gets a lil steamy, swearing, reader was low key abandoned by her parents
a/n: an anon asked for something somewhat like this when i was already writing it so i hope you like it :)
(written in theo’s pov)


I just want sleep.  It’s really all I need, one good night’s sleep.  Just one.  But for some reason, the Beacon Hills Police Department don’t think I deserve such a luxury.

Tonight was the ninth time that I’ve been woken up by one of the deputies.  I didn’t even say anything, just shoved my keys into the ignition and drove off.  I hadn’t slept peacefully for a full night, in over a week.

And to think, every other person my age right now is excitedly looking into colleges, waiting for letters to come, buying supplies for dorms and school.  But not me.  I missed enough school that I wasn’t eligible to graduate.  I’d be stuck in this town forever.

It was almost midnight when I just decided to pull over on the side of the road, and fall asleep there.  If I got interrupted by another cop, then so be it, but it can’t even be safe for me to be driving.  I could very easily fall asleep at the wheel.

I parked my truck and crawled into the backseat, settling on the blanket back there and pulling my hood over my head.  I relaxed and was so close to passing out when I heard a knocking.

“Alright you know what” I grumbled, sitting up.  “I know I’m not allowed to do this but I’ve got nowhere to-” I froze, seeing who was on the other side of the window.  It was y/n.

“Theo?” She called quietly, her brows crinkled together in confusion and what was maybe… worry?

“y/n?” I replied, rolling down the window to speak to her more clearly.  “What are you doing out here?” I asked.

y/n was one of the three humans in the McCall pack, also including Stiles and Mason.  Surprisingly, I knew nothing about her.  While practically every other member of the pack I was very familiar with.  Mostly because of the Dread Doctors thing, but it never concerned y/n, since she was a human.  Sure, I needed to know everything I could about Stiles because he was a threat and had close ties with Scott, and when Mason turned out to be the Beast,, I did my research on him too, but not y/n.  The only thing I’d ever picked up on from her was her shyness, her intelligence, and her kindness.

“I was walking, what are doing out here?” She replied, her hands on her hips as though she were scolding me.

“Well I was sleeping” I stated, and she laughed, rolling her eyes a little.

“I gathered that much, why are you sleeping out here? In your truck?” She asked, her sarcastic tone fading and concern filling it’s place.

“Oh, uh..” I pushed my hood off and rubbed the back of my head.  “Well I- you see after… I just-”

“Do you need a place to stay?” She asked softly, her thumbnail between her teeth as she looked at me nervously.  My brows rose in surprise at her offer.

“You sure about that?” I asked, half expecting her to bust out laughing before telling me to go to hell.

“Well. if you give me a ride home, I’ll let you stay overnight” She said in a voice so sweet that I couldn’t decline her.

“Okay” I said befor I could think about the answer.  y/n smiled, and walked around the truck to get into the passenger’s seat.  I made my way up front, zipping my jacket up further as I realized it was practically open.  I couldn’t tear my eyes off of her as I turned on the truck.

Why would she offer me this? Why would she even talk to me? And how’d she even notice and recognize my truck? What was she doing out here in the first place? Walking at 11:45 at night in Beacon Hills? Did she have a death wish?

“Uh, Theo?” She spoke, jogging me from my thoughts.

“Sorry, yeah?” I asked, blinking and noticing her big y/e/c round eyes were set on mine, a blush on her cheeks.

“You gonna keep staring or are you gonna drive?” She said, her words confident, but her voice soft.  I turned away quickly, pulling back onto the road as she told me where I was driving to.

“Sorry I just… what’re you doing?” y/n rose an eyebrow at me, her lips pursed.

“Could you repeat the question?” She asked in a mocking voice that I couldn’t quite tell what she was mimicking but chuckled anyways.

“Here? What are you doing here?” I restated, casting a quick glance to her, my gaze lingering as the streetlights lit up her features in a beautiful sort of way.  I turned back to face front quickly.

“I’m here so you can give me a ride home” She said, and I gave her a bored look, making her sigh.  “I’m here because you were sleeping in your truck because you’ve got nowhere else to sleep and it’s clearly uncomfortable and no one deserves that” She told me.

“Not even me?” I asked impulsively, and instantly regretted saying it out loud.  But her head turned from where she was looking out the window, her curious eyes set on me again as she spoke.

“And why would you deserve to sleep in the back of a car?” She asked, her voice velvety.  I don’t know how, but it was, and it was a sweet sound to listen to.  But I gave her a puzzled look.

“Do you realize who you’re talking to?” I asked timidly.  “Theo Raeken? I broke up your pack? Ruined, everyone’s, lives?” When she didn’t answer after a few moments, I looked over at her, to see her smiling gently, before looking away and staring out the window.

“Not mine” She said.  “Besides, didn’t you go to hell for that?”

“Yeah but-”

“Then it seems like you’ve already suffered the consequences” She all but whispered out.  I didn’t say anything, but the rest of the ride I kept stealing glances over at her.

How had I never noticed how absolutely breathtaking she was before?


She had me park about a block away from her home, in a parking space at a small bookshop that I assumed was near her neighborhood.  We got out and I began to walk with her when she grabbed my wrist.  I instantly turned to face her, the contact shocking me a little.

“Don’t you want some of your things?” She asked me, her thumb jerking over her shoulder to point to the truck.

“It’s just one night I didn’t-”

“Well maybe, but one night of good sleep in a bed, might as well enjoy it to it’s fullest and wear pajamas” She said in that gentle voice that I couldn’t argue against.  So I just nodded and heading back to collect some clothes.  “Charge your phone too” She piped up.  “Those things always die when we-” She stopped talking when I turned to face her, freezing up upon realizing she had been standing right behind me and was now incredibly close.  “-need them most” She finished shakily, blinking a few times before shaking her head and stepping back.  I slung my backpack over my shoulder.

“That’s everything” I said, closing the car door and locking the truck again before shoving the keys into my pocket.  y/n led the way as we began walking again.

“Sorry you have to park so far, my parents are home and I don’t need them making any… assumptions” I nodded, chuckling a little.

“I’m sure you bring guys home all the time” I said sarcastically, and she turned to me, smirking with a quirked brow as she linked her hands behind her back.  “That was sarcasm” I said quickly, and she was the one to laugh this time.

“And what made you use it?” She asked.  “What makes you think I’m not constantly bringing boys from the side of the road home with me?”

“Doesn’t seem like something you’d do” I replied with a shrug.

“Oh? And you know me so well?” She said pointedly, and again, I shrugged my shoulders.

“No, but from what I’ve seen so far, doesn’t seem like you”

“And what seems like me?” I looked at her, but when I found her eyes already on mine I looked away again, hiking my bag further up on my shoulder as we continued our walk.

“A quiet book girl who got mixed up in the wrong group of friends and was forced to move on from a normal life for something far more thrilling- and not in the good way” I said.  She snorted a laugh, shaking her head.

“You know nothing about me, do you Theo Raeken?”

“Well I wouldn’t exactly call you my best friend” I replied.

“So you’re saying you have friends?” She asked, and I rolled my eyes, giving her a look that only made her smile and shake her head.

“You don’t know me either” I countered.

“Don’t I?” She said, and from her expression I could tell she knew more about me than I knew about me.  “Theo Raeken, chimera, werewolf, werecoyote, a build a bear of a supernatural creature” She said with a small laugh at her own joke.  “Your parents left you and your sister a long time ago, I know the backstory, quite tragic, made me sad to hear what the Doctors made you do” y/n frowned, an expression I didn’t like to see on her pretty face.  “Becoming something far different than Beacon Hills had seen before, the first successful chimera sometime a year and a half ago give or take” She said with a shrug.  It was like she was reciting a speech to me.  “Worth about nine million on the deadpool”

“How’d you-”

“- know that?” She finished, looking over at me, and I nodded in confirmation.  “Because I was on the list sweetheart” y/n told me, and her eyes momentarily flashed a bright green color.

“Green?” I thought aloud.  “I thought you were…”

“Human?” She asked, and I nodded again, at a loss of words for the girl walking next to me.  “Nope, I’m quite like you Raeken” She said, popping her lips a few times.  “In the sense of being something different” She looked down, and I could see her hands wringing together anxiously behind her back.

“And what are you?” I asked her quietly, not wanting to push, but my curiosity getting the better of me.

“A Bisaan” She said, her hands tightening on themselves.  A what? “A spirit really, think of it as a kitsune if that makes it easier”

“Nothing about this town is easy” I told her, making her chuckle bitterly.

“Well I’m possessed by something I barely understand and have been since I was a little girl.  So nothing’s ever been easy” She spoke in a whisper.

“You seem to hold yourself together very well for someone who finds life difficult” I commented.

“Everyone finds life difficult” She said blatantly.  “Everyone’s depressed, anxious, nervous, everyone’s thought about death, not always in a suicidal sort of way, but we’ve all wanted to die at times” I didn’t say anything, I didn’t know what to say, she was completely right.  “Haven’t you? Correct me if I’m wrong”

“I was, well I sort of was” I told her.  “But here I am, I suppose” She watched me intently for a moment.  “My days in hell were limited, but up here I feel even more so”

“You think you’re going to die soon?” I shrugged.

“Seems likely, don’t see anyone ‘round here who wants me staying here” She gave me a soft smile.

“Well I enjoy your company Theo Raeken.  Even if I was going to kill you”

“You were going to kill me?” I asked, giving her a surprised look.  She nodded simply, her smile still present.  “When? I’d ask why but everyone in the McCall pack wanted me dead-”

“Before then” She said softly.  “Junior year, I was going to”

“I wasn’t even going to Beacon Hills High then” I said, and she shook her head.

“No, but you were on the deadpool, and I needed the money” I gestured wildly around her neighborhood, of large houses and green lawns.

“You needed the money?” She giggled, her eyes lighting up with delight that I could see even in the dark.

“My parents’ wealth has nothing to do with me, none of it goes towards me” y/n said.  “No college fund, nothing.  I even do my own grocery shopping” I looked at her with astonishment.  “Before you ask why, they know about me.  Me being a supernatural that is”

“And that has to do with this how?”

“They don’t like it.  But I’m still seventeen so they can’t kick me out” She said with a shrug that made my heart lurch.  I physically felt it slow down in beating.  “You’re sad, don’t be sad” She said quickly, her brows drawn together as she looked at me.

“What? Can you read chemosignals?” She giggled again and shook her head.

“No silly I’m not a were-creature like you” y/n said.  “I see it, in your eyes”

“Seriously?”

“Well not like, poetically or anything I mean seriously, when I look at them I can see what you’re feeling” She said.  I nodded, licking over my lips, unsure of what to say to that.

“Huh” Was all I could manage.

“You’re surprised?” She asked, and I nodded at her, making her laugh again.

I wish she’d keep laughing.

“Would you have tried to act differently if you knew that?” She pondered, and I gave her a look.

“What do you mean?”

“Hide your emotions like you already try to” She stated bluntly.

“What? I don’t-”

“Liar” She stated again, cutting me off.  I didn’t speak out again.  “I already know everything you’re feeling Raeken, you couldn’t hide it from me if you tried your hardest” She turned down a sidewalk swiftly and I jogged a little to catch up with her.

“I doubt that”

“Oh really?” She smirked a little.  “Let’s see, you’re drowning in your own guilt and regret, but anybody with regular ol’ eyes can see that” She said with a wink that made my mouth go dry.  “You’re sad, the depressed kind, more so than I usually see but it makes sense from all the self pity and guilt that you’re wallowing in.  If you could get drunk, I’d take you right to the bar and buy you a drink” I smiled a little in appreciation of her offer, silently wishing I could drink.

“I don’t think Deaton likes me enough to lend me some wolfsbane to spike my own drinks” I said, and y/n shrugged.  “So I’m sad and guilty all the time, big surprise.  What a superpower you have”

“I didn’t say I was finished” She said, her small laugh returning me and reminding me that I do, in fact, have a heart.

“Then do continue”

“You like me.  Which surprised me a little, but also not I guess.  Probably because I was the first person to help you out… in a while I suppose”

When I didn’t say anything, she turned and looked at me, her eyes rounded as she cocked her head to the side.

“What?” She prompted.

“I don’t- I just met you” She giggled, shaking her head and running a hand through her hair.

“I can see your emotions remember? You adore me” She said cheekily and poked her finger to my cheek.

“Adore?”

“Mmhmm” She said, swaying back and forth cutely.  “You liiiike meeee” She sing songed, her expression turning happy and bright, making me involuntarily smile.

“Yeah well,” He rubbed the back of my head.  “I’m a stranger to you and you offered me a bed in your home”

“You weren’t a stranger to me.  I’m the stranger” y/n said, and her small hand latched around my wrist as she pulled me up a driveway.  “This is me, but you gotta go to the backyard and climb to my window, okay?” I nodded, and she want up to her front door before I could ask her anything.

So did she like me back? Is that why she mentioned it? I wasn’t sure.  I tried not to think about it as I made my way to her backyard.  I took a moment to look around, just out of general curiosity.  It definitely made her look loaded.  There was a fucking water fountain with those creepy stone angel babies that spurted the water back into the fountain.  And she got none of the money they made? I mean, her parent’s banking was none of my business, and I am in no position to be giving financial advice..

But that seemed like bullshit.

“Hey!” I jerked my head up when I heard a whisper scream, and saw y/n leaning out of her open window, giving me a perplexed look.  “You want to sleep out there when it’s gonna rain, or in here in a bed with fresh warm sheets?” I rolled my eyes, and jumped up slightly, grabbing the side of the roof and hoisting myself on it.  Then walking awkwardly over to her window.  y/n was just leaning on the sill as I approached it.  “Romeo Romeo” She said in a fake posh accent, causing me to laugh.

“Well, now I know one more thing about you” I told her as she stepped aside so I could climb inside.

“Uh huh, and what’s that?”

“That you, are a huge dork” She giggled, closing the window once I was standing in her room.

It was… bare.  In a word.

The walls were painted grey, nothing hanging on them.  There was a dresser, a bookshelf, a desk, and her bed.  But those were the only pieces of furniture in her large room, but it only made it look bigger because not much occupied it.  I felt like I could run laps in here and still break a sweat.

“What? Why are you looking around like that?” She asked, drawing me back from my thoughts.  All I could think was, you deserve better than this.  “Stop that”

“Stop what?”

“Stop pitying me” She spoke like it was venom in her mouth.

“What I’m not-”

“Emotion reader, remember?” She asked blankly, the light that had previously been in her eyes completely gone, replaced by a vacant stare.

“Sorry” Was all I could think to say.  She walked past me, shrugging her jacket off of her shoulders, and hanging it up in her closet.  I just stood awkwardly in the middle of the room while she walked around, straightening out things that were already perfectly placed.  “y/n?”

“What?” She replied quicker than I thought.

“Do you want me to go?” She looked over at me, silent as her eyes flicked between mine, and a soft smile pulled on her lips.

“No” She spoke softly.  My brows furrowed.

“What was that?”

“What was what?” She questioned, going back to her pointless organizing

“That look you gave me, what was it?” I repeated.  She shrugged her shoulders innocently.

“Nothing.  I just like reading you” My eyes narrowed as my shoulders rose.

“You like reading me?” I asked, and she nodded.

“Uh huh, your feelings are very strong” She said.  “All of them” She added, opening a notebook and flipping through it thoughtfully.

“Um, okay” Was all I said, and I looked around some more, without moving my feet.  It’d feel weird to just start walking around her room.

“Just sit down or something” She said without looking over.

“Do you read minds too?” She chuckled and shook her head, her eyes still on the paper.

“No, it’s just weird with you standing there, stop it”

“You tell me to stop a lot” I mumbled, sitting down hesitantly on the end of her bed.  She turned and looked at me, her same smile on her lips.

“Well, stop doing things that make me want to kill you”

“But you wouldn’t get the money for it anymore” I said, quirking a brow before smirking.

“No, but it’d still pay off wouldn’t it?” I didn’t say anything, just gaped at her a little.  “Though I would miss that adoring stare” My mouth opened a little further, and she giggled, walking over and closing my jaw.  “I happen to like your heart eyes Raeken.  Make me all heart flutter-y” I chuckled at her words and she took her hand away from my face, going back to her closet.

“And do you have heart eyes for me?” I asked, watching as she pulled out shorts and a long sleeved sweatshirt.  She didn’t answer me.

“I’m gonna change, can you uh, turn around?” She asked, her finger making a small twirling motion.  I nodded, going through my own bag to change as well.  “You didn’t answer”

“I didn’t” She said as I turned my back, already pulling my hoodie off and my shirt over my head.

“Are you going to?” I asked again, shuffling out of my jeans and pulling on sweatpants instead, then a tee shirt.  I turned slightly, to see she’d already been facing me.  “Were you-?”

“Why didn’t you call Scott?” y/n asked.

“What? When?”

“For a place to stay, why not call Scott? He wouldn’t even say no to Peter, so why not call him?” My mouth opened but no words came out, it took a few tries.  “You’re nervous, why?”

“Okay, first, stop reading my emotions”

“I can’t help it.  I like it too much” y/n said with a smile.  She crawled onto the bed, sitting on one side with her legs crossed in her lap and curled her hands together in the open space between her bowed legs.

“Second,” I sighed slightly, sitting across from her in a same position.  “I can’t call Scott”

“Why not?” She asked.

“What- why? y/n I can’t just ask Scott to let me stay with him, he’d probably tell Stiles and then that’s just a mess and-”

“Okay, I doubt that, but I see your problem” She said.  “You’re scared”

Scared?” I repeated like she was crazy.  “y/n, I’m not scared”

“You are.  You’re scared you won’t be accepted again” She again, for the third time that night, made my mouth fall open.  “Which is understandable, I get it, and trust me I get it more than you think I do.  But you really shouldn’t be afraid of that” y/n said.

“Okay” I said.  “Okay” She smiled, clapping her hands quietly together, and I think she eve whispered a small ‘yay’.

“You know, I’m pretty glad that I didn’t kill you last year” She said, in a tone too sweet for the words she said.

“Yeah uh, I’m glad you didn’t do that..too?” She nodded, looking down at her lap and fiddling her fingers together.  “Did you know that I was out there? Is that why you were walking so late?” I noticed the way her tongue swiped over her lips, a nervous habit.

“No, no that’s not why I just uh… I like walking”

“In the middle of the night? In Beacon Hills?” She shrugged her shoulders.

“Why not? You worried about me?”

“Well-well I’d be worried about anyone aware of what goes on in this town and still goes out in the middle of the night” I said, and she shrugged again.

“I think I could take care of myself just fine” She said , her eyes flashing to the green tint from before then going back to normal.

“Still I mean-”

“Awe, you’re worried about me.  You really like me don’t you?” She asked, and moved forward just a little bit, sitting more in the middle of the bed while I stayed put on the edge.  Her eyes were staring into mine, and I could tell that she was reading me again.  “You do” She said softly, a small but genuine smile tugging at her lips.  “But you won’t do anything about it” She leaned back again, a cocky sort of smile on her face.  

“I won’t?”

“No.  Cause I make you shy.  Which is ridiculous by the way” She continued before I could say anything.  “Because you seem like a very confident person but for some reason you aren’t with me.  Why?” She asked bluntly, but her expression was inquisitive.

“Because,” I looked down so that I didn’t have to stare at her while I spoke.  “You’re the closest thing to a friend that I have and I don’t want that to get messed up” She was quiet, and after a few moments in silence I looked up to see her gaze set on me already.  Her features as soft as they had been all night.  She moved forward again, and gently slipped her hands into mine, then leaning forward and pressing a small and gentle kiss on my cheek.  She pulled back and smiled at me.

“At this point, there’s nothing you can do to mess it up” She said, her hands squeezing mine a little.  “Right?” I nodded a little, looking away from her eyes so she wouldn’t read me.

“I guess I can’t get any worse than this” I said bitterly, but trying to lighten the thick tension in the room.  She giggled, nodding her head slightly.

“I would guess not” She said, her eyes going up to the ceiling as her lips quirked up as well.  Then it was quiet again, and I just watched her as she watched me probably reading all of my emotions that were currently snowballing into one mess of adoration for this girl in front of me.  “You know what I wish though” She said faintly.

“Hm?” Her hands rose, still intertwined with mine, making hers look so much smaller, her elbows sat on her knees, and I mimicked the position while she stared at our hands.

“I wish I could read people’s thoughts.  Not always, cause it’d get messy, but every once in awhile”

“You want to read my thoughts?” I asked amusedly.  She smiled bashfully, a blush creeping up onto her cheeks as she looked down at the sheets.

“Yeah” y/n whispered out.

“What would you want to know that you don’t already?” I asked, she looked up at me through her lashes, her blush darkening and I could smell the nervousness coming off her her, but it quickly changed, to what I recognized as confidence.  But it was a weak fragrance.

She leaned forward, releasing my hands and setting hers on the mattress, to move forward more.  And in seconds I met her halfway and pressed my lips against hers.  I could feel her melt against me, and I wrapped my arms around her small waist to pull her closer, both of us sitting up on our knees, her arms winding around my neck and I yanked her further, her chest pressed against mine and the quick action earning a soft noise from her mouth.  I chuckled, holding her tighter as her tongue traced over my lips, then snuck into my mouth.  I turned her, lifting her up while I was still set on my knees.  Her legs wrapped around my torso before I pinned her down onto her bed, never once detaching my lips from hers.

What was once a gentle and timid kiss had turned into something much, much more.

Her hands cupped around my face, pulling me back slightly and her bright eyes staring into mine, filled with delight.

“You’re gonna make me fall for you Theo Raeken” She said in a whisper.

“Well then we’d be even, wouldn’t we?”


i like this and i’ve been on a theo kick lately

theo deserves so much better

xoxo ~ jordie

Broken (Nolan Holloway)

Originally posted by wolfiehunters

for dramatic effect I was listening to this song when I wrote this so it adds to the story….. and it's a good song. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ghPcYqn0p4Y

“really Nolan? You’re still going on about this?” I said rolling my eyes at him.

“I’m telling you y/n it wasn’t an animal okay I know what I saw.” Nolan said putting his head in his hands.

“look Nolan whatever it was it’s gone now and it isn’t going to come back, so let’s just relax and ace this biology test tomorrow!” I said throwing his book to him.

Ever since the charity lacrosse game Nolan hasn’t been the same. He saw the beast in the library, everyone did, but we told everyone it was some kind of animal. Everyone else was convinced but we had a tough time convincing Nolan. I wasn’t exactly the poster child for humanity either. I was called a kitsune or a fox. Unfortunately my sister Kira couldn’t control her inner fox so she was sent to live with the skin walkers until she could. I think that was when I started to seek comfort in something besides the pack. That’s when I found Nolan.

“I can’t just get over this, how can you?” He asked studying me.

Nolan struggled with his mental health, he was as broken as I was and I guess I took comfort in that. We became fast friends and used each other for a shoulder to cry on.

“I just have trust in the police department that the problem has been solved.” I said shrugging my shoulders.  

He sighed before opening his textbook and highlighting important sections. I glanced up at him before doing the same. My phone started ringing scaring me and Nolan. I quickly picked up seeing Scott’s name flash on the caller ID.

“hello?” I answered.

we have a problem, meet me at my house in 20 minutes.” Scott said before hanging up.

I sighed. Just when things were finally looking up.

“who was that?” Nolan asked looking up.

“uh my mom she needs me home.” I lied effortlessly.

That was one thing I hated. Lying to Nolan was easy too easy and it killed me. I wanted to tell him everything but I couldn’t. There was no guarantee he would take lightly to the information and besides we were under fire after everything that happened with the wild hunt so remaining under the radar was the best option.

“but you just got here.” Nolan said looking down visibly upset.

“I know I’m sorry but my mom she really needs me.” I said shrugging my shoulders.

The truth was I would rather stay here with Nolan all night. I guess you could say in the time that we spent together my feelings for the broken boy blossomed.

“If you don’t want to hang out with me all you have to do is just say so.” Nolan said looking down at his feet.

I got off of his floor going to sit in front of him.

“Nolan look at me.” I said putting my hand on his cheek.

Nolan slowly lifted his eyes off the ground looking at me.

“Nolan that is just your anxiety talking okay? Nolan you’re my best friend, there is no one I’d rather spend time with than you.” I said smiling at him.

Nolan gave me a smile before nodding his head. I kissed his cheek before hurrying out the door. I got to Scott’s house 10 minutes late earning annoyed glances from the rest of the pack.

“we need to talk.” Scott said giving me a serious look.

It was never good when Scott said we needed to talk.

“Nolan?” I said in disbelief.

“I’m sorry but he’s working with them.” Scott said sullen.

“No, he wouldn’t do that!” I said a tear rolling down my cheek.

“He stabbed Corey right in the hand and showed everyone in the library!” Mason grumbled.

“Also Brett and Lori Talbot are dead.” Scott said looking over at Liam with a sad glance.

I couldn’t believe it. I had saved Lori and Brett when the deadpool was going on. I couldn’t save them now. It wasn’t fair. I didn’t want to believe the boy I loved could be doing this. I could feel the fox fighting to get out as my anger rose.

“I know it isn’t what you wanted to hear, but I wouldn’t lie to you.” Scott said grabbing my hand.

I shook my head knowing he was right. What was I supposed to do now?

“now we need to watch our backs, watch each others backs, don’t trust anyone except for each other.” Scott said looking at all of us.

We all went home to think about what Scott told us. Nolan tried to text me but I couldn’t bring myself to read any of his messages. I couldn’t believe he was actually working with them. The next morning I didn’t feel like going to school but I knew I needed to be there for Liam and Corey considering we were the only three in the pack still in school. I walked in to school earning glances from all the students. The looked at me and whispered. I focused my kitsune hearing to hear what they were saying.

“She’s one of them.”

“don’t get too close, she’s dangerous.”

“she hangs out with that Liam kid she has to be one of them.”

“yeah didn’t you see her in the library? She was glowing orange.”

I felt a tear fall from my eye as I walked the halls to find Liam and Corey.

“people are talking about us” I said walking over to the boys.

Ignoring the stares of the students was hard.

“yeah I hear them too. They know something is up. We shouldn’t have come today.” Liam said tugging at his hair.

“listen you guys will be fine, all you have to do is act normal.” Mason said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

“I don’t know if that’s going to work. There were two sophomore lacrosse players in the street the other night, they had a clear view of you Liam.” Corey said.

“yeah that’s it we need to leave.” Liam said grabbing my hand.

“if you leave now, they win. You need to stay and show them your just like all of us.” Mason said blocking our way.

“we can’t pretend to be normal okay we aren’t normal.” Liam says frustrated.

“look all you need to do is be like Clark Kent, nobody knows he’s actually superman.” Mason said making Corey nod.

“Clark Kent doesn’t have fangs and glowing eyes and he certainly doesn’t have a bright glowing aura around him.” I said rolling my eyes.

“She’s got a good point.” Liam said agreeing with me.

“look you guys can do this I know you can.” Mason said sighing.

I sighed knowing he was right. Liam sighed too. I mean we’ve been pretending to be normal all this time what could one more day hurt. I walked to English class which I had with Nolan and Gabe, who I found out was also working with the hunters. I felt all the eyes of the students on me as I sat down. Nolan stood up and took the seat beside me. I couldn’t bring myself to look at him.

“where were you last night?” Nolan asked looking at me. 

“I told you my mom…” I started but was cut off.

“I went to your house and your mom wasn’t even home, funny you weren’t there either.” Nolan said glaring at me.

“Nolan..”

“You know people are talking right, they’re saying stuff about you. Stuff that would explain a lot like where you go when you disappear.” Nolan continued getting in my face.

This wasn’t like him at all. He was never confrontational especially not with me.

“what gonna stab me with a pen too?” I snapped at him.

Nolan was taken back at my outburst and honestly I was too.

“I..” He started but I cut him off this time.

“I don’t know what kind of nonsense they’re filling your head with but I’m not the enemy neither is Liam or Scott or anyone. Nolan you know me, you know me better than anyone, you don’t actually believe all that stuff do you?” I said hurt evident in my voice.

Nolan didn’t say anything. He got up and walked back to where Gabe was sitting. Our teacher came in starting the class but I was finding it hard to focus. My emotions got the best of me and soon I had tears falling down my cheeks.

“miss Yukimura do you need a minute?” Our teacher asked looking at me.

I shook my head before running out of the classroom. I went to the bathroom breaking down. This was wrong. This was all wrong. Everyone in Beacon Hills would be dead if it weren’t for us, Nolan would be dead. I remember when the ghost riders took him, I tried to save him but I was too late. If it weren’t for, dare I say it, Theo I would have been taken too. I got up splashing some cold water on my face. I could do this.

“Do you know it helps to talk about what you’re feeling.”

I turned around to see Miss Monroe, who had hunted down Brett Talbot, standing there with a smirk on her face.

“No thanks, I don’t want to talk to someone like you.” I growled turning around.

“I’m not the one you need to be thinking of it’s the ones we never expect to cause the most damage.” She said before walking out the door.

I knew she was talking about Nolan. I exit the bathroom being greeted by Liam, Corey and Mason.

“We have a problem.” Corey says.

“we have a lot of problems what now?” I asked rolling my eyes.

“Gabe and Nolan, they want to get you guys to shift in front of everyone so they can expose what you are.” Mason said looking at me and then Liam.

“I don’t exactly work like that.” I said.

“you don’t think they’ve been doing their homework too? I could find a lot about kitsunes and they can too.” Mason said.

“so what are we going to do?” Liam said coming to stand by me.

“well the entire lacrosse team is blocking all the exits.” Corey said.

“it’s not like you guys can just turn invisible and get out of here.” Mason says scratching his head.

“or can we?” I said looking at Corey.

Liam and I grab on to Corey and he turns us invisible along with himself. Mason attempts to lead us out of school but every exit is blocked by lacrosse players. Mason makes another turn running straight in to Gabe and Nolan.

“where are they?” Gabe asks Mason.

“Who?” Mason said playing dumb.

Gabe was clearly not impressed.

“you know who.” He said clenching his jaw.

“oh Liam and Y/n yeah I haven’t seen them since the last time I saw them.” He rambled scratching his head.

Gabe and Nolan looked at each other confused.

“okay when was that?” Gabe asked clearly annoyed now.

“the last time I saw them was definitely the time I saw them last.” Mason said unsure of what he was even saying now.

Nolan looked at Gabe again before taking dust out of his pocket and blowing it our way. Liam, Corey, and I were now visible to everyone. Gabe grabbed Liam while another lacrosse player grabbed me. We were taken in to the empty science classroom and thrown to the floor. Liam got up but Gabe punched him in the face.

“stop what are you doing.” I growled walking over to Gabe.

He smirked at me before punching me in the face as well. I grab my nose trying to keep the blood from staining my shirt. I look at Nolan betrayal in my eyes.

“come on Liam all you have to do is shift.” Gabe says kicking Liam in the stomach.

A crowd of students has gathered just watching the action going on. I stood back up but Gabe turned to me punching me again.

“you know you can take us, all you have to do is shift.” Gabe said beating Liam up more.

At this point Liam was bloodied and barely standing. Gabe turned to me with a sadistic smirk.

“And you.” He said grabbing me by the hair and dragging me to the electric outlet.

I tried to fight back knowing what would happen if I touched that.

“I wonder what would happen If you got a little too close to this outlet.” Gabe whispered in my ear.

“why don’t you find out.” I snapped glaring at him.

Gabe slammed my face off the table making my vision go blurry. I could barely stand from the pain of each blow he delivered. I couldn’t heal like a werewolf, it took time and energy, two things I didn’t have right now.

“Gabe that’s enough.” Nolan said his voice cracking.

“Did you forget the whole purpose of this Nolan?” Gabe growled turning towards him.

He walked back over to Liam who had his eyes shut tight. I was relieved when I saw Mrs. Finch walk in to the room. However she just stands there watching the scene.

“do something!” Mason says struggling.

“Sometimes its best if we let them work out their problems on their own.” She says before leaving.

Gabe punched Liam again. Liam still had his eyes closed trying to control his inner wolf from escaping.

“open your eyes Liam.” Gabe growled wrapping his hands around his throat.

“the sun. the moon. the truth.” Liam said taking deep breaths.

“what are you talking about?” Gabe growled.

“the sun. the moon. the truth.” I repeated from my spot on the floor.

“Liam open your eyes.” Gabe growled.

Liam opened his eyes and they were his blue color thankfully. I mustered up all the strength I could manage and took off my belt which was actually my katana. I clicked it in to place and before Gabe could make another move I was holding it at his throat.  

“See I told you all, look at her.” Gabe said not moving.

I managed to connect my eyes with Nolan who looked horrified. I wore my belt around him all the time and now he found out what it actually was.

“It’s a Japanese sword you’ve proved nothing.” I growled.

Gabe went to take another step forward but was cut off by a voice.

“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?” Bobby Finstock asked coming in the classroom.

He grabbed Nolan and Gabe by the back of their necks and pushed them towards the door.

“YOU TWO TO THE PRINCIPLES OFFICE NOW!” He yelled.

The other students just stood there staring at us.

“GET OUT ALL OF YOU! I CAN’T STAND TO LOOK AT ANY OF YOUR FACES.” He yells shooing all the students out.

I fold my sword back in to my belt before dropping down beside Liam.

“you did it.” I said stroking a hand through his hair.

“Clark Kent right?” Liam said spitting out some blood.

“Yeah Clark Kent.” I said smiling.

Mason drove us home making sure we got in alright. I went to the bathroom examining the bruises and cuts on my face. I touched the bruise flinching as soon as my hand made contact with it. I could feel the tears rush down my cheeks. I felt defeated, I felt like a monster. I grabbed a washcloth and started cleaning the blood off my face. I didn’t even recognize the girl in the mirror anymore.

“this is all wrong." I whispered my voice shaking due to the tears. 

I walked to my room slowly letting the tears fall freely. It was hard to be strong when everyone was against you. I picked up the picture of me and Kira from my nightstand. God I missed her. Nolan filled the void that Kira left and now he was gone too. I should have went with her to live with the skin walkers. I passed the test, Kira didn’t but I still should have stayed. Maybe that’s where I belonged. I took out a piece of paper addressing it to Nolan

Nolan,

This isn’t easy to say, so I’m just going to come out and say it. You were right. I’m not normal. I lied to you. I’ve been lying to you. I wanted to protect you. I never wanted you to get involved with my crazy world so I thought not telling you was the best option. The truth is I didn’t have a choice in what I am. I’m called a Kitsune. It’s the Japanese word for fox spirit which is exactly what I am. Sometimes the fox spirit inside takes over the human it possesses and turns malevolent which is what happened to my sister Kira. She had to go live with these creatures called the skin walkers. Nolan I wish I would have told you all this sooner but I didn't know what your reaction would be. I thought I was protecting you but I was only hurting you by lying. You filled the void that my sister left. You were there to dry my tears and offer me guidance and you’ll never know how much that truly meant to me. There is one other thing I want to tell you, it’s something I’ve known ever since you were taken by the ghost riders (which you wouldn’t remember happened either.) Nolan I love you. I’m in love with you. All of you, all of your fears, your anxiety, everything. I ruined everything by not telling you, and I hurt someone I would never want too. So this is why I am writing you this letter Nolan. I’m going to go to a place where I can’t hurt you anymore. I should’ve stayed with Kira when she was taken by the skin walkers then I would’ve never hurt you in the first place. Goodbye Nolan, I’m sorry I let you down but you won’t have to worry about me anymore by the time you read this letter I’ll be gone from your life so I can’t hurt you anymore.

Sincerely,

The Fox

Tears stained the page as I finished writing the last words. I paced around my room not really sure if I was making the right choice. The pack needed me here, but I didn’t know if I could stay. I grab the note and walk out of my room running down the steps. I take a look at my house thinking about all the memories made here, all of the memories with Nolan, with Kira, with the pack. I was going to miss them all but I knew I was making the safest decision for me right now. I opened the door, Nolan standing on the other side, just about to knock.

"Nolan.” I gasped.

SEQUEL OUT NOW : Bruised, Burned Battered Bloodied

anonymous asked:

omg, i never want you to stop writing!!! your scenarios are so good <3 could i request a neighbor wonho au?!

it was his birthday and im a bit late,,,but here take this neighbor au as my apology monbebe’s ;;~

  • such a good, wholehearted person that like recycles and cleans up trash around the apartment complex and makes sure that kids don’t cross the street on a red light if they’re not with their parents
  • has the heart of a soft angel but the muscles,,,,,,of like an champion athlete but that makes it even better instead of a friendly giant he’s a friendly,,,,,,,,strong person LOL
  • the older ladies are always so shocked to see wonho at the neighborhood farmers market on the weekends but there he is. buying some organic lettuce and honey or something,,,,,maybe a new potted plant for his kitchen
  • his apartment is really pretty,,,,like he keeps it really clean and he has this light blue color scheme going on
  • but also,,,,,,,,has like a liquor cabinet and if he rolls up his sleeves you’ll be shocked to see tattoos covering his arm,,,,,pretty flowers and hangul quotes,,,,,,things like that
  • isn’t it amazing how he’s own like fifty pound weights but also mason jars full of four-leaf clovers he’s found like what???? a great mix 
  • and you don’t really talk to him or know much about him, aside from the fact that you once thought his tattoos were cool from afar 
  • so when you end up outside of your apartment building late at night, you’re actually trying to wash some graffiti off the side of the building 
  • you’re shocked when you hear someones voice fo “oh, let me help!”
  • and you turn to see wonho there, who looks like he’s just coming home from the gym. he drops his bag and takes on of the rolls of paper towel you have with you
  • and you’re like,,,,,,well you’re like “oh you don’t have to help-”
  • but he smiles, and you see how handsome he is up close with straight white teeth and sparkling eyes
  • and he’s like “good neighbors should keep the apartments clean together!!”
  • but see the problem isn’t actually that he’s helping you the problem is,,,,the reason you’re cleaning off the graffiti isn’t because you wanted to do your part in society,,,,,,,,,
  • it’s because that was an old piece of yours and now you wanted to draw over it
  • so it’s a bit awkward standing there with this prince-like neighbor of yours happily scrubbing away your art and,,,,,when you’re both done he goes “let me help you carry all of this back to your apartment!!” 
  • and you panic a bit because he goes for your backpack (which is ofc, full of spray paint cans) and you’re like wAIt,,,but it’s too late because wonho picks up the bag and
  • out comes the cans, tumbling to his feet out of the open bag and you’re like “um - u m”
  • and wonho looks at them, then you, then the clean wall and it clicks in his head and you’re like
  • “listen - i never said i was cleaning it as a service to the neighborhood-”
  • but wonho puts up his hand and he’s like “it’s ok,,,,,,” and you’re like “well im just going to take-” and you reach out for the bag
  • but suddenly it’s dangling over your head as wonho holds it up and you’re like UM HOW ARE YOU STRONG ENOUGH TO HOLD THAT IN ONE HAND WHAT THE-
  • and he’s like “ill return it, but first you need to promise me something”
  • and you’re like what in the world is he going on about but when you try to jump up for your bag wonho is like “nope, promise me first”
  • and you’re like Fine ok WHAT and he’s like “whatever you graffiti, it isn’t going to be offensive ok?” and you look at him and you’re like,,,,,i wasn’t planning on making it offensive
  • and wonho is like “i know,,,,,but please don’t make it vulgar either kids in the neighborhood shouldn’t have to-”
  • and you laugh a little because you’re like he really is one of those people that’s always looking out for others and wonho pouts because hey, he’s being serious
  • and you’re like “i would never graffiti something like that, my speciality is drawing animals,,,,i was thinking to do like a wolf or something!” and wonho is like “a scary wolf?” and you’re like no LOL a cartoony one im not a serious artist or anything
  • and wonho hands you back your bag and he’s grinning now because hey,,,,a cartoon is ok,,,,that sounds cute
  • and you’re like “you can stay and watch just in case” and you’re half-joking
  • but somehow he does stay and he’s actually kind of even interesting in how graffiti works and you’re like “well first is your outline, and then you color it in!” and you even pass him a can so he can help you out
  • and when you’re done it’s like a cute wolf cub sitting in some flowers 
  • and wonho is like “it’s so,,,,cute,,,” and you’re like “see, graffiti isn’t all that bad” and wonho is like “no, it’s fun!!! you really showed me a new side to it”
  • and you both go back inside the building but as you’re in the elevator wonho is like he looks down at his spray-stained hands and he’s like “not to annoy you anymore, but ,,,,,how do i get this off?”
  • and you giggle and you’re like “i know a method”
  • and you invite wonho over to your place and for someone so handsome and strong he becomes really shy and polite being in your house and it’s so adorable how he stands with his hands in front of him like a kid
  • and when you tell him to give you his hands so you can run them under the water first,,,,you notice his ears go red
  • and you’re like ???? he’S THE ONE THAt’s acting shY??? with a face and a body like that????
  • but it warms your heart tbh,,,,and once you get his hands all clean wonho thanks you with a bow and you’re like
  • as you walk him out into the hall you’re like “if i need help cleaning again, should i be ok with finding you?”
  • and wonho seems surprised at how forward you are, but then a smile settles in on his face and he’s like “yes!! today was fun but,,,,,,”
  • and you tilt your head in anticipation and wonho’s like “,,,,but you can also just find me to,,,,,hang out a bit more,,,,,,,,,and you know not graffiti in the middle of the night bUT only if you want!!” 
  • and you grin and are like “are you saying i could ask you out?” and wonho,,,,,at the word date just blushes again but shrugs his shoulders and is like “,,,,yes?”
  • and it’s cute you’re like “ill think about it!~” with a wink and wonho feels like someone just shot an arrow through his chest,,,,,,,,,,how are you doing this to him????? 
How to: Making moon water

Hello friends, it is I and I am here for yet another “How to”. This time I will show you how to make moon water. Moon water is a must have for me in my craft. My craft revolves heavily around the moon and almost all of my energy comes from her (the moon, cause she is my babe). Moon water is specially charged water that has a lot of magickal energy. It can be used to clean crystals, used in spells, you can put a little in a bath for an extra boost of energy, you can even drink a little bit to get re-energized, or put some in a spray bottle and use to cleanse a room. Moon water is good for everything! This post will teach you the steps in how to make it. The way that I will show you is not the ONLY way, but it is my way, that I want to share will you all.

Step #1:
Find a jar (witches love jars) preferably a glass jar. You really shouldn’t use plastic cups because the chemicals in the plastic will fuck up the energy of the moon war. I always use a VERY large mason jar because the more water you can make the better. Also the mason jar is easy to store and they are super cheap, you can literally get the anywhere. WITCH TIP! You can go to goodwill and find a SHIT TON of nice ass jars and glass containers for like $2 each. Just make sure you clean them well when you get home, also check and make sure they don’t have any cracks.

Step #2:
Fill your jar with water, spring, filtered, distilled or tap water. I own one of the refrigerators will the thing on the door that filters water, so I always just use the water from there. I personally never like to use tap water because it normally has a lot of chemicals in it, but if that’s all you have then that is fine!

Step #3 (OPTIONAL):
Okay so this step is optional, but sometimes I like to do this if I have a specific purpose for the moon water. Sometime I put herbs/plants/fruit in the water to infuse the water with the magickal qualities of that herbs/plant/fruit. BUT if you are planning on drinking the water be careful with what you put in it. Some herbs/plants/fruits are POSIONOUS! If you want to know what the magickal quality of a specific herbs/plants/fruits then you can check out my other post on my blog that list all of that for you!

http://plants-not-people.tumblr.com/post/144230985226/complete-list-of-magickal-uses-of-herbsplants

Step #4:
Bless and cleanse the water with incense (Personally I use sage). I cleanse the water by letting the smoke of the incense engulf the container. When I do this I really focus my intent of wanting powerful, energizing moon water.

Step #5:
I consecrate the water by holding my hands over the jar and focusing my energy into the water. If you are a beginner and it is hard for you to focus your energy I would try repeating a saying over and over. You can say something like “Let this moon water be free of impurities and full on positive energy”. It does not have to be those exact words, but just remember to speak from the heart.

Step #6:
Leave the water out side on the night of the full moon. Preferably try to not leave the jar in a place where it is covered by trees and shade. Then just let it sit outside and soak up all of the energy. Then that’s it you are done! The next day go collect your water and be on your mary way UNLESS you did step #3. If you did step #3 then you have to continue to step #7 (sorry, not sorry).

Step #7:
Okay, so you put the herbs/plants/fruit in the moon water. Now you have to fish it out of the moon water. I suggest straining the water with a pasta strainer. Or if you only had big pieces of fruit you can just scoop them out with a spoon. Then that’s it and now you are done!

I hope this helped you guys a lot, please message me if you have any questions I am more than happy to help! Happy witching and I wish you all the best <3

-Tsuki (The gay green witch)

Reverse Falls 

Written by: an incredible anon

(nsfw)

“Mediocre,” Mason spat under his breath, watching his sister smile toothily at the cheering audience as she pulled a knife cleanly through her neck. It was a pathetic illusion; he could do so much better, but she never gave him the closing performance, took all the glory for herself and left him to brood in the shadows of the wings until she signaled him on stage to bow with her.

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Rose’s Playlist (on Spotify: @erika.pulido169)

I saw someone post songs that remind them of Romitri. So I got inspired and made a playlist of songs that remind me of Rose, Romitri, the books, etc.


1. Heavy In Your Arms-  Florence and The Machine

2. Alive-  Sia

3. Spark the Fire-  Gwen Stefani

4. Castle-  Halsey

5. Song 5- Haim 

6. I’m So Sorry-  Imagine Dragons

7. Power-  Little Mix

8. Bad Reputation-  Joan Jett & Black Sheep- Gin Wigmore

9. In the Night- The Weekend

10. Island in The Sun- Weezer

11. Breath of Life & Seven Devils- Florence and The Machine

12. This Is How You Remind Me- Avril Lavigne (cover)

13. Unconditionally-  Katy Perry

14. A Little Taste-  Skylar Stonestreet

15. Secret Love Song- Little Mix ft. Jason Derulo

16.Can’t Pretend-  Tom Odell

17. All Too Well- Taylor Swift

(Bonus Tracks: Love Me or Leave me- Little Mix & It’s You- Zayn Malik)

HERE’S WHY, DOWN BELOW:

*NOTE: NOT MY GIFS SO IF I USE YOUR GIFS I APOLIGIZE I FOUND THEM ON GOOGLE IMAGES. LET ME KNOW AND I WILL TRY AND FIGURE OUT HOW TO CREDIT YOU*


1. {Heavy In Your Arms} When Rose realizes Dimitri has been turned. Devastated, she decides to hunt him down in Blood Promise. Only to realize he has become the exact opposite of the man she fell in love with.


2. {Alive} This is how I picture Rose must be feeling after Mason’s death and she is getting the marks ( im blanking on what they are called lol) on her neck. Everyone is congratulating her, and she realizes being a guardian is not all it’s cracked up to be. (But post Last Sacrifice, despite all that happened to her, she is still here living and breathing.)

3. {Spark the Fire} A sort of up beat tune I can picture Rose kicking ass too. At the Equinox dance, and Dimitri sees her in the dress, and when she and Christian rescue Lissa.

4. {Castle} When Rose and Lissa return to the acadmey. Both Rose and Lissa  are highly criticized and judged for leaving, especially Rose. The rumors and the backstabbing that occurs between these two in the first book.

5. {Song 5} Frostbite is my favorite book, but I’m just gonna say it: Rose was very irritable and fedup with everyone and everything in this book lol. I feel her frustration in this book when people assume she is hooking up with Adrian, getting ‘beat up by her Mom/her return, and Dimitri getting cozy with Tasha.

6. {Im So Sorry} The song when Rose has her ‘fuck it I’ll do whatever I want” moments. “I tend too punch first and find out who I actually hit later.”

7. {Power} Another song I can picture Rose kicking ass too or working out too. Rose is overly confident and self aware of her beauty that boys admire her and other girls envy her.

8. {Bad Reputation/ Black Sheep} When Rose and Lissa escape from the academy, and are eventually caught by Dimitri (And when Rose is broken out of jail by the whole gang).

9. {In the Night} My poor cinnamon roll Rose is always being criticized by evryone! :( everyone expects the worse from her. Especially in Frostbite, Shadow kissed, and Spirit Bound. When people think she is a whore, when she isn’t. When her mom thinks she irresponsible, but she just wants her mother’s approval.

10.{Island in the Sun} I think in Frostbite when she sees Christian and Lissa dancing at a royal party, or in Shadowkissed when she has to guard Christian and sees them Kissing all the time, this song comes to mind. Rose realizes she may never get that because the man she loves does not wanna risk either of them getting in trouble for their forbidden romance. Rose is on the outside looking in. (Which is pretty funny considering this is supposed to be happy song lol).

11.{Seven Devils & Breath of Life} Breath of life, when the strigoi attack the school and Dimitri gets kidnapped and she hunts him down. Seven devils, when Rose is being haunted by Mason and decides to go to Dimitri’s home town to tell his family he is ‘dead.’

12. {This is How You Remind Me} When Rose’s Mom tells her Dimitri may become Tasha’s guardian. And she begins dating Mason and realizes she will always love Dimitri. Poor Mason :( (Also a tune when Rose is dealing with the aftermath of his death.)

13. {Unconditionally} Rose and Lissa’s friendship summed up. Especially when Lissa is crowned queen, and Rose is her guardian. Rose is beaming with pride :)

14. {A Little Taste} Literally, blood lol. Anything related to the bad things moroi vampires got themselves into. That, and Rose’s attraction to Dimitri in the first book.

15. {Secret Love Song} Rose wishing her Dimitri could go public as a couple. Their love story summed up lol.



16. {Can’t Pretend} This song can literally fit in with any of the books. Rose realizing she will have to put Lissa first through everything, no matter how frustrating it is. Rose realizing being a guardian is not what it is cracked up to be. Dimitri trying to hide his feelings for Rose. Rose trying to accept her fate with being shadowkissed, and awaiting sentencing in Last Sacrifice.


17. {All Too Well} Saw an edit of the Taylor Swift lyrics having to do with Romtri. I realized this song fit when Rose has flashbacks or looks back on her journey with how her and Dimitri came to be.



{Bonus tracks:

 Love me or love me- Little Mix 

It’s You- Zayn }:

 I had just discovered Little Mix a while ago, (amazing band highly recommend) and I listened to it and I thought of Rose’s frustration that she and Dimitri will never be. And she dates Adrian even though she longs for Dimitri. Love me or Leave me and It’s You, can also be seen from Adrian’s POV :/ Adrian chooses not acknowledge the fact that Rose still loves Dimitri. His heartbreak and Rose’s guilt for hurting him, is inspiration for these tracks.Poor Adrian..


****UPDATE: A Little Taste, and Bad Reputation are NOT on Spotify*****

HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY IT AND LISTEN TO SOME OF THESE SONGS THE END :)

My One Complaint About Solo Harry Styles

Ever since Harry Styles began his solo work and it was announced that he had formed a band, something felt very off to me. Once he started performing again, that so-called off-ness only increased ten-fold but what the heck was it? I know that it had nothing to do with Larry or theories about the content of his songs and lyrics…so what on earth was bugging me about his current attempt at a rock n roll image?

Earlier today, I was listening to classic rock music in the car and it hit me like a rock skipping across a stream - one revelation and then another. So, what is my problem with Harry Styles current rock image? Take a wild guess…

Can’t figure it out? Well, if you’ll allow me:

Every well-known rock band (or even those not as well known) from the 70s and 80s where bands in which every member was treated equally. What do I mean by that? I mean that every member was equally known BY NAME to the public. It wasn’t just about the lead singer, even though he was probably the most well known of the group and most likely still is. Think about it: If you name one famous band from that time period, you (or many of your parents at least) could probably name at least one member from that band, even from the ones that have gone through several changes.

Let’s play a game:

Name one member from The Beatles.

What names came to mind?

Paul McCartney perhaps? John Lennon? Ringo Starr? Maybe several of you thought of George Harrison?

How about The Rolling Stones? Both the original band and the current.

I bet many of you thought of Mick Jagger and Keith Richards and Ronnie Wood…Some of you might have thought of Charlie Watts, Brian Jones, or Ian Stewart. What about Mick Taylor and Bill Wyman?

AC/DC anyone?

Did you think of Angus Young? The famous Axl Rose? Malcolm Young or maybe Stevie Young?

Led Zeppelin? This one might be a little bit tougher.

There’s Jimmy Page, John Paul Johns, Robert Plant, and John Bonham

Can you name anyone from Fleetwood Mac?

Of course there’s Mick Fleetwood, Stevie Nicks, and Lindsey Buckingham. Perhaps that band name brought up the faces of John and Christine McVie.

Pink Floyd?

My mother was never a fan of the band and even she can name Roger Waters. There’s also David Gilmour, Nick Mason, Richard Wright, and Syd Barrett.

I’m sure you’ve all heard of the band Queen?

Freddie Mercury, John Deacon, Brian May, and Roger Taylor.

You get the point.

Now, If the band WAS primarily focused on the lead singer, there were usually two ways of doing this. Either the entire band itself was named after the frontman/a member in some way or the entire band was labeled under a specific name:

Bon Jovi

Van Halen

Fleetwood Mac

Guns N Roses

Boston

Queen

(this is the route that most bands take)

OR the instrumentalists (backing band) had a name that followed after the lead singers name to signify that they were an extension of that particular singer:

Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers

Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band

Joan Jett and the Blackhearts

Harry Styles is attempting to bring back what could highly be considered a dead music genre (classic rock) and will probably be given every praise simply because of his name and the fact that he’s attempting what might seem like an impossible feat in this modern society.

So…what is my problem here?

Harry Styles is hardly acknowledging his band at all other than saying that they are “amazing.” The only ones that he’s giving any credit to is Mitch, the long-haired guitar player who is apparently one of his closest friends now, and the female drummer, who every body LOVES…simply because she is exactly that - a female drummer (which could be considered sexist but that’s an entirely different topic). I believe that was also the woman that the crowd was applauding for like crazy during his album release party and Harry said something along the lines of “You’re supposed to pay attention to me. That’s why she’s in the back.” Other than that, he hardly ever acknowledges them by name, especially in interviews.

Why is this such a big deal?

Rock bands have always been about the group as a whole, not simply the lead singer or a specific member. It was always a team effort and the credit was not given to just one person. The band has yet to be given a name to let people know that they’re associated with Harry Styles. As of right now, the band is simply known as HARRY STYLES. However, the name HARRY STYLES is a name that is not associated with the entire backing band but simply the man himself. It is focused on him and only him. His band gets zero credit.

Even as an ex musical theater performer, if you are giving a solo performance with a band to accompany you, you better damn well thank them at the end of your performance because they were as much of the performance as you were. You give them all the credit in the world because they were an extension of you and, without them, the performance would not have happened.

That, my friends, is my #1 complaint with Harry Styles at the moment. Start giving your band some credit, Harry! You would not be here now if it wasn’t for them!

Thank you and goodnight.

Dynamic Poses

Since I’m making my art portfolio, I wanted to show a piece with different dynamic poses to show that I am able to draw other than stiff positions.I’m also using my OC,Mason,since it just makes sense!

***One Job is an original story I created with my dear co-creator, F0xywriter!At this moment,it is in development.But we are planning to make a webcomic soon! (Actual resume will also be coming soon)
*** One Job is a story that takes place in a different universe.A universe where if a human dies,they get a 2nd chance of doing one last important task of their choice but as a being called an inbetweener. (A being with black charcoal skin and white glowing eyes with a few particles around them)

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anonymous asked:

Do you have any Thiam first time headcanons? Love ur writing btw x

Thank you :D

It starts with a fight. Scott and co are off at college leaving the baby pack protecting Beacon Hills. Ever since the hunters Theo’s still around. Liam won’t say he’s pack, or even that they’re friends but Theo’s pretty sure he is and they are if only because he can’t go more than three days without Liam either texting him to go hang out or actually tracking him down to ask why he didn’t reply to said hang out text.

Then the next problem comes and like. Mason and Corey are great, they’re smart and brave and beautiful but they’re also vulnerable. Mason’s human and Corey isn’t exactly the best fighter and so Liam really doesn’t want to get them involved past the planning stage of it because he doesn’t want to risk them getting hurt.

So it’s just him and Theo fighting, which, goes pretty well. the plan Mason and Corey came up with worked perfectly, but that doesn’t mean they don’t still argue or get hurt while fighting. And getting hurt while fighting also means Theo getting hurt trying to ‘subtley’ save Liam and Liam hates him getting hurt to protect him, he’s the alpha, maybe not with red eyes but it’s still his pack and his town, he can take care of himself.

So he tells him that. loudly and repeatedly while Theo rolls his eyes and marches towards the car like he isn’t bleeding out of fairly deep claw wounds but Liam doesn’t drop it and so eventually they actually argue.

Theo’s truck has a small Theo shaped dent from where Liam shoved him against it and kissed him. After that it just sort of spirals. It’s rough and needy and they’re both still bitching at each other between kisses.

It’s pretty gross, there’s still blood dripping from Theo’s wounds and it’s just..really not sanitary. Liam almost knocks himself out when he hits his head on the top of the car.

Car sex is cramped and uncomfortable and Liam’s positive he came out with more wounds from frantic sex in the back seat than he did the actual battle before.

Theo laughs when they’re done and mutters a “that was a fucking disaster” and Liam feels like he should argue but, well, his elbow is still healing from where he almost dislocated it when it got stuck between the chair and the door and so he just joins in the two trapped in the cramped space full on cackling about uncomfortable sex.

It doesn’t stop them from trying again when they have a bed handy though.

Mason (Part Seven) - Morgan Rielly

A/N: Part Seven is here! I can’t believe this journey is almost over! I plan on doing an epilogue piece to wrap this mini series up! Thank you to everyone who’s stuck with this! I’m pleased to say this was my first series and I’m glad it’s been super sucessful! Love you all!

Requested: Yes/No

Characters: Morgan Rielly

Words: 4,207

Warnings: None

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Messenger Pigeon

Originally posted by harryeclipse

i’m not exactly sure where i got the idea for this from but i loved writing it so much it’s so fluffy and cute, i hope you enjoy it x


Harry and I’s son, Mason, meant the entire world to us. There was absolutely nothing we wouldn’t do for him. As much as we spoiled him, you would think that he’d act like a brat, but people always told us he was the sweetest, smartest kid they had ever met. With Harry and I being extreme busy a few days a week for our jobs, most of the time Harry was in the study and I was in the living room or our bedroom. And instead of texting each other when we had something to say, we just used Mason as a messenger pigeon. Most kids would be annoyed by running back and forth between rooms instead of playing, but Mason loved it. He even wanted to do it when we didn’t need him to, and it’s the cutest thing.

“Mason, honey?” I called from the room, typing away on my laptop, hearing the pitter patter of little feet almost immediately.

“Yeah?” He said as he stood in the door frame.

“Can you tell Daddy to send Momma the files he was talking about earlier?” I requested. The four-year-old nodded happily, then walked away.

After a short while, he came back. “He said he doesn’t know what you mean.”

I sighed, then said, “Tell him it’s the one with the numbers from last month.”

He walked away again, then came back soon after. “He said he sent them, and the he asked you when the meeting is tomorrow.”

I thought for a moment. “Oh, it’s at 11:30. Thanks bubba.”

“You’re welcome, Momma.” He grinned, then walked back to Harry.

While most of the time the things we exchange between our son was normal things, mainly pertaining to work, there were also times where Mason told us things the other had said that he probably shouldn’t have heard.

One day, I was in the room just watching tv, when Mason came in and climbed up the bed to sit next to me.

“What’s going on, cutie?” I asked him, tickling him.

“Nothing,” He said between giggles, sighing when I stopped.

“You just wanted to hang out with me?” I assumed, and he nodded.

I put my arm around him as he leaned his head on my shoulder.

“I almost forgot!” He gasped, sitting up just enough to look at me. “You know when Uncle Niall and Uncle Nick were here yesterday?”

I laughed at him. “Yeah?”

“Well, I only heard one part of what Daddy said because he was being very quiet, but he said something and I don’t really get it.”

I gave him a questioning look. “What did he say?”

“Um,” He drawled out, putting a finger on his chin, something he’d seen on tv and started doing. “He said, ‘how do I tell her?’… and 'what if she cries?’”

I didn’t know what to think of what I was being told. I assumed that Harry was asking Niall and Nick for advice on something, maybe he had to do with me? I mean, what did he have to say that I would cry over?

“Are you okay, Momma?” Mason wondered, a look of worry on his face.

“I’m fine, bubba, thank you.” I assured him, hugging him as my mind raced a mile a minute.



Niall had offered to babysit Mason the next day, claiming that Harry and I “don’t get enough alone time”. So when he came over, and Harry was preoccupied with playing around with Mason, I pulled Niall aside.

“So, uh, Mason told me something yesterday, and I don’t really know what to make of it.” I started.

Niall looked at me confusingly. “What’d he say?”

I hesitated, then said, “He told me that when Harry was talking to you and Nick the other day, he said things like 'how do I tell her?’ and 'what if she cries?’”

Niall’s look of confusion turned into a nervous one. “I’m sorry, (y/n), I can’t tell you anything about that. You’ll have to wait for Harry to bring it up.”

Before I could say anything, Harry came over to join us, Mason on his hip.

“What are you two talking about?” Harry asked, a big smile on his face.

“I was just telling Niall that he better take care of my baby, because he means way too much to me.” I fibbed, poking Mason’s dimple that resembled the ones his father had.

Niall chuckled, taking Mason into his arms. “Don’t worry you two, me and this little lad will be just fine.”

“Are we gonna watch the golf channel?” Mason asked excitedly.

Niall scoffed playfully. “Uh, of course we are. What else would we do?”

“Yay!” Mason exclaimed, causing us all to laugh.

We walked them to the door, giving Niall a bag of Mason’s stuff and saying our goodbyes.

I tried to hold it in and not bring it up, but by the time we had eaten dinner and watched a movie, I could barely contain myself.

“Harry, can I ask you something?” I spoke up after a while of silence.

“Of course, love,” He said as he muted the tv, giving me his undivided attention.

I sighed. “Yesterday, Mason told me he had eavesdropped on your conversation with Niall and Nick, and you said somethings that kind of concern me.”

“Like what?” He asked, seeming just as nervous as I was.

“Like, you asking how you were going to tell me something. And you asking if I’d cry because of it.” I told him.

He didn’t say anything at first, so I spoke again.

“Listen, if you did something, just tell me. We’ve been together way too long for you to keep secrets from me. I’m kind of upset that you’re not only keeping things from me, but also that our son overheard what you said.”

I looked up from the floor to see him slowly starting to smirk at me.

“What?” I questioned him.

He exhaled, leaning toward the coffee table and pulling out the drawer, taking a ring box out of it. I was in complete shock as he held it in his hands, smiling as he looked between it and me.

“I was actually asking them advice on how to propose to you, because I was thinking of doing some… grand gesture or something. But they agreed we didn’t need all of that, and that I should just do it when the moment felt right.” I looked at him sheepishly as he shook his head, laughing lightly. “Was I expecting to do this a little differently? Yes. But I realize that this, right now, is the perfect moment. That, and I didn’t want you to continue thinking I had done something wrong.”

“I’m sorry I accused you like that,” I said quietly. “I know you’d never do anything to hurt me, it just sounded bad out of context.”

He waved me off, then took my hand as he looked into my eyes. “(Y/n), I love you with every fiber of my being. You mean the universe to me, you gave me the most beautiful child, and I want nothing more than to have the honor of calling you my wife. Will you marry me?”

“I’d love to,” I said, tears welling up in my eyes as he opened the box and put the ring on my finger. It was absolutely stunning, and I hugged him tightly as I cried.

“Please don’t cry,” He chuckled. “I’m going to cry if you don’t stop.”

“I’m sorry,” I said as I pulled away slightly, kissing him then looking at my ring again.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” He said proudly.

“Yeah, it is,” I agreed.

“I got it because it reminded me of you; gorgeous and perfect.”

It took everything I had not to start crying again, and it seemed like he knew as he brought me into his arms.

“I love you so much, Harry.” I beamed.

He smiled back. “I love you so much more, (y/n.)”


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Mozart - Clarinet Quintet in A Major, K.581

One of my favorite series on youtube is Inside Chamber Music with Bruce Adolphe where Bruce dissects major chamber works in detailed lectures. This morning I was listening to the episode on this quintet and I was again taken aback by just how complex Mozart’s music is. To me, his music has always been deceptive. The melodies seem so simple and have such a natural flow, that we don’t notice when and how those melodies are tightly knit together. For example, in the first movement of this quartet, upon closer listening, you may notice that all of the main melodies are built out of snippets from the opening, like Haydn’s writing but not as obvious. In the lecture, Bruce brings up how Mozart was a freemason, and that this quintet was written for his friend, a clarinet player Anton Stadler, who was also a mason. With that background, it’s fun to think of the first movement as a dialogue between Mozart and the other masons at the lodge. The strings are the masons, sharing ideas with each other, while the clarinet is Mozart coming in with fresh new ideas that the rest of the group either comments on or tries to resist. The second movement is slow and also in sonata form, the highlight of the movement comes near the end when there is more emphasis on chromatics. The minuet uniquely has two trio sections and has a nice contrast between leisurely cheer in the major, and a more “concerned” tone that comes with the shifts into minor keys. The final movement is a set of variations on a bouncy theme that sounds almost like a divertimento movement, with the clarinet switching between supporting role and main star.

Movements:

1. Allegro

2. Larghetto

3. Menuetto - Trio I - Trio II

4. Allegretto con Variazione

anonymous asked:

Hi mam i was just wondering WHY would you say Trans dad when you are biologically a female your chromosomes consist of two X chromosomes so please just reconsider yourself.

Hello!
Let me start off by saying that I have reconsidered myself. Quite often, actually! Every time I think about it, I become more comfortable in my identity as a transgender man.

I have a few things I would like to talk about with you.
Firstly, how do you know I was biologically female? Or that I have 2 X chromosomes? If you delve deeper into biological sex and chromosomes, you will find that it’s far more difficult than just XX or XY. Some people have three chromosomes, some have one. Some have XX, some have YY. Some people have XX chromosomes and develop male sex organs, or vice versa. It is inconsiderate, irresponsible, and frankly ignorant of you to have almost no understanding of biological sex. Do your research before you make a fool of yourself.

That being said, yes, I am biologically female. That is my sex. I encourage you to do us all a favor and look up the definitions of sex and gender. They’re actually quite different! Sex is biological factors, typically to do with chromosomes. Gender is a social construct that is entirely about expression. That is why I am a trans man. My sex is female, my gender is male. It’s as simple as that!

Lastly, I urge you to reconsider YOURSELF. I am happy as I am, and I don’t need to hide under the cowardice of anonymity to tell someone I disagree with them or their views. I am intensely curious as to what you think you will gain from sending a rather rude message anonymously to a person you have never talked with before. If you’d like to come off of anonymous, I encourage you to send me a private message. I would be more than happy to talk with you about this issue, as I know it is confusing and it might be too complicated to wrap your head around.

I do hope you reach out to me. Prove to me and my 2,500 adopted kids that you are not as ignorant as you come off as.
Love,
Mason Parker, also known as Trans Dad

TO MY KIDDOS:
I hope you never let people like this get the best of you. This person isn’t brave like you are; you share your identity, your hopes, your fears, and more with me, anonymously or not. You tell me your names and you make me so proud of your courage and perseverance. You come here looking for a community and looking for help, and you end up becoming a beacon of hope for so many.
This person isn’t brave enough to tell me anything about themselves, or even be willing to have a conversation.
I am so proud of each and every one of you! Always take things step by step and go through life with the grace these people don’t show you.
Love always,
Dad

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Teen Wolf Ladies AU: Or, the one where Beacon Hills High School is an all-girls school. And no one ever leaves or dies.

Core Four // Hale Pack // McCall Pack // Other

I really need “Fear The Walking Dead” to NOT be screwing with me regarding Nick & Troy. Because they’re writing this as “American Psycho: A Love Story”. Before this week I could’ve accepted that Nick saw a fellow screw-up and felt a need to help him. But after Troy’s “You stayed because you love me” and the cuddling while high, yeah I’m feeling it. Nick is pretty gone over Tory to me. He risked his life to save Troy more than once, hallucinated Troy, basically threw Jake to his death to protect Troy some more, lied many times over to protect Troy again. Oh, yeah, he wants him some of that hot crazy mess that is Mr. Otto. Not that I blame him. Daniel Sharman is literally the only reason I’m still watching this show. I know Troy is a total psychopath but he’s easily the most interesting character to land on this show and Sharman is a mesmerizing actor. But it’s FTWD so that means he’ll probably die next week, right? Cause no one interesting can stay for long. (See: Travis, Ofelia, Liza, Jeremiah, Thomas Abigail – whose story was a total rip-off of “Black Sails”, BTW).

Also, Mercedes Mason ships Nick/Troy hard. I love her.

anonymous asked:

Do you know of any fics where Derek is like really in touch with his wolf side?? Not like feral, but like his intense need to scent and claim and stuff where he struggles to not completely overwhelm stiles w it X

We do! Some of these edge a little into feral territory I think.- Anastasia

Originally posted by shumitza

Make It official by LadyDrace

(1/1 I 1,635 I Teen I Sterek)

Peter is being creepy, Derek is being scary and Stiles is dying to know what’s going on. Same as always, pretty much.

(The Time Derek Had To) Pick a Fucking Anchor by cheshirecat101

(1/1 I 2,937 I Not Rated I Sterek I Mates)

Derek’s Wolf form has only one thought: Stiles.

The Mating Misadventures of Alpha-Wolf and Hyperactive Boy by halfhardtorock

(1/1 I 10,611 I Explicit I Sterek I Watersports)

Derek goes into heat and has to find his mate.

Canine Distopia by CandyPop

(6/? I 11,321 I Teen I Sterek I Full Shift Werewolves)

Cracky-but with some plot-maybe?
Trent Mason hates dogs. Trent Mason is also going to woo his new crush Stiles Stinlinski. Unfortunately Stiles happens to own the dog version of the devil and Trent Mason absolutely hates dogs. Especially dogs name Derek.

The Hale Beast by secretfanboy

(4/4 I 17,707 I Mature I Sterek I Werewolves Are Known)

Stiles would rather be at home playing X-Box than attending the ceremony inaugurating the Wolf nation’s sovereignty over the Argent kingdom, but he’s the Sheriff’s son so those are the breaks. What he doesn’t expect is the feral werewolf Prince Derek AKA The Beast to take an interest in him.

He was alone with the Beast. His heart started pounding its way up into his throat. A burst of static came from his cell phone.
“Scott! Oh my god! He’s here! The Hale Beast is here with me and I’m alone and no one is here to witness when he kills me…to death!”